#I would add sebastian but i didn't lol.

[dropdeadgorgeos]

I did something....

I was just thinking about all these MC's meeting so why not there friends? Than I thought about these three meeting and thought for a straight moment that they would just stare at each other.

[we-do-be-writing]

Taking Care

Sebastian (SDV) x Reader

A/N: I recently got back into Stardew Valley with the 1.6 update and got this dialogue with Sebastian, which gave me many ideas lol. I may end up writing a part 2 to this or just edit this post to add more

Another A/N: Okay, I totally did edit this to add more, and I think I'm going to do it again at some point lol

Last A/N: I did do it again lol, but now I think I've used all my ideas for this story

"What?! Are you kidding me?" You whisper shout, trying to keep Robin from hearing you.

Who knows what she would do if she found out Sebastian went into the caves alone. To be fair, you were about to knock him upside the head when you saw the gash on his arm.

It was gross, to say the least. It traveled up his forearm, the edges where his skin was split looked wilted, and you were surprised you couldn't see bone with how deep it was. Again, it was pretty gnarly.

"Sebastian, that needs to be taken care of; if you get an infection, you could lose your arm."

"That's a bit overdramatic," Sebastian says, "besides, I can't go see Harvey, he'd tell my mom for sure."

"Fine, then I'm going to take care of it."

You don't wait for his protest, grabbing his other arm and leading him to the couch in his room. Luckily for him, you were just on your way to the mines, so you had first aid supplies on hand.

First, you doused the wound with a life elixir, which stung based on the hiss Sebastian let out. Though already his skin was starting to close back together, the wonders of the Valley magic.

"I can't believe you went in there-"

"Hey, I have every right to go in there, same as you." He snapped, cutting you off.

You looked up and saw the harsh glare he was throwing your way, which you were happy to return as you continued...

"Slow down, hot shot. If you'd let me finish, I was going to say, 'I can't believe you went in there without a weapon.'"

"Oh," He mumbles, his eyebrows softening and his lips frowning, "Sorry, I guess I just didn't want a lecture."

"Well, you deserve one," you remark, "but now isn't the time."

"I lost my mace, but I didn't think it would be a big deal to go into the higher levels."

You sigh while grabbing gauze and a bandage to wrap around his arm. Gently, you take his arm in your hands and begin covering the wound.

Sebastian can feel goosebumps rising as he feels your surprisingly soft hands take care of him. He doesn't want to admit it to you yet, but it feels nice to have you there with him, worried about his well-being.

You finish wrapping his arm and look up to see him already gazing down at you. He almost seems to be in a trance, and you can feel yourself following along. Who knows how long you two spend looking at each other, wondering what will come next.

Taking a chance, you cup his hand in yours, drawing circles with your thumb. Slowly, your other hand travels up towards his face. Sebastian lets out a shaky breath and closes his eyes, ready for anything.

However, before you can make contact, Robin calls for Sebastian from the stairs, breaking the moment. His eyes snap open and you both jolt away, trying to come back to the present moment.

Quickly, Sebastian pulls his sweatshirt sleeve over the bandaged wound and calls back to his mother, telling her he'll be right there. You both emerge from his room, much to Robin's surprise.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't realize you had company." She says, noticing the blush coating yours and Sebastian's face. You can tell she's trying to keep the teasing smile from showing, though she thankfully doesn't ask questions.

"It's alright, I was just leaving anyways." You say hastily, waving goodbye to them both before booking it out of the building.

Before the door closes, you can hear a faint mumble from Robin. Sebastian, in a much louder fashion, tells her to keep her voice down, and you swear you hear him say something akin to "not yet."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It's been 2 days since you last saw Sebastian, but now it's Friday, and you couldn't miss the weekly hangout with Sam and Abigail. Of course, it's not like you were avoiding Sebastian, but you also weren't sure how to act around him right now.

Usually, you would share everything with Abigail, but you had promised Sebastian that you wouldn't tell anyone that he got hurt. Unfortunately, Abigail isn't one to miss things going on with her best friend, so you had to admit to her that something had happened between you two.

This made tonight particularly anxiety-inducing as you didn't know what to expect when you walked into the saloon. You were the last to join, not unusual with your work on the farm.

The trio is in their usual spots, Seb and Sam playing pool with Abigail sitting on the couch. After saying hello to the others in the saloon, you join them.

Robin tries to slyly give you a thumbs up when you pass by. You and Demetrius furrow your brows in confusion, but you give her a smile and continue on.

"Hey, Y/n!" Abigail calls, waving you over to sit beside her on the couch.

Sebastian was just going to hit the cue ball when he heard your name, causing the pool stick to shake. The cue ball ricochets wildly across the table and Sam laughs at Sebastian's frown.

"Hmm, you seem a little distracted, Seb," Abigail says, "I think it's my turn."

You watch as she gets up and ushers Sebastian out of the way, wanting to pull her back to the seat. The boys share a look of confusion, but Seb moves over to the side with you.

While Sebastian's back is turned to her, Abigail tries to give you a discreet wink, to which you squint your eyes at her.

When he gets to the couches, Seb hesitates whether to join you or sit on the adjacent seat.

Before you can move, he shakes his head a little and plops down beside you, considerably closer than Abby was.

You try to mask the surprise and keep your body from going rigid. Why were you freaking out? He's one of your best friends; it's not like you haven't sat together before.

You pinch the inside of your hand to shake you from your thoughts. Looking over, you see Sebastian's eyes trained on the pool game.

Right as the cue ball cracks against an object ball, you lean closer to his ear and whisper, "How's your arm feeling?"

Seb lets out a shaky breath, something he's been doing a lot with you recently.

"It's good, there's just a scar left." He says, moving to face you and lifting his jacket sleeve just enough for you to see.

He's right, the wound has completely closed, and the scar is faded to a light pink. You feel relief flood your system, not realizing how worried you were about him.

"I'm glad." You say softly, going to touch the scar before pausing.

Glancing up, Sebastian gives you a tiny nod, and you watch the goosebumps rise on his arm as you make contact. You gently run your fingers along the mark, making him shiver.

"Does it hurt?" You whisper, lifting your gaze to meet his.

He shakes his head, "Just sensitive."

You cup his arm in your hands, a mimic of what happened 2 days ago in his room. This time, he flips his arm over, bringing his hand to yours, fingers dancing over your palm.

Now it's your turn to have your breath catch, but you don't break the eye contact. Just before Sebastian can lace his fingers through yours, Abigail cheers loudly, causing you two to break away.

Broken from your shared trance once again, you see Robin walk into the room. Sam and Abigail are looking at you both with a raised eyebrow as Sebastian talks to his mother.

"Seems like something that should happen in private," Abigail whispers to you, and you have to fight the blush clawing its way up your neck.

"Seems like something that's never going to happen." You respond. In your defense, it's difficult to think that the universe isn't stopping this for a reason.

Sam shakes his head vigorously, "It will, be patient."

You huff and roll your eyes playfully, kind of, but the conversation is halted when Sebastian returns to the group.

"Guess it's time to go home," Sam says, guiding Abigail to the door of the saloon.

You and Sebastian follow, but he grabs your arm to make you stop once you leave the building.

"Let me walk you home."

Your mouth drops open, but no words come out. He raises an eyebrow slightly, and you snap your mouth shut, giving him a tiny nod.

You both walk side by side until you leave the town center, cross through the area near the bus stop, and onto your farm. Stopping at the porch, Sebastian shuffles and scratches the back of his neck. Giving him a soft smile, you step closer and reach your hand from your side, ghosting your fingers over his.

Another shaky breath, and you make a mental note to ask Harvey to check into that at Sebastian's next check-up. You're brought back to the moment when his hand grabs yours and he pulls you closer.

Gently, his other arm wraps around your waist, and his hand rests on your back. You follow his lead, running your free hand up his chest to the back of his neck.

Feeling your breath hit his lips, Sebastian decides he's done with the waiting, the tension, and the interruptions. He leans down and gives you an intense kiss, if a little sloppy. You can't exactly complain; it's not like there are many people he would be kissing in Pelican Town.

You pull back a little, keeping your lips close to his. When you look, his eyes are still closed, almost as if he is searing this moment in his memory.

Closing your eyes, you do the same, hoping that you both will make many more memories. Who knows how much time passes before you step back. Sebastian's eyes blink open, and you share a smile as your eyes meet again.

"I don't think I ever said thank you for taking care of me."

"I'll always take care of you."

[scoonsalicious]

Unwanted: Chapter 15, Undermined - Pt. 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, Jade Carthage (she's a warning), delusions.

Word Count: 661

Previously On...: You confronted Sam to question him about Bucky's claim that he happens to get hard when he fights. Fortunately, it seems like he was telling you the truth... about that, at least.

A/N: Ah, tis my final day of Spring Break. Back to regular life tomorrow, and no further breaks until the end of the school year :( Well, we have Memorial Day and now Juneteenth, so that's something, but it's still gonna be a loooong 11 weeks :/ But I gladly welcome the better weather. Did anyone watch the eclipse? I'm in the path of totality, but I slept through it, I think lol. It was cloudy here, anyway, so I didn't even notice.

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917!

Thank you to all those who have been reading; if you like what you've read, likes, comments, and reblogs give me life, and I truly appreciate them, and you!

Taglist: (Sadly, tag list is closed; Tumblr will not let me add anyone new. If you want to be notified when I update, please Follow me for Notifications!) @jmeelee @cazellen @mrsbuckybarnes1917 @blackhawkfanatic @buckybarnessimpp @hayjat @capswife @itsteambarnes @marygoddessofmischief @sebastians-love @learisa @lethallyprotected @rabbitrabbit12321 @buckybarnesandmarvel @fanfictiongirl77 @calwitch @fantasyfootballchampion @selella @jackiehollanderr @wintercrows @sashaisready @missvelvetsstuff @angelbabyyy99 @keylimebeag @maybefoxysouls @vicmc624 @j23r23 @wintercrows @crist1216 @cjand10 @pattiemac1@les-sel @dottirose @winterslove1917 @harperkenobi @ivet4 @casey1-2007 @mrsevans90 @steeph-aniie @bean-bean2000 @beanbagbitch @peachiestevie @wintrsoldrluvr @shadowzena43

Tumblr will not let me directly tag the following: @marcswife21 @erelierraceala @jupiter-107 @doublejeon @hiqhkey @unaxv @brookeleclerc

True to his word (almost as though he were actually trying to make it a habit), Bucky kept his distance from Carthage. Several times, FRIDAY had alerted you that Bucky and Jade had crossed paths somewhere within the Tower, and you would review the footage with bated breath, always expecting to see the worst, as if they would strip off their clothes and start fucking in the common room. But you were relieved to see that he continued ignoring her, acting as though she truly did not exist, and it seemed to be driving her mad with vexation. 

She was so perturbed by it that she eventually came to you looking for a way to get to him.

“I need to talk to Jamie,” she said, interrupting you mid-conversation with one of the scientists in your lab. 

“Okay,” you said, dismissing the scientist. No reason multiple people should have to suffer through this. “Then talk to him. It’s a free country.”

“He isn’t speaking to me,” she pouted. “He’s acting like I don’t exist!”

“That sounds like a ‘you’ problem,” you told her, trying to keep the smile from your face. “I’m not sure what you want me to do about it. Or that I’d actually want to do anything about it, even if I could, if I’m being completely honest.”

“I just don’t know what I did wrong!” she whined. You sneered at that. How could she be so completely lacking in self-awareness? Especially to come to you, of all people, after the things she’d texted to Bucky, after trying to destroy your relationship.

“Would you like the list alphabetically, or in chronological order?” you asked. 

She rolled her eyes at you. “You know, you should have just stayed away from him. Everything would have gone according to plan if he wasn’t so fucking obsessed with you.”

“According to plan?” you asked her, eyebrows shooting to the top of your forehead. “What the fuck do you mean by that?”

Jade seemed to stumble for words. “I– he– you knew I liked him when I first interviewed. And just to get back at me because I was maybe a little bit rude to you, you went and stole him for yourself!”

You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. You wondered if you should ask Tony for a raise, because while you were paid extraordinarily well, you sure as shit weren’t paid enough to deal with this. “Listen, Carthage,” you began, “because I’m just going to tell you this once: My relationship with Bucky started long before either one of us ever even knew of your existence.” Technically not a lie, just a small fudge on the truth. Friendship was a type of relationship, after all. “And it’s going to keep going long after both of us have forgotten your name.”

“You don’t understand what you’re putting me through!” she cried, tears forming at the waterline of her eyes. 

You stared at her for a moment, unblinking. “What I’ve put you through?!” you asked her, clenching your fists to keep from punching her in that annoyingly pretty face– you knew that would lead to a fist fight you had no chance of winning. “You have been nothing but a thorn in my side since the moment you first walked into this Tower. Before you showed up, I was the happiest I’d ever been, but you had to come along and try to sink your claws into the man I love. You ruined my relationship; fuck, you ruined my life.”

You didn’t know what effect you expected your words to have on Jade, but you weren’t prepared for her insidious smile as you finished speaking. “Maybe you should be asking yourself, if Jamie loved you as much as you love him, why your relationship was so easy to ruin.”

With a flip of her hair over her shoulder, she was gone, leaving you alone, speechless and freshly betrayed all over again.

<- Previous Part / Next Part ->

[zetadraconis11]

Estelle Ilson Wizarding World Alphabet

~~~ Here I am again sharing more info about my MCs, starting with Estelle Ilson! I plan to do Cael's shortly after, but I love these templates to add more info. I hope this isn't too sudden or overwhelming, lol Credit to @dwellinginsilence for this blank template! 🪄Wizarding World Alphabet🪄

🐈Animagus: Estelle is a true Hufflepuff of hard-working and loyalty, and her animagus form perfectly reflects that with her being a Badger! She's fiercely defensive of her loved ones and friends, and she's a very determined and ambitious person. Just like a badger :]

😱Boggart: If it's her irrational fear, it would probably be an acromantula as she hates spiders. If it were a more mature fear, it would be herself with pain extracted like Isidora, but it makes her more apathetic and villainous.

🍎Class: Her favorite classes are Potions and Defence Against the Dark Arts. She loves Potions as it makes her think of baking, and she's been baking since she was 8 (that's a bit of a long story). DADA of course is also her favorite as she aspires to be an Auror to help bring justice to more dark wizards. Not to mention she loves to duel, especially with Sebastian, hehe.

💀Dark Magic: Estelle doesn't really like Dark Magic. She doesn't mind dangerous spells like Confringo and Bombarda, but she does not like the Unforgivables for sure. And after the events in 5th year, she is even more against it when she was hesitant at first.

🌀Expecto Patronum/Patronus: The first time she ever tried the Patronus Charm, it was during the sixth year. Her patronus is a grey wolf that represents a certain freckled Slytherin boy since I do headcanon Sebastian to be a (grey) wolf Animagus.

🧹Flying: Estelle likes flying, but she wasn't in the mood to try out for Quidditch. She does like watching her brother, friends, and her eventual boyfriend play Quidditch, though. She does have an affinity to riding a Thestrel, as she doesn't mind the "ominous" creatures.

🏏Game team: She is loyal to her friends, and also her House, so she just stays neutral and enjoys watching the games for fun.

🏠House: She's a Hufflepuff of course, but a part of her fun side personality is what made the Sorting Hat work with her for a little bit longer.

🔵Imperio: She doesn't care for Unforgivables, especially after seeing them at work. Not to mention, she hates manipulation, so this curse really rubs her the wrong way.

💼Job: She wants to be an Auror. Duelling is one of her best skills, and she wants to use it for a good reason. Not to mention, she wasn't too pleased with how Officer Singer handled things, lol, so she is determined to help change the justice system for the better.

💋Kiss: She never kissed anyone growing up. She didn't really have time, nor managed to have a fancy last long. Then she got to Hogwarts, and she kissed Sebastian's cheek when they departed at King's Cross after 5th year. Their first kiss later happens in the spring of 6th year when they finally confess to each other.

🧠Legilimancy: She learned Occlumency before being an Auror, not wanting any dark wizards looking into her head and see her thoughts and memories.

🐉Magical beasts: She loves thestrels and nifflers, but also the phoenix she and Cael found and rescued. She loves all of their magical creatures they rescued, actually, but she is most partial to Omen the Thestrel.

📝N. E. W. T./OWL: 5th year was insane for her and Cael, but she doesn't let that stop her from being a good student. She takes the OWLs, and she did the best in Potions and DADA with "Outstanding" with Divination being the worst with "Poor". Everything else ranges in "Exceeds Expectations" and "Acceptable".

🦉Owl: So, Estelle is fascinated by things that aren't the norm. Instead of an owl, she gets a bat, lol. She names him Dusk, and he's a fruit bat. Dusk is very chill, and she loves to have him perched like a falcon....If a falcon hung upside down, haha. She hugs him plenty, and he bleps like a cat.

🌱Plant: She doesn't mind magical plants, but she will always love lavender flowers. She's loved the smell of them ever since she was a child, and she loves adding lavender to her biscuits (cookies). It's her trademark baked good.

🏉Quidditch: She....missed try-outs in 6th year, and by the time 7th year try-outs happened, she didn't care to play. She much preferred just watching.

💭Remember: Her best memory was probably when she and Cael were taken in by Professor Fig. They were raised in an orphanage, and no one ever wanted to adopt the twins before, so Fig meant a lot to her, and Fig started to become a father to the two of them. Estelle often thinks back on the short time she got to know Fig and sadly smile at the fond memories.

🩸Status:blood: Muggle-born. Estelle's and Cael's parents were Muggle, but their father's brother was magic. And yes, the twins sadly have heard the "M" word in Hogwarts, but they didn't let it deter them.

🍬Treats/Honeyduke’s: Like I've said before, she loves to bake, and her favorite thing to make and eat is lavender biscuits. When she goes to Honeydukes, though, she likes the traditional chocolate frogs. She is very much a sweet tooth, and she loves butterbeer as well.

❌Ugly bad habits: She is very much a people pleaser. She can't say no when people ask for favors or want her to do something for them. This leads to her running all over the place in 5th year, do so much for everyone, even adults in Highlands or Hogsmeade. She sadly grew up and was molded to seek approval, especially approval from adults, so that's why she runs herself ragged to help.

🙊Veritaserum: Estelle does get worried about drinking something spiked with Veritaserum as she has so many secrets that she doesn't want to unwillingly spill. Like everything involving Sebastian, and all of the ancient magic she and Cael dealt with. She has considered brewing it, but she didn't see a need to make some during her Hogwarts years. Maybe when she becomes an Auror, though...

🪄Wand: Wood - Cherry; Core - Dragon Heartstring; Flexibility - Pliant; Style - Spiral; Length - 11 inches; Wand Handle - Imperial Brown and Gold

➕Xtra: She does have a three-clawed scar that goes from the top of her forehead on the left side and down to her cheek, over her eye. She and her brother were scarred by the same animal: a tiger at the zoo. One of the orphan kids they were supervising go too close, so Estelle and Cael rushed to the girl and pulled her away. But not before they got slashed by paw swipes of the large, dangerous cat. Their caretaker, Madam Lindsey, made things worse for them as she tutted at seeing their scars. She even said to their faces: "You both had such pretty faces. What a shame." So, Estelle is more self-conscious about her scar as she doesn't think any boy would find her pretty after being "marred". But Sebastian proves that wrong very quickly.

🤢Yuck: Estelle is prone to throw up when she's deeply frightened. So, dealing with too many spiders in Jackdaw's Tomb? She lost her lunch over the edge of the bridge while Cael patted her back. Same deal happened later when they were stuck in that dreadful haunted Hogsmeade shop.

😜Zonkos: Estelle is VERY playful. She never got to be mischievous growing up in the orphanage as she was forced to grow up quickly, but when she gets to Hogwarts, she wants to have so much fun when she can. She wouldn't ever be as trouble-making as the Sallow twins, but she does tease her brother a lot (especially when it's about his crush on a certain someone, lol). She is not one for impractical jokes, though, seeing that as too far. She also likes puns, so whenever Sebastian does a play on words, it always makes her laugh or giggle.

~~~

And there we have it! Some more information blurbs about Estelle! Like I said, I'll probably do Cael's shortly after. There might be some confusing parts of her lore like the orphanage deal, but I DO intend to go more in length about that side of things on a separate post. That is...if you guys don't mind me going on more and more about my MCs, lol. ^^'

Anyway, thanks for checking this out, and thank you again @dwellinginsilence for the template!

[graciegoeskrazy]

Last Resort

Sebastian Stan x Teen!reader

Warnings

HEAVY talks of Self-harm, mentions of mental hospitals/psych wards, reader has 2 moms (if that bothers you then just unfollow me), New York City lol, some language, not entirely proofread

Word Count

~2k

A/N

Can you tell I got really lazy at the end? Lol. Sorry for being mia again. Also send me all your fic recs. I’m a update the list soon. Semi proud of this one. Xoxo.

To put it lightly, it had been a rough couple of months, but the long awaited spring break had finally arrived. Your parents didn't tell you where you were going. You only assumed it was some nice dinner or lunch or a fun activity they had planned to kick off your week off. Going on weekend trips to the city wasn’t unusual. You lived not even an hour away, and your online schooling routine gave you and your family the flexibility needed to do fun things like this. This weekend, however, felt…different.

Before you and your parents left, you caught them putting one of your small duffel bags into the back of the car. You didn't think much about it. It wasn't until they pulled into an unfamiliar parking garage once you got into the city, that you started to ask questions.

“So, where exactly are we going?”

“It's a surprise.” Your mom said. A hint of mischief in her voice.

“I thought we were just gonna get something to eat?” You continued.

“We are technically. Well…you are.” Your other mom gave her a light smack on the arm as she drove through the building trying to find a parking spot.

“Don’t spoil it too much!”

They both stopped talking and sat in silence, placing mental bets on how much longer it would be until you started talking again. You shot another glance to the back of the car, then continued. “What’s with the duffel bag?”

Your moms exchanged gitty glances, having a silent conversation with their eyes, debating whether or not to explain more, or just let you see for yourself. They landed on the latter. You sat back abruptly in your seat, arms crossed, pondering what your mothers could possibly have in store.

The car finally pulled into a spot, and the car unclicked. As you got out and stretched your legs you caught a peak of your mom getting out the driver seat and heading to the back out the car. She pulled out the duffel bag and kept walking past you to the elevator. Your mothers paused, exchanged glances at each other's phones which seemed like some sort of text, then continued walking, signaling for you to follow them.

What in the world was happening?

…

The cool New York City air greeted you as you stepped foot on the pavement. Although it was spring and people were dressed like it was the hottest day of summer, there was still a chill in the air.

Your parents turned various corners and ended with you right behind. Ou asked a couple questions here and there, along with some not-so-educated guess…

“Is it…the zoo?”

“Is it a Broadway show?

“Are we seeing the Jonas Brothers in concert?!?!”

“Is it the Disney store? I think I deserve a shopping spree after all I've been through.”

You gave up eventually. With the unhidable smirks your parents kept giving as they walked in front of you, you could tell you were getting nowhere. One of your moms kept checking her phone every 2 seconds, so you felt as if you all were about to reach your destination. She grabbed your arms gently and led you forward so you were now walking in toe with them.

“You know we both love you more than anything in this world right?”

What the fuck is about to happen?!

You kept you cool and just nodded.

“And you know all we want to do is help. Right?”

Your first instinct was that they were about to send you to another mental hospital. You silently hoped and prayed that was not it. You already spent some time there and it was (simply yet accurately put) the deepest darkest hell you have ever experienced. It made some sense with the duffel bag, but still did not entirely add up. You just sent another nod her way.

She smiled and looked forward again. “We hope you have the best time. You will call us if you need anything at all. Understood?”

You quirked your head in confusion as all your steps slowed. “Okay. I need some serious context right now. What the hell do you mean?”

A new voice spoke up. “She means, you're coming with me.”

You whipped your head around and were relieved and equally confused to see a familiar face you adored so much.

“Sebastian!”

You and Sebastian had met when you were 7. You were working on a film together and since then have become inseparable, working on 2 other projects, seeing each other frequently, and practically trusting each other with your lives.

You both smiled as you hugged and greeted each other. “What the hell are you doing here?! What do you mean I'm coming with you?”

“One sec my love.” He said. He turned past you and greeted your parents. Your mom gave him the duffel bag while talking in hushed whispers. You couldn’t make out anything they were saying, but it didn't matter, you were too busy standing in shock from what was happening to try and figure out what was happening.

Your moms voice brought you back to the present. “We love you sweetie! We’ll see you later.”

Sebastian walked back towards you. “You ready?”

“Okay are you gonna be the one to tell me what’s happening?”

He sighed, “You need a break. So, I’m giving you one.”

Still vague.

“Okay? So where are we going?’

“First, grab a quick snack. Then, the park, and then after, my place.”

…

Your day was filled with scenic walks around NYC, delicious sweets provided by Sebastian, and it all led you to now. This duffel bag your parents brought was filled with some clothes and bathroom stuff for an overnight stay or 2. After getting showered in changed back at Sebastian’s apartment, you walked out of the bathroom to find Sebastian pumping up and air mattress for you to sleep on.

“You know I’ll just end up sleeping on the couch right?”

“Nope, I get the couch and you get the air mattress.”

“Hmm. In that case I’ll just take your bed.”

“Very funny. What happened to our movie night? I though you were gonna force me to watch the latest Spider-Man movie?”

“Yeah okay fine.”

You sat on the couch as Sebastian continued to set up the mattress, finishing it with pillows and blankets.

“Okay, I’m still confused. Why did my parents bribe you to hang out with me?”

He chuckled, “They didn’t bribe me, y/n. No one needs to bribe me to hang out with my favorite person.”

You smiled. “Okay, but why now? I still feel like I'm missing something.”

He put the air mattress pump down and sat across from you on the sofa.”

“Your parents and I are just worried, that’s all.”

You pondered his response for a moment. “Worried about what?”

He sighed, “About you.”

He knows

You let out a small fake chuckle. “Why on Earth would you need to-”

“Your parents told me what happened.”

All the color drained from your face. Sebastian must have noticed. He placed a comforting hand on your knee. He knew you kept a lot of things private. Although he knew of some things you were going though, now and in the past, he still knew you were a secretive person, you liked to handle things on your own. He knew it was hard for you to talk about things like this and also knew you definitely didn't want him to know about your most recent struggles, but your parents were desperate in getting you to open up, and Sebastian seemed like the safest bet.

“I- W-what are you-”

“Don't play dumb, y/n.”

The pain and worry seemed to turn to anger. You stood up and went to the kitchen to refill your drink. “I’m fine, Sebastian.”

“Trying to kill yourself doesn’t sound fine to me.”

“Shut up will you!”

“Tell me what happened.”

“I-“

“Go slow. Take your time. I’m here, and I’ve got all night.” He said that last part in an attempt to make you laugh, but it didn’t seem to work.

“A couple months ago…I don’t know, I was really tired. I was still in real school, the bullying was nonstop, everyone made fun of me for the stupidest things. I know I I better than what they said, or the stupid things they called me, but it still ge5s to you, you know? My grades were dropping as a result, I was being treated like shit at work with these terrible directors, and I just reached my breaking point.”

You looked at Sebastian, eyes asking for permission to go on. He nodded, pulling you in closer to him.

“I rarely told my parents about anything. They knew something was wrong, but they never would have suspected it got this bad. One night..I found a bottle of some old prescription pills that used to belong to my mom. I locked my self in the bathroom and just…”

The tears fell faster. You didn’t move. Sebastian just held you as you cried into him. His chin resting on your head. After a moment of catching your breath, you tried to continue.

“I spent a little more than a week in a mental hospital. It was like…pure hell. I never want to go back. And I know it all sounds dumb. I’m lucky, I went to a good school, I was working on a movie for christ's sake, I probably should’ve just sucked it up. I know it probably It sound like I’m a stupid spoiled brat-“

Sebastian grabbed your face genially in his hands “Hey! None of that. You do not need to apologize for what you did. You were struggling and weren’t in a good place. You do not have to apologize for that, you understand me?” You nodded. “All that matters now is that your here now, you're safe, you’re better, and you will get even better, okay? You’ve reached the bottom my love, but you made it out, and now there is nowhere to go but up.” You fell into him again. “And you’re not alone. You have your amazing moms, some of your friends, I beg there is people at work who care about you, and you have me, and you can’t get rid of me that easily, ok?”

“I just wish all of this was over. I wish I was fine, I wish I was normal. I hate feeling this way. This all just happened so fast. I miss myself, I miss being normal.”

“You will feel better again. And what even is normal? Normal is so boring. My love, you were never normal. You were this beautiful, intelligent, superstar young woman, leading a nowhere near normal life. The last thing I would want for you is for you to be normal.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“All you need to do now is focus on getting better, and know I will be there every single step of the way.”

[fandomfluffandfuck]

Personally, as a dom, I've never experienced what I would consider a full-blown drop. I've had some close calls, but my (unfortunately) extensive experience with depression and other mental health problems has enabled me to be on top of knowing the symptoms of drop. I recognize them, and I can usually take care of myself if I don't still have access to the partner that I had a scene with.

So, if you're looking for something where I incorporate lots and lots of own experience into a fictional scenario in the same way that I did with this post concerning what it feels like to get hard (which, if I'm assuming correctly, was something you would've been interested in based on your wording here, lol) that isn't what this is.

BUT

I certainly have ideas for Chris experiencing it, and I couldn't get them out of my head. Even if I'm not currently taking writing prompts

Chris doesn't even notice there's anything going on with him until Sebastian calls him. Okay, well, truthfully, he doesn't let himself notice that's there's anything going on until Seb goes full decective on him. Then, his boyfriend pulls the emotions up in a big tangled ball from deep in his chest, somewhere behind his lungs and heart, through his mouth. Bringing them to his attention, better than letting them fester, but still painful.

"Chris?" Sebastian speaks first, voice just a touch tinny over the phone.

"Hey, babe," Chris mumbles. He's tired. It's the middle of the day in Massachusetts. He's on vacation. He didn't stay up last night. He has no idea why he's tired or why his back hurts.

"Hi!" Seb shakes him from his thoughts.

"...did you call for somethin'?" Chris replies, licking his lips, when Sebastian says nothing else, "it's, what, 12 there? Shouldn't you be in bed? What time is call in the mornin'?"

"Don't worry about it," Sebastian tells him, his voice smooth and easy, "I called 'cause I miss you."

Chris wants to huff and roll his eyes, but it won't come out. Instead, he weakly offers, "it's been three days?" Has it been three? Already?

"What, I'm not allowed to miss you yet?" Sebastian teases lightly.

Chris shrugs, forgetting that Sebastian can't see him. Dodger plops his head into his lap with a doggy sigh. It feels like he misses Sebastian, too.

"Besides," Sebastian's voice is softer now, "you've barely texted."

A big, fat question mark hangs over his head suddenly, "huh?"

"You haven't texted me. I mean, you have. You text back, but I've been texting you first."

"Oh?" Chris hasn't really... is he doing that? He hasn't meant to!

"Mmm-hmm, I'm missing all my Dodger-and-boyfriend selfies. Usually, I get at least one every day. Or if it's not both of my boys, it's just Dodger, or a tree or flower or the sky or your breakfast or something."

"Oh," Chris feels bad. There's a knot in his chest, and it's tightening. Has he been ignoring him? He's been... what has he been doing? He's been scrolling. He kept sitting down to read and not being able to focus. So, he gets his phone out instead and... disappears into it until Dodger noses him for walks or dinner or it's time to sleep, and he lays down and thinks about Sebastian and gets stuck in anxiety spirals. Not because of Seb but. Adjacent?

"Then when you do text back, I dunno," Chris can practically hear him scratching his head, "you respond to what I'm saying, but it's not... not the same," Sebastian finishes lamely.

"I'm sorry, baby," Chris says with his whole chest. He is. There's guilt knawing at him now. He's been absent. He doesn't--didn't mean to.

"It's okay, I just want to know what's up. Are you okay?"

Chris swallows.

Is he okay?

He thought, he doesn't know, but he thought he was having a good old anxiety spiral, missing Sebastian after his recent departure, and that ache for his boyfriend had just dug up some older wounds about not being enough. And thinking about not being enough came with friends. Unwanted friends. Friends that add to not being enough by telling him, actually, he's kind of disgusting. How can he control Sebastian like he does? If he loves him, how can he do such things to him? He's too extreme, isn't he? He's too controlling, isn't he? Is he even a good man at all? Why is he like that? Why does he want the things he wants? He shouldn't want them. Does Sebastian like it? Does Sebastian even like being dominated? Is he just taking advantage?

"Chris, honey?" Sebastian's voice sounds like honey. Sweet and smooth.

"Yeah?" Chris rasps, voice hoarse despite how Seb has been doing the bulk of the talking.

"Are you okay?"

"I--" Chris has a false start. He doesn't know what to say, or how to end that thought.

Now he's thinking about the last time he saw Sebastian. Before he left for the airport. They couldn't help themselves, transitioning from innocent to R-rated goodbyes. However, Chris did put his foot down, gently, over one thing; they couldn't have too intense of a scene when they were already running the risk of making Seb miss his flight. Chris would feel awful if they didn't have enough time for at least a little aftercare. If he floated too high, scene-ing too hard, Chris didn't want him dropping on the plane ride. The moment they had was satisfying regardless, with Sebastian on his knees and--

Chris misses that.

He misses Sebastian.

He misses the clarity of being with Sebastian. Touching him. Feeling him. Breathing him in.

So. He's thinking of what happened right before he left. He's thinking about what it's like to share a scene with Sebastian, not a scene on a film set, (although any of those scenes are magic), too. Because it's Sebastian. He's a fucking world class actor and a world class submissive. Of course, acting opposite of him is incredible. Of course, dominating him is incredible. Clarity and peace and focus. His submissive. Collaring. Protecting. Caring. Providing. Strength for his submissive but weakness, too.

An insatiable urge for him.

Only him.

Sebastian.

He would do anything for his submissive.

His partner.

"I don't know," Chris finally murmurs his answer.

Sebastian hums, "alright."

"Alright?" Is... is he supposed to add something here? He doesn't know what to say.

"Yeah, that's okay. It's alright. However you are, whatever it is, I want to know about it. Even if you don't know, y'know?"

A lightning strike of feeling strikes through Chris' chest. Raw and breaking. He tries to swallow around the weight piling up at the back of his throat, but all he ends up doing is choking for a moment.

Palms clammy, eventually, Chris manages, "h-how's the set?" he's clinging to his boyfriend's voice.

Sebastian rattles off one detail in answer, then another and another and another when Chris just keeps asking questions. Questions that pour over his lips and don't always make a ton of sense. That doesn't even matter. Why is he asking that? Chris can feel his battery, his energy, depleting--draining down to nothing, and yet his mouth is running a mile a minute. His thoughts are dragging on, slogging awkward and slow through mud, but his questions only keep coming. Paradoxical.

How are you? Are you okay? You're not too cold, right? It's winter there, isn't it? Are you having a good time with the cast? Do you like them? They better like you, do they even realize how fucking great you are? Are you eating? Are you sleeping? Do you miss me? Do you miss fu--

Chris is in the middle of his spiral, wanting, desperately to know everything that's going on in Sebastian's head when, suddenly, Sebastian says his name. He doesn't yell. Just the opposite, he whispers it.

Chris hears it.

Chris hears, more than feels, his mouth snap shut.

"Chris, baby, if you want to fly out and come see me, you can just say it."

"No, I don't. I," his voice comes out small, nothing like the rambling, louder, and louder mess he was just making, "I, I..." There's a heavy rock in his throat that he has to swallow dry and scraping, then, "y-yeah. Can I? You're not too busy?"

"'M never too busy," he reassures him.

Chris makes an aching sort of sound. Wounded. He can't help it. He knows that, and he's stupid for thinking otherwise, but he just... hearing it is good. He wants to curl up in those words, he wants to curl himself into a ball and bundle up in Sebastian's side and have him stroke his back. He's so tired. He misses him so much.

It's only been a few days.

At the same time that he misses him so fucking bad and he wants to be embraced and held, he missing him so fucking bad and he wants to take care of him like he should. But also like he shouldn't. Sebastian is grown. He can care for himself, and he doesn't need Chris to impose, bleeding his controlling longing all over him. Chris has always needed to be needed.

"That sound good, baby?" Sebastian asks once they have the details in place, when and where.

Chris nods. He forgets, again, that his boyfriend can't see him. Running in ceaseless circles. But Sebastian, magic, understands nevertheless.

Then, Seb signs off, letting him go with reassuring reminders to sleep and eat and take care of himself. He'll text him later, once they've both gotten some sleep.

In a few days time, the only way Chris can drag himself out of bed--one limb at a time, peeling the sheets back, and struggling his way into sweats, dropping Dodger off at his Ma's house--and make it to the airport is by knowing that all that stands between him and Sebastian is a few hours. He just has to make it through the plane ride.

A plane ride that he mostly sleeps through, despite having just crashed all night.

When Chris finally, finally fucking lands, he's moping through baggage claim and the, just, whole fucking airport with his baseball cap tugged low and his sunglasses, the largest, darkest pair he owns, hoping no one recognizes him and deeply wishing that he insisted on having Sebastian meet him at the airport. The passing thought entered his head but he was thinking less about himself and more about public appearances then. He's thinking more of himself now. And he wants Seb. So badly. He misses the way he smells and how he laughs and his eyes and--

He could've gotten a later flight that would've worked. Right? So Sebastian would be done filming for the day and he could've been here. Now?

Chris is vibrating out of his skin, fingers curled into fists around his backpack's straps and suitcase's handle. He can't wait to be alone with his boyfriend. He's closer to him now yet he just misses him more.

However, maybe it's a good thing that Seb isn't there. Because. The moment he is there... the paparazzi would have a field day.

The moment Seb lets himself into the rented apartment he's staying at for filming, the door isn't even closed! Yet, Chris is already collapsing into him.

His hands immediately land on his hips but they quickly wrap around his waist--wrapping him tightly, securely up in his arms while he buries his face in his neck. He's warm and he smells like coffee and sweat and Sebastian. Chris knows because he's pressing his nose as hard into the junction between his neck and shoulder and breathing him in as he can. He needs him. He's probably stretching Seb's shirt with how hard he's grabbing him, but he can't find it in himself to care--he'll pay costuming whatever they ask himself. His eyeslashes sweep shut. He already feels better. More centered. Steady. Like he's standing on two feet again, finding purchase on a softly carpeted floor of a familiar, warm home.

"Seb," Chris whispers into his skin like it's a prayer. He doesn't realize he's crying until he feels the wetness from his own eyes on Sebastian's body. He clings harder.

Sebastian squeezes him back, whispering too, "hi, baby."

They stand, hugging--cuddling, really, in the entryway for enough time that Chris' silent tears turn into sniffles and dry eyes. The feeling of Sebastian's heat against him echoes through his bones. He relishes in it. He doesn't stop clinging, though. He can't. All he can do is hold him and breath. Hold him and breathe as Seb heards him over toward the living room, bringing him with him and settling their bodies together on the couch, legs and fingers tangled, Chris on top of him, blanketing him.

Their hearts were racing, exilerated by the chance to be close enough to touch once more--in the same timezone--but now they slow. Steady and deep, chest to chest. Pumping blood and love through their veins, dissolving into their muscles. Lying lump and heavy, slumped into each other.

Chris tries hard to breathe out every drop of tension in his body under the soothing swirls of Sebastian's palms over his shoulders and back. It isn't hard to relax like this, when he's here, but the last dregs of emotion are especially deep seated, heavy, and hard to drain away. He shivers.

"Cold?" Sebastian asks.

Chris shakes his head. No.

Never.

Seb knows exactly what he wants. Seb knows what he needs. Seb knows what he feels somehow, even though Chris feels like a walking, unidentified swirl of anxiety. Seb knows what he wants to hear. Chris doesn't have to say a damn thing, Seb is just in his head, answering every silent question--rattling on in a soothing tone, I missed you so much. I miss everything that we do. I miss kissing you. I miss touching you. I miss sleeping next to you. I miss the things you do to me. I miss the things you make me feel. I love you.

They fall asleep.

Then, when they're awake again, late into the evening, and they've peeled themselves apart just enough to stand hip to hip, waiting for water to boil, mugs poised to happily hold their tea and honey, steaming away--Sebastian is back in his head, wandering around his skull, sight-seeing.

"Hey," Seb finds something that takes his fancy--that ugly insecurity that he's not what Sebastian wants or that he takes too much, he controls too much. He sees and he tugs him close.

Chris smiles.

"Remember when we first got together--"

"Yeah?" He already feels lighter.

"We were just barely hooking up and I told you, you could go harder on me. Then, when you didn't get what I meant," his grin is sly, his sparkling eyes shifty, "I explained it to you, and you..." he chuckles conspiratorially, "didn't spank me that hard at all."

"Hey!" Chris laughs softly.

"And I had to talk you up to doing anything more than hitting me on the ass sometimes." Sebastian kisses him on the cheek, "now look at you! Now you regularly blow my mind with how kinky we get."

Chris opens his mouth to say something, he's already chuckling, but Seb is there--

"You give me more than I knew how to ask for. I like it. I love it. And I have more than a lifetime's worth of evidence that you do, too."

Chris sighs, swaying into him, "I love you."

"Love you, too."

"Thanks for getting me outta my head, Seb."

"Anytime."

[ae-neon]

Okay I'm a blabber, I cave, I wanna talk about the rewrite with y'all

Spoilers for the REWRITE, obv, but if you do read through, please let me know what you think (good or bad, I won't be hurt I promise)

*please note that fae are not immortal in the rewrite and each current HL is either the child or grandchild of the ruler who was alive during the War

*also, pre- Amarantha's rule, the Courts were ruled by Kings and Queens, during her rule they call themselves HLs but their heirs are still called Princes and Princesses

*if I use the word Aspect and you either can't remember or have never seen me explain the REWRITE lore, just know it's basically a magical saint kinda

I'll add the map at the end because I'm shy and because it's very chaotic - no one is surprised, just know that I can't draw lol

Seasonal Courts

Spring

Spring has two rivers that start on each end of the continent, Lixus and Neda, and they intercept and form an island. This site is holy to the Spring Court and it's where they hold Rites like Calanmai

Tamlin is the only son of Prince Lachlan and Lady Roisin.

(his brothers don't exist in this, sorry)

During the build up to the War, the elderly King Iain didn't want to pick a side but when Lachlan saw that Jurian was basically at their border, he challenged his father to an ancient Spring Rite in the form of a duel and won

Lachlan bargained with Amarantha because he believed her to be an Aspect, giving up a drop of his power, and relinquishing his title.

Tamlin did not share his father's beliefs.

Spring remains the only court in open rebellion.

Autumn

During the war Autumn was ruled by King Sebastian Vanserra

He died in battle defending the humans but Autumn suffered severe casualties, their armies were in disarray and the King's heir was just shy of adulthood

So an upstart lower noble and a brilliant tactician named Beron stepped in, rallied the armies to retreat, convinced Princess Delphine to bargain with Amarantha (certain they couldn't win against her) and became regent

Delphine would bear 5 sons though only 3 are still alive: Eris, Marcel and Lucien

She holds court for the nobility from Vancour, the Forest House, while Marcel oversees things like trade from the city of Ambreville.

Beron and Eris are both UtM

Summer

Summer and the UnderSea share the Isle of Adriata as a capital

During the war it was ruled by Queen Ceto who gave birth to the twins, Proteus and Nereus.

When Proteus realised and admitted he couldn't bow to Amarantha, even to save his people, he gave up his crown and became a commoner.

Prince Nereus fathered the twins, Cresseida and Varian but when he died, the power did not come to them

Instead it went to a young, half-merling man. The son of Proteus.

Winter

The young king of Winter went against his queen-mother's advice and bargained with Amarantha but while her son was away, Queen Aurora sunk the heart of the Court under the ice and turned the surface into a desolate tundra, leaving only the boarders habitable by anyone not born to Winter

The stubborn young king erected a city called Konigshaven and ruled from there

UtM, Winter is represented by the knight, Kallias who maintains that there is no way to force the hidden Court to the surface as no one is strong enough to challenge Queen Aurora

In reality, Aurora has been dead for decades and it is her granddaughter, High Lady Viviane who maintains the Frost

Kallias fought and won the honour to be her (secret) champion

*both Tarquin and Viviane have white hair because they are half merling but the trait is not universal in their courts

Lmao, sorry, I really can't draw so this is all I could do to visualise what I'm saying. This is half the map of Prythian on one A4 page

Ignore the mortal lands for now 💀

[ciciyup]

🏹 Hii, thank you for stopping by my blog, this is a safe space, feel comfortable here please. You can call me Cici, I'm new to all this so I hope you can be patient with me (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)

🏹 English is not my first language, I usually use Google Translate so I'm sorry for any grammar or other errors.

🏹 I don't have an exact day and time to update, I really do it when I have imagination and time. I can upload three stories at a time and then disappear for six months lol.

🏹 This post will be updated as I have more things to add.

🏹 I'll start by writing headcanons and drabbles since I'm pretty rusty. I will write longer stories from time to time if I have enough inspiration.

🏹 Here will be my rules and the fandoms I will write for, feel free to ask if you have any questions, I will answer them as soon as I can.

🏹 None of the images I use are my own, they are all from Pinterest. All rights go to their respective authors.

🏹 I do not use the reader's name nor do I mention it.

🏹 I don't support cheating, yandere, or anything that follows that line in real life. I can write it, but beyond that, I don't agree with it happening in reality.

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I write only for the fandoms that are here. If there is a character I didn't name, I may not write for this one.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I write only for the female reader or neutral reader.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I don't write character x oc or character x character.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I accept suggestions, maybe I could end up writing them if I like them but I don't guarantee anything.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I write anything except: self-harm, au's, polyamorous relationships (If necessary for the story I can give a brief description of the matter of these first three things, but I will not go into too much detail), zoofilia, anything involving urine, feces, foot fetish, drugs.

𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘

── .⭑.ᐟ Black Butler

── .⭑.ᐟ Record Of Ragnarok

── .⭑.ᐟ My Hero Academia

── .⭑.ᐟ Twilight

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕴 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗

✞ Black Butler:

Ciel Phantomhive (only platonically)

Vincent Phantomhive

Sebastian Michaelis

Undertaker

Snake

Finnian (only platonically)

Joker

Lau

Agni

Soma

Bravat

Diederich

Alois Trancy (only platonically)

Gregory Violet

Edgar Redmond

Edward Midford

Charles Grey

Drocell Keinz

❦ Record Of Ragnarok:

Loki

Adam

Shiva

Hades

Ares

Zerofuku (only platonically)

Poseidon

Hermes

Apollo

Beelzebub

Nikola Tesla

Eve

Goll (only platonically)

Thrud

✰ My Hero Academia:

Monoma Neito

Shinso Hitoshi

Yuga Aoyama

Izuku Midoriya

Shoto Todoroki

Cathleen Bate

Melissa Shield

Itsuka Kendo

☾ Twilight:

Demetri Volturi

Felix Volturi

Aro Volturi

Jane Volturi (only platonically)

Alec Volturi (only platonically)

Carlisle Cullen

Seth Clearwater

Embry Call

Paul Lahote

Jared Cameron

Lastly, please don't forget to be nice here. I would like us all to be able to interact with respect and kindness. Thanks for stopping by! I hope you have a nice day and stay healthy (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

─cici🏹

[vole-mon-amour]

chapter 67:

those looks and smiles at each other. :')

lmao. you tell them, Sebastian. a bit too late, but you just gotta tease your master, huh.

more reading under cut.

chapter 68:

this is so CUTE. it's like they're home but this is even cuter somehow. the devil has to be a nanny to all of those kids & and it's cute not because of the kids, but because of the way Seb is drawn? his expression and the pose are doing something to me.

these two, I swear.

chapter 69:

honestly, what's with this? like, in the anime it makes zero sense. doesn't make much more sense in the manga, either.

never thought i'd see Sebastian mad, annoyed, and tired because of some homework. dude, you're literally a demon. you were doing all of that at home with easy while also taking care of the staff. pull yourself together.

that little left remark is hilarious and should've been in the show.

Yeah... I would like to see his real teaching method, too. I can't unsee this in a sexual context. *Professor* Michaelis. The arched back, the position of the hand. The look from under his lashes. This moment in the anime should've been sluttier.

"if you order me" so basically Seb wants to be his lap kitty on a short leash.

Ciel is so smug & Seb just likes being ordered around and be his (and spend time with him).

"give me written proof" now THAT makes sense. did I miss this or they didn't add this to the anime?

chapter 70:

what I don't understand is what's the point of being someone's fag? like, you're a butler in school where you still need to do your homework, go to classes, all of that? couldn't be me.

this? is sexual(ized).

also, all those "pretty boys"? long(er) hair, feminine beauty. even the name, "Joanne". you're telling me that's a boy? there's a pattern, just like Ciel in a dress. Maurice, too. straight up a female.

this is a cute moment tbh.

this is so wholesome. a friend, almost. though yeah, in another situation i'd ship.

The Husbands (TM) are regretting every second of this, lol.

Soma literally said, "Hey! Get back here!" I feel bad for the elephant.

"you bastard, I shouldn't have called you" "pretending not to know them" lmaoooo. #married

chapter 71:

Soma, you're soooo sneaky. x) So adorable though.

"I'm free!" lmaooo

gotcha! asshole.

oh, Ciel. x) if he was sleeping, he could've went to bed at least.

I need this piece of shit to die immediately. where's Sebastian? jfc, that last one throws me back to when Ciel was raped.

ugly ass bitch. you deserve this.

Seb, you chose this. x)

[bookishjules]

I’m not super active on here but I need someone to rant to about tsc!! (you are the chosen one thank you)

I wanna know how Ash will feel about regular Jace. Uncertain? Sad? What??? Their relationship could be so interesting because Janus is pretty much Ash’s step in father at the moment. In the scenario where Janus is killed or gone and Ash is left without him, I wonder if Jace would even want a relationship at first. Because I feel like Jace would hate everything about Janus because Janus is everything that Jace didn’t want to become and maybe he’d want to distance himself from that at first? Overall, the parallels are so fun:

Janus with Ash

Jace with Kit

But anyway, I hope that Clary can fill that role of an older sister to Ash, kinda like how she is with Emma :)

absolutely honored to be chosen as the recipient of your truly inspired thoughts <3

idk that i'd given much thought before as to what that relationship between jace and ash might look like.. and like ofc they're going to have some sort of relationship given clary connecting them (bc while i fully agree about her filling a sort of older sister role, even if she doesn't, she's still one of his only two blood relatives outside of faerie) .. but like.. how weird for ash right? ?? just as weird as it is for the rest of our world to comprehend a jace that isn't jace. like imagine ash trying to interact with jace after janus (whatever that After ends up implying). it would be like the came back wrong thing. except that he didn't because this was always jace. it would be like if jules and emma had ended up bringing thule!livvy back to our world. except reverse ig? just.. unsettling at the least.

and you make such a good point about the jace that lives in ash's head.. the expectation he unconsciously would project onto our jace being the image of jace's least favorite parts of himself.. dude. i need so desperately to see how this plays out. i do feel like despite any uncertainty, there would be a certain amount of protectiveness, like there is with janus. like jace knows what it's like to have a morgenstern as a father. he knows what it's like to be under sebastian's thumb. and i think he'd do anything that he could to help ash move on from that past. which imo would probably include killing janus (not that that's the only reason he would have for doing that lol) bc janus is the jace that didn't escape sebastian's poisoning before his soul could be permanently tainted. like janus carries sebastian around inside of him in a way that jace would not only recognize but wish to replace bc that isn't the him he'd want to be leaving an impression on anyone. let alone clary's nephew.

but then of course there is the question of how that animosity would affect ash.. which probably would not be well. but while jace likes being liked, i think he would prioritize rectifying a situation he can't help but feel partly responsible for. and ash will come around hopefully.

as for the parallels.. it's really like there's some secret club of blond boys with terrible fathers and more than just nephilim blood lol (sebastian included ofc bc he's always gonna be part of this) but fr the split is sooo interesting. esp if kit and ash end up being on opposite sides at some point and if you add in ty and dru respectively. mirrors.

[jazlynriddle]

Welcome to your life - Pt 2:

Acting On Your Best Behaviour Ch 18:

Summary:

They'd seen it in their fellow orphans often enough to recognise the pattern and were now forced to admit, despite their hopes to the contrary, that Isidora had likely suffered similar side effects.

No… they'd always known she had. The Keeper had just wanted the power that Ranrok had, enough to convince themselves that they would be able to handle it better than that naive woman.

With the start of the Keeper’s sixth-year in Hogwarts, comes a whole slew of headache-inducing challenges from the most unexpected of places. Between insignificant pests throwing wrenches into their plans and tedious teenage drama, that the Keeper is entirely unprepared for, they wonder if they'll make it to their NEWTs without losing their sanity.

Or worse, Ominis or Sebastian.

Warnings: This chapter contains smut! And parseltongue x3

Warnings: Sebastian x MC x Ominis! Drug Addiction! Spoilers! Slow-burn corruption! Dark content! Fucked up 1800s orphanages! MC has no love for Anne or Solomon! Dubious happy ending (it's happy for MC, Seb and Ominis at least).

You can also read on AO3! (chapter specific warnings below)

Notes:

Warnings: SMUT! Yeah, that's literally it for this chapter xP Though I now need to add a parseltongue kink tag lol

Sebastian blinked drowsily, his blurry vision coming into focus gradually as he recognised the large smooth rock that he, and his lovers, had been lounging on in their undergarments. Conveniently situated in the middle of the plunge pool at the base of the waterfall, a comfortable distance away from the spray. Oh, I must have fallen asleep…

Yawning, he let his gaze wander about idly, enjoying the soothing rumble of the waterfall and running river, nuzzling his cheek comfortably against the Keeper's bare thighs. The comfortable spring breeze carried the lingering scent of their afternoon tea, and sandwiches, through the air as the sun's rays peeked through the cloudy sky in thin streams.

"Good morning." The Keeper murmured, running a hand over his hair, smoothing out the curls and trailing their fingers down the side of his jaw, making him shiver at the ticklish sensation.

"How long was I out?" Sebastian mumbled through another yawn, stretching lightly. Careful not to kick Ominis who was sitting beside him, his legs hanging off the side of the rock.

"About an hour." Ominis replied with a soft giggle, kicking his feet back and forth in the cool water as he smiled dreamily. "You were snoring rather happily."

"W- was I?" Sebastian laughed sheepishly with an apologetic smile. "Sorry 'bout that."

"It's alright, the waterfall drowned most of it out." The Keeper chuckled, continuing to caress his face and neck idly.

"Speak for yourself." Ominis flashed a wry smile as he ran long elegant fingers through his damp blond hair, tucking a few heavy wet strands behind his ear. "I heard it plain as day, though I will agree that I didn't quite mind either."

"...I see…" Sebastian mumbled, distracted by the Keeper's wandering fingers.

"Ah, Mira, Kira, be careful not to fall off the boulder, girls." Ominis hissed as he felt the twin snakes sunbathing on his lap begin to slither off and towards the end of the boulder that was partially submerged, drawing his wand from the holster around his thigh to keep an eye on them.

Sebastian shivered at the sound of Ominis' hisses, and while he didn't have the slightest clue what his lover might be saying, the low hisses, paired with the sensation of the Keeper's fingers, immediately had him stirred. Did it really sound that sensual or was that just in his head?

Feeling the Keeper’s fingers freeze against his jaw, Sebastian glanced up questioningly, before fighting back a laugh when he caught them staring at Ominis, their eyes dark with desire. Well, that answered his question.

"Hungry Speaker, we're hungry." Mira hissed, while her sister on the left flicked her tongue, taking a drink from the clear freshwater.

"Hm, I don't think we brought… Did we bring some food for the girls?" Ominis asked, unaware of the heated gaze on him as his hisses slipped back into English.

"They're hungry again?" Sebastian asked incredulously while the Keeper shook themselves from their reverie.

"Are you sure they're not just being greedy?" The Keeper chuckled. "Sebastian said they should only eat once a week."

"Hm, maybe they think they are hungry more often because they have two heads but one body?" Ominis suggested, feeling the girls wiggle over to curl around his fingers.

"I guess we should have some snacks for them and give them smaller meals, so that they don't over-eat." Sebastian sighed, sitting up and casting his gaze around.

"Hm, the fish and insects in this area might be a bit too big, perhaps there's some ants nearby." The Keeper slowly got to their feet.

"Insects… I suppose a cave would have a fair amount of small critters." Ominis sighed reluctantly, and the Keeper shot him a quizzical glance as he followed with a flick of his red tipped wand towards the waterfall. "There's a cave behind the waterfall, just… be careful in there, please."

"There's a cave behind the waterfall!?" Sebastian exclaimed excitedly, immediately jumping to his feet, slipping on the wet rock, and tumbling into the pool with a yelp.

Ominis sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose while the Keeper burst into laughter. After a few moments of floundering, Sebastian's head bobbed back up above the water's surface, his face red with embarrassment.

"Alright there, love?" The Keeper asked, their tone teasing as they crouched at the edge of the boulder.

"...yes, well. At least I am very much awake now." Clearing his throat, Sebastian flashed his most charming smile and jerked his head in the direction of the waterfall. "Shall we?"

With an answering grin, the Keeper dove into the water beside him as Ominis called after them. "Be careful!"

Staying deep enough to avoid getting pummeled, the Keeper followed Sebastian as he took a deep breath and swam under the cascade of the waterfall. Fortunately, this last waterfall drop was relatively short, and so the hail of water wasn't overly dangerous. Continuing to swim, they soon hit the opposing rock wall before finally ascending upwards towards the pocket behind the sheet of ever falling water.

Breaking the surface, Sebastian laughed breathlessly, clinging to the rocky ledge of the cave when the Keeper joined him. Raising his wand, he was about to light the tip with Lumos when the Keeper stopped him with a hand.

"Look." The Keeper murmured, gazing up in wonder. Sebastian raised his eyes to follow theirs and immediately found his breath escape him once more.

The ceiling of the cave was aglow, sprinkled and speckled with luminescence, like a starry night sky, in spite of the evening sun attempting to penetrate the sheet of falling water. Each bead of shimmering teal was barely visible, but together, the glowing clusters illuminated the relatively small cavern, reflecting off the water that coated the floor of the cave, like the aurora borealis.

"Merlin’s beard, it's a glow worm cave!" Sebastian gasped in awe, before sighing wistfully after a moment. "If only we could show Ominis."

The Keeper nodded in agreement, it was truly unfortunate that their partner couldn’t enjoy this sight with them. Still, there was little point bemoaning what 'could have been'.

"Agreed." The Keeper gave his shoulder a sympathetic squeeze before their lips curled into a sly smile. "But I'm sure there are other ways of making him see stars."

The Keeper pushed themselves up onto the outcropping ledge, while Sebastian struggled not to lose his grip on the rock in his laughter and drown, before they crouched to help him up as well.

Glancing around, the Keeper hummed thoughtfully, the cavern was rather shallow and small, with a copious amount of moss growing in large patches across the floor and walls. Being cautious to avoid stepping on any sharp rocks, or losing their footing on the wet stone, they moved towards a cluster of bright little specks trailing down the side of the wall while Sebastian examined a troop of glowing mushrooms nestled amongst the moss.

Reaching out carefully, the Keeper lightly scraped several small ant-sized baby glow worms into the palm of their hand, curling their fingers around them loosely. That'd do for now.

"Come on, I think these would make a good snack for the girls." The Keeper carefully made their way back to Sebastian's side as they spoke.

"Sure, I'm not certain what these are but they look mighty interesting." Sebastian shrugged, holding a handful of luminescent mushrooms as he rejoined them by the waterside. "We could probably do something in here in the future."

"Indeed, it seems to be a pretty convenient space." The Keeper nodded as they extracted a jar from the satchel, slung across their torso, for him to put the mushrooms inside.

"I still can't believe you put a waterproof charm on that thing just to carry it everywhere." Sebastian eyed the bag as he chuckled in amusement, returning the jar after he was done storing the stems.

"It holds too much of value for me to just leave it on the grass with our picnic spread." The Keeper shrugged nonchalantly as they tucked it into the satchel and closed it. "Besides, with all the protections on it, this bag could probably survive a dip in a volcano."

Without another word, they dove back under the waterfall, Sebastian following after them with a snicker. A few moments later, the two emerged on the other side of the waterfall with a gasp for air.

"We've got some snacks for Mira and Kira!" Sebastian called out as they swam over.

"What did the two of you find?" Ominis asked curiously, his expression relieved at his lovers' safe return.

"A glow worm rock shelter." The Keeper replied as they pulled themselves back up onto the boulder. "I got some baby glow worms for the girls."

"Glow worms? That sounds like a lovely snack." Ominis' eyebrows rose as he held a hand out, the snakes curled up in his palm. "Mira, Kira, feeding time."

"Food! Bright food!" Mira hissed eagerly, while Kira scrutinised the ant-sized glowing worms that the Keeper was holding up.

"Will we be shiny too if we eat them?" Kira asked, her tongue flicking between hisses.

"Of course!" Ominis beamed and the two snakes wiggled excitedly, opening their mouths while he turned towards Sebastian, at the sound of him settling down beside Ominis on the boulder. "Sebastian, you know a spell that can make the girls' scales glow, right?"

"Pardon?" Sebastian's expression was entirely bewildered, flinching when Ominis' expectant eyes narrowed, and he immediately began scrambling. "I- ah, hang on, let me think-"

"You have till they finish eating." Ominis promptly piled on the pressure while the Keeper snickered as they fed the snakes.

"You can't just-" Sebastian groaned, rubbing the side of his head as the snakes swallowed the small handful of worms. "Okay okay- I think this one will work."

"Good luck, Sebastian." The Keeper grinned, watching in amusement as he drew his own wand.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes in focus, knowing that if he messed up and hurt the girls instead, Ominis would most certainly tan his hide on the very rock that they were seated upon. With a careful wave of his wand over the snakes' back, Sebastian incanted a simple. "Nitor."

A few seconds later, the snakes began to glow with a faint blue sheen, just barely visible against the red hues of the setting sun and Sebastian slumped over in relief, breathing heavily as though he'd run a mile, while the snakes hissed excitedly.

"Glowing Speaker! We're glowing!" Mira exclaimed, and the snakes' tail thumped against the ground in exuberance, Kira watching the trailing fan of light it left in fascination. "Pretty!"

"Yes, I'm sure both of you look very beautiful." Ominis cooed gently.

"Speaker and his mates should try!" Mira hissed, nuzzling his fingers with her snout, and the movement made Kira hiss in protest as she was yanked to one side, disrupting her study of their own tail.

"It's quite alright, I don't think we would look nearly as lovely as the two of you." Ominis smiled softly, happy when he felt the snakes wiggle in pleasure at his words.

Sebastian side-eyed him warily as Ominis leaned over towards him, but relaxed when he simply gave Sebastian a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for humouring me. Teach me the spell later?"

"Of course." Sebastian grinned proudly, his cheeks flushing slightly as Ominis weaved their fingers together and the Keeper chuckled at how easily Ominis could play their partner, when they noticed a passing breeze making him shiver.

"It's getting chilly, we should probably head back." The Keeper suggested with a smile. "Don't think any of us want to catch a cold and waste the last four days of our holiday."

"I suppose so, let's pack up then." Sebastian nodded. "We can drop off the glowing mushrooms at the greenhouses."

"Glowing mushrooms?" Ominis echoed dubiously.

"Yeah, there were a bunch of them in the cavern." Sebastian shrugged. "I picked a few of them to examine back at Dìon."

Ominis frowned. "With your bare hands?"

"Ah." Sebastian and the Keeper looked at each other, and then down at his hands, while Ominis heaved a long-suffering sigh.

"Look, it's not that bad." Sebastian insisted placatingly as the Keeper helped Ominis dismount Sepulchria. "It was just a little shiny dust. I swear it's not itching or anything."

"You were lucky, Sebastian." Ominis shook his head, releasing the Keeper's hand when his feet were firmly on the ground and folded an arm, holding the twin snakes in the other. "You need to be more careful when touching unknown plants, who knows what could happen next time."

"We just happened to be relaxing in our knickers and it slipped my mind, it won't happen again." Sebastian’s reassurances didn’t seem to be convincing Ominis, and the Keeper opened their mouth to speak, when a pulse of magic rippling through the air made them stiffen.

Sebastian froze at the same time and both their attention immediately went towards the tent covering the underground entrance just a few meters away. The Keeper's eyes narrowed, and a moment later, Tynx popped into the space beside them.

"Master…" Tynx dipped his head in greeting and raised a hand, offering the Keeper their guest's wand.

"Ominis, go and wait for us in the greenhouses." The Keeper nodded at Tynx approvingly, for following their instructions in the event that a subject escaped, as they took the wand and stored it away in their satchel for safekeeping.

"...why?" Ominis asked hesitantly, clearly having picked up on the tense atmosphere.

"Something urgent has come up, but it's not something you'll want to know about." The Keeper explained as they returned Sepulchria to their Nab-sack. "So, it would be prudent if you would stay in the greenhouses until Sebastian and I have dealt with our business."

Sebastian patted his shoulder comfortingly. "Don't worry, it's nothing dangerous for us."

After a few seconds, Ominis' eyes widened in shocked understanding and his face paled, so soon!? He hovered uncertainly for a moment, tilting his head down towards the snakes curled around his fingers, before nodding stiffly and walking towards the greenhouses at a brisk pace without another word.

With that settled, the Keeper returned their attention to Tynx as Sebastian moved to stand beside them. "Alright, how did she escape her cell outside of a scheduled test?"

Tynx dipped his head. "It would seem that she picked the lock with a pair of chicken bones from her meals."

The Keeper's eyebrows rose, and Sebastian barked a laugh. "Chicken bones!? Got to give her credit, the woman's pretty good."

"Indeed, not bad for a woman who's lived alone out in the middle of nowhere for years. Or perhaps that’s why she has such impressive survivor skills and resilience." The Keeper flashed him a wry smile before humming. "We'll have to pay more scrutiny to the meals served to our guests in the future."

"Guess they won't be getting chicken in their meals anymore." Sebastian shook his head with a grin. "What a pity for everyone that comes after her."

"They can blame her for the dip in food quality." The Keeper snorted. "Then again most of our guests will be enjoying their stay for crimes worse than cheating me of money and living close by. Merely being used to test our defences is already a much more pleasant experience."

"That's it!?" Both Sebastian and the Keeper jumped at Ominis' furious voice behind them, spinning around to see him dispelling his disillusionment charm.

The Keeper raised an eyebrow. "Why are you eavesdropping? I thought you didn't want to know."

"That's because I trusted you when you said you wouldn't hurt anyone innocent!" Ominis spat angrily. "Yet now I find that you're torturing someone just for living near Dìon!?"

"The fact that you're eavesdropping means you didn't, in fact, trust me." The Keeper frowned, their lips pressing into a thin hard line. "And you seem to have missed my saying that she extorted money from me. A hundred galleons, mind you. Such an amount is reasonable pay for a booby trap tester."

"So, you would torture her just for money?" Ominis exclaimed, looking aghast.

"Of course not." Sebastian interjected this time. "She also lives close by and if someone were to try to find our home, they'd just need to ask her. From her greedy behaviour, we can't trust that she won't sell us out for money. We have to get rid of her."

"So, not only are you torturing her, but you’re also going to kill her just for being unfortunate enough to live in this region!?" Ominis' voice jumped an octave in distress, shaking his head. "I can't- I can't be a part of this."

With that, Ominis took off towards the gates and the Keeper grabbed his shoulder as he went past. "Ominis, wait, just listen-"

"Why should I listen to a liar!?" Ominis seethed bitterly, throwing their hand off and continuing on his path.

The Keeper ground their teeth in frustration. They needed to go after Ominis, he was just overreacting and they needed to calm him down, but they also needed to address the escaped woman problem. They ran a hand through their hair, vexed at being forced into making such a decision.

Recognising and understanding their dilemma, Sebastian placed a hand on their shoulder.

"Go after him, you're better at reasoning with Ominis." He flashed a cocky grin. "I can handle a wandless woman just fine on my own."

The Keeper huffed lightly in relief, giving him a grateful peck on the cheek. "Thanks."

They quickly made after Ominis while Sebastian, followed by Tynx, headed towards the tent in the opposite direction, giving one last concerned glance towards his lovers, before lifting the tent flap to enter.

"Ominis!" The Keeper called out, finally catching up to him near the gates. "You must understand-"

"You swore!" Ominis snapped as he spun around to face them halfway under the gates' arches.

The Keeper flinched, almost slamming into him from the suddenness of his halt, and they instinctively moved out of the way to avoid collusion, placing their back against the stone wall as Ominis turned towards them at the sound.

They reached a hand forward towards his shoulder with the intent of soothing his hurt, when he caught them by the wrist, jerked them closer and then slightly higher, in concert with his other fist wrapped in their robes. The Keeper grasped the arm holding them up by their clothing while their other arm was held upwards over his shoulder, preventing them from bracing against him to regain their balance.

"You swore, to me! That you wouldn't harm innocents!" Ominis hissed, the last word slipping into parseltongue in his anger.

The Keeper swallowed, practically startled out of their frustration, their breath catching at the familiar venom he'd directed at them when he'd caught them outside the Undercroft. Oh, but this was so much more biting. Certainly, the instinct to retaliate was there, yet the Keeper couldn't deny the equally strong thrill that pulsed through their veins at the intensity Ominis was exuding.

Reminded of the reason he'd caught their eye in the first place.

Setting aside the warm coil of arousal blooming in the midst of their frustration, with his insistence on framing this situation as an overt betrayal of his trust, the Keeper growled back. "Then what would you have me do now, my love?"

Ominis froze at the question, unable to find an answer, and seeing this, the Keeper ploughed on. "The woman is a security risk, you know this too, and while she may be innocent of any capital crime, she is no saint. You've not even met the woman, don't pretend that this is about her."

Ominis gritted his teeth and the Keeper bared theirs in turn, deciding not to hold back. "Choose. Turn a blind eye and trust my judgement, along with my definitions… or be aware and thus have the ability to influence the outcome."

"I promised I would try to avoid harming those I deem innocent." The Keeper's voice softened, and they released his forearm and cradled his face in their palm. "But even then, it is superseded by the vow I made that I will not lose either you or Sebastian. I will do whatever it takes to uphold that, to the cost of all else."

Ominis' eyes widened, he hadn't thought of it that way, that what they were doing was their way of protecting him and Sebastian. His anxious and agitated breaths against their cheek gradually slowed, before he lowered their arm, allowing it to rest upon his shoulder.

"I just-" Ominis' voice shook and his pale eyes moistened.

"I know, you're scared that you're wrong about us." The Keeper cooed softly, pressing their foreheads together. "But you're not, it's simply that we can't always do the 'right thing' by both the world and ourselves."

Ominis' jaw tightened, remembering how he'd convinced Anne not to turn Sebastian in, and a sob choked in his throat at the thought of what the 'right thing' to do would have been then. "I- I know."

Was he to choose between those he loved and the moral righteousness he believed in all over again? He didn't want to lose either of his lovers. Yet, the nauseating sound of screams echoed in his ears incessantly, that familiar cold guilt gnawing at his insides. "But this… this is the same as-"

"No. This is not the same as what your parents forced you to do." The Keeper tightened their grip on his tense shoulders firmly, pulling him from the prison of his mind. "This is merely a solution that we came to for our problems."

"If you cannot trust us in this yet, give us a chance to earn it then." The Keeper whispered, caressing his jaw gently, feeling him shiver slightly at the touch. "I'm not forcing you to join us or even to know the specifics of our actions, but you have to decide if you want to be aware of her fate at all."

He remained silent for several long moments, before taking a deep breath and releasing it, warming the narrow space between them.

"I- …I'll think about it." Ominis murmured reluctantly, his eyes closing and his grip on their wrist moving to cling to their robes, silently pleading for comfort and distraction.

The Keeper gave an approving hum as they leaned forward to capture his lips, rewarding his compliance and dragging their tongue over his lower lip, delighting in the shudder that rippled through his frame.

They felt Ominis' breath tremble and his lips parted, pressing them against the stone behind them and deepening the kiss, cradling their jaw in his cold hands. The Keeper sighed in satisfaction, running their hands down his chest and revelling in the surge of desperation in his embrace, his tongue pressing against theirs hungrily.

The Keeper was more than happy to remind Ominis of what they had, of how much easier it would be to just trust them without thought. To help him come to terms with the circumstances they'd found themselves in, let him drown himself in them and cast aside his doubts.

Slipping their hand under his tunic, they felt his abdominal muscles spasm and a soft gasp against their lips at the cool touch. Pushing past the loose waistband around his hips, the Keeper ran their fingers along his hardened length, swallowing his moan, feeling his hips press against them eagerly and enjoying the way his breath shook at the feel of their skin against his own.

Their strokes were slow and languid, drawing out his pleasure and urging him to let go of his restraint. The Keeper shivered at Ominis' frustrated growl at their teasing.

They couldn't help the wide smirk that spread across their lips when Ominis' fingers tightened on their chin, holding them in place for him to devour, his already thin patience pushed to the limit and their head swam in the face of his uncharacteristic inhibition.

The Keeper struggled to hold themselves in focus as his lips trailed down their jaw to their neck, taking out his impatience on their skin. While with his other hand, he gripped their wrist, holding them against himself more firmly and they huffed a light shaky laugh, finally giving into his demands.

Rubbing their hand over his length more strongly, the Keeper felt their own arousal spike at the low hisses that escaped his lips as his hips rocked against their palm, his half-lidded eyes glazed over with mindless desire. They wondered if Ominis had even realised that he'd slipped into parseltongue again, they rather liked the idea that he hadn't.

Ominis' heavy breaths warmed their throat as he rutted against them, worshipping their neck with his mouth as he sought his own pleasure. Pouring his frustration, uncertainty, and distress onto their body, drowning out the voice that urged him to recoil from them. To flee while he still could.

The Keeper revelled in their victory as they felt the fight bleed from his body, lost in his haze of lust, and enjoying the way he also lost the ability to hold them, reduced to bracing his hands against the stone as he succumbed to his needs. Eagerly committing to memory every tremor in Ominis' shaky breaths and the force with which he was pinning them to the wall, his frame all but enveloping them like a heated blanket as though to cage them in.

Which of them was more desperate to hold on to the other, the Keeper wondered, as he clung to them with such fervour. They could practically feel that hot and delicious ecstasy building in Ominis with every thrust into their unyielding grip, yes, they too would never let him go.

Until a low groan ripped itself from his throat and a sticky heat coated their palm.

Ominis gasped, his hips grinding against them for a moment more, before his frame sagged tiredly against theirs, trembling ever so slightly as he panted into their shoulder, nuzzling against their collar drowsily.

Several beads of sweat had gathered along the side of his face and the Keeper gently collected them with their lips and tongue, before coaxing him back up to capture his mouth as they removed their hand from his undergarments.

They took their time, savouring the heat of his exertion and stealing his breath as he gradually came down from his high.

"Come love, let's head inside." The Keeper murmured against his lips before pulling away, taking his hand in theirs and guiding him past the gate and towards the tent.

Ominis followed docilely, the Keeper wiping their other soiled hand on some tall grass along the way.

The two descended the stairs into the underground and the Keeper quickly spotted Sebastian speaking with Tynx at the bottom of the stairs.

Noticing his partners enter, Sebastian dismissed Tynx and turned to face them with a concerned expression. "Feeling better, Omi?"

The Keeper could tell from his discerning glance, that Sebastian had guessed what had happened. No doubt Ominis' rumpled clothing and their marked-up neck had given it away, but while Sebastian looked slightly uncertain, he didn't seem particularly upset at the Keeper’s method of consoling Ominis.

"I still don't think she should die." Ominis grimaced, his voice still slightly husky from their activities.

"I don't have any particular preference honestly, if you can come up with a method of resolving this threat to our security that doesn't involve her death, I don't think either of us would mind." Sebastian shrugged, glancing at the Keeper for support.

The Keeper nodded as they drew their wand. "Likewise. I would be content with robbing her of ninety galleons worth of possessions and resolving this security threat. Scourgify."

"Ninety? I thought she demanded a hundred?" Sebastian asked with a bewildered expression.

The Keeper shrugged, tucking their wand away again. "She did give me information that had value, there's barely anything else on the history of Dìon. I just don't believe that it was worth more than ten galleons, thus I'd like the balance repaid."

Sebastian burst into laughter at how specific they were, and Ominis couldn't help the wry smile that fought to emerge upon his face. It was certainly reassuring that his lovers didn't desire to harm for harm's sake, like his family did, but simply wished to pragmatically defend their happiness.

Albeit a little more petty in nature than Ominis would prefer, but well, he did like their clearly defined moral code for its consistency, as well as their empathy towards him and Sebastian. He supposed some pettiness came part and parcel with the territory.

"Fair enough." Ominis tilted his head to the side, pondering this conundrum, when a thought occurred to him. "What if we were to wipe her memory of the conversation entirely?"

"A Memory charm?" Sebastian raised his eyebrows. "That could work, I do know how to cast the Obliviate charm, theoretically at least. Found it in a book in the Restricted Section."

"That's convenient, sure, we can wipe the last year and dump her outside her hut." The Keeper nodded, feeling a little disappointed that they couldn't experiment on her, but it was worth keeping Ominis happy. "After taking anything of value as compensation for my galleons, it'll give her the illusion that she got robbed, hit on the head and lost some time."

"I think her suffering under your… care should be more than enough repayment." Ominis narrowed his eyes, still not entirely appeased, it seemed.

"Is it really suffering if we heal her back to full health and wipe her memory? There will be no lasting impact on her that way, her experience here might as well have never happened." The Keeper reasoned with a wry smile. "The only one such a gesture would actually benefit is you."

Ominis flinched and turned away with a grimace.

"Besides, if she still has her home, she might simply continue living on the edge of our property, she'd still be a security threat if she remains close by." The Keeper shrugged. "Last thing we need is for her to spot an escapee before we apprehend them."

"If anyone can even get that far." Sebastian grinned rather smugly.

"Don't get overconfident, she did manage to get out of her cell." The Keeper chastised him, though their fond tone probably wasn't helping their own point, they just couldn't quite suppress it.

Ominis sighed but tipped his head concedingly, he supposed it was good enough that they'd agreed to his suggestion, he would see if he could help the woman somehow afterwards. He paused and frowned, speaking of which, there had been no mention of…

"What's her name?" Ominis asked.

Several long moments of silence passed, before he sighed again.

Notes:

You can also view the artwork in HD for free on my Patreon page! Hope ya'll like the comic strip! I wanted to put this exchange in the chapter, but I just couldn’t fit it into the flow x') and I had a really clear image of it in my head so I decided to just draw it instead! I don’t usually draw Chibi style so it was tricky getting the expressions right, but hopefully it came out well ^_^ I also intend to revisit how Ominis was thinking and feeling, during the argument/smut scene, next chapter. Kinda give everyone a clearer idea of what was going on in his head and how he’s internalised it, since most of that scene was from the Keeper’s perspective. I rewrote that scene so many times- And I think it's more likely for Ominis to slip into parseltongue when he's worked up since he's using it more often now that he's got Mira and Kira to chat with. We know that Harry can't tell when he slips into parseltongue before he found out that talking to snakes isn't normal, so I feel like it would be reasonable to slip up there. (I'm just making shameless excuses to put some hot hissing in there because I think it's hot. >///<) Interestingly enough, when my boyfriend/beta read through the chapter, he commented that the ending of the waterfall scene parallels the ending of the chapter with almost the same dynamic between the three of them despite the vastly different circumstances, and I thought that was pretty cool since I didn’t do that on purpose, these kids do whatever they want while living rent free in my head and I just write down what I see as clearly as I can xP

[daisyishedwig]

Fic writers tag

I was tagged by @kurtsascot, thank you for the tag!

And I'm tagging @calsvoid and @lusthurts and anyone else who wants to participate.

1. how many works do you have an ao3?

I have 37 on AO3 and 80 on FF.net, and most things from my AO3 are on FF excluding like 3 fics. I'm including my FF account because that's where I started posting many many years ago and continued to update until a couple yers ago when I transferred to just posting on AO3. There is a lot of fics on my FF that I haven't crossposted to AO3 yet, and some I probably never will.

2. whats your ao3 word count?

AO3 is 217,634 and FF.net is 287,357

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Nowadays, just Glee, though I do have some WIPs for Stranger Things, Captive Prince, Magnus Archives, and Hatcetfield that I do want to post /someday/. When I started I wrote Supernatural. And over the years I've also written Doctor Who, Takin Over the Asylum, Harry Potter.

4. top 5 fics by kudos

Not So Dapper, Dare, and This Isn't Love all tie for first place with 171. Then there is Chance at 164, I'm Never Letting You Go at 157, Don't You Dare at 150, and Don't Tell Me What You're Thinking at 144.

On FF.Net (by favorites) its The Thoughts I Can't Deny at 163, The Unspoken Rule at 120, A Strange Realization at 142, Icy Love at 101, and Maybe We Can Be Okay at 93.

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

I certainly try! I'm always torn between giving hints and secrets and wanting to keep everything close to my chest so the closer someone is to guessing a big plot point or asking a question that I can't answer without spoiling, the less likely I am to respond. Which is why I'm better at responding on one shots, because there's nothing to spoil!

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ohhhh, probably Say Your Name While Our Tongues Are Tied. There's probably a Blangst fic from back in the day that has a sadder ending, but they're usually at least hopeful. Say Your Name just feels very helpless, like it's hard to envision a world where anyone walks away from this situation happy, you know?

7. whats the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A Place To Call Home, probably, even though I haven't posted it yet. The Thoughts I Can't Deny probably would have if I'd actually written an ending for it, lol. Tear Down My Reason is definitely very happy, and I Could Touch the Teardrops on Your Face is probably the sappiest ending.

8. do you get hate on fics?

I know I have in the past but I don't remember for what or why, which means it probably didn't really stick with me. And from what I do remember I think it was largely from people who didn't like the characters or ships I was writing about and would come to bitch about that and I'd be like, if you hate Blaine Anderson so much, why are you reading a Klaine fic? I do kind of remember a Kurtofsky shipper coming to complain about how "abusive" Blaine is and I was just like, sure, Jan, when you ship Kurt with the person who threatened to kill him, you definitely have a leg to stand on.

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

I don't as much as I used to and I actually tend to skip over it a lot. I've been much more into the emotional aspect and only really write the sex if I feel like it will add to the heart of what I'm writing.

But oh boy did I used to. And when I did it was pretty much exclusively D/s and kink stuff, and even when it wasn't there would at least be some form of powerplay or marking in an otherwise vanilla scene, just so my kinky brain would have something to latch onto.

10. do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one youve ever written?

Only on occasion? Like I'm currently working on a White Collar/Glee fic and a Magnus Archives/Hatchetfield fic. Aside from that it will be more like just an AU or inspired by a different media. So like, Sebastian Smythe is the flash, but other characters from The Flash don't really appear. Or my Mrs. Winterbourne Seblaine AU. Or the Spies Are Forever inspired Seblaine AU I have currently only managed to write 300 words in.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

I have. I remember someone turning the original Icy Love (which I still haven't crossposted to AO3, oops) into a Larry fic. And I know I've seen some of my stuff around any time there's a new website stealing things from AO3 and putting it behind a paywall. But at some point I got to lazy to care.

I did have a scare a litte while ago where I thought someone had stolen one of my fics because someone commented saying they'd read it under the username comewhattklaine before and I was like I have /never/ used that username before. I've used a lot of pennames over the years but never that one and I went absolutely crazy trying to find where someone with that username at stolen my fic. And then I realized that on my old Scarvesandcoffee account, I had used that name, but that website had been dead for so long i'd forgotten about it.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

I feel like I have but I cant for the life of me remember what.

13. have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Yes! @itallstartedwithharry and I wrote Tear Down My Reason together. It was an absolutely incredible experience and I always wish that she had the time to write together again because we worked so well together. I was really good at word vomiting on the page and she was really good at cleaning it up and making it more coherent and actually sounding nice. Which is part of why I still ask her to beta for me on fics that are really important to me because she tends to just get what I'm trying to say better than I do sometimes. Like she's been absolutely incredible with betaing A Place to Call Home for me and I'm so glad to have her because she just makes me a better writer.

14. fave all time ship?

Okay. This one is complicated. Because Klaine was my otp to end all otps for so many many years. Klaine means the world to me, it was so incredibly important to me as a teenager and to me accepting my own queerness and feeling safe to come out to my mom (because we bonded a lot over shipping Klaine) and I have written hundreds of thousands of words about those two.

But Seblaine. Ohmygod Seblaine. I have reached a point in my life where my brain is more interested in the kind of stories those two can supply me. In this concept of quantum entanglement that will always pull them together but never ever let it be /easy/ for them. There's just some ways in which I think they're better for each other, I think in some ways they bring out the worst in each other, but that in turn allows to them to truly see the best in each other too. I think the tragedy of their story as it happened is beautiful and cruel. And I just want to explore every crevice of their brains and to never let them go. At some point, Klaine became too easy. They'll always get their happy ending (at least in canon). But Seblaine never will. And the art that can be made from a relationship like that intrigues me far more.

15. wip you want to finish but doubt you will?

Probably La Pute. Of all my old WIPs, it's the most likely to be finished (because I do have some pretty extensive notes on how the plot was supposed to go). But at the same time, that kind of fic that I loved to read and write when I was young (dubcon, noncon, slave fics, etc.) just doesn't interest me the way it used to.

If I were to psychoanalyze myself i'd probably say that my love for stories like that was deeply derived from my sexual repression and inner angst (largely driven by vast amounts of untreated mental illness) that I had no real life experience to draw from so I just used these dark dark stories as a way to try and release any of those emotions. But now as an adult I've lived through many traumas and general life shittiness and I can now find a release for my inner turmoil in writing about things more close to life instead of having to reach into that level of darkness.

16. what are your writing strengths?

Oh I don't even know. I think probably dialogue? That's what usually comes the easiest to me so it's what I would assume, but I'm honestly not sure.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

I tell more than I show. Like I try to describe body language and expression in a way that isn't just "he shifted anxiously" "He looked pissed", stuff like that. But I'm just not great at it, so I tend to just tell the reader what a character is feeling more than anything else.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I'm always drawn to the idea of doing it, but I don't just want to like copy and paste the lines into google translate, you know? And I don't speak any other languages and most of the friends I have that do speak the languages I would want to translate lines into (namely Tagolog and French) aren't Glee fans, so I don't want to make them translate for me.

19. first fandom you wrote for?

Unpublished? Inuyasha/Naruto/Harry Potter/Bleach/probably some other things. I wrote a very extensive self insert fic when I was like 9 or 10 that involved all of those fandoms but it never even got typed up and I lost the binder I was keeping it in probably nearly two decades ago.

Published though it was definitely Supernatural.

20. fave fic youve written?

A Place To Call Home was such a long endeavor and something that was very important to me to finish and it means a lot to me to have finally finished it.

Maybe We Can Be Okay is probably one of my most well-received fics considering the dark content and complex themes. And I'm still really proud of it.

And then it's not out yet, but my fic for the I Want You Back day of 10 Days of Seblaine has been a very difficult fic to write but I'm really happy with how its turning out and I can't wait to share it with you all in November.

[barkspawn]

How about farmer saying "Must be your other girlfriend." when she can't remember the story Sam or Seb told her lol how would they react? I love doing this to my boyfriend to tease him

Phew, let's give this a try. If im bad at it, I'll write one out a one-shot for you. :)

Sam: I feel like Sam would probably play all sad puppy and stop whatever he was doing to give you all of the affection while saying something along the lines of "babe, don't be silly. You're the only girlfriend I'll ever have." He knows you're kidding. But any excuse to be as affectionate as possible would be taken advantage of. Unless you're in public, then he might just make teasing little remarks in your ear. Something like, "Wait until we get home, I'll show you that you're the only one."

To be honest. It could go either way no matter where you are. Depends on Sam's mood. Sam is just a puppy with no shame in showing you all of the affection and uses your remark to tell you how much he loves you. Overly dramatically. Adorable.

Sebastian: Oh, he would 100% go with hit. He would pull some "oh yeah, sorry. Must have been." Completely deadpan until he sees your face, and whether it's shocked or humored, he'd break out into a smirk.

In public he might say that or just give you a look, but it depends on your company. He'd probably hold your hand at most. But if you're alone, he'd be the smartest of asses. Might follow it up with a kiss or hug from behind. I have like a million pictures in my head, but I can say 100% he'd joke too.

I have no idea if I did this right and I 100% might think of something later and be like: ooooooooh that too. And edit this. :p

It was fun though. I kind of like these.

Look it's been 2 minutes and I have something to add: if Seb for some reason didn't play along, he'd say "dude, we're literally with each other all of the time. Unless you're two people, pretty sure it all you, [pet name of choice]"

[wowbright]

Random thoughts about Autoboyography and Mormon stuff, since I'm still thinking about it two weeks later.

Spoilers ahead:

Why did Tanner's ex-mormon mother give her kid such a Mormon name?

Was the only reason the authors gave Sebastian Brother that last name was so they could make the "Brother Brother" joke? (No judgment. Just curious.)

Since Sebastian broke the law of chastity, how was his mission call not delayed? Did his parents not know about him breaking the law of chastity? Did they know but, since his dad was the bishop, his dad had the discretion to keep it quiet and not pursue any disciplinary action?

Or wait I guess if Sebastian is in a singles ward (a possibility, though I don't remember if it was mentioned one way or another), his dad isn't his Bishop.

BUT his parents are so against homosexuality it seems like they would want him disciplined by whoever's his bishop, since in their beliefs that would be the only way for him to fully repent of his "sin" and have any chance of progressing to the celestial kingdom.

Why didn't he get called into the honor code office at BYU? Again, was this a matter of people not knowing, or just the "right" people not knowing?

Did he get called in & kicked out of BYU sometime after the main story ended and before the epilogue began? Will BYU refuse to release his transcripts to another college he might want to attend so that he has to start from zero?

Is it just me or did Sebastian take the news of Tanner sleeping with their friend a little too easily? His response makes sense for a mature secular teen--they weren't dating so really it's none of Sebastian's business who Tanner got involved with. But Sebastian has been drenched in sexual shame. LDS kids get taught that any sexual activity (typically including masturbation) is essentially cheating on your future spouse. In that worldview, it very much would matter to Sebastian who Tanner has slept with. Even if Sebastian logically knows he shouldn't judge Tanner for it, even if he doesn't *want* to judge Tanner, he probably would.

Or maybe he does judge, but we don't see it because Sebastian is so good at painting on his Mormon "everything's fine" face? That feels like stretching the text too far, though.

Did release time seminary get mentioned anywhere in the story? This is neither here nor there, but I assume it's a thing in Provo and something that Tanner would be like, "Well that's crazy." But I don't remember whether it came up.

Very interesting how little Tanner knows about Mormon history. For all she encourages her kids to talk about their emotions and experiences, his mother sure doesn't talk much about hers, at least in this realm. (Again, not judging.) The part where Tanner unquestioningly repeats the line that polygamy happened in order to support widows made me do a double take.

Not really Mormon related: was that out-of-left-field plot twist included for the sole purpose of proving Tanner's bisexuality? I didn't need it proven. I already believed it. (Also, my surprise at Tanner's breadth of sexual experience at his age makes me feel a bit Mormon LOL.)

@redheadgleek Anything to add or detract?

[magicalara]

Mey-Rin for the character asks!

HI ANON

So i made a mistake and reblogged two different ask things back to back one with asking for ships and the other for questions so I'm gonna do both just in case lol. I'm a dumb-dumb sorry about that.

Question: Am I clumsy?

Answer: I'd like to say no but then again I have been known to wake up with mysterious bruises. I once had this huge on on my thigh and I have no idea how I got it.

I also fractured my ankle because I couldn't walk like a normal human being apparently a few years back so...do with this info as you will

The ship asks:

NOTP- Mey-Rin with either Finny or Bard. Finny is sweet baby child (I don't ship him with anyone honestly) and her and Bard are just bros yk. Like they talk shit about the nobles that come around the Phantomhive manor and kill people together

BROTP- Her and Bard. Literally just that one easter chapter where they're teamed up pls they are besties. That whole chapter was amazing, but I love their dynamic a lot.

OTP- Okay so, I didn't think of anything with Mey-Rin and other until I started talking to @docmartensanddietcoke and my answer is now William and Mey-Rin, no I will not be elaborating unless provoked to otherwise

My second choice- Maybe Mey-Rin and Grelle? Are they even a thing? Doesn't matter they are now bc I say so. I think Grelle would be able to give a lot of confidence to Mey-rin and that they'd be really cute together

My fluffy pairing- Okay this is platonically but her and Nina Hopkins. I think they're a fun match together and would probably have a lot of fluffy moments where she's essentially teaching Mey-Rin how to be more feminine like she wants

My angsty pairing- Her and Sebastian...yeah. It's a one-sided thing and he doesn't care for her half as much as she does for him nor would he ever in really any context. He cares a little bc at the moment he needs her in some way to help protect Ciel and the manor but he won't ever see her in any other way.

Favorite poly ship- Platonically- her, Bard, and Finny. Like that one part in Book of Murder where her and Finny are out there crying in the rain and Bard goes all dad mode on them and shit is the best thing ever. And the way they're all a found family please. That's my favorite trope. Add Tanaka and you even got grandpa on the scene, it's great

Weirdest pairing- Probably Mey-Rin and Grelle, I feel like that's not a common one that people might have. But what do I know really I haven't interacted with many ships tbh

Hope you like them anon!! Feel free to give me more characters, or tell me what you think <333

[fandomfluffandfuck]

will you be looking back on asks you couldn't elaborate on before? because i would like to submit:

https://www.tumblr.com/fandomfluffandfuck/714359157245034496/imagine-you-have-the-privilege-of-having-the

and

https://www.tumblr.com/fandomfluffandfuck/714895913197371392/got-a-burning-headcanon-question-for-ya-before

:D so glad youre unflagged and tumblr gave u that as a gift for overcoming dreaded finals! 💪

I hadn't considered that, nor have I done that before, but maybe! If I still have thoughts, I could. I didn't realize people would be interested in that, lol.

[Link]

I think the answer there is as good as it gets, so maybe not that ask.

Everything.

I'd do everything, I think. Although, I do have a special interest 😉 in Sebastian's oral fixation and how pretty he looks on his knees, so... I think that's where I would start, if you know what I mean 👀

gif by @/buckybarnesj

[Link]

Ooh, yeah, that's a good ask! I forgot about that one 😅 I'll be sure to re-gather my thoughts there and add to that 😘

Thanks! Yeah, I'm so glad to be over finals and to be unbanned!