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writing long fics scares me shitless (esp bc it's my first time properly writing an 'x reader',) but don't worry it is coming!! (at around 3,000 words rn which is awesome)
hopeful to get it out tmrw morning or wednesday evening, and also trying to get another SMAU or two out before starting the next long fic
I was wondering you could do a smau where everyone is talking about yns best moments with the other girls and the boys reply with some pictures but Harry and Ethan have the most of faith and yn (maybe even yn and Olive) and Simon of yn and Talia also some with yn and Juni
"MY GIRLS AND I" (SMAU)
harry 'wroetoshaw' lewis x fem!reader
a collection of tweets focusing on Y/N's relationships with her fellow WAGs!
A/N: this is actually such a cute request!!! y/n is implied to be an influencer. reader uses she/her pronouns, and as always, pics are not representative of reader's appearance, just the vibes!! i hope this is okay xx
Harry 'Wroetoshaw' Lewis x fem!reader (social media AU)
A/N: reader is an influencer in her own right and uses she/her pronouns, all pics found on Pinterest and are not representative of appearance just vibes. the reader and talia are best friends (and she's friends with the other partners) which should be a given in any of my work. i lowkey fucked up my formatting so just imagine everything is a reply to the first tweet below, okay? slightly suggestive content (click on images to see the full thing and for better quality!)
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headcanons (how you met + general headcanons)!
harry 'wroetoshaw' lewis x fem!reader - "Black cat!gf & Golden retriever!bf"
A/N: fem reader but no other descriptors for physical appearance other than that reader is attractive, very cool & wearing a dress, swearing and drinking alcohol throughout the fic, they kiss, possibly suggestive in some parts ?? this is LONG for headcanons i fear, maybe it'll be turned into an actual fic one day but who knows. (i tried my best)
backstory first!!
you and your long-term partner had broken up, and your friends managed to convince you to come on a night-out (circa June 2018), which was basically like a miracle
like you don't like people at the best of times, really. but when they're drunk and sweaty?? that's even worse
anyways, so you're in the corner nursing a vodka cranberry in this little yellow mini dress, watching your friends dance, when you get jostled by this group of guys
they're loud, and you're pissed off, and you turn around and are accidentally immediately drenched in some brightly coloured cocktail. what. the. fuck.
you're just standing there in shock, whilst this blond boy is wide-eyed stuttering out apologies whilst his friends laugh (at him, of course), and you realise that your dress is completely ruined. and this boy has just realised it too
from Harry's POV (also coming out of a relationship, albeit a shorter one), he's just met the most beautiful person he has ever seen. and she's giving him the most disdainful look he's ever seen from another human.
in his very very very drunken state, Harry decides to try and remedy the situation by taking his t-shirt off and offering it to you to try and cover the stain on your dress, but obviously you say 'no', because no matter how attractive this guy is and how ruined your dress is, why would you take his shirt????
his friends are still laughing, because Harry is a notoriously mean drunk, and if he'd spilt his drink on anyone else, he'd be arguing with them, but he was like falling over himself to apologise to you. and you didn't want to give him the time of day!
you shoved the shirt back in his hands, and started to walk towards the bathroom, abandoning your drink and garnering your friends' attention on your way, when you realise he's following you like a puppy with his tail between his legs, drunk off his head and still holding the shirt.
you turn around to face him, and he has a really dopey smile on his flushed face.
"I- ifff you won't take my shirt, at least take my number!" he slurs out, and you're just standing there incredulously, whilst your friends are cheering you on from the dance floor. "I'm Harry fuckin' Lewis! I'm in the fuckin'- the fuckin' Sidemen! I could buy you a new dress! I could buy you 10,000 new dresses!"
"Uh-huh. I'm sure that's true." a bit snarky? sure, but also, who the fuck is this guy?!
he senses your disbelief, and pulls out his Supreme branded wallet, and hands you two crisp Β£50 notes. you take them, and slip them into your purse. (i would do the same)
"That proves nothing, but like- thanks?" You smile (albeit awkwardly and a bit forced at him), and to Harry, you've made his whole year.
"Sooooo your number? Or- or- or I'lll give you mine?" He's still smiling toothily, and you hate to admit it but he's kind of (incredibly) attractive.
What happens after is:
You agree to take his phone number, but it takes you a while to text him - a while being like,,, three weeks. What you don't see, is Harry getting desperate. at shoots, he's checking his phone constantly.
he was very drunk, but not drunk enough to forget your smile.
so when you do text him: 'hey, i'm y/n (the girl from the bar whose dress you ruined)'
he is jumping for fucking joy like they are filming when he gets the text, and his face goes through about 7 different emotions, and Ethan tries to steal his phone to see what it is.
he doesn't reply in the moment, but does later, and is giggling like a child the whole time.
he immediately tries to arrange a time to meet framing it as a date, but you're like "slow down, cowboy"
it's not that you don't like him, but:
1. you did just get out of another relationship.
2. he's very eager, and that's not something you're used to from boys (because typically they're stupid) and it kind of scares you.
but he is also eager to get you a new dress, so when he frames it as that (even though you know it'll end up being a date), you agree.
and the rest is, as they say, history.
you and harry meet up at a shopping centre, and he ends up following you around (and buys you not only a new dress, but also like anything he sees you look at for more than 5 seconds). he jokingly complains about having to carry the bags, but when you try and take them, he will not let you. you complain about him paying for you, but when you try and pay, he won't let you.
the 'date' ends up lasting over 7 hours, because after you finish shopping, Harry's like "Oo, I'm hungry, are you?" so you get food, and then he walks you home, but obviously, you're like "This route is probably nicer this time of night.", so you guys end up walking the scenic route, and spend a lot more time actually talking and getting to know each other.
he's not as immature as you had first thought, and he makes terrible jokes that somehow make you laugh, and he makes you feel all warm and gooey inside which is just... eugh unbelievable.
when you arrive back at your flat building, he insists on carrying the bags up for you, and then he... doesn't kiss you at the door??? so after he drops them inside and says goodbye, you make a choice.
you run after him to the lift, and you kiss him.
he doesn't kiss you back immediately, and so you back off, smile awkwardly and turn around, but before you know it, he's got you pinned against the wall outside of the lift, you can feel the heat radiating off of his body, and his mouth roughly meets yours, his hands trawling across your body, settling at your waist (and you're kissing him back, obviously).
it's a few minutes of that before you break apart, resting forehead to forehead, and he's looking into your eyes like he wants to look into them forever.
and he smiles that stupid, dopey smile (he's drunk off of you instead of alcohol this time), and since then, you've been locked in.
GENERAL RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS
his love languages are gift-giving (more specifically, giving you his card and letting you spend his money - like he borderline gets offended if you don't use his card for stuff) and physical touch.
idk if you've ever seen that one meme that's like "came home drunk and got way to excited to see my cat" that's him with you.
He is THEEE most annoying guy on Earth. But like not on purpose.
He *has* to be cuddling you in order to sleep, but like in a heatwave, itβs a nightmare. but he still does it. You can try and move away, but it wonβt work, no matter how much you complain.
Loves to randomly poke you and like play with your hair, you've mastered your side-eye, but it genuinely does not seem to affect him at all.
you guys moved in together before the second Covid lockdown, because your roommate had moved out a few months before the first one, and you were all alone for the first one, and the loneliness was stifling.
you two have been together for like 8 years at this point... which is insanity.
the other Sidemen (especially when they found out that you're the same person from the club that night) love to take the piss out of Harry - they think you're too cool (and also too hot) for him.
you've also become amazing friends with Faith, Talia, Ellie, Freya etc.
he always buys you a souvenir from the Sidemen travel videos, and like the other Sidemen (especially like Ethan or Vik) are in charge of calling you if he gets too mopey on a night out from missing you.
he also uses these travel videos as a way of scouting areas for your couple holidays.
you've been in like two videos, but not properly - like he asks you a question and you answer from off-camera, and during one of those ChrisMD videos, the audience see you let in the human statue guy with Calfreezy.
in any photos you take together, Harry has a massive smile on his face, and unless you two are like looking at each other, it looks lowkey like you hate him.
he'll be recording like an episode of the Sidecast, and you call him so he answers on camera, and you're just asking him a question, or like kind of 'chewing him out' so to speak (for example, he didn't wash the dishes), and he just has the biggest heart eyes listening to you talk.
some people say you're too mean, or too quiet for Harry, but he is right where he wants to be with you.
when you and yours go on nights out, he is your biggest hype man. he's never gonna tell you what to wear, he's gonna fight other people for looking, and he always asks you to do a spin for him to show off your outfit.
visiting Guernsey with him is always an experience. at this point his family enjoys seeing you more than they enjoy seeing him, because chances are he'll be up in his room recording a video of some kind, and you'll actually be the one spending time with them. gossiping with his sister and mum is awesome, and probably a favourite pastime of yours.
he is basically capable of reading your mind, so even when you struggle to talk about things, he knows what you need/want.
he'll indulge all of your passions (i.e. attending concerts with you even if he doesn't listen to the artist, watching musicals with you, watching the football team you support play even if he doesn't support them - he likely has their jersey anyways)
to conclude, Harry Lewis loves you more than he'll probably love anything ever, and everyone makes sure to remind him that you are too good for him, but you also love him more than anything else, and you two are gonna spend the rest of your lives together <3
messaging the Sidemen to see if they would cover for Harry (smau)
Harry Lewis x reader (established relationship and he doesn't really appear) (i tried to make y/n as gender neutral as possible)
CW: implied cheating kind of (no actual cheating), y/n loves Talia (but who doesn't), it's my first fic-adjacent thing, y/n is kind of a dry texter and is friends with the boys - ignore any spelling mistakes, i am hungover.