My I Request Some Kind Of Fluff Where You Paint Harrys Nail With Pleasing And Matching The Colors With

my I request some kind of fluff where you paint harrys nail with pleasing and matching the colors with urs where he paint yours

-𝐇𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 || 𝐇.𝐒

Pairing: bf!harry x reader

Content warnings: fluff, talk about children/futures

Word count: 723

A/n: of course love <3 this is kinda playful Harry, I love him and I hope you do tooooo! (Sorry for the wait) masterlist

Harry was overloaded with meetings. I knew by the time he got home he’d probably only want to cuddle, or a bath. One or the other.

The front door opened and his bright eyes found me right away, sprawled on our couch watching a random episode of a reality show.

“Love, let me color your nails.” His voice echoed over the tv.

“What?” My eyes followed him.

“We’ve got these new samples I wanna try out, come on.” He takes a seat next to me and takes out a bag full of Pleasing nail polishes from his tote.

I smile at how excited he’s getting, scattering shades of green, blues and pinks he had.

“Pick one.” He pushes the samples towards me.

“I don’t get a kiss hello?” I laugh.

His eyes widen before he’s smothering me with kisses. Forehead. Cheeks. Lips. Neck. Forehead. Nose. Cheeks. Neck. Nose. Lips.

“Ok, ok.” I laugh, averting his lips to mine once more then pulling away.

“Choose.” He laid them out in his hands. I chose blue and pink and he grinned.

“Fine line.” I voiced.

“I figured.”

He got to coloring my nails while I went back to the show I was watching. It went on and on, but nothing seemed to make sense. Not when Harry was next to me to talk to.

I paused the show and carefully untucked my feet from behind me. He pulled back, cautiously watching my nails as my legs spread onto his lap.

Once I stilled, he continued.

“How was your day?” I asked.

“Fun. We talked about marketing and all that boring stuff, but at the end, they showed us some polish samples of the colors I chose out last week. They told me I had to choose out of the twenty they made.”

I looked back at the table where the polishes rested, only three of them.

“Brought the ones I thought you’d look really pretty in.” He said.

I looked back up at him, eyes going over every curve that showed how concentrated he was. The crease between his brows, the dimple he smiled when he was satisfied, and the ones on his forehead from age.

“Finished.”

“That fast?”

“Mhm.”

He blew on them before tilting them towards me. It was obvious he was more experienced than me. Since I was young was I coloring my nails with cheap nail polish that didn’t quite cover my nail, but covered nearly half my finger instead. Harry’s job was neater, not a single smudge was evident.

“My turn.” He turned aggressively. My legs fell from his lap, and as soon as the same polishes were in my hands, he stretched his legs on me like I did to him. “We can match.”

He smiled widely as I started with his thumb.

“You’re like a child.” I laughed.

“What? How?” He whined, a start of a laugh edging his words.

“You’re so excited about nail polish and showing me your new projects.”

“It only means I’d get along great with my own.”

“Yeah.” I smiled just imagining little Harry’s and me’s running around.

“Baby,”

“Harry,” His toe stabbed my side in response, making me flinch. I gave him a warning look and he quickly mouthed a ‘sorry’ before I returned back to his, slightly smudged, pink nail.

“Hypothetically, if we did have a family, how many would you want?”

I didn’t want to answer quite yet, too scared to give an answer that he wouldn’t like. “How many would you want?” I bounced the question back.

He shook his head with a smirk but answered anyways. “Seven. I’d want to live in the suburbs while our kids— Molly, Timber, Amber, George, Clementine, Kennedy, and lily— scurry down a block or two with us to school.”

Fear flushed me when the word ‘Seven’ bounced out of his mouth. He had to be bluffing. But I refused to look anywhere but his nails and the brush atop it.

He burst into laughter and lifted my chin up to see him with one of his blank fingers. “I’m only kidding, love.”

I pushed his shoulder lightly and waited until he settled down from his fit. Tears threatened to drop from the edge of his eyes.

“We’d only have six.” He said.

“Hypothetically.”

“Yes, obviously.” Snark lingered in his words.

You pop, when we get intimate

husband!Harry Styles x fem!reader

summary - how your moans made their way into the background of cinema

warnings - smut, poorly written, slight voyeurism? Harry wants to put your moans in a song so yeah, fluff

wordcount - 2,8k

a/n - Oh god, this one physically drained me. I've been writing it since like august, but the smut never came out right, I hope you like this one, my second smut ever and I'm still a bit awkward writing it so patience, please.

If you have any feedback on my writing, please let me know, it would help tremendously,

Hope you enjoy it.

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“You want to what?” You almost screeched as you looked at Harry with wide eyes.

“You heard me right,” he smirked.

You knew Harry could be unhinged when it came to his music. In his previous work, he wasn’t afraid to use intimate bits and pieces of your relationship, just to complete the storytelling. But this was too much, even for him.

“You are absolutely crazy,” you laughed and shook your head.

He had to be joking. Right?

This wasn’t what you were expecting today. You and Harry were both at home. You were working on a project for work and he was working on songs in his home studio. After being locked away in there for about 5 hours straight he came out into the kitchen and nonchalantly asked the craziest question you’ve ever heard.

“Will you let me put your moans into one of my songs?”

“Look, we don’t have to do it, I understand if you are uncomfortable, but I think it would go in the song perfectly,” he shrugged as he moved closer to the couch, where you were sitting. He crouched in front of you and you opened your legs to make space for him between your legs.

“I don’t know Har,” you mumbled as you leaned closer to him. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him. It was an awkward position but you didn’t mind, you were glad to finally have him with you after he spent the few previous hours locked away in his studio.

“As I said, baby, if you are uncomfortable, it’s out of the window, you know I would never force you to do anything you don’t want to,” he kissed your cheek gently and placed his forehead against your temple.

“Let me think about it hm?” You asked and he nodded happily.

“Thank you,” he mumbled as he pressed his lips against yours softly.

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That was 2 weeks ago, and to be honest, you thought about his question non-stop. You roughly knew what he wanted to do. He didn’t want to put your moans to the forefront of the song. He wanted them in the background, just loud enough to slightly hear over the music, he didn’t think anyone would catch onto them after the first listen, and that calmed your mind slightly.

Harry was spending the night at his studio in the city when you decided to agree to his proposition. It wasn’t unusual for him to spend nights at the studio. He always said that he felt the most inspired when he worked alone and during the night, and you could understand that.

You retyped the text a few times before you hit send. Just a couple of minutes later, a long voice message came from Harry.

“Oh my God, are you for real? Are you 100% sure? I don’t want you to do this just because I wanted it, please tell me you are sure,” even though he sounded concerned, you could hear a tinge of hope and happiness in his voice.

“Yes, I am sure, I know you would never do anything to hurt or embarrass me, I trust you with my life, Harry,” you sent back a voice message and quickly moved to gather your stuff and get to the studio.

It wasn’t far away, only about 15 minutes from your shared apartment. You listened to a podcast you started listening to while you were working earlier that day as you drove towards the studio.

You parked in the parking lot beside the studio and got out. The lights in the entire building were out, only reassuring you that Harry was in the building alone, maybe except for a couple of security guards, who were going to stay on the bottom floor, so it didn’t bother you.

You walked into the building and greeted the security guard who had a shift that night. You handed him your ID for him to check your name on the list of people who have access and wished you a good night.

You took the elevator to the rented studio, which was on the 8th floor. As the elevator slowed down, you called Harry to let you in.

“Hey, I’m here, can you let me in please?”

“Of course, love, I’m going to be right there,”

You only waited for about 2 minutes, before the door opened up and your husband appeared.

“Hey,” he smiled and pulled you towards him. He rested his chin against your shoulder as he gently swayed your bodies from side to side. You reveled in the feeling for a few moments before he slowly pulled away.

“Come on,” he tugged on your hand and pulled you into the studio with him.

He locked the door behind the two of you and led you towards a small couch in the back of the room. He sat down, pulled you right on top of him in one fluid motion, and rested his palms on your hips.

“I missed you,” he mumbled as he peppered small kisses around your face.

“I missed you too,” you smiled and rubbed his back gently.

“Baby, are you absolutely sure?” He asked concerned.

“Do you want me to change my mind? Because it sounds like you do,” you teased as you swiped your fingers around the surface of his cheeks.

“Let me get things ready, drink some of my tea if you want, it should be still hot,” he smiled and handed you the mug full of herbal tea.

You took the mug into your hands and blew on the tea gently. You watched Harry as he toyed with the soundboard and the computer from the couch. After a few minutes, you placed the mug on the table in front of you and stood up.

You moved towards him as quietly as you could, trying to scare him. He squealed lowly as you dug your fingers into his sides. You wrapped your hands around him while he quietly laughed at your antics. You raised to your tippy-toes and placed your chin on his shoulder.

“You little minx,” he smiled and opened up a program on his computer screen.

“Are you done?” You asked and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck.

“Almost, be patient,” he mumbled. Your eyes wandered from the screen to the profile of Harry’s face. You allowed yourself to admire him for a while before he spoke up.

“I can see you staring,” Harry said absentmindedly.

“I am getting bored and horny, so hurry up,” you whined jokingly.

“I am done, the mic is on, we can go in,” he turned around and pulled you into him. He kissed you gently, and unhurriedly. Even though the both of you knew what was going to happen in the next few minutes, the kiss didn’t get steamy. It stayed soft and gentle as if to bring each other comfort.

“You can still say no, you can always say no, I won’t get mad,” he reminded you as he placed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes in bliss.

“I know,” you rolled your eyes. “You told me like 5 times already,” you joked and he ‘tsked’ and raised your chin to keep you looking at him.

“I want you to be comfortable, and know that you can back out anytime you feel like it is becoming too much,” he stroked your cheek. You nodded in acknowledgment and tugged at his hand.

“C’mon, let’s get this over with,” you said.

“Eager, are we?” he teased but complied and let you lead him to the booth.

“You were hopeful, weren’t you?” You teased when you saw the inside of the booth. There were blankets and pillows strewn across the floor, with some towels and water bottles to the side. Your heart fluttered. You couldn’t have asked for more. The fact that he went out of his way to do this to try and make you feel more comfortable made your heart squeeze inside your chest.

“Guess you could say I had a hunch,” he winked jokingly and pulled you into the booth. He pulled you to sit down on the floor which was cushioned by the soft pillows.

“It’s so cozy, I love it,” you mumbled as you ran your hands over the soft fabric around you.

“Only the best for you, my love,” he smiled.

“C’mere baby, let me kiss you,” Harry pulled you onto his lap and quickly pressed his lips to yours. You stayed like that for a while. Pressed up against each other, lips moving against each other.

“Turn around baby, sit between my legs, it’s going to sound better that way,” he whispered into your ear and you complied. You shifted your weight and turned around, careful not to hurt him. You nested between his legs and pressed your back against his chest. You felt him lean against the wall behind him and get comfortable.

When the both of you got comfortable, you turned your head to the side, so you could face him.

“How are we going to do this?” You asked curiously.

“Well, I don’t think I’m going to be able to fuck you unless I want all of the moans in the background to be mine, so that’s out of the window,” he grinned and kissed your neck.

“Yeah, you tend to be just a tiny bit loud,” you smiled and raised your hand with a small space between your thumb and pointer finger.

“Get your shirt off, woman,” he jokingly ordered and you raised your hands above your head.

“Get it off yourself,” you smiled. The shirt landed somewhere to your right. You didn’t have time to look because Harry pulled you into a kiss immediately after the shirt stopped touching your skin. He didn’t waste any time and cupped your breasts in his hands. He kneaded the soft flesh roughly, making you moan into his mouth.

“So beautiful,” he mumbled against your lips as he ran the tips of his fingers over your stomach and hips. You moaned at his praise softly and raised your hips off of the ground slightly, trying to tell him you wanted him to slide your sweat pants off of your legs.

Harry knew you like the back of his hand, and immediately understood what you wanted from him.

“Raise your hips for me, love, just a bit,” he murmured against the side of your face and you complied, air leaving your lungs at his words, wrapping your arm around the back of his neck to get some stability. He swiped the fabric of both sweat pants and your underwear from underneath your butt, and down your legs.

“Straighten your legs,” he ordered and you did, just for him to hook his knees around your legs and pinning them to the ground, spread out. You let out a shaky breath, tensing up from the sudden cold feeling touching your hot core.

“Relax against me, and let me do the work,” you nodded your head desperately and you laid your head against his shoulder, burrowing your face in his neck.

At first, he didn’t do anything. His slight touches were teasing and almost non-existent, dancing over your heated naked skin.

As his hand traveled down, over your thigh, it nestled itself on your inner thigh, incredibly close to where you needed him, making goosebumps erupt all over your skin.

He was so, so close when he suddenly started to pull away. In the deep feeling of desperation, you forcefully closed your legs and pried them from underneath his, with a loud whine.

“Please, don’t do this to me,” you whined and Harry tsked disapprovingly.

“Be good for me, or you won’t get anything,” he threatened, and you nodded understandingly. You knew he wouldn’t do that to you, after all, he needed this but you knew the longer you would misbehave the longer it would take for him to properly start.

he pined your legs underneath his again, this time a lot firmer than before and his hand went back to the place it was before.

This time around, he didn’t waste any time and dived straight in. He pulled your hood apart with two fingers, leaving your pulsing clit uncovered in the slightly cold air of the recording booth. He smeared your wetness over his fingers and started rubbing soft circles on your clit, making you lean back into him a little more, feeling a jolt of electricity flash over your spine.

“Is that good lovie?” He asked, already knowing the answer. You nodded vigorously, letting a breathless moan tumble out of your mouth. He didn’t take his time easing you into the feeling, as he started rubbing your clit a bit more roughly.

You didn’t understand how he did it, but you already felt the familiar knot forming in your stomach. The feeling of the cold rings pressing against your heated skin only made the motions of his skilled fingers make you feel so much better.

You could feel his fingers starting to explore, the thumb circled your clit and the rest went downwards until you felt them prodding against your wet hole.

“Please, give me your fingers,” you moaned out and he kissed the side of your head.

“Be patient,” he murmured.

He teased you, only letting the tips of his finger dip into you before he pulled them away, only focusing on your clit.

You couldn’t wait anymore, you gripped his wrist and looked him in the eyes, with a pleading look on your face.

“Please,” you whispered and he rolled his eyes, nodding, as if annoyed. You let go of his wrist, settling back against him.

He dipped his fingers in you again, going deeper this time. You spread your legs slightly more, trying to take as much of his fingers as you can. You moaned loudly when his fingers prodded against the sensitive spot inside you. The motion made you grip the loose fabric of his grey sweat pants you could almost feel him smirk behind you.

“Oh, God,” you whispered out as you fought against the flutter of your lashes, struggling against the urge to close your eyes in absolute bliss.

He quickly moved his fingers in and out of you, thumb on your clit, trying to graze the sensitive spot as much and as best as you could. Soon, you were a moaning and whining mess, too close to your orgasm to let out anything except the gasps of his name.

You were so, so close. The feeling in your belly almost too much to bear.

“Let go for me my love, cum for me,” he whispered against your ear.

You tried to hold off for a while, wanting to enjoy his touch for a bit longer, but you couldn’t it wasn’t possible.

You let go with a loud moan as the hot blinding pleasure hit you, making you see galaxies for a few moments. You desperately tried to close your legs around his hand, but this time, he was ready and didn’t let your legs slip from his. Harry continued to rub your clit even after your orgasm, making you whine and try to get away from him.

You felt sleepy. Your eyes were too heavy to keep them open and your limbs felt too heavy to move on your own. You felt yourself being moved. From between Harry’s legs to laying on a fluffy pillow with a warm blanket draped over you. You felt Harry slip away from you, and you tried calling out for him.

“M’just going to turn the mic off, I will be back in a minute, I promise darling, then I’ll clean you up,” he promised lovingly and you nodded, snuggling into the soft fabric of the pillow underneath your head.

He was right, after about a minute you could feel his presence again as the pillows around you shifted underneath his weight.

“I need to pull the blanket off, prepare,” he warned and you braced yourself for the chilly feeling.

You were grateful he cleaned up very quickly. He quickly wiped you up, and slipped your underwear on, mumbling encouraging words when you flinched away from being too sensitive.

“Sit up for me,” he gently ordered and pulled you up to rest against him. He opened the water bottle only an arm's length away from him and placed it against your lips, urging you to drink just a little. You took a few sips, but soon grew tired of it, and tried to lay down again. This time, he laid down with you. He threw a blanket over your bodies, snuggling your almost bare form to his, gently brushing his hand over your hair in soothing motions.

“Did so good for me, my best girl,” he mumbled as he peppered kisses around the back of your neck.

“At least credit me for the song,” you joked weakly, making Harry’s laugh the last thing you heard before you slipped into a well-deserved slumber.

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This is it folks, hope you liked it, please reblog and like to let me know, it makes me very happy to see.

Anyway, thank you for reading <3

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just a lovely couple being romantic 

Blackpink reaction to their s/o calling them by their full name [repost]

Anonymous asked:

Hii, i don't know if your request are open, but could you please do a Blackpink reaction to their s/o calling them by their full name

tysm for the request! and my requests are always open unless i say otherwise i hope you enjoy this!



Blackpink reaction to their s/o calling them by their full name

Jisoo

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GIF by jisoossmirk

Jisoo was a busy person. You knew that. She had many responsibilities to uphold as an idol and you didn't hold anything against her for that. On her rest days, she used them to the fullest for what they were for. Rest.

Originally you didn't see the problem to being there to pamper her whenever she stayed at home but after today, you realized it's gotten too far.

She came home with the expectation that everything's already going to be done for her. And when you had finally came back home after an exhausting day, you couldn't help but wonder why the clothes were still on the floor and the dishes still dirty.

"Jisoo?"

"Hm?"

You hung your coat on the rack, "What's up with the clothes on the floor and the dirty dishes?"

She shrugged, "I thought you were going to do it."

You gave her a quizzical look, "But… I've been gone the whole day. You've been home longer than me."

"You can clean it now." She responded plainly.

"What?" You scoffed, "It's not my mess to clean."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what it means." You sighed, "The clothes on the floor are yours. Not mine. The dirty dishes are from you. I haven't been home all day."

"Clean it. I'm tired from work all week."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing from her. It was so out of character for her and yet she didn't seem like she was joking. You thought today would be a relaxing day with your girlfriend but your mood couldn't have gotten even worse. You weren't going to just take that.

"Kim Jisoo!" The name coming out of your mouth scaring her equally as much as your tone. "I do the things I do for you out of love but I'm not going to sit here and slave around because you told me to! I choose to do those things for you, not because I have to! I will walk right out that door if you treat me like this again! Do you understand?"

She looked at you in disbelief as she nodded quickly. You had never shouted so loudly before, let alone use her full name. But all she knew was that threat to leave was a hundred percent real. She knew she wasn't going to let that happen again.



Jennie

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GIF by blackpink

"Jennie!"

"What's wrong?"

You hung her phone in front of her between your fingers, "What's this?"

"What's what?" She asked unsure.

"Your phone background."

Quickly realizing what you were talking about, her nervousness disappeared as she tried to stifle a laugh seeing how angry you were. The background in question was of a photo from one of the many photos she had taken of you napping. But this one was different. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that your reputation amongst your friends would go down the drain if it ever got out.

"Jennie can you delete them please?"

"But why? They're so good!" She exclaimed as she took the phone out of your hands, giggling at the background.

"Because it's insanely embarrassing!"

"So? Only I get to see it!" She stuck her tongue out as she ran up the stairs. Before she could reach the top of the steps, she heard you shout.

"Jennie Kim!"

Your sudden outburst made her jump out of her skin, almost dropping the phone in her hands. You never said her full name. Worried, she slowly turned back and saw you holding up your own phone.

"Jennie. If you don't delete that and probably the ten other photos you have, I will leak all of your drunk texts to me to the girls and I mean all of them.

"You... You wouldn't dare."

"You think I won't? Watch." You turned on your phone and began typing, "Do you remember what you said because I clearly do."

As you said that you heard frantic small steps coming towards you and saw a hand cover your screen. You looked up at her as she quickly nodded and took the phone out of your hands.

"I promise, I will... Just please don't do that... Or ever use my full name again. It's terrifying."



Rosé

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With the new comeback and a tour scheduled in the upcoming months, she had to come up with something. Laying in bed with you very early in the morning, she had her small notebook on her lap and pen in hand.

"Hard to love... Find it hard to trust... Maybe another line here...?"

You turned in your sleep from the noise and opened your eyes slightly. "Hey... Chae, can you be a little quieter?"

"Oh! Yeah, sorry. I'll be quiet, promise."

You mumbled a quick thanks and turned back in your blanket. She knew you had an exhausting day so she did just that. She gave you a quick kiss on the head and looked back to her book but sadly it didn't last long. With her mind solely focusing on the music, she began humming melodies and singing lightly making you grumble and cover your ears.

With her voice overpowering your small protests, she thought she could get away with being a little louder. You didn't hate her singing. Normally you adored it but you seriously needed some well deserved rest. Your small attempts of trying to grab her attention were going unoticed but you needed to get her attention somehow. As she got louder, you were being pushed to your limit. Eventually, you snapped.

"Park Chaeyoung! Please! I'm just trying to get some sleep!"

She let out a small squeal as you shouted. The volume scaring the living daylights out of her.

You had meant that as some sort of warning but she sure didn't take it the way you intended. Initially she was nervous of how you used her full name but it faded shortly after. She was more overwhelmed by how her name sounded coming from your deep voice so early in the morning. It made her feel things that she didn't know she could ever feel. She fully faced you as she closed her book and put her pen down, face flushed with red.

"Hey... I know you want me to be quiet-and I promise I will but can you say my name one more time?"



Lisa

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Lisa was just generally a touchy person and you were fine with it but this... this was crossing the line. You didn't even want to come to the company event but she convinced you to come here. And yet she's right in front of you dancing with another woman after being asked to. You knew it was best to get along with your coworkers but with how she was doing it, you weren't sure.

Their dancing seemed a lot more sensual than it should've been. Hands on each other's hips, swaying just that much more.

After noticing the interactions between the two, you knew you had to do something. You tried calling her names an amount of times to no avail.

"Lisa."

You tried again.

"Lisa!"

She kept dancing. You sighed and cleared your throat, not caring who would hear you.

"Lalisa Manoban! I swear to god if you keep dancing with that girl, we're over!"

As soon as you called her full name, her head shot up and looked around the now silent dance floor. Once she finally saw you, you had your arms crossed and with a look in your eyes that could kill. She quickly excused herself from the girl and ran over to you, feeling tiny under your gaze.

Needless to say, she has never done it again after that.

don’t worry darling

harry styles x reader x florence pugh

heyyy, i wanted to make a ig blurb for a series i’m thinking of writing :) hope you guys like it and remember, this is all fiction <3

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florenceupdates “When I found out that she [YN/YLN] was also in the movie, I was so... I freaked out! I didn’t know her personally but I always admired her work and one of my dreams was to work with YN. It was a surreal, incredible experience and well... I hope to work on future projects with her.” — Florence talking about work with YN/YLN in Don’t Worry, Darling.

florencefan1 SCREAMING AND CRYING

ynfan1 i still cant believe they worked together

florencefan2 the way flo talks about her- LEAVE ME ALONE

ynfan2 living for their friendship

ynfan3 she looks so good

florencefan3 they two together will kill me

florencefan4 🥺 i love her

ynfan4 florence talking about the flowers yn sent to her before they even met 😭

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harryupdates YN/YLN VIA INSTAGRAM STORY! she was at the show tonight

harryfan3 OMG OMG OMG

ynfan5 will they go to Venice together?

↳ harryfan4 maybe

harryfan5 she was having the time of her life in this show

harryfan6 THEY LEFT THE SHOW TOGHETEW

↳ ynfan6 WHAT?

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harryupdates HARRY & YN ARRIVING IN VENICE TODAY

harryfan8 THE FIT IS GIVING SLAY

ynfan7 I JUST STOPPED BREATHING THEY LOOK SO GOOD

harryfan9 WEARING HIS OWN GUCCI COLLECTION

ynfan8 wtf is happening?

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ynupdates “She’s an amazing actress... She and Florence. It was a privilege to work alongside them and the entire cast.” — Harry Styles about working with YN & Florence at the DWD photocall.

florencefan5 love how the three of them became inseparable

harryfan11 harry and yn... thinking about it

ynfan10 everybody loves her

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↳ ynfan3 YES HARRY MAKES IT HAPPENS

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dwdupdates Florence and YN at the Venice red carpet tonight

florencefan7 QUEENS

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ynfan13 YNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

harryfan14 the only good thing this movie did was make flo and yn friends

florencepugh LOVE YOU BABY

↳ yourinstagram love you too!

↳ ynfan14 🥺🥺 that’s cute

↳ florencefan9 MY GIRLFRIENDS ARE CHEATING ON ME WITH EACH OTHER

↳ ynfan15 /florencefan9 i feel you

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yourinstagram First of all, thank you to everyone who made this movie happen - you guys have a blown mind and having the opportunity to work with each of you was such an accomplishment.

To the fans: thank you for spending your money to make us more millionaires 😝

Just kidding, thank you for going to watch it and for those who are still going to watch it, have a good experience - your support means the world to me and knowing I have you by my side makes me much freer, confident and very, very, very happy.

Last but not least, Harry and Florence: I have no words to describe how impressed I was with your two performances. You two are outstanding and unforgettable. I love you both so much.

AND LAST, really last: Miss Flo, you slayed it - sorry Jack, she’s the truly queen of it all.

harrystyles I’m thrilled. It was an honor to work with you two and the entire crew ❤️ I love you.

↳ yourinstagram 🥰

↳ harryfan15 IM LITERALLY DEAD

↳ ynandharry HE SAID HE LOVES HER

harrystyles I agree with you.

ynfan16 YOU ARE SO SWEET

yourbff JUST WATCHED IT AND IT STILL GIVING ME CHILLS

florencepugh You are making me cry. Your words made my day. You were one of the best parts of it all. I love you. I love you. I love you.

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↳ florencefan10 OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO CUTE IM GOING TO DIE

↳ ynfan17 MY DREAM COUPLE

↳ ynfan18 DATE

yourmom That’s so sweet baby 💖 Can’t wait to see you guys on the screen.

ynfan19 you could take all my money

harryfan18 she’s so supportive with them