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chandeliermichel · 2 months
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Synopsis: Kate lost contact with her childhood bestfriend years ago. The reason was unknown to her as well. Why had he left her when they were so close? Where did he go? Will she ever meet him again? She didn’t know. So, what will happen when he sees his beloved embracing another man so tightly and looking at him with so much love?
He’s curious at first. Kate, his love, wasn’t the type of woman to hug a stranger that way…? He must be someone important, he concludes. But something akin to jealousy stirs in his chest. He didn’t like how she held the stranger’s hands in hers and… was she crying? 
“Beloved, are you perhaps forgetting to introduce us?” He snakes an arm around her waist and pulls her toward him.
“I am her lover. Pleased to meet you.”
He could tell that the stranger harbored no romantic feelings for Kate but still… she was the only one who could make him feel so many emotions at once. What a troublesome little lover.
William, Roger, Alfons, Harrison
Who the fuck is that? Why’s she hugging him so tightly? He’s normally grumpy and won’t express his emotions but that. That made his heart sting in the worst way possible. Not to be possessive but he thinks his princess (he’s seething ngl) should only look at him with that much love and adoration. Ugh. Yeah, totally not jealous.
“Oi, princess. What a naughty girl you are. I will need to show you and make you remember just who you belong to. Hmm?”
“What are you saying? Oh, lord…”
Jude
Oh? Why is Kate running? Who’s that man? Does she know him? Why is he lifting her up and spinning her around?! It doesn’t take long for him to get jealous and annoyed, though he hides it behind a veil of politeness… as if he’s not bothered by the display but good lord. He’s more than bothered. His heart didn’t like it a bit.
To see her looking at someone else like that — it bothered him.
“Sweetheart! There you are. Hello, I am her husband. Who might you be?”
The husband part was not true. Yet, he said it with such confidence and wore a smug smile… sigh, he loves her a lot, it seems.
Victor, Ellis, Liam, Elbert
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zuhamuses · 4 days
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☆ some harri headcanons because i love him so much. slightly suggestive in some scenes but nothing too bad! enjoy, my loves <3
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Harrison grey. The guy who avoided you like the plague at first, and messed with you, continuously lying and never uttering a single truth, was now SO in love with you. 
His lovesick grin when he sometimes wakes up before you (it’s very rare), and he looks at your face as if seeing you for the first time. His eyes glide over your slightly furrowed eyebrows to your closed eyes, then to the bridge of your nose, and lastly they reach your lips. The lips he had connected with his own on so many occasions. Harri makes sure to drink in your sight like a man starved and thirsty in the Sahara, etching every detail into his brain before he drifts off to sleep once again.
Always wants to sleep till late, especially when there are no missions to go to. He would like to just stay in bed with his beloved, either while reading a book or listening to her talk. He doesn’t care what you want to say, your voice is so lovely that it has held him captive. He WILL gently comb his fingers through your hair!! He’s big on that!
JAW AND EAR KISSES… oh yes. Lazy kisses on your jaw to silence you whenever you want to get out of bed. He will silence your murmurings and complains with that. When he succeeds in getting you to be quiet and flustered, he passes you a grin. 
His morning voice??? Hello?? Raspy and hot and when he murmurs next to your ear with that?? He will use it to mess with you from time to time, and oh lord does this man love when you get flushed because of that??? “Sweetheart” “darling” or any other term of endearment said in that voice is enough to cause a mini heart attack!!
Harri gets possessive quite easily and he’s not really verbal about it, but he will pull you closer by your waist, and whisper some things in your ear. Yeah… some really scandalous things at times that you have to clamp a hand on his mouth to shut him up. Seriously, for an introvert, he’s so cheeky and mischievous at times.
Will most definitely share his sweets with you. You are his partner, the love of his life, his last love! And if you wanna make him flustered, then scoop up some of the dessert on a spoon and bring it to his lips. Sometimes he may be caught off guard but other times he will eat it, and kiss your finger. Saying something like “You smell sweeter than all these desserts.” and watches you avert your gaze from him. He’s cheeky as hell.
If you ever wear his clothes, he WILL get flustered. You look so damn cute in his clothes! He just wants to coddle you all day and kiss you till you are left breathless. Goodness, the effect you have on him is crazy, but now he doesn’t know how to live without you.
Reading books together at night!! Him reading to you in that soft tone of his, and having you sit on his lap??? Yes. 
Harri will sometimes stare at you with lovey dovey eyes when he thinks you aren’t looking. You are the prettiest girl he has ever met in his entire life, and he’s constantly surrounded by other women. Oh. and speaking of other women, if you ever get jealous of someone getting too close to Harri, he will make sure you know how much you mean to him.
He will kiss you till you are gasping for air, face flushed red, and the only thing you can utter is his name. It’s in such moments that he truly lets loose, and says what’s in his heart. Honestly, with no filters. “Yeah, darling. I love you. I love you more than you will ever know.” Even though you are panting to catch your breath, he has the strongest urge to connect your lips with his again. That, he does.
Will always treat you gently, and be sweet with you. He loves you, and Harri knows he has to let you know that.
You do things to Harrison Grey, and he’s fallen too hard for you, with no hopes of ever getting up.
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sebsxphia · 2 years
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Harrison smut for a starved orphan? (me)
I firmly believe he’s a sweetheart and his fav position is missionary!!! My mind will not change, anyways, he just wants to see you in the moonlight and be as close to you as humanly possible
moonlight.
harrison knott x reader.
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→ description: harrison thinks you look beautiful in the back of his car.
→ c/w: p in v, fluff.
→ a/n: of course my love! i hope you enjoy the below! <3 my main masterlist can be found here! 💌
“Harrison.” You moaned, barely above a whisper. His name falls so softly from your lips, he thinks his name sounds like a sweet song coming from you. You delicately hold onto his biceps as he’s wedged between your thighs in the back of his car. You’ve both spent the whole day surfing at the beach until the sun decided to set. The clear night sky has the moonlight reflecting off the windows and into his parked up car. It dances on his back muscles and gently highlights the soft features on your face that he’s come to love so much.
He notices the shadow across your eyebrows changing in the moonlight, as they furrow together when he enters you slowly. He always loved having you in this position, he can tell from the blissful look plastered on your face how delicious it feels for you. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your nose and cheeks, tasting the salt spray and sweet sun cream on your skin. He adores how you taste, every inch of your skin and every fold in your pussy tastes like sweet summer sun.
Harrison gently drags his hips out of you, before following back through and pressing in-between your thighs again, brushing over that sweet spot inside of you that makes you mewl out his name again, so sweetly he thinks you sound like an angel. You move your hands up to run through his hair, his fringe tousled from the sea wind and salt.
He begins to move his hips faster, increasing the pace with every thrust as he can feel your legs lock around his waist tighter, your desperate need for him growing more. He’s moving along the soft spot inside of you with such precision it makes you curse. He knows you like the back of his hand and he feels incredible inside of you. You always stop to think about how you fit together perfectly.
He moves one hand from cupping your face to gently slide it down over you breasts and along the soft flesh of your stomach, making a small whine leave your lips, harshly followed by a gasp tearing from your throat as he runs soft circles around your clit with the pad of his fingers.
You softly cry out his name again and he groans, lifting himself up slightly to look down at your pressed together bodies. The moonlight creeps in past the window, highlighting your body underneath him perfectly. He can see the way your chest rises and falls delicately with each pant and how your stomach flexes when he brushes his finger over your clit again in the perfect motion.
He leans back down to you, picking up his thrusts, his fingers still working at your clit. He buries his head into the crook of your neck and your washed out hair, smelling like the coconut shampoo you use after you’ve been surfing. He inhales it deeply, the mix of your sweet scent and the way your walls are pulsing around him sending him into a frenzy.
“You look so beautiful tonight, darling.” He murmurs against your throat before kissing your skin, turning it into a harsh suck as he feels your moans vibrate along your neck.
The feeling of his lips attached to your throat and his fingers rubbing around your clit, makes the knot in your stomach tighten until it snaps. Clenching around him and your legs gripping onto his waist tighter, you come with a harsh cry tearing from your throat, panting hard to keep up with the feeling as he coaxes you through your blissful orgasm.
You feel his hips stutter at the feeling of your walls clenching around him, dragging along the sweet spot inside of you, sending your mind reeling. He pulls his head up from your neck and you hold his face, looking at him with heavy eyes. He follows behind you with a grunt, your name falling aggressively from his mouth.
“You feel so fucking good, sweetheart.” He moans, watching his Adam’s apple move in his throat as he becomes further intoxicated with your touch.
You’re both catching your breath as you feel him soften inside of you, still holding his face and looking up at him with a look in your eyes that he can only describe as you’re completely spent, feeling your arousal slick between your thighs.
He brings up his hand from in between your sweaty sheened bodies and brushes your hair out of your eyes from when your head rolled backwards when you came. He tucks it behind your ear and presses a soft kiss to your salt chapped lips. “I love you.” He wishes he could stay here, in this car, in this part of the world, with you, forever. He pulls back and says barely above a whisper, “I’m never letting you go.”
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vikkirosko · 1 year
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🎩 Harrison x fem!Reader Oneshot You're not alone 🪄
Harrison walked to the lake, once again upset about the other campers. Once again, they laughed at his magic, which he himself did not fully control. He was angry and upset, not wanting to listen to it again from time to time. However, when he came to the lake, he saw you. He remembered you. You were a girl from the mystique camp. You, just like him, have often been the victim of ridicule because of your hobbies. He quietly approached you and saw that your eyes were red from tears. He didn't know how long you had been sitting there, but he was sure that you stopped crying only recently.
"Hi..."
You twitched and looked at him. When you saw him, you breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hi Harrison... You scared me..."
"I'm sorry, I wasn't going to do that..."
"It's all right... Will you sit down?"
He nodded and sat down next to you. There was an awkward silence between you, until finally he decided to ask a question.
"Did something happen?.."
"It's nothing special, it's just that some people are such jerks... They call me a liar and crazy even though it's not..."
"Why do they call you that?"
Harrison genuinely didn't understand why other campers called you that. You were a sweet girl who was into mysticism, but there was nothing wrong with that.
"Because I see ghosts..."
"What?.."
You pressed your knees closer to your chest.
"I really have been seeing ghosts since I was born... My parents didn't believe me at first, and then, after the death of my older brother, I started seeing his ghost and when I told them, they began to be afraid... But I'm not sure if they were afraid for me or because of me... Even now my brother is with me..."
There was an awkward silence between you again. In the end, you couldn't stand it and sighed heavily.
"You probably think I'm weird too..."
"No! Nothing like that!"
You looked at him in surprise. It was hard for you to believe.
"To be honest... My parents are also afraid of me and others don't take me seriously... But I do have magic... I literally made my brother disappear, even though I didn't want him to disappear and not come back..."
From such painful memories, he felt his heart ache. However, he did not have time to get completely upset, feeling your soft and warm embrace.
"Harrison... I'm sorry this happened to your brother, but it's not your fault... We didn't choose what we were born..."
Harrison hesitantly hugged you back. He was embarrassed and touched at the same time.
"You are not alone..."
"Thank you..."
For the first time in such a long time, he felt that he was truly accepted, that he had found a person who could understand what was bothering him so much.
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pbnjparker · 2 years
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☺ with haz osterfield would be great, like just kinda what its like to be with him while being plus size if that makes sense, thank you a lot
an: this is such a beautiful request, i am a curvy girl myself and i feel like i should have written something like this a long time ago!!
pairing: harrison osterfield x plus size!fem!reader
- first of all i wanna all bodies r beautiful <3
- harrison would have to fight the haters left and right bc no one is making his girl feel bad
- harrison thinks you're absolutely stunning and doesnt waste a single second to tell you you are beautiful
- he never wants to loose you bc ur his queen and a king never looses his queen
- he would do anything to make you feel loved by him so you never doubted his love
- he LOVED giving you flowers
- did i mention he would fight anyone lol
- but yeah he loves you to the moon and back and he'll never not tell you this
- but he'd be all giddy whenever he sees you lol and love u till the end of time
- the end
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gabriellehagrevees · 9 months
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Requests
Hello i want to write fan fictions and headcanons or what ever you want I just need the carackter name and a situation .I wrote storys about every carackter and series so feel free to ask
Love Gabrielle Hagrevees
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anisas-nonsense · 2 years
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The devil works hard but fanfic writers work harder
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Ps. Y’all are amazing and the most creative writers ❤︎. keep up the amazing work ✩
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ave09 · 9 months
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marriage
indiana jones x reader
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“indy?”
“doll?”
“where do you draw the line when it comes to grading?” the man glanced up at you, pushing his round spectacles up the bridge of his nose, “what do you mean?” 
you slid the test you were grading across the table, “her answer is correct technically speaking, but he added a lot of unnecessary information that i had to pick the paragraph apart to find the right answer.” 
his hazel eyes skimmed the overly large paragraph, chuckling, “mark it as wrong.” you arched your brows in surprise, “really?” indiana nodded, “she’s adding in the extra information in order to try and score points with me, i’ve seen it too many times before.” 
“but won’t marking it wrong benefit her? this is worth ten points, marking this wrong will bring her to an F. therefore, you will have you will have to meet with her after class, giving her exactly what she wants, which is alone time with her attractive professor.” 
indiana stared blankly for a moment. he knew you were right. and yet, his answer remained the same, “mark it wrong.” 
you complied, using a red pen to mark an ‘x’ over the question. “well, don’t complain to me when she starts writing ‘love you’ across her eyelids.” 
suddenly, indiana rose from his seat abruptly, “maybe it’s time to show them that i already have a lovely lady.” 
“they know, i’ve been to your class before, indiana.” 
“no no, i mean like officially. show ‘em that i’m off the market completely.” you furrowed your brows, “indy, i’m not following.” the man rushed out of the room, toward the kitchen. you rose to follow him, only to hear, “don’t move!” 
so you remained seated. you heard a rummaging sound, then a clang. your gut told you to go see what was going on, but you remained compliant to indiana’s orders. 
he reentered the room, “okay,” he exhaled deeply, “i was gonna plan this out, make it nice and all, but i am known to be spontaneous..” 
then he dropped to one knee. your eyes widened as he revealed a small velvet box. you couldn’t believe it. 
“beautiful, we’ve been through a whole hell of a lot. from wild adventures, to almost dying, you’ve stuck with me through it all. and i’ll be honest, i never saw myself as the type of guy to settle down, but, then i met you.”
tears stung your eyes.
“you make me better, you make my life better. you’re the light in the darkness and i love you so much.”
he opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. 
“will you do me and the honor, and become mrs. jones.” 
you smiled tearfully, nodding rapidly, “of course i will, indy.” he grinned widely, “i had a feeling you’d say yes.” indiana then rose to his full height, you stood as well, approaching him. the man gently reached for your left hand, sliding the band onto your ring finger.
you couldn’t believe it! you were getting married!
“y’know, i think this calls for a celebration.” 
“celebration?” you were thinking he met breaking out the wine, or even heading to the bedroom. but instead, indiana moseyed toward the stereo, clicking it on.
 ‘cheek to cheek’ by fred astaire began playing. 
indiana turned around, extending a hand toward you, “dance with me?” 
“of course.” you replied, taking his hand. you two danced around your dining room, completely forgetting about the pile of papers that needed to be graded.
indiana began singing along in a low voice, “when we’re off together dancing cheek to cheek.” it was always a surprise to hear him
sing. it was one of the man’s many hidden talents, and you were the only one he’d ever sing for. 
he then spun you around, before pulling you close to him. 
“i love you.” he whispered, leaning in to kiss you. 
“i know.” you replied, only to have him
jerk back, “ i know? that’s all i get? i know?” you let out a loud laugh, “i love you too, indy. more than anything.” you then pressed your lips to his in a passionate kiss.
— — —
the next morning, indiana jones walked to his classroom with an unexplained pep in his step.  the students exchanged confused looks, the professors were curious.
the man stepped into his classroom, clapping his hands as he grinned at the students, “good morning class!”
“good morning, doctor jones.” they replied. one of the girls, the very one who had added all the entire information onto her test, raised her hand. 
“yes, miss fisher?”
“you seem very happy this morning, doctor jones, has something happened?” the man’s smile somehow grew bigger as he thought back to the events of the night before.
“something has happened, miss fisher, and i’ve been waiting all morning to tell you-i’m getting married.” 
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ssl0t · 11 months
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If you don’t let me suck your dick I’m gonna kms
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johnlennonswifey · 8 months
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Since I haven’t been posting, I’ve decided I’ll make a little list of some of my favorite fics!!
🎸= All time fav
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THE BEATLES-
John Lennon
70s!John x Reader 🎸
Mustache John x Reader
Paul McCartney
Paul x Reader (love letter) 🎸
Paul x Reader (Part 2 of 2)
George Harrison
Jealous!George x Reader 🎸(literally my fav fic ever)
Comfort!George x Reader
George x Reader (somewhat Friends to lovers?)
Ringo Starr
Teddy Boy!Ringo x Reader
Ringo x Assistant!Reader
Ringo x Reader (fluffy)
Ringo x Reader (Married, dinner with parents)🎸
QUEEN-
Roger Taylor
Roger x Reader (childhood friends to lovers)🎸
Roger x Reader (fluff)
Roger x Reader (fluff and more,(Roger gets hurt)) 🎸
John Deacon
John x Reader (John is readers handyman, I love this fic with all my heart pls read it)🎸
John x Reader (Series, 6/10 parts are out, I definitely recommend reading)🎸
Brian May
Brian x Reader (fluff)
Brian x Reader (Queen becomes a Hit)🎸
Brian x Reader (fluff)
Blurbs-
Beatles Blurb
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chandeliermichel · 2 months
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Synopsis: Kate had a little too much to drink and got (very) tipsy. But who knew she would start listing down everything she loved about him and explain it in great detail?
Okay, his heart can’t take it. He was sitting next to her and reminded her that she won’t be able to handle much alcohol but she was stubborn. Yet, it took only one glass for her to get tipsy. He thought she would fall asleep but Kate looked at him with a bright smile on her lips.
Then she started listing everything she loved about him. From his eyes to hair, how beautiful he was, how special she felt everytime she was reminded of the fact that they were lovers, Kate said it all. 
Those words, her confession — he knew she would never say anything like that while being sober — made his heart pound so fast that he forgot how to breathe.
She was lovely, beautiful, and so adorable. 
“Darling, you will regret all that you said in the morning. You are so…cute, you know? Always taking me by surprise. But I love that about you.” He gently caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead, “What a lucky man I am.”
William, Alfons, Roger, Elbert
WHAT? He’s usually very calm and composed but fuck — what the fuck okay give him a moment. He nearly choked on his drink. He was admiring how pretty she looked even when she was drunk with her disheveled hair and goofy smile but where in the HELL did all that come from? Did she really love him that much? That intensely?
He cleared his throat. What was he? A school boy? OH COME ON. He’s a grown man but he would be lying if he said that her words didn’t make him feel warm. 
“You troublesome woman. You silly princess. Would you say the same when you will be sober in the morning?” He muttered in annoyance, cheeks ablaze, “Sometimes I love you and also hate you.”
Jude 
Go on… he can listen to all that praise many times. But seriously! How cute can one person be?! Ah, his little angel. Seriously! All that praise made him feel like a teenage boy again. His lover was the sweetest being on earth and he will always stand by that.
“Katie, sweetie! You are too kind and sweet. Aaaaa I can’t believe you said all that — aww, even her sleeping face is adorable.”
Ellis, Victor, Liam
He stopped working. He couldn’t properly gulp down his drink and sat there with crimson staining his cheeks. What? What was she saying? The person she was describing… was it him? Kind, lovely, and beautiful? Were those words being used to describe him? Hmm, he wouldn’t agree but he was also not going to argue with his lady love about that. A bigger part of him was tingling with joy. His heart danced in happiness and a sweet smile blossomed on his face.
“I love you too, Kate. I love you more than I can ever describe in words.”
And that was true because no power on Earth could extinguish the feelings he held for her. Though mostly aloof and distant, his heart fluttered when she was near… he was ruined. So utterly ruined for her.
Harrison
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zuhamuses · 1 month
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requested by: @nqchristine22
Harrison who smiles a little when someone mentions your name. He wants to brag about you — to tell everyone about how lovely you are and how you brighten his day. 
Harrison who, when notices something cute, immediately thinks of you. He never thought he would be such a romantic but you bring out sides of him he doesn’t even know he has! You are something, that’s for sure.
Harrison who’s so in love with you that he wants to kiss every feature on your face and mutter praises and compliments — to verbally express his affection for you. He’s a changed man because of you. He’s happier and eager to welcome the next day with you at his side, all snuggled up against him with your head on his arm. Cutie.  
Harrison who brings you little gifts and feels happy when you laugh in surprise and kiss his cheek as a thank you. Hey, life isn’t so bad now that you are with him. That’s for sure.
Harrison who feels jealous when other Crown members look at you for a little too long and compliment you. He says nothing at most times but… he can’t help but snake an arm around your waist. You are his. They should get the hint by now. 
Harrison who will do anything you ask. Kiss him and tell him how much you adore him and he will be putty in your hands, with his cheeks burning a bright red. If he’s a fox then you are surely a vixen…
Harrison who won’t ever let harm come to you. He will not let his beloved get in danger because of him. That’s his promise to you and himself.
Harrison who will sometimes sweetly call you ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’ just to fluster you. When you look at him with those pretty eyes of yours, wide with surprise and embarrassment, he just wants to whisk you away and kiss you breathless.
Harrison who loves reading you books and seeing you hugging him tightly and then... dozing off after a few chapters. But it's okay, he kisses your forehead and smiles when he notices you have slept. If it's you, he will overlook a few things.
Harrison who considers you his first love and last love. The love he wants to marry and cherish. And he’s your Harrison, always, and forever. 
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h077yy · 23 days
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wise words from a wise man
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sebsxphia · 2 years
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I see youve watched press play😳 may i present: skinny dipping in the beach at sunset with Harrison and it ends with him picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and gently enters you while still chest high in the water, you tell him how beautiful his eyes are under the setting sun but he tells you its not the sun lighting them up, its your presence, your existence, the way youre so close to him but not close enough. The sky is getting dark but your eyes light up with fireworks as both of you finish together, moaning and breathless against his lips
i did and i absolutely loved it!! harrison, have my heart forever 🥹🫶🏼
no no no wait wait wait bestie, plhEASE this has me CRYING
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you’ve got it so spot on, what the FUCK!!!!!!
beach fucking with harrison would be a constant with him, especially if you both went skinny dipping with each other. he loves feeling your bare skin pressed up against his while the salty water licks around your flesh.
i fully believe harrison would make love to you like his life depended on it. it would be in public and he could be whispering the filthiest things in your ear, but the look in his eyes is nothing but love.
thank you so so so much for this wonderful thot dear anon!! 💌 i’m incredible grateful for this 🥹💖
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japage3moondog · 7 months
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Headcanons on how the beatles would take care of their partner when they're sick?:)
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sure! i was actually sick for like two weeks before this so pretty good timing anon :)
john lennon
john is the one who got you sick. he doesn't like staying home or resting, he only really wants to go out and do things when he shouldn't. he's very reluctant to admit that it's his fault.
he doesn't keep any medication, so he makes you home remedies to hold you off until he can go down to the pharmacy and buy you some proper medicine. his chicken noodle soup is terrible but this man knows how to make a cup of hot tea.
paul macca
as soon as he finds out your sick, he will forbid you from leaving your bed. he doesn't care what he needs to cancel, he'll take care of you until you're 100% better and then some. he already keeps basic cold and flu meds so he's very prepared for this.
every single day he'll cook you breakfast and bring it to you in bed. the only time he lets you up is when he has to wash the sheets and even then he carries you to the couch. as someone who's been worked to the bone, rest is something he values a lot and he wants to make sure you rest when you need to.
george harrison
george really doesn't want to get sick but he can't help but hold you. if you tell him to leave you alone so he doesn't catch what you have, he'll tell you some adorable corny shit like love is the greatest cure. he is not as happy when he gets sick.
he definitely leans more into the natural rememdies but he still takes you to the doctor to make sure it's just a cold. he cuts you little orange slices and makes you lemon and ginger tea with honey. he makes you a home remedy that his mother taught him.
ringo starr
i feel like ringo also got you sick and while he tries to take care of you he gets sick again, so you're both terribly ill but love each other too much to spend the time apart to get better.
not being able to sing without wrecking his voice makes him sad because that's his favourite way to comfort you. so he puts on a record you both know the words to and lip syncs it to you, if you're not both completely exhausted he'll dance you around the living room to cheer you up.
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delopsia · 6 months
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What it feels like to date Lewis Pullman's characters, but it's described using specific experiences.
Ingredients: ✰ Robert "Bob" Floyd, Rhett Abbott, Miles Miller, Major Major, and Harrison Knott. Warning: Contains mentions of food and vague PTSD references.
Robert "Bob" Floyd: Stuttered hello's and gazes trained on the floor. Sneaking out of social events in favor of quiet walks on the beach that end in being chased by an upset crustacean. The strum of a guitar as he plays you your favorite song. Shy smiles and binging movies. Sitting on opposite ends of the couch and gradually scooting closer until someone works up the nerve to rest their head on the others shoulder. Afternoon naps together and dramatic yawns until the other gets the idea.
Foggy glasses, niche fandom references, and inside jokes only you understand. Matching necklaces and otter plushes. Date nights to aquariums and zoos and sanctuaries. Borderline swearing and giggling at his poorly swapped words because he's afraid to say 'fuck'. Sharing embarrassing stories to cheer each other up. Always walking hand in hand. Kisses on cheeks and bear hugs that nearly swallow you whole.
Rhett Abbott: Wayward glances from across the bar and taking his hat off when he introduces himself to you. Spurs jingling as he walks you to his truck and him running ahead to hold the door for you. Watching him search for you in the crowd. Adrenaline-filled kisses that knock you off your feet. Greedily squeezing his biceps and hoping he doesn't catch onto you. Splitting gas station snacks and stopping by to see you while he's running errands. Kissing his bruised knuckles after a bar fight.
Putting his hat on your head and watching the way his eyes darken. Late-night drives and horseback rides across the ranch. Late-night conversations in the bed of his truck. A scruffy cheek squishing against yours to make you laugh. Dancing in the light of his headlights. Staying up late to listen to the thunderstorm rage on. Sleeping on each other's chests and stories about old scars. Matching necklaces and cowboy hats.
Miles Miller: Batting his eyelashes at you and forgetting to say hello. Glances out of corners of eyes and panicking when your eyes meet. Covering his ears during holiday fireworks and shaky hugs after an unexpected loud noise. Matching rings when you start dating. Carnival dates, stealing bites of each other's snacks, and buying a plushie from the store because neither of you could win the games. Sharing books and cozy sweaters. Rubbing your noses together when even kisses feel like too much for him to handle.
Pressing cold feet against each other in bed and giggling when the other yelps. Dissolving into tears over kisses against scars and bearing painful insecurities, all for the other to see. Sucking on butterscotch and seeing who can blow the biggest bubblegum bubble. Open-mouthed kisses across skin and whispering the things you love about each other. Snuggling him because he drank a milkshake, knowing his tummy would get upset later.
Major Major: Lingering glances at each other's lips, heads gravitating closer and closer, too shy to make the first move. Brushes of his hand against yours while you walk together. Knick knacks left on the dash of your car and in the crevices of your home, made just for you. Blurted Iloveyou's and frantic text messages that ask you on a date and the immediate panic that ensues. Him always seeking permission before touching you. Unprovoked compliments and nearly fleeing the room after.
Wide-eyed kisses. Shaky apologies for the hands that have landed on your waist. Matching sock collections and joining him on the floor when he's too nervous to get in bed with you. A handmade ship in a bottle with two little stick-men that resemble you and him. Fingers walking across naked skin. Fighting each other with action figures and fake swords. Toying with your fingers and his jaw dropping every time he lays eyes on you.
Harrison Knott: Being late to your destination and running right smack into each other. Frantic apologies after telling a really bad joke. Sand in your clothes and owning too many sandals to count. Custom Spotify playlists, homemade cassette mix tapes, and collecting CDs at yard sales. Taking polaroids of each other on dates and swearing at the seagulls who snatch your food from your hands. Shameless matching outfits.
Sitting in his lap at a bonfire and feeling his eyes rake over your frame the entire time. Sticking bows from gifts on each other. Deep sea fishing and getting seasick midway through. Him rolling on top of you to keep you from getting up in the morning. Late night skinny dipping and falling into the backseat. Big hands drawing you in for kisses when the whole world is watching.
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