He Has The Voice Of An Angel

This so good, I’m sweating

can you write about seatbelt ;) (car shiz)

ngl, i forgot all about this but I saw a video on tiktok about Harry driving and ya know... the gears started turning... so- also not proofread but-

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Late night drives were your favorite. Especially when Harry was the one driving. You hadn't been able to see each other in a few weeks due to your conflicting schedules, so when Harry found out that both of you were off tomorrow, he couldn't wait much longer.

It was around 1AM when your phone rang. You were already asleep but when you saw his name on your screen, you immediately picked up the phone.

"What are you doing, baby?" He rasped and you smiled, your eyes still shut.

You loved when he called you baby. It was just something about the way he said it that warmed you from the inside out every single time.

"I was asleep, Harry," you huffed, rolling over on your back and tossing your arm over your eyes, "I worked a double today."

"Aww," He cooed and you could hear the sound of his car's engine in the background. For a moment, you thought you were hallucinating. That is until he spoke up again, "I was hoping to see you tonight, but if you're too tired..."

Your eyes shot open and you turned your head to look at the window. Lights casted through the glass and over your room as Harry pulled into your driveway.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Come see me, darling."

You were out of bed in record time. You grabbed your hoodie from the foot of your bed and slipped on your shoes at the front door, making sure to lock the door on your way out.

He got out the moment he saw you, meeting you halfway with a huge smile on his face. You threw your arms around him and his arms circled your waist, lifting you off of your feet as he buried his face into your neck.

"I missed you so much," He mumbled, inhaling your scent.

"I missed you more," You said as he gently sat you down on your feet.

"Ride with me?"

You didn't even have to say anything. He grabbed your hand and opened the car door for you. Once you were in, he leaned down and pecked your lips, a look of adornment on his face as he stared at you.

He drove around aimlessly for the next thirty minutes. You talked and he listened, he talked and you listened. You just enjoyed each other’s company. Eventually, you ran out of things to talk about but the silence was comfortable. You always felt comfortable around Harry.

He pulled into an empty parking lot and turned off the engine. You took in your surroundings, shaking your head, and chuckled when you noticed his horrible parking.

"You've been driving for years and you still don't know how to park," You teased, turning to face him.

"It's been a long day," He sighed, leaning all the way back in his seat.

You hummed and nodded, "I get it."

He turned his head and stared at you, his eyes raking over your body and lingering on your thighs. You were just in your pajama shorts and the only thing you were wearing underneath your hoodie was a thin tank top. When Harry said he was outside, the last thing you was worried about was changing your clothes.

"I really did miss you," He said, his hand reaching across the center console and resting on your thigh.

You rolled your eyes and smiled, "Did you really?

The feeling of his thumb tracing circles on your skin sent a chill up your spine, “Of course I did. Did you miss me?”

You tilted your head to the side, feeling his hand slide higher and higher. It wasn’t long until his fingers were brushing against your cunt. As if it was a natural instinct, your clit throbbed.

“Spread your legs for me,” He whispered and you did, leaning back into the seat and spreading your legs as much as you could.

You looked over at him and he was already staring at you. His hand slid into your pajama shorts and in between your folds, his mouth falling open when he felt how wet you were.

“Yeah you missed me,” he murmured, confirming the question he asked just a few moments ago.

He leaned closer, his lips brushing over your as his fingers rubbed up and down your slit. You unzipped your hoodie, suddenly feeling too hot in this small car. Harry’s head nudged your and his lips attached to your neck.

“So fucking tight,” He groaned as he slid his finger into your cunt.

Your back arched off of the seat, chest heaving. In one swift movement, Harry wrapped his arm underneath your body and lifted you. He sat back in his seat, pulling you over the center console with him until you were straddling his waist.

He kissed you immediately. Your head was starting to spin due to everything happening so quickly but you were eager and willing, kissing him back with just as much passion. Lips, teeth, tongue, and spit swapped and clashing as his hands roamed aimlessly.

He snaked his hand under your shirt and cupped your tit, pinching your nipple. You moaned, breaking away from the kiss and leaning back against the steering wheel. He followed your movements, sitting up pulling the top of your tank top down roughly. The straps broke and your frowned, grabbing ahold of his throat just as he went to suck your nipple.

“This was new,” you pouted, feeling his pulse quicken underneath your fingertips.

“Oh boohoo,” He huffed, his hands grabbing your waist and assisting you in moving your hips, “Want me to buy you another one?”

“Yeah,” You moaned at the feeling of his cock growing hard beneath you. You began to grind your hips a little faster, the ragged fabric of his jeans rubbing against your clothed clit in just the right way,

“I’ll buy you another one, baby,” He smiled, reaching up and gently pulling your hands off of his neck before leaning forward and successfully sucking your nipple between his lips.

His hands snaked around your waist and into your shorts. He grabbed both of your asscheeks roughly, spreading them apart as he continued to move your hips for you. You were dripping, surely you were leaving a wet spot on his sweat pants.

His tongue lapped at your nipple eagerly as he pulled you tighter against his body. One of his fingers slid into your pussy from behind and just as quickly, he pulled it out, gliding your juices over your asshole and he bit down on your nipple.

“Oh fuck,” you moaned, feeling his finger slide past your rim.

“I missed that fucking voice so much,” he groaned loudly, licking up your neck, “Let me hear you.” He slid another finger into your asshole, causing you to moan loudly. He chuckled, “That’s it.”

Stars peaked in the corners of your eyes as the knot in your tummy tightened, “Harry,” you whimpered, your head falling forward onto his shoulder as he worked your hips faster.

He moaned in your ear, moving his fingers in your ass in a circular motion, “There we go, you feel so good wrapped around my fingers. You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you? Answer me, baby.”

“Yes,” You whined, fisting the front of his shirt as heat raced through your veins, “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

Your body froze and so did his fingers. Your clit throbbed erratically and your holes clenched. For a moment, you even stopped breathing and it wasn’t until he pumped his fingers twice that you caved, crying out and squirting all over his lap.

He let out a raspy chuckle, gently kissing your jaw as he slowly slid his fingers out of you. He fumbled around a bit until he found the handle on the side of the seat. He pulled you with him as he leaned the seat back further before reaching underneath you and pulling his cock from his sweats.

He stroked himself a few times, using his other hand to pull your shorts to the side, “Can I fuck you, darling?”

The cool metal of his cock piercing instantly cooling the heated skin as he glided the tip of his cock between your folds.

You nodded, biting your lip when he teased your entrance.

“Hm?” He nipped at your jaw, “What did you say?”

“Yes,” you panted, moving your hips in an attempt to get him to slide inside of you.

He slapped your ass, instantly rubbing over the sting, “Yes, what?”

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good fucking girl.”

Before you could respond, he was sliding inside of you. You hissed as he stretched you out, it’d been a week since the last time he was inside of you and you knew it would take you a moment to adjust to his size again but you were needy. You didn’t want to wait.

“Please,” You begged, placing your hands firmly on his chest as you lifted your hips, “Please fuck me.”

He moaned, his hands finding your waist once again and pulling you down onto his cock. It didn’t take long to get a steady pace, but when he did, he ran with it. You could hardly catch your breath as you fucked him. Your hands snaked into his hair and pulled at the roots. He hissed, his hips jerking up and hitting your g-spot.

“Again,” He demanded, and you obeyed.

He cursed, the feeling sending a shock straight to his cock. You could feel his cock piercing against your walls and you could hardly stop the moans from falling from your lips. Your hips were starting to hurt from how hard Harry was gripping onto them but you didn’t care.

One particularly hard pull on Harry’s hair had him halting all movement. He stared up at you with raised eyebrows and dilated pupils. Sweat graced his forehead as he reached up and grabbed the seatbelt, “Give me your hands.”

He didn’t give you a chance to respond before he was grabbing your wrists and bringing your hands so that they were visible to him. He wrapped the seatbelt around your wrists once, twice, three times until they were slowly becoming numb.

“I can’t cum until I felt that tight little pussy clench on my cock and if you keep pulling on my fucking hair-” He trailed off, lifting his hips quickly and catching you off guard. You fell forward on his chest, your hands hovered over your heads now that the seatbelt had locked.

He slapped your ass again before sliding his finger inside of your hole. He was relentless, driving his hips up into you with no remorse. Incoherent words and stuttered moans erupted from your throat.

You balled your hands into fists and pulled on the seatbelt, wanting so badly to touch something, to steady yourself. Harry noticed and he snorted, his lips brushing against yours, “You alright?”

“I’m fine,” you huffed, a lazy smile pulling at your lips, “You alright?”

“I’m great, baby,” He moaned, his hand coming up and tightly grasping your throat, “Just fucking great.”

He squeezed the sides of your throat, nearly cutting off your breathing as your clit slapped against his pelvis with every thrust.

“Holy fuck-” You gasped, feeling your body start to tingle as he repeatedly slammed against your g-spot. It was getting harder to breathe and you were becoming lightheaded. Still, you decided to move your hips along with him, wanting him to cum just as much as he wanted you to.

It was a challenge, not having the use of your hands but that didn’t stop you. Your cunt clenched around his cock tightly. All it took was four more thrusts before you were screaming his name. You came with a sharp breath, your head falling against his and kissing him deeply as he twitched inside of you.

“Please cum, daddy,” You whispered against his lips.

With a strained moan, his eyes fluttered shut and he released. Short, hot spurts of cum coated your walls graciously as his hands fell to your body. He rubbed his hands up and down your sides, massaging the flesh and kissing you slowly.

After a few minutes, you spoke up, “Don’t wanna ruin the moment but… I can’t feel my hands.”

He cackled and reached up, unwrapping the seatbelt from around your wrists and bringing your wrists to his lips. He kissed the bruised flesh, his eyes staying locked on yours as he smiled, “Wasn’t that fun?”

I really like this

Happy 28th Birthday Harry!

Harry Styles is so cute.

Harry with fans last year! (2 October 2021)

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How about DI Harry with a breeding kink 👀

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Harry was acting… strange.

You thought it was because his friends’ newborn baby had been quite fussy while you were out for lunch, and maybe it’d irritated him. He’d wanted you to meet them and so you arranged to meet at this quaint little café, sitting out at the terrace, but his poor friends had to take turns trying to pacify the baby the whole time, even left briefly taking turns walking around with him for a while only to have him start crying the minute they put him back down in his pram.

At one point, they’d even joked saying maybe you should try holding him just to try out your luck, and although you’d been reluctant to do so, having had no experience with babies ever since your brother, what with your significant age gap, when you took the baby in your arms it stopped crying for some inexplicable reason.

Harry even helped you hold him properly, positioned the baby so that you were supporting his head while you held him to your chest and then he just… went silent for the rest of the lunch date.

You hadn’t even really noticed it, because now that the baby was content napping in your arms, and his parents could finally grab a bite to eat and talk to Harry (or at Harry, considering his silence), you couldn’t find it in yourself to try and put him back in the pram. And if you were being honest, it felt quite nice. He was warm and chubby and he smelled like newborn baby, and as long as he didn’t drool or, worse, throw up on you, you found you quite enjoyed holding him.

At one point he eventually opened his eyes and you thought he was going to start crying again but you just smiled at him and he seemed to like it. He reached out for a strand of your hair and you gently unclasped his little fist from it, because you knew he’d eventually start yanking it, you’d seen him doing it to his mother, but as soon as he let go of your hair he grabbed onto your index finger and you were surprised at the force he had when he squeezed it.

He eventually lost interest in that too, and his eyes landed on something much more appealing to him. He let go of your finger, and you were thankful for it- it was already tingling, the blood flow slowly recovering- but then when you felt his clammy little hand yank at your cleavage you gasped as he pulled it down far enough to expose your lacey bra.

His mom immediately ran to your aid, and everyone made light of the situation joking that he’d seen your cleavage and remembered it was supper time- everyone but Harry, that is, who just sat and looked at you funny.

So now, after the car ride that had been unusually quiet, you flinched when you heard him shut the front door with a loud thud, having used more force than necessary. You didn’t get to turn around before he bent to your ear from behind you, his voice low “I want you to go to the bedroom and wait for daddy like a good girl, ok, baby?”

You nodded, not daring to turn around, you knew better than to do anything else other than what he’d told you to whenever he was in this mood.

You rushed to the bedroom, stopped by the ensuite real quick to freshen up a bit, then stripped down to your lingerie since he always wanted to be the one to take it off of you. You then got under the covers and waited for him, mindful not to touch yourself under any condition. Those were the rules.

You hadn’t expected him to want to play, he’d seemed so off that you were sure he was going to tell you how lunch had been tiring what with all the baby’s crying, but as soon as you’d gotten into the car he just turned on the radio and the first words he’d spoken had been those he’d used earlier, instructing you to go wait for him in the bedroom.

You always loved it when he got more dominant than usual, and judging by the tone in his voice he was definitely in a mood.

By the time he reached the bedroom, he’d already unbuttoned his shirt and he took it off while approaching the bed, his hands going for his belt next.

“Is my baby all comfy?” his words were sweet but the sharp edge to his voice was anything but

You nodded, bracing yourself on your elbows and watching him get fully naked. He was so hard, it almost looked painful.

“What did I tell you about using your words?”

Your eyes widened, his deep harsh voice snapping you out of your reverie “Sorry, daddy! I got lost for a moment there… looking at you… you’re so hot” you squirmed under the blanket

He grabbed the duvet and yanked it off you in one swift motion, earning a squeal. The smirk on his face made you relax a bit, but you were still on edge, you always were when he was like this

He straddled you, his thighs on either side of your torso, holding you in place. His cock was right there, proud and leaking in front of you. You could’t help but whimper needily

“What’s the matter, baby? See something you like?”

“Please, daddy, can I touch you?”

“No. No, today daddy wants to bury himself deep inside of that tight little cunt of yours. Wanna make it last, so no, you don’t get to touch me. All you gotta do is be a good little slut for daddy and let me do what I please with you, hm? My little pillow princess. How’s that sound?”

“I”ll have you any way you want, daddy. Love your cock”

“Gonna play with you a bit first. I love every bit of you. Look at those perfect tits. Take’em out for me, will you, baby?”

You made quick work of your bra and threw it to the side, then Harry grabbed you from under your arms and maneuvered you so that you were straddling him now in turn “I love it when you dangle them over my face like this, wanna suck at them all day long and never get tired. Want you to smother me with them. Fucking perfect” he groaned licking at your breasts holding them together in front of him and kneading them in his hands as he sucked on each nipple at a time. You tried your best to keep your balance over him but eventually you had to hold onto the headboard as he feasted on you. It felt so good that it made your knees buckle, but for once you cursed how tall he was because you were sitting over his butterfly tattoo, and instead, you wished you could grind over his cock while he was doing that.

“Love how your nipples get all swollen after I play with them” he pulled back a bit and just stared at them while he ran his thumbs over the buds. He then cleared his throat and glanced at you before staring back at your breasts adoringly “Can I tell you something?”

It wasn’t usual for him to turn all vulnerable while you played around, so you stiffened a bit, wondering what was prompting his change in demeanor “Of course”

“I just… can’t get it out of my mind, the way the baby tugged at your shirt. How perfect you looked holding him to your chest like that. Couldn’t help but imagine you nursing your own baby. Your breasts overflowing with milk… Is that weird?”

“Why would it be weird? It’s natural for men to get turned on by the prospect of a woman being fertile”

“And you’re definitely fertile” he glanced up at you again, his eyes hooded and his pupils visibly enlarged. He was really getting worked up over this “Don’t freak out. It’s just… hypothetical”

“I’m not freaking out” you were quick to reassure him. Besides, you weren’t hating the idea. Hypothetically. You bit your lower lip “Can I tell you something, too?”

He was quick to nod, the lust in his eyes was making it difficult to concentrate. He was still playing with your breasts, caressing them and tugging at your nipples from time to time and you couldn’t help but grind against his butterfly tattoo, desperate for some friction but you tried to word what you were about to say in a way that wouldn’t freak him out “Sometimes… when you cum deep inside of me, and you keep pumping it back inside of me… and then fuck me all over again…” he groaned while you were talking and you almost forgot what you were about to say, but you blinked rapidly, trying to gather your thoughts “I… I sometimes wish you would knock me up, make it catch. Mark me as yours…”

“Fuck, Y/N!” he almost cut you off

“Don’t freak out!”

“I’m not freaking out” he grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you close to his face as he scooted upwards meeting you half way “You think I don’t think about that? Fuck! I think about it all the fucking time” he lounged for your mouth then, his tongue already searching for yours before your lips could even touch properly. You moaned into his mouth and he rolled you over, hovering over you “Do you really think about it, too?”

You bit your lower lip again, you could barely feel the sting after how ardently he’d kissed you “Yeah, I do. I’ve no plans to get off the pill anytime soon, so I know it’s not actually going to happen, but a part of me just… pushes aside all logic in the heat of the moment and wishes you’d…”

“Make you mine. In every sense of the word”

Your breath hitched “Fuck, Harry. Why does that sound so hot?”

He groaned “You’re fucking perfect, you know that? I’ve been meaning to tell you about how I fantasize about putting a baby in you for the longest time, but I didn’t want to freak you out”

“You’re not” you reassured him again “Because I know exactly what makes you feel like that. It’s primal. And it’s so hot, daddy” you reached to kiss him again and finally, finally he ground himself against your center making you writhe underneath him

He yanked your panties off of you and wasted no time sinking his middle and ring fingers inside of you, meeting no resistance. You were so worked up you were absolutely dripping for him.

“Look at you. So fucking perfect. Something about you… fuck me, I don’t know. You’re just so fucking breedable. Makes me want to fill you up again and again. Makes me fantasize about your hips widening and your breasts leaking, all because of me”

“Fuck, daddy! Fuck me, or else I swear I’m gonna cry. It’s too much. Please”

“Shhh, don’t cry baby, daddy’s gonna fuck you good. You need it, don’t you? Deep in your bones, you can’t deny it, your body is calling out to me. I could smell you a mile away, would recognize that perfect weeping little pussy from a thousand. It’s like you’re fucking made for me. Never felt like this about anyone else. Never been hard all day long around a woman like a fucking teenager desperate to cum like this, desperate to fill you up and make it stick”

“Daddy!” you almost screamed when he finally removed his fingers that have been pumping into you all this time and used his cock instead, with no preamble. You clawed onto him, it was like you couldn’t get close enough “Oh my God, I’m gonna come so hard for you! I’m already so close. Oh, fuck!”

He pressed his palm over your lower belly “Feel me here? Feel how deep I am?”

You nodded frantically “So deep. Fuck, you’re so big. I don’t know how you make it fit”

“You’re taking it so well for daddy” he cooed and then brought that same middle finger he’d used to your lips and you immediately sucked onto it, making his eyes roll back “It’s ‘cause your precious little pussy is desperate for my cum. Your body is just begging me to knock you up. Begging me to claim you. It speaks to me in ways I can’t explain, but I understand. And you understand too, don’t you baby? My perfect girl, my best girl”

You gasped as he increased speed, dropping his finger out of your mouth “Oh God, ohgodohgodohgod—”

“There she is, my sweet girl, God I love it when you come, you’re the prettiest little thing. You just love daddy’s cock that much, don’t you, baby? Come on then, come for daddy. Show me just how much, and I’ll fill you up to the brim, gonna give you all I’m worth” he delivered a quick slap over your clit then and that was what finally sent you over the edge.

Harry made good of his promise, riding out your orgasm as he chased his own release and you felt every single twitch of him inside of you, as well as heard him groan like never before, almost animalistically. It truly was primal, the need you both felt for each other. And it was so liberating to finally be on the same page with someone and be able to express your sexuality in ways you never even thought possible. Sex with Harry was never just sex. It was a kind of intimacy you’d never even dreamt of before. And this had proved to you yet again that you truly were made for each other.

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the new harry photo is giving "i just fucked my wife/girlfriend behind stage and now she's being cheeky by taking a photo of me re-buttoning my trousers".

Side eye - mean dom!h

I will proofread it and add details tomorrow, I hope you guys will enjoy it for now! I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes, I'm tired hehe.

Don't mind her, she's tiny ok 🤏🏻

Jenny was on the stage finishing her show.

Unlike any other day, Harry decided to stay under the stage where they had a small lounge area until it was time for him to perform.

It was just him and his girl, who was wearing the tiniest dress he had ever seen. He was the one who bought it for her, he wasn't so sure why he was acting surprise, but the boner inside his pants knew very well what they needed: a quick fuck.

They were sitting on the couch when Harry began squeezed her thigh, his hand sneaking under her dress, meeting her bare pussy.

"Looks like someone is ready? Why aren’t you wearing your underwear? You know I don't Ike the thought of others seeing the cunt that belongs to me." He said, meeting her clit with his thumb, making slow movements around the little nub.

"I knew you would want to have a quickie," she said, closing her eyes and feeling her breathing becoming uneven, being well aware someone could walk in at any time.

"Oh you knew that I would? It looks like you are the one so desperately to be fucked all the time that you find it better to walk around bare like that." He took his thumb off of her clit, undoing his pants, throwing the fabric of his trousers on the floor, alongside with his boxers. "Is that what you want? Having me bending you at random times of the day and giving you my cock until you can't walk?"

He held her hips and manhandled her body, putting hee on her knees on the couch, back turning to him as he straddles her backside, rubbing his cock against the fabric of her dress. "We need to be quick, though, I have a job, can't keep fucking you any time you want, needy little thing."

Harry lifted her dress, watching her ass on display for him, he slapped her cheeks twice, leaving the mark of his hands on her soft skin, laughing as she whined.

"Please sir, I want you now," she begged, looking back at him with her beautiful Bambi eyes.

"Always get what you want, spoiled brat." He positioned his cock on her hole, pushing it all in one go, moaning as her warm walls welcome his hard cock. "Fuck, such a good pussy ya' have," he said, beginning his thrusts, giving her no time to adjusting.

Jenny only had two more songs left.

Y/n hold onto the higher part of the couch for support as Harry worked himself inside of her. She could cry by the pleasure feeling growing on her body, she loved being fucked fast and raw.

She loved how Harry knew what he wanted from her, so he just took it.

Loved how his lips were on her neck, giving the skin hickey visible enough for the whole crew to know exactly what they were doing.

"Don't stop, please," she said, bringing her hand to her clit and messaging it, bringing herself close to her climax. "You are so big, filling me up so good."

"Yeah? Treating my little slut right?" He asked, slamming his hips against her. "When we get to the hotel I'm gonna fuck you again, gonna take you on the balcony so everybody can see who owns you."

He slapped her ass again, his ringless fingers feeling weird on her skin. She enjoyed the feeling of the cold metals against the burning marks.

She moved her finger faster, knowing that Harry was also close to his orgasm. Harry harshly took her hand away, replacing her fingers with his own, while picking his pace.

His balls were ready to release all of him inside her cunt. He worked himself in and out until he felt his lower belly burn with a well known feeling. Ropes of his cum left the tip of his cocky, painting the walls of her pussy while Y/n cummed on his cock.

Harry didn’t have to warn her about her noises, his smart girl already knew she must kept herself for him and only him. Harry continues fucking her until he was sure she had milked all of his seed.

He carefully pulled out of her, watching the white cum dripping down her legs right to the leather couch. He kissed Y/n's cheek, and fixed her dress, helping the girl in a sitting position.

"I need to go now, but you stay here, alright?" He said while putting on his pants, giving her a side eye. "When I come back I'll clean you, but you need to keep my cum inside, ok? Gonna do tha? be my best girl?" He asked, finished his trouser and kneeling in front of her.

"Im gonna give you my cock again later, you just need to be good to me while I'm working, I might even buy you another one of those pretty shoes you like, how does that sound?"

"Sounds good, H," she said, feeling light-headed.

"Yeah? Good, now take a nap, you gonna need rest for when I fuck your pussy tonight." He kissed her nose innocently. "Bye, love you.'

"Love you too, H." Was the last thing she said before closing her eyes.

Young Harry Styles

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aesthetic: harry and his millions

He look and sound good

Harry during Girl Almighty - March 29, 2015.

no fuck off

Those two were so cute together.

I GOT U! MOONLIGHT 🌚 UR MY! STARLIGHT 🌟✨ I NEED U! ALL NIGHT 🌃🌙COME ON DANCE WITH ME 🕺🏻🕺🏻💫

So hot 🥵

no thoughts yet so many thoughts 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫