I’d Like To Run Into Harry At A Party

Those two were so cute together.

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Don’t remember seeing this

hello we didn’t get to see this on the stream????

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Wow I loved this it is so sweet 🥲

3 o’clock

A/N: Tumblr is currently not showing this in the tags. It would be awesome if you could repost my writing!

It was some time past three in the morning when Harry awakened to the crying sound of his newborn baby. This happened pretty much every night, miraculously always at the same time. It was as if the little human had an alarm installed inside of her, knowing exactly when to go off. Thinking she was probably hungry, the young father turned around and faced his partner. He instantly melted. You slept so peacefully, like an angel, that it broke his heart to wake you up. He knew sleep was a luxury you couldn’t recently afford. Your lives had made a drastic change after the new addition had been born. It was like a double edge sword. Harry gently laid his hand on your bare shoulder, then shaking it. You didn’t notice anything at first, literally sleeping deeply, but when he shook a bit harder, you finally woke up, yawning and stretching in exhaustion. Rubbing your hands over your eyes, you looked at him questioningly, but before he could say anything, you already received your answer immediately from the baby phone on the dresser adjacent to you.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” you murmured.

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He has the voice of an angel

a super clear audio of ~that moment in Fine Line bc we all deserve to have our ears blessed

Interesting

Look nonnies. What’s gonna happen is Harry’s person is gonna be more like Harry than even Harry is and it’s gonna turn him upside down okay. They are gonna terrify him. Scared of commitment and intimacy? His partner will be more so, forcing him to step forward. Needs space and independence? His partner will be so this way that it will actually make him be sort of clingy. Uncomfortable with vulnerability? H will be begging his partner to open up. Flight risk? He’ll be so scared they might run away that he’ll make sure not to give them a reason to. I’m not glorifying any of this but, sometimes trauma can mess with you. Even if you work on it in therapy, some stuff doesn’t come up until you’re in relation with others. A tarot anon mentioned Hs person went through toxic relationships. I think this will affect how they engage with him, he will see that, it will touch him and he’ll have to shift. Like he will see the damage and I think it will literally make his heart hurt and make him want to be this for this person. It’ll be growth for them both. Him to be the type of partner he’s always wanted to be for someone. And his person finally being treated well and getting to have and be the partner they always wanted to be. I think issues people see in H are not necessarily his but could be what certain people brought out of him ya know? My exes brought some sides out of me I hated. I think his commitment issues are really just his intimacy issues. I think he struggles to be vulnerable truly with most people, and guards a lot of his internal stuff. That stems from trust issues and being taught it’s not safe to share what’s going on or it doesn’t matter because it doesn’t change. I think it stems to not really having a good foundation for what love looks like as a kid. I know we love Anne and Des and so does he but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have serious childhood trauma. I think therapy has helped a lot but still and H will never ever open up to anyone about that because he’d never want anyone to think negatively of his parents. He probably struggles to see it that way himself. I think both his parents prioritized relationships with partners over their children which is why I think H goes to older women looking for mommy’s attention and love. We don’t know much about his moms second marriage but I don’t have a feeling it was great, I mean he lived above a pub and was singing as a child to adults drinking. Idk man. Doesn’t sound super stable. That’s why he’s so caring with his mom. I think he saw her pain and now he feels good that he can fix it in a way, by money. I also think he gravitates towards partners he can save or nurture in that way. I think his person will also be somewhat that way but the difference is they will heal each other. He also was parentified very young and started working pretty young to help out with the household? Like. Mans a total workaholic because that’s the only way he knows how to feel valuable. Which really breaks my heart a lot. It’s not he’s bored it’s that he gets his worth through work. And it doesn’t help that’s he’s super well known. He probably has hella trust issues, rightfully so. Which makes it hard to communicate with someone. I don’t think he’s someone who can’t commit because he wants to fuck other people. I think he struggles to commit because it’s not the right person and not committing is a way to stay distant and not get hurt. If you never get too attached it won’t matter if they leave. When he meets the one he knows he’ll be with long term I don’t think he’ll be as afraid and those issues won’t be as prominent. That’s also why I think he’s that way with the press. Why open up about a relationship that will end? I think when he’s married he’ll open up a little because he’ll know they aren’t going to end. He might mention them in interviews etc, but not before marriage. I think he wants to do it once and get it right and I think he will do his best to ensure he marries the person he can spend forever with. I think it’s all pretend till then.

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I love all your record store Harry blurbs. You’re so talented. Thank you 😊

omg pls write smthg ab harry eating the reader out then they hear her roomate come in the house and instead of stopping he just gets under the covers and keeps eating her and her roomate comes in and like has a conversation with her and she s trying so hard not to moan while he s just going down on her like theres no tmrw😩😩😩😩

Insufferable

(this is part of the recordstore!harry verse, but can be read as standalone) Part 1 | Part 3

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“Harry” you scoffed, then felt his chuckle vibrate against your chest. He was resting his head just atop your boobs while you were lying in bed, watching a movie on your laptop. Every so often, he would sneak a hand under your top and start fondling your breasts since you’d forgone wearing a bra.

“Can’t really expect me to just have them under my nose and not wanna play with them, can you?” he mumbled, dragging the pad of his middle finger ever so slightly around one of your nipples

You fidgeted, making the laptop slide off your thighs. He was getting to you “Look what you’ve done!” you sighed audibly

He raised his head slightly then, looking at you all smug “Fuck the movie. Got something a lot more interesting right here” he pinched your nipple then making you gasp and him grin wickedly and you could just kill him for it

“Harry, you’re being insufferable. You know we can’t, here. We’ve been through this before”

“Do I? I don’t remember that I do. Remind me again, why the fuck not?” there was a slight edge to his voice and you realized he really wasn’t just teasing you this time around

“Because” you raised an eyebrow “This is a fucking bunk bed! We’re gonna break it if we even try! Not to mention there’s hardly any room, it’s a single mattress. You can’t even sit up straight without hitting the ceiling—"

“Why would I need to sit up straight?” he interrupted you, contorting his face

“Aaaand” you interrupted him, in turn “The whole reason this is a bunk bed in the first place is because I have a roommate, in case you’ve forgotten? Meriam? The one who sleeps on the bottom bunk?”

“Yeah, and she’s at that Marron 5 concert, isn’t she?”

“Harry, cut it out” you warn but that only makes him hover over you fully, his elbows on each side of you, both his hands now under your top, fondling your breasts

“She’s not gonna be here for another 2 hours at the very least. Would you relax?” his voice was deeper, barely audible over the sound of the movie that you haven’t even paused and would now have to rewind. The laptop had slid off to the side towards the wall, and before you could protest any further, Harry took the hem of your top between his teeth, dragging it over your breasts. You hissed at the cold air hitting your naked upper body, your dorm room was especially chilly this time of year, late in the autumn, when the heating wasn’t on yet for some reason you couldn’t comprehend. That’s why you and Harry had been cocooning under your blanket looking at a movie in the first place.

“Sorry, baby” he brought the blanket further up and over his shoulders “Here, lemme warm you up, hm?” he attached his warm mouth next to one of your hardened buds and you mewled contentedly, suddenly forgetting all about why this had seemed like such a bad idea “Gonna get you all sweaty in no time” he liked at your breasts and you could barely hear him all muffled, what with the blanket over his shoulders and his long hair tenting his face, you were surprised he had any air, but he was a man on a mission. You arched your back when he finally slid his hand down the front of your sweats and palmed your pussy over your panties “It’s working already. You’re burning up” he raised his head to look at you- smirking, of course, to which you rolled your eyes but you ended up throwing your head back entirely when he fingered your panties to the side and started dragging his finger up and down your slit, spreading your wetness

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” you grunted, pushing yourself onto his fingers, your body betraying you

“Yeah, you’ve mentioned it. You hate my fucking guts, I can tell” he then smacked your pussy sharply using the tips of his fingers and you jumped at the impact, enabling him to drag your sweats down your legs along with your panties and kicking them to the edge of the bed somewhere under the blanket.

He hit his head to the ceiling when he sat back on his knees to help you undress, though. “You deserved that” you giggled and he narrowed his eyes at you

“Oh, I’ll show you what you deserve, then”

God knows how many eternities later in, and you were a sweaty mess. Harry had made good on his promise. He’d been edging you for God knows how long, eating you out and fingering you to the brink of orgasm only to then chuckle at your needy whimpers as he kissed you and played with your breasts enough to have you come down a bit. He would then resume his attentions to your cunt and you just didn’t know if you hated or loved him for it.

“Harry” you moaned “Please. I can’t take it anymore. Please…”

“I love it when you beg” he groaned against your pussy and you moaned a bit louder than you’d intended at the vibrations that had caused. He was the one that kept having to remind you now that you were at your dorm. Oh, how the tables had turned.

Just before you were about to make a sassy remark that would’ve probably earned you a few more rounds of him edging you, you heard quick footsteps to your door accompanied by the unmistakable voice of your roommate.

There wasn’t much time to do anything about it, so you simply pushed your top down and grabbed the blanket that had been long ago thrown to the side, covering yourself up, along with Harry, thankful that the movie was still ongoing this whole time.

“Yeah. No, I know! You told me. Hey, listen, I just got back to the dorm, text you in a bit” Meriam hung up her phone and threw it on her desk “Shit, Y/N. Would it kill you to open up a window from time to time? I know you’re always cold, but Jesus! It’s like a sauna in here!”

You glanced at your roommate over the railing of your top bunk, hoping upon hope that the angle did a good job of hiding the big lump under your blanket

“Sorry. Hey, but weren’t you supposed to be at the concert? Is it over already?”

“Get this! The two numbskulls I was going with bought the tickets from God knows where and when we got to the venue, turns out they were fake! Fucking Naomi and Connie, man…”

You could hear Harry feign a gasp from under the blanket, parroting your roommate “Naomi and Connie…”

You pushed your hand under the blanket and found his hair, tugging harshly at it, eliciting a wince from him. You cleared your throat, hoping Meriam hadn’t heard any of that “Shit, that blows. I’m sorry. I know you were looking forward to it”

Your roommate scoffed “I dunno why I let them handle the tickets, it’s my fault, really. Like when have they even done a thing right. Never, I swear to God if I—"

You yelped, interrupting her when Harry’s finger plunged right back into you, followed closely by his lips sucking intently on your clit. You’d already been on the brink of your orgasm several times, and you were incredibly sensitive. And he was now, finally working you exactly the way he knew you liked it, hitting your g-spot perfectly and sucking your clit using just the right amount of pressure

“Are you alright?”

“Huh? Why?”

“You sound a bit nasal. And you look kinda sweaty, maybe you’re coming down with something. Your eyes are glazed over. Want me to go make you a cuppa?”

“Ohhhh. Oh, my God. Yes! Please!” you sighed, probably sounding a bit overly enthusiastic to Meriam, who had only offered to make you some tea “Uhmm… That sounds… Amazing”

She giggled “Ok, weirdo. You could’ve asked. Just don’t get me sick, I’m still gonna try and get tickets for the day after tomorrow, but guess who’s not invited this time around! Hey maybe you can come too, if you’re feeling better?”

“Mmmhm. Gonna come!” you squealed, your voice strained. Harry was relentless, even though you definitely pulled on his hair hard enough for it to hurt, it appeared that he wasn’t stopping until you saw stars

“Think you might have a fever” she laughed “Ok, ok, I’ll be right back with that tea”

Just in time with Meriam closing the door to your shared dorm room behind her, you finally came- so violently that you thought for a brief second that you might both end up on the other side of that top bunk. He milked every last twitch out of your body before throwing the blanket off of him and gasping for air, his sweaty hair glued to his face, panting heavily.

He barely got in a lungful of air before you had to cover him right back up, your roommate kicking the door open unexpectedly “Forgot to close the window, don’t want you catching pneumonia on top of that cold”. She then made her way back to the door “You look like you’re about to pass out. Should I be worried?”

You shook your head in slow motion, with what little energy you had left after that mind blowing orgasm. She made for the door and stopped for a second, just as she was about to leave again, as if to turn around and say something else, but ultimately decided to leave anyway.

You sighed heavily and Harry emerged once more from under the blanket. He looked as though he’d just ran a marathon. You couldn’t help but breathe out a faint laughter “You deserved that, too”

He exhaled audibly as he made quick work of jumping off the bed “Oh yeah? Lemme know how you explained these to Meriam. There’s no chance she didn’t spot them” he flashed his trademark devilish grin at you as your eyes widened, watching him get his Chelsea boots on as well as his fedora he’d carelessly tossed by the door when he’d gotten there “Enjoy your tea, darling. She’ll be serving it to this whole campus. Bet Naomi and Connie are already in the loop” and with a final wink, he was out the door leaving you half naked and burning up even more than before.

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I missed this during the live stream

What intro vid? Have I missed something 😭

The intro before harrys coachella set started. Was hard to see exactly what was happening on the official live stream but this video has the whole thing where you get the full picture of what's happening