When college senior Anastasia Steele steps in for her sick roommate to interview prominent businessman Christian Grey for their campus paper, little does she realize the path her life will take. Christian, as enigmatic as he is rich and powerful, finds himself strangely drawn to Ana, and she to him. Though sexually inexperienced, Ana plunges headlong into an affair – and learns that Christian’s true sexual proclivities push the boundaries of pain and pleasure.
so when my brother was pretty young, like 3 or 4, my mom was teaching him about body parts, and it was Christmas break. my step-dad’s super conservative parents were over, since it was only a few days until Christmas. I remember my dad had been doing the “got your nose” trick to my brother, him thinking that it was obviously fucking hilarious. so when we were all gathered in the living room, probably watching tv or something, my brother runs in and yells “GOT YOUR PENISSSSS” while furiously grabbing at my grandpa’s crotch. they left before Christmas.
A one shot in which you are Kendall’s personal clothing consultant and Harry’s ex and see some very risqué pictures of the two of them on New Year’s Eve. But considering you’re a kind person, you let it go and someone you hoped to never see again calls you out for it.
A one shot in which Y/N and Harry are best friends that are ridiculously comfortable with each other and have too much time on their hands now that Harry is on break since he refuses to live in his own house and camps out at Y/N’s flat.
Harry goes home for the holidays and stays afterwards considering he’s on break and runs into the little shy girl who always was sitting next to him in school alphabetically. Only, where arrogant Harry seems to be the same, Y/N isn’t that shy little girl with a crush that Harry remembers.
Y/N is absolutely done with being dressed like a high school prom queen whenever she steps out onto the red carpet. She’s finally establishing herself as the musician she wants to be but she feels ridiculous in her own skin from all these bedazzled costumes her stylist puts her in. But after a very interesting conversation with Harry Styles over his floral print life choices, Y/N finds herself with a brand hew stylist with a bit too much time on his hands.
When both Harry and Y/N are sexiled from their dorm rooms by their roommates, they end up together where Y/N geeks out about her love for astrophysics and space, and Harry enjoys listening. But after a long night of adventures together, it’s time to go back to the real world and all they know is each other’s names and that they’re space friends. And though she has an alright boyfriend and a busy life with no time for friends, Y/N finds herself wondering what her space friend is up to on a constant basis.
Harry just wants to live like a normal person his age since he’s on break and decides to move into an apartment building that Y/N has been living in since college. Harry is literally the worst roommate every and she can totally hear him singing through the walls late at night while he’s showering and just because he’s famous and can sing doesn’t mean he has to do it loudly so she has no problem marching on over there next door and pounding on his door telling him to shut up. Harry finds it all rather amusing but Y/N borderline wouldn’t mind killing him.
A one shot in which Y/N is obsessed with history and Harry is obsessed with her and somehow, over a series of lessons on the Miracle of Dunkirk, they find a miracle of their own where they just don’t want to kill each other but actually wouldn’t mind cuddling late at night.
Harry knew he was way in over his head when he met Y/N, but he wasn’t sure just how over his head he would be. And considering he’s found himself in some very compromising positions with her that could or could not be considering white collar art forgery crime, he’s starting to wonder if there’s any chance they’d ever be able to share their jail sell together.
A one shot in which Y/N and Harry low-key can’t stand each other, but Y/N really wants to go on this trip to pay tribute to her grandfather and Harry doesn’t have anything better to do. So they’re kinda/sorta forced to go on the trip together and decide to fuck because hey they might as well since how else are they going to take out their anger on one another in the middle of a forest where they’re already sweating like crazy.
The two children could not have looked more different, him with his olive skin and straight black
hair, her pale as milk with a mop of
golden curls; light and dark, like Queen Cersei and King Robert. He
prayed Myrcella would find more joy in her Dornish boy than her mother
had found with her storm lord.