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a sunday kind of love | harry lewis

summary: y/n and harry's wholesome sunday together face claim: dua lipa

a/n: feel free to request anything harry lewis related!!! thinking about writing a longer fic instead of instagram au's soon so any ideas would be much appreciated <33

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w2sfan24 omg mother feeding us this sunday morning liked by y/n_username ♥️

anesongib looking good bogger

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behzingagram oh harry

ynw2slover this picture screams post shag

sidemenfan1 i'm so down bad for this man

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taliamar such cuties

freyanightingale wholesome babes

ksi how many plants do you two need ↳ y/n_username always room for more jj

calfreezy that jumper is outrageous bog liked by y/n_username ♥️

w2sfan3 love these two together

sidemenlover5 bet they're watching the new sidemen sunday ↳ y/n_username of course

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For Y/N and Harry, Sundays were sacred - a precious day of peace amidst the chaos of their busy lives. It was the one day of the week they cherished above all else, a day in which Harry had no sidemen shoots and Y/N wasn't stuck halfway across London in a studio working late nights recording songs.

Each Sunday morning, as the sun peeked through their shutter blinds, Y/N and Harry would wake up with a sense of anticipation and excitement. The pair would brew a pot of fragrant coffee (some independent coffee beans that Harry had picked up on his travels), the rich aroma filling their cozy kitchen as Y/N started cooking up Harry's favourite breakfast, a full English.

With their cups of coffee in hand, they would retreat to their sunlit living room, adorned with plush sofas and soft blankets, and settle in for a day of relaxation. Cuddled up together on the sofa, their legs entwined, as they indulged in some of their favourite pastimes - watching random Youtube videos they had saved to their watch later or scrolling through Tiktok, showing each other silly videos that they knew the other would find hilarious.

As the morning turned to afternoon, Harry and Y/N would muster up the energy to venture outdoors for a leisurely stroll through quiet London streets, hand in hand, breathing in the crisp air. They would visit their favourite spots - Y/N dragging Harry into overpriced clothing boutiques, him following behind, arms crossed, pretending he didn't enjoy seeing her get excited over a questionable-looking pair of shoes. Not long after, Y/N would grow tired of shopping, squeezing Harry's arm to get his attention, ''I'm hungry again, '' she’d say, to which he'd roll his eyes but would rush to fish his phone out of his pocket to find a quaint cafe on Google Maps that she could have a pastry in.

Upon returning home, they would make a simple lunch together - a spread of sandwiches, salads and soup - which they would enjoy in the comfort of their small balcony attached to their flat. Even though it was small, Y/N had decorated it with some garden furniture, fairy lights and a few plants, transforming it into an oasis of greenery and comfort. Harry hated to admit it but she had a better eye for decorating than he did.

As the sun began to set and the sky turned shades of pink and orange, they would go back instead to cozy up on their sofa, covering one another with blankets. A warm glow on their faces as they shared stories of dreams they had the night before, their voices becoming hushed in the quiet of the evening.

When the series they were watching came to an end and stars emerged in the night sky outside, Harry and Y/N would retire to their bedroom, hearts full and bodies weary from a day spent in each other's company. The pair would fall asleep wrapped in each other's arms, grateful for the precious gift of Sundays - a day to relax and revel in the love they shared.

Ready to do it all again next Sunday.

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Beautiful bog

teacher: you cant hear photos

me:

hmmm what are some fanfic tropes the sdmn fandom should write more...

jumberjack!w2s x reader >based on sdmn camping vid >idk just hard fluff/smut of jacked af lumberjack harry surely

kitchen porter!ChrisMD x waitress!reader >based on sdmn open restaurant vid >chris that gets bossed about by the kitchen but reader thinks is cute >shy ahh Chris that also gets teased by the chefs (harry + Simon + ethan + others) for so obviously liking you >i reckon a fic of just straight flirty interactions + chris being teased by the boys for it would be fire >like, imagine one encounter being waitress being stressed over orders n venting that out to Chris while he's piling up the plates that she has to go deliver + once she's returned having delivered all the food, Chris also gives her a drink or little smth just as a pick-me-up / sweet gesture... reader overwhelmed with graciousness so you lean over the bar to give him a peck on the cheek before being called over by manager >chris returns to the kitchen bright red + JJ (having seen the encounter) teases Chris by describing it all to the other workers (Ethan + Harry + Josh etc.) n they all pat him on the back and laugh at how chivalrous (and bright red) he is

mechanic!willne x reader >oops white mustang ref >based on Will's peru vid

obsessive!ArthurTv x popular!reader >idk where i got this one from tbh - maybe kinda inspired by YOU (the show, not you) >but like, INSANELY obsessed with reader - loves everything about you to the point it gets stalkerish >probs a smut ending - reader confronts arthur about it... maybe says they can have a one time thing just to get it out of his system

athlete!G Clarkey x nerdy!reader >it just works doesnt it >based off of literally everything about him >deeffo a smut, unless we want j a really flirty fic which idm either >but like, deffo themes of size kink, G Clarkey muscle worship, shy reader

Arthur Hill x tattoo artist!reader >idk smth about riding him on the table you're meant to be tattooing him on or smth hey idk

Business!Calfreezy x employee!reader >yk how cal is sorta a business guy in terms of the whole fellas-running-podcasts things? >okay so now imagine he has a thing for you n you can sense that... >so whenever you want smth from him - be it a specialist producer, or a new set of microphones, or a set upgrade... >you gotta walk into freezy's office n he makes you earn it >can either be a single one like that, or a pace change-up where reader/freezy tells the other that they don't want each other just for transactional purposes n then the smut ensues 🎁

WillNE x Freezy!sister >OKAY based from the last idea asw >freezy's sister who's just outta uni + Cal's given her a part time to basically be a runner + assistant for him n everyone in the fellas building >will who notices a cute girl in the building's kitchen every so often + sparks up convo w her from time to time n really likes her vibe >just when he's gonna ask her whether she wants to come back to his office to continue one of their convos, after a few weeks of having seen her - cal steps in n tells her to piss off or smth >will reprimands him for not being very nice + cal validates it w "eh, she's my sister before being my worker - i get to be mean to her" >n then in full launch: hidden dating n relationship trope.

anyone want to volunteer to send me screen recordings of george clarkey thirst traps when tiktok gets banned?

who won the 24 hour race?

can i request some harry fluff make it whatever you want tho :))

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𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨___𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙇𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙨 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Thank you for requesting!! I hope it's fluffy enough <3

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The chilly air of the night was sneaking under your clothes and you shuddered. "Are you cold Darling?" Harry questioned. "A little bit, but it's okay" you stated and sent him a little smile.

The two of you were on a weekend get away outside of London. Wrapped in blankets and head resting on Harry's chest, you admidered the starry sky above you.

"I'm happy we came here tonight" Harry whispered and pressed a tender kiss to the crown of your head. "Me too. It's so peaceful and nice out here" you referred to the cosy cabin that Harry had rented for a few days.

"What do you wanna do tomorrow?" you wondered. "Sleep in with you for a long time. And then go on a little walk, to admire the nature you know." Harry proposed with a dreamy smile. "I'd like that very much" you agreed and pecked his slightly chapped lips.

"I hope it'll be like this in the future too" Harry chuckled, causing you to look at his face for a clarification: "What do you mean?". His eyes met yours and he stroked your cheek with his thumb before continuing, "When we're old, I mean. When our kids are already as old as us right now. Then I want it to be just the two us, just calmly with each other. Nothing nor anyone rushing us," Harry imagined his future with you, eyes filled with lovesick joy.

You and Harry hadn't even talked about kids yet. So when you heard him planning the future of you and him so far ahead in his head, you were positively surprised. "I didn't know you thought so seriously about us, but I hope so too."

"Well, I love you Y/N, what else can I say. And I want to continue doing it till I die" Harry confessed, cheeks heating up a little. "I love you too Harry" you giggled and grabbed his face to kiss his lips again.

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𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪___𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙇𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙨 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Thank you to the person that requested <33 !! Unfortunately i lost the request when i accidentally posted this before it was ready, I'm very sorry for that.

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The people around you would describe you as someone strong, dominant, independent and fearless. Yet the last trait wasn't completely true. Would you cut a bitch because they insulted your friend, yes. But would you ever watch a horror movie, no fucking way.

Maybe that's the reason that made sidemen so instent on you participating in the next sidemen sunday. And even when you absolutely hated just hearing the idea, you still couldn't say no. Because you owned Ethan a favor, a big one.

So here you were with Harry, in a horrifying escape room. "Why couldn't there be two teams of four, instead of 3 uneven ones?" You wondered out loud as your eyes scanned the room. You guessed that it was supposed to belong to a crazy scientist of some sort.

"Come on, I'm not that bad" Harry sent you mischievous grin and started looking around the rooms for any clues that could help the two of you.

It had been 30 minutes and the staff was getting annoyed at Harry asking for extra help every 2 minutes. While you were hanging on edge of a panic attack the whole time. But thanks to a lot of experience you easily hid it from Harry.

"That doesn't make any sense Harry!!! WE HAVE TO OPEN THIS CABINET NOT THAT ONE" you explained to the boy who was driving you crazy with his stubbornness. "BUT THAT CODE DOESN'T GO THERE!!!" He responded, still not listening to you.

Not bothering to waste time on arguing you decided to prove that you were right. You gathered the codes from the chemical labels and put them in the right order according to the testing containers on the table.

After you put in the code a 'click' sound signaled that the door had opened. As Harry realized that you were right all along, he admited defeat, "Okay okay, you were right, sorry. Now let's get out of here". You nodded in agreement and pulled the door open.

Were you naive to think that, that was all? Maybe. But that didn't change you and Harry's dissapoinment when there was another part of the escape room in front of you. But the dissapoinment changed to panicked fear real quick after you noticed bunch of old dolls in the next room.

When it came to any kind of horror you were a huge pussy, but dolls were a whole different category that you didn't even have words for. One of your mothers old dolls had scared you for your life when you were little. So when a bunch of old dolls, overwhelming music that made your blood run cold and being stuck in a creepy room were all combined, you just couldn't hide your fear anymore.

Harry stepped into the next room and let out a tired sigh. "You coming?" he turned around after he didn't hear you following him, but the expression on your face made him feel actual fear. "Hey, are-are you okay?" He stepped closer to you and gently grabbed your hand. "I fucking hate dolls" you whispered out as you started breathing heavier and heavier with every moment.

His mind crashed as he didn't know what to do. Harry wrapped his hand around you and said, "They're not going to hurt you". You were suprised, you had been sure that he'd make fun of you. But here he was, actually being concerned and trying to comfort you. "Not over my dead body that is" he added, trying to cheer you up. It didn't quite work as your whole body was shaking and tears streamed down your cheeks.

Suddenly the exit door was opened from the outside and 2 members of the staff came in. "Are you okay Miss?" One of them asked in an anxious tone. You gave her a hesitant nod, but she could tell from your face that, that wasn't true. "Let's get you out of here" Harry whispered to you and led you out of the room.

"I saw from the cameras that she looked extremely troubled so i needed to check up on you guys", the woman explained as the other staff had already went somewhere else. Harry nodded at her and thanked her. After the woman had left, leaving the two of you alone in the lounge he turned to you again.

"Sorry for this. I told the guys it wouldn't be a good idea for a video, but well.. They thought otherwise" he talked, but you were still scared even when you weren't in the room anymore. The place had shaken you up pretty badly and you felt totally frozen. You could only cry as Harry held you in his arms and tried to calm you down.

The others took some time to finish with their rooms. Luckily for you it was enough time to get yourself somewhat stable. And after some waiting they stepped into the lounge and approached the grey couches that you and Harry were sitting on.

"Sorry for that Y/N" Ethan said and sat next to you. "Nah, it's okay. Now you can add 'gone wrong' to the title" you gave him a light smile, waiting with Harry had really calmed you down. The rest of the guys giggled at your comment and felt relieved that you weren't mad at them for dragging you here.

All of you started walking to JJ's and Simon's apartment since it was surprisingly only a few minutes away. Harry and you walked behind the others. "Thanks for helping me back there" you looked at him with a smile. "Yeah, no problem. You would've done the same" he mirrored your smile.

"You're not wrong" you agree with the boy next to you. You didn't like to be scared, but the way Harry treated you back there would linger in your and his mind for a few days, atleast.

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