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anemhoez · 3 months

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Desire…

Scar/ AFAB Reader/Rover

WARNINGS: language and alcohol

A/N: so i had an idea haha 😀 this happened at the same time i was writing for Calcharo, that one is coming soon but its going to be a bit, so uh please enjoy this my lovely heathens ❤️ i really hope i can choose to be on the dark side, like wuwa is bg3 or something 😭 I NEED to be with him though!!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

The magistrate had grown to trust you with her life, so when you asked to interrogate Scar she thought nothing of it. You had requested for the guards to shut off the cameras, wanting no evidence of your visit if you needed to get your hands dirty.

You entered the holding cell, Scar’s intense gaze meeting yours immediately. “You’ve kept me waiting long enough Rover,” he spoke through his teeth, his arms bound over his head with an anti-resonance beam that stopped him from using his skills to fight back or teleport through portals. “You said something about the Fractsidus waiting for me, I want to hear more about their plan.” your voice was serious as you walked around him. He chuckled devilishly, loving this little game you were playing with him. “I’ll tell you everything doll, but you have yet to hold up your end of the deal.” He tugged at the beam, his muscles tensing and face wincing at the pain from pulling too hard.

You remember the day he was arrested, his twisted smile never leaving his face even after your betrayal. You watched as he fought back against the guards defiantly, refusing to wear the designated prison uniform. He spat, bit and kicked as hard as he could before being sedated, the guards so exhausted from dealing with him that they left him in only his gray trousers.

So now here he was, shirtless and sweaty, watching as you eyed him up and down in admiration. His face wasn’t t the only skin that was scarred. From what you could see so far, he was covered in scars of many shapes and sizes. “I’ll tell you how i got every last scar, you seem oh so interested.” Scar teased you relentlessly, already knowing you had made up your mind to help him. “The friends I’ve made here, they’ll never forgive me if I help you.” Scar laughed, his piercing and mesmerizing gaze boring through you like a hot blade through butter. “Do you really care about forgiveness?” he asked as you moved closer, using your terminal to hack into the security system. “From them? Absolutely not.”

An alarm sounded loudly around the two of you as the beam restraining him disappeared. Scar sighed and pulled you closer, “You still have the gift I left you little lamb?” his voice was low as his hand came to cup your cheek. You pulled out the crimson card he left behind for you from your pocket, the olive branch he left you in his desperate attempt at survival. Whether or not you’d take his offer however, was something he mulled over constantly during his confinement. He took the card between his slender fingers, slowly moving it across your cheek, down your neck and in between your breasts. There was a loud banging at the door causing your heart to begin to race in your chest. Scar chuckled, flipping the card through his fingers as it began glowing a fiery red. “They won’t ever take you away from me Rover.” You turned back to face him, his features soft and calm as one of his portals quickly appeared behind him in a flash. The guards finally broke through the door, the magistrate’s face in shock as she watched Scar pull you into a heated kiss before the two of you disappeared into that deep red abyss.

What happened in an instant felt like an eternity as Scar deepened the kiss, bringing his tongue to play with yours. You hated how attracted you were to him, the power he had over you. You felt your core stir as you moved your tongue against his. “It’s about time you showed up,” the voice of a woman pulled you from the intense make out session. Scar wiped at the corner of his mouth, “Phrolova, you remember Rover?” he said happily pulling you closer by the waist, “They’re our latest recruit.” You waved awkwardly, looking around at the room full of subordinates that you were now in. “Leave us,” the small yet intense woman commanded them all to leave and everyone exited with haste.

Scar looked around the ornately decorated room, “Having a party without me?” he teased and found an open bottle of wine. He brought it to his lips and took a deep swig, moaning in relief at the sweet and refreshing taste. The woman eyed you up and down before walking up to you. “Be nice,” Scar’s cheery voice came from behind you as he now moved to another part of the room to observe a screen that displayed a map of the area on it. “Welcome Rover,” the woman said with a smile and held out her hand to you. You shook it eagerly, hoping to make a good impression after fighting the two of them weeks ago. She suddenly pulled you closer to her, “You may have proven yourself to Scar, but you have yet to prove yourself to me.” was all she had to say to you before turning on her heel and leaving the room.

“And people say I’m scary.” he said as he came up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder, “We’re all alone now Rover,” he huffed in your ear and flicked his tongue out to lick it briefly before nibbling on your lobe. He sent shivers down your spine in the best way, and he knew the effect he had on you by the needy moan you let out. “So cute,” he kissed your cheek before moving away from you to sit at the plush couch that beckoned him to take a rest. “Now strip darling.”

You froze where you stood, watching as he chuckled and took another deep swig. He leaned back, the tight fabric of his pants doing nothing to hide his bulge. You hesitated for only a few seconds before reaching for the hem of your shirt. He watched as you pulled the fabric over your head, taking your bra along with it. He smiled in appreciation of your body, palming at his bulge as you shimmied out of your shorts next. You kicked them aside, now only in your stockings and shoes you waited for your next instructions. He only had to motion with his finger to get you to come over, gods you really turned into putty around him.

He looked at you with his mismatched eyes, “My beautiful Rover, come.” he patted his lap and you moved closer, your naked body straddling him and getting comfortable. Your bare cunt was placed perfectly over his hardened bulge, “I don’t even have to tell you what to do, you want it just as bad as I do, don’t t you?” You admitted there was chemistry from the moment the two of you first met, and you currently berated yourself for letting your deepest desires take over and choosing him. “Now now,” his hand came to grip your chin, “Are you having doubts?” he groaned as he bucked up against you slowly. “I can make a portal for you right now, you can leave and I’ll never seek you out again Rover.” He says this all with a cocky smirk on his face, still bucking up into you and making a mess on his pants. You moaned and began grinding down on him, the pleasure taking over and not letting you think properly. “I havent even gotten my cock out and you’re already dumb off of it, I knew you’d be perfect for me.” He brought the bottle of wine over you, letting the cold liquid pour out over your breasts. You looked down at him once he placed the bottle on the floor and watched his tongue trail along your skin, licking up the wine eagerly as he moaned. You leaned back a bit, letting him reach further down on your body with his tongue. The long muscle trailed from your belly to your neck, his mouth closing to suck heated marks into your skin. “Scar please,” you whined loudly and he laughed against your skin. “Please what little lamb?” He wanted you to beg for it, to fully succumb to him, making sure he knew where your loyalty now lied. He moved to suck your nipples, slowly swirling his tongue around, getting the neediest moans from you. “Fuck me, please Scar.” your voice gave away just how mindlessly desperate you were for him, and he wholeheartedly reveled in it. He finally pulled away from your chest and stood up, lifting you up with ease, “I’ll give you anything you want and more my love,” he kissed you on the lips softly, leading you out of the room and down the hall towards his bedroom. He held your naked form close to him protectively, almost as if he was daring anyone who happened to see the two of you to say something to him. He occasionally slapped your ass along the way, causing you to bury your face in his neck and hit playfully at his chest. Scar just chuckled mischievously as he finally held the person of his wildest dreams in his loving embrace.

A/N: SORRY!! theres two parts cause I need to fuck- I mean, the READER needs to fuck him properly okay?? hahahahehehehhuhuhu 🥲 PART 2 HERE!

#wuthering waves #scar wuwa #wuthering waves smut #wuwa smut #wuwa x reader #holy shit holy shit holy shit #im not playing this game again until his banner byeeee #i have part 2 almost done 🙏 hehe

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myokk · 21 days

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before it felt like a sin, ch. 3

ch.1, ch.2

pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

word count: 2300

summary: Eloise never wanted to be different.

And yet, her differences are what have defined her life up until this point: growing up as a squib in one of the most prominent wizarding families, being exiled to muggle society, and then attending Hogwarts at the age of sixteen.

She finds herself thrust into the life she should have been prepared for from birth but was denied. As she navigates this new life and her new precarious position in her family, she must come to terms with the fact that maybe what she dreamed of her whole life isn't turning out how she ever expected it would.

a/n: this is how I wish the duel could have gone in the game...😇🙏

I also want to reiterate that this fic is REALLY CANON DIVERGENT!!!!! I will NOT be following the game’s plot at all really with this (it really starts to diverge around chapter 6/7 maybe I don’t remember), and I don’t see Eloise as the game’s MC either.

Eloise was being woken up altogether too soon for her tastes. Something soft was hit her face, and she sat up groggily, pushing it away. She blinked as she looked around, not recognizing her surroundings. It was disorienting not knowing where she was, although, as she rubbed her eyes, it was slowly starting to come back to her…Something happened yesterday, she thought. I…

“Come on, sleepyhead!” exclaimed Imelda, throwing more clothes on top of Eloise. “The house elves left these last night at the foot of your bed while we were sleeping. If you don’t hurry up, there won’t be any more food left for breakfast. And, you know that the first day of classes is the most important…”

As she continued rambling on, Eloise got up and started putting on her school robes. A dark grey tartan skirt with dark green and silver stripes, a cream button-up with puffy sleeves that she tucked into the skirt, a black ribbon to tie around her neck, and her Slytherin robes on top. She didn’t know how to feel about the day that was ahead of her; she felt a strange mixture of elation and apprehension.

“…you’re taking too long. I’ll wait for you in the common room,” Imelda concluded, giving Eloise one last look before striding out of their dormitory. All of the other girls had already gotten ready and left for the morning, which wasn’t really a surprise to Eloise. As soon as her head hit the pillow the second time, she had fallen into a deep sleep and hadn’t heard the bustle of the girls preparing themselves for the day.

She finished lacing up her boots, and after one last glance in the mirror to make sure nothing was out of place, headed out to find Imelda.

When Eloise walked into the atrium, she was struck by how different it felt in the morning. It was truly as beautiful now as it had been eerily peaceful the night before. Once again, light piano music playing in the background - Eloise smiled to herself, recognizing the Gymnopédies by Satie. Her piano lessons had been the only bearable classes at the muggle school, and she had excelled at the instrument, often practicing during her free time.

The piano music blended in with the murmurs of students standing or sitting in small groups around various tables filled with breakfast foods and scrolls of parchment. The greens and blues coming through the windows felt refreshing, and the whole room was glimmering under the reflections of the water playing across various surfaces. She could see plants swaying under the water, with schools of fish weaving between them. It felt…magical.

Eloise’s eyes were drawn to Ominis and she started walking to him, standing by the same window where they had been sitting earlier. Instead of being in shadow, however, he was now illuminated by the rays of sun shining through the water. He was smirking to himself as he listened to the two first-years next to him. As she got closer to them, Eloise heard them speculating about the possibility that they would get to see a mermaid.

“Oh! I think I just saw one!” one shouted at his friend, pointing out the window. “Oh, wait…it was just algae.”

Eloise walked up to Ominis, smiling despite herself.

“Is this your idea of a good time?” she asked him, while he was simultaneously asking her how she had slept. They both paused as soon as they heard the other start talking, and then both started speaking at the same time after an awkward pause.

“Oh…I’m sorry. I…I slept well,” Eloise said, blushing. “And you?”

“As well as I ever do,” he replied. She noticed that the dark circles under his eyes were still very prominent, although they didn’t look eerie in the morning light. He indicated the first-years with a jerk of his head, changing the topic. “I doubt mermaids find us that interesting. I rather think they purposefully avoid our common room so as to not be treated like creatures in an aquarium.”

Eloise laughed at that and tilted her head playfully. “And just where did those two even get the idea that they might see a mermaid?”

“That, my dear, is a mystery. I surely have never seen one before,” Ominis said, standing up straight and taking his wand out. “I have been hearing a lot of chatter about you this morning, you know. It seems like reality has been mixed with fantasy in the tales of your journey here, and nobody knows the full truth.”

“Except for you,” Eloise pointed out, stepping into place next to him as they walked through the common room. She spotted Imelda, supervising some students playing chess and instructing them on the moves they should be doing. Imelda looked up and saw Eloise, and interrupted her own advice mid sentence.

“Eloise!!” Imelda bellowed as she practically ran across the room. Was this girl ever not purposeful in everything she did? The students around them looked up from what they were doing to watch her, and maybe get the chance to hear a first-hand account of what actually happened to Eloise. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were attacked by a dragon last night?”

“Oh, er…” Eloise couldn’t figure out how to respond to the other girl. Imelda didn’t seem worried or scared about what Eloise had gone through the previous day; rather, she seemed indignant that she hadn’t been told about the attack. Beside them, Ominis was laughing.

“It must have been terribly exciting,” Imelda went on, ignoring any response Eloise may have started giving. “A real dragon and all. I wish I was with you guys, I’ve actually prepared for what I would do in that very situation. I would definitely have diverted its attention away from you on my broomstick, and actually the best strategy would have been to…”

“I doubt you really would have been able to do anything,” Eloise interrupted. “It was terribly frightening, but at the same time the whole thing was over so quickly that I haven’t had time to process it yet.”

“Well, you can tell me about it on the way to breakfast. Maybe once you learn how to ride a broom, we can practice what to do together. You have first-hand experience, after all!” Imelda looped her arm through Eloise’s. She shot a look to Ominis. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’m taking her now. We have a long day ahead of us, lots to do you know. The usual. Anyway, Sebastian’s coming over so it’s not like I’m leaving you completely alone.”

Before Eloise could even react, she was being marched up the spiral staircase that led out of the Slytherin common room and they were off to breakfast.

“Duelists, take your mark,” Professor Hecat said to the two students standing on top of the platform in the middle of the room. The duelists in question looked at each other warily, steadying their wands. Eloise was exhilarated. This was the type of class she had been daydreaming about while she sat wasting her time embroidering landscapes.

Professor Hecat hadn’t wasted any time putting the students to work. Although at first, many of them had scoffed at the thought of Leviosa being a useful spell in combat, Eloise listened attentively and focused on the correct wand movements. Maybe it didn’t actually matter, but she was determined to make sure that nobody would think that she didn’t deserve to be there. She had a lot of catching up to do, but between the books Professor Fig had given her and the knowledge she retained from reading from her family’s library as a child, she already knew a lot. She was quite pleased when the feather levitated as soon as she said the incantation, as there were other students who struggled to get theirs to even twitch in an upward direction.

Now, Eloise gripped her wand tightly in her hand, shifting a bit as she stared Sebastian in the eyes. He had said that she would get ‘a proper Hogwarts welcome’ and she was looking forward to it.

If the rumors she had heard before class were true, Sebastian was the best duelist in their year, and quite possibly at Hogwarts. Although she felt a little apprehensive at the thought of facing him, she hoped that he wouldn’t hold back on her just because she was new. Even if she had fought the guardians yesterday in Gringotts, she wanted to prove to herself that she could keep her wits about her in the heat of battle.

Maybe her stance was a little too stiff, her movements too by the book. But that could only be changed with experience.

Sebastian smirked slightly to himself, no doubt thinking that this would be an easy victory. In the background, Eloise heard Professor Hecat say they could begin, but she was more focused on her opponent’s face. As soon as she saw him raise his wand and begin to open his mouth, she shouted “Protego!” and the shield blocked the spell he attempted to send shooting her way. His eyebrows raised in surprise - apparently he hadn’t been expecting her fast reflexes.

Quick as a whip, she shouted out “Levioso” and Sebastian was in the air. She hit him with a few more curses before he fell to the ground, breathing heavily. He pushed himself up quickly and went back into position. Wand out, now more wary of her capabilities. He blocked her next attack and went in for one of his own, which hit her shoulder. Eloise hissed in pain and immediately shot out a volley of quick jabs in his direction, a few hitting their mark before he put up a shield.

Sebastian was grinning as they circled each other, looking for an opening. The rest of the class surrounded the platform they were on, cheering them on. Both continued to attack and put up shields, without any clear winner in sight. It was obvious that they were very evenly matched.

“I’m pleasantly surprised,” he said as they were catching their breath between attacks. “I haven’t had a fight this good in a long time.”

Eloise just grinned in response, before shooting off another spell in his direction. It was expertly blocked with a flick of Sebastian’s wrist; in response he volleyed off a jinx towards her.

Eloise crumpled to the ground, yelping as she grabbed her ankle. Sebastian was immediately at her side, crouching down and looking at her with concern.

“Eloise? Are you okay?” He looked down at her ankle and then abruptly looked up and back at her face, a faint pink redness dusting his cheeks. He may have been dueling her, but it was distinctly different to be so close to her like this.

In response, Eloise grinned mischievously and quickly levitated him off the ground, getting to her feet at the same time. With a few quick curses sent his way, soon Sebastian was lying sprawled on the ground outside of the little arena Professor Hecat had erected.

“Not fair,” Sebastian exclaimed, rushing to his feet. He looked at Professor Hecat, who was looking between the two with a pleased smile.

Eloise smirked at him, only responding with, “Slytherin.”

Sebastian laughed and ran his fingers through his hair, making his brown curls even unrulier than they had become in their duel. He held his hand out to her and she shook it formally. “Good duel. You can definitely hold your own and I won’t underestimate you again.”

Professor Hecat clapped her hands together to get the attention of the class. “I hope you all paid attention to these two. Ten points to Slytherin for an excellent demonstration of what we learned today. On Wednesday, we will continue with practical application of the techniques learned during this class. I expect to see flawless wand work and concentration. I demand excellence from my students as I know you are all capable of achieving it. Class dismissed.”

As Eloise was gathering up her things, Sebastian sidled up to her. “Really, that was quite impressive. You seemed stiff at first, but it would seem you have fought before. You definitely give as good as you get.”

Eloise blushed and tucked some strands of hair that had come undone behind her ear. “Well, really, I had only read about the techniques before. Haven’t really had much time to put all of that theory to use yet.” She smiled shyly ad Sebastian, who was looking at her with his jaw open. “You fight really well, too. I had to use all of my focus. It’s kind of exhausting, actually.”

“But exhilarating, right?” Sebastian asked eagerly. The two of them started to head out of the classroom together, dwindling behind the rest of the students. Entirely absorbed by their conversation. “Everything else goes out of focus and the only thing in the world is you and your opponent.”

“Yes! Exactly that,” exclaimed Eloise. “I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

“Well,” Sebastian said slowly, dragging the word out as he thought. “You know, there might be a way. To continue. I normally would never do this, but…you know…”

“Know what?” Eloise prompted as Sebastian trailed off.

“You’re a really good duelist. Intuitive. There’s a certain exclusive club of sorts, one that may or may not be unsanctioned, where you can continue to hone your dueling abilities.”

“Exclusive and unsanctioned?” Eloise asked with a smirk. “You can count me in.”

“Excellent,” Sebastian replied, smiling broadly. “Sometimes, to make the most out of your experience at Hogwarts, you need to bend certain rules. They’re more like guidelines, anyway.”

“Merlin, Sebastian,” said Imelda, walking up to them and crossing her arms. “Don’t let yourself fall into any of his schemes. That boy is in detention practically every other day.”

“Or maybe,” Eloise said, “he’s just not good enough at avoiding getting caught. I, on the other hand… Come on, Imelda. Let’s go to lunch.”

She laughed as they walked away, leaving behind a dumbstruck Sebastian. He shook his head in disbelief and headed off to his next class.

next chapter

#only 2 more chapters and then the story gets very canon divergent🙏🙏#I was simultaneously so happy to not have to watch YouTube videos of these scenes to see the dialogue #and sad bc now I 100% rely on my imagination😭😆#I was actually rereading it starting from chapter 17 (I just randomly choose chapters sometimes) and I was like 😳😳 omg what comes next…#(the benefits of having an awful memory & writinf something for myself😆)#I’ve really been enjoying these illustrations and posting here thouch🥹🥹🥹 I hope you guys like these chapters/updates I post !!!!!!!#updated here as soon as I have my next illustrations…but that is an inconsistent thing bahahahahahahahahha #(sorry)#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #hphl #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts legacy mc #eloise babbit #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow fanart #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts legacy fic #omg ALSO IM SORRY FOR DOING TWO POSTS SO CLOSE TOGETHER…idk I don’t want to be annoying #but I just want to post this and move on to the NEXT illustration bahahahahahaahhahaha I have 22 chapters already posted #& I’m almost done with the next one…

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