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dONE !!!! im done im so tired omg why did i do this to myself during my last few days of break omg………………. anyway , please enjoy !!!

I hate that I have to make this disclaimer (because god forbid people look at something that is obviously unhealthy and not romanticize it) but I enjoy Killing Stalking for the plot and because killers fascinate me. I do not ship Yoonbum and Sangwoo (because WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU SHIP THEM OMG) and I do not condone EITHER of their actions. If you like Killing Stalking, dope. If you ship the characters, NOT DOPE. If you romanticize abuse, stalking, manipulation, or actual murder, NOT DOPE. Please don’t assume that, because I’m a fan of KS, I also ship the characters. Thank you, have a nice day.

HAPPY REALLY LATE BIRTHDAY, ZARA!
yes this is really late omg sorry me and Ilse wanted this to be perfect and ready for you on your birthday but life is really shitty you know? Anyways, sorry but we both hope you enjoy this! (I drew the fanart and Ilse wrote the fanfic to go with it) foolforfelton drucuh-melfoi


“Malfoy, no. I can’t do dirty talking!”

“I know talking is hard for you but come one, if you try.”

“No I won’t do it. This is just- no.”

“Are you scared?”

“You wish!”

“Then why not?”

“Because I can’t!”


“Yes you can!”

“You know what? I’ll show you. Just you wait.”

“Are you flying way? Harry? Where are you going? We’re in the middle of a quidditch game here! You can’t just- IS THAT THE SNITCH?! SWEET BABY MERLIN STAY AWAY FROM IT!”

*******

“What do you call a Gryffindor with one brain cell?”

Harry sighted while Draco sat down next to him in charms class.

“Stop the Gryffindor jokes. It’s your problem you lost the quidditch match this weekend. You should’ve paid attention to the game.”

“Well excuse me for trying to have a conversation,” Draco huffed.

“You were- Draco- no.” Harry was lost for words.

“I was trying to take our relationship to a next level.”

“Dirty talk is not a next level,” Harry whispered back at Draco.

The class had started in the time Harry and Draco were talking and professor Flitwick was asking for silence.

Draco continued talking to Harry. “I think we should try it. What could go wrong?”

“We can’t even have a normal conversation. Like right now,” Harry shot back.

“Oh come on. You can’t compare it to chit chatting.”

Harry thought for a moment, a smile slowly appearing on his face. “You know what, maybe you’re right.”

Draco raised one eyebrow. “I am? Why are you smiling?”

Harry bent towards Draco so his mouth was next to Draco’s ear. “Does this arouse you?” He whispered.

“Potter, not in class.”

“Draco, I want you to ride me like a young baby elephant right out of the womb.” Harry was silent for a few seconds when he couldn’t contain his laughter and snorted wile Draco cringed.

Draco had shut his eyes once done cringing from Harry’s statement and was now rubbing circles over his temples with his index fingers. “You’ll be my end,” he said in the most dramatic way he could. “You’ll finish the Malfoy name and destroy one of the most valued wizard families of Britain.”

The two had been too caught up in their conversation to notice the class falling silent.

“Is there something you’d like to share with us, Mr Potter? Mr Malfoy?” The tiny man said in his high pitched voice.

“No professor,” Draco answered before Harry could. “Harry was just telling me how much he likes baby elephants,” he finished with a fake smile.

Professor Flitwick obviously didn’t know how to respond. “Well, eh, potter, do that in your spare time, please.”

“Yes, sir,” Harry said to his professor.

“Now let’s continue the lesson shall we?” Flitwick rubbed his tiny hands.

Draco bend towards Harry again and whispered: “a Gryffindor with one brain cell is called gifted in case you were wondering.”

*******

Harry knew that once an idea had found its way into Draco head it would nestle there and not leave until the idea had been acted upon. That’s why Harry made sure to have to most cringe worthy dirty lines, that weren’t that dirty because he’s Harry Potter, prepared at all times.

Whenever Draco would bring up the subject Harry would tell him how much he’d like to suck on his elbow or just the idea of Draco number painting (“what in Merlin’s name is number painting?”) was driving him mad.

******

It was Saturday evening and Draco and Harry’s usual group of friends had gotten together and were now occupying the best chairs in the Slytherin common room.

Ron had brought his chessboard and was trying to play a game with Harry. Whenever Harry and Ron were trying to play a game of chess Draco would swoop in at one point and start giving Harry suggestions on his next move which most of the time led to Ron telling Draco to ‘do it yourself if you’re so good then’.

Pansy was showing Hermione her nail polish that changed colour every hour. She had convinced Hermione her nails deserved more than biting.

Dean, Seamus and Theodore Nott were passing a bottle of fire whiskey between the three of them.

And Neville and Goyle spent their evenings talking about Herbiology and Neville’s latest plant interests. Although it was Neville that did the talking while Goyle ate his way through the snacks and nodded at the right moments. A talent he had probably picked up while listening to Draco’s endless Potter-Rants.

Blaise Zabini could come back from his headboy duties any moment. It was an unspoken agreement the party didn’t start without Blaise being there.

A few minutes before ten, he entered the Slytherin common room and everyone left their places to sit in a semi-circle beside the fire. Seamus had pulled out a party and the weekly story passing started. The getting together wasn’t much but the idea of having friends and being a group was what kept each and every one of them going.

Everyone was having a great time. Their faces were red from laughing and maybe from drinking a little too much alcohol.

Harry looked to his right at smiled at Draco, a soft pink blush on his cheeks. He had tears from laughing in the corners of his eyes. Ron had told everyone Draco had dared Harry to a duel in their first year.

Harry reached for Draco’s hand and intertwined their fingers. Draco looked over at Harry and for a moment it was just the two of them. The chatter around them soften and all Harry could hear was his own heart beat. Draco eyes were a pool of silver and all he wished to do was to drown in them. He assumed Draco thought the same because his eyes started to dilate and — ever so slowly — their faces inched close and closer. Right before they were only inches apart from their lips, Harry got hit with a cashew on his forehead.

Harry’s head shot to the left where he saw Ron sitting with a hand full of nuts, an eyebrow arched up, and a playful grin on his face. “Harry, we asked you what happened after the supposed-to-be-duel. Stop gazing into each other’s eyes, will you?” Ron huffed.

Harry managed to smile back, though the stinging on his head made it hard for him. “Calm down with the nuts. Draco is the one that likes them in his face, not me.” Harry said, rubbing his forehead, and earning a punch on his arm from Draco and some laughs from the others.

Harry knew Ron, Hermione or Neville could just as well tell the story of Fluffy but they let him do it. He didn’t talk a lot when they were in a group and he didn’t necessarily want to but his friends didn’t want him to feel left out and he felt grateful for it.

He told his friends about the dog. He didn’t tell whose it had been for legal issues, and luckily no one asked. The evening came to an end when Harry finished with Snape’s riddle, the group started and yawning and from there everyone said their goodnight and left to bed. From behind him he heard Pansy telling Blaise they had made a bet about what happened to Harry in their first year and that she had won so he still owed her two galleons after seven years.

Harry and Draco were the only two that stayed in their seats. Ron had learned long ago he didn’t have to wait up for Harry if he was in Draco’s company.

Draco wrapped his arm around Harry and kissed his cheek. “What about we head to my room?” he whispered into Harrys ear.

“Or we hit the Room of Requirement first?” Harry smirked, sliding his hand in the inside of Draco’s thigh. Draco practically purred when he responded: “If that’s what you want.”

Draco and Harry held hands while running through the empty hallways of Hogwarts that led them to the Room of Requirement. The thrill of what they were going to do was exhilarating.

With Harry’s cloak draped over both of them, they arrived only ten minutes later in front of the wall that would lead them to the room. They stood still, Harry pulled the cloak off of both and them and looked at Draco. “I know I don’t say this a lot, but I’m the luckiest guy in the entire wizarding world for having you as mine and I love you.” Harry didn’t dare to look Draco in the eyes when he told him he loved him. He didn’t do it a lot, and most of the time Draco brushed it off and changed the subject. It hurt but it didn’t stop Harry from feeling the way he did.

This time Harry didn’t have to get hurt, he didn’t need to fear rejection. Draco’s fingertips pushed his head up, forcing Harry to look him in the eye. Slowly he came closer, making Harry want to move forward and connect their lips. Finally Draco closed the gap and pressed his lips against Harry’s, making Harry’s heart pump faster.

After a moment, maybe even two, Harry pulled back. Draco looked him lovingly in the eyes. “You’re deciding tonight,” he told Harry.

Harry thought for a moment and settled on a room he was sure Draco would like before he started passing.

After walking past the wall three times, a huge wooden door appeared, forming an entrance for Draco and Harry.

Draco stepped forward to open the door and let Harry enter first. Once inside, they both stopped walking abruptly.

The room was exactly what Harry had asked except for one tiny little detail, everything was pink.

“Harry, what did you do?” Of course Draco thought Harry had made the room pink because he was the one that had been walking.

“I didn’t do this,” Harry told Draco.

“Then how did this happen?”

“I have honestly no idea. Does it matter?”

As a response Draco turned around and put his hand on Harry’s waist, pulling him closer.

“I was just worried your mind went pink, that’s all.”

Harry snorted. “Yeah, sure.”

“Shut up will you?” Draco whispered before kissing Harry.

The sheer pressure of Draco’s lips against his made Harry’s mind so clear. He felt everywhere Draco touched him, his fingers gripping his waist.

Harry reached up to cup Draco’s cheek, slowly moving his lips against Draco’s.

Draco slid his hands down to Harry’s hips and started playing with them hem of his shirt. The only thing Harry wanted at that moment was for Draco to lift his shirt off him.

Draco didn’t and continued playing with Harry, slowly kissing him.

Draco finally slipped one hand under Harry’s shirt and Harry was hyper aware of Draco’s fingertips sliding over the side of his body.

Slowly Draco removed Harry’s shirt, taking his glasses off first. With Draco’s hands now in his hair, Harry reached for Draco’s pants and undid the button, slowly sliding down his zipper.

Draco’s kisses began to get sloppy due to his arousal.

The king sized bed in the corner practically screamed for Harry to push Draco onto it. And so he did. Slowly, he removed his hands from Draco’s hips and started pushing Draco towards the bed.

He could feel Draco smiling against his lips. Harry knew he loved this.

Harry removed the smile from Draco’s face by pushing his legs against the bed and making him fall backwards, landing on the soft covers.

Come on, Potter. What are you going to do to me?“ Draco teased with a shit eating grin on his face while Harry climbed on top of him.

"Well if you’re asking. I’m going to spread myself over you like peanut butter jelly.” Harry kissed Draco’s neck.

Draco groaned in annoyance. “Come on, Harry.”

“Don’t you get it that even when you ask for it I won’t give it to you, simply because I said no.” Harry hovered a few inches above Draco.

Draco sighed. “Yes, I get it. I just wanted to try this. But I guess you are more important to me than some sexual experiment.”

“Good,” Harry answered before leaning onto Draco and kissing him once again.

Harry felt himself getting more aroused every second he spent kissing Draco.

He could feel Draco was too by the way he gripped Harry tightly and had unconsciously started moving his hips.

Harry, ignoring the cramp in his arms, slid his hand down under Draco’s shirt and lifted it so he could touch his entire torso. Harry slowly kissed his way to one of Draco’s nipples, making Draco’s muscles flex in pleasure.

Harry trailed kisses upwards to Draco’s neck after a while, knowing how much Draco liked to be kissed there. He understood why Draco did. The burning sensation whenever Draco kissed him there, such a sensitive and weak spot of the erogenous human body. Draco moaned out openly as he felt Harry’s teeth scrape the skin of his Draco’s neck, bucking wildly as he did.

“Harry…” Draco begged.

Harry grinned wickedly. He loved this feeling, having the upper hand in bed. He snaked his other hand to his trousers and scrabbled and pushed until his jeans were halfway down his legs and the boxer-briefs at least out of the way. Harry grinned when his fingers found the other’s cock, slick with precum. It was slender, warm. Draco’s hands were restless, squeezing, pulling. He’d grabbed Harry’s arse a moment ago, hooking Harry’s leg over his waist as he rocked against Harry’s erection, dampening his trousers in the process and suddenly it wasn’t enough. There was too much—he wasn’t close enough even with Draco wrapped around him like Devil’s Snare. He just… really wanted to be naked.

“Get these off.” Draco said, as if Harry been thinking out loud.

“Yes,” Harry gasped, hand sadly leaving draco’s prick in favor of shucking his trousers. Harry tugged them quickly and yelped as a warm mouth closed over his neglected cock. “Oh, god,” he hissed again.

Draco moaned, trying to swallow as much of him as possible before he gagged a little with eagerness. Harry shushed him, a hand pulling and stroking his blonde hair. Draco backed off and coughed before returning to suck and lap at the crown of Harry’s cock.

“Draco…” He gasped, tugging him up to kiss him one last time, before kneeling in between Draco’s legs, his face riveted by the sight of himself about to enter Draco’s body.

“You’re so perfect…” he pushes forward gently, sounding a little breathless, and moans openly when he pushes himself all the way inside Draco. He grabbed his face and pressed their lips together. Draco eagerly opens his mouth, arms cradling Harry’s back as he plundered his mouth. He began to thrust shallowly, hips rolling as much as they could without leverage. Harry moved in Draco’s embrace, moaning into his mouth when his cock hit Draco’s prostate.

“Fuck!” Their thrust started moving faster every passing second. Moans escaping each other’s mouths

“Merlin, so hot, so tight, so fucking good… I want – yes—” Harry’s speech disintegrates into senseless sounds, and then, “Draco…” Harry sounds wrecked as tremors run through his body, his cock pulsing inside Draco as he comes in an almighty rush. He lets his head fall onto Draco’s shoulder and lies there, half-clinging, half-trembling, his face pressed into Draco’s perspiring skin.

“I love you, too.” Draco whispers into Harry’s ear after a while. Harry looks up, meeting beautiful pools of grey. He presses one last kiss into those sweet pink lips and lies back down next to Draco with a loving smile on his face.

NCT U Reactions ~ They Find Out Your Big Bro is an EXO member

Request: Omg can u do the idol brother thing for nct dream n 127 pls luv ur blog (Oh if u only do one group could u do dream then thx!) 
A/N: Hope you enjoy, ducklings!

Taeil:

Originally posted by honeyxxxmoon

*Mentally cries at how you spend most of the time in China w/ Lu* “yES BuT iM UR BoyFRiENd”

Doyoung:

Originally posted by taesyong

“This is a lie, why u lyin for…. hOW are you related to Chanyeol wtf” *Is litro holding urs and yeols birth certificates and still doesn’t believe* 

Ten:

Originally posted by tenies

“Omg does that mean i get all my exo albums free now?! litro hate spending money on music if i make it damn daniel.”

Taeyong:

Originally posted by t-yong

*Imitates Kris and tries to be cool like him but actually just really annoys him a little.* ”Pizza is not my style wtf woman, make me something else.”

Mark:

Originally posted by nctinfo

*Feels personally intimidated by Sehun*Me, You and a body roll contest ~ must not use butter.”

made no effort 
~ Admin Kai

motherofmajesticflapflaps  asked:

Okay stupid question: why do you ship Andras and Lucien? Was there subtext that I, the English major who loves queer theory missed in ACOTR? I mean I'd love to read more fics and your headcanons of this!

omg someone is asking about Landras I’m DELIGHTED. Okay so like when I say I ship it (and I do, dear god I do) it’s…Like I don’t think it’s going to be canon/was ever canon/was ever really hinted at being canon in any way. I just…Enjoy the idea of it? And it adds another layer of angst to ACOTAR and a bit of extra depth to Lucien’s character and his early interactions with Feyre if you read it that way? So I choose to. 

That being said like…I didn’t pull it entirely from nowhere there are lines in ACOTAR that send the wheels a-turning. Which I will now take the time to point out. (Like I said I don’t consider any of this subtext or hinting or foreshadowing or evidence. I’m just like…okay but if you slap a landras lens over this it’s so much more fun to read so this is less…canon interpretation and more…okay but if you look at it like this it’s much more fun) 

“Is Andras dead, then?” (Lucien has….a habit of using snark to cover up his feelings) 


A nod from my captor—savior, whatever he was. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
“How?” the stranger demanded, his knuckles white as he gripped his muscled arms.


“An ash arrow,” said the other. His red-haired companion hissed. “The Treaty’s summons led me to the mortal. I gave her safe haven.”
“A girl—a mortal girl actually killed Andras.” Not a question so much as a venom-coated string of words.

[…] 

“You’re joking,” he said quietly. “That scrawny thing brought down Andras with a single ash arrow?”

[…] 

“Did you enjoy killing my friend, human?” the red-haired one said. “Did you hesitate, or was the hatred in your heart riding you too hard to consider sparing him? It must have been so satisfying for a small mortal thing like you to take him down.”

[…]

She brought Andras down? We never should have sent him out there—none of them should have been out there. It was a fool’s mission.” His growl was more bitter than threatening. (Lucien feels guilty for sending Andras across the wall….which gets approximately 1000000x angstier if you consider them having been in a secret ‘in denial about feelings’ relationship beforehand)

 […]

I’m sure her life will be a fine replacement for Andras’s—maybe she can even train with the others on the border.”

A snarl of irritation resonated through the air.

 […]

“Please let me go. There must be—must be some other loophole out of the Treaty’s rules—some other way to atone.”

“Atone?” Lucien said. “Have you even apologized yet?”

Apparently, all attempts to flatter me were dead and gone. So I looked Lucien right in his remaining russet eye and said, “I’m sorry.”

Lucien leaned back in his chair. “How did you kill him? Was it a bloody fight, or just cold-blooded murder?”

My spine stiffened. “I shot him with an ash arrow. And then anordinary arrow through the eye. He didn’t put up a fight. After the first shot, he just stared at me.”

“Yet you killed him anyway—though he made no move to attack you. And then you skinned him,” Lucien hissed. ( :( ) 

[…]

Lucien clicked his tongue. “I’m Tamlin’s emissary for formal uses, but this was Andras’s shift. So someone needed to fill in. It’s an honor to do it.” (he is literally doing his old rounds and calling it an honour I??) 

I swallowed hard. Andras had a place here, and friends here—he hadn’t been just some nameless, faceless faerie. No doubt he was more missed than I was. “I’m … sorry,” I said—and meant it. “I didn’t know what—what he meant to you all.”

Lucien shrugged. (Lucien shrugging is like…Lucien speak for ‘I’m deeply hurt but have no idea how to properly verbalise my emotions so I’m just going to brush them off instead’ see also: the whipping) 

 […]

“No, no. Andras was High Fae, too. Tam can shift us into other shapes if need be. He saves it for his sentries only, though. When Andras went across the wall, Tam changed him into a wolf so he wouldn’t be spotted as a faerie. Though his size was probably indication enough.”

A shudder went down my spine, violent enough that I didn’t acknowledge the red-hot glare Lucien lobbed my way.

 […]

Over the next three days, I found myself joining Lucien on Andras’s old patrol while Tamlin hunted the grounds for the Bogge, unseen by us. Despite being an occasional bastard, Lucien didn’t seem to mind my company, and he did most of the talking, which was fine; it left me to brood over the consequences of firing a single arrow. (aaaand he keeps doing Andras’s patrol. It’s fine. I’m fine.) 

[…]

The wolf—Andras had just … stared at me before I killed him. Let me kill him. (Not exactly Landras related but let’s just TAKE A MOMENT TO THINK ABOUT MY BRAVE WOLF BOY OKAY? And also Andras doing this so Lucien could be safe :) that’s fun too :) ) 

 Literally none of this really implies anything more than a deep friendship between Lucien and Andras (which…makes me feel things in itself because fuck me Lucien needed someone on his side at the Spring Court, someone who might actually care about him) But it’s fun to imagine there was more between them. (And by ‘fun’ I mean deeply and utterly agonising, my soul is in pieces, please join me in the pit of despair. There’s plenty of room. 

And if you want more headcanons that are purely headcanons and nothing to do with the text…let me know I have plenty. 

Succumb. (Jihoon Smut)

for the anon who requested this! sorry if it’s not to your liking jafhdakfbakjdfbadsf im so sorryyyyyyyyyyyyy but he looks like a fucking kitty here omg. btw i kinda got carried away because i have a thing for fem!dom and like idk why i just do. there are parts where he is completely out of character but then again this is a work of fiction. :) i just fucking hope you guys like it, i don’t know what happened anymore, just oh god. i don’t know if this is enough because i’m not satisfied and idk how chastity shit works hbfkjsbfskjfg so enjoy!!


word count: 7.1k holy shiiiiiiiiiiiiit.


disclaimer: so this kinda has mommy kink and stuff. sorry not sorry.


also i guess things will get kinky?!?!?!?

-admin kate x


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Maybe Just One More

Originally posted by xoxoeddie


Request from Anon : Hi!! Could you please do something very fluffy with lots of cuddles after a long day? I’m swamped with finals and stressed to the max and would love some newt cuddles and fluff rn

OMG ME TOO! I have finals this week that I should be studying for but decided to write this imagine instead because why not? haha (I really should be studying though… xD)
I hope it’s sweet and fluffy enough to help the stress <3 

Word Count : 1136


Newt finally decided to take a little break from writing his manuscript. He stood up from his workbench and enjoyed the satisfaction of stretching out his muscles after sitting for so long. He looked down at his work, his eyes scanning over everything he’s written down with the quiet buzz of his creatures surrounding him. He actually managed to write down a lot of information about the special quirks Dougal had. After mentally checking items off his daily chores list, Newt decided it was time to leave his case. 

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Now you have it! Now I know why Solmare doesn’t do this, it felt like drawing a f*cking fantasy! He looks sooooo ASDFGHJKLKJHGFDSADAFS I hope all of you enjoy it! Klaus, The Emperor as a Knight! *w*

PLEASE if you want to share the image of Klaus in other social networks just post also the credits for me (the artist) I will be thankful with all of you ;)  

Eros

So I was going to take a small break from writing today, but I saw @natsubutart‘s post on my dash and I was like omg YAS AGE SWAP and inspiration was like BAM so this just happened before I even realized what I was doing lol. Nothing fancy but hope you’ll all enjoy ^^ 


“Katsuki-sensei,” He leaned forward, his long silver hair falling over his face, “Teach me everything.”

Yuuri grabbed the young man by the wrists, creating a bit of space between them. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. And I’ve told you, you can drop the sensei,” he gave a half laugh, “Just Yuuri is fine.”

Viktor beamed up at his coach, blue eyes shining, “Why? Am I pronouncing it wrong?”

Yuuri felt his cheeks warm; maybe from the sake, maybe from the way this young man was looking at him. “No…it’s not that.”

“Then? Katsuki-sensei…” He leaned in again, his lips meeting Yuuri’s cold fingertips.

“You have a competition tomorrow. It’ll be a strain on your body.”

Viktor grinned. “We’ve done it before.”

Yuuri rested his palm on the skater’s cheek, indulging in the feel of his hair, “You’re far too carefree. You need to take this more seriously.”

“I do!”

Yuuri leaned in, surprising the both of them, pecking Viktor with a short kiss. “You don’t.”

Viktor’s eyes widened in surprise, the single, short kiss seeming to set a fire in his chest. “That’s cheating!” He tackled the coach, the two of them falling onto the futon, Yuuri’s laughter silenced by Viktor’s rough and desperate kisses.

“Sensei, Sensei…” he hummed between kisses, though they were beginning to sound like moans.

“Stop that!”

Viktor grinned wildly. “Does it turn you on?”

Yuuri laughed some more, pushing him away and shaking his head. “You’re going to turn me into a perverted old man.”

“Weren’t you already like that?” Viktor said with a bite of his lip.

For a moment, Yuuri could only look at him. His flushed cheeks against that snow-white skin. The way his lips were pink and slightly swollen from their flurry of kisses, those shining blue eyes that seemed to look only at him, that pierced right through him, that begged oh-so-innocently only to have the tables turn halfway.

And that robe. The way it was sliding off his shoulders, showing parts of his chest but not quite enough— not nearly enough— to the point where it made Yuuri wonder just when he’d become such a hentai, or maybe it was just Viktor that made him this way—he didn’t know, didn’t really care— because when those eyes looked at him like that…

“Sensei?”

And Yuuri was brought back to the present, those sharp blue eyes curious and longing.

He smiled. Cupped the younger man’s cheeks and brought him into a soft kiss. “Tonight I’ll teach you endurance.”

Those bright eyes lit up all the more, practically sparkling in anticipation. “I can endure anything!”

Yuuri kissed flushed cheeks, before lying down in his futon. “Good. Because you’ll have to endure with this much until after tomorrow’s skate.”

“Ehh?? But Yuuri—”

“Tomorrow…” Yuuri gave an obnoxious yawn, before pulling the covers over himself and snuggling into sleep.

Viktor blinked, not fully believing Yuuri had actually fallen asleep just now, and yet completely believing it.

“Stupid old man.” He grumbled, sliding in next to him, and poking at Yuuri’s nose with childish contempt, puffing his own cheeks.

Tomorrow, he’d show Yuuri true eros.

And then there’d be no stopping them.

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Boyfriend! Taeyang (SF9)

Originally posted by igotshawolight

omg this is the 3rd bf au i’ve posted today

  • teaches you the choreo he’s coming up with
  • that way he can go to his members and be like
  • “see guys, even (y/n) can do this choreo so there’s no excuse why you can’t”
  • because taeyang keeps teaching you sf9′s choreo you end up being very good at dancing them
  • and you even point out their mistakes when they perform it
  • he also loves dancing with you
  • regardless of your skill
  • esp if you can’t dance very well like me he really appreciates it when you try to dance with him
  • has the biggest and brightest smile when he’s with you, talking about
  • hell even thinking about you
  • whenever you’re around or even mentioned
  • everyone around taeyang can just feel his love for you radiating off of him
  • ok mini story coming up because i can totally imagine him doing something like this
  • on your guy’s anniversary taeyang tells you to come to the practice room
  • the lights are dimmed upon your arrival
  • some slow jazz music starts playing as soon as you walk through the doorway
  • and then taeyang emerges from the darkness
  • coming in all suave and proudly wearing his signature smirk yOU KNOW WHICH ONE I’M TALKING ABOUT
  • anyway he comes in all smoothly and holds his hand you like “m’baby?”
  • when you take his hand, he snakes his free arm around your waist
  • and he just slow dances with you in the dark practice room
  • while you two are dancing he starts reminiscing about everything you two had been through
  • he continuously tells you that he loves you and the whole ordeal is super sweet and romantic 
  • guys im crying this is like my ult fantasy ok
  • so yeah he is the most romantic out of sf9
  • he’ll always be planning these cute events for you to show that he loves you
  • ok so for your guy’s couple item
  • y’all have these matching necklaces
  • his is a key
  • and yours is a heart
  • since y’know he is the key to your heart
  • “now i can show the world that i am truly the key to your heart (y/n)”
  • always claiming that he loves you most in the world
  • serenades you
  • whenever he serenades you it ends up making the song sound super sensual
  • completely useless when shopping 
  • because he genuinely believes everything you try on looks good on you
  • so at the end of your shopping trip you’re broke thanks tae
  • posts the prettiest pictures of you on social media
  • i see taeyang as pretty possessive at times
  • you can be out in public and if anyone so much as looks at you in a certain way he’s ready to fight 
  • if somebody talking to you is making you uncomfortable he’s the type to come up, put his arm around your waist and practically make out with you until the other person leaves
  • when y’all are cuddling he keeps putting his hands underneath your shirt because he claims to be cold
  • and somehow a lot of your cuddling sessions end up becoming make out sessions
  • all of his kisses are long and it always leaves you breathless and wanting more
  • every hug from taeyang comes with a kiss planted somewhere on your face
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VIXX-OTPS has reached its third year and has achieved 20,110+ followers! I hope you all enjoyed the 15-day countdown this year and thank you very much for these 3 years! ♥ I hope we would be able to celebrate again next year~

anonymous asked:

OMG I loved the model headcanons!! Can i have the same for Akaashi, Kageyama and whatever character you want ??

Akaashi Keiji

  • Wow, everyone is so stunned at how beautiful your boyfriend is. Why isn’t he a model yet????
  • Akaashi natural had the face of a model so it felt natural when he was in front of the camera posing. The photographer love him and the other models even more so. You kind of hated how they were making heart eyes at your lover.
  • He actually admits that he enjoyed doing this and wouldn’t mind tagging along agains when he had the chance. Also a side note, but Akaashi was the one who did your hair and makeup. He’s actually really good at it. 

Asahi Azumane

  • Everyone is so amazed with his hair during the photoshoot. It’s so long and silky, the hairstylist can’t help but run his fingers through it. Asks him what products he uses to which Asahi answers embarrassedly with coconut oil.
  • He’s a bit shy at the aspect of being in front of the camera, not used to being the focus of the photo. But when he’s with you everything feels natural.
  • After a few tries and getting into the feel of being in front of the camera, Asahi relaxes, easily changing poses and doing as the director asks. You’re amazed at how the photos turned out and even kept a few. You’ll have to show the team later.

Kageyama Tobio

  • Kageyama has that air about him that screams model whether he realizes it or not. It’s probably because of the high cheek bones or the resting bitch face. When you offered for him to join you in the photoshoot, he flat out refused at first until you started begging him. He ended up giving in soon after.
  • It was cute how he kept flinching away from the brushes the makeup artists used or how he’d complain when the hairstylist fixed his hair. This was never going to happen again. 
  • Even when he settled in front of the camera did he not smile. When the director asked him to, he kindly told him that it was;t necessary. Poor baby was trying his best, give him a break.
  • You had to admit that seeing him in a suit was a sight for the eyes, and you secretly asked the director for copies later. If he found out you kept them he;d kill you for sure.

if one member of NCT bothers u SO MUCH that u wanna say ugly and mean stuff about them,,did you know you can,,,UNSTAN omg if they make it that much of an inconvenience for u to enjoy the group or music just unstan like,, if you’re gonna sit there and make comments about one member and you literally cannot stop yourself from it why bother liking the group i dont understand why make it a bad time for other stans that like that member and the group. if it bothers you that you wanna insult their talents or question their abilities, yet you dont wanna take the time to learn about them, you just wanna sit behind a screen and say gross stuff about them instead then why stan i-

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Here’s the last of the Festive Emerald photos! ^_^

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Part One! || Part Two!

I had so much fun taking these! Hope you guys like these as much as I do! And enjoy the captions! <3 <3 <3

May your days be merry and bright! XOXO

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Obi-Wan: [text] OK, now you have to do one. 
Vader: fine lay it on me
Obi-Wan: FMK: Yoda, Mace, Sheev.
Vader: kriff
Vader: lol omg why obiwan really???
Obi-Wan: Hey, I answered your horrible question! I said I’d marry Tarkin!
Vader: yes but i was one of the choices !!! 
Obi-Wan: If I include myself in a FMK for you, you’ll just say me for all three. 
Vader: 😂 true
Vader: and id enjoy them all 
Obi-Wan: You are such a mess. 
Vader: and yet here u are kenobi 😙
Vader: ok kill sheev because he wont let me get a big screen holo for my vader pod and also then id be top sith
Obi-Wan: 🙄
Vader: marry yoda even though im still mad that he told me that death was a part of life maybe id kill him in his sleep or something idk hes usually pretty chill at least
Vader: fuck mace bc he was in the best shape of the three of them even tho he hated me 
Obi-Wan: He didn’t *hate* you!
Obi-Wan: Well OK he thought you were maybe going to turn to the Dark Side. 
Obi-Wan: And, as we know…
Vader: lol 😎

Instagram Headcannons Pt2

Ok guys I’m a mess and I like can’t stop thinking about what happens after the insta Jack posts in my last Instagram Headcannon so like have some more! (Also probably for @puckitall because she once again hasn’t told me to stop writing fic and start writing schoolwork. You’re a peach and I hope you enjoy part 2) Honestly like at some point someone needs to tell me to shut up and pretend I’m a senior in college, but until then? I’ll write.


Ok so after Jack and Bits get married Jack’s insta stays basically the same, it’s 50% Bitty and 50% everything else (but mostly hockey) that Jack feels like sharing with the world and it stays that way for a few years. It stays that way through his second cup win with the Falcs, through his trade to the Schooners (and his cup win there!), through his couple of years in Seattle and then through his trade to the Habs. 

He’s pretty active through these 6 or so years, Bitty comes with him as he’s able to cook from anywhere and his vlog on FoodNetwork isn’t really stuck on where he is, so they move around as Jack gets traded and they’re solid. There’s pictures of Washington State Ferries and the Pacific and Orcas that year Bitty took Jack whale watching for their anniversary, they’re pictures of WHL games that Jack likes to go to on weekends/week nights he’s not actually playing (he says it’s fun to watch kids with such a passion play, Bitty doesn’t question it and puts on the Silvertips or Thunderbirds or Chiefs or Americans or Winterhawks jersey as Jack sees fit, and Jack instagrams these pictures to the delight of his fans, and the WHL fans). They enjoy their time in Seattle (I JUST WANT AN NHL TEAM AND I WANT JACK TO BE ON IT) and then after 3 years in the PNW, he gets dealt to the Habs. 

During his time in Montreal his pictures get a lot more throwbackish, showing places he grew up as a kid, places he enjoys as an adult, pictures and videos of Bitty in their GIANT ASS kitchen speaking shoddy Quebecois at Jack, pictures of his parents etc etc. He enjoys Montreal too, he’s enjoyed everywhere he’s played actually. He’s not super picky, so he instagrams away. And life is okay. He’s coping well with his anxiety, he’s found ways to deal with the things that make him worry, and when push comes to shove he’s got his ray of sunshine at home to wrap him up and hold him until he can get out of his head. 

But guys we didn’t factor in the BITTLEMANN BABIES:

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Reminiscence - llamaprincess131 - Sweet/Vicious (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Sweet/Vicious (TV)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Ophelia Mayer/Jules Thomas
Characters: Ophelia Mayer, Jules Thomas
Additional Tags: Their teenagers, Jules does mixed martial arts, Tyler is a cover up boyfriend, Secret Relationship, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Mentions of Rape, Jules has problems, Implied Sexual Content, Flashbacks
Summary:

Jules and Ophelia take a trip to Paris, and reflect on their relationship.

Stupid- Miles Wood

Originally posted by adamhenriques

Ok did ANY of you see that fight last night? Omg it was so fantastic I love the Devils! Anyway got another request for the AMAZING Miles Wood! Enjoy guys!

Warning: None

Anon Request: I loved the Miles Wood imagine! Could you do another one with him where you two are dating and you get into an argument before he leaves for a week and you don’t talk while he’s away, and when he gets home from the trip he thinks you left him but you didn’t? Thanks!!

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              “I don’t get why you’re so upset with me, Miles! I’m the one that should be pissed with you!”

              “You have no right to be mad! She’s an ex!”

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Promptomg could you do a Seb imagine where they’re arguing and he’s really mad and almost yelling and the reader is just sitting quietly and he finally gets pissed off and asks why she’s not saying anything and she just goes “no, you go ahead, keep telling me how terrible I am” and his heart literalLY breaks and ends slightly smutty, thank u ♥

Word Count: 637

Warnings: Fighting

Author’s Note: This is short and not as much smut as I wanted, but I hope you enjoy it!

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