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End of the Day.

a short and sweet little dad!Harry blurb about coming home and finding Harry and your little one sat together, being cute and singing songs 😇💗 shoutout to @wonderland-irwin for being the best proof-reader I know!! 

After a long day at work, you sighed a deep breath of relief as you drove your car into the garage. Every part of your body was aching, from your head to your feet, and you had waited all day to take off your bra and change into your comfy sweatpants. You had also spent all day waiting to see your husband, Harry, and your two year old daughter, Violet. The two of them always managed to cheer you up after a busy, stressful day of working. You parked the car and happily made your way into the house.

“Hey, I’m home!” You called as you shut the front door behind you. You shrugged your jacket off and kicked your boots off to the side by the door.

Both Harry and Violet were always very loud and excitable when you returned home from anywhere, especially work, so you were excited to be greeted by them. But, today, there was no sound of footsteps running up to the door or excited squealing that you were finally home. When you got no response from either of them, you became extra curious to see what your husband and your daughter were up to.

“Harry, Violet.” You called out as you headed down the main hallway of your home in search of your family. You noticed at the end of the hallway, the door to Harry’s office was slightly ajar. The sound of his keyboard playing an unfamiliar, but catchy tune echoed into the hallway, and you became even more curious as to what they were doing.

You gently knocked on the office room door and peeked your head inside. Harry was sat at his keyboard, still clad in his pyjamas from this morning when you had left for work. Violet was sat happily in his lap, still dressed in her Frozen themed pyjamas as well. You couldn’t deny it, it was an incredibly adorable sight to walk in on. 

Neither of them noticed you over the sound of the melody playing on the piano. It was a beautiful sound, and you stood in awe as you listened and watched Harry’s fingers dance along the keys. He had been practicing piano for over a year now and he had gotten really good. You were proud of him for learning new things, even though he was already amazing at everything.

Suddenly, Violet’s bright eyes glanced back over Harry’s shoulder and she immediately spotted you stood in the doorway.

“Mumma!” Violet exclaimed happily as she waved at you.

“Hey, Vi!” You smiled as Harry’s fingers halted on the keyboard, “Hey, H!” You stepped across the room and wrapped your arms around Harry’s broad shoulders. You pecked a quick kiss to his warm cheek and a smirk pulled on his lips. Violet grinned up at you from her spot on Harry’s lap.

“Hiya, gorgeous,” Harry replied with a smile, “sorry I didn’t hear yeh, I had a hook in my head that I didn’t want t’forget.” You chuckled at his apology.

“No worries, love.” You insisted simply. You loved when he got deeply invested into his music, so much so that he barely knew what was going on around him. It was a pain sometimes, especially when you desperately needed his attention, but other times it was quite cute.

“Violet’s been a great help, though.” Harry grinned as he glanced at your daughter in his lap.

“Are you helping daddy, Vi? Is he teaching you to play music?” You questioned as you glanced down at Violet. She nodded proudly in response.

“Daddy, teach me!” She insisted with a big grin on her little face. You couldn’t help but smile at your little girl as well, seeing as she was so proud of herself.

“That’s amazing! You’re very lucky to have such a talented daddy.” You replied as you stepped beside the piano bench the two of them were sat on. You gently brushed your fingers through Violet’s messy hair and Harry smirked as he glanced up at you.

“Have you been in here all day? You’re still in your jammies!” You reminded them with a chuckle. They looked so cozy and snuggly sat together in their pyjamas, exactly how they looked when you had headed out the door in the morning. Harry chuckled and nodded in response.

“We’ve had a bit of a lazy day, huh, sweets?” Harry chuckled as he bounced Violet on his leg. She let out the sweetest little giggles as a huge grin appeared on Harry’s face. Harry loved spending every day with Violet, he loved watching her learn and grow from day to day, he thought it was the most amazing thing ever.

“Do yeh wanna show mumma the song you learned today?” Harry questioned Violet with raised eyebrows. She immediately grinned a big smile and nodded her little head.

“You learned a song today, Violet?” You questioned with a chuckle. You tried to wrack your brain to think of what song Harry had spent all day teaching your two year old. You kind of hoped it wasn’t one of his own songs, such as Kiwi or Medicine. 

“Yeah! Daddy sing with me!” Violet explained excitedly. Violet loved spending time with Harry just as much as he did. They were true partners in crime from the minute she was born, and you absolutely adored their relationship.

“Are yeh ready, little miss?” Harry questioned as he placed his hands on the keyboard. She glanced up at him behind her and nodded her head.

“Ready, daddy!” Violet giggled in response. Harry chuckled before beginning to play an incredibly familiar tune on the keyboard.

“A, B, C, D,” Violet and Harry sang in unison, “E, F, G, H, I, J, K” You couldn’t help but chuckle at the two of them. Harry had the goofiest grin on his face as he sang and played the alphabet song with Violet.

The two of them happily continued to sing, and once they reached the end, both Harry and Violet glanced over to you for your reaction. You immediately grinned at them and began to give them a round of applause. You were quite impressed that Violet had gotten all of the letters correctly, seeing as she used to always mix them up and act silly when learning her alphabet.

“Great job, you guys! That was amazing!” You complimented with a smile. Violet giggled happily as she glanced at Harry. She was so proud of herself, and that made both you and Harry very happy.

“Great singing, Vi!” Harry smiled as he wrapped his large, tattooed arm around Violet’s small body. She grinned proudly as she cuddled into his body.

“Again, daddy!” Violet insisted with a giggle. Harry couldn’t say no to his daughter, so he played the alphabet song for her again. You watched in absolute adoration as the two of them sang and giggled with one another.

You couldn’t help but feel a pinch of jealousy at their amazing bond, and you wished you could be home with them all day, everyday. But, you had other responsibilities, and Harry encouraged you to be out working while he stayed with Violet. It was incredible to see Harry take on such a huge parenting role, and you felt very grateful that he loved every second of it. “Hey, I’ll be right back,” You said once they finished singing the alphabet for the second time, “I’ve got to change out of my work clothes.” After seeing the two of them in their pyjamas, you desperately wanted to copy them and get as comfy as possible after a long day. 

“Mumma, uppy!” Violet said as she reached her arms out to you. You smiled as you lifted her up onto your hip. She nuzzled her face into your neck and you couldn’t help but giggle at the ticklish sensation. 

“I’ll be right back, my love, sing some more songs with daddy, okay?” You suggested as you pressed a kiss to her soft cheek. She smiled at your loving touch. 

“Daddy play songs, mumma!” Violet happily explained to you. 

“That’s right, love bug.” You chuckled in response. Her vocabulary was getting better and better each day, and just being away from her all day made you feel like you had missed out on all the words, and songs, she had learned while you were gone. But, you always knew you could come home to her and have her talk your ear off during dinner, so you couldn’t complain.

“I’ll get a start on dinner.” Harry suggested as he stood up from his seat on the bench. He knew the last thing you wanted to think about was what to make for dinner, seeing as you were usually on cooking duty.

“You’re the best.” You smiled as he stepped in front of you and Violet. Harry never failed to boost your mood after a long, exhausting day.

“C’mere, little monkey, let mumma have some space for a minute!” Harry chuckled as he tickled at Violet’s tummy. She let out the sweetest squeals and giggles as he lifted her in his arms. Harry was truly the best husband ever, in every sense of the title, and on a day like today, you felt especially grateful to have him.

“Thank you, I’ll be right back.” You promised before leaning up and pressing a quick kiss to Harry’s lips. He smirked and nodded in response. You stepped out of Harry’s office and he followed closely behind you.

“Alright, Vi,” Harry said as he bounced Violet on his hip, “what do yeh want for dinner?” Violet shrugged as she twisted her little fingers into the curls by his ears.

Lazy days were Harry’s favourite types of days. The basic days spent at home all day with his two favourite girls by his side. The days when he felt like he had everything under control, and you did as well. The days when Violet was happy and on her best behaviour. The days that ended in sleepy cuddles in bed, before everyone eventually fell asleep beside one another.

Those were the best days of all.

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All The Love.

A little Valentine’s Day themed blurb and the arrival of a special little someone!! Enjoy, and let me know what you think!! ❣️❣️❣️ 

On the morning of February 14th, you woke up feeling exhausted. 

The previous evening, you had been experiencing some minor contractions. This was your first pregnancy, so everything was new. The sensations in your abdomen were the weirdest things you had ever experienced, so it wasn’t unreasonable for you to become worried. 

You instructed Harry to phone your midwife to ask if you should head to the hospital, but she told you to wait until they got closer in timing. Eventually, you were able to fall asleep and everything was fine, but you knew it would be a different story once you woke up. 

That morning, you mentally prepared myself to put on a happy face for Harry, because you really didn’t want to ruin his day. He was so adorable when it came to holidays and events that celebrated love. He always spoiled you even when you told him not to, but he never listens. Luckily, you spoil him in return with plenty of special gifts, kisses and cuddles. 

At that point in time, though, kissing and loving on your husband was the last thing on your mind. You couldn’t deny it, every Valentine’s Day you’d spent with Harry had been wonderful, but this year you were just so hugely pregnant. All you wanted to do was just be left alone and be able to sleep all day long. Your inconsistent contractions were definitely not helping your grumpy mood either.

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was that Harry’s side of the bed was empty, the blankets thrown everywhere from your moving around all night long. You waddled towards the bathroom before deciding to head downstairs and see what Harry was up to. 

As you padded down the stairs, another contraction washed over you and  you immediately squeezed your eyes shut. The feeling only lasted for a few seconds, then you were headed to find Harry. You cautiously walked down the hallway and followed the scent of warm pancakes coming from the kitchen.

“Hey, bub.” You greeted as you entered the kitchen. Harry was stood in front of the stove where he was carefully watching the pancakes he was making. A smile crept on his face when he heard your voice. 

“Hey, y'woke up!” Harry teased as he glanced back at you from his pancakes. You chuckled as you rolled your eyes at his comment. At this point in your pregnancy, you both knew you needed as much rest as you could get before the baby came. It was a miracle you had even slept as long as you had. If you were being honest, your hungry stomach was what had woken you up. 

“Smells good.” You commented as you stood by the kitchen island. Harry smirked proudly before turning the burner off on the stove. He sauntered over to you and held his arms out. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, honey.” Harry grinned as he squeezed you in a hug, minding the watermelon sized bump that stood between our bodies.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, H.” You replied simply as you nuzzled your face into the fabric of his soft, plain white t-shirt. Harry grinned happily as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“How’re yeh feeling this mornin’?” Harry questioned as he loosened his grip on you. You glanced up at him as you felt his large hands drift down towards your swollen belly. 

“I guess I’m alright. I’m still having contractions.” You explained with a heavy sigh. Everything was a lot harder now that you were nearing the end of your pregnancy. Even taking breaths was a challenge somedays.

“How long are they?” Harry questioned curiously, his eyebrow quirked up.

He was a pregnancy and baby expert, and you definitely could not deny that. He had read every parenting and pregnancy book that had ever been written, within the nine months you had been pregnant. He asked all of the questions to the doctors and midwives, and he knew every possible symptom of pregnancy and labour. You thought it was adorable having such an educated partner by your side through the crazy nine months of pregnancy you endured together. Your friends and family always made a point of praising how involved Harry was, and it always made you smile. 

“Well, they’re like fifteen minutes apart. They only last a few seconds though.” You explained as you shrugged your shoulders. Harry nodded along as you spoke, taking in all the information and processing his thoughts to lead into his next question. 

“Do yeh think we’ll be spending Valentine’s Day in the hospital?” Harry questioned with a smirk. You glanced up at him with a smirk and shrugged your shoulders again.

“I kind of hope we will, though,” You confessed honestly, “because I cannot carry this baby inside of me much longer.“ 

If you were honest, you were getting sick of being pregnant. The constant back pain, lack of comfortable sleeping positions, intense heartburn and nonstop pressure on your bladder was taking a huge toll on you and your emotions. At this point, you just wanted to meet your little baby girl and cuddle her in you arms. And watch Harry cuddle her in his arms as well.

“How cool would it be to have a baby born on Valentine’s Day?” Harry thought out loud as he tended to his pancakes on the stove.

“As long as she’s healthy and happy, it doesn’t matter what day she’s born.” You replied with a smile. That was the ultimate goal, and you had a feeling everything would be alright as long as you had Harry by your side the entire time. 

Harry hummed at your comment before suggesting you take a seat at the table while he finished up with the pancakes. The two of you sat down together and ate a breakfast of fruit and pancakes, celebrating your last Valentine’s Day as a couple without children. You reminisced on how amazing the past couple of years spent with Harry had been, and you spoke about how amazing the future would be for the two of you and your future family.

As you ate, you felt a few more contractions, and they began to get closer in timing. You grunted out loud during one painful contraction and Harry immediately glanced over at you with a concerned expression on his face. 

“What?” You breathed out, confused by his reaction. 

“That was five minutes from the last one.” Harry explained as he checked the clock on the kitchen wall. You hadn’t noticed he had been keeping track of the time between each contraction, but when you thought about it, you knew he was right. 

Suddenly, another contraction pulsed through your body. You took a deep breath as you breathed through the longest contraction you had experienced all day. Harry immediately fell into a panic, and you knew that he knew what was happening. 

“I’ll go grab the bags,” Harry offered as he quickly placed your plates in the kitchen sink. You watched as he rushed around the kitchen before heading for the doorway. 

“Are yeh ready t'go to the hospital?” Harry questioned, sounding nervous but also excited. You suddenly felt very anxious. The two of you both knew the early signs of labour, and you were definitely experiencing quick, but prolonged, contractions. 

You and Harry both had a good feeling this baby was coming today. 

“Are yeh alright?” Harry questioned when he returned from upstairs with your overnight bag and the baby’s diaper bag. 

“Harry,” You spoke quietly, breathless from the contractions, “give me a minute, please.” Harry nodded in understanding, realizing you were super overwhelmed by everything that was happening all at once. He stood behind you and gently rubbed your shoulders and back as you breathed through a strong contraction.

“We need to go to the hospital.” You said suddenly. Harry immediately nodded and helped you stand from your seat at the table.

“Ready t'go?” Harry questioned after helping you get your shoes and coat on. You felt incredibly nervous, and uncomfortable because of the contractions, but you nodded confidently at his question. 

This was really happening. There was no turning back, no matter how nervous you were. This was happening today. On Valentine’s Day. 

“Alright, let’s head off.” Harry said excitedly as he opened the front door. He held his hand out to help you make your way down the front steps and you thanked him graciously. 

“We’re having a baby today!” Harry grinned excitedly as he helped you into the car. 

“We are having a baby today.” You couldn’t help but chuckle at his excitement.

Hours and hours later, you sat with your precious bundle of joy cradled in your arms on the hospital bed. Harry was sat directly beside you, sleepily rubbing his eyes as he watched you and the baby lay cuddled together.

Your sweet little girl was born on February 14th, Valentine’s Day. 

She was born on the day that celebrated love, and we thought that was just perfect. For all the promoting of love that Harry does on a daily basis, it only made sense that his daughter be born on the very day reserved for love. She was your little love bug, and the absolute love of your lives. 

“How do yeh feel?” Harry questioned quietly as he placed his hand on the small of your back. 

“I’m absolutely wonderful. A bit sore, but she’s worth it.” You explained as you glanced over at Harry. 

“I’m really proud of yeh, honey.” Harry replied truthfully. He grinned happily then leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Thank you for everything,” You said quietly, “and thank you for giving me her.” Harry’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink at your statements of gratitude. He didn’t know how he had gotten so lucky to have the two of you girls in his life.

Harry leaned forwards and gently pressed his lips to yours. You hummed happily as his swollen pink lips moved back, and a grin appeared on his face. 

“How’s our girl?” Harry questioned as he glanced down at your sleeping daughter in your arms. 

“She’s doing great.” You replied simply. You had absolutely no complaints about your baby girl. She was so calm and content to be laid in your arms, and she only cried out when she was hungry. You and Harry felt very lucky to have such a sweet little girl to call yours. 

“She’s so precious.” Harry grinned as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You nodded as he gave you a quick, soft squeeze. You gently moved your baby in your arms to change your position and she began to squirm a bit. Her eyes fluttered open and she immediately glanced up towards Harry.

“Hi, my love,” Harry cooed as he brushed his large fingers over her tiny hand, "I’m your daddy.“ Your daughter blinked up at the two of you, but held a tight grip on Harry’s fingers .

“Give daddy some cuddles, little miss.” You said as you lifted her up slightly. You carefully handed your daughter off into Harry’s large, tattoo-covered arms and he eagerly took her from you. 

He had always loved babies, and you did as well, but having your own to hold and cuddle was such a surreal experience. You immediately knew that Harry was meant to be a dad when you watched him hold your baby girl. Everything felt perfect in that moment. 

"Hi, sweet girl,” Harry grinned, as he cradled her in his large arms, “it’s nice to finally meet you, my love.” Your daughter snuggled up to his chest and you knew their father-daughter bond was incredibly strong already. 

“Oh, you’re gorgeous, love. Just like your mumma.” Harry cooed with a grin. 

“Harry,” You chuckled bashfully. He giggled and shook his head. 

“S’true!” He insisted, though you would easily disagree, “if m’honest, I didn’t think I could love a girl as much as I love you, honey.” His confession caught you off guard. 

“This little love bug has proven me wrong.” Harry explained with a smirk as he glanced at you. 

“Aren’t you the man who frolics around throwing flowers and proclaiming ‘all the love’?” You teased him playfully. Harry chuckled at your comment. 

“Yeah, but this was different. I am gonna give her all my love, though. That won’t be very difficult, seein’ how sweet and lovely she already is for us.” Harry explained happily. 

“I love her,” You confessed quietly, “and I love you so much.” Harry smirked happily. 

“I love you both so much.” Harry replied sincerely. You rested your head against his hoodie covered shoulder and he leaned and pressed a kiss to your forehead. 

This was the beginning of a very exciting time in your lives, and the look on Harry’s face as he glanced up at you from staring at your daughter immediately solidified that for you. The two of them were easily your favourite people in the whole world, and you could not wait to spend the rest of your lives together as a happy family. 

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Dad!Harry Masterlist

Just a way for me to keep all of my dad!harry blurbs organized ☺️ Enjoy! 

Sleepless Nights

Pumpkin Patch

Good Enough (Sneak Peek)

Cars and Cuddles

All The Love (Valentine’s Day blurb)

Nightmare 

End of the Day

My Only Angel

Christmas Cookies

Bad Words

My messages are always open for requests, or just if you want to talk about how cute Harry’s little babies would be! There are many more blurbs/imagines to come, so stay tuned! 💖💖

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Nightmare. (Sneak Peek)

a little sneak peek at my upcoming dad!harry blurb about H comforting his little love when she’s upset…let me know what you think/any other requests you may have, I’d love to hear them!! ✨💜

It had been a while since Harry did the bedtime routine. 

He had been away on a short, European tour while you stayed home and tended to your three year old daughter, Violet. Taking a preschooler on tour wasn’t the greatest situation, with the long nights and endless days spent travelling, you decided it would be best to opt out of following Harry on tour for this leg. Harry was disappointed, obviously, but you both knew he would be home in no time.

When he finally returned home, Violet clung to him like a koala bear. She followed him all around the house, for every hour of the day. It was a bit overwhelming for Harry, especially since he needed some space while he worked his way back into his regular routine at home with his family. Thankfully for you, he was more than willing to complete the bedtime routine with Violet after you had had a long day of taking care of and entertaining Violet while he finished up some last-minute business with his record label.  

“And they lived happily ever after.” Harry spoke softly as he finished reading a short version of Beauty and the Beast to Violet. She hummed along happily as the story ended.

“Time for bed, sweet girl.” Harry said as he closed the short storybook in his hands. He carefully lifted himself out of Violet’s toddler bed and returned the book to its place on her bookshelf. Violet frowned as she watched Harry from her spot on her bed.

“M’not tired, daddy.” Violet protested as she rubbed her eyes. Harry chuckled at her objection, it was the same complaint every night and both of you had gotten used to it.

“I know, love bug,” Harry sighed as he grabbed her favourite princess blanket from her bed, “but s’bedtime, and we have a busy day tomorrow visiting auntie Gem so we need to be rested up.” He gently laid her blanket over top of her pyjama clad body. Violet continued to protest the idea of bedtime with a huff and a pout. 

“S’that pout for, hmm?” Harry questioned with a quirked eyebrow. Violet wanted to giggle at her fathers silly face, but she managed to still look and act upset with him.

“Don’t wanna go to bed, daddy.” Violet insisted, continuing to pout her little bottom lip. She sat up and wrapped her arms around Harry’s long torso.

“I know,” Harry repeated himself, “but if yeh stay up, you’ll be grumpy and tired in the morning, and mumma and daddy don’t want yeh to be grumpy.” Violet pondered this idea for a moment, before thinking up another way to stall bedtime.

“I can sleep wit’ you, daddy?” Violet insisted as a question. Harry chuckled as he shook his head. 

“Not tonight, love bug.” Harry replied simply. He was proud of himself for holding his ground and not letting Violet do whatever she wanted. He was still a huge pushover, that was for sure, but he was getting better at not giving in to Violet’s every wish.

Violet stayed silent and continued to squeeze Harry’s body into her arms.

“Aren’t you tired, love bug? You had a busy day with mumma.” Harry reminded her, thinking of all the ways you had attempted to tire Violet out all day long. Sure, Violet was tired, but she didn’t want to give in. That would be way too easy. And nothing is ever easy with a preschooler.

“Can’t sleep, daddy. Just wanna play.” Violet insisted as she glanced up at Harry.

“No, Violet,” Harry immediately put a stop to her stalling. He was catching onto her tricks a lot quicker now that she was getting older.

“But, daddyyyyy!” Violet whined in protest. As parents, whining was the one thing that neither you nor Harry ever put up with. Harry knew he had to put a stop to the prolonged bedtime, or else Violet would end up winning. 

“Violet, love,” Harry warned her in his most stern voice, “s’bedtime. Be a good girl and lay down, please.” Violet finally obliged to his requests, knowing she shouldn’t mess with Harry when he used that tone of voice with her.

“Thank you, sweets.” Harry smiled as Violet laid down and snuggled up to her favourite teddy bear. Violet glanced up at Harry with her sparkling blue eyes. 

“I love you so much, have a good sleep.” Harry spoke as he gently brushed his fingers through her curly, brunette hair. He caressed Violet’s little cheek and she smiled into his palm.

“Love you, daddy.” Violet replied sleepily, a yawn escaping her mouth. Harry smiled down proudly at your daughter. He was happy he didn’t let her break him down, and he was also happy that she wasn’t upset with him. The two of them loved each other more than anything, they had such a special bond. 

“See you in the morning.” Harry spoke quietly, in attempts to help lull her to sleep.

“Promise?” Violet questioned in a whisper.

Harry’s heart almost broke into a thousand pieces. Violet was so used to Harry leaving and not being there when she woke up and it really affected her more than either of you thought it would. Harry was the greatest person in the world in Violet’s eyes, and if he wasn’t there to cuddle her when she woke up, she was instantly upset until you were able to comfort her and let her know when he would return home. She hated not knowing if he would be there in the morning. Harry was quick to reassure her, though. 

“I promise, Violet.” Harry insisted sincerely. Violet hummed contently at his promise and snuggled herself further under her blankets.

“Goodnight, my love.” Harry smiled as he pressed a soft kiss to her little forehead. Without another peep out of Violet, Harry managed to click her bedside lamp off and exit her bedroom.

…

to be continued!! stay tuned!!

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upcoming blurbs ✨

hiiiiii everyone!! just wanted to let you know I have a couple of new dad!Harry blurbs that I’ll be posting in the near future...

one of them is called “End of the Day”, and it’s all about the reader (you) coming home to find Harry and your two year old daughter having an absolutely lazy day in his home studio, writing songs and playing music together, and it’s just really fluffy and cute and..my heart hurts thinking of Harry spending quality daddy-daughter time with his little love!!!

the other one is called “Peas in a Pod”, and it’s about Harry’s three year old son being an exact copy of him, doing everything he does, wearing everything he wears, singing songs with him and the reader (you, again) noticing all their identical little habits...just loads of cute stuff like that!!! 😇

so keep your eye out for some new blurbs coming reallyyy soon! I appreciate all your kind words for my last blurb Nightmare, which, in case you missed it, you can read here 💗 and if you have any blurb suggestions, please send them my way, my inbox is always open! ☺️

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Cars and Cuddles.

A daddy!Harry blurb about H taking his little guy out to the movies! Check out the blurb that inspired me, written by my lovely friend, here. Feedback is always appreciated, hope you enjoy! ✨💗💓

It was a warm, summer afternoon when Harry and his four year old son, Xavier, left the house. The pair were off to the local movie theatre while the missus and his daughter had been gone all day running errands and getting everything ready for an upcoming baby shower they were planning for a friend.

“We’re gonna have lots of fun today, bug!” Harry explained happily as he buckled his son into his car seat in the back of Harry’s black Range Rover.

“Where’re we goin’, daddy?” Xavier questioned as he glanced at Harry in front of him. Harry chuckled in response, he had only told Xavier where they were headed about a hundred times.

“We’re going to the cinema, Xav,” Harry replied simply, “to see the new Cars movie, remember?” Harry finished tightening the strap across Xavier’s chest then shut the car door. He walked around the car and climbed in the drivers seat. Xavier was satisfied with this answer, until they started driving.

“Um, daddy,” Xavier spoke over the sounds of Fleetwood Mac that was playing in the car speakers.

“Yeah, bug?” Harry questioned as he glanced back at him in the rear view mirror.

“Is Lightning McQueen in this movie?” Xavier questioned curiously as he glanced out his window from his car seat. Harry chuckled at his question as he pulled up to an intersection on a red light.

“Yeah, I think he will be.” Harry replied, though he began to question this himself. He decided he would look up a summary of the movie online once they got to the cinema.

“Lightning McQueen is my favourite.” Xavier explained with a grin, as if this was new information to him. Harry couldn’t help but chuckle at Xavier’s ramblings.

“I know he is,” Harry replied with a smile as he glanced back at him again, “are yeh excited?”

“Mhmm!” Xavier replied as he kicked his feet excitedly against the passenger seat in front of him.

Harry pulled the car into the parking lot of the local theatre and his little boy squealed excitedly from behind him. He recognized the large building from the many other times Harry and the missus had taken him and his sister to see the latest Disney movies.

As Harry parked the car then hopped out to help Xavier out, Xavier’s little fingers pointed excitedly at all of the large movie posters on display outside. Harry loved seeing his little guy so excited over a trip to the cinema, and he loved spending as much time with his kids before he had to jet off to tour or do promotions in other countries. He really cherished the special little moments he got with his kids, and they always knew how much he loved to spend quality time with them.

“C’mon, Daddy!” Xavier giggled as he tugged on Harry’s hand, leading him towards the doors of the theatre. Harry chuckled as he ran along behind his eager four year old.

“Wait, let’s take a picture in front of the poster for mumma.” Harry insisted as he stopped in his tracks. Xavier frowned at this suggestion, wanting to head into the theatre as quickly as possible.

“Just one picture.” Harry promised as the two of them stood in front of the big, shiny Cars poster outside the theatre. Xavier eventually obliged to this request. He was accustomed to the constant photographs Harry and his mum would take of him on a daily basis, so this wasn’t anything new for him. Xavier gave him the cheesiest little smile he could manage, and Harry chuckled as he snapped the photo.

“Thank you, Xav!” Harry grinned as he shoved his phone into his back pocket, “now let’s go see Lightning McQueen.”

Harry had purchased their tickets online and had them on his phone, so the two boys bypassed the lineups and headed straight for the people scanning tickets. This was the ideal situation for someone with an excitable four year old who didn’t do well with waiting and lineups. Harry gave himself a couple of “Daddy points” for being prepared ahead of time (even though it was the missus’ idea to buy tickets online).

“M’going to see Cars!” Xavier explained happily to the young woman who was scanning their tickets.

“That’s so cool! I heard it’s very good.” She replied as she glanced down at Xavier by Harry’s feet.

Xavier was definitely a charming little lad. He took after his father in every way possible. From the light brown hair and green eyes, to the cheeky mannerisms he inherited. At only four years old, he was great at speaking with other people, mainly because of his fathers job, and how many people he had to interact with throughout his life.

“Enjoy your movie!” The friendly woman spoke after scanning their tickets. Harry nodded a thank you and Xavier squealed with excitement. Xavier waved at the woman and she smiled as she waved back.

“You’re so cute, Xav.” Harry grinned as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket. Xavier giggled sweetly as he glanced up at Harry. The two of them walked hand in hand towards the concession stands.

“Daddy, I smell popcorn!” Xavier exclaimed as he inhaled the warm scent of buttery popcorn that filled the cinema.

“Would yeh like some popcorn, bug?” Harry questioned as they subconsciously gravitated towards the delicious smell in front of them.

“Mhm, daddy,” Xavier nodded his little head in response, “I like popcorn.” Harry chuckled as the two of them stepped into the queue.

They stood in the queue for a few minutes before it was their turn to purchase their movie snacks. While they waited, Xavier began to wander towards one of the theatres by the concessions.

“Xavier,” Harry called at his curious little boy, “stay close, please.” Xavier glanced back at Harry with a glum expression on his face. He was incredibly curious and loved to explore, which Harry usually encouraged, just not at the cinema.

It wasn’t irrational to say Harry was always a little timid when he took the kids out. He could never be too careful when he was in public areas. Luckily, they were at their small, local movie theatre, where everyone knew each other and they knew not to bother Harry on his off-days.

“Daddy, look at the sweets.” Xavier’s mouth practically watered as he stood with Harry, glancing towards the chocolates and candies that were at his eye level.

To say Harry was a pushover was an understatement. He treated his kids like there was no tomorrow, buying them anything their heart desired, no matter if it was chocolates or the newest toys they were begging for. He felt very lucky to be in a position where he could provide for them, but he always got a scolding from the missus when he would return home with dozens of gifts for the kids. He made sure they weren’t spoiled brats though, teaching them to say thank you and give hugs of gratitude.

Of course Harry picked up a bar of Hershey’s chocolate as well as a big bag of popcorn for the two of them to share during the film. Xavier squealed excitedly when Harry let him carry the chocolate bar.

“C’mon then, let’s go get our seats.” Harry instructed Xavier with a grin on his face.

The two boys stepped into the dark movie theatre, and Harry let Xavier lead the way.

“This is our row, Xav,” Harry instructed as he stopped at the middle aisle, “take your seat.”

They had to step in front of a father-daughter duo who were sat on the aisle seats. Harry gave Xavier a little nudge towards their own pair of seats but Xavier decided to be shy and hid into Harrys legs.

“C’mon then,” Harry instructed Xavier, knowing the movie was about to start at any moment. Xavier blinked up at Harry.

“Wanna sit with you, daddy.” Xavier insisted as he wrapped his arm around Harry’s leg.

If there was one thing to know about Xavier, it was that he was very clingy and affectionate. Ever since he was a baby, he loved all types of loving, physical contact. He loves hugs and snuggles, and gave the best kisses ever. He just loved to be close to everyone around him, and it was the sweetest thing. Harry didn’t really mind though, and he didn’t have much of a choice seeing as the lights in the theatre began to dim.

Harry sighed, he couldn’t say no to the pouty little face that was glancing at him, so he quickly took his seat and let Xavier climb into his lap.

Xavier snuggled himself into Harry’s chest, as he grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bag in Harry’s hand. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in, but Harry loved having his little one close to him, so he couldn’t complain.

Throughout the movie, the two boys had a great time giggling at all the silly parts and ooh-ing and ahh-ing at all the beautifully animated racing scenes.

“Did yeh see that?” Harry would question with a giggle every time something exciting would happen.

“Mhm! Wow, daddy, look!” Xavier would reply as another scene unfolded on the large screen in front of them. They were having the best time ever.

But suddenly, Xavier had a problem.

“Daddy,” Xavier spoke in a whisper, halfway through the movie. He had been trying to chat with Harry all movie, but he tried his best to quiet him and direct his attention away from talking.

“Shh, watch the movie, bug.” Harry insisted quietly, not to disrupt anyone sitting around them.

“Daddy,” Xavier whined in response, “I ha’v’ta pee.” Harry was quite engrossed in the film and wasn’t too excited about having to get up and leave in the middle of it.

He totally should’ve seen this coming though. Rookie dad mistake to give his kid a big drink at the beginning of the movie.

“Alright, we have to be quiet,” Harry explained as he lifted Xavier off his lap, “go on.” He instructed Xavier. This earned a couple of groans from some kids sat behind them who couldn’t see past Harry’s large silhouette, but Harry was quick to mutter an apology to them.

Harry stood bouncing on his heels while he stood in the bathroom stall with Xavier. He realized they were probably missing an important part of the film, but that didn’t seem to matter to Xavier. He was just happy to have Harry all to himself that warm summers afternoon.

When the pair returned to their seats, Xavier immediately resumed his seat in Harry’s lap. It was nearing the end of the film, and Harry noticed Xavier was starting to nod off to sleep in his arms.

“Hey,” Harry whispered softly into Xavier’s little ear, “don’t fall asleep on me.” Xavier shook his head and giggled.

“M’not sleeping, daddy.” Xavier insisted as he blinked up at Harry above him.

“S’okay, bug, yeh had a late night.” Harry smiled as he pressed a kiss to Xavier’s little forehead. Xavier leaned his head against Harry’s shoulder and nuzzled into his warm chest. Harry knew he couldn’t keep his son from falling asleep, seeing as he was tired and the room was pitch black (besides the film), so he didn’t mind when he felt Xavier’s breathing become even and he heard little snores escaping his lips.

Unfortunately for Harry, the film ended about ten minutes after Xavier fell asleep. Harry regretted having to be the one to wake up his sleepy son, but he had to get him to the car, he was getting a bit too big to carry for long distances. Plus it was three in the afternoon and the missus would freak out if Harry returned home with a napping four year old.

“We goin’ home?” Xavier questioned as he rubbed his eyes.

“Mhm, we are. Do yeh wanna see mumma?” Harry questioned as he held Xavier’s hand in his. Xavier nodded silently and Harry grinned down at him.

They arrived home shortly after, and the missus and Harry’s daughter were already home.

“Mumma!” Xavier squealed excitedly when they entered their house.

“Hey, Xav! Hey, H!” The missus called from the kitchen, “how was the movie?” She was preparing a snack of crackers and peanut butter for herself and her daughter.

Xavier immediately kicked off his shoes and ran into the kitchen where his mum and sister were.

“We saw Lightning McQueen.” Xavier announced proudly.

“That’s so fun!” The missus replied with a smile, “and how did you enjoy it?” She questioned, directing her attention towards Harry.

“The movie was good! Until he had to use the bathroom, and then he fell asleep on me.” Harry chuckled as he stole a cracker from the plate on the kitchen island.

“Xav! You fell asleep?” She questioned with a chuckle. Xavier nodded shyly.

“N’aww, that’s okay. Did you have fun with daddy though?” She questioned as Xavier nuzzled his face into her leg.

“Mhm, I did.” Xavier replied with a grin.

“That’s all that matters then!” She replied as she glanced over at Harry, who had the goofiest grin on his face. He was really happy, and everything felt right in the world.

Being at home, safe and sound, with his three favourite people, Harry felt that was the perfect end to an amazing day.

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Pumpkin Patch.

a few ideas I’ve come up with that I can definitely see happening when Harry and his missus take the little ones to the pumpkin patch 🎃✨👻

Imagine...

⁃ going to the pumpkin patch with your husband Harry, your 4 year old daughter, and your nearly 1 year old son

⁃ everyone is dressed in cute, comfy, casual clothes (jeans, soft t-shirts, warm jackets, matching brown boots)

⁃ your daughter kicking the back of Harry’s seat excitedly as you drive to the local pumpkin farm

⁃ Harry setting up the stroller and placing your happy, babbling baby boy into it

⁃ “There yeh go, bug! Let’s go find some pumpkins, yeah?”

⁃ your daughter picking the first pumpkin she sets her eyes on

⁃ “I like this one, daddy!” “Are yeh sure? There’s still lots to look at, sweets.”

⁃ Harry giving in and picking up the large pumpkin your daughter liked the best

⁃ instructing your daughter to pick out the best looking pumpkins that will sit at the front of the house

⁃ “There’s a daddy pumpkin, a mumma pumpkin, a big sister pumpkin and a baby brother pumpkin! Look! It’s soooo little!”

⁃ your daughter holding up a tiny pumpkin to her baby brother in the stroller, who takes it and immediately tries to shove it in his mouth and eat it

⁃ “No, no! We don’t eat the pumpkins, yeh silly goose!”

⁃ The goofy grin on Harry’s face as he looks down adoringly at his little babies 😻❤️

⁃ Family photos amongst the fields of pumpkins !!!

⁃ Harry asking random strangers to take your pictures

⁃ The kids not wanting to cooperate, because...they’re kids

⁃ “Pretend like we’re having fun!” “Harry, neither of them want to sit with us!” “Okay, just take a picture of m’wife and I then.”

⁃ having random strangers take cute pictures of you and Harry while the kids wander around beside you

⁃ Letting your son out of the stroller to walk around and explore for a bit

⁃ He stumbles up to a bunch of pumpkins and tries to lift them up, but has no success

⁃ Gets frustrated and toddles over to Harry, who scoops him up and cuddles him into his arms

⁃ your son rubbing his eyes tiredly as you walk around some more

⁃ “I think it’s someone’s nap time!”

⁃ Harry carrying around an asleep little guy in his arms as you all walk back to the car

⁃ packing your family of pumpkins, and your actual family, into the car

⁃ listening to your daughter and Harry sing along loudly to the Frozen soundtrack on the car ride home

⁃ you just feel super happy and excited to spend the cozy, autumn season with your three favourite people in the entire world 💖💗💓

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sooo who wants to talk about dad!harry (and how stinking cute his little babies would be) with me? ☺️