Styles: The Documentary (Harry Styles Fic)

Styles: The documentary (Harry Styles Fic)

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Summary: A documentary is being filmed about Harry’s life, and as his fiancée, you’re interviewed to share your perspective. Reflecting on how you met, your first date, and the special moments that brought you closer, you open up about your relationship and the journey you’ve taken together.

A/n: Hello my loves, this is something i've wanted to finish and now i had the chance! it's just fluffly moments, i hope you like it! i'd love to make even more moments around this, let me know if you'd like that too

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: it jumps from past to present many times so i tried my best to make it clear!

“Is it on right now?” You fixed your hair one more time, sitting up straight on the stool. In front of you was a big camera, a large light to your left pointing directly at you, and crew bustling all over the recording studio.

“Yes, now rolling,” said Drew, the cameraman who had been following you and Harry everywhere lately.

“So…” You chuckled nervously. It was the first day of filming Harry’s documentary. As his long-time girlfriend and newly fiancée, you were obviously a part of it. Today, they were shooting a series of interviews, starting with yours.

“How did you meet Harry?” Drew asked, smiling kindly. Out of everyone on the crew, he had the best knack for making people feel at ease, which was crucial for getting personal stories on camera.

“Oh… that’s a good one,” you said, smiling as your mind wandered back, recalling every detail.

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FLASHBACK

“I’m here for an interview,” you said to the receptionist, a nice woman seated at the front desk of a towering building.

“Company?” she asked, typing something into her computer.

“Pleasing,” you replied confidently. Somehow, one of your favorite brands had noticed you. Your portfolio had managed to shine among the sea of other creative directors. You weren’t actively searching for a new job, but when the email popped up in your inbox, you thought it was spam—or maybe a prank. But no, it was as real as Harry Lambert himself, the co-creative director of Pleasing. You had needed two full cups of coffee just to process how to respond.

“Third floor. You’ll need to wear this visibly.” She handed you a lanyard with a visitor badge.

...

“Y/N Y/L/N!” a cheerful voice called from inside a large, boldly decorated office. Taking a deep breath, you stepped inside.

You’ve got this. You’ve got this.

“Please, sit,” said Lambert, gesturing toward a chair in front of his desk, which was cluttered with photos, papers, and scattered sketches. The room smelled of vanilla and cloves, matching the warm, colorful furniture.

“Thank you,” you replied shyly as you took your seat. Normally, in your position at your job, you felt powerful, commanding respect and creativity daily. But now, in this space, you felt… small.

“Thank you for taking the time to come,” Lambert said warmly.

He’s thanking me?

“We don’t usually hire for such a high position, but I’m stepping away to focus on a personal project, and H is already stretched too thin. So, this isn’t really an interview; it’s an offer—and a chance to get to know you.”

You blinked, a bit stunned. Shaking yourself out of it, you managed to reply, “Yes, of course. I completely understand. But… can I ask? How did you find me?”

“Your boss is an old friend of mine. He talks endlessly about your talent, and, well… I’m stealing you from him,” Lambert said with a grin.

“Oh… yeah… I mean, Mark is great, and I’ve loved my time there. But Pleasing? It’s like a creative playground for me. Honestly, I’m honored.”

Lambert smiled knowingly and launched into an explanation of the job—the highs, the challenges, your responsibilities, the budget. You hadn’t even officially said yes, but he was already discussing deadlines and brainstorming future campaigns. It was overwhelming, but you were exhilarated. Somehow, in the middle of all this, your dream job had landed in your lap.

One Month In

“Y/N, they need you in the meeting room,” your assistant, Faye, called as you inspected samples—16 shades of pink, to be exact.

“Who’s ‘they’?” you asked, still scanning the swatches.

“H and Lambert,” she replied in her usual high-pitched tone.

“Sure, I’ll be right… wait, who’s H?” you asked, eyes widening. Could H be who you thought it was?

She just nodded, and you grabbed your iPad, practically sprinting to the meeting room. You paused at the door for a quick breath before stepping inside. “Good morning…”

And there he was—H.

He immediately stood and approached you with a warm, genuine smile. “It’s so good to finally meet you,” he said in his low, raspy voice, shaking your hand firmly.

“The feeling’s mutual. I was starting to think Lambert’s ‘H’ was an imaginary friend,” you joked nervously.

Harry chuckled. “Sorry I haven’t been around much. I’ve been in Italy for a while, but I’ll be in London for the next couple of months.”

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"Two months later, we kissed for the first time in Lambert’s office. Sorry, Lambert, if you’re seeing this—I promise it was just a kiss," you said with a shy smile, hoping to win over your boss in case he ever watched this.

"We started texting every day," you continued, leaning into the camera as if sharing a secret. "He used to send me a selfie every morning, and I was just over the moon every time." Your voice softened, a dreamy smile spreading across your face.

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FLASHBACK

You woke up to the familiar ping of your phone. It was 7:30 AM, and Harry’s name lit up your screen with a picture of him holding a cup of coffee and a simple "Morning ☕. Don’t forget the samples today!"

You couldn’t help but grin at the message. How could such a small thing make your entire day brighter? You replied with a selfie of your own—bed hair and all—typing, "Morning! Samples are ready. How’s the coffee?"

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Back in the present, you chuckled at the memory. "I don’t know how it happened so quickly, but I fell for him completely. He made even the smallest moments feel like the biggest deal."

"What do you think made Harry fall for you?" Drew asked, his tone genuinely curious.

You hesitated, biting your lip in thought. "I don’t know if it was one thing," you admitted. "But I think it was how we balanced each other out. He’s... larger than life in so many ways, and I think I grounded him."

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FLASHBACK

It was a particularly chaotic afternoon in the studio. Harry had been bouncing between meetings and photo shoots all day, his energy starting to wane. You noticed the way his shoulders slumped as he walked past your desk.

“Hey,” you called out, holding up a cup of tea.

He stopped, looking at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude. “Is that for me?”

“No, it’s for the imaginary friend Lambert keeps talking to,” you teased, handing it over.

Harry chuckled, taking the cup. “You’re a lifesaver.”

“I know,” you replied with a wink, feeling a flicker of pride at the way his expression softened.

First Date

You arrived at Harry’s place with butterflies in your stomach, a small box of macarons in hand. The walk from the bike stand to his house had given you just enough time to psych yourself up, and now you stood outside the door, adjusting your jacket nervously.

The door opened before you could knock. Harry stood there, barefoot and wearing a soft cream sweater with sleeves slightly too long for his arms. His smile was instant and warm. “Hi,” he said, stepping aside to let you in.

“Hi,” you replied, holding out the macarons. “Thought these might go well with dessert or something.”

His eyes lit up. “You brought dessert to a pasta night? You’re already winning me over.”

The house smelled incredible—garlic, fresh basil, and something else warm and inviting. The kitchen was open and bright, with bowls of ingredients scattered across the counter. A pasta machine sat proudly in the middle of it all.

“Is this where the magic happens?” you joked, pointing at the setup.

“Absolutely,” he said, walking over to roll out a piece of dough. “I figured we’d do this part together. Homemade pasta tastes better when it’s a team effort.”

You laughed, slipping off your jacket. “Are you sure you trust me with this?”

He handed you a small rolling pin and an apron. “Only one way to find out.”

For the next hour, the two of you worked side by side. Harry showed you how to feed the dough through the machine, laughing when it got stuck and you both had to wrangle it out together. You took turns sprinkling flour on the counter, and at one point, he smudged a bit on your nose with a cheeky grin.

“Hey!” you protested, trying to retaliate, but he dodged you effortlessly.

By the time the pasta was cut and ready to boil, you were both a little flour-dusted and very much at ease.

Dinner was simple but perfect—pesto pasta with a side of roasted tomatoes and a bottle of wine. You sat at the dining table, which Harry had set with candles and a small vase of wildflowers.

“This is amazing,” you said, twirling your fork in the pasta. “I didn’t think you’d actually be this good.”

He leaned back in his chair, pretending to be offended. “I’ll take that as a compliment, even though I’m choosing to ignore the surprise in your tone.”

You laughed. “No, really. This is... perfect.”

As you reached for the roasted tomatoes, your fork slipped, sending a small drop of sauce onto your light dress.

“Oh no!” you exclaimed, glancing down at the stain. It was right on the front, glaring and impossible to ignore.

Harry froze, looking concerned. “Do you need a napkin? Or—”

But you just waved it off, smiling. “It’s fine. It’s just a dress”

He blinked, then let out a laugh. “You’re sure? must be expensive”

“It's okay" You dabbed at the stain with your napkin half-heartedly and shrugged. “No sense in crying over spilled... sauce.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Most people would be freaking out.”

“Well, I guess I’m not most people,” you said playfully.

For the rest of the night, the stain stayed there, but it didn’t matter. Harry found himself admiring how little you cared about it—how relaxed and unpretentious you were. It wasn’t just refreshing; it was magnetic.

At one point, as the conversation turned to childhood memories, he caught himself thinking: Yeah, I could get used to this.

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Back in the present, you smiled at the camera, recalling that night. "That first date was... easy. It felt like I’d known him forever, but also like I was discovering someone entirely new. And he was just so... kind. It’s funny—he was trying to impress me, but really, he didn’t need to do anything at all."

Harry, now sitting across the studio, interrupted with a teasing grin. "I worked hard on that pasta, you know!"

You chuckled and rolled your eyes "He used to tell me that I made him feel calm," you said, your voice growing quieter. "And I think he gave me confidence—like, the real kind that sticks."

Drew leaned back in his chair, looking pleased. "That’s beautiful. Any final words for this session?

You smiled, glancing toward Harry, who was now watching you from across the studio, his headphones hanging around his neck. "Yeah," you said, your tone lighter now. "It’s been a wild ride, but I wouldn’t change a single thing. Except maybe… I’d have said yes to dinner sooner."

From across the room, Harry laughed, his voice carrying over. "I wasn’t that bad, was I?"

You turned back to the camera with a mischievous smile. "Let’s just say persistence pays off." You held up your hand again, showing off the engagement ring, the studio chuckling as Drew called out, "And cut! That’s a wrap for this session"

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Glamour Interview with Harry Styles

Summary: Harry Styles and the Reader Y/N did the couple Glamour interview.

“My relationship with Harry?” You smiled into the camera while, Harry stands next to you smiling curiously. You and Harry has been extremely nervous accepting this interview, since even though you both are public figure, you guys choose to be very private with your life and relationship. But since it’s been almost 2 years since you guys are together, this would be the first time you both did a couple interview. And as Harry said it would be a good present to the fans who has been supporting you.

“Ok, perfect who wants to go first?” The director asks us. I turned to look at Harry who has his hand ready for me to hold, and squeezed my hand before turning to the camera.

“Ladies first!” he said while bowing and guiding me to the shot.

“How did I met Harry? hmmmm..?” you said “Well, we met at Selena Gomez concert, we were both seated on the VIP section, And I did the awkward hello. I mean he is Harry Styles, I know him and been a huge fan of his music, while I’m just a friend of celebrities. But yeah for me it was awkward and shy introduction.” Y/n stated while recalling how you first met Harry.

“Cut, Perfect. Harry your turn”, the director said. while Harry nods and walked to where I was. he winks at me while playfully pushing me off the shot.

“The first time I saw Y/n was at Selena’s concert. She said hi to me awkwardly, but I actually heard of her from a mutual friend, so I know she’s a fan of my fan” Harry smiled cheekily.

“That’s good. Y/N, your first impression of Harry” the producer asked.

“The goofiest man I have ever seen” i joked truthfully, and everyone on the studio laughed with me. “But honestly since I known him as a part of One direction, I though, he was your typical celebrity. But seeing him at Selena’s concert singing the lyrics while doing this goofy dance, I just thought maybe he’s not your typical rock star!” Y/N said sincerely while giving a Harry a smile.

‘Okay Harry, your first Impression of Y/N?” the producer said.

“Honestly, Gorgeous! simply beautiful”. Harry exclaimed. “I was honestly star-trucked. I mean she is gorgeous, but very simple. she got the biggest and most sincere smile I have ever seen. I was very intrigued and I told my self that I want to know this person more.” Harry added sincerely while staring directly at Y/n.

‘How do you describe your relationship’?

“Okay, this time I’ll start’, Harry said “The best way to describe my relationship with Y/n is like were childhood couple and married couple at the same time” he smiles “We are so comfortable with each other and we simply complete each other” he finished making you and the other staff smile.

“My relationship with Harry, is super fun!, I feel like I can be myself. Our relationship is very effortless that we just match. My Relationship with Harry was the most sincere and easiest relationship I ever had” Y/n answered.

‘What did you learn from the other person?’ the director asked

“Y/n has taught me to always be sincere and real, to always be thankful and give back. To simply be a good person. I mean in this industry that I am in there can be time where I feel superior and vain, but Y/n has always been there to keep me grounded and I’m very thankful for her”. Harry said sincerely.

“Harry taught me how to have fun and enjoy life, he taught me that life is short and to enjoy everything that I do. he taught me how to forgive and move on, he’s really good at that” I tried to smile while feeling my eyes getting watery.

‘Love’ Harry interrupts, while approaching me. The room grew quiet as he wrap his arm around me and pecks my lips.

‘Something you guys bond over?’ the director asked

“We like to explore, we bond over how we like to explore new places , we find new placed to eat. we both love to travel, but there are lazy days where we never leave the house” He admit while squeezing your hand.

“Definitely our love for food, we both enjoy cooking so we would experiment new dishes to try. and just spend out time at home watching movies and just being together.” y/n smiles

‘What does your relationship means to you?’

“Being in a relationship with Y/n means everything to me, She’s my person you know” he smiled lovingly at you “She is one of the most important person in my life, and right now I cant imagine life without Y/n.” he added sincerely.

“I Love her!” he finished.

“He means a lot to me, I also found my person in him” you giggled and cover your face to hide your nervousness “Right now I cannot imagine a life without Harry Styles and I am happy that I met him.” I added.

“I love him too!” you finished making Harry and the staffs laugh.

“The question part of the interview is done, Now you have to compliment each other back and forth. What you need to do is stare at each others eyes, hold hand and say things you like about each other” the director instructed.

Y/n and Harry moved to the front of the camera holding each other hand and staring at each others eyes, while trying not to laugh.

Harry smiles at me sincerely, his smile that can calm me down while starting.

“You have the purest eyes, when I look at it its like I am looking at the universe.” he confessed while looking directly on your eyes.

“oh that’s so sweet” you giggled while caressing the side of his hand with your thumb. “You are sexy! and that smile, Darn!” you exclaimed making everyone laugh while Harry looked down trying to hide his blush.

“You’re so caring” he started again after the room become quiet “You take care of me without expecting anything” this time he leans in and your lips softly yet quickly.

“You are so talented, not only with your music but with everything you do. You always give your 100% and I always admire you for that”. you sincerely said, while Harry looks down feeling shy with the compliment.

* You and Harry continue complimenting each other for a while until the director said its time to move on.

‘Now I want you guys to hug each other for a minute’, the director told us

“Only for a minute?” Harry complains “that is for amateur, come here love”. You laugh as he walks up to you and wrap his arms around you.

“this is so weird” you giggled into his neck

“did you wash your hair today” he jokes while smelling your hair teasing you.”you know I did” you whispered, “it smells good love” as he laughs.

‘okay 3.2.1 done! now for the final task look into each others eyes and tell each other a message’, the director instructed.”lets start with Harry”

“Thanks you!” Harry started quietly and sincerely while staring at you lovingly, “Thank you for coming into my life, I am thankful that I have met an incredible person who has been always there for me. I know that I’m a handful sometimes but thank you for understanding and loving me. Please understand that I can be too much sometimes but know this, I am always your Harry and your Harry that will never stop admiring and loving you.” Harry sincerely said making you cry and laugh at the same time. “I love you so much” he whispered to you while giving you a peck in the lips.

“Okay your turn make me cry” he jokingly said lifting the mood.

“Dear Harry” you jokingly started making him smile. “I want to say thank you for coming into my life and making my life an adventure. I want to tell you that I am always here cheering for you and always supporting you on whatever you do. I am so proud of you. Thank you for making me a better person and for making my life fun and exciting. I honestly cannot imagine my life without you in it. Keep being you, and I will always be your Y/n.” you sincerely said looking at Harry’s teary eyes. “I love you so much too” you whispered while hugging him.

*After the emotional messaged from each other, the director instructed Harry and Y/n to say goodbye to this interview*.

“Thank you for watching the Glamour Interview with Y/n and Harry Styles” You and Harry Said at the same time.”Goodbye” Y/n and Harry screamed while the director said cut.

* The interview comes to an end. We both thanks and bid our goodbye to everyone on the set.

Harry looked at me and said “we did great” he said leaning in and pecking my lips.

“we sure did” I answered leaning on him and making our way home..

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missleahlin

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Bittersweet - Teaser

Author: @bisexualprinxexx Paring: Stiles Stilinski x OC A/N: Guess who just added another WIP to their long list? That’s right, it’s me!

Anyway, this started with me wanting to read a Stiles x oc/reader that followed the trope enemies to lovers but couldn’t find any. I joked that I would write my own, @stiles-o-dylan24 said they’d love to read it and suddenly the idea started developing in my head and before I knew it I’m writing it down. This series will already be a little bit different because of the trope, but it will also be written mostly from Stiles’ point of view. The first chapters are just going to be glances throughout the seasons with my OC, Valerie Thomas, since she won’t get that involved with the main plot until season 3. So prepare for a few not so structured first chapters. Here’s a teaser to sustain you, and let me know if you wanna get added to the taglist! Wordcount: 563 Warnings: None.

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Scott’s question got me jerking my head up, immediately looking in the same direction as him. In front of the bleachers by the lacrosse field stood a girl holding a clipboard. A girl I knew all too well.

”Probably finding new ways to make my life miserable,” I said, groaning. Scott furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

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Typical, I thought. Valerie had been teasing me about my… lack of involvement in the team I was a part of ever since I joined in freshman year.

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Scott nodded, before furrowing his brows in confusion once again. It was quite a common thing for him to do.

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I raised my eyebrows looking at Scott.

“Okay- I see it now.”

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missleahlin

1 year ago

It Burns For You

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ɴᴏɴᴇ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ. ᴏᴏᴄ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ, ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇᴇʟꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ!

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ

Coriolanus is 12 when he sees you for the first time. Your red uniform is pressed perfectly and your school bag looks brand new. Your lunch consisted of a hearty-looking sandwich with roast beef and lettuce and a container of fresh fruit that had his mouth-watering.

"Do you want a piece? Our maid always packs too much and I can never finish it. You can have some if you want." Your voice fills his ears

A delicate-looking hand is holding a juicy-looking strawberry in front of him. He reaches for it and it takes every ounce of self-control he has not to shove it in his mouth. Instead, he takes a small bite and thanks you for sharing.

"Don't you have a lunch today?" You ask

He doesn't. The school had said they would start supplying the students with lunches soon but how soon? Coriolanus had already been attending for a number of years and still nothing.

"I already ate it." He lied

"You're still hungry though. You can have the rest." You say with a smile as you push your fruit bowl to him.

"Is it your first day?" He asks

"Yes, my mother thought that my governess wasn't doing a good job so she had my father enroll me here. I miss being at home with my new kitten though. She has long white hair and she is the cutest thing in the whole world." You said

Coriolanus can't believe that you had your own governess, let alone a pet to call your own. He later learns from Arachne that your father became incredibly rich by manufacturing weaponry for the Capitol. Despite your inherent wealth, you've never flashed it around him.

You and Coriolanus are 15 when you discover all the lies he tells at school about his family. He had left his uniform jacket behind on his chair and you got his home address from Sejanus, meaning to give it back so he'd have it for tomorrow. Instead, you had discovered the Snow's decrepit-looking building and barely functioning penthouse. Coriolanus' heart nearly stops when he emerges from his room to see you and his Grandma'am sitting together as she compliments your shoes.

"What are you doing here?" He asks, ready for your judgment and teasing words

"I wanted to return your jacket, Coryo. You'll need it for tomorrow."

The red of the jacket in your arms matches his face as he ushers you to the door, trying to hide the fact that Tigris was preparing cabbage in the kitchen that would undoubtedly stink the entire place up with the scent of the Snow's poverty.

"Stop rushing me, your cousin invited me to stay for dinner." You say trying to stop the way he is leading you to the door.

"You don't want what she is making. Tigris is a terrible cook." He said

Tigris lets out a shout of disagreement from the stove and Coriolanus ignores it.

"How about, I go out and get something to add to the meal Tigris is cooking, and by the time I get back you change your attitude about me staying for dinner Coryo. "

And with that, you walk out the door and slam it in his face. He's rather stunned at your declaration but knows you're serious. He rushes around their home, trying to clean up what he can while Tigris laughs at his frantic motions. Then, just as he was debating whether or not he wanted to change out of his uniform, you return from your short trip to the closest market.

"I wasn't sure what Tigris is cooking so I got a couple of things." You say placing the bags on the table.

Coriolanus is sure you spent a fortune on what is in these bags. Fresh bread accompanied by a sickly sweet fruit spread and a block of butter sits in one while the other holds something else in a brown box. You take your seat next to him at the ugly little table he has eaten too many meals at and cut a piece of the bread for Grandma'am. He is worried when Tigris starts portioning out the cabbage she cooked on the stove. Coriolanus watches your expression as you take a bite but nothing that he expected happens. You don't knit your brows in disgust or get up to leave and take your fresh bread and mysterious box with you. Instead, you go back for a second bite and compliment what Tigris has done with the food.

He sits stiffly next to you and can barely accept the slice of bread you offer him. You excuse yourself to use the bathroom and Tigris reaches across the table and pinches his shoulder.

"Stop sitting like that, Coryo!" She scolds

"Like what?" He asks,aware that Tigris meant how oddly straight his back was.

"You're making her uncomfortable. You've been friends with her for years she isn't worried about what our home looks like." Tigris says

"She might not be but what happens when she goes to school tomorrow and talks?" He asks

He shuts up when he hears the sound of the bathroom door opening again.

"That was lovely Tigris. I've never had anything like it, I'll have to invite you all to my own home for dinner sometime. Our cook makes these pastries that are simply wonderful. They even get sold at local markets, which leads to this..."

His eyes widen when you finally unveil what was hiding in that second bag. A dozen expensive looking deserts sit in the brown box you brought, each one decorated differently.

"I hope I picked something everyone would like. I know Coryo mentioned that Grandma'am liked chocolate so I picked this one just for her."

Coriolanus feels a wide smile stretch across his face as you pass out your little desserts. His worries about you gossiping to their peers fade from view as he bites into what he thinks is a croissant. You laugh at his reaction and toss a napkin at his face which is most likely covered in the gooey fruit filling that was in his pastry.

He walks you back to your home that night and thanks you for making his night. He can't remember the last time Grandma'am had smiled from eating chocolate. You accept his thanks and gently tell him that he shouldn't be ashamed about his financial situation. He never gets to disagree with you though because a soft kiss is pressed to his lips followed by a rushed,

"Goodnight, Coryo! Thanks for the cabbage!"

He walks back to his own home with a jump in his step. Thoughts of you consume him as he smiles to himself, proud his first kiss was shared with you. He feels his heart burn with something that felt like it was going to come up and out his mouth as he finally made it back to his room, you officially had him wrapped around your finger.

Your room is flooded with sunlight the first time Coriolanus sees it. A soft, silky-looking bed spread sits atop one of the biggest beds he has seen as you beckon to your cat, Maisy to come and say hello to him. He looks at the oversized wooden dresser that sits against one wall. He sees the photograph of him and you that was taken a few weeks ago at your 17th birthday party nestled among little knickknacks. Books Coriolanus has never even heard of line your shelves as he you place a record on the player that sits on your desk. Soft sounds of a piano and the words from an unnamed singer fill your gorgeous room as he turns to you.

"Do you want to dance?" He finds himself asking

You accept and he leads you or well tries to. You're rather stiff and it turns out dancing is harder than it looks because he isn't any good at it either. You laugh as he trips over his feet and end up falling with him, landing on the ground entangled in each other. Your fingers brush his curls from his eyes as his nose brushes yours.

"What're you doing?" You ask quietly

"Nothing." He responds, his eyes flicking to your lips.

The moment his lips touch yours, a tingle shoots down his spine. This is a real kiss, not what you gave him when you were both 15. He cups your face and your hands are tangled in his hair as he deepens it. He felt his head spin as you moved against him, almost as if you wanted him to swallow you whole right here on your bedroom floor. A giddy feeling swelled in his chest when he pulled away for air.

"Coryo...what was that?" You ask

"I thought you'd know by now. That was a kiss, darling." He laughed brushing his thumb across your lip

"I know that...but why'd you give me one?" You ask

"Don't you know?" He smiles and places a chaste kiss on your lips "My heart, it burns for you, it always has."

Part 2 is out now!

Part 3 is coming soon!

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missleahlin

1 year ago

My shy little boy masterpost!

A copilation of every single blurb about Artemis and Harry! More blurbs are coming but i you wanna request something, go ahead!

You can find the rest of my masterlist here

❥ My shy little boy.

y/n’s son is too shy to play with other kids at anne’s house.

❥ The first meeting.

y/n and artemis met a handsome (to y/n) and intimidating (to artemis) man.

Keep reading

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missleahlin

3 months ago

F1 Masterlist

Max Verstappen

Stay through it all

The Story of how Max Verstappen, 4 time Formula 1 World Champion and cat dad, and Ariel Cane, Personal Assistant and cookie enthusiast, fall in love, mutually pine and eventually figure things out.

Told over half a decade, through multiple points of view, use of social media and lots of side stories.

Such a Mystery

Max Verstappen fell in love at the ripe old age of 12 and never looked back.

Colette Leclerc really regrets posting that particular Taylor Swift Lyric to her private Instagram account, because it made George Russell go insane.

The rest of the world has absolutely no idea that the Dutch Lion and Charles Leclerc’s twin sister have been a couple for 15 years and are expecting a baby.

Classified Information

Liam Lawson tries to flirt with Red Bull’s new CTO.

Turns out, she’s Dr. Francesca Howard.

Also known as Max Verstappen’s wife.

And the mother of his son.

Oops.

Lando Norris

The Queen of Romantasy and the Race Car Prince

Elizabeth Treshton—bestselling romantasy author, queen of fae heartbreak, and sworn devotee of a carefully structured routine—never expected her service dog to abandon protocol and diagnose a Formula 1 driver with something. But that’s exactly what happens when Mara the wonder-dog ditches Lizzie’s side to aggressively alert to none other than Lando Norris in the middle of a coffee shop.

Oscar Piastri

Schrodinger's... Girlfriend?

Oscar Piastri’s love life is the talk of the F1 world—mainly because no one’s ever seen his girlfriend. Does she exist? Or is she just a figment of his imagination? Detective Lando Norris to the rescue!

The mysterious Mrs. Piastri

Oscar Piastri had always been a calm, collected kind of guy. Unshakeable, even. Lando Norris, on the other hand? Not so much.

And today? Today was the day Lando fully lost it.

(Or: The One where Oscar Piastri has been married since he was 18 and just...never told anybody.)

The McLaren Matchmaking Disaster

Sabrina Clarke is sure Oscar Piastri hates her—he either ignores her, runs away, or responds like a malfunctioning robot.. In reality, Oscar has a massive crush… and is the most socially inept man on the planet. Enter Lando Norris, self-proclaimed matchmaking genius, and suddenly, all of McLaren is watching their disaster of a love story unfold.

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missleahlin

9 months ago

This is the main list of all of my own writings, centered around Harry Styles

**includes sexual content of some sort

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If you like what I post, and want to just send some extra support, I have a ko-fi account. Even the smallest amount is greatly appreciated. There is no obligation or expectation to donate, because I am honestly just so grateful that you're here! 🩷 Bee xx

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Laceleaf **

TEMPORARILY ON HOLD

Cassidy James feels lucky to have grown up as Gemma's best friend, but not about knowing the smug and self-centered Harry Styles. Her life is messy enough.

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My Way Back Home

[ COMPLETED ]

YN is left to figure out what to do when the love of her life, Harry, does not remember loving her.

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Don't Worry Darling **

[ COMPLETED ]

Y/N lands the leading role in 'Don't Worry Darling', opposite Harry Styles, but they just don't seem to have any chemistry at first.

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Even When the Night Changes **

[ COMPLETED ]

Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are & OTRA tours.

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Wet, Drip, Dry **

YN takes a spontaneous late-night dip in the lake, something she feels she needs to do to clear her head. But a stranger comes along and gives her something even better.

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il gran finale **

As photography apprentice to Lloyd, you've seen all sides of Harry, but with the look he's giving you after the Reggio Emilia show, you might end up seeing a lot more.

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Getting Yourself Wet For Me **

Harry is out, but you want to play, so the two of you find an alternative way to still get what you want.

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Could We Not?

Harry Styles tries to not let it bother him when things get thrown his way. That is, until his new band member YN is in the line of fire.

Not Another Time (Pt. 2)

Harry Styles is used to things being crazy on tour, but in Rio, he needs to expect the unexpected.

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Winner, Winner, Pasta Dinner

Singer YN wants to work up the nerve to congratulate ex-boyfriend Harry's Grammy wins, but what will she even say? And what will he?

There At The Box (Pt. 2)

Singer YN tries to make it on time to The Brits to support Harry, but things get in the way, and Harry gets weird

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Friendly Favor **

YN's best friend Harry asks for a favor, she knows it'll be difficult, but she loves him too much to say no.

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Not What We Bargained For ** / Part 2**

Coworkers Harry and YN don't get along, so an unexpected work trip and an awkward night only causes more tensions between the two.

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The Kindling From A Kiss

An annual camping trip with friends, and a game of 'truth or dare', could change everything for best friends Harry and YN.

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Should We Just Keep Driving? **

Harry and his girl take a road trip, and the sun on her face isn't the only heating up in the car.

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To Make A Girl Blush **

Harry Styles is performing at the BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge, where y/n works as a studio assistant and he sings a hot cover song.

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One Night Only in New York

Y/N won the contest of a lifetime, leading to an unbelievable experience attending the One Night Only in NY concert with Harry Styles.

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Mediation

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Pouting for Attention

If I Was a Worm

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Finally Free

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1D Water Fight

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Found Some Photos

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CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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My Fave Fics Masterlist

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missleahlin

4 years ago

Hi guys I’m back!

I stopped writing for a while, but I finally got some inspiration to finish some of my draft. so please wait. and If you got any request message me and I will try to do some.