#miniminter

[maplesnowflake]

Okay SidemenClothing admin we see you. You know what you’re up to

[whore4wroetoshaw]

introducing... minter!reader

show me love (with tyla)... 28. the golden girl with coconut perfume and champagne dreams. model. extra-miniminter or miniestminter. the girl who always wins. tangled hair. golden hour. neck kisses. strawberry lip gloss. tan lines. matching sets. cherry coke girl. warm cheeks. quick comebacks. louder than necessary. backseat singer. sidemen shoot photobomber. simon's headache. tobi's soft spot. josh’s daughter in theory. jj’s ride or die. vik’s moral compass (sometimes). ethan’s chaos twin. harry's girl.

best paired with... wroetoshaw

heavy by the marias... 28. blue-eyed disaster. adrenaline addict. boggy. flammable heart. perma-sunburnt. aftershave. grey sweatpants. loud laugh. louder love. bruises on his knees. sugar crashes. dizzy kisses. heavy hands. fifa rage. sunburnt nose. sidemen’s problem child. tastes like lime vodka. nights in mykonos. awkward. slightly on the spectrum. reckless. chaotic. fast. obsessed. unfiltered. soft. loyal. competitive. always yelling. always hers.

[aesthete-sia]

[buzzyb33]

3rd of December

Prompt: head cannons of the boys giving you their sweater on heather day!

Warnings: swearing, suggestive

Simon:

He was just scrolling on TikTok when he saw a boy saying “making a personalised hoodie for my girlfriend” with the song in the background

He knew you was into this kind of music and you would know what this was, he had a free evening so why wouldn’t he make a hoodie?

He got an old white sidemen hoodie and after looking on TikTok he put some of his cologne on it and got you some flowers.

“Y/n?” He called as he knocked my bedroom door.

“Yeah- one sec si!” I call as I finish doing my laces.

“Yeah?” I open the door and he has his hands behind his back.

He then gives me a bouquet of red roses and instead of paper it’s wrapped in thick fabric.

“Awe Simon.. what’s this for?” I grin as I see it’s a sidemen hoodie that smelt like him.

I think for a second before my face lights up.

“You got me a hoodie for the third of December?”

He opens his mouth but just nods.

I put the flowers down and smile.

“I saw it on TikTok and I thought-“ he’s cut off by his girlfriends lips on his.

I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss.

“This was sweet of you Simon..”

I say in a heartfelt tone.

He smiles.

“You’re welcome.”

Josh:

He’d been preparing for a while, he had got a Christmas jumper with some roses (the chocolate) that day, he had a shoot so he left it at his side of the bed.

I wake up and frown at Josh’s absence. I sit up and look to my left.

There is a folded jumper and a note on top.

“Happy 3rd of December, see you later.” It read in Josh’s handwriting.

I felt my eye well up as I see the box of chocolates under the hoodie.

Vikk:

You actually bought him on, you got him a stupid Minecraft hoodie and begged him to wear it for the sidemen reacts.

He begrudgingly did and got taken the piss out of by Harry and JJ without even getting the chance to defend himself.

Ethan:

He spoils you anyway so when he heard about the little thing he pre ordered the actual hoodie from Conan greys’ website.

He pretends like it’s not a big deal but he loved how happy you got.

“A parcels coming today- ‘s for you.” He says with a smile and a thank you as you hand him breakfast.

“Oh? And what is it?” I say with a smile as I kiss his cheek and begin eating my own food.

“Surprise.”

That left you on edge all day, the parcel came when he was doing a moresidemen video.

He hears the gasp and knows he’s about to be embarrassed.

“Ethan!” She calls with a squeal.

“Are you in trouble?” Josh asks.

“No, I’m not.”

She comes into his room and he stands up, she hugs him tightly.

“Thank you.. you are nice aren’t you?” She grins into his shoulder.

“Course I am.”

He says with his face heating up.

“You got me a real one! Oh I love you.”

I smile and kiss him for a few seconds.

I go to leave the room as he sits back down.

“Love you too..” he says as he puts his headphones back on.

I run back to him and kiss his cheek, then I leave.

Harry laughs.

“What did you do?” He says as Ethan’s face heats up.

“I got her a hoodie- it’s Uhm a day where that’s a thing? 3rd of December?” He says.

“Yeah, heather day, awe that’s nice of you Ethan.” Tobi agrees.

“You’re face is still red.” JJ comments.

Tobi:

Bro got you MATCHING.

He got you your favourite too, he got spider man matching hoodies, he got the miles morales one and you the Gwen Stacy one.

He made a sick Instagram post out of it.

I was working on a new request that had came in for my photography, I had to do a shoot for some models.

I mumbled something as I replied to the email.

“Y/n I got us something!” Tobi calls as he walks from his room.

He handed me a parcel and I opened it. I gasped slightly as he showed me his miles one.

I grinned and put mine on.

“Can we take pictures??” I grin and he nods.

“Course, was gonna ask you.”

I prop up his phone and we do a couple, one where we’re both crossing our arms and have our back to the camera, another where we’re both doing the spider man hand in front of our face, another where we was back to back and one where we both had our hoods up and we were kissing.

He posted them and captioned it: “happy heathers day 🤟🏽😝 @conangray”

When he posts them he hugs me from behind.

“Glad you like it, n/n.” He smiles and kisses my forehead.

JJ:

HE WAS CHEESY.

He got you a dragon ball hoodie that had got ‘KSI’ embedded on the sleeve.

“Y/n, I got you this for that Uhm, December day.” He calls out and hands me it.

“What? Heather day?” I say as I unfold it and smile.

“Oh! This is cool! Thank you JJ.”

I put it on the spot and see his name I grin.

“Thank you, this was sweet of you.” I smile and put both my hands on each of his knees and kiss his lips gently.

He wraps his arms around my waist.

“You’re welcome.”

Harry:

Listen, he went all out, he got one designed for you, he got it in light blue and Did everything, (your letter)+ H on the back and it said ‘I love my boyfriend’ on the chest with a smiley face on the sleeve.

“I got this- especially made for you, n/n.” He handed me the hoodie and I looked at the back first and laughed.

I looked at the front and giggled.

“I thought I’d speak your truth for you.” He says proudly.

“Thank you, Harry- is this for heather day?” I smile and pull it on.

“Course! Love you, I have to go but see you later.”

“Love you too, bye.”

I record an Instagram video of me doing a spin and I post it, tagging Harry and Conan gray for ‘happy heather day’

A/n: honestly, shocking.

Two in one day??? Couldn’t be me.

Anyway josh fic soon!!

[candykissd]

everybody knows it.

pairings : harry lewis x female reader

summary : everybody knows harry likes you, well, that's everybody, apart from you.

warnings : fluff, mature language, alcohol consumption

beth's notes : sorry for the short-ish one, but i love love loved this idea i got when i was trying to fall asleep last night!! i'm working on some of your guys' requests i promise! 💘

"okay! okay! lux! smash or pass simon?" freezy laughed out, followed by everyone else. you were all mildly, or completely drunk.

everyone had been pretty busy recently, and so group hangouts had been few and far between, but when you had the chance, you had to make the most of it.

"smash! all day long...!" lux slurred, his eighth pint of the night in front of him on the table, the liquid sloshing back and forth in the glass as the table shook with laughter.

"hmmm..." lux looked around the table for his target, before an idea came to mind, a cheeky, shit eating grin forming on his face as he made eye contact with you. "y/n." he began.

"smash or pass... harry wroetoshaw lewis?" he asked, through childish giggles.

you, being as drunk as ever, rolled your eyes as if the answer was completely obvious. "smash, alllll day, and alllll night!" you laughed out, downing the remainder of your drink.

harry's eyebrows raised and he let out a low chuckle, a smirk forming on his face. he was a complete heavyweight, he was on his seventh drink, and only just growing slightly delirious.

"and on that note.. i'm going to get another drink!" you slurred out as you stood from your seat, almost toppling over, before harry caught you to steady you, his hands gripping your waist.

"i'll come with you." he mumbled, standing up and steering you towards the bar, his hands still on your waist, a couple of his fingers ever so slightly sliding under your top, rubbing at the bare skin.

"they both need to man up and confess.." george mumbled, shaking his head as he watched the two of you at the bar.

you leant on the bar, facing harry as he looked down at you, a glint of love and admiration in his eyes. every time he saw you he was sure you got prettier.

he reached his arm out, tucking some hair behind your ear so it wasn't blocking his view of your face. your drunken state was so cute, the way you constantly smiled, how you were so giggly and giddy, speaking your truths without any doubt.

you were just so perfect in his eyes.

the group watched the two of you, secretly pleading that this where one of you spoke up and confessed. but they knew that wouldn't happen, they'd been waiting for so long that they were sure you'd still be oblivious even if a confession came up and slapped you round the face.

"you're really pretty, y/n..." he mumbled, his eyes transfixed on your mouth and the smile that took residence there.

"thank you, haz." you giggled out, looking up at him, your gaze flickering between his eyes, occasionally down at his lips. the alcohol in your system giving you some newfound confidence that you wouldn't have had otherwise.

he sighed as she looked at his lips, he was drunk, yes, yet he was still sober enough to know that she was much further gone than he was, and that he couldn't give in to the temptation.

the glimmer of hope - that maybe, just maybe you felt the same as him, and he could tell you just how he felt without rejection - slowly fading away as he realised you probably wouldn't remember any of the current interaction when you woke up in the morning.

the bartender placed your drinks on the countertop in front of the two of you, harry picking them up as he followed you back to the table. your shuffling your way back towards the group, happily moving along to the music in the back, before taking your seat back in between george and flo. harry sitting opposite you.

"hey, man, you okay?" freezy asked in a hushed tone, nudging harry's shoulder.

he looked up at him and nodded. "yeah, yeah, i'm good, why wouldn't i be?" harry answered, though the melancholy look on his face as he looked down at his lap said otherwise.

if only you weren't completely shitfaced.

[sophahq]

Drunk kisses 〔Simon〕

Pairing: Simon x fem!oc

Summary: In which Chloe's Friday night takes a turn.

Warnings: Alcohol use

Word count: 1001

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Chloe's POV

"Hey Chloe. How's it going?" Tobi said as he opened his arms for a hug which I gladly accepted. "It's been a while since we all last saw you."

"Yeah it's going alright. I've been extremely busy with work, yknow? Being a teacher is not easy." He chuckled, nodding his head understandingly.

Friday nights were the only nights where I can just relax. Truthfully, I loved my job but it gets difficult sometimes. The headteacher at the school I work at is completely incompetent. So, I have to do alot of the planning for not only my class, but also a few other things for the whole school.

That's why I love Friday nights. I get to go out with my friends and not worry about it all. I grew up with Tobi and Josh and that's how I met some of my closest friends.

"Ayyyy Chloe! You made it!" I heard from my best friend as I was suddenly picked up off my feet and spun around.

"SIMON PUT ME DOWN!" I giggled as he eventually placed me down so I was facing him. Over the almost 4 years that I've known him, he's always intrigued me. There's something about him that makes me want to spend all my time with him.

"So, what you drinking tonight? The usual?" He asked as we walked to the bar together.

"Yep, always the same." I always get a vodka coke, boring I know. It's just one of the only drinks I can handle. He bought me the drink and handed it to me. I thanked him and took a sip.

"Are you wearing a new perfume?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

"You noticed? Yeah, I am." I smiled, looking down, feeling slightly flustered. I felt his finger under my chin, lifting my head up to look him in the eyes. His hand reached over to a stray strand of hair that had fallen out of my bun. He tucked it behind my ear before smirking and walking away.

I felt my cheeks go red. This has happened many times. He does something to make me flustered, then he walks away like nothing happened. He is my best friend, but I think there's some other feelings there that I have definitely thought about.

After that, I didn't see him for the rest of the night. I wanted to talk to everyone else seeing as I don't get to spend much time with them nowadays.

"Chloe, over here! Come do a few shots with us!" Ethan hollered me over. Him and Harry were handing out sambuca shots.

"Sambuca? I guess I shouldn't really be surprised by this." I chuckled before downing 3.

"Teacher by day, alcoholic by night." Harry joked which caused me and Ethan to laugh. Extremely loud. Catching the attention of quite a few people in the bar.

Some time had passed and we were now all quite drunk. Tobi, being one of the few sober ones, has helped us order Ubers to get home. JJ offered for me to crash at his and Simon's place for tonight which I gladly accepted.

We clambered into the Uber after saying goodbye to everyone and made ourselves comfortable. It was only a 10 minutes drive from the bar to theirs so it wouldn't take too long, thankfully.

The whole 10 minutes, was just giggling. There was nothing that funny being said, but whatever it was, made us laugh alot.

We made it in the house without anyone tripping over, but there were a few close calls.  I took my heels off as JJ and Simon collapsed on the sofa. I went straight to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I drank mine then got one for each of the boys. They chugged them before we all dragged ourselves upstairs.

"Where do you wanna sleep? We have the guest room free?" Simon asked. I agreed before saying goodnight to a half asleep JJ. He went into his room and almost immediately fell asleep. I giggled at the sight before following Simon into his room.

"Can I borrow some clothes? I really don't want to sleep in a dress." We chuckled as he handed me some sweats and a very oversized t-shirt. I went to the bathroom to get changed then came back to say goodnight.

"Chloe, do you just wanna sleep in here? There's enough room for the both of us on my bed." He asked, a grin plastered on his face.

"Okay. Your bed looks hella comfy." I exclaimed, jumping into his bed. I glanced up at him as he crawled in next to me. I was slightly sat up to check something on my phone as I felt his chin lean on my shoulder.

"Whatcha looking at?" He said with his eyes squinted.

"Something about work, very boring." I giggled, placing my phone down. He lifted his head off my shoulder, I turned to face him. Once again, staring into his eyes.

He didn't look away, so I didn't either. He leaned in slightly, so our lips were almost touching.

"Kiss me." I whispered. He closed the gap between us, putting a hand on my jaw and the other around my waist. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer.

My heart started beating fast, I felt my blood rushing through my veins. The kiss felt delicate yet heated. One of my hands began to entangle in his hair. I felt him smirk into the kiss.

I pulled away to breathe which I wish I didn't have to do. We both sat there trying to catch our breath.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He confessed. My eyes lit up as my face broke out into an even bigger smile.

"I like you so much Simon, you have no idea."

"Can I take you out on a date tomorrow night?"

"Pick me up at 6." I smirked, kissing him once again.

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A/N

First oneshot! Lemme know what you think :D

[mia-maybank]

I Have A Feeling You Got Everything You Wanted: Part 2 - George Clarke

George Clarke x Fem!reader ( 2.2k words)

The sidemen charity match , a gorgeous ex-boyfriend with a mullet and his entire friendgroup scattered around the stands to avoid ... what could ever go wrong?

warnings: angst (they will get their happiness eventually I promise), hints of poor mental health but it's not a heavy focus, arguing.

series | masterlist

Thank you guys so much for the love on the first part! I hope you enjoy this part just as much <3 (also why is trying to write a breakup where both people come out of it looking like a good person so hard help)

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Time feels like it stands still as I shrink under the gaze of the very people I had been intending to avoid at all costs today. I felt like a deer in headlights, a child caught in the act of doing something I wasn't meant to, although I had technically done absolutely nothing wrong, except miss my ex-boyfriend.

The awkward silence stretches on, until Chris, seeming to realise that nobody is eager to be the one to break the silence, clears his throat and turns to look at the crowd of boys behind him.

"Uh, are you guys okay to give us 2 minutes?" he asks, and my stomach drops with a mix of relief at the thought of not being under the scrutinous gaze of all 6 guys any longer, but also dread at the thought of watching George walk away. Again.

2 Months Ago

I sit on the edge of my shared bed with George, picking at my fingers nervously whilst he paces the length of the bedroom, hands intertwined in the ends of his mullet. Usually, when my anxiety heightens and my tendency to pick my fingers raw and red takes over, George is straight over to cradle my hands and soothe my nerves with soft kisses to my knuckles and gentle whispers. Now, however, he can barely look at me, eyes darting around the room restlessly, never landing on one place for too long.

"I just don't like what's happened to us lately" I continue on with the half-conversation-half-argument that has seemed to go around in circles for the last hour, with neither one of us willing to back down, both too stubborn and passionate. It funny, the way the world works; the two traits that once brought us together in the beginning, when times were simpler and we could still dance around the pressures that life threatened to impose, are now the very qualities that may destroy our relationship entirely.

"We've been fine" George argues, sighing from across the room like he's tired of this argument. Usually, he would always hear me out and respect my opinion with the utmost tenderness and follow up with action to prove that he listened to me, however the strain that has loomed over our relationship for the last 2 weeks has taken a toll upon him just as much as it has me. "I've just been busier because I've had shoots with the sidemen - you know I would never avoid you on purpose."

"I know you haven't meant to George, but you have to understand how shit it feels to be pushed to the side suddenly because of work opportunities!" My voice rises now, frustration taking over the rational side of my brain as I felt like I wasn't being heard - something I wasn't used to with George, who was usually so attentive.

"Well maybe you need to understand how shit it feels to be trying to balance constant work commitments, friends, family and a girlfriend when everybody expects you to be perfect!" he snaps back, his face dropping when I flinch back. He tentatively takes a step towards me, and when I don't flinch again, he kneels in front of the bed, grasping my hands in his own and gazing up at me with a look so tender that my heart nearly wrenches itself straight out of my chest.

"Look, I think we’re trying to love each other in ways the other person doesn’t need.” his voice is tender, so tender that it almost doesn't match the cruel words he had previously uttered. "I think maybe we just need a break."

My heart drops at the dreaded words, tears springing to my eyes. But then I look at George's tear-stained, earnest face and know in that instant that I will do anything for this man, even if it involves ripping my heart right out of my chest over and over.

"Okay" I whisper, my voice cracking. "We'll take a break." He knocks his forehead gently against mine and I close my eyes, savouring his warmth against mine. I don't open my eyes when he kisses my forehead, slow and lingering, like he doesn't want to let go, and finally look up just in time to see him leave.

A day passes. I mope in bed. Then comes a week. I finally give up hope of any of our friend group reaching out to me. Then a month. I decide to leave the house for the first time since the breakup but can't find the motivation to make it out of the door. Then two months. And I give up completely.

One by one, the guys take Chris' not so subtle hint and leave. Simon looks between the two of us with poorly-concealed curiosity before turning away, patting George on the shoulder reassuringly as he leaves. Ethan and Max follow quickly, muttering between themselves, whilst Tobi offers me a reassuring smile and Harry a small nod before they continue up the stairs.

George doesn't move.

He finally unfreezes, relaxing his posture and turning towards Chris, his facial expression still irritatingly unreadable.

"Are you okay to give us a minute, mate?" he asks Chris, his voice taking on that gentle tone again that takes me back to the last time we spoke. Chris nods, stepping towards George and whispering something into his ear that makes his face crumple in concern before Chris turns back to me. "We will catch up later properly, alright?" the hopeful tone of his voice chips at the cage I've built around my heart the last two months and I nod, watching him break out in a relieved grin before he heads in the direction of what I guess is the changing rooms.

The silence lingers for a moment , both of us unable to stray our eyes away from each other or form a coherent sentence.

"Hi" I finally settle on. Hi? You've fantasised about this moment for the past 2 months and the best you can come up with is hi? I mentally scold myself, but to my relief his face breaks out into a soft, almost fond smile. God, I've missed that smile so fucking much.

"Hi" he echoes, and I melt inside as the sound of his voice greets my ears.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you on your big day" I apologise, suddenly self-conscious of how psychopathic sneaking around a football match that my ex-boyfriend is playing in seems. "I was planning on just coming to watch quietly and then slipping out without causing a scene, I guess that didn't really go to plan though".

He laughs softly, the sound a soothing melody to my lingering anxieties. "Yeah, you never were the plan maker for good reason". The past tense hurts more than I care to admit, but I force myself to brush it off as he continues to speak. "I'm sorry that you felt like you had to hide from everyone though, we all would have been really happy to see you."

He lets that statement settle for a moment, sitting on a step before patting the spot next to him. I sit down, close enough that our knees knock, and when he doesn't pull away I feel like a teenager with a crush on the boy sat next to her in class. He keeps his gaze steadily trained on mine, continuing with a much more raw, vulnerable edge to his voice now. "We all really miss you, y'know. I miss you".

I can't help the flame of anger that sparks in my chest at the clearly false sentiment, because if they missed me, why did nobody call?

"But...but you didn't call me George" I can't disguise the plain sadness that fills my tone, avoiding his eyes. "Two months and not one person called or texted me ... not once."

When I finally dare to look up, I'm surprised to see tears in his eyes and a flare of panic jolts through my chest at the thought that I might of upset him. I apologise quickly, but he shakes his head softly, his expression only saddening further.

"Don't you dare apologise" he finally utters, causing me to blink in surprise. "Chris told me about how you haven't left your flat since the breakup".

The concern and tears in his eyes suddenly make sense. "That snitching bastard, so that's what he whispered to you" I groan in exasperation and embarrassment, hiding my face in my hands.

He giggles gently, tugging my hands slowly from my face, the sudden contact sending shockwaves of electricity through my body, before much to my disappointment he drops my hands and a serious expression takes over his face once more.

"I'm so, so sorry that you felt isolated like that. Everybody presumed you wanted to be left alone and had moved on with different friends and a new life, but that was a fucking stupid assumption to make and we should have known better and reached out. I hate the thought of you all alone this entire time."

I don't know quite when it happened, but one minute I'm staring at him wordlessly as I process his words and the next I'm violently sobbing. He only hesitates for a fraction of a second before pulling me in, shielding me in his toned arms as I weep into his shoulder and dampen his shirt.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so fucking sorry" he keeps murmuring, and it's not until my sobs subside slightly 15 minutes later that I feel the dampness on the top of my head and realise that he is crying to.

Pulling back just enough to be able to see his expression and wipe the tears gently from his cheeks, I take shuddering breaths and he continues to hold me soothingly, one hand rubbing my back whilst his other thumb draws circles on my waist.

"I missed you" I finally feel brave enough to whisper into the air between us and he instantly pulls me back into a tight embrace.

"That argument two months ago" he murmurs into my hair, rocking us soothingly back and forth. "I've regretted every word I said every single day since. Every. Single. One."

I sniffle into his chest, nodding in agreement. "Me too."

"I wanted to reach out so badly" he admits, continuing to rock me slowly. "I thought you were better off without me, so I didn't. But I know I fucked up now. I carried on with living and filming with our friends like you hadn't just vanished off the face of the earth since our argument and that was so, so fucked up of me to do" his breath hitches and we slowly pull away from each other, assuming our much less intimate positions sat side by side on the steps.

I already missed his warmth, so I knock my leg against his own, relieved when he presses his skin against mine like he needs the contact just as much as I do.

"I did miss being a part of everything" I admit into the quietness of the corridor. "My youtube career, my friendships, me and you ... it all felt like it fell apart that day." I can barely stand to look at him, for the amount of guilt and pain his expression holds is almost unbearable.

"I'd like to prove to you again that you still have all that" he mutters almost shyly.

"Huh?" I furrow my brows, not understanding his statement.

"Your channel. Your friends. Me.. we are all still here if you want us." he lets out softly. "I know I sure as hell don't deserve your forgiveness but-".

"George" I interrupt softly before he can fall too far into his self-internalising guilt-fuelled spiral. "I messed up too. I could've reached out and I didn't."

His brow furrows. "Still not your fault" he counters, so familiarly stubborn that I almost giggle giddily despite the seriousness of the situation.

"Want to come say hi to everyone?" he asks almost sheepishly. "I know they all want to see you.. and we are going for drinks after.. only if you want to come, no pressure of course" he tacks on quickly at the end.

"Are you sure? I don't want to make it awkward or weird" I hesitate, doubt clawing at my insides.

"You won't, I promise" he sticks his pinkie out and I smile fondly at his childishness, linking my pinkie with his and allowing him to pull me up towards the lions den.

Well, here goes nothing.

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Part 3 will be out in the next few days wehehe ... also I feel like I suck at writing dialogue so I do apologise

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[masonsutd]

I’m sorry but look at him😍

[clarkeysbedchem]

whatever happens, i’m letting it

next part

will lenney x fem reader

summary: will falls for chris’ new assistant

masterlist | main masterlist

You huffed adjusting the bags and boxes that were uncomfortably piled in your arms hobbling up the stairs in your heeled boots, kicking them with each step to stop yourself from falling.

You’d been working for Chris for about two months now and had settled into the workspace nicely. You'd made friends with everyone and were already being named a fan favorite.

The footsteps of someone else echoed through the corridor of the office building, and you poked your head up over the boxes to see a man walking toward you, a dog in his arms.

The man looked up, spotting you struggling to juggle the copious amount of stuff in your hands. “Uh, need a hand?” he asked in a Northern English accent, making your ears perk slightly.

“If you’ve got the time,” you smiled, looking up at him.

The man placed the dog on the floor and grabbed the top four boxes and one of the bags, leaving you with two bags and a box to carry.

“Where are you headed?”

“Just to Chris’ office,” you nodded to the office at the end of the corridor, and the man hummed, walking off with the small dachshund pattering after him.

You gnawed at your bottom lip awkwardly, unsure whether to make conversation with the stranger as you walked together.

“You’re Chris’ new assistant, yeah?” he asked, looking back at you.

You nodded, “Yeah,” you muttered, “What’s your dog’s name?”

“His name’s Basil.”

“Cute,” you smiled, looking down at the dog, “Like Basil Brush.”

The man let out a small laugh and nodded, “Exactly.”

You both reached Chris’ office, and you rushed forward to open the door, holding it for the stranger. You nodded toward the closest desk, “You can put them there.”

He nodded, placing the boxes down before grabbing the items you were still holding and putting them on the desk as well.

“Thank you…” You trailed off, realizing you hadn’t caught his name during the interaction.

“Will.”

“Well, thank you, Will.”

“Anytime,” he muttered, glancing down at the notebook on the table, “Y/N?”

You flashed him a coy smile, and Will nodded, whispering to Basil to leave you alone as the dog sniffed around your feet.

You crouched down, letting the dog sniff your hand before stroking him, “It was nice meeting you, Basil,” you said as the dog jumped up onto your knees, making you chuckle.

Then you looked up at Will through your eyelashes. “You too, Will.”

“See you later,” he nodded with a lopsided smile before leaving the office, Basil running between his legs.

You watched the door click shut behind him, the sound of Basil’s tiny paws echoing faintly as they disappeared down the hall.

You let out a sigh as you turned to attend to the boxes, chewing back a smile. Chris’ voice drifted lazily from behind his computer monitor, making you jump slightly.

“So… you’ve met Will, then?”

“Jesus, when did you get here?” you huffed, looking over at him, “But yeah, I have.”

“Like an hour ago.” Chris spun in his chair to face you, grinning, “He offered to help you with those boxes?”

“Yeah,” you quirked an eyebrow, quizzically, “Why do you care?”

“No reason,” he shrugged, turning back to his computer screen.

You narrowed your eyes at Chris, already sensing the teasing tone behind his words. He had that look - the one he wore when he was up to something.

“Right,” you said slowly, folding your arms across your chest as you leaned against the desk, “You’re not trying to set me up with Will, are you?”

Chris shot you a sidelong glance, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, “Would it be so bad if I did?”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed a stack of papers, not really in the mood for his antics, “I don’t even know the guy. He just helped me with some boxes, that’s all.”

“Uh-huh,” Chris hummed, spinning his chair back around and tapping away at his keyboard, “Well, don’t say I didn’t try. I think you two would be nice together.”

“Chris,” you warned, alarm bells going off in your head, “Just because you don’t have a great love life, doesn’t mean you can mess with mine.”

“Okay rude,” he interrupted quickly, not even bothering to look up, “And I’m not.”

You shook your head, fighting back a smile. Chris was always like this - constantly playing the role of the helpful (a bit nosy) friend.

You weren’t sure why he was so invested in your love life, but you were pretty sure he had a spreadsheet or some kind of list on his phone that ranked potential suitors.

“Well, if I ever need a wingman, I’ll be sure to call you,” you quipped as you shuffled through the papers on your desk.

Chris chuckled under his breath, “That’s not in the job description.”

You rolled your eyes again, but this time, you couldn’t help the smile that slipped onto your face. Chris was impossible, but in the best way.

Just as you were about to get back to work, the door to the office swung open again revealing Will once again standing in the doorway with Basil trotting happily behind him.

You blinked in surprise, “Uh… everything okay?”

Will nodded, holding up a coffee cup, “We had a coffee leftover in the office. Thought I’d bring it by.”

He held it out to you, and your gaze fell to the steaming cup in his hand, “Hope you like hazelnut latte.”

Your eyebrows lifted in surprise, “Uh, yeah. Thanks,” you said, reaching for the cup, “That’s really kind of you.”

Will gave a small shrug, his gaze flicking over to Chris before landing back on you, “No problem. I’m just, yknow, around if you need anything.”

His cheeks flushed slightly, and you couldn’t help but notice how awkward he became when he wasn’t carrying boxes or talking about Basil.

Chris, sensing the subtle shift in the air, leaned back in his chair and cleared his throat, “Good to see that you two are getting along fine,” he commented, eyes twinkling mischievously.

You felt your cheeks heat up and shot Chris a glare, but Will’s smile - warm and easy - disarmed you.

“We’re just talking,” you said, trying to sound casual, but the flutter in your stomach gave everything away to you.

“Right,” Will said, nodding slowly as if processing the information. “Well, anyway. Enjoy your coffee.” He looked down at Basil, who was currently trying to climb into the bin. “And I’ll just… you know… make sure he doesn’t eat anything important.”

You chuckled, the awkwardness between you melting away as you watched Basil's antics, “You’re good. We’ll be fine.”

“Cool,” Will said, still a bit unsure, before turning to leave. “See you around, Y/N.”

“See you,” you responded, your voice a little softer than you intended.

The door clicked shut behind him again, and you couldn’t help but find yourself staring after him. It wasn’t much, but there was something about the way he looked at you, the little gestures, the way his smile lingered just a bit too long.

Chris smirked again tapping away on his keyboard, “Told you.”

“Shut up.”

[sidemenxyn]

Platonic!Sidemen x Autistic!Reader

Tw: panic, upset reader, oversimplified, overwhelmed and I believe that’s it.

Sorry if this isn’t what this situation may actually look like. I don’t really know exactly everything I have done a bit of research hopefully this is ok.

Text messages are green.

–—–

Tonight you were celebrating, celebrating your friendship with the Sidemen. You had been with the boys for ten years, you started the channel from nothing to amazing things. And tonight you were going to party and celebrate!

You were dressed in your outfit of choice, you had gone out with Talia, Faith, Freya and Ellie to get your outfits and having a little girls day for yourselves. Your outfit suited you very well, it matched your personality and showed your true colours. You were excited, you were excited to see the boys and everyone there.

You were currently just arriving to the event, you had a lift from Tobi as he didn’t live too far from you. So he offered and you accepted, you had your arm around Tobi’s as you both entered the large room. Decorated in xix and sidemen theme items. You were amazed, you and the boys never thought your channel would come this far; so it was a blessing.

You spotted Ethan and Faith, not too far from the bar. So you walked over to them, “Hey guys!” You waved and gave them a hug each. Ethan spoke “you excited, Y/n?” You nodded “yeah, can’t believe it’s ten years!” He too nodded. Faith put her hand out and said “let’s go and get some drinks, darling.” You smiled and took her hand as you both made your way to the bar. You both got some drinks and started up a conversation.

As time passed more people would arrive and start to fill up the place. You really didn’t expect it to be this many people but you were managing for the time being. You were currently standing with Harry, Calfreezy, Chip and Callux. The boys were chewing your ears off as they drank more and more. But it did help you a little as it was more like a distraction from the amount of people there. You were holding onto Harry’s arm as you felt it was a comforting thing to do.

But as time moved on, you grew more and more anxious. The lights started to become brighter, the smells of different cologne and perfume started to fill your lungs, the more people that were there made you feel like your were trapped and it was getting better.

Although you were feeling more anxious time did continue to fly by, not that it felt like it at all but it did.

You felt awful, everything started to make you feel overwhelmed and overstimulated. You knew you couldn’t handle anymore, so you did what you needed to do. You tapped Harry and spoke “I’m gonna go for some fresh air.” He nodded and said “text me if you need anything, ok?” You nodded and quickly left the overcrowded area.

To be honest with you Harry was planning on joining you anytime soon, he couldn’t take it much longer as he too doesn’t like events like this. But he was able to manage it far better than you did. Deep down he knew something was up, he wanted to give you a minute or two alone so you could get some peace and he promised himself that if you were gone for more than five minutes then he’s coming to check on you.

You stumbled out of the area, you weren’t drunk, just overstimulated. You sat down trying to catch your breath, you started to panic. Tears started to form you felt weak like a sick person with no appetite. You couldn’t bear it no more, Tobi was first to notice you weren’t glued to Harry as you usually were. So he went over and asked were you were “Harry, where’s Y/n/n?” He said “gone for some fresh air but I think it might be more than that.” Tobi nodded. Tobi said “I’ll text Y/n, could you go to the bar and ask for a water?” Harry said “yeah, do you want me to text the boys?” Tobi gave him a thumbs up as he started to text you.

–—–

Tobi: Hey, you ok?

Y/n: kinda…

Tobi: where are you?

Y/n: I’m outside by that balcony area

Tobi: omw stay there, ok?

Y/n: 👍

–—–

You were sat on a bench, phone in your lap as tears fell down your cheeks. You felt like you had been drained of all emotions. You heard the door click then open, you looked over to see Tobi and the boys. They closed the door behind them, Ethan and Tobi sat besides you and the rest sat or stood around you. The boys who stood made sure they gave you enough space that didn’t make you feel more uncomfortable. Tobi spoke “here, Harry got you some water for you.” You gave a small smiled and thanked him. Ethan placed an arm on the back of the bench “would you like us to stay out here with you for a bit?” You nodded as you leaned against him. The boys knew that you were overstimulated so they never mentioned it as it was like a unspoken promise that they’d look after you till you felt better.

So what they usually do is ask you things, like what your plans are tomorrow or what video are you going to film next. The boys knew that they would have to take there time. But they knew that no matter the situation you were in or what was happening around you; they’d always be there and stop what they were doing. This was one of many reasons you loved them. You may not be family, but you friends. But this friendship between the eight of you was just like family.

You fidgeted with Ethan’s rings while the boys were in conversation. You slowly became yourself again, knowing you’d probably ruined their fun you spoke “I’m sorry I probably just ruined your night.” The boys were quick to defend Simon said “no you didn’t, honestly your our main priority over a party.” Harry spoke “I couldn’t of lasted any longer either.” JJ said “Y/n, if you need our help we’ll do whatever it takes, even if this party was for us, we don’t care as long as your alright.” The boys agreed. Ethan looked at his phone and told you “Faith has just texted me and said that there isn’t much people there now. Only close friends and family.” You asked “really?” He nodded and showed a little video Faith made showing the people there. You said “I can deal with that.” You smiled more now.

The boys all gave you a hug each and a kiss on your forehead, a thing they have always down for you, no matter if their in a relationship or not.

You walked back in with the boys and you all enjoyed the rest of the party. The boys enjoyed it way more as there was less people and more people that they knew well. Which made your night a lot better than before. You were glad you had them as friends. The boys always have your back no matter the circumstances. They love you and you loved them.

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Hi! Hope this is what you wanted, sorry if it wasn’t what you had in mind. If you would like to ask for more thing your more than welcome. Anyone is welcome to ask ideas for me to post I’m more than happy to do that. Have a good day/night! 🫶

[iheartsophie]

Surprise!!

Harry Lewis (W2S) x Fem!Reader (3.6k words)

Summary: Reader surprises Harry during the Sidemen’s “$20,000 VS $200 HOLIDAY” after not seeing eachother for a month

Warnings: Swearing, PDA, small panic attack, NOT PROOF READ!!!!

Author note: i linked “I Got U” as a song because i feel like that is the most summer feeling song i know and im missing summer rn

So a bit of backstory, Josh has planned a $20,000 vs $200 holiday an he called me around two weeks ago asking if I would join in the video and surprise Harry as well as the other lads- of course I said yes! I’ve currently been away on a business trip for the past month and I haven’t been able to see Harry, the only way I’ve seen him is on FaceTime which isn’t the same as seeing and hearing his voice in person. Every week when the boys have been recording they’ve secretly been messaging me and sending me photos of Harry moping around and complaining about how he won’t see me for an extra week due to the holiday video. The only people who do know are Josh, Kon, Kirsty, Cal and Freezy. Cal and Freezy are also tagging along to surprise the boys.

As soon as my last business meeting was over I rushed out of the doors and directly onto the train home because I needed to pack as soon as possible because I would not have time to in the morning because Mr. Josh Zerkaa decided to book the earliest flight in existence, Cal and Freezy were fine with it; me on the other hand, I was fuming… because that means I’m missing out on my beauty sleep!

(The night before surprising Harry… )

After the excruciatingly long train ride from Manchester to London I was finally back home at mine and Harry’s shared apartment, it was weird walking in through the doors and not having Harry greet me at the door was a hug and a kiss.. but I reminded myself I would be in the same country as him in just short of 17 hours. I headed towards our bedroom and threw on some pjs which consisted of one of Harry’s t shirts and some shorts. Packing was a nightmare, let’s just put it that way. I had not been on holiday in so long and I had forgotten how stressful it is making sure you have enough necessities to last you the time you’re away and also making sure you have not forgotten anything… So I just grabbed all of my clothes that were in my “summer side” of the wardrobe and tried to stuff it into one suitcase and that did not work, so I ended up with two family sized suitcases almost bursting at the seams full of my things.

As soon as I had finished packing I went to make a quick pot noodle in the microwave as I knew I wouldn’t tend to the dishes in the morning and I don’t want to come back to messy dishes after the holiday and I definitely don’t think Harry would either. As I was eating my pot noodle my phone started buzzing, I looked at the contact “Bog 💙” - I answered straight away

(Italic- Harry)

“Hello (y/n/n)”

“Hiya babe you okay? How’s the trip so far?”

“Could be better… The trip is alright , I’m on the good team so that’s good I guess, could be better if you were here”

“Aww I’m missing you too, don’t get yourself down love, only 5 more days left! Then you’ll be back home and we can go see that movie you wanted to see if you’re up for it”

“I know and of course I want to go to the movie are you mad! My all time favourite movie franchise ever”

(I giggled as I heard JJ, Tobi and Josh in the background telling harry to get off the phone and go to the sauna with them)

I shouted down the phone

“Oi you lot shut your mouth we are talking over here! Anyways, I best get going I need to call Cal and Freezy to make sure they’re up and ready early in the morning tomorrow”

Shit, I’ve slipped up…

Harry frowned at me through the phone

“What do you mean? Why do you need to do that?”

What do I say? Think y/n. Think!

“Oh! Did I not tell you? We’re going on a hike tomorrow, yeah! To the Lake District?”

“Ohhh okay, yeah best let you go then. Love you!”

“Love you too, bye!”

That was close… I can’t believe that just happened. How did I manage that? Anyways, I put my empty pot noodle in the bin and put the fork in the dishwasher to deal with later. I went into the bathroom and completed my night routine and got into bed, and quickly messaged Cal and Freezy to have their alarms set and where we will meet at the airport in the morning. Soon after that I dozed off…

(Time skip to the getting off the train)

As I was getting off the train I got a message from harry:

“Bog 💙: Have a nice day with the boys, please don’t push them off the mountain🙏, love you”

I sent a quick message back:

“I’ll try my hardest, love you too”

I somehow bumped into Cal and Freezy at the train station instead of at the airport, they both brought their cameras to get footage of us on the way their so the editors can put it in and we have our own little segments in the video. “Look who we have here…” Cal teased, “Mrs. Harry Lewis”. “Not a mrs yet, I’m still waiting” I corrected while holding up my left hand beholding my empty ring finger. After that small segment they put their cameras away and we caught a taxi and made our way to the airport. Getting out of the taxi was a struggle not for the boys, just for me, because of my two huge suitcases it was hard trying to pick them up and out of the boot of the taxi. And instead of the boys ,who are meant to be like brothers to me, helping me get them out they just filmed me while laughing in the background and caught a clip of my tripping over the suitcase which was behind me. “You’re both such dicks, wait till I tell Harry”, “What is Harry going to do? Cause I can bet you £100 right here that he will laugh too.”

We finally made track down the road to the airport and Freezy started filming a little bit with Cal next to him and me behind them still struggling with my suitcases, which you can imagine is causing me some unneeded anger. “As you can see y/n finally got her suitcases out and we are on the way to the best holiday, we are going to the best destination. Thank you sidemen for this holiday, we really appreciate it”, “Bro you’re such an arse licker, you just want to be on the good team if you’re invited again!” I pointed out, Cal turned around to me “Now, now, y/n don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same thing.” I stayed silent and they both laughed.

“We are on our way to meet- surprise them, they have no idea that we’re going I’ve been playing tricks with Harry all week, y/n told us that she nearly slipped up on the plan”, “I didn’t mean to! I feel so bad lying to him, he told me to have a good day in the Lake District and to message him when we get there.. he’s going to be so worried when I don’t message him.”

(Time skip to when we’re in the airport)

Poor Cal is not having a good time, he’s left his phone on the train and now his bag has been chosen for a search and I know this isn’t about me but I just want to get on that plane now, and all of this messing about is causing me to stress so bad and I can’t talk to harry about it because it will give away our secret so I just keep to myself and put my headphones on.

We’re finally on the plane, at last! But the only problem is I haven’t told the boys I’m scared because whenever I’m on a plane I’m usually with Harry and he can just sense my worry and comforts me without me having to tell him or ask him to. Though only Freezy is aware because of when I went skiing with him and Harry and started crying when that plane took off. When plane started to move my breathing started to pick up and I leat my elbows on my knees and looked down. Unbeknownst to me Cal and Freezy looked at each other over my body and mouthed to eachother “Is she alright?” Cal asked, “She’s terrified of flying” Freezy pointed out. Freezy tapped my shoulder for me to look at him and when I did he opened his arms for me to go into and he hugged me while I cried into his shoulder, and whilst I did he was rubbing my back and trying to soothe me the best he could.

It took me a few minutes to calm down and when I did Cal let me watch a movie on his laptop, which lasted almost the whole flight. We finally landed and all three of us made sure we turned out locations of for the boys, whilst we were doing that all the messages that didn’t send because we were on the plane we’re coming through, all of mine were from Harry and a few of the boys..

Bog💙: message me when you arrive so I know you got there safely x

Bog💙: and don’t forget to tell me if Cal slips up the hill again

Bog💙 hello? It’s been 3 hours now surely you’re almost there by now

Bog💙: why aren’t my messages going through are you okay?

Bog💙: babe please tell me you’re okay

Tobi: Harry’s freaking out are you okay? Please let us know

JJ: Fam what are you playing at, are you alr??

(Time skip to getting to the harbour)

I quickly replied to them all reassuring them I’m okay and that I forgot about telling Harry I arrived. Josh messaged us to tell us to meet at the harbour with our suitcases because we can leave them on the yacht when we get to it. So while we were waiting for Josh to get here we found a British bar and we ordered a nice English breakfast each, though while we were waiting I went to the bathroom and got changed into a bikini and put some denim shorts over the top and some of my nice sandals on. We finished our breakfast and Josh arrived outside the bar.

Josh took us to the yacht they had rented and where we were going to surprise the boys, and we chose were we were hiding and a code word Josh will say for when we were to jump out which was “chips”, though they told me to come out a little bit later as an extra EXTRA surprise for harry. Cal and Freezy hid behind the seat were the wheel was and I was at the bottom of the stairs on the lower deck, enough to hear Josh but also enough so Tobi, JJ, and harry walk last and don’t suspect anything.

Everything was in place and ready to go. Now we were just waiting and anticipating the boys’ arrival. Josh mumbled that he could see the boys and I slightly looked over the steps to make sure Cal and Freezy were hidden and I couldn’t see them so I did I little nod to myself and ducked back down because they finally listened to something for once. I could started to hear the boys, I could hear Tobi repeating “you’re a king, you’re a king” to Josh and JJ saying “oh my god” and the nervous laugh I could recognise anywhere, harry. I started to get butterflies in my belly coming to terms that I’m seeing harry for the first time in a while.

“I’m buzzing to eat these chips”

All you could hear on the yacht was cheering and laughing. And Harry’s infamous screams. All the boys ran to hug each other and tackled each other. When it all calmed down Harry went silent as if piecing things together, “Whats the matter Harry?” Tobi questioned, “If Cal and Freezy are here, where’s y/n then?” and I took that as my queue to come up the stairs with a tray of drinks. “Hello? Special delivery” ( yes when I was in the lower deck I found the bar and made everyone drinks) Harry just stood up and stared at me, while Tobi and JJ ran up to me, I was quick to put the drinks on the closets surface to save them from being spilt everywhere. I welcomed Tobi and JJ with a hug. When they let go Harry had finally took it all in and realised I was here and ran towards me and tackled me onto the large sofa and gave me the biggest hug and repeating how much he had missed me.

The boys went up to the other side of the boat to give me and Harry some space to speak a bit and catch up, I told him about how my business meeting went well and how my brand is expanding and he was telling me about how the shoots were. We sat in comfortable silence after our conversation and I looked down at his legs and realised he was wearing sweat shorts and frowned, “You know I don’t think those are the best shorts to swim in”, “Don’t worry I’ve got some swim trunks with me”, “Where?”, He reached to his shoulder to prove that he has them and that they’re slung over his shoulder, I started laughing “I think you’ve flung them off the boat in excitement. We both looked over the side of the boat and low and behold there they were, bobbing along in the water. “Oh for fucks sake”

(Time skip)

It was soon time to have a bit of a feast on the boat me and harry sat next to eachother. Cal, Freezy and I weren’t that hungry considering about an hour and a half ago we had a full English, so we just stuck to some picky bits. There were many laughs and stories exchanged at the table mainly questions towards me cal and Freezy about how long we knew about this and how I managed to keep it a secret from harry.

Josh excused himself from the table to answer a phone call from Ethan which we all predicted was him complaint about the conditions he was currently in, we all told Josh to put it on speaker phone so we could hear his complaints and we were all creasing in laughter, at one point I wheezed which all the boys could recognise anywhere. Ethan picked up on it and shouted down the phone “Oi! Was that y/n? What the fuck, traitor! You said you would never go to the good team.” , “I fear you heard me wrong Behz, I said “I would never go to the good team if you were on it” “, my answers errupted in laughter and screams of shock from the boys. I then left and walked away to go a sunbathe and enjoy myself for a while.

With my headphones on and music playing I spent at least an hour sunbathing, unaware of the carnage going on around me. So when I took my headphones off and heard screaming and jet ski engines blaring I was very confused of how they did all this without disturbing me. I got up out of the deck chair and the whole top deck was soaked in wet foot prints and discarded towels, I watched over the side of the boat as the boys were jumping into the deep blue sea. Though all of a sudden I heard wet feet plodding behind me and I turned around to harry creeping up on me. “Harry, no!” “What are you talking about? I’m not going to do anything” I was then picked up and thrown into the water, harry still clinging onto me, “Harold! Why would you do that!” I scolded. “Just helping you cool off,” he shrugged. While all this happened the boys were looking down at us pointing and laughing.

I stayed in the ocean for a while until they started circling me with jet skis and trying to peer pressure me into going on the surf board, which i declined straight away and also the fact I was getting tired from the travelling and then sun beaming down on me. So I climbed back up the ladder and propped a nice parasol up to give me some shade and I decided to have a nap. A couple of minutes later I was woken up by Harry sitting next to me, “Why aren’t you laying down?” I asked, “I didn’t want to wake you and get you wet because you’ve seemed to have dried off and caught the sun already!”, “Don’t be silly come here.” I told him and opened my arms for him to cuddle into, and I started to play with his wet and tousled hair which he hummed in reply to. We both dozed off in each others hold, I did hear a camera shutter near by though I thought nothing of it a just thought it was Kirsty taking pictures of the boys on the jet skis. I jolted awake when I felt this large weight on top of my body and opened my eyes to see all the boys piling on top of me and harry, “what are you doing!” I exclaimed, “we’re basking in the love!” One of them replied and started making kissing noises to eachother, which me and harry both laughed at.

(Time skip to the villa)

Freezy pulled out his camera and started speaking “Lux, y/n this is the first time we’re gonna see it [the villa], we know it’s sick though because we know we’re in the good team.”

We got out of the car and I held Harry’s hand and walked up to the gates, waiting for them to open. Me and harry stayed behind the group because we haven’t had much alone time together since I arrived so we just distanced ourselves a little. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, “You tired?” Harry asked me “oh my gosh yes, I can’t wait to go to bed.” I groaned. When the gates opened my jaw dropped, this place was stunning, I want to live here!

“One thing is though these aren’t filled with water,” harry pointed at the small fountain at the front door, “I may have to leave a four star review because if this.” I slapped Harry’s shoulder jokingly “Don’t even start!” We walked through the front doors and me and JJ looked at eachother and immediately knew what to do, and I let go of Harry’s hand i quickly stood next to JJ and we started to sing the halo theme tune together in the large foyer. As we finished the boys laughed and and Freezy said “Ayy that’s the halo soundtrack!”

The boys started to give us a tour round the place and I was shocked at the size of the kitchen and the the large living room that looks out into the garden and also there’s a lift! They took us to the garden and told Cal, Freezy and I to face away and then turn around. JJ counted us down from 3 and when we turned around my eyes widened- the view was breathtaking…”you’ve got a mountain, in your back garden!” I exclaimed. The tour lasted awhile which I wasn’t surprised about because look at the size of this place. When they mentioned the poker table, mini arcade and the sauna I decided to find mine and Harry’s shared room and unpack my things because those things don’t interest me at all.

I had to memorise the route to mine and Harry’s room and started to unpack and when i finished I plopped myself onto the bed and let out a large sigh out of exhaustion. I heard the bedroom door open and close ,but I was too tired to lift my head up, and I felt the bed sink next to me and someone started to play with my hair. I opened my eyes to see Harry smiling down at me, “Did you see Freezys instagram story?” Harry questioned, “No not yet why?”, “Look..”

Calfreezy posted an instagram story…

“Aww they’re so cute! - even though I’ve been here for half a day already I’ve had so much fun.” I told harry, “I’m glad, because I’m really happy you’re here because you don’t know how much I’ve missed you, it’s been so boring and lonely coming home to no one for a month!”, “Don’t worry I couldn’t handle it either, I even told them at my meeting that from now on I’m working from home, so I can be with you more often.” Harry smiled and kissed my forehead. “Shall we get a shower and into some pjs and chill downstairs or do you want to watch a movie up here?” He asked me. “I think I want to watch a movie with you!” We went and got our shower and into some pjs which mine -again- consisted of one of Harry’s shirts and some shorts. We got tucked into bed and chose a movie that we both enjoy and I laid back and cuddle into harry and laying my head on his chest. We both fell into a deep slumber, not without saying “I love you” to eachother.

[lia-wrld]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧, 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐉𝐣, 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐫 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝

~𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧

I think he would understand that u can be a bit hormonal. Would get u pads, tampons and stuff like that. Simon would make less smart comments (if yk what i mean like the sarcasm) if u get annoyed by them when ur on ur period. He is prob going to try make u laugh if ur crying about sm stupid like about the fact that the crisps r finished.

~𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲

Oh harry he'd be the type to accidentally make u cry💀. This man would promise u that he is going to go get u food after he goes somewhere w his friends bc ur hungry and forget. He promised u bc he decided to go out with friends instead of spend time w u and forget the food😭. After u literally reminded him and harry still forgot. But he does make it up to u by cuddling w u. He'd offer to cook u said no bc u dont want ur kitchen burnt down. So u just orders in whatever u like.

~𝐉𝐣

Clueless about periods would constantly ask u about it and he would not to what do. U aint giving him any answer bc ur in pain ur there like tf u mean do u what hole do u bleed from. Soo what does he do he googles all his odd question and googles what to do with u. When whatever he tries does not work he just put on ur fav movie. Jj would prob by u sm u have been wanting like a channel braclet ( if u dont like that imagine anything els u like) to make u happy.

~𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐢

Oh tobi would be the sweetest person ever as if he already isn't but whenever ur on ur period its a whole other story. Anything u want he would get/do. U want to play uno? Alright I’ll grab the cards. Cuddles? U dont even have to ask. He us just so obssesed w u (but like in a healthy way) but tbf who wouldnt its u.

~𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐤

Aww poor vik he is also clueless . He knows how periods work unlike someone *cough cough* Jj. But he wouldn’t know how to deal with u he’d be there just patting ur head. Like u will be fine it could be much worse u could be in the submarine that got lost or be in the toxic gossip train.

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pillowtalk (w2s x reader)

warnings: smut smut smut

the video.

you loved your boyfriend. he was it for you. and not in the fleeting, butterfly way. not a crush that faded when things got difficult. no—he was the one you could scream at and argue with and then fall asleep tangled in the same sheet an hour later. the one who knew exactly how you liked your tea, exactly how to get under your skin, and exactly how to worship every inch of your body like it was the only language he spoke.

and oh, my god. he was the best sex you'd ever had. hands down. absolutely zero contest. you’d look at him and think he was very vanilla, but the way he fucked you? slow, deep, possesive—like he was trying to carve his name into your bones and remind you exactly who you belonged to. it made you feral. 

so when he asked you—on camera, during a truth or drink sidemen video, the prick—“have you ever faked an orgasm with me?” and you didn’t say no like he expected you to… you picked up your shot of tequila, knocked it back, and put the glass down like you were putting a final nail in a coffin.

trust, he was good at pleasing you. the things he could do with his tongue... jesus. the man was skilled. it was just that one time. to be honest, it wasn't even his fault. you were just tired, your head wasn't in it, and you just didn't want him to feel bad. so, you faked a few shaky breaths, moaned out his name, and smiled through the guilt. and that was it. one time. forgotten.

"it was just that one time—i wasn't in the mood, y'know? stop laughing, jj." you tried to surpress your giggles because of the look on harry's face.

you thought that was the end of it. one shot. one simple, honest answer. the boys were already laughing and moving on—ethan reading the next question with a shit-eating grin, jj still laughing like he usually did.

but harry?

harry was staring. he didn't laugh. didn't even crack a smile. he sat back, eyebrows slightly raised, lips twitching like he was trying to solve a maths problem. his whole expression unreadable. way too quiet for harry.

the rest of the video felt long. every time he laughed, every time he smiled or chimed in, you could feel the weight of his attention still hanging off you. he didn’t say much after that, just finished the game with a casual shrug, fingers drumming on the table.

the car ride.

it was so fucking quiet. not in an awkward way. no tension between you as people—you were fine. it was fine.

but it was so quiet.

harry's eyes were on the road, hand steady on the wheel. the only sounds were the low hum of the engine, and the occasional turn signal.

but you could feel him.

feel his gaze flicker over to you at red lights. feel the way his fingers tapped restlessly against the steering wheel. feel the heat simmering between you, hotter by the second.

so, you broke the silence. "what's going on in that pretty head of yours, hm? you're awfully quiet."

his knuckles tightened on the wheel. "hm? nothing. just... thinking."

"about what?" you turned your knees slightly towards him, now looking at his absolutely flawless side profile.

"you know what." his jaw clenched, a small smirk on his face.

you rolled your eyes. "haz, you're still on that? it was just a game. i don't even remember when it happ—"

he didn't look at you. "i'm just trying to figure out how i missed it."

"babe, come on. it was years ago, harry. you didn't do anything wrong. it wasn't about you. i swear." you laughed, reaching over to rub his knee as reassurement.

he looked down, and then up again. after a few moments of silence, he spoke, his voice lower. "i don't want you to feel like you have to perform with me."

"baby. it was one time. it's so insignificant that i don't even remember when it happened." you leaned over and brushed a soft kiss on his cheek.

after you reached home.

the front door clicked shut behind you with a soft thud, and that was it. the match dropped.

he didn’t speak. just watched as you kicked off your shoes and turned toward him, still trying to act normal—casual—like your heart wasn’t hammering in your chest.

you opened your mouth to say something—

but he was on you.

mouth crashing to yours, hands gripping your waist hard enough to bruise. you stumbled back into the wall with a thud, gasping against his lips, his body crowding yours, warm and solid and desperate.

"fuckin' hell, y/n," he muttered against your mouth, kissing you like he was trying to devour your soul. "i'm losing my fucking mind."

“didn’t think you’d spiral this hard,” you breathed.

his hand curled around your jaw, thumb dragging across your bottom lip. "i’ve been replaying every sound you’ve made with me in my head. every fucking moan. every breath. trying to figure out which one was a lie.” his voice dropped. “you realise how mental that is?”

you swallowed, chest rising and falling fast.

he tilted your chin up. “so now i’m gonna make sure there’s no confusion.”

before you could even react, his hands reached the back of your thighs, and he picked you up in a go. a gasp slipped from your lips as your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the pressure of his hard-on pressing firmly against your core through the thin barrier of your clothes. the contact drew a soft whimper from your throat—needy and unfiltered.

harry smirked against your skin. "that all for me, love?" he murmured, his voice rough as his mouth found your neck for the millionth time.

you just whined in response and grabbed his hair, latching your lips onto his again. he chuckled lowly, and carried you to the bedroom door, throwing it open.

he kicked the door shut behind him with a thud that echoed, not that either of you noticed—too lost in the haze of each other, barely making it two steps before tossing you onto the mattress like you weighed nothing. you bounced once, breath catching as you pushed yourself up on your elbows.

he climbed on top of you, hovering for a moment as he tried to take in your presence, his fingers trailing under the hem of your top.

that's it. you couldn't take it anymore.

"goddamn it, harry." you surged up and yanked his shirt over his head in one go, fingers fumbling in your haste, lips catching his halfway through. it was teeth and tongue and heat, and all of it tinged with frustration.

"a little bit impatient there, huh?" he laughed as he tugged your top over your head and tossed it somewhere behind him, already reaching for your jeans.

“can you blame me?” you huffed, breath shaky as you wriggled out of them, your hands everywhere—his neck, his shoulders, everywhere. "you've been staring at me with bedroom eyes all day long, bruv."

harry laughed under his breath—low and rough—as he popped the button of your jeans and slid them down—along with your underwear— in one swift movement, eyes trailing down the length of you like he hadn’t seen you naked a thousand times before.

you bit your lip, cheeks flushed, eyes flickering down for a moment before dragging back up to meet his. your hands moved slowly to his belt, fingers slipping beneath the leather and tugging with careful urgency—like you couldn’t bear another second but also wanted to savour it.

you pulled it free in one smooth motion, letting it drop off the side of the bed with a soft thud. your fingers didn’t falter—next came the button of his jeans, the slow drag of the zip. you felt him twitch beneath your touch, felt the tension ripple through his abdomen.

“you’re killing me, babe,” he muttered, voice low, reverent, as he watched your hands work.

“good,” you whispered, slipping your fingers into the waistband of his boxers and sliding everything down in one go. he kicked them off without looking, never taking his eyes off you.

there he was: all of him, exposed to you, his cock thick and flushed, already dripping with need. your breath hitched in your throat, eyes tracing over every inch of him. the way his muscles tightened under his skin, the deep v of his hips leading to his hard length. It was almost too much.

you reached out, wrapping your fingers around his cock, feeling the heat of him in your hand. you could feel the veins throbbing beneath your touch, his length heavy and solid in your palm. "please fuck me," you whimpered.

he let out a ragged breath, his hands immediately grabbing at your legs, pulling you to him as he knelt between your thighs. and just like that, he leaned forward, pushing your legs apart as he aligned himself with your entrance. his eyes flickered to yours, a silent question. you nodded, breathless, barely able to form a sentence.

harry didn’t need another word. he sank into you in one deliberate thrust, his cock filling you, stretching you in the best possible way. you gasped at the sensation, your back arching off the bed, and he groaned in response, his hand sliding to your hip to hold you in place.

jesus, even after years of being together, you were still caught off guard by his size every single time. “god,” he muttered, his voice hoarse, as he stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to him. “you feel fucking perfect.”

harry didn’t waste another moment. he withdrew slightly, then slammed back into you with force, making you gasp as your body jolted from the impact. his pace was immediate, fast, relentless—he wasn’t holding back. every thrust sent waves of pleasure through you, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

you moaned out his name as your hands scrambled for purchase on his back, digging your nails into his skin. you gasped as you tried to meet each of his thrusts, your body working in perfect sync with his. there was no gentleness in this; there didn’t need to be. after all these years, neither of you held back anymore.

he gripped your legs tighter, pushing them up and apart to get even deeper, his hips snapping against yours with brutal force. every thrust hit you at the perfect angle, his cock filling you so completely that you could barely breathe. "oh my god, harry!"

you gasped, hips bucking as the familiar pressure started to build again in your core. the pace didn’t slow—if anything, harry pushed harder, faster, making sure you didn’t have time to catch your breath. his hands were everywhere—on your hips, your chest, your throat—as he fucked you like he owned you.

you felt your orgasm rise up, sudden and overwhelming. the sensation spread through every inch of you, every nerve firing at once as you came hard around him, screaming his name as you tightened around his cock. your whole body trembled, the force of it making your vision blur for a moment.

but harry didn’t stop. he was relentless, chasing his own high now, his pace never wavering as he fucked you through your orgasm. the tension was unbearable, and just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, he thrust into you with a final, deep stroke, groaning your name as he came hard inside you, his release spilling deep, filling you completely.

you both collapsed in the aftershocks of your highs, your body limp and trembling beneath him, as he kissed your neck, his breath ragged.

"oh my god," you heaved, recovering from your orgasm. "oh love, we're not done."

[aesthete-sia]

cutie pies (≧∇≦)ﾉ

[bad268]

Hello! Hope you've been having a good day. Would I please be able to request Simon Minter (Miniminter) x reader where reader is a professional women's footballer who plays for a club of your choice? Thank you if you do☺️

Baby Hello (Simon Minter X FCB! Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Youtubers

Requested: Clearly (I wanted to do something for the Charity match and try a Soulmate AU) (Also, based on this song)

Warnings: Car crash mentioned

POV: Second Person (You/your/They/them)

W.C. 1042

Summary: Soulmate AU/Simon meets the face behind the song that's stuck in his head.

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

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Simon has had this song stuck in his head for a while now. He didn’t even know what it meant because it was in a language he didn't speak. The first time he heard a song in his head, he thought it was just a random song he heard on the radio, but when he realized that he didn’t understand the lyrics, he asked his parents.

That’s when he learned about soulmates. Everyone hears whatever song is stuck in their soulmate's head. 

For as long as he could remember, all of the songs were in a different language, so Simon knew you were probably not English. When he was younger, he had no clue how he was going to run into you. Eventually, when he started the Sidement, he could understand how he could meet you.

Still, this one song was starting to piss him off. He’d learned a few years ago that most of the songs were in Spanish. Don’t get him wrong, it had a good beat, but he didn’t know what it meant. The fact that it had been the consistently same song every couple of weeks for almost two years was killing Simon.

One day, it stopped playing altogether, and he never thought he would miss a song he had never known.

You had heard about the Sidemen briefly from some of your friends and teammates, but nothing would have prepared you for meeting them. KSI had reached out to you a couple of months ago about you coaching during their Charity match, and who were you to say no?

You were currently benched from Barca because of a rotator cuff tear you got from a car accident a few months prior. Funny enough, right after KSI reached out to you about coaching, you got in the accident, and right after the match, you’ll travel to Valencia for your first match back.

A month before the match, you flew out to London and met up with the boys at a private field to start practicing. Your arm was still in a sling most of the time, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t kick a ball. 

You stopped at the hotel to drop off your stuff and grab your kit bag before heading out to the field. No one was there yet, so you changed into your practice kit and headed out to the pitch. You pulled out your speaker as you set up your match day playlist to get the vibe going. You tightened the sling before going out to start dribbling the ball and getting a couple of quick shots in. Then, your hype song came on.

Baby Hello by Rauw Alejandro and Bizarrap. 

Ever since it came out, it became your hype song and the song you always played just before a match. It got everyone’s mood up, pumped you all up, and got everyone ready for the match ahead.

You quickly fell into your groove; you didn’t even notice when Sidemen FC came bustling into the arena. Immediately, Simon stopped short as he registered what song was matching the song in his head. He left the rest of the boys in the dust as he practically ran over to you.

“What song is this?” He rushed, out of breath, as he stole the ball from you. 

“Baby Hello, only the best hype song,” You teased as you both passed the ball between yourselves carelessly. “Why? Do you not like it?”

“No, it’s just been stuck in my head for almost two years now,” Simon laughed, “I think it’s my soulmate’s favorite song.”

“I don't think my soulmate likes music, or maybe I listen to too much music because I never have any random songs stuck in my head,” You chuckled, moving to take a shot at the goal. “Well, except the one time.”

“On no,” Simon dragged out, slightly curious, “What does your soulmate listen to?”

“I don’t even know the name of it. It was something about from the screen, to the something, to the king? Something like that,” You dismissed.

“Why are we still making fun of my song, you dickheads?” JJ shouted as the rest of the boys finally caught up to you and Simon on the pitch. 

“Wait, that’s your song?” You questioned, looking at JJ momentarily before looking back at Simon. You gasped, slapping him on the arm, “Wait, so you’re the guy who got this song stuck in my head when I was driving and scared me into a pole!” 

“I did nothing!” Simon retorted, raising his hands in surrender. “I would never listen to that song willingly!”

“First off, rude.”

“Not talking about that right now, JJ,” You cut him off, pointing at Simon, “This was a couple of months ago. Like October-ish.”

“That’s when the song came out,” Josh pointed out quickly, gesturing between you, Simon, and JJ.

“The song may have been stuck in my head when we first heard it because we were all making fun of it,” Simon admitted, dropping his head.

“So, it’s your fault I tore my rotator cuff!” You accused in mock offense. “I just met my soulmate, and he’s already out to kill me.”

“I swear I didn’t mean to!” Simon tried to rationalize. “If it makes you feel better, your playlists are way better, and I haven’t listened to Thick Of It since October.”

“It’s called Thick Of It? Really?” You cringed, giving JJ the side eye. Then, you rolled your eyes as you muttered, “English people.”

“Aye, your soulmate is an English person,” Simon quipped back, narrowing his eyes at you.

“And the first thing you’re learning is how to defend a ball,” You replied quickly as you snatched the ball from him and ran to the opposing goal. “If that’s how you expect to play in the charity match, you can kiss any chance at winning adios. This is why you pulled me in, so we need to get to work. We’ve already wasted enough time on our revelations.”

“But we’ll talk about this more later, right?” Simon asked as the rest of the Sidemen followed you, ready to start practicing.

“Take me to dinner first, and maybe I’ll show you what Baby Hello is all about.”

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