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ships are all well && good, but give me friendships. brotps, work colleagues, ships that didn’t work out so just stayed friends, high school friends, online friends, friends that argue all the time, friends that never argue, male/female friend pairings, male/male friends, female/female friends, you get the idea.

hell, give me enemies, at each other’s throats and willing to kill, or even just rivals in a silly talent show or smth. give me relatives, give me strangers, give me deception and manipulation, layers upon layers of interactions that don’t always have to be romantic. intimacy can be shown by platonic cuddles && movie nights.

concert friends, unlikely friends, friends who go way back. i want unrequited friendships/ships too; one likes the other, as a friend or more, and the other couldn’t care less. i repeat, it’s not all about getting laid; there’s nothing wrong with writing what you like, but really, don’t narrow yourself down when there's so many possibilities.

anonymous asked:

my guilty pleasure is like that virginal harry you did. like so many people write about y/n having harry as their first time but what about the other way around? like just imagine harry fumbling, nervous, but so overwhelmed by all the things he's feeling that he's never felt before and maybe y/n has to be gentle with him and he comes way too soon and he's a bit embarrassed but hey it's his first time then y/n has to get him worked back up again so he can get her off...

OH HARRY ALL BUMMED OUT BECAUSE HE NUTS OFF IN HER MOUTH AND HE’D CURLED HIS FINGERS IN HER HAIR AND WHINED “NOT YET” BUT IT WAS TOO LATE AND HE’S SOOO EMBARRASSED HE’S GLAD THE FLUSH OF HIS ORGASM IS HIDING HOW HOT HIS CHEEKS ARE GETTING BUT Y/N IS SO SWEET ABOUT IT AND SWALLOWS IT ALL, KISSES HIS THIGH AND BITES AT HIS SIDE, “S’FINE, BUTTON, YOUR FIRST TIME IS ALWAYS QUICK” SHE TELLS HIM, KISSING UP HIS TUMMY AND HARRY’S TOES WOULD CURL WHEN SHE STOPPED AND NIPPED AT HIS NIPPLES, SUCKING ONCE ON EACH JUST TO GIVE HIM A LITTLE FEELING OF IT AND HIS COCK TWITCHES HALFHEARTEDLY ON HIS THIGH, AND HE GRUMBLES ABOUT HOW IT’S STILL JUST SO EMBARRASSING HE COULD CRY BUT Y/N JUST WONT HAVE IT, LEGS ASTRIDE HIM, NIBBLING AT HIS EAR LOBE AND MURMURING, “YOU ACT LIKE I CANT GET YOU HARD AGAIN” AND THAT ENOUGH IS TO MAKE HIS THIGHS TENSE AND HE TWITCHES A LITTLE MORE AND OH DEAR