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inevesgf · 7 months
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the biggest battle i will fight in life is the one i give myself by working on several fics at once
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w2sarcher · 6 months
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ski season | harry lewis
summary : ig feed of harry and y/n’s annual ski trip ft a cute surprise
face claim : dua lipa
a/n: feel free to request any insta au’s or fics, i'm excited to write some more stuff!!!
other stuff by me linked here : masterlist
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y/n_username posted a photo!
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liked by ksi and 342,053 others y/n_username harry and i 🫱🏻‍🫲🏼 fluorescent outfits tagged: wroetoshaw
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tobjizzle fits go crazy ↳ y/n_username we look crazy more like
behzingagram cold fits from you two ↳ y/n_username literally
faithlouiseak so cute
w2sfan20 omg their annual ski trip so cute :))
vikkstagram try not to stack it on a ski jump and break your collarbone like i did ↳ y/n_username ouch don’t remind me 😭😭😭 ↳ sidemenfan21 6 years later and he’s still traumatised
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wroetoshaw posted a photo!
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liked by calfreezy and 729,047 others! wroetoshaw Snow tagged: y/n_username
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calfreezy bet you feel right at home
y/n_username why have you tagged me i’m not even in this ↳ wroetoshaw thought i’d give you some free promo #AD wroetoynfan first harry post in years and this is what we get
theburntchip hot
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y/n_username posted an instragram story!
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y/n posted a photo!
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liked by vikkstagram and 398,349 others y/n_username having snow much fun ❄️
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vikkstagram punny caption ↳ y/n_username felt so clever when i thought of it
calfreezy cringe caption ↳ y/n_username hater
taliamar obsessed with your outfit omg ↳ y/n_username i’m obsessed with you omg
wroetoshaw must of had a good photographer ↳ y/n_username fully only 2 good ones out of the 100 you took
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y/n posted a photo!
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liked by wroetoshaw and 342,982 others! y/n_username last day of our trip :( tagged: wroetoshaw
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freyanightingale snowboard queen
wroetoshaw good looking fella in the last picture
calfreezy bet bog was scared of the ski lift ↳ y/n_username poor boy can't do heights 😂😂
chrismd10 always some sort of alcohol around you two
faithlouiseak yay come home i miss you 😭 ↳ y/n_username its been a 1 week but i miss you too
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Harry and Y/N were on their annual winter skiing trip in Geneva - a tradition they had taken up about 3 years into their relationship. They had reached the last day of the trip and decided to go out to a local bar and drown their sorrows - the pair not wanting the trip to end. After getting a few rounds between them they decided to call it a night, with their early flight and lack of packing done, they knew they probably should have ended the night a long time ago.
As they walked out of the bar, snowflakes fell softly from the sky and all the rooftops around them were dusted with a shimmering blanket of white, Harry and Y/N found themselves caught in a playful dance amidst the winter wonderland - the cold had knocked them back and they felt a lot more drunk than they thought they were.
Hand in hand, they ventured out into the cold air, their cheeks flushed red (Harry blamed the 2 bottles of wine they had shared). With each step, they left behind a trail of footprints in the snow, their laughter mingling with the soft crunch of their boots against the frozen ground.
Their destination? A secluded clearing nestled deep within the town—a secret spot they had discovered during their first winter together, a place where the world seemed to stand still and time lost all meaning.
As they arrived at their snowy sanctuary, Harry and Y/N wasted no time in diving headfirst into their wintry adventure. They built snow angels side by side, their bodies creating patterns in the pristine snow as they flapped their arms and legs, laughing at the mess they were creating.
Next came the snowman—a creation that looked a bit insane due to its lack of carrot nose (none of the shops around them were opened) or buttons for eyes (harry protested against the buttons) but nonetheless the snowman was standing proudly in the center of the snow as a testament to their love and creativity. With gloved hands and rosy cheeks, they worked together to shape and mold the perfect snowman, their laughter echoing through the quiet town as they occasionally through handfuls of snow at one another.
Yet amidst the flurry of snow and laughter, there was something else stirring in Harry's heart—a feeling so profound and overwhelming that he couldn't keep it inside any longer. Something that he'd been thinking about for months...years even.
With a nervous flutter in his chest, he turned to Y/N , his blue eyes shining with love and affection. And in that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the winter landscape and the warmth of their shared laughter, struggling through the snow to get down on one knee, he spoke the words he had been longing to say.
"Y/N, will you marry me?," he whispered, his voice barely above a hush and slightly hoarse from all the singing they’d done in the bar but still managing to carry with it all the depth and sincerity of his feelings.
Tears welled in Y/N's eyes as she gasped in astonishment, her hand flying to her mouth in disbelief. Her heart swelled with overwhelming joy, and her stomach felt sick (a mix of shock and booze) and it was as though she might burst with happiness.
It had felt like hours had gone by as the two faced one another, Harry shaking on one knee and Y/N stood in shock.
With a trembling voice, Harry broke the silence rambling in his drunken state, “You know it's okay if you say no, but I'd love it if you said yes - it's just sort of freezing down here and I’m scared if I stay like this any longer I’ll have turned to ice.'' Y/N could barely choke a laugh at his attempt of a joke but his panic shook her slightly and she realized she hadn’t replied to him yet.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace as tears of joy streamed down her cheeks. "Yes! Yes, a thousand times yes!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with pure elation. A sigh of relief passed Harry's lips.
And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace, surrounded by the beauty of the winter landscape, Harry and Y/N knew that their love was as enduring and timeless as the snow that blanketed the earth—a love that would warm their hearts even on the coldest of days, and carry them through all the seasons yet to come.
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y/n posted a photo!
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liked by ksi & 560,203 others! y/n_username there's snow way we're officially engaged!!! tagged: wroetoshaw
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calfreezy SHUT UP WHAT
ksi Congratulations! ❤️
faithlouiseak i'm crying i can't 😭😭😭
taliamar omfg facetime me right now
theburntchip go on bog finally
behzingagram shit i need to get my best mans speech prepared
wroetoshaw ❤️
vikkstagram Congrats you two!
r0sielewis finally going to be my sister in law omg
w2sfan2 omg nearly all the boys are engaged now i feel so old
zerkaa congrats bro, it only took us both 10 years plus 🥵
sidemanxixfan the caption hahaha they're meant to be
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hollytoshaw : thanks for reading!!! hope you all enjoyed my second instagram au!!! let me know what you guys think and if there’s anything i should change about these. really enjoying making them!
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zombvic · 4 months
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VROOM (harry lewis x reader)
summary : in which y/n and harry get invited to go to the silverstone formula one grand prix (2023)
face claim : no one exact
notes : im an absolute noob at writing fics so please excuse the quality lmao. im petrified of posting on here but ive been thinking about starting a blog for over a year. im open to feedback, opinions and any sort of questions/advice is welcome! i happen to waffle a lot so just skip those parts if uninterested. this is my first post so enjoy 😝 also pls request because i have the creativity of a koala so id appreciate some ideas :D
pairings : harry lewis x reader , lando norris x platonic!reader
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"WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?! Are you actually serious?" You asked your boyfriend in genuine shock, followed by a laugh from the man dressed in head to toe in Ferrari merch. The red and yellow colors clashed hilariously with the sleek, orange McLaren paddock pass hanging around his neck.
"What? I thought I'd support the winning team." He shrugged, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. You and Harry got invited by the Mclaren F1 team to watch the Silverstone Grand Prix from the paddock. As a Formula 1 fan youself, you were excited to see the cars upclose. To watch the mechanics to the pitstops, engineers do their things (idk what they do lmao) and to watch Max Verstappen overlap the whole grid like seven times. Even since you were a little kid you were amazed by those cars driving freakishly quickly. Now, several years later you get to experience it right infront of your eyes.
"Look, there's Lando!" Harry pointed out, spotting your friend talking to a group of mechanics. You approached Lando, who broke into a wide grin as he saw you. "Hey! There are my favorite YouTubers!"
You beamed. "Lando! It's so good to see you. How's it going?"
"It's been wild but amazing," Lando replied, glancing at Harry. "And I see you've managed to get Harry in the right gear this time."
Harry laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah, I had a little help with that."
Lando gave you two a playful nudge. "So, who are you rooting for today? Besides me, of course."
You laughed. "Well, McLaren, obviously. But I'm also excited to see how the Brits perform. It's going to be an interesting race."
"That's the spirit," Lando said, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Alright, I better get back to my team, but I'll see you guys later? Enjoy the race!"
You and Harry found a spot in the back of Landos garage, it had a view on the screens but also the pit-stop. The whole race went by fast. The moment the lights went out Lando tried his hardest with a deserved P2 at his home race.
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yourusename mom, i got invited to the silverstone grand prix.. still lowkey in disbelief like wtf.. me?? anyways, tysm mclaren 🩷 enjoy my lovely film camera dump raaaah.
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user harry looking fine as always😍
user y/n and lando finest friends
wroetoshaw whos the first fella hes fit
- yourusername he has a girlfriend..
user i can imagine y/n just walking around taking pictures of everything and everyone 😭😭😭
user i almost melted when they came on the screen
- user me too 😭 forgot i was watching f1 for a second
wroetoshaw i still think i shouldve worn my ferrari outfit #hater
- yourusername youd be sticking out like a sore thumb youre lucky i stopped you #loser #youalmostworepajamapants
user y/n looked so good there 😍
user i LIVE for y/n and landos friendship
faithlouisak i cant believe you chose him over me..
- yourusername im sorry bae.. next time im taking u
faithlouisak finest woman out there
calfreezy wtf fake friends.. theburntchip are you seeing what im seeing ???
- theburntchip bunch of fakies😔
holy what a yap fest lmfao please someone REQUEST something 😭 cause this is too plain.. !
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i miss you my lovelies, what if I told you i am going to work very hard to finish a cute lil harry wroetoshaw high school fic in the next hour or so (hopefully less but i have to be realistic)
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miniwrites1 · 6 years
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Simon’s Little Sister - wroetoshaw
{Request} - Can you please do a fic where you are Simon's sister and are dating Harry. Simon is cool with it but makes teasing jokes about hating it. One day he walks in on you having sex. You decide how he reacts. Thankyou xx
Warning - Small amount of smut
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“(Y/N), come here for a second.”  Harry, your boyfriend called out to you from his spot on the sofa in the lounge. He was sat next to your brother, Simon. Simon was older than you by three years, therefore he had always been incredibly protective of you especially when it came to men. Your relationship with Harry was a little bit of a sticking point for him. Harry was his friend, but you were his sister. You knew the only way for him to really cope with the relationship was to make jokes about you both to tease you.
You walked into the lounge from the kitchen where you had been making yourself a cup of tea, and immediately walked over to where Harry was sitting. Popping your cup of tea down on the sideboard you perched yourself on his lap, partly to annoy Simon but mostly just because Harry was comfy. Harry wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. You turned your head towards him to place a kiss on his lips when you heard the sound of your brother gagging beside you.
You turned your head towards him and saw his childish version of fake gagging which made both you and Harry laugh.
“Get a room you two, I don’t need to see that.” Simon spoke, adding another gagging sound for good measure. Harry gave you a look which you knew all too well. Quickly standing up, you walked out of the room, biting your lip as you left. You knew what Harry wanted to do, you just had to hope that Simon would be too oblivious to notice the sexual tension in the room. You headed up to Harry’s room and perched on the side of his bed, waiting for him. You could hear Harry speaking to Simon down the corridor, saying something about filming a video with you. That was when the conversation faded and you heard footsteps heading towards the door. Harry appeared at the door, quickly entering the room.
“You need to be quiet if were going to do this, I know how loud you can be.” Harry said with a laugh. You could feel the blush rising in your cheeks, the last thing you wanted was Simon finding you and Harry in a precarious position. Harry put his hands on your waist and kissed you gently.
“Are you ok with this?” He asked you, you nodded in reply before gripping the hem of your t-shirt and pulling it off, leaving you in your shorts and your bra. You could feel Harry’s eyes burning into you, making you smile slightly. You then slid your shorts off, joining your t-shirt on the floor. Harry looked you up and down.
“I think this is a little unfair, you’re still fully clothed.” You murmured seductively. You heard his breath hitch as you approached him, pulling his shirt over his head. The rest of your clothes came off quickly and soon he had you on his bed, pinning your body to the mattress. You could feel him pressing into you slowly, taking his time, making sure not to hurt you. He placed a soft kiss you your lips as he slid himself fully inside of you. It was a stretch but it felt so good, you loved every minute of it.
“I love you (Y/N).” He whispered in your ear as he slowly slid in and out, his face buried into your neck.
“I love you too Harry.” You replied, kissing him deeply. The sex was slow and gentle. Loving. You loved him and he loved you. You were both wrapped up in each other that you didn’t hear the door to Harry’s bedroom open, in fact you were completely unaware of your surroundings until you heard a ‘manly’ scream. Your eyes darted over to the door where you saw Simon standing there, mouth agape as if this was the worst thing he’d ever seen. Harry quickly pulled the covers over you both, giving you a small amount of dignity in front of your brother. Simon went to say something but it seemed like he couldn’t get the words out, his mouth opening and closing like a fish before he shook his head, his shoulders shaking slightly. You were confused and by the look on Harry’s face, so was he.
“Si? Are you ok?” You questioned cautiously. That was when you heard him start to laugh. It stopped relatively quickly though.
“(Y/N) as long as you’re, you know, being safe… I don’t really care.” Simon stated with a small smile. “I’ll let you get sorted, but next time if you want to be sneaky about sex, be a little quieter.” With that final sentence Simon left the room. You looked over to Harry and began to laugh.
“I can’t believe we just got caught, and Simon’s ok with it.” You said, slightly shocked at the outcome.
“Well, I did tell you that you needed to be quiet.” Harry replied with a wink. You glared at him, launching a pillow at his head.
“Fuck you Harold.” You moaned with a laugh. He rolled his eyes.
“You just did.”
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