Thank You For Showing Ceorry Part 1 So Much Love!! I Wanna Give This Series A Name But Im Not Very Creative

thank you for showing ceorry part 1 so much love!! I wanna give this series a name but I’m not very creative so if anyone has any ideas pls lmk 🫶🏾

harry is y/n’s boss, and he’s also a super rich ceo, and he thinks she’s so pretty :)

warnings: harry being super flirty and a nice kiss

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“Mr. Styles?”

The low voices Y/N hears through the door abruptly stop. “Y/N, come in.” Upon entering her boss’s office, she sees Mitch, the accountant from yesterday, sitting at Harry’s desk, charts and spreadsheets spread out. He looks proper annoyed by the intrusion, but Harry could not seem to care less. He looks at her intently while he waits for her to speak. 

“I’m ready to work,” Y/N lifts up her laptop and notebook and Harry’s eyes land on the items. “I really had a chance to get lots done this morning. I usually take Fridays to sleep in, but not today sir!”

“Ah, you’re ready to get started?” His desk is already cleared of documents to make room for her. “I’m glad you had a chance to really use it. It was useful, I’m hoping?”

Y/N nods quickly. “I did! It helped me actually knock out, like, half of my report.”

“That’s good to hear,” Harry’s positively beaming at her, and it makes Y/N flush. “I knew you could do it. You jus’ needed a little bit of help. Why don’t you come and sit? Mitch was just leaving.”

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MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER

Harry just wants to make Y/N feel better… with kisses. lots and lots of kisses.

Harry could sense that something was bothering Y/N. She seemed lost in thought, and her eyes were clouded with worry. He reached out to her and gently took her hand, pulling her close to him. He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, hoping to reassure her that everything would be alright.

As Y/N leaned into Harry, he continued to shower her with kisses. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, then moved to her nose, before finally settling on her lips. His kisses were tender and loving, each one filled with the desire to make her feel better.

Y/N closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. Harry's touch was always so reassuring, and his kisses had a way of making her feel like everything would be alright. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, and buried her face in his chest.

Harry could feel Y/N worries very slowly melting away as he continued to shower her with kisses. He knew that he couldn't fix everything for her, but he hoped that his love and affection would be enough to ease her mind.

As they held each other, Harry whispered sweet nothings into Y/N’s ear. He told her how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, and how grateful he was to have her by his side. His words were like a balm to her soul, and she couldn't help but smile.

Y/N’s looked up at Harry, her eyes shining with love and gratitude. She leaned in to press a kiss to his lips, and he responded eagerly. Their kiss was filled with passion and love, and they clung to each other as if they were the only two people in the world.

As they broke apart, Harry pulled Y/N’s close again and resumed his reassuring kisses. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her nose, and finally to her lips once again. Y/N’s couldn't help but giggle at his affectionate display, and Harry's heart swelled with joy.

He knew that life could be tough sometimes, but as long as they had each other, they could face anything. Harry continued to press his loving kisses all over Y/N’s face, this time with more pep in his kisses, still given with love but with some added playfulness to it; knowing that he could make her feel better with just a simple touch. And as they held each other close, their love only grew stronger.

"Stop it, Harry!" Y/N protested, trying to stifle her laughter. "You're making me laugh—I’m supposed to be sad."

"That's the point," Harry replied, still smiling as he continued to press kisses all over her face. "I don't like it when you're sad. I want you to feel better, and if I have to kiss you all over your face to make that happen, then so be it."

Y/N couldn't help but feel her heart swell with love for her husband. He always knew how to make her feel better, even on the gloomiest of days. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss.

They stayed like that for a few moments, lost in each other's embrace, before Y/N pulled away and rested her forehead against Harry's. "Thank you," she whispered. "You always know just what to do."

Harry smiled and pressed one final kiss to her nose. "I love you, Y/N. And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

"I know," Y/N replied, leaning in for another kiss. "Thank you."

kryptonite

in which y/n smokes weed (sometimes) and she thinks her dealer is super cute, and harry always gives her a little extra because she’s sweet

word count: 8.2k

pairing: plug!h and y/n

warning: if you are uncomfortable with the use of drugs, please do not continue reading!! i DO NOT want to see any messages in my inbox that talk of ‘glamourizing’ this drug. if you don’t like it-> don’t read it. mentions of bullying, peer pressure, 

author’s notes: the second and final part to this fic will be posted next week, feb. 02 at 8am pst.

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Harry hated parties. 

Admittedly, they were a third of his source of income, but unless it wasn’t a gathering exclusively composed of his close circle, he didn’t want anything to do with it. They were too loud and sticky, messy and smelly. Red solo-cups littered at every available corner, half filled with Coca-cola, vodka, and the occasional sad, cigarette butt. Scantily clad girls and ‘discreet’ boys that didn’t know how to read body language that clearly screamed ‘I’M NOT INTERESTED!’. It just all got his nerves because half the time he knew they were only using him to get reduced prices on the marijuana he spent ample time on growing. 

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Intimacy

An anxious!reader fic.

Summary: Y/N hasn’t been intimate with someone in a long time, which makes her nervous about having sex with Harry for the first time.

Word count: 6.5k

Warnings: anxiety, smut (featuring soft dom!harry, fingering, thigh riding, oral - m receiving)

A/N: This is one last idea (for now) that I had for the anxious!reader universe. Lots of smut, but it’s very soft and sweet and full of love :)

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His hands. Y/N can’t stop staring at his hands.

There are a lot of things she finds attractive about Harry. Too many. It’s actually maddening how one person can have so many attractive qualities. Lately, her brain has decided to fixate on his hands. They’re pretty and elegant, strong and masculine.

His long fingers are often decorated with an ornate collection of rings. Sometimes his nails are painted with vibrant colours; other times, they’re unpainted but still clean and neatly trimmed. She can often see the veins that travel up the backs of his hands into his toned arms. He moisturizes them well too, so they rarely look dry.

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“Outer Banks” Cast tests how well they know each other

Drew starkey x f!reader

Masterlist || Thirst tweets interview

A/N: (Y/m/n = your mom’s name) Next Drew Starkey post the day after tomorrow, I’m thinking a smut before I start posting your requests?

Word count: 1.3K

“Hi i’m Y/n Y/l/n and we are the cast of Outer Banks and we’re here to test how well we know each other”

“Before we start, i just wanna say that Drew should not be able to play this turn” announced Chase, putting his arms up in surrender. Every other cast member agreed while you and Drew were looking at each other with widened eyes, clearly insulted by this.

“Why?” you asked.

“And Y/n should not play when it’s Drew’s turn” added Austin.

“Cause y’all are practically married at this point, it’s not fair” explained Rudy.

“Yes it is”

Finally they all accepted the fact that you should all play regardless of your personal relationships.

“Okay first question ‘What is the first thing I do in the morning?’ ”

“Wait, is this like when you’re at home or working?” asked Madelyn.

“Good question, can we do both?” you asked, looking at the producers off camera, they all nodded.

“Check your phone!”

“Go to the bathroom!”

“Brush your teeth?”

“Kick me and then go back to sleep!” answered Drew.

“That is- okay pause. I don’t kick you on purpose”

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