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🌟 requests : open
🍋 i write for: harry styles | azriel | aaron hotchner | marauders | andrew garfield + more
☀️ i write: fluff, angst, smut - mainly lengthy blurbs
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a musician’s day off
summary - a montage of your instagram posts with harry & the moments behind the photos
word count - ~1k
pairing - harry styles x gf!reader
Harry had been gone for too long.
Well, not from you but from the world. The public eye missed him and the stage was once again calling his name, but he was happy here. He was happy with his girlfriend and he was content with how his life was playing out for now.
His fans did miss him though.
You were good to them though, what with feeding them content every chance you thought appropriate. Harry loved how close you were with his fans and how you kept them occupied even when he was away.
You often updated them through your Instagram posts.
Ooookay that would be fvckin crazy. I mean I would be happy for him but wow 🫠
Btw that was so cuuuute!!!
thank you so do much for reading 💛💛💛💛
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a musician’s day off
summary - a montage of your instagram posts with harry & the moments behind the photos
word count - ~1k
pairing - harry styles x gf!reader
Harry had been gone for too long.
Well, not from you but from the world. The public eye missed him and the stage was once again calling his name, but he was happy here. He was happy with his girlfriend and he was content with how his life was playing out for now.
His fans did miss him though.
You were good to them though, what with feeding them content every chance you thought appropriate. Harry loved how close you were with his fans and how you kept them occupied even when he was away.
You often updated them through your Instagram posts.
The way you never miss should be studied
nooo stop it now… you’re being too kind :(((
a musician’s day off
summary - a montage of your instagram posts with harry & the moments behind the photos
word count - ~1k
pairing - harry styles x gf!reader
Harry had been gone for too long.
Well, not from you but from the world. The public eye missed him and the stage was once again calling his name, but he was happy here. He was happy with his girlfriend and he was content with how his life was playing out for now.
His fans did miss him though.
You were good to them though, what with feeding them content every chance you thought appropriate. Harry loved how close you were with his fans and how you kept them occupied even when he was away.
You often updated them through your Instagram posts.
Humanitarian Appeal
‼️She will die at any time‼️😭Emergency, read my story and help me 🚨
"One moment can change everything
My daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism
due to the devastating consequences of war and malnutrition. He urgently needs donations for his ongoing treatment and a life-saving kidney transplant help to cover the high costs of his medical care and surgery, which could save his life and improve his health.
We kindly appeal to compassionate individuals to donate and support us during this difficult time.
Thank you for your cooperation and generosity.
I am asking for $25 or 50$ , which will make a significant difference in my life and my family’s🙏🏻💔
🔴My child extends her hands to you. Do not leave her facing death. If you can, your support is a lifeline for her. No one helps me or cares about her illness. Please, from a humanitarian standpoint.
https://gofund.me/8dce001c
posting for anyone who can help x
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bound by fear
a/n: this was a request! (sorry I've been mia)
pairing: Azriel x Reader
content warnings: physical and emotional abuse by a parental figure (alluded to and described), anxiety, violence, misogyny, language
note this fic is a bit heavier than my usual. please take care of yourselves if this could be triggering for you - this is not meant to romanticize trauma, but I think sometimes fics that include these topics can be a comfort for some <3
word count: 9.2k
synopsis: You spent three decades suffering under the cruel thumb of your father. When you finally escaped, finally started to build your own life, the last thing you ever wanted was to find a mate.
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You never wanted a mate. A mate was the last thing you ever wanted for yourself, after escaping from your wretched father. You never wanted another male in your life, controlling every decision, every thought, every breath that you made. You couldn’t have a mate.
Mates were rare, you had told yourself. It was unlikely that you would ever come across yours. It was an irrational fear, really. Especially once you fled from your camp—once you found an isolated cottage hidden deep in the Illyrian Steppes, miles away from any Illyrian camp.
It was a dilapidated thing when you stumbled across it, but it protected you from the unforgiving cold of Illyria and the wet snow that seeped through your clothes. It was the first place you felt safe, once the adrenaline had ebbed away and the oxygen returned to your lungs.
You made the place your own. Months passed, and the previous owner never showed. Eventually, you worked up the nerve to venture into the closest camp, and in a rare bout of luck, you befriended a female who owned a shop on the outskirts of the territory. She gave you any supplies and food you needed in exchange for tailoring. It was the only skill you had to your name.
Two years passed with the same, monotonous routine. It was admittedly a lonely life. Sometimes you longed for friends, for companionship, for family—then you remembered what family could look like, and decided you much preferred your solitary existence. Perhaps one day you could leave this mountain, seek refuge in a new court, and build an entirely new life for yourself. For now, though, you would stay put in your cottage, in your forest, and relish in the peaceful life you had found after nearly three decades of torture.
That was your plan.
Then you met him.
Reblogged iconicharry
do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
Anonymous asked:
Hi! As March 7th is coming, could I request something of fem!reader x Emily Prentiss? Reader got PTSD due to Emily's fake death and reader feels bad/sorrow/down/scared/want to cry or something like these on every March 7th.
march 7th
OMG this is so sad but absolutely doing this!!
word count - 620
pairing - emily prentiss x girlfriend!reader
March 7th was never easy.
As many times as you told everyone you were okay, reliving March 7th every year would never get easier. Having to exist on the same day your girlfriend “died” each year was already so tough, but not knowing where to place that grief when Emily had come back was even tougher.
This morning had been quiet.
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I Hate It Here | J.P.
feat James Potter x animagus!reader
SUMMARY: As a bat animagus, you're used to spending time alone: a creature of the night that prefers quiet solitude over the bustle of Hogwarts life. But when one James Potter charges into your life, you start to wonder why you hated daylight so much in the first place.
CW: MDNI 18+, FLUFFFF (James is down so bad), multi-pov, injuries and blood, shy!reader, protective!James, fighting and mentions of reader being bullied, light angst, HEA
AN: bats and deer are known to be close collaborators in the wild, with bats helping keep insects away from the deer, and the deer making it easy for the bats to find food. inspired by “I Hate It Here” from Taylor Swift’s album The Tortured Poets Department.