Lady Blue

Walk with me y’all 🚶🏿‍♀️… I’m thinking thoughts 🤔

extremely time consuming. Remember someone actually took time out of their life to create that, time they could’ve used to, idk, sleep, for example

entertainment you’re consuming for free. I can’t stress this enough: you’re enjoying someone else’s craft for free. You paid exactly zero money to look at/read/watch it.

S H A R E D  with you, not made for you. This is the most important point: someone created that, put it online and you found it. No one forced you to consume that fanwork, you C H O S E  to do it. 

Don't sit there and go to a person who writes for black or other races and ethics reader complaining. There's enough fics with blonde girl and pale skin girls. It makes you sound racist.

Get you some UNCLE NEAREST!

…and watch this commercial!

Chris Evans

“Welcome Back, Daddy”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/189147988366

“A Quick Midnight Run”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/189147587296

“If I Was Your Girlfriend”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/190651449146/if-i-was-your-girlfriend-part-1

Harry Styles

“Mr. Styles, Mrs. Styles, & Miss Styles”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/190456498006/mr-styles-mrs-styles-miss-styles

“BEFORE THE SESSION”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/190817811821/before-the-session

“WE’ll GET THE DRINKS IN” (One Shot)

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/616572103123206144/well-get-the-drinks-in-one-shot

“DAY WITH DADDY”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/620651558514868224/day-with-daddy

“WILD THOUGHTS” (series)

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/612719097211486208/wild-thoughts-pt-1

Chris Hemsworth

“Caught Up” (Imagine)

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/187609328001/caught-up-imagine

“Now That You’ve Mentioned It”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/187825640821/now-that-youve-mentioned-it

“Daddy Duties”

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/190746237941/daddy-duties

“Trying For Baby No. 2” part 1

https://mangos4u.tumblr.com/post/612059099348320256/trying-for-baby-no-2-pt-1

NOTE: I don’t know if I want this to be a series or not. Let me know what y’all think?? Do y’all want more from this family? Leave a comment please!

Pairing: Harry Styles x black ofc

The Parents:

Noni M. Styles Harry E. Styles

(31 yrs old) (30 years old)

The Kids:

Niko H. Styles Milo D. Styles Nina A. Styles

(3 yrs old) (2 yrs old) (2 mths old)

Background:

Noni and Harry have known each other for about ten years, since their younger years. Harry had always had the biggest crush in Noni but was always to scared to approach her, fearing it would ruin their relationship. After years of flirty banter, platonic sleepovers, and seeing each other through other relationships, Harry finally confronted her. And it turns out she felt the same way. It happened when Harry was 25, and Noni was 26. She was just scared that he wasn’t into black girls. And despite there being just a year difference in age, Harry would constantly tease Noni about being a cougar. And Noni’s playful response would insist that Harry has a ‘thing’ for older women and wanted a ‘suga mama’. To which he would simply laugh and shrug his shoulders in admittance.

The relationship moved quiet fast, compared to what Noni was used to. And this was mostly due to Harry, who felt no need to hesitate, knowing she was the one. Harry knew he wanted to marry you and create a gorgeous family with you moments after you had met. Constantly telling the story of how he really did see his whole future in her eyes. “I jus’ always pictured us together. With a bunch of beautiful babies crawling all ‘ova me”. He couldn’t wait to get started.

Noni has always been on the fence about having children. Being with Harry quickly changed that. There agreement to wait a few years was once again changed due to Harry, whom persuaded her otherwise on the honeymoon. Soon the union resulted with their beautiful boy, Niko. When Noni found out that they were pregnant, Harry was the first to call it, even before her. “I think ye’ pregnant luv”, he finally admitted while on the brink of happy tears. He was practically glowing more than Noni was.

Milo, was conceived after Harry had finished the HS1 tour. Finally having time off to spend with the family, just made his baby fever grew even more. And Noni’s as well, considering how amazing he was with the children. A pure natural.

The newest addition was Nina, Harry’s babygirl. Nina was even less of a surprise. Harry and Noni both wanted another baby after Milo. Harry, however, desperately wanted a daughter this time around— who would looked likeNina. Just as it was making Milo and Niko, making Nina was equally as beautiful. “W-want daughter jus’ like ye sweetheart”, H would whisper in her ear while making love to her. “S’ gunna be s’beautiful like her mum”. He said that if not successful the first attempt, he would keep trying till they got their princess...as many time as it would take.

Just as they were as friends and lovers, Harry and Noni were fun-loving, free-spirited parents. They were open but did believe in having some sense of structure and discipline of course. Especially since the kids were half their cheeky and mischievous father, they needed some rules for that Styles-rebel-gene. However , they encouraged their children to be themselves to the fullest, express themselves, be loving, and most of all treat people with kindness!

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Pairing: Harry Styles x reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, 18+

*Note* I didn’t proofread too much because I just had to get this out😂😅

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You and Harry has just got back to LA from your honeymoon in Bora Bora. You both had wished that he could have some more days off but he had to get back to work.

Harry and the band had a studio session schedule for the same day you guys got back and it was too late to reschedule. This particular studio stayed booked and busy.

Your plane arrived in LA around 5pm. The session was set for 8pm. Not wanting to get too comfortable at your shared LA apartment, you guys decided to just rest at the studio till the time came.

Luckily, a previous band had decided to leave the studio early so you two didn’t have and problem getting in.

You both were a little jet lagged, a little tired, but still incredibly horny. You two could not keep your hands off each other. Of course you were handsy before the marriage and engagement. But something about being newlyweds really turned both you and Harry on. Especially Harry.

When the other artists had left, Harry shot a text to the group letting them know you guys were there, and to let him know when they were close by. You made your way into the control room, thinking Harry was going to check out the isolation booth. Instead he clung to you like a love sick puppy. Pulling on the wasitband of your fitted jean skirt. Fingers eventually climbing up to grab your waist, tightening. Signaling you he needed his wife. And he needed you now.

“Come on now. You’re back at work. Enough of that”. A deep whimper escaped his lips due as a result of your rejection. The bulge in his black pants began to heighten. Whispering his thought in you ear, you exclaimed, “No! You are not about to have me butt naked in this studio! Someone could be here any minute”. Harry’s bulge pressed against the back of you. Letting you know that he was down if you were.

Pretending to be interested in the buttons and controls, facing the studio. You played around with a few things. Your fingers slowly sliding up and down the buttons. Harry stood back and watched. His right arm folded across his stomach, as the other arm leaning against his chest. With his hand fidgeting with his face (trying to find something to do with his hands besides himself or you). He viewed it as teasing. How could soemthing so trivial turn him on—wishing you hands were gliding all over him instead.

Maybe on the rug in the middle of the floor? Maybe on the couch in the back of the room? Maybe right here standing in front of the control system? Harry’s mind wandered endlessly about how he could make love to you all over this room before the band got here. I mean he knew of course this was a place for making music and creativity, but it could also be used for something else. Besides—the noises and sounds you made when making love was music to his ears.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me hun’, do ya?”, a low-toned Harry questioned as he wiped his face upward, brushing hair off his face. He paced the floor back and forth slowly. You finally turned around and faced him with a devilish smirk on your face. Correction: you knew exactly what you were doing.

“What’s wrong daddy?” Harry’s green eyes darkened with pulsating lust. What had she just call him? She WAS teasing. She did want to be bent over and taken right here and now. “Thinking ‘bout bending me over? Making love to me on that sofa?”. You bit your bottom lip, enticing him. It was like you read Harry’s mind.

All he could say was “YES”. His face in shock. Then you made a bold and risqué move. You grasped the bottom of your jean skirt and raised it up. Next, your fingers grabbed your black lace panties and slid them halfway down you legs, just sitting there. Then, you freed your hard nipples by elevating your white fitted shirt. Your bare breasts exposed and nipples chilled with the draft of the studio. Lastly, you turned yourself over to face the control system and laid your hands down, leaning over just so Harry could have a pretty view of your sweet pussy.

“Fuck love”. Harry walks over and immediately drops to his knees. Basking in all your glory, he takes his hands and spreads your thighs wider apart. “This sweet lor’ pussy is all mine innit?”. The coldness from his metallic rings sent chills to your skin. He squeezed your cheeks and spread them apart. And then suddenly before you can look back at him, you feel a long warm swipe along your entrance.

It was his tongue inserting in and out of you. Teasing your clit. Engulfed in your wetness. Drinking the nectar he was being blessed with. You would think that his knees would get tired but not this guy. Harry could eat pussy as long as you let him. Under any circumstance. Even if it was alone in a studio with just you and him with a quick time to spare.

Moans and groans left your mouth as your hands found his curls to tightly hold on to. “Mmm Harry...yes da—...gonna cum—”. After the floodgates had open and Harry slurped and drank every ounce of you he could, he came up for air with your nectar all across his face. “Taste like strawberries luv, y’h taste so good for daddy”, licking his lips savoring you. “Don’t tease me H. Just fuck me already!”

“Ooo anxious aren’t we? But just a few minutes ago...” he stood up and turned you to face him, placing his large hand gripping your neck. His eyes were full of lust more than ever before. “Now you want daddy to fuck you eh? Want me to fill ye’ up in the middle of this studio?”. You rolled your eyes in anticipation and irritation. You hated being proven wrong and how quickly he could get you turned on. Your rosebud pulsated more Han it ever had before. The excitement...the risquéness of it all. “Just shut up and fu—”, before you could finish your sentence he slammed you up on the control system and shoved your legs open abruptly.

The next thing you knew he was slamming his cock inside you, choking your neck. His hips shoving into you back and forth, back and forth. You managed to wrap your dangling legs around his waist. Harry’s pants and briefs slid halfway down his legs. Your ass ached from his force and of course from sitting on buttons and shit. But you didn’t care he felt too damn good to stop. The sound of his balls slapping against you ass echoed through the studio, amplified in sound of course. Your pussy’ drippings and Harry’s precum contributing a sloshing sound to the already-made-melody, of Harry wrecking yo shit. “Now what was that shit—you were talking earlier hun? About me not fucking you...Ugh...right here and right now?”, he struggled to let out in between grunts. His thrusts were strong and deep, showing no signs of letting up. “MMPH...HARRY!”, feeling an orgasm brewing in the pit of your ovaries . Harry was destroying you and all you could say was “OH MY GOD” “...oh GOD”,“GOD YES!”. And he couldn’t take his hands off of you. His hands gripping your tits, using those large thumbs of his to massage your ripe nipples. A breathy smile formed as you two made eye contact. “UGH, look at th’beautiful face of yours. You sunshine, you temptress. Fuck me”. His lips abruptly locking with yours in mid strokes, tugging on each other’s lips.

Electric jolts began to crash your body. Harry’s thrust becoming sloppier and slower. Creating the perfect mix of movement. Leaving you to screamin’ Harry’s name like a maniac. You both climaxed simultaneously. Harry exerted his last few jerks, face buried in your neck, trying to make it last. Holding on to what he could. But he couldn’t. His hot semen spurted inside you, filling your womb. His eyes closed shut. His body shuddering and twitching—trying to come down from it’s utterly blissful state. He had came too hard and you felt too good.

“Sh-shit love, I couldn’t help myself. You just felt s’good”, Harry confessed in breathy sighs nuzzled in your neck. You chuckled, “It’s okay baby, I can’t say I didn’t want it. You don’t think it’s possible we just made a baby do you?”, but still tried to catch your breath. Both of your bodies rising and dropping intensely, trying to recooperate. You intertwine your fingers in his short curly locs, pecking kisses on his forehead. You and Harry put your clothes back on, silently smirking at each other. Harry, in particular with that smug look on his face.

Of course now Harry’s smug look on his face had to be accompanied with words, “I—”.

“Don’t say it.”, you interjected as you rolled your eyes. Before he could even get the first complete word out, you didn’t wanna hear it. You didn’t want to hear ‘I told you so’. You didn’t wanna hear that he was right about being able to get you naked in the middle of this studio. You didn’t wanna admit he had that kind of effect on you. Harry started again, “You said—”. “No”, you insisted.

“Fine”, Harry said smirking fixing his hair and adjusting his high-wasted black pants. “...I was just gonna say that I WAS ABLE TO GET YOU ASS NAKED IN THE STUDIO, that’s all”. You playfully shoved Harry to the side as he approached you.

Seconds later, there was a knock on the door to the studio. “I thought we were the only ones here, H”, you said sternly. Feeling yourself get anxious about someone hearing you and Harry. Harry’s face looked puzzled, “We are...the band said they would text me when they’re-”. He hesitated picking up his phone and seeing a text message from the band’s group chat: “Here”, which was sent from Mitch . “Oh God”, you thought to yourself. Harry finally goes to open the locked studio door, and of course it’s the band.

You peak your head around the corner embarrassingly. Harry tries to play it off, “Heyyyyy mates! How long have you y’all been ou’there?”. They all walk in one by one. “Long enough”, Mitch laughed under his breath. “Yeah, now that you two are finally finished. We figur’d we start rehearsals now?”. Harry blushed and smacked his hand to his face. You felt your heart drop into your stomach. “We are so so sorry!”, you blurted out. The band began laughing. “It’s okay lovebirds! We know you two are still on your honeymoon”.

Harry shrugged his shoulders with that smug look on his face. Somewhat proud of that beautiful session that were able tos squeeze in. “Thanks for understanding, mate. Sometimes you just gotta for—”.

“Okkayyy, Harry! How about you guys get started so you’re not holding them up any longer than you need to?”, you intervened. “Y’right love. Everybody let’s get setup so we can get started”. Harry and the band walked into the booth and you sat in one of the chairs by the control system. Looking at it, replaying what you two were just doing moments ago at this very spot.

You bite your bottom lip. Flushed in thought, you look up and see this through the glass...

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