Tumgik
#love on your
whoreforlarrystuff · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media
774 notes · View notes
invisiblevoyager · 2 years
Text
‘Matilda’ is written for the older sisters who have complicated relationships with their families. For the ones who moved out but miss their younger siblings and support them always even if they’re not under the same roof. It’s for the ones with childhood trauma that they’re working through in therapy. For those who understand why their parents are a certain way but will never live at home again. For the girlies who created their own found families. For those of us who feel guilty for having experiences our parents will never get to. It’s for the ones putting themselves first everyday and trying not to regret it. It’s for those of us trying to let it, and them, go.
782 notes · View notes
shawnxstyles · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
the unholy thoughts circulating my brain right now solely from this picture is enough to send me to hell
96 notes · View notes
porrinoart · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Harry’s Butterfly
Lino print on 100% recycled paper 🦋
38 notes · View notes
mixedstyles · 2 years
Text
As Long as You Are: Part 3
LINKS: Part One, Part Two, Social Media blurb, Part 3.5!
Author’s Note: Hello hello! Welcome to Part Three to this story! I’ve finally found a title for this story: As Long as You Are, which will make more sense as the story continues. PLEASE NOTE that this reads more as a story and less as a fanfiction, especially this part. Harry is mentioned and makes an appearance but most of it is filler, story progression, and dialogue. If this is something that doesn’t interest you, that's okay! If you’re looking for more Harry x y/n based fics head over to @reveriehs​, she reblogs fic recommendations and has a HUGE masterlist of Harry writers!!
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: If you looked at the social media blurb I wrote prior to June 26th there was a slight change. your/bff is no longer nameless. The name I gave her is Auden and her social media username is auden.png, I apologize if this deters you further from this story but it makes it easier for my ADHD brain to write and follow.
Word Count: 2533 Pronouns Used: She/Her (use of y/n) POV: Third Person. Warnings: swearing, brief mention of mental health (anxiety and imposter syndrome)
Harry x musician!reader: A day in y/n’s life, featuring Harry.
Tumblr media
It had been a couple days since Harry first messaged y/n and every time she saw there was a notification from him she had to remind herself “he’s just another person” or she would have already collapsed into a puddle. Some might have said that she should have gotten a little more chill talking to Harry. But in her mind there was absolutely nothing “chill” about having a casual conversation with a literal international superstar.
Despite the fact that she had to calm her breathing with nearly every message, she did enjoy talking with him. Harry had thanked y/n for being so open after she sent the voice message — which made her melt a little inside — and they continued to talk every so often. After the first two days y/n noticed that Harry still hadn’t followed her which at first bothered y/n, but she realized that Harry Styles was messaging her. So she gave up that small grudge fairly quickly.
Other than the one and only Harry Styles messaging her, there wasn’t much going on in y/n’s life. She did have a very small job as a teaching assistant (TA) for a summer Music Theory class that she was doing for a little bit of money. It wasn’t a lot of money but any money was more than none when you’re in college, so y/n had no complaints. There was also a little secret she had been keeping from Harry. As much as y/n and Harry had been talking, there was no way in hell that she was going to mention that she had been planning to go to the One Night Only in New York the following weekend with her friends from school. One of the reasons that she had taken the TA job was so that she had a little extra money to spend if they were able to get tickets to Love on Tour. However once ONO was announced, she and her friend Auden decided they’d try their luck at getting in.
Y/n didn’t want to share the information with Harry because she didn’t want it to seem like she was casually inserting it into a conversation in an attempt to get some sort of special treatment. The likelihood that she would get special treatment was low but y/n didn’t want there to be any sort of misunderstanding between what she was saying and how Harry inferred the message.
Y/n wasn’t nearly as well known as Harry, but even just being semi-popular on the music side of social media y/n had incidents where she thought that someone was truly trying to become friends or mutuals with her, but they just wanted to use her. Y/n was quick to shut those down and was thankful for the close group of friends she had but it still hurt a bit. She’s sure that it’s even more intense being extremely well known.
It was a warm day in New York, which meant the garbage that was collecting on the corners and hidden pockets of the streets were beginning to cook and everything stunk. It was one of the most unpleasant things y/n had to get accustomed to when she moved into her flat at NYU. Maybe accustomed is too generous of a word because nearly 5 years later she still dreaded the New York summers for that exact reason. She had not grown accustomed to the stench. 
Thankfully, she was in Washington Square Park, where the stench couldn’t be smelled through the foliage wrapping around one of the few green spaces in the city. It also happened to be a short three minute walk away from the Steinhardt building where the summer Music Theory class was taking place and she needed to be there in an hour which meant y/n had ample time to do nothing. She stopped by her favorite food stand to grab a sandwich before teaching and was now sitting on a bench hidden away between four large trees. Pulling out her phone, y/n propped it up using her book bag as a wall against the other side of the bench so her phone didn’t fall. She turned the phone to the front facing camera and started to record.
“Hey guys!” She began, “I’m currently waiting to head to class, I’m a teaching assistant for half of the summer. But before I head inside I decided to stop and grab one of my favorite sandwiches.” She lifted the food showing the thin aluminum wrapping holding the whole thing together. 
“I got some comments asking if I could do an ‘eat with me’ video so I decided that’s what I’m going to do! So let’s all get our snacks or meals and eat together.” Y/n smiled at the camera and took a bite, chewing before she spoke again. “There’s nothing really new going on with me, however I do have a fun little show coming up later this week. I believe the fee is $15 and it’s located in Brooklyn. I'll post more information over on my Instagram later today, so look out for that!”
Y/n finished up the small video and talked briefly about food but didn’t want that to be the main topic so she mostly focused on new music and school. Discussing what it was like to be a music student and trying to make as much music as possible while staying true to your preferences and own sound. 
Y/n stood up, stretching her stiff muscles from sitting in the same position for a while. Why do I feel so old and yet I’m only in my mid-twenties? Rotating her torso there was a loud pop followed by a crack. 
“Oh gosh,” she said, putting both hands on the small of her back, “I really am a babushka.” 
Checking the hour y/n realized there wasn’t much time left before the class began and decided to head over. She also checked Instagram… just to see if she had any notifications. General ones of course, definitely not messages from a famous singer. However, much to her (pleasant) surprise, she actually did have a message from Harry. Except it didn’t make any sense.
Direct Message harrystyles
Experimental indie
excuse me?
Experimental indie
yes, i got that part. i just don’t know what that means
The other day you mentioned that you weren’t exactly sure what genre of music you’d fall under So I did some research
you did research?
You sound surprised.
i’m just curious as to how you did research to find what genre i make
Ask me
How exactly did you go about your research?
I’m glad you asked
typing...
oh boy, here we go
typing...
Y/n was caught off guard with his sudden enthusiasm and interest about what genre of music she created. Although, she distinctly remembered a conversation from a day or two ago because it was when she truly started to feel like they were moving from casual acquaintances to actual friends (though she wouldn’t dare ask for any sort of verification).
Harry and y/n had been talking about what inspired his shift from exclusively pop music to a wider variety such as soft rock and indie rock, and even a (tiny) bit of metal. Y/n then made a passing comment about how she viewed her music as if it was out in limbo, an undecided and uncertain state of existence. To y/n she felt as if her music wasn’t quite good enough for alternative or folk but not exactly indie either. She had planned to continue asking him about his process in deciding what tone he wanted for HS1, but Harry latched onto her previous comment.
To y/n it seemed to be a casual, throwaway, statement, expecting it to be brushed over. But Harry viewed it differently. He explained that it sounded almost like she was trying to downplay her writing and producing abilities in order to distance herself from where she deserved to be. At first his comment confused her, y/n wasn’t exactly sure where he had gotten the idea that she was trying to minimize her musical talent but as he went on she realized he struck a fairly personal chord. Harry explained that ever since they started talking y/n made it a point to mention that what she’s been doing isn’t anything special and in their very first conversation she said that making music while in music school wasn’t anything noteworthy. His rebuttal was that she literally made a “whole ass album” while still producing other music for her classes.
“Imposter syndrome’s a bitch, but you deserve the space you’ve made for yourself in this profession.” He sent.
When y/n read that message the first time it made her stop in her tracks. To be told something that meaningful from someone who not only had their foot in the door but their whole body, was a feeling of proudness and acceptance she couldn’t accurately describe. Not that her imposter syndrome was magically gone because someone told her that she deserves her spot, but it was incredibly kind of Harry to say.
Harry still hadn’t responded even as she reached the doors to the building, which meant he either got distracted — which happened a lot — or it was going to be a long message. So she turned off her phone and tried to push the anxiety of whatever message she would receive to the back of her head, knowing it wouldn’t do her any good if she kept thinking about it.
There weren’t many people in the class, mainly because it was the summer and it was primarily filled with students who failed the course the first time they took it or had just transferred to NYU and needed the class credit. Auden, the friend who y/n was planning on going to ONO with, was actually in the class. She fell under the “failed the first time” category. Y/n had actually attempted to help Auden with the theory homework when she was taking the class the first time, however that proved to be futile as they tended to goof off instead of actually working. But this time was different, it had to be. Y/n was a student teacher now and needed to stay focused, even if one of her best friends was in the class. She also needed to stay focused and not let the reality of Harry Styles messaging her sink in. She’d have time to gossip with Auden after the class.
Music Theory III was an upper level course which covered the study of recent approaches to tonal and nontonal musical analysis, with an emphasis on familiarity with styles, nomenclature and appropriate graphic techniques. Which was definitely not a conversation starter. It was more of a conversation ender. Unfortunately it was a required class one had to take if they were wanting to graduate. The class ended and y/n only had to reprimand Auden once for talking, as if she was still twelve years old. But, the class was over which meant y/n and Auden could head out together as friends, not as teacher and student.
They ended up at a café that sold overpriced mediocre coffee. Auden and y/n opted to sit inside as to get away from the smell of the streets and instead be surrounded by the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the chatter of people. Y/n decided that maybe it was time to tell one of her best friends that she had been talking to Harry Styles for almost a week. But y/n was unsure how to go about it. Would it be invasive to his privacy? Would it seem like bragging?
“What’s up?” Auden said, breaking y/n’s endless what if’s, “you’re making that face you do when you want to say something but are too nervous to actually say it.”
“Gosh I hate how well you know me.” Y/n responded, rubbing her hands over her face before peering back up to her friend. “So, someone famous messaged me on Instagram about my music and we’ve been chatting on and off for almost a week now.” Y/n took a sip of her coffee, grimacing at the taste before she set it back down, waiting for Auden’s response. 
“Hmm may I ask who or is it a ‘do not disclose?” She questioned.
“Um, I think it’s okay to ask,” y/n paused, debating once again before she continued. “It’s a male singer who’s really popular.”
“Is this a guessing game or are you gonna say who it is?” Auden wasn’t necessarily growing impatient, she knew how y/n got when she wasn’t quite sure if she should say something or not, but it had Auden on the edge of her seat waiting for whoever’s name was about to be dropped.
Leaning across the table to get closer to her friend, y/n spoke, “it’s Harry Styles…” the name was barely above a whisper. Just loud enough for the girl across from her to hear but not loud enough for anyone else to listen in. 
“Oh my gosh…” Auden leaned back in her chair, eyes wide. “And you’re now just telling me this?” She asked incredulously. 
“Would it help if I also said that you’re the only person I’ve told?” Y/n added, voice pitching up at the last couple of words. 
“Hmph,” Auden leaned forward to her original spot squinting at y/n, looking over her face for any sign of a lie. She decided her friend wasn’t lying and accepted the additional information. “Yes, yes it would.” 
“That’s it?” Y/n asked. “No freaking out? No keyboard smash? Nothing?”
“Oh don’t let this demeanor fool you,” she said waving her hand over her face, “when we get back to your apartment I’m going to freak the fuck out while berating you over all of the details you’re willing to share.” The comment made y/n smile, she was happy that someone else was in on the secret. Especially Auden, her best friend for the past 5 years. 
Just as y/n was about to say something a buzz came through her phone, rattling the glasses on the table. She smiled as she saw the preview of the notification.
Instagram harrystyles So, this is a long message and I also got distracted. Hopefully you didn’t think I left you on read. Anyway I realized that…
Looking up from her phone she was met with Auden looking directly at her, wiggling her eyebrows as she did. “Speak of the devil and he comes calling.” 
Y/n chuckled, “let’s go back to my place and we’ll read the message together. Sound good?”
Her friend's eyes sparkled at the subtle implication of getting to know the details of y/n’s and Harry’s conversation. 
“That sounds absolutely wonderful. Let’s go my darling,” Auden stood up, arm pushed outwards waiting for y/n to loop hers through. Y/n did so without needing further instruction and they headed out the door, both giddy to read the message.
location: Baby’s All Right, Brooklyn NY
Tumblr media
Liked by phoebebridgers, auden.png and others
areyoulistening if you saw my tiktok today you’ll know that i mentioned i’ll be playing a show soon! it’s on june 18th down in brooklyn. parking is free (thank gosh) and entry is $15. those 21 and older will get a wristband at the door. maximum capacity is 250! i hope to see you guys there :)
auden.png My little baby is growing up
↳ areyoulistening bitch i’m older than you
y/nupdates She’s not gonna be our little secret anymore
oliviarodrigo I’ll be cheering you on from California!
Author’s end note: can you guys tell that my university major makes me do a lot of graphic design work?
tag list: @theekyliepage​
305 notes · View notes
fallingsunflower · 9 months
Text
Currently going through my content and I like this one too
20 notes · View notes
sunflowervolhayl · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
On dirty gig floors, my second home
7 notes · View notes
0nlythrowharrybeaux · 7 months
Text
From my archives haha… MEDICINE 💊💊💊 Love On Tour, Los Angeles (15/11/2022)
5 notes · View notes
jxrdyn-dxll · 9 months
Text
saw harry back in february and i still haven’t fully recovered <3
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
(i guessed that he’d be wearing blue btw)
Tumblr media
2 notes · View notes
notoriousbeb · 11 months
Text
2 notes · View notes
lxrrythebrave · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Feminist Frogrry 🙌🏻
4 notes · View notes
whoreforlarrystuff · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
😂
512 notes · View notes
nannaharry · 1 year
Text
4 notes · View notes
shawnxstyles · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
as someone said in the comment section, it would be my honor.
6 notes · View notes
allthelovehes · 2 years
Text
Idk how I have been gatekeeping this video for 3,5 weeks, I’m sorry. Look at that lil booty. 🥹
Harry Styles Amsterdam 9.7.22
6 notes · View notes
fatasselmerfudd · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
16 notes · View notes