#dom harrison gifs

[domlovescolson]

Gifs of Dom smiling pt. 4 🖤😁

[jesushatesmyguts]

the energy we all need and love 🖤🤘

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Why Wait?

Fandom: British Musician, British RPF, RPF, YUNGBLUD

Pairing: Dominic Harrison x Female Reader, YUNGBLUD x Female Reader

Characters: Dominic Harrison, Female Reader, YUNGBLUD

Word Count: 1689 // Rating: Explicit

Summary:  What do you say girl, we do something crazy

Tags/ Warnings: My Writing, Halloween Challenge, Writing Challenge, Songfics, Smut, YUNGBLUD, Tour, Touring, Las Vegas Shows, Las Vegas, P in V Sex, Vaginal Sex, Kissing, Fingering, Teasing, Needy Dom, Marriage, Proposals, Engagement, Engagement Rings, Reader’s Engagement Ring Looks Like This, Handjobs, Semi Public Sex, Sorta, Orgasms, Why Wait // Rascal Flatts

Notes:  This is part of my writing Challenge for Halloween 2022. All fics are based off of songs I love. The aim is to write one fic a day for 15 days straight. I’m doing a similar thing for Christmas but they will all be headcanons [requests welcome for that] Enjoy x  

Updated 8/23

15 DAYS OF SONGFICS FOR HALLOWEEN (OCT 15TH - OCT 31ST)

‘Fuckin class man,’ I heard Dom laugh a little way down the corridor as chatter ensued close by. I was sitting in the dressing room scrolling through my phone but I looked up when I heard his voice. He had just come off stage from his second show of the night and considering I had already seen the first [and all the others he’d done on this tour] I had opted to hang back to get ready since he had told me in no uncertain terms that we were definitely going out properly tonight. For the most part of our time in Vegas we’d stuck to our hotel and the casino that adjoined it. He was always busy so he didn’t have time to breathe let alone let loose on the strip, but tonight was our time to do that. Which is why I had opted to stay in his dressing room and get myself looking presentable. I’d never let him know that he’d been right and it had taken all of twenty minutes before I was ready and bored waiting for him.

As I placed my phone down the door opened and I spotted him lingering by it as he spoke to people I couldn’t see.

‘Yeah mate,’ he chuckled, ‘ten minutes yeah and I’ll be back out.’ ‘Meet in the bar?’ I heard someone say. ‘Yeah man,’ he smiled before he turned inside the room and caught sight of me. He kicked the door shut behind him as he came over to me with a bright smile and I stood up and allowed him to pull me into him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he kissed me. He was dripping with sweat, his hair sticking to his head as I ran my fingers through it. I couldn’t breathe, his arms were crushing me to him, but I didn’t care. Finally, he pulled away from me.

‘Hiya,’ I giggled. ‘Hi,’ he smirked, giving me another quick kiss. ‘Good show?’ I asked, reaching my hand so I could brush his sweaty fringe off of his face. ‘Fuckin brilliant,’ he said, ‘missed you though.’ ‘Like you’d even notice me over all those screaming fans,’ I chuckled. ‘Always do,’ he whispered before he leaned in and kissed me again. He pulled me closer again but his hands were now dancing underneath my shirt making goosebumps appear where his touch went. He kissed me deeper as I pushed him back towards the couch. As the backs of his legs hit the couch I pushed him down so he was sitting and shimmied my shirt off as I climbed onto his lap to straddle him. His hands caressed my chest, teasing my nipple with his thumb and forefinger as I kissed his jaw and neck roughly. I gasped as he pinched me hard which made him chuckle. I could feel him through my knickers, rigid against my core as he strained against his pants. I rocked my hips against him giggling as he grunted.

‘Don’t tease,’ he said in an entirely whiny voice. ‘I’ll stop teasing when you touch me,’ I said. I grabbed his hand and placed it under my skirt. He moved my underwear aside deftly as his fingers slid between already slick folds. I rocked against him enjoying the feeling of his rigid cock against my core and his fingers circling my clit. He placed one hand on the small of my back holding me in place as I leaned back enjoying the sensation. ‘Fuck,’ he grunted his hips bucking up against mine. I hadn’t even touched him yet and he was beside himself. ‘Want me to touch you, baby?’ I asked leaning forward and holding his face in my hands. He looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded. I leaned up onto my knees so there was space between us now and grabbed his hand so it was no longer touching me. Then I grabbed both of his hands and stationed them on my hips so he was holding me securely.

‘You’re not allowed to touch okay?’ I whispered kissing him again. He nodded. Then I fumbled with his pants until he was in my hand. He shivered as I ran my thumb across the tip which was now sticky from excitement. I massaged him gently in my hand watching as his head fell back against the couch and his eyes closed. Then, I carefully teased him through my pussy lips moaning as his head hit my clit. His eyes flew open as I did so, his pupils blown with lust. His hips bucked a little towards me as I did it again and I tutted, ‘needy.’

‘Please,’ he whimpered. I bit my lip as I used my free hand to caress his cheek. He leaned into it, kissing my wrist as I did. Then I positioned myself over him and eased myself gently down until he was all the way inside me. I moaned as I moved against him slowly at first taking all I could get. As I started to move quicker his breathing got a bit faster and his grip on my hips was hard enough that I was sure to have bruises there tomorrow.

My fingers went to my clit working it in rhythm with my movements. I was lost in the moment, enjoying the sensation when I looked down to find him watching me his gaze loving and full of lust.

‘Dom,’ I moaned as I felt my climax come over me. He was close behind me I could tell as his hips had started moving of their own accord meeting me with every thrust. ‘Fuck Y/N,’ he grunted as I rode it out like a wave meeting the shore. I fell against him, clinging to him as he pounded up into me solely focused on meeting me in bliss. I kissed him deeply my hand pressed tightly against his throat. And then he was cumming. He pulled his mouth away from mine burying his face in my shoulder as he attempted to muffle the sound of his moans.

As his orgasm faded he fell back against the couch, holding me as I lay against him, my head tucked into his neck. He grumbled as I pulled back.

‘One minute,’ I whispered kissing him on the cheek as I clambered off him, grabbing my shirt as I went to the small bathroom that adjoined the dressing room. I peed and cleaned myself up before checking myself in the mirror. Luckily our impromptu tryst hadn’t played too much havoc with my makeup.

When I left the bathroom he was already getting changed and I headed to the vanity to make myself a bit more presentable. I wiped the old now smudged lipstick away and replaced it, though I was sure it wasn’t going to last the night considering the mood Dom was in. I blended around my mouth and ran a comb through my hair and just as I finished I felt Dom come up behind me. His chin rested on my shoulder as he watched me.

‘Said you were needy,’ I chuckled making him laugh before he spun me around until I was facing him. ‘I know what I want,’ he said matter of factly. ‘Oh yeah, and what’s that?’ I challenged, hopping up onto the table so he was able to stand between my legs. ‘You,’ he said watching as I rolled my eyes, ‘I mean it.’ ‘Well you’ve got me,’ I said as I checked the time on my phone, ‘in fact less than five minutes ago you actually had me.’ ‘That’s not what I mean,’ he said simply. My eyebrows knitted together with confusion. ‘What are you going on about?’ ‘What would you say if I said let’s do something crazy?’ ‘I’d say what else is new,’ I giggled. ‘Come on,’ he said, ‘seriously.’ ‘I’d say what is it?’ looking at him with bemusement, a smirk on my face. ‘Marry me.’

My mouth fell open as the words left his mouth. Had he really just said what I thought he had? My eyes roved his expression trying to figure out if there was a chance he was joking. He seemed serious.

‘Dom,’ I mumbled. ‘I mean it,’ he said, ‘why don’t we?’ ‘Just go and get married?’ ‘We’re in Vegas,’ he shrugged. ‘Yeah because everyone wants to get married by a bad Elvis impersonator,’ I said rolling my eyes. ‘It’s not like it’s not gonna happen one day,’ he reasoned, ‘I mean…you and me I sorta thought forever was a given.’ ‘It is,’ I said dropping my gaze. I had thought about it. I loved Dom more than anyone I’d ever loved but marriage just seemed a big next step. Especially to go and do right after the decision had been made. ‘So why wait?’ he said moving my hair out of my face. ‘Our friends, our family-’ ‘Will get over it. Weddings are a big hassle and I know our families. I don’t want anything but you and me,’ he said. ‘It’s all a bit fast,’ I said, ‘I mean there’s like things we need to think about.’ ‘There’s a hundred wedding chapels in town. We can find someone to witness it. Whatever you want to do I’m here for.’ ‘You’ve thought everything through huh?’ I said with a small smile. He smirked and I thanked God I was sitting down because I was sure that my knees would’ve buckled just looking at him. ‘Yep,’ he smirked. ‘Not everything though,’ I said turning my head away dramatically when I looked back he was watching me puzzled, ‘you’ve not even asked me to marry you yet. Not properly.’

‘Ah,’ he said pulling out of my grasp. He moved away and grabbed his discarded pants off of the floor fumbling with them for a minute. I watched him puzzled. Then he was back, pulling me off of the table so I was standing and dropping to one knee in front of me. Then he offered up a ring. I hadn’t realised until that moment how much he had thought this through. Most of our life was done living in the moment and I thought his marriage idea was nothing more than that but looking at him now I knew he was utterly and completely serious. My eyes roved over the ring he was holding in between his thumb and forefinger. A simple gold band with a stormy blue-grey diamond and of course, not in a ring box [that was way too straight-laced for him]. I had to admit though, it was beautiful.

‘Dom,’ I said thickly. ‘Y/N,’ he smiled, ‘will you marry me?’ ‘Of course I will.’

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2023 really started and had me at the palms of these chaotic, charismatic, funny men fr.

Yungblud/Dom Harrison :

Matthew Gray Gubler:

All of January, they would occupy my mind.

Chaotic, charismatic, with a sense of humor and a bucket of geekiness. Fictional or real, that's a guarantee.

[xvi-1]

London Bridge

#yungblud #yungbludxsu1c1d4l!reader

Pov Dominic :

Ahhhh c'était un super concert ! L'ambiance, les lumières, les gens qui chantaient ! C'était mental !

Adam pose sa main sur mon épaule et ris.

Adam: C'était un super concert t'a assuré Dom !

Tom: Ouai ! C'était génial mec !

Moi: J'ai rien fait c'est les gens qui était déchainer ! Et puis toi Adam t'étais ouf à la guitar !

Je fait le signe des rockeurs avec ma main droite en tirant la langue et on ris.

Adam: On va se prendre une bière ou on rentre directement ?

J'allais répondre que je connaissait un bar pas tr��s loin, mais j'entendis Tom bailler a côté de moi.

Moi: On est tous crevé, on ferait mieux d'aller se coucher à la coloc'.

Tom: Ouais, je vais appeler un taxi.

Tom s'avance sur le trottoir et lève sa main. Un taxi arrive s'arrête et nous fait signe de monter. On s'installe tous à l'arrière et j'appuie m'a tête sur la fenêtre et regarde le paysage défiler devant mes yeux.

On passe dans une rue, on tourne à droite puis on arrive dans une autres rue.

On arrive sur le grand London Bridge. J'observe l'eau et les quelques bateaux qui flotte. Je regarde aussi les immeubles au loin avec toute leurs lumières allumer.

La voiture me berce et je ferme un peut mes paupières. Pour finalement les rouvrir ne trouvant pas le sommeille, je me redresse et continue de regarder la vue depuis le pont.

Quand soudain je vois une silhouette sur le rebord du pont. Cette silhouette a les bras grand ouvert. Je suis plutôt loin mais je peut voir que c'est une fille de dos. Elle va sauter ! Je me redresse d'un coup et cris au chauffeur.

Moi: Arrêtez vous ! Arrêtez vous ! Putain ! Regardez là bas !

La taxi s'arrête d'un coup. Je montre du doigt la silhouette. Puis je descend du taxi et cours jusqu'à l'autre bord du pont. Je cours jusqu'à ne plus avoir de souffle. Fook j'ai oublié mon inhalateur dans le taxi ! Pourquoi ce pont est aussi large ?!

J'arrive à quelque mètres de la fille. Elle est toujours de dos. Elle à de long cheveux bond mais les pointes sont teintes en bordeaux. Je l'entend sangloter et décide de m'approcher doucement pour ne pas qu'elle m'entende. Je n'ai pas le temps de discuter avec elle, il faut qu'elle descende ! Sinon elle va faire une connerie...

Je suis juste derrière elle et elle ne me vois toujours pas. Elle est debout sur la rembarde en métal, donc sa taille est à la même hauteur que ma tête.

D'un coup j'enroule sa taille de mes bras et la tire en arrière vers moi. On tombe tout les deux à terre et je resserre la prise que j'ai sur elle pour ne pas qu'elle s'enfuis et qu'elle n'essaye à nouveau de sauter.

Je relève la tête, je suis au dessus d'elle. Je me pousse et m'assoie à côté d'elle en essayant désespérément de reprendre mon souffle mais mon asthme me rattrape. Adam arrive quelque secondes après avec mon inhalateur, suivie par Tom. Je le remercie et reprend mon souffle.

La fille a mes côtés se relève alors difficilement puis s'assoie en tailleur, la tête baissée ses cheveux cachant son visage. Je l'entend a nouveau pleurer, alors je m'approche d'elle prudemment et pose ma main droite sur son épaule gauche. Elle se redresse soudainement et se met debout en reculant de quelques pas.

Je vois enfin son visage... Elle a des yeux bleu claire, ils sont hypnotisant. Mais ils sont rougis par ses pleures, ses joues sont trempées de larmes et ses lèvres soubresaute aux rythme de ses épaules qui se baisses et se soulèves. Elle respire difficilement. Je lui tend mon inhalateur en restant loin pour ne pas l'effrayer. Elle me lance un regard remplie de haine mais aussi d'incompréhension et de tristesse. Elle est désespérer ça se voie.

Elle s'avance vers moi et prend mon inhalateur, ses mains tremble. Puis elle balance mon inhalateur par terre et me fout une gifle !

Moi: Mais qu'est-c'qui te prend ?! T'es pas bien ! Je viens de te sauver la vie !

Elle: Justement ! Je t'ai rien demander, pourquoi t'a fait ça ?! Je te connais même pas ! Putain j'avais vraiment pas besoin de ça...

Elle murmura la dernière phrase comme si elle se parlée à elle même. Elle a les mains sur son visage et je l'entend pleurer de nouveau. Elle se rassoie par terre et enfouie sa tête dans ses bras, les jambes sont remontée sur sa poitrine. Je m'accroupis devant elle et l'entoure délicatement aves mes bras.

Moi: C'est bon, ça va aller. Je suis là. Murmurais-je à son oreille.

Elle relève la tête et je remet une de ses mèches de cheveux derrière son oreille.

Moi: Comment tu t'appelle ?

Elle: Coline. Coline Douglas.

Adam: Et t'a quel âge Coline ?

Adam s'accroupis aussi et lui sourit gentiment.

Coline: J'ai dix-neuf ans. Depuis un mois.

J'ouvre en grand mes yeux, puis je me relève et m'appuie contre la rembarde. Ma tête tourne et je sent une main se poser doucement sur mon épaule. Tom se met à côtés de moi.

Tom: Ca va Dom ? T'a pas l'aire bien.

Moi: T'a entendue, elle à que dix-neuf ans... Comment on peut avoir des pensées suicidaire quand on est aussi jeune ? Qu'est ce qu'elle à pu vivre pour vouloir mourir avant d'avoir eu le temps de vivre ?!

Tom: J'en ai aucune idée c'est à elle qu'il faut demander ça.

Je me retourne et vais voire Coline qui c'était remise debout, c'est larmes ont arrêtées de couler et elle discute calmement avec Adam. Quand j'arrive vers eux Adam se retourne vers moi.

Adam: Elle n'a nul-part où aller, elle peut venir dormir à la coloc' ?

Moi: Bien sûr ! Vient suis-moi, on à laisser le taxi en plans depuis tout à l'heure, il va nous faire payer chère.

Adam, Tom et moi rions, mais Coline se fondit aussitôt en excuse.

Coline: Oh je suis vraiment désoler ! C'est ma faute excusez moi les garçons !

Je rigole de plus belle face à sa mine désoler. Je l'a prend pas les épaules.

Moi: Mais non t'inquiète pas pour ça, c'est rien.

Je lui fait un grand sourire et elle souri légèrement. Elle est vraiment belle je trouve... Qu'est ce que j'raconte entre moi ?! On rentre dans le taxi, Tom monte à l'avant er s'excuse auprès du chauffeur qui ne nous en veut pas finalement. Adam est placé derrière le conducteur, Coline est au milieu et je suis derrière Tom. Personne ne parle durant tout le trajet.

On arrive enfin devant l'immeuble et je descend. Pendant que Tom paye - quoi ? C'est son tour de payer le taxi c'est comme ça - , j'aide Coline a descendre. Adam descend à son tour suivie de Tom. Je sort les clefs, on entre dans le hall, puis on montre les escaliers pour atteindre le cinquième étage. Oui, le cinquième... Non l'ascenseur est en panne, depuis quatre ans... C'est du foutage de gueule oui je sais !

J'ouvre l'appartement et on rentre tous. Tom et Adam vont se coucher directement.

Moi: Euh Coline ?

Coline: Oui ?

Moi: Je suis désoler mais il n'y a que trois chambres.

Coline: Et le canapé ?

Moi: Bah y'en à pas...

Coline: Quoi ?

Elle se retourne va dans le salon et regarde les trois pouf qui y sont disposé. Je ris de sa tête déconfite face à ça.

Moi: C'est pas grave, tu peut dormir dans ma chambre. Je suis le seul a avoir un lit deux place.

Elle sourit et me remercie puis on va dans ma chambre. Je lui donne un de mes T-shirt qui est noir et je vais prendre une douche pendant qu'elle se change.

Quand je revient, je la trouve allonger dans le lit à moitié en train de dormir. Alors j'éteins la lumière et vais me coucher aussi.

Coline: Tu sais, je suis désolé pour toute à l'heure; quand je t'ai crié dessus et que je t'ai giflé.

Moi: T'inquiète pas pour ça.

Je lui lança un sourire qui se voulait réconfortant même si on est dans le noir.

Moi: On parlera de tout ça demain...

Puis je lui embrassa le front avant de la prendre dans mes bras et de m'assoupir.

Here's a little one-shot to give hope to you who read this <3 take care of you guys

[hotvintagepoll]

I am begging people to vote for Gene Tierney. Katherine Hepburn is an absolute legend but this is about the HOTTEST and do we not all want to be destroyed by the most electric pair of green eyes in the history of Hollywood???

She could even make her eyes burn in black and white!

On a lighter note, she also dommed ghost Rex Harrison in The Ghost and Mrs. Muir in a way no other actress could have.

Tierney was a classic beauty but her screen presence always had something unconventional and untamable in it that few directors really knew what to do with. I think she could have played Medusa and that's hot.

Katharine Hepburn vs Gene Tierney

[marvelgirlstories]

Hi, I hope you like this one. I love the Holland Family so much. I did this one so that you were dating Tom, but if I should do it with another brother let me know. 💞😘

Meet the Fam

Tom Holland x reader

SFW

Warnings: None (I think)

You were nervous as you got into the car, waiting for Tom. Today was the day. You were meeting his family for the first time. Of course, you had met them before at premieres and events, but you only had a little conversation before you had to go do some interviews. Besides that was before you were dating. Tom got in the driver's seat. "Nervous?", he asked, taking your hand. "Yes.", you replied,"Very" "Don't worry. They will love you. Anyways you had already met Harry" "And? What about everyone else? ", you asked. "Hey, look at me.", he softly instructed. You did what he wanted. "They will love you and even if they don't, it won't change how much I love you! Ok?" "Ok.", you answered,"I love you" "Love you too"

After about half an hours drive, you finally pulled up on the drive. You felt like throwing up, a hundred different scenarios running through your head as you got out of the car. "You ready?", Tom asked. "Yeah", you answered, even though you felt the exact opposite. He took your hand and kissed your forehead before ringing the bell.

Nikki answered the door. "Hi. It's so nice to meet you. Tom has told me so much about you.", she said. "Thank you. It's so nice to meet you too.", you replied. "Come in. Can I just say, you look stunning.", she said as she lead you into the hall. You blushed at the compliment. "It good to see you again too mum.", Tom said jokingly. You both laughed at this. "Hi, sweetheart", she said as she pulled him in for a hug. Suddenly Dom appeared. "Hi Y/N, it's nice to see you in person for once" You laughed at this. "I could say the same", you replied. "Where are the boys?", Tom asked, wondering why they didn't come running to introduce themselves. "They are out playing golf. They weren't supposed to be this late, but they should be here soon.", Dom answered. "What! Golfing without me!", Tom said, acting annoyed. You laughed at this. "Anyways come into the living room", Nikki said,"Y/N would you like some tea?" "Yes, please", you answered as entered the pretty room.

Tom and you sat down on one sofa, Dom on the other. You started some small talk and Nikki brought in the tea. Suddenly a lot of noise was heard, coming from the hall. "Boys, leave your clubs outside", Dom shouted as he got up to make sure they have done that. They came in one by one. "Hey, boys!", Tom said,"this is Y/N" "It's nice to see you again.", Harry said,"This is Sam" "Hi!" "And I'm Paddy", Paddy added, eager to get a word in. "And you already know Harrison", Tom said. "It's nice to meet you all. How was golf?", you replied. "Yeah. Who won?", Tom wanted to know. "I did.", said Harrison.

"Lunch!", Nikki suddenly called from the kitchen. Tom took your hand and lead you into the dining room. Over lunch, you told them lots about yourself and they told you lots in return. You laughed a lot and they made you feel at ease.

When everyone was finished, you offered to help wash dishes but Nikki refused. So instead you, Tom, Harry, Sam and Paddy played the game of life. It took a really long time, because everyone had so much fun messing around, but no one cared. You were entertained every minute, they loved you just as Tom said and it made him proud, that you got along with your his family so well.

You stayed the whole day, before Tom finally said: "Well, I think we better go." "Yes. It was so nice to see you all", you added, seeing how he wanted to go. You and Tom stood up, giving hugs and saying goodbyes. That took a while, but you finally left with about half of the leftovers from lunch.

"See I told you.", Tom said when you were in the car. "I guess, you were right. Your family are really nice.", you replied. "Yes, and they loved you.", he added as he started the car. "Hmm", you said before taking his free hand. After about ten minutes, you fell asleep. Tom smiled. "God, I love you.", he said softly and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

I hope you like it! 💕I know I said I wanted to post Stole my heart Part 3 today, but I couldn't find the time to. It is summer holidays in Germany at the moment, so it's a bit harder to plan out the time. 🧡🧡🧡 I will try to get my shit together soon.

See you soon ♥️

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Dating Dom Harrison [YUNGBLUD] Would Include

Dom’s a workaholic so you’d probably meet through the industry. 

And a simple work event would probably turn into a party. 

He’d be enamoured by you right away. 

And you’d spend the whole night talking.

Until finally he’d ask if he could kiss you. 

And, you’re only human, so of course, you’d agree. 

He wouldn’t care who was watching. 

His hands would be all over you.

And you’d be love drunk as well as drunk-drunk.

And thinking you’d never see him again you’d go back to his hotel room. 

The first time wouldn’t be much. Both of you wasted and very much goal orientated. 

But when you wake in the morning, cuddled into his side, you feel a flutter inside yourself that signals it's more than a one-night thing. 

There’d be no awkwardness. 

And he’d text you later on the same day. 

Your text chains would be mammoth. 

He loves to tell you every little thing about his day. Everything he’s thinking about you. 

He’d invite you to come and watch him perform. 

You’d be blown away. He’s a showman and the vibe is electric. You’d fall in love right then and there. 

His life is hectic so you’d see him as often as your schedule would allow.

But he’d always facetime you. 

‘I wrote a new song wanna hear it?’ ‘Of course.’ ‘Good cos it's about you.’

He’d brag about you on his insta.

His fans would adore you. 

You wouldn't be a month in before he told you he loved you.

And sealed it with a locked necklace.

Dates would include hotel movie nights, day drinking around whatever city you were in, he’d be obsessed with doing mundane things in different places like grocery shopping.

He’d teach you how to play the guitar. 

And it would always get a bit handsy. 

He’s big on PDA. He’ll always lead the pair of you.

The first thing he does when he comes off stage is wrapping you up in a big bear hug.

But when it comes to the bedroom he’s such a sub. 

He loves being praised. 

And he’s awfully needy. 

‘Not until I tell you.’ ‘Please.’ ‘So needy.’ ‘Always.’ 

And he loves cuddling. 

Especially when he’s tired. 

As much as you love him you worry about him something chronic. 

He’s always on. Amped up for whatever task needs doing.

And it was something you loved about him. He was so caring. For his fans. His friends. His family. You. 

But you worry he’s going to make himself ill.

It was the only thing that you’d argue over. 

You hate arguing with him. 

But so does he. 

You’d make sure he slows down if only a little. 

And because he wants to please you he’d oblige. 

‘But we could do a late show and-’ ‘and run yourself ragged. You could do two shows over two days. It won’t kill you. We might even get to see some sights.’ ‘You’re right… I’ve always wanted to snog you on top of the Eiffel Tower.’ ‘On second thoughts…’

You weren’t sure if you wanted marriage or kids yet. 

And Dom would be terrified of fucking it up. 

But you knew he was it for you. 

And he felt the same.

THIS IS PART OF MY CHRISTMAS CHALLENGE. I’LL BE POSTING AN IMAGINE EVERDAY FROM 1ST - 25TH DECEMBER. THIS AND ALL IMAGINES WILL BE UPLOADED IN THE LINK POSTED DAY BY DAY.

ADVENT CALENDAR OF IMAGINES

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𝕊𝔼𝕏, 𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ & 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊 𝔽𝕆ℝ ℚ𝕌𝔼𝔼ℝ & 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝕂𝕐 𝕄𝕌𝕊𝔼𝕊 - harrison

** this is for lgbtqia+ muses if your muse is cishet this isn’t the dash game for you it was created by a queer mun for queer muses

♡ GENDER IDENTITY: cisgender / intersex / gender-nonconforming / transmasc / transfemme / transman / transwoman / nonbinary / gender-fluid / genderqueer / agender / demi-girl / demi-boy / bigender / pangender / omnigender / two-spirit

♡ SEXUALITY: queer / gay / lesbian / bisexual / pansexual / omnisexual / asexual / androsexual / demisexual / fluid / non-labelled / graysexual / gynesexual

♡ DATING PREFERENCES: monogamous / ethically nonmonogamous / monogamish / relationship anarchy / open relationships / polyamorous / doesn’t date / dates casually

♡ ATTACHMENT STYLE: secure / anxious preoccupied / dismissive avoidant / fearful-avoidant / disorganised

♡ SEXUAL INCLINATIONS: sex favourable / sex averse / sex indifferent / hypersexual / sex-repulsed / bottom / top / versatile / vers bottom / vers top / service top / power bottom / stone top / pillow princess / submissive / dominant / switch / masochist / brat  / sadist / soft dom / pleasure dom / caregiver

♡ LOVE LANGUAGES: words of affirmation / quality time / acts of service / receiving gifts / physical touch

♡ PHYSICAL ACTS OF INTIMACY: holding hands / kissing / cuddling / massages / bathing together / washing partner’s hair / skin on skin contact / forehead kisses / playing under the table (e.g. hand on thigh, footsy etc) / playing with partner’s hair / playful tickling / seeking them out in bed to hold / eye contact / reading to your partner / being read to / napping together / couch cuddles while doing separate activities (head in lap etc)

♡ KINKS & TURN ON’S: dirty talk / quiet in bed / loud in bed / having hands pinned / pinning partners hands / having hair pulled / pulling partners hair / being watched / watching their partner / voyeurism / receiving oral sex / giving oral sex / receiving penetration / giving penetration / praise kink / biting / marking up your partner / being marked up / impact play / edge play / teasing / being teased / using toys on partner / having toys used on them / choking / being choked / being restrained / restraining their partner / shibari / breeding kink / orgasm control / piss kink / worshipping their partner / being worshipped / humiliating / being humiliated / degrading / being degraded / pegging / being pegged / frotting / face sitting / dom/sub dynamics / DDLG dynamics / aftercare / anal / bdsm / light bondage / outdoor sex / sensory deprivation / roleplay / rough sex / threesomes / wax play / sensory play (eg. pinwheels etc) / knife play / gunplay / blood play / caging / cbt / sounding / collars / exhibitionism / rimming / pet play / primal play / dressing up for partner / partner dressing up for them / daddy kink / mommy kink / master/slave dynamics

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Night On The Town || Harrison & Kurt (01/05)

Kurt was grateful that they all could have that one free day, coming right on the heels of their first day of excursion, which had been interesting and fun, and also after the actual flight that took them all to where they were. It had been a rushed couple of days, so on that particular scheduled free day he took the chance to sleep through almost all morning, then he had gone making some exploring of his own with one of his roommates. Some lunch and mild shopping, and of course, lots of pictures taken. 

All in all, it was a good relaxing day, but the idea of what was coming up for the night made the day that much more exciting, because it was on that night that he and Harrison had agreed to go out together, so the Dom could show him a restaurant a friend of him owned. Getting to go out with him was thrilling in itself, and he was looking forward for whatever that would happen that night.

At the agreed hour, he took a good look at himself in the mirror, to make sure everything was in the right place. Red pants, a white long sleeved shirt and a black and red scarf around the neck, he grabbed his long black coat and walked out of the room, heading down the hallway to where the rooms asigned for the chaperons were. He knocked on the door with the number 2 on it, then stepped back and waited for the Dom to come to the door.

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