#interrupted

[kxsagi]

also can u done one where isagi n his gf r making out and are about to do more but somebody interrupts them , like his mom or bachira

“𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝”

a/n: bachira so would

(art credits go to yuzu_blue58)

you're pressed against the couch, isagi hovering over you, his breath warm against your lips. the weight of his body, the way his hands grip your waist – it sends a thrill down your spine. his kisses are desperate, like he’s been waiting for this moment forever, and honestly? same. 

your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging slightly, earning a quiet groan from him that makes heat coil in your stomach. his lips leave yours just to trail down your jaw, then your neck, and you swear, if he keeps going like this – 

BANG! 

the door swings open, slamming against the wall. 

"ISAGI! ARE YOU HO – oh." 

you freeze. isagi freezes. 

bachira, standing in the doorway, stares at you both with wide eyes before his lips stretch into a downright evil grin. 

"no way, was i about to witness a live-action romance scene?" he gasps, clutching his chest dramatically. "i should’ve brought popcorn!" 

isagi practically throws himself off you, sitting up so fast he nearly knocks his head on the couch. "bachira, what the hell, man?!" 

"me?!" bachira snickers.. "you were about to defile our couch!" 

"it’s my couch!" isagi argues, face darker than a red card. 

"uh-huh, but i live here too, remember? roommates have rights!" bachira crosses his arms, looking way too entertained. "for example, the right not to walk in on my best friend about to get freaky on the furniture!" 

you groan, covering your face while isagi looks like he’s about to combust. 

bachira grins. "don’t let me stop you guys! i can turn around and hum a tune if that helps –" 

"GET OUT!" isagi grabs a pillow and launches it at bachira’s face. 

bachira, laughing like a maniac, dodges easily. "i know you wanna be ~ in my B.E.D. ~" he sing-songs before dashing out the door, making sure to leave it wide open behind him. 

you sigh, sitting up. "... so much for the mood." 

isagi groans, flopping back onto the couch. "i hate him so much." 

"no, you don’t." 

"right now, i do." 

you chuckle, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "we’ll just have to make sure the door is locked next time." 

isagi sighs, pulling you back into his arms. "yeah. next time, no interruptions." 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[dream--mausoleum]

[putting-kinger-in-places]

PUT HIM IN A RANDOM MOVIE

Kinger, Interrupted

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles [2004]

[izzylimon]

Winona Ryder’s Closet Picks from the Criterion Collection

[darkacademicvibes]

She's A Drug

First request! Fem!potter!reader x Sirius black. They don't want their request in the post and that's fine! I hope they find this. :) (I'm sorry it sucks, I wrote this on a twenty minute bus ride, and no, I didn't proofread it :] )

CW: Swearing, almost smut but pretty much nothing, Remus cockblocking Sirius :)

James is gonna kill him, he always said his little sister was off limits. She's a whole year younger he'd said. She's my little sister, if you touch her, I'll kill you. That's what James had been saying since you started your sixth year at Hogwarts. For two years, James had been warning his friends off of you, but seeing you again, at a party on the other side of London, no less. He figured it was just someone that looked like you, because surely it wasn't Y/N Potter flirting with some asshole that was a student at the same time as him, and wearing the tightest dress in the room.

He knew it wasn't, he saw all the other girl wearing more revealing, curve-hugging dresses than the one you were wearing, but it was only your dress that made his breath hitch.

"Sirius, is that you?"

Fuck.

Of course you'd seen him. Just his damn luck. He can't talk to you, if he talks to you than he knows he'll be trying to get you into an empty room with him. He can't do that.

"Y/N? I thought I saw you, what are you doing here?"

So far, so good. Just keep not flirting.

You'd answered by now, and asked him a question in return, not that he'd heard it. He was too busy watching the way your lips changed shades of red in the party's pulsing lights.

You smile, and place a hand on his arm and he instinctively places his hand on the small of your back.

Don't touch her, you fucking dumbass.

He starts to move his hand away when you smile up at him and lean closer. "Bit loud, aye? come with me" you lead him upstairs, and he looks back at the party, trying to find a way out of this. Out of moving towards the rooms that would provide privacy, and more unpermitted pictures of you to fill his mind. He finds two.

"Then why'd you wear them?" She raises a brow. "I could ask you a question somewhat similar, Sirius" the way you say his name has his jaw clentching and his hands shoved deep into his pockets.

You close the door behind you and lean against it with a smile, removing your shoes. "Merlin, these heels are killing me" you laugh and the sound makes him want to move closer to you. He takes two steps back.

"Yeah?" He takes a step back for each step you take forwards. "Yeah, so.. Why have you been avoiding me since my seventh year? Because I see you constantly, and we used to talk, joke around. Now you barely say a word" your words are curious, and teasing. Almost like you already know, and it has his heart racing under his skin.

"Maybe I've been busy, love" lie. You laugh and shake your head. Humming softly in thought.

"Really? Cause Remus seemed to think otherwise" you move closer again, this time, he doesn't bother to step away.

Of course Remus told you, Remus could never keep his mouth shut around you, nobody could. It was like you had this way of prying the truth out of everyone you met. Sirius knows exactly what Remus told you, cause the only thing he'd told Remus was that he'd been aching to taste you for weeks since your graduation. That he'd pictured you in his mind doing everything from riding him, to just laying beside him and watching a fucking movie.

Remus wouldn't stop suggesting they watch a movie whenever you sat beside Sirius for two months. Fucking asshole.

"I know exactly what he's told you, that scheming twat" you knew Sirius didn't mean it, he was just frustrated, and maybe a little embarrassed.

"Hm, still like cherries, Sirius?" He nods, confused. Until you lean close enough for the smell of you lip gloss to reach him, and your breath was fanning over his lips like a ghost.

"I really shouldn't, Y/N. James-" you click your tongue. The quiet tsk making him freeze.

"M'not just James' little sister, Sirius. I'm my own person, with my own feelings. James be damned" he almost kissed you then, but he turned his head before his dick could do all his thinking for him.

This is on the verge of being dangerous.

"Damn it all to hell, can i?" He reaches up, barely looking, as his thumb runs across your chin, his nail just scraping the edge of your bottom lip.

His hands travel up your soft thighs and only stop when his finger tips are resting over the lace of your panties. Your fingers slide up to his hair and he almost doesn't recognize the taste on your lips.

You nod, and he leans down to kiss you so fast, to him it feels almost criminal. He saw you nod, you said yes. Even as cut off as it was, he had your permission to be kissing you like a man starved who just received his last meal, but fuck if he wasn't terrified James would find out.

But you're right, James be damned, he needs you.

Almost.

Cherries. Cherries and vodka, and he can't keep his lips off of yours long enough to hear the knocking on the door.

He barely mumbles the words into the harsh kiss as his fingers tease at the lace of your panties, but you nod and he starts pulling them down anyway.

Until the door opens.

"Sirius, we should be- are you fucking kidding me?"

Fuck.

"Shit- Remus!" Remus glares at the both of you, his eyes lingering on the way your dress is bunched up around your hips and your lip gloss on Sirius' lips instead of yours.

Your voice yanks him back into focus.

"Get your hand out of her underwear and let's go, Sirius. I'm going to kill you myself, and if James ever finds out, then I wasn't the one that found you, got it?" Remus seethes, Sirius quickly fixes your underwear and your dress and starts towards Remus, who is already walking away.

Sirius can't help himself, he turns and grabs your face gently, kissing you, hard, before backing away. "Next time, love" you nod, trying to fix your hair as he leaves.

Next time? Seriously? I'm going to die. Remus is going to kill me, and then James is going to bring me back and kill me again. I'm a fuckin idiot.

He gets into Remus' car silently and Remus clenches his jaw as he starts up the old mustang.

"Next time? Really?" Sirius groans, pressing his hands into his eyes and rubbing, seeing spots when he pulls back. "I know! I can't help it, she's like a drug!"

Remus laughs, pulling out of the driveway, "yeah well, you know how James feels about drugs, padfoot" Sirius nods, watching the party disappear from the rear view mirror silently.

I know exactly how James feels about drugs. He's going to kill me.

[bestoftweets]

[service4cops]

When you walk in on your buddy getting his dick sucked and he just calmly looks over and grins "your turn next".

Looks like he picked the right car to ride in tonight. Lucky guy.

[postcard-from-the-past]

"Interrupted bath", painting by Louis Ridel

French vintage postcard

[belsasim]

With all the preparations for the baby's arrival, they'd almost forget Kit's birthday. Almost.

Penny had bought a nice honey cake to celebrate and invited the Sigworths for a little get together. They had become their extended Strangerville family the past few months and were happy to celebrate with the young couple.

They even had a present for Kit: a brand spankin' new barbecue and excited like a little boy, Kit immediately started grilling some fruit for the party. Meanwhile, Penny and the Sigworths sat together, chatting a bit and watching some tv. Penny was quite tired, but tried to be a good hostess.

Christie (excited): "Do you know this show, Penny? Hey, are you tired? Is the baby tired too? Or are they kicking?" Jess: "Christie, easy there. If Penny's tired, all those questions can be too much." Penny (smiling): "It's ok. Yes, I'm tired, sweetie. The baby is moving a lot lately. It's a little weird." Jess (raising an eyebrow): "You're due soon, aren't you? The baby might be getting into position." Christie: "Ooooh, I want to see the baby! And then I can babysit!" Dylan (chuckling): "You're a little young, Little Bunny. You still need babysitting." Christie: "But I'm not a baby! And I can sit by myself!"

Everyone gave Christie a confused look, but before she could explain what she actually thought 'babysitting' was, Kit entered the living room with a plate of tasty grilled fruit. Everyone dug in, praising Kit's grilling skill.

Penny had to go to the bathroom for the 1000th time that day, but this time, right when she had finished, a searing pain in her belly kept her sitting on the toilet for a moment. Taking a deep breath and breathing out in little puffs, she know: she was going into labour.

[burntvienna]

no way this is an actual book

[spacevixenmusic]

Source: Girls Bravo [2004]

[christinered]

Man just walked through and ruined my sneaky release. I was 3 seconds away.

Anybody else know what that's like?

~Red

[godhasheardtruthfully]

Darkness Interrupt

Sam-Amina Bailey

Gouache & watercolor on paper. 9” x 12in. 1445.