#Evinis

[tamayula-hl]

I drew these drawings for Lullaby for Cursed Seeds by @libellule-ao3 😌🙏 I'm madly in love with love stories where two people who are on bad terms gradually become friends and romance develops, and I'm so excited to imagine how the aristocratic, pompous and sarcastic Ominis in this fiction will change into a kind and calm gentleman as he discovers love with Evelyne. Can't wait for the rest of the story to be released 🥹✨

[libellule-ao3]

Chapter 4 : The Bloom & the Thorn

NSFW - 🔞 | ⚠️ Various physical, psychological & emotional abuse | Ominis Gaunt x OFC - #Evinis | Currently 30 700 words

Tags: angst & hurt/comfort, strangers to lovers, developing relationship, smut, dark themes, introspection, trauma, Dark Arts, violence, POV Alternating etc.

Summary:

Ominis Gaunt, the pure-blood wizard, struggles to thrive in the stifling shadow of his family manor. A prisoner of a heritage he rejects. Evelyne Lavandin, on the other hand, is a precocious Muggle-born witch who has been uprooted since people greedy for power and money tore her away from her family. Two characters and two solitudes separated by everything. And yet, who still believes that encounters are the fruit of chance?

Credit: The stunning cover of this story was created by the talented @/Tamayula-hl 🙏 🫶 [Link to her publication] I love it so much, I’d put it on every post about this fic just for the pleasure of seeing it on my blog!✨️💕

Snippet:

“You think your consent changes anything?” His voice trembles, rough and strangled. “You imagine agreeing to this will erase the rest? That your screams won’t carve into me?”

“We will use a silencing charm!”

The words tumble out, clumsy and desperate, like a blunt weapon trying to smash through his objections.

This time, he explodes. In a brutal motion, his forearm slams into the pillar beside her face, his body caging her in an oppressive space. The impact reverberates near her ears, and she gasps, her heart racing.

“For Merlin’s sake, Evelyne, stop!!!”

Ominis's erratic breath brushes against her face, and she inhales despite herself, his cologne subtle, yet deeply masculine. In the intermittent scarlet light of his wand, his face seems sculpted by raging despair, his features taut as if he is struggling to control it. His proximity has a suffocating, almost terrifying effect. Her back presses instinctively against the pillar, seeking a distance that no longer exists.

“I will never again inflict such pain on anyone. Never again! Do you understand?”

His voice quivers, teetering between rage and misery, almost breaking. Evelyne, stunned by his words and his posture, opens her mouth to reply, but nothing comes. She swallows hard.

“Y-yes, but... if our lives depended on it? You would do it, right?”

Ominis lowers his head slightly, angling toward her voice or breath, his blind gaze boring into hers. They’re so close that anyone watching might think they’re about to kiss. An absurd thought, given his tortured expression.

[llsusll]

...

Derin bir uykuya düşmeye çabalıyorum. Olmuyor…

Uzun sürüyor uykunun gelip,

Beni bana unutturması...

Tezer Özlü

[videli-jste-tento-film]

[uzaklarasavrulalim]

Allahım lütfen Zeynep ablalar evde olmasın

[bill-gates88]

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[arthez]

Babamı önce acile sonra otobüs terminaline bırakıp annemle 12de eve geldik. Mutfakta tost yaptık. Yerken annemin bir psikologtan erkekler hakkında dinlediği şeylerle ve gerçek hayatta ki karşımıza çıkan erkeklerle ilgili konuşuyorduk. O kadar komplikelerki cidden.... en sonund iğrenç varlıklar beyinleri bile yok diyerek çayımı alıp mutfağı terkettim.. anam şok

[defnekalbim96]

Bu gece bu haftanın sözel konularını bitirmeye calısıp teyzemlere gidicem pazara kadar ordayım eğer kalısa (KALMİCAK BİTİRİCEKAİN HEPSİNİ) pazar günü yaparım

[zulalimayn]

Sen yüz çevirecek olsan, ay kapkara olur gamdan.

Ayın da evini yıkmayı kastediyorsun etme! Bizim dudağımız kurur sen kuruyacak olsan.

Gözlerimizi öyle yaş dolu ediyorsun etme!

Mevlana Celaleddin Rumi .

[libellule-ao3]

Naturally, I couldn't resist responding to this art work by @tamayula-hl with a ficlet and a little Bonus. Thank you for stimulating my imagination.😉

It gave me the opportunity to experiment with writing from a first-person pov.

🔞 | NSFW | smut | Ominis POV | 830 words | Soft Possessiveness | sex under the coat | p in v

Pairing: Ominis Gaunt/Evelyne Lavandin

Apologies for any possible grammatical errors or awkward phrasing. I don’t always cross the language barrier without causing a bit of damage (ESL writer).

You’re sitting on top of me, naked under my coat. Every shiver and every heartbeat reaches me stronger, sharper. I can’t see you, but I have the privilege of feeling everything about you: your exquisite warmth that tightens when I fill you in the only way that delights you, your breath caressing my body, the subtle tension of your muscles under feverish skin. Your natural scent mixes with earthy notes of sap and freshly cut grass.

My thoughts race as you ride me, and my fingers tighten on your thighs.

For a moment, I give in to your movements, savoring the way you take control, only to feel the need to reclaim it. My hands, firm on your sides, slow you down. With a simple gesture, you obey. I guide you, relishing every undulation of your hips. Your breath becomes erratic, and I catch a moan that escapes your mouth in a rough, possessive kiss.

You seem smaller than usual in my coat, too large for you, more vulnerable.

It’s just a cloth, but you said you felt good in it. Safe. Almost claimed by me. Enveloped in a warmth that transcends mere material comfort, as if in a cocoon.

Your hands cling to my shoulders, seeking an anchor as you rock gently, savoring my presence.

You feel “mine” in my clothes... and I know you love belonging to me just as much as I love possessing you.

The slightest movement of your hips makes my breath catch. My fingers trace the roughness of the scar on your neck, the remnant of an unhappy childhood. It’s a cruel reminder of a past that resonates too strongly with my own for me not to know the horror of it, and yet, you still kiss me as if it no longer matters.

I slide a hand under the coat, caressing the curve of your lower back, savoring the warmth emanating from you, the subtle strength of your muscles tensing under my touch. You arch your body, and I can't stop playing with your breasts—you know how much I love your delicate flesh—modulating their subtle responses as I caress, pinch, or gently scratch them with my fingernails. Arrows of pleasure shoot through you. Your moans echo in my ears, soft and regular.

You could choose to leave. Decide that I don’t live up to your expectations. Or that my blindness and cursed name are insurmountable burdens. But at this moment, you ride me with confidence, dispelling my doubts, my fears. Your body, which so enthusiastically melds with mine, is obvious proof that you love me. Every kiss, every embrace, every thrust screams it to me.

I sit up, capturing your lips again, my hands slipping behind your neck to draw you even closer. Your chest presses against me, your breath mingling with mine as my fingers descend to the throbbing bud of desire you so adore offering to my mouth. My thumb expertly massages it, each caress edging you closer to the abyss. You tremble and flood more of my cock with your arousal, babbling praises as much as prayers.

I could tip you over the edge with a simple movement and bring you to orgasm in an instant, but I prefer to hold you back, to make you languish. You take me quickly, deeply, driven by the visceral need to achieve satisfaction, and I end up giving in to you.

I bring you to climax just before I give in to the ecstasy that overwhelms me.

As I release myself into you, a thought echoes in my mind: I want to come with you, again and again, until neither of us knows where I begin and you end.

Ominis Gaunt.

Little bonus because... Ominis is sooooo cute when he's embarrassed!!!🤭

Ominis walks slowly towards his office in the Department of Justice, his measured steps echoing on the cold marble of the corridors. Although his face is as calm as ever, a growing unease is felt in his trousers with every movement. His coat, the one he wore yesterday, is impregnated with a heady scent: an intoxicating mixture of Evelyne's perfume and his own, their sweat, their essences.

In short, Ominis Gaunt reeks of sex!

Snippets of last night come back to him with each breath, rekindling a burning desire that he tries to conceal by tightening the sides of his coat. But he still has the unpleasant sensation that his erection, very honourable in view of the compliments of his beloved, is becoming more obvious than a nose in the middle of a face. Every second spent at the Ministry in this coat becomes stifling, almost unbearable.

And he's just arrived!

No! He can't stay here and risk being caught in such an embarrassing situation. The anxiety in him intensifies. His face blazes up to the tips of his ears. He turns back, determination mingling with urgency, and rushes down the first chimney he finds, in a hurry to join Evelyne in her botanical garden. She's going to pay for the embarrassment she's causing him, and a sly smile forms on his lips at the thought, his mind already racing with the promise of punishment to come.

A/N: If you're interested in the story of Ominis & Evelyne, it's told in "Lullaby for Cursed Seeds" (wip). Please note that it includes various depictions of physical, psychological & emotional abuse and some dark themes.

(Evelyne belongs to @libellule-ao3) (I was scolded by Tumblr for the image being too sexually explicit, so I'm reposting it with a link to Poipiku 🥲)

After seeing the comment libellule gave me on my piece yesterday, I couldn't resist drawing this (thanks for the great idea!) The intimate moments enjoy with Ominis ordering to put on his coat naked must be amazing🥵💓

The full version is on Poipiku

[libellule-ao3]

Venom & Velvet | OS | 🔞

Ominis Gaunt/OFC | Ominis Gaunt/Evelyne Lavandin | Evinis | 7k words

⚠️ & Tags: 🔞 | NSFW | Established relationship| SMUT | self worth issues | light dom/sub | SNAKE | bites | overstimulation | multiples orgasms | erotic asphyxiation | Dominis

Summary: Evelyne has never celebrated her birthday. But Ominis, having uncovered this truth, decides to show her that she deserves to be celebrated. Between reproach, passion, and tenderness, he turns the day into an unforgettable memory.

OS written with the encouragement of @amberlide. Thanks to her💕

Extract: [...] he hisses in a biting tone that betrays all the annoyance and frustration he’s feeling.

It is then that the witch understands. Unintentionally, she has hurt Ominis deeply. And now there is only one way to comfort him and earn his forgiveness: to obey him, whatever he demands.

Damn, it’s hard!

Her heart is so restless she’d think it was trying to get out of its cage! Her entire self is yearning to flee, like the grass snake he has so often compared her to. To do that, all she had to do was release the word ‘withered’ that tickled the back of her throat.

But Evelyne chews her lip as she extends her quivering hand. Fear, mixed with a desperate desire to prove to him that no flaw weakens her confidence in him, makes her senses tingle... Every second stretches beyond the bearable.

The pads of her trembling fingers meet the animal’s cold, almost oily skin. A shiver runs through her. The snake darts its forked tongue across her palm before slowly coiling around her wrist.

Then under her sleeve! Merlin!

A visceral panic screams inside her. Her entire body burns with the urge to pull her hand away, to rid herself of that damned serpent, or to unleash her magic through every pore of her skin to force it away! But Ominis’ implacable grip on her hip anchors her to her courage... to her trust in him.

“Shhh...” he murmurs, his soothing hand encircling her and his body pressing against her buttocks.

His closeness carries the silent promise of protection and desire that always melts her. Of course, the fear persists, but an insidious warmth is awakening, disturbing her thoughts.

A part of her wants to rebel, while another, darker part, capitulates. Inevitably.

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[jaayus]

İnsan ara sıra evini yakmalı ve çıkıp seyretmeli

[cileklipalet]

"herkes bir gün kendi evini bulur."

[2-dsimp]

if it’s no trouble could we get another part to DILF/ nanny reader? Maybe like a willing reader? Bc I know of a hot dad wanted to date me who am I to say no? Lol great work!!!!

Cw: fem reader! jealousy, possessive/obsessive tendencies, Quio and Miki butting heads, the plot thickens

Synopsis no.2: 【featuring you being caught in the middle between your coworker and employer literally and figuratively. Miki obviously hates your employer and makes it well known meanwhile Quio does the same vice versa. The Dilf tried his best to put his and Peina’s plan of seducing you into action. But he’s constantly getting interrupted. And He’s honestly so close to snapping at this point.】

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“I wish you’d stop by here more often after all you’re already part of the family."

The Dilf sighs melodramatically, electing a small giggle from your lips. Seeing how he acted so distraught due to your absence. While he led you and your coworker to the living room, gesturing for you to take a seat on the couch.

“Oh that’s kind of you to say Mr. Evinis but I can’t possibly impose on you guys. Plus I’ve still gotta work my boring office job”

You replied with a mirthful tone at his sweet comment truly feeling as if you’ve made a second home within your employers household. You’ve already grown accustomed to his friendly work staff and of course his darling daughter who was l always clinging onto you like a baby kitten. And the fact that her father was so chivalrous and kind didn’t help your own little crush from forming on the single dad.

“Oh perish the thought sugarling~ we’re lucky enough to even be blessed by your radiant grace. In this boring household.”

Quio reassures with a charming smile, as he makes sure to fluff up some fancy decor pillows for his lovely lady. After placing the plush pillows down where you’d sit, He then put a hand on your shoulder giving a comforting squeeze.

“In fact me and the little squirt have always gotten excited at seeing you pull up and we’d be more than happy to keep you hostage here if possible”

The Dilf admits in a cheesy manner, which made you feel at ease. From how sweet his insistence at you dropping by often to hang out was. Being none the wiser to how he was being 100% serious. About the part where him and his daughter briefly molled over the idea of keeping their lovely nanny hostage at their mansion. Since they honestly couldn’t get enough of how addicting your sunshine liken presence.

Lit up every dark lonesome corner of the estate and they’d be damned if they every let you get a chance to escape from their sights. brandishes a pearly grin at the thought of being able to cater personally to his future missus.

“Also if your boring office job is what’s holding you back from spending quality time with us then I can think of a couple solutions to—“

“Um, let me stop you right there man. Whatever you’re pitching would be nice and all but I need my work wife.”

Once again you missed the small micro transgression within the Dilf’s facial features as his eye twitched at the irksome interruption done by that worthless dickbag.

“Aha work wife? With someone like you? I see you’re the type to joke around huh?”

He replied in an tone of condescension giving Miki a mean spirited smile. And an idle glance over full of scorn at the self assured confidence in this boy, who was proclaiming that his darling was his work wife.

“Well I am quite the jokester—wait what the hell do you mean by someone like me??”

You nearly busted out laughing at how Miki got a miffed expression on his face from the subtle dig done by the famous actor. You didn’t necessarily claim to be Miki’s work wife as nice as his company was. He was an utter shitty coworker to have when you’re trying to get shit done. Whenever you two were paired it’d be him cracking jokes while you were working like an effective machine.

“Well If anything they’re my work wife, no my wife, since yknow she’s looking after my kid like the little darling angel she is”

Quio nearly purred with a sharp edge to his voice as he blatantly rubbed it in Miki’s face the sheer difference. Between the two of them and how he was ultimately more important in your standings.

“Anit that right sweetness?”

The single dad hummed with a sickening sweet expression that resembled a hopeful doe eyed buck. His shouldering eyes never failed to make your heart do kick flips from how they always seemed to focus on purely you. Almost as if you were his world, his missing half. You got extremely flustered that you could barely even respond to his words. Until Miki let out a sneer and fixed his apparent love rival a shrewd scowl.

“Oh please as if! She’s your Nanny, not your substitute wife. Plus I already called dibs on her first, my guy.”

The sight of that damned flea mansplaining on the couch with the slinging over his arm right behind your head. Made Quio imagine ripping that same offending arm from our his socket and bitch slapping him with it.

“Dibs? Are you insinuating that she’s an object to be possessed by the likes of a peasant like you?”

He taunts snarkily, dropping his nice guy facade as makes his way to sit right in between you and Miki. Squeezing his bulky frame in the middle of the couch he gracefully crosses his legs as he swats off the offending arm behind your head and replaces it with his own.

“Tch! Now you know that’s not what I meant. It’s always you actors spinning fabricated lies. And the fuck did you just—“

“Miki don’t you think that it’s time for you to go soon? You’re gonna be late for work”

You interjected seeing how things were getting out of hand between the two offending men. Quio merely gave a smug smile as he saw Miki begrudgingly get up with an scowl on his face. You were right he had to go soon since he couldn’t be late for his promotion into higher management. He didn’t tell you that yet because he wanted to surprise you on the day you both worked the same shift.

“Ah fuck your right, thanks for the reminder what would I do without my precious work wife?”

Miki emphasized loudly, Shooting a glare towards the A-listed actor as he then gave you an abrupt hug goodbye whilst still glowering at the Dilf. The two seemed to be exchanging a clash of mixed silent threats behind your back.

Quio “gently” nudged Miki away from his darling with a hard shove with the pointy tip of his shoe upon his midriff. Making your coworker stumble back with a sharp exhaled grunt escaping his lips. Good, he hoped that fucker gets sore down there. The single dad was always about getting his get back by being petty whenever someone blatantly tried to piss him off.

“Alright that’s enough Casanova wouldn’t wanna keep your bosses waiting yeah?”

The Dilf chirped in a sweet noncommittal manner as he briefly pulled you into a side hug. As if to cleanse you from the poor touch Miki had given you. Miki had to bite back his tongue since he really couldn’t afford to waste time with the man’s shenanigans. And rolled his eyes he could only afford to shoot you a word of warning with concern shining in his eyes before he made his way outside of the million dollar manor.

“Be careful… You know how actors are, always so full of shit. Call me when you’re done I’ll come to pick you up okay?”

“Yeah yeah, don’t let the door hit cha on ya on the way out Miki”

Quio sassed as he couldn’t wait to have that cocky fucker out of sight and out of mind. There were so many times where the actor came close to acting out. One of his many aspiring roles which consisted of him being a deranged serial killer. It would’ve gave him peace of mind to choke out that lanky shithead and watch the life leave his eyes.

But he had better things to do at the moment rather than drone in about how he’d murder Miki in cold blood. Like wooing you over for instance which was unfortunately put on pause due to a pest intent on getting in the way between you and him. So he feels a sense of relief wash over him as Miki leaves, knowing that he can finally have you all to himself.

“It seems like you two get along well enough already”

You caught the Dilf off guard with your off handed comment as he gave you a raised brow and an apprehensive smile. He shook his head slightly and gave a dark chuckle at how naive you were to perceive their little spat to be that of a friendly origin. When they clearly wanted to go at each others necks.

“It would seem so… But hey I was wondering if you’d be interested in—“

His phone decided to go off in the most headache inducing way. He could hear the annoying ringtone which indicated that his manager was calling and he bit back a snarl from being interrupted once again. Collecting himself he excused himself from the couch not being fore taking your hand in his and giving it a small chaste kiss as he gave you an apologetic gaze.

“Sorry about this sugarling I’ve gotta take this call I’ll be right back”

With his servants taking leave at his behest today was the day he planned on tying the metaphorical knot with the cute Nanny that stole both his and his little girl’s heart. So his manager had better got a pretty damn good reason for bugging him on his day of vacation leave. Or else they’ll get added to the hitlist alongside that damned coworker of yours.

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I’m thinking of making this into a mini series, let me know if I should continue!o(≧v≦)o

[kaybediyom]

yirmili yaslarinda ilk evini almis ol