#shit ok

i’m in his favorite sundress, watching me get undressed.

In DH, by the final battle between Harry and Voldo, all the horcruxes had been destroyed, including the one inside Harry, so does that mean that anybody with incredibly quick reflexes could've aimed a well placed AK at Voldo and done him in?

yo yo yo its still spooky night here (although…this halloween was a total bust for me) so i thought i’d put together a lil thing for yall !

usnavi: he was a BIG halloween fan as a kid, ever since he was little (’87, halloween). an older usnavi usually goes as something with not a lot of work put into it, but is still a costume (a skeleton suit, vampire makeup, etc.). he focuses WAY more on the actual giving candy part of halloween.

sonny: okay so he is THAT halloween bitch. as a kid, he and his mom would have cute lil halloween costumes that correlated perfectly (thx mel!), and everyone loved them. as sonny grew older, they did less matching costumes and he did more of the scary theme than anything else. he’ll always stick to his scary theme, unless one year he decides to go as something funny.

vanessa: vanessa’s always been the girl who went as the badass girl characters in movies/tv shows. wonder woman? been there, done that! the bride from kill bill? check! black widow? yepperooni! she’s that gal!

nina: she went as hermione granger one year when she was 14/15. one of her favorite costumes she’s ever done. she also used to go as tv show characters that she liked a lot.

benny: it doesn’t seem like it, but benny gets into the halloween spirit. he LOVES joining sonny in dressing up as something scary. he’s a little goofy with his scary costumes (sometimes they’re not so scary) but you can never break the benny spirit.

daniela: daniela will go as whatever she thinks of the day before halloween. she never really cared about the holiday, just that she had to get candy and have dinner and dress up. she’ll still get into the spirit, but she won’t tolerate any of sonny’s “it’s october 1st! it’s halloween!” crap.

carla: a halloween costume LEGEND. carla goes all fucking out every year. she enjoys dressing up as funny things, scary things, nostalgic things, cute things, and one year, a sexy thing. that didn’t last long, she didn’t really like how degrading it was. nonetheless, nothing you could ever say could change her mind about halloween. it’s the best holiday!

he hadn’t quite understood how powerful his kisses were, at least, not until it got her to nearly writhe with pleasure. it was... fascinating. he made sure to have his tongue hit every area possible; every inch needed affection, of course! he continued to trail downward, all the way down to the most sensitive part of the neck, when his voice was gasped out.

her voice rings in his ears like a gunshot; the tone in her voice, the sound of need that was sprinkled with each letter. even though she simply said his name for maker’s sake, it was plenty for him to realize how things were going. that was, until, she pulled him off. he was still now, in front of her, staring into her eyes. she was beautiful, and wished she’d see it.

he was about to speak about the rejection, ask her if he was doing things correctly, up until their lips clashed together with the likewise force of the entire Inquisition. his hands travel to her hips and rest there, waiting for her next move to strike.

as their lips parted and foreheads meet, many thoughts flood the elf’s mind. what is going to happen next? is this something i wasn’t prepared for? how far do i want to take things? are we... a thing? what are people going to think? his breathing is deep, but not yet heavy. temples pounding with confusion, everything was being warped around him as he stood there. stood there with her.

as she awoke from her thoughts, he noticed the smile that came upon her lips, and didn’t hesitate to return it. even a smile like that was so attractive to him, he couldn’t understand why she couldn’t see the beauty in everything she did. he’s very fond of this woman, he’s very attached to this woman, and yet, here they are, in the midst of something that never even meant to happen.

as his hands leave her hips, he was quickly taken aback by the hand that reached forward and took ahold of his, and the direction of her body that led him inside the room before him. oh maker, oh andraste save me, was all he thought. but still, he didn’t say anything. he simply looked back at the balcony, then looked back to her, and acknowledged where things were going.