#sebastian uh-oh why do this to myself

[starcrossedslytherin]

Love Letters

Sebastian Sallow x Reader

WC: 1K

A/N: I don’t know how popular the Hogwarts legacy fandom is as of now because I’ve not been on tumblr, but I found this fic in my drafts(along with quite a few wips) and realized I never posted it so I thought I would feed the Sallow girlies a quick snack today.

Summary: Sebastian wants to write you a love letter to tell you about his feelings but it’s not going the way he hoped, even with Ominis’ help.

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Ominis knows he shouldn’t be as amused as he is right now, but he can’t help it. It’s not often he gets to experience Sebastian embarrass himself so willingly.

Try as he does to suppress his chuckle, it slips out and Sebastian sighs, letting the several half written love notes spill onto the table in front of him.

“It’s not funny.” Sebastian practically pouts, glad his friend can’t see the expression on his face.

“I disagree.” Ominis taunts him with a grin, leaning back in his seat.

“I’ve been trying to write Y/N a note all afternoon! I just don’t understand why they sound so…”

“Awful?” Ominis jumps in. “Horrendous? Painfully cliche?”

“Oi, shut it.” Sebastian mutters, gently nudging Ominis’ foot under the table. He very much regrets asking his best friend for help now he knows how embarrassed he’d be.

He sighs before picking up all his papers, trying to find the best parts of them all. “Why don’t you read them again? Out loud, so I can hear.” Sebastian doesn’t see why Ominis asks him to do so, but he reads through the notes, pulling faces every time he gets to a rather cheesy part of the note.

When he finishes, he looks to Ominis, hoping he can give him any sort of feedback to fix this mess.

Ominis stays quiet for a moment, thinking Merlin only knows what until he says, “You make me wish I was deaf as well.”

Sebastian’s hands slap against the table as he gives up, annoyed with his inability to string together simple words to tell you how he feels and annoyed with Ominis’ lack of help. “Forget this.” Sebastian grumbles, crumpling up as many of the letters as he can.

Ominis sighs and puts his hand across the table, covering some of the papers and getting Sebastian to stop. “Just talk to her. Tell her how you feel.”

Sebastian pulls a face at the recommendation. “Tell her how I feel?” He repeats, starting to pace in his spot. “You mean, just walk up to her and tell her how beautiful I think she is? Or how any time she smiles at me, you, Anne or anything really, I can’t help but stare? How she is most likely the smartest and kindest person I have ever met? How anytime she’s in the room, I am most certain my heart will beat out of my chest with how fast she makes it? How each time I see her leave the castle on her little adventures, I fight myself on whether to go with because I need to know that she makes it back safe to me? To us? You think I should just walk right up to Y/N and tell I am absolutely in love with her?”

There was silence between the two boys after Sebastian’s speech and the brunette boy, exhausted mentally, falls in his seat in a slump. Ominis just sat there, gripping his wand tight in his hand as his lips gently pull up to the left. “Well,” he whispers, getting Sebastian’s attention, who frowns upon seeing his smirk, “I don’t think you have to worry about it anymore.”

Sebastian’s brows furrow and he was about to ask Ominis what he meant before the sound of a book clattering to the ground behind him has him whipping his hand around and he opens his eyes wide. There you were, frozen in your place as you struggle to keep more books from falling off the shelves.

“Sorry.” You mumble, trying to determine if you really were hearing what you think you were hearing. “And uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to- I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop.

Sebastian nods at your reassurance. “How much did you hear?”

You wave your hand in the air. “Oh, well just, uh, just… everything.”

Well, that’s not what he wanted.

He turned to glare at Ominis, but the boy slipped out when you and Sebastian were focused on each other.

You glance down at the paper strewn across the table, ready to dismiss them before seeing your name on one of them. “What is that?”

Sebastian sighs, debating whether he could really show you his mess of notes. He nods, letting you fall into the seat next to him as you pick through the papers. You barely got through the first sentence of the very first letter before your eyes shoot to Sebastian’s.

“You.. you wrote me letters?” There was a deep blush on his face and he’d gone silent, but he nods. You stare at him, feeling your own cheeks heat up quite a bit before you turn back and read, picking a few sentences of each discarded letter. Your favorite ones were the ones Sebastian had scratched over with his quill, obviously being embarrassed of having written them, but you enjoyed them.

From the first moment we met, I knew there was something extraordinary about you.

I know what love is because I know you.

My darling, you are my rock, my confident, my ally, my friend, and so much more.

“Bash…” you mumble, blinking repeatedly to keep your tears from spilling out.

“I couldn’t find the right words.” He whispers, picking up a few of the letters and holding them. “I had Ominis try to help me, but I don’t think he was particularly helpful.” You chuckle, imagining Ominis trying to help Sebastian.

Your laugh fades out as you put your hands on top of Sebastian’s and your eyes meet. Your stomach flutters with nerves and adoration. “I think you know the right words.”

Sebastian smiles at you, the corners of his mouth tugging up just enough that his eyes crinkle and he nods. “Y/N,” he begins, looking to his letters for strength but he knows he doesn’t need it. “Y/N, I love you. I’m in love with you. I want to be with you and I want to go on adventures with you and I want to smile with you and I want, I just want you.” His hand cups your cheek, bringing you closer to him as your eyes flutter close and he whispers, one last time before your lips meet, “I love you.”

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[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Six

warnings: none? :)

even after rewriting this a few times i don't really like this chapter and i'm not too sure why... but its getting spicy in the next few parts so…

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Once the two of you were in Vin’s room he sent a text to Bryan briefly explaining the situation, and letting him know that you were safe with him. He gave you a spare sweater to sleep in, and he turned around as you got changed to give you some privacy. 

“I’ve never heard of this band before.” You say as you look in the mirror at yourself wearing his dead grandma sweater. 

“Oh, uh,” his face flushed red, he was embarrassed to tell you the truth but he hoped you would forget by the time you were sober, “it’s actually not a band… it’s the name of my WoW guild.” 

“Your what now?” 

“It’s a game, world of warcraft-”

“Oh! Sorry I don’t speak nerd.” You said with a smirk as you got into his bed, “This is so cool though.” 

“Thanks,” he said, getting undressed and leaving him in just his boxers. “I texted Bryan by the way to let you know you’re here with me tonight, I said Noah wasn’t picking up so you couldn't get into your room.”

“Shit I forgot about that! Thank you.” You said as he lied down next you, you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at him so you quickly rolled to your side, facing away from him. “We should get some sleep, you’ve gotta be up in 4 hours.”

“Shit, that’s true…” He says as he puts his phone down and you hear the light switch off. “Sweet dreams.”

“Goodnight Vinny.” You whispered before letting your eyes close.

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You woke up suddenly to the sound of someone knocking banging on the door. 

“Vin! Wake up everyone’s waiting for you!” You heard someone shout. 

You rolled over and squinted at the brightness as you checked the time on your phone. 7:25?

“Vinny!” You gently shook him, taking in how soft his skin felt beneath your fingertips- Stop it y/n. “There’s someone here for you.” 

He groaned, rolling on to his back as he rubbed his eyes.

“What's the time?” 

“It’s 7:25, you-”

“Shit!” He flew out of bed, beginning to get dressed when the door knocked again. 

“This is why I told you it was a bad idea to go out la-” Vin opened the door, and you saw Rick stood on the other side, his camera in his arm with a coffee in his hand. “Finally, I- What’s y/n doing in your room? What the hell Vin! This better not be what it looks like-” 

“No! She stayed here because she was locked out of her room! Look, I’ll be 5 minutes, okay? I’ll meet you guys by the bus.” 

Ricky gave you a look, before looking back at Vinny. 

“5 minutes, no later or you’ll have Chris to deal with.” 

Vinny shut the door on him, turning back to you and shaking his head as he searched the room for where he’d left his shirt.

“I'm so sorry about that.” He said as he continued getting dressed. 

“It’s okay.” You smiled, getting out of bed, “I better go and see if Noah’s awake yet to let me in.”

“Y’know, if you’re our photographer for the first couple days here, you should really come with us this morning. We’re doing an interview and I’m sure Chris would love to have some behind the s-”

“Vinny, I’d love to but I slept in last night's makeup and I’m about to walk back to my room in last night's clothes so I don’t think I’m ready to get to work just yet.”

"Well, you're lucky Rick didn't hear you say that."

Vinny turned around and dug through his suitcase for a moment before pulling out an old slipknot shirt, throwing it over to you. 

“To replace the top I ruined last night. I’m still so sorry about that-”

“Don’t be!” You chuckled, “It’s honestly fine, Vin. But thank you. I’ll quickly get changed and then let myself out, it seems you have an interview to get to.” You smiled, to which he nodded, grabbing his phone and water bottle before heading to the door.

“I’ll see you later, before the show.” He said with a smile and a little wave before leaving. 

As you got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, you couldn’t help but look at Vin’s belongings scattered across the room, laughing to yourself. You could've guessed he was a messy person, the complete opposite of Noah.

After getting dressed you left his room, heading towards yours and Noah's. You knocked on the door and quietly tried to call out to Noah, expecting him to still be asleep, but to your surprise was awake. As he opened the door he immediately began questioning you.

“What the hell? Where have you been? I woke up and you weren’t there and then I saw you tried to call me- Is that Vinny’s shirt?” Noah’s face suddenly turned pretty pale and you walked past him, into the room. 

“We got back pretty late last night and I forgot the key and I didn’t want to wake you up. I tried calling you to wake you up but in the end Vin let me stay in his room, he texted Bryan to let him know so I just assumed he would’ve told you. Oh, and I’m wearing his shirt because he spilt my drink on mine last night.”

“Why couldn’t you have stayed with Bryan?” Noah questions, shutting the door and crossing his arms as he waits for your answer. 

“Bry went back early with Folio and Ryan. Me and Vinny wanted to stay a bit longer,” you sighed, “Sorry, I guess.”

“No, it’s okay, don’t apologise… I didn’t know if you’d met Vinny before, that’s all. I wouldn’t want you being uncomfortable, staying with a stranger-”

“Noah. I’m an adult, I wouldn’t purposely put myself in a situation I’m not comfortable in. We met last night, but I trusted him and look, I’m fine, nothing happened!”

“I know, I just... I care about you, y/n." He said before quickly changing the subject, "Anyway, we’ve got a boring morning, I have some phone calls to make, then we’re going out for lunch. We’ve got to get back to the venue at 1 for sound check. How are you feeling about our first proper day on tour?” He smiled.

“Good,” you nodded, “I can’t wait to finally start, but before I do anything I need to take a shower.”

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You sat on the venue floor as Nicholas and Jolly tuned their guitars, Folio was having his drums put together and Noah was stressing with Matt over how the sound was coming out. Bryan was running up and down from the stage to the floor, demonstrating which angles you could take pictures from, and how to do it without getting in anyone's way.

You already got a few pictures of the guys setting up, and some of them on their way to the venue, but Noah reminded you that you were Motionless' photographer for the first few days so to focus more on them- but personally you thought he was only saying this because he didn't want his picture being taken.

"Hey y/n!" Rick gave you a smile as he passed you, he had clearly gone to get coffee, "All the guys are in the green room right now, I'd really appreciate it if you got some unflattering pictures of the guys so I have something to post on their birthdays."

"Okay, sure." You chuckled, getting up and waving to the Nicks and Jolly as you followed Ricky backstage.

"So... How are you feeling?" He asked, taking a sip from his cup.

"Great! I thought I'd be nervous but I think I'm too excited to even worry about anything."

"That's always a great attitude to have," he smiled, "Sorry about this morning by the way, assuming you and Vin..."

"It's okay," you said, focusing your eyes on the ground as you walked, "I can imagine what it looked like."

"He explained everything to me, it sounded like you guys had fun last night. Kind of made me wish I came too."

As you guys walked into the green room, you were greeted by Justin and Ryan. Justin was sat with his feet up on the table clearly taking a nap, whilst Ryan was playing a game on his phone.

“Hey, get one of me and Justin!” Ricky said, leaning onto Justin’s shoulder and holding up a peace sign as Justin snored, his mouth half open with his hat covering his eyes. You bring your camera up, smirking as you take a couple pictures.  

“You guys look beautiful.” You say, setting your camera back down in front of you, and Justin's phone starts to ring, startling him as he wakes up.

“Just wait 'til you see us in our makeup,” Vinny says, walking in with a sprite in his hand, before turning to Justin. "Is that Shae? Tell her I said hi."

“Hey baby!” Justin grins, answering the facetime call, flipping Vinny off. 

“Is that his wife?” You ask, and Ricky nods his head. 

“So what camera have you got there?” Rick asks, and you hand it over to him, telling him all about it as he inspects it.

“I thought you didn’t 'speak nerd'?” Vinny smirks, watching how your face lit up as you told Rick about how this was the camera you’d always wanted, and what made it so different from the others you've previously had. Ricky furrowed his eyebrows as he looked between the two of you, and Vin just laughed when you didn’t have a comeback and sat beside his friend. 

“I can’t wait to get out there tonight,” Vinny said, leaning back in his seat, his legs spreading slightly, causing your stomach to feel fuzzy, why were you suddenly feeling like this? “It’s been so long.”

“Don’t mess up this time though.” Ricky says, a slight smile on his lips as he’s still inspecting your camera. 

“Oh yeah? Well don’t fall through the stage this time.” Vinny sasses back, and Rick went silent, handing your camera back to you. 

“Look who’s here!” Chris grins as he walks a beautiful, heavily tattooed woman in to the room, and as you turn around you can’t help but notice how gorgeous she is! Then you realised who she was, she was Angela. You followed her on instagram when you found out she was the guys makeup artist, and you couldn’t believe how talented she was.

“Hey!” She smiles, wheeling something in behind her. “Oh you must be y/n! I’ve been dying to meet you!” She drops everything and runs to give you a hug. 

“Hi! You’re Angela, right?” 

“Yes! I make these guys look pretty to go out there and do their thing!” She says as she begins to tie her black hair up in a messy bun.

“Hey, Ang!” The guys all greeted her as she sat down beside you. 

“I’m kinda late, I was hoping to get here about an hour ago but I should get you guys all done in time. How long until you’re on?”

“About 3 hours,” says Justin as he ends the call, “we’ve got plenty of time!”

“So who’s going first?” She says, getting everything set up on the table in front of her. 

Ryan went first, then Ricky, then Chris and finally Vinny as Justin did his own stage makeup. Vinny insisted on putting his body paint on first, and you couldn’t believe what it all looked like in real life. 

You couldn’t help but giggle as Angela tied his hair back in a little ponytail, and he spotted you in the corner of his eye and flipped you off. 

“Please can I take a picture of this?” You asked, and whilst everyone else encouraged you, Vin was against it. 

“I’d love that!” Angela gasped, “Could you take some for me? I’d love some more for my socials.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Vinny warned.

“Hey, I think your hair looks cute, I love your little ponytail.” You laughed, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes as you pointed the camera at him.

Once Angela had finished, you took pictures of all the guys’ makeup, and one full body shot of Chris, showing off the outfit he’d chosen for this tour. 

“How are we feeling guys?!” Folio cheered as the Bad Omens guys all entered the room.

“Great, man! I can’t wait to go and fuck it up out there.” Vin says, fixing his hair as Ang takes the hairband out. 

“You guys look amazing!” Nicholas says, looking rather stunned. 

“You ready?” Noah’s voice startles you, feeling his hands on your shoulders as he stands behind you. 

“I sure am.” You grin, tilting your head back to look up at him. “I’m still a little nervous though, I wasn't earlier but now it's actually real. I'm gonna be out there!”

“You’ll be great, y/n. Don’t forget it’s only the first night, and you’re here to learn anyway.”

“I know, I’ve already taken a few pictures this afternoon, and I got some of the guys in their makeup for Angela. So even if I don’t get any good ones out there I’ve got these.”

“That’s great!” He smiles, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. 

“Guys we’re on in a minute!” Chris announces, and everyone starts to get up. 

You can’t describe the atmosphere in this moment, everyone was so hyped and ready to get out there and put on the best show they could. You got a couple pictures from behind of the guys beginning to walk on stage, and then you watched them all take their places as the intro to meltdown played.

You couldn’t just choose one of the guys to watch, it was almost breath taking as they all did their thing and the crowd went crazy for it. However, you kept finding your eyes being drawn to Vinny. If you hadn’t found him attractive before, you definitely have now. He was so into the songs he played, you could tell he really loved what he did, and just watching him was breath taking.

You managed to get some pictures, you took a few of Justin and Ryan from the side, one of Ricky from behind, one of Chris from below and a couple of Vinny from various angles. 

You were doing everything Bryan had told you about earlier, but you were still quite nervous to get in the way, or to be seen too visibly on stage which definitely held you back. But when it got to a certain bit in slaughterhouse, you had to get some close ups of Justin and Vinny, who looked too good on stage. You caught yourself biting your lip a couple times as you watched him, looking away and focusing your attention on one of the other guys instead, and snapping a picture or two or twelve.

But as soon as it all began, it was over. They played their last song, one you haven’t heard before, but you fell in love with it. As you heard Chris thank the crowd, and tell them 'we are Motionless in White, and we are eternally yours' you felt goosebumps run up your arms. You took a few pictures of the crowd from the barricade, before getting back on the stage and taking some of Chris.

You’d noticed that for half of the show, you’d been too caught up in watching each of the guys that you only took a handful of pictures of them each.

You got off stage and headed backstage before the guys as they stayed to give out guitar picks and setlists to the crowd, maybe also a drumstick or two. However, as you went back into the green room you were met with a hyped up Bad Omens but an anxious Noah. 

“Is everything okay?” You asked, setting your camera down on the table and took out your ear plugs, watching as he bounced his leg up and down from his place on the couch.

“No,” he laughed, “We were having issues in soundcheck and I’m just worried it’s gonna fuck everything up tonight.” 

“Well Motionless sounded great-”

“Well of course you’d say that.”

“What do you mean?” You furrowed your eyebrows. 

“For one you're on stage with them, which will sound totally different to the crows, and you’re not listening out for any mistakes, anything that doesn’t sound the way it should.”

“Well-”

“Guys you’re on in 5!” One of the guys who worked at the venue called, to which Noah nodded his head. 

“Give it your best, okay? They fucking love you and they’re happy to just be here. Everything will be okay.” You tell Noah with a smile, watching as the Nick’s and Jolly begin to walk out, followed by Bryan.

Once everyone had gone, Noah kissed your cheek before walking out the door and slipping on his ski mask. 

“Awh! I didn’t know you guys were dating!” Angela beams, leaning forwards in her seat, making you jump out of your skin, “God, I’d do anything for a guy like Noah Sebastian-”

“We aren’t dating, actually...” You tell her, feeling yourself blush as you talk about it after he had just kissed you. “Look, I know we've only just met but right now I really need some advice, as a girl-”

“Honey, I’m all ears. What’s up?”

“Well, ever since I've met him I think I've kind of had feelings for Noah, but then last night I met-”

“Oh my pinky is fucked!” Vinny groaned, walking in with the guys, his makeup and body paint had worn off on stage and his hair looked messier than usual. “Y/n look!” 

“Ew! No!” You turned away as he laughed, he then attempted to show Angela who had a similar reaction. 

“What were you guys talking about? Looked pretty serious.” Ricky asks, running his fingers through his sweat drenched hair, he was also really pretty…

“Nothing to do with you.” Angela grinned, and he shrugged, walking off. “C’mon, I need to pee, the guys can’t follow us there.”

You followed her out, walking to the bathroom. Once you finally got there, you checked your hair in the mirror, realising it’s a mess after running around on stage, so you take it out of the ponytail and begin to redo it.

“Sorry about that,” Ang says, locking herself in a stall, “What were you saying, who did you meet? Tell me everything!”

You sighed before answering. 

“This is between us, right? You won’t go and tell the guys anything?” 

“Of course not!” 

“Well, it’s Vinny...” 

“Girl, I could’ve guessed that.” She laughed, coming to wash her hands. “Let me guess, he’s all flirty with you, makes you laugh and teases you, all that?”

“I know that’s just him but… I dunno, I never really feel like I’ve clicked with anyone the way I have with him, it doesn't feel like I only met him last night.”

“How long have you known Noah?” Angela asks, leaning against the counter

“Quite a while, but I haven't seen him in 3 years…”

“And you’re asking me for advice… Are you asking me who to choose or..?”

“I don’t really know, because you saw earlier when Noah kissed me on the cheek, the other day he called me ‘sweetheart’ and 'angel', but he can have such an attitude with me sometimes and we even had an argument yesterday. I just feel like he might not feel the same way. Vin just seems so much more chilled, things just feel more natural, I dunno. I really want to get to know him better first because he probably doesn’t even see me like that.” 

“Well,” she smiled, “If you and Noah aren’t actually together then what’s stopping you? I should maybe also mention that you’re Vin’s type, if that helps.” 

“Really?”

“I’ve known him quite a while now and you certainly fit his criteria,” she smirks, “I’d love to see him happy again.”

“Thanks, Ang.” You smiled, “But... I don’t know, what should I do?” 

“It’s pretty difficult whilst you’re touring because nobody ever gets five minutes alone, but try and maybe spend the afternoon with him on an off day. Vin’s a sweetheart, but you might spend a day with him and find him insufferable.” She laughed, “But don’t worry, I won't say a word of this to any of them.” 

“Thank you,” you say, “So are you with us for the entire tour?”

“Most days,” she says, leading you out of the bathroom and back to the green room, “I’m here all week but then I have to get back to New York for an event, but then I’ll join you again.” 

“I can’t wait,” you smiled, “I didn’t have time to tell you earlier but I think you’re so fucking cool. I see your cosplays and makeup looks all the time on instagram, you’re so talented it's crazy!” 

“Thank you! I need to check your account out, what's your name?” She asked, immediately opening instagram. 

“There you guys are!” Chris waved you over to join them as the two of you came back to the green room, “Where were you?” 

“We had to pee.” Angela said, sitting down on the couch, leaving a space in between her and Vin. 

"We thought you got lost, we were going to send Rick out to find you." Vinny laughed, and for some reason all of a sudden you felt shy around him.

You sat down when Angela patted the spot she strategically left for you next to Vin, and as you sat down, he carefully placed a hand on your knee, causing you to freeze.

“Get any hot pictures of me?” He smirked, and you noticed Ricky’s eyes on you both. 

“Maybe…” 

“Can I see?” 

“No, they need editing first! I’ll get that done tonight if I don’t fall asleep too quickly. But I can’t promise anything, I’m so tired.”

"Go back to the bus and have a nap," he smiled, "We won't be here too much longer."

“But it’s cold on the bus.” You complained, and he agreed.

You felt Vinny snake an arm around you, and pull you close so you rested your head on his shoulder. You caught Angela smirking at you from the corner of your eye, it would’ve gone noticed by the guys too if they weren’t watching a video Justin was showing them of a girl playing timebomb on the guitar, which seemed pretty impressive. 

You let yourself shut your eyes, and before you knew it, you were asleep. 

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[bellewintersroe]

Sebastian Vettel x RBDesignEngingeer! Reader.

Set in 2013 during the GP, Jennifer is fresh out of uni and has made a name for herself within the F1 world. She joins Redbull-Renault as one of their engineer designers and easily fits into the team, forming friendships easily. Most of all, she captures the attention of three time world champion, Sebastian Vettel.

Part 7 omg time for some angst, let’s just say Sebastian doesn’t know how to handle his jealousy so well and it’s obvious when Jen has a conversation with his rival Lewis Hamilton… here’s the LINK to part 6.

Hungary, July 2013.

“Look at you!” Sebastian face lit up as I laughed out loud, amused at the fact I was in his oversized Red Bull uniform. “You’re like a pint sized driver! I love it!” His eyes scanned me up as down as I couldn’t help but snicker. “Let me take a picture!” Sebastian pulled out his I phone, clicking several pictures of me. Others crowded around, amused at my outfit change. We were just having a bit of fun, even Christian and the bigger managers were finding it funny that I was practically drowned out in his jumpsuit. “She looks better than I do.” Seb then commented, standing up off the edge he was perched upon. “And I’m gonna steal her for myself.” He teased, wrapping both arms around my waist and lifting me off the floor. He practically took off as I held onto his shoulders, bouncing around.

Sebastian was giggling to himself, smiling and grinning wildly like a child who’d just stolen a handful of sweets from the shop. “Where are you taking me?” I asked I amusement, feeling him momentarily put me down and pick me up in a more bridal style manner the moment we got through the garage doors. “It’s a surprise.”

“Wow, so romantic.” I giggled as he smiled back to me, carrying me towards his car. “How do you get in?” “I’ll put you in.” He gently spoke, slipping my legs into the Red Bull as I felt a momentary feeling of horror that I was sat in something that costs millions. “I love it!” Sebastian clapped as I froze, holding my hands out. Gaining a burst of excitement, I started pretending to turn the wheel making car noises. Sebastian snapped more pictures of me as I giggled excitedly. I’d worked around these cars for years, never once had I actually been in one. “I think I could drive one of these.” I confidently nodded, Seb leaning against the car with a smirk. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” “You need a helmet first.” Sebastian pointed out as I pretended to press on all the buttons. “Fuck the helmet. I won’t be crashing.”

“Of course…” He played along as I looked up to him with a smirk, playfully rolling my eyes. “I can’t even drive in the first place.” “You can’t?!” He exclaimed. “No, I failed my test twice then gave up when I went to uni.” I glanced around the car, slowly pushing myself out. “It’s a bit dangerous with nothing in front of you, no?” I pointed back to the front bit. “Maybe… that’s why we have our helmets.” He knocked on my head playfully. I sat back down, analysing the car. “What do you think we need?” He asked, resting his his chin on his palm, on the side of the car. “Something for protection, that won’t obstruct the view. I dunno, I don’t know how many people would like something there.” I looked back, watching him attempt to see the same thing I was. “Would it be safer?”

“Yes.” “Then I agree with you.” I stood up once again, allowing him to help me out as I thanked him softly. “Do you want to come out for a few drinks tonight?” “Yeah, sure, who’s going?” I began unzipping the suit seeing as I was growing a little warm in Sebastian’s jumpsuit. “Uh- I can ask around…” he slowly spoke, giving me a funny look. “Okay!” It wasn’t until after that conversation did I realise what he was asking me. Did he mean drinks just him and me? Did I ruin that? On my way out I was deep in thought, not looking where I was going when I thumped into somebody’s shoulder, my phone going flying across the floor. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” The stranger spoke, running over to pick up my phone. Except, it was no stranger, it was Lewis fucking Hamilton. My breath hitched, “no, no, I’m sorry, I should’ve been looking where I was going!” I exclaimed.

“That makes two of us then.” He handed my phone back over. “Thank you.” I awkwardly laughed. “You’re Jennifer, right? You work at-“ he pointed towards the Red Bull garages. “Red Bull, right?”

“Yeah, yeah, I do. It’s Lewis isn’t it?” I laughed, glancing back to see Sebastian looking over slightly. I offered him a quick smile before turning back to poor Lewis who I’d just barged into. “Yeah.” He laughed gently, showing me a row of his really white teeth. He definitely was a pretty boy.

“I was always a Mercedes fan growing fan growing up, don’t tell anybody.” I admitted. “Oh really?” Amusement lit up on his face. “Maybe you’ll have to come find a job in our garages.” He nodded back to the other one as I choked out a small laugh, surprised.

“Noo, I couldn’t do that.” He was smiling at me, in a way that seemed almost flirtatious, I couldn’t tell. “I’m just messing with you, it’s nice to meet you anyway, I’ll see you around.” He patted my arm. “You too.” I politely spoke before we moved back into our own directions. When I turned back up to the Red Bull garage, Sebastian had a frown on his face, as soon as he saw me look back he disappeared. Something about it didn’t sit right with me, but I continued making my way back to the hotel. I wasn’t sure why he looked so pissed off, or why exactly he was watching, I know Lewis was one of his biggest competitions, but we were just having a conversation? That evening I took all night to get ready, texting Loretta who had decided to come out for a couple drinks as well. I was walking around in my towel, taking breaks in between each makeup step. That’s when I noticed a door in between my hotel room and somebody else’s. Maybe nobody was in there? I curiously spun the lock, causing it to fling open. I gasped in a panic and it revealed no other than Sebastian laid on his bed watching TV. He had an immediate look of surprise on his face, not even moving as his eyes widened, taking in my towel cladded state. “Oh, hello.” He began laughing as nervous laughter racked through me. I love how he didn’t even question the fact I’d opened the door between our bedrooms.

“Hi- I got curious and started twisting it, I didn’t even realise it would open!” I quickly spoke as Sebastian shrugged. “I knew it was you, could hear you singing in the shower.” Great. “Oh- I’ll go now anyway, sorry.” “No, no it’s fine. Leave it open, I could do with the company.” “Company listening to me get ready for the next hour.” I teased as he smirked towards me. God, the way he was looking at me like he wanted to devour me. He nodded gently as I offered him another smile. “Okay. Fun.”

When I was ready he was wandering around my room, smelling my perfumes, watching the TV. “I saw you talking to Lewis earlier…” he pondered whilst looking through the several perfume bottles I had. Part of me thought he wasn’t actually interested in them, he just wanted to look occupied whilst bringing Lewis up. “Oh yeah?” I glanced back to him in the mirror whilst I topped up my lipgloss. “Mmmmh.” He hummed, smiling to himself. “I almost took him out, didn’t see him.” I giggled.

“He is quite… small I suppose.” I spluttered out a laugh. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I spun around, leaning against the dressing table with an amused smile.

“Nothing- you look beautiful.” He was quick to shake it off, the comment going straight to my cheeks that blushed a vibrant colour. “Thank you.” I giggled turning down to the floor. “Still, why is Lewis small?” I probed sensing he was feeling a little jealousy. “No reason.” Seb snickered, fixing his hair slightly in the mirror besides me. I made eye contact, smirking and glancing him up and down before spraying myself with 4 different perfumes. Excessive, but I couldn’t decide which one I preferred. Hannah and James knocked on my door, joining us as both Seb and I spilled out the room earning some weird looks. Nobody said anything but I knew exactly what they were thinking. The club was booming, the music was loud and the drinks were flowing too easily. I’d been drinking a lethal cocktail of alcohol, buzzing to be in the party atmosphere with all my friends.

“Was he flirting with you?” A voice questioned, I turned around to see Sebastian, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Who?” I spoke into his ear. “Lewis.” I playfully rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

“No, I don’t think so, why?!” “No reason.” He smirked. “You’re jealous.” With a bit of Dutch courage I poked his chest, “never.” Sebastian’s hand was grazing over my hip as I spoke to him, rubbing his shoulder. His head tilted to the side, smiling down to me with a knowing expression. “You are.” I firmed as it was his turn to roll his eyes. “No need to be jealous.” I shrugged, hand sliding off him. “No?” He asked. “No.” I firmed smiling back up to him. There was a singular second before I felt a hand on the back of my head, pushing both mine and Sebastian’s faces together. James. Way to ruin it! I sighed, taking myself back to the bar to retrieve another drink, stealing one more glimpse to Sebastian who was chatting a way to a bunch of mechanics. Maybe a little more alcohol would help me make a bolder move…

[fanartandfanfiction]

Meatball on the run

@voxophile sent me this idea and it was HYSTERICAL so I wrote a little drabble about it. I made myself laugh writing this one. Enjoy!

“Do you have Meatball?” Ominis asked, coming into the dining area.

“Um, no, I thought YOU had him.” Melody replied.

“I thought YOU had him!”

“Uh oh, mom and dad have lost their child!” Sebastian teased.

“Shut it!” Melody jumped up.

“If someone finds him and they don’t know he’s harmless, they might kill him! We have to find him!”

They all turned their heads as they heard screaming coming from the staff table. 

Professor Garlick was screaming as Meatball slithered into her lap. Professor Ronen attempted to grab him with tongs and Meatball slithered down his legs. Ronen began jumping around on one foot, trying to shake him off. Meatball went flying and began slithering away and Professor Howin dove towards him. 

Professor Sharp had just entered and saw the chaos and began running. He saw Meatball and his eyes widened. “NO! NO, IT’S OK! HE’S A PET!” 

Ominis and Melody ran towards Meatball just as Professor Black was entering. Ominis heard Meatball gasp.

“HE’S THE BIGGEST SNAKE I’VE EVER SEEN!” He made a beeline for Professor Black who, upon seeing him, let out a blood curdling shriek and jumped into the arms of the closest person, which happened to be Madame Kogawa. 

“MEATBALL NO!” Melody dove towards him but Meatball was zooming towards Black and Kogawa. Kogawa threw him off of her and bolted. 

“FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND FRIEND!” Meatball was enamored with the headmaster. 

Black was still screaming as Meatball reached him, and slithered up around his neck. 

“PHINEAS IT’S ALRIGHT, HE’S A PET!” Sharp screamed as Black rolled across the floor shrieking and trying to pry Meatball away from his neck. 

Meatball, upon seeing the group of people rushing towards him, attempted to hide. Unfortunately the place he chose was inside the headmaster’s jacket. 

Phineas’ screams went up an octave and Sharp ripped his jacket off. Meatball was terrified and disappeared once more.

“WHAT IS GOING ON?!” Professor Weasley screamed. 

It looked like a renaissance painting. Black was on the floor in the fetal position, with Sharp kneeling beside him holding the torn jacket. The staff table had been flipped in the chaos, Garlick and Ronen had ended up covered in food. Madame Kogawa was standing on a chair, Melody and Ominis had slipped in the spilled food and were on the floor, and Sebastian was trying to help them up. 

“SNAKE! THERE WAS A SNAKE!” Black screamed. 

“It’s alright, he’s harmless! He’s a pet!” Melody explained. 

His eyes snapped over to her. “YOU! Of course you’re involved in this! You’ve done nothing but cause trouble since you’ve gotten here! You are-“

“HE’S MINE!” Ominis shouted. “And as a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin, I’m entitled to have a snake as my pet! YOU upset him! I should call my father, and-“

“No, no, Mr. Gaunt! My apologies! He startled me!” Black was backpedaling. 

“Now you’ve frightened him and my beloved pet is missing!” 

“My sincerest apologies Mr. Gaunt!”

Melody snorted beside him and Black glared at her. 

“I’ll have you know Meatball wanted to meet you, he could tell you were a well-to-do Slytherin, and then you with your screaming and wailing scared him away! If my pet is not returned to me, I will-“

“We’ll find him right away, Mr. Gaunt! STAFF! FIND THE SNAKE! Find…Meatball?”

“Marinara. Meatball Marinara Gaunt.” Melody added.

“Right. We’ll find Meatball and return him to you at once.” He left the dining hall and Sharp stomped over and yanked Melody and Ominis off the ground with ease.

“Are you INSANE? Why would you let him do that?!”

“He escaped!” Melody protested. “We didn’t know where he was!” 

“I did hear him say that he liked Black. He said he was the biggest snake he’d ever seen.” Ominis smiled. 

“HA!” Melody laughed.

“ENOUGH!” Sharp shouted. “You’re lucky that Mr. Gaunt has an esteemed family or you’d both be expelled!” 

“Ha, you sounded like a spoiled brat.” Melody laughed.

“How about a you’re welcome for saving your ass?!” 

“Go. Find. The snake. NOW!” Sharp barked. 

“I’ll go see if he went home.” Ominis said. 

“I’ll check this floor.” Melody replied. 

“I’ll check my underwear because I laughed so hard I may have pissed myself.” Sebastian snorted. 

“I’ll check the dungeons. Now go.” Sharp demanded. 

“Phineas, it’s alright, they said he’s harmless!” Matilda was attempting to calm Professor Black down in his office. “Everyone is looking for him, we’ll find him in no time. How about I fix you a relaxing cup of tea?”

“Thank you, Matilda.” Phineas sighed and sat down at his desk. He had an extreme fear of snakes. His heart was still racing. He rested his head in his hands and closed his eyes, breathing deeply.

Then a small tongue flicked across his hand.

Matilda dropped the teacup she was holding as Phineas let out a glass shattering scream. She sighed and cleaned it up. It was just another day at work. 

[lily-alphonse]

Sam/Haley?

(Saley? 🤭)

Saley? Or Ham. LMAO

Hmmmmmmm this one. This one irks me. They sure would be pretty though.

I'm itching to put them in some kind of AU because my mind screams that they don’t make sense in their current context. There has to be an inciting factor like both working as camp counselors in a nearby town or going to college together or something. (Or… Scooby Doo AU? A little Fred/Daphne dynamic perhaps?)

Like maybe Haley has considered it, kinda liked the rogue skater, class clown thing Sam had going on. But she was always expected to be with the star athlete.

Ok wait maybe the inciting incident is Alex coming out as gay. That could work. Farmer shows up, we have an “oh no he’s HOT 😩” moment and Haley is left in the dust.

She’s pissed at first but then realizes she’s free. She can truly do whatever she wants. Who is going to care, now that the rumor mill is abuzz with Alex’s scandal?

She experiments with her fashion. Tries new hobbies. She goes to visit Emily at work and even gets a little tipsy and dances. And one Friday night she sees Sam there playing pool with Sebastian and she can’t help herself. He’s so fucking tall and edgy, it’s an exciting kind of intimidating. But Haley can be intimidating too, despite her size.

“Sebastian. Sam.” She greets them both with her arms crossed and an easy smile.

“Uh. Hi.” Sebastian is the first to respond, straightening up from where he was lining up a shot.

“In light of recent events I feel the need to ask if either of you are gay,” Haley starts.

“What?” Sebastian asks in disbelief.

“No,” Sam says immediately.

Haley meets his eyes with a predatory sort of smile. “Alright, prove it. Dance with me.”

Sam kind of chuckles and bites his lip, looking over at Sebastian. “Man I know we’re in the middle of something but…”

Sebastian rolls his eyes and points to Haley. “You, wait there two turns. If you still want him after I kick his ass you can have him for tonight.”

Haley chuckles. “Deal.”

It’s actually kind of torture, in a good way. She has a front row seat to watch his body move, his eyebrows furrow and tongue sticking out when he’s concentrating.

She doesn’t know much about pool, so she doesn’t care that Sebastian is right about kicking his ass. All she cares about is the man rounding the table to meet her, as Sebastian goes off to find Abby.

“Hi,” Sam says with a cheeky smile down at her. He isn’t shy, getting close and personal already.

“Hi,” she gives him her best flirty smile.

“Still up to dance with a loser?”

“Can’t really be considered a loser with the hottest girl in here on your arm.”

He chuckles at that, taking her hand to guide them to the dancefloor. She’s caught a bit off-guard by his forwardness but damn if it isn’t sexy as hell. And his hand is big 🫠

His hands move to her waist on the dancefloor and they sway with some distance between them to continue speaking.

“I don’t know how you can be so confident about that by the way," He says once their settled into a rhythm.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I mean, just look at Pam. You’ve got some stiff competition.”

“Oh har-har very funny,” she rolls her eyes but fights a smile.

“Ooo tough crowd.”

“I’m tough to please.”

“I can imagine. But correct me if I’m wrong Princess, seems like you’re already sold on me.”

The sudden nickname almost gets her flustered. She decides to ignore it. Ignore it and definitely not file it away in her brain to obsess over later. “Not sold at all, that’s why I asked for a dance and not your hand in marriage.”

“I see. This is my test drive then?”

“You could call it that.”

“You look beautiful.”

It’s obviously a line. But it comes so suddenly that Haley does get flustered this time. “I know,” she blurts, and then, “thank you.”

His smile widens at her blush. “I’m serious, I like the new look. You seem more like yourself.”

“Myself? And how would you know?” she raises a perfect eyebrow at him as its his turn to get sheepish.

“Oh, well I just mean like, I don’t know. It suits you. You seem happier.”

She thinks about that, looking at his shirt instead of his eyes. She has been feeling happier. She sighs and leans into Sam, closing the distance between them to lay her head against his pounding chest. He stops swaying, surprised. She smiles at how fast his heart is going under his facade.

“I am happier, I think.”

DAMN OK I DONE GONE AN CONVINCED MYSELF LMAO these two are kinda fire ngl I think theyd both be sassy and flirty the banter is top tier

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[grandeoatmilklatte]

Pain and Pledges Pt. 2 (College AU!Ominis x F!MC)

I'm back with the part 2 of my Gaunt Friday College AU Frat Boy Ominis fic! Sorry this took longer than I wanted to post, but hopefully the wait was worth it! There is some yummy smut in here as a thank you for waiting!

Pain and Pledges Pt 2. - College AU Ominis Gaunt x F!MC || Summary: After a chaotic game of truth or dare, you try to figure out where you stand with Ominis. 2.8k words.

Warnings: NSFW/18+ || f!ng3r!ng || PinV s3x || loss of v!r!g!n!ty || all characters are college age thus they're 18+!

Part 1 here:

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The cold air smacked you hard in the face as you darted outside, the air drying your tears that had begun to fall. You needed a minute to breathe. Ominis was clearly angry at Imelda for her behavior during the game, but you had no idea if you were included in that anger as well. Did he not want you to kiss him? He had been giving you signs all night that he was interested, between the flirty comments and the effort he made to get to know you, not to mention the way he kissed you back. Then why did he ignore you? You made the decision to go find him, but were stopped by Garreth who had followed you outside. 

“Are you okay? That was a little crazy back there!” Garreth chuckled. “I uh…also wasn’t expecting you to kiss Gaunt. You want to tell me about that?” 

Guilt started to fill you as you realized you hadn’t mentioned to Garreth how you felt about Ominis. You recounted your interactions so far - the library, and the party prior to the stupid game, and you explained how you felt about him. He was surprised, but supportive, his thumbs coming up to your face to wipe the tears from your eyes, and providing you words of encouragement as you made your way back inside.

The party was still going, the music and talking party guests making the space incredibly loud. You scanned the main living room and kitchen, but there was no sign of Ominis, so you headed upstairs, the other boys not paying much mind to you as you reached their bedrooms. You were greeted with a hallway with several doors. The sound of yelling down the hall alerted you to which room was Ominis’s, making your way there. 

You placed your ear to the door, but you didn’t have to as the fighting was loud enough to hear from several feet away.

“Oh please Ominis, I am not jealous of her! She’s just a dumb little freshman. I don't see what you’re so upset about anyway. I’m sure all you want is to fuck her and I’m sure she’ll be desperate enough to do it.” Imelda growled.

“So embarrassing me and a girl I fancy isn’t something to be upset about?!”. Ominis barked back at her. “You should be grateful I don’t air out more of your secrets. Do you remember why I broke up with you? Or did you lose some brain cells from lack of oxygen while you were busy choking on Sebastian’s cock?” You heard silence on Imelda’s end, left to wonder what type of facial expression she was sporting. 

Ominis continued. “I imagine she won’t want to join Kappa after the torture you put her through tonight, but if she does, you’re going to let her in, and you’re going to be nice to her. Don’t forget that house president elections are coming up. If you fuck with her again, I can promise you your days as president, as well as your days as a Kappa will be numbered. Do I make myself clear?” His voice was calm but very threatening. 

“Do I…make myself…clear?!” he growled, having not received a vocal answer from Imelda. She let out a soft “Yes” that was barely audible with the door in between you. “Good. Now get the fuck out of my room!” Ominis screamed. 

You found it incredibly sexy how Ominis was standing up for you in front of Imelda, albeit a little scary. You certainly didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that tone. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you momentarily forgot Imelda was supposed to be exiting from the same door you were leaning up against, resulting in you jumping when Imelda ripped open the bedroom door.

Imelda looked at you as though she wanted to strangle you, but remembering Ominis’s threats, she chose her words carefully. “Freshy! Hey!” She said through gritted teeth. You saw Ominis’s head shoot up and look towards your direction at the sound of the stupid nickname that was now synonymous with you. Like Imelda, he didn’t expect you to be on the other side of the door hearing the entire exchange. 

“Look, I’m really sorry about tonight. We were just having a little fun! Come, let’s grab a drink!” The fakeness was dripping off of her, and while you would have loved to indulge in the torture of Imelda having to be nice to you, you had more important matters to deal with. 

“Uh, maybe later, I’d actually like to talk to Ominis.” You said faking a smile of your own, accepting that faking a smile would be a normal occurrence with her going forward. She rolled her eyes at you as you entered the bedroom, closing the door behind you, assuming that Imelda would repeat the same action you were just doing. 

Ominis’s room was a sight to behold. The wallpaper was a dark emerald green (were you even allowed to wallpaper a dorm room?!). In one corner of the room was a chest of drawers, a writing desk, and a bookshelf, all being made of a dark walnut wood. There was also a chair with matching walnut wood and emerald green cushioning. In the other corner of the room there was a queen sized bed with luscious satin sheets in the same shade of green as the rest of the room, and this is where you found Ominis, sitting on the bed, looking up at you with guilt in his eyes. 

“You heard all that didn’t you? She had no right to treat you that way. I…I don’t usually abuse my privileges here, but she deserved it. She’s not going to hurt you again…no one at this school will…I’m sorry.” he trailed off, eyes pointing away from your direction in shame. 

You joined him on the bed, taking his hands in yours, his head turning back in your direction. “Hey, it’s okay! I know we barely know each other, but…I really like you, I’ve liked you since the moment I met you in the library, and I can’t stop thinking about you.” He squeezed your hand in response, which made your heart do a backflip as you continued. “I don’t know if you're looking for something more serious or just casual…but I want you. I want to be with you.” Your heart raced as he sat in silence. You were about to get up and leave, assuming you had upset him, but he finally responded in the form of his hands coming up to hold your cheeks as he crashed his lips into yours. 

You two were much quicker when it came to involving your tongues this time, your lips parting immediately for him so that his tongue could slip inside. His hands came to rest on your body as yours found their way into his blond hair, one of his hands resting on your lower back while the other rested on your upper thigh right under your dress. This kiss was rougher than the first as you moaned against each other’s lips. You involuntarily began to lean back onto his bed, pulling him down with you so that he was half on top of you. Your dress hiked up on its own from the change in position, allowing Ominis’s hand to move to the top of your thigh. You continued in this position for another moment until he pulled away. 

“You’ve been on my mind nonstop since the library as well. You were so kind and so gentle, people normally aren’t that way with me. I’m sure you know I have a bit of a reputation here. I don’t mind having one sometimes, it helps me keep people in check. But you, you didn’t care about that. The sound of your voice, the smell of your perfume, the feeling of your skin - I want all of it, all the time. I want to be with you too. Do you… want to be my girlfriend?”

You answered his question with a silent response as well, pulling him back into your lips. As you kissed, you adjusted yourselves so that he was completely on top of you, your legs spread to accommodate him between them. Without breaking the kiss, you sat up slightly, removing your jacket. Ominis noticed, his hands coming up to your bare shoulders, his fingers hooking under the small spaghetti straps of your dress and pulling them down slightly. 

He pulled away, resting his forehead against yours as you caught your breaths. “Darling. I would love nothing more than to take you right now, make you mine, but I know you said you’re a virgin. I don’t want to do anything you don’t feel comfortable with.” His voice was soft and delicate. He truly cared about you and your comfort. Just when you thought you couldn’t fall any harder for him. 

“I want you Ominis. Please.” you pleaded, pulling him back into your lips. His hands came back to the straps of your dress, peeling them down your arms as he slipped you out of your dress, leaving you in your bra, panties and fishnets. One of his hands came around your back to unhook your bra, and once it was off, he brought his head down, taking your nipple in his mouth. You softly moaned as he sucked, his mouth alternating between each one. His hand made its way under the waistband of your panties, his fingers slipping between your folds. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me darling!” he groaned, his fingers becoming coated in your wetness. You tried to hold in your moans, remembering that you were at a party, but the more he worked you, the louder you got, the dorm room being filled with the sounds of your pleasure. 

“Oh baby, I love the pretty sounds you’re making for me. Please don’t hide them. Be as loud as you want. I want to hear you moan for me!” He let out another groan as he slipped the two fingers that had been rubbing at your clit inside of you, moving them in and out of you, knowing your release was close based on your sounds. 

“Ominis!” You cried out as you felt yourself break, your first real orgasm hitting you. You had explored yourself before, but it had never felt this good, nothing could compare to this. He pulled his fingers out of your waistband, sucking them clean. As you caught your breath and came down from your high, he undressed himself before repositioning himself between your legs. 

You wondered if he knew you still had your panties and fishnets on. You almost went to remove them, but his hands came to your inner thighs spreading your legs further before his fingers came to meet at your cunt. In one quick motion, Ominis slipped his fingers in between the holes of your fishnets and ripped them open, giving him an opening and access to you. You let out a giggle, heart racing at the thought of how eager he was for you. Before he went any further, his head moved up in your direction. “Are you still sure you want this, darling?”

“Yes Ominis! Please!” You cried out. You knew it seemed a little quick, but you had never felt like this before about anyone, and all you wanted in that moment was him. “Just be gentle with me.” 

“Of course, love.” He said softly as he pulled your panties to the side with one hand and lined himself up with your entrance with the other. You braced yourself as he slowly pushed in. You whimpered at the entry, but it wasn’t too painful, your still present wetness serving as a lubricant. Once he had filled you entirely, he paused, allowing your body to adjust to him, which it did fairly quickly. Any feelings of pain or discomfort had morphed into a feeling of pleasure. You lightly thrusted your hips up towards him letting him know you were ready for him to move. 

Ominis’s pace was slow as he pulled out of you almost entirely before pushing back into you, the feeling was incredible. The room once again began to fill with breathy moans coming from you both. You wrapped your legs around his back which elicited a giggle out of Ominis. “Does that feel good, darling? You’re taking me so well.”

You let out a giggle of your own. “Yes! So good! You can speed up, I’m okay. I’ll let you know if it’s too much!”

It seemed as though something went off in his head when you said that, as he immediately obeyed, hands coming up to grip your thighs as he became rougher, slamming into you over and over. You felt another orgasm creeping up on you, your moans became louder and more frantic as he fucked you hard. You stopped caring about any of the party goers hearing you as you cried out for Ominis to keep going. “You’re being such a good girl, my love! I can tell you’re close. I can feel you tightening up around me. Come on baby! You feel so good.” He groaned through gritted teeth.

The encouragement was all you needed. With another scream of his name, your second release hit you. He slowed down slightly to allow you to compose yourself, but was still going, his own release moments away. You sat up slightly, bringing your lips to his, the kiss messy with all the movement. In between kisses he whispered how perfect you were, and that you were all his now, he words bringing more moans out of you.

He abruptly pulled away from your lips and pulled out of you, warm ropes of his release painting your stomach as he whimpered your name. Once you were thoroughly covered in him, he chuckled. “I’m sorry, darling! I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to…I can clean you up.” 

You giggled. “It’s okay baby, but next time why not make that mess in my mouth instead.” You knew he couldn’t see the flirty smile on your face, but you hoped you conveyed the message in your voice.

“Next time?” A huge smile crossed his face at your confirmation that you enjoyed yourself and wanted more of him. He leaned down to meet your lips once again. 

Once he had cleaned you up and you took a moment to bask in each other, lying wrapped in each other arms, you decided it was time to return to the party. You ditched your destroyed fishnets, Ominis chuckling and offering to buy you a new pair. He held your hand as you descended the stairs, the eyes of the party goers locked on you as they whispered to each other. Earlier, the whispers made you feel uneasy, but now, you couldn’t care less. You spent the rest of the party attached to each other, always in his lap or wrapped in his arms as you mingled. Ominis introduced you to his friends, showed you around the Frat house, and kissed you multiple times throughout the night. You made sure many of his kisses were in view of Imelda, who just rolled her eyes every time. 

When the party had come to a close, you found Garreth again, having temporarily separated from Ominis as he was needed to help get people out. 

“Seems like you had a lovely night!” Garreth shot you a knowing look. You felt heat rise in your cheeks as you gave him a shocked expression.

Garreth answered your silent question. “Well, I didn’t hear anything, but Imelda sure was upset when she came downstairs, complaining that the two of you were going at it. It felt good to see that bitch scowling all evening! You’re not still pledging after this are you?” 

“Of course I am! Someone has to keep her in check, right? Maybe I’ll even run for house president!” You said confidently, knowing you had Ominis on your side for whatever you decided to do. Garreth walked you over to the front door, ready to bid you farewell for the night when Ominis showed up. 

“Are you leaving? I was hoping you would spend the night, darling.”

“I thought you weren’t allowed to have girls sleep over?” 

“Oh we’re not, but I’m the house president, I can do whatever I want!” A flirty smile formed on his face. 

It was already after 1am by the time the house had cleared out, all the boys returning to their dorm rooms for the night. You were cuddled up in Ominis’s arms, having just made love for a second time that night. You were much quieter this time, not wanting to wake anyone in the house.

You lay by his side, reflecting on your first week of college. You made it through your classes, you were finally reunited with your best friend, you were joining a sorority, you lost your virginity to an amazing guy, and that guy was now your boyfriend. Things were great so far. You knew things would get tough eventually, but you found comfort in knowing you had such wonderful people by your side.

You drifted off to sleep, dreaming about what other amazing things the school year could bring you.

[e1izaaxkles]

“Siren..”

Sirenbur x oc

Prologue

Waking up and stretching my arms way above my head, I throw the covers off my body over in the left direction. I get off my bed, stand up, and walk into my bathroom, rubbing my eyes as I look at myself in the mirror. “Can’t believe I’m still living in this shitty apartment..” I mutter to myself. I brush my teeth and comb out my midnight blue hair before walking back into my bedroom and over to my closet, getting out my work uniform and changing into it quickly. My work attire consisted of a short, tan pencil skirt and a white button-up which I normally pair with black heels and a long coat since Brighton is always cold. I grab my phone and purse, shove my phone into my purse, and walk out the door, making my way to the elevator. My neighbor, Wilbur, steps out of his apartment looking extremely tired. He’s wearing a black button-up with navy dress trousers that are paired with a coat and Doc Martens. ‘He looks nice today.’ I think to myself. “Hey, Wilbur,” I say as he stands beside me. “Oh, hello, Eliza. How have you been this week?” He asks as we both wait for the elevator which takes such a long time since we live on the top floor. “I’ve been good, how’ve you been?” I continue the conversation, trying to be polite. Wilbur has always seemed like such a strange character. He doesn’t talk to people unless he’s seen their faces many times and never under any circumstances lets anyone into his apartment. He freaks out when you ask! “I’ve uh- I’ve been okay.” He responds. Once the elevator finally gets to our floor and saves me from this awkward situation we both go on and Wilbur presses ‘L’. “So, uh- Eliza. You’ve never really told me where you work.” “Oh! I work at the police station, I’m a detective. Right now we’re trying to figure out what the hell Siren is planning.” I say a sigh of annoyance leaves my lips at the end of my sentence. “Y’know, maybe he’s just- taking a break?” “Well, I’m also kinda obsessed with Siren… I am just dying to know what he looks like under the mask!” I say as I imagine what he looks like under that damn mask. I get snapped out of my thoughts when I hear Wilbur’s soft giggles, I turn to look at him to be met with the softest, cutest face I have ever seen. Before I can say anything else I hear the ding which means we’ve made it to the lobby floor. Me and Wilbur walk out of the elevator and walk opposite ways since he parks in the parking garage and I walk to work. “Cya later, Will!” I shout as I walk backward, seeing him hold up the peace sign as he walks out into the parking garage. I walk out of my apartment complex and walk to work which is only a few minutes away. Once I arrive I prepare myself for the dickheads that are my colleagues before walking into the building. I walk in and go straight to my office, ignoring all the stairs that everyone is giving me. “Oh! Eliza, you finally decide to show up. You’re gonna have to work later tonight.” My boss, Sebastian says. “What! Why?!” I snap. I hate having to work late! “Because we need you to try and get more evidence.” “Evidence from where?! And for what? We only have one concern right now and that’s to find out what Siren is planning!” I yell. Sebastian only has one care in the world and that’s money. As long as he has money he’s fine. And that’s probably why I’m still living in my shitty-ass apartment. “Whatever. I still want you to work late. Hang out with Greg or something. I don’t care.” He says as he walks out of my office. I groan and close the door. He loves torturing me! Guess I better make the most of this.

11 p.m. rolls around way too fast. I only have to stay in this stupid office for what, two more hours? Sebastian told me before he left that I just had to stay until 1 a.m. Then I can leave. I pick up the tennis ball on my desk and throw it up, catching it in my left hand and doing the same, throwing it with one hand and catching it with the other. I do that for about 30 minutes before I get bored. I pull out my phone and turn on a movie. This should last until 1. And I was right. 1 a.m. rolls around at the end of the movie and I get up, putting my phone back in my purse and walking out of the building. As I’m about to walk past an alleyway I get pulled into it, a large hand slapping over my mouth. The person pins me to the brick wall, their hand still on my mouth. I look at the person in shock. ‘I-is that…’ “Siren..?” I whisper into his hand. The blue fabric that covers his eyes looks so perfect with his curly brown hair. I came to notice that he hasn’t shaved since there’s stubble on his chin and under his nose. He takes his hand away from my mouth, a smirk forming on his face. “Hello, little one.” He mutters. “W-what… What are you and the syndicate planning?” Is the first thing I say to him, it’s the only thing that comes to mind. “Oh, you’ll have to work for that answer, sweetheart.” He says. “W-what do you mean?” “I mean… work for me, sexually…” He whispers into my ear, his hot breath on my neck. A shiver runs down my spine. Why does he have to be so hot? I gulp, nodding hesitantly. “I mean, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. I’m not gonna force you to do anything.” “N-no! I want to!” I shout out at him, immediately clamping a hand over my mouth out of pure embarrassment. “Good girl.” He whispers in my ear one last time before nipping at my neck.

[almost-peterparker]

Possible

Chapter 3

Word Count: 1775

A/N: This one is a bit short, apologies //TW// abuse, strong language, violence, gore, etc. Also, the plot is going to be based on the manga!

You could tell that Ciel and yourself felt the same way about the idea of having to participate in a dance. His reaction was a visible twitch, yours being somewhat similar. Your reaction caused Mara to snicker. She knew that you had absolutely no dancing experience, she did. "I think it'll definitely be cuuuute!" Elizabeth squealed. "You can wear the clothes I picked for you!" She then went on some small tangent on how much of a dream would be to dance with Ciel. Ciel and Sebastian eventually headed up to the study as you and Mara went along to do other things. By that, you meant that you had nothing to do so you followed Mara around while she did her thing. After a while Mara left you, saying (suspiciously) that she had to go talk to Ciel. You shrugged it off, assuming it was something non-important, and just walked around to keep yourself busy. After a whole lot of doing nothing, Sebastian spontaneously appeared right behind you. This nearly made you shit bricks when you turned around to see him. "Jesus!" You exclaimed while preventing a heart attack. This made the butler chuckle, "Not quite." You stared at him momentarily, "Oh haha, I'm not sure if you've ever been made aware but you're hilarious man." You respond rather flatly. Sebastian merely smiled, "Of course, if I couldn't do that-" You cut him off, "Then what kind of a butler would you be right?" His brows raised in response but he still kept that stupid smile on his pretty face. As you looked at him you thought, 'Calm down, (Y/n) he isn't THAT attractive.... Damn it, I'm a liar, that's for sure.' "Lady (Y/n), did you hear me?" You hear Sebastian question, dragging you out of your thoughts as you look directly at the man plaguing them. "Uh...Yes...?" You say, not wanting him to think you were intentionally blocking him out. This elicits a sigh from the man as he stares down at you. "You weren't paying any sort of attention, were you?" "No.." You sigh. "I thought not, Lady Mara took it upon herself to inform me that you have no etiquette or experience when it comes to, as she referred to it, 'Victorian ball dance things.' As a Phantomhive servant, she felt that it was necessary for you to know how to at least dance.'" You, again, stared at the butler. "Nah, I'm okay. I'm a servant, no need to go to the ball."

"My lady, it wasn't a suggestion, I agree. To be a proper servant, especially one serving closely to the young master, you must know the simplicities of our era's celebration." This causes you to groan, "Dancing is not a 'simplicity', Sebastian, especially not when you're from my era. We don't normally have any sort of 'Ball' related things." "Precisely why I, myself, will be teaching you to dance." This made you panic internally considering that lately you'd been thinking more about how attractive the butler is. "Psh, I can figure it out myself." You laugh nervously, trying to back out of it, "I'll just be a wallflower, it's all good." Sebastian shook his head, muttering, "Just like the young master." He looked up at you, "Again, my lady, it wasn't a suggestion, now if you would follow me." He turned from you and began walking, leaving no room for any protests or arguments. You grumble and follow him; this leads you to walk into a ballroom of sorts. There was a record player off to the side. Sebastian walked over to it and turned it on, and soft music began to thrum from it. He approached you and held out a hand, "May I have this dance, My Lady?" He gave his signature smile. "I'm gonna stop you there, can you please stop calling me 'Lady (Y/n)' or 'My Lady', you make me feel old." He raised a brow at you, looking rather amused. "What would you prefer?" You hesitantly took his hand, you just knew you were going to trample this poor man's feet. "Just, (Y/n), none of that prim and proper stuff." "Of course, (Y/n)."

Returning back to the task at hand, you spoke, "Sebastian, I warn you; I lack any and all forms of grace. There is no way, even with your demon abilities, you will make it out unscathed," Sebastian chuckled in response while taking hold of your hand as he began to lead you, "I assure you; I will be fine." He raised a brow as you stepped on his foot, you were just now realizing how warm his hands actually were. For some reason, you expected a Twilight vampire effect, ice cold. You figured it was the whole 'demon' thing. Lost in your thoughts over the butler, you tripped over your own feet. Sebastian steadied you, making it seem as if it didn't even happen. "You're doing very well, (Y/n). I expected much worse due to Lady Mara's description of your abilities." Sebastian says while peering down at you. "Hey, come on, I'm pretty okay at most things." You laughed. After a few more minutes, the song ended and so did your dance. The two of you stepped away from each other, "Okay, that could have been much worse." You say while grinning. "I certainly agree. I've had to dance with far worse partners." You chuckle, "Is Ciel possibly one of them?" Sebastian smiled, slightly amused, "My, you are interesting." He avoided your question. "Ah, but you didn't say 'no.'" You say grinning. He merely smiled back at you before pulling out his pocket watch, "If you'll excuse me, I must go prepare the master for his fiancée's party. It will occur back in this room shortly. If you cannot find your way back, you may simply call, and I will come to assist you and lead you back."  With that, the butler took off. You decided to use this time to go check on Mara.

You manage to make your way back to the kitchen; you peek your head in to see Mara and Bard speaking to each other. Baldroy who seemingly saw your head pop in, set his focus on you and grinned. "'Ey, (Y/n), makin' it around alright?" This allows you to walk in without just disrupting their conversation. "Uh yeah, when you have a butler like Sebastian hovering, it sure is hard to get lost." You chuckle, approaching them. "Speaking of," You turn your eyes to Mara, narrowing them in the process, "Did you really have to tell Sebastian about my god-awful dancing skills?" She burst out laughing, calming down after a moment. "Well, think of it like revenge because you got to escape Lizzie's decorative wrath." You kept your eyes narrow. "How exactly is that my fault? Ciel literally made me leave with him and Sebastian." She simply shrugged in response. "Anyways, did he teach you how to dance?" She raised her eyebrows rather suggestively.

You huffed, "Not in the way you're obviously implying but yes, I destroyed his feet in the process."

"Wait he actually managed to get you to dance?" She questioned skeptically.  "Well, he didn't really give me a choice. I would've probably had more of an option if you hadn't made it sound like I had absolutely no talent whatsoever."  She shrugged, "You needed the assistance. Was it at least fun though?"

"I suppose it wasn't terrible." You admit. At this point, it was time for the three of you to make your way back to the ballroom, which Baldroy pointed out. If he hadn't, you wouldn't have made it on time and would have had to face the butler's wrath. Of course, as soon as you got there, Lizzie decided that she needed to dress the servants back up. Luckily she only managed to get through Bard, Finnie, and Tanaka while speaking of how excited she was. Before she could make it to Mey-Rin, Mara, or yourself Ciel had appeared at the top of the staircase followed by Sebastian.

Lizzie immediately rushed him. "You're so cuuuuute! My eyes weren't wrong!" After spinning the kid into oblivion, she gestured to the male servants, "Look! I've made everyone cute! I've let them come to the party too!" She grabbed his hand before looking down, "Huh? Ciel, where's the ring I prepared for you? There was a ring that matched the Western-style clothing, wasn't there?” She said, almost glaring at the boy. He huffed, “This ring is fine.” This led to Lizzie pretty well freaking out and demanding that he wear what she went through a lot of trouble to get. You would’ve liked to step in but you knew that would have poor results. But, knowing what was gonna happen, you began inching closer to the couple arguing. This elicited a brow raise from Sebastian and Mara staring at you, probably knowing what you were going to attempt. And wouldn’t you know it, she snatched the ring from the boy. This obviously pissed him off. “Give that back Elizabeth!” He practically growled. ”Why are you mad like that? I worked so hard…” She trailed off. Her brows furrowed, “I just made you cute so why are you mad? This ring…I hate it!” She exclaimed, throwing the ring. You quickly took off knowing that she was about to throw it. You dove for it and just barely managed to stop it from hitting the ground. Sighing in relief, you got up and shuffled away from the two. You watched Ciel raise his hand to smack Elizabeth before Sebastian spawned behind Ciel, placing his new cane into his hands. Sebastian then explained the importance of the ring. Ciel calmed down and declared that the ring wasn’t what made him a Phantomhive and propositioned Lizzie for a dance. Which she, of course, didn’t oppose. While they were dancing, you walked over to Sebastian and passed him the ring. “My, how generous of you stepping in to save the day like that.” He said amused. “We’ll, ya know, just doing my part around here.” You chuckle. “I’m my own version of ‘one hell of a butler.’ This caused Sebastian to smirk.

After everything was said and done, they had Lizzie sent home and you retired to your room and plopped onto your mattress. It had been such a long day. Yet, all you kept thinking about was the black-clad butler. This was seemingly going to be a problem. You sighed and decided it would just be best to go to sleep. So with that being said, you fell asleep to dreams of dancing and shattering rings. 

[oigimi]

arthur’s sequel - chapter 1

Translation notes provided at the bottom. Any text in italics is from a flashback. This process takes awhile but I’m re-falling in love with Arthur cuz of this. Pls enjoy!

There was a crescent moon in the sky the night I traveled from the Louvre Museum to 19th century Paris. It’s as if it was laughing at destiny itself…

I reminisced about it, and about my visit. I had experienced the worst encounter with “him,” and also the best love.

Arthur: Ah, you’re a good girl, so don’t act violently. Don’t be so rude and indulge in me. I’ll take care of you if you do.

With his vampire fangs peeking through, he uttered a nastily sweet whisper.

The flirtatious playboy mystery author, Arthur Conan Doyle. Even though he was the one I should’ve been the most cautious of, I became naturally drawn to him. He was like a gentle breeze caressing my cheeks.

Arthur: Well, MC. Why don’t we wager?

MC: Wager…?

Arthur: Whoever is first to kiss the other loses. When I win, I plan to capture every part of you. Your body, your heart, and even your destiny.

When we were together, it was so much fun I felt my heart soar. But the game of love was so painful it tightened my chest. Before long, I got to know the Arthur behind his smile, and the dark past he hid.

Arthur: I won’t kiss you. I can’t. Because if I want you, you’ll be gone. Isn’t that right…?

I’ll always be here for him. I want to protect Arthur, who smiles fleetingly, and his heart that is truly so kind and beautiful, no matter what.

A strong, irresistible feeling overcame a cruel fate. And…

Arthur: I can’t think of anyone else who makes me as obsessed as you. You’re the only opponent I’d ever want to lose to.

MC: Then will you let me win our game of who can make the other happier?

Arthur: That’s…

Arthur: Sorry. I won’t lose there.

Beyond the time where we weren’t supposed to meet – we’re still playing these happy games, even now.

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Since choosing to live in this world, several seasons have passed. I saw my colleague in his butler uniform at our meeting place, and trotted over.

MC: Thanks for waiting, Sebastian. I bought everything!

Sebastian: Thanks for your help, MC. I’ll carry the heavy bags.

I thanked him for so casually offering, and walked alongside him. The Parisian streets were bathing in sunshine, and lively with working people and energetic children all coming and going. As I felt my mood and movements lighten in the atmosphere of it all, Sebastian looked at me and tilted his head.

Sebastian: You’re in a good mood. You’ve been smiling for a while now. Did something good happen?

MC: Actually, the owner of the produce shop gave me some really nice apples as a bonus because the other day we helped his child find a lost toy!

But it wasn’t just the apples that made me happy. The owner also said, “Please also say thank you to that detective gentleman.” I’m gonna tell him as soon as I get home. I’m sure he’ll be so happy. Just imagining his expression makes me joyful myself.

Sebastian: I see. Well that solves the mystery of the apples I didn’t intend for you to get. So it’s a gift for playing detective?

Sebastian: …No, it’s not even playing anymore. Our great detectives are just as good as Sherlock Holmes!

The chiming of the bell tower mixed with our laughter.

Sebastian: Oh, is that the time? We need to get back to the mansion. Shakespeare is coming over to visit Vincent today, so I want to show some hospitality.

MC: Oh, uh… Sorry, I realized I forgot to buy coffee beans. Please go ahead home, Sebastian.

Sebastian: Will you be okay by yourself?

MC: It’s still daylight. And things are different from when I first came here. Leave it to me!

With pride, I split from Sebastian…

(At the shop)

I’d fallen into quite the pinch.

Man: Well, well, well. I’ve defeated this young woman. Now how are you going to pay me?

Playing cards were scattered across the table, and the man sitting across me had a nasty grin on his face.

I was fooled!! He was just pretending to be a shopkeeper!! When I went to buy the coffee beans, he said, “If you can win now, you’ll get a bonus! Come on now!” He greeted me with a smile, and before I knew it, I was entrenched in a betting match. I was careless, but I’ve been getting better at deception…

MC: I don’t have money. But you were cheating, weren’t you?!

Man: Oh? You’re going to whine now? Ha!

MC: Ah!

I threw my hands up, scared of his furious expression. At that moment…

???: Hey, stop!

A voice light as wind hit my ears, and I looked up.

Are you coming to rescue me at a time like this?

Arthur: Yoohoo, MC~

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MC: Arthur!

Arthur slammed his hand down on the table to block the man, and an arc drew on his lips. When I saw his always-relaxed smile, my whole body, which had been stiffened, was relieved.

Arthur, I hadn’t expected you to come…

Arthur: It’s quite easy for you to get caught up in these situations, isn’t it?

MC: Sorry, I was trying to be careful, but…

Arthur: Don’t worry about that now. We need to get out of this pinch first.

As he said that, Arthur sat next to me. The man glared daggers at the sudden intrusion.

Man: Hey, man. What do you think you’re doing butting in like this?

Arthur: Alright, here’s my conditions. You and I are gonna play another round. If we win, we get the full amount offered. If not, we’ll pay ten times the amount.

Arthur: Well? Sound good?

Man: What?! Ten times is a lot! Alright, fine. Let’s do it.

With that grin on Arthur’s face, I could tell he had a trick up his sleeve.

MC: Arthur, please be careful. This guy’s a cheater.

Arthur: Mm~? Oh, there’s no problem here. I have a goddess of victory at my side, and she’s got your name.

MC: Joking at a time like this…

Arthur: Don’t worry, MC. Don’t you trust me?

His eyes were an unwavering blue, like a glass ball. They pierced right through me, and I...

[CHOICE OF 3: I picked “Arthur’s got this.”]

MC: Of course I do. You’ve got this.

Arthur: That’s what I thought. I can’t show you my lame side anyway!

Even through his joking words, I began to relax. Things were going to be okay. Arthur and I laughed a little bit as we locked gazes.

Encouraged by Arthur’s reassuring presence, I also looked at the man head-on.

Arthur: Well isn’t this quite the development! I’m getting a sense of deja vu.

Man: Huh-?

Arthur: Nothing to do with you. Alright, let’s start the game.

The battle finished in the blink of an eye.

MC: Pontoon!

Man: What?! You’ve gotta be kidding-!

Arthur: And just like that, we’ve won.

Just like in the past, we triumphed brilliantly.

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Free from that man, Arthur and I walked in the evening streets, side by side.

Arthur: The shopkeeper reported him, so I don’t think we’ll ever see him again.

MC: That’s good, it saves others from getting caught in their trap. Thank you so much for your help, Arthur…

MC: But I can’t believe you had such good timing. Did you happen to be stopping by the store?

Arthur: I suppose it just happened. I was on my way to the publisher to talk about my new book.

Even in this time, Arthur continues to write under a pen name. He gets more popular every time he releases a new book, and even has been getting requests for serialization.

Arthur: And then I remembered you were shopping in town, and decided to visit the store you frequent. Aaaand bingo. Everything was fine up until you got in trouble.

He remembered the store I always go to. There’s his keen observation for you. Seeing my impressed face, Arthur grinned and looked at me.

Arthur: It really was like old times. Remember? When you were trapped in a game of pontoon?

MC: Of course! Yeah, I remember too.

That was way back when I first fell into this world. Arthur helped me when I was in trouble then, and he did it again today.

Arthur: MC, do you need my help? If you ask for it, I’ll give it to you. What do you say?

MC: Arthur… please help me…

Arthur: Mm, okay! And if I win, you need to do what I say.

MC: I was so relieved when you came.

I still thought of Arthur as dangerous and flippant back then. But now, it’s a treasured memory.

MC: Well thank you again, Arthur. You really are my hero.

Arthur: Your hero? Well, that’s just the biggest compliment I could receive.

Uttering it so quietly, Arthur gave a soft smile.

Arthur: Well it’s a golden rule as a hero to rescue my love in need.

MC: Ah! Well from now on, I’m going to be a lot more careful. I need to be more vigilant, and a little more suspicious of other people.

As I reflected on my carelessness, Arthur raised his eyebrows.

Arthur: I wish you had a way to protect yourself. Your virtue lies in your ability to face people straight, because you don’t doubt others.

MC: You think so?

Arthur: I know so. I fell in love with your pure and beautiful heart.

My heart trembled a bit, presented with Arthur’s true and honest feelings like a surprise attack.

Arthur: You’re my one and only. The girl I want to protect more than anything. And that’s why I always will. So you can always smile, MC.

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Arthur… My cheeks, growing warm, must’ve been dyed even redder by the setting sun. As I failed to control my swelling emotions, a cold rain began to fall on my cheeks.

Arthur: Ah, I thought I could smell rain. It actually did start. Let’s go, MC.

He took out and umbrella and opened it. Holding out one hand, he invited me into a gentle embrace.

Arthur: My apologies, I only have one umbrella.

MC: Thank you Arthur! Ah, I’m remembering again. When you saved me the first time, it rained that night too, didn’t it?

Arthur: That’s right. Even the weather is the same! Today’s the day to stroll down memory lane!

That time, Arthur gave me his umbrella and we parted ways for the night. But today, we are lovers, walking shoulder-to-shoulder under the same umbrella.

MC: Ah, Arthur! Did you know in Japan we call this “ai ai gasa?”

Arthur: “Ai ai gasa?” What’s that? Is it like a lovey-dovey umbrella?

MC: Lovey-dovey? Pfft… Ahaha!!

Arthur: Hey, why is it you’re the only one who understands? Haha, you’re so cute.

MC: Sorry. It’s cuz it’s a silly conversation between lovers. The meaning of the words is a little different, but it means the same in the end.**

I looked up, and a soft kiss touched my lips instead of the cold rain.

Arthur: Then what’s a lovey-dovey umbrella?

I pretended to poke Arthur in the chest and couldn’t help but grin like an idiot. I wished days like this would last forever. With the man I love more than anything else in the world next to me, life is just so dazzling and dear to my heart.

But the destiny awaiting us was about to make a huge move...

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Translation notes:

**ai ai gasa (相合傘) is a trope in romance media where two people in love share an umbrella. I think the joke here comes from Arthur calling it “raburabu kasa” (ラブラブ傘), which isn’t really a term, and literally means “lovey dovey umbrella.” I think this will be better explained in the official eng translation lol

Most of this is stuff we’ve seen before (like damn MC, two times at the shop?). I tried my best to not do a literal translation of everything and give the characters their voices I pick up on in the jpn and eng versions, so I took some creative liberties so it’s nicer to read.

[slightlyslytherinthings]

Lovesick puppies

Fluff conversation, between Sebastian, Ominis and Garreth admiring you.

Trigger Warning: Imelda Reyes

Created with chat ai because why not.

Garreth: "Hey guys, have you ever noticed how amazing Y/N is?"

Sebastian: "Of course, mate! She's gorgeous, smart, and has the best sense of humor."

Ominis: "I couldn't agree more. She's the whole package. I've been trying to get up the courage to ask her out for weeks now."

Garreth: "Me too! But, I'm always too nervous around her. I just don't know what to say."

Sebastian: "I know what you mean, Garreth. It's like every time she walks by, I forget how to speak."

Ominis: "But, that's what makes her so special, right? She has this power over us that just makes us want to be better men."

Garreth: "Absolutely. I mean, if anyone deserves to be treated like a queen, it's her."

Sebastian: "No doubt about it. And whoever she ends up with is one lucky guy."

Ominis: "Or girl. Let's not forget that she might not be interested in any of us."

Garreth: "True, but I think the most important thing is that we all respect her and appreciate her for who she is."

Sebastian: "Agreed. And maybe someday, one of us will be lucky enough to win her heart."

Ominis: "Who knows? Maybe she'll choose all three of us."

Garreth: "Now that's wishful thinking, Ominis."

All three of them chuckled and continued to talk about their admiration for her, each secretly hoping that she would choose them in the end.

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As Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis continued their conversation, they suddenly heard footsteps approaching. They looked up to see Y/N walking towards them with a smile on her face.

Y/N: "Hey guys, what are you all up to?"

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis exchanged nervous glances, their minds racing back to the conversation they had just been having about her.

Sebastian: "Oh, nothing much. Just hanging out and chatting."

Ominis: "Yeah, we were just talking about Quidditch, actually."

Garreth: "Yeah, Quidditch. That's what we were talking about."

Y/N: "Quidditch, huh? That's cool. I'm not much of a player myself, but I love watching the games. Maybe we could all go to the next match together?"

Sebastian: "Yeah, that sounds like a great idea! We should definitely do that."

Ominis: "Absolutely. It would be a lot of fun."

Garreth: "Definitely. We'll have to make sure to get the best seats."

As they continued to talk, Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis couldn't help but feel relieved that Y/N hadn't overheard their previous conversation. They knew that their feelings for her were real, but they didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or pressured in any way.

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As the conversation continued, she eventually excused herself to go grab a drink, leaving Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis alone once again.

Garreth: "Phew, that was close. I thought for sure she was going to realize what we were really talking about."

Sebastian: "Tell me about it. I don't think I could handle the embarrassment if she found out."

Ominis: "Yeah, me neither. But at least we managed to keep our cool and not give anything away."

Garreth: "I just hope we can keep it up. It's not easy hiding our feelings like this."

Sebastian: "I know what you mean. But we can't risk scaring her off by being too forward. We have to be patient and wait for the right moment."

Ominis: "And in the meantime, we can just enjoy spending time with her and getting to know her better."

Garreth: "Agreed. She's worth waiting for, no matter how long it takes."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis continued to chat and joke around, feeling more relaxed now that the topic of their feelings for Y/N had been avoided.

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Imelda: "Hey guys, what are you all talking about?"

Garreth: "Oh, nothing much. Just catching up."

Sebastian: "Yeah, just chatting about Quidditch and stuff."

Ominis: "Exactly. Just a casual conversation."

Imelda raised an eyebrow, looking at them suspiciously.

Imelda: "Uh huh. Well, I couldn't help but overhear a little bit of your conversation earlier."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis exchanged panicked glances, fearing the worst.

Imelda: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But I must say, you three are quite the hopeless romantics, aren't you?"

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis felt their faces turn red with embarrassment. They had been so careful to keep their feelings for Y/N hidden, but it seemed that they had been found out after all.

Sebastian: "What do you mean? We were just talking about Quidditch."

Imelda rolled her eyes.

Imelda: "Please. I heard everything. You three are practically in love with her."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis didn't know what to say. They had been caught, and they knew it.

Ominis: "Look, Imelda, it's not like that. We just...we just think she's a great person, that's all."

Imelda: "Sure you do. And I'm sure she'll be flattered to hear that three guys are pining after her like lovesick puppies."

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Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis felt their stomachs drop as Imelda continued to tease them about their feelings for Y/N. They knew that if she told Y/N, it could ruin everything.

Garreth: "Imelda, please don't say anything to her. We weren't ready to tell her yet."

Sebastian: "Yeah, we just wanted to take things slow and get to know her better first."

Ominis: "It's not like we're trying to pressure her into anything. We just...we just like her a lot, that's all."

Imelda smiled mischievously, enjoying the power she held over the boys.

Imelda: "Well, I might be willing to keep your secret...if you do something for me in return."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis exchanged nervous glances, wondering what Imelda could possibly want.

Garreth: "What do you want us to do?"

Imelda: "It's simple. I want you guys to help me practice Quidditch. I need to improve my skills if I want to make the team this year."

Sebastian: "That's all? We can do that."

Ominis: "Yeah, no problem. We can help you out."

Imelda grinned triumphantly, enjoying the way she had turned the tables on the boys.

Imelda: "Great. Let's make a plan for next week. I'll bring my broom, and we can meet up on the pitch."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis nodded, relieved that they had managed to keep their secret safe for now.

Garreth: "Thanks, Imelda. We appreciate it. That vicous beast"

Sebastian: "Yeah, we're happy to help. I'm going to hang her"

Ominis: "Definitely. We're all in this together. I will help you burry her"

With that, the group continued chatting, but Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over them. They knew that Imelda would expect something in return for her silence, and they had to be careful not to make any more mistakes.

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Imelda: "You know, I heard that these three have been spending a lot of time talking about someone special lately."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis exchanged worried glances, hoping that Y/N wouldn't catch on.

Imelda: "I wonder who it could be? Maybe someone who's always got their nose buried in a book?"

Y/N looked up from her book, confused by Imelda's comment.

Y/N: "What are you talking about, Imelda?"

Imelda: "Oh, nothing. Just some silly gossip. You know how it is."

Sebastian, feeling frustrated with Imelda's constant meddling, decided to speak up.

Sebastian: "Imelda, can't you see that you're making her uncomfortable? Just drop it, okay?"

Imelda looked taken aback by Sebastian's comment, but before she could respond, the girl spoke up.

Y/N: "It's okay, Sebastian. I don't really know what she's talking about anyway."

Garreth, Sebastian, and Ominis breathed a sigh of relief that the Y/N didn't seem to have caught on, but they still felt frustrated with Imelda's meddling. They already planned to get rid of her.

[youwishyouwasme1234]

The Assassin and The Monster. (Chapter 7 & 8)

If anyone has any questions about the story or if I used a word wrong or something, please let me know and ill fix it. I'm trying to improve my writing skills, and I love to hear from you guys.

Chapter 7: On The Road Again.

After that flashback and a good night of sleep, I decided to leave the office. I pushed the locker you placed in front of the door back to where it was. The hall was dark, and I had made the fatal mistake of turning a flashlight on. Something tall and black, resembling a squid lunged at me, knocking me to the ground. It scratched me up some before disappearing.

“Holy shit… What was that?” I pick myself up of the floor and dust my black dress off. “That hurt. Maybe I should keep the light of so no more of… whatever those were attack me again.” I walk around, looking for the door. I eventually found a door out. I step into room 25. I make steady progress.

In room 27 I found a med kit sitting on the table. “How convenient.” I remark. I open the kit up and take out a few bandages. I wrap my arm up and I’m as good as new. “I suppose that will do for now.”

After a few rooms, the rooms change. They begin to look more like rooms with high tech. The floors are the only light in the room and there are long rows of machines that have blinking lights and a gentle hum.

“Oh boy, where am I now?” I sigh heavily but know I must continue forward to find my missing husband. I wonder about how he’s been pr if he’s even still alive. The guilt I feel is immense considering I’m the reason he was sent here to begin with. “Oh darling, how I miss you so.

I start humming the song “Enter Sandman” by Metallica; my husband’s favorite band.

Chapter 8: The Armed Artist.

After walking through what looks like a series of breaker rooms. I enter room 38 and  come across a room presenting a new hazard. Turrets. “Finally, something more my speed!” I laugh to myself. I run forward, easily taking out the turrets with my scythe. Suddenly, I hear a voice say, “You're still alive! That's uh... That's good.”

“Excuse me?” I retort angrily. I enter a side room and find a… computer? I stare at the computer in disbelief that this old looking piece pf machinery had tried to kill me. “Excuse me kind sir, why are you trying to kill me?”

"Ooooooouuuuhhh. A visitor! Don't get those often, especially recently. Before you start accusing me of whatever, I don't hate you. It's nothing personal, no idea who you are. It's... just Sebastian. You've seen the guy around before, haven't you? He said he would help me. He PROMISED he would get the two of us out of here. Our shared prison. So, he asked me to delay the retrieval of the Crystal for as long as possible. I'm sorry for any... inconvenience I might have caused in the process. I... don't want to go back to Roblux mining... It's soo... mind numbing I... can't bear it any longer... I just want to make art again... Sebastian will come back for me whenever he finds a way out. He just has to.”

My eyes widened upon hearing the name. “Sebastian… that’s a familiar name. Do you know where he is little robot?” I put my scythe away.

“I do but ill only tell you if you let me into the device in your pocket. I want to see more than just this room. I promise not to hurt you if you help me out.” Replies P.AI.nter.

“You’ll help me if I let you into my phone, huh? I guess I can do that for you. If your lying, I’ll kick your digital ass, understand?” I plug my phone into the computer.

P.AI.nter’s face appears on the screen. “Got it! Sebastin should be in a vent in room 50.”

“What else do you know about Sebastian?” I ask.

“Well, from what I’ve heard from some of the expendables, he has a little shop set up in a room connected to the hallway via a vent. Apparently, he sells things to help the expendables out like flashlights, med kits and other stuff.”

“Interesting.” I reply.

Now if you excuse me, I’ve got the entire internet to surf. Bye!” Says P.AI.nter

[musette22]

Hellloo, straight to the point, an idea (a delusional one, yes) suddenly came to me. Can you imagine if Sebastian and Chris were challenged to flirt with each other (I imagine it in the CW press tour era) playfully (it sounds silly written down but with some celebrities it actually happens ok? But we don't have that much luck) and whoever flirts better wins some stupid paper trophy or something. And I just can't stop grinning because no matter how they would respond, it would be very interesting.

They would be either really miserable (because there's always been romantic tension) and being like "what about Mackie? Can we do that with him? Whoever wins against Mackie will get the trophy, maybe?" And Mackie is like "Nah-ah-uh man I'm comfortable the way things are, and how are you two gonna beat me? go on boys, [to the interviewer] have you guys got any popcorns around here?"

Or Mackie would just save their awkward asses because he's a great guy and a great friend.

Or, they would accept their fate and would be blushing hard before any word's been spoken. And about this part, it gets me so excited thinking about it that I don't even know what they'd say to each other, I would be interested in your ideas, Minnie 😉

I'm sorry this wasn't supposed to become that long, I wish I wasn't so horrible at writing, otherwise I would write this thing myself.

Oh god this was really silly. Thanks for reading honey, sorry again. I send you lots of love and wish you the best💙

NONNIE, I loooooove this!!! This idea is right up my street! 😍

It reminds me a bit of the premise of my fic Heat Wave actually, since Chris is also challenged to flirt with Seb in that one, and during the CW era too😉 So if you're interested in my ideas about how Chris might flirt with Sebastian, check out that little story! I think he'd just go a little alpha male and use his low voice and his muscles and cheeky smile to make Seb swoon! As for Sebastian, I almost can't even imagine how he'd act when challenged like this, because I feel like he'd crumble so hard when trying to flirt with Chris in a more obvious way 😂 I think his flirting game is stronger when he can be subtle and teasing (smiling cutely and biting his lip and laughing at Chris's jokes) than if he'd actually have to whip out the pick up lines and get in Chris's space and be bold and all that, but maybe I'm wrong 🤷🏻‍♀️

So yeah, my guess is Chris would definitely win this little challenge, sorry Sebastian..!

Also, I love Mackie's role in your scenario, that's so typically good bro Mackie, I love it. Of course he'd ask for popcorn lmao💙 Also, I don't think you're horrible at writing at all, nonnie! Why don't you give it a go? 😉 I'd love to read a full of fic of this! Thanks for sending me this idea, lovely!! I enjoyed it very much, sending you a big hug! 😘

[countrymusiclover]

18 - Decisions and Realizations

Part 19

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Alina’s pov

Lizzie and I were hanging out in the kitchen since we didn't have class until later that evening. She was eating some ice cream from the freezer eyeing me with a smirk on her face. "So I have some questions and since you're literally a hybrid supernatural being I think you can answer some of them."

"Oh you do huh. Dare I ask why me and not my mom or your own?" I asked her to hoist myself up onto the kitchen island.

She stabbed her spoon into her ice cream cup. "Come on, Lina. Pretty please for me."

"Hmm….fine." I gave into the Gemini siphoner witches request seeing as I had nothing better to do and I enjoyed her company.

She sat her cup down near my side clasping her hands together blabbering off like this was her first crush or something. “Okay so I met this strange guy out in the Old Mill and he has this kind of old accent.”

“Like my dad?” I asked her.

She nodded in agreement talking again. “Kind of like the type that uses the term fancy or whatever. Anyway his name is Sebastian and I need your help figuring out what type of supernatural he is.”

“How do you think I would know anything about what he is?” Tilting my head at her I was confused.

Lizzie puts her hands on my knees meeting my gaze with a half serious expression on her face. “Because I need to know if he is stalking me to just have sex or is he stalking me because he likes me.”

"Why should I know anything like that, Lizzie." I spat at the blonde in front of me.

She rolled her eyes with an innocent chuckle like I was kidding. "Uh because you and Jackson have been married for almost five years now. So I assumed that you could pick up on a guys tell."

"No, Lizzie. That’s ridiculous." Shaking my head at her.

The Saltzman twin made a confused face. "So you’re telling me Jackson doesn't tell you that he wants to have sex with you?"

"He does. I just…I'm waiting until I'm ready." Avoiding her gaze I knew my cousin in front of me wasn't a virgian anymore.

Lizzie blinked her eyes and let the room fill with silence trying to find the right words but she had none for this type of situation. "So you’re telling me you're a virgin, Alina.."

"Yeah I am. Is that bad?' I questioned her.

She takes my hands in hers, sending me a kind smile knowing I was self conscious now. "No, cuz. It's totally fine. I just assumed because you're parents keep popping out kids that maybe you and Jackson would-"

"I don't want to hear about my parents and their sex life, Lizzie!" Slapping a hand over her mouth I cut the witch off feeling my face turning bright red at the thought.

She held her hands up in surrender backing away from me. “Chill out, werewitch. But it’s the truth and we both know it. I mean they're five kids….oh it’s time. Wish me luck. I have a date with Sebastian.” She glanced at the clock on the wall waving bye to me as she left the room.

“Bye Lizzie-beer.” I waved leaving the kitchen in search of my mother since she convinced me that this was something we should talk about. Standing outside the headmistress office I knocked stepping inside to see that it was just her meaning dad must have been off with Henrik playing some kind of game otherwise my dad would be in the room with her. “Hey mom, can I talk with you about something..kind of personal?”

She pushed aside her notebook of work, putting her hands on top of the desk. “Always honey. Shut the door and we can talk.”

“It’s about me and Jackson.” I shut the door sitting in one of the chairs she had in front of the desk. Tucking hair behind my ear I shifted my gaze up to meet hers after a minute of silence. “This is awkward to ask but ... .what made you decide to sleep with dad for the first time?”

My mother ran her fingers through her hair that she put in a messy ponytail. “Oh wow. If your father was here he would definitely be threatening Jackson’s life. Thankfully you just found me….I guess I’d say the moment I knew I was ready to lose my virginity to your father was the night that I knew I loved him. I had never been in love with anyone you see. But I couldn’t live physically and emotionally without your father. Once I had that feeling I knew he was the one forever and always.”

“So it’s not weird that Jack and I have been together for awhile and we are both virgins?” I questioned my heretic mother feeling better about the situation.

She reached across the desk taking my hands in hers smiling longingly at me. “Alina, the best advice I can give you is just to wait until you are completely sure you are ready. Yes you are already married but that doesn’t mean you have to jump into bed with Jackson so soon.”

“Thanks mom. I knew you’d have the answer.” Getting to my feet I hugged her quickly.

She shrugs her shoulders chuckling before I leave her to get back to work. “I may not have a thousand years under my belt like you’re father but I do know some things. Have fun, Lina.”

It was nightfall by the time I had worked up the courage to face Jackson in his dorm room. Even though mom’s advice helped I still felt nervous to have this type of conversation with him. We were still only young adults regardless of the ceremony to untie our werewolf sides together. “Jack, there is no easy way to say this so I’m just going to come out with it. Have you….do you want to sleep with me?”

“Woah Lina. I thought you weren’t ready for that kind of conversation.” He was sitting down on the bed with his arms behind his head while he laid down.

Running my hands down my shirt I felt more nervous than I already was when I came in here. "It's awkward, yes. But…I don’t know what to say."

"Listen to me, Lina. I know Mt mother said that this would have to be a real marriage in every way. But I don't want you to think that I'm rushing you into anything you've not comfortable with. You do understand that right?" Jackson came over taking my hands in his with a kind smile that suited him.

Squeezing his hands in mine I met his deep brown eyes, reaching up and brushing some of his curls from his eyes. "Jack, I care about you a lot. That much I know. In terms of our relationship I think I'm ready for this."

"I'm not pressuring you with this right, Alina?" Jack moved one hand to cradle my face where I lightly shook my head not about to kiss him until the door flung opened making us separate.

Missy entered the room holding up a necklace to me and Jackson. "Alina, you have to touch this thing I just found in the old abandoned room in the mansion. You won't believe it when you see what I saw." I slowly touched the necklace and I instantly saw a strange girl that had the same auburn hair as the Hope girl from Ethan’s school.

The Hope girl was moving a paintbrush across her page that was a blue ocean. She looked up at my mom and dad seeing they were watching her. "Mom says you like to paint too."

"I do, very much." Dad grinned brightly. He pulled the chair away, sitting down staring at her.

She looks at mom, placing a blank page in front of him. He picks up a paintbrush drawing something with orange. "Daddy, watch Invisique." Missy called his name, making him lift his gaze upward.

She disappeared from Alina's view when she took a hold of her orange gem necklace that I had given her. "What the - Missy that's cheating!"

"You did it last time." Missy became visible again before Alina could grab her light green gemstone necklace but I didn’t remember this Hope girl being around or ever call my parents like they were hers.

“I can’t believe you’re getting married, Alina. I’m the older sister. I’m supposed to go first.” Hope said pulling me in for a hug before I was getting ready for the wedding between me and Jackson. Missy wasn’t there because she was picking out the perfect flowers for me to carry so it was just the two of us alone talking.

Tucking hair behind my ear when we broke the embrace I smiled at my sister. “Yeah well at least I actually got to know Jack before we say I do. I just worry that this will make us separate now and everything.”

“Don’t ever think something like that, Lina.” Hope takes my hands in hers making me look her directly in the eye. “You’re my sister always and forever. We will always be there for one another.”

I trailed off still a little unsure. “Yeah but what if the universe wants to tear us apart?”

“It doesn’t matter if I have to scale hell and back. I will always be just a call away. I will always protect my sisters.” She vowed where I flung my arms around her, knowing that she truly meant what she said to me that evening.

One more memory appeared in my mind bringing up the time when Missy and I got in trouble with mom and dad. The Hope girl spoke up sitting down on the couch hitting her hands on her knees. “We knew it would take something big to bring you home.”

“So you had your little hybrid friend attack your cousin and her parents?” He scolded her like she was his child.

Hope rolled her eyes thinking that their plan was perfectly fine. “Henry just did the heavy lifting. And "attack" is a really strong word. They’re fine. In a really nice coffin, sleeping. Mom cloaked her in a sleeping spell for five years until I wrote a better one myself.”

“You're just gonna go disappear again if we tell you ... .and then mom will cut our communication with you all together like she did for almost two years until we did something about it.” Alina snarled, crossing her arms over her chest glaring at mom.

In these memories, I saw Hope in various situations and locations, ones that didn’t make sense to me at first but more just kept racing through my head until finally I drew my hand from the necklace, my mind was filled with questions. I turned to my twin sister who had a curious expression on her face, hoping she could provide some answers. “Missy, what the hell was that!”

“I’m not messing with you, sis. She’s really our older sister. I…I was just as confused as you are now. But then it’s all coming back to me. I remember Hope leaving us here with mom and dad while she went to save Landon. But now it makes sense why Alairc didn’t know who sent him the message that Landon needed him that night.” Missy rambled her words off a mile a minute throwing her hair around as she paced in front of me.

I felt tears starting to fall down my face letting my brain try and catch up with my emotions. Threading my fingers through the knots in my hair I couldn’t believe it almost. “Malivore made us forget about our own sister. There is no way in hell that we are letting her do something like that ever again.”

“I have a question. Who is this Hope girl you’re talking about exactly?” Jackson raised his hand out of one of the pockets on his red flannel shirt.

Before Missy or I could say any response to his questions we turned our heads at the sound of someone yelling through the upstairs dorms. And it sounded like it was coming from the Saltzman twins room. “Hope Andrea Mikaelson!”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[thenasoneshots]

Blaine Oneshot - Some Secrets are Worth Sharing

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None of importance

Warnings: None I can think of

Other notes: 1) You’re the principal of Dalton’s daughter. 2) You’ve been pretending to be a guy for a while. 3) Sebastian is in this, but i haven’t actually watched any of the episodes where he’s in (i’m only on like season 2) so he’s prob going to be ooc, but even then he only appears for like a minute, and you’re really good friends with him. 4) (M/n) means male name (cause you’re pretending to be a guy.) 5) Kurt doesn’t like Blaine in this (Kurt is my special lil bean and I don’t wanna make him sad)

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“Can I ask you a question? Are you guys all gay?”

I let out a small chuckle at Kurt’s question, before taking a sip of the (insert drink) in front of me, as Blaine answered his question, “Uh, uh, no. I am, but no, these two have girlfriends.”

“I’m bisexual,” I spoke up, after swallowing the mouthful of (drink).

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“Seb! Come back here! I told you to stop stealing my things!”

I turned around and got out of the way just in time so I didn’t get knocked over by Sebastian running, however, (M/n) did bump into me, “Sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going. Sebastian stole my comb again and he won’t give it back, gotta run!” before he ran off chasing Sebastian again. Kurt helped me stand up and I thanked him, “Kurt, can I tell you something? I’m in love… with (M/n).”

“I’m happy for you Blaine, really! Just tell him!”

I shook my head, “I can’t.”

“Why?” Kurt asked, “It’s not like he’s straight or something.”

“It’s not that. It’s obvious he likes Sebastian, and I can tell Sebastian feels the same.”

“How do you know for certain? Because of the amount of time they hang out with each other? I’ll ask (M/n) if he likes anyone and try get him to tell me who, then you’ll have your answer.”

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“(M/n), question. Do you like Sebastian?”

“Well, yeah. Of course, I do! He’s my best friend.”

Kurt just let out a groan, “I mean romantically.”

“Oh… No, I don’t. Plus he’s gay anyway,” I replied, staring up at the clouds.

“But you’re a guy too…. Wait a minute, (M/n), are you a gi-”

“SHHHH! Fine, yes, just don’t tell anyone.”

“How though? Dalton’s an all-boys school.”

“My dad’s the principal. To be honest with you, Kurt, I got bullied at my old school because I was bisexual. I begged my dad to let me come to Dalton because of the ‘No bullying’ policy and he did immediately say no, due to Dalton being an all-boys school, but I told him that I could pretend to be a guy. I would take cutting my hair and wearing a binder over being bullied any day of the week, so my dad agreed, and I’ve been going here ever since. You and Sebastian are the only two that know I’m a girl, that’s why Sebastian keeps stealing my stuff. I’d like to keep it that way if you don’t mind, so please don’t tell anyone! Please, I’m begging you.”

Kurt just gave me a hug, “I promise I won’t say a word.”

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“Where is it? Where are you, you stupid binder?!” These were some of the questions that were floating around my head as I searched my room, almost turning it upside down trying to find it. I eventually gave up and growled to myself as I buttoned up my Dalton blazer, fixing my hair in the mirror, “Well, I guess I’ll have to roast today,” I told myself as I looked out the window, seeing that the sun was shining brightly. I sighed and left my room heading to my first class of the day.

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“Curse you, sun!” I growled, lying on my back, fanning myself with my hand, “Why does it have to be so hot?!”

I heard Blaine chuckling beside me, “Just take your blazer off, (M/n). We’re allowed to if it's this hot.”

“NO!” I exclaimed, swatting his hand away as he placed it on my shoulder, shocking him and Kurt, “I-I mean… I don’t want to get it dirty… So I’d rather keep it on.”

“Then just unbutton it.”

I shook my head, “No.”

“What are you hiding? (M/n), I know you’re hiding something from me… Tell me,” Blaine protested starting to poke me, knowing it got on my nerves. I rolled my eyes and mouthed to Kurt for him to help me. He smirked and just gave Blaine a nudge, pushing him into me, causing us to fall onto the grass. I felt my face heat up and I saw Blaine’s eyes widen when we realised where his hands were: on my chest.

“Y-you’re a girl?!”

I immediately pushed him off me and ran off, ignoring his shouts for me to come back, and ran back to my dorm room, shutting myself in.

A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door of my dorm room, “(M/n)... You in there?”

“Go away!” I replied, “I know you hate me or not telling you-”

“I don’t,” I heard Blaine reply from the other side, “I want to talk to you. Please?” I sighed and stood up, opening the door, and letting Blaine inside. I encouraged him to sit next to me on my bed and spoke quickly, “Yes I am a girl, my real name is (Y/n), but you can’t tell anyone else, please. I’ve been pretending to be a boy cause I persuaded my dad, who is the principal, to let me come here because I was bullied for being bisexual at my old school, so when he let me come here, I cut my hair and started wearing a binder so I’d seem more like a boy. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but my father didn’t want me to tell anyone.”

“Does anyone else know?”

I nodded, “Sebastian and Kurt. Sebastian because he walked in on me getting dressed once, and I’m sure the image still hasn’t left his brain, and Kurt because when I was telling him I didn’t have romantic feelings for Sebastian, I said “Plus he’s gay anyway”, and Kurt figured it out from that that I wasn’t a boy. I pro-”

I was cut off when he took my cheek in his hand, kissing me. I was shocked due to the fact that I’d thought he liked Kurt, but wrapped my arms around him, kissing back, something I’d wanted to do for ages. When we broke off, I spoke up, “B-but I thought you were gay.”

“I thought I was too. When I realised I was in love with you, I thought I was gay, but now, at least bisexual.”

“So, even though you know I’m a girl, your feelings haven’t changed?”

Blaine nodded and I smiled, “Does that mean I can kiss you again?”

He chuckled and nodded, kissing me again.

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More oneshot…

[lampmanliveblogs]

Pictured: Me, writing this liveblog late at night when I have work the next day.

If you look down at the lower right corner, you’ll find the time and it’s nine past eleven? In the forenoon? Talk about a sleep-in!

Staying in the lower right corner, we also find what might be Luz’ handle on this universe’s equivalent of twitter or X or whatever it’s called. She’s called FriendofOwlsandTitans.

Moving over to the left part of the screen, we find a The Good Witch Azura fanfic. Pfft, only one? I’ve got like twenty unfinished fanfics lying around my computer, get on my level.

Luz is also a gamer, as she’s got the alternate universe version of Hollow Knight, something called Hades, which I’m sure is a reference to something, and Totally Original Farming Game Moonfarm Valley.

Say. who do you think is Luz’ favorite bachelor/bachelorette in Stardew Valley? Oh wait, silly question, it’s Abigail. Who’s her second favorite then? I’m thinking… maybe Sebastian?

”Dear Diary. All I ever wanted was to be good at something. To be around people who also liked that something. And when I found the Demon Realm, I thought ’wow, I found it!’I can learn magic, I can be a witch! I won’t be the dummy in the principal’s office anymore.’ But I messed up too much a-and put everyone in danger.”

I-I’m sorry, I need a minute-

…

When I sat down, I was expecting to watch a sad cartoon child, not a reflection of myself. Did someone swap my computer screen for a mirror?

Shit… this hits a little too close to home for comfort, jeez Luise. ”All I ever wanted was to be good at something, to be around people who also liked that something.”  No, that’s not me, nu-uh. It ain’t me, it ain’t me.

And after I just got done plugging my fanfics too… bloody hell’s bells…

Insert that one ”I’m in this picture and I don’t like it” meme.

”So… I know what I have to do now.”

Wait, what are you talking about now Luz? Do what? Luz, what are you planning here? Tell me right this instance, young lady!

And so does arrive the Spirit’s Eve. Check out the maze and see if you can find the Golden Pumpkin at the end!

Let’s see… I spy with my little eye… what looks like Jacob Hopkins (ugh) over by the round stage. Also by the round stage, but a wise distance away from the insane creep is what I think are the two guys Luz met in school. Next to them, sitting on the stairs of the big building are, um… decorations…? Either that or some of the shadow people from RWBY volume 1.

Next to one of the stands on the lower left side we find the principal from episode one, season one. It doesn't look like the snakebite had any lasting effects, that’s nice to see. Near the middle of the screen we find what looks like young Willy Wonka going trick-or-treating. By the hale bales next to the tractor we find someone who gives me Mickelina Räv vibes. Just throw on a yellow dress to complete the look.

Up on the tractor wagon itself we have what looks like Masha. And that could be the mom and daughter who got spooked by Philip earlier in the episode as well.

Finally, in the upper right corner of the street, we find Frybo talking to the steak from Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared 5. Now THERE is a cursed crossover idea.

What kind monster truck car is Camila driving that the top of the wheels reach Luz’ waist?

…

And wait a minute! Go back a few seconds! Were all of the kids squeezed into the backseat? All five of them?

Amity exits first, followed by Willow, meaning Amity must’ve been sitting in Willow’s lap. Then comes Hunter, followed by Gus, meaning Hunter was sitting in Gus’ lap, which really should’ve been the other way around considering Hunter’s bigger than Gus. Either that, or Hunter got the middle seat to himself and Gus sat in Luz’ lap, since she exits last.

Why couldn’t one of the kids be sat in the front passenger seat? Couldn’t Hunter have used his Oldest Brother privilege to get the front seat?  That’s like on of the few nice privileges we have!

Also, I guess Vee didn’t come along. On one hand, staying at home instead of going to any form of activity involving a mass of people is super valid and cool. On the other, should the rotten mayonnaise of a man that is Philip rear his ugly head (or what constitutes a head in his current state), it might’ve been useful to have someone with the ability to drain magic.

[barkspawn]

If you’re still doing one shot requests, could you do one for Sebastian? This is so specific, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot, but maybe something based around his opening sentiment of “you’re new? Why would you choose Pelican Town, of all places?” (Obvi not his exact wording, but you get it)

I think I’m projecting because I’ve found myself careening towards a similar situation as our dear farmer lol. But I think it’d be interesting nonetheless.

*also sorry for any poor English, it is not my first language >_>

It's weird. I feel like Its been 20 years lol

There's a weird space that just wants to drink my tears

Thanks again for your patience. I hope you enjoy 💜

Amelia had spent the entire week meeting mostly everyone. The only person she knew that she was missing was Robin’s son Sebastian.

He apparently hardly ever left his room except to smoke or go to the saloon on Fridays with Sam and Abigail.

Amelia went to the mines on Friday this time. She'd had a particularly difficult morning and decided to go to the mines for some ore.

Unfortunately for her, the monsters were a little extra feisty tonight. She'd eaten probably five field snacks and it was getting late anyway.

She leans against the wall in the elevator, holding her shirt to the bleeding cut on her forehead. Thankfully, she layered a camisole under her shirt for warmth in the mines. She sighed as she walked out of the entrance, her backpack slung over her shoulder.

As she crossed the footbridge, heading to make her way to the mountain path. She walked down, shifting to adjust her backpack, dropping with a yell as a figure by the lake startled her.

“Shit,” she mumbled as she realized she had to pick up a bunch of stuff, “you scared the hell out of me.”

She hadn't even seen who was there, figuring it was Linus. When she looked up, she saw a taller guy who had longer dark hair, paired with all dark clothes.

“Oh, sorry. I didn't know… Well, this is a great first impression. I'd shake your hand but, well, mud and blood.”

“Uh, do you need help or something? I can call Harvey if–”

“No, no. Sorry. Let me start over. I'm coming from the mines, where I seem to have gotten a little in over my head.”

The man failed to suppress a smirk, exhaling the smoke from his cigarette upwards, “I see that. I'm Sebastian.”

“Well, hello Sebastian. I'm Amelia.”

“Oh. You just moved in, right? Cool.”

She laughed quietly, nodding, “that's a word for it.”

He gave a small nod, his eyebrows raised, “okay, I've got to ask. Out of all the places you could live, you chose Pelican Town?”

“It sounds like someone isn't the biggest fan of life here,” she laughed, shifting to adjust the cloth on her head, “it was my grandfather's farm. He died and left it to me a long time ago apparently. I lived in Zuzu… Well, it's a long story.”

He seemed to perk up at the mention of Zuzu, “what was it like living there?”

She offered a small smile, joking, “depends. Do you have an hour?”

“Well, yeah,” he responded, serious. She watched him turn to lean against the tree nearby, “I'm not asking you for personal info… I just like the idea of living there, you know?”

“Yeah, I do. But honestly? It wasn't everything I wanted it to be. I'm, well, I like to keep to myself. I thought moving to the city would be great for my independence and I could just… Have my own space.”

Sebastian nodded, like everything she was saying made perfect sense. He was listening rather intently, “sounds perfect. Why would you leave?”

“Because it ended up being overwhelming. I had a shit job because I couldn't find any that suited what I wanted to do. Rent is fucking expensive. I had to stay with two roommates and still pay 1000 gold monthly. Note that roommates are definitely not helpful if you want to be independent. It also doesn't help if the jobs pay like shit.”

Sebastian frowned, considering, “yeah, but you're still on your own. With all of those people you just blend into the crowd. I'm sure if you look hard enough you can find a studio apartment for relatively cheap.”

“I wish I could say you're right,” she sighed, pulling the shirt from her face as it was thankfully hardly bleeding now. Sebastian gave her a look as if pointing out how she looks like hell, “I'm good. Listen, if you find an apartment for that cost, you're going to be in a bad area or have to use communal bathrooms. Trust me, neither situation is worth it.” she watched as Sebastian frowned, “also, I'm sorry but that's not what being in a crowd does. In my experience, being around all of those people is terrifying. You don't know who is judging you or if someone is going to hurt or steal from you. I also just don't like being in crowds and being touched by strangers.”

There was a long pause as Sebastian lit another cigarette. He never really chain-smoked, but somehow he needed another tonight.

“That's perfectly reassuring, thanks,” Sebastian deadpanned after a long drag.

“Hey, I'm not trying to piss in your cereal or anything. I just know how it is to want something so badly that I ignore the bad.”

His eyebrow arched, a small smirk growing as she spoke. He was going to stress about Zuzu now and it's not like he could move right now anyway. So, he avoided the topic.

“Piss in my cereal?”

“You know, like ruin your day or whatever.”

“‘Piss in your cereal’ is definitely more interesting.”

Amelia laughed and shook her head looking over at him, “you know Sam warned me you'd make fun of me if you thought I was cool.”

Sebastian’s smile fell, “Sam is such an asshole,” he sighed.

Amelia laughed and held the shirt to her head again, “pleasure meeting you, Sebastian.”

She turned and gathered her backpack, hoisting it over her shoulder. She heard him mumble something, likely still embarrassed about Sam’s comment.

“Oh, and Sebastian?”

He turned, eyebrows raised, “what's up?”

“My experience in Zuzu doesn't mean yours will be the same. If you have any questions or want advice, you know where my farm is… I think.”

Sebastian paused for a long moment, “thanks, Amelia. I guess you're cool.”

She laughed and turned to leave, “thank Yoba.”