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flwrbo · 1 year

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candlelit. (severus snape)

severus snape x reader smut. mdni

your professor finds you in a tantalizing position. 1.5k

It’s nightfall when he finds you. Candlelight casts shadows throughout the wide bathroom, nearly silent aside from the drip, drip, dripping of the faucet. You’re submerged in hot water, muscles finally relaxing after the long week of exams and helping Professor Snape grade papers. A relaxed sigh sounds through the room. He hears you, of course. Severus pushes into the bathroom, his cape dragging on the beautiful tiles below him.

He hisses your last name, turning his face away from yours and your semi-nude body, covered only by the bubbles. “What are you doing out of your quarters at this time of night, young lady?”

A smile erupts on your warm face as you raise your dripping arm out of the water. “You’re letting out the steam, Professor,” you mumble, wandlessly shutting the door behind him. “I was… stressed. Decided I could use a bath. Why are you here, sir? Visit the lady's bathrooms often?” You giggle, turning a little so he can see the curve of your body under the flames.

The water splashes softly as you move. He swallows thickly at the sound, silently chastising himself for stealing peeks from his peripheral vision. “This is inappropriate,” He speaks your name, turning away from you.

You squint your eyes and let out another small laugh. Severus tries to not show how much the sound impacts him. “Does your body know that, sir?” You nod your head toward him, and he mentally curses his stupid robes. You’d think with all the layers, they’d be good at hiding something.

“That’s none of your concern.” He raises his voice, causing you to cower into the water. Face flushed, now looking at you, he takes in the sight in front of him. The bubbles are slowly dwindling down, leaving a little less to the imagination. “Did you really think no one would come looking for you? It’s like you wanted to get caught, you insolent girl,” He spat, taking a stride closer to the wide basin.

You peeked up at him, chest rising above and below the bubbles with heavy, anticipating breaths. What you were anticipating, you weren’t too sure. “Sir,” You whisper, terrified of scaring him off.

In a flash, he takes the wand out of his pocket, ready to cast some protection spell for your nude body - but you reach out to grab his wrist. He’d have pulled away if you hadn’t used the softest grip he’s ever felt in his life. “Severus, please,” You whisper meekly, slowly untightening his grip around his wand, letting it drop on the tile with a small clatter.

“The water is so hot,” you moan lightly, looking up at him with those long eyelashes of yours. “You don’t want it to go to waste, do you? You should join me,” The bath water splashes as you push yourself into a sitting position. He doesn’t look away from your body this time, the bubbles running down the alley of your breasts. “You do seem so tense, professor,” A dripping wet hand slowly trails up again, softly tracing his robes. “Maybe I could help… rub some of that stress out,” You smile devilishly at him.

He inhales sharply, enjoying the feeling of your delicate hands on his chest. Your smaller, defter fingers help work at his buttons and he finds himself letting you. He drops his outer layers onto the floor, strategically hiding his left forearm behind the ceramic bowl as you shamelessly ogle him.

“Sir,” You say softly, “You are so handsome.”

It’s almost breathtaking the way you admire him, so innocently. For a moment, he could forget you were subordinate, and he was your professor. For a moment, you were just a beautiful woman admiring a handsome man who forgot what it was like to be desired.

He reached a hand down, moving a piece of hair from your warm cheeks, wet from the water below you. His finger followed a stray bead of water, dripping from your hair, down to your soft lips.

“This is inappropriate,” He repeats, though he doesn’t know whether he’s trying to convince you, or himself.

You wrap your soft, wet hands around his own and slowly drag it down into the water. Severus keeps his eyes on your face, as he blindly reaches down. He mimics your reaction when you gasp silently, letting your eyes flutter. “That’s good, sir,” You whimper, feeling how easily his fingers glide over you in the wetness of the water.

“Right there, huh?” He asks, circling in on your clit as you widen your legs for him. Water splashes around you, threatening to spill over the edges, as you throw your head back. Severus looks down at the display of yourself for him, shamelessly wanton underneath the man who was supposed to be teaching and guiding you. “Look at you,” He rasps out, stray hairs falling onto his face. “You already washed up, and yet you look downright filthy,” His finger traces lower, around your entrance, and back up before you can beg him to put them in.

“M’not filthy, Professor,” You exhale, head lolling towards the man yet again. “You made me like this,” You reach a hand towards his thigh. “I was the perfect bright-eyed student when I met you,”

Severus looks down, your smaller hand finding its way to the bulge in his pants he still has on. A scoff fills the bathroom. “You can’t truly believe that,” He groans lightly. “I’m sure if you stood up from your seat after your first class with me, there’d be a damp spot. That skirt of yours covers absolutely nothing,” He seethes, teeth gritting as he feels you palm at him harder.

His fingers slip down again, edging closer to your entrance. “With all of this water, mixed with your slick,” he spits out. “I’m sure I could slide two fingers in you right now. You’re so needy for it,” You whine at the idea of being stuffed so full by the man towering over you.

“Your fingers’re too big,” You exhale as you feel him slide them in. The stretch is nearly unbearable, but the water helps aid you. He moves his fingers, feeling your cunt give way to him.

“If you struggle and cry on my two fingers,” He grunts, pushing back into you, ”How will you ever take my cock?” He twitches under your hand, and you itch to feel him in your hand.

Your fingers work at his zipper, sloppily, as you try to not get distracted by his fingers inside of you. Severus pushes his bottoms down his thighs, before bracing one leg on the seating place beside the bathtub. Using the better angle, he fucks deeper into you, rubbing his thumb over your clit as your hand falls limp from his leg. “Professor!” You cry out when he hits the spot inside of you.

“Be quiet!” He snaps, raising his left hand to cover your mouth. “Do you want someone to wander into this bathroom, finding your slutty little cunt drooling on my fingers?” Your eyes roll back, breathing heavily under his palm. He moves his fingers around as if trying to find something inside of you until he hits that spot that has you squealing again. “What would they all think? Snape’s assistant that always had the best marks in her school, with her hand around her favorite professor’s cock…” He chuckles darkly, removing his hand from your mouth briefly to drag your hand to his crotch. His hand finds your mouth again, prompting spit from your mouth, before finding himself again. The sight of him using you as his personal lube is enough to make a small moan fall from your mouth.

He massages inside of you, thumb still rubbing shapes into your cute clit, and you feel your thighs begin to shake. “Use that pretty head of yours, and stroke my cock,” He rasps out, hand over your mouth, covering your whimpers as you get closer to the edge. “Look at you,” He scoffs. “You get a little bit of pleasure, and you get too cock-drunked out to go any further.” He leans down closer to you, adding more pressure. “Maybe you were just a star-eyed virgin.”

You feel yourself building up, water spilling over the sides of the tub. “No issue. I plan on breaking you apart,” He chuckles, curling his fingers as he feels you clench around them with your orgasm. Your cries and mewls are muffled under his heavy palm, slowly dwindling down as you begin to come down.

He removes his hand to kiss you, feeling your whimpers against him as he slows his fingers down. You feel empty when he pulls his hand away from you.

“Count us lucky you’re in a bathtub already, Miss (Y/L/N).” Snape rasps, dragging his hand that was just in your cunt to his hard cock. His other hand grasps your face in his hand, turning you to look at him. “After I make a mess on you, we’ll just have to wash you off all over again.”

#<3.s.s #<3.severus #severus snape x reader #harry potter x reader

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gamebunny-advance · 20 days

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Jeeze...

So, the latest Pikmin comic huh...

That sure is some information.

#pikmin #in all seriousness though #now i wonder what the rescue corps logo is actually supposed to be #i think it's the s.s. shepherd #the prongs are it's 3 fins and the star is either the exhaust from their rocket propulsion or the nose of the ship

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starsandhughes · 10 months

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bite bite bite

#kaylin answers <3 #s.s. ethan edwards

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mallo-person · 8 months

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Doodle of the ss drake :]

#🎨.txt #pikmin #pikmin 3 #atleast i think it was called tje S.S drake

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thewhitefox3 · 1 year

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Oh!

The

Wait it's the dolfim 2!

Now people are able to talk to the S.S Dolphin II!

And it seems they may know where Louie went too!

#ask #captain olimar #alph #foreshadowing #pikmin alph #alph pikmin #pikmin olimar #olimar pikmin #pikmin #pikmin 3 #S.S. Dolphin 2

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officialyourdailyinspiration · 1 year

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Today in Christian History

Today is Friday, February 3rd, the 34th day of 2023. There are 331 days left in the year.

Today’s Highlight in History:

865: (traditional date) Death in Germany of Anskar, an early English or Irish missionary who had tried repeatedly to evangelize Scandinavia.

1238: Mongols surround the city of Vladimir, whose citizens, including Orthodox Christians, vow to resist to the last man to defend God’s churches. The city will fall on the fourteenth of that same month.

1399: Death in London of John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, whose political struggles with powerful prelates led him to support the religious reformer John Wycliffe.

1469: Death in Mainz, Germany, of Johannes Gutenberg, a developer of movable type, which will become a powerful factor in the spread of the Protestant Reformation.

1738: John Wesley arrives in London, having fled the colony of Georgia, where his ministry had been a serious failure.

1767: The British House of Lords rules against the Corporation of London which, to raise money, had established heavy fines for anyone refusing to stand for office if nominated, and then nominated many dissenters, knowing that they could not take the oath required under the Test Act.

1788: Richard Johnson, first Christian cleric appointed to Australia, preaches his first sermon in that country.

1832: Death in Trowbridge, Wiltshire, England, of George Crabbe, a Church of England vicar and notable poet.

1943: The Allied troopship S.S. Dorchester is torpedoed by a German sub near Greenland and goes down with a loss of 600 lives. The event is notable for the selflessness of four chaplains, Rev. Clark Poling (Dutch Reformed), Rev. George Lansing Fox (Methodist), Father John Washington (a Catholic priest) and Alexander David Goode (a Jewish rabbi), who gave up their lifejackets to save other men.

1985: Desmond Tutu of South Africa becomes Johannesburg’s first black Anglican bishop.

1998: Execution in Texas of Karla Faye Tucker, a murderess, who converted to Christianity on death row and died praising Jesus. Movies and documentaries will be made about her life.

2005: The Islamic city council of Demre, Turkey (formerly the Christian city, Myra), votes to replace the town’s traditional bronze statue of St. Nicholas of Myra with an effigy of a fat man with a red fur suit.

#Today in Christian History #February 3 #death of George Crabbe #Richard Johnson preaches first sermon in Australia #death of Johannes Gutenberg #Death in Germany of Anskar #The Allied troopship S.S. Dorchester is torpedoed by a German sub near Greenland

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saturniidae23 · 9 months

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I just found a piece of art I made almost a year ago on Reddit. Man my artwork has degraded in quality over time

#Pikmin #pikmin 3 #pikmin S.S. Drake

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helshades · 1 year

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#tout le monde déteste la police #c.r.s. : s.s.#mets-nous 49-3 on te mai-68 #rebloglousse #violences policières #police violence #welp this went almost more viral than pangolin soup #acaaabeuuuuuh #french riots #riots in france

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wokasho · 1 year

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It’s so good to see my queen being recognized as the goddess she is!

#I saw she won 3° place in that poll #and I'm very happy she got the love she deserves!#also I saw there's content where she appears as an adult! She looks glorious #I'll totally ignore it's a S.S saga for the sake of looking at this gorgeous angel #◆ ┈ ┊ today on: omg Miko no || ( ooc )

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jwbstuhr · 2 years

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here have an S.S. Drake from Pikmin 3

i like everything here EXCEPT THE HULL THE STUPID OVAL I HATE OVALS-

maybe reblog?

#pikmin #pikmin 3 #s.s. drake #i still do not promise that this will remain a blog that posts art i just got an urge to make the moving spaceship orb from pikmin #art #really gotta work on organic shapes and shading aa #katherine's art tag 8008

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uhohwhathaveidone · 1 year

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hiii im the one who requested a drabble about amortentia

yeah i meant that someone dosed reader with amortentia and that's why sebastian is pissed (fair enough)

and i don't mind it being 2nd part of Amortentia!! i just really hope the reader will be hufflepuff^^

thank you so much!!

Poor little Hufflepuff

Tainted Crush (S.S)

pt1 Brewed Crush

I sabered too close to the sun today on beat saber and played for 3 hours straight on hard difficulty and my limbs have gone to jelly, and then after all that I walked to my mom to tell her about how I found the new notes and suddenly there was glass in my shoe and i stabbed my foot, how I didn't do that while giving my all at the game is beyond me, I put my whole body and soul into those games. Anyway, Sebastian is very.... Sebastian in this. Very protective bf.

You hummed quietly to yourself as you walked down the hall to the Hufflepuff common room, eager to put your bag down and meet with Sebastian and Ominis for supper. You greeted a few students as you walked in, petting the soft feathers of an owl that perched itself on the rail of the steps as you walked up them. Poppy greeted you at the top, smiling a devious smile. “Hey there, y/n! I have something to deliver to you.” You looked at her, confused, as she pulled out a small box. “I was asked to hand this to you.” You took it from her hands, peaking inside. “Candy? Who gave you this?” You asked, picking one out of the box and inspecting it. Poppy shrugged, “Leander told me to give it to you, saying it was a gift for beating him in some game you played.” Your face relaxed a bit, nodding as you thanked her. Poppy smiled and excused herself, walking down the stairs and to one of her friends.

You walked to your room, placing your bag onto the floor beside your bed as you sat down, looking at the candy. You weren’t quite friends with the Gryffindor boy, but you did interact with him a bit, and you knew that it would be rude to not at least eat one of the candies. You sifted through the assortment, grabbing at random and popping it into your mouth. Its sweet taste flooded your tastebuds as you chewed, the aftertaste felt odd, however. You had tried to figure out what the aftertaste was when your mind seemed to haze, your body beginning to feel fuzzy. Leander’s face popped into your mind, and you felt yourself thinking about him, much as you tried to fight it. Eventually, he was all your mind thought about, and you smiled to yourself as you looked down at the box, the candies tempting you for another bite.

Sebastian sat beside you and Ominis, talking about the new spell you had learned in charms, asking Ominis how he felt about it. Ominis shrugged, claiming it was rather easy to learn, while you kept silent, leaning into the palm of your hand as you looked across the hall. “Hey, are you even listening to me?” Sebastian asked, bumping into your shoulder. After the Potions session a week or two before hand, the two of you confessing to each other and then trying to interrogate Ominis, you and Sebastian had gotten together, much to Ominis’ delight. “Finally, I don’t have to hear you whine about your feelings,” He had said. Sebastian waited for you to answer, bumping your shoulder again. “Hmm, yeah I’m listening.” You hummed, not shifting your gaze. Sebastian narrowed his gaze at you, noticing how you had your gaze fixed. He followed it, landing at the Gryffindor table, a mix of blue and red dotting the table. “What’s on your mind, then?”

“Leander.” You swooned; a childish giggle left you as you smiled. Ominis choked and spit his drink out, coughing and gasping for air. Sabastian’s face heated up in jealousy, causing him to frown. “Leander Prewett?” You nodded, watching as the boy in question talked to his friends. “Why are you thinking about that guy?” Sebastian scoffed. Leander wasn’t the biggest fan of Sebastian, and Sebastian had to admit that he wasn’t a fan of Leander either, growing annoyed by him. He always found something to blame on Slytherins, and seemed to hold a grudge against Sebastian after he bested him in a duel on the first day of fifth year. Sebastian hadn’t even seen you talk to Leander before. You sighed, pulling Sebastian from his thoughts. “He gave me candy. They were really good too.” You said, pulling one from your pocket. Ominis’ head snapped up, looking in your direction. “Candy?” He asked, and Sebastian quickly snatched the candy from your hand.

“Don’t eat that!” He shouted, reaching into the pocket you had taken the candy from, finding two more pieces. Ominis furrowed his brow, “How many did he give you?” You shrugged, counting your fingers. “Hmm…maybe…Ten? I think that’s it.” Sebastian felt panic rise in his chest, eyes widening. “Ten? You have three left!” Ominis found your shoulder, looking for your face. “Smells sweet, too sweet for candy.” He noted, looking over to Sebastian, who sat there, shocked and upset. “You’re sure Leander gave you these?” He asked, watching as you nodded. He grabbed your shoulders, turning you to him. His eyes widened as he took in your features, your eyes glazed over and pupils dilated. Your usual skin tone was replaced by a deep pink, and your face was extremely relaxed. Sebastian cursed under his breath, grabbing your face, and checking for anything else that was out of the ordinary.

Ominis listened to Sebastian as he muttered to himself, seemingly cursing Leander. “He dosed them, some kind of love potion was in those candies.” Ominis widened his eyes in shock, trying to wrap his head around the possibility that someone even had the guts to dose another student, especially you. “What do we do, Sebastian?” Sebastian sighed, turning you towards Ominis. “Keep them here, I’m going to have a little chat with our dear Prewett.” With that, Sebastian stood, making his way over to Leander’s table. Natty looked up, greeting Sebastian. Leander paled at his name, keeping his head down and focusing on his food. “Hello there, Natty. Mind if I borrow your friend Leander for a moment?” Natty shrugged, elbowing Leander, who looked up in dread. He hadn’t told his friends what he had done, so they watched in confusion as he slowly stood from his seat, hands shaking as he walked over to Sebastian. “Hello there, Prewett.” Sebastian began, “Would you care for a conversation in the hall outside?” Leander nodded slowly, head hung low as he followed Sebastian out.

As the giant doors closed behind them, Sebastian grabbed Leander by the collar, throwing him into the stone wall. Leander let out a gasp as the air left his lungs, a bruise already beginning to form on his spine. Sebastian walked up to him, grabbing his collar once again and holding him up against the wall, glaring daggers into Leander. “So, Prewett. Know why I asked you here today?” Sebastian asked. Leander shook his head, hoping that he could try to reason with Sebastian; come up with a lie to cover up what he had done. Sebastian scoffed, dropping him to the ground again. “Let me jog your memory then, yeah?” He held up one of the candies he had taken from you, watching as Leander’s eyes widened as he watched. “How many were in that box, Prewett? Ten?” Leander nodded, avoiding Sebastian’s eyes now. Sebastian paced in front of him, “Well, I have three in my possession. I assume you know how to count. How many do you think they ate, hm?” Quietly, Leander responded. “Seven, they ate seven.” Clasping his hands together, Sebastian smiled. “Correct! Seven points to Gryffindor!” He mocked, walking up to Leander. “What do you think would have happened if they ate eight? Maybe nine, or all of them? Do you think they’d be sitting at the table right now, probably mumbling about you to Ominis?” His voice and gaze grew dark as he hovered over Leander, “You could have killed them, then I probably would have killed you.” Leander shuddered, pushing himself against the wall. Sebastian looked down at the candy, lifting his gaze to the Gryffindor before him. “What would happen if you ate one? Would it have an effect?” He questioned. Leander shrugged, unsure himself. Sebastian debated the idea, playing with the candy in his hand. “Maybe next time.” He said quietly.

“I’m going to let you go now,” Sebastian started, watching as Leander sighed in relief. He took out his wand, pointing it between his eyes. “But, if I catch you trying something like that again to my partner, even look in their direction,” Sebastian stared, “I will deal with you.” With that, Sebastian put his wand away, stuffing the candy in his robe and walking to the door, taking a final look at the cowardly Gryffindor, before opening it and walking in. He made his way back over to where you sat, standing in front of you. “I’m back,” He stated, letting Ominis know he was there. Ominis sighed in relief, glad to have someone that wouldn’t talk about some guy nonstop. “They’ve been talking this whole time, I’m becoming annoyed, to be honest.” Sebastian chuckled, reaching to take your hand. “I had a nice chat with Prewett. Now we need to get you to Professor Sharp.” You stood, gazing around as Sebastian led you toward Sharp, gesturing for him.

“What is it, Mr. Sallow?” Sharp asked, standing before the two of you. Through gritted teeth, Sebastian explained to him the events that led to where you were now, glaring in Leander’s direction at the mention of his name. Alarmed, Sharp quickly led the two of you out of the hall to the potions classroom, Sebastian’s hold on your hand tightening as you whined, watching Leander’s figure shrink the farther you walked. Sharp ushered you into the classroom, heading to his desk to gather ingredients for an antidote. “How many did you say they ate?” He asked, measuring out portions of mandrake leaves. “Seven, I have the other three here.” Sebastian handed the candies to Sharp, who quickly examined them. “Seven is quite a lot, but this looks like Amortentia, which calls for an even stronger antidote.” Sebastian’s breath got caught in his chest, his anger melting and turning into stress. Sharp muttered to himself, mainly about how Leander had gotten his hands on the potion, and how he would reprimand Leander as soon as the ordeal was over. Sebastian watched as Sharp mixed the ingredients in the cauldron, glancing over at you every now and then to make sure you were still there, even with your hand locked in with his own.

“Here, take this,” Sharp said, handing you a small cup of blue liquid. You slowly looked down at it, furrowing your brows. “Is this from Leander?” You asked, hesitant to take the cup from Sharp. Sebastian nodded, taking the cup and placing it in your hands. You smiled and quickly downed the contents, face contorting as the bitter taste took over. Sharp took the cup back, observing your face as the potion took effect. You shut your eyes tightly as you shook your head, coughing. Your mind seemed to clear up slowly as you squinted, looking around. You gagged, the full effect of the potion finally hitting you. “Why am I in a classroom?” You questioned, looking over at Sebastian and Sharp. Sebastian sighed in relief and thanked Sharp, who nodded his head. “Of course. Now, if you’ll excuse me, it appears that Mr. Prewett needs to have a chat with the Headmaster and I.” With that, Sharp excused himself, walking out of the classroom and heading back to the dining hall.

You looked up at Sebastian, confused. “Last I remember, Poppy handed me a box from Leander, and I ate one of the candies to be nice.” Sebastian squeezed your hand, motioning for you to sit down. “He dosed those candies with love potion.” You felt your heart stop, disgust and shock mixing together on your face. “You mean to say,” You started, face heating up, “That I fell in love with some guy? Leander?” You shuddered, pretending to gag. Sebastian smiled as you dramatically pretended to be sick. You turned and buried your face into his shoulder, muttering. “That’s disgusting. Imagine, ditching you for Leander. A nightmare.” Sebastian chuckled, wrapping his arms around you as he held you, placing a soft kiss to your temple. “You’ll have to apologize to Ominis.” You looked up, frowning. “What did I do?” “You apparently talked his ear off when I left to have a chat with Prewett myself, I don’t think he’s too fond of the name at the moment.” “Oh no.”

Leander did not get expelled, but he was delt a heavy detention, along with losing Gryffindor fifty points. You stayed by Sebastian each time you had to walk past him, who only glared at him, reminding him of his previous threat. Terrified, Leander never talked to you after that, or even looked at you for that matter. You didn’t ask what Sebastian had told him, nor did Ominis, who was just glad that you were talking normally again, forbidding Leander’s name from ever leaving your mouth when you were around him.

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow fluff #sebastian sallow imagine #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #hufflepuff reader #harry potter imagine #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy imagine #ominis gaunt #leander prewett is here too #not for a good reason tho #aesop sharp #gender neutral reader #sebastian is such a protective bf #and ominis is just there begging you to stfu #hogwarts au #harry potter

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catilinas · 1 year

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thinking about her <3 (the wreck of the s.s. richard montgomery)

#shoutout to the port of london authority or whoever for saying they would trim the mass to deal with the Explosives Situation #*masts #and then Not Doing That. fun! haunted! i enjoy it!#beeps

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hunnidmilly · 1 year

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crushin’ on you. |s.s|

(a/n) omg. im kinda nervous here. i wanted to try my luck at writing for solo sikoa. aye it’s wild asl when the whole damn family fine asl. im also cooking up something for jey usoooo :))). this is also inspired by @msbigredmachine ‘I still heart you’ oneshot featuring solo and nadine. complete credit to you <3. enjoy.

“it’s cool, not tryin’ to put the rush on you. i had to let you know that i got a crush on you…”

warnings: none.

parings: fluff!solo sikoa x black!reader

tagged: @cyberdejos2

“Shit!” You let out a painful groan as you almost twisted your ankle while wearing your 6 inch heels.

“You’re so damn childish.” Your best friend, Leilani, mumbled with a roll of her eyes trailing behind you as you rushed towards catering, “You a little too old for this shit, no?”

“Instead of running your motormouth, you need to be making sure he’s not near me.” You pant, nearly out of breath from your speed walking.

“Bitch, we just speedwalked all the way to the other side of the damn building away from him! He can’t fucking teleport, dammit.” Leilani responds pulling out a chair to sit down lowering her head to the table, “Why won’t you jus—“

“You think he saw me? What if he thinks I’m crazy? All he did was wave. Fuck man. Fuck!” You whine as you throw your head into your hands in embarrassment

“I hope the motherfucker does, then you can stop running away like a 6 year old child.”

“Your mother.” You mumbled out

Currently, you found yourself in a sticky situation. You were always told before you got into this business, “Don’t fall in love with your coworkers.” And here you were. Head over heels for a certain younger Samoan. Solo was practically your husband in your head at this point. You've had a crush on him since meeting him in developmental. With a handful of conversations, hanging out with your friend group, and even going out to eat, how could you not develop even the slightest of feelings for him?

While many saw him as the silent enforcer to his older cousin, Roman, he often showed you a different side when you were alone with him. When you allowed yourself to be. You could barely contain yourself around him. If it’s from falling over the damn air, to stuttering over your words, or saying the most random shit ever…you were crushin’ on him. and you had it bad.

Safe to say, you spent your nights in your hotel room with only a box of your favorite 10 piece hot wing combo, lurking on his socials, and his friends and family’s socials from a separate account than your company one.

You found it easier to just avoid him all together, to keep your little schoolgirl feelings safe. You’ve had way too many experiences of admitting your feelings for others and it went completely left. Rejection is a part of life, but that doesn’t mean it doesn't hurt. And a man like him? coming from one of the biggest wrestling families? You were nowhere near comparable. Deciding to save yourself from the embarrassment, you’d admire the Samoan from a distance…all while creating it.

Leilani and you were walking down a hall when you spotted him talking to his brother. He through a wave in your direction with a dazzling smile, expecting you to return it. Yeah, you didn’t. Quite the opposite, in fact.

You pretend as if you didn’t see him. And spun on your heel and speed walked down the opposite direction you were intending.

Even though Solo clearly saw you, see him, see you, see him.

“Stupid, you do know you’re 31 years old, right? Not 13. Just tell him you like him. What’s the worst he can do?” Leilani explains with a agitated expression coating her face

“He could say, ‘Hey, I’m not interested.’ and there goes my fuckin

dignity. Right down the drain.” You answer

“Then onto the next, girl! He’s not the only guy you’re ever going to like. He’s not the only guy who’ll rejec—“

“Reject me. I know. Save the speech, Joel Olsten. I don’t need the embarrassment that comes from that. We work together, Lei. Do you understand how awkward that would be?” You screech out slamming your hands in the table

“You knew it was going to be awkward when you started liking him. You and him have gone out before. You’re literally friends.”

“We’re friends through friends, Lei. It’s different. We’ve never gone out alone. It’s always been with other people. But he’s not the ‘enforcer’ around me. He’s just Joseph.” You sighed, beginning to feel sorry for yourself.

Leilani was right. You were a grown woman. He’s not the only guy in the world. But somehow, in front of other people, he always had a way of doing so.

One time you went out bowling with your friends a few months back, and he opened the door for you, placing his hand on your lower back, letting you enter the building before him. That entire night, he paid more than enough attention to you. Asking you about your life outside of wrestling, laughing at your jokes, and poking fun at your lack of ability to bowl. He even ordered your food for you. He ended that night by giving you a small hug.

You could still smell his cologne if you closed your eyes tightly enough.

But what if you were reading into this all wrong? He could’ve done that as a way to show he was sincerely interested in being your friend.

Late at night you always dreamed, he was crushin’ just as hard on you as you were to him. But he’s a grown man too. He would’ve said something by now if he was genuinely interested. Right?

Right?

“You need to put on your granny panties and go up to him and ask him to hang out. Bitch, you’re old. Get your ass up. Oop, just in time.” Lei suddenly smirks, her eyes moving past your head

You furrowed your eyebrows and turned in your chair to see Solo entering the catering area, his face in his phone. You admittedly felt yourself begin to shake and start to sweat. Your chest getting heavy.

“Girl, get the fuck up. You know what, actually. Solo!” Lei suddenly shouts getting his attention

“What the fuck are you doing?” You snap into her direction

“I’m deflowering your pussy ass. Either take the chance, or shut up! Hey, Solo!”

You turned around to see him making his way to your table with a smile on his face. ‘I’m going to bitch slap her so hard’ you thought in your head, glaring at Leilani.

“Wassup y’all?” Solo says as he sits in a metal chair next to you

“Hey! We’re just talking about this one’s match tonight. I was just saying we need new gear. Here, let me sho—Dammit. My phone died. I’m gonna go get my iPad; I'll be back in a jiffy.”

Your eyes nearly popped from your skull at Leilani’s words, “I’ll be back, you two. Don’t go anywhere, yeah?” She snickers at the inside joke before standing up and walking off

You bit down on your tongue as you watched her saunter off, down the hallway of the arena. opposite of her locker room, where her iPad would be.

little lying ass bitch.

“So y’all thinking about new gear? Whatchall’ thinking about?” Solo asks, moving his arm to lay against the back of your chair.

Fuck me now, “Um…y-yeah. We are. Y’know? We needa stay up to par as tag team champions.” You stutter, silently curing yourself in your head.

“Hell yea! Yall have been killing it lately out there. I remember in developmental, you’d always say how one day you were going to dominate the women's tag team division. If only little you could see yourself right now. Right?” He grins showing his teeth

He remembered that? That was a while ago.

“Yeah. She’d probably be shitting herself.” Fuck.

He chuckles to himself before facing you again, “You guys ready for backlash? I see Natalya is gearing up. Ion know. You might got some serious competition there, baby girl.”

Was that a pet name? Why’d he call you that? Where did he get that? How many other girls does he call that?

“W-w-well she better bring her ass then to be geared the fuck down!” You respond, slightly cursing yourself.

Solo laughs at your bashfulness and you grab a mini water bottle from the center of the table. You quickly opened it and attempted to drown it in its entirety before you began coughing.

Who swallows water the wrong way? Seriously?

“Yo! Yo! You good?” Solo perches upwards with a concern look on his face actively patting your back

Does it look like i’m fucking good? What do you think?

“Y-yeah!” You cough out still hacking your lungs

“Lemme getchu som—Hey, wait a minute.“ Solo's words were cut off as you waved your hand off and stood up to leave. Still coughing, you walked toward the exit with a frown on your face.

Once again, you fucked it up and embarrassed yourself. This time by choking on your water.

“Hey, wait. It’s oka—“ Solo's words were cut off once again as you leaned too close to the door, yanking it open resulting in hitting your head with it.

Before anyone else could see your multiple fuckups, you quickly exited the catering area. You walked as fast as you could to your locker room, clutching your head. You felt the tears in your eyes begin to form at your embarrassment. You felt sorry for yourself. A 31 year old grown ass woman, couldn’t admit to a dude that you were feeling him. The shit was pitiful to say the least.

You clutched your jacket closer to your body as you waited for your Uber Eats delivery to arrive. After a long night, you made the ‘expected’ decision to just head back to the hotel for the night. Avoiding Solo for the duration of the show. Wherever you spotted him, you made sure you weren’t. or at least well hidden. You lowered your gaze down to your phone, eyeing the unread message from Leilani.

Lei: Soooooo. You 2 lovebirds bond?

You didn’t have it in your heart to tell her the truth. Once again, you messed up. If he didn’t think you were weird before, he certainly does now.

Shaming yourself for wearing shorts, while it was chilly outside, you saw the car of your Uber Eats driver pull up. You stayed near the hotel entrance and prepared to greet him to receive your order. As the man gets out with a bag, from the corner of your eye, you couldn’t help but notice Solo beginning to walk towards you, his suitcase in tow. You quickly retrieved your bag, and headed back inside.

Not again. No, never again.

Just as you pressed the elevator button, you heard the creaking of wheels.

“Wassup?” He greets with a smile

“Hey.” You smile back up at the man

Solo's face gains a confused look. You were being short with him. while he knew you were shy. You at least attempted more of a conversation with him.

As the elevator opened, you both entered. You kept your head hung low, as you both waited to reach the floor. When the doors opened, you stepped out and quickly walked towards your room door, accepting your defeat.

“Hey, wait a second.” Solo starts, following behind you.

You were prepared to keep the conversation short and simple. Do not allow yourself to be swept away into another series of painful and embarrassing events.

“Why are you always so…different? Around me. I see you with everyone else. Leilani. The other ladies and guys. You’re yourself. But when it comes to me? You’re different. Wassup? Did I do something?”

You let out a breath as you stared up at the man. You had one shot. And here it was, right here. He was right. You weren’t normally the shy type. But dammit, you could barely form a sentence near him. Leilani was right. There were more fish in the sea. Even if this was the fish you wanted.

“Solo listen. I…I have feelings for you. Bad. I try to save my own feelings by pushing them to the side, but instead I end up looking like a fucking dumbass, every-single-time. I know what you’re going to say. And it’s cool. I’m not tryna put the rush on you. So just sav—“

You were ready to continue your ramble. Ready to explain and accept your rejection. You felt yourself being pressed against the door of your hotel room as Solo's lips combined with yours.

You dropped your bag of food onto the ground, and your arms slid around his neck. You felt yourself moan into his mouth as his tongue snaked into yours, welcoming. His arms slid around your waist, pressing your body against his. As you both tasted each other and fought for dominance, you thought back to what Leilani said. Ole ass was right.

You pulled away from Solo, keeping your arms locked around his neck. “And what if I said I was feeling you too? Then what?” He responded

“I’d be speechless.”

“Good. Save yourself from saying something crazy again.” He chuckles before diving in again for another taste of your lips against his.

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