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@hsinwonderland
Stevie photographed by Herbert Worthington - 1981.
girls will go to the bookstore
Fic Announcement // Symphonies in E Minor
Hello!!! I am super excited to announce that my next fic, Symphonies in E Minor is here!!! I’ve been posting a lot about it (under its other name aka pianorry), but here is the official synopsis:
This story takes place during the Victorian Era, and it is about two very different people both escaping something from their pasts. For Sir Harry Styles, a young, famous composer, it’s a rumor that’s left him disgraced in society, and for Aaliyah Kincaid, it’s a person who continues to haunt her though she’s put hundred of miles between them. Harry, unfortunately, has been unable to write new compositions since his reputation has taken a dive, hiding away in his empty house, while Aaliyah has fled Scotland, her homeland, to seek a better life in England. Aaliyah, who also plays piano, approaches Harry at a ball, asking him to be her instructor as she wishes to become a better pianist to be able to make a name for herself like he has, and also so he can prepare her for a performance at her sister’s wedding reception. The wedding will take place in Scotland, and as Aaliyah battles with her inner urge to keep running away, Harry battles his own urge to keep hiding.
This fic will be posted on Wattpad ONLY. My Wattpad username is the same as my Tumblr one!
Unlike my last chaptered story, I’m not posting this all at once. The prologue is up!! From Feb. 7th, and from then on, updates will be posted every Monday at 2pm EST. I will try my best to get the chapter out by 2 on the dot, but since I can’t schedule stuff on Wattpad, this is tentative.
Moving on to content warnings. Definitely not as many as there were in WTSS LOL. This IS a harryforvogue story so obviously there will be sexual content. There will be some minor violence and the appearance of a weapon later in the story. Overall, nothing too concerning, I’d say. Basically, if you can handle WTSS, this will be a breeze.
I AM SO EXCITED! Thank you if you decide to read it!
See you in 5 days for chapter one! Here’s a sneak peek of chapter one:
Summertime (1955) dir. David Lean
a fictional man: *is kinda fucked up*
me: i want him so bad
I parked on the side of the road to sit on this field for a bit. All I could hear was bees.
I just wanna tell you that... talkin' to you was one of the best parts of my whole year.
a fictional man: *is kinda fucked up*
me: i want him so bad
wish my life was like a 90's movie where all my friends work in record stores and bookshops and coffee shops and we see really cool bands in small little clubs and get breakfast together and like hang out on roofs and shit
girls will go to the bookstore
My Baby’s Sweet As Can Be* (Harry and Mia’s Christmas Blurb)
holy shit okaY HELLOOOOO whores my loves! here’s harry and mia’s christmas fic!!!! it’s my longest one for this celebration so far and i am going to apologize for all this. read the other fics here!
i also couldn’t figure out if i wanted to write for harry and mia in their d/s relationship or when they’re dating so…. i didn’t pick :D both are in here.
anyways!!!!! some CONTENT WARNINGS: harry has an obsession with making mia cry so…. that’s in there. like. in both the past and present. i don’t know. don’t ask me how that came about. there’s some overstimulation, very light impact play, and bondage. again, i’m so sorry for what you’re about to read. it’s harry and mia. you know what it’s gonna be like.
hope you enjoy! let me know what you think!
(p.s. thank you @softforcal for helping me out!)
8.4k words. Happy reading!
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Three Years Ago
Mia holds her finger up to Harry’s face, her mouth curved down. “I got another paper cut, sir.”
Harry tapes one side of his wrapping paper down and then glances at the cut. He pulls a bandaid out from the bag of medical necessities she’s forced him to keep besides him and wraps her finger. “There.”
“Can you also kiss it better?”
Harry takes her hand and kisses the finger. And then he goes back to wrapping the brand new laptop. “That’s your third one. What are you doing?”
boo
HELLO
@hsinwonderland is fucking your dad
WHY DO YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT
LMAOOAOAOAOOAO
So This is Love (Harry and Faye’s Christmas Blurb)
HIIII okay we’re at 8/10 now!!! this is harry and faye’s blurb and it’s SUPER fluffy and soft and the point of this is to make you all feel single. it’s about faye taking care of a half asleep harry after he’s dead from working during the holidays <3 we’ve seen a lot of harry taking care of faye, so let’s reverse it!
3.8k words. happy reading :)
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Faye sticks out like a sore thumb when she walks into Harry’s tattoo parlor shop. She’s there with her cute pins in her hair, her big coat, gloves, and she’s surrounded by hanging pictures of quite scary looking tattoos and piercings.
She walks in and spots Harry, waving awkwardly to him. She hesitates when he beckons her over. He has someone laying on the table, tattooing a very frightening looking clown onto his ribcage, and it looks painful as hell, drawing blood from a few places. But she doesn’t see a hint of agony on the man’s face. Harry’s doing some shading. Faye doesn’t know much about tattoos, but she does know that shading hurts like a bitch. Harry’s words, not her own.
She winces on behalf of the man as she joins Harry.
“Hi.”
“Hey. I’m almost done, okay? Doing some finishing touches.”
“Okay. I’ll wait here.”
“Alright, love.”
The man raises his head. “That’s your girl?”
Harry nods, concentrating on the tattoo. “That is my girl,” he confirms. “Pretty, isn’t she?”
Rb to give the person you rbed from a warm blanket and their preferred warm drink