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infictionalwonderland · 1 year

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PERIODS — harry lewis

pairing: harry lewis x fem!reader

warnings: periods… NOT REALLY A WARNING BUT YKKK, swearing, suggestive-ness, medication

Whoever said people your age couldn’t have sleepovers, could go and do one—because you absolutely fucking could, you and Talia proving said notion right now; your boys were off again, somewhere abroad for a sidemen shoot and leaving you and your best friend alone. Instead of getting all weepy and mopey (over a boy, never you) you and her decided to make the most out of the lack of testosterone—after you’d dropped your boyfriend off at the airport, all innocent smiles and pretty fluttering lashes, you’d zoomed off (probably breaking several speed limits) to get to your best friends new home.

When you got there, she’d opened the door with an excited screech despite expecting you and you returned it despite knowing she’d been the one to open the door. After of long embrace where she didn’t wanna let you go, you finally convinced her with the promised of pizza and brownies. Hauling your overnight bag in, you’d began your girly night—music booming, comfy clothes on, gossip upon gossip and so many laughs your whole body was in tatters as you made pizzas and brownies (admittedly, hers were better but she was literally Mario’s second cousin, it’s to be expected)

Food in hands and smiles never leaving your faces, you’d taken off into a race into a race for the living room (you won, obviously) and began your evening of movie watching—from 10 things i hate about you to It, then legally blonde and Tangled, and many more, . . .you had quite the night. However both of your highlights was when you discovered you both started your cycles on that particular day—before your boyfriends had left and around basically the same times: it had you both in tear inducing laughter for two minutes. You’d ended up taking a Polaroid of you both grinning while holding up Flow (the period tracker app) and showing you both having the exact same cycles.

Twins.

That was yesterday—now you were both lying in a miserable heap of pain and exhaustion in Talia’s king size bed, hot water bottles on your abdomens and remaining snacks being shovelled into your mouths as you both snuggled and occupied yourselves on your phones.

You smiled slightly when your boyfriends name popped up over TikTok but grimaced afterwards as your stomach turned horribly.

harry🤍

gd mornin xx yu okay luv ?

you’re actually illiterate

harry🤍

and you can’t punctuate, we all have are own flaws. anyway i hope ur good, we’re landing at 3, want me to pick u up anything?

You grinned wider, deciding to piss about.

yeah actually can you get me some jumbo tampons!! thank youuu x

harry🤍

what. they do JUMBO? i mean thats, at least their being inclusive. good on em 👍 wait bloody hell love, you’re on again already? swear i don’t know how you still have blood in ya

yeah it happens to be a monthly thing, harry. 😄😄😄😄😄 also im with my gf so you might have to whisk me away before me elope xxxxx

harry🤍

she’d get you a shitty ring anyway i’ll get in simons lift home then and you can drop us off. … i love you, gotta go, see you soon gorgeous

love you too smelly 😜

You looked over at Talia at, miraculously, the same time she looked up at you and when she wordlessly showed you her phone, showcasing messages of her asking Simon for XXL pads, you gasped laughingly and showed her your messages to Harry. She made a shocked face before meeting your eye and you both burst out laughing, only to groan as you ached all fucking over.

“I hate being a women.”

It was now half two and while Talia was effectively making your day better—you both were still in immense pain. You’d migrated to every living room (you loved it so much, you could cry) and both had a sofa to yourself, Mushu (their adorable dog) was nipping at some toy from where he was sat by the telly. You both were on your phones for the most part, last nights episode of Love Island that you’d absently recorded now playing on the TV as you both munched away on the breakfast Talia got delivered—McDonald’s breakfast for you and she had a spiced cheesy omelette from this little breakfast place.

“When do you think Harrys gonna ask. .?” Talia looked at you from her place on the sofa, wiggling her ringed finger mischievously with a glittering smile, one hand still firmly against her stomach.

“Probably never.”

“Bullshit!” She shot back instantly, sitting up and pointing firmly in your direction as she ignored the pain she was in in favour of reassuring you. “Babe, you have not seen the way that man looks at you when he thinks no one is looking. Like, seriously, he has literal heart eyes for you and don’t even get me started on how he speaks about you. It’s like your the best thing in this entire world to him, really. Like you’re some kinda goddess or somethin’ he always looks so awestruck by you.”

“. .probably cause I cook him dinner.” You offered with a shrug, smiling lopsidedly, and Talia snorted with a head shake.

“Or you are his dinner.”

“I mean, he does—“

“Ah! WAIT, NO. Stop, no more, please.”

You grinned at her, sparing a wink before cooing at Mushu happily and urging him to jump up on you, which he did. Your entire demeanour seemed to soften as you wrapped your arms around the large grey ball of fluff.

“He’ll probably ask you soon.”

“Natalia.” You threw her a mock serious look and she put her hands up in a surrender motion, finding herself all too funny.

“What—have you seen you?” Talia retorted, faking a dreamy sigh as she readjusted herself on the plush material of her sofa. “I’d kiss you, marry you and fuck you. Repeatedly.”

“Miss Mar. . .” You jokingly trailed off.

“Have my babies?”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

“We should really do this more often.” Talia pouted at you, friendly love bright in her irises as she pulled her blanket more around her body. “I miss hanging with you, sexy bum.”

“Miss you more, baby cakes.” You winked at her dramatically, mouth falling open just like Fred Weasley and she giggled back at you, snapping a candid photo.

“Speaking of babies—“

“NATALIA HADDOCK.”

Approaching four o’clock was when your boyfriends finally rolled up—you and Talia didn’t actually notice at first, you were both laying down on the living room floor with Mushu next to you and a mediation video on the large screen, giggles slipping past your lips even as you attempted to be quiet. You would’ve sat up but considering your cramps. . .‘twas a no go.

“Keep your fake lips shut, Cruella.”

Talia squawked in offence at your comment but kept her eyes shut for the purpose of mediation, blindly lifting a manicured hand to swat at you.

In that moment, your boyfriends both walked through the door, trading odd looks at the silence in the home (if there was anything you and Talia were together, it was not silent). Simon lead Harry through the house, more confused than anything to where his fiancé was but when they heard whooshing sounds from the living room, they both stopped uncertainly.

Harry quickly picked up a random umbrella from where they were sat, just in case.

However, when you hesitantly stalked into the living room they didn’t expect to see both of their girlfriends laying sprawled across the floor in starfish position with a mediation video playing on the large TV. They both paused, trying to repress their amusement and Harry instantly got out his phone—zooming into you to take some photos.

“Feeling zen, yet?” Simon inquired.

“So zen.” You both confirmed, simultaneously.

There was silence for no more than a second before you and Talia both let out startled exclamations and sat up straight—immediately groaning out in pain after as your stomach cramped and ached (day 2 was your personal worst day for pain/cramps).

“Woah. Woah, woah.” Simon paused at the in sync groans of pain, “listen. . .I know you both have like, interlinked emotions but please don’t tell me you can feel what the other feels?!”

“Boy.” Talia gave him a deadpan stare.

“Help.” You urged your boyfriend, reaching out your hands expectantly and he rolled his eyes fondly as he walked over to you, large hands taking your smaller ones in his own and he tugged you up from the ground, one of his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you into him. “Hey stranger.”

“Hey.” Harry mumbled back, grinning widely as he pulled you flush against him, digging his head endearingly into the crook of your neck and leaving two swift kisses, your sweet aroma surrounding him and clouding his thoughts as you hummed, running your fingers through his short hair.

“No PDA in my house!” Simon exclaimed.

“Shush,” Talia tutted—unimpressed with her fiancé, “don’t listen to him. Harry, kiss my girl all you want just. . nothing more, preferably.”

“She’s not your girl.”

“Am I not?” You played clueless, faking a confused look at him before going to step over to your best friend, only for him to tug you back against him, large, muscled arms wrapping around your front to hold you back.

“Disgusting.” Simon blanched. “Do that in your own home, please.”

You and Talia both rolled your eyes in sync: you turned your head to smile up at your boyfriend, pressing a loving peck to his soft lips and then his bicep before gently tugging his arms off you, getting ready to say bye to your friends.

“Bye beautiful.” Talia grinned, her arms coming to wrap around you with a careful tightness. “I love you, let me know if you need anything—also, we should really really do this again soon. I love spending time with you.”

Feeling your heart warm, you smiled back at her genuinely. “I love spending time with you too, Lia. Next time we can make lasagna and cupcakes. . .the Tom and Jerry ones.”

Talia squealed slightly, pulling away from your hug to press kisses to both your cheeks and then your forehead.

“You’re the best. Miss ya’ already.”

“Missing you more.”

A few minutes later, you and Harry were finally out of the mini-mar household. Your boyfriend had finally resigned to carrying you when you had fully stopped walking and hunched over slightly in pain from your cramps—he’d sighed, like the tired boyfriend he was, then gently picked you up bridal style and ignored Talia’s obnoxious awes and how she took several pictures.

(She totally didn’t put them on her story)

“Spoiled princess, ‘s what you are.” Harry shook his head jokingly as he carefully put you down in the passenger side of your own car that he was driving cause you were in pain.

“Ain’t that the truth.”

He grinned at you, looking up through his lashes as he did your seatbelt for you, one of his large arms caging you in and the the other free arm reaching over your lower half to tug the seatbelt tighter. He looked similar to an angel in that moment—sun illuminating his features, those fucking blue eyes you were a sucker for and you felt a trail of sparks on the skin his hand purposefully brushed over.

“That tight enough?” Harry inquired, cheekily.

“So tight.” You responded with a snicker of your own and he rolled his eyes at you, tugging a strand of your hair briefly and you feigned a dramatic wince as he left you, shutting the door to your side and climbing in the drivers side.

You looked over, rolling down your window readily as you knew what was coming—when your car started to take off, Talia opened up the window closest to the driveway, popping out her head with a gorgeous gleaming smile.

“BYE BYE BEAUTIFUL, I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON!”

“BYE GORGEOUS—SAME GOES FOR YOU, CALL ME!”

As you did the ‘call me’ symbol with your hand and gave her a dramatic wink, she giggled before ducking her head back indoors.

“Might as well date her.”

“Might just, y’know.” You smiled at him sweetly, turning on the radio for background noise like you always did, “Smells a lot than my current partner anyway?”

“He can’t be that bad!”

“No, really, he stinks of piss.”

“I beg you fu—“

He cut himself off, grin faltering as he heard you wince in pain, frowning softly as he looked over at you.

“Hanging in there alright?”

“Mhm.” You hummed, smiling tensely.

“I got you something.” Harry mentioned, peering over at you and when he saw you looking him with that adorably confused look, he nudged his head backwards and your eyes followed—landing on the Tesco bag in the backseat.

“My jumbo tampons?” You cackled to yourself.

“No—I did look though—“ Your laughter increased in volume, ignoring the aching pain overcoming you as best you could, “Oh—Oh. I see now, they aren’t a thing. You played me.”

“What? No, never.”

“I smell deceit.”

“I smell piss. Oh, wait, it’s just you.”

You giggled at yourself and while he tried to playfully glare at you, he couldn’t quite keep his smile at bay as he stared at you.

Curiously, you reach behind you and tug the Tesco bag from its space in the back, lugging it into your lap and opening it up—your mouth immediately pops open in an awww when you take in the two sets of cupcakes, your favourite chocolate bars, the sanitary products and some pain medication.

“Harry. .”

“Don’t mention it, I beg.” A sheepish crimson blush coats his pale cheeks at your tone and your evident heart eyes. Jesus Christ, were you pretty. He was so lucky to be able to call you his, that much he knew for sure.

“Thanks, handsome.”

“Yeah, yeah anytime man.”

You arch a brow.

“Anytime, love.” Harry corrects, flashing you an equal parts amused and sarcastic smile as you nod your approval to the changing pet name.

When you finally arrive back at your apartment complex—Harry’s already out of his side of the car as soon as it stops, and then he goes over to you, opening your door and looking down at you. He lets at a dramatic heaving sigh at your doe eyed look, scolding his skin for flushing and heart for picking up.

Effortlessly, he takes the bag off your hands with one hand and pulls you from the car with the other, once you’re out the car he lifts you up easily with one arm and you wrap your legs around his hips, arms around his neck.

“Hi.” You mumble, grinning mischievously as your acrylics scratch at his beard.

“My pretty troublemaker.” Harry huffs affectionately, squinting down at your bright smile fuelled by mischief. “Don’t you dare bring attention to us, this is embarrassing enough.” He nearly whines.

You merely smile, a kiss to his cheek to tide over his anxieties.

The walk was going pretty smoothly, but as soon as Harry stepped foot into the elevator, another set of footsteps followed and his eyes shut miserably, leaning down and sighing into your neck hopelessly.

“Hi Effie!” You immediately perk up at the sight of the older woman—Effie was this sweetheart fifty six year old who lived on the floor below you and Harry, a vast lover of plants and animals with a hatred for men (you loved her, Harry was scared of her).

Harry barely refrains for niping at the soft skin of your neck in reprimand. Of bloody course.

“Hello dearie.” The older woman, hair a dyed purple shade and silver septum hanging from her button nose, greets you with a calm smile. Effie was evidently unfazed by the scene in front of her—if anything, she was proud that you were putting your man to work. “How are you today?”

“Oh I’m grand, Ef.” You smiled so charmingly that as Harry stared down at you, he almost forgot he was even supposed to be annoyed. “How are you? How’s Tia, I miss her!”

“I’m well, thank you, dearie. Tia misses you too, I assure you. Perhaps you come down tonight, I can bake us some cookies just how you like them.”

Harry paused, bewildered. Did his girlfriend just get hit on by a grandma?!

“I—“

Before you could even get a word out, the elevator dinged open to your floor and Harry wasted now time practically sprinting out with his arms possessively entangled around your frame; you quickly exclaimed a startled ‘bye Effie’ over your boyfriends shoulder before the elevator doors shut.

You quickly distracted yourself with how you could feel your boyfriends muscular biceps as he held you up, your acrylics took to touching and tracing them as he bounced you up further on his hip. You closed your eyes, leaning further into him and humming at the delightful scent of his cologne, the soothing vibrations of his body as he quietly chatted away helping to dull the aches in your own body.

“You alright there, y/n?”

“Never been better.” You smiled up at him and he gives you an amused one back, kissing your forehead softly as he finally opens the door to your shared apartment—once inside, he readily manoeuvres the both of you to the sofa where he carefully places you down, handing you the bag of food and your favourite blanket he spots on the lone armchair. “Thank youuu.”

“Spoiled princess.” He names again, but the smile on his face is enough to melt you despite his words.

Harry then goes into the kitchen as you try and adjust on the sofa more comfortably, face screwing up as a particularly harsh pain washes through you—your abdomen clenching. To distract yourself, you search through the Tesco bag and smile to yourself as you take out the first batch of muffins.

You mindlessly click onto WhatsApp, taking a photo of the bag of goodies and sending it to the girls groupchat with a little ‘make your men do this for you, pretty ladies’ and instantly being met with gushing from them all.

“Showing off my expert shopping skills?”

You startle—gaze flickering to your boyfriend who smiles at you, that smile he saves just for you and it makes you feel so special and warm every time. Your eyes dart over him, noticing the hot water bottle he now clutches (you love that hot water bottle—it’s got this absolutely adorable cover of a lama).

Fucking hormones, you think, as you feel a wave of emotion hit you at how much he’s done for you.

“Hey,” Harry noticed the quivering frown you now adopted and internally panicked, did I do something? Hot water bottle in hand, he hurried towards you, kneeling down on the floor beside where you were laying and twirling a pierce of your hair around his finger. “Hey. What’s wrong, love, hm? You in pain?”

“Yeah.” You answer him shakily, that’s not why your suddenly upset. “I love you.”

If he’s confused—he doesn’t show it, he merely smiles at you comfortingly, leaning in to gently press a kiss to your lips.

“I love you more.”

You smile up at him and his face softens completely at you—he’s so fucking in love. And yes, these thoughts of his are incredibly soppy, but, he couldn’t help it. The girl of his dreams, the love of his life, the prettiest person in the world, was currently staring at him like he hung the moon and the stars. . . he’d never tire of your beautiful face, your radiant smile that flustered him every damn time.

When you move so he can slide in behind you, he eagerly takes the invitation. He slots in behind you on the sofa, pulling you atop him with your back against his chest; he takes the hot water bottle, your favourite one, and carefully moves up your shirt before pressing it against your lower stomach and keeping his hands there to hold it in place, pressing a thoughtless yet meaningful kiss to the side of your head and you snuggle back into him.

“Oi, give me a bite.”

“Fuck off, it’s my scran.”

“Yeah—and who’s card did it make a dent in?”

“Our card, handsome.”

“. . . Spoiled princess.”

And that’s how you spend most of the rest of your day—intertwined limbs, goofy grins, soft kisses and joking insults.

(He’s never been more in love)

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w2soneshots · 2 months

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Oh shit -W2S

Words: 0.8k+

Warnings: secret relationship.

In which you and Harry get caught while trying to hide your relationship.

I've been with Harry for just over 2 months now, but no one knows. When I say no one I mean no one, not any of the boys, not Faith (my best friend and also the person who introduced me to Harry), even our families don't know. When we decided to get together we knew it was slightly risky, we didn't want to divide the group if it didn't work out. It's a complete secret, we've been sneaking around during parties and night outs, lying about where we were when we were actually staying at each other's apartment and there's also been times where we've almost been caught, snogging or being a little to touchy.

Today Faith asked me to come along with her and Olive to one of the sidemen shoots, so that she had someone to talk to and help her with Olive while they filmed. I've never been to one of their shoots before, Harry always told me he'd bring me along when everyone knew. We weren't planning on keeping our secret for so long but we just couldn't figure out how to tell everyone, it's also quite fun sneaking around, it kinda makes you feel like a teenager again.

I got dressed into some jeans, a white t-shirt, dark blue hoodie and my converse. I left my hair how it was and applied a little bit of makeup. Once I was finished I left. Once I arrived outside of the studio that they are filming in today, I looked down at my phone and saw a message from Harry: "I'm the only one here, come inside!!" I looked up to see him standing just outside of the building. I smiled and quickly got out of the car.

"Hi." I said with a smile as I walked up to him. His lips spread into a small smile "Hey, how are you?" He asked. "I talked to you this morning." I said with a slight chuckle, referring to our phone conversation earlier while I did my makeup. He pulled me into him and pecked my lips. "Harry!" I said sternly then pulled away "someone might see us!" I said looking around the car park. When I made sure the coast was clear I looked back at him, he had a huge smirk on his face. I shook my head and playfully slapped his chest.

Josh turned up soon after followed by everyone else, Ethan, Faith and Olive being last to arrive due to a toddler meltdown. I sat next to Faith while Olive sat asleep on my lap "you have the magic touch." she said looking down at her daughter. I laughed slightly "she's so cute!" I said quietly. "She's all cute when she's asleep but as soon as she wakes up she turns into a little gremlin." she stated. I laughed "I know, I've seen it first hand." I said referring to the time I looked after her for an afternoon so Ethan and Faith could film a video, and she was a little menace, but she's to adorable to get annoyed at.

The boys finished filming almost an hour and a half later. I quickly popped to the toilets before everyone left. But before I could get there I felt two hands on my waist, pulling me back slightly. I turned quickly, knowing exactly whose big hands those were. Without a word he smashed our lips together. "gosh so confident today." I said as we caught our breath's quickly. He smirked "wanna come mine later?" He asked. I smiled "you know it." and smashed our lips back together. When I heard a gasp. "Oh shit" I thought. I quickly separated myself from Harry and looked down the hallway to see JJ standing there with a shocked look on his face. My eyes widened, as did Harry's when he realised the situation.

I looked to Harry "it's time to tell them." I said softly. He nodded and we looked back to JJ. "Are you too?" He said pointing at each of us quickly. We both nodded and he gasped once again "omg!" He said running towards us and pulling us into a joint hug. The three of us walked back into the green room. "We have something we wanna tell you." Harry started. Everyone looked up confused as we sat down. JJ looked as if he was about to burst with excitement. "Me and Harry have been... seeing each other for a while now." I said. Each one of their eyes widened. "No, fucking way!" Ethan shouted, jumping from his seat. "How long?" Faith asked. "Two months." Harry replied. "Two months?!" Tobi exclaimed. I nodded "sorry, we couldn't find the right time to tell you." I shrugged. They all quickly began celebrating.

"Wait why are you telling us now?" Simon asked after everyone calmed down. "I caught them snogging in the hallway!" JJ said with a chuckle. The entire room erupted into laughter and I shared a slightly embarrassed look with Harry. I actually feel relief knowing everyone now knows, it was fun for a while but I feel like we can properly start our relationship now.

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buzzyb33 · 5 months

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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!!

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maynardmaniac07 · 1 year

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Harry’s BEREAL goes off during sex and yore tied up the sidemen react

A/N: I can sure have a go for you! I hope you enjoy it

BeReal (Harry Lewis/Wroetoshaw Smut)

Y/N’s POV

Shibari

The act of tying someone up for aesthetic purposes

That is what Harry came home and told me that he wanted to explore

So that’s what we did

I am currently tied up with rope on our bed, having my mind blown by Harry’s cock shoving into me at a brutal pace

I have my head shoved into a pillow, with my arms tied behind my back using an intricate design that Harry found on the internet

It took him ages to do but boy was it worth it

Now just from this you should be able to tell that both me and Harry are kinky fuckers

So it doesn’t surprise me when mid thrust Harry shoved himself fully into me and reaches for his phone

“I have to take a picture of this, you look so good baby. Need to remember this forever” he mumbled as I see a flash out of the corner of my eye

Meaning that he took a photo of him with his dick fully in me, my arse on show and me completely tied up

He throws his phone down on the bed, a few seconds later before he starts pounding into me again

I can tell he is close from the erratic thrusts but I move my body with him best I can, as we both chase out orgasms

It isn’t long before Harry gives one last thrust before shooting his load into me

I let out a lot moan as I react my climax at the same time

It takes us both a few minutes to compose ourselves before Harry begins to untie me

Once I’m free, Harry’s arm wraps around me and guides me to lay down with him

He gently strokes both my arms in a soothing way, in case the might be sore from being behind my back for so long

After a while, he reaches for his phone that I was laying next to

He unlocks it and I look up at him to see his face has dropped

“What’s up?” I ask worried by his facial expression

“I might of fucked up” he mumbles

I reach out and grab his phone

I realise that the screen is open on the BeReal app

There is a new photo posted to Harry’s account

I click on it to see Harry’s face in the top left corner and my arse fully on show, whilst Harry’s dick is in my pussy

I can see that the photo has been liked multiple times and multiple notifications are coming through on what’s app

I click on one of the notifications to see that the sidemen group chat is going mental

Simon: Harry, another nude really? At least it isn’t your balls this time!

Vik: Y/N is going to kill you, is all I’m going to say!

Josh: Someone give Harry his knot tying badge

JJ: Wow Y/N really does have a nice arse

Tobi: No words

Ethan: Nice one mate ;)

“Harry, you dickhead! You posted the photo to BeReal!” I exclaim

“I’m sorry, it was the first thing I clicked on! I didn’t mean to post it! I’ll take it down!” He tells me as he takes his phone back

I push his hands down onto the duvet as I sigh

Even though I'm mad at him, it's not like he is the worst thing in the world

I mean it's not the first time it has happened

“Don’t worry about it, it’s not like they haven’t seen it all before” I say

“Nothing can be worse than when you sent out sex tape to the boys, poor Vik was scarred for life” I chuckle

“Now put your phone down and cuddle me, I might let you go again if your lucky” I say before pulling into into a kiss

Harry might be an idiot, but he’s my idiot

A/N: PLEASE REQUEST SOME IMAGINES

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sykokilljoyy · 2 years

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can i place a request for wroetoshaw/harry? where the troops and their gfs and EVERYONE is out on a night out— and he gets drunk and just becomes so clingy and so so so obsessed and in love with the reader!! & everyone’s making fun or cooing at them LAMAO. i love drunk fluff & i love ur writing

this was such a cute request thank u so much i hope i did it justice

REQUESTS OPEN!!!

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request: can i place a request for wroetoshaw/harry? where the troops and their gfs and EVERYONE is out on a night out— and he gets drunk and just becomes so clingy and so so so obsessed and in love with the reader!! & everyone’s making fun or cooing at them LAMAO. i love drunk fluff & i love ur writing words: 1662 warnings: alcohol and thats about it!! just fluffy

TLDR: harry & y/n get drunk and clingy.

Nights out were never boring, especially not with your friends being the way they are. It was never just a few drinks, never just a few rounds, it was always go hard or go home. No matter what, you always had a good time.

So you were confused as to why your legs were jumping, anxiety filling your joints and jolting them up and down whilst they were restless on the car seat of the taxi, pushed up against your friends. Noticing this, your boyfriend, Harry, looked at you softly and placed his hand on your exposed thigh that immediately melted to his touch, halting its movements.

“What’s got you so nervous?” Harry muttered, close to your ear as the back of the taxi was absolutely manic from the excitement of your friends.

“I’m not sure, I just feel so nervous suddenly,” Your breath shook lightly as you patted down the hem of your dress that clung to your body.

“You look so beautiful, darlin’,” Harry spoke softly, earning a blush from you, “Hey, if you get too anxious when we’re there, just tap me and we can go, no questions asked.”

Heart full, you turned to him with a grateful smile, so thankful that he understood the way your brain works. But, you were determined, this night was special and you were lucky to spend it with the most amazing friends.

“Thank you, Harry,” You spoke, “I love you.”

“I love you, Y/N,” He placed a kiss on your forehead quickly, earning an ‘aw’ from Freya, who sat opposite the pair of you. It wasn’t surprising, Harry didn’t tend to like PDA too much, saying how his whole life is in front of an audience, he likes to keep you special, to himself. Not secret, but private. Freya smiled at you warmly.

It wasn’t long before the black cab pulled up on the curb, a roll of excitement and pre-drinks flooding through everyone like a wave and you all piled out, taking a moment to organise yourself and pay the driver before heading towards the pulsating hum of the club.

Inside was a whirlwind. Powering music hit the walls in every direction, paired with the linger of smoke and radiant, flashing lights bouncing off the skin of gyrating bodies. A thick smell of alcohol clung to the air and you held onto Harry’s hand as he dragged you through the crowds of people.

“Who’s got first round?” Ethan called out once you’d all squeezed into the seats surrounding the booths near the bar, hiding away from the crowds slightly.

Various heckles from the group earned a huff from Ethan as he accepted the loss and headed towards the bar - and so the drinking begun.

It wasn’t long before the bodies were swaying, hysterics breaking out as JJ and Freezy performed plenty of rap songs for the group, giggles from funny stories and anecdotes, and yells of excitement at the arrival of more drinks.

“Y/N, we’re going to the bathroom, wanna come?” Talia shouted in your direction, stumbling as she got from her seat, Freya linked in her arm.

“Sure,” You agreed, head spinning slightly after the shot you took not even a minute beforehand. Pushing out of your seat, you felt a pull of protest from next to you.

“Stay, Y/N,” Harry slurred from his spot on the booth beside yourself, strong arm wrapped around your waist, holding you tight against his intoxicated side.

Harry wasn’t ever one to stray from a drink, especially not when he’s dared to down a few every so often by his friends, but it always brought this side out of him. Though, usually it was the result of a few bottles at dinner in your flat, his cheeks rosy from the wine and his lips attached to you like they were made to live on your skin, telling you at every possible opportunity how beautiful you looked.

He wasn’t any different now, you’d seen it time and time before, but this time neither of you were in the privacy of your flat, and his brain was too intoxicated to care about his hatred of PDA.

“Harry, I’ll just be a few minutes,” You chuckled, “It’s okay, give Simon a cuddle until I come back.”

Earning a laugh from the tall body beside your boyfriend, he tussled Harry’s hair and opened his arms for a hug jokingly.

“No, I don’t want anyone else,” Harry whined, and your heart melted, the warmth from the alcohol and your boyfriends drunk words softening your chest.

“I’ll stay,” You gave in, gesturing towards your friends to carry on their bathroom trip and snuggling back into Harry’s side.

His grip on you was tight, holding you as close to his body as he could, head fuzzy and blurry as he laughed with his friends.

“Harry, Y/N’s not gonna break, you don’t have to hold her so tight,” Tobi joked, pointing out Harry’s needy grasp on you to the group, to which he huffed in response.

Where he would usually loosen it, letting you go in embarrassment, but tonight was different. He didn’t care who was watching, he just needed to have you close.

As the night went on and the drinks only got stronger, Harry became basically attached to your hip, the both of you using each other’s bodies to keep yourself upright and whilst Josh did his third Tommy T impression of the night, Harry turned and buried his face in your neck.

“The lights are so bright,” He muttered, the words barely intelligible with the mix of being muffled and slurred.

Bringing your hand up to his hair, you ran your fingers through, holding him close, “We can head home if you want.”

“No, no, no,” He shook his head, immediately regretting it as his brain felt like it was spinning in his skull, “You look so happy being here, I just wanna see you smile.”

Blushing, you leant down to place a kiss on his forehead, feeling an overwhelming sweep of love hit you as you looked down at your drunk boyfriend cuddled into your side, using you to shield himself from the lights of the club.

“Aw, look at them!” Talia cooed from next to Simon, pointing out the two of you cuddled up at the corner of the booth. Drawing the attention of the whole group, you covered your face in embarrassment as they all chuckled at how clingy Harry was being. They weren’t used to seeing him as soft as he was with you.

“Shut up,” Harry groaned against your neck, earning nothing but laughter from his peers.

Although he sounded grievous, you could feel his smile against your skin.

“Anymore drinks in you, Harry, and Y/N’s gonna have to cut you off her,” Freya joked, and Harry replied with a simple, yet effective middle finger.

The conversation quickly moved on when a new song started blaring from the speakers, and another round was brought out, disappearing before it even really arrived.

“Am I being too much?” Harry spoke softly from beside you, making you turn towards him worriedly.

“No, no,” You ushered, putting your glass down and placing your hand softly on his burning cheek, “You’re perfect, Harry, why would you think that?”

“I just don’t want to be too full on and make you uncomfortable,” His speech was slurred, but you knew he meant it - as much as he is always loud and boisterous, he always made sure you were comfortable and content, dialling it down a few notches to make sure you were safe.

“You’re just,” He paused, hiccuped, and continued, “I love you so much, and, and I just wanna be near you like, all the time.”

Without even responding, you kissed him, ignoring the bitter taste of alcohol that clung to both of your mouths, “I love you, Harry.”

“I don’t care who sees us, or if anyone makes fun of me, I just love you so much,” His rambling didn’t stop and you saw in his eyes nothing but pure adoration. He was made for you.

It was obvious in so many ways, like the way his hand holds yours so perfectly, the way your bodies fit snug against each other, the way his kiss could cure any ailment you had.

“I wanna go home,” He mumbled, and you could feel in the way his face was heavy against your hand that he was tired.

“We’re gonna head off,” You called as you got to your feet, helping Harry up with you, who stumbled for a moment before stabilising and ushering away the scandalous calls from his friends.

Saying your goodbyes, Harry led you sheepishly through the crowd of people and out into the cold night air, holding you close to his warmth whilst you waited for a taxi.

Once home to his flat, he darted without hesitation to his bed, shimmying his clothes off with you not far behind,

It wasn’t until you were both on your backs, staring up at the ceiling in comfortable silence that the alcohol really hit the two of your, your bodies surging against your skin as the room span around you gently.

“I’m so fucked,” You giggled, turning your head to look at Harry, who was already looking at you softly, “What’s up?”

“You’re so beautiful,” He replied, turning his body towards you, to which you reciprocated, a heavy blush on your cheek.

“You’re perfect, Harry, you really are,” One of your hands came softly to his face, caressing his cheek softly, albeit drunkenly.

“We should sleep, because this is going to suck in the morning,” You spoke gently.

“As long as I’m waking up to you I don’t mind,” He slurred, eyes closed and already giving into sleep.

Pushing yourself closer to him, you rested your head on his chest and got comfortable, accepting the swimming feeling of the alcohol in your bloodstream and sea of calm in your head, falling asleep with a smile on your face.

He was yours, well and truly.

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myoddessy · 1 year

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hellooo congrats on 2k!! not sure how to phrase this request but some 🍰 please for harry/w2s. maybe about being seen in the backgrounds of his videos/features on other videos sometimes? or the things he mentions about you on camera if thats not too much trouble! congrats again! and if head cannons are easier thats great too

thank you so much! im a bit rusty when it comes to blurbs so i hope this is okay 💞

it was no secret that harry had found his forever in you, anyone who was anyone could see the shift in his smile or the glint in his eye when you caught his eye. be it a fleeting look of shyness on your instagram story or tiktok, a short clip of your face popping into the background of a video, or even a flash of your face in a pop-up add as he scrolled through social media.

it was as if the boldness and unabashed bravery of wroetoshaw melted away for a split second, and the world saw harry for who he truly was; a boy in love.

now, with a love that open and observed, privacy was a luxury you rarely found yourself in possession of. whether someone tweeted that you were on a date down a quiet city street, or the detectives of your fanbases debunked every picture, comment, and clip about either if you until you were certain they knew more about your relationship than you did. and as grateful as you were that there was such a wide reception of love for you and harry, the lack of secrecy lead to you cowering away from video cameos so that any moments you did managed to share stayed between you and you only.

that being said, you couldn't honestly say you hadn't fallen down a rabbit hole of your w2s and sidemen pop-ups before.

your favourite was during the sidemen become parents for 24 hours challenge, when harry was in a murderous state and little baby nathaniel would not stop screaming, ethan caught a glimpse of you walking down shop street and yelled for you just in time for harry to release the child from a chokehold.

with a confused smile and hands stuffed in the pockets of your northface puffer, you walked towards them, unaware to the cameras panning in on the softened eyes and uncontrollable smile of your boyfriend.

"well, lads. you alright?" you asked, voice trailing off to a higher pitch when you saw the screaming doll dangling from harry's grip, his hand wrapped loosely around its ankle.

"doing just fine, birthed a beautiful baby boy. bog couldn't be happier." ethan joked, hand clapping down on the younger man's shoulder. "he won't shut up." harry said, blowing out an exhausted sigh. "help us, please." you sucked in a harsh breath, toying with them. "dunno if i shouldn't, wouldn't that be breaking challenge rules?"

"i will literally pay you." harry shook the baby's leg in your face, emphasising his pain.

"just do the washing up for the rest of the week and we're sorted."

"deal."

"hand me over the child then."

ethan's focus bounced between you and harry like he was watching this unfold in wimbledon, unsure of who to look at throughout the exchange, before settling with staring at the camera, blinking slowly as harry handed you nathaniel. you bounced the doll in your arms, shushing him and swaying slowly, your hand running up and down his back as if it were real and second nature.

would never say it, nor did he think he even could, but a sense of urgency washed over him in that moment. like he wouldn't breathe until he saw it again, except real, with your child—his child. with a shake of his head, the thought dispelled before his cheeks got too red, but anyone could see the far-off look in his eye, and he worried that anyone who looked too close would see the reflection of domesticity behind it.

in the span of a minute, you'd gotten nathaniel to calm down, and with a laugh of good luck and a happy wave, you left before any other sidemen could approach and see them getting outside assistance.

over the years, the clip had been reposted, edited, referenced by the world as the love they yearned to see in their partner's eyes, and you loved every second of it. now, with two diamonds weighing your left hand down and a bump in your stomach, you sat before the camera once more, this time with purpose. this time to confirm to everyone that the dream harry held in his eyes three years ago was finally upon him.

his forever was set in stone.

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From @MCChampionship_

👑 Announcing team Pink Parrots 👑

@.Bajan_Canadian @.JeromeASF @.Preston @.Vikkstar123

Watch them in MCC on Saturday 16th September at 8pm BST!

#mcc34 #mcc.teams #mcc.ppa #bajancanadian #jeromeasf #prestonplayz #vikkstar123

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lia-wrld · 9 months

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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.

(my requests are open if u want me to write a consept for a anyone else just ask🙂)

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sidemenxyn · 6 months

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Boxing Match

Tw:fighting (professional), language,

JJ (ksi) x Y/n (afab)

The parts of the documentary will be in bold & italic.

–—–

*small comical flashback*

Watching the Astrid Wett vs Alexia Grace weigh in, you watched as the face off began. Seeing your loving ‘boyfriend’ well… he’s your fiancé but right know your keeping it between your family and friends. You both wanted to wait to announce the news on your anniversary which wasn’t far away.

As you watched the face off, you heard Astrid say “if I had a boyfriend, would I do this?!” She went to kiss JJ. Your stomach drop till you saw JJ lean back dosing the kiss. Your boxing instincts kicked in. You wanted to fight her… (didn’t exactly go like that but it’s just a short intro 😂)

–—–

It was the day, the day Astro’s was gonna get knocked out by you. You had trained very hard, even JJ was coaching you on the sidelines.

It was currently the morning, you decided to make a small documentary on this event.

You confidently said “Today, I’m going to knock out Astrid Wett.” JJ spoke “Today Y/n is gonna knock out Astrid.”

You were currently sat at your dinning table with JJ sat next to you. He asked “ready for the big day, babe?” You smiled “yeah,” JJ placed a hand on yours and said “your gonna do amazing, I can tell, I mean you worked so fucking hard.” You both chuckled “yeah, we’ll have to see!”

You said “I have tried day and night, I know I’m capable of everything if I put my mind to it.” Tobi spoke “I’ve never seen Y/n work so hard. She is like a female JJ, when she’s dedicated she goes all out.” Simon spoke “Y/n is an amazing boxer, god I remember when we filmed a YouTube video for her channel where me and the boys would train like Y/n. And all I have to say is she is very very confident.” (Clip) you are throwing punches at your coach as he wears the body punching bag. You had the look that could kill, you were lethal.

You changed into your gym clothes, you called “JJ, are we going over the studio?” From the bathroom he shouted back “yeah! Then we are going to your boxing gym.” You grabbed your bag and headed towards your front door. Grabbing a pair of your converse, you pulled them on and tied your laces. JJ walked over “you ready, babe?” You nodded and held his hand.

*small time skip*

You walked into the studio and saw all the joys including Logan and Mike. You smiled “hey guys, how are you all?” You were greeted by everyone. Logan spoke to the camera “I believe Y/n is capable, I mean look at her, she’s athletic, strong and smart. I believe she can win, definitely.” You are shown boxing one of your friends that too boxes.

*time skip to a the event*

“Listen, my prediction is, Astrid is getting knocked out second round if not third”You smirked. The video shows different clips of all your friends predicting your boxing match; most of them saying your knocking out Astrid.

You were currently changing into your outfit. It was all black silk with rhinestones on the seams and white rhinestone eyes on the hood making it look like venom. Walking out of the bathroom, you walked out into your changing room. You heard JJ say “my, my babe, you look badass!” You smiled and gave him a hug. You asked “does it look right?” He nodded “definitely, let’s take a few pictures.” That is exactly what you did.

You walked over to the camera and spoke “this is my official outfit, it’s venom theme cause he’s one of my favourite marvel characters.” JJ walked over “it’s a badass outfit, one of the best ones I’ve seen.” You put an arm around JJ and you said “it was one of my favourite sketches we made.”

You did some quick shadow boxing and some quick sparring with your coach. Once you were done you looked over to Jj as he waved you over. He placed his hands on either side of your face, he started his small speech “listen, your gonna do great, I know it. But you have this one in the bag. Do what you’ve been working for, you and I both have seen you go a long way and you are going to destroy her ok?” You nodded then he finished “you are going to walk into that ring knowing your the winner ok, go to your mental space and get into your best version of yourself and do your all!” He said “go fuck shit up, babe!” You nodded and gave him a kiss. He said “I’ll see you out there, good luck, love.” You waved him goodbye.

You watched on the tv in your changing room, Astrid was doing her walk out. You wanted to go second knowing you’d easily change the atmosphere in the best way possible and in a way to ‘intimidate’ Astrid.

You got ready, shaking of any possible nerves you made have on you. You looked at your coach as he said “get her for me.” You nodded, you grew up with your coach he was your dads best friend. So it meant a lot to you both this match, just like any other.

You looked at the grown as you started walking out. You stopped when you got the the beginning of the stage. Lights dimmed then started flashing, the lights beamed to the beats of your walk out song ‘you should see me in the crown’ by Billie Eilish.

As you walked out the kept you head down, making sure you seemed an almost mysterious person to the audience. You got into the ring, becoming that person you imagined yourself as. You finally looked up, making full eye contact with Astrid; pointing at her. You smirked, placing your right arm in the air hearing everyone cheering you on. The song finished, so your coach took off your boxing jacket off (I don’t know the proper name😂).

You jumped a few times, you walked towards the middle meeting Astrid there. You heard the referee shear a few words, you looked at Astrid with killers eyes. You touched gloves and went your corner. Your coach shouted “go get her!” You nodded and once you heard the bell ring, it was show time.

You threw a few punches, dodged a few punches and continued to do so. You were starting to see Astrid’s weaker spots so you threw a few punches in those areas. You heard the first bell ring, going to your corner you were getting some water and some medical attention before the next round. You heard JJ shout so you looked over and saw him say “time to knock her out! Get her for me!” You nodded. Getting up, you heard the ring of the bell.

Walking over, you started throwing punches. See her arms more dropped you went in for the kill. You threw a fake jab with your right then a real one with your left, a lower hook with your left then a strong right over hook to her temple. Watching her drop to the ground, then the ref ran over and waved his arms in the air. This is it, you won. Running over to your corner you jumped up onto the ropes. You punched the air, excited you did what you do best. You saw JJ run over and jumped up to get to you. You were pulled into a hug he shouted “Well done! You did it!” You smiled widely as you heard the stadium cheering and screaming your name. Your coach took off your gloves and pointed towards the referee. All your hard work paid off.

You walked back over to the middle, seeing Astrid back up and standing next to the referee which who was holding her wrist. He then grabbed onto your wrist, standing there. Moments later, you heard “and the winner is…Y/n ‘the reaper’ Y/l/n!”

You jumped up and down happy you have won, you looked over to Astrid and shook her hand. You said “well done,“ She nodded and said “congratulations.”

You ran over to JJ which pick you up and hugged you tightly.

You were back in your changing room, you met up with all the boys and the girls. You heard them all cheer as you hug everyone. You thanked your coach for helping you make this possible. You looked at JJ which held your face. He pulled you in and gave you the most passionate and loving kiss ever. He placed his forehead against yours and spoke “I’m so proud of you, baby.”

*time skip to few weeks later*

@Y/n.instagram

Guess who’s got a ring around their finger👰‍♀��💍🤍

Liked by: Ksi, wroetoshaw, tobjizle and more…

@Ksi: love you forever ❤️

–@Y/n.instagram: love you even more!❤️

Simon: can’t wait for the wedding

–@Y/n.instagram: 🩵

@taliamar: gonna make me cry again 😭

– @Y/n.instagram: stop, your gonna make me cry again too😂😭

And more…

–—–

Can we just thank the sidemen for an amazing ten years!! Can’t believe it’s been that long. Also if you wish to ask me to write things then feel free! Hope you have a good day/night!🫶

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inevesgf · 3 months

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will love you eternally if you do chrismd next 😭😭 barely any content for him nowadays and i’m CRAVING it

LORD OF THE RINGS ⠀,⠀ chrismd.

synopsis ✩ in which after you filmed a football video for the chrismd channel, you added that you had never seen lord of the rings, which allows chris to have a reason to ask you on a date.

authors note: my first one - shot on here! i used to write quite often, but haven’t recently, so i hope this satisfies all you chris girlies out there. i sometimes get carried away when i write so this one is kind of a long one. honestly, i have also never seen lord of the rings so if there’s any inaccuracies, i apologize. nonetheless, i hope you all enjoy <3

word count: 2.8k.

being a youtuber around the london area, you had a lot of friends who presented themselves in the limelight of social media. other fellow youtubers, streamers even; you knew a variety of people. during your weekdays, you’d find yourself filming with friends, and on weekends, occasionally the same.

today was a weekday like any other. chris, one of your mutual friends, had asked you to film a football video with. while you weren’t the best at football, at least you were better than danny. danny would be there, so you were sure to embarrass him by hitting the crossbar more times than he could.

the filming of the video concluded within the span of two hours; enough time for the whole idea of it to go to bits and end up turning into a free for all. though you had fun, you couldn’t help by laugh at how off track this group got when they were together.

“alright,” freezy spoke, “now that that’s done, i can go home and finish my harry potter marathon with lux.” his seemingly enthralled tone made the others laugh around him as chris began to talk, “lord of the rings is way better, mate.” chris was an absolute nerd, but you couldn’t help but love it. he was quite different from the boys you hung around with, not bad different, but the kind of different that intrigued you. when conversations about cinema came up, you usually tried to involve yourself as you were passionate about your favorite films. “i’ve never seen lord of the rings.” chris’ mouth laid a-gap, like you had just shot him, as he put his hand over his heart dramatically. “well you better get on that. you’re reeeallly missing out.” a small laugh escaped your lips in return.

a few goodbyes were thrown out as everyone walked their separate ways. you had parked on one side of the pitch, where all but one of the guys had parked on the other. that one was chris. he had came jogging up behind you slowly as his breath hitched from the cool london air. “you seriously have never seen lord of the rings? the hobbit? not one?” once again, you chuckled. you could relate to chris in someways. you two were both very passionate about your interests, his just happened to be some movie about a ring. “nope, haven’t. i guess i never got around to it, really. i have no patience to watch films on my own.” you spoke. it was true, sometimes it would take you several days to watch one film on your own because you kept pausing. “then we’ll watch it together.” when chris proposed this idea, you couldn’t help but smile. in all honesty, you’ve always found him at least a bit attractive. of course, a guy inviting you to watch a film with him didn’t always mean a date, but still - it was exciting nonetheless. maybe he was just being friendly, but it never hurt to test the waters. “alright then, sounds like a plan.” and with that, chris began walking his way over to his vehicle, a smile on his face mirroring the one on yours. “see you then, y.n. have a good night.”

it hadn’t been long since you arrived at your flat after filming that you received a text from chris. you had honestly thought him proposing to watch lord of the rings with you was a joke, but it clearly wasn’t. ‘when are you free?’ the words on the screen illuminated your face, accentuating the deep pink tone that flushed your cheeks. you answered back, yet not quick enough to come off as desperate; you always overthought these types of things. ‘i’m free whenever :)’ you responded, as your schedule was clear of filming for the rest of the week. quickly after you had sent that text, he replied, ‘friday night, 7pm, and i’ll cook us dinner too ;)’ a blush crept onto your face. it had been wednesday night, so unfortunately you had to wait one anxious day before this. you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. like what had crossed your mind earlier, you had always thought chris was cute. there was an unspoken rule between you and becky that friends were off limits. you have both established that flings like that usually never work out, and overall it would be awkward if something bad happened. you did want to take a chance on it, after all, you didn’t know if this was a date or a friendly get together - even though you couldn’t help but pray to yourself that it’d be the first.

thursday passed faster than expected, and so did the first half of friday. you spent most of the day on thursday debriefing, cleaning, and overall just spending sometime to yourself. earlier friday, you had caught lunch with becky of who you told about your ‘date’ with chris. she didn’t think it was a horrible idea, in fact, she was happy for you. the girl seemed to be even more giddy than you. “y.n, this is great! you have to tell me everything, and i mean everything.” your friends had always been more interested in your own love life than you were. out of the group of girls you hung around, you were one of the only ones who was single. it didn’t bother you that much, i mean, you had more friends than you could ever ask for. its not that you didn’t find need for a relationship, you just liked your independence. “i will, trust me. you’ll be the first person i call when i get home.” a satisfied yet smitten look was placed upon your face as you began to discuss your excitement for tonight. you weren’t nervous, moreso giddy than anything.

after lunch, you made your way back to your flat. as you entered, a vibrating motion happened from your phone as the screen lit up. ‘are we still on for tonight?’ it was chris. again, after you waited a few moments to answer, you responded. ‘of course, see you then :)’ after you had eagerly waited for around for half past 5, you began to get ready. not knowing what the acceptable dress code would be for watching a film at someone’s flat, you picked out a simple yet comfortable outfit.

you pulled down your sweater over your head; a sidemen one harry had gifted you; as you flattened the creases on it with your hands. to play it safe, you paired it with light wash jeans and plain chucks. it didn’t take you long to get ready, though you checked yourself out in the mirror more than you liked to admit during the process. you had a bit of anxiety when it came to being presentable. the fear of being overdressed or undressed for an occasion was always at the back of your mind. since you had picked something casual, you assumed you’d be fine. the clock had reached half past 6, which gave you just enough time to make your way to chris’ flat. luckily he lived only minutes away from you, so being late wasn’t a stressor.

the drive to chris’ was filled with drowned out music by lizzy mcalpine playing as you thought anxiously. being around chris wasn’t something new to you, but being alone with him certainly was. you had known the boy for a few years now, yet you were never the closest. like you had earlier that week, you had filmed videos with him — having mutual friends — and commonly went out in a group together on weekends. you two had always gotten along and chatted together, but usually nothing more.

you pulled into the designated parking area outside of chris’ flat and put your car into park. before you got out of the car, you sighed anxiously as you checked your hair in the rearview mirror. as you made your way to the entrance of the building, a heavy breath escaped your lips. as you inhaled, the only smell you could make out was your vanilla perfume. you felt as if maybe your anxiousness was turning into a sort of anxiety. usually before dates, whether this was one or not, you were calm. not this time though. chris, without even have experienced most of his charm, had you smitten.

when you had reached chris’ apartment door, you checked your watch. the time read five to seven which meant you were perfectly on time. as you placed a knock on the door, you made an oath to yourself that you wouldn’t make it obvious you were nervous. seconds passed before chris opened the door, greeting you with a smile. “hi, y.n, im glad you could make it,” the smile still remained on his face as he held the door open for you to go inside, “welcome to my not-so-luxurious home.” his words earned a slight laugh from you as you walked in before he closed then door behind you. “how are you doing?” you started small talk. chris entered the kitchen area and you followed behind him. upon entering the kitchen, the delicious smell of steak hit your nose, practically making your mouth water. “just lovely. i think i pulled something during the last football video we did, but other than that, lovely.” one thing you liked about chris is that he acted the same around everyone, whether he was on camera or off. his charismatic, yet sarcastic personality carried on in person just as it did in his videos. “thank you for helping me out with that last video, by the way. did you enjoy your time?” as he spoke, he made his was around the kitchen island and turned the stoves burner off. you sat yourself down at one of the stools in front of the island, watching attentively as he finished cooking up the meal. “yes, i did,” you told, flashing him a smile, “its always a good time filming videos for your channel.” “i’m glad. even though that group gets so off course, we make for a good video. you were the highlight of this one; being better than most them. you’re a good player.” he smiled and you laughed, a blush crept up on your face as you were flattered by the boy. chris began cutting the steak up into portion sizes, placing the halves on plates next to some skillet cooked potatoes. “well, thank you. not as good as you though.” “okay, maybe not as good,” he chuckled at his own words, “but you got a good leg.” chris pulled up a stool across the table from you before placing one of the two plates he just prepared in front of you.

the delicious smell of steak hit your nose and you were pleased. excited to dig in, you grabbed your utensils as chris picked his up from the table. “freezy actually taught me when i moved to london,” you went on, “i haven’t played that much before then.” “makes it even funnier that you’re better than him.” again, you chuckled. you seemed to be full of laughs today, but it was surely just the nerves masking themselves. with some small talk in between, including conversations about football and youtube, you two began to eat your meal. to be honest, you were shocked. chris never striked you as a good cook — especially after you watched the come dine with me video — but this was surprisingly good. of course, he could have bought it at the store and grilled it on the stove, but it tasted wonderful nonetheless.

it took you both around 45 minutes to finish your meal due to being caught up in conversation. you had to admit, chris knew how to entertain. the stories he had to tell were interesting, and he always made sure to leave you time to react. afterwards, you two had made your way into chris’ living space. as he sat down on the sofa, he patted the spot next to him, telling you to sit down. as you sat down next to him on the sofa, you began to speak, “thank you for dinner. yknow, i never thought you be a good cook.” in return, chris laughed, slightly offended at your words. “wow, thank you, seemed like you had high hopes.” “i mean, hey, i just never thought you were the type that enjoyed cooking.” as you both laughed slightly, you two locked eyes. you had never realized before, but chris had the most gorgeous brown eyes. you felt as if you could get lost in them forever, but so you didn’t look like a creep, you quickly shifted your gaze over to the television. the intro of the film started to play as you attentively watched the screen. you didn’t know a smidge about lord of the rings, so you hoped chris would educate you along the way.

throughout watching the film, chris put in his commentary and answered any questions you had. you thought him being so passionate about a film was cute and you made sure to listen carefully to what he had to say on it. “i think im most like frodo,” chris added. you two had been halfway through the movie, so you sort of got an idea of where he was coming from. “why’s that?” you spoke as you turned your head from the television to face him. “well, i would say im brave, observant too,” chris seemed to be flattering himself with his own words, “maybe not as calm as him, but we’re similar in someways.” you nodded, once again locking eyes with the boy. you couldn’t help but notice that throughout the film, chris had moved his way closer to you. beforehand, you had left at least another persons worth of room between you both, but now as you locked eyes, your face was inches away. a sort of tension filled the air, making you more nervous than before. “i can see that. he reminds me of you,” chris smiled. before you could think, chris placed his hand on his cheek and planted a somewhat thirsty kiss on your lips.

you were shocked if anything. it took you milliseconds to respond before you reciprocated the action and pushed your lips against his. your thoughts raced a million miles a second, but you could help but celebrate mentally that this was — inn fact — a date. his lips danced against yours as you found yourself placing a hand on the back of his neck, tangling your fingers gently in his soft curls. the kiss — that was more so a quick make-out session — lasted a few, long minutes before he pulled away. chris laughed, seemingly embarrassed or flustered. your cheeks flushed pink as you giggled; giddy as if he were your grade 9 crush. your hair had fallen in-front of your eyes and with one quick motion chris found himself pushing the strand from your face to behind your ear. becky and you had always talked about boys, and if she was wrong about anything: it was about chivalry being dead. the cliches are what got you and this action had caused your pink cheeks to turn dark red. “you’re beautiful,” a whisper had fallen from his lips. his words had seemed to speak through you instead of to you; the message he had spoke engraving it’s way into your brain. you were flustered as thoughts, and not all appropriate ones at that, organized themselves in your mind. “thank you,” you matched his whispering tone, letting your hands fall from the back of his neck to his forearm, “you’re not too bad yourself.” you laughed softly. a hue of pink appeared on his cheeks, matching the one on yours. one thing you had in common with chris was your teasing, sarcastic manner, but if anything, what you had said was far from teasing. you usually didn’t develop feelings very fast, but you couldn’t be more sure that you had already fancied chris. one kiss had pulled you under, and far from return at that.

after your heart had stopped beating a hundred beats a minute and your cheeks returned to their natural hue, you fixed your gaze back onto the television. after his impulsive move, chris had seemed to relax himself. while still near to you, he put his arm around you, inching your body closer to his. this was a casual action, but it returned the butterflies you once had in your stomach. making yourself comfortable, you rested your head on his shoulder.

considering this first date successful, you couldn’t have been happier. you were still oddly surprised about the kiss, but hey! you weren’t complaining. shifting slowly in your position, you sunk your body closer to chris’, leaning into him. a satisfied hum escaped his lips as he slowly rubbed your forearm. your comfort overpowered you as the film started to come to an end, your eyes closing as you fell asleep in his arms.

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simpstar123 · 7 months

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my heart can't take it 😭

just look at how happy all of them are!!!

#im so so so happy for vik and ellie 💗#also obsessed with the color josh's suit lol #sidemen #miniminter #zerkaa #ksi #behzinga #wroetoshaw #vikkstar123 #tbjzl

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w2soneshots · 2 months

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20vs1 -W2S

Words: 1.3k

Warnings: none.

In which you are asked to be on the sidemen’s 20vs1.

y/username

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y/username: guess what I'm filming today🤫

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y/nfanpage21: ooo I'm excited to find out❤️

user30781614: SIDEMEN LIKED OMFG🤭

-> user91368481: y/n x sidemen ahh!!!

A month ago... "Rach!" I shouted through my apartment. "Ye?" my roommate Rachel shouted before appearing in my doorway. "Do you know who the sidemen are?" I asked her. "Yes, they're massive on YouTube, why?" She replied plonking herself next to me on the bed. "They just asked me to be in one of their videos." She shot upright "what! Did you say yes?" She asked excitedly. "Umm, I haven't replied yet, are they weirdo's?" I asked since she knew of them. She laughed aloud "no I don't think so." she said with a giggle. "It says they want me to film a "twenty versus one", what's that?" I said flipping my phone around to show her the email. "That's a series, they do, let me just show you." she grabbed the control and flipped on my tv.

That night I went through a rabbit hole, researching these people. I wanted to make sure they weren't creeps before agreeing to be in a their video. They had a pretty massive following and there videos were entertaining. I eventually decided it'd be fun so agreed to be in the video. When I told Rach she was ridiculously excited.

Today is the day of the shoot. All I'd been given was a location and a time, so I got up early to get ready. I took a shower, dried and straightened my hair, did my makeup (adding extra powder so I wouldn't shine in the studio lights) then got dressed into a black, tight play suit, an oversized denim jacket and some black four inch heeled boots. Once I was finished I sprayed myself with my favourite perfume, grabbed my bag and left my apartment.

After a 30 minute drive my uber finally pulled up outside the filming location which just looked like a large building. I thanked him and slid out of the car. Just as I was walking towards the front entrance I was greeted by a woman who said her name was Tanya and that she was the head of production. "She seems nice" I thought as she led me inside. She brought me to a green room with multiple other women, and a table with drinks and food. I sat down on one of the chairs. "wait, are you y/n y/l/n?!" One of the girls asked me. I nodded "yep, that's me." I replied with a light smile. "Omg I love your vlogs!" She announced excitedly. "Thank you!" I said appreciatively.

Almost 20 minutes later all twenty of us were taken through into a small hallway, and formed into a queue. I was sixth and when it was my turn I walked out and stood on the marked spot on the white floor. "Hi, how are you?" I asked who I learned from my stalking was Harry. "Not great to be honest." he replied, clearly not enjoying this shoot. I laughed slightly "just breathe." I said breathing deeply in and out. He copied my actions and did the same. He smiled "yes." he said, flicking his hand towards the door then I heard a cheer from another room. "Thank you." I said politely and walked off the set.

Ten minutes later everyone was sent back into the room and we all stood in an oval shape facing the camera. Then Harry walked in and greeted us "hello everyone, I said yes to way too many people so if you don't like me please- leave." he chuckled then turned around to face the camera. Five people left leaving nine of us. Harry opened his eyes and turned back around "I'll take that, I'll take that, I'll take that, I'll take that," he repeated quickly "thank you very much. alright, I'll see you shortly, I guess." Then he left and all of us were taken back to the green room.

I sat there for well over two hours waiting, since I was the last one. Once it was finally my turn, I was taken back to the studio, by Tanya. "You'll do great!" she said with a light pat on my back just before I entered the room. I was reattached to a mic and then told to sit down on the comfy looking chair. Harry entered a few minutes later and I stood up to greet him with a hug. "Hello again, sorry you've been waiting so long." he said politely, before sitting down. I smiled "no problem." He took a breath in "so what's your name?" "y/n." I replied. "And what do you do?" He asked. "For fuck sake I hate this question" I thought. "I do YouTube." I replied. His eyes lit up slightly "oh, what kind of videos do you make?" He asked, sitting forward in his chair. "Vlogs, beauty stuff, outfits, that kind of thing." I said counting them on my fingers. "Oh cool." he said with a nod of his head.

The date lasted just under 15 minutes. From the video Rach showed me it seemed that these weren't just normal dates but it felt completely normal to me... actually in the other video there was one date where the man was just told to be himself, so maybe that was what was happening. We talked about what both of our favourite movies were, we found out we both lived in London and when I asked if he was into football he explained that that was what his YouTube channel was based off, along with an online game to do with football.

Once the date finished, we hugged goodbye and he left. Then I was asked two questions by the main camera man: what I thought about him and if I would go on another date. "I thought he was a really sweet and seemed interested in our convo. I will definitely go on another date with him." and as I said those words, I heard in eruption of cheers in another room, which Tanya had now explained was the other members of the sidemen watching the dates. I laughed slightly then stood up. I quickly had my mic taken off, then went to collect my things from the green room. As I was grabbing my things Tanya popped back into the room to ask me something, "the boys were just wondering if you could come and see them so they could thank you for coming." she asked. I smiled "of course."

She took me through a corridor, and then down a smaller hallway and into a room. There was a group of boys stood up in front of around six TVs that I assumed they had been watching the dates on. "Hey, nice to meet you, thanks for coming!" who I knew to be JJ said putting his hand out for a handshake. I shook his hand and said "thank you for having me." They all introduced themselves to me and we stood talking for a few minutes. Just before I left I heard my name "y/n!" I turned around to see Harry stood in front of me "I was just wondering... if it was okay with you, I could get your number?" he asked. I smiled "sure." He passed me his phone I typed my phone number in. "there." I said, passing his phone back to him. "thank you." he said with a sheepish smile. I waved the other boys goodbye before I left the building.

The next day, I got a text from Harry asking if he could take me out on a "second" date, and obviously I said yes.

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #wroetoshaw #20vs1 #ksi #miniminter #zerkaa #vikkstar123 #tobjzl #behzinga #instagram

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buzzyb33 · 3 months

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Relationships.

Prompt: head cannons Y/n and Tobi in the early stages of their relationship in a honeymoon phase, completely head over HEELS.

Warnings: swearing, suggestive content,

Tobi is so in love and after you two get past the awkward phase you’re always at each others sides when you can be, though having a high demand job is a bit difficult, you’re a lawyer, specifically a family lawyer so working for home 60% of the time is nice.

You and Tobi met on your friend’s birthday, out for bowling and he was out with the boys for a video, the next bit got cancelled and while he went to get a sugary drink, so did you, you two making eye contact as you both ordered blue slushies.

“Great minds think alike.” I grin and he laughs.

“I’m y/n.” I smile and look at him.

He smiles back, showing a perfect row of teeth.

“I’m tobi, pleasure to meet you.”

I giggle quietly: “oh the pleasures all mine.”

“Do you not drink?” He asks as the young man starts to make our drinks, his eyes flicking back to Tobi every so often.

“Nah, sometimes I suppose like.. new years? Some birthdays but I like to focus on my work or something like that,” I reply generally honestly and he smiles.

His eyes go to a booth and he seems to be contemplating his options.

“Listen- I have to get back to my friends- but- can I have your number?” He clearly his throat.

“Yeah, yeah okay- course.” I smile and hand him my phone.

He smiles back and puts him name with a contact “Tobi ❤️” and I grin at his boldness.

Thankfully, the boys didn’t notice so he was clear.

Throughout the rest of the time at the bowling alley the two exchanged eye contacts and smiles despite their friends knowledge.

On our first date Tobi took- and payed for us to go to a nice restaurant.

“So, what do you do- for work?” I ask just as I finish explaining what I do as a family lawyer, sipping my coke.

“Well i- I make videos.” He said not-so-smoothly.

I him as I pick at my fries.

“You’re a YouTuber?”

He looks at me then laughs lightly.

“Yeah, I’m a youtuber.”

Since then, you exchanged schedules and went for little dates, the boys could tell Tobi was happier they just couldn’t put their finger on it.

Just after a shoot as he claimed he was busy- turning down lunch he got a call which caused him to spring to his seat.

He hummed and said various short words into his phone before saying he’ll send the address.

“Oh? You’re getting picked up Tobi? By who?”

Ethan nudges and Tobi sighs in response.

“A friend, that’s why I’m busy.”

He keeps his response discreet until a dark purple Ford Mustang Shelby GT500.

Ethan looks up from his phone as he stands with tobi, which his mouth is open a bit.

“I didn’t know she drove that..” he mumbles and Ethan narrows his eyes.

“It’s a ‘she’?” Ethan says as she pulls into the closest spot and rolls down the window to smile at Tobi.

Clearing his throat he utters out a quick: “bye mate,” and walks to side of the passenger seat before opening the door.

Her windows were tinted, but maybe not enough as he saw the mystery girl kiss Tobis cheek.

“You drive a mustang?” He asks after about a minute of comfortable silence.

“Yeah- as I got on my salary I’d already saved a bit, I’ve always wanted a nice purple car- so, this is great.”

Tobi would say that’s when he fell in love.

From then on, you two started dating a week after that and the guilt hit him, he hasn’t told anyone he was seeing someone, not even josh, he assumed Ethan had blabbed to someone but that wasn’t from the man himself.

After telling the boys the force to meet this girl was intense, mainly from Josh and JJ.

“What does she drive? What does she do?” Josh pokes his shoulder.

“Mate-“

“She drives a purple 23 plate mustang, fancy.” Ethan dad without looking from his phone.

Tobi sighs as JJ looks up.

“She has a nice car? Mate let us meet her! What if she’s not good for you- and you can’t see that.”

Later in in their relationship the two were inseparable, like horny teenagers at times, always holding hands and giggling, in their little honeymoon phase.

The bowling dates frequent.

Tobis way of showing affection were words of affirmation and some gift giving, which added up to flowers and hand written notes most nights.

But when you move in together? It was like ying and Yang, he did his videos in his office while you did your online meetings and mandatory work in yours, at the end of the day tight in each others arms.

After the boys became comfortable with you, you was closest with Josh (Freya).

You two weren’t big on PDA, it only really stretched to hand holding and thigh touches.

A/n:

This is short but I just wanted to get this out so

Next is Zerkaa then maybe James? I dunno!

Requests are open.

@xixzerkaaxix

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harryelmslie · 6 months

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i love them way too much

#i'm just now catching up on all the sidemen videos from the last few months #sidemen #sdmn gifs #sidemen sunday #mine #my edit #wroetoshaw #ksi #vikkstar123 #zerkaa #tobjizzle #miniminter #behzinga

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moonlitmarn · 2 years

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Imagine/smut with y/n and Harry (not bf and gf yet) but the sexual tension could be cut with a knife and the others notice and comment on it and that sends you both over the edge and well…

Please, He Wishes | Harry Lewis ♡

I have not written smut in a hot minute so pls forgive me lols (also check out my fics they have better smut hehe)

“I don’t know why you won’t just go over there,” Talia whisper-yelled, shoving Y/N lightly.

She rolled her eyes, “And do what? Strangle him?”

It was Freezy’s birthday and everyone was at the apartment to celebrate. They’d all been friends for years, but for some reason, Y/N and Harry always seemed to clash. Even after five years of knowing eachother, they couldn’t get through an evening without making a snarky comment at one another.

“Oh please,” Freya scoffed, “You know the real reason you guys don’t get along,”

Y/N furrowed her brows, bringing the red solo cup back toward her lips as she locked eyes with the blonde haired boy across the room.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You want to rip eachother’s clothes off!” She exclaimed, making Y/N’s eyes widen significantly, “It’s so obvious.”

Y/N shuffled awkwardly as she leant against the countertop. This wasn’t true. He was just irritating and thrived off of pushing her buttons. She watched as he watched her, Y/N never backed down from a challenge and she certainly wasn’t going to be the one to break first.

“See, he might as well be undressing you,” Talia nodded, all nonchalant.

Y/N laughed, “Please. He wishes.”

Joining everyone around the table for a round of beer pong, Freezy had split the room in half. Of course, Y/N ended up on Harry’s team, he did it on purpose and she knew that.

Throwing the ball and missing, her team groaned whilst the others cheered. Y/N sighed and turned to head to the back of the group, brushing past Harry in the process.

“You know, the ball is meant to go in the cup,” He announced.

“You know, your head is meant to be on top of your body, not up your ass.” Y/N retorted, making everyone ooh.

Talia sent Y/N a telling look from across the room and she brushed it off. She wasn’t right.

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It was getting late and everyone was beyond the point of saving, people sprawled across couches and fighting over who got the bathroom first. Y/N, on the other hand, was tipsy… but not to the point that she couldn’t make her way home.

So with that, Y/N gently lifted Freya off of her shoulder, who had passed out several hours ago, and made her way to the corridor, preparing to book an Uber.

“Not like you to leave the party early,”

Y/N turned to see Harry leant against the doorway, arms folded. She shrugged, “Everyones dead, funs over.”

She watched as he stood there, eyes trailing down her body slowly. She folded her arms as she waited for his reply, if any.

There was silence for brief a moment, before he spoke up, “It doesn’t have to be.”

Y/N’s brow raised, glancing around the fairly quiet apartment, “And what are you implying?”

He smirked lightly and starting closing the distance between them, making Y/N’s palms sweat a little. This is the first time she’d looked into his eyes without rolling them afterwards. Despite the heeled boots, Harry still managed to look down at Y/N, making her breath catch in her throat.

Her skin burned as he trailed a finger up her arm, “I won’t tell if you don’t,”

Before Y/N could register what Harry was insinuating, his hand came to the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Her first instinct was to push him away and, to be honest, shove him. But, as his hands began to wander, her train of thought was gone and suddenly her arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Let’s go,” He mumbled against her neck as he peppered kisses along her collarbone.

Taking his hand and following Harry to his bedroom, he wasted no time in locking the door and reconnecting their lips. The kiss was fiery, hands wandering, shoes kicked off and frantically trying to tear clothing off of one another.

His hands skimmed her thighs before pulling her dress up over her head so that she was standing in nothing but a black thong, he stood back for a moment to take in her appearance. Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes, “Stop staring and get on the bed,”

For once, he done as he was told and laid on the bed, Y/N soon climbing on to straddle his hips. She sat down abruptly, making him grunt and her smirk. Leaning forward to kiss down his neck, she ran her fingers under his t-shirt and tugged at the hems, “Take it off.”

“I don’t recall saying you could be in charge,”

Harry’s arms locked around Y/N’s waist and turned them over so that she was now flush against the mattress, a small squeal leaving her lips in surprise. Pinning her arms above her head, he pressed his hips further into hers, allowing a small moan to leave Y/N’s lips. He smirked a little before carrying on his assault down her neck, finding that particular spot behind her ear that made her toes curl.

Peppering kisses down her stomach, his large hands roamed her body before his fingers hooked the waistband of her thong and pulled them down her thighs. He sat up briefly for a moment, pulling his t-shirt over his head making Y/N sigh and take in his bare torso.

Y/N parted her legs a little wider, desperate for any sort of attention that would relieve the ache between her thighs. Harry noticed this and got comfortable between her legs, large hands holding them apart as he took one swipe against her clit, “Fuck,”

Y/N’s head fell against the pillow as an aura washed over her, whimpering as she felt his lips trail along her hot skin, refusing to give her any more attention in the area where she so desperately needed him.

“Please…” She whined quietly, reaching for his hair to tug on ever so slightly. He grunted at the action and looked up at her from his position between her thighs.

“Someones impatient,”

She rolled her eyes and raised her hips slightly, “If you don’t touch me now I swear to Go- oh,”

Y/N moaned as his lips attached to her throbbing core, his tongue paying extra close attention to the tiny bundle of nerves. Her fingers laced in his hair as she closed her eyes tightly, relishing in the euphoria she was feeling.

“Don’t stop,”

Just as she was verging on her high, Harry pulled away slowly and smirked, making Y/N sit up on her forearms, “You’ve got to be kidding me,”

Even in this state they were able to find a challenge, a way to argue.

Y/N watched as Harry sat up on his knees, her eyes trailing down to where his joggers left nothing to the imagination. She leant forward and reached for the waistband, her eyes meeting his briefly before she pulled them down slowly.

Harry leant forward and reconnected their lips, laying her down slowly and settling between her thighs. Y/N gasped quietly as she felt him running the tip up and down her centre before pushing in slowly, painfully slowly.

Breaking the kiss, Y/N turned her head to the side to let out a moan. Harry nestled in the crook of her neck as he found a steady rhythm with his hips.

“Fuck, you feel good,” He moaned, making Y/N nod quickly in agreement and wrap a leg around him.

Their chests were pressed together as Harry’s hips moved quicker, curse words and moans filling the air. He continued to kiss down her neck, Y/N’s lip being pulled between her teeth as she felt the pressure change, he was leaving a hickey.

“You’re so fucking annoying,” She moaned, tugging at his hair slightly.

“Likewise,”

Harry’s thrusts grew sloppy and Y/N could feel herself getting closer. “Keep going, don’t you dare stop,” She cried.

“Go on, cum for me,”

Her head was thrown back against the pillow as her high finally washed over her, “Oh God, yes, I’m there,”

Y/N rode her high, Harry's head still buried in the crook of her neck. His thrusts quickened for a moment before they stilled, “I’m gonna cum,” Harry groaned.

Pulling out, Y/N’s eyes opened slowly, but practically rolled to the back of her head as she watched Harry wrap a large hand around his cock, stroking it quickly, chest heaving.

“Oh fuck,”

Collapsing down beside her, they laid in silence, the only sounds being heard were their heavy breaths and their chests rising and falling quickly.

Y/N waited a moment before sitting up slowly, running a hand through her hair.

“Where are you going?”

She turned to Harry to see him looking over at her, brows furrowed.

“Um… home?”

He chuckled and shook his head, “Oh, we are nowhere near done.”

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