#ohsweetkiwi

[hrryfics]

doctor au

The Allergist (series) @and-im-okay-with-it

Anne, Harry’s four year old daughter, has allergies and thankfully, Y/N is the perfect allergist for her...and Harry.

Emergency Clinic Part 2 @harryswanderlust

where harry’s the doctor at the emergency clinic

Dentist!Harry @hsogolden

Harry’s Y/N’s dental assistant.

Tethered @atlafan

pediatrician!h and some violence

The Doctor Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 @drowninherperfume

A series in which Y/N is a doctor, and Harry just misses his wife.

Doctor Styles @itssierrastyles

Dr. Harry sparks an interest in you, a nurse at the hospital.

E.R. @alexandragramz

where Harry is an ER Doctor and a patient comes in with a broken bone

Paging Dr. Styles @fandomwritingsgalore

Reader’s friend has a hurt ankle, but Dr. Harry Styles can fix anything.

Dr. Styles Part 2 @ohsweetkiwi

Dr Harry Styles was an elite cardio thoracic surgeon and the best in the field, he was also the hottest doctor in the hospital and you were the surgical intern who happened to have a huge crush your boss. 

Drs Styles @talesofstyles

paediatric heart surgeon harry, husband harry and dad harry.

Y/N is stressed and sick and Harry is her nurse @jawllines

gynecologist

Doctor’s Orders Part 2 @havin-a-wee

Y/N has her first appointment with her new gynecologist, Dr. Styles.

Harry is a Gynecologist, and Y/N is his young intern @haaarry

therapist

Baby Steps @enthusiasticharry

you’re harry’s sons therapist, and he isn't the only one you end up helping.

Relief @carolinasgirl

After you have been struggling to orgasm for a while your friend recommends a sex therapist to you. When you finally work up the courage to set up an appointment, not expecting to have the best sex of your life.

Your Beating Heart @havethetimeofyourstyles

in which harry’s your soulmate and you don’t quite know that yet.

chiropractor

Realignment @mysweetestcreature

Y/n has back pains and Harry is her chiropractor.

Adjustments @harryforvogue

in which Y/N is a chiropractor and Harry has an awful back.

Adjustments Part 2 @alexandragramz

she starts to date her chiropractor, but he’s hiding something

[harrystylesficreccomendations]

Hi, do you have a masterlist for doctor!harry fics? Any recommendations from Tumblr or Wattpad are welcome! Thanks so much love x

𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧!𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮

✘ doctor’s orders  part 2 by @havin-a-wee (aka me!)

✘ trials and tribulations by @hrina

✘ dr styles by @ohsweetkiwi

✘ night shift by @atlafan

✘ tethered by @atlafan

✘ paging dr styles by @fandomwritingsgalore

✘ y/n is stressed and sick and harry is her nurse by @jawllines

[goldensunflower]

@wastethen8 and @bunnybabyteef tagged me to play this game (thank you both ❤️❤️❤️)

to play this game: take the middle photo and cross out what you also listen to!  then, take the blank one and fill it out for yourself.  finally, post the version you crossed out, your personal version, and the blank version for the next person!

I tag: @aesthetic-mendes1998x @curlsofshawn @ohsweetkiwi @swiftmendeshoran @shawnsprincesse @nightflowerhes @stylesseason

[kidinliv]

HELLO @ohsweetkiwi thank you for the spam, i love u💛💛

[stylesonly]

I need new blogs to follow my content is getting boring. Any suggestions?

Okay so I follow so many and I know I’ll forget but I’ll start.

@appreciatetommo @anotherblackharrie @alexandria-anastasia @annasharry @blurberrys @barbieofcolour @boozeyoulose @bisloveharry @burberryharrie @cupidharry @candidlystyles @customhucci @divineharry @dreamharry @dadshirtking @divinequeer @diamondfractals @ducksongmp3 @fancyharry @fromthediningtable @fallflickerniall @fairylightsstyles @fancyharry @gayanqel @gottabestyles @greeneyesharry @goldbootsharry @glitterpantsharry @guccihrrry @harrystylesdaily @hayleykiyoko @harrymetstyles @harrysalbum @harryqstyles @harrystylesdark @hedicine @hendroda @hesonlyangel @herefortheharold @hotharreh @honeyharrie @homelyrics @hoe-rry @inkedcross @igottafireforaheart @igotdrunkbynoon @infinitees @jawllines @julianbunetta @kindnesstour @kingofadidas @kalelube @kiwiintro @kiwisforharry @loumyprince @lavahaz @leggy-pop @lovespellharry @lowkeyharries @luxuaryrose @meetmeinthehallway @medicinedotmp3 @movieactorharry @mission-harrie @milkmeharry @modernharrystyles @narrymusings @nips-and-tats @nsfwhazza @newyorkhazza @novacanemp4 @nocontrolforlouis @nuzzlenarry @onedirectiobama @ofmarcel @oscarsharry @ohsweetkiwi @opulentharry @permanentcross @pinkalbumstyles @poetstyles @political-niall @queenharrie @queenmestyles @rollingstoneshaddy @rawmeharry @respects1d @redcalvinsharry @rosy-styles @rosegoldharryy @stylishirish @stylessemantics @seb-styles @sweetscreature @savage-styles @softsleepyharry @softcool @sundownlouis @summertimeandutterflies @smolharry @stagehoharry @stylesmclovin @stylesthebaker @thedailystyles @undertheniall @viplourry @violinistharry @violiniall @weeklyfangirl @wroteasongabouther @whtieskimo @walkingintheamm @yoursympathy @yeshaddyido @yvhes @yesheartbeatharry @zayntoxicateme @zourry2k18 @zarriealbum @zyul

A mini follow forever but here ya go. All these blogs are fucking amazing.

[strawberriestyles]

HELLO ALL. I recently reached a goal that I’ve had for this blog and I cannot thank you enough! Y’all have really stuck by me from the beginning. I love you endlessly. I miss you very much and I will be around pretty soon, okay?

I PUT ALL OF THE HARRY/RELATED BLOGS THAT I FOLLOW SO HERE WE GO. Bolded are those who I’ve spoken to or just really admire.

@adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy / @adonisstyles / @aggresivelyfriendly / @aisforaubrey / @akastyles / @androgynoustyles / @angelharoldd / @apintforniall / @aqua-harry / @awharrys / @a-butterfly-on-his-tummy / @a-lirry-lover

@babyhoneyed / @babymyharry / @banginghoranbang / @beeandhearttattoos / @beggingforfics / @benwinstagram / @berrynarrybanana / @beststyles / @bitchofthetimes / @black-ink-rose / @booksncoffee / @bribe-the-door / @bubblecumhxrry

@canistay-haz / @carolina-kiwi / @causeitsweird / @causeshesinlovewithme / @cheshirepuddin / @chrissy22787 / @criedinacoolway  / @cuddlemusclestyles / @cupcakelirry

@dadshirtking / @dailyniall / @deathbyfics / @debbie-harry-styles / @dimpleenthusiast / @dirtystyles / @domestic-styles / @druggedaiquiri / @drunkrry / @ducksongmp3

@eatmeinthehallway / @edwardstyles / @elaric / @ever-since-kiwi

@fairylightsstyles / @fauxfables / @ferventlys / @flickersesh / @flickervinyl / @ft-dt

@geenalovesthelittlethings / @giveyouthisgiveyouthat / @glossharry / @gucciloafer

@habibharry / @hairbnb / @hallwayharry / @halsetto / @harriesbuns / @harriestyles514 / @harryandlana / @harryandmesohappily / @harryasfood / @harrybutterflies / @harrycarryme / @harryforvogue / @harryguccistyles / @harryhateblog / @harryimaginedstories / @harryispink / @harrylookbook / @harrypeaches / @harrysaliengirlfriend / @harrysanchortat / @harrysblacknailpolish / @harrysbunshun / @harrysgems / @harryshippudge / @harrysleathercollar / @harryslittlekiwis / @harryslittlelovehandles / @harryslittlepumpkin / @harrysmermaidtat / @harrysofluffy / @harrysontour / @harrysprada / @harrystylesdaily / @harrystylesgotmefuckedup / @harrystyleswriter / @harrysthighs / @harrysvintage / @harrys-beetattoo / @harrys-thick-thighs / @harryteasontable / @harryxmac / @harrywavycurly / @harry-nofookingway-styles / @harry-smiles / @harry-writings / @hcrrystvles / @heart-attack-harry / @hella-annoyed / @helplesslyharry / @henristarrs / @hes-a-rainbow / @hes-my-onlyangel / @hharrytomlinson / @holographicstyles / @holotour / @honeyedrasp / @honeymilkharry / @horansqueen / @hotmessharry / @hotpinkharry / @hrrystyles / @hs-1dfan / @hxrry

@iamnottherealharrystyles / @icanseeyourholo / @ihearthemcallingxx / @iloveyouhaz / @imaginexxharry / @imagine-that-one-thing / @imagine-them-together / @imalirrie / @imhavingyourbaby / @incalescentia / @inkedangelhaz / @inkedferns / @instaharry / @inwhichitrytowritesomething / @in-madhouses / @irish-nlessing / @islareeveswriting

@jawllines / @jollystyles / @justanchorandhope

@kalelube / @kasiopeiae

@latelatenarry / @lazystyles / @leesh / @legandaryharry / @lemoneyesharry / @liamssoloalbum / @lithographarry / @little-black-dress-24 / @lookformyownparadise / @looselucy / @lovingstyles87

@madnesswrites / @majorharry / @majorteas / @melissas173 / @mermaidsonships / @midnight-kfc / @mixed-with-intellect / @modelharry / @moonlightxoxx / @mtvstyles

@namelesspops / @narry-though / @niallandharrymakemestrong / @nialledfromfics / @nickygrimms / @nips-and-tats

@ohstylesno / @ohsweetkiwi / @oh-styles / @oh-sweetcreature / @onlyayangel / @onlyhangel / @onlyy-angell / @orisitharrystyles / @outofworkactress / @overad

@pendantstyles / @permanentcross / @pinkharold / @pocharryfics / @polarizeharry / @punkcupcakestyles / @pvnkharrie

@queenmestyles

@rawmeharry / @redcalvinsharry / @reveriehs / @revolutionaryharry / @rhi3915 / @roseonhissleeve / @rue-by-another-name / @runwiththieves

@savage-styles / @secret-rendezvous1d / @serendipitousharry / @signofthegryles / @signofthestyles / @sing-me-a-song-harry / @snoopdobb / @snowyharry / @sobewithmesohappily / @softharrysquad / @songbirdmp3 / @soulintostone / @spacebunzstyles / @spectralstyles / @spitonmeharry / @stairwaytostyles / @starboyhaz / @stylesbabygirls / @stylescenarios / @stylesdimplefeelings / @stylesonly / @stylesrecord / @stylessemantics / @stylestm / @stylesunchained / @stylesweaty / @stylishirish / @stylishmuser / @styloff / @sweetcreatured / @sweetestofcreatures / @sweetniallofmine

@tattooed-angel-harry / @thedailypayne / @thedailystyles / @thegucciwitch / @theharrydaily / @theharrystyleseffect / @thehazcast / @therosatour / @thestylesgifs / @thestylesproject / @the2k17harry / @the-well-rested-one / @tigerthightat / @tilmyfeetarewet / @tiostyles / @toasttostyles / @trulymadlysydney / @trumanxstyles / @twerkit-hxrry / @twofronteeth / @two-swallows-above-a-butterfly

@vinoharry

@wdmsusie / @wheretogofrmhere / @whoopsharrystyles / @wishfulharrie / @worldstyles

@xtired

@yeahloads / @yeahmynameissushi / @youcheekylilmonkey

@zaynxlv

@17-blackaf / @4everinsane

[everythingjonsa]

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, Game of Thrones (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jon Snow/Sansa Stark Characters: Jon Snow, Sansa Stark, Ned Stark, Catelyn Tully Stark, Robb Stark, Talisa, Arya Stark, Gendry Waters, Bran Stark, Rickon Stark, Theon Greyjoy, Joffrey Baratheon, Cersei Lannister, Robert Baratheon, Ghost (ASoIaF), Nymeria, Daenerys Targaryen, Tyrion Lannister, Brienne of Tarth, Lady (ASoIaF), Khal Drogo, Viserys Targaryen, Wyman Manderly, Wendel Manderly, Ramsay Bolton, Myranda (Game of Thrones) Additional Tags: Original Character(s), Little Lya, Slow Burn, Angst, Underage Drinking, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Little Ben, little anna, Little George - Freeform, little Nymeria, Strong Language, Minor Character Death Summary:

Jon Snow is no more the bastard he once was. He's powerful and successful, a prince in everything but name and has everything money can buy. Except what he truly wants.

A chance encounter with Sansa Stark with whom his past is entangled, yields a bombshell discovery: Jon is a father! Jon is Livid. It's a rocky reunion and old, intense feelings return with a vengeance.

Jon is determined. And what Jon Snow wants, Jon Snow gets....

Finally updated the next chapter. Sorry for the delay but was travelling with my little one and things got a bit busy. 

Please let me know if you wish to be be tagged/untagged

@kitten1618x @accuritefish @fedonciadale @littledove @mommyandherblog @icequeen28 @hopepeaceandblackgirlmagic @geekprincess26 @lanamv96 @vervainqueen7 @annarosym @hyojung12 @twilight-sparx @graceverse @booksboost @cute-poison20102014 @katwest9-blog @iqqsgonnabeokay @broadwaysprincess @trinuviel @justbrie @castalya @sestamibi-baby @sweatysnow @tamica76 @longlivetheyoungwolf @teddyduchess @riahchan @bethnoel @amnex @nina2406 @nat111love @eternallyvain @tayanassayag @ronarch2671 @yol101 @unimportantpoetry @myownblueworld @m-s-21 @vitvill98 @sansajons @poprox012-blog @devonmorgan1 @strangebirds1202 @ralphy246 @littlebird-whitewolf @jonxsansafanfiction @jonsa-creatives @fortheuselessthingsinlife @tinylonibee @irdgiaf @ladywolfmd @ohsweetkiwi @inlovewithastark @vivilove-jonsa @amymel86 @worldofjonsa @imeannooffensebabybut @sweetaprilbutterfly @lady-ofhouse-snow @lunasola14 @wolfandbatstuff 

[ohsweetkiwi]

I never meant to make you cry.

This is a blurb inspired by this post by @secret-rendezvous1d, thank you so much or letting my write this! 

A blurb about a dinner where you flip out at Anne and are left to deal with the consequences. 

You had never been someone to yell at others or start pointless arguments, you could let most things go easily and move on, you knew this and everyone at your house sitting at the table celebrating Harrys tour selling out in Europe knew this too. You were all sitting around the table, yourself and Harry, Gemma and her partner and Anne and the conversation had shifted to grandchildren, you inwardly groaned and tried to avoid the conversation allowing Gemma to talk about their plans to have a few kids now they were married. Your eyes avoided that of those at the table, busying yourself with trying to clean some of the plates at the table, your heart sunk when Anne had said your name and asked you when you were going to give her grandchildren. You looked up and smiled slightly as she started talking about what your children would look like, if they would have Harrys eyes or yours, wether they would be tall like him or short like you. She had looked over to you and asked if you had thought about it and said if you hadn't you should, “ you wont be able to have children forever my dear” she had said before launching back into various details about your hypothetical children lives, their appearances, their features and accents, things you had thought about continuously, things you and Harry had spoken about as you waited for pregnancy tests and being disappointed when they were negative. You hadn't meant to scream at her to shut up, you hadn't meant to slam down the bowl of peas you were holding or to yell at her to mind her own business and that you knew you wouldn't be young forever and you knew she’d love to have grandchildren because she told you all the time. You hadn't mean to slam the door to your bedroom so hard you could hear the photo frames on the walls rattle or sit against the door and sob into your arms. Truth be told you and Harry had been trying for the better half of a year to give Anne a grandchild, to have a baby that looked like you and Harry to love and care for, you'd spent the year trying for a baby unsuccessfully in and out of fancy specialists, getting blood drawn, crying over pregnancy tests, seeing fertility doctors and all they could tell you that you were physically fine, and yet a year on and you and Harry had nothing to show for. You had decided not to tell anyone you were trying for a baby, you didn’t want the added pressure onto of what you were putting on yourself, you had been more strict on keeping it a secret after two phantom pregnancies and a miscarriage at the beginning of the year that broke you so much you didn’t known if you could continue to try. So you knew you were out of line for yelling at Anne especially when you could hear her crying downstairs as Harry comforted her, he would be furious at you for the way you spoke to Anne. Despite being married for almost 4 years you'd never seen Harry be more protective over anyone as much as his mother, he never let anyone mistreat her or speak to her rudely, especially when it was his wife, but you wanted nothing more than to have a baby that you just lost it because you couldn't stand hearing all those things out loud, couldn't stand the questions of when you were having a baby, because you were trying so damn hard.

You had stayed in your room or the rest of the night, you couldn't face anyone yet especially not Anne and Harry, despite knowing everyone was staying overnight to wait to hear if the US tour had sold too and that you would see them in the morning right not you just couldn't do it. You had heard everyone head off to bed as you stayed in the same place in the corner of your room the whole time, next to a box of things you'd both brought for your future child, you had been stupid you thought to buy toys for a child who hadn't existed yet and despite the sobs that rippled through your body as you held them hope was still present in your heart for a child of your own.  The door had opened letting light into the dark room that was only lit by a small lamp next to your bed, you knew it was Harry by the heavy footsteps that had come up the stairs and especially when he had slammed the door causing you to jump slightly. “ Yeh owe my mother an apology” he spoke standing at the end of your bed a few meters from you even in the poorly lit bedroom you could see he was angry you didn’t speak to him just nodded scared for the fight that was inevitable at this point. “Got nothing to say now huh? After you screamed at my mother to shut up and to mind her own business” Harry hardly ever yelled at you but the tone of his voice was filled with enough venom that you could feel the tears welling up again. 
“ What was I suppose to say Harry! Tell her I have been trying to give her grandchildren, that-that I'm filling my body with hormones and getting poked and jabbed at the doctors, that having sex with you is almost a daily chore and that I can hardly look at you with children because it hurts so much and that everyday I loose hope to ever having a baby with you and it hurts so much that having someone tell me that I wont be able to have children forever is enough to make me scream”  you were standing now and couldn't help the tears that poured down your face or the fact you were shaking almost uncontrollably. “ You were suppose to tell her that we were trying, not have so little respect for the woman who raised me and ruin everyones night by being a fucking brat” You were sure the hole house could hear your yelling now, you were practically screaming over each other at this point. “ You will be lucky if she speaks to you again, what happened out there wasn't right! You weren't my wife there, you were unfair and harsh to her cruel even! My mother is a strong woman and it takes a lot to make her cry and you did” His words felt like a punch to the gut, you had always looked up to Anne as a strong woman and you felt terrible for what you had done to the woman who had taken you in with open arms, who had held you as you broke when your own mother had died and always kept you sane when Harry was on tour on the other side of the world and now you'd gone and treated her so terribly. “ I cant even look at you, get out” he spoke walking towards the door before opening it and throwing a pillow and a blanket from the bed to the hallway, you felt like an animal who'd been sent outside after being naughty. “ Harry please” you cried walking towards him grabbing his hand only for him to yank it away from yours almost in what looks like disgust. “ I said get out!”

You had stood in the hallway your bedroom door locked closed you were trying to hold your cries in but your sobbing was probably loud enough now that there was no way anyone in the house could not hear you. You had grabbed your blanket and pillow and headed to the lounge room, your cries not slowing at all as you walked through the pitch black house, you couldn't even work up the energy to place the bedding onto the couch and instead you curled up into a ball on the soft material on the floor and let out the cries you'd been holding in. You weren't sure how long you had laid there with your eyes closed shut before a light above you was turned on and Annes all too familiar perfume filled the air as she sat next to you on the floor. “ Come here my darling, it’s okay” her arms brought you into her chest where you wrapped your arms around her like a small child crying as she patted your hair shushing you. “ I-I’m s-sorry Anne, I was so rude” you could hardly get words out you were so hysterical. “ I know your sorry my dear, If id known I would've never pushed you like that” You didn’t understand how she could be so lovely to you despite you reaction to her earlier. “ I never meant to make you cry”  You laid there for a while in silence, your sobs and cries becoming less frequent while she continued to rub your back in a soothing motion. “ Harrys hates me” you spoke quietly a while later you had sat up on the couch now the two of you still sitting close together. “ I know my son love, he's upset and angry, but he could never hate you” Something about her words reassured you a bit, but you knew it wouldn't be that simple.

You and Anne had spoken for about an hour after that you apologised a dozen of times and she assured you continuously she forgave you. You walked silently back to your room and opened the door to see Harry laying facing away from you on his phone the light illuminating the otherwise dark room. You didn’t know what to say to him, you wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms and for him to hold you and kiss your head goodnight, but you weren't stupid enough to realise it wasn't that easy. Your head reeled with thoughts that you'd go near him and he'd tell you to get out, that he hated you and that he didn’t love you, and although you knew they were in your head, it didn’t stop the fear from creeping up, You pulled your clothes off replacing it with one of his shirts from the floor and placed the pillow he’d thrown out for you on the bed softy not wanting to disturb your husband too much. “ I said I didn't want to see you” his words weren't laced with anger this time but he still stayed facing away from you as you pulled back the blankets and slipped in facing your back to his. “ Do you still love me?” your words were softer than you thought they'd come out, your voice had cracked at the end and you were almost scared to hear his answer. He turned around in the bed to face your back you couldn't see him but his brows were furrowed at why you would ask such a question. “ I will always love you, you drive me crazy y/n, and sometimes you make so mad that I say harsh things but I love you” his arms snaked around your waist and pulled you in close and he placed a kiss on your head. “ I hope our babies are like your mum, strong and forgiving” You wrapped your hands in his kissing his knuckles softy, you would never have thought that night would result to anything good, but in a few months time you laid in that same position and said the same sentence this time 5 months pregnant.

This is one of my favourite pieces Ive written so I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. Please reblog if you liked it, it helps my little blog out a lot. Feel free to request things it makes me super happy! x ohsweetkiwi 

[isitstraightvodka]

20 Questions

I was tagged by @heart-attack-harry, thank you, Court!

1. Favourite smell: Vanilla.  2. Last time I cried: Less than 12 hours ago. 3. Favourite pizza: Pepperoni or Meatlovers.  4. Favourite Flower: Roses and tulips. 5. Favourite dog breed: German Shepard, they’re gorgeous. 6. Untie laces before shoes come off: Sometimes I can’t be bothered, ya know? 7. Roller coaster: Not the biggest fan. 8. Favourite ice cream: Belgain chocolate. 9. Pet peeve: People biting their nails, I hate that so much. 10. Shorts or jeans: Jeans. 11. What are you listening to right now: Nothing. 12. Colour of your vehicle: My dad’s car is silver. 13. Colour of eyes: Green. 14. Favourite food: Chinese or Indian, anything spicy. 15. Favourite drink: I love freshly-made pineapple juice or lemonade, and wine. 16. Night owl or mornings: Night owl. 17. Favourite day of the week: Friday. 18. Do you have a nick name: Liv, Livs, Via, my girlfriend calls me Livvy :’) 19. Favourite music: I love all music honestly. 20. Tattoos: I have a few that I want.

i tag: @wintryharry, @trulymadlysydney, @nicegood-golden, @seb-styles, @ohsweetkiwi, @butterfly-harrys and @jollystyles xx

[harrystylesficreccomendations]

do you know any fics where y/n takes care of harry like whether he’s sick or sad etc just y/n taking care of him fics

here are some!

sick by @harrystylesandharrypotter

sick for the holidays by @niallsstainedcoffeecup

sick by @ohsweetkiwi

one condition by @vocalharry

are you okay? by @wroteasongabouther

sickness by @guccixstyless

harry won’t admit hes sick by @idkthisisjustforfanfic

harry gets the flu by @blackmilkshake

[secret-rendezvous1d]

Hii can I ask your favorite blog please ? ( like an idiot I deleted mine and I don’t remember who I was following but I remember following a lot of person bc of you )

I have a load of favourite blogs; and I’m sure I’ll forget some people on here but I promise that it wasn’t intentional! I’ve got a misty brain tonight so bear with me, haha…

@horanandstylesaremyonlyreason // @geenalovesthelittlethings // @stylishmuser // @canistay-haz // @cuddlemusclestyles // @trulymadlysydney // @iloveyouhaz // @mixed-with-intellect // @harrylillies // @ever-since-kiwi // @bribe-the-door // @harry-writings // @hestylesno // @twerkit-hxrry // @harrysanchortat // @stylesunchained // @harrywavycurly // @imagine-that-one-thing // @hardliquorhaz // @hes-a-rainbow // @a-butterfly-on-his-tummy // @pendantstyles // @h-styles-babes // @niallandharrymakemestrong // @oh-styles // @domestic-styles // @bubblecumhxrry // @victorialovesmrstyles // @aqua-harry // @harryforvogue // @harrystylesgotmefuckedup // @inwhichitrytowritesomething // @nips-and-tats // @sweet-kiwi // @ohsweetkiwi // @harrysgucciloafers // @carmineharry // @harrys-thick-thighs // @whoopsharrystyles // @kasiwrites

There are probably loads more but these are the ones that pop up in my Recommended tag and my likes a lot more often. And they’re blogs I absolutely bloody adore with my entirety. I hope this helps out, my love. xx

[goldensunflower]

Thank you for tagging me to this @wastethen8 ❤️😍❤️

rules: bold everything that applies to you & tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better.

A P P E A R A N C E

I’m over 5′5″. I wear glasses/contacts. I have blonde hair. I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing. I have one or more piercings. I have at least one tattoo. I have blue/green eyes. I have dyed or highlighted my hair. I have gotten plastic surgery. I have or had braces. I sunburn easily. I have freckles. I paint my nails. I typically wear makeup. I don’t often smile. I am pleased with how I look. I prefer Nike to Adidas. I wear baseball hats backwards.

H O B B I E S  A N D  T A L E N T S

I play a sport. I can play an instrument. I am artistic. I know more than one language. I have won a trophy in some sort of competition. I can cook or bake without a recipe. I know how to swim. I enjoy writing. I can do origami. I prefer movies to tv shows. I can execute a perfect somersault. I enjoy singing. I could survive in the wild on my own. I have read a new book series this year. I enjoy spending time with friends. I travel during school or work breaks. I can do a handstand.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

I am in a relationship. I have been single for over a year. I have a crush. I have a best friend I have known for ten years. My parents are together. I have dated my best friend. I am adopted. My crush has confessed to me. I have a long distance relationship. I am an only child. I give advice to my friends. I have made an online friend. I met up with someone I have met online.

A E S T H E T I C S

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell. I have watched the sunrise. I enjoy rainy days. I have slept under the stars. I meditate outside. The sound of chirping calms me. I enjoy the smell of the beach. I know what snow tastes like. I listen to music to fall asleep (sometimes). I enjoy thunderstorms. I enjoy cloud watching. I have attended a bonfire. I pay close attention to colours. I find mystery in the ocean. I enjoy hiking on nature paths. Autumn is my favourite season.

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle. I am the mom friend. I live by a certain quote. I like the smell of sharpies. I am involved in extracurricular activities. I enjoy Mexican food. I can drive a stick-shift. I believe in true love. I make up scenarios to fall asleep. I sing in the shower. I wish I lived in a video game. I have a canopy above my bed. I am multiracial. I am a redhead. I own at least three dogs.

I tag: @aesthetic-mendes1998x @adoreyoushe @nightflowerhes @reddye23 @lostinshawnsmemory @curlsofshawn @shawnshandwrittensongs @bolioarmy22 @stylesseason @ohsweetkiwi

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Tag Game WOO

tag game rules: copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you’re done tag up to 10 people….most importantly, have fun! :)


I’ve been tagged by @tc-eenzoned hehe thank you bby girl <33 

a / age: 16

b / biggest fear: not being able to have my own kids in the future and losing someone I love

c / current time: 10-ish

d/ drink you had last: Water

e / every day starts with: loud TV blasting in the room

f / favourite song: Two Ghosts by Harry Styles

g/ ghosts are real?: I believe in spirits, do they count?


h / hometown: somewhere in the philippines


i / in love with: anything to do with the arts, except digital :’)


j / jealous of: not much i think?


k / killed someone: Nope, emotionally, maybe. You may or may not know :))

l / last time you cried: A couple days ago 

m / middle name: Ester

n / number of siblings: 2

o / one wish: To be accepted and not be judged by the way I look

p / person you last called/texted: father dear hehe 

q / questions you’re always asked: Why do you have such different laughs? What are you afraid of? Did you move on? Why do you enjoy writing about plus- sized women?

r / reasons to smile: All the blessings I have been blessed with for the past 16 years of living

s / song last sung: Can I be Him by James Arthur

t / time you woke up: 12 pm

u / underwear colour: does it matter?


v / vacation destination: New York

w/ worst habbit: Popping pimples when they arent ready yet


x / xrays you have had: my ankle

y / your favourite food: anything!! 


z / zodiac sign: Leo

I’m probs not gonna tag much bc im a lil lazy HAHAH but have fun!! @asiraphale @harry-smiles @ohsweetkiwi @jawllines

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Tag Game

Tag Game! tag game rules: copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in your own. when you’re done tag up to 10 people….most importantly, have fun! :) 
I’ve been tagged by @ohsweetkiwi Thanks Sweets! a / age: over 21 b / biggest fear: Heights and losing family members. (Same) c / current time: 12:42 pm d/ drink you had last: water e / every day starts with: Thanking above that I woke up again f / favourite song: Today it’s Carolina g/ ghosts are real?: I don’t know, I’d like to know though. (Same) 
h / hometown: USA 
i / in love with: Harry and my loved ones 
j / jealous of: Everyone 
k / killed someone: Nope l / last time you cried: Yesterday from a Fan Fic m / middle name: Not given one n / number of siblings: 1 o / one wish: Peace, Equality and Good Health for all p / person you last called/texted: Mother (Same) q / questions you’re always asked: Are you xxx?  you look like someone I know r / reasons to smile: Sunshine, Rain, I woke up, and my family. s / song last sung: Carolina, La la la la la ... t / time you woke up: 8:08 am u / underwear colour: Grey 
v / vacation destination: Europe (same) w/ worst habit: munching in between meals 
x / xrays you have had: Head, back , knees, pelvis and feet y / your favourite food: Pizza 
z / zodiac sign: Virgo I don’t want to be annoying but I tag @harry-writings, @kronner21love55, @dadshirtking  @ohsweetkiwi

[ohsweetkiwi]

Conflict and Confined Spaces

A bit of angst for you all, she and Harry are bickering and reading an article about their relationship only intensifies it more. 

You and Harry had been bickering on and off all day, it had started over you not being ready on time for a breakfast meeting he had wanted you to come to, it then was about a pair of boots you had left in the lounge room he had tripped over while on a business call, the pair of trousers that were on the line when it had started rain that you hadn't gotten off and now were wet. They were petty little things, he was stressed you understood that he had so much on at the moment with press for Dunkirk and finalising things for the tour, but this didn’t mean he could take everything out on you. Things didn’t get any better when it was time for the two of you to get ready for a dinner with some of his friends, you had gotten ready before him to avoid the same argument that had happened earlier that day and spent the time on the couch reading news articles on your laptop, it was something you'd come accustom to, you'd loved to keep up to date with current affairs generally skipping over the gossip section not having the patience to read anything related to Harry or the friends he had made in the industry, but when a headline accusing Harry of cheating come up on your timeline you hadn't scrolled past like you generally would have. Maybe it was the bickering the two of you had done all day, or the way he had told you to shut up this morning when you had argued back at him that made your eyes stick to the screen taking every word in analysing every piece of “evidence” the writer had provided. She was a friend of Harrys the girl the article was about Jess, you didn't know her well just knew she was at a lot of the parties you had attended with him over the years, the article had spoken about the two of you, your relationship that had been going on for 2 and a half years. The article had quoted a “reliable source” who said that your relationship had been on the rocks over the last couple of months, it was true you and Harry had been fighting more frequently but you'd never have called your relationship on the rocks, there were photos of Harry and Jess leaving a few cafes and restaurants and one from a club. You tried not to let any of this get in your head, he loved you no matter how much you fought, he had always had female friends and you'd never been jealous of them and she was no different they had just ran into a few more photographers than usual. He had always sworn that he would never cheat, but people lied, you'd had your heart broken before by cheaters and you’d promised yourself you’d never allow that to happen to you again.

Your overthinking had been interrupted by him calling your name, you looked up from your computer quickly shutting the lid to see him coming down the stairs. “ Put a jacket on will yeh we don't need yeh distracting everyone with your breasts” he hardly looked at you as he commented causing you to cross your arms across your chest suddenly insecure about your outfit. You'd done as he said, in any other situation he'd never say anything about what you wore and if he did you would have told him to back off, but that article was chipping away at your confidence bit by bit. The car was silent and so was the ride up the elevator and you were almost relieved not to have to speak to him, you wanted to question him about the article, it wasn't unusual to see stuff like this in the papers and your usually just discuss it and move on but tonight he could barley look at you. He had grabbed your hand as you exited the elevator and you pulled away instinctively when you saw your table with Jess sitting there looking perfect and gorgeous, you were thankful for the dull lighting so no one could see the way your fake smile had dropped and been replaced with sadness. You hated it was getting to you this much, that when you had so sit next to Harry with her directly across from you, you felt sick it wasn't her fault that she had been the target of a cheating article with Harry, but the more your watched the two of them interact the more you saw how they got along so well. The conversation between the group was constant enough that you only had to fake a laugh and give short responses occasionally throughout the night and when Grimmy and Loud sent concerning looks your way you just had to fake yawn to get their attention off you.

You thought you were doing fine at keeping your emotions at bay, from letting jealousy creep into your veins and make you regret your actions, that was until they started a conversation about a nightclub they'd gone to together, but it wasn't just any nightclub it was where you and Harry had met. The club in discussion was renown for its 80’s and 90’s music nights, you and Harry had met there and it had become your spot and you'd spent most of your anniversaries there rocking out to the classics and to know he had taken her there had shattered your heart into a thousand pieces. You had excused yourself in the middle of your conversation and had made a beeline for the bathrooms a few stray tears making their way down your face. You had walked past the toilets and through the slightly ajar door that lead to the rooftop of the restaurant, you'd allowed yourself to slide down the wall and rest your head against your knees, you willed yourself to stop crying to stop thinking about the article and Harry and Jess and how she was gorgeous and everything you weren’t. The door had opened and out the corner of your eyes seen Harrys familiar shoes walk to where you sat. “ I just need a minute Harry, Ill be back to keep up appearances soon” your words came out dryly not lifting you head from your knees to look at him, you didn’t need to he would have a scowl on his face like he had whenever he had looked at you today. “ Is this your rebuttal for the fighting today to just sit at the table like you’re there against your will while everyones trying to have a good time” he spoke his words with anger which made your head snap up and raise your eyebrow at him. “ Yes of course I live to make your life difficult Harry, didn't you know?” the sarcasm and annoyance dripped from your words and he had shook his head at you. “ Yeh know I was really looking to tonight and then you've gone and acted like a brat and ruined it” he shook his head again before going to leave the rooftop. “ Looking forward to seeing Jess you mean” the words hadn't meant to leave your lips, they were meant to be snarky comment in your head, but now they were out in the open and you couldn't take them back. “ what are yeh talkin about” his ignorance or blatant lying infuriated you “ Don’t act dumb Harry! You took her to our club, where we met and have spent every anniversary, our spot” You had yelled at him this time as you stood up the tears had started again a look of realisation washed over his face. “ You’re not seriously upset about that are you?” You rolled your eyes at his response and had wanted nothing more to be the brat he accused you of being and throwing a fit and screaming at him. “ You know what I cant do this here, I’m too tired for this Harry” you sighed a stray tear rolling down your face, you couldn't look at him without wanting to scream, and you didn’t want to ruin this night anymore than it had already been ruined.

To your surprise he had followed you out to the table and before you could say a thing he had told everyone you weren't feeling well and he was going to take you home, he left money for the bill and the two of you left without a word. The elevator ride was silent and longer than you had remembered it being on the way up, until it stopped all together with a slight drop and the main lights turned off and emergency lights dully filled the space. You had groaned loudly before repeating the word no about 6 times, you couldn't be trapped in an elevator while fighting with Harry with no where to escape to when things got to much. “ Are yeh gonna speak to me now” you turned to face him you could feel the anger slowly fizzing out and all that would remain would be hurt. You just looked at him, the person you fell in love with was there somewhere, underneath the stress and anger of the day your Harry was still there you knew that, and thats what hurt you most that despite knowing he was yours this doubt and scary feeling of betrayal and thoughts that he was cheating filled your mind. “  Are you cheating with Jess?” the words had slipped out of your mouth as tears poured out your eyes, his facial expression turned from shock to confusion before he looked you in the eyes standing up. 
“ Yeh think I'm cheating with Jess?” his words were a mix of hurt and confusion. “ You took here to our place Harry, there are pap photos of the two of you everywhere, I don't know what to think” you raised your voice at him a sob leaving your throat as you finished your sentence, you had let your legs collapse into a kneeling position on the floor and allowed yourself to cry harder than you did on the rooftop. Harry had stepped towards you but you had told him no. “ Baby Im not cheating on yeh, I-I would never, Jess and I are just friends I promise yeh” You had allowed him to get closer and bend down in front of you, still keeping his distance but watching you carefully with his green eyes. “ I read a stupid article and I believed everything, you'd been so cold to me and we had fought all day and then I saw how well you get along and she's so pretty” you had worked yourself up so much that hiccups had accompanied your cries, Harry didn't say anything just wrapped his arms around you before lifting you so you were between his legs your face in his neck. He had shushed you and reassured you for the first half an hour of being stuck in the lift and had you giggling over how stupid the two of you had been for fighting all day for the next 1 and a half hours. You were more than relived when the electricians fixed the problem and you safely exited the elevator, the two of you looked crazy when the doors opened the two of you sitting on the floor your tear streamed smiling face and his white shirt which had black spots from your mascara.

Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed it, please reblog and feel free to request! I will now be uploading on Wednesdays and Sundays to fit into my work schedule a little more! x Ohsweetkiwi 

[ohsweetkiwi]

Dr Styles

Dr Harry Styles was an elite cardio thoracic surgeon and the best in the field, he was also the hottest doctor in the hospital and you were the surgical intern who happened to have a huge crush your boss. 

There was no denying that being a surgical intern was hard. The hours, the being a slave to your attending, the blood, the competition to be the best against every other intern, the constant expectation to not kill anyone. So when starting out at a new hospital after moving across the country you never expected to add falling in love with your attending to the list of things making being an intern hard. Dr Harry Styles was not only one of the best cardio surgeons in the country, a badass in the OR constantly trying new techniques and letting the interns try things way above their skill level, but he was extremely attractive. You’d always thought that the thing about no one ever looking good in scrubs was true, but the second you had seen Dr Styles in those blue scrubs post heart transplant you knew they’d never seen him. You were in awe of him as were so many other interns, people fought over who would be in surgeries with him argued over who sat near his table in the cafeteria and there was waiting list to watch him do a teaching lab, and you were on it.

You were late, running through the hospital avoiding crashing into any nurses, patients or anything else than may have been lining the hallways. The first day of being taught by Dr Styles and you had to have been thrown up on by someone in the emergency room after picking up an extra shift to try and pay off the medical school bills you had ,requiring you to change scrubs and run 3 minutes and 45 seconds late to pre rounds. You had hopped you’d be able to sneak in ad go unnoticed, there was 6 others being taught by him today, you were an intern, so unimportant he’d never even realise you were gone. “ Dr Y/L/N, please explain to me, your fellow interns and Mrs O’hare who is in heart failure and needing surgery today why your 3 minutes and 47 seconds late” he didn’t even make eye contact with you while the words laced with venom slipped out causing everyone in the room stare at you, wild eyed and out of breathe from running. “ Im sorry Dr Styles, Mrs O’hare, I was thrown up on in the ER I didn’t want to show up covered in vomit” you scrambled out apologising, the interns snickering away before Dr Styles shushed them and continued on talking about the patient.

The day dragged on, between checking on patients and taking blood samples from Dr Styles to the labs to patients from their rooms to CT, MRI or x-ray you were exhausted. The main competition between interns was who could clock the most hours in the OR and being the new girl the attending’s didn’t know you as well as the others therefore not trusting you in their surgeries like the others. You were at the nurses station outside Mrs O’hares room updating her chart downing your 4th cup of coffee when you heard someone clear their throat. “ Dr Y/L/N , an update on Mrs O’hare please” his accent was so dreamy to you as someone who had grown up in another country that it took you a second to register what he said before snapping back to focus and giving him an update “ Hmm, have you ever seen a heart transplant y/n?” Harry spoke staring at you with such intense eyes, ones that you knew had been at the hospital much longer than your average surgeon. “ No Dr Styles Ive seen videos and read about it in medical journals but never in real life” you spoke shakily, there goes another surgery you thought, experiencing a heart transplant was a major benefit, one you knew the others in your intern year had seen and you hadn’t. “ That settles it then, prep Mrs O’hare for surgery in an hour and bring her to OR 4, you’re assisting me” you thanked him as he walked away like he had asked you to grab him a coffee rather than offering you a case that could put you in the lead of your intern class. You were ecstatic over the moon to be able to see the surgery let alone be in the same room as such an outstanding surgeon.

The surgery had been amazing, you were allowed to open the patient and was allowed to stay next to the table to assist with clamps and suction the whole surgery, until Mrs O’hare’s heart stopped beating and she died. You’d never lost a patient before, never been in the room when a patient coded or was shocked, sure you knew how to do all the things if need be they happen, but you’d never been in the situation to realise how much it hurt. You stood at the basin scrubbing trying not to cry, you had no idea how hard this would be, especially  now when your surgical icon was in the other room signing a piece of paper to hand over the patients body to the morgue before he walked into the scrub room and started washing next to you. “ You did great in there today Dr Y/L/N, losing a patient is hard, but you have to remember they knew the risks and that you did everything you could to save them” he spoke quietly into the room sensing that you weren’t the same bubbly girl you had been when the surgery had started 4 hours ago. A tear had slipped down you cheek, you couldn’t wipe it away till you had finished scrubbing which meant you couldn’t also stop the stream of little  tears that decided to flow. “ How do you do this Dr Styles? How do you get over it , I wasn’t even the lead surgeon and all I feel like doing is crying because she’s dead” you just about sobbed. “ You don’t get over your first death Dr Y/L/N, you learn that you did your best like you swore an oath to do and that you learnt from that a patient and you will try harder next time” he spoke calmly finishing scrubbing and leaning against the basin to look at you. “ She was someones mum, and grandma and wife and sister and daughter and she’s gone because we couldn’t get her back” you couldn’t help the tears from flowing now and you were thankful it was just the two of you in the room to see you sob over the basin. “ Please don’t cry y/l” Dr Styles spoke so sweetly causing you to look up at him. You’d never realised how young he was before now, he’d only just be a few years older than you but you’d completely over looked it due to his success in the field. “ Im sorry Dr Styles, I just wanted to do so well today, I didn’t think she’d die” you cried and before you could even register it he had pulled you into his scrubs covered chest rubbing  his hand on your back to sooth you while shushing you and telling you everything would be okay.

You had stayed like that in the scrub room for a few minutes as you slowly calmed down while Dr Styles had held you. “ Thank you” you said wiping your eyes as you pulled away from his embrace tears now on his dark navy scrubs. “ Your welcome y/n, but Im your attending so this cant happen again. Im here to teach you, and if I come to believe you cant recover from a loss of patients well in the future, I will have to let the hospital know your inability to be a surgeon death is something you need to come to terms with, understand?” the kind, sweet man who had just been there comforting you was long gone and in his place took a surgeon who could barely look you in the eye. “ Yes, sir I understand” you spoke looking down at your feet suddenly feeling embarrassed of what had just happened. “ Good, I want notes on what happened in the surgery and what could have changed the outcome in Mrs O’hare’s file in an hour” he curtly spoke before exiting the room, the sudden realisation that Dr Harry Styles had the inability to make or break your career, and despite your major crush and the sweetness you had just encountered, it had dawned on you that ,this precise moment could give him reason to end your career.

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