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I have to share this with people who will appreciate it.

As I was careening through council estates in Tower Hamlets today (I am cross training for a half marathon by bicycling everywhere that I can), I realised that I was living out Call the Midwife. Then I came to my destination, Cinnamon Coffee Shop, and remembered that this is where Phyllis comes on her date in series 5.

rtds9fan  asked:

Castle was dating Kate pre series under cover. He loved her and wanted to go public. But Kate not wanting the hassle of dating a celeb always balked at the idea and put it off. Finally having enough Castle gave her an ultimatum 'Be his girlfriend in all ways private and public or break up' Never one to like to be pushed Kate got mad and chose to break up. Now years later both are not happy but the Tisdale murder and Kate crashing his book party comes up. How will they deal with this?

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anonymous asked:

I absolutely LOVE your blog and I'm excited for the LMLYD update when it comes! ❤️ But I'm really curious as to when Whiskey Flavored Kisses will be updated again!?

Thank you!! 💕 And I really don’t have a set date for that series. Drawback to starting 6 series…my updates will be random and based on inspiration lol I’m just so deep into LMLYD it gets updated more often. Sorry for that! But, I do have the entire story planned for WFK so I’m hoping to get started on part 4 soon.

Draco's Punishment

“You… what?” Draco raised an eyebrow at Harry as if daring him to repeat what he’d just said.

Harry attempts to say it again, although with much less confidence than his previous try. He mumbles it under his breath, and it comes out incoherent.

“Potter, if I’d wanted to hear incoherent murmuring, I would’ve went to the kitchen and spoke to house elves instead,” Draco wore a scowl that matched the impatience dripping in his tone. It sent shivers down Harry’s spine. Draco always gave harry shivers. And tingles. And adrenaline. But often for different reasons. Now? Now was a reason not worth celebrating. And it frightened him to the bone.

“I… kissed Cho Chang…” Harry once again muttered under his breath, each word a pain to utter.

Harry had his head down, refusing to take on the seething boy’s icy glare. The silence was eerie.

Draco raised his head up and stood taller, straighter, with his chest out. He kept his eyes on Harry.

“Well, technically she kissed me,” Harry offered in a hopeful tone.

Draco raised an eyebrow once more. “And you let her.” Harry could not argue.

Draco started pacing, his slow yet daunting footsteps filled the stillness of the moment, eyes still on Harry.

“You see, Potter, I really couldn’t care any less at technicalities. It’s all fuss, who kissed who and that bit. The point is,” he walks closer to Harry who was now staring at him, intent and cautious. Draco lifts Harry’s chin up slightly through nimble fingers. “You brushed lips with someone else.”

He stared at Harry’s lips with an indefinable look in his eyes, and huffed. “Now I could not possibly place my lips where others have been,” he scoffed, repulsed by the idea another had felt Harry where none should. Tasted him. Held him. Known him. Harry stared and saw Draco’s face painted with sheer annoyance. Draco’s muscles visibly tense and Harry knows anger is coursing though his veins. Draco tries to keep it at bay through a sharp inhale, but fails miserably at that.

He leans closer to Harry, faces close. His eyes were gleaming. Seething. Dangerous. “She may have tasted your lips,” his voice left his lips in a soft whisper, giving Harry tingles. “But she will never know what it’s like here,” he kissed Harry’s forehead tenderly. They’re eyes meet and Harry sees Draco’s anger vanish. “Here,” he kissed his nose. His eyes are closed. “Here,” he spoke softly, lovingly as he kissed his cheek.

Draco’s fingers trace the side of Harry’s neck as his lips went lower, his nose nuzzling his neck on the opposite side, just below his ear. Harry whimpers at his touch. “Here,” he claimed Harry’s soft spot and whimpers became moans. His lips linger longer, then he moves to his jaw. “Here,” he whispers again and showers him with kisses all over, each one rougher and more determined than the previous. When he reaches Harry’s ear, he bites on his earlobe and Harry grunts.

Draco smirks. “If there’s one thing you must know about me, Potter. It’s that I don’t share.”

He finally crashes his lips into Harry, determined to erase every bit of memory there was Cho had left for Harry. Draco’s lips were soft. Commanding. Maddening. And they’re all that fill Harry’s mind.

Draco ends the kiss with Harry in a daze. With a dangerous look in his eyes, he gave a mischievous grin and spoke once more. “I’m quite territorial, you see.”