i was waiting for closer


all.. mine!

Wontaek’s relationship ^^

burr’s animagus is a crocodile and I will fight anyone for this headcanon

he’s a small crocodile, but still a crocodile. No one fucks with him for like a month after he registers and the information gets out because new registers are pretty rare and there’s a lot of inter-department gossiping


and it’s coming closer.

Look at what has arrived today!!!!!!! @fantakoi ‘s fanbook closer is here now!!!! I’d like to thank you for bearing with me and my questions about everything (it’s the first time I buy something like this, so I was a bit worried. So yep, soorry ‘bout that). I just wanted to say that the story is sooo CUTE!!! It’s so well drawn and the contents are amazing!!! I think kagehina is my favourite ship from HQ!! (maybe Daisuga is too, one of them, but what can I say, I’ve been in volleyball hell since minute one XD) and the way the story represents the cuteness of the ship is just fantastic!! So, to sum up, I really really liked the book, and i would recommend it to every kagehina shipper out there. 

So I’m just going to add some details that I just loved from the fanbook

That ninja Daisuga moment

Hinata’s Toilet Adventures Returns

Proud ParentsTM

Their cuteness is just KILLING ME OMFG!!!!!!

P:D: If you’re going to make another one, i can assure you I’ll buy it!!!! Can’t wait for it!!!!!!!!

  • Licht enters the room looking disheveled: Sorry I was doing things.
  • Hyde, entering the room also looking disheveled: HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS!!

but then you’ll come across someone with a kind and gentle soul who’s going to make your heart feel soft and whose voice will make you feel so safe that you can’t help but wonder if it’s real or a dream

because in the past it just always felt like settling

he will understand you without even having to try and he will be able to tell when something is on your mind and you think back to the times when your friends told stories about boys who were so rough with their hearts that you’ll just start thinking oh god you have no idea how much you deserve more than that because you know the feeling of knowing someone who makes you feel so safe and warm 

someday someone will be so gentle with your heart, i promise

someday God Himself will lead you to someone who is so kind and wonderful, someone you’re going to have a real connection with that you won’t be able to even explain it. you won’t have to force a thing. it’s going to feel so easy and right, like it’s the most natural thing in the world

no mind games. no wondering. 

when it’s right, you’ll just know it, and it’s all going to make sense why it never worked out with anyone else 

you will remember the times you wondered why you ever thought it was a good idea to quiet your heart, why you thought you were going to be better off alone, why you were so resentful of God saying no, because now you can’t believe how you were so wrong

because he will understand you like no one ever did before–both your silences and your words

his presence alone can make everything feel lighter

he’s going to feel like safety and warmth, but also of fireworks and ocean waves, and you wouldn’t have it any other way

you’re going to meet him at the right time, i promise. don’t settle–please don’t settle–and don’t give your heart away to just anyone because you’re lonely. let God satisfy your loneliness, because ultimately He is the only one who can truly satisfy. don’t forget that. guard your heart, surrender it to God, and let Him keep it. one day He will give it to someone worthy. just keep your eyes on Jesus and seek His face and don’t be anxious about it

if God says it will be, it will be

nothing good gets away.

i never feel closer to nature than when i’m waiting in a subway station with no electric signs telling you when the next train’s supposed to come and i feel a gentle breeze stir up. that breeze is made by an approaching train further along in the tunnel. it’s like sensing rain in your bones. i always want to turn to someone leaning out and staring into the darkness and go, “a great wind comes. the train is upon us.”


First of all, thank you @sprout2012 and @pennigg101297 for the ideas and the beta! <3 <3

This is kinda long and full of smut. Hope you guys enjoy!


It was a hell of a party. And just like any ‘good’ party, everyone was passed out everywhere on the eighth year common room. Except for two people, talking in a distant couch. Harry and Draco were drunk, that was a given, but that wasn’t Draco’s point on their discussion.

'You’re not drunk enough’ he hiccuped.

'I am! Wait… for what?’ Harry leant closer, his thighs brushing against Malfoy’s knees. 

Draco leaned over in a way that made Harry think the boy would faint in his lap. 

But as their lips met and Draco stayed there, that was when Harry knew for sure he wasn’t, indeed, drunk enough. Because if he were he would probably have fainted right then and there. Luckily, his mind was still working somehow, just enough for him to lift his right arm, wrap it around the others back and pull him. Pull him until their chests met, all without breaking the kiss.

And kissed, oh then Harry kissed back. He tilted his head to the side, opened his mouth, explored Draco’s mouth with his tongue like he owned it all. He did, in that moment.

After all, he didn’t give a shit if someone was watching, if someone was recording, all he knew was Draco’s mouth was moving with his, slowly because they were savouring each other. Harry was tasting, biting, bruising all that soft flesh of the other’s lips. Harry’s hands ran all the way down to the other’s back until he reached the hem of his shirt. He pulled it up, exposing all that pale skin of his lower back and scratched, marked the skin with red lines, all of it earning him a moan from Draco. His hands went lower, wrapped around his ass, squeezed and there it was another delicious moan. Lower, he placed them below his thighs and pulled, making Draco straddle him. It wasn’t enough for the blond apparently since he started rocking against Harry. And fuck, he rocked back, his pants too tight too suddenly. He grabbed Draco’s ass, pressed him forward. Draco kept panting in Harry’s mouth.

'Fuck…Fuck…’ he whispered, rocking against him. Their kiss deepened, their tongues intertwined. Harry sucked his lower lip leaving it swollen and red. He bit it until it was so bruised Draco wouldn’t stop moaning with the kisses that came after. 

Harry left Draco’s mouth red, swollen, wet, everything a huge contrast with his pale skin, still too pale even with the blush that painted his cheeks and neck. 

'I’m not drunk enough’ he whispered, still rocking against the other’s hard bulge.

Draco opened his eyes slightly, the pleading look in his face not matching the way he pulled Harry’s hair, making his head tilt back.

'What… ah-what does that mean?’

Harry craved his nails in Draco’s hips making a low hiss escape the blond’s mouth.

'It means’ he sucked the lower lip one more time 'we’re not stopping, ’ Harry kissed his jaw as Draco’s hands caressed his neck. 'We’re not forgetting,’ Draco was staring at him, his eyes blown wide with surprise and lust. 'Because- because you're…’ he turned them over in the sofa, placed his whole body flush on top of Draco’s.


A trembling laugh escaped Draco’s lips before he arched his back, increasing the friction between them.

'Look who’s talking’ he bit Harry’s earlobe and moaned right in Harry’s ear when he started to fumble with their belts. 'You should be locked up, you know? No one should be allowed to look at you’ Harry grabbed Draco’s cock roughly and the other moaned so loud Harry’s own prick twitched in his pants. The way he rolled the word 'allowed’ in his mouth made Harry want to own Draco and be owned by him.

'Lock me up whenever you want’ he took his own cock out and rubbed it against the Draco’s.

Fuck, that was too much. Too much, he would come and Draco was rocking and moaning and those eyes. They looked like melted steel, pliant and dominant at the same time. 

'Fuck… ah ha fuck Potter…’ he shouldn’t  be allowed to say Harry’s name like that.

They were wet, hard, the speed of their thrusts increasing by the second. ’Fuck’ Harry moaned against Draco’s lips. He was leaking, just like Harry, and he could feel they were both close. Draco’s hands were on Harry’s hips, possessively pulling him closer; his eyes were shut and mouth hanging open, small sounds coming out of it. And that was when Harry saw Draco’s lips forming his name.

But it wasn’t Potter this time.

Harry…’ Draco whispered before turning his face to the side and moaning as he came in Harry’s hand.

Closer | Daryl Dixon

Title: Closer
Author: Clara
Character: Daryl Dixon
Warnings: none
Prompt: @fandomiteen​: “Ohmygod I feel like i’m requesting too much, but 12 with Daryl?? If it’s not too much trouble? Doesn’t have to be right now. I can wait. ❤❤❤ thank you!!!” (12 - “I’m cold. Come closer.”)
Note: This is the first time I’ve written for Daryl so feedback would be greatly appreciated.

Originally posted by moan-s

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