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harryistheonlyoneforme · 1 year

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Bestie can you write something about reader getting her period and Harry having to go get her tampons and he’s all scared n stuff?

pairing: mafia harry x reader

warnings: harry threatens to shoot someone, caring mafia harry, mentions of blood and periods, swearing, period sex(kinda)

Harry has just gotten out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist as he gums quietly, entering his and YN’s bedroom to get dressed for the day. He doesn’t have plans until much later, so he settles for some boxers and no shirt, ready to get back in bed and cuddle with YN until she wakes up.

As he’s slipping back under the covers though, he feels something wet as his leg grazes her backside, making him physically recoil. He takes a quick peek and his face pales as he realizes it’s blood on YN’s thighs. He has a moment of internal panic as he tries to figure out where to go from here but then he decides to just wake her up, feeling guilty that he’s interrupting her sleep. She groans in annoyance at being woken up, but Harry knows it’s for a good reason.

“You’re bleeding, love,” he mumbled awkwardly, trying not to show his discomfort for the situation. It’s not that he’s disgusted by it or anything, he’s just never dealt with a period in this way. Her eyes shoot open and she whines as she now feels the sticky feeling between her thighs.

Tears are forming quickly and he’s quick to come over to her and shush her cries, not liking the tears one bit. “Cmon, dove. No tears, hm?” he coos, thumbing away at the salty tears that have started tracking down her face. “What can I do?” he whispers.

“I wasn’t supposed to get m’period for another week and I planned to get tampons tomorrow. I don’t have anything here to use,” she sniffles, embarrassed at the way their morning has begun. “Could you run to the store and get me something? Just something to hold me over until I can go?” she asks him, squirming uncomfortably in her place.

“You want me to get you…tampons?” he questions uneasily, his stomach already in knots. He’s never had to do anything like this before, and he definitely didn’t plan for this today. She just nods at him and he already can’t say no to her on a regular day, the fact that he knows she’s embarrassed when she doesn’t have to be and the fact that she’s probably in pain isn’t helping.

So he leans forward to press a chaste kiss to her lips before getting dressed. Before he leaves YN tells him the brand she needs and the kind, thanking him as she quickly strips the sheets to soak them. He’s out the door in 5 minutes flat and as he drives to the store he repeats her instructions over and over, but it all leaves his head the moment he steps in the doors.

Imagine the fear and curiosity all of the cashiers have when they see the most feared crime boss enter their job in confident strides; none of them notice the way he’s mumbling the brand name under his breath or the way his hands are slightly shaking as he heads straight for the aisle he needs.

The commotion in the store is at a standstill as they all wait with baited breaths for him to emerge from the aisle, none of them having the confidence to check in on him. He’s in a squatting position as he searches, but then his scattered thoughts are interrupted by the sound of someone behind him.

“Hello, sir. Can I help you find anything?” the young man asks carefully, slowly stepping over to where Harry is beginning to get frustrated and is still searching. He stands up so quickly that Eric flinches back in fear.

“Look me in the eye again and I’ll shoot your foot off,” he snaps gruffly, making the younger employee shift his eyes to the floor immediately. He then thinks of what YN would say if she were here and takes a deep breath, deciding to try again. “Do you know where the, um, L brand assorted tampons are?” he mumbles, reaching a hand up to scratch the back of his neck.

Eric nods immediately and steps over to where they are, grabbing two boxes and bringing them back to Harry. “Is there anything else you’re looking for?” he asks meekly, and Harry just shrugs his shoulders and mumbles an ‘I don’t know what she’d need’. From then Eric and Harry go around the store and grab everything she could possibly need. Pain killers, a heating pad, snacks, and he even found a cute little panda face mask he knows she’d love.

They’re at the register a few short minutes later and Harry’s cheeks are on fire as he can feel all the eyes on him, and he just wishes Eric would hurry the fuck up. When everything is bagged and paid for, Harry slips him a literal hundred dollar bill and nods in thanks as he heads from the store with his bags, eager to get home to YN.

He practically speeds home to get to her, and the moment his shoes are off at the door he’s sprinting up the stairs with the bags in his hands. He finds her in the shower and he places the tampons on the counter before heading into the bedroom to drop everything else off.

Not long after, YN emerges from the bathroom with a dopey smile on her face at his gesture, walking to stand in between his legs.

“Thank you,” she starts, her words nothing short of genuine. Just the sweetest husband,” her words are feeding his ego and he leans up to press a greedy kiss to her lips.

“Yeah?” he pulls away. “Gonna let me show how sweet I can really be?” he teases, moving down to nip at the sweet spot on her neck. She moans softly and leans into his touch.

“Never gonna say no to that,” she responds. Harry wastes no more time, and in mere seconds he’s got her bare and on her back, legs spread as he lines himself up with her.

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harriet13lovely · 8 months

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Lola- HS

Part 2- 5.6k words

It took some time but she ended up getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom to do her skincare and brush her hair. Once she was done with that she made her bed and organized her room a little bit. She sat on her bed for a while, simply contemplating life. She groaned and got up to grab clothes to change into. She decided on going all black for the day. Black jeans and a black long sleeve top that ended a bit before her belly button. She did her make up and straightened her hair out. The last step was to grab her jewelry and put on her black converse.

She put on a necklace and her belly ring. She usually never wore it but thought it would look cute with her outfit. As she was about to close her jewelry box she saw her ring. The ring Harry had given her just a week ago. She grabbed it and brought it up closer to her eyes so she could inspect it carefully. She should have given it to Harry last night when he was here, it would have made their decision more official. Now she would have to go and return it to him. She could go to his office or...

"Good morning." Emma says as soon as the call connected. Lola had decided to call her and check at what time Harry left for work.

"Good morning, I was just wondering at what time Harry left for work? I wanted to pay him a visit."

"That's so nice of you, darling. Harry usually leaves for work at 9 but since it's Sunday he tends to leave a bit after 11."

"Okay, thank you."

"Of course, call me once you are back and tell me everything."

"I will, bye Emma."

"Bye, darling."

She looked at herself one last time in the mirror before grabbing her phone (plus the ring) and heading downstairs.

"Good morning." Her mom told her.

"Morning, I'm going to visit Harry. I need to arrange some things for the wedding with him." It wasn't technically a lie so she didn't feel too bad.

"Okay, take care." Her mom kissed her cheek before walking back into the kitchen.

"I will, bye mum." She walked outside and looked around for her driver. Michael was her and James's driver, he would take them everywhere they needed to. He had been contracted by Harry so that she would never be out on her own.

"Michael, good morning."

"Good morning, Mrs Lola. Heading out already?" He gave her a polite smile.

"Yes, I'm going to Mr Styles house."

"Some wedding planning I presume." He opened the door of the car for her.

"You are right. Thank you."

"Of course." He closed the door and walked around the car and into the drivers seat.

They made some small talk throughout the ride, mostly Michael asking about the upcoming wedding. Lola tried to be as polite as she could even though the topic was starting to upset her.

She had never been to Harry's house, only his parents house. So it came as quite a shock to see his house. If she thought her parents where extra then Harry was at a whole other level. She was expecting a more modern house but this was more manor style. It looked old but in a beautiful refined way, there where lots of columns and she was sure she could see a pond somewhere in the distance. There was also a large fountain at the front of the house.

A couple of men with guns checked the car before they where let through. It was a bit scary but she was glad that they took Harry's safety to such great lengths. Michael stopped the car right in front of the main door. He got out of the car and opened the door for Lola. Lola thanked him and she walked up the stairs to the large door. She knocked softly a couple times and waited for someone to open. Just as she was about to knock again the door opened. It was an older lady, she had a uniform on so she was most likely a maid.

"Hello, good morning." Lola said with a smile.

"Good morning, how can I help you?"

"I'm here to see Mr Styles."

"Oh, I wasn't informed someone was going to visit him."

"Yeah, this is more of a surprise. I'm Lola, his fiancé." She felt weird actually using the tittle.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Come in, please. I will go get Mr Styles for you."

"Its okay and thank you." The maid lead her to what she is guessing is the main living room. The ceilings where incredibly tall and there where lots of windows all over. The light was entering perfectly ad hitting the two large couches that had a ton of pillows on them. Whoever decorated his house really did a good job. She looks around a bit more but is interrupted by the clearing of someone's throat. She turns around and finds Harry standing there. He had a small hair-clip holding the top of his hair and the sides where a bit messy and puffy. He was wearing a light blue shirt, grey sweatpants, and dark blue slippers.

"Hey, good morning. I'm sorry if I woke you up."

"It's okay, good morning to you too." He takes a seat next to Lola and rests his head where a ray of sun would be hitting his face perfectly. He closes his eyes and leans his head on the couch. Lola watched him for a couple seconds, admiring every detail of his face. She had never been a big fan of facial hair but he was definitely able to pull it off. She wondered how he would look with a full mustache.

"I just wanted to give you back the ring." She told him and took off the ring from her finger. She grabbed his hand and flipped it over so she could place the ring on his palm.

"No, it's yours. I bought it for you and only you so the only right thing would be for you to keep it." He shook his head and moved his hand away. His eyes where still a bit closed due to being half asleep.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." He pauses for a second. "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"No." She responded, Harry stood up and grabbed her by the hand so she would stand up too.

"Stay for breakfast." He took her around a hallway and into what is by far the most stunning kitchen she has ever been in.

"You're house is insane." She told him with her mouth wide opened.

"Is that good or bad?"

"It's really good. I don't think I've ever seen a kitchen this beautiful." The countertops where marble and all the cabinets, walls, and ceilings had beautiful mould designs. Everything looked organized and put in place.

"Thank you. I'm the only that uses this kitchen, the main kitchen is in the other end of the house."

"Main kitchen?"

"For dinners and prepping big meals. My staff works over there meanwhile this one is for me to do more everyday stuff. For example, making myself some breakfast."

"Never really saw you as the kind to make their own food." Lola admitted shyly.

"Oh I am. I love cooking, it's very therapeutic for me. Only place I feel fully in control."

"You're the leader of a mafia, how do you not feel in control?"

"I can't control the outcome of most things. Not everything goes according to plan all the time." Harry explained. "Do you like waffles?"

"Who doesn't?"

"Good answer." Harry said making Lola giggle.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Nope, just sit down right here." He pulls out a chair that was tucked underneath the island and motioned for her to sit on it.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm making my special secret recipe and I can't have you steal it."

"Oh you caught me, the whole reason I'm here is to steal your waffle recipe." Lola teases.

"Hey, you never know. Better be careful then regretful."

"Whatever." Lola laughs.

Lola watched him make the mix from scratch as they talked about random stuff that kept coming up. Once the mix was done he started to pour it into the waffle maker. Meanwhile they where cooking he cut up some strawberries and made two Oreo milkshakes for them. He had randomly asked Lola if she liked Oreos early on in the conversation but it now made since why.

"Thank you, Harry." She said to him as he placed her plate and milkshake in front of her.

"You're welcome, darling." He takes a seat next to her and begins eating. They keep talking every once in a while, Harry was mainly asking the questions and Lola was answering them. Harry had become quite interested in hearing about Lola's life. He wanted to at least make sure she got a good childhood after all. Lola talked about going to the Zoo, birthdays, when James was born, and Christmas's. She made every little memory she had sound so magical.

Once they where done eating they washed the dishes together.

"I guess I should go now." Lola told him as she dried her hands in a kitchen towel.

"I can show you around if you'd like. I have another hour before I have to leave for work."

"Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother."

"You're not, I promise. Come on, let me show you the rest of downstairs first." Harry grabbed her hand and began to show her all over the house. He showed her the dinning room, a game room, the two bathrooms, the family room, the library, and lastly it was his office.

"You're one of the few people that's ever been in here." He said as he gave her a tour of his office. Like all the other rooms it had a bunch of windows all over. It also had a couch area and couple chairs in front of his desk.

"What a privilege."

"It is."

"Did you decorate your house on your own?" She had been wanting to ask him this since she first got there.

"I hired an interior designer so I can't take all the credit but I did choose a lot of the pieces."

"Everything looks wonderful."

"And you haven't seen my favorite part of the house yet."

"What is your favorite part?"

"The backyard, of course." He grabbed her hand once again and walked outside with her. He doesn't even know why he keeps doing it, he did it once and can't seem to stop now.

"It's one of the main reasons I bought this house. There's a pond but my favorite part is the greenery."

"How can you keep so many plants alive."

"Some water and really good gardeners." Harry told her and Lola chuckled.

"You have tulips!" Lola let go of his hand and ran towards the multiple colored tulips.

"I do, they're one of my favorites. Them plus my lilies."

"They're one of my favorites too. I keep learning new things about you that I never saw coming."

"Didn't see me as a flower guy?"

"You seemed a bit too scary to be one."

"I can't share all of my interest's, my life here is different then my life in my office or at parties. People need to respect me and even fear me a little if possible."

"People fear you more than just a little." Lola said as she got on her knees so she could smell the multiple flowers in his garden.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked as he kneeled down next to her.

"I was at my birthday party but not anymore, you're a lot different then I thought you where."

"I'm sorry about that, I was drunk and wasn't thinking straight."

"It's okay, I wasn't thinking straight either." She looks over at him to find him already staring. She smiled at him before getting up from her kneeling position.

"Come on, I'll show you to the pond. I have ducks, a couple turtles, some fish, I always get a couple frogs during the summer too. It's already June so there should be a couple."

"How do you keep them alive?"

"I have people come and feed them. Take care of the pond and the animals. All of my ducks are rescued so they can't fly. It's kind of sad but it makes me feel happy that they are at least safe now. There's no predators or people to hurt them here now."

"That's nice of you, that you gave them a second chance." Lola said to him.

"Thank you, I wish I could do more. I payed therapy for a couple of them so they could fly again but they told me it was too late. They lost that ability completely."

"That's sad but like you said they are safe now. They have a good home, you've done everything you could have done."

It was a bit of a walk to get to the pond but it was utterly beautiful. Lola loved his house more and more every second. Harry took her towards a little bench that was at the front of the pond.

"It's beautiful."

"It is, not as beautiful as you though." Harry intertwined their hands again, he had been missing the warmth of her hand for a while now.

"So smooth, Styles." Lola teased.

"I am but I wasn't trying to be right now. You truly are beautiful, Lo."

"Thank you, you are very handsome yourself." She turned to her side so she could face him. Harry followed her action and turned to face her too.

He looked at her eyes then her nose and lips. She has the most beautiful features he had ever seen. Before they know it they where both leaning in. His nose brushed against hers softly and their lips graced against each other. He was planning on taking things slow but before he knew he it his lips where moving over hers hungrily. She was a bit stiff at first but she let herself go after a few seconds of kissing. He lifted his hand to her cheek and began to rub it with his thumb. Her skin felt soft and warm. And her mouth tasted like the strawberries and Oreos from breakfast. He most likely tasted the same way.

He bites on her lip softly, just enough to get her to open her mouth. Lola moaned quietly which only causes Harry to do the same. Hearing her whine made something bubble in his stomach. He wanted to kiss her for hours but he begin to feel Lola gasp for air so he pulled away. He stayed still until he felt Lola's nose begin to rub on his check. She wanted more, more of what? She wasn't sure, but there was something in her that wanted more.

"Harry." She says and Harry looks at her in the eyes.

"I'm here, baby. What do you need?" He kisses her cheek and even bites at it a little.

"I don't know, just need something." She was really confused as to what was going on. Just last night they had agreed on breaking off the engagement. And now they where here, kissing and being really touchy.

"Fuck, come on." He stood up and begin walking with her back to the house. Holding onto her arm at first but then switching to her waist so he could feel her closer. That's what he needed, to feel her closer than ever before. He wanted to bury himself inside of her, feel and kiss every single inch of her body. That's all he wanted, to feel his Lo naked and whiny under him.

"Where are we going?"

"My room, s'that okay?"

"Yes." She felt breathless and floaty. She wasn't entirely sure why though.

Harry rushed them up to his room and locked the door behind him as soon as they where in his room. Lola was once again amazed by the decor, this room was a mix of cream and dark blue colors. There was a lot of light coming in from the windows even though they where covered with white sheer curtains. He pulled her towards his king sized bed and sat her down in his dark blue comforter. She thought he was going to take a seat next to her too but he doesn't. Instead he drops to his knees in front of her.

He lifts up her right foot and takes of her converse. Doing it slowly in a teasing manner. Once both of her shoes where off he took off her baby pink socks. He threw them both to the side and stood up. He took off his slippers and socks before taking off his shirt. He watched Lola become in awe as he lifted the material up slowly, showing more of his skin inch by inch. She was amazed by his form but also his tattoos. She had never noticed before how many tattoos he had.

"Fancy what you see, baby?" He asked her.

"Maybe." She replies. Harry placed both of his hands on each side of her legs, locking her in place no matter what. He leaned forward and kissed her, he saw her hands rising. She wanted to touch his chest but he wasn't letting that happen yet.

"Not yet." He said and pulled away from her taking a seat next to her. He saw her pout but he wasn't gonna let her touch him before he touched her.

"What are we gonna do?" She asked a bit nervously.

"Anything you want." He rubbed her thigh and spread her legs in the process. "I can eat you out if you don't want to go all the way yet."

"I've never done anything." She confessed and Harry felt his cock twitch. Could she get any more perfect?

"Oh, so you're a virgin?" He asked just to make sure.

"Yes."

"That's okay, have you ever touched yourself?" He asks and moves his hand up to the hem of her pants. Her pants where a bit big on her so it was quite easy to slip his fingers in between the pants and her tummy.

"No, I tried to once but I was too scared to actually do it." She replied.

"I can teach you, but I will have to take these off." He pulls at her hem.

"Okay." She says with a nod.

"I'm gonna take good care of you, make you feel so good." He says in between kisses, he unbottons her pants in the process too. Harry pulls away and stands up in front of her.

"Lift up your hips." He instructs Lola and she follows. She doesn't think she has ever been so obedient before. Harry slides down her pants slowly, once he gets to her panties he almost looses it. She was wearing baby blue underwear with a little white bow and white lace all around the edges.

"Blue is your favorite color." She states catching Harry off guard.

"Wore this for me then?" He asked and Lola nodded. "Is it a set?" Once again Lola nodded, she grabbed at the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Leaving Harry with the view of her and her matching set. Harry felt his balls get even heavier if it was possible.

"Like it?"

"I love it." He grabbed her by the hips and pushed her towards the center of the bed, laying her down in the process.

"Gonna make you mine baby, all mine." He got on top of her and began to kiss her softly. From the position he was at he had full view of her breasts. They looked heavy and so full. Her nipples were poking through the material and rubbing against his chest as they kissed. He sneaks his hands underneath the material and begins to rub over her nipples.

"Harry!" She moaned repitedly into the kiss.

"Such pretty tits." He lifts up her bralette and attaches his mouth to her right nipple while continuing to rub her left one. Her hands go to the back of his head and she pulls on his hair. She wants his mouth but not at the same time, the feeling was overwhelming her too much.

"Fuck, Harry."

"Such a dirty mouth." He bites and pulls on her nipple before moving to her other one.

"Harryyyy!"

"I know baby, have such nice girls. Prettiest ever." He keeps on licking an biting until he sees that Lola's had enough. He looks up at her, her cheeks where red, her pupils where exploded, and there was sweat covering her forehead.

"Please, Harry."

"Please, what? Gotta be a good girl and ask for what you want." She shakes her head and pulls at his hair once again. "Say it or you won't get anything."

"Want to feel good.”

"It's okay, you can say it." He looks her in the eyes and pushes her hair back and out of her face.

"Want your cock." She said quietly.

"Can't hear you, wanna say it louder for me?"

"Want your cock." She said again, this time louder.

"Good girl, daddy's gonna make you feel good." It slips out of his mouth without any warning. He's about to retract himself when she speaks up.

"Daddy." She says before leaning up to kiss him. He reciprocated and lays her back down on the bed, holding both of her hands up with one of his. With his other hand he pushes his sweatpants and boxers out of the way. The relieve his cock felt as it was set free was something extraordinary. He then began to rub over her clothed cunt.

"So wet." He says as he feels the wet patch in her underwear.

"Please, daddy." Harry groans and manages to rip apart her underwear with one hand. He finds her clit and rolls it in between two of his fingers. Lola's hips move, trying to run away from the overstimulating feeling.

"Shh, it's okay. Don't move away, princess." He says trying to get her to stay still, it doesn't work so he has to use his legs to trap her in place. He continues to kiss her as he makes her as wet as he possibly can. He wanted his cock to be the first thing to enter her, wanted his cock to be the one to take her virginity away. He stops kissing her so he can focus on making her more wet for him. She was already dripping all over his comforter but he wanted more from her. He needed to make it the least painful he possibly could.

"Daddy." She whined as Harry began to rub the tip of his cock all over her arousal.

"How are you going to able to fit that in me?" She asked him quite concerned. She had never had anything inside of her pussy and there was simply no way his 8 inch would be able to fit inside her easily.

"It will fit, don't worry about it. I'll make sure it does." He kisses her in the lips one last time before beginning to push himself in. Lola gasps as his thick tip enters her

sharply.

"Daddy! Hurts." She whines and tears gather on her waterline.

"I know baby, it's okay. You trust me, right? Daddy just wants the best for you, princess." He coos at her and holds her hand as he moves in little by little. She was so tight it was already becoming incredibly hard for him not to burst right there. After a couple minutes he found himself completely inside of her. She was so tight it was insane, Harry had never felt anyone this tight. Harry kissed away the tears that had been falling from her eyes. It wasn't hurting Lola anymore it was just that everything felt so overwhelming. Her clit was pulsating and her pussy felt stuffed by Harry's cock.

"You can move." Lola told Harry as she felt more calm about the whole situation.

"Okay, tell me to stop at any given time if it starts to hurt again."

"I will, just go slow."

"I will." Harry assures.

Harry pulls out to his tip and goes back in slowly. He is careful to start at a slow pace not wanting to right away go too fast. Lola feels a bit of strain at first but once he builds up more of a pace she begins to feel the bubbling in her tummy once again.

"Harry." She moans as Harry begins to fuck into her.

"Not Harry, baby."

"Daddy, daddy, daddy." She moaned as Harry begin to go even faster. Her boobs now bouncing up and down at the speed.

"Yes, baby. Such a good girl, taking me so well." He praises her.

He builds up an even higher speed and Lola begins to feel an unusual overwhelming feeling all over her cunt to her tummy. She wasn't sure what it was though. Harry did however now, he could feel the way she was clenching around him. She was about to come for the first time and he was there to feel it all. He found it so erotic that this was her first time with anyone.

"Let go for me, baby. Wanna feel you." He whispered into her ear in a raspy voice. Lola did what he said and let her stomach relax. At that moment she felt something leak out of her in a rush. Harry was a bit taken a back by her warmth, he had felt it before but it all felt even better with his Lo. He continued to fuck into her as she came, keeping the same pace he had before. He wanted to make her come at least once more before he let himself come. It was becoming a bit hard to now, he could feel her cum dripping all over his balls and thighs. It was all a bit messy but he likes that.

"Feels so good." Lola manages to say, her breath had been knocked out as pleasure erupted all over her body.

"I know baby, think you can give me one more?"

"Yeah." She manages to say before the air in her lungs is knocked out again as Harry speeds up his pace incredibly. His hips fucking into her like his life depended on it.

"That's my girl, does everything I ask for." He begins to rub at her clit which only sends Lola down a bigger spiral than before.

"Daddy! Please!" She screams.

"Come with me baby." He says into her ear. His cock couldn't hold it in anymore, it felt like his balls would fall off if he didn't cum. He feels her come around him one more time but just as he is about to come he pulls out and cums all over tummy. He continues to rub her clit with one hand and works the rest of his come out of him with the other. Once he is done he collapses next to her. They stay quite for a couple minutes, taking their time to recollect themselves and catch their breaths. Harry stands up and heads to his bathroom to grab a towel to clean her up. He runs it through warm water so it won't startle her too much.

"I'm gonna clean you up." He walks over to her and opens up her legs. She whines at the feeling of her sore legs and he apologizes. He then moves it up to clean her stomach.

"Might have to take your belly ring out and clean it. I should have kept my aim away from it."

"It's okay, I clean them everyday to prevent an infection."

"That's smart, I'm glad you take care of yourself."

"Yeah, can you help me get some clothes on?" She was a bit embarrassed to ask but she was getting a little cold.

"Yeah, I'll go grab you one of my hoodies." He takes the rag and throws it in his bath to clean later. He washes his hands, cleans himself up and walks into his closet to get into some clothes too since he was still naked. He put on a pair of boxers and a black hoodie. He grabbed Lola one of his personal favorite hoodies, it was gray and had the words DAMN on it. He though it kind off fitting to Lola. He also grabbed an unused pair of boxers that she could use since he ripped her underwear.

"Lift up your arms." She does and he helps put the hoodie on her. It looks huge on her but that only made her look more adorable.

"I would recommend you pee before you put these on." He hands her the boxers.

Lola tries to stand up but fails miserably and ends up falling back on the bed.

"Need some assistance?"

"Does it look like it?" Harry chuckles and helps her up. He guides her over to the bathroom and sits her down on the toilet before walking out of the room.

"Call for me once you're done."

"Okay, thank you." She does her business and cleans herself up thoroughly. It takes a little while for her to get up but she manages on her own. She washes her hands and puts on the boxers. They where big on her but they worked. She noticed that her make up was about smudged but there was really nothing she could do to fix it so she just left if alone.

"We are limping now, that's better." Harry says with a chuckle as he watches her walk out from the bathroom and back to the bed. He had taken the time to take off the comforter and put on a new one. This one was just a darker shade of the one before.

"Shut up." She said and dropped on the bed next to him. Harry got on his side so he could look at her.

"So mean, thought you where a good girl." Harry teased.

"Only when you are nice to me." She stayed looking up at ceiling, admiring the carving and details all over it.

"I have been nice." He shuffles closer to her and rests his hand on her tummy.

"At what time are you leaving for work?" She asked taking Harry out of the bliss he had been in for the past almost 3 hours. He sighs and lays on his back.

"I should be going soon, I'm already kind of late." He said and like Lola he kept his eyes on the ceiling.

"Oh, I guess I'll leave then." She sat up but was put back down by Harry.

"I wasn't telling you to leave." He chuckled and pulled her close to him. "I will have to leave though but you are welcome to hang out here for as long as you want."

"It's okay, work matters to you. I get it." She goes to stand up again but is also stopped again by Harry.

"Just lay down for a sec." She lays back down and gets closer to Harry. Laying her head on his arm and wrapping her arm around his back. Harry smiles at her and pulls her in closer. He kisses her head and rest his chin on top of her head.

"I think we should move forward with the engagement." He says taking Lola by surprise. Today had been whiplash after whiplash for her.

"You sure?"

"I am, I realized last night that I need you in my life. Even when we didn't even know each other you brought me comfort. Knowing you where mine made me feel like everything would be okay. It still does and I want to feel like that for the rest of my life. I'm willing to move on with this relationship if you are."

"I think I want to too. I realized that I like you a lot too last night, I think we are going to be able to work this out."

"I'll try with everything in me to make this work, I promise you that."

And if there is one thing about Harry is that he never breaks his promises.

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Thank you so much for all your the likes on the first part, it truly means a lot. I will try to update again during the week but I will for sure get out two new parts next weekend.

#harry styles smut #older!harry #harry styles angsty #harry styles imagine #harry styles angst #harry styles fanfic rec #mafia harry styles #harry styles x oc #harry styles #soft harry #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfiction #mafia au

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wonderlandficarchive · 1 year

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gang/mafia au

harry is y/n’s grumpy neighbour & he has a secret by @jawllines

- part two: harry’s secret is not so secret anymore & y/n has a crush

y/n is taking care of harry’s boss & she’s smitten series by @jawllines

- part two

- part three

- part four

- part five

- part six

- part seven

mafialeader!h series by @angelisverba

gangrry series by @erodasfishtacos

only angel by @stylesharrys

gang!/punk!harry & baby!y/n by @harrysglittershirts

femme fatale by @hunflowers

gang!harry series by @satanhalsey

mafia!harry series by @shroombloomm

gold series by @slvtbible

double-edged sword by @tokyoharry

sleepy baby by @tpwkxxangel

two can play that game by @twohearts-hs

gang!harry during your period blurb by @lollypopsx

a delicate thing by @gurugirl

st. patrick by @harryscustomguccisuit

limerence by @softforcal

- part two: about time

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fic rec #harry styles mafia #harry styles gang #gang/mafia au

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harryhittiess · 8 months

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PROMISES & COMPROMISES

1. PROMISES

Summary: The Ashbluffs are in miserable conditions, and no matter what Yn's dad does, their condition remains the same. He thinks of a desperate way to make things right, but it all depends on yn.

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: mafia!harry x yn

Stumbling across the halls, y/n tried to blink her eyes open, so as to make it to her room without falling face first on the carpeted hallway.

She had drunk a lot, too much for her own good. The main reason was to take her mind off her family’s current situation.

The previous month, they were thriving. Hosting lavish mafia parties, investing in cars and houses, buying jewelry and clothes, with a price tag one could only dream of. But now, here they were, surviving on the remnants of their money, or on what was left of it.

She had no idea how they ended up like this. Even though she knew very well what caused them to go from riches to rags. She just couldn't accept the fact that her life and world had turned upside down.

Mainly, it was the pandemic. Even though it was two years ago, the ports and docks where their business landed were shut down. His father worked day and night to do arrangements and planning, to make things work even in the time of crisis. but, it just didn't work.

The people who had been loyal to their family for decades, left due to the shortage of money and security. The money started to drain, to the point that they had to prepare a monthly budget and track their daily expenses.

Life wasn’t easy. but, they were making it work, somehow. God knows for how long.

. . .

"Y/n, your father's calling you! He's in his study."

Y/n's mother yelled from the kitchen. He didn't call into his study to do small talk, and she was terrified of what it might be.

Determined and incessant tapping sounds of the steps in deadly silence of the Ashbluffs house colliding with each other and grasshoppers' song, the agitation in them woke her up from short-lived yet much needed sleep; exhaustion dancing in her body and mind, startled, rose from her bed at once, eyes narrowing in darkness of her room lighted by only pale moonlight casting through the windows to search any source of information. Although she remained unmoved, her mind wasn't. And although the room was empty, her mind was far from empty.

The soft clicking whisper coming from the wind in the garden, rushing around to declare its contrast to July midnight, making the brushes of an old and enormous oak tree slapping on them, yet it failed to enter the bedroom of hers, but coldness matched in her blood.

"He must have received some bad news" She thought, yet knowing bad news wasn't a need for him to feel that way. Their current condition isn't quite making progress, money wasn't enough, people were talking, territories were being lost, the power was fading through their fingers, disappearing like a fog of a smoke becoming void mixing into the air. The Ashbluff family was weak. The evergreen sullenness was growing in each member's heart, all aware of their unavoidable falling.

She shivered, feeling her chest tightening, core full of anxiety, but didn't know what caused her to feel that way. Is that a possible thing where a body can know what mind doesn't? She had this wavy panicky sentiment marching in her guts, stomach got mushy and cold, her throat got narrowingly heavy, and suddenly breathing felt like a distant memory. But she rose from her bed and looked for something to rest on her skin.

She thought about the things he'd say, his tone carrying a huge amount of dominance, power, anger, but most importantly sadness. She wasn't a stranger to her father's randomly risen anger sessions, on the contrary. She was confused about the reason he wanted to talk to her in this deadly hour of the night. It was no surprise that he tried his best to keep his family happy and unaware about family issues, they were always kept away from them, especially his little daughter.

All the families in the gang had their own money, power, and glory. All had their own business. And the Ashbluffs were the most powerful and dangerous one. Almost. If the Styles didn't exist in Mellifluous.

She got up from her bed, and walked to the door of her room. Swinging it open, she replied to her mom, that she'll be out in a minute.

She fixed her hair, and took in deep breaths, to prepare herself for whatever her father was about to tell her. She walked out of her room, and closed it. Walking down the stairs, she reached her father’s study, and knocked.

"Y/n?"

"Yes, dad."

"Come in."

She let herself in and closed the door behind her. The room was dark, and gloomy. She saw him sitting behind the table, on the fabric boss chair.

Y/n's father, Fulgencio Ashbluff was no ordinary man. He was far from ordinary. Inheriting a mafia business that had been running for generations, he brought nothing but immense power, wealth and domination. He was a man of wrath, and in his youth, his associates and colleagues would bow down and greet him, as respect and

admiration for his honor. He was known throughout the city as one of the most powerful and dominant figures in the underworld. He had a vast network of hitmen that he used to do his bidding, and he was feared by all who opposed him.

He had been in the business for many years and had built up an impressive reputation. He was known for his ruthlessness, and his enemies knew that it was best to stay out of his way. He had been able to build up a formidable empire, and had become almost untouchable.

He was tall and intimidating, and always used to get his way with his guns or money. He even married yn's mother by getting rid of the man that her father had chosen for him. There was a gruesome bloodbath, but, at the end of the day, they ended up together, in love.

But now, it is different. He was no longer the mighty and dominant beast that everyone feared. His hitmen had not been loyal to him and had deserted him in his time of need. He had been betrayed, and his power was slipping away.

He was left with no one to turn to, and he was feeling the effects of the betrayal. He was feeling lost and alone, and he felt that he had no one to turn to. He had to make a decision. He had to choose between his former life of power and dominance or his new life of family and responsibility. He realized that he had to make a choice, and he chose his family.

From that moment on, he became a different person. He realized that his family needed him more than anything, and he vowed to make them his top priority. He still had enemies, but he decided to focus on protecting his family and making sure they had everything they needed.

He was still a powerful figure in the mafia world, but he no longer had the same dominance that he once had. He was respected, but his power had diminished.

He was now a morally obliged man whose number one responsibility was his family. Nothing. else mattered to him anymore.

"Y/n, I need to talk to you about something."

Her breathing picked up. He didn't usually address her by her name, rather called her sweetheart or peach. This was serious.

"Yes, dad?"

"Y/n, I believe you are aware of the present circumstances of our family."

"Yes, dad. I'm aware."

"And to proceed with that, I am going to ask you for something that is very big. But, desperate times call for desperate measures. And what I'm about to ask isn't exactly desperate, but that is a major decision in your life that you would have wanted to take for yourself. And I would be the last person to oppose the wishes and dreams of my peach, but you have to understand. Try. Please. For your poor father."

He looked so…defeated. Sad. Broken.

"What is it, dad?"

"I want you to marry Harry Styles. The son of Edmund Styles."

Yn was stunned. Dumbfounded, if you will. Of all the things she had imagined, all the worst scenarios, this wasn’t even at the bottom of her list.

"Wh-What?"

"Sweetheart, I know this is a lot to ask. This may be the most important decision of your life. And I'm incredibly sorry that I have to ask you to do this. But, the condition of our family and us, is not completely reliable. There's not much left, and I want us to be safe, especially your mother and you. I have done everything I could, but that just doesn't seem to work anymore. I don't want an answer now, think about it. Take your time. But, think about our family, Yn. You are the last sliver of hope that's left for us. I never would've imagined that I would have to stoop so low and drop to such levels. The marriage will patch our wounds, and prevent us from bleeding any further."

She just stared at him as he explained everything.

She definitely needed some time to think about it, to process everything.

"And Yn, Harry is a nice man. He is powerful, and holds an entire empire in the palm of his hands. And despite all that, he is just a little arrogant. He will care for you, take care of you. He will protect you and keep you safe."

Yn nodded, and lowered her head.

"You can go to sleep, if you want. We'll talk in the morning. Or whenever you are ready, we'll talk."

"Okay, dad."

She walked out, closing the door behind her.

. . .

Going back to her room, Yn threw herself on the bed. The windows were open, the wind rustling through the trees as it blew through them. Some leaves and flowers landed along the window, but she didn't care.

Yn thought for a long time. She loved her father and didn't want to see him worry anymore. But marrying someone she didn't know was a big decision. Sure, Harry was everything a woman could want in marriage, more even. But marrying him after barely knowing him, made her mouth go dry.

Their marriage would be one of the biggest and most powerful alliances in Mellifluous. No one would even bat an eye with her family after their union. This would ensure the safety of her mother and father, and her brother, who had barely seen the wrongdoers of this pathetic world.

Still, the idea of giving up her freedom and her love to a stranger weighed heavily on her mind. She thought about all the things her father had said about Harry and his wealth and power. But ultimately, she decided that it was worth it.

She would marry Harry Styles.

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stylessupremacy · 2 years

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"I risked my fucking life for you,harry!"

Mafia!harry

Someone must have caught wind of one of Harry’s drops and took his product. Whoever it was must have no common sense. Don't they know they're fucking with the most dangerous mafia leader?

Harry is the leader of the English Mafia and is one of the most dangerous men to walk the earth. Actually, scratch that, he is the most dangerous man to walk the earth.

Nobody in the mafia world knows who Y/n is and how she is Harry’s girlfriend ironically. How she ended up with him is beyond the knowledge of anybody.

But she helps Harry out a lot since nobody knows who she is. If Harry needs her to scope out some people and ‘buy’ some product just so he can attack she’ll do it. She’ll do anything for the man she loves.

Like any other plan, Y/n is trying to be sneaky and listen to a gang's plan on how to sabotage the English Mafia's drop happening tomorrow. Harry caught wind they were having a meeting tonight.

Y/n hid around the corner behind some storage units so if anybody walked past - she could quickly hide. When moving too quickly as a guard walked by, she bumped into it and caused ruckus.

Knowing the members heard her she took off and managed to dodge all the bullets they shot at her. She quickly made it out of the building and into the waiting car with Harry and the men waiting to fire if need be.

"Harry, what the fuck was that? You didn't tell me they were also planning to attack our team!" Y/n barked at Harry. She was pissed because she put her life at risk not knowing what Harry already knew.

"Look m'sorry okay? I didn't think they would come after you like that," Harry said as he kept his eyes on the road - knowing he was in the wrong.

"I just risked my fucking life for you, Harry! And all I get is a sorry?" Y/n's voice laced with sarcasm as she was ready to bounce on Harry and give him a good ass whooping.

"Look how about when we attack, I'll let you keep one of the men to bring back to the warehouse to torture, deal?" Harry proposed knowing that was Y/n's specialty but Harry didn't let Y/n do it very often.

"Deal."

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hii do you have any mafia harry recs?? im obsessed with your mini series but i need more 😭

Hi!! Omg AMAZING question!! First of all, thank you, this is so nice 😭😭

Second, @harrystylesficrecs has made an incredible list (Here!) of some awesome mafia stories!! I'm gonna use their list for my rec because it's such a wonderfully made list and much more extensive than mine would be 😭

I hope this helps somewhat and I hope you find some incredible new stories to dive into!!

#harry styles #mafia!harry #fic rec

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lookingforficsss · 2 years

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Hello hello— so I'm in desperate need, I've been trying to find this one fic for days now but haven't had any luck!!

Basically, it's where Harry Styles is a part of this gang run by Simon Cowell, and the reader accidentally gets involved with him when selling weed for her friend where Harry basically hijacks her car. Long story short, she goes to the cops despite being threatened, the cops of course have already been paid off, and she gets turned over to the gang. Harry is able to bargain for her life by saying he was super impressed with her driving skills (and this is because her dad was a nascar driver in the past) and wants to have her as his getaway driver. This is about as much as I can remember (other than there being really hot smut in a parking garage on his car 🥴🥴), and if anyone could link this fic to me it would be very much appreciated!!!

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #harry styles fandom #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fic #harry styles x reader #harry styles gang #harry styles mafia #harry styles gang au #gang!harry #gang leader harry styles x reader #fic rec #fic recs #fic rec help

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gurugirl · 1 year

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Gurugirl's Wattpad & Tumblr Fic Recs

Anything you read in these masterlists won’t disappoint but I’ve picked my absolute favorites from each blog and listed below.

NOTE: I did my best to include all my faves here but I've probably forgotten a few. I intend to add to this list (may need to make a part 2 once I hit my mentions and link limits) because I'm always reading new fics so come back often!

Angst recs (all taken from list below but specific to the more angsty ones)

Daddy kink

Enemies to lovers

Summer vibes & party fics

Personal faves from my own writings

Other blogs I love

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@1d1195

One Shot: Right Here: one bed, nightmares, enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort, childhood "friendship," coworker Harry, grumpy/sunshine (I'll let you guess who's who), etc. etc. etc.

@a-strange-familiar

Series: His Memories (3 parts): you and Harry broke up few months back but still love each other. And after all these months you see him again in a party. All memories you tried to push back in your head came back with a powerful speed.

@adorebeaa

One shot: Undo Me: YN reveals a kink in front of best friend!Harry, who is curious…

@awideworldoffanfics

Series: Milking the Grip (5 parts): Harry Styles is a single dad who golfs every Tuesday. Y/N is his babysitter who also happens to work at the golf course he goes to. They’ve never run into each other there. Until they do.

@be-with-me-so-happily

Series: My Way Back Home: YN is left to figure out what to do when the love of her life, Harry, does not remember loving her. (AU)

Series: Don't Worry Darling: Y/N has her first big break as an actress as she lands the leading role in 'Don't Worry Darling'. The only problem is that her co-star is Harry Styles, who she feels has a very big ego. Tensions rise the more they film. All kinds of tension...

One Shot: Friendly Favor: When YN's best friend Harry asks for a favor, she knows it'll be difficult, but she loves him too much to say no. However, it's a dumb plan, and those usually don't end how you think they will.

Series: Laceleaf: Gemma is definitely Cassidy James' favourite Styles family member, considering they are best friends and all. And especially considering that Harry Styles is Gemma's smug and self-centered younger brother. Her life isn't perfect, and neither is she, but she knows for a fact that anything involving Harry gets messy.

@bopbopstyles

Masterlist (anything you pick here will be a pleasure - seriously)

@fkinavocado

Series: Daddy Issues: in which you’ve got textbook daddy issues and when your tool of a younger brother brings a sweet doe eyed girlfriend home for Thanksgiving and you end up offering her a ride home, you meet just the man to fix them. (daddy!harry, dilf!harry)

Series: Hard Candy: in which Harry owns a candy store and he just loves giving good girls special treats… especially after closing time (candyman!Harry)

One Shots & Blurbs: Long Hair Harry One Shots & Blurbs

@freedomfireflies

Series: Playboy: Welcome to 1965, where the women are loose, and the morals are looser. Here you'll meet Michelle and Harry. You don't need to know too much about them. Just that they're both incredibly bold...and incredibly jealous. The summer of June 1965 was a rather wild one for the Playboy Bunnies but even more wild for our two dear friends. Stick around and I'm sure they'll be happy to tell you all about it. You just have to promise one little thing... Don't tell Hefner.

Series: Teach Me: 5 parts - Harry needs a little practice in the art of Eating Pussy, and who better to ask for help than his best friend?

Series: Mafia!harry: 2 parts so far - more to come - Your mafia boss boyfriend, Harry, has been a little neglectful of his most prized possession. But he's found the perfect way to make it right. Exhibition kink!!

@goldenbuckyyy

Series: Illicit Affairs: A series of events between your affair with Harry. (Cheating together)

@harryistheonlyoneforme

One Shot: Little Freak: pairing: dbf harry x reader (so hot - so many kinks all in one little shot - must read)

@harrywritingsbyme

Sneaking Around (a series of shorts): Best friends dad - FUCKING HOT

@helladirections

Series: Brother's Best Friend: Harry is YN’s brother’s best friend, and YN isn’t a little kid anymore. Ft. dom/sub, rough sex, and soft words.

One Shot: Under Summer Skies: Harry and YN are longtime best friends back for another summer as the Dream Team on staff. Featuring getting called out by 12 year olds, two dumb best friends who can’t see what’s right in front of them, and lots of stargazing.

One Shot: Moka Pot: Do you think you can maybe do y/n and Harry having a slow morning routine? Like drinking tea together, doing skin together, basically just doing everything together?

@itslottiehere

One Shot: I Don't Want to Hear About Him (angsty): bff!harry writes a song about bff!reader.. and her boyfriend.

@jawllines

Harry is Y/n's Criminology Instructor (2 parts)

Harry is a single dad and y/n is surprisingly good at babysitting (2 parts)

Harry & y/n are witches, they hate eachother, and something's coming (3 parts)

Y/n knows something she shouldn't and Harry does what on Fridays? (4 parts) - Boxer!harry

Harry is a grumpy mechanic and y/n just can't stop talking (4 parts)

@jarofstyles

King of the Jungle (multi part series): Y/N’s family works for a wildlife preservation society and Harry is king of the jungle or tarzan!harry

Lone Wolf (multi part series): Harry is a grumpy alpha who has given up on finding his mate or werewolf!harry

Beauty & the Beast (multi part series): Harry is a moody, withdrawn but successful creature who needs a companion who can tend to his… needs.

@lemoncrushh

Series: The Entertainer: Set in the 70s, Sky Jones meets Harry Styles, an up and coming musician and soon-to-be rockstar. The Entertainer Part II

One Shot: Dressing For Revenge: Still heartbroken from finding your ex cheating on you, you go to a nightclub with your friend Kelsie, where not only do you run into your ex, but also a handsome gentleman who’s willing to help you get over him. Part II

@lukesaprince

Series: Intruder: You were an outside hire for a promotion Harry wanted, and he despises you for it. The hatred is mutual since Harry is a bit of an asshole, until the day of an important presentation where the tension is finally dealt with - A very steamy enemies to lovers romance (domrry)

Series: The Roommate Series: After Y/N’s best friend and roommate Alex decides to move out, she’s desperate for someone to take her place. Alex seems to have found the solution in a British fresh-to-New-York musician who ticks all the boxes. He just happens to be insanely attractive and charismatic… what could go wrong? (friends to lovers)

Series: Fratboy!harry You Can Pretend All You Want: You hate fratboys and everything they stand for, so you decide to prove one wrong by sleeping with him… safe to say it backfires (fratboy!harry, enemies to lovers).

Series: Rich: Neighbour/Older!Harry. A Summer dogsitting job for Mr. Styles is a dream come true for any broke uni student. He's rich, gorgeous and finally fucks you after your weekly dinner together. A series that follows two neighbours who end up in a sexual relationship.

@moonchildstyles

Series: Aster: Harry is a tattoo artist and y/n just wants to know if he's like this all the time or if he just doesn't like her. tattoo artist!harry / lhh!harry

Series: Citrine: Harry's a witch and it's been along time since since he's been around anyone new, but there's no way he was getting y/n out of his head. witch!harry

Series: Chiaroscuro: y/n needed a job but this place is strange and the owner is even stranger. vampire!harry

Series: Prosecco: Harry is just on the edge of 30 and y/n is someone he's sure he shouldn't get involved with. until she seeks him out anyway, and he realizes no one has ever really shown her how she should be treated. older!harry

@0oolookitsme

One Shot: Dazzled: In which Harry has an uneasy feeling about Y/n’s new mission but the devil ignores his guts’ screams. But the vampire as well as his fiancé, Y/n, isn’t dumb and is quick to listen and take some weight off of his shoulders. They both soon find out, why, he was feeling uneasy.

One Shot: Anything For You... And I: SMUTTY!!!! Dwd!Harry x Dwd-Character!Y/n

@0nlythrowharrybeaux

Friends Share (2 parts):Harry & Y/N have been practically perfect roommates for several years but the appearance of a hot new neighbor creates an unexpected shift in their relationship.

Unavailable (2 parts): Y/N has a very specific preference for unavailable/inappropriate people and Harry is her therapist who is supposed to help her work through this.

@pleasingforharry

Moans & Elevator Music (2 parts): Y/N is in a rush for an interview at her new job, but her luck gives out when the elevators shut down due to a sudden power outage. At least she isn’t alone.

@purplekiwis

Breaking the Ice (2 parts): Hockey!Harry x Skater!Y/N It’s no secret that as a figure skater, you’re fed up with the local hockey team being treated like royalty… and your ex’s status as a player isn’t helping much either.

In the Witching Hours (will be 3 parts): Wizard!Harry x Witch!Y/N; Soulmates AU An emergency admission to the hospital gives rise to a series of strange events but luckily, there’s a cute, shy wizard around…

One shot: Tentmate: Friends With Benefits Y/N has always hated camping… until her and Harry got stuck together in the same tent. (This one is smutty AF)

@s-brant

Series: The Getaway Car: In a drug deal gone wrong, Y/N, daughter to a famous racecar driver, finds herself behind the wheel of a car with a gun to her head. A masked man named Harry demands she helps him evade the authorities, so she does the only thing she knows how to. She drives.

One Shot: Midas Touch: The night before they leave to spend Christmas with his family, a conversation with their friends makes Harry and Y/N confront the future of their marriage.

@stylesloveclub

Series: Pleasing: In which y/n is a broke waitress, and Harry is a Michelin star chef who thinks she’s cuter than a puppy.

@swiftmendeshoran

Series: Curvy Secret/No More Secrets Daddy: Dad's best friend (dbf!) Harry x plus size reader

@watchmegetobsessed

Series: The Sun Will Rise: You’re glad to be back at college and away from your family. Everything is back to its normal, but you have a little issue: you told your family you’d bring a date to your sister’s wedding, but you have no actual partner. An unexpected deal is made with the person you couldn’t even consider to be your friend: Harry can take the spare room in your apartment for the semester if he’ll be your date for the wedding. But can you actually live together with a guy who obviously dislikes you and you have no idea why? Can you fool your parents into thinking you’re dating Harry? And what will they think about him? Nothing is ever good enough to them, nothing that’s not as perfect as your sister, Alice.

Series: Wildest Fantasies: You’ve been struggling to finish your assignment for Professor Styles’ Creative Writing class. Inspiration is seem to be avoiding you, so to relieve some stress, you mess around with your roommates and write a rather dirty fiction of the hot professor everyone is into on campus. Due to a fatal mistake however, you end up uploading the wrong file as your attachment to your assignment and your wildest fantasies end up in the hands of the person they are about.

Good Girl (Part 2): sugardaddy!Harry / CEO!Harry x Reader

@writerpetals (writes optional male lead smut but you can easily imagine any male *coughharrycough* as the males are described as tall, well-built, with a nice head of hair - read anything this author writes - it's good, you will find almost any trope - ENJOY)

One Shot: Lakeside: werewolf!au, werewolf x reader

@zayndrivesmeinvain

Series (wip): The One That Got Away: In which Harry and Alena were college sweethearts, however, all of that has changed and the only thing keeping in contact is the fact that they have a child together. Is it possible for them to even get to a normal standing friendship or is that long gone? dadrry x oc | single dad!harry

i hit my link limits so was unable to insert link to part one of their series. check out their masterlist and you'll find it!

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1-800-TITS = @1800titz (added May 21)

Series: The Devil is a Gentleman: "My name is Eros," the masked male cocks his head a smidge at her, and, if only slightly through the shadow casts between the parted zipper, Isla catches sight of a smile tugging at his lips on the latter fragment of his statement, "But you already know that. I'd hope, anyways. We've had a chat. Or two." His lips - his mouth. Isla ogles the latex through the peepholes of her own and wonders what shape the rest of his features take, what carves and forges his face, how his nose slopes, the assemblage of it all. "I think I recall, vaguely," she teases. "Mm. Vaguely. I'll take note of that. Well, although we are acquainted," Eros smooths his fingertips over the arm of the chair, a lavish facade of plastic masquerading. The latter fragment of his statement prompts the steady bump of her heart to spur behind her ribcage. "You will address me as Master." Isla swallows. Despite her prior train of thought looping so intently on the tracks to decipher what she believes he'd look like beneath his mask, it's entirely derailed by the serious note in his previously light cadence. She wonders how a mere introduction manages to send such a thrilling rush rolling down her spine. Eros leans forward, forearms braced to his splayed thighs, almost as if to bend to her level. "Or Sir. Master, Sir, it's all the same to me. Your preference." OR the one in which there's a sex club, Greek stage names, the exploration of boundaries, an open house, a pair of dress shoes, and two sides of the same coin.

_miiki

Series: Artwork & Aquarelle: "Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away.

Aggressivelyfriendly = @aggresivelyfriendly

Series: Who Names the Colors: In the last year, Joanne Smith Giles, has once again become Jo Smith. In another heartbreaking turn of events, she's also the single mother of an infant, again. She knows she can do this on her own, and better at 40 than 19, but it seems weird to be launching a son into manhood, a new career as an art professor, and changing nappies all in one day. She is so thankful when Ethan, her boy, comes home from Uni. Jo could use the help. His best friend, Harry, comes round too. And his launch into manhood may be another heartbreaking turn, for all of them

ErinAlterEgo = @yourwattpadmom

Series: Late night Talking: Alex is craving something at night, and it's not ice cream. Encouraged by her husband to explore a polyamory relationship to meet some of her more....eclectic tastes, she finds herself on a dating app for the first time in her life. She expected maybe some interesting experiences, possibly her first one-night stand ever. She didn't expect to meet a man who made her question everything about herself. Harry is on a new path in his life that is exciting and different than he ever could have imagined. He's looking for excitement, experiences, but definitely not love and attachment. When he meets Alex, he sees a whole new path that he's unsure he wants to go down, but finds it hard to resist.

Hitterj (love all of her stuff!)

Series: All This Time: The coming-of-age story of Harry and Riley who have known each other for years, but never actually knew each other. They've spent countless nights at the same parties, shared a few drinks and glances, they're even on track to graduate top of their class. What happens when out of nowhere they start to connect? Like an invisible string pulls them together, so they can experience life and love and heartbreak. Riley and Harry learn a lot about themselves, and ultimately have to choose what's best for their future no matter how difficult that can be. But does love find a way? After all this time?

Series: Kiwi: If you don't know about this one by now... go read it - super duper smutty and sweet and angsty

Series: Sweet Little Lies: All her life, Ivy Malone has known what her family was. She grew up in the deep, unforgiving world of the mob. Ivy hates her position in life, knowing that her life was never fully hers. Harry Styles was cold. He trusted almost no one, especially his family. He had learned quickly that everyone was waiting for him to fail... to fall. An empire built by his father from the blood and bones of those who stepped in his way was all he had, no matter how much he hated it. He had no choice but to carry on the legacy. And marrying Malone's daughter was the next step in fortifying their defense. With new rivals making a move for power and a mysterious figure haunting the crime families of Queenstown, Ivy and Harry have to learn to live together. A bad start leads them down a tumultuous, passionate, and downright dangerous path, but maybe they were exactly what the other needed to live the life they always craved.

MysteryMixtapes (Just go read all their stuff)

Series: Stall & Stall 2: Violence/gangs/dark

Series: Perspective: Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying?

Series: Unforgettable: "If it feels so right, how can it be wrong?"

Peanutboyfriend (read all of Birdie's stuff - you won't regret it)

Series: Aerial: In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is.

Petit_cerise

Series: Devil's Due & Devil's Desire: Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back.

Sunflowersnstuff

Series: One Word & Wonderland: We're all mad here, it's Wonderland.

ThousandYearsOfHope

Series: Lonely Nights: Willow Mackey is a quiet girl, but she is fiercely loyal and will never lie to you. Harry Styles is her brother's best friend, and someone she'll always have a soft spot for. Grown up and no longer shielded by their ages, lines start to blur, and mistakes keep being made. For the first time in her life, Willow realises that sometimes, the truth is too painful to hear. But how could she ever say no to the one person that's always understood her better than she understands herself?

Series: Pretty Boy: One night of impulse shouldn't lead to much for Joni Lewis, but when she meets the alluring Harry Styles, an opportunity arises that she can't ignore. A Harry Styles short story inspired by Pretty Woman.

Writhali (I really like everything I've read by Thali)

Series: Ambit: Gangs/violence/action/SMUT - "Hell's boring, Birdie." He claims, that cold, dead stare back to his eyes. "And this, this is what I call a Monday night."

#gurugirl fic recs #harry styles #harry styles smut #harry x reader #harry styles fic #my faves

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blouisparadise · 4 months

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics that feature breastfeeding or lactation. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Come Here (And Rescue Me) | General Audiences | 2,139 words

“It’s because of people like you that the world is going to the dogs.” The woman barked with scorn. Her eyes were as dark as her soul and Louis held Apollo closer when he started to whimper, being very in tune with his surroundings. “Breastfeeding in a park? Where do you think you are? We’re not in one of these poorly developed countries where you can act in such a discourteous way and…” “I’m sorry, but could you get lost?”

2) Effervescent Opal, Say My Name | Mature | 3,463 words

Louis has an oversupply of milk after his first pregnancy and Harry wants nothing more than to suck him dry.

3) Stuck On Me, Stuck On You | Not Rated | 8,738 words

It’s not a big deal that Harry and Louis grew up together, and not a big deal that Harry is in love with Louis since he can remember. But it’s a big deal that Louis is pregnant and has no idea who the father is.

4) Could Start A Cult | Explicit | 8,750 words

He lowers down the top that Louis is wearing, successfully unclasping his nursing bra as well, letting Louis’ tits bounce at the sudden movement. Harry massages both breasts to stimulate the milk flow, and he can feel his cock hardening inside his pants.

5) I Don't Want To Close My Eyes (I Don't Want To Miss A Thing) | Explicit | 13,605 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis is married to Liam and pregnant with his child. Liam isn't ready to be a father, but Dr. Harry Styles is more than willing.

6) Three's A Crowd, Four's A Party | Mature | 16,569 words

"Morgan, sweetie, mommy and daddy have something we want to talk to you about." The little girl looks at them confused, having no idea what's about to happen. "First I want to tell you that we love you very much and nothing will ever change that, okay?" "I love you too!" Louis smiles. "What we wanted to talk to you about is that there's going to be some changes around here soon." "Why?" "Because mommy's having a baby."

7) Mob Boss Omega | Mature | 16,786 words

Mafia "any organized group using extortion and other criminal methods" In all definitions, I am in line for the throne. As the son of a mob boss I'm set to inherit everything my father has built up. He's always been set on expanding though and who better to use than his overprotected omega son. That's me in case you're wondering. The crown omega prince of the mob.

8) Baby, Loving You’s The Real Thing | Explicit | 21,011 words

Harry never thought he’d be taking care of a child at the age of twenty-one—well, trying to anyway.

9) Fell For You | Explicit | 26,136 words

A crime investigation fic in which Detective Louis Tomlinson and Detective Harry Styles are tasked to solve a case together where Louis hates Harry Styles or does he?

10) For Your Eyes Only | Not Rated | 26,501 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis likes to feel beautiful and taken care of. Harry is just the person to help. They figure it out together.

11) Just Forget The World | Explicit | 42,861 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Louis is the last person on earth who can get pregnant after the birthrates decreased then completely stopped twenty years before and in search for someone with good genetics and a family tree Harry is chosen to mate with him.

12) I'm Me When I'm With You | Mature | 86,123 words

AU in which Louis finally is able to attend the University he’s been dreaming off: Queens University. But fate works in mysterious ways and it certainly doesn’t care about your dreams nor your plans. No, fate had a whole other future planned for him the moment he met the popular, gorgeous and mighty Alpha named, Harry Styles who accidentally impregnates him after a one nightstand… Accidents happen, but not all accidents are bad.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#bottom louis #top harry #larry #fic recs #blp #blp fic recs #breastfeeding #lactation #mpreg

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overallrry · 2 years

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harry styles fic rec master list

✩ a list of all kinds of harry styles fics ✩

harry styles au's:

older/age gap best friends dad

werewolf vampire

brothers best friend ceo

demon dads best friend

best friends brother tattoo artist

mafia/gang sugar daddy

professor nerd

prince/royal frat boy/college

roommate neighbor

pornstar supernatural

bodyguard famous

best friends boxer

golfer

smut:

safe words camboy

subspace daddy kink

mommy kink

tropes/plots:

cheating angst pt. 1

angst pt. 2 series

enemies to lovers soulmates

reader au's:

plus size

inexperienced/virgin

#harry styles fic rec #harry styles fic recs #harry styles fics #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles angst

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smuttyaf · 4 months

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The Business

𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰; 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

wc: 4.9k

i made harry v manipulative, ik i need help, i’ll see my therapist this week

“Don’t worry it ain’t mine.”

He makes his way across the room dumping the pile of red and green bills into the sink, his forehead glistens with sweat sweeping over his face, curls sticking along his temples as blood stains cover the white button up.

“Oh my god,” You gasp, fingers dropping the Vogue magazine nearly tripping over your feet rushing towards him. You lean over the island with mouth agape looking at him switch on the facet and begin washing his hands, droplets of blood running down the sink.

“Harry, what happened?” He’s tugging off his ruined blazer, hands going to roll up his sleeves while looking at the money.

“It was fucking unbelievable baby, lemme tell you,” He fumes, pushing away from the sink to cross the room towards the bar.

Harry is ranting about what he’s covered in, hands grabbing the bottle of dark whiskey to pour a glass. The clashing of the cups have your gaze turning away and towards him. The navy tie you wrapped around his neck this morning is drench as he swallows the liquor, his hands shaking with adrenaline, pupils dilated, and breath drawing out heavy; the only thing you can do is rub his shoulders looking up at him with concern eyes.

“Look at this shirt! Look at it, it’s fuckin— ruined!” He takes a swing of his drink. “It happened so fast… Shelly took us to the money… and I’ll tell you something, Mickey he knows his shit, he does!” You back away from his raging tone, fingers wrapping together in front of you listening intently.

“So Shelly takes us to the money, right, it’s in this safe and we have him on his knees when he opens it,” He pauses drinking the rest of his whisky in one go before pouring himself another glass. “I’m looking at this guy thinking to myself holy fuck! How the fuck was he able to do this, steal two million right from under our nose when bang.” He slams the bottle of whisky down hard on the counter beginning to faintly laugh at what happens.

“Johnny caps him, he caps Shelly!” He’s shouting, body turning and stepping towards you with free hand making drastic gestures. “Blood goes flying everywhere! All over me! All over the money! I have no idea if this is even all of it.” Harry swallows back the alcohol while your watching him with heavy eyes crossing your arms over your chest, you can’t help but think to yourself how when even upset with neck going red and thundering voice, Harry still looks so handsome.

“And right then, I go through the roof and punch the dumb son’ of a bitch! I punch him Y/N, right in his dumb fucking face, I didn’t give a shit whose son he was! I just wanted to hit him again, smack some sense into the idiot,” Your eyes immediately look at his bruise knuckles covered in dried blood.

“I mean look at the shit that I gotta fucking deal with now!” He continues, walking off with drink in one hand and other pointing angrily at the money in the sink.

“What are you going to do with it?” You ask turning around, your heels click against the floor boards as Harry begins going through the cabinets.

“I told them to run it through the cycle ya’ know but no! Mickey calls up the old man and he has no other plans so he wants to pick up the money tomorrow night!” Your heart picks up with eyes going wide, Lorenzo coming over tomorrow! You follow over to Harry crouched under the sink. “Where’s the laundry detergent?”

“It’s in the linen cabinet.” You say, eyes floating back to the pile. The sound of him walking off to retrieve it sounds in your ears while you never take your gaze off what sits in front of you.

Two million, all in hundreds, just there. It was alarming that this is where you found yourself six months into your relationship with Harry. You knew from your friends at the gentlemen’s club that he was part of a certain ‘business’ but, once you saw him actually taking the relationship serious and begun confiding, you found out that he had serious connections, and it was clear then what your options were; stay at Jaspers or be a good little doll and spend the rest of your time by his side.

You’ve experienced crazy shit in the last six months together, but nothing like this. The rest of your night was spent cleaning money; soaking it in laundry detergent, hanging them as if they were on a clothing line, Harry would then press them out with an iron before running it through the money counter. That’s all you heard that afternoon, the sound of money. Eventually, six months turns into four years and what you experienced that night didn’t even shake what you’ve seen for the remainder of your relationship. It use to be easy; being able to block out the blood, the screaming, the fighting; you remember not even flinching when waiting in Harry’s Rolls at the shed of light from the assassination outside the car. It weighs on your mind heavy that you’ve grown accustomed to the violence that you’ve begun questioning when you lost your humanity?

You remember feeling scared to shoot a gun when he took you to the range, and now you didn’t even budge. So many things became so normalized to you that in the last four months you were having a realization about the life you once lived and how you became so desensitized. You remember when all you would do is relax: go to the spa, get facials, go shopping, weekly manicures and pedicures appointments until now, you don’t even remember what it’s like to have a night out with your girlfriends since you’re always by Harry’s side.

“Please! I’m sorry! Please!”

Lenny is screaming as the sound of his face smashing against the toilet thunders from inside the bathroom. Your heart is hammering in your chest, teeth biting down on the cherry stain flesh as you feel tears begin to swell your eyes.

“You want to fuck with him right, so now ya’ have to deal with us!” Johnny shouts over him with the sound of gargling being heard next. You immediately press the blend option on the margarita machine to drown out the screaming being heard through the door.

Moments like this make you wish you kept your little condo, how you would have used it for instances like this where Harry would bring someone over to interrogate. You loved the large windows and open living room, it was the perfect size for you. Remember having sleepovers with your friends or lounging in on a Sunday afternoon just in your oversized t-shirt and underwear. You missed your old life, the one that wasn’t filled with bloodshed.

The smell of Baccarat Rouge fills your nose with the feel of warm hands gathering your hair onto one shoulder before they’re trailing down your hips, lips pressing against the skin of your neck when he wraps himself around you. Sucking in a shaky breath, your fingers release the button causing the crushed ice to halt its movements.

“Harry, I’m leaving.” You state, eyes looking at the light green mixture as your fingers fall to the marble counter. You turn around in his hold with tears brimming your eyes, Harry looks at you with a frown on his face, the hands on your waist pull you deeper into him.

“What… why?” He questions, a smile soon shines. “I didn’t use the good towel.”

You roll your eyes pushing him away as you lace your arms together looking up at him upset. “I’m serious Harry. I can’t take this anymore,” You rush, brushing past him with beating heart as you begin making your way towards the stairs. The last couple of months you would tell him that this was becoming too much to bare; screaming men, blood stain clothes and white powder being the only thing you’ve seen for the last four years, you’re tired of it.

That makes him rush to grasp your hands in both of his, pulling you back into him with the sound of muffle crying ringing throughout the space causing you to break. Lonesome tears trail down your cheeks when he tugs you back into his chest, your swallowing quick breaths looking at the white door and the activities going on behind it.

“Why? Ah’ you see,” His hand tearing away from yours and going to wipe your tears. Just like always, the simple gesture has you remembering why you fell in love with him in the first place, not what’s partaking in the background. “Baby that’s what I love about you, you’re so sensitive.” Harry spreads his fingers along your heated cheeks to reach and cup your jaw in his hand. He’s holding you there just like when he rocks into your throat beautifully, he knows what he’s doing, knows that the thoughts that are flowing in his mind is also flowing in yours.

“But I like you here…” He says, stepping in with his lips brushing against yours. “I want you to stay.” His lips sink to touch, your eyes slipping shut as the delicious taste of him seeps in your mouth. The hands once tangled with his run against the material of his chest. Honey bourbon gracing itself on your tongue as he twists himself around you, only making you hum pleasantly before pulling away from him.

“You know… this is hard on me too,” He mutters stepping forward to rock you back and fourth, running kisses down the curve your neck as his hands leave their place and grip your backside. Harry knew what to do just to have you right where he wants, have you drunk off just the small taste of him.

“I’ll tell Johnny to shut him up okay? Is that okay baby?” He whispers in your ear. You swallow hesitantly while nodding your head. Harry reaches into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet he takes out his credit card and waves it in front of your face, small smile on his lips while you have a straight one. “Even better get out of the house and go shopping.” He doesn’t even wait for you to react, he shoves it in your palm before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

Pulling away from you his body turns to open the drawers few rows down, he’s grabbing a pair of clippers that make you look away from the metal and back to the melting ice. His footsteps echo against the wooden flooring as he opens the door to the bathroom, the cries are much louder with the shuffle of moving feet.

“Shut this guy up would ya’ Johnny.”

This was the routine lately, say you’re leaving and him winning you back with sweet words and his touch. Telling you to go shopping or on vacation if it was weighing down on your mind that much, this was how it always was now. Chauffeur, champagne, and spending your time in Saint Laurent just thinking about how you got here. If this dream life of being apart of the mafia was what you expected or what your friends gushed about.

You spent your whole evening stepping into each store and buying whatever looks good on you without checking the tag. It’s funny that was what you did now, you use to penny pinch and save your last by the time it was payday till you reached Jaspers. Now, you only shop at name brand stores and dine at restaurants you never thought you would be seated in. The reality of your dreams came true but to what expense? You didn’t have anyone to do it with but Harry. Friends beginning to feel scared around you, security becoming suspicious among normal civilians which leads you to the point where you’re here right now, drinking champagne by yourself in Vivienne Westwood.

By the time you made it home Harry was sitting on the couch, slouched over on his knees with the highlights of the baseball game this afternoon playing. His head snaps towards the elevator, smile on his face as you step through, the chauffeur politely placing your bags on the table next to the entrance before smiling to leave.

“Did you buy the whole store?” He chirps, lips widening as you make your way towards the sofa and place the rest of your shopping on the coffee table. You fit yourself next to him, your arm lying against the cushion while your elbow props up your head.

Harry turns towards you his eyes roaming amongst your face till they fall on the long sleeve black dress you ventured out in, his stare drinking you in as he looks at your lips longingly. You let him admire you through, remembering when he first saw you at Jaspers and he would look at you like this, trying to control himself from pining you down and having his way. As he cherishes your beauty you can’t help but do the same. His hair dishevelled with gel as loose curls fall across his forehead, there are buttons undone exposing his chest tattoos with his flesh red and cheeks glowing from the alcohol in his system, even in this state he looks so dazzling. Licking your bottom lip it breaks his trance, he reaches over and lights a cigarette as he leans back into the couch.

“I wish you would stop smoking those,” You say, hand going to the curls by his neck.

“I wish you would stop telling me you’re leaving.” Turning to look at you with liquor on his breath and eyes glossy, he draws in his cigarette. Biting down on the inside of your cheek, you break the gaze and let them lead to the white and orange bags in front of you, fingers dropping from his neck you card them through your hair and shake your head.

“I don’t know when I became so use to it H. I —I feel like I’m not me anymore?” You confide, tone small while he nods his head, still looking at you when he’s inhaling as his free hand begins running up your thigh.

“I understand baby, you know I understand.” He coos, the smell of whiskey fills your nose as he moves in deeper. His addicting aura swaying you with the way his presence is so magnetic; he wasn’t even touching you intimately, yet already you were under his control.

“It’s hard sometimes but that’s why I do this job, right… and that’s why you,” He’s tearing the hand away from his lips and letting his thumb run against your cheek, your eyes move away from the bags and lock with his green ones. “You sit and look pretty, yeah?” He says nodding his head. You push your lips together, gaze dropping to the cross hanging on his chest.

“Is that all I am to you now?” You question. “Just a pretty face?”

His thumb doesn’t stop its movements and his gaze doesn’t wavier when he shakes his head either. He was so intimidating with his tactile actions and slow movements. It didn’t help that he was handsome too, because even when you’re questioning your place in Harry’s life your panties are dripping with the way he’s looking at you.

“You already know that but, you also know that I love you for reasons more than your beauty.” Voice deep and dripping in honey as he searches your eyes; like when he had you to himself for the first time, staring at you as if he could see right through, as if he knew every thought brewing. He’s taking the cigarette back between his lips to suck on the batch before throwing it into the ashtray.

“I know I haven’t been around here lately, know I’ve been out dealing with everything but I need you here, keep my bed nice and warm, right?” Nodding your head, you lean off your arm and take Harry’s hands into yours. Feeling over every prominent vein and bone, running the pads of your fingertips over his knuckles as his lips press into the side of your neck, cologne and smoke immediately overwhelming you.

“You love me?” You ask, his fingers intertwining with yours as he begins trailing his kisses to your cheeks.

“I love you like the moon loves the stars.” He breathes against your skin, his words sloppy and low that it has you moaning softly.

His lips slip onto yours, tongue delving into your mouth and wasting no time to lick into every part. Salvia dripping from his tongue and into every crevice as his hand spreads over your thighs, shoving your body deeper into the couch as he drinks you in. Muscles moving against each other, breathless whimpers escaping the space, your fingers trail to his broad shoulders as he presses against you.

You know he’s drunk, that’s all you taste on his tongue aside from the cigarette. He was rocking his hips into your heat steadily as your almond nails run up the hairs of his neck, your lips tearing away when you look at him. Olive pupils with bruise lips, the smell of him was everywhere, you couldn’t leave him even if you tried he was so addicting like the nicotine in the air.

“Hm, you’re gonna stay here with me,” Harry says, leaning back on his knees to unbutton the rest of his long sleeve as you open your legs up in front of him. “Keep the fire nice and warm.” He hush, his fingers sliding to your thighs and slipping under the material to feel against your skin.

You suck in a breath, watching him slowly as he hovers over you between your legs, one hand rubbing you over the lace of your panties and the other rubbing the skin of your neck. You love when he submits his dominance over you, how he’s staring at you daringly and never breaking eye contact as he touches the most pleasurable part.

“Harry,” You breathe, eyes fluttering when he slips his finger under the lace and begins to run the the pads of his fingers in heavy circles.

He hums at the expression crossing your face, watching the way your chest heaves up and down and hips twitch for sped up movements. Tongue escaping his mouth and running over his bottom lip, your eyes catch on the thickness bulging against his zipper. Your hand immediately going out and feeling over him. He was hard like when you danced for him the first time, your hips swivelling against his in slow movements as you rode him through his clothes. You felt how desperate he was begging to be freed and find himself buried in your walls, however that night he didn’t get access to what he has now. Only making the groan in his throat more drawn out as the pressure on your neck increases.

“Be my good girl, yeah?” He breathes, hips rocking in your moving palm as he slips his finger into you. Moans trail out as your gaze turns away from the black trousers and to pearly white teeth tucking his bottom lip away.

Nodding your head lightly you let your hands begin to undo the buckle of his belt, pulling down the metal zipper and retrieving the thickness that you want buried between your legs. Mouth watering at the sight, your tongue slithers out of your mouth to run against the skin of his head. Lapping around the girth till your running down the length, tastebuds coating him in spit as he stands angry and red before you.

You’re so caught up in the beauty of Harry, that the pleasure he sends your way is one of shock, his finger leaving your folds to skim against your clit to delve back in you again. Motions starting slow to soon pick up in pace as the palm of his hand rubs against your bundle of nerves, his middle finger sending arousal down your thighs. Moans of pleasure leave your lips when you look at him, one hand jerking off his cock while the other plays with the globes between his legs, you let your lips envelope him; plump and glossy expanding over every vein along his shaft.

He continues to let his finger slip in you so teasingly as you moan around him, gaze caught between his happy trail and into his green eyes, how they are focus on your lips wrapped around him that leave lipstick streaks in their wake. You’re tipsy off just the feel of him, his hand holding your neck as he rocks into your mouth happily, groans leaving him as he fits himself nicely in your throat.

Another digit joins his movements, walls dripping in your juices as they welcome the extra fit. A long muffle cry escapes you as he spreads your walls blissfully, your mouth stretching with each thrust of Harry sinking down while he has you completely spread open in the living room. His fingers curling deeply in your pussy as your chest heaves with every breath before he’s sliding back down your throat.

Skin begins to glisten with sweat, hands going sticky with spit as you stoke him, eyes fighting to look up at him and the tattoos peaking from his button up. You let your hips swivel against his palm, rubbing your clit deeper into his touch as he slides in, it causes your mouth to slip Harry’s cock out with a pleasurable moan with the way he’s driving his fingers into your heat.

He’s been watching you wither underneath him since he had you in this position, looking at you come undone with only two fingers. He loves the expression on your face; brows pinch together as your small hands glide up his shaft, pink roaming amongst your cheeks to your breast begging to be freed from their confines. Harry lets you get off in his hands, he likes the way you rub yourself in his palm, he likes the way your arousal is coating him, he likes how you’re so needy for him.

Mouth electing another moan at the feeling of him sinking deeper he catches your gaze, Harry gliding his thumb over your bottom lip, their smudge red from you running them all over his member as your fingers lazily stroke him, he’s following your motions with your hips only causing your head to lean back with pleasure.

“Fuck Harry,” You cry, hips runting deeper into him when he leans down letting his lips connect with yours. The delicious taste of him spreading over you as he licks his way into your mouth feels like heaven. Adrenaline courses through your body as you twirl your tongues against each other completely lost in the way he’s making you feel and running through your veins. He smells so good, taste so exquisite, why did you ever think you could just leave. The way he makes you feel is why you stay through all the fucked up things so, why even put up a fuss when you knew where you would be once the sunsets.

“Come here love,” Harry says, pulling his embrace away from you and making you stand up. You pull your dress over your head, letting your fingers teasingly remove your undergarments as you know Harry is watching as he tugs at himself.

He lets you lie with your back against his chest, head on his arm as he takes himself into his hands and begins to run his dick over your folds. Pleasant sigh leaving when you’re lifting your thigh up to angle with Harry’s hips just in the right moment to were he slips into your pussy. The thickness of him stretching you out has you moaning loudly with your head falling deeper into his touch.

Harry sinking into you for the first time will always surprise you, the way he fills you up so thick and heavy, drawing down your walls lazily till he reaches your cervix before sliding out and pushing back in. He was always so gentle before he felt you loosen up around him, feeling the way you drip down his length and quiver with each draw of his hips.

There was a mixture of moans, whimpers, cries and groans shared between you both and floating around the heated atmosphere. His free hand holding your thigh up as he picks up his paste graciously. He’s lunging into you, chest clinging to his button up that is soaked with sweat as he leans in and presses kisses into your damp skin. The hairs by the end of your neck cling to you as your body moves with every thrust.

“Who’s gonna make you feel like this?” Harry taunts, his cock driving down your walls angrily as he fucks you. You can’t help the whimper that travels out from his words with the way he’s burying you into the couch.

“Huh? Who’s gonna fuck you like this if you leave?” Voice in your ear so deep and sexy that it makes you take your hand away from the grey leather and run them through his curls, head turning as your mouth hangs slightly open as your body rakes with complete ecstasy.

“Mhm… look at your pretty face,” Harry says, dropping your thigh and wrapping his hand around your throat, only making you sigh out in pleasure as you feel rushed kisses and the sound his hips meeting your backside overcoming the interviewers on tv.

“No one can fuck you like this, right?” He’s huffing in your ear, grip tightening around your throat as your eyes flutter open, the burning sensation of your clit throbbing in pleasure tingling down your thighs. Shaking your head in between movements your fingers trail themselves out of his curls and to the hand on your neck, feeling over his touch as he pounds down your walls. His movements so deep and fast that you can’t even speak anymore, not even cry out in pleasure.

“That’s right, no one can fuck you like me, huh.” He continues, his teeth biting down softly on your cartilage as the vibrating feeling of your orgasm cashes down on you.

God, you hate that he was so proud with the way he can have you coming undone and knowing just how. The way he rams into your heat with such aggression that it has your eyes rolling back and nails digging into the skin of his hand, the grip he’s holding on your throat only making your motions escalate to your hips quivering away from Harry’s at the exploding feeling drumming in your core.

Chest heaves up and down as your lower half twitches against him, eyes fluttering up at the chandelier high in the ceiling to the oak spiral staircase, your mind in a complete haze as you shudder against Harry, his shaft still pumping away inside you as you try to collect yourself from the riveting feelings coursing through you.

“Look so sexy all over me,” He husks, your creaminess sliding down his cock as he releases the hold on your throat. His hand slips to your stomach burning in arousal as holds you there, his hips not letting up as he continues to fuck you into the sofa.

“Oh god Harry please,” You cry, eyes opening and following his movements as you let your hands trace over his and backside meet his movements. “Come in my pussy, please.” You whimper, his teeth tearing away from your ear and lips sticking to your temple as he hums to your words.

“That’s right baby. Only I can come in your pussy cause you’re all mine, right?” He utters, fingers dragging over the skin of your stomach as you nod your head softly.

“Yes all yours.” You sigh, teeth biting down on your lip as the feeling of him stretching you out has you lightheaded.

“Fuck you look so good like this,” Harry breathes into your warm skin, his hand wiping the strands of hair off your lips. He looks at the way your throat bobs with each lazy swallow, listens to the tiny whine you make when his balls press right against your folds, feels the way he slides into you effortlessly from the juices flowing out that he can’t help the long groan that escapes him when he feels his seed spill into your walls.

Your arousal mixing with his runs down your sweaty thighs while heavy breaths escape you, your version lies tirelessly on the packages in front of you while Harry’s hand goes to play with the hairs framing your face when you move around in his hold.

It’s quiet for a few minutes, the television playing as he tangles his fingers through your locks and lets the other drape down the expanse of your stomach. The sound of his heart slows as does yours in the space between you both. Lungs finding balance with feet tangling together, the sound of Harry sighing behind you makes you turn your attention to him.

“I know you want to leave but just stay. Just for a little longer.”

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Hello Everyone! This is masterlist #1 (February) for all the fics I have reblogged on this side-blog I hold super close to me. Remember to leave feedback and to reblog the writings below!

Also, a huge thank you to all the writer's mentioned, I adore you so very much and pleaseeeee keep writing <33

••• FEBRUARY •••

Ghost!Harry Masterlist ♡ - @mindofharry

Wear Something Noticeable ♡ | In which they meet at a small Indian restaurant and in the midst of chaos, y/n accidently picks up his order. Part 2. - @unabashegirl

Heaven Is A Place On Earth; Hell Is Too | usually, in the story, the gang leader will kidnap a person, right? this time, it’s the other way around - @woopboopboop

Only Angel ♡ | Harry’s a dangerous mafia leader, Y/N is his favourite dancer at his strip club @stylesharrys

Harry's tipsy and can't keep his hands off of you - @purplehazed-h

Electric Love | Just some early morning loving the day after Harry returns from tour - @stucktoyou

Sweet Talk ♡ | Baker!Harry slowly falls for a pretty sweet-tooth customer who always buys the cream puffs. But could he get her name too? - @tokyoharry

Two For The Show ♡ | Jeff plans for Harry’s new opening act to be more than that - @nationalharryleague

Adore You ♡ | Harry is a single father and Y/N is a well known song-writer that happens to befriend Harry and collaborates on his album Fine Line. Will it be friendship or develop into something more? - @gucciwins

Comforting Touch | Harry comes back home to his pregnant wife after a long and draining day at the studio, she has the comforting touch that he craves - @stucktoyou

Roses and Vanilla ♡ | In which y/n and Harry aren’t really close until y/n falls in the shower, and Harry falls in love - @stylesloveclub

He Plays Pretend | You’re Harry’s neighbour and the walls between your apartments are paper-thin - @stylesharrys

You Are My Good Girl, Aren't you? | Harry Styles, London’s most feared drug dealer escaped prison. But where will he find a accommodation? Part 2. - @harryspinkhat

Crush ♡ | She was in his Monday and Friday classes and sat not far from him, he noticed. And they always ended up at the Coffee Bean on Tuesday and Thursdays, sitting not too far from one another again. - @jarofstyles

Literature ♡ | “Y/N. Harry. Can I just have a word really quick?” She asks once a large majority of students had filtered out of the room. You glance over at Harry, his eyes meeting yours before a tuft of curls fall over his face as he zips up his bag. - @drowninherperfume

Baby It's Cold Outside | “And your partner is going to be…” the hostess continues as the wheel starts spinning again and you stop to stand behind one of the microphones on the stage. You watch the wheel as if your life depended on it, the names move past and it gradually slows down until it finally stops and you almost faint right on the spot. “Harry Styles!” - @watchmegetobsessed

Masterlist for more recs! My official writing account in case you'd like to check out my fics too: @0oolookitsme :)

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✤ Crime Fics ✤

A series of posts with the top five fics of each category by kudos plus five more hidden gems from that category! Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find our other recs here.

- Top 5 H/L Fics -

1️⃣ my heart, in deadly rhythm by orphan_account (M, 42k)

There exists somewhere a very, very small list containing the names of people who don’t want Louis Tomlinson dead. Harry Styles may or may not be one of those people.

(or a Spies!AU in which Liam is the Wade to Louis' Kim Possible, Zayn seduces people for intel, Niall is an expert at blowing things up, and Harry is more than a bit famous in his particular field... or infamous, actually. And Louis? Well, Louis just wishes people would quit trying so bloody hard to kill him all the time.)

2️⃣ A Rose, By Any Other Name by iwillpaintasongforlou / @canonlarry (E, 10k)

“I don’t understand, Mr. Tomlinson,” Harry says quietly.

“You don’t have to understand, sweetheart.” Louis reaches over and runs his thumb across Harry’s cheekbone, watching the boy’s breathing pause as he dares not move beneath the touch of this strange, imposing man. “All you need to know is that you work for me now, and that I’m going to keep you safe from all the bad people in this city, you hear?”

Louis Tomlinson is the head of New York City's mafia, and Harry is the beautiful boy from Texas who falls in with the wrong crowd (which turns out to be the right crowd).

3️⃣ Little Cub by aace1234 (NR, 68k)

Harry is head of the underground, he's ruthless, possessive, feared and powerful.

Louis is a student, his dad works for Harry but Louis has no idea about the underground world.

What happens when Louis Dad causes trouble and Harry kidnaps Louis for revenge.

4️⃣ we've got the world in our hands by sarcasticfluentry (E, 54k)

A mutants/superpowers AU. Louis and his friends attend the Cowell Institute for General Education and Mutant Training in London; when Louis meets Harry, the newest student at the Cowell Institute, he immediately recruits Harry to help play matchmaker for his friend Zayn. Harry and Louis are so caught up in meddling in Zayn's love life, though, that they don't notice that their own friendship is progressing into something more. Meanwhile, an ominous threat up north grows slowly until suddenly, no mutant - or human - is safe.

5️⃣ Watch Him As He Goes by LoadedGunn (M, 14k)

It's why Harry loves assignments with Louis; they're thrilling in a way. It's like he never rests. He's this animated, gorgeous guy who's all over the place and Harry actually has to work hard just to catch up to him.

It kind of reminds him of trying to stalk a predator stalking its prey, with his old 70-300 mm lens. Only the predator is a cheeky arsehole. "Come along Harold, I know you usually wait for your zebras to pose for you but here you've got to think on your feet," Louis yelled one time, before disappearing to interview Detective Payne. Never mind the fact Harry was slow in the first place because of Louis' tight jeans.

Or, the AU where Louis' the best police reporter in the country, Harry's the new photographer who is more used to penguins than human subjects, and also there are superheroes.

HIDDEN GEMS:

💎 this charade (was never going to last) by @scrunchyharry (E, 68k)

On the surface, CitizenX, an international caritative nonprofit, looked like any other nonprofit, funding humanitarian missions worldwide and striving to make the world a better place, one donation at a time.

At least, that was what Harry thought, until he was hired as a computer specialist for a spinoff agency called carish, whose true purpose was to reveal CitizenX’s tangled web of lies.

As if the whole ‘industrial spy’ business was not stressful enough, Harry found himself in a hatred-at-first-sight relationship with one of his new coworkers, Louis, a man intent on detesting Harry.

When the worst happened and Harry and Louis found themselves thrown together in hiding, with only each other to rely on, Harry never could have predicted the turn their relationship would take.

Nor could he anticipate that it would all be taken away from him and he would have to decide how far he was willing to go to get Louis back.

💎 All My Roads Lead to You by @dandelionfairies (M, 41k)

Harry’s stuck in a life he didn’t choose after leaving home at eighteen. Bartending and running drugs were never on his list. Louis is an undercover cop sent in to figure out exactly what’s going on inside of the bar. Neither could have known they’d be drawn to each other.

It’s obvious to Louis that Harry isn’t aware of everything that happens in the backroom. It’s obvious that Nick [Grimshaw] has used Harry’s vulnerability, insecurities, and naivety to keep the man exactly where he wants him.

Harry has never admitted to anyone who he is. They wouldn’t accept him. In fact, he has no doubt that if anyone found out he’s gay, he’d be dead. He doesn’t want to let that wall down for Louis. Because no one can know. But that’s easier said than done. Louis is everything Harry could have ever pictured.

💎 Cowboy Like Me by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings (M, 29k)

Going legit and starting over in a small town was supposed to solve all of Harry’s problems. That was until a string of robberies in wealthy towns brings him face-to-face with his rouge ex-partner and their dicey, unresolved past.

💎 Tonight's the Night by @jaerie (E, 24k)

Tonight’s the night. The night Harry has been waiting for. Everything has been carefully planned, nothing left to chance, the scene set and waiting for their arrival. It’s time.

Harry lives a double life. During the day he's Harry- trusty blood spatter analyst, at night his darkness comes out to play. So far he's been able to act his way through a normal life without drawing attention. What happens when that is no longer the case?

Or a Dexter AU where Harry is Dexter, Liam is Doakes, Niall is Masuka and Gemma is Deb.

💎 Harry, That Kills People by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (T, 2k)

If there’s one thing that Harry hates, it’s getting his clothes dirty.

If there’s one other thing that Harry hates, it’s murder.

Unfortunately, right here and right now, Harry’s clothes are dirty, and he’s murdered someone. So. It’s not a great day.

“Ugh,” says Harry. “Yeargh. Bleh.”

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