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freedom (HS)

In which you and Harry rehearse your first dance routine the night before your wedding.

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Pairing: Fiancee!Harry x Reader (non gender specified, though femme)

Content: Fluff. Disgustingly sweet, lovey dovey, sappy sloppy fluff.

Author's Note: HI BABIES! I missed y'all. I made a little bit of JOn Snow content, leaning on the steamier side... I'm afraid to try writing smut so I'm dipping my toes in by implying smut. Anways, in the meantime, I can always right darling sweet fluffly little fluff- which is exactly what this is. I had this idea while just going about my day today and I just HAD to write it. It is so fucking cute. I really hope you like this one. I promised you Harry content and I keep my word. Expect JJ content next! Maybe some spidey writings in our future as well.

I love yall, I hope you love this>

ENJOY!

“Okay, babe, we can do this. Right, left, spin. Are you ready to try?” Your voice was brimming with encouragement as you spoke to your fianceé, trying your damnedest to coax him out of his shell.

“I’m trying, lovie, I have two left feet.” Harry practically whined, dropping his hands from yours down to his sides like a child. You chuckled lightly to yourself at his protest, then pulled his hand back into yours. 

“You don’t, you’re just new at this. We’re learning together, C’mon, let’s try.” You counted off, then leapt into the dance steps, pulling Harry along with you. The piece was a short excerpt of a dramatic waltz. It was a particularly complicated portion routine, where your feet and Harry’s had to crossover in time with the music. The section was quick but required precision, and it ended with a flourishing turn in which your A-line reception gown would flow out towards your audience. Harry danced with a focused and determined expression on his lovely features, his eyebrows furrowing with attention. 

For the first time, you finish the section with complete success, and Harry spins you out over his knee. As you soon as you finished turning, you squealed and jumped into Harry’s arms, placing a firm kiss on his lips. “We did it! I told you we’d do it!”

Harry laughed at your excitement picking you up and planting another kiss. “It was great, darling.”

Once your husband-to-be lowered your feet back to the ground, you clapped your hands and began to speak. “Okay! So we did it, we got it, we can do it. It’s gonna be great. I think we should probably take a break and go enjoy the night with our friends. You ready to go?”

Harry’s eyes widened with a small inhale. “I-erm, well- I don’t know.” His cheeks went lightly pink with the statement. “Can we run it a few more times? I’m not ready yet, I don’t think.”

You smiled fondly at the love of your life. It meant so much to you that it means so much to him. “Of course. Try it with the music?”

After another hour of running and re-running the number, you finally decided to call it a night. “It’s great, Har. It looks really good. We’ve done it a million times not with no mistakes, it will be perfect.”

Harry looked at you with concern behind those green eyes you loved so much. “Are you sure we can’t practice with the choreographer one more time?”

You laughed, pulling your man close to you. His hands found their place on your hips naturally, your energies magnetic for each other. “The wedding is tomorrow, Harry. We don’t have any more time.”

Harry groaned and buried his head in your shoulder, feigning drastic disappointment. You laughed again, your hands finding his curls and twirling them between your fingers. After a moment, he looked up at you and wrapped his arms fully around you, pulling you closer into him. “I’m sorry for bein’ so nervous. I just want my first dance with my new, wonderful, beautiful wife to be perfect. I know it’s important to you. I want to make you proud and show you off right.”

As you gazed into his eyes, pouring adoration into them, you realized you may not be able to last one more night before this man was your husband. You placed your hand on his cheek, stroking your thumb over his cheekbones. “I love you so much. I cannot fucking wait to marry you. 

“I love you more than anything.” Harry replies, pulling you into the largest, tightest embrace. After a moment of holding you, he pulls back and plants a kiss on your forehead. “I’d better go. The boys are waiting for me at the bar, and we aren’t in the same room tonight, of course.”

You smile at him. “Go find your friends. Enjoy your final night of freedom.”

Harry leans down and kisses you. “You are my freedom.”

With that, he turns and leaves the ballroom, leaving you alone, smiling after him like a schoolgirl with a crush. 

As the silence filling his absence settles in, you realize that is the last time you will ever kiss a man who is not your husband.

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Game of Thrones Masterlist

A collection of my writings based on the HBO series Game of Thrones and the “A Song of Ice and Fire” novels by George R. R Martin. 

Please send specific requests, I would love to write for you!

Characters I will not write for:

I will not write Joffrey, or any other character that displayed too terrible of cruelty throughout he show. It makes my skin crawl to write for them. If you don’t know whether or not I’ll write for them, just ask. I will also not write any romantic or sexual stories about a character that was a minor for the majority of the show. This includes Bran and Arya. I will write for Sansa. as long as it is in a context of the later seasons once she is of age. 

Key:

*smut, !angst, ^fluff, ?on dark/very potentially triggering stories

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All gif credit to @snowsource

Jon Snow

(*^) Too Damned Loud: In which you have a secret relationship with Ned Stark’s bastard. and he is terrible at hiding it.

Send requests!

All gif credit to @mona-mayfairs

Robb Stark

(!^*) Lie For You: Coming soon!

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Will write for other characters. just request!

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too damned loud || jon snow x reader

In which you are in a secret relationship with Ned Stark’s bastard, and he is terrible at hiding it. 

Not my gif: created by @jonsource.

Time Period: Before Season 1 begins. Jon is 18, reader is 18.

Pronouns: she/her, afab reader ( I am willing to rewrite with other pronouns if requested.)

Content/Warnings: nothing worse than what’s in the show. young jon, sweet youthful relationship shit, sexual activity but no actual smut, exhibitionism if you squint.

WC: 791 (blurb)

(this has not been proofread. read at your own discretion <3)

Author’s Note: Hello my darlings! It has been such a long time and I am so incredibly sorry. I swear I plan on eventually returning to consistent posting, but I have had one of the busiest and most stressful two year of my life. Thank you guys for supporting me and being so kind to my content in my absence, you are all incredible and I appreciate you. I will, hopefully, be posting content similar to what many of you follow me for: harry styles and jj maybank. both will be making appearances soon, i promise! for now, though, you’ll get a cutie little jon snow fic because this character is actually the love of my life. if you haven’t watched game of thrones yet, do it. please god. then come read this.

love you forever, thanks for being here. 

Hope y’all love this. It’s good to be back. 

It had been almost ten years since you had known Jon Snow, and yet you somehow learn new things about the boy each and every day. 

Yesterday, you learned that Jon Snow just didn’t like colors. Generally.

Last week, you learned that Jon hated hunting. Despite being skilled with various kinds of weaponry, the northerner found the activity to be deathly boring.

Six months ago, you learned that he actually did have a heart, and it was full of thoughts of you. 

You also learned that day that the bastard boy is a skilled kisser as well.

Today, you learned that Jon Snow is incredibly stupid. 

The discovery was not something you hadn’t considered before, yet today’s actions were a confirmation of the idea. You were walking down the halls of Winterfell, heading towards the courtyard from your bedchambers, when you were suddenly swept off your feet into a nearby door- then swiftly pressed against it. 

A pair of soft lips and a stubbled chin pressed against you in a passionate kiss, and it wasn’t difficult to piece together what had happened. 

As your heart slowed its pace and the realization set in, you pulled abruptly away from the embrace and lightly pushed your boy off you. 

“Jon! Are you mad? I nearly died of fright, what is wrong with you? Anyone could have seen!”

Jon smirked, placing his hands back in their home on your waist and pulling himself closer into you. “I only wanted to kiss my beautiful girl.”

“Jon, anyone could have seen us. Anyone could walk through this door and we’d be caught. Is that what you want?”

Jon kissed your cheek and began moving his way down your throat, pressing his lips softly into your skin. The touch was feather light, but it sent shivers down your back all the same. 

“I want you.” He mumbled against your neck, moving his hands slowly up and down your sides.

Though it took all your strength not to melt and sink into his familiar touch, you stood your ground. “Not here, Jon. We’ll be found.”

“Let them find us.” He growled. His movements became faster and less delicate. He was losing patience, and you were losing your willpower. 

“Jon!” You exclaimed, making a weak attempt to resist his efforts. 

“Y/n!” He mimicked, almost groaning your name into your skin. 

“Will you please quiet down? They’ll hear you in the Red Keep, you are too damned loud.”

Jon chuckled, mouthing his way over your collarbones as he pulls your dress slowly from your shoulders. “I don’t think you can talk about being loud, my love.”

Your cheeks flushed pink and you remained silent until a sharp gasp was pulled from you as Jon began to suck and bite on the crook of your neck. “Jon, please-” You breathed out, not entirely sure what it is you were begging for. 

Jon didn’t reply, but continued his actions, slowly speeding up as he pulled your dress lower. 

“Jon..” Your voice still carried apprehension, though you’d almost surrendered entirely to your boyfriends’ advances. 

Jon continued on with a passion, kissing and sucking and pulling on your damned dress. 

You were moments away from giving in, until you caught the sound of footsteps headed down the corridor on the other side of the door. “Jon!” You whisper-shrieked, the intensity in your voice finally halting his actions. He pulled immediately away from you, looking into your eyes as he waited for you to speak. Though he liked to mess with you, Jon would never forgive himself if he actually hurt you or overstepped in any fashion. 

“Jon, I cannot explain to you how I wish we didn’t have to stop, but we do. We will be caught. I am a wardess, Jon, have you forgotten? They might send me away from Winterfell if they know we are together before my father’s sentence is through. We cannot do this here.”

Jon nodded, a look of guilt washing over his face. The poor thing immediately felt as though you were angry at him, and began murmuring earnest apologies into your neck as he helped you redress. 

You took both of his hands in yours, halting him and pulling him close. “I’m not angry at you, darling. I’m only trying to keep us together. I will be angry at you if you do not meet me in your chambers in five minutes and finish what you started.” Jon paused again, stopping in his tracks, overwhelmed by your words. You took the opportunity to fix your dress, reach behind you, and grasp the door handle.

You pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek before smirking and exiting through the door behind you, leaving Jon open-mouthed in the room. 

Author’s Note: AHHH there it is! My cute little return to tumblr. I hope all my Jon Snow sluts enjoyed this one. If you don’t, stay tuned for other content. I love you all. You mean the world to me. 

See you in the next one. Send requests- I want to write what y’all want to read!

LOVES YOU, -lillie 

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hi :)

Hey everyone! It’s been a second, hasn’t it? I missed you guys!

My life over the past year has been absolute insanity. I’ve been veery busy with college and extracurriculars, and my mental health hasn’t exactly been at it’s best. I’ve tried to write here and there when I had the inspiration, but I ended up scrapping or not finish anything I wrote. If I was going to put out content, it was going to be top-quality work. Only the best for you incredible people.

With all of that being said, I do want to thank each and every one of you for continuing to interact with and support my content, even in my absence. Knowing that someone can connect with my writing means the world, to me, and I appreciate all of you. I am so grateful.

I do plan on hopefully putting some writing out soon. While on my break, i took up watching Game of Thrones of HBO Max- and lord have mercy, that show. I am obsessed. Jon Snow is the absolute love of my life. I have to write for him, considering the appalling lack of Jon Snow content on this platform. What’s out there is incredible, don’t get me wrong, but it is very limited in quantity. I suppose we’ll have to fix that!

Once again, thank you all for the abundant support. I love you all with my whole heart.

See you soon :)

- Lillie <3

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Betty White: First Lady of Television (Netflix)

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all my emotions when I saw spiderman no way home

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My type in men is like soft brown doe eyed nerd boy OR mysterious older guy with a bitch face who dresses like an emo kid OR long haired, pretty boy with trauma because his father was a bitch

And as Charli XCX once said, I want ‘em all

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Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(

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i’m sorry i’ve been inactive my loves! my life had been so insane lately. i’m working on a couple writings that i think y’all will enjoy!! thanks for sticking around, i love you all <3

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baes are y’all okay w smut? bc is thinking about including light smut in watch it kid but idk if y’all would be into that. i’ve never written smut before but i think it could help add to the story line

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all my dreams came true with this combo of photos

Tom Holland & Harry Styles for GQ Magazine

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Hello!!!😁 First off, I love your writing!💖 Your Peter fanfics are *chef's kiss*!!!

I would love to be added to your taglist. I wanted to add myself to your taglist but the link in your pinned post says this...

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thank you so much! this is so sweet! and yes, i’ll add you! i’m sorry the link isn’t working, i don’t know why it isn’t :(

i’ll add you! thank you so much for supporting me :)

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watch it, kid || preview!

A/N: This is a work in progress part two of go get her kid! This is just a cute litle preview in order to try and get some feedback. Let me know what you all think!

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You and Peter had only been together for a little over two months, but you had already determined that cuddling with your boyfriend in bed was your favorite pastime.

You lay there now, you sat slightly up against the headboard, Peter laying on top of you. His muscular arms were wrapped snugly around your torso, his head laying sweetly on your stomach. Your fingers played with the boy’s brown curls absentmindedly as you watched the show playing on the TV. It was the Office, and you had seen the show so many times, you could practically quote the whole thing.

“The worst thing about prison was the dementors.” You said along with ‘Prison Mike’ on the TV screen. You giggled, and you felt Peter smile fondly against you.

“It’s so cute when you do that.” Peter says, his voice slightly muffled.

You blushed, though he couldn’t see it. “You’re cute.”

You felt Peter’s smile grow, before he lifted his head to look you in the eyes. His chin rested on your stomach, his eyes gazing up at your face. “You’re so pretty.”

You smiled, your blush deepening. “Thank you, Pete. You’re pretty too.”

And then he was kissing you, and it felt like the first time all over again. When Peter kissed you, it was like fresh spring air flowing into your lungs. He cleansed you of anything negative. He was truly the light of your life.

The kiss was deepened quickly. Neither of you intended for the innocent kiss to turn into something more, but neither of you were complaining. You sat up straighter against the headboard as Peter climbed up on top of you, your lips never parting from his.

The kiss went from loving and sweet to having a sort of hunger behind it. Peter’s hand went to your waist; your hands found his curls once more.

The moment was beautiful and intimate and everything you possibly could have wanted.

That is, until your Dad walks in.

“Y/N, you know your door isn’t supposed to be closed when Peter’s ov-”

His words were cut off abruptly at the sight of his daughter and his intern wrapped around each other, kissing passionately. At the sound of your father’s voice, Peter jumped off of you, but it was too late. The damage was done.

And Tony was furious.

“For that exact reason!” Tony touched on his previous statement. “You two don’t need to be doing that shit. Absolutely not, not under my roof!”

You were speechless; Peter was the reddest you’d ever seen him.

“Dad, calm down! We were just kissing!”

Tony gave a pointed look. “In your bed. On top of each other. I’m tony stark, Y/N, I know what this kind of thing leads to.”

You cringed at the words coming from his mouth. This is the last thing you wanted to be talking to your dad about.

“I-I’m so-sorry, Mr. Stark, we-”

“That’s enough out of you, kid. You know, I expected better from you. You always respect my rules. Now you go in and do this.”

“Mr. Stark, I-”

“Get out of here, Peter. I need to have a word with my daughter alone.”

“Yes, sir.” Peter gave you a look as he climbed out of bed beside you. Normally, he’d kiss you goodbye, but he knew better than to do it in front of your dad. He gave you an apologetic look instead, and then got the hell out of that room, avoiding your father’s gaze at all costs.

Once Peter was gone, your dad shut the door behind him, crossed his arms, and looked at you.

“In peter’s defense, he didn’t know we weren’t supposed to have the door closed.”

“But you did.” Your father’s tone was calmer now, but somehow that made this interaction even more terrifying.

“I know I did, but I just forgot, and-”

“You forgot?”

“Yes, Dad! I’m used to being able to close the door when he’s around. We were best friends before, remember? All of the rules have changed now. I’m still getting used to them!”

Your dad sighed, bringing his hand up to rub his forehead as if to soothe a forming headache.

“It’s been two months, Y/N! You’ve followed the rules every time up until now, and now look at you! I thought it was a mistake, until I came in and saw him all over you!”

“Dad, we’re not kids anymore! We’re dating! I’m allowed to kiss my boyfriend in my room. I’m allowed to be in here with him. We were literally cuddling and watching the office and then we kissed. We weren’t, like, making out or anything. You came in at the worst possible moment.”

“It doesn’t matter that I came in when it happened, it matters that it happened! I don’t care if you kiss him, even if I don’t exactly like it very much. Just keep the door open, that’s all I’m asking of you.”

You sighed. “Yes, okay. Fine. We’ll keep the door open.”

“Good. Now go find the spider, I think the kid’s traumatized.”

You chuckled lightly and followed you dad’s orders, walking out the room to search for your beloved boyfriend.

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currently working on a continuation to go get her, kid :) love y’all so much and i’m so grateful for all of you!!

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thank you for all the love on “go get her, kid!!” i’m sorry glad you all loved it. more peter x stark! reader coming very soon <3