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revelisms · 10 months
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Excerpt: You Can't Replace Her
Vi's return has Jinx floundering. Sevika sifts through the layers.
From 'heron blue,' an AU where Vi and Jinx reconnect under different terms. Slow, rocky relationship rebuilding, found family messiness, and political schemings. Full story on AO3
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Sat at the table across from the kitchenette's thin galley, Jinx twists her plait about one finger—a single one, today, the weave of it adorned with scraps of bullet casings and clips—and doesn't say a word. She squeezes the cool metal of one of the casings, hard enough to sting.
"I'm not mad at you, you brat," Sevika grumbles, without sparing her a glance. "Not your fault the little shit's back from the dead. But, of the seven hells—" 
Her thick fingers spear into the creases beneath her eyes: a slow kneading. She says nothing, for a beat. Just smokes, and smokes. 
"He loves you too damned much," she growls quietly, then. She flicks the ash of her cigarette over a tray on the balcony's railing. "Your sister worth all this, to you?"
The casing between Jinx's fingers aches. 
Ever since he'd placed a meal and a plan before her—laid a quiet, terrifying choice in her hands—she'd turned the thought over, for hours, and hours. 
Do you want her near you?
She wanted her sister's presence, less than craved it—like a girl yearned for her favorite toy; like an infant wailed for their mother; like a child found comfort in the lonely walls of their room, closed off from the rest of the world.
She missed her. She was terrified of her. She longed for her. She hated her.
She hadn't been able to answer him, then. She couldn't.
The same denial sits on her tongue, now.
"I don't...I don't know," she mumbles.
"'Course you don't," Sevika snarks.
"I don't know, okay?" Jinx wrenches her head away, glaring into the yellowing paper of the wall. "She—she left me." Her nail picks and picks at her knee. "She left me, because I—I wasn't good enough, I wasn't strong enough, I was—I was weak." A crack in her voice, thin and sharp. "I was weak, and I ruined everything."
The shadow across from her chuffs, quietly. "Boss doesn't see you as weak."
Jinx curls her shoulders to her ears, pressing her cheek into one of them. "Doesn't matter."
"Like you couldn't knock me off my feet, if you tried." A steel-gray stare flicks over at her, cold points in the greenish haze that stretches beyond this small room, seeping through the open door like a sweet-soured fog. "When we took you in, you couldn't throw a punch for shit. You took to a gun like it was welded through you, though." Sevika lifts one brow, with a shrug of her shoulder. "Still need to work on your punches," she notes, dryly. "But they're better."
Mylo's voice scratches and claws through Jinx's ears.
"So what?" she spits. "I'm not—not like her. I'll never be like her."
"Why do you need to be?" Those eyes again, staring hard at her. "You can't replace her." Sevika huffs, turning back to the smog-tainted view that spills down from the balcony's edge. "If you had that in your head, with her gone—sure as hell doesn't matter, now."
The words tear at something in Jinx's bones, buried so deep into the marrow that it uproots her. She blinks. Breathes. Shakes.
"Something you Fissure brats should've learned, years ago," Sevika rumbles on, a low, muted thing. "Someone dies, you leave them dead. You don't carry around their corpse, making yourself into their image; you don't become them, to you, or to anybody else." She ticks the ash from her cigarette. "You can't."
Jinx's fingers tremble over her knee. The swallow she forces down clings like ash to her throat. "Then," she whispers, "then what do I—what do I do?"
Sevika's mouth curls at a snarl.
"You be." A final drag: the cigarette crushed into the tray, among a litter of countless others. "Whatever you need for yourself, first. Damn the rest."
Silco, in his own ways, had told her the same. Cradled her head beneath the cold drape of the Pilt's waves, with the gentlest sweep of his thumb: as though she were still only a scrappy street-cat of a girl, eleven years old and raging at the world. As though he were lowering himself back down into the place of his rebirth, where he had reforged himself, rebuilt himself. Where he'd found what he needed, to survive again.
She hadn't quite understood it all, then. 
She'd been too lost in the silence of the waves, in the strange peace she'd found floating in the blackwater, in the warmth of his hand lifting her back to the surface. Lost in her own fears of going back to the terrors gnashing on the shores. Too exhausted to move, to come back to herself. 
He'd carried her from the shallows, like he'd carried her back from the wreckage that day. They'd sat at the water's edge for hours, his coat draped over her shoulders, his eyes so faraway, and said nothing.
She thinks she might understand, now.
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myveryownfanfiction · 3 months
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Rickmas day 16: keep warm
18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @cassieuncaged, @deepperplexity
warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)
I pulled my cloak tighter around me as I patrolled the dungeon. Why it was so cold down here I would never know. Severus was already waiting for me at the end of the hall, holding the door open. I smiled as he raised an eyebrow at home.
“and just like that my shift is over.” I laughed as I walked over to him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I leaned in to kiss him. “Why dumbledore insists on nightly patrols when there are no students staying the holidays always amazes me.” Severus nodded as he smoothed his hands down my sides.
“I asked him once. Something about making sure the castle was still secure. I don’t know.” Severus said as he ghosted his nose down my jawline. “You look cold.” I nodded against him and pressed my nose against his throat. “Ah!” Severus hissed as he pulled back. “You’re freezing!” I nodded.
“it’s freezing down here in case you didn’t notice Severus.” I teased. “I’m just about ready to turn into an icicle.” Severus pressed a kiss to my cheek and pulled me into his chambers.
“well then we’ll just have to warm you up.” He smiled at me. I laughed as he pushed my cloak off. “And find a way to keep you warm.” We set about undressing each other, stealing kisses as we went. Before long I was buried under the blankets of Severus’ bed, Severus laying on top of me. He had slid into me as soon as the blankets hit his back. “Fuck.” He breathed out as I ground my hips against his.
“sev. Please.” I whined, watching a drop of sweat drip down his nose. Severus leaned down to kiss me, moaning as I lifted my hips to meet his.
“So close.” Severus moaned. “So damn close.” I nodded and buried my head in his shoulder. “(Y/N).”
“Severus I can’t…” I groaned. I held onto him tightly as my orgasm washed over me. Severus moaned as he twitched in me.
“fuck. (Y/N).” He breathed out as he came. We laid there, sweaty bodies stuck together as we came down from our highs. “Told you I would keep you warm.” Severus teased when he had caught his breath.
“I don’t know sev.” I laughed as he rolled onto his back, pulling me to his chest. “I can already feel the chill setting back in.” I winked up at him as he groaned and his hands started to explore again.
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sexysapphicshopowner · 4 months
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🤎 Context/AU (Alternate Universe): Modern AU- You and Sevika are coworkers turned best friends at her mechanic shop. She's having a little trouble telling you...something. She uses her Secret Santa gift to you to tell you.
🤎 soft!mechanic!Sevika x bubbly!mechanic!reader
🤎 CW/TW: lesbians being lesbians, Sevika is Sevika but you make her feel things...she's not sure what to make of that, blossoming relationship, pining, christmas, santa, fluff, pet names, first kiss, mistletoe, suggestive talk (you gotta close your eyes though), no use of marseille, not proofread
🤎 A/N: I know I should be writing part 2 to 'Our Love' but this idea (and Sevika period) is giving me serious brain rot. Enjoy my probably ooc ass version of Sev. This sucks ass, butttt I'll make up for it with a better post later, I promise!!
🤎 Notes: most times, I will be explicitly writing a black reader. this is not one of those times. this is a fully ambiguous reader save for the gender- female. I'm a firm believer in the beauty of Sevika's scars so to keep them in this we'll say she's a surviving burn victim.
🤎 Word count: 2.7k
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🤎 You were one of the first people to apply for work when Sev first opened her shop
🤎 It was basically run by the two of you the way you became quick friends
🤎 You had come in, already dressed in a worker's jumper, the top half off and wrapped around your waist with a black cami on
🤎 If it weren't for how you were dressed, she wouldn't have even realized you were here about the job posting because she was too busy focusing on how pretty she thought you were
🤎 You started the same day
🤎 It wasn't like you two didn't notice each other, but you both put into your heads that it would be unwise for you to let your attraction go anywhere due to you guys basically running a business together
🤎 So every time you caught yourself drooling over Sev as she worked under the hood of a car, muscles rippling, grease covering her in smudges here and there....whew boy, let's just say you take a lot of....water breaks
🤎 She's no better either
🤎 The way her eyes follow your curves every time you bend over to pick something up
🤎 She stares at your lips whenever the two of you are talking, be it inside or outside of work
🤎 Speaking of which, you guys hang out- a lot
🤎 Within the first month of you working for her, she had already invited you over for dinner- as a friend
🤎 Once you guys become besties, you're over her place more than your own
🤎 You two will talk about any and everything together
🤎 At some point you call yourself trying to ignore your raging crush on your best friend and get a girlfriend
🤎 It ends in you being cheated on serially
🤎 You go to cry at Sev's the night of the breakup
🤎 This is the first time....something happens between you two
🤎 You're both drunk of your asses, you moreso than her
🤎 She's watching you intently as you curse out your ex and ramble on about all the things she wasn't meeting the bare minimum with
🤎 It's not until you've been silent for a while, lips no longer moving, that Sevika looks back up to your eyes, the two of you now dangerously close to one another
🤎 "What's wrong? I was listening I swear," she starts to defend herself
🤎 Your pupils are blown, your eyes glassy and your face flushed- whether from the alcohol, your proximity to Sevika, or a combination of both, you were too inebriated to tell
🤎 You reached up, fingers just barely grazing her jaw as you spoke
🤎 "Your face is so....you're beautiful..." you slurred, fingers ghosting over the scars that were etched into the lower left side of her face, trailing down her neck and disappearing underneath the collar of her t-shirt.
🤎 Her ears burned red hot as she just let you talk
🤎 You continued to slur on, but she chalked it all up to you being drunk until you said some words that made her heart beat faster in her chest
🤎 "'M not....s'posed to....I think....I like you...." you whispered as you leaned against her chest
🤎 Had you been a little more sober, you would've noticed the way her heart started to beat out of her chest at your words.
🤎 Actually, had you been a little more sober...you wouldn't have said that, but shhhh....
🤎 You were out like a light afterward
🤎 It wasn't until that night that Sevika started to get worse with hiding her feelings for you
🤎 She was taking you on more...friend dates
🤎 Buying you flowers because she knew you liked them and "I know you don't have anyone to get them for you right now, so..."
🤎 If you have a hobby like reading or maybe art, she's buying you new sketchbooks and supplies or she's getting you the newest editions of your favorites- all signed because hello??? she's that type of bitch fr
🤎 She gets you guys matching bracelets for your birthday after 2 years of friendship- yes, it's been that long now
🤎 Then comes Christmastime
🤎 You talked her a long time ago into doing Secret Santa with the peeps at the shop
🤎 She doesn't really see the hype, not having much experience with Christmas and it's traditions given her rocky relationship with her father, but she does it (only for you though)
🤎 This is the second annual Secret Santa for the shop
🤎 Just your luck, you don't end up getting Sevika like you wanted
🤎 That's okay though because Sevika got you
🤎 And you know she got you because of how much she's suddenly stressing the secret part of Secret Santa
🤎 Last year, she told you who she had gotten immediately, the two of you picking out your gifts for your respective people together and everything
🤎 Not this year
🤎 This year she doesn't tell anyone, not you, not anybody in the shop- and you know it, you asked around about it
🤎 She racking her brain trying to decide what to get you
🤎 Doesn't help that you're starting to render her useless
🤎 You're catching her spacing out while staring at you more often
🤎 She gets this fuzzy feeling and this misty look in her eyes whenever you're around
🤎 You kinda have an idea that she likes you back, you play into it
🤎 6 months ago, you had started returning her actions- buying her little gifts, making her lunch everyday because she'd forgotten one so many times that now she 'doesn't even have to worry about it', you plan a few friend dates yourself, you cuddle up to her more often whenever you two have your annual movie nights every week
🤎 It's all making her think maybe you know, but...last she checked you kinda liked someone
🤎 You hadn't told her who, even though you knew it was her, but in her mind she was competing with whoever this mystery crush was
🤎 She just wants you to look at her the way she looks at you
🤎 Back to Secret Santa though
🤎 The Christmas party is fast approaching and you still have no clue what the hell you're gonna do to figure out what Sevika's gotten you since you know she's your Santa this year
🤎 You've tried begging, bribing, snooping, everything at this point
🤎 She's keeping her lips locked tighter than a chastity belt at this point
🤎 The party is being hosted at Sevika's penthouse this year
🤎 You aren't allowed to help set up
🤎 You are not happy about that fact
🤎 "Relax, sweets...can't have you snooping in the gifts while we put them under the tree. You might accidentally see whatever your Santa got for you," she teased, running her finger playfully down your cheek
🤎 It was a trick. Your gift is in fact not under the tree
🤎 You decide to play her at her own game
🤎 If she wants to flirt and do all of this stuff for you, you'll do a little something for her as well
🤎 Everybody knows Sevika's got a thing for your body
🤎 You two are best friends
🤎 Best friends.
🤎 You know...those best friends that share a bed like they're a married couple
🤎 The touchy ones that make people question if they're actually secretly in a relationship
🤎 She's never shy about grabbing or smacking your ass- I mean you aren't shy about doing the same to her so it's fair
🤎 The two of you will regularly poke each other’s breasts in passing 
🤎 Whenever she’s driving you to you guys’ “friend dates”, she has to hold your thigh- will 100% make up some lie that it’s for your safety (“How does you caressing my thigh make me safer, Sev?” “You’re asking too many questions here, sweets. Do you want me to move it?” “.....no.” “Then let’s ride.”) 
🤎 So, with all of that known, you decided to show off said body for the party tonight 
🤎 You wore a form fitting dress that was advertised as a sexy Mrs. Claus dress 
🤎 The soft fabric clung to your body like it was practically painted on, the cute little fur trimmings not helping cover the fact that the hem stopped right at your mid-thigh 
🤎 The spaghetti straps and plunging neckline were hidden underneath your dramatic (faux) fur coat 
🤎 You topped it all off with a Santa hat and your matching bracelet Sev had gotten you 
🤎 Needless to say she wanted nothing more than to see what you had on under that coat when you were the last to arrive to party- a detail you made sure you kept since she refused to let you come over to help with set up for the party 
🤎 Her jaw actually dropped when you finally did take your coat off 
🤎 You teasingly closed her mouth, smirking almost knowingly at her, “You’ll catch flies, hotshot.” 
🤎 She’s flustered all night 
🤎 Not only because you seem to be genuinely flirting with her, but because she knows what she has in store for you
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Sevika was a bundle of nerves every time you looked up to catch her staring at you. You were drinking a glass of champagne, talking to...someone...she didn’t know, she was too busy looking at you to figure out which of her employees you were fraternizing with at the moment. 
The time to exchange gifts couldn’t come any sooner for her. 
She had been trying to work up the courage to just tell you that she’s in love with you for weeks now, and you with your games weren’t making it any easier. 
You’d take all her gifts with such a grateful smile, throwing your arms around her neck, pressing a kiss to her cheek, but then the very next day you were talking about your mystery crush again. 
You hadn’t said anything to the effect that you didn’t like all the advances she had been making, so she knew you at least felt...something for her...but she needed you to know exactly what she felt for you. 
You looked up to catch her looking at you again, throwing her a bright smile before you excused yourself from conversation with Danny and his girlfriend who’s name you forgot the second he’d introduced her, moving across the living room to go talk to her, “Hey you.” 
Boy if you could feel the way her heart was pumping and how sweaty her hands were the second you walked up. 
It took her a few moments- which you noticed- to find her voice, but she managed to smile back at you, “Hey yourself, Ms. Social butterfly. You’ve talked to everyone already.” 
You gave a soft shrug, “I mean, it’s not that hard to talk to them, I do work with them all, save for the people who brought their partners. Besides, I haven’t talked to you yet, hence why I’m over here.” 
“Hm, true, true....How come you didn’t bring your little secret crush? Not serious enough for that yet?” 
If only you know, huh? 
You gave a half-hearted shrug, “It’s...complicated.” 
“I see. W-” before she could continue, the alarm on her watch went off, signaling that it was time to exchange gifts. 
Seeing as she was hosting this year (you had hosted last year), she was in charge of pulling every gift from under the tree and giving them to whoever’s name was on them, that person then trying to guess who bought their gift. 
You didn’t get anything. 
There’s no way you couldn’t have been chosen. And no one else had gotten their gift from Sevika. 
With everyone else focused on their gifts, she pulled you aside into the kitchen, once again fdgety and nervous, “So...” 
“So?” 
“About your gift....before I....before I give it to you...I have to say a couple of things....” 
“Yeah?” 
She looked at you for a few moments, you could see her contemplating in her mind what she wanted to say. 
She had spent hours in her mirror rehearsing this moment, yet now that it was here, she couldn’t remember a single word she had wanted to say to you. 
She blinked as your hand came up to cup her cheek, “Huh?” 
You gave a soft chuckle, stroking your thumb over her skin, “I said what’s wrong? You’ve been acting all weird with me all night. You’re nervous. Just tell me, babes, you know I’ll love whatever it is, especially if it’s from you.” 
That did not help her calm down. 
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before looking back to you again, “Okay, so...I know that we’ve been really good friends for....a while now....but lately I’ve been thinking and....I....I like you...you’re nice...and you’ve managed to make 2 years feel more like 20...so...what I’m trying to say is that I....I’m-” 
Your lips pressing to her cheek in a fleeting kiss cut her off as she stared at you baffled, sputtering. 
You giggled again when she couldn’t come up with something to say, pointing above her head, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself.” 
She looked up to find herself standing underneath a sprig of mistletoe. Her cheeks flamed red as she looked away, pulling a small box out of the pocket of her slacks, “Here.” 
You eyed her for a few seconds before opening the box, gasping softly at the necklace inside. 
You knew that necklace anywhere. 
She told you about it the first time you slept over at her place. 
She had drawn up the design years ago, saying she was going to get it made when she fell in love with a girl. 
You were not emotionally prepared for more than a n ‘i like you’ tonight. 
Neither was your makeup when you started crying. 
She looked up worriedly, “You don’t like it....” she mumbled under her breath, sounding so unbelievably hurt. 
“No, Sev....I love it.....I love you.....” 
“You do?” 
You chuckled through your tears, “Yes, you idiot. Who’d you think my secret crush was? I thought you would’ve gotten it when I said ‘she brought me flowers yesterday’, but instead you brought me an even bigger bouquet the next day as if you weren’t the only person that had gotten me flowers.” 
She rolled her eyes, “Look, I just knew that I really, really liked you, and if I had to compete with someone else to show you how I felt, so be it.” 
“You’re cute.” 
“And you look like a drowned rat, stop crying sweets and let me put the damned thing on for you.” 
You rolled your eyes, turning around anyway as she took the dainty necklace to clasp it around your neck. You punched her in the shoulder, “That’s for saying I look like a drowned rat.” 
She took the jab in stride, pulling you closer to her as she lifted your chin with her other hand, “You’re the prettiest little drowned rat I’ve ever seen...” 
You bit your lip, looking away, “You’re gay.” 
“As are you, your point?” 
“My poi-” 
“Look at me when you talk, sweets.” 
She knew what the fuck she was doing. 
Even still, you brought your eyes back to hers, your voice soft as you whispered breathily, “I love you...” 
“I love you too....” 
“So....” 
“So?” 
“What now?” 
She looked back up to the mistletoe above her head, pulling you forward so that it was over you now, “I show you how to actually kiss under the mistletoe.” 
Kissing Sevika was instantly your new favorite thing. 
She tastes like bourbon and cigar smoke with a hint of cinnamon. 
Her hands went straight to your hips, pulling you flush against her, her lips were surprisingly really soft- you had yourself to thank for that for helping her “discover” lip balm- sucking you in and drawing all the air from your lungs. 
You had a giddy almost drunken smile as she smirked down at you, “I think that may be my new favorite tradition.” 
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sacredsnape · 1 year
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In which you distract Sev from his work on his birthday
Happy birthday to our beloved prince!! This is a special bday oneshot <3
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Genre: smut
Warnings: office sex, creampie, partially clothed sex, dom!Sev, sub!fem reader, daddy kink, praise kink, size kink, oral (f receiving), finger sucking, food play, aftercare
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You softly knocked on Severus's office door, a dark chocolate birthday cake carefully balanced in your hands. White icy frosting bore the message, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEV!"
Your husband opened his office door, his features laced with exhaustion and irritation. His features softened considerably when he saw you standing there with a beaming smile and birthday cake.
"Hi," he said softly, letting you inside his office. You stepped inside, being greeted by the sights and smells of various bubbling and smoking cauldrons on his desk. Despite it being his birthday, Severus still did his work like any other day. You wished that he'd allow himself to take a day off for once.
"Happy birthday, my love," you said, standing on your tip toes to kiss him. Severus's chest, which had been tight with stress from his work, loosened as his lips found your soft ones. He cupped your face, deepening the kiss before pulling away to murmur, "Thank you, princess. Did you make this cake all for me?"
"Of course I did," you laughed, placing the cake down on a nearby table. You glanced sideways at the potions on his desk, adding, "Why don't you put those away and have some cake? You've been working so hard recently and I'm so proud of you, but it's your birthday and you deserve to relax."
Severus pulled you forward by your waist, the sudden movement making your breath hitch. You craned your neck to look up at him, as he was several inches taller than you and naturally towered over you. His staggering height made you feel both protected and weak in the knees.
"I have to keep prototyping those potions, sweetheart," Severus said as he dotted your forehead with kisses. You frowned and he kissed your frown away. "It's just my luck that my birthday happens to fall on a work day."
"Sev, for the love of Merlin," you said, exasperated. Severus raised an eyebrow at you, absentmindedly rubbing circles into your hips that nearly made you squirm.
"You deserve to relax," you repeated firmly, holding your head high. "Have some cake with me and we'll sit and chat about stupid things."
Severus exhaled slowly through his nose, leaning down to press a singular kiss to your neck. He smelled so good, like cinnamon and rain. Your eyelids fluttered, biting your lip and whining when he pulled away.
A ghost of a smirk played at his lips as he responded, "We can have the cake later, baby. I need to finish my work."
"Severus Snape, I swear to god-"
Severus laughed. Your sentence fell short and you stared up at him, perplexed. He pressed a second, longer kiss to your neck this time, and you felt heat begin to pool in the pit of your stomach.
"Just give me a few minutes to finish up, okay? Take a seat and then I'll be ready for you." Severus pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before relucantly releasing you from his embrace.
He returned to his desk and you quickly sat down across from him, playing nervously with the hem of your skirt as you watched him work.
Severus hummed thoughtfully to himself as he worked, glancing up at you every now and then. Every time he caught your eye he smiled, his trousers becoming uncomfortably tight as he hurried to finish.
He yearned for you. Despite his desire to bend you over his desk and fuck you, he wanted to finish his work. He knew that he was practically edging himself and you, but that's what he liked. He enjoyed the fun and tension of it.
The moment Severus finished working and cleared his workspace, you immediately rose from your seat to grab the cake. You proudly placed it down in the center of his desk, summoning two forks and a small knife.
Severus smiled softly at you as he stood up, snaking his arms around your waist and watching over your shoulder as you sliced him a piece.
You turned around in his arms, your back pressed into the lip of his desk. Severus's chest was pressed into your front, his leg dangerously placed between your thighs. You swallowed thickly, handing him his slice as your cheeks burned crimson.
"Thank you, baby," Severus smiled, forking a piece into his mouth. He chewed slowly, relishing in the rich flavor. The dark chocolate melted pleasantly on his tongue and he hummed appreciatively.
"This tastes amazing," he said, noticing that a bit of frosting had gotten on his finger. He slowly licked it off, his eyes finding yours. You rubbed your thighs together on instinct, your blush deepening, and your breath quickening.
Severus must have noticed your sudden change in demeanor because he smirked, collecting more frosting on his finger. "Do you want to try some?" he asked you. You gasped; his voice was remarkably deeper than usual, presumably because of his growing arousal.
You nodded silently. Severus chuckled darkly.
"Use your words, sweetheart."
Severus pressed himself closer to you, his knee nudging your clothed cunt. You gasped again, tightly gripping his forearms as you fought to stay on your feet. Severus gathered more frosting, trailing his finger down the column of your neck and leaving behind a trail of white frosting.
"I want to try some," you finally said, your voice meek and trembling as you grew needier for Severus. Severus smiled tenderly at you, raising his finger to your mouth. You opened your mouth and he slowly slid his finger past your lips and into your mouth.
Just like you did with his cock, you immediately closed your lips around the digit, staring up at him innocently through your lashes.
You could feel Severus's hard cock pressing against your leg as you sucked on his finger. He released a quiet moan, dipping his head into the crook of your neck. He licked and kissed at the frosting he had left behind there, all while you continued to suck the frosting off his finger. It tasted wonderfully sweet.
Severus slowly brought his head up, his lips covered in frosting. You had a second to breathe before he smashed his lips against yours, groaning needily into your mouth as he lifted you up onto his desk with ease.
"Sev-" you gasped, moaning loudly when he reattached his lips to your neck, sucking harder and firmer on your skin. You wrapped your arms around him, knotting your fingers in his hair as pleasure overwhelmed your body.
"You taste so sweet," Severus moaned as he pulled away, licking the remaining frosting off of his lips. He pulled you closer by your hips, eagerly hooking his fingers into the waistband of your skirt.
"May I?" Severus asked you, his chest heaving and his eyes dark with lust. Although he was horny and desperate to fuck you into tomorrow, consent was the most important thing to him.
"Yes, daddy," you responded boldly. Something inside Severus shifted upon bearing you address him like that, and he practically tore your skirt into two as he removed it. He discarded it to the side, dropping to his knees to worship you like the goddess he saw you as.
"So pretty," he hummed, softly kissing your inner thighs. He silently admired your underwear; they were pink and lacy, decorated with a small white bow at the top. Severus couldn't wait to unwrap that birthday present.
Severus hooked your legs over his shoulders, inhaling the smell of sex as he inched closer to your dripping cunt. You nibbled on your bottom lip, excitement coursing through your veins. However, your excitement quickly deflated when Severus stood up.
"What-" you began to ask before being shushed by Severus. You watched him push the cake to the side, your eyes widening as he gathered a dollop of frosting on his finger.
He returned to his kneeling position and slid your underwear off, lifting your hips with one large hand. "When did you buy that pair?" Severus asked you, his lips grazing your clit. You whined, tugging gently on his hair. Severus pulled back, frowning up at you.
"I asked you a question, princess," he said, his voice edged with impatience.
"Last week," you answered, squirming when he dragged his frosting-clad finger across the top of your cunt. "Daddy," you quickly added, keening under his light touches.
"You should buy more like that," Severus suggested through a breathy chuckle. He firmly held your thighs in place over his shoulders, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the top of your cunt, licking the frosting off in the process.
"Fuck," you moaned, barely having time to process his ministrations before he took your throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard.
"Ah, p-please-" you stammered, your back arching as Severus worshiped your clit. You weren't quite sure what you were begging for, but Severus took the initiative and added his tongue to the mix, lapping up your arousal.
"Such a good girl for me," he growled, his nose rubbing against your clit as he worked his tongue along your slit. Your thighs trembled as you threw your head back, staring upside down at the numerous potions lining the shelves behind you.
"Oh my god," you gasped, digging your fingers into his scalp. Severus moaned against you, directing two clean fingers toward your entrance. He pushed them inside, causing your thighs to clamp around his head.
"God, your cunt is fucking ethereal," Severus groaned as he scissored his fingers inside of you. You were a complete mess, dribbling out all over his desk and tongue. Your body was aflame with pleasure, your orgasm approaching its peak.
"I'm so close," you whimpered to Severus, listening to the lewd sound of his fingers coming in contact with your cunt with each swift thrust. "Please don't stop- ah!"
Severus had taken your clit back into his mouth, sucking firmly. He moved his fingers faster and harder until you were crying out, pulling on his hair as your orgasm crashed through you.
Severus gently lapped at your clit as you came down from your climax, murmuring sweet words that seemed quite oxymoronic with how he had your legs shaking.
"You came so much for me, my sweet girl," Severus praised as he stood up, proudly puffing out his chest. Knowing that he could bring you so much pleasure with his tongue and fingers alone greatly boosted his confidence.
Severus leaned in to kiss you and you could taste a mixture of yourself and frosting. You were breathing unsteadily, your mind a bit fuzzy from your mind-blowing orgasm.
Severus slowly pressed kisses to your cheek, softly asking you, "Are you okay?" As much as he loved making you orgasm, you seemed to be in a heavy daze that raised his concerns.
"I'm okay," you said, nodding and licking your lips. You pulled him closer by the front of his robes, nibbling on his jawline and lazily palming his hard cock over his trousers. Severus moaned softly, grabbing your wrists and pinning them down to the desk.
"No touching," he chastised, winking at you. You opened your mouth to complain but quickly fell silent when he unbuttoned his trousers, freeing his cock from its confinements. The head was red and leaking, the shaft veined and girthy.
"Pretty," you mumbled as you gazed at his cock, biting your lip as you hesitantly reached both hands out to touch it. Severus didn't stop you; he watched you with attentive eyes, breathing slowly as you struggled to wrap both hands around his cock.
"Look at that, baby," Severus cooed, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "Your hands barely fit around my big cock."
You whimpered and nodded, giving his cock a few strokes. Severus immediately stopped your movements and you glared at him. He laughed, amused, and grabbed your hips, pressing his forehead to yours.
"I love you," Severus spoke, grabbing his cock and stroking it familiarly as he lined it up with your weeping entrance. You held onto his biceps, biting your lip as he undid the buttons of your blouse and pulled your bra down far enough so that your breasts were visible.
"I love you too," you breathed, pressing desperate little kisses to his cheek. Severus held you closely, smoothly pushing in with a grunt.
You whimpered and gripped his biceps, your mouth hanging open. Severus slowly kissed your lips and began to move in quick, shallow thrusts, gradually stretching you out.
"So fucking good," Severus grunted against your neck, holding your hips tightly. One hand fell to your clit, rubbing it in quick circles that caused you to squeeze his cock.
"Fuck, baby. Your pussy is like a fucking vice," Severus moaned, lying you down on his desk. You accidentally knocked over quills and books as you laid down, gripping the sides of the desk.
Severus bent over you, his breath hot and heavy on your neck. He thrusted harder, making your breasts jiggle in the confinements of your bra.
"Feels so good," you said breathily. Severus grabbed your hands and held them, pressing forward deeply and saying, "Yeah? My big cock stretches you out so good, doesn't it?"
"It does!" you cried out, wrapping your quivering legs around Severus's waist. You let out soft whimpers and moans, almost feeling lightheaded with lust as Severus continued to buck into you.
"Your pretty clit's all swollen," Severus cooed as he rubbed it quicker. It throbbed against his thumb, pulsing with overstimulation. You bit your lip, fighting to keep it down in order to avoid waking up the entire castle.
"Let me hear you," Severus said gruffly, snapping his hips so hard that his desk began to shake.
You shook your head. Severus abruptly stopped thrusting and you whined, squirming your hips around.
"Come on, sweetheart. I said, let me hear you," Severus repeated, continuing to rub your clit. Your walls fluttered around his cock and you moaned quietly; he was definitely doing that on purpose.
"Good girl." Severus resumed thrusting, drawing more lewd sounds from you. You clutched onto him, begging him to go faster.
"Faster? Fuck, you're so needy," Severus said, thrusting faster just like you had begged him to. You raked your fingers down his cloak, which he still wore, sliding the thick fabric between your fingers.
You could feel yourself growing closer to orgasm, your body shaking with each powerful thrust. Severus moaned above you, his face flushed red from his exertion. You grabbed his face in your hands, whimpering to him, "I'm gonna come soon."
Severus sloppily kissed you, his tongue circling yours. He held you tight as he moaned back, "Let go for me, princess. You've been so good for me."
You embraced him, releasing a broken moan as your orgasm reached its peak. Severus never stopped rubbing your clit as you came, drawing intense waves of pleasure from you. You shook beneath him, gasping for air as he continued to fuck you.
Severus let out a loud moan of your name as he came, filling you to the brim. He stayed still for a few moments, keeping you stuffed full of his warm seed. You were still squeezing him, milking him dry of every last drop.
"I'd say that was the best birthday I've ever had," Severus laughed quietly, stroking your face. You smiled, pressing a small kiss to the tip of his nose. "I'm glad it was," you said, "although you gave me most of the pleasure. I feel like it should've been me giving it to you, since it's your birthday."
Severus carefully pulled out, rubbing the head of his cock on your overstimulated clit. You whined and he chuckled, helping you sit up and cleaning himself and you up with a simple spell.
"I was receiving pleasure," he assured you, picking you up bridal style. You hooked your arms around the back of his neck, smiling up at him. "Your pussy feels like magic."
"Sev," you murmured, blushing in embarrassment at his words. Severus simply smiled down at you and pecked your forehead, carrying you to his adjacent private chambers.
There, he got you comfortable in bed and gently massaged your muscles, especially the ones in your legs. They were still shaking a little from your two orgasms.
"Thank you again for the cake," Severus said as he ran his large hands up and down your legs. "It was very tasty, but not as tasty as you."
You grinned and shyly hid your face in your pillow, giggling when Severus pressed kisses to your legs. How an amazing birthday it truly was for Severus.
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Summary: Snape is learning how to use technology. You teach him and then he starts to get a little too confident.
Requested by: @chococatkay
(This isn't a oneshot, but more like a listed oneshot, if that makes sense. You'll see what I mean.)
Contents: Strong language, mentions of sexual interactions, dirty talk, dom!Snape, sub!reader.
Read below cut!
(Bold font is Snape talking.)
Teaching Severus to use technology is like..:
•"Ok! And this is how you call!" *calls him on their phone*
- *he hangs up*
- "Hey, what gives?"
- "I can talk to you from here, why would you call me?"
- *groans* "Sev, I'm trying to help you."
• *texts him* "Hey, I'm going to the grocery store, need anything?"
- "who is this?"
- "Sev, it's me y/n...your partner?"
- "Oh! Y/n, dear, how are you today?"
• *he texts you* "👻👻👻👻👻👻👻🤑🤠🤔😱"
- "um, babe, you alright?"
- "what are these?"
- "emojis"
- "👻"
- "do you like them?"
- "👻👻👻"
• "Darling, look at this picture I captured of the school today. The sun shone on it beautifully this morning!" *proceeds to show you the picture, proud*
• *calls you*
- "Sev, I'm at work babe. Can I help you with anything?"
- "Oh, sorry dear. No, I just wanted to say I love you. I suppose I could have just texted you. Apologies. Good bye!"
Random things:
• your name in his phone is "My Love"
• he really loves the ghost emoji
• takes pictures of lots of things he thinks are interesting and sends them to you
• his lock screen is a picture of you in his robes because he thinks it's a silly picture of you
Light NSFW:
• he rarely sends pictures because he worries about privacy
• he gets extremely cocky with dirty talk over texts and over the phone
- "wait until I have you in my arms, darling..."
- "I can sense your attitude, even over text. I suggest you correct it before I get home tonight, my dear."
- "I am a Professor my love, perhaps I need to teach you a lesson..."
HARD NSFW:
• after he gets more comfortable with texting, he gets more comfortable in other ways..
- "I know you're desperate my darling, but remember to have some patience. Or do I have to nail it into that pretty little head of yours tonight.."
- *you send him a picture* "Oh my, you should be more careful sending things like that to me while I'm at work. You could get me in trouble. But, by the looks of you...it seems like you want to be in trouble. You're asking for it, with your legs all spread out like that. I suppose you wish your hands were mine, right darling?"
• *you text him, frustrated*
- "What's taking you so fucking long to get home? I need you, sir! I'm going to touch myself if you take any longer."
- "Watch your tone with me. I have found myself to be busy. If you keep acting like a spoiled brat, then I might change my mind about fucking you senseless when I get home. Be patient and behave, y/n."
• "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you today, my darling. I've been craving you. Prepare yourself for tonight. I'll give you a real treat, love. As long as you're good.."
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dickarchivist · 12 days
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Let's Go On A Date: Grave Squad edition!
Word Count: 867
Rating: Pg-14, sexual situations but no smut.
Summary: The Grave Boys take you on a date!
Author's Notes: I started these on Valentines Day, but you know, better late than never! Enjoy some mostly fluff with Grave Squad!
Taglist: @anxiouspineapple99 @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @eclec-tech @dystopicjumpsuit @clonethirstingisreal @wings-and-beskar @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat @n0vqni @sev-on-kamino @mythical-illustrator @523rdrebel @littlemissmanga @moonwreckd
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Ghost:
He'd show up 30 minutes early, dressed a little too nice for a movie date. He told you he was taking you to a show, and he wasn't lying, but it's not a movie like you thought. You decide to change, and you're glad you did, because when you show up to the Opera House, you can't help but laugh. "What? Thought you said you enjoyed the theater!" He laughs too, giving you a soft kiss.
He cooks for you later that night, smiling into every little kiss you give him, telling you he loves you. Somehow, even with your distractions, the food doesn't burn.
Phantom:
He shows up 15 minutes late, looking a little frazzled, but that smile of his as he pulls out flowers from behind his back, "I saw these, couldn't help myself." He tucks one behind your ear, and you do the same to him.
You take a walk in the gardens, he says everything is pretty, "but not as pretty as you", and showers you in little stolen kisses. When you show up to the restaurant, it's revealed that while he did make a reservation, there was a miscommunication. Unfortunately for the two of you, it had been for the day before. You end up eating take out back at your flat, but somehow it feels more intimate than the fancy place you were supposed to be.
Specter:
He shows up right on time, almost spooky how on time he is. It's definitely not because he arrived too early he tells you, no not at all, he didn't show up an hour early and then waited just down the street. It wasn't him you saw out your window, must have been some other white haired clone with a mohawk, no sir couldn't've been him.
You go to an art gallery, several of them in fact. He spends the day taking pictures of you, sometimes together, even though you know he hates staged photos. He puts his jacket around you when you get cold, and his scent fills your senses while his heat warms you. He takes your hand, his palm warms yours, and if he wasn't always scowling you think maybe he would be smiling. You look up, and he is smiling, smiling because he's with you. He gives you one soft kiss, and whispers in your ear, "You're the only masterpiece I've seen all day."
You end up back at your place, and after a passionate moment, you lay your head on his chest and listen to his heart, drifting off safely in his arms.
Banshee:
He's a little late, only about five minutes, not even enough for you to notice because you're still getting ready yourself. He signs how beautiful you look, bites his bottom lip, and oh just can't help himself. He gives you a tender little kiss and nuzzles your noses together.
You go dancing for a while, an off the beaten path little club with swing music and slow jazz. He can't keep his hands off you, always in contact in one way or another. Hand on the hip, your shoulder, brushing his knuckles against your cheek. You invite him back home, but instead of following you to bed, he insists on sleeping on the couch. Signs to you that he'd like to take it slow. He makes you breakfast in the morning, nothing spectacular, but it's special all the same.
Wraith:
He's early by 20 minutes, and has been going from his speeder bike to your doorstep, audibly arguing with himself about whether or not it's okay to knock on your door this early. You watch him from the window, until he's 15 minutes late, and finally goes to knock on the door. You open it before he can knock, and giggle when his face flushes a deep red. He stutters through an apology, and you shut him up with a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
You hit up a botanical garden, and you're surprised by the restraint he's showing. He hasn't stopped you in your tracks once to pull out his sketchbook and draw each and every plant and flower he sees. When you bring up his focus on you, he chuckles nervously, "I may have spent the last four days here doing just that... I- I wanted to be present for this, wanted the only flower I'm obsessed with to be you."
He squeaks when you kiss him, but soon melts, his hands on your sides, relaxing into you. On the ride back, you melt into him instead. Your arms wrapped around his waist, head between his shoulders with your cheek against him... even with the wind rushing passed and the world below a long drop away... you feel safe with him. When he drops you off, he kisses your hand, and you have to pull him back for a proper kiss. You watch from your window as he sits on his speeder bike, blushing and covering his face as he wiggles with heartfluttering excitement. Stars, what a Goofy man... you love him so much, and without a doubt, he loves you too.
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cuddles-with-dragons · 4 months
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So I'm watching a playthrough of Republic Commando
Me: My favorite character won't be the homicidal one.
Me 1 hour later: ...Fuck.
38: Sev is not a morning person. Or a night person. There’s really only about seven minutes a day you are fun to be around.
Sev: The best part is you never know when they’re coming.
Sev: I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows. 38: I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.
Fixer: Remember! Curiosity killed the cat! Sev: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Scorch, go find out if that thing can catch fire! Fixer: You're a bad influence. Sev: And you don't know your sayings
38, to Scorch and Sev: *holding knife out in front of them* Are you or are you not an enemy of the people?! Scorch: ... Sev: ... Scorch: That is such an open-ended question. Sev: Yeah, it really depends on a lot of different factors-
*Delta Squad responding to being stabbed by a sword* Fixer: Rude. Scorch: That's fair. 38: Not again. Sev: Are you gonna want this back or can I keep it?
Sev: I wish I was a cat, but not in a furry kinda way, more like a “I can sleep all day and hit people with no consequences” kinda way.
Scorch: Guys, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly. Fixer, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.
Sev: It's called cauliflower, not ghost broccoli. Scorch, eyes wide: I know what I saw.
Scorch: *texting* Hey can you pick me up I’m drunk. Scorch: Oh you don't have to anymore. I'm home now. 38: Yes, I'm aware of that after dropping you off at home.
Sev: I failed my safety training course today. 38: Why, what happened? Sev: Well one of the questions was "In case of a fire, what steps would you take?" 38: And? Sev: Well apparently "FUCKING LARGE ONES" isn't an acceptable answer.
Sev: Given the circumstances, I will let you hug me for four to five seconds. Scorch: Forty five seconds?!? Sev: No! I said four TO five seconds. Scorch, hugging Sev: Too late.
Fixer: Go to hell! Sev: Where do you think I come from?
38: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE! 38: *aggressively throws water bottles* Sev: Uh... what's up with him? Fixer: He's trying to yell mental health and wellbeing into us. 38: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU! Scorch, crying: It's working.
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sevikasenby · 1 year
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Okay, if Sevika has sensitive tits, why not nipple clamps? 👀
Could make for some great sub and/or bottom Sevika content, all I'm saying.
lord 😵‍💫
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• with how sensitive her tits already are, she doesn’t use nipple clamps that often, since they make her even more sensitive.
• you first bought them as a little surprise for her.
• the ones you bought at first were very simple nipple clamps with a single chain connecting them in the middle.
• she didn’t really know what they did, so you put them on her and after a minutes, ghosted your finger over a single nipple and listened to how she gasped at how sensitive they were. afterwards you showed her how sensitive they could also be after you take them off.
• then you surprised her again with one’s that were connect by two silver chains to a dark purple collar, along with a small ring with chains connecting to the clamps right in the center.
• you’ll put them on her when she’s being extra needy.
• fucking her and either pulling on the clamps by hooking your finger into the center ring or running your tongue over her nipple at the same time is a sure way to make her cum till she sees stars.
• if you really want to fuck with her, you’re gonna make sure the clamps are cold before you put them on her.
• if she’s in a “try and make me beg, i dare you” type of mood, just pulling out the clamps with have her behaving cause she knows you’re gonna tighten them a little more than usual (but she likes that, not that she’ll fully admit it)
• especially if you pull out the ones with the collar.
• making her get on her knees while you put the collar on.
• “on your knees, ‘vika. now.”
• and by the end of the night you’ll have her cumming just by a single touch on her nipple.
• it’s also an easy way to know that you’re likely gonna have scratch marks down your back.
• sometimes you won’t even fuck her. you’ll just watch her get more and more wet while you put the clamps on and take them off repeatedly, making her a begging mess.
• “please just, gods, please just touch me”
• “i don’t know, baby. i think i could make you cum just by doing this and not even having to touch you”
• making her fuck you while she has the clamps on and seeing how long, how many touches, pulls or flicks it takes for her to start loosing her rhythm and basically collapsing on top of you.
• (hint: it’s not many)
• “holy f-fuck”
• “i didn’t tell you to stop, sev”
• “i- sorry, it just feels so g-good, fuck!”
• or having her facing you while riding your strap and getting to watch her back arch and eyes roll back every time you run your thumbs or tongue over her nipples. again, sometimes you didn’t even have to touch her, just a single tug could make her see white.
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insomniacaesthetic · 2 years
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narcissa treating us like we’re helpless is the best thing ever??!
like just imagine she’s punishing us for being bratty and so she has her trying to get ourselves off but obviously because “we’re too little” we can’t do it and she just watches us struggle and it’s just so so hot istg 😫
a/n: Narcissa USING THAT CONDESCENDING TONE WILL BE MY WEAKNESS 🧎‍♀️
Reminder my requests for drabbles/headcanons for (mostly)Narcissa and Sev are open!! Just send them to my asks 😁
Warnings: NSFW 18+, female reader, dom cissa, degradation,
I imagine she would’ve caught you trying to touch yourself without her explicit permission. Right after she told you to be patient as she had some work to finish up and then she would take care of you. Instead you decided to be bratty and take care of it yourself.
So there she found you all spread out on your shared bed, trying to touch yourself the same way she did. But your fingers weren’t as skilled and you couldn’t reach the same spots that she could. She sat watching you in the doorway struggling to finish with a smirk plastered on her red tinted lips.
When you finally looked up and made eye contact with her a series of whimpers left you, which only made her smirk grow. “You having trouble there little one?”
Feeling too needy to speak, you nodded your head eagerly. Hoping she would feel sorry for you and come use her lovely fingers or even her sinful tongue on your aching cunt.
Normally you would’ve immediately stopped your ministrations when caught breaking a rule, but Merlin she looked so good. Her two-toned hair draping over her exposed shoulders and the silk camisole she wore to bed clinging tightly to her curves. Perfectly showing off the tops of her breasts.
“Keep going for me darling. Try your hardest to come for me, yes?”
And try you did, but despite your best efforts it was all in vain. It was like a scratch you couldn’t quite reach. Your frustrated moans finally pulled her from the doorway and she joined you on the bed. She cooed lightly and cupped your cheek. “Do you need help baby?” She used that condescending tone that always made your knees weak.
Your exaggerated nods made her chuckle as she trailed open mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbones. “Course you do. You’re too little to do it all by yourself.” Her hands slid down the curves of your body. Pushing you down into the mattress as her lips and tongue mapped your body.
When she reached your aching center, her fingers ghosted over your clit. Before you had a chance to lift your hips and grind against her, she pulled away. “However, naughty girls don’t get what they want.”
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unholywench · 2 years
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Halloween With Sevika
(I am fully aware that it's August, it's Halloween to me already)
-Sevika probably didn’t have the chance to properly appreciate most holidays growing up (if given the chance to at all) so when you came barreling into your shared apartment with fake cobwebs and enough candy to kill a small child she wasn’t exactly enthused. You listed off all that you could think of when it came to getting in the spirit of the season, special themed treats, fun outfits, eating from a gigantic bag of candy while you marathoned classic horror films, etc. 
Most of her attention was focused on the compartments in her arm, the periodic whirring and clicking barely managing to drown out your incessant rambling on how much fun this time of the year could be, it wasn’t until she was twirling the tool between her fingers in an attempt to make herself look busy that you picked up on the fact she wasn’t listening.
“Could we at least try a few things? If you don’t like any of it I’ll drop it but give it a chance?” You took her hand to emphasize your point, climbing into her lap and giving her the best pouty face you could manage. “For me?” 
At first you thought the long and exaggerated groan meant that it was gonna be a stern "No." but your hope returned as she set her tools off to the side. “Fine.” She didn’t have the opportunity to regret her decision as you smothered her with your appreciation, you were certain you could come up with at least one thing she’d enjoy.
-Decorating with Sevika in any capacity would prove to be a very difficult task but with fake blood, organs, and spiders? It would be a whole other level of complicated. She would put that shit in the most annoying areas possible. There would be fake brains in the fridge, random semi-realistic spiders planted under folded clothes and in the laundry basket, probably even in the toilet if she’s willing to accept sleeping on the couch for a night or two. You’d make an effort to show her all the cute little bats and ghosts you bought to put up together and she’d be casually drawing dicks on the wall with the fake blood. Forget trying to remind her she’ll be the one cleaning it up too because you’d already be covered in bloody hand prints.
-The only enjoyment she would get out of pumpkin carving is knowing that it involves a knife, at least until the idea to chuck pumpkin guts at you pops into her head. You would be so in the zone trying to perfect your design you wouldn’t realize she was up to anything until she asked to show you her carving and all of a sudden there’s orange goop on your tank top. It would essentially end up being the grossest version of a snowball fight imaginable and Sev would definitely shove some down your shirt at some point. Don’t worry though she gets a handful down her shorts so it’s even. You’d spend the rest of the evening mildly annoyed as you clean each other up. 
“I could’ve baked those seeds if you hadn’t decided to be an ass.” You were still frantically trying to get the guts out her hair, it was truly shocking that you were still finding remnants after what had felt like hours of scrubbing and plucking. 
Sevika was still pretty sour about your attempt at playing dirty, in the eyes was fair game but below the belt was just too far. “You didn’t have to pick pumpkin out of your pubes, you don’t get sympathy.”  (I’d say I’m sorry but truthfully I'm not)
“Oh my god, Sev, there was barely anything there-”
-Horror movies would be more like watching comedies than anything else, she’d be calling out the inaccuracies of injuries and making bets with you over candy corn for who she thinks will die first. If you’re easily spooked she’ll lay it on extra thick with the mockery in an attempt to make you feel less on edge while you’re curled into her side. If that doesn’t work she’ll do her best to keep you distracted and hope that you don’t mind periodic screams of bloody murder while she’s on top of you. It would take a decent amount of convincing to get her to watch anything along the lines of Hocus Pocus or Scooby Doo but seeing how content and cozy you look as you munch on your candy and attempt to play off your sleepiness makes her wanna hold you closer.
(Also she would leave them playing when you doze off because she secretly enjoys them-)
-She would definitely have an elaborate prank planned on the night before Halloween and you’d be none the wiser, if anything you’d double check the bathroom for fake insects. She wanted to genuinely scare the daylights out of you and get away with it because it was in the spirit of the season and she knew you wouldn’t tell her off for that reason alone. You both did at least fifteen laps around the apartment before you realized it was her, cornered and pinned to the wall with her signature blade inches away from your face. She was fully convinced that her prank had been a triumphant success until she saw that familiar look in your eye, your breath heavy as you panted beneath her and she erupted into a fit of chuckles.
You averted your gaze as you felt heat bloom all the way to the tips of your ears, it wasn’t entirely your fault, Sevika had a tendency to bring out new sides of you. She already knew you found her attractive when she was angry, this was only minimally different.
The blade was retracted and replaced with her metal hand beside your face, she hadn’t even considered the fact that you’d react in that particular way. She was still very pleased with the results regardless. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me-”
“You look hot when you’re murderous, you can’t blame me…”
-Getting her into a costume could go one of two ways. It’s a costume not too far out of her style or something she deems as cool enough to wear and she won’t mind putting it on at all or you’d have to get creative for her to even consider getting into one with a tail and ears. Halloween night you let her dress up as whatever she likes but when you have the opportunity to go costume shopping beforehand you’re grabbing nearly everything in sight. You shuffle through a few of the sillier ones you grabbed in the beginning to make her laugh, she had an absolute hay day watching you try to walk around in the inflatable dinosaur. You were convinced she tripped you on purpose just to get more enjoyment out of watching you struggle. When the attempts at using the claim as leverage didn’t work you brought out the more scandalous outfits. The costume ended up destroyed and you were incredibly sore but the icing on the cake was that you got to have Dino Sevika saved in your camera roll for all of eternity. 
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cabezadeperro · 8 months
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Hi friend!! It’s me (always) kindly kindly for darsev (again) (I miss them so much) with this insp tag post https://www.tumblr.com/cabezadeperro/712365374185799680
<3!
hi len friend!!!!!
established relationship, post order 66!au, T, ~600w. as always, i have no idea of what i'm doing with sev but i hope you like it ❤️
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Sev stops on the shore and breathes in: the familiar, muddy smell of the lake water coats the back of his tongue and fills his lungs. The water is cold where it laps against the sand, and he digs the toes of his foot into the cool mud, leaning more of his weight on his cane. His shoulder throbs, but it’s worth it—he stares at the dark and at the stars, at the moon’s reflection on the still waves, and the world stares back.
The wind rustles the tops of the trees, and Sev shivers. He went out without a coat, trusting the lingering heat of the day to keep him warm, and now he’s cold, the breeze damp and cool on his bare arms and the skin of his face. His shirt sticks to his back, the sweat he worked up making his way out of the house and through the fields on his own drying quickly. 
Darman is a faraway shadow, his dark head bobbing up and down on the waves. He knows Sev’s there, but he’s taking his sweet time swimming back to shore. Sev settles down to wait, his hold on his cane sure and the noise of the waves soothing the prickly feeling of anxiety that shadows every single of these encounters.
Unlike Dar, he can’t say he gives much of a shit about Kal Skirata’s good opinion, but sometimes he finds himself wondering whether it is worth it: Sev’s not what he used to be, and Darman will forever be mourning the mother of his son. Sev feels at war with Etain’s ghost, with himself, with the world; with his brothers’ guilt and shame, with his own resentment and grief, with his body and its limitations.
Dar reaches the shore and stands up. He’s silhouetted in black against the water, the round moon painting his shoulders and his hair in silver. Sev’s eyes are used to the weak light, but he can’t quite tell the expression on his face. He shifts, yesterday’s half-forgotten anger waking itself up within his chest, and the now well-worn trepidation threatens to become regret.
“Where’s Kad,” he makes himself ask. Darman starts walking, his legs cutting the waves quietly. He’s bare, his clothes in a mess on one of the heavy boulders that surround the edges of the lake. 
“He’s at Atin’s,” he replies, his voice low. He sounds tired. Sev shifts his grip over his cane and waits, watching Dar while he approaches him.
Sev likes the boy. He’s clever and he’s funny and he’s very—sweet. He has Dar’s dark eyes and most of his temper.
“I almost didn’t come,” he tells Darman plainly. He needs to hear himself say it—it might be the closest he’s ever gotten to acknowledging this thing that has somehow sprouted between them, strange and fragile and wonderful and awful in turns as it is.
Darman huffs. He tilts his head: moonlight slides down his face, drawing the line of his cheekbone and his eyelashes and his jaw in silver. He crosses his arms: Sev wants to bite him, wants to sink his teeth in the muscle of his shoulders, lick the taste of rainwater and familiar sweat off his skin.
“What changed your mind?” Dar says. He sounds like he already knows the answer. He’s leaning towards Sev, swaying in the night wind like a reed. 
This makes me feel like a person.
Sev shrugs. “I like swimming,” he replies instead. Dar snorts, loud and gross, and then there are wet arms around him, and Sev allows himself to be dragged under the waves, cane and clothes and ghosts and all.
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vodika-vibes · 2 months
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Delta Squad promising to take Rynn to a different historical planet for her is just—! How many promises like this one have they done for Rynn?
Oh, easily once every couple of months. As soon as they realized that the key to making Rynn happy is bring her to a really old planet with really old ruins, and letting her explore to her hearts desire.
"I wonder what happened to the force ghosts," Fixer murmurs as the small group of five finally make their way out of the temple and head towards the old academy. The old academy which is on fire for some reason. "...oh. It looks like my theory on traps was right." Rynn notes as she watches the flames rage. "Honestly," Sev grumbles, "Is Kenobi so incompetent that he can't even detect a simple trap?" "That's not nice, Sev." "Hm." He bumps his shoulder against hers, "Who says that I'm nice?" "I do!" "He's nice to you, that doesn't make him a nice person." Scorch interjects, "It looks like everyone is gathered in front of the school. Orders, Boss?" "Let's go see what happened, so we can get off this rock and go to a less hostile planet." Boss replies, "Any disagreements, General?" "I disagree with you calling me General," Rynn says with a pout. Boss sighs and lightly flicks her forehead, "Ow-" "We're working." He reminds her, "Also, stop pouting, it's not going to work." "Does sometimes."
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thehoundwrites · 2 years
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I imagine touching myself in front of a tied up Sevika.
Nsfw 18+ minors don't interact
Tw: Shibari, rope, nsfw, no reader genitals mentioned, mirror sex, Brat Sevika, Punishment sorta, Dom/sub, gn!reader
Notes: honestly I have nothing to say for myself this time, I just wanna fuck Sevika rn okay
Words: 1000+
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She hated it, being so out of control. Tied up at your mercy, she hated feeling powerless. Yet it was so exciting, knowing you, the gorgeous person she dedicated everything could for, able to do whatever you pleased to her.
You thought maroon would be her color the one that tinted her signature cape. If she gave you a reason why that was "her color" she'd say "the color of blood doll." With a stupid wink like that was the funniest shit. So edgy...
Then you tried gold, and as beautiful as she looked tied up in gold, Royal blue was her color, it brought out the glistening in her scars, the ones that revealed your lovers heart even through her attempts to hide it.
You had her tied up in front of a mirror legs spread and still, no matter if she squirmed or not. You had her entire body on display and how you loved doing this to her, she had to love her body as much as you did. Her hands were tied behind her back, and black strands of hair stuck to her sweat slicked skin.
You always took your time, as much as you'd love to tease her you'd always make sure she was thoroughly fucked first. You scanned her body, as you stood behind her in perfect view of the mirror in front of the two of you.
Her shoulders leaned on your shins as she looked up at you from below, blue rope in her mouth the keep her from speaking. Because "how can she be such a dick when she's tied up like a bitch. You'd have to gag her every time, but now you know better you gag her first.
Wide grey eyes watched you from below, your fingers working so slowly messaging every thing as you decided, the way you wanted.
You could hear mumbles coming from the sub at your feet, then whines before she began struggling. You stepped on the rope that held her wrists, which stopped most of the movement she could do to get away.
Sevika grunted, her eyes watching you as you touched yourself for her, showing off, moaning her name you watched her body react in the mirror her thighs trembling. And her pussy clenching in need of your touch.
You moved from behind her to kneel in front of her on the floor. You left a quick kiss on her forehead, then let you lips trail down her scarred cheek. You could feel her chest heaving and her nostrils flaring your hands found their way to every scar you could reach you felt her perfect muscles spasm from ghosting your finger tips across such insecure spots.
Whimpers fell from her throat as your finger traced lower and lower before cupping the curve of her. Massaging her clit lightly with your palm you let your middle finger circle around her entrance a sharp gasp escaped her as she tried her best to keep herself up with her hands tied.
"I'd love to see your buddies reaction if they ever found out what a fucking slut you are Sev" you smiled licking your lips looking down at her.
She mumbled something that you recognized so clearly, coming from her mouth. Her defiant "fuck you" as if to instigate you or something.
"you're so cute, now you have to watch me cum instead"
She began to argue through the rope when you sat Infront of her began to fuck yourself right in front of her. She keeps thinking misbehaving is gonna get her what she wants. It's cute.
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sacredsnape · 1 year
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can you please write a smutty/fluffy fic where it's Severus's wedding night and his wife gives him a boudoir book as a wedding present.
Ahh I love this sm!!
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Genre: smut
Warnings: cock riding, spanking, unprotected sex, creampie, nudity, sexual themes
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You and Severus sat in your hotel suite, his hips nudging yours as he rolled you over onto your back.
You gasped, quickly propping yourself up on your elbows. Severus was steadily undressing himself, being careful with the fine material of his tux. His hands pulled at the skirt of your elegant wedding dress, pushing it up onto your stomach.
"Wait-" you moaned as Severus pressed a warm kiss to your neck. He pulled his head up, raising his eyebrows at you. "Yes, my love? What is it?"
You caught your breath and slowly sat up in bed, straightening out your dress. You stood and crossed the room, opening the top drawer of the dresser and pulling out a small leather-bound book.
Severus watched you curiously as you returned to bed, clutching the book tightly in your hands. You handed it to him, a smirk on your lips as you spoke, "I got you a little something."
Severus turned the book over, seeing that there was no title or description of the volume in his hands. "A book with no title?" he teased, making to open it.
Before you could speak again, Severus opened the book to the first page. His reaction was instantaneous; his cheeks flooded with color, and his breath audibly hitched. He exhaled a nervous wheeze, his eyes darkening as he stared at the photo of you before him.
You were clad in plum-colored lingerie that beautifully stood out against your skin. You were posed provocatively, your ass in the air and your back arched, your eyes sultry, and your lips parted in a silent moan.
"There's more," you said cheekily, flipping onto the next page for Severus. The next photo took Severus by great surprise. You were completely nude in this one, barely covered by his own cloak, posing on the edge of his desk in his classroom with your legs spread.
"Whendidyoudothis?" Severus weakly asked you, his words mushed together as he struggled to remain composed. His trousers were uncomfortably tight, his erection straining against the fabric.
"About a month before our wedding," you uttered casually, flipping through more pages. The next photos were even more provocative and Severus had to slam the book shut before he melted into a puddle.
"Do you like them, Sev? I wanted to surprise you with them," you giggled, brushing a thick strand of hair behind his ear. Severus licked his lips, mouthing soundlessly at you before nodding.
"Mmm...I hoped that you would," you purred, dragging a finger down his heaving chest. Severus grabbed your wrist, feeling your pulse point as he pierced you with a lustful gaze.
"You're going to be the death of me someday," Severus breathed, his words followed by a whimper as you slid your hand down to his erection. You slowly palmed him over his trousers, leaning forward to kiss and nibble on his sensitive neck.
"I think you deserve a treat..." you whispered seductively, your lips ghosting over the shell of his ear. Severus moaned softly in response, going limp and allowing you to take over.
He felt dizzy with desire as you rolled him onto his back. You straddled him, reaching for your wand and removing yours and his clothing with a simple spell.
Severus nearly came when he saw that you were wearing the same plum-colored lingerie as in the photo. You smirked down at him, kissing his lips and sliding your clothed core along his bare cock.
"I think you want to fuck me in my lingerie," you laughed as Severus gripped your hip with one hand. His other hand worked on pushing your lingerie to the side, revealing your dripping pussy.
"I think it's all I want to do now," Severus growled, evenly rubbing your clit with his thumb as he lined himself up with your entrance. You moaned, pressing your hands against his chest and sinking down onto his cock.
"Fuck," Severus hissed, his nails digging into your waist as you began to ride him. You wasted no time, snapping your hips fast and giving him your all.
"You're- mmm, fuck- so big," you praised your husband through moans, gripping his shoulders to steady yourself. Severus was in a daze beneath you, his eyes hazy and his mouth open in pleasure.
Severus slowly dragged his eyes up and down your body, transfixed by the way your breasts jiggled in your lingerine and how your pussy caressed his cock.
"Good girl, riding me so well," he groaned, rolling his head back and seeing stars as you angled your hips differently. You fucked him harder, feeling the bed start to shake from your movements.
Severus met your bounces in time with swift thrusts, rough pants and moans of your name leaving him. He spanked you once, causing you to cry out and beg him for more.
"More? You're so needy, baby," he chuckled, spanking you again. You moaned loudly, the sting of the spank deliciously erotic. "I'm going to- fuck- fill you up with my cum, and you're going to keep it inside of you-"
"Please do!" you cried desperately, your stomach burning with the ache to release. "I want to feel stuffed full and feel it dripping out-"
Severus whimpered at your lewd words, reaching up to squeeze your clothed breast. He pinched your erect nipple, rolling the bud between his fingers. He could feel your heart pounding in your chest, knowing that you were close.
"Please fill me up, cum inside of me," you begged Severus, biting your lip. You grabbed his other hand and directed it towards your clit, "Touch me, Sev. Make me fucking come."
Severus moaned at your authoritative tone, nodding vigorously and pressing his thumb into your clit. He quickly rubbed it, drawing your orgasm in seconds.
"Oh, Sev! FUCK!"
Your cry of pleasure sent Severus into his own climax. He released a strained moan of your name, emptying his load inside of you. He filled you up perfectly, painting your walls white as you squeezed around him.
You slowed your hips, rolling to a stop. You and Severus panted for breath, covered in sweat. You felt warm and full, throbbing from your intense climax.
"Fuck, that was incredible," Severus said, wiping his brow. You nodded in agreement, smiling as he began to rub loving circles into your thighs.
"Are you okay?" he asked you then, a gentleman at heart.
"I'm more than okay. I'm amazing," you beamed, stroking his hair. Severus smiled, easing his softening cock out of you. He put your lingerie back into place, keeping his cum inside of you.
"There, no mess," Severus chuckled. He rolled onto his side with you, pressing soft kisses to the side of your head that made you giggle.
"I love you, prince," you mumbled, tracing the shape of his gorgeous nose with your finger as you gazed at him.
"I love you more, sunshine," Severus mused, kissing you deeply and pulling you close. He definitely couldn't wait for your honeymoon after tonight's events.
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retronamic · 1 year
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Arcane Women Halloween Headcanons (+ Costumes)
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Just getting into the Halloween spirit. BOO BISH :)))
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◇ Vi ◇
- Took her a hot minute to fully understand wtf this Halloween business was all about. When you sat her down and fully explained it to her to the concept of the annual tradition, she was sooo into it.
- Wanted to do every Halloweeny thing possible. You took her shopping for decorations and candy, decorating, and even pumpkin carving, which was a messy ordeal. Sure Vi is good at a lot of things, but carving is not one of them. She annoyed when none of hers were turning out right. You assured her that they were very scary, despite not looking like the random Pinterest pic.
- She reallyyyy wanted to go trick or treating so bad, but you told her that it would be kinda weird for someone to open their door and see a grown ass woman in a costume. But seeing how down she got when you told her, made you decided to humor her.
- You gave her a bag and told her to go outside, knock on the door and pretend to be a trick-or-treater. And she did just that with the biggest smile on her face. She was like a bubbly kid, you guys could barely talk actual words with how much laughter was present. After dumping some candy in her bag, she enveloped you in a big hug and whispered a soft 'thank you' :')
- This would be y'alls costumes probably...either some good girl x bad girl type situation orrrr matching baddies.
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♤ Sevika ♤
- Like Vi, was hella confused at first. She couldn't quite understand why a bunch of kids running around in costumes and going to strangers' houses for candy was something to celebrate, but hey since people celebrate someone crawling down your chimney in the middle of the night, they'll celebrate anything.
- She went along with since she saw how into it you were (and she was too but she'll never admit it). She helped you decorate and stuff, and complained how your little dollar store ghosts weren't scary enough (that hurt a bit ngl). You brushed her off and for revenge tasked her with handing out the candy.
- Treated like an America's Got Talent stage, and she was Simon Cowl. She would hand out raisins and candy corn to the costumes she thought were lame asf, honestly it's a miracle your house didn't get egged that night (well I mean......Sevika lived there.....I don't think they would try that shit).
- She kinda got wayyyy too into the whole Halloween thing when she decided to spice things up by hiding in the bushes with chainsaw and scaring the unsuspecting trick or treaters (you ain't never seen a seven year old pirate run THAT fast)
- You gotta admit it was hella funny, it would've been MORE funny if you didn't have spend the rest of the night apologizing to a bunch of parents about why their kid came home screaming like they witnessed a murder.
- And if you got Sev to dress up with you, which you most likely wouldn't to be honest unless you put them begging skills into overdrive, this would be y'alls costume (obvi not an actual old man but kinda like a badass duo type costume).
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♧ Caitlyn ♧
- Knows about Halloween, loves Halloween, EMBODIES Halloween. If you thought you loved Halloween wait till you see Caitlyn the minute October 1st hits. She's one of those types of people that starts planning and organizing from September, from costumes down to the movies that y'all watch.
- Her family normally threw Halloween parties since she was a kid. Kid Caitlyn loved them so much, just dressing up in fun costumes and stuffing her face with candy, and just for once get to have true fun. So you kinda see why she took this so seriously.
- You guys practically spent the week preparing for the big day to come. And Caitlyn probably would have gone all day and night if you didn't pull her away from the streamers, and begged her to take a five and just enjoy it (she was thankful you did that for her)
- When it finally came, Caitlyn was beaming the whole day. You and her sat in some corner of the party, and just talked. You guys tried to guess the costumes some people were wearing, and even gave ratings, most of them were a 4 at best ngl.
- OK these would be the costumes ofc the sapphic duos themselves (she could be either Velma or Daphne tbh)
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♡ Mel ♡
- Is kinda indifferent when it comes to holidays in general, not excited but not annoyed, just....in-between. So basically if you're excited about Halloween, then she might have a little enthusiasm about celebrating it.
- You showed her decorating ideas, and she lend a helping hand and gave suggestions. Even helped you to diy some of them, her painting skills were put to good use that day. And you should've seen her carvings on that pumpkin....you had to remind her that she can tone down on the Picasso for bit.
- The more you too worked together on preparations, the more Mel began to understand the hype a bit. This was genuine fun for her. Just icing cookies and watching Tim Burton movies with you. And helping you scoop out pumpkin guts, which may or may not have resulted in a food fight....but with pumpkin guts.
- Her favorite part would have to be the handing out candy part. Just watching those kids enjoy their night, running around and just being kids made her heart swell a bit. She's glad you dragged her into this.
- Her second favorite part would've been the costumes (same). Just a classy bish gotta love her.
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☆ Ambessa ☆
- I mean where do you think Mel got her indifference of holidays from? When comes to holidays or celebrations Ambessa treats them like regular days. If they don't call for an extravagant and lavish party....then what's the point? That's her logic.
- But youuuu on the other hand don't roll like that, and you promise to show her the fun of Halloween. (Good luck.)
- This declaration proved to be harder than you expected. She sort helped you decorate, only pitching when something was too tall or heavy for you. And don't even think that this woman wants trick-or-treaters at her house, completely out of the question.
- Watched from the sidelines as you carved away at the pumpkins, and even volunteered to be your 'offical taste tester' of the cookies. Apparently the job of the 'taste tester' was to eat half of the batch and give a one word comment, then proceed to continue stuffing their face.
- The only time she seemed truly interested were at the horror movies. It was a humorous experience for her truly. Watching you flinch at the slightest sound and reaching over for her arm to hold onto when you sensed a jump scare. When any particular scenes really shook you up, all she had to was pull you closer to her and kiss your forehead, and you were at ease again.
- If you did manage to get costume perks just warrior women duo (took me 2 hours to find smth cuz I couldn't find anyyy costumes)
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I wanted to post this Halloween Day butttttttt I'll most likely be busy and forget cuz I'm never on time with anything sooo yea :) Enjoyy!!!
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turvi · 1 year
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Promises-4
To say Severus was feeling tense was selling it short. His heart was thrumming loudly against his chest but as usual, he was able to hide it well. He has been to these meetings more times than he can count on his fingers yet he felt breathless. He felt like he might pass out right now.
No. You can't do that. You have a duty to do.
He felt like he might faint. He laid his hands on the table. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He remembered how soft Y/n's hand felt against his. Soon his heart started to calm down.
He had to do this for Y/n just so she can go back home safely. He felt a presence beside him. He opened his eyes to see Lucius sitting beside him. Although his presence is not comforting it is familiar and that is enough for Severus. He decided to ask Lucius. He has to know something.
"Good evening Malfoy"
"Good evening Snape are you well?" Lucius frowned his eyes examining Severus' face.
"I am well why do you ask?"
"You were smiling" Lucius now gives a smile of his own as if he knows something no one does.
Severus ignored him. Soon there was a commotion outside.
"What is all that about?" he asked Lucius
"They are trying to find that woman who used to roam around here looking like a ghost."
Severus shifted in his seat uncomfortably "Why are they looking for her?"
"Well to be honest the dark lord doesn't need her. There is nothing much she can do. But she can make sure he lives"
"And how are we supposed to find her. She could have left this country for all we know."
Lucius nodded his head "Yes that is a possibility but we are going to get her under control how the dark lord did years ago"
"How?"
"It is quite easy really, there is a ritual and with her full name itself we can get her to do whatever we want, no headache for her resistance as she will be doing everything 'willingly'".
"All this hard work for a woman who does magic differently than us?"
"From what I have heard she is quite good at healing, apparently she saved the dark lord from his near-death".
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Severus walked away as soon as the meeting was over. It seemed everyone there was preparing for the dark lord's arrival and was planning to control Y/n before he arrived.
This was way worse than he thought. Not only Y/n will be harmed but all the efforts to defeat the dark lord will go waste if he gets hold of her.
He didn't realize it when he reached his front door. He decided to meet Dumbledore tomorrow. He opened the door and heard soft humming coming from his kitchen.
He looked around. For some reason, his home felt brighter and warmer. He made his way toward his kitchen to see Y/n making dinner. Its smell itself made him feel hungry.
"Oh hey Severus, I didn't know what you liked to eat so to be safe I made soup and bread and I know that sounds bad but trust me the secret ingredient will surprise you."
He just stood there and watched Y/n make dinner. How could she kind to him? What does she see in him?
"What?" she turned to him suddenly.
"What?"
"Did you say something?"
"Uh-I...no" Severus looked at her wide eyed. No this is just a coincidence. It happens to people
"Why don't you sit down?"
"No please let me help at least"
"Sev-
"I insist"
He helped her shift their food in their bowls and sits beside her. Y/n watches him as he takes the first sip of the soup she made.
"The food might feel boring tonight but not to worry tell me your favorites and I will make it"
Severus was savoring the soup she made. He could feel his soul warm up. It was not too spicy not too sweet. Just perfect. He let out a hum that let Y/n know he was enjoying his dinner. She smiled and started eating her own dinner in comfortable silence.
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The next day was more nerve-wracking for Severus. He decided to let Y/n stay in his home as more death-eaters were starting to look for her. Even before going to his class, he went to Dumbledore's office. He knocked on the door leading to his office bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Come in" Dumbledore's voice boomed.
Severus quickly got inside causing Dumbledore to get up from his seat
"Why do I feel you have some bad news, Severus?"
"They are going to get her in control with a ritual using her full name... apparently that is how they got hold of her last time."
"I see it's probably like a hypnosis spell"
"What are we gonna do?"
"Severus I have a solution but you may not like it."
Severus sighed "What is it?"
"Marry her"
Severus stared at him slack-jawed "Are you even listening to yourself? What made you think this was a good idea"
"Look you are already living together and it's the easiest way, you get married in secret, her surname changes, death eaters are unaware and before you know it the war is over and you two will go your separate ways."
Severus paced back and forth there is no way y/n was going to agree to this. But he had to do this time was short and this was the easiest and safest way to make sure she doesn't get controlled
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Severus was so lost in his thoughts he didn't realize y/n was talking to him until he felt her hands on his. He expected her to be frustrated at him for ignoring her but her concerned look surprised him a bit.
"Are you alright Severus?"
He sighed and pinched his nose bridge. He would just have tell her.
"Y/n... death eaters are looking for you and I found out they are going to control you through the same ritual they did before."
She knew this was going to happen but not so soon
"Dumbledore suggested we should get married secretly and change your surname. And we will separate after the war is over."
Y/n's silence made Severus tense. He knew it was a bad idea.
"Only if you are alright with it"
This was the second time in the day he was slack-jawed. He did not expect this.
"Y/n your life is on the line and you are asking if I am alright with it or not?"
She gently rubs his palm and the simple action is enough to warm Severus' cold heart.
"Of course Severus you have made me feel so safe I am not going to do something that will make you uncomfortable."
He kissed the back of her hand "Thank you"
There was her sweet saccharine smile that made Severus think he is going to protect her no matter what it takes.
"So?"
"What?"
"Are we getting married?"
Severus nods shyly "Yes..... So it seems"
"Oh Godric you are blushing" she chuckles light-heartedly and Severus couldn't help but let out a chuckle too.
"Don't worry it's a secret marriage like I said you won't even notice I am there" she continued
But Severus saw you. He saw your soft eyes. He saw your bright smile. But he had to face the reality that you were not a part of his life neither he was yours. And as quickly you came into his life you will go away and he has to live with it.
A/N: This might feel a bit silly but let's float with it. REBLOGS AND FEEDBACKS IF YOU LIKE IT
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