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i guess there’s just something about him. he has drawn me in, bewitched me, body and soul. the way he speaks, soft and deep, like every word is carefully chosen just for me.

the way he walks, the way he rides his motorcycle, the way his hair sometimes falls over his eyes. i want to push it out of the way and kiss him until i can’t breathe.

i want to sit on his lap and feel him, feel everything he is willing to give me. i want to look into his eyes and learn everything about him. the good, the bad, the in between.

i want to know him. inside and out. he is the air in my lungs, the fire in my loins, the life of my eternal body.

i can’t get enough of him.

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Has this been done before? It came to me in a vision

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this is everything omg

hear me out, long haired bucky in a loose white shirt flapping inthe wind, "he's a pirate" blasting in the background, arriving at port

a touch of destiny | b.b.

a/n: sooo i heard potc au? 😌

Ten years was a long time to spend ashore.

Part of him wondered, had always wondered, if it wasn’t too long a time even for his wretched, cut-out heart to withstand; on the longest nights of his voyage, he was sure you’d long since moved on, found someone else, someone who could offer you a real, steady life, a home, children. Something more than the memory of whispered declarations and desperate, blood-stained kisses, something more deserving of you.

But Captain Barnes had made a promise ten long years ago, and even though he found himself hesitating as land appeared on the horizon, he did not intend to break it; he couldn’t have if he tried, not if it meant foregoing a chance to catch a single glance of you after a whole decade.

There was a crowd waiting to see the Dutchman dock, of course, waiting to see if the rumors were true, if the cursed captain and his crew were allowed a reprieve of their fate for a day just like legend foretold, but he didn’t pay any attention to their gasps and exclamations; his eyes found you immediately, even as you stood to the back of the crowd, a shy smile on your lips as you slipped away, and had his heart still been in his possession he was sure it would’ve beaten out of his chest because gods, your face was even more beautiful than he remembered.

He didn’t wait for the anchor to be dropped or the boat to be securely tied to the pier before he appeared on the shore, just far enough from the gawking onlookers to evade an immediate onslaught of chatter, barely noticing the way the hot sand burned his soles deliciously; damnit, he only had one day and he wasn’t going to waste another second. He caught you running, tumbling, laughing, salt on your cheeks and crow’s feet around your eyes, your hands in his hair as you melted into him once again; you whispered his name into his mouth and he knew that it’d all been worth it for this one day.

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gonna try to be more active on here, hoping to get out a couple bucky fics soon 😝

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so high ☆ mattheo riddle x f!reader

summary: you bet mattheo that you can out-smoke him at a slytherin party and he doesn’t believe you.

a/n: characters are 18+ also not proofread, so sorry if there's mistakes :)

warnings: suggestive flirting, making out, smut at the end, bets, smoking (obvs), reader smokes, dr*gs, drinking, swearing, general party theme lol

it was a saturday night, and throughout hogwarts castle, teachers slept, house elves cleaned the halls, and younger year students slept peacefully in their common rooms. all was quiet, except for the slytherin common room.

music blared from the enchanted speakers that enzo and pansy had gotten from hogsmeade earlier in the week, and firewhiskey shots were being passed around by the “bartender” who was really just adrian pucey sitting behind one of the tables in the room.

you watched from one of the plush couches as draco and blaise danced around each other, laughing and singing, already hammered off of a mix of weed and alcohol. theo was also with them, not nearly as hammered, but laughing at them and singing along to the song that was playing.

“and i thought these two couldn’t get any more ridiculous.” a voice said from behind you, and you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

“hi mattheo,” you smirked, not looking back at your best friend. “let them be, it’s your weed they’re zooted off of.”

his arms came to wrap around your shoulders as he leaned in behind you, lips tickling your ear as he whispered so only you could hear.

“i barely gave them any, they split a joint between them.”

finally, you turned around and gave the boy a smile.

“there’s no way that’s true matty, i’ve smoked your joints before and that is not what happens at all.”

he smirks at you and comes to sit down on the couch next to you. his arm goes back up around your shoulders as he leans closer to you.

“oh yeah? and what exactly happens when you smoke my joints love?” his tone is suggestive as he raises his eyebrows at you and gives you a teasing wink.

your cheeks redden, and you can tell he notices by the way his grin widens and he shuffles a little closer to you on the couch.

he’s challenging you, and you know it by the way he’s looking at you, his dark brown eyes boring into you, waiting for an answer.

two can play at this game.

mattheo may have been a flirt, but so were you.

he takes a sip of his drink as you shoot him a sweet smile, “oh you know, the usual, maybe a little spacey, a little relaxed, a little horny.”

you say the last part quietly so only he can hear you, and his eyes go wide as he chokes on his drink, coughing. you watch as it’s his turn to get flustered. he recovers quickly though, and before you know it he’s pulling out two joints from behind his ear.

“is that so?” he says, his tongue running against his bottom lip slowly as he looks at you.

“yeah, and you know what matty?” you start to slowly lean closer to him, your hand softly brushing up his arm.

his eyes flicker down to your lips and it's his turn to blush as he shifts slightly in his spot on the couch. flirting isn't uncommon in your relationship with the boy, but it's days like these when mattheo has already had a little bit to drink, and you're looking a little too good in your party outfit, that he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he'll be brave enough to make a move.

he lets out a breathy chuckle. "what darling?"

you lean even closer so that your lips are almost against his ear. "i bet you anything that i can out smoke you, right here, right now."

the hand that's still on his arm slides up to his left ear where two already rolled joints are resting. you snatch them up as he processes your words. you're already off the couch and laughing as he finally recovers and gives you a dark stare- not unkind, but something that you can't quite place.

"anything?" his voice is low, challenging you. "because i could think of a lot of things i want if i win."

"oh yeah? like what riddle?"

he gets off the couch and motions you to follow him through the common room doors. "come with me to the astronomy tower and we'll see who can really out smoke who." he looks back at you with a shit-eating grin. "and when i win, i get to ask you one question, and you have to answer truthfully. if you don't i'll know."

you laugh again at that. "ok matty, you're on. but if i win," you reach over to run a hand through his hair, your small hand finding his larger one in the darkness of the hallway. "you have to do my history of magic essay for me, and my potions notes."

mattheo shoots you a quick grin. "you're on princess."

the nickname makes your cheeks flush, and you thank merlin that the hallway is dark enough so he can't see how flustered he makes you.

it's around 12:30 by the time you arrive at the astronomy tower, and mattheo sparks the first joint with a quick incendio. your joint is between your lips and you're about to pull out your wand to light yours as well, but mattheo beats you to it.

"let me princess." he holds up his wand and lights yours up with ease. you flush again. that has to be one of the sexiest things he could have done. i might just let him win at this point.

"thanks matty." you say softly. he's leaning against the rail of the tower, and you step to join him. your arms are brushing against each others as you finish your first joints.

half an hour passes and you continue to try and out-smoke each other, giggling and becoming more chatty with each drag. by the time you're 2 joints in you have to call it quits. anymore you were going to green out, and you really didn't need to have a panic attack on top of one of the highest points in hogwarts.

"alright matty, you win, there's no way I'm having another one tonight." you have a genuine smile on your face as you tilt your head to look at him, joint still hanging off your pink lips. mattheo thinks you might be the prettiest girl he's ever seen. he looks away from you before you catch him staring, and sparks up another for himself.

"i knew you couldn't beat me darling, but you did get pretty close." he's looking at you with a smug smile and you just want to kiss it off his perfect face.

"shut up mattheo," you laugh good-naturedly at him. "i guess you get to ask me your question now. i promise to answer 100% truthfully."

you take a small step closer to him as you speak, and you are so close to each other now, that you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"hmm let me think," he puts his hand on his chin in mock thought. truthfully, he knows exactly what he wants to ask you, but it's so fun to watch you squirm as you wait for him.

"ok here's my question,"

he pauses to flick the butt of the joint off the astronomy tower, and in one quick swoop, his arm is around your waist, pulling you flush against him. you look up at his brown eyes and see as confident as he looks, there's still a faint tint to his cheeks.

he speaks softly, "if i kissed you right now, would you kiss me back?"

your heartbeat speeds up and your arms come up to wrap around his shoulders. a loving smile spreads across your face as he awaits your answer.

"why don't you kiss me and find out?" you whisper leaning in.

a wide grin spreads across his face and he takes no time in pressing his soft lips to yours eagerly. you kiss him back with the same eagerness, and one of his hands stays on your waist as the other sinks down to caress your backside. the kiss gets deeper and more enthusiastic as you open your mouth a little to let his tongue slip in. you let out a soft moan and grab the back of his hair to give it a tug.

it's his turn to groan as he pushes you up against the railing of the tower. you and mattheo only pull away for the need of air. you're both panting as you pull away and smile at each other. the weed in your systems makes every touch seem so much more intimate, and you never want him to let go of you.

"if i knew you were going to kiss me like that, i would've dragged you up here sooner." you (half) joked as mattheo leaned into you to suck lovebites onto your neck.

his head was still buried in your skin as he answered you. "i don't think i'll ever be able to not kiss you again princess." his voice was needy, and you could feel the growing bulge in his pants. "i've wanted to do that for so long," he confessed quietly, pulling his lips away from your skin.

"me too baby."

the pet name made him drag you into another heated kiss, your hands finding their spot right on the top of his belt buckle. you could feel him against you, desperately searching for some relief.

"need a little help matty?"

he groans as he nods his head, leaning in to kiss you again. you waste no time in unbuckling his belt and watch as his pants fall down around his ankles. his hands are already reaching up your skirt, pulling your panties to the side as he slips two fingers into your awaiting heat.

"so wet for me princess, can't wait 'till my dick is in your perfect pussy."

his lewd words make you moan into his mouth, along with his expert fingers, pumping in and out of you. you can't wait anymore, and you pull down his boxers to let his dick spring free. you pull away from the kiss to look down at his throbbing member. he was the perfect size, tip flushing red as it leaked precum. your hand reached down to swipe it off, as your hand pumped him. his head was thrown back and his eyes rolled back into his skull, his voice heavy with lust when he spoke.

"gods princess i need to be inside of you right now." he pulled his fingers out of your soaked heat, looking at you for permission to enter.

you nodded at him and dragged him closer to your body. "fuck matty, i need you so bad."

he didn't need to be told twice, as his hand reached down around his cock, and pressed into you. you both moaned at the way he was stretching you out, the pleasure like nothing you've ever felt before.

"holy shit."

mattheo's swore as he thrust into you, moaning and whispering praises into your ear. "such a good girl for me princess, you feel so good."

"fuck mattheo, don't stop, i'm so close baby." you moaned. his cock was hitting the perfect spot, making your vision blurry.

"you take me so well baby, never gonna want anybody but you."

his thrust got harder as you clenched around him. the familiar heat in your stomach was white hot as you clenched even harder around his thick cock. "i'm coming matty, oh merlin." you moaned.

"yeah princess, come on my cock, i wanna see your pretty face when you do it."

his words were too much as you came around him. he groaned loudly as he felt you come, and his thrusts got sloppier and rougher. you could tell he was close.

"you fuck me so good matty," you panted. "come inside me baby, i wanna feel you."

that was enough to send him over the edge, and you could feel the thick ropes of cum release inside of you as he fucked you through his orgasm. you were both panting as you came down from your high together. he reluctantly pulled out of you and pulled his pants back on.

you smiled at him and leaned up to give him a quick kiss. "that was so good matty."

he still had a bit of a dazed look in his eyes as he stared at you.

"matty?" he was just staring at you, and you were getting nervous that he regretted it.

"can i be your boyfriend princess? i promise to treat you right." the genuine tone in his voice made you grin widely, as you kissed him again, this time with more passion.

"of course you can mattheo, as long as i can be your girl."

"you can be mine for as long as you want me to be princess, i love you." his hand caressed your cheek softly as you both smiled at each other.

"i love you too mattheo, more than you ever know. and who knows? maybe one day i'll actually out-smoke you."

he laughed and shook his head at your teasing. "i don't know darling, if i get to fuck you like that everytime, i'm definitely not letting you win."

"oh you're on riddle."

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athena’s masterlist

☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆

hogwarts legacy

⋆ sebastian sallow

chemtrails over the country club

⋆ ominis gaunt

⋆ garreth weasley

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hp marauders era

⋆remus lupin

⋆sirius black

⋆ james potter

⋆ wolfstar x reader

⋆ poly!maruaders

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slytherin boys

⋆ theodore nott

⋆ mattheo riddle

so high

⋆ draco malfoy

⋆ tom riddle

marvel

⋆ bucky barnes

⋆ peter parker

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chemtrails over the country club ☆ sebastian sallow x f!reader

summary: you and sebastian have always understood each other better than anyone else.

a/n: based on chemtrails over the country club by lana del rey!

warnings: none i think, just a lot of fluff + you and seb have lots of unresolved trauma, mc is a flirt

i’m on the run, with you my sweet love, there’s nothing wrong contemplating god, under the chemtrails over the country club

running through the highlands to fight goblins with sebastian shouldn’t have you feeling this exhilarated. fighting ranrok’s loyalists fills you both with a sense of purpose. yours being the final end goal of saving the wizarding world from another war, and sebastian’s being to get his revenge for anne.

no, fighting loyalists or poachers with anyone else didn’t excite you as much as it did with sebastian, because there was so much more to it for both of you. sebastian had introduced you to the world of duelling, and had practiced with you in the undercroft, poring over books and different wand movements.

“you coming y/n?” sebastian was standing a few feet ahead of you, and pulled you out of your thoughts as he questioned you.

his brown hair was tousled from the wind and the running, and his freckled cheeks were slightly pink. he looked like an angel, and you never wanted to look away.

“right behind you seb, you know your legs are longer than mine.” you smiled at him and jogged to catch up with him.

“race you to the next encampment love!”

you laughed as he started running ahead of you, shaking your head at his childish antics. yes, running with sebastian was definitely better than with anyone else.

meet you for coffee, at the elementary school, we laugh about nothing as the summer gets cool

the summer after you defeated ranrok, sebastian had disappeared to his (now empty) cottage in feldcroft. only you and ominis knew he was there, and that he had been doing yard work around the village all summer to make some money. ominis was still wary of being his friend, but you couldn’t just stay away. his sad face hadn’t left your mind since you had left hogwarts on the last day of term, and it was getting impossible to not run to him.

you had exchanged a few letters throughout july, just checking up on each other, making sure the other was staying out of trouble and getting enough to eat. you were staying in a room at the three broomsticks, courtesy of sirona ryan, and working a few days a week.

as august approached, it was getting harder and harder to stay away from him, so one day you told sirona that you were taking a week off to go stay with him. she was more than okay with it, and insisted you bring along some butterbeer to share.

sending him a short letter via owl, you packed your bag and took the nearest floo flame to feldcroft.

when you arrived in feldcroft, it didn’t take you long to spot him, as he was outside of his house chopping fire wood. your breath hitched as you looked at him, slightly sweaty, and definitely more muscular. his freckles were painted across his skin even more prominent with a summer tan.

“sebastian!” you called out to him, lugging your trunk with you as you crossed the path to his house.

his head shot up when he heard your voice, and the most genuine smile you had seen since the catacombs spread across his face.

he dropped his axe and ran to you, wrapping his arms around you and burying his head in your neck.

“i missed you so much.” his voice was thick, and you pulled away from him to cup his face in your hands.

“i missed you too sebastian, more than you know.” his arms didn’t leave your waist as he smiled down at you. after staring at each other for a few more seconds, he snapped out of his gaze and came to his senses.

“here let me get your trunk for you. i’ll bring it into the house and we can catch up.” he lifted your heavy trunk onto his shoulder with ease, and you had to restrain yourself from drooling at his display of strength.

once you had unpacked your things, you and sebastian sat down with your butterbeer from sirona.

“tell me everything you’ve been doing this past month seb, i’ve been so busy working at the three broomsticks i barely have time to write to anybody!”

so the night went on as you both talked and shared quiet laughs in the orange light of the sallow cottage, happy to be back in each others presence again.

i’m not bored or unhappy, i’m still so strange and wild, you’re in the wind, i’m in the water, nobody’s son, nobody’s daughter, watching the chemtrails over the country club

4 days had passed since you had arrived at the sallow cottage, and with each passing day, it was getting harder and harder to ignore the amount of feelings you had for the boy. you both had thrown around a fair few compliments and flirtatious remarks at each other throughout the week, and you decided that you could do this with him for the rest of your life. making breakfast together in the kitchen, walks around the trails near the village, and rolling around in the flowery meadows, pointing out different clouds and what they looked like.

it was all getting very domestic, and you were going to go crazy if by the end of the week you were still just friends.

today is the day you decided. the shameless flirting was already at an all time high, and you decided that today you were going to kick it up a notch.

sitting at a small table in the front yard of the house, you were watching him pull weeds out of the garden, his white shirt sleeves rolled up showing off his strong forearms.

“hey sebastian?”

he turned to look at you, wiping a few beads of sweat of his forehead. “yes love?”

“nothing, i just think you look very handsome today.” it was bold- you knew that, but you were past the point of caring. you knew no one else could ever make you feel how he made you feel.

he was blushing when you looked at him, a small smile on his face. he brushed his hands on his trousers and came to sit down beside you at the small table.

“you think so? because i think i’m covered in dirt and sweat and desperately need a bath.” he chuckled and his thigh brushed yours under the table.

“need any help with that?” you flirted, as you rested your hand on your cheek and leaned up to look at him through your lashes.

the flush on his face deepens, and he has to look away from your gaze or he just might explode.

“you are a terrible flirt, do you know that?” his voice is low but his eyes are swimming with a softness he saved only for you. “this whole week, i don’t think i’ve ever been more flustered.”

before you can open your mouth to retort, sebastian leans down and captures your lips with his. it’s soft and hesitant, and your shocked at first, but quickly throw your arms around his neck and kiss him back deeply. the kiss is needy and desperate, something that you both know should have happened a long time ago.

when you both pulled away for a breath, sebastian’s hand stayed in your hair at the back of your neck, and his forehead was pressed against yours.

“i’ve wanted to do that for so long, you have no idea.” he breathed.

“how long?” you asked him breathlessly, as you fought the urge to just kiss him again as much as you could.

“honestly? since you bested me in that duel at the beginning of the year. and pretty much any other time we were alone after that.”

“so you’re telling me we could’ve been doing that this whole time!?” you joked and he laughed heartily.

“we have all the time in the world to make up for it now love, don’t you worry.”

you gave him a loving smile, and leaned up to give him a soft peck on the lips. he smiled at you as your hand came up to rest on his muscular chest.

“why don’t we go run you a bath, and you can show me just how much you’ve wanted to do to me since that duel..”

sebastian didn’t need to be told twice as he grabbed your hand and all but dragged you into the house, shutting the door behind him quickly as possible.

the sound of your laughter filled the house as you both ran to get the bathing supplies.

yes, you both may have some unresolved issues, but as long as you were together, you knew you could get through it.

it’s never too late, baby, so don’t give up… under the chemtrails over the country club

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using capitals to write is just a not a train i can jump on

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characters i write for

-golden trio era (any)

-slytherin boys

-marauders era (any)

-trevor gta 5

-micheal gta 5

-hogwarts legacy (sebastian, ominis, and garreth)

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ok ik i haven’t posted in a long time but im gonna put out a list of characters and shit i’m gonna attempt to write for

this is primarily a hogwarts legacy blog and marauders era blog but i’ve also been really into the GTA 5 fandom so i’ll just write whatever i feel like at the moment tbh :))))

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have had some ideas for oneshots for seb and ominis- should i post them?

(i think i might, i need to get all these thoughts out of my head lol)