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Blue Suede Shoes

Originally posted by inkedcross

Guys I wrote smut! finally. This was an idea that just popped into my head thanks to @mizpahes this is a single one shot, I might make it a series for decade!harry though so let me know what you think

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warnings: smut. its smut.

word count: 3,655

summary: the one where Harry takes his sweetheart out to a drive in movie 

The 1950’s, a decade made for teen rebellion. Of course, no one over the age of 30 would know that though. The movement was as silent and effective as a speakeasy of the 1920’s, it was popular only to those involved. Teenagers went out every weekend on innocent dates, they’d get dropped off at home with a polite kiss on the cheek only to come back a few hours later to sneak into their lovers room, or out, for that matter. America was thriving after the war and so was the Styles family.

Harry had moved to the states with his family after his father got a job offer to work for Cadillac. He was the best car dealer in Manchester and they needed someone like him working for their brand. So, the Styles’ were given their very own Cadillac dealership in the suburbs of New York and became an instant hit. Wealth hit them faster than they could even say the word ‘sold’, and Harry found himself gaining popularity at his High School just as quickly.

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greaser!h au xx

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Filthy Greaser

Harry Styles, a 20 year old East-sider with his leather jackets, slicked back hair and ripped jeans. Harry is the most known greaser in his community, the other boys look up to him and follow his lead. A smoking cigarette hanging out of the boy’s mouth whenever he walked around town and his aviator sunglasses perched on his nose.

“Aye Styles!” Zayn Malik, another greaser, one of Harry’s best friends calls out to him from outside the small shack of a house where Harry lived. Harry popped up off the couch, cigarette in hand and made his way outside. “Ah Zaynie boy!” Harry smiled wide, smoke emanating from his mouth when he talked. He went up to Zayn and bro-hugged him, “What brings you down here today aye Zaynie?” Harry grinned and took another drag of his cig. Zayn brushed off his old leather jacket and looked up at Harry, fixing his slick quiff. “There’s a movie night tonight down at the drive in. All us boys are going up to check out the scene. If you know what I mean” he winked and slapped Harry’s shoulder. Harry laughed and nodded, “Yeah man I’ll be up. Tell Niall there to bring up his truck for a little fun time in the bed” Harry wolf whistled and Zayn called out. “It’ll be a great time, I’ll see you then” he said before running back to his on/off girlfriend Perrie Edwards, another greaser, stark blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and dark makeup.

Harry didn’t have a girlfriend..well boyfriend really, if we’re honest. Harry was a different kind of gang leader, he was a gay one. Not that anyone really cared who he fucked, the point was, he was getting more than they were so they worshipped the boy.

Harry’s been will nearly all the greasers- even the straight ones wanted a piece of him. The Socs, well, they were a different ball game. Harry wanted to be with one of them and one in particular. Who you may ask? Well that’s easy, Louis Tomlinson.

Louis was the leader of the socs, at 22 years old. He has feathery brown hair, tight clothing, bright blue eyes and a big ass. Louis didn’t want anything to do with the greasers, after his sister got raped  by a greaser after a party the previous year.

“Tommo!” Liam, Louis’ best friend and neighbor, ran into the backyard where the pretty boy was playing footie. “Hi Li” Louis smiled bright, all his teeth showing and his eyes crinkling. “Want to come to the movie tonight?” Liam asked hopeful, wiping the sweat off Louis’ forehead with his sleeve of the school uniform- one the greasers never took a liking to wear, according to Harry’s ‘rule’.

“Um, yeah sure!” Louis bounced on his toes, being only 5 foot something with feminine features, Louis was a dainty little thing. “Alright cool! Let’s go get you changed” Liam smiled and took Louis’ arm, leading him inside.

“Hello Jay!” Liam waved softly to Jay, Louis’ mother where she was sat on the couch, reading one of her books. “Liam dear! Hello nice to see you” Jay smiled warmly and waved back. Liam bowed before Louis dragged him upstairs with a light and airy giggle.

Louis closed his door and bounced over to his closet, picking through his tight jeans and cardigans. “Don’t be mad, but there will be a few greasers there” Liam says quietly, his hands fumbling in his lap. Louis stops and turns to him, “I’m not going” he says sassily. Liam groans, “Louis just hear me out, please? There’s this guy Niall who invited me and he told me I could bring a friend. Lou I’m nervous, I need you there. Please come” he frowned, looking up at Louis with doe eyes. Louis huffed, “Fine. But I will not talk to anyone and if I get touched I swear to god-“ he gets cut off by Liam’s squeal and small claps, “Thank you thank you!” he chuckles. Louis rolls his eyes and throws a tan cardigan at him with a fond smile, “Shut it. You owe me”

Harry arrived at the drive in, half past 8, the movie already being started. Harry flicked his cigarette on the dirt and stomped on it with his hefty black boot. He looked around, searching for Niall’s old pickup and his friends, his leather vest blowing in the slight night breeze.

The thing about Harry was that he never had clothes on, well he did, just not covering himself completely. Harry had tattoos, a lot of tattoos that he liked to show off, so that’s just what he did.

“Ah” Harry grinned and bounded over to the boys, clapping each of them on the back and greeting them.

“Heya boys” Harry smiled and hopped in the bed of Niall’s truck where it was empty of people but filled with blankets. Zayn hopped up beside him and smiled wide, “Lookie there Harry, some socs decided to join us” he winks and points to Louis and Liam on blankets beside the truck.

Harry hums softly and examines Louis, looking over the dip of his back as he laid out on his stomach, the slightest bit of skin being exposed to the night air. Harry could practically smell the boy, the fancy cologne all the socs wear. “Hey pretty boy” Harry called, saluting to the West-sider. Louis looks over on instinct and rolls his eyes, getting an apologetic look from Liam. Harry raises a brow, “Come sit up here, I can see you shivering from here” he smirks. Louis rolls his eyes again and Liam nods. “Fine” Louis says bluntly and stands up, brushing off his knees and climbs into the bed of the truck. Zayn climbs out when Harry punches his knee and claps Louis’ back. “Don’t touch me” Louis says quickly and rather loud, getting a scoff from Zayn. Harry continued to smirk as he pushed off his leather vest and handed it out to Louis who only pushed it away with a delicate hand.

“Here’s a blanket” Harry said raspily, his voice rough from smoking. Louis smiled quick and took the blanket, curling into it with his eyes trained on the screen.

“I’m Harry” he says lowly into Louis’ ear, causing him to shiver. Louis scoots away, “M’Louis, don’t talk to me” he says defensively. Harry smirks again and moves closer, crowding him against the side of the truck. Louis squeaks, his eyes wide as he looks over at Harry. “Don’t hurt me” Louis whispers, tears forming in his eyes. Harry backs off and looks at him concerned, “I wasn’t going to hurt you. I just want to talk to you” he shrugs and rubs his arm comfortingly, feeling the ice cold skin. “Louis you’re freezing” he gasps and pulls Louis into his chest. Louis gasps at the hot skin that comes in contact with him and relaxes a bit. “Um yeah.. okay sorry” Louis mumbles. Harry smiles down at him and rubs over his arms, “Not going  to hurt you I promise” he whispers into his ear, his breath smelling of smoke making Louis grimace a bit.

Halfway through the movie, Harry’s hand had trailed down to Louis’ thigh, not like the smaller boy minded. Louis was completely pliant under Harry’s warm touches. “Hey Louis?” Harry grumbles. Louis leans his head back with a small hum in response. “Can I kiss you?” Harry asks quietly making Louis’ heart freeze. “I uh..I don’t know” Louis whispered, easily going red. Harry smirks and moves his head to the side, pressing a hot kiss to Louis’ jugular. “C’mon babe, just a kiss for Harry yeah?” he whispers against the skin, moving his lips over his jaw and pressing baby soft kisses to the cold skin. Louis gasps breathily and nods slowly, “Ye-ah okay” he breathes.

Harry smirks and nips at Louis’ earlobe and turns Louis in his lap, their chests pressed together. Louis whimpers a bit at the roughness of Harry’s hands on his hips, but soon relaxes into the warmth of the greaser’s mouth. Harry presses their lips together eagerly, waiting for Louis to kiss back, which he does, before sliding his tongue over the smooth expanse of Louis’ bottom lip. Louis gasps again and Harry slides his tongue into the dainty boy’s mouth, licking over his teeth.

A solid 10 minutes later, Louis was panting under Harry, Harry’s lips to his collarbones and whispering sweet words to him. Louis’ fingers were tangled in Harry’s greasy hair, tugging a bit everytime the wind blew, making goosebumps raise on his baby skin.

The movie finishes and Niall starts up the truck making Louis screech and jump under Harry’s wandering lips. Harry chuckles lowly and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it and sits on his knees. Louis sits up and gathers his shoes, going the the end of the bed, “Um.. thanks for tonight I guess” he says softly making Harry grin as smoke came from his mouth. Harry nodded, “Just swing by and I’ll give you anything you want pretty” he winks. Louis blushes bright and hops off the truck, brushing off his bum. “Yeah okay” he nods and walks back to Liam, waving when the truck pulled away.

More like, yeah okay give me your cock now, ya filthy greaser. xx. 


stoodinlineforlove  asked:


before i nut on the spot let me just take a moment…. ok so basically can you not just see his hair slicked back, leather jacket (boy can pull off anything), maybe even a button down shirt instead of the classic white ringer tee and hed have some of the buttons undone and ughhh he already has so many tattoos and hed just be so ?? its a yes from me. greaser!harry wouldnt be your classic greaser though, sure hed have a gang so naturally people would be intimidated but he was actually very sweet when you got to know him. the only time he would not be afraid to put his hands on someone is when they’ve disrespected someone that he cares about deeply so when he saw someone trying to rough you up hed imediately be jumping on them telling them to back off and ughh i want to make a fic for greaser!harry now

harry styles blurb night™

  • <p> <b>The greasers reactions to the Harry Potter series, why did I make this tho:</b> <p/><b>Ponyboy:</b> Why the fuk is everyone dying<p/><b>Johnny:</b> Don't worry Harry, you'll be at Hogwarts soon. You won't have to suffer at the Dursley's anymore.<p/><b>Two-bit:</b> why do I love Fred and George so much<p/><b>Dallas:</b> I'm attracted to bellatrix, I'm not even ashamed<p/><b>Darry:</b> guys but wouldn't I be such a great Hogwarts professor tho<p/><b>Soda:</b> SLAY HARRY SLAY BOI YOU SAVAGE YOU SAVAGE YOU SLAY UMBRIDGE YOU SLAYYYYYYYYYY HER<p/><b>Steve:</b> hermione, ginny, luna, paravati, pansy, they all look so hot pls direct me to them<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

What do you love about all of your friends?


okay so first i gotta talk about my kid-sister @ittybittydally like she is literally ME when I was 14, and she’s so sweet and talented like???? my girl is always in my ask box for me or we’re just messaging talking about ~girl stuff, i love her man <333 

Then there’s @middlekidcurtis and she’s one of my rp babes and has been putting up with me since i’ve gotten busy with school so bLESS HER and ahhh she’s just so sweet and literally send in some of my favourites asks to answer like <3333 

@breaking-nirvana-and-greasers MY RIVERDALE, HARRY POTTER SCREAMING FRIEND!!!! omg i love her and her cats and the random shit we talk about and also screaming about That Bitch is always fun like omg <3333 love her ahhh~~ 

this part is gonna be a little long but this is my SL group fam and i fucking love them so forgive me

@ship-the-outsiders-imagine Nikki is my fucking bAE and my stovetop and like we go on forever about the dumbest shit and i fucking love it! she’s also a bombass person to make hc’s with and her clothes are aLWAYS fucking G O A L S, man!!

@itsdatponyboy maDDIE IS A SWEETHEART AND I WILL PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS. no seriously, like fuck, maddie is so funny and sweet and i have literally not met a single person who rp’s Ponyboy better than she does and i literally always get the bEST snapchats from her like god bless <3333

@dallxs-winston mIRA. okay, so idk wHAT she is saying half the time because i don’t speak mexico but she is always ready to FIGHT anyone who is attacking any of the SL peeps, so this chick be loyal af and she’s also just super sweet and care about everyone

@chelsemenn motherfukin’ dILDO WINDSHIELD. ‘kay she speaks demon but i still love her, and she’s like so sweet and she’s also ready to fIGHT AND PROTECT anyone, like- her and mira are scarily similar??? she also gives some of the sPICIEST asks,, but like- you’ll never guess which ones are hers omfg 

@fuckinggreaserimagines HOLL IS A GODDAMN CUTIE and she’s literally making sure everyone is okay and she just fucking lOVES SO MUCh and rp’s literally the spiciest johnny you’ll ever find like hOT DAMN 

@johnnycakeu MEME QUEEN. abby is like one of those excitable little puppies that you just ??? love?? she’s fucking always sliding in with her memes and k-pop just RANDOM SCREAMING??? i can’t even explain her in words but she’s a gift

@someweirdotaku SAMMIEEEE <3333 sammie fucking sLAAYS rping darry and i think she’s just a literal irl darry??? like y’all can fight me on this one bc i’m cONFIDENT~ sammie always has the nicest shit to say to everyone and is just so kind and i’m so glad that we have her <33

@shouldvehadatveit aimee my gREASER MOM. she literally watches over all of our crazy asses and is there to give advice or skype whenever someone needs it + she’ gonna teach maddie how to do taxes so ;))) she’s honestly just so sweet and deals with all of our crap, like bless :”)) 

@beepbeepcominthro mIKKI IS BEAUTIFUL, this binch ain’t the ugly friend and i will fIGHT on that man!! i haven’t known her personally all that long but omg she’s so sweet and just really cares about anything and has a fCUKTON of outsiders memes that fuel my goddamn soul

i am so so so sorry if I forgot anyone! i honestly love so many of you guys like for real okay??? so if you don’t see you’re name on here it’s just bc i’m forget full i promise 

One Direction Preferences: #6 Decades AU

Louis: 1920s

I walk into the speakeasy club with my boyfriend of the time. I was a little nervous, considering I was named the ‘goody-two-shoes’ and going against the law to have fun wasn’t really my thing. William, my boyfriend, pulled me closer feeling a little nervous himself. Not because of going against the law, but of the people in the club. He noticed the notorious gangster of the time, Louis Tomlinson. And his nerves didn’t stop when he noticed the gangster eyeing both himself and his girlfriend throughout the night. You not noticing at all, tried to get William to loosen up and have fun. You grab another bottle of liquor for both William and yourself, but you were stopped before you could reach your table. “Hello, sweetcheeks.” Someone grabbed onto your elbow turning you around. You stared into the most beautiful blue eyes ever and with those beautiful blue eyes was probably one of the most attractive men you have ever met. And probably one of the most dangerous men alive. Louis Tomlinson, a gangster. He gives me a smile and I smile back. I let him pull me back to his table, feeling both nervous and happy. This man is different then all the other men I have met. 

Harry: 1970s 

“This is so far out!” You hear your friend say while you were both walking into the club. You watched as the disco ball in the middle of the room starts turning in a circle making the room light up brightly. You smile and both you and your friend walk into the club more, scoping out the place for any cute guys. Before you can see anybody your friend pulled you to the floor and both of you started groovin’. About an hour later you found yourself dancing with a mysterious boy with curly brown hair. You smiled and laugh with him, though you didn’t know why. He was just a fun guy. You both walked off the dance floor and sat at a table. He introduced himself as Harry and you decided that was one of the best nights of your life. You spent your weekends with Harry, either at the disco, or just by yourselves, but either way you guys had a groovy time. (I just had to, don’t hate me)

Zayn: 1950s

You hop out of the car and fix your hair a little. You and your friends were going to the sock hop tonight, but you were a little upset. You weren’t going with anyone. You’re friend pulls you inside and you see the room light up with bunch of different directions. You watch your friend, Marty, running to her boyfriend leaving you all by yourself. You sigh and walk around a little not knowing what to do. You walk over to a punch bowl and grab a drink while watching the dancers have fun. “This is a bash, ain’t it baby.” You hear from your right so you look in that direction. There stood a boy, a greaser to be exact, in his leather and dark black hair greased back. He was smiling at you looked at him suspiciously. You didn’t think this was his kind of scene. “The name’s Zayn, and yours?” You hear him ask and you feel a slight comfort towards him. “Uh, Y/N.” You smile at him. He puts his glass down back on the table. “Well, Y/N, why don’t we split and get a shake or something?” He asks and you smile at him before nodding. He grabs your hand and pulls you to his flip-top convertible. He opened the door and you jumped in, moving to the passenger side. The drive to the diner was filled with both you and Zayn talking and laughing. 

Liam: 1940s 

You hurry around the room, aiding to all of the wounded soldiers. You were the head of the Army Nurse Corps and you were helping the newly wounded soldiers who were ambushed a few hours ago. You weren’t always a nurse, you would help with artillery and flying planes, but they needed more people aiding the injured, so you helped out. You ran around the large room, hearing multiple groans of pain and cursing. You reached the new bed occupied a badly injured soldier. You smile down at him sweetly while looking at his injuries. A shot in the shoulder, which made it look worse than it actually was. He’ll be fine. “Hello, I’m Y/N, I’ll be your nurse until you get healthier. It just looks like you have been shot in the shoulder, which I can get clean right now..” You tell him while opening his jacket and tearing his shirt open, examining the wound. You carefully take the bullet out of his shoulder, and you didn’t hear him complain once. You stare down at him in astonishment. “Are you okay, sir?” You ask him while staring into his eyes, seeing if he is comprehending. “Yes..” You hear his hoarse voice say and you reach for the water on the side table and helped him drink. “Thank you, ma'am.” He says smiling at you and you smile back at him. Throughout the week you helped take care of him, him getting closer to you and opening up to you, until he had to go back in action. He promised he wouldn’t get hurt anymore, and when the war was done that you two will meet again, hopefully as a date, he would say. 

Niall: 1960s

You sway to the beat of the music coming from your radio. You smile when the Beatles music comes through the speakers and you had to stop yourself from fangirling. You keep in a squeal when you felt arms wrap around you. “Hey baby.” You heard your boyfriend say from behind you and you turned around a pecked his cheek. “Hi Niall, what are you doing here today? I thought you were at the rumble.” You say while sittng down on your bed. He sighs and sits right next to you. You then noticed the papers in his hand and you looked up at him confused. “Y/N, I gotta tell ya something.” He says while rubbing the back of his neck. The impossible comes to mind. He’s breaking up with me. But why? “Well spit it out, then.” You say growing nervous. “Uh. I’ve been drafted.” He says while showing you the words on the paper. You heart froze. No. “It’s not true. Tell me, baby please, it’s not true.” You say while tears already started falling down. You always thought this would happen, considering your brother and father already left for the war, but you didn’t expect Niall to leave. You needed him here, with you. “Niall, you can’t leave me.” You say while grabbing onto his shirt, pulling yourself into his chest. He holds you while you sob into his shoulder, not believing himself that he is leaving in a few days for war. 


“I’ve already helped you with your House elf charity thing, now can we just please watch a movie?”
“It’s Society for the Promotion of Elvish Welfare, Draco. And although I was impressed that you *actually* volunteered, you had a glamour charm placed on you -”
“ How many times do I have to tell you that my father can’t discover us together? I would think this would be an appropriate compromise.”
“It’s always about your father, isn’t it?”
“No it -”
“Ok. We can watch a movie, but in a muggle movie theatre. And promise not to use any magic today”
“Hey, give me my wand back!”
Just a teenage Dramione in a different timeline | 70’s Greaser fashion, continuing my “not in uniform” Harry Potter fashion art. I couldn’t decide between the two.