how can somebody be so stunning

ok so hear me out: College!Binu ft. laundry & extra 4stro

  • binu living in opposite towers in a residence hall but on the same floor so their windows essentially face each other 
  • so literally every morning when Bin wakes up he gets to rest his eyes on the beauty that is nerd!Eunwoo getting ready to get to class
  • and also gets to hear the sheer noise that is MJ/Sanha
  • ok so naturally Rocky and Jinjin being the ever-observant roommates catch him staring more than once out the window at the beautiful boy with the glasses from the east tower 
  • and endlessly tease him about it 
  • but Bin doesn’t even try to defend himself or his rep as a Bad Bad Boy™ because honestly he is also a Hoe™ for beautiful things he’s not going to deny himself this pleasure 
  • until one day eunwoo looks up from where he’s studying by the window
  • and catches bin’s eye and smiles
  • and bin immediately chokes on his coffee because what the hell it’s one thing for someone to be this pretty but it’s another thing for someone to have an amazing eye smile smh iLLEGAL 
  • ‘hyUNG HE SMILED AT ME’ @ jinjin 
  • jinjin: ‘yeah sure son u sure u aren’t dreaming’ 
  • rocky: ‘no hyung idt bin is lying he’s still looking this way’ 
  • bin: (spluttering) ‘whAT DO U MEAN HE’S STILL LOOKING THIS WAY’ 
  • and rocky and jinjin are just cackling because Bin is such trash for this boy from the east tower and he doesn’t even know his name
  • also that one time when Bin tried to take a photo of Eunwoo sitting at the window in the evening because the way his face was lit up was breath-taking but his flash was on and he had to duck away before he Got Caught™
  • ok so over at the east tower this is how it goes 
  • sanha: ‘hyung that creep’s from west staring again’ 
  • eunwoo: (still staring very hard at his textbook) ‘yeah he’s incredulous about how loud two smol beings can be’
  • (background sanha: ‘bitch i’m taller than u’) mj: ‘yeah well i think he’s starING AT YOU EUNWOO I THINK SOMEBODY HAS A CRUSH ON U’ 
  • eunwoo: (pushing up his cute ass glasses) ‘yeah well he’s p cute too’ (goes back to his work) and for once mj and sanha are stunned into silence
  • and so mj and sanha make it their Mission to wingman eunwoo and rocky and jinjin make it their Mission to wingman bin 
  • ok so one time jinjin and rocky are in the dining hall to grab dinner & they run into the terror twins 
  • sanha: ‘omg it’s u it’s u ur the one eunwoo hyung keeps looking at’ and gets hit by myungjun bc 1) why can’t this boy shut his mouth and 2) he mistook rocky for bin which is frankly q a feat they look nothing alike
  • and so after many clarifications and shouting over each other 4stro settles 3 facts: 
  • 1) nerd boy’s name is eunwoo and he thinks badboy from the west tower is ‘p cute’ 
  • 2) said badboy’s name is bin and he wears too much eyeliner and snapbacks and he’s been pining away at the east tower for the longest time trying to secretly catch a glimpse of eunwoo 
  • 3) both bin and eunwoo need to get their shit together 
  • upon finding 1 out bin lets out an embarrassing squeak that he swears never happened and disappears into his blanket fort because even though he tries to be a Bad Bad Boy™ he is actually just a soft pupper 
  • now he knows beautiful boy’s name!!!! eunwoo!!!!!!! beautiful!!!!! just like him!!!!!!11!!1!!1 amazing
  • he is so soft for eunwoo it’s incredible 
  • and when eunwoo finds 2 out all he does is push up his glasses and blink confusedly @ mj and sanha bc thank u very much but what is he going to do with this information 
  • and so now that 3 has been established by 4stro, 4stro decides???? they need???? to have a game plan???
  • so plan number 1 is set into motion they send both eunwoo and bin down to the printer at the same time because somehow both sanha and rocky needed to get a worksheet printed At The Same Time How MystERioUs!!!
  • but because bin is grumpy at having to tear his gaze away from the window he is down and back up with rocky’s worksheet in a flash 
  • and eunwoo just stares weirdly at sanha’s very hopeful expression and question of ‘so did u meet anyone,,, special??? downstairs????????’
  • the answer is no 
  • and so plan number 2 is set into place mj and jinjin send eunwoo and bin to the dining hall to fetch cookies because ‘don’t question ur hyung u lil shit just get me the cookies’
  • and so bin goes down grumpy as usual to grab a cookie for the most annoying hyung in the world
  • he doesn’t see eunwoo but hoo boy eunwoo definitely sees him 
  • and he sees the way the crowd in the dining hall parts for this gorgeous boy and the way this group of girls excitedly start whispering and the way some people’s gaze lift from their food as he walks past and the way the lights flash on bin’s ear piercings
  • and he sees the way bin carefully puts a couple of cookies into a box (how can someone??? who looks so tough??? be gentle with cookies????? he finds out later that it’s only bc bin hella loves food)
  • and he sees the way bin commands attention even though all he’s doing is being hella grumpy and decides then and there that he cannot Deal with talking to bin when there are So Many People watching so he just hides behind a pillar and waits until Bin strides back out the hall 
  • and so when eunwoo gets back up he just stares weirdly again at mj’s very hopeful expression and question of ‘so did u meet anyone,,, special??? downstairs????????’
  • the answer is no and a very suspicious eye twitch because angel eunwoo cannot lie to save his life 
  • but from that point on eunwoo just keeps staring shamelessly out his window into the room in the opposite tower and ducks his head whenever bin looks his way
  • bin swears eunwoo is staring at him but he figures it’s just him projecting onto eunwoo 
  • at this point mj and jinjin are so dOne with their dongsaengs like u lil shits please 
  • so one night sleepy baby bin is hauling his laundry down to the laundry room because hell he doesn’t have any clean clothes for tomorrow so even though it’s 11pm he gotta do that shit 
  • and he’s in his soft pajama pants and rattiest hoodie loading his clothes into the washing machine when eunwoo comes round the corner 
  • wearing the softest sweater and his cute ass glasses and carrying a neat laundry hamper 
  • like literally who folds their clothes before putting them into a laundry hamper fricking cha eunwoo that’s who 
  • and so sleepy baby bin is just dumping his clothes in and eunwoo just freezes because this is the Grumpy Bad Bad Boy™ in the west tower but instead of being in all black he’s wearing his huge ass glasses and he’s in his pjs and he looks so soft and huggable eunwoo wants to cry 
  • but bin suddenly looks up because ??? shit he forgot to bring detergent down and he doesn’t want to go all the way up to the 12th floor to get it he figures he might as well borrow from whoever just walked in and he looks up and 
  • eunwoo lets out an embarrassing sqUEAK 
  • and grumpy baby bin turns red so fast like whAT WAS THAT SOUND DID THAT RLY COME FROM EUNWOO 
  • WAIT IS THAT RLY EUNWOO 
  • o good lord it IS eunwoo what do i do what do i do whAT DO I DO
  • ‘HiCanIBorrowDetergentPlease&ThankYou’
  • and eunwoo’s frozen and he can’t say anything because 1) wtf the guy he’s been staring at for the longest time just talked to him and 2) he,,, can’t understand,,,,,,,,,,,, 
  • and so bin clears his throat and has to squeak out ‘hi can i please borrow some detergent i left mine upstairs’ in a slightly calmer voice
  • he lies, he’s not calm at all 
  • and when eunwoo, wide-eyed and wondering what he did well in this life to have the most gorgeous boy he has ever seen acknowledge him and use his detergent, hands him his detergent bottle, bin flushes red 
  • and because we all know bin is smooth af he says something like ‘i can totally make it up to you with a coffee tomorrow?’
  • or rather, he thinks he says something like that
  • because it went more along the lines of ‘ah coffee yes tomorrow????’
  • and poor baby eunwoo??? standing there in his soft sweater and his glasses being all confused???? doesn’t understand what bin is trying to say???? me too eunwoo me too 
  • until bin clears his throat and flushes even redder and holds eunwoo’s detergent bottle back out to him goes ‘can i make it up to you with coffee tomorrow?’
  • he wants to stab himself wtf who asks the most beautiful person in the world for detergent and then coffee
  • and it’s eunwoo’s turn to stand there mildly shocked (read: hella shocked) and accepts his detergent bottle back with a quiet ‘yes, alright’ and a small smile
  • bin is internally combusting 
  • eunwoo is also internally combusting 
  • so when bin flies back upstairs and screams at jinjin and rocky they smack him on the back and coo at how Grumpy Bad Bad Boy™ binnie finally gets his first date with nerd boy from the east tower 
  • and before eunwoo can even open his mouth mj waves a text from jinjin in his face and screaMS EVEN LOUDER AT EUNWOO ABOUT HIS BABY ANGEL EUNWOO GOING ON HIS VERY FIRST DATE!!!!!!!!!!!
  • bin can totally hear it but he’s grinning to hard to care
  • i’m grinning too hard to care
  • i just 
  • i rly love binu 
  • i rly love astro fluff
  • moral of the story if you see a cute guy in the laundry room please talk to him
  • not that i have ever i hate myself
  • inspired by the cute sleepy boy i saw in the laundry room at 1am this morning
  • for hwarang hoe @nataliekaytbh ily u smol tol child
Post-War Percy Headcanons
  • What can possibly be more heartbreaking than seeing your little brother die right before your eyes?
  • Add the fact that you were the estranged family member and watched him die right after you two made-up.
  • That’s the anguish Percy Weasley had to live with.
  • Damage control was in full swing. The Ministry was being re-built and led by none other than Kingsley himself. Percy was one of the first to receive a job offer. 
  • Finally being appreciated for all of his efforts slightly lifted up his spirits. But the wound caused by Fred’s loss was still bleeding and it was nowhere close to being healed.
  • Yet, Percy couldn’t find it in himself to decline.
  • A week after the war, George finally opened the door to his bedroom when Percy just happened to arrive with a cup of hot chocolate, lifting his arm to knock. 
  • Seeing the light vanish from George’s eyes crushed Percy’s heart even more. 
  • And that’s when realization came crashing upon him. The Ministry can wait. First and foremost, he would start becoming a proper brother.
  • Never again will I leave my little brother when he needs me the most. Or any of them. Never again. Percy swore to himself.
  • “It wasn’t the same without you.” George mumbled once. “He used to laugh it off but the facade was just too fragile.”
  • Percy fought back tears. George glanced his way and put his arm around his older brother. “I’m sorry too, Perce.”
  • Talking to his little brother was the ultimate therapy for both of them. Fred’s best moments, all the sweet memories, the funny-yet-extremely-embarrassing moments that they both shared with their dear brother were exchanged. Amongst stories of broken hopes and dreams, pain and ambition.
  • There would always be a Fred-shaped void in all of their hearts but the two brothers made the healing process more bearable for each other. 
  • Another offer came by soon enough. The Ministry could really do with a brain and determination like yours, the letter had said. 
  • George was there, seated on the sofa next to him when Percy scanned the letter and proceeded to toss it into the fire.
  • And that’s the first row Percy had after returning. 
  • “How could you do that to yourself?” George spat, a menacing look on his face. “If there’s somebody I know who deserves this post more than anyone, it’s YOU!”
  • Percy decided to ignore him. 
  • George wasn’t having any of it. “I can just imagine him looking down at you with a scathing look on his face, thinking how much of a git you’re being.” 
  • And that’s when Percy lost it. He becomes a hiccoughing mess, tears racing down his cheeks, leaving George slightly stunned.
  • “This is not what Fred would have wanted.” Percy chokes between sobs. 
    “Absolutely not.” 
    “No I mean for your shop! Both of you worked so hard to make your dreams become reality! Do you really think that Fred would want you to quit? Can you look me in the eyes and say that Fred would’ve wanted this?”
  • George said nothing for a while. For a minute, Percy could have sworn that he was about to hurl some obscenities at him. Instead, George just shook his head slightly. 
  • And that’s when the two brothers realised that they can go back to doing what they love and always have each other’s backs as well.
  • It definitely wasn’t easy, especially when it was one of the people that you loved the most. (The person that you did love the most for George!) But they were willing to give it a try.
  • Healing takes time but he knew that he and George had each other and the rest of their family by their side and that made all the difference. 
  • Percy Weasley was determined to never make the mistakes that he made 3 years ago. 
  • And he never did.


For @percyprotectionnet Creation Event: Post-War Percy

You Know, those of you saying Dan should upgrade from Phil and date a model bc Phil isn’t attractive or Dan can do better, apart from clearly being blind, need to realise that DAN DOES NOT WANT ANYBODY ELSE.

Are you so stupid to think that what you say about Phil doesn’t also upset Dan? I don’t care if you think they are a couple or not, but when you hate on Phil you hate on Dan too bc this is his best friend, his life, his soulmate.

Do you really think Dan sees these posts and thinks, oh wow yes you’re right.. my god I can do so much better I’d better go find somebody more attractive…. REALLY????? no, he gets hurt and upset by you being mean to Phil… and no doubt thinks how disgusting you are for what you say. Is that really how you want Dan to think of you? 

You may think Dan needs somebody better, but he does not and Phil is not just stunning but the whole package, loving, caring, funny, intelligent, everything you could want and Dan knows he is incredibly lucky to be with him and that has not changed since 2009 and is not going to change anytime soon.

control | m

Originally posted by wooyoung

◇ Kai has lost control.

◇ Kai x reader

◇ vampire!au

◇ I would like to dedicate this to @taeclipse !! Because she is always so supportive of my writing and shes amazing and i love her ♡ anyways im a bit rusty with my writing so this may not be the best!! I hope u guys still enjoy it!!

•••

Kai had always prided himself on the amount of self control he had. Unlike a lot of his elder brothers - and younger brother - he could tell himself to stop. Even after not feeding for weeks, he would pace his blood intake, making sure to not hurt whatever human he was feeding off of.

Which is why he was so unprepared when he suddenly smelled the most ambrosial scent he’d ever had the pleasure of smelling.

He was planning on leaving just seconds ago, the pounding music and the stiffling crowds irritating him more than usual. He was completely sober, his thoughts straight and clear, and that completely changed once he smelled you.

It was like a switch had been flipped inside of him - his back straighted, his head snapped towards the dance floor downstairs, where the dancing crowd was gyrating and moving. He could feel his fangs forcing their way through his gums, his nails digging into the expensive leather of the armchair he was seated in. He didn’t need a mirror to know that his eyes were flooding with blackness, and as much as he tried to fight against it, his nostrils were only filling with your scent more and more as time passed.

Kai stands from his seat, jaw clenching in an effort to not flash downstairs and tear the crowd apart to find you. His brothers spare him a glance, but they’re too busy drinking, conversing, too fixated on their own mates. He’s quick to slip passed the waiters that roam around, hands full with sparkling faery concoctions, down the stairs and into the lively crowd.

He’s sure he’s pushed a few people - probably made a few fall over, with how he’s shoving to get through the crowd -, but he doesn’t care. He can feel it; you’re close. He’s nearing the bar, where Baekhyun’s mate works, and then he catches his first glimpse of you.

It seems as everything snaps into place. The stiffling aroma is completely gone in seconds as he registers that this is his mate, sitting right in front of him. Completely beautiful and breathtaking, wearing the sexiest dress he’s ever set eyes on, your skin a beautiful shade and your smile almost blinding, and -

And somebody is trying to chat you up. It’s the that Kai tunes in to how you’re feeling - your smile is incredibly tight, your fingers tapping against the mahogany bar table in discomfort. And, even with the music loud and pounding in the background, he can hear the stunning gentle thud of your heartbeat, much faster than it was supposed to be.

His self control, that he prided himself so much on, was completely thrown out the window. Red hot anger blazed inside of him like an inferno, as he stormed forward to the bar. His eyes were fixated on the obnoxious werewolf who was flinging out disgusting pickup lines as fast as his mouth would allow him.

The moment he meets your eyes invokes a strange sense of calmness to wash over him, as if the anger he had been feeling previously was simply a mirage. However, that comforting calm is quickly interrupted by an irritating, obnoxious voice.

“Uh, do you think you could back up? You’re making the lady uncomfortable.”

The anger is quickly blazing back, and Kai nusters every single particle of self control he has to not grasp this obnoxious idiot by the neck and fling him over the table - he definitely has the strength to do it - but Kai decides, for the sake of your comfort, that he would need to use other means of getting rid of him.

“Look,” he begins, an almost amused tone settling in his voice, “I don’t know where you got the idea that I made her uncomfortable, but I think you should leave before you suggest that idea again and I end up getting angry.”

The werewolf stays seated, and that’s when Kai realises that he obviously has no idea who he is. For all that werewolf cares, Kai is a lowly 3rd class vampire with no power, no influence. How wrong he is.

“Seeing as you obviously are new to this,” Kai sighs, tilting his head to the side - he can feel your eyes on him, grateful but guarded, “I’ll introduce myself. My name is Kai - and I’m one of the most powerful Beings in this realm, so I suggest you leave before I make you leave.”

His voice is dark and deep when he finishes, almost a whisper yet just as or more threatening as a yell would be. The werewolf gulps, eyes flickering between you and Kai, recognition painted on his face, before he slips off of his bar stool, hands up in defeat as he disappears off into the crowd. And Kai’s left alone with you, finally.

“Thank you for that,” you smile gratefully, readjusting your position. “I’m _____.”

Kai can’t help the shiver that travels up his spine like electricity at the warm drawl of your voice. He smiles back, slipping onto the seat the werewolf had previously been sitting on, and you’re both dunked back into silence.

It’s strangely comforting. The music provides background noise and Kai is left to admire you in complete silence as you take a few sips of the pearlescent liquid in your glass, a sigh escaping your lips as you turn to him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’ve heard about you,” you begin, your voice quiet yet curious. Kai raises an eyebrow, raising a hand to Baekhyun’s mate who quickly begins to prepare him a drink.

“All good things, I hope?” He questions with a smirk, nodding in thanks as a glass of amber liquid is slid along the dark wood. You let out a light laugh at his blatant flirting - unlike the previous guy, you didn’t feel sick to your stomach.

“You never tend to come down here,” you shrug, ignoring his questions, “None of you do. You all stay up there, with your waiters and your friends, making deals, peering down at us… What made you come down tonight?”

Kai shrugs easily, lifting his glass to his lips, but it’s obvious what the reason is. He dares another glance at you, almost stopping to stare because how is anyone that beautiful? “I guess you could say someone caught my eye.”

“Caught your eye?” You echo, a chuckle falling passed your lips in a amusement. You raise your eyebrows in interest, sipping at your drink as you turn to him fully. You’re teasing him now, a mischievous glint in your eye that makes him smirk. “I never would’ve guessed - you vampires tend to stick to your mates.”

“Maybe I am?” He raises an eyebrow, watching with amusement as your face contorts to one of disbelief, his glass hiding the smile on his face. He places the empty crystal on the bar table, pushing it in far in front of him as he too turns fully to you. “I’m Kai.”

“Me?” You question in confusion, your eyebrows knitting together and giving you the cutest expression, “You - I’m your mate? You’re absolutely sure?”

“Trust me,” Kai laughs lightly, shaking his head, “It’s hard to get it wrong-”

“What is it like?” Your eyes widen, and Kai is surprised to find you leaning forward in interest, your eyes completely fixated on him. You took the news quite well - he vaguely remembers how Xiumin’s mate slapped him when he tried to tell her she was his. “Finding me - finding your mate?”

“Well,” he begins with a cough, thinking back to just a few minutes ago, when he couldn’t control the simplest things, like his fangs or his eyes. “Imagine the best thing you’ve ever smelled - and multiply it by a million. That’s how I knew you were here - I could smell you. And it didn’t just affect my brain, my state of mind; my fangs, my eyes were out of control too.

“And then I followed it,” he continues, his voice getting quieter as you lean in further, the club seeming to disappear around you as he focuses on telling you as best as he can. “And I found you - sitting here, the most beautiful, amazing person I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing.”

The air between you two is silent, full with tension that Kai can’t place his finger on. It almost feels as if the air has been knocked out of him as he holds eye contact with you, his chest rising and falling-

“Take me out of here,” is all you whisper - and he notices that you’ve both gotten so close, your lips inches apart, and it takes everything in him to not close the distance and finally feel your lips on his.

“I thought you’d never ask,” is murmured back.

•••

The journey to his house - or mansion, more like - is a blur. You can only remember how his hand felt in yours as he tugged you through the crowd, into the chilly night and through the swirl of black smoke that transported you to the notorious EXO mansion.

You would hit yourself if you ever even thought of going to someone’s house when you virtually know nothing about them - especially when his house is looming high above your head, surrounded by dark forest and even darker gates. But strangely, with Kai’s hand in yours, the darkness doesn’t matter. You guess that whatever bond that mating gives allows you to feel completely safe around him.

“Your house is beautiful,” you mumble as he pushes open the heavy oak doors. The floor is white and grey marble, the grand staircase a gleaming dark wood. The foyer is decorated minimally - a few expensive vases and a portrait of the entire EXO clan, 12 that had lowered to 9, men with stoic faces and handsome features.

“It is,” he agrees, a soft hand lowering to your lower back to lead you along, letting your eyes drift over the interior as he slowly begins to start up the stairs, his hand not leaving your lower back, and sending chills through your spine, “The rooms have an equally nice interior.”

You let out a short laugh, “You’re not very slick, are you?”

“You seem to do something to me, sweetheart,” he grins as you reach the top of the stairs, and the pet name has your cheeks burning up - which really, it shouldn’t be, because this man is your mate and you just went home with him.

You pass by numerous doors on your way to his room, all dark and clean and identical, and he pushes one open at the end of the hall. He really wasn’t joking when he said the rooms were just as beautiful; the curtains are drawn, revealing the beautiful view of the night woods, and the bed is large and centred. A dark coloured pair of wardrobes and a dresser are against the grey walls, and apart from that, there’s only photos and books in the room.

“Well, you certainly weren’t lying,” you remark as you step into his room. You hear the click of the door shutting behind you as you delve deeper into the room, settling yourself on the bed. The sheets are soft and cold, and you find yourself letting your eyes shut slightly as your hot skin is cooled down.

“You don’t trust me?” Kai raises an eyebrow, the bed sinking underneath him as he sits next to you, eyes fixated on your form. “We’re mates, _____.”

“I never said I didn’t trust you,” you murmur, sitting up slowly and rolling your shoulders back. “I’m a very trustworthy person, actually.”

“I hope to find out more about you.”

“You can,” you whisper. The room is so silent that even whispering is too loud. “Right now, if you want to.”

And there it is. The invitation, the approval that he was waiting for. He wastes no time, fastening his arms around your waist and pulling you up onto his lap. The contact has your skin burning, and you’re quick to wind your arms around his neck.

And then your lips are on his, and your limbs almost feel weak with pleasure. His lips are chapped and addicting, his hair between your fingers is unbelievably soft. The feeling of his arms tightening around your waist, pulling you closer, makes you feel safe and sound.

You don’t know how long you spend just kissing him, basking in the glow of finally being able to touch him - if it feels this good for you, you can only imagine how good it feels for him. But soon enough, both of your patience is running out.

You break away from the kiss with swollen lips and breathing heavily. His eyes are dilated and his hair is messy and you can only guess you look the same, but you don’t have much time to over think because he’s slipping off the bed and pulling his shirt over his head, revealing a plane of tan skin that has your mouth watering.

He climbs back onto the bed, a predatorial look in his eye that has you shivering in excitement, and you almost whimper as you feel his hands trail over the skin of your thighs, fiddling with the hem of your dress, before he’s beginning to raise it, slowly and deliberately.

Kai can only take in everything as he reveals it; you’re so beautiful that he can’t fully comprehend it, his hands smoothing over every inch of skin revealed to him - and then he comes upon a little black star, right in the middle of your stomach. Your dress is bunched up around your chest, and he can’t stop himself from leaning down and pressing kisses against your skin.

“A witch, huh?” He murmurs against your skin, a sloppy kiss placed against the small tattoo, “You never told me.”

“It never came up,” you say breathily, leaning up on your elbows as he begins to help you fully remove your dress, the pale underwear covering your body making his breath almost stop. “I think we can leave it till later?”

“I’ll make sure to hold up your offer, my love,” he smirks the most devilish smirk that you had ever seen, and the mere sight of it paired with the sweet pet name has heat pooling in your stomach.

“I think it’s unfair that you still have some clothes on,” you breathe, unclasping the back of your bra easily. Your underwear have been kicked off, much to his delight, and he’s left to marvel your half naked body. You hold the bra onto your body, raising an eyebrow at him. “An article for an article?”

No need to ask him twice. The pants are kicked off easily, and so are the boxers, and then he’s standing completely bare in front of you, head tilted to the side as he reaches out to softly grab your waist, one hand raising to pull your hand from holding up your bra, entwining your fingers together. You feel it drop to the floor, and suddenly, you’re aware of every touch on your skin. “Let me see you, my love…

“Beautiful,” you hear him murmur. His eyes are trailing up and down your body, learning every curve, every twist and turn that makes you you. With a light groan, he leans forward and presses your lips together, harder than before, more sloppy but just as slow and passionate. “So, so beautiful…”

Your eyes flutter closed, your mind completely focused on kissing him and only him - but with a surprised yelp, your attention is diverted to how he lifts you effortlessly, your legs winding around his slender waist as he lays you down on the bed, his lips still working magic on yours.

He breaks away in seconds, his hands wandering from your waist to your sensitive breasts, pinching and kneading and making you writhe underneath him, his lips painting original galaxies on the plane of your neck. He wanted to leave his mark.

“Are you ready, my love?” He smirks against your neck, and you feel, with a gasp, the blunt head of his cock brush against your weeping slit. The simple action has you reacting in a way you never had before; your fingers and toes are curling and you can only guess that the mate bond multiplies touch between mates too.

“Yes,” you whine, “Please - just do it already.”

With a chuckle at your eagerness, and a drawn out groan of his own, Kai slowly enters you. The feeling is undescribable. You could say it was as red hot as fire, as blinding as the sun, but both were underestimates in what you were feeling. The feeling of his cock stretching you deliciously has your stomach muscles clenching, your back arching and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“Fuck,” Kai curses, beginning to roll his hips against you, his hands on either side of your head, pressed into the duvet. His eyes are completely fixed on how he slides into you, your bodies finally becoming one, but he glances up at your face for a second and is completely compelled by what he sees.

Your mouth is open in a silent moan, your eyebrows furrpwed in pleasure. Your hair is plastered to your forehead, your skin dewy and flushed, your eyes beautifully hooded as pleasure sets fire to every single nerve in your body.

“Faster,” he hears you plead, grasping at his hips desperately, “More-!”

He cuts off your moan with his lips, his hips beginning to speed up to an almost inhuman speed, your hands grasping at his hair and crushing him harder against your bruised lips. Lewd sounds echo throughout the vast room, your whimpers and his grunts quickly following as you both chase your highs.

“I’m gonna cum,” he hears you whimper, your voice unstable and high pitched, “Oh, fuck-”

Your head is thrown back as you’re hurtled into the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever experienced, pussy squeezing once, twice, around him, making him hiss and his grip on the sheets tighten as his orgasm approaches. He takes one last look at you, beautiful face contorted in pleasure, looking as angelic as you did when he first saw you-

“Shit!” His last grunt resounds throughout the room, his hips stilling as he empties his seed into you. He continues thrusting slowly after a moment, burying his head in the crook of your neck so that he can place kiss after kiss there, his cock sliding in and out of you as the atmosphere calms.

After a moment of basking in the moment, he pulls out of you - you barely register him flashing to the bathroom in less than a few seconds to fetch some tissues that he wipes you up with. Your mind is dazed and tired and your body is even more so, but the remnants of ecstasy that you feel make you smile happily, wrapping your arms around your mate as you drift off to sleep.

“I’m holding you up on that deal, remember,” you hear him murmur as you’re over taken by sleep. “My beautiful little witch.”

7

This whole scene was so amazing, and I don’t see it being addressed enough. Can we just. Can we just talk about it more. Can we talk about how DISTRAUGHT Yuri is at the news Yuuri is retiring? Can we talk about Viktor being supportive, about him giving Yuri the hug he sorely needed, even after their altercation at the beach? Can we talk about how any and all aggression fades away the moment Yuri gets pulled into a hug, he’s not even protesting the affection, just looks completely stunned

Can we talk about how much it must mean to hear those words from Viktor fucking Nikiforov, living legend, somebody who, in Yuri’s eyes, barely seemed to remember him, who prioritized his love life and dedication to Yuuri over fulfilling his promise to Yuri? Can we talk about how bitterly abandoned he must’ve felt, how much this means now, even if it’s so late?

Can we talk about Yuri being so upset about Yuuri actually potentially retiring?

Jealous Styles (Requested Imagine)

A/N: Requested imagine. Hope you’ll like this. xxx

*credits for the pics

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“Just a sec!”

You shouted as you’re rushing back and forth and round the pad, preparing your things. Somebody’s knocking at the door and you’re a hundred percent sure it was him.

“Why is he so early?” you’re talking to yourself but Harry answered you.

“Maybe you told him so,” he said, eyes on the TV. And there he goes again. Jealous Styles.

You continue fixing and finding things and the door bell annoys you.

“Why don’t you let him come in Haz?” you said irritated and Harry ignored. Now, you’re getting the cold treatment, really nice.

“Harry, please open the door?” you stopped and walked to Harry.

“Why don’t you?” he said.

“Because mister, I’m doing something,” you said and get back to your business. Harry got up and opened the door.

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“Hey, man,” Niall gave him a manly hug and they hugged each other.

“How’s everything?” Harry answered and you paused for a while to look how cute they are, sincerely hugging each other. You can their smiles and its both stunning. They were talking to each other when you passed by and went to the room to fix yourself for a while and when you nearly finished, somebody opened the door and you looked at him.

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“Why are you so excited?” Harry asked.

“What?” you said puzzled.

“Why are you so excited to go out with Niall?” he repeated, unable to look at your eyes.

“Harry? I’m not. Or yeah, maybe a bit. But it’s because we’re going to see a really great show and I can’t wait to see it,” you explained at him. He still looks at the ground and there’s silence for a while.

“You’re not as excited when we’re going out,” he muttered.

“Oh, babe,” you said and walked to him. You pat his cheek at let his face look at yours.

“I am so much more excited when we’re going out. Don’t get me wrong here okay?” you said and he nodded.

“Niall and you are really good friends, aren’t you?” you asked and he nodded again. You went outside the room to go to Niall.

“Niall, I think we’re good to—“

“Man, can I go with you?” Harry chimed in and you both stared at him. You stared at him unbelievingly while Niall looked at him weird.

“Yeah, man, let’s go,” he said and head to the door as Harry went to your room to change clothes.

“Niall, I’m so sorry. If you don’t want Haz around I can—

“No Y/N, it’s okay,” he said and smiled before he went to the car.

You went to see the show and Niall really found Harry weird tonight. He keeps on sticking to you like a little kid and when you had your seats, Harry won’t let you sit between them but he sat between the two of you. The band who’s performing is one of your favorite and Niall’s. Harry can’t actually ride because he doesn’t even know that that band existed. And Niall and you keep laughing and talking about the band while Harry’s in your middle, which you find really weird. When you got home, Harry is so quiet.

“Harry? What’s wrong?” you said when he’s in bed.

Harry doesn’t answer and just looked at you.

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“Babe? What is it?” you asked again.

“You get along so well. In terms of music taste and you both play guitar well,” he answered while pouting his lips.

You let out a soft laugh. You just love how cute he is when he’s jealous.

“And so what if we get along well and we have common things? That’s normal,” you said as you snuggle near him.

“It’s not normal. What if you like him?” he said and stares at you.

“No, I don’t,” you said and chuckled. He smiled and kisses you at the forehead.

“I can practice my guitar skills,” he offered and you nodded.

“And my eyes are green,” he said, wanting to feel safer.

“And I prefer green eyes, slow talker and a cupcake,” you said and kiss each other good night.

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funhaustagram  asked:

ok but while they're in fiji, bruce is aggressively trying his best to deny his feelings for adam. they spent a lot of time together at rtxau and he was completely enamored when adam would make bad jokes at whatever panel and how adorable he was every time he got a little tipsy and giggly at their group dinners. now they're in a tropical vacation resort, adam's getting so goddamn tan and bruce is very screwed. both barbara and bethany are pushing him to make a move but he's /nervous/, dammit.

ok yes yes good good idk if you wanted to go back n forth or if u wanted me to write something but i felt the need to write something i felt it in my bones man

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Caitriona Balfe Twitter Q&A (It’s very long) | October 26, 2016

FAN: your favorite accomplishment, as an actress or as a human being?
CAIT: As an actor … @Outlander_STARZ of course ! As a human - the amazing friends I have

F:  you are hot
C:  Eh … thanks !?!

F: do you like to have your own brand in fashion? Saludos desde Uruguay
C: no …

F: what’s the best joke you’ve heard? (No Paddy jokes allowed)
C: Horse walks into a bar … bar man says “ why the long face ”  

F: fave holiday destination? X
C: Mongolia is top of my wish list right now.

F: Where has been your favorite place to film?
C: New York cause it’s magic … on Outlander - Loch Rannoch

F: What’s on your iPod?
C: … Music ….. !!!! Ha. Right now loving Bat For Lashes new album

F: which star or stars would you like to work with in the future?
C: Gena Rowland’s would be a dream

F: Will you be at BAFTAScotland Awards? ComiCon in 2017?
C: Yes… Maybe….  x

F: what’s your spirit animal?
C: Had a dream once it was a bear … so sticking with that for now

F: iv only watched the 1st episode of outlander. do you hate me
C: No…!! Me too !! (Joking!)

F: what do you and Claire have in common (besides the looks)?
C: we both adapt well but might be a little bit irritable … ahem @SamHeughan thoughts???
SAM: saying nothing…   (Cait waaaay better than Claire!)

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