#concept night

[fallinallincurls]

quinn hughes thought: not being super affectionate words wise but always having you close and getting you your favorite treats when he comes back from practice or roadies!

STOPPP this is so perfect for quinn. you know he loves you and although he isn’t scared to tell you, it’s more obvious in the things he does for you than the three words. he always keeps you close when you’re out with friends, his touch a reassurance that he’s there and cares about you. no matter how early the practice is or how late he gets back from a roadie, he always comes home with your favorite coffee or dessert which he hands over the same moment he kisses you hello. when he’s on the road, he makes sure to send flowers home for you. he also loves making sure you’re cozy at any opportunity at home. those actions say everything you ever need to know and quinn is wearing that shy but sweet smile every single time

[erodasfishtacos]

yn and one of them play fighting

Okay but imagine how cute this would be.

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“You motherfucker!” YN squeaks loudly, puffing out a breath as she darts away from her husband and down the long corridor.

“Get back here now!” Harry growls playfully, he needs to get dressed for the show soon and they’re currently running around like little kids at the arena in San Antonio.

YN didn’t realize that there were a few fans who had won meet and greets waiting for Harry to get dressed and take photos with them.

They were in a little sitting area and all they sudden they see YN running past them before Harry is hot on her heels.

One of their filmographers following suit with a camera to catch the moment to possibly put in the documentary.

The fans are wide-eyed and shocked as they watch their favorite musician catch up to his wife and pull her back against his chest until they’re toppling over and falling to the ground - the singer unaware that there were fans backstage.

“Ow, you fucking dick! My elbow, you really hurt it!” YN complains, splayed on her back.

Harry’s happy expression turns concerned instantly, moving to gently take her arm to examine but he falls for her tricks every time.

He yelps when she takes his distraction to push him onto his back and straddle his waist, holding his hands above his shoulders.

“You fall for that every time, bunny,” YN giggles at her husband’s expression as he gives her a pointed look.

“M’sorry if I get concerned tha’ I hurt you!” Harry defends with a pout, softening in her grip and welcoming her warm weight on him.

They don’t notice the fans that are sneaking out their phones to videotape the interaction.

Suddenly, Harry sits up and flips them, kneeling on top of her with her hands in his grip.

Every fan will eat this up on the internet, wishing they were YN.

“Say y’sorry,” Harry demands, leaning down to blow a wet raspberry on her neck as she squirms.

“Sorry! Sorry!” She laughs, trying to tilt away from the tickles of his lips of her neck.

“Now tell me y’love me,” He replies, he doesn’t notice anybody else - has gotten use to tuning people out beside his wife.

“I love you,” YN murmurs, leaning up to peck his lips.

Harry accepts the kiss, steals a few of his own before getting to his feet.

When he helps YN up, she takes the opportunity to smack his ass hard and bolt back down the hallway on the direction they came.

“You little…” Harry laughs gleefully before chasing after his wife again.

[jarofstyles]

Ok but what is like the context of bestie!harry eating y/n out?? Like how did he offer her or how did she ask him for it— I WANNA KNOW LMAO

He most definitely offered.

Waiting at his place in a bit of a pissy mood, he wondered what she was doing. Was he being nice? Paid for her dinner? Did he know to order no tomato’s on her food or that she had her own reusable straw? Did he care? What was he learning about her.

It was just annoying, was his major thing. She had been trying to organize a nice day with Harry but had to move it to tomorrow since tinder dick had work then. She had looked too excited for Harry to say no though. No way. He never did like seeing her pout.

He was half asleep in the couch when he heard the knocks at her door- her own special knock they’d made up together- and his alarm raised. Why was she here? It was only about 11:45.

The date tanked.

He could see it the moment he opened the door, a look of irritation on her face as she groaned, letting herself into his place and throwing her purse on to his arm chair.

“Hello to you too…” he raised a brow and watched her huff, kicking her heels off on an annoyed manner.

“Wasted stupid good shoes on a prick. So fucking boring.” She grumbled. It shouldn’t have pleased him but it did. Far too much. “He was not as good looking as his photos, which would have been fine if he had shut up for once. Going on about NFTs which, hey, is a red flag in itself, but was bragging about he paid an obsurd amount on a drawing of a monkey? And so he could show people on Twitter he had a hexagon profile photo?” Her voice was exasperated as she slumped into his couch, taking her earrings off.

Harry was amused, approaching her in his sweats with his arms crossed across his chest. Y/N felt dumb for missing out on a night where they could have laid on the couch and she could have eaten a dominos with him while they criticized the desperate housewives. A waste.

“Get this. He didn’t even make me cum.” She glowered at the tv. “I really just wanted a fuck. Havent felt the touch of a man in months and I wanted a good fuck and go home. Fucker barely touches me? Nuts in my mouth and then tries to get me to ride him?” Her grunt made him want to laugh, but his internal anger was there. “No. I left. I need your mouthwash by the way.”

His eyes bored into her face, which she felt. After her speech, she was quiet and noticed Harry was quiet. He was silent even, before shaking his head. “You silly, silly little girl.” He rolled his eyes as he moved to the couch. Settling on his knees in front of her, her brows furrowed at the actions. As soon as her mouth opened to ask what he was doing, a Yelp left instead as he yanked her down and moved her closer to him.

“Let me fix it then.”

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Oh imagine the baby sleeping on Jack because that's the only place she likes to sleep? She'll be so tiny against him

Oh tiny baby against Jack's chest. Maybe she's obsessed with his heartbeat because it's soft and maybe she likes when Jack hand is covering her back because it keeps her nice and warm... I might go crazy if I don't get this 🤪

[mouthfulloftoothpasterry]

concept night since it’s the last day of 2022 :p I’m down for anything! New Year’s concepts, we can still do Christmas if we want, anything as long as it’s my tropes :pppp

[singledadjack]

let’s do a concept night😌 i’m kinda in a dad!jack mood

maybe some preggers reader thoughts??

[pogueszn]

congrats honey!!!!

here is a cute concept: waking up with JJ after sleeping together for the first time🥺

thank you!! 

and oh my goooodd 

let me set the scene

it’s early, maybe around like 9 AM, the birds are chirping and the sun is seeping through the window. jj is still sleeping, - in starfish position obviously because you cannot tell me this boy does not take up the entire bed - on his stomach with an arm over your stomach. you’ll wake up first, because jj sleeps like the dead, and it’s hard not to stare at him. it’s the most peaceful you’ll ever see him. his mouth is parted, face smooshed into his pillow, his hair wild as soft snores fall out of his mouth. 

you’ll refrain for the first 15ish minutes of waking up first before you can’t not touch him any longer. 

you run your fingertip up his spine and over his shoulders. he’ll shiver in his sleep but he won’t wake up just yet. then you move on to move his hair from his face, twisting a few strands between your fingers. his hair is unbelievably soft - you suspect he’s been using your conditioner again even though he swears on his life he doesn’t touch that stuff - and when that doesn’t work you’ll start peppering kisses over his sun-kissed face, on the space between his eyebrows and over his eyelids, and on his cute little nose (oh my goood) and then finally placing one on his mouth. it’ll take a few times but he wakes up eventually, he kisses you back even half asleep. and once he opens his eyes and can actually see he’ll try to fight a smile off but it’s no use. and he’ll complain about you waking him up but he’d wake up at the ass crack of dawn for you and he can’t even deny it

[dolansontheblock]

I can’t stop thinking about gray getting his little perfect meet-cute, can we concept this?🥺like maybe they’re in the ice cream aisle of the grocery store and do that little side shuffle dance trying to get out of each other’s way, giggling, and then they end up reaching for the (last) same kind of vegan ice cream🥺

oof how’d you know ice cream was my weakness🥺🥺

Like you’re weaving your way through the isles and you run into him in the cereal isle first, you went to move to the right & he moved the same way, then you did the little shuffle dance.

“Here, i’ll stand here & you can go.” You giggle at him because he held his arms out for you to go & you were flustered bc his arms were bludging out of his shirt.

You just murmured a thanks & went on your way. A few minutes later you were in the ice cream isle because you’ve been craving a good pint & you run into him again, both reaching for the same pint of mint brownie.

“First the cereal, now the ice cream?” You blushed, him being so close to you.

“You can have it, I’ll find a different kind.” You started browsing the other flavors, trying to hide your disappointment, mint was your favorite.

“Okay, only if you share it with me.” You looked up to him with a smile on your face.