Wolf of Ravenclaw

Ryan Croft x 18 x Wizard werewolfry sufferer [independent Harry Potter Next Gen OC.] Tracking: justonexbite

[goldencharmer-blog]

≈ ⁂ @justonexbite the husband always gets a thing ⁂ ≈

        Sitting on the comfortable yellow puff, he lowered his almost husband’s secret diary-journal. He assumed it was secret due to the protection spell placed on it, which he cracked easily. ❛ This description of what your heart does whenever you see me in the corridor is exquisite and poetic, but anatomically preposterous, if you don’t mind a little tip. ❜

[justonexbite]

     He’s not even remotely surprised to see the journal in Hugo’s hands. It had only been a matter of time, he knew that. But, hey, it wasn’t anything that should surprise the other. Still, he had to get revenge. Prowling closer, it only took a couple of moments to onside before he was directly dropping down on top of Hugo. “You’re lucky I love you. It’s not meant to be anatomically correct. It’s emotive writing.”

[malediclaste]

“Maybe I should,” Louis responded to Ryan’s question immediately, his blue eyes lost on the clear eyes of the werewolf. He witnessed the other closer and as soon as their noses were touching, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips with calm love, a soft flame of lust spreading over his body, blood already rushing down as the other came closer. He couldn’t help but to run his hands behind Ryan, firm fingers spreading with love. Soon he pulled from the touch and did as suggested, his grey shirt comming off over his shoulder to reveal a chiseled physique. He wasn’t big, but the definition of muscles was evident and a soft cover of velvet like hairs covered his chest and treasure trail.

[justonexbite]

Ryan doubted he’d ever fully get used to how....reverently Louis touched him. He was so used to his scars being the thing that turned people away, had them lose interest in him, it was so abnormal to have somebody who didn’t even flinch at grazing their fingers over the marks. He kissed with passion, with affection he was so oppose to expressing with most people. Louis one of the few to successfully break down his barriers like this. Drawing his head back after a moment, he couldn’t help but let out an appreciative sound the moment the other’s shirt was being removed, gaze taking in the familiar view he doubted he’d ever get tired of. His own physique was hardly something to shake a stick at, but with the fine hair on Louis chest....it just worked for him. “Still not sure how I got so lucky.”

[malediclaste]

Louis chuckled. He liked the teasing. He liked the way the other was reacting to his words and he enjoyed the game. It was, after all, his game. “And you think I don’t know how bad you want this too, RyRy,” said Louis, affection in his tone for the pet name. His hands traveled to Ryan’s waist, his fingers moving on the side while he let Ryan scratch his neck by pushing his head to the side.

[justonexbite]

He can’t help the grin the moment he heard the affectionate nickname coming from Louis, keeping his head tucked against his neck for a few moments longer. Just losing himself in the familiar scent as his own hands moved to start bringing up the fabric of Louis’s shirt. “You should lose this. Pretty sure skin on skin would feel better for you, right?” Still playing along with the birthday boy part of what they’d been talking about, even as he drew back from his neck long enough to press a soft kiss to his lips.

[malediclaste]

“What power? Papa’s always had you in his palm,” Louis chuckled lightly, confidence seeping off his body. He patted on his thighs and tossed his head back, leaving an empty space for the other closer. Louis knows of the other’s scars and he doesn’t mention because there really is nothing to comment. In Louis’ eyes, Ryan is as beautiful as he’s ever been. “Come on, I said on my lap. Let Papa love you like you deserve.”

[justonexbite]

“It’s cute that you think I would ever have made it that easy for you, mate.” There’s still obvious teasing in Ryan’s tone as he watched Louis for a few more moments, before humming and pushing himself in closer. Leaving no room between the two of them and nuzzling against the curve of his jaw. “This better for you?” Purposefully scratching at the sensitive skin of his lovers neck as he did s.

[malediclaste]

“You know very well what I want RyRy. Off you go with those pants and that shirt and on you go on Papa’s lap.”

[justonexbite]

“....The birthday power has definitely gone to your head.” His words are tinged with amusement, shaking his head slightly before complying with Louis’s request. Hands tugging his shirt off, doing his best to ignore that ever present spike of anxiety. Trousers soon following, leaving him in just a pair of light blue boxer briefs as he settled in to the other wizards lap, both arms resting on his shoulders. “Like this?”

[malediclaste]

“That may or may not be true. I’m gonna give you something though: the tolness works for you. Very much so.”

[justonexbite]

“Well I’m glad to hear that it all works in my favour with you. Now, what is it that the birthday boy happens to want from me? Because, y’know, I’m all yours, Louis.”

[phasesofthemoooon]

[scaamander-blog]

                     listening to the other intently, lysander tried to think of ways that he could be of some kind of comfort. so, doing what he thought would help, he slowly reached over and overlapped his pinkie finger with ryan’s, smile forming to a gentle expression. “i don’t hate you.”

[justonexbite]

     Ryan’s eyes briefly shifted to where the other had settled his pinkie, a flash of a smile curling across his own lips, before he was moving his hand. Slipping his finger’s between Lysanders and resting his shoulder against the other mans. “I’m glad.” Because an awful lot of the time, he hated himself, so ti was good knowing he had somebody that didn’t.

[poiseds-deactivated20160110]

a plot where the muses are best friends with obvious sexual tension but they’ve never done anything about it until one night they’re watching movies together like they always do and their hands accidentally touch and muse a just so happens to notice that it makes muse b blush and of course they start being cocky and teasing muse b endlessly like “really THAT’S enough to make you blush wow” and then it becomes a personal goal of muse a’s to see what else makes muse b blush and so muse a puts a hand on muse b’s leg like “does this make you blush” and muse b keeps ignoring them so it gradually gets worse and muse a starts kissing their neck and maybe even slips a hand between muse b’s thighs like “what about this” and it’s just ! lots of tension and teasing and :~)

[jenniferlawrencesnapped]

[scaamander-blog]

                    “i just don’t understand it. it’s like– over the summer a year or two ago, i was at my grandpa’s house and he was reading a muggle paper and it was talking about russia. people were being shoved into camps for who they were, and back in the rise of he-who-must-not-be-named, muggle-borns were being killed for who they were. i just– i really don’t understand it.”

[justonexbite]

     “That’s because your parents are people, Lysander. They...I don’t think they wanted you to see all the...” His breath slowly slid from his lips, adjusting how he was sat and looking away from the other. “People can be terrible. They can hate you for tings that are completely out of your control, they can be afraid of them, and they can just hate because they can. But people can be amazing as well. You sorta...learn to stick to the amazing ones when you’ve got yourself in the predicament I have.”

[carlmclaggen-deactivated2015110]

   “you wanna go, you lank bastard? i warned you!”

[justonexbite]

     “You really think you could take me, Carl? Really?”

[mattdaddyo-blog]

[stuck-stateside]

2 4 6 8 why do people think I'm straight

[quotecomedy]

How I talk: 25% swearing, 25% sarcasm, 50% a combination of both.

(via lastisle)

[scaamander-blog]

                         justonexbite liked for a starter.

                     “someone was saying something about lycanthropy and how disgusting it was in potions today, so i kindly let them know that calling someone disgusting for something they can’t help is just as bad as blood status discrimination. – are you okay?”

[justonexbite]

     “Thank you for that, Lysander. I mean , I doubt it’ll sink in any time soon for a lot of people, but...still nice to hear at least a couple of people aren’t believing that shit. And yeah, I’m fine, used to hearing it. Tired but, that’s the usual.”

[justonexbite]

“Lie back and let me take care of you.”

     There’s a gentle sound that escapes from Ryan’s lips at the other man’s words, eyes already shut and shifting how he was led. Close enough to nose at his cheek for a moment,before doing as James had requested and laying back. “Y’sure? I don’t mind.”