#slytherizz

[mommynott]

Ride of your life

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Matching with a hot biker on tinder leads to not only an amazing date, but a motorcycle ride…and another kind of ride as well. Starry nights certainly set the mood for a…romantic type of atmosphere.

Warning: 18+, SMUT, MDNI, chars 18+, biker!theo, dom!theo, rough sex, semi public sex, outdoor sex, PIV, degrading, hook up

After a wonderful and heated date, you both stood in front of his bike, Theo turning to you, a sly smile on his lips. “Interested in a ride, Cara Mia?” he asked, starting up the bike. The low rumble of the motorcycle idling behind him. His eyes gleamed in the soft glow of the street light above, the invitation laced with a hint of danger and temptation. Who knew a Tinder date could go THIS well?

You couldn’t deny the attraction you felt, the way your heart thumped against your chest in response to the question. Staring over at the bike, sleek and powerful, the engine purring softly as if coaxing you to say yes. Do I do it? Fuck it. It’s fine. Just as you were about to answer, he tilted his head to the side.

Theo chuckled, his eyes still fixed on yours, almost as if he couldn't look away. Which he couldn't. He was a hunter tonight, and you? His prey. "You look like you're thinking hard about it," His already deep voice was low and teasing. "It's just a bike ride, you know. Unless... you're worried that being that close to me might be a little too much for you to handle."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, a thrilling mix of excitement and adrenaline coursing through your veins. "Is that a challenge?" You countered as you met his gaze with a flirty smile of your own. Theo raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the banter between the two of you. "More like a promise.”

You laughed, the sound tinged with a hint of nervousness. There was something about his confidence, his charming demeanor, that made you feel almost dizzy. "Alright then." you took a step closer to him. "But you better not disappoint me."

"Oh, trust me. I never disappoint." Theo’s eyes raked down your body in a way that made your skin tingle. He reached out, his hand skimming the small of your back as he guided you toward the bike and lifting you on with ease. He unclipped his extra helmet, helping you put it on.

As Theo's strong hands adjust the helmet on your head, the heat of his body radiates against your own. His fingers graze against the side of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. "Comfortable?" he asks in that same low tone.

You nod your head and he hops on in the front. Immediately taking hold of your hands to wrap them around his waist. Feeling his muscles through the material of his shirt. Fuck. Theo feels this and throws you a glance from over his shoulder, a cocky smile tugging at the corners of his lips from under his helmet.

As your hands settle on his waist, you find yourself aware of just how close your body is pressed against his. Feeling his muscles flex under your touch, it takes every ounce of your restraint not to let your hands wander elsewhere. "You ready?" Theo asks, his voice slightly raised over the low growl of the engine.

Before you can even respond, he takes off. Revving the bike and smoothly steering it into the city streets. The cool breeze hitting you, but Merlin, you were loving this already. Fuck am I already turned on? “Where are we even going?” You asked through a sea of giggles while he started to pull out of the city.

Theo shot a sly glance over his shoulder, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You'll see, bella" Answering almost in a cryptic manner, his Italian accent slipped through his lips with ease while he accelerated further. The speed causes the wind to rush against you, making your hands grip his waist even tighter. I hope I don’t regret this.

The streets give way to a series of winding country roads As the bike rumbles underneath you. Theo reaches one hand back to give your thigh a squeeze. "You okay back there?" he asked just as he pulled up to an open area of a field. You nodded your head slowly, enjoying this ride more than you even thought you would.

But little did you know, Theo was hard. Rock hard. His cock almost bursting through his jeans from your simple and soft touch. The field was secluded, away from any prying eyes. Not that there were any around anyway. He came to a slow halt while he turned off the bike.

Theo grabs your waist, picking you off the bike to set you down on the pebble road, helping you take your helmet off. But his hand never leaves your side. A smile paints over your face as you glance around. Stars. The sky was filled with nothing but stars. a view you wouldn’t see so close to the city. “Gods-Theo…This is magnificent…”

Theo's hand slid from your waist to your hip, his fingers tracing small circles through the fabric of your clothes. He smiled at your awe while you looked upwards, the stars spreading out across the night sky like a sparkling blanket. "I knew you'd like it," he spoke out his voice tinged with pride. He took a step closer, closing the gap between you.

Your breathing got heavier as you looked up at him. He lifted the visor. His ocean-blue gaze visible and his brows furrowed teasingly. But nothing could have prepared you for his next question. Nothing. “You ever been fucked on a bike?” The second those words left Theo’s lips you gasped at the vulgarity of them. Beginning to feel that second heartbeat between your thighs. No. No, I haven’t. But for fucks sake, do I want to.

“N-no. I haven’t.” You stuttered as you shook your head. Theo crept a tad bit closer to you. Both of his hands wrapped around the small of your back. His cologne, a scent mixed with musk and leather, wafted over you. The fragrance evoking something within you. “Well…Do you want to be fucked on a bike?”

He asked through a cocky chuckle finding this all too amusing. He gave your waist a firm squeeze, a little whimper escaping your lips. Fuck. I’m about to fuck a biker. On his bike. In a fucking field. “I-Yes. God. Please fuck me.” You whispered, your hands trailing down his t-shirt. This slight movement only made Theo’s dick pulsate in his pants.

With ease, Theo picked you back up to set you on the bike before slapping your thighs open. Your legs spread open through the skirt you had on, lace panties on full display for Theo. “Keep begging. Just like that.” With that, he slammed his visor down, you could see your shocked and flustered reflection in it.

Theo’s hands snaked down, unzipping his pants and shuffling them down. Taking his massive length out while he stroked it with one hand, the other tugging your panties to the side. A groan of approval escaping his lips while his eyes burned down to your leaking slit.

“I’m going to give you the ride of your life, Tesoro,” Theo growled before teasing his precum-covered tip on your aching clit. Soft moans release themselves from your lips. “Ride of my life-“ Your words cut off as he slammed himself deep inside of you without warning. Not giving you any time to adjust to his throbbing cock. And hell, did you feel otherworldly to Theodore.

“So wet-Fuck…So fucking tight.” Theo spoke through his grunts, the sound of slapping wetness heard around you both. One hand remained gripped on your waist as he pounded into you senselessly, the other reaching up to yank your top down, along with your bra. Your breasts bouncing out and fuck, Theo could have busted from that sight alone. “Look at you. Getting fucked on my bike like the dirty slut you are….You’re-Fuck…too fucking good.”

His degrading words only fueled the arousal that was heating up throughout your body. You couldn’t even speak. The mix of the great pleasure Theo was giving you along with the reflection of yourself in his tinted visor was about to push you over the cliff of climax.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum,” He demanded while you seemed to freeze up. Theo came to a complete stop, twitching his cock inside of you teasingly. A low chuckle escaping from under his mask. “The first time I make you finish, I want to taste it.” Again, you were stuck in that state of shock. Not even knowing what to say or do. Is he saying what I think he is?

“I-I’m-“ your words cut off when Theo pulled himself out of you, his cock glistening under the starlight, your juices completely coating it. He threw his helmet off, his light brown hair a mess. But in just a few moments you’d be making it even messier. “Shut the fuck up. You can talk while I eat this pussy, tell me how good I make you feel.” Your eyes went wide, the apples of your cheeks flushing bright cherry red.

Theodore didn’t waste any time, dropping to his knees and throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. His manly and veiny hands dug into your upper thighs while he spread your legs even wider. You leaned back on the motorcycle to prop yourself up, your own nails digging into the leather seat as you prepared for this. But nothing could prepare you for what Theodore Nott was about to make you feel like.

Electrifying. You swore you felt lighting bolts shoot down around you the second he buried his face between your thighs. Your hands find their way into his locks. “Theo!” You cried out in pleasure, your body already reacting to his touch. Nothing. And I mean NOTHING, had ever made you feel this fucking good. Your gaze shifted down to meet Theo’s darkened and hungry eyes. They were burning up into yours and through the swirls of magic his tongue was focused on doing to your clit, you swore you saw a smirk on his lips.

I’m about to cum. And fast. From fucking oral. Who the fuck Is this guy? “You taste fucking incredible, Tesoro.” He said through a tough, long lick up your slit, never breaking eye contact. “So sweet.” Another long lick, making your legs tremble like no other. “Cosi Delizioso, Bella,” Theo spoke into your wet and warmed core, but never removing his mouth off of you.

“I’m so close. Fuck, baby. P-please, don’t stop!” You moaned in a plea, your fingers tugging on his hair even harder. But fuck, did Theo love it. Snaking one of his hands down to his needy cock, stroking it as his tongue flicked faster against your swollen little bud. “That’s it, cum for me. Make a fucking mess on my bike.” Theodore encouraged, lapping his tongue even faster than before. Wanting to see you in that orgasmic state of bliss.

A heaven-like feeling of pure euphoria washed over you, your eyes rolling back into your head, a scream of pleasure echoing into the starry night above the two of you. An orgasm like none other before, Theo drinking in the sweet nectar of your juices. Making sure to taste every last drop and Merlin, was he drunk on you. “Mio Dio, hai il sapore del paradiso.” A low growl muffled against your sensitive skin. Your body quivering under Theo’s touch, he pulled away, smacking kisses along your upper thigh. “T-that was- it was-“ You were stumbling over your breathy words, an embarrassed smile plastering on your face.

“Amazing huh? Someone seemed to really like that.” Again, with the cocky demeanor, but fuck did you like his confidence. His aura. Everything. You felt the heat pool onto your face while you nodded your head to his question, gazing up at him with a doe-eyed stare. “Bend over.” He demanded through his shit-eating smirk. Waving his finger toward the bike. “On your bike?”

“Yes, on my bike. Come on now. Don’t keep me waiting, Cara Mia.” Theo stroked his throbbing erection with a great need while he watched you turn around and arch that perfect ass up. And oh what a perfect ass that was. He stalked closer behind you, letting his hand come down with force-SMACK. The redness spread across your cheek, a hiss releasing from your lips. But the pain and pleasure were mixing together to create something of bliss.

Theodore jiggled your ass, watching it ripple with his touch while he took his cock, teasing it at your slick entrance. “Such a good girl. You listen so well don’t you?” He husked, taking this moment to appreciate the spectacular view of you. A good fucking sub. “Mhmm” You panted, waiting for his next move.

Just then, once again, without warning he rammed his hardness deep inside of you. But this time a tad easier than before. Loosened up that pussy. Your view was the pebble road beneath the bike. Seeing the tires, the gears as he mercilessly pounded into you. -Smack smack smack. You could hardly contain yourself. This was something out of a fucking smut book.

“Gods, you look…so fucking pretty bent over my bike,” Theo grunted through his rough thrusts. That charming Italian accent rolling off of his tongue with dominance and assertiveness. And fuck did you love every second of it. “Oh yeah? You think so?” You tested him with a slight hint of your bratty side. That familiar feeling of nearing climax running through your body.

“I know so.” Smack- Theodore’s strong hand came down to another firm slap across your ass. Seeing his handprint swell across your juicy cheek, a prideful smirk forming on his face. You were close, and Theo could tell. Feeling your cream coat his cock, your walls clenching and gripping his huge length.

His hand tugged into your hair, pulling you back so your glossed-over eyes could meet his. That same smirk never leaving his face. “I wanna see those pretty eyes of yours while you cum on my cock.” Theo teased, moving himself harder inside of your pussy. The sounds of wetness only increasing. “Y-yes, baby” You managed to squeak out from the babbling mess forming in your throat.

You couldn’t hold back any longer, letting loose as your gaze locked with Theo’s only intensifying the orgasm you were reaching. Loud screams escaped your mouth, never once did Theo stop his rhythm. “That’s it, baby girl. I’m going to cover this perfect ass in my cum.” He grunted, thrusting himself inside of you a few more times before lifting your skirt a bit more.

The view. The orgasms. You. It was all more than enough to get Theo off. He pulled his length out of your pussy, stroking it over your ass. His thick white seed shooting out all over your backside. Watching as it sprawled out all over, dripping down your thighs along with your own cum. “Fuck... You’re something else-You good, Bella?” You nodded your head, you were more than good. You were in the afterglow in the midst of following this phenomenal hook-up.

Theodore, grabbed a soft rag from under the seat, taking his time to clean you up before helping you get settled and dressed. From the dominant side you saw earlier, you were now seeing a more sweet side of him. “Thank you…For the help of course.” You giggled, feeling the slightest bit awkward. Thank you? Seriously? Theo chuckled along with you, opening his seat again to pull out a thin blanket.

You watched as he laid it on the ground next to his motorcycle, a sweet smile tugging at the corners of your lips. “Stargaze with me?” Theo asked, a sweet smile of his own creeping onto his face. You sat beside him, his arm thrown around you as you both got lost in the starry night above you.

You never expected the date to go this well, let alone have sex on a damn bike in the middle of nowhere. Guess it was a beautiful and fun night, filled with wild adventures for you both. But it was a good ride. Just like Theodore said. The ride of your life.

Divider is from here! Hope you beautiful stars enjoyed🖤

[mommynott]

OMFG this was so cute! Thanks for the tag @evaslytherpuff 🥰🖤

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[rednite-dork]

@slytherizz @ravenbronze @writing-intheundercroft thank you girls for the dense!Seb discussion and this golden convo that was born 🤣

[sychenb]

Thank you to @slytherizz for this idea. And PLEASE post the story cause everyone should read the drabble that inspired this comic. This was so fun.

[honeydewsour]

The Quibbler but as monthly shoujo magazine cover parody with wizarding world fanfic titles

(made this while ago to play around with fonts and giggles so pardon the messiness)

might become a series hopefully getting all the titles covered as the cover art or/and adding new titles …uuuh let’s see, any idea what bonus gift for the next parody?chocolate frogs?snitch keychain?? also can anyone guess which shoujo magazine i used for reference?

warning all of the titles mentioned are 18+ read the tags!

a bit of review me gushing out/screaming about the fanfics mentioned, under the cut;

A Good Man Is Hard To Find by @cloniccouer

Sebastian Sallow x Player Character | completed | post canon 7th year au | re-read worthy | characterization 10/10 | cinema | easter eggs type of writing | the more you re-read the better | banter between the characters is one of the best part | filling the hole in the canon hp universe | this is probably the 3rd time i mentioned this fic in my blog | that’s your sign to read it! |

Lace, Letters, and Lectures: Professor Sallow by @mahoushoujom

Sebastian Sallow x Player Character | ongoing | post hogwarts au | professor!seb au | fluffy | characterization 10/10 l definitely the type of fic where it’s even better when you binged it | sweet n spicy iykyk |

Lost Connection by AsphodelRose87

Harry Potter x OFC | completed | Post Hogwarts Battle au | questionable harry | questionable character(s) | questionable decisions | messy, just messy | the kind of messy i like | auror!harry au | right person wrong time and place or right place and time wrong person? |

break a sweat by @shadowtriovibes

Sebastian Sallow x OFC | ongoing | 7th year au | but iirc there is also a tumblr completed ver? if you want to read it | sports & sweats yeah | seeker!seb au | imelda best captain you can ask | inappropriate use of the room of requirement ahem |

Post War by @josiecarioca

Severus Snape x OFC | ongoing | EVELYN BLACK IS SO MOTHER | this one is masterpiece | cinema | Post Hogwarts Battle au | Snape lives au | i still read Al-Andalus part A LOT | better writing than some of tv series out there | exploring more about hogwarts founders | characterization 10/10 | especially the OCs | even the villains | altering the chemicals in my brain | prepare yourself | for this life changing event |

Unraveling of Fates by @aesopsharpstuff

Aesop Sharp x OFC | ongoing | pre canon au | ex auror OFC | werewolves | trauma | i can feel nina’s pain through the screen or am i just dramatic | unreliable ministry & headmaster black what’s new?? | 1880s hogwarts staff are baddass | not talking about a certain headmaster obv |

In The Shadow of Us by @slytherizz

Sebastian Sallow x Player Character | completed | post hogwarts au | #sebastiansallowgettingoutfromazkabanparty /jk uuuh not really but that’s the vibe | post azkaban | enemies to lovers mmm slurrp | was it a misunderstanding or was it betrayal? |

To Frame the King (of Cats) by heartsof_theround

Ominis Gaunt x OFC | ongoing | OMINIS IS A CAT PERSON CONFIRMED | nostalgic shoujo manga vibes except the 18+ part | sigh…teenagers | emotionally constipated ominis | lowkey stalkish OFC | cute cats | lot of cats | slow burrnnnn | character development | this fic might be the next art cover i will draw |

Of Paper Planes and Wildflowers by @eggymf-archived

Ominis Gaunt x OFC | ongoing? | filthy in the beginning | wholesome heartwarming vibe after that | pen pals | the letters is the best parts i still re-read them a lot | this fic lives rent free in my head | you don’t know me but eggy i miss you | idk why but i’m always getting hungry reading this | prepare snacks |

[sanschips]

slytherizz 🐍

so fucking obsessed with hogwarts legacy lately send help

[hogwarts-legacy-hype]

yeah you know who I am, this is incredibly niche and specific but I simply needed to gas up the girlies who helped contribute to the crackship that is Sebastian Sallow x Henry Winter (of 'The Secret History' fame).

Many wonderful chats and calls have been had, and I've made some real friends from all of this insanity ❤️

- @slytherizz for being the very first person to delight in the idea of Seb and Henry getting hold of a time-turner and meeting Julius Caesar, thus eventually spawning the Willow Extended Universe. Supreme Mugwump for Willow headcanons, Greek island aficionado, lover of Scottish lochs, and of Big Murder Men.

- @xantineverdoer for sheer rabidness, far-reaching headcanons, Pinterest wrangling, voracious smut, gut-wrenching angst, and Henry Winter theorycrafting. Producer of snippets that formed the nexus of current Willowshipping.

- @ravenbronze for her incredible 80s AU art, including the iconic Sebastian Sallow-in-short-shorts. Managing director of Seb's closet, and in charge of his Walkman.

- @writing-intheundercroft for fantastic snippets, sublime "what ifs," tantalising headcanons, TikTok mining, Pinterest scouting, and the pivotal phrase "linen is for ripping."

- @kaidynsarell for her absolutely delicious angst, including a version of post-Azkaban Sebastian and Henry Winter, who learned Magical Law simply to get his bf out. Reading it felt like being born anew.

- @just-another-fanfiction-writer for bursting into chats, dropping amazing emojis and then riding off into the sunset ;)

- @cuffmeinblack for sharing her incredible Donna Tartt shelf, and being our resident Abergaunt and Francis Abernathy enjoyer.

- @adylorewrites and @peanutslore for providing bemused support and encouragement from the sides, and for reminding us that, yes, from the outside we are all completely insane.

❤️❤️❤️ (I believe I've caught everyone but please slap me if I haven't!)

✨Love Crackships✨

[slytherizz]

Slytherizz Fanfic Masterlist

Genres: 🌶 Smut | 🗡 Angst | ☁️ Fluff

I mostly write Sebastian Sallow POV fics on AO3

Multi-Chapter Fics

Whatever it Takes

🗡🌶 | Friends to Lovers | Sebastian POV | Complete

Sebastian and the new fifth year girl embark down a dark path together. Both have to carry a burden far bigger than themselves. To save his sister and the wizarding world as they know it. They know what needs to be done, as they descend into a world of dark magic and it's consequences. Kindred spirits, ready to risk it all no matter the cost to their own souls. But they may get a little more than they bargained for as their growing feelings for each other threaten their mission at every turn. Together, they'll do whatever it takes to save the ones they hold dear. No price is too high.

In the Shadow of Us

🗡🌶 | Enemies to Lovers | Sebastian POV | Complete

Sebastian Sallow has spent the past 5 years rotting in Azkaban. The only thing keeping him sane the hate he has for the woman who put him there and the man beyond the wall. Now that same witch, the one he'd once loved, needs Sebastian's help. Theophilus Harlow has escaped Azkaban. To earn his freedom and get revenge on the man responsible for creating his sisters curse, Sebastian and the Auror must track down the man beyond the wall before he tears the Wizarding World apart.

Playing God

🗡🌶 | Sebastian POV | Ongoing | Haitus

Decorated Auror, Sebastian Sallow had not anticipated how his life would diverge so sharply from the woman he once loved, the most wanted and notorious witch in Britain. Or how their paths would continue to cross long after - their fates still bound together.

One-Shots

Petulant

☁️ | One-Shot | F!MC POV

Pushing Sebastian into the Black Lake in a fit of anger comes with unexpected consequences.

A Different Kind of Wager

🌶☁️ | One Shot | Sebastian POV

Sebastian makes a wager with his girlfriend that will make the outcome of their final Crossed Wands duel before their graduation far more interesting.

Secret Melodies

🌶 | HogLeg Kinkmas One Shot | Sebastian POV

Below the Hogwarts music room, Sebastian discovers his friend has been keeping a dirty little secret.

Bludgered

🌶☁️ | One Shot | Sebastian POV

Sebastian never really knew what his friend saw in Isaac Cooper but he never questioned it - he made his friend happy. That is until a Quidditch match goes quickly awry and he realises his feelings for her may go far deeper than simple friendship.

Everything, with you

🌶☁️ | One Shot | Sebastian POV

"Watching you carry my children is one of life's greatest pleasures. If it's possible - you're more beautiful now than you've ever been.”

“Do you ever think about…”

“Having another one?”

Fight or Flight

🌶️🗡️☁️ | One Shot | Sebastian POV

Sometimes sleeping dogs don't lie.

Two years after his uncles death and with Anne missing the last remaining Auror who scents deception requests a testimony from the only person witness to what really happened between Sebastian and Solomon in the catacombs that day. In a bid to protect those memories and keep him out of Azkaban their marriage is arranged - A marriage Sebastian is hell bent on putting a stop to.

[writing-intheundercroft]

WIP Tag Game

Thank you for tagging me @slytherizz @kaidynsarell and @myokk!!

Sharing an Ominis draft under the cut - tagging @pluviowriting @kaviary-blog @ellivenollivander @sloanesallow @cuffmeinblack and anyone else who wishes to join in 🥰

“Do you fancy anyone, Ominis?”

The three of you were seated at the Slytherin table, Ominis in center; Sebastian to his right, chin perched in his palm, and you, the new fifth year, on his left. Sebastian had just been fawning over Samantha Dale, his flavor of the month, crooning about her shiny black hair and full, rosy cheeks.

“It’s not like that with Ominis,” Sebastian waves you off. “He’s going to be a brother of Merlin, they don’t have attachments.”

You raise your eyebrows. “What the hell is a brother of Merlin?”

Ominis swallows thickly. It had been so long since he’d thought about it–ages, really. Life had been so normal as of late (about as normal as it could be, with Sebastian getting in trouble every other day, Anne sick as a dog, and you, his new super-powered classmate, wedging yourself into his life).

“Well, you know how muggles have religion.” Ominis drums his fingers against the mahogany table. “The brotherhood of Merlin is somewhat akin to muggle faith. They’re…they’re sort of like clergy. They travel throughout the magical realm, studying and spreading the knowledge of Merlin.” he explains.

You pause for a moment, letting out a loud peal of laughter. “Ominis, you’re going to be a priest?”

“It’s actually a big deal,” Sebastian points out, his mouth full of oatmeal. “Not very many people actually go through with it, you see. It’s labor intensive, and the brotherhood decides on your assignment, so you never know where in the world you may end up.”

“Do you want to join the brotherhood, Ominis?” You ask, voice piqued with curiosity.

“No one has ever really asked,” he confesses, stiffening at the revelation. “My parents decided I would join when I was a child. They thought it would be a noble sacrifice. A son to carry on the family lineage, and a son to join the cloth.”

“That doesn’t answer my first question.” You remind him. “I asked if you fancied anyone.”

“I’m not supposed to–” Ominis began, quickly cut off with your impatient sigh.

“You’re not in the brotherhood yet, Ominis.”

Yet.

He’d never thought of it that way.

“I don’t.” Ominis says quickly, brushing his hair out of his face. “Fancy anyone, that is.”

Sebastian takes his time pointing out the obvious elephant in the room. Walking back to the dorms from the boys’ showers, he brings the topic from lunch to the forefront.

“She was asking if you like anyone because she likes you,” Sebastian scrunches his towel in his hair.

Ominis fiddles with his wand. “She wasn’t.” he insists. “She was just curious because you kept carrying on and on about Samantha Dale.”

Sebastian scoffs, whipping his damp towel at him. “She likes you, I swear. I always catch her staring at you during potions, and the two of you are always napping on one another during History of Magic. I must admit, I feel rather left out.” he pouts.

“Don’t,” Ominis says warningly. The last time Sebastian felt left out, they’d ended up locked in a dungeon with his Aunt Noctua’s bones littering the corridor. Nothing good can come from Sebastian Sallow feeling unincluded.

[kaidynsarell]

~INTERVIEW WITH A WRITER~

Thank you for the tag @rypnami 💕

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WHEN DID YOU START WRITING

Literally only since Hog Leg came out. I’ve had little stories in my head but only ever started writing recently. It’s all very new😅

ARE THERE DIFFERENT THEMES OR GENRES YOU ENJOY READING THAN WHAT YOU WRITE

I write so much sad/angsty emotions. I think even my “lighter/happy” works end up with angst. But I do love reading a happy little fluffy piece. It keeps me sane.

IS THERE A WRITER YOU WANT TO EMULATE OR GET COMPARED TO OFTEN.

This one is difficult😅 unlocks too many fears of getting accused of “copying” people. I guess I’m just my own thing. I should be so lucky as to have my name mentioned amongst my mutuals.

CAN YOU TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR WRITING SPACE

I write most everything on my phone. So I guess. Wherever I happen to be at the time. Though, sometimes I do pull out the laptop and a nice candle.

WHATS YOUR MOST EFFECTIVE WAY TO MUSTER UP A MUSE.

Maladaptive daydreaming. I think about them constantly. Almost 24/7. 😳 But otherwise, reading and music are fantastic.

ARE THERE ANY RECURRING THEMES IN YOUR WRITING? DO THEY SURPRISE YOU.

Mostly grief and angst. Which, yes, is surprising, given I don’t feel I have much experience with either. I’m lucky for that though. 🥹

WHAT IS YOUR REASON FOR WRITING

I literally can’t stop. It’s a problem.😅

IS THERE ANY SPECIFIC COMMENT OR TYPE OF COMMENT YOU FIND PARTICULARLY MOTIVATING

Really I’m just happy anyone takes the time to comment anything on what I write. Leaving comments can be difficult. I’m not good at it. So I appreciate anyone who does. 🩵

HOW DO YOU WANT TO BE THOUGHT OF BY YOUR READERS.

I would only like to be perceived as for praise. Okay? Okay. 🤣

WHAT DO YOU FEEL LIKE IS YOUR GREATEST STRENGTH AS A WRITER

I hate questions like this😭 I guess conveying emotions or writing descriptions. idk.

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT YOUR OWN WRITING.

Uhh.. see above??😭 I like looking back and thinking I’ve improved in some way. But I enjoy doing it regardless☺️

No pressure tags💕💕

@writing-intheundercroft @sunnyrealist @juneymont @gdwins @slytherizz

[mommynott]

Forest Fuck

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Biker!Theo is back at it again, this time perhaps bikerbf!theo…Having his way with you in the forest.

Warnings:18+,SMUT,MDNI,biker!theo,bf!theo,dom!theo,degrading,rough sex,PIV

Smack! Smack! Smack!- The sounds of you and Theo’s skin mixed with your wetness are slapping together at a great speed. It’s all you can hear-Well that and the sounds of the forest leaves crinkling above you. “You fuck me-Fuck! You fuck me so good, Daddy” You wailed in pleasure, holding yourself up over Theo’s bike. Arching your back to give him an immaculate sight of your juicy and now welted ass. “Fuck me like a whore-Please…Please fuck me like a whore!” The moans slipping your lips only got progressively louder through his forceful thrusts.

“A whore huh? Such a-gods-Such a good fucking whore-“ Smack- Theo’s palm lands on your cheek hard once again, right next to the rest of the handprints he had already left. His arrogant smirk grew at the red marks he had left you. He rammed his pulsating cock out of your slit which was leaking with your juices. Staring down at the way it glistened, a low growl huffing out of his lips.

“Get up and hold the handlebars…Now.” Theo demanded as he gave you yet another quick slap across your reddened bottom. A playful and naughty-like yelp fell from your lips as you skipped over in front of the bike. Perking that delicious ass of yours up while Theo stalked behind you, his hands getting a good grip on your hips, bucking you backward. “You wanna be fucked like a whore? I’ll fuck you like a whore all night long-my dirty little slut…Fuck-“

Theo tripped over his words as he admired your backside, his teeth biting down on his lower lip while he teased his precum-covered tip at your slick entrance. He could have busted right fucking now, but he gods-He is too obsessed with fucking you. He’d fuck you every second of every hour. Every. Fucking. Day. “Y-yes….Please fuck me like your whore.” The sound of your whimpers echoed around the bike. Theo positioned his hands on the bike handles, over yours. Giving the motorcycle a powerful rev before fully slamming his throbbing cock deep inside of you.

“My whore. That’s fucking right-Fuck…That wet cunt feels so good gripping around my cock.” Theo hissed, his head thrown back while he rammed into you as hard as he possibly could. You were practically a fucking puddle, lost in a state of pure ecstasy. “You’re going to be my cumfilled whore tonight….because-“ He went faster, a low grunt breaking from his throat. Pausing his words just to be able to feel you….all of you. The way he slid in and out of you with ease. The way your wetness trickled down your legs. The way your pussy clenched around his giant length.

“Fuck- Because I’m not stopping. I’m going to fill you up-“ Theo proceeds to thrust into you even more rapidly than before, your eyes squeezed shut from the euphoric sensation coursing through your body. “Again…And again…and again.” His hand revs up the bike once more, just as you’re nearing your third climax. The sound of it muffling and drawing out the both of you. But it didn’t matter where Theo fucked you, because to him? It was always you. And it would always be…you and only you.

Dividers are from here!

This came to me randomly because I haven’t been able to get biker!theo out of my brain, so here’s this little blurb

Hope you enjoyed my smut sluts 🖤

[ravenbronze]

Willow

Sometimes ya need a crackship in your life 🤷‍♀️

Dedicated to @diligentcranberry @slytherizz @xantineverdoer @writing-intheundercroft @kaidynsarell for all their Willow goodness and for feeding the obsession with TSH/Henry Winter/80s AU Sebastian/general insanity 🙃

(I promise I’m gonna draw some actual HL stuff again as well 😂)

[jecksaa]

He Tried His Best

Idea: This is purely because @slytherizz disrespected me earlier today. So I wrote Leander smut just for her! But i hope you all enjoy this, along with the misery she will feel! Pairing: Leander Prewett x F!MC (Saoirse Ryan - see what I did there) Word: 2.1k Tags: Quidditch Match, It has Smut... I'm not spoiling it, SHE HAS TO READ IT TO FIND OUT! A/N: If we friends, and you disrespect me, you get smut writing for you with your least favourite character. So I hope lessons were learnt today. AND PLEASE MDNI - 18+ ONLY

As Leander got changed into his Quidditch uniform, his hands begun to shake. The nerves becoming overwhelming. No one was sure how Gryffindor managed to pull themselves out of a losing streak and make it to the Final. But here he was. Taking a breath to steady himself, of course they were up against the best team in the school, Slytherin. Imelda made sure her team was top notch, drills daily, she was relentless. And if Leander was honest with himself, he was a bit scared. “Come on, Mate. Time to kick some snake butt!” Garreth clapped him on the back, startling him slightly. “Yeah, right.” Leander grabbed his broom and followed his team mates out of the locker room. They all stood on the pitch, brooms in hand, awaiting orders from Kogawa to take flight. Leander looked over the Slytherin team, Imelda had been captain since Quidditch was reinstated at the start of their six year. She was able to recruit Sebastian for his build, he had only become bigger since training with the strict Slytherin, a terrifying beater for sure. But there was only one person on the team he was truly afraid of, Saoirse Ryan, the new fifth year. Now a seventh year, she was lively, loved getting into arguments, and gods was she the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her bangs framed her face so nicely. Her eyes always looked like the start of a sunset; a tinge of orange flickered around the lightest brown he’d ever seen. Those eyes had been burning a hole into him since they stepped onto the pitch. It was known that she hated him, but he couldn’t help but like her. *whistle blow*

Kogawa altering the two teams to get into position, the atmosphere was heavy, the crowd was loud. Both sides chanting for their houses, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw picking sides and joining in the fun. Gryffindor had been labelled the underdogs this year, Leander wanted to do his best this game, even if they didn’t win. He didn’t want to regret not going all out on his last game ever. He took his spot as Keeper, he scanned the sky, Garreth was on his left, Sebastian was opposing Garreth, he said a small prayer for his teammate. His eyes found Saoirse, the fastest chaser this school had to offer. *siren sound* He watched as everyone took off, becoming a blur. He needed to stay focused, eyes on the chasers. The first couple of Quaffle’s had been easy to stop, ramping up over time as everyone settled into their rhythm. Swaying back and forth on his broom, watching as his teammates fought tooth and nail to stop the Slytherin chasers from getting through, and there she was, Saoirse. She was wicked fast on a broom, Imelda made sure of that. The way she pulled her broom up slightly told Leander she was going for a curve throw; he was thankful that he had watched her closely enough to figure out her tells. Dipping to the right, catching the Quaffle and stopping the 10 points that would have brought them to a draw. He could hear half the crowd cheer for him, it felt nice. It was a close game, 130 points to 140 points, Gryffindors way and it was so close to being over. Everyone was beginning to grow tired, arms sore, and Leander’s chest hurt a bit more than he had expected from using himself as a shield. He could see Imelda and Nellie racing for the snitch, Northcott protecting Brattleby as he scored against Slytherin. Leander just had to hold out a bit longer, stopping another shot taken by Flint. Come on, they were so close.

The sound of Garreth getting hit by a bludger drew his attention away for two seconds longer than it should have, Saoirse seizing her opportunity to take a shot that would finally go through. Leander’s eyes snapping to the Quaffle, diving for the ball. Catching it with his right arm, the momentum throwing him into the goal post. The pain radiated through his body as his ribs connected, taking the wind out of him. “IMELDA REYES HAS CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH, SLYTHERIN HAVE WON.” Kogawa’s voice resonated around the pitch. A flock of green rushed to Imelda, a well-deserved celebration. The Gryffindor players made their way off the pitch, defeated, tired, and sore. Gods, Leander wandered if he had cracked a rib or two. The locker room was quiet, everyone feeling a bit solemn. Leander sunk himself to the bench, hoping the pain would subside before he took to the showers. Getting lost in his own thoughts, he could have played better, but overall, they still would have lost. Pulling his jersey up, his ribs had begun to bruise, traveling towards his back. “Shit Lee, that looks rough.” Garreth said as he dried off his hair “Here, take this.” He passed him a vial full of green liquid. Leander took the potion “Thanks, Gaz.” Downing the contents, feeling the pain subside slightly. He would need to make a visit to Nurse Blainey after a hot shower. His teammates left one by one until it was just Leander left, the pain finally easing he shed his jersey, last time he would wear it. Turning the tap, the water hit the tiled ground. Leander occasionally sticking his hand in to check the temperature. Discarding his pants, he practically threw himself under the water. The scolding relief washing over him, sweat and dirt washed away instantly. The scorching feeling taking away from the throbbing pain that lingered in his ribs. “Leander, you still in here?” A familiar voice called out for him. “Saoirse?” “Yeah.” Her voice grew closer. “What are you doing in here?” Leander questioned. “Garreth said you were still in here.” Why did it sound like she was on the other side of the shower curtain. “That doesn’t answer my question.” His voice filled with concern. “You hit the post pretty hard, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Saoirse sounded concerned, if only he could see her face. “I’m okay, Gaz gave me one of his wiggenweld potions. Feeling gre-“ Leander winced at the pain that shot through his side, cursing himself for talking with his hands so enthusiastically. His hand grabbed for the pain, hunching slightly. The sound of metal clinking on metal quickly filled his ears, eyes darting to the now opened curtain, blown wide at the sight of Saoirse standing there with a panicked expression. “Are you okay?” She asked. “I-uh…” Leander was unable to string two words together, quickly covering his exposed manhood. Saoirse’s cheeks flushed a similar shade to his uniform, he had never seen her like this. She truly was the most beautiful witch he had ever seen. Her eyes ran over his body, he had never felt more self-conscious before this moment. He could feel himself harden as her gaze ran lower, he was frozen. Her tongue wet her lips gently, parting them slightly. “I have another...ah... potion… if you need it?” The same gaze flickering back to the still prominent bruise on his side. Her hand held the potion towards him. “Umm… can you look the other way…” Leander felt the heat bloom over his entire body. “Of course.” Turning to face away, hand still held out. Leander sheepishly took the vial and quickly downed it before handing it back. “Thank you.” He could already feel the pain fading. She was still standing there, within reach. “Do you need anything else?” He couldn’t wrap his head around why she was still here.

Turning back to face him, cheeks still flushed. “I don’t, but I think you do.” Flashing him a wink, followed by a smirk. Kicking off her shoes, she took a step into the cubical, Leander instinctively stepped back. His back pressed into the cold tiles, unable to escape. Another step closer, Leander threw his hands up in protest. His erection now free from his grasp, eyes shut tight. “What are you doing?” His voice cracked. There was no response, it felt like an eternity of silence. He wandered if she had left, seen his naked body and ran for the hills. He blinked his eyes open slowly, the water running down in front of him, his vision slight obscured. But she was still standing there, her socks soaked through. Her Quidditch uniform slightly damp from the splash back. Her eyes were dark, like they had found her prey. Her lip was pulled between her teeth, biting down gently. Saoirse’s hand reached for the still outstretch arms, pulling him towards her. Stumbling forward, his hands landing on her to catch himself. Her arms extended around Leander’s neck, pushing herself up on her tippy toes. She pulled him to meet her lips, capturing him in a kiss. Her lips felt so soft against his, her fingers scratched at his scalp, sending shivers down his spine. Leander’s hands gripped at her hips. This felt like a dream, maybe he hit his head instead and he was currently unconscious. If that was the case, he never wanted to wake up again. Her hand trailed down his side, slightly grabbing at the bruise that was still present. Leander winced at the pain, oh… this wasn’t a dream. Saoirse’s fingers danced over his chest, gradually pushing him backwards, breaking the kiss apart. The tiles felt cold against his skin once more, the water drenching her entirely. Her hand pushed the shower head upwards, Leander’s eyes dragged over how the wet uniform clung to her form. Whimpering quietly at the sight, fingernails trailing down his chest, over his abdomen, he could feel his muscles tighten at the touch.

He watched her sink to her knees, running her tongue over her lips as she grasped his length between her hands. He had imagined this scene so many times before, how she would look, feel. Fuck, this was better than anything he could ever conjure himself. Her tongue run up the underside of his cock, flicking the tip as she slightly pulled away. Whimpering louder this time. She was peering up at him, watching his reaction. Her eyes looked like a storm was building at the end of October, that orange glint that danced with the foliage changing between seasons. “F-uck…” Leander’s hands flew to her hair as she took him in her mouth. Completely wrapped around him, her head began to bob ever so gently, swirling her tongue around his leaking tip. One hand slowly jerked his length, the other gripped his thigh, supporting herself. Gods, the sounds she was making made his head spin, humming against his skin. His hands tightened in her hair, sliding between where her ponytail started. Leander pushed slightly, his length dipped deeper into her mouth, she didn’t seem to mind. His head fell back against the tiled wall, desperate moans echoed in the bathroom. He hoped no one came back looking for him. Please, he needed this. Saoirse’s pace picked up, cheeks hollowing as she sucked at him harder. Leander’s hips bucked against her, hands holding her head in place. Her moans vibrated around his length, thrusting deeper, grazing the back of her throat. Her nails dug into his thigh; his groans grew louder. The build up of his release was approaching, his fingers gripped tighter in her hair. Pulling her further onto himself, his hips thrusting quicker. Leander could thank Godric himself for this feeling, her damp swollen lips around his cock felt like heaven. Her muffled moans mixing with his, the sound she made every time his cock hit the back of her throat. Small praises left his lips, a numbness spread throughout his body, it sent a tingle up his spine. “Yes, fuck- yes!” His grip was relentless, forcing his entire length inside her mouth. Her eyes watered as his release coated her throat. Holding her there for a second longer than he should of, she pushed at his thighs. Releasing his grip, she broke away from his cock. Chest heaving as her breath caught up to her. “Fucking hell, Leander. A warning would have been nice.” Rising from her knees, her voice sounded cross with him but her lips pulled into a smirk. “Sorry… it just felt really good.” His voice a little meek, an octave lower than normal. “Well, you can consider that my apology then. It was partially my fault you hurt yourself.” “Oh, well then… Apology accepted.” The noise that left Saoirse caught Leander off guard, he wasn’t sure he had ever heard her laugh before. It was a sound he would like to hear more of.

[sychenb]

(WIP ) I only really have 2 pages drawn/drafted so far out of possibly 6. The story is written by @slytherizz and I cannot wait to finish this cause I immensely enjoyed reading it.

[dingdongdick]

the slytherizz

[auxiliare]

Not inappropriate but favorite author/s?

Thank you Anon for this question and so sorry for the super late response ; n ;

I have a couple of fav authors, here they are and some good fic recommendations should you wish to read :D

In no particular order:

Chipper99, all her stuff is good but I'm currently following What's One More Year? HIGHLY RECOMMEND

@eggymf, another amazing author, all her stuff is good, but man... of paper planes and wildflower...? SOOOO GOOODDDD

@fierymiasma, mostly a one shot author but her stuff are super cute! I really like You Look Better In Green

Speedgriffon with I Know Places, *chefs kiss* for all you omi fans

@choccy-milky, the beloved! The Raven and the Snake an amazing read

@twitchydownfall, The Glory Hole, HOLEY MOLEY SMUT GLORY

@slytherizz, been following In the Shadow of Us, it's making me cry guys. Not for the faint of heart. The slow pining be slow. And the angst be angst.

@applinsandoranges, @sebswebs @anto-pops A MUST. I'VE READ ALL THEIR STUFF. ALL OF THEM GOOD. GO READ THEM ALL.

These are just what I can think of off the top of my head, I'm also not finished discovering a lot of other authors so if I think of more I'll add them below :D

Happy reading Anon~