Us : Harry when’s HS4 coming??

Harry : 🏃💨

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ex-boyfriend!harry x you

just a lil somethin somethin. wrote this super quick and didn’t proof read it so !!!! basically just smut with a lil bit of a plot, didn’t go into too much detail w the plot. just was in a….mood if you know what i mean HAHAHA.

wc: 2.8k

tw: ex-boyfriend!harry, smut 18+, squirting if you squint, unprotected sex, p in v. use protection kids!!!

bad idea, right?

#anthony heart eyes emoji bridgerton

QUEEN CHARLOTTE & KING GEORGE

QUEEN CHARLOTTE: A BRIDGERTON STORY (2023)

Penelope Featherington and Colin Bridgerton Bridgerton — Season 3 (2024)

Penelope Featherington in emerald green | Bridgerton 3x01 (Out of the Shadows)

PLEASE 🫶🏻

ONE DAY ↳book > screen

While not sentimental, there were times when Dexter could sit quietly and watch Emma Morley laughing or telling a story and feel absolutely sure that she was the finest person he knew.

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He could feel her laugher against his chest, and at that moment he thought that there was no better feeling than making Emma Morley laugh.

ONE DAY ↳book > screen

Through another door, Dexter could glimpse the bedroom. One bedroom, one bed. He could feel the blood pumping in his chest.

She had begun to drink, taking big gulps, when suddenly Dexter’s hand was on her shoulder, then he was in front of her somehow, and kissing her. Her mouth still full of the effervescing water, she purse her lips tight to prevent it squirting in his face like a soda siphon. Leaning away, she pointed at her cheeks, absurdly ballooned like a puffer fish, flapped her hands, and made a noise that approximated to ‘hold on a moment’.

Chivalrously, Dexter stepped back to allow her to swallow. “Sorry about that.” “S’okay. You took me by surprise, that’s all.” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Okay now?” “Fine, but Dexter, I have to tell you…” And he was kissing her again. "The thing is, Dex-" "Sorry about that, I just...bit self-conscious-" 

ONE DAY ↳book > screen 

Of course leaving now would mean that he would never see her again. He wondered if she would mind, and presumed she would: they usually did. But would he mind?

He examined her face as she slept. There was no denying that her face- well, her face was a wonder.

ONE DAY ↳book > screen

“I told him I had tonsillitis.” “What is that? Tonsillitis. In French?” Her fingers went to her throat. “Je suis très désolé, mais mes glandes sont gonflées, she croaked feebly. “Je pense que je peux avoir l’amygdalite.” 

“L’amy…?” “L’amygdalite.” “You have an amazing vocab.” “Well, you know.” She shrugged modestly. “Had to look it up.”

They smiled at each other. Then, as if an idea had suddenly occurred to her, she quickly crossed the room in three long strides, took his face between her hands, and kissed him. 

Harry photographed for Harry's House by Lillie Eiger