note 1: i ALWAYS check i mean ALWAYS check my followers + dms, any p𖹭rn blogs or any ped𖹭philes = block + report!!!
note 2: men dni!! it's already on my bio! plus sorry if you don't have bad intentions you just seem untrustworthy
note 3: gays?? hell yeah come to my page especially if you're lesbian cause my blog's a safe space 𖹭
note on May 6 2026 : im going through a veronica sawyer phase
~ call me cali / calista / lily / angel, or whatever you want, really. as long as its respectful
~ my close friends irl or on tumblr can call me a "whore" btw lmfao, so if I ever meet you, you'll probably have a chance to call me that if ever that's a good thing for you? I don't mind it really
𝜗𝜚 • I'm a c.ai bot creator, I make One Directi𖹭n bots but I do other bots; e.g. AMNSE (that one was a req), and K-P𖹭p, I have Hyunjin (skz) and Jake (en-) bots, but those were when I was VEEEEEERRYY new to c.ai, I could tell because the messages I wrote for those bots were short and very lack of emotion and shit.
𖹭 don't fucking interact with me! 𖹭
• larries
• men (unless you're gay, because if that's the case?? feel free mwahh)
• MAGA or "i can fix her" men especially. no you can't fix me you dumb hoe. I suck clits not dicks.
• p𖹭rn blogs
• ped𖹭philes
𝜗𝜚 • I am a verrryy big One Direction and Ariana Grande fan and I WILL still be dancing to their music once I'm in a nursing home <3
𝜗𝜚 • I am an ESTP, I can be isolated somehow but seriously I'm very extroverted.
𝜗𝜚 • i now also write one shots, request here or on @dolivelle !!
𝜗𝜚 • DNI!!
• I'm not gonna do any "abusive" bots because why the fuck would you want that? are you okay??
• no drug addiction bot requesters, fym you want to date or bang someone who's high most of the time?
• mafia bot requests, they're a so-so but I will not do it if it has abusive traits or the person chatting will get knocked up :/
𝜗𝜚 • will think about making (more in the future wooooh!)
• duplicity / complicity bots
• kpop bots
• au bots (I mean, I already have a pitch perfect bot of frat harry😭)
• more uni bots
• fwb bots
• freaky bots (yall have to wait a month for freaky bots. iykyk)
• those actual character bots
• celebrity bots other than one direction
𝜗𝜚 • socials ..
𝜗𝜚 • @cherrycandiies on c.ai <3
𝜗𝜚 • regular tumblr blog: @candaiseangeeell
𝜗𝜚 • one-shot tumblr blog: @dolivelle
𝜗𝜚 • wattpad: @candaiseberry
𝜗𝜚 • ao3: 👀
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specific things I need for bot requests / oneshots
• plot
• era (e.g. 2013)
• celebrity / character (will kindly decline if I don't know them, and ask for a different one!) [For bot purposes, celebrity one shots apart from the ones on my current list on @dolivelle be asked in the @confetticandiies inbox!]
• note as of May 2, 2026: i'm now open to Liam requests, i haven't recovered much but im starting to visit a doctor now 🥹 so, id be delighted to do Liam requests, one shot or bot. <3
★Facts about Me!
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my birthday? : December 13 !!
"zayrianaangel??" "cherrycandiies???" oop, who she? /j
I REBRANDEDDDD!!
in love with every member of one direction + illit, calum hood, caroline forbes, and so much more that i can't name rn
i just love cherries sm 🥹
rebranded as confetticandiies! (as of June 2 2026)
Warnings: soft smut, explicit sexual content, consensual sex, clitoral stimulation, fingering, grinding/outercourse, vaginal penetration, deep penetration, gentle sex, slow sex, sleepy sex/morning sex, unprotected sex, implied cockwarming, use of pet names, established relationship
Summary: A quiet morning, shared breaths, and lazy touches beneath the sheets. You and Harry take your time, letting intimacy unfold naturally.
I wake up because the sun rays, filtering through the only half-closed blinds into our bedroom, gently tickle my nose. I feel the strong urge to sneeze, but I try to suppress it with a nose scrunch, because I sneeze quite loudly and I really don't want to wake you. You, my beautiful girlfriend of almost a year, who, after three months of touring, is finally sleeping in my arms for the first time in what feels like forever.
I rub my tired eyes as I carefully roll onto my back before slowly blinking them open, just enough to glance at the radio alarm clock on my nightstand—9:38 am. I groan in annoyance and turn back towards you, pulling the covers up a little higher over us. It's actually long past my usual time to get up, but I can't bring myself to leave this warm bed and you, not yet.
I snuggle up to you again from behind, my arm gently moving around your waist as I press a tender kiss to your bare shoulder. God, I missed you so much, your soft skin, the sweet sounds you make when you sleep, your magical smell that makes me feel more at home than anything else in the world.
You're not just gorgeous, you're incredibly smart, witty, kind, and supportive of my career. Sometimes I wonder how the hell I ever convinced you to date me, a long-haired, scruffy boy bander.
My palm slowly caresses your stomach, gently enough not to wake you, and when you let out that soft, contented sigh and your lips quirk into that cute little smile, I swear, I'm about to devour you right then and there. You're by far the cutest creature on this fucking planet, and I'm way too deep in love with you.
We lie there for a short while, me breathing in your scent and stroking your belly, you still fast asleep, somewhere in dreamland. But then I suddenly feel it. It starts with a slight pressure in my lower stomach, which then shifts far too quickly between my legs, and before I've even had time to realise it, my cock springs to life and all my blood rushes downwards. "Fuckin' hell, seriously, mate?" I grumble softly as I lift the covers slightly and look down my body, my cock now standing at full attention, as if mocking me.
"Treacherous bastard," I huff, before pulling the covers back over us, trying to ease the pressure between my legs by shifting my position slightly.
But then you suddenly move, unconsciously pressing your ass against my crotch, and I can no longer suppress a soft moan. "Fuck, baby, you're not playing fair right now," I murmur into your shoulder, pressing my face into it to muffle any further sounds. My cock is now twitching uncontrollably against your buttocks, getting harder with every second of friction, and I don't know what else to do but rock my hips slightly back and forth to try and find some relief.
As I continue to roll my hips, my ringed hand slowly travels down your torso and finally between your legs. Your thighs tense reflexively as I gently trace my index and middle finger over your folds, while simultaneously peppering your shoulder and the base of your neck with soft kisses. I know I'm not playing fair by waking you up because of my own needs, but fuck it, I haven't had sex in three bloody months, I'm more than needy, and morning wood is an asshole anyway.
"Missed you so much, Angel." I murmur softly into the hollow of your neck, my hips still rolling as my fingers gently slide between your folds. The moment my fingers first brush against your sensitive clit, you flinch involuntarily, and a barely audible moan escapes your slightly parted lips. I smile, pleased by your reaction and begin to tease your clit with gentle, slow circular motions, feeling you slowly awaken from your slumber.
Your body arches back against me, and your cheeks tighten around my aching cock, which I'm still slowly rubbing up and down between them. The sudden pressure makes me pause briefly, and a loud gasp escapes my lips as I struggle to control myself.
"Ngh...Harry..." I then hear you whimper softly and I slightly increase the pressure of my fingers, causing your hips to jerk forward, seeking more friction.
"Mhm...good morning, sweet Angel." I whisper lowly in your ear before giving your earlobe a playful bite and kissing my way back down your neck.
A shiver runs down your spine as I gently suck on your neck, my fingers now moving slowly up and down between your folds, trying to collect some of your sweet juices to make it even more enjoyable for you. "You're already so wet for me," I say in a husky voice, continuing to rub my fingers over your clit, enough to make you feel pleasure, but far from actual satisfaction.
My cock is now painfully hard, and the way your buttocks clench each time I brush against your sensitive bud doesn't make it any easier to restrain myself. But I don't want to rush things, I never do. I want you to be ready to take me, to enjoy this as much as I do. The pace is your choice, always. I kiss the soft skin on your shoulder, and my hand slowly slides lower until I finally gently slip two of my fingers inside you.
Your reaction is immediate and wonderful, your back arches, your thighs open automatically to give me more room, and a mix of soft whimpers and moans escapes your lips as your eyes stay closed in pleasure. "H-Harry..." you croak as my fingers slowly start to move in and out of you, the cold metal of my rings only adding to your pleasure.
"Right here, Darling," I whisper softly, my movements now agonizingly slow, driving you as wild as you drive me wild by squeezing these damn perfect buttocks together.
The pressure in my cock is building to an unbearable level now, and I know I can't stand not being inside you much longer, so I push my fingers deeper inside you, curling them slightly until your walls reflexively close around them, and a deep moan escapes your beautiful lips.
"Harry, please," you whine, clearly impatient, pushing your ass even closer into me as you squeeze your cheeks around me once more. My trapped cock twitches uncontrollably, and my breath catches in my throat again. "Mmh, greedy much, eh?" I murmur, slightly amused by your sudden impatience. "Not so sleepy anymore now, are you, Angel? Want me that bad?"
Your only response is a soft moan and the pressing of your hips into my hand. My index and middle fingers now move rhythmically in and out of you, while my thumb teases your clit in circular motions with varying pressure.
The movements of my hips become somewhat unrestrained as desire slowly but surely clouds my senses and takes over my actions. I need you, and I need you now. "Gonna make you feel so good, baby," I whisper raspily in your ear as I slowly slide my fingers out of you, eliciting an almost desperate whine from you and a soft chuckle from me. It's amazing how you can go from fast asleep to wide awake and needy in just a few minutes.
I gently grasp your hips and reposition you slightly in front of me until the angle is right, resting my hand with gentle pressure on the inside of your thigh to keep your legs apart as I align the tip of my cock at your entrance. I feel you briefly hold your breath in anticipation, but then your body relaxes against mine, and I know you're ready for me. With one gentle, slow thrust, I slide in until I'm fully sheated inside you. A soft moan escapes us both simultaneously in the moment we are completely joined together in the most intimate and wonderful way two people can physically connect.
The feeling of finally being inside you again after three long months, of being able to be so close to you again, is overwhelming, and I pause for a few seconds, giving us both time to savor this first, blissful moment of pleasure. You're so tight and warm around me, simply perfect in every single way.
But then, after a short while, the urge to move becomes too strong, and I slowly begin to rock my hips back and forth. "Feels so good, Angel," I groan lowly as my hand slowly travels up your body and gently cups one of your breasts. My thumb lightly brushes your nipple, and the sound you make, a mix of a gasp and a moan, almost drives me insane.
My lips are still placing soft kisses on your neck and shoulder, your skin so incredibly warm and soft, just like the tight heat my cock continues to move in and out of.
We quickly find a shared rhythm, our movements slow and still a little sleepy, even though we're both wide awake now. The feeling of our bodies moving in perfect sync, as if they were made for each other, is one of the best things I've ever experienced. No stage and no award in the world will ever compare to you. Nothing will ever feel more like home and "this is where I belong" than you. The way I feel safe and at peace when I'm near you are incomparable, and I wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone in the world.
As your sweet, soft moans slowly intensify and your walls tighten around my cock more often, I know you're nearing your climax, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't also start to feel that familiar pressure and warmth building in my lower half. My hand glides smoothly down your body until it disappears between your thighs again, and I slowly begin to tease your clit with gentle movements.
Your body, now glistening with beads of sweat, just like mine, arches slightly, and you clench so hard around me that I briefly bite your shoulder reflexively, trying to release the sudden surge of pressure somewhere other than by coming too early. "Fuck, I'm sorry, Angel," I apologize immediately after, kissing the spot on your shoulder that now shows the mark of my teeth.
"It's okay." You whisper in that soft tone you always use to speak to me, and when my fingers brush your clit again, you immediately tense around me, causing us both to moan again.
The moment seems so simple, so quiet, so calm, but to me, it's everything, everything I didn't know I needed until I met you. This, right here, means more to me than anything else. Being close to you in this intimate way, feeling you, and knowing that you feel me too, feels amazing. The way we move together and drive each other over the edge is better than any extraordinary position we ever tried or any crazy place we've ever had sex in.
But before I can even continue spinning the most cheesy thoughts like a lovesick idiot, I feel us both, almost imperceptibly, but simultaneously, increasing the speed of our shared movements. My fingers, too, are circling your clit faster now, and your wonderful, soft moans are driving me almost over the edge. But I hold back. I want you to find your release first before I follow you into that beautiful moment of pure bliss.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see your hand grip the sheets in front of you tightly, and hear your breathy voice, "Harry, I-..." and then you're falling apart before you can even finish that sentence. Your moan echoes from the walls of my bedroom, your body convulses in my arms as you cry out when you finally reach your peak.
The impact of your release, the way you're clenching down on me, is enough to pull me over the edge as well, and when I thrust deep inside you two more times, I also reach my climax with a guttural moan just seconds after you.
"Fuuuck, baby." I curse into the back of your neck as my eyes automatically fall shut and the force of my orgasm briefly makes my vision whiten out while my hips stutter and I release myself deep inside you.
We ride out our orgasm together, my hand still slowly caressing your clit, my in-and-out movements slowing until we both finally come to a complete stillness, panting softly, my hand now resting on your stomach and my forehead on your shoulder.
"That was perfect. You are perfect, my love," I whisper softly, scattering lazy kisses across your warm skin as we both savor the aftermath of our orgasms. You smile softly and place your hand over mine on your stomach under the blanket, which has slipped down a bit from our movements.
I feel my cock slowly soften inside you, but I don't bother to pull out. I love this intimate moment of continued connection after the act itself is over, and I'm also just a very needy lad who craves affection. Okay, and maybe I'm also a little lazy, but of course I would never admit that.
I nuzzle my face against your neck and sigh contentedly as I breathe in your signature scent—you smell of mornings, and sex, and yourself, and I'm not exaggerating when I say it's the most beautiful smell in the world to me.
Our bodies are tired now, but completely relaxed, and I chuckle softly when you suddenly let out a deep yawn. "Still tired, love?" I ask before your yawn catches up on me and I, too, can no longer suppress a long, blissful yawn.
"A little," you reply sleepily as you move our hands along your body until my palm rests on your chest, right above your heart, your hand still resting on top of mine. Your steady heartbeat beneath my hand causes me to relax even further, and soon my eyelids begin to grow heavy.
"Let's go back to sleep, yeah?" I murmur sleepily, receiving only an approving hum from you, which brings another smile to my face.
"Love you," I hear you murmur softly, already half asleep.
"Love you, Angel. Always." I reply with a contented smile before we both drift off to sleep again.
these communities don't understand like yes I know ride the cyclone but I don't talk about it but please just bring me in there I'll be so nerdy with my theories and all that shit approve me again PLEASE
