ahs*

I’m just gonna say that when Viktor said “Don’t get the wrong idea”  my heart sank. In that instant, I was like, no way, right? then he confirmed their engagement I actually cried and fukn screamed (throat still hurts a bit)
like I thought for a moment that we actually just got fucked over;;

 I’m overjoyed tbh, ✿ still shook tho 

I love that Otabek and Yurio didn’t go “we’re rivals!” troupe, no instead, “lets be friends” AND I HAVE TO PRAY AND THANK THE LORD  HIMSELF FOR GIVING US SUCH A BEAUTIFUL SHOW FILLED WITH GREAT SURPRISES, AND BREAKING ALL THE SHITTY TROUPES, IT’S SO REFRESHING I CAN RUN THE WHOLE WORLD TWICE WITH NO WATER. 

Red

pairing: ashton x reader

here’s a lil ash christmas imagine !! i hope u like ^.^ lmao im like 2 hours late on posting this i was packing and got off track so sorry

((guys omg my birthday is sunday and i might puke im turning 16 this is too much))


“I miss you.”

You bit your lip, your fingers toying with the ends of the oversized sweater that draped over your shoulders, waiting for Ashton’s response. The TV was on in the background playing The Grinch Who Stole Christmas–your favorite Christmas movie. Your eyes concentrated on the steam coming from the cup of hot cocoa on the coffee table, still too hot for you to drink.

You heard Ashton sigh on the other end. “I miss you too baby.” He said in a guilty tone, probably so sorry for letting you down this year. 

There was a rustling sound on the other end, louder than you expected. You moved your phone away from your head, raising an eyebrow at the sudden noise. “What was that?” You inquired, sitting up and grabbing the cup of cocoa, taking a short sip from it and burning your tongue for the second time tonight. You mumbled a quiet fuck under your breath, resting it back down on the table.

You could hear Ashton talking, but it was very quiet, like he was talking to someone else. Just barely, you could make out him thanking someone, but he came back to you. “Sorry, babe, I just got out of an Uber.”

“Where are you headed again?” You asked, remembering him telling you about his plans for tonight, mainly involving a Christmas party somewhere.

“John’s house. He’s having me and the boys over for dinner to celebrate, remember?” 

You nodded to yourself. “Yeah, I forgot. Sorry.” There was a comfortable silence after he told you that you didn’t have to be sorry for anything. You continued to fumble with the end of your sweater. “Are you sure you won’t be home by tomorrow night?” 

“Afraid so, babe.” He said in a disappointed tone. “But hey, I’ll be there as soon as I can, okay?”

“Okay.” Your heart dropped, since you would be spending this Christmas alone this year. You had even bought a cute little lingerie set just for Ashton, knowing he loved seeing you in red and it was the perfect time of the year for it. Deciding you had nothing better to do, you got up and walked into your bedroom into the closet, searching for the little bag containing the delicate lace. “I have a surprise for you when you get home.”

“Oh really?” He asked. You could practically hear him smirking through the phone as you put him on speaker, resting it on your dresser.

“Yeah, you’re going to love it.” You pulled the sweater over your head, allowing it to fall to the ground so you were standing in only your underwear. Just for fun, you took the lingerie out and put it on, admiring yourself in the mirror. You giggled, twirling around and picking your phone up again. “You’re going to go crazy.”

The lace clung to your every curve, accentuating all your best features. You smiled at your appearance, taking him off speaker and holding the phone to your ear again. “You sure you can’t come home early? I’d hate to see you wait this long for your present.”

Ashton’s breathing increased, it seemed, and you furrowed your eyebrows just as the line went dead. 

“Hello? Ashton?” You asked, but there was no answer.

There was, however, a knock at the door. You quickly threw the sweater you previously had on over your head as you walked into the living room and opening the door cautiously. There he was, standing with his hands behind his back and grinning wildly. “Hey baby.”

“Oh my god!” You shouted, jumping into his arms and hugging him as tightly as you could. “You fucking liar!” 

“Hey, it’s not lying. I was surprising you.” He said. He held one of his hands above the two of you, where he held a little bundle of mistletoe. His eyes flickered up to it, then to your lips, and you happily crashed your lips onto his, savoring the taste of him you dearly missed. When you pulled away, he looked up at you cheekily. “You think I can, uh, get my surprise now?”

You smirking and bit your lip. “Hmm, I don’t know…”

He took a step into your apartment, setting you down and closing the door behind him. “What do you mean you don’t know?”

Shrugging, you decided to give him what he wanted, since you probably wanted it more than he did. So, you took the ends of your sweater between your fingers, pulling it over your head tantalizingly slow, Ashton drinking in your image as his breath hitched in his throat. “Merry Christmas, babe.” You said sweetly and smiling innocently. “I know how much you like red on me.”

“I love red.” He told you, taking a step towards you and connecting your lips, catching you off guard a bit. “But I love you more.”