#Silas blah blah

[antoncrane]

Eyeliner: On. Eyepatch: Got. Silas' Canon Look: Complete!

#(He currently wields Doctor's Orders & Circuit Breaker) #Silas blah blah #Lozz blah blah

[the-acid-pear]

I hate Jay Munly because he will make the insanest songs the biggest bangers music that is fire absolute temazos but the lyrics will then be just the most incomprehensible shit you'll ever come across like king what the fuck are you even saying. I live for it tho.

#luly talks #this is about silas and his blah blah blah #likr i keep trying to find meaning on it but im starting to feel like a fool y'know!!!!

[deadtower]

Last Sentence Tag Game

Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Tagged by @smol-feralgremlin :D

I have reason to believe that Saint may be in — what seems to be, from repeated covert investigations — and I understand the unlikeliness of this, as it sounds ridiculous, even to me, and I have tried to make it make sense some other way, but... I have reason to believe that Charlatan Saint is in a romantic relationship... with Case #37829-C. Major Matthews looked up at Ronnie, then, his eyes narrowed and swimming with the disbelief she had been expecting. "You have got to be fucking kidding me. Case #37829-C... is their house."

Or: Charlatan Saint, eccentric motorcycle-riding wild child, befriends Veronica Collins and Harrison Moore, who are undercover operatives of a secret organization trying to gather information on Saint's voice-activated, possibly sentient technological wonder of a house.

Tagging: I went a little ham because I'm not mutuals with very many writeblrs. So there aren't many to tag! Especially since some of them were already tagged by Feral. So if you're a writeblr, or just someone who likes writing, feel free to do this and say I tagged ya! Since I'm following 873 blogs, this should cover it, LOL.

#it's perfect because i just started writing this at work and got as far as this before we had like #the right-before-we-close rush lol #anyway i'm so damn excited for this little project it's gonna be PWYW on itch i think #also like i don't mean saint is in love with their house like ohhhh i adore this house it's SO cute it's cottagecore it's blah blah blah #(it's not cottagecore anyway lol) #what i mean is they are literally romantically attracted to their house. #if you know me at all you'll be like yeah. that tracks. that's a Silas Orij (like Original but for short lol) #wouldn't be a silas project if it didn't make you do a double and then a triple and quadruple take #anyway saint is such a cool fucking character i adore them

[bigtiddydevilbf]

The Thot

Was Ichabod's name before he even had a name. His title is now The Thot. He just is.

Name is Ichabod- Icha (eye-kuh) Wilder

He's around 5'7, queer af, pronouns He/They, he's a redhead but bleaches his hair religiously, green eyes, and a shitty personality.

Their pass times include; drinking, drugs, stealing, fucking, killing, racing, sleeping, coping, and being a genuine piece of shit.

His only substantial relationship comes from his partner Silas who's more cold and calculated than Ichabod can ever dream of being.

They argue and they go through what could only be described as "rough patches" but they're madly in love with one another (despite what Silas may say) and would absolutely lay down their lives for the other.

#squitit already #blah blah blah squitit #oc talk #Icha #Silas #silas and ichabod #I'll probably go into more detail at another point in time

[mercymcrn]

i bet the entire time cytherea was at canaan house during gtn she was just silently judging her lyctor co-workers based on how their houses had turned out.

imagine when silas started syphoning colum she was there like: fucking hell mercy. like i know you’re a crazy control freak blah blah blah but was this necessary. couldn’t you have made them more normal. just a little bit.

#judith says something annoying and sensible and cyth is just like #‘okay pYrRha (derogatory). bitch’ under her breath #i love her #the locked tomb #tlt #gideon the ninth #cytherea the first #cytherea loveday #mercymorn the first #augustine the first #pyrrha dve

[itachi86]

silas’ character was cool but his whole bad guy plan was dumb as are all the things motivated by romantic love

#tvd #character things #silas #the thing with him being stefan's doppelganger #was actually a rly good plot twist #but the whole him wanting to die #to be with his true love blah #stupid

[darkbluekies]

this poll is hard af! Hear me out!

Silas: would be happy that no one has done the deed with you, but if you werent a virgin, he would kill the person that touched you.

Dr.kry: hes a doctor, yes, hes a yandere, but hes still a doctor, he knows he cant do anything about you being a virgin or not. he knows you only see him as your doctor. he may be annoyed that someone got to touch your innocent soul, but yeah.

King edmund: During his timeline (if i remember correctly) was the 16-1800, so if the wife of the king or anyone in fact would be a non virgin, that was said to be bad or smth like that, so i think he would mad, and kill the person that did take your virginity away, and kill their family.

Jerry: personally, i dont think Jerry would give a fuck if you're a virgin or not. you're hers now so..

Hedwig: think she would be happy to know that youre a virgin, happy to know that no one has touched you yet..

personally, its hard to choose, but if i had to choose, it would be King Edmund..

I am hearing you out and I am agreeing with you😵‍💫

Here's my thoughts:

I think Edmund is the worst too (despite him being the biggest whore in the kingdom) because of his entitlement. He DESERVES someone virgin, DESERVES to be the first one to touch you, DESERVES, DESERVES blah blah. But if someone had done that, he will end their blood line, you're right in that. Kill their entire family — mother, father, cousins, grandparents, dogs, cats, everyone. That family has now never existed, so how could you be anything else than virgin if the one that took it from you never existed? :D

I think that Silas would be the next worst because of his ridiculously large possessiveness. He can't stand knowing that anyone else has had you in the same way he has. If you weren't virgin, he would bring the one who dared to touch what is his (despite knowing you before he did) and torture them worse than anyone else.

Hedwig would feel sad, like she could have prevented things and would blame herself. I'm sure that she is a virgin as well before meeting you and want your first time to be special, together:(

Dr Kry would be fuming, but wouldn't be able to show it. He reminds himself that he isn't a virgin, it wouldn't be fair to assume that you were as well. But he wishes. He wants to teach you, wants to be the one you trust with your first time. But he would most likely deny it. You never had any sex, why would you think so? You just had some fun, not anything real. Dr Kry will show you what is real.

You're right in that Jerry wouldn't care at all. She doesn't care about past things, only the present and the future. She will make sure you forget anyone who has ever "tried" to make you feel good. After all, no one does it like Jerry♡

#yandere male #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere mafia #yandere fics #yandere oc x reader #yandere stories #yandere doctor #yandere king #yandere royal #yandere female #yandere girl #female yandere #aritrixi

[cancerian-woman]

I wish we saw some bonding between Bonnie and Qetsiyah or something, like imagine meeting your ANCESTOR who started all of this shit (besides Dahlia, Inadu, and Esther, the whole doppelgänger thing existing is what I’m talking about). How would you have wanted Bonnie and Qetsiyah’s relationship to have been like? Like Qetsiyah is arguably the most naturally powerful witch on the show, more powerful than Dahlia and Esther (I’m sure there’s like 20 posts on reddit explaining their feats), I just wish her and Bonnie could’ve had more interaction ughhhhhh.

Like isn’t Qetsiyah Egyptian or Greek or something? Wouldn’t it have been cool to incorporate that into a storyline with Bonnie and her magic?

Isn’t it crazy that even outside potential romantic relationships, there’s still so much lacking in Bonnie’s writing in the show? Like besides the MFG, she has ZERO FRIENDS. Stefan isn’t really her friend, she wasn’t friends with Damon until the whole prison world shit, I think, Stefan and Caroline were friends with Klaus (Caroline being more of a fling than a friend, but whatever), I forgot who Elena was friends with, but my point is that Bonnie is actually more sidelined than I thought. Bonnie never even had enemies that were strictly HER enemies. Kai could count as one, but he was more focused on Alaric and the Parker family when he left the prison world, Elena was one of the vocal points of the show, so she had all that shit, Caroline had that whole thing with Tyler and Klaus and other storylines, where was BONNIE’S STORYLINE.

Like isn’t it crazy that Klaus and all these people talk about how powerful and epic the Bennetts are, so why isn’t Bonnie considered a threat? Like… it literally doesn’t make sense. Like you’re telling me that everyone knew Bonnie was crazy powerful and had a crazily powerful ancestral background, she’s a psychic, she can create dimensions, etc… but she’s somehow just the MFG helper… right.

It’s giving mammy in the form of the magical negro. A motherly figure who is always moral and takes care of everyone and is so strong and blah blah blah, I’m so sick of it.

And I don’t mind black witches being a thing in shows. As an African, it really intrigues me to see how shows tackle the topic of black people and witchcraft but WHY do us black folk have to be helpers to EVERYONE. EVEN IN SHOWS. GOSH. She doesn’t even get a proper ending in the show. “Bonnie travelled to Africa”…😐😐😐. Wow. Ok.

And I wish we saw more scenes of Bonnie just LEARNING. Like yeah, great. We have like one or two scenes of her playing with feathers, but imagine if she was in the originals and Vincent was mentoring her or some shit. Idk. Or if her and white Bonnie!Freya or white Bonnie!Davina were just chilling and practicing witchcraft together or whatever. We never really get to see Bonnie CHILL or just learn without having the goal of saving Elena or someone in the MFG. Do we ever see her relax? Nope. My brain just reminded me of Plec tweeting to Megan Thee Stallion that she sees black women as superheroes that will save us all and I’m even more mad now.

Sorry for the rant.

You summed up everything perfectly! I’ll answer the Qet part.

I would’ve liked to see Qetsiyah and Bonnie see each other as family. Have Qetsiyah uplift Bonnie rather than cause her pain by being the anchor. Qetsiyah was arrogant as hell. Why should Qetsiyah lessen who she is? Everything ties back to her as the oldest Bennett witch we meet.

Qetsiyah made Silas suffer for his manipulation and abuse of her magic. Bonnie’s in the same position Qetsiyah was in. A young Bennett witch being used by vampires for their own deeds. So why not have Qetsiyah remind Bonnie she’s not just any witch she’s a Bennett witch. She’s stronger than them, she doesn’t have to take their shit just because she loves them. Fight back.

TVDU has no value for their characters of color and doesn’t want the Bennett’s as a family. I do think it would’ve been nice if Bonnie’s magical education was handled better but Bonnie being a self taught witch through it all really makes her stand out more.

#bonnie bennett #qetsiyah #tvd #the vampire diaries #i took some things out this to try not to make super lengthy 😭

[akslz]

"You must be an angel"

---- Hello!! this is my first post here so apoligies if its not formatted well. Regardless; here is a mediocre ( orignally written on a03 by me, linked here) story I wrote on a whim, about a broken family put back together once they move to Nockfell after an incident with Knives (our main character) and her mother. She and her brother meet the gang and silliness ensues. AKA a shitty modern day SF fanfic because head full, this is a self-insert character so sorry no y/n. she is loosely based off of me so blah blah ok here backstory time & yes there is homestuck refences and NO I do not care ☹ let me do what I do #autism !! English is a poor language for me so apologies for mistakes!! None of the fanart/ images used are mine, credits to owners!-----

CHAPER 1:

End of the Beginning

what seem like decades ago, Knives lived with her semi put together family in the ever so urban Houston Texas. With her twin brother Vinnie (or Vin) and her eldest brother Silas everything was just peachy. That was until their father had died of heart complications when Knives was just 11.

After that sad excuse of a day the widowed Miki became a pathetic shell of a mother. She lived by her ever empty bottle of wine or shitty canned beer. To the point where she became more of a roommate than a mother. Knives had to do something about this.

She wasn’t going to sit back and watch as her older brother work his senior year of high school away at some mediocre grocery store just so Miki could blow most of his minimal paycheck on alcohol. On April 14th, just days away from knives & Vins’ birthdays, knives decided to confront her mother. Here’s how the interaction went down. (First person pov)

“You crazy bitch who do you think you are?!” you mother slurred as she quickly tried to grab the bottle of wine that you started to pour down the drain.

“Me? Crazy? Please.” You said in a monotone voice as you finished dumping out the bottle and swiftly moved out of the way of your monstrous mothers’ grasp. Your brothers used to go onto the roof when things were easier, they taught you how to fight, or ‘strife’ they called it. You had gotten well at defending yourself over those couple of months. even being able to use your newfound skills against a creep at the mall.

“Please don’t do this, I just want to help you momma I promise!” you said grabbing her hands and looking up into her glazed eyes.

“Let go of me! You brat! I’m an adult and I can do as I want! Do not tell ME what I can and can’t do!” she said as she pushed you forward; causing your smaller body to hit the counter behind you.

As brush your long hair out of your face and you steady yourself you look back to your mother to see her lunge at you. You could never hurt your mother. Not ever. She’s just a little girl who’s distraught over her husband and best friend of 16 years dying. You couldn’t punish her for lashing out. She’s just scared.

 You feel warm now, you have a stinging spot on your head so instinctually you went to scratch it. Then comes the pain, it’s almost everywhere; you groggily open your eyes to look at your hand as it feels wet, blood. It was blood. You jolt up, now realizing you’re on the dining room floor. Your full vision slowly comes back, and you’re horrified at the sight. Chunks of your beautiful hair is sprawled around you.

 Your hair that held the last memory of your father. You used to crawl into bed with him and your mother in the mornings that you woke up before them. He used to always tuck your hair behind you bejeweled ears and hum you back into a light sleep. You grasp a chunk of the mangled hair and spread it between your fingers. Slowly beginning to cry. The pain on your extremities was nothing compared to this. You just slowly lowered yourself back onto the fake hardwood floor and cried, cried because you didn’t know what else to do.

 You wanted nothing but for everything to go back to the way it was. You starred at the entrance to your apartment, watching the very minimal light from the peep hole shine in, casting light on the dust particles in the air. It felt like the world was spinning in slow motion. You were dreading the time Silas and Vin come back from the music store. You cried for what felt like hours. You eventually sat up and noticed the keys to one of the two cars your family had owned was missing. You weakly stood up and hobbled to your mothers’ room, seeing drawers strewn over the already messy room.

“Great. Pansy ass bitch.” You said as your voice cracked. Crying again as you realized your mother had fled.

 You didn’t care though as you heard your brothers obnoxiously loud keys jiggle the lock open. You shuffled into the dining room, quickly observing the scene left behind. A broken wine bottle, small spots of blood with of course your white hair scattering the room. You dropped to your knees and touched your head for the first time since you woke up. You began sobbing again. The rest was a haze. You vaguely remember your older brother cupping your head; asking what happened. The only thing you could mutter was ‘’ Momma”. That’s all he needed to hear.

After that it’s a blur. Due to your mothers fleeing and your brother being freshly 19, he gains custody of you and your twin.

CHAPTER 2:

Beginning of the End

~Time skip: 3 years after incident, age:15~

You innocently lean against your bed, plucking mindlessly at your well-loved bass. The vibrations running through your fingers.

“yo“ Vinnie says as he comes into your shared room, pushing up the shades he always adorned and swooping his platinum hair out of his face. You found it funny, you rarely see him without the sunglasses.

“Hey man, did Bro mention anything about what school we’ll be goin’ to after we move?’’ you questioned as you shut off your amplifier and faced him fully. He sat down at his desk and kicked his feet up on the nearby bedpost.

“Yeah, actually he did, it’s near the shithole surprisingly, so we could probably skate to & from the hellhole instead of riding in the bus” He referred to the apartments we planned to live in as the ‘shithole’ because in all honesty, it wasn’t lavish. On the website it looked quite old, but it’ll do for the three of you. The real name of your new crib was ‘Addison Apartments’.

You set your bass down as you glanced at your mostly packed room. The stacks of cardboard boxes occupying most of the free space.

‘’I can’t believe this our last weekend in Texas...” Vinnie sighed and got up to stand next to you as you turned to glance out the window of your Highrise apartment. You’re not going to miss the hustle and bustle of urban Texas; the constant traffic and shouting kept you up frequently. You leaned onto your brother as he comfortingly wrapped an arm around you and sighing.

“I know, it’ll be a nice change though, Nockfell looks chill.” He said rubbing circles onto your arm.

Later on you go into the bathroom to take off your makeup, when your mother defaced you she gladly didn’t do as much damage as you initially thought. Your long hair now was medium length with layers. You honestly loved the change of appearance. You also decided to dye the tips of your hair a dusty rose because you’ve always liked the idea of a colorful head of hair, even if its just a little.

-

“Finally, I finished packing the moving van with my and my brothers’ shit’’, you thought, never understood why they needed so many electronics, turntables, keypads, electric pianos, they had it all. They sure did love their pop music. You, Knives, on the other hand liked all music types, but you really loved heavy metal. The way that Sanity’s Falls bass shook your head every time you listened to it just make your love for metal grow. You laughed at how ironic it was that your name was Knives, AND you liked heavy music, how metal is a name like that?

Vin stumbled out of the entrance to the apartment building, his headphones sitting heavily on his shoulders as he chucks his skateboard and your roller skates in the back of bros’ pickup. You had all finished getting ready for the drive, you and your twin glances at each other and then to your guardian.

Bro wiped sweat from his forehead and adjusted his pointy shades “Alright y’all let’s get this show on the road, its a long drive so let’s get started. I wanna make it at least halfway by tonight.”

You and Vin were going to drive the pickup while Bro drove the chunky U-Haul. Although you both couldn't legally drive, your brother decided on a whim to teach the both of you a couple months ago so you had a general idea of what you were doing. You were nervous to make the lengthy drive because you had a fear that if you got pulled over that you and your brother would both be sent to juvey.

Regardless, you made the drive. The 48 hour journey was taxing but when you stepped out of the car in Nockfell you realized that this place was way different than Texas and you had no clue what was to come.

After reconnecting with your eldest brother after the long drive you made your way into the lobby as your brothers unlocked the moving van. You realize that there was no receptionist desk only a small mail cubby area. you remembered that Bro mentioned you would be staying in unit 403. So you made your way over to that cubby and you realized that you needed a key to unlock. \

You did not know where to obtain such key so being the genius you are you stuck your smallest fingers' nail into the key slot and tugged & wiggled out a little bit to see if it was unlocked and thankfully it was! you grabbed the few pieces of junk mail that had already gathered and threw them away, then picked up the thin envelope that contained the apartment keys and gently opening it and removing the keys

you made your way to the elevator and hit the button for your floor you jogged quickly to your apartment and unlocked it. You push open the door to see a glum looking room with a green-gray carpet that held a few stains.

You scrunch your nose due to you smelling heavy cleaner and bleach, but at least it was clean, you quickly set down the keys and make your way out leaving the door open so you and your siblings can easily go in and out without having to worry about the door.

-

After you brought up all the boxes with your name on it and set them in your room you put your hands on your hips, sighing, and glancing around the room. You were excited to finally have your own room away from your brother, but it would be a change because you had been bunking with him since you two were little. Reminiscing about all the times you had spent together was making you feel nostalgic.

Vin and Bro had made a quick run to the grocery store so they could stock up on some essentials for the fridge. You sat down and sliced open one of the cardboard boxes that was labeled “CDs” you were rummaging through it when you heard some mumbling coming from outside your room and heavy footsteps. You were surprised because you thought it would take your brothers a longer time to arrive back home, so you brushed yourself off and pushed the door open.

Your eyes widened in shock when you realize that the two people you heard in your apartment were in fact not your brothers but two strangers. One being a tall male with tanned skin and long brown hair having deep set eyes that carried bags heavier than anything. This person wore a cannibal corpse shirt with a beat-up flannel and gray jeans. The other person that you couldn't assume the gender of had electric blue pigtails hanging from each side of their head & wore red ripped jeans with fishnets underneath, combat boots along with a black crew neck, you also noticed that this person wearing what looked like a mask, you didn't think twice though because a lot of people these days were very expressive. It looks quite cool.

“uh…. hi...” you said sweetly but quietly, slightly hiding behind the door frame because you didn't know if these people were a threat or not. Just in case you reached over to your desk and put your hidden hand on it to feel for the box cutter you had laying on it.

“Oh! Hey man” the tall one with long hair said as he lifted his ringed hand and waved “sorry to intrude like this dude just wanted to give an introduction because we were told that a new tenant would be moving in, I’m Larry, Larry Johnson.” He took a step closer to you holding out his dominant hand for to shake.

“Hi... I’m Knives, yeah me and my brothers just moved here, nice to meet you” you reluctantly grabbed his hand your long nails accidentally brushing against him.

“Knives? Like the utensil? That's a cool ass nickname!” He said smiling noticing the gap in between his two front teeth. It kind of made him look like a Bunny.

“Thank you! But that's my real name.” You said awkwardly smiling leaning your head fully against the door frame of your room.

“Oh, and uh this is my friend Sal, but you can just call him Sally face! It's kind of like his nickname.” Larry said elbowing his shorter friend getting a low toned laugh out of Sal.

So, the mystery person is a guy, good to know. You could tell that you and Ben would get along well with them both.

“So, you said you had brothers, right? Where are they?” The bluenette questioned while stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“They went to the store I think but they should be back soon. How old are you guys?” you questioned. Quickly stuffing the box cutter into the backside waistband of your shorts and quickly tucking your Motley-Crue band shirt over it. You swiftly moved away from the door frame and took a step right outside the door and leaned against the wall, kicking one of your ankles over the other while withholding eye contact with Sal.

"we're both fifteen, how about you?" Larry questioned eyeing you 

"same. My twin is fifteen too, His name is Vin, I think you two would get along well. He likes cannibal corpse." you lied straight through your teeth, not knowing why. Vinnie never really liked metal. Hopefully he'll lie as well to cover your white lie. You were never good with people.... safe to say you're nervous for what's to come.

CHAPTER 3:

Every story starts somewhere

Hi hi I somehow forgot to mention that this story is NOT following canon events, i.e. no cult, just some vague paranormal activity   !All original characters belong to me, none of the canon characters mentioned are mine and do not have the rights to them!

You had spoken with the two for about 15 minutes before they saw themselves out. After they’d left you had mentally slapped yourself for being so socially inept, Vin and Silas would definitely make fun of you for this one.

“Hey hey Knives! We’re back with some food!” Silas said as he loudly slammed the door with his foot.

“And we bought apple juice! So come get some before I finish it all.” Vinnie barked as you made your way out of your now unpacked room.

“Thanks bro!” you said smiling widely at your older brother as he messed up your hair

The three of you lingered in the kitchen as you unloaded the groceries and unpacked the kitchen essentials.

“Something really weird happened earlier-“you said turning to face them both, you were met with darkened plastic sunglasses awaiting you to continue speaking

“These two guys from the apartments came to introduce themselves, Larry and Sal, surprisingly they were very chill. I kinda lied about you liking cannibal corpse to Larry though vin...” you said sheepishly smiling and covering your face with your hands.

“ Man what the hell why? I don’t dig metal that much” Your twin asked jokingly.

“They were just so… intriguing! I got embarrassed and it just slipped out!”

“Chillax sis its alright, don’t sweat it. So, these guys are what? Hardcore church burners?” Vin said making the demon horn motion with both of his hands.

You and Silas laughed as he obnoxiously headbanged.

“No not really, at least not from what I could tell. They were very nice. I’m pretty sure they go to our school since we’re all the same age. “Vin nodded for you to continue.

“Larry is a tall dude with what I have to say is the most beautiful hair I’ve ever seen on a man” you said throwing your hands up in defeat. Both of your brothers scoffing sarcastically.

“Then there’s Sal- “you began to remember the sight of the boy, something about him captivated you. Whether it was his unique hair, His killer style, the tone of his voice…...or the way his hands looked with all those rings on them… and the way you thought they’d look on you…

Girl, what the hell are you thinking?! You just met him? Stop being weird. You seriously needed to stop letting your hormones take control of you like this.

You’d realized your brother was looking at you strangely.

“Hellooooo? Anyone in there?” Vin said waving a hand in front of your face.

“Is she having another episode?” Silas asked, setting down the box he was moving and walking over to you.

“What? Oh sorry, No I’m fine, I just got lost in thought you guys don’t worry” you nervously laughed as they back away from you, relaxing their attention.

“Shit man you really worried me for a second…Anyways continue with what you were telling me about this Sal girl” Vinnie sighed now sitting on the counter across from you.

“Sal is a guy- “you said rolling your eyes “– but anyways. He’s sweet, he has this bright blue hair that’s really dope. He also wears this mask? I’m not sure what its about but it fits him, he has the same style of Larry he’s just a liiitttlllleee short…” you said making a “small” motion with your index and thumb.

“Hey, it’s not like the little guy can control it!” Vinnie said getting off the counter and poking at you.

You and he laughed as you made your way to his room to help him unpack his belongings.

-

The next day was Saturday. You were making your way down to the lobby with your brother to explore the area when on your way out of the dingy elevator you bumped into someone, accidently knocking something out of their hands.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry!” you apologized quickly kneeling to pick up papers and a purple school folder off the ground.

“It’s okay! I should’ve been looking where I was going” the feminine voice said giggling.

You handed the girl what you assumed was her schoolwork.

“Hey…are you new around here? I’ve never seen you before? And I think I’d remember someone this pretty” the girl said.

This girl was also quite pretty. With long brown hair and piercing green eyes, she wore a long purple shirtdress with purposely torn black tights. Along with a chunky black choker and heavier makeup, you started to really like this girl already.

“Thank you so much! You’re pretty too, and uhm yeah! Me and my brother just moved here recently, My names Knives. This is my brother Vinnie.” You said gesturing to Vinnie who threw up a weak wave to her as he seemed in awe.

“Knives?! That’s so awesome! My name’s Ashley but everyone just calls me Ash. Do you have insta or anything like that? You seem realllyyyy cool and I’d love to get to know you-“she said as she pulled out a lavender iPhone from her sleeve “- but I’m supposed to be tutoring with my friends right now and I’m already late, I’m afraid they’ll think I’m dead if I’m any more late” she said holding her phone out to you.

“Yeah, I do! Also, no problem I understand, you seem pretty chill as well!” you said slightly smiling as you typed your username into the search bar and then clicked on your profile as it came up. You handed Ash her phone back, she waved goodbye and jogged into the elevator.

“she seems nice, It seems like everyone here has awesome hair…” you said looking to Vinnie

“DID SHE FOLLOW YOU YET? LET ME SEE YOUR PHONE NOW, GIVE IT GIVE IT GIVE IT” he said reaching for your phone which was in your hand.

“Jesus man here fine, have a look god!” You laughed handing it to him. Vinnie snatched it out of your hand and flying to Ash’s’ profile.

You looked over his shoulder as he looked through her pictures, she had about 15 posts. Most were landscape but there were some of her and her friends. She was friends with Sal and Larry! That’s convenient! Vinnie swiped through the post of her and the guys on the 4th of July, there was also a pair of boys you hadn’t recognized yet. Safe to say you were excited to meet them both as well.

“Yo are these the guys you were talking about yesterday?” Vinnie said clicking on the profile mention on the picture, pulling up Sals’ account.

“Yeah! That’s cool that they’re friends. Makes me excited to hangout with them.”

Your brother finally handed your phone back after sending Ashley’s account to himself, you internally laughed at how eager he was to swoop this girl off her feet. You somehow made your way back to those pictures of Sal and everyone else on the 4th. You admired Sal, eventually tapping onto his profile, your thumb hovered over the ‘Follow’ button and you hesitated.

What if he thinks I’m a stalker? He didn’t even mention his socials so what if he thinks negatively of me just following him out of the blue? What if-

Then your eyes glance up at the notification you’d just received,

“New follower: @TheOG_SF – Sal Fisher”

CHAPTER 5 (4 was an update on the story):

Why is everything different now?

Heyyyy, finally got this damn story updated, my apologies, im learning more English now so they should be more frequent!

Holy shit, you thought, quickly swiping up the notification to dismiss it.

Were you hallucinating? You truly hoped you weren’t.

“ Yo are you alive?” you glanced up to Vinnie with a wide eyed expression

“ah yeah sorry…don’t know what washed over me, lets go” you said walking past him to the main doors to exit

-

You and your brother had eventually made your way into a nearby resale/music store. The both of you going to see if you could replace some of the CDs you’d had before you moved.

Unfortunately for you and him some of the discs were snapped or scratched up during transit from Houston to Nockfell. The two of you slowly made it outside; you rummage through your cluttered tote to get the keys to the truck. You eventually find them and toss them to vin.

-

Once we pulled into the parking lot of the music store vin took the keys out of the ignition and glanced to you. You were chewing on your fingernails again, that’s something you did when you were nervous. Or in deeeeeepppppp thought.

You just kept starring at the follower request, not knowing what to do. You’ve combed through all of ash’s’ friends’ profiles except sals. You were just…too nervous. You were never this nervous.

“Dude just follow him back, it’s been like 20 minutes.” Vin said leaning over to watch your phone. “Absolutely not! What if he thinks I’m weird? Or what if he just did it on accident, or what if-“ you kept talking as your brother slothed his arm over and gingerly accepted the follow request. You sat silently in shock as he shrugged. “Well alright... ill just leave my phone in the car I think” you said hooking your purse over your shoulder. Overthinking everything that could happen if he didn’t accept your request.

-

You rummaged through CDs, you only had a couple stuffed in your hands; Bring Me The Horizons’ “Suicide Season”, Pierce The Veils “Misadventures”, Madonna’s ‘’like a virgin’’, and finally Dark Thrones “Transvilaian Hunger”. Quite opposites if you ask me, you thought to yourself as you maneuvered through the thin isles of the shop. As your sifting through discounted vinyl’s you hear the chime of the electric doorbell, the one that annoyingly chimes every time someone enters or exits. You decide to ignore it and continue looking.

“Speak of the devil” Vinnie breathed out quietly and smirked as he gestured to who entered the store; Of course, it was Ash and her group of friends. One of those friends being Sal. You swiftly turn back to the vinyl bin. Pretending to be interested in its contents to seem busy.

“Oh hey! Look who it is” you heard the deep grungy voice of who you assumed was Larry. You still didn’t look up, frozen from anxiety. You never really felt like this… you didn’t understand why everything was changing so suddenly. You reluctantly turned around and smiled. “Hey knives! Looks like you discovered our best kept secret” you heard ash giggle as she threw her hands up in defeat.

“yeah” Sal laughed “This record store is one of the only good things in Nockfell” he continued. “Oh yeah? Well, I’d have to say its awesome, glad I found out yall’s ‘little secret’ “you said making air quotations.

“Believe me, we have better secrets than this.” Said an unfamiliar voice. “Well its nice to finally meet you, only today had they mentioned meeting you and trust me, they were all eager for me to meet you, I’m Todd” A shorter ginger boy with rounded glasses appeared from behind the other three. “Well, it’s nice to meet you too, Todd” you smiled; “Also, this is my partner, Neil” Another guy emerged, the same height as Todd. He waved sweetly and grinned.

-

“You having a party without me? Unbelievable.” Your brother jokingly scoffed as he finally came to take some of the spotlight off you. “Yo, nice to see you guys in person, I’m Vinnie, but I just go by vin.” He said as he shoved his rap CDs into your arms to go fist bump your new friends. “Nice to meet you man! I heard you liked cannibal corpse, right?” Larry said enthusiastically as he looked at vin.

“Yeah man...I love them…!” Vin said side eyeing you through his shades. Making you giggle

“Oh word? That’s sick, I love them too.” You heard Sal say to your twin. You caught yourself starring at Sally. He was just a lot to look at to be fair, not in a bad way. In a way you’d look at a renaissance painting, just taking in the intricacy. The guys were all conversating about what-not, you noticed how Sal spoke with his hands a lot. That’s funny, you do that too….

“Knives? You alright?” Ashley said waving a hand in front of your face, Todd furrowing his eyebrows confused while waiting for your response. “Huh? Oh yeah sorry I was just starring off into space.” You said as your eyes widened. You catch Todd exchanging a look to Ashley, and she returned that look; you had no clue what language they were speaking with their eyes.

-

You and your group checked out with your minimal items, you and Vinnie ended up leaving with the group. The five of them somehow walked to the record store? They must really like this place. The six of you have to somehow fit into Silas’s truck. Vinnie and Larry in the front seats, Ashley, Todd, and Neil in the back seats… Where were you going to sit? Where was Sal going to sit?! They definitely did this on purpose. 

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Chapter 6 coming soon, thank you!!!

#sally face #sally fisher #sal fisher #larry johnson #fanfic #homestuck #shitty post #sal fisher x reader #self insert #original character #modern day au #twin flame #slow burn

[antoncrane]

WELL -- I think I've found my mask/outfit combo for this year's fasnacht!

#Lozz blah blah #Silas blah blah #Fallout 76

[saliyahdomera]

House of Horrors -S.S

in which you’re betrothed to Ominis but Sebastian has other plans that lead to a night of horrors in the Gaunt Manor

AGED UP TO 18 (in this AU, they get married at 20 instead)

Warning: cussing, some sexual content but not full blown smut, inaccurate social standings and customs and such blah blah, made up Gaunt family members, made up Gaunt names, sorry not sorry, some violence and gore

This horrible and I am so so so sorry. It’s a good plot in my opinion but man I do not know how to write. I apologize in advance. I promise Im a good writer, this one just did not turn out for me but I wanted to post it anyways….

lmk if i missed anything!!

MINOR DNI!! 18+ HIGHLY ADVISED

I heard murmuring downstairs as I exited my room. Descending the stairs, there stood the Gaunt’s. Being bethrothed to the youngest son, Ominis since I was born meant a lot of things. It meant always being seen with him in the social eye, being his eyes when Sebastian couldn’t, and even living with his family.

When my parents died, the Gaunt’s took me in to keep up their end of the deal in light of everything. My family’s fortune was in my hands now, and when Ominis and I get married in two years, our families will combine and so will our riches.

I wasn’t the only one who lived with them. Sebastian Sallow, Ominis’ best friend and his Lord-In-Waiting. Sebastian was always right behind Ominis, being his eyes and making sure he was always taken care of. They were quite inseparable and I’ve grown quite fond of both of them.

“Good morning dear, I hope you slept well.”

“I did, thank you my Lord.” I bowed before Damocles Gaunt, the head of the household and Ominis’ father.

“You do not have to be so formal. Please dear.” He smiled as I muttered a small ‘sorry’ his way. It felt improper not to address him as such.

Everyone was gathered around the table as I sat next to Ominis. “Y/N!” His eldest sister, Catherine, spoke up. “Della and I were going to go pick up our dresses for the ball next week. Would you like to accompany us?”

Ominis had a large family. Being the youngest of seven kids was never easy for him. He was the last to do everything, right now that being married.

The eldest is Catherine, at 28. She has been married to Silas Huntington for 8 years now and has 2 children. Ida, 6 and Lyla, 3.

Next would be the eldest brother, Otto at 26. Him and his wife, Cornelia O’Hara, have been together for 6 years. They have one daughter, Fawn who just turned 2.

Francis is the second eldest brother, at 24. Him and his wife, Charlotte Roûge have been together for 4 years and have twins, Rita and Etta , both just turned 2.

Della is the designated middle child at 21. Her and her husband, Warren Carnell just announced they were pregnant, which is why all the siblings are in town.

The twins, Victor and Genevieve, beat Ominis by 2 years. They are both freshly married to Josephine Beckham and Benjamin Allard.

Ominis is the youngest, at 18. He’s been bethrothed since birth like the rest of his siblings. The only differences between their marriages and his are that his future wife needs to be able to guide him due to his blindness, and so far, no male heirs have been born. Unless his sister Della has a son, it’s up to him to bore an heir to the Gaunt lineage.

Having a child scared him though, he was afraid it was inherit his blindness and suffer as he does.

I looked to Catherine and nodded, “I would love to. I don’t think I have anything to wear.” She reached for my hands and smiled.

“Oh I’m so glad to hear that. I was hoping you didn’t. I sort of had one made for you.”

—

Catherine led me into the back of the shop to the fitting rooms where my dress she had made was waiting for me. She was giddy along with Della, who had come in to make some alterations around her newly popped belly. “Go on! I’ll go get into mine too.”

She ran off as I stepped behind the curtain. In front of me stood the most breathtaking dress. A long dark green velvet gown with a square necklace and long sleeves. The breast line was dropped and the skirt was lined with a beautiful pattern made of gold lace. I took it off the hanger as a woman came in to help me get into it.

Once it was on, I couldn’t move. It fit perfectly. It was a slimmer fit, but not scandalous. I ran my fingers over the fabric, feeling every little detail to take note.

Everytime I got a dress, I had to memorize it with my fingers so I could describe it to Ominis. It was always disappointing getting all beautiful just for him not to be able to see it. Memorizing the feeling made it easier, that way he could at least get a picture in his head.

Stepping out, Catherine was stood there waiting for me, Della at her side.

Catherine’s dress was a traditional high breast line dress with shorter cap sleeves. It was a beautiful baby blue, her husband’s family color. It had slight navy detailing throughout with a gold waistband.

Della’s was a mix. Longer sleeves graced her arms while a higher breast line was sewn in to adapt to her growing belly. It was a beautiful blush with gold detailing throughout.

“Wow.” Catherine walked up to me, looking me over and spinning me around. “You look spectacular!”

“You picked wonderfully Catherine.” She held my hands there for a moment before Della came over as well.

“You’re going to be such a beautiful bride for Ominis. You make him so happy, it’s refreshing to see him smile.” Della tucked a piece of hair behind my ear as she spoke. “Thank you.”

“She’s right, I’m overjoyed you were chosen to marry our sweet baby brother.” Catherine chimed in before we went to change.

While the shopkeeper’s assistant was helping me get out of my dress, I couldn’t help but feel guilty. I did care for Ominis but, I wasn’t as loyal and doting as his family made me out to be. Marrying into a darker family such as the Gaunt’s was hard on me. While it may seem they are all caring and sweet to me, it doesn’t mean I don’t see what goes on behind the scenes.

I took solice where I could, and that was in the arms of Ominis’ Lord In Waiting, Sebastian Sallow.

Late nights wrapped in his arms, his hands combing through my hair while he listens to my worries. He gives me peace when things get dark at the manor. Sebastian is always there when I need him to be.

It was an innocent friendship, until it wasn’t.

Late one night, I was in Sebastian’s quarters talking to him about the latest developments in the Gaunt family that had me frazzled. “I just don’t understand Sebastian. I wish Ominis was spared from all of this. I wish the whole family would quit, it’s worrisome.”

He sighed, “I know, I’ve been living with them since birth. Lady Gaunt’s old lady in waiting was my mother. When she died in child birth, they raised me to be Ominis’ right hand man.” He cleared his throat as I looked up to listen to him. “It’s hard watching them partake in such devious affairs, but it’s our duty to be silent and show up when called.” The way he was looking at me made me stomach flutter. “You know better than me how hard this is. As much as Ominis may love you, to the rest of his family, you’re just a baby maker, the heir carrier. You are only here for Ominis to use you for his own heir making desires.” His tone darkened as he spoke.

“Sebastian I know my-“ Before I could finish, his lips were on mine. It was heveanly. I knew how wrong it was, and if anyone found out I’d be ruined and the Gaunt’s would probably kill us both. I was supposed to be saved for Ominis, but Sebastian’s lips on mine was too enticing to pull away. His hands wrapped around me as he pulled me closer to him, my hand quickly tangling in his hair.

He pulled away quickly, shock and regret lacing his features. “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened. I can’t believe I just did that to you-“

“Shut up and do it again.” I pulled at his collar as his lips were on mine again. I couldn’t get enough once I got a taste.

This had been going on for a couple of months, and it’s escalated over time. It went from innocent kissing to intimate pleasure. The guilt weighed heavily on me, but 90% of the time, Sebastian and I were the only ones in the manor. The Gaunt’s were never home, or at least not all of them at once. They were always off making deals or killing or sacrificing. They were always involved in dark wizard schemes, leaving Sebastian and I alone in the manor.

He had ruined me, we both knew that. My pureness was taken from me, my innocence gone. We both knew how wrong it was, and how much Ominis would be hurt if he ever found out, but we were addicted to each other. I felt even more guilty because I had caught feelings. He saw me as a human being and not just someone to produce an heir to the Gaunt fortune. I wasn’t just a baby maker to him, he saw my personality and got to know me.

The guilt hit me hard in the dressing room hearing Ominis’ sisters speak that way. I knew deep down I had to end things and come clean, but I wasn’t ready to face the consequences.

But I was afraid I already had.

Over the last week or two, I had noticed some odd signs indicating something wrong with my health. I was afraid I had caught a disease. I know my older sister warned me of diseases caught from these activities and the signs. If a man was unclean, or things were too frequent, I could catch something.

It worried me, and I was afraid someone else would see the signs and out two and two together.

—

Back at the manor, we were all eating dinner when Lord Gaunt stood up, lifting his cup. “I just want to say that not only am I so glad to have all of my children in my home again, but to the new additions coming soon. Another grand baby, hopefully an heir and a new wife, to bring us heirs.” He raised his glass as everyone drank to the toast. I looked to Sebastian, and I realized he was right. I am nothing more than my womb.

And now I’m afraid I’ve caught something that may inhibit my ability to bare children.

—

The day before the ball, I decided to secretly sneak to go see the house doctor, without anyone’s knowledge.

“What brings you here? You’re not in for a yearly check in for a couple of months? Are you sick?”

“I think so. I don’t know how I got it, but I’ve not been feeling right.”

“What signs are you having?” I spoke to him about my worries and concerns before he said he should do a wellness check. He sat me down and angled me so he could take a look to make sure I was healthy for my bethrothed.

“I’m just going to make sure everything is healthy down here. If you have a problem and cannot bare children, we will need to take immediate action.” I grimaced as he started the examination.

“Oh.” His tone had me worried.

“What? Do I have something?” My breathing was speeding up.

“Ma’am,” he made me decent and sat me up. “Pardon me for asking, but have you and Ominis…?”

“No!! We have not! Why do you ask?”

He took a deep breath, ask if he was searching for the words. “Don’t lie to me please. Have you let any man-“

“No! How dare you assume! What’s wrong with me? Please just tell me!”

“You are with child.” I sat there in shock. I was always close with Doctor Keizer, but there’s no way I could go this far into my personal life. I knew I could always go to him when I had issues, especially before Sebastian and I grew close. “Now, Y/N. Will you please tell me what happened? You know what you say in here stays in here. Who’s is it?”

I couldn’t believe it. How would I pull this off? People will begin to notice my symptoms. Ominis will surely know what I had done. “Please Y/N, we need to figure this out so I can help you.”

“Sebastian Sallow, the Lord-In-Waiting to Ominis.” Doctor Keizer cleared his throat.

“Oh dear.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Well, you have options. I won’t make you decide anything this moment, but I suggest you take a few days to weigh the risks and benefits. Please come see me when you know. And please trust, this doesn’t leave my office. Your secret is safe with me.”

“Thank you.” He gave me shoulder a pat before sending me on my way.

What was I going to do?

—

(Sebastian)

It was the night of the ball, and I was fortunate enough to be invited to each one of these every year. Since I was Ominis’ eyes in public, I was automatically assigned to accompany him to every ball.

Ominis was very self sufficient, a wonderful dancer and usually good at finding his way around but he knew I loved going to these.

Ominis thinks it’s because I like the social aspect, or dressing up. I really enjoy going because Y/N always looks so breathtaking. I know it’s wrong, but how could I not love her? She’s so beautiful and she has such a kind heart. Her laugh lights up the room and her smile makes my heart stutter. She is so intelligent and has such an incredible personality.

She takes my breath away everytime she speaks.

I know I should tell my best friend that I’m bedding his future wife, but I can’t give her up yet. She’s addicting, every touch, every taste. I crave her presence, her kiss. I can’t live without her.

“Are you ready?” Ominis knocked on my door as he entered. I straightened my jacket before replying with a ‘yes’.

The ride there was silent. Something was on Ominis’ mind and I knew not to poke and prod.

The ball was beautiful, the Black family always throw the biggest ball of the year, and somehow it’s always better than the year before. I stood with Ominis, his father and the rest of Ominis’ brothers and brother in laws. The women of the family always rode seperately, as to make a special entrance. The crowd was silenced not long after the men had arrived as the servant at the door announced the women.

“Ladies and gentlemen! I now introduce Lady Amelia Gaunt, her daughters Lady Catherine Huntington, Lady Della Carnell-“ He went on to list the many women who were apart of the Gaunt family. I only cared about the last name. Y/N’s name was always last, and Iloved seeing her enter every time. “And finally, Duchess Y/N L/N, bethrothed to Ominis Gaunt.” The crowd bowed to them as the descended the stairs and towards the men. All the wives took their husband’s to dance. Lord and Lady Gaunt never really danced, they preferred to watch their children dance.

I watched intently as Y/N walked up to Ominis as he escorted her to the dance floor. It was intrigued me how she taught him to dance with her without sight. I would always notice a little tap or squeeze to signal him what to do. They had a secret language only the two of them understood, but it made for beautiful dances between them. Over the years I caught on to a few of the signals, but each one is so unique that it was rare.

I looked around at everyone dancing, disappointed that I will never have a chance to go find a wife. My position doesn’t allow for that, especially since my mother disobeyed that rule when she had me. “Why don’t you go dance with someone? I’m sure one of my daughters would love to dance with you!” Lady Gaunt grabbed my arm and smiled down at me.

“It’s okay, I would feel horrible taking them from their husbands. I prefer to sit back and watch.” She nodded and resumed watching. Little did she know I did want to dance, but only with one girl out there. I watched as they danced song after song. After awhile as everyone bowed to their partners, Ominis and Y/N returned as she whispered something to him and he smiled. I heard Ominis reply ‘why not?’ before letting her go to stand next to his mother.

That’s when time slowed down. Y/N walked up to me and held her hand out. “May I have this dance Mr. Sallow?” She smiled and I thought I was going to faint. I looked to Ominis before he spoke up, not even turning my way.

“Go Sebastian. Have some fun.” I took her hand as I led her out to the floor. We danced and I held her close. This was a dream come true. She looked stunning tonight in the dark green velvet gown. Her hair was tied back and she wore beautiful family jewels around her neck and on her head.

“You okay? You look dazed.” She laughed at me as I returned to the moment.

“Very much so.” I watched her lips curl up in a smile before it fell. “Are you?”

“Yes, just very bored of these events. It’s always the same.” I laughed at her.

“Well at least tonight I actually got out and danced. This is the first time I’ve done this.”

She stared at me with surprise. “For someone who’s never danced, you’re very good at this.”

“Don’t flatter me. The Gaunt’s still trained me, I just never got out like this in the social eye. Especially with my best friend’s bethrothed-“ I stopped talking as I saw her face drop in what seemed to be horror before quickly snapping back to a pleased expression.

As I spun her I looked to see what she was looking at, I saw someone speaking to Lord Gaunt as he was staring Y/N down. Something was wrong and now I was worried. I couldn’t let her out of my sight. As I caught another glance, I saw him point me out as well, it seems something is very wrong. I was worried for both of our safety now.

The dance ended as she bowed but she shot me a look that let me know she knew she was in trouble. She walked to Ominis while I was frozen. I slowly exited the dance floor to get a refreshment when Lord Gaunt appeared behind me. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been up to, what you say about my family.” Before I could turn around to respond, he was gone, and so was Y/N.

This was not good.

The night continued on, and none of the other family members seemed to know where they had disappeared to.

As time dragged on, I felt like we were never going to leave until Ominis answered my prayers. “Can you escort me out? We are heading back to the mansion. My mother said there’s some business I need to attend to.”

“Is everyone coming?”

“No, just us three.”

My stomach was spinning in the carriage the whole way back to the manor. Something didn’t feel right and I think Ominis knew too. He was quieter than usual and although he may not know what was wrong, he knew something was off. With his other senses heightened, he was very keen on picking little disturbances up quickly.

Arriving to the manor, it felt eerie. It didn’t feel like my home anymore, it felt like a trap, a prison.

Ominis hesitated before following his mother in, leaving me to be the last to walk in.

I never expected to see what was before me in the grand entrance. While Lady Gaunt and Ominis walked up the stairs to their respective chambers, before me stood Lord Gaunt, Y/N tied with her hands behind her sat beside him. She was tied to the chair and obviously she had been tortured. Her hair was a mess and there were marks and blood covering her body. She was left in nothing but her corset and pants. She was struggling to breathe and her eyes were puffy with tears. I looked up quickly to notice Ominis standing above us on the grand staircase out of his father’s eyeline. While he could not see, by his facial expression Ominis knew exactly what was happening.

“Sebastian. Welcome back, I hope you had fun at the ball.”

“What is going on?”

He smirked as he drew his wand out of his sleeve. “I know what you’ve been saying about my family. How you don’t care for our ways of business, or how you don’t support the ways of dark wizards. You don’t believe in killing what you claim to be ‘innocents’.”

“What are you talking about?!” I took a step forward before he spoke up again, his tone harsh now.

“I don’t care who dies, but since you do, indulge me and I might just spare the mother of your unborn child.” His wand flew to her throat, making her cry out in pain from it digging into the skin of her neck.

My eyes flew open wide, she was with child? “What?”

“Don’t play stupid boy. I know what you did to her, going behind Ominis’ back. You took her for yourself and she went willingly. You’re lucky I don’t kill you right now for what you’ve done to this family.”

“I had no idea. She never told me! I am so sorry, I wish I had known.”

“Do you want to know what you can do to atone for the sins you’ve committed?”

I didn’t say anything, instead I couldn’t help but stare at her, she was carrying my child, and I did not even know and now she’s suffering because of me. “Kneel.”

“What?”

“You heard me Sallow, get on your knees. Pledge your allegiance to me and I might just spare her. He dug his wand deeper into her neck, making her cry out again. “GET ON YOUR KNEES!”

His voiced boomed and echoed throughout the mansion. I looked to her then to Ominis. He shook his head as if he knew I was watching. “Kneel boy!” Y/N cried out in pain again which mad me drop to one knee. “That’s a good boy.” I heard him walk towards me and take the point of his wand to lift my head up by my chin to look up at him. “Now do you care to tell me why you decided to go and rip the innocence from my son’s bethrothed?” In the corner of my eye, I saw Ominis untie Y/N and rush her upstairs.

“I love her sir.”

—

(you)

“I love her sir.” I stopped in my tracks as Ominis tried to pull me to safety. I slowly turned to see the wreckage I have caused. Sebastian met my eyes as Ominis pulled on my arm again.

“We have to go now!” He pulled harder as I followed him, having to tear my eyes away from Sebastian. I heard yelling from his father and Sebastian soft, saddened voice. I couldn’t make out what they were saying as Ominis and I reached the top of the staircase, the full view in front of us. I looked to see Sebastian kneeled, Lord Gaunt across the room from him. I saw Sebastian say something before looking down. Time slowed as I rushed to the railing as Lord Gaunt raised his arm and yelled.

“Avada Kedavra!!”

I gripped the railing with one hand as I watched the horror unfold before me. My right hand reached out as I leaned over the railing, a blood curdling scream leaving my throat. “Sebastian!! No!!” I felt like I was going to collapse when Ominis grabbed me and ripped me away from the scene that just unfolded.

“We have to go!” As I let Ominis lead me away, I couldn’t rip my eyes away from Sebastian’s lifeless body. I felt numb. The man I loved was dead, and it was all my fault. I watched as he slowly disappeared from my sight as Ominis kept leading me somewhere. My feet were moving but there was no noise, I was not there. I was with Sebastian’s body, mourning him as he lay cold on the floor.

I did not see my surroundings or where Ominis had finally stopped us, I didn’t even realize I had gotten into a carriage. I was stuck with the image of Sebastian’s final breathe burned on the back of my eyelids.

I will never forget the burning of my vocal chords as I screamed for him.

The flashing of green is engraved into the back of my brain.

Ominis’ voice was faint, the words mumbled and incoherent. All I could hear was Sebastian’s words “I love her sir.” He loved me and it was that love that caused him to die.

A piece of me died with him that day.

A piece of me will forever reside in the grand entrance of that manor.

A piece of me will be left with Sebastian’s body whether he’s buried or burned.

But yet a piece of Sebastian lived on in me.

“Y/N? Please react. Let me know you’re there somewhere.”

“Ominis…”

“I know.” He reached out to find my head before leaning it on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around me, rubbing my back and combing my hair down. “I know…” His voice while calm, was broken.

And I think a piece of him died that day as well.

#sebastian sallow smut #sebastian sallow x reader #hogwarts legacy ominis #ominis x you #ominis gaunt #ominis x y/n #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #ominis x sebastian #sebastian x mc

[jackienautism]

I fucking forgot that Travis just straight up calls Silas a son of a bitch in the car like???? I can’t even get properly mad at this because of how absurd it is. This guy’s such a loser, he’s willing to throw hands with a thirteen year old he’s never met before lmao

you're talking abt the "and the son of a bitch is finally here" line right? i fucking hate travis so much jdfgdfkg i didnt even realize how just ................... insensitive and unsympathetic that specific line was. and how insensitive and unsympathetic this motherfucker ACTUALLY was. well i already sort of knew tbh but this just furthers it

like youre seriously telling me he doesnt have an OUNCE of sympathy or compassion or WHATEVER for this child that his family displaced? yeah family is everything blah blah their "hatred" is his hatred blah their goal is his goal but like..... cmon. he wasn't the one involved so it makes a bit of sense why he wouldn't feel much guilt but, he just.... doesn't care, does he? he doesn't care abt how much his family messed up this kid's life. he's such a piece of garbage

and its sooo funny bc you KNOW that both caleb and kaylee carry around that guilt with them everywhere. there's just NOOO way that they have the same opinion on silas as travis and the rest of the hackett's.... theres just no way

like. he didnt once thhink to himself. this is genuinely a child and human being im hunting right now. i dont care if his family ideals or fucking whatever blinded him, it's still a very shitty and dumb mindset to have. like. if laura at the last second could have a switch in mindset regarding silas and killing him after only having known of his existence for like5 seconds (while also having a similar thought process regarding people and werewolves, aka something i assume travis also believes), but THIS BITCH can go 6 YEARS without a falter in demeanor? thats super fucked. like. he was still willing to shoot and kill silas. he was still willing to take the gun from laura and do it fucking himself. he never wavered once and i find that so fucked. i dont understand how anyone can respect or like this asshole

and his reaction to silas' death? in comparison to ryan and laura's expressions and whatnot? it's just .... man idk it pisses me off.

im just tired this man tires me i hate him so much

#mine #text #asks #jeyfeather1234 #the quarry #hopefully this makes sense fkndfg i thought i had more to say #but i dont wanna sound redundant #my thoughts #my TQ tag #TQ

[kimhortons]

di ko naman sinasara yung chance na magkaron kami ng anak ni J, siguro ayaw ko lang talaga ng pressure ng mga taong nakapaligid samin. kung hindi man nagtatanong kung kailan kami magkaka anak, may mga parinig naman na "pag kayo ni omar nagka anak" blah blah ~

or baka natatakot lang ako magbuntis sa age ko, though hindi pa naman ako ganun katanda noh, i'm just in my early 30's. sila Solenn at Anne nga e. pero i don't have the same circumstances like they have. also, feeling ko i'm never ready for that kind of responsibility — especially financially and emotionally. hirap nga akong mag discipline ng sarili ko in terms of finances e. tsaka iritang irita ako sa mga batang pasaway at makulit.

minsan naiisip ko, if magka anak man ako, gusto ko 3 years old palang independent at matured na. haha. ayaw ko ng batang konting kibot, ngawa. di naman ako spoiled masyado nung bata ako, sadyang sanay lang sa luho kaya ayaw ko ng batang spoiled. medyo di ko kasi gusto ugali ng isang pamangkin ni J, though naiintindihan ko bakit ganun siya, siguro kung hindi lang nalayo sakanila 'to ng mahigit isang taon, okay pa sana.

parang na-spoiled kasi ng tatay. sobrang selosa pa, pati pusa pinag seselosan haha. parang batang kulang sa aruga, gusto niya siya lang yung love. dun kasi sa lugar ng tatay, siya lang yung bata, e dito, maraming pinsan, maraming kaagaw sa atensyon. so gets ko naman. pero di ko ma-take yung ugali minsan. hinahayaan ko lang naman mag inarte sa mga tito at lola niya kaso naiirita talaga ko pag naririnig ko mag ngawa haha.

remember nung tinanggap ko yung offer ng hs bestfriend ko noon na mag alaga ng mga anak niya? dun talaga ako nakapag isip isip na ayoko pala magka anak. medyo pasaway din kasi yung panganay niya. siguro ganun talaga kapag ganyang edad. pero sa mga pagkakataon na 'to ko narerealize na i don't like kids. depende lang kung behave yung bata haha.

minsan iniisip ko rin, parang gusto ko makita si J kung paano siya sa magiging anak namin if ever, parang ang swerte ng bata, magkakaron siya ng responsible and napaka mapagmahal na ama — eto lang siguro yung pros ko.

#blah

[grvntld]

blahs in my brain that i hv to put out bc i just cant anymurrrrrr ugh they just keep on popping up tapos di naman matatapos yung tot like?¿?¿

🪞 yung first video on my yt feed has always been abt true crime lately bc ive been binging bella fiori's vids HEHE

🪞 ay tapos ni-watch latestmmm vid ni bailey sarian earlier today tapos ang gags ang lala nakakaloka eeesshh

🪞 ang dami talaga nangyari tahday nakakaloka teh

🪞 im getting better with handling our finances

🪞 with that, ive proven to myself na magastos lang talaga akong tao lol

🪞 like ive known abt my being gastadora ever since but omg since im handling our finances now narealize ko talaga how grabe my pagkagastodora is my goodness

🪞 enihoot so ayOrn im giving myself a pat on the back bc im doing better hahahahaha

🪞 ooOoOoOOOOooooohhh speaking of growth—im enjoying cooking!!!! ang saya lang lol feel ko narerelax ako ganOrn

🪞 lagi ko tinatawananself ko kasi ive been writing recipes for years and yet di naman ako nagluluto but now omg nagluluto na ko awow great job aina ganda dyosa winner

🪞 excited na me for my speculoos mcflurry and oreo mcflurry hooray

🪞 ive been having cravings for the past few days and im actually bilib sa sarili ko kasi dati give in ako agad but now mejj kaya ko na tumanggi—well until now kasi i asked moosey if he could go and drive by and get me some since nagccrave pala me malala bc im gonna hv my period soon

🪞 kaya rin pala mejj parang masakit na hilo ako madalas lately is bc my period nga is bida-bida

🪞 we just rlly hv to listen to our bodeh eh ya know

🪞 oh yas ayOrn happy din me kasi consistent me sa werqout yiE i love eht

🪞 tapos ayOrn my doggos are so cute omgggg borgun is rlly warming up na kay portus and then portus is getting bigger na hehe

🪞 ang cute din nila kasi nagpeplay na sila like habulan ganOrn hihi such cutiepies

dazz all for now siguro naman tatahimik na my mind bc i rlly wanna relax tonight so yas imma shower na and do my night routine and enjoy my mcflurries and sleepobeepo mwaps

#i did not check this for errors so excuse me if you ever see anything #donut #skl ; 🦇 ba

[wolfguarded]

Headcanon Game: P V C

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

-> I don't think he has an actual preference. It depends on the partner, the level of trust between them and Si's mood. Fast and rough is a+++, he (he's still working out what he likes, but there seems to be a tendency for this) enjoys getting fucked hard and fast till he can't take it anymore. Release after that is like painkillers setting in after an hour of pain. It's pure bliss and relief. But he also likes it when his partner takes the time to let them explore each other and... make Si feel like he's in good hands that will pet his hair and tell him he's a good boy occasionally.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

-> hehe. He's actually quite vocal, which he isn't happy about. He tends to try and deny cocky alphas (you know who you are) noises, but at the end of the day - a man has to do what a man has to do ahem. No, but really, make him feel good and he's gonna let his guard down eventually and that's when you get all those sweet sweet grumpy silas noises almost for free. Those can be pretty much anything; ranging from sighs to moans and whimpers.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

-> First things first, he will swallow. Eventually. He's not gonna suck every stranger's dick and blah, so it's gonna take some working up to it, but he's not necessarily against it - no matter what opinion he voices on it himself. Other than that, reluctant yes'. Fill him, plug him up and send him to work, I dare you. He's gonna be mad and aroused at the same time ngl.

#elsyonvelard #answered ask. #headcanon. #thanks!!! :3

[pleasedontsavemeiwouldratherdie]

Nonsense stuff

11pm 4/5/23 apakasakit ng index toe ko sa kaliwang side ng paa ewan ko kung bakit basta pagkagising ko kaninang umaga masakit na sya tas parang titibok tibok na ewan huhu di kaya kinukulam na ako nooo wagg ang bait kong tao wag naman sana kainiss Hahahahaha

pero ayonn Isa itong nice day kasi pumunta kami kanina sa tesda para humingi ng recom letter tas dumiretso kami sa nwsteel corp na pag aaplyan namin para mag pasa ng resume malayo din samin yung kumpanya dalawang sakay pa saka ang lawak din don ang luwang puro bakal ayon naging oks naman bali magkakaroon kami ng 7 days training don sa loob ng kumpanya starting april 17 monday 7am-6pm oo ang haba pero goods nayon bale ang mangyayari pag sa training nayon nakitaan kami na maganda ang performance Iabsorb na kami ng kumpanya tas pirma na ng contract pero pag hindi ok ang performance certficate lang bibigay pero nawa maganda yung environment and sana friendly yung mga tao don sa loob lalo yung supervisor para koportable ako at maipakita ko yung best ko and sana makapasok kaming lima (yung lima ay ako yung pinsan ko si perds si tatang tas si nolly. Si nolly 45yrs old may isang anak kaklase namin sya sa tesda nagtrabaho sa sa korea for 15yrs tagal din dami nya rin kwento siguro isa sa mga kwento nya na narinig ko na di ko malilimutan ay yung kinontrata daw sya na mag welding ng basketball ring dun sakanila alam nya basics ng pag wwelding pero di nya alam kung paano pagdikitin bakal pero kahit na ganun pumayag sya dun sa kumontrata sakanya edi ayon daw hano winelding nya yung ring tapos nung may mag bbasketbalk na unang shoot palang daw nang bola nalaglag nayung ring Hahahahahahah yawaaa tawa ako nang tawa nung kinukwento nya tas nung nasa korea daw sya ang trabaho nya don all around sa isang construction site tas napag utusan daw sya mag tali ng mga bakal gamit alambre nung nasalansan nya na daw yung mga bakal sinipa daw nung koreano tas bumagsak daw lahat nung bakal Hahahahahaha yung mga bakal maninipis lang and sa ground nya ginawa kaya walang nasaktan o nabagsakan pero yawa nakakalungkit yung parte na sinipa ng koreano at gumuho lahat ng pinaghirapan nya pero natatawa nalang ako sa parte na kung inaayos nya pagtatali edi sana di yon babagsak ket nisipa Hahahahahaha kasalanan nya rin eh)

Pero mabalik lima lang din kasi per week ang kinukuha nila para mag training pero nawa umayon samin ang ihip ng mundo kasi ayaw ko na maging palamunin aaa kaso lang di gaano suportado ng tatay ko itong welding stuff ko ngayon usto kasi nila mag college ako at makapag trabaho sa opisina sayang daw kasi talino ko blah blahh lagi kong sinasabi na mag aaral naman kako talaga ako college need ko lang mag ipon gusto ko ako mag pa aral sa sarili ko ayaw ko manghingi ni singko sakanila for me kasi yung college isang malaking step para maabot ko mga pangarap ko at ayaw ko na makarecieve ng tulong hanggat maari usto ko ako gagawa ng lahat at pagsisikapan ko lahat para narin pag nakagraduate ako solid yung sarap sa pakiramdam kasi ako lahat yon pinaghirapan ko lahat yon pero ayon dami ko naman sinabi blah blah Hahahahah usto kasi ng mga magulang white collar jobs eh yaw ko non di ko maimagine sarili ko sa isang cubicle maghapong nakaupo sa harap ng kompyuter at nag type kung ano ano for 20yrs straight pero oo agree great jobs din mga yon easy peasy goods din ang rate kaso boring yon walang kulay sa ganun soul wrecking yon for me usto ko talaga mga blue collar jobz kasi nagagamit at nahahasa ang pagiisip ganun din pangangatawan oo nakakapagod pero worth it or siguro abnoy lang ako ahh basta go lang welding walang hahadlang sakin Hahahahah pero di naman nila ako kayang pigilan kagandahan lang siguro sa parents ko puro lang sila side comments puro lang sila salita "wag mo gawin kasi ganyan mahirap blaha blah" pero ayon di naman sila gumaawa ng paraan para pigilan ako isa siguro yon sa katangian na usto ko sakanila alam nila yung boundary at kung hanggang saan lang nila pedeng pakialaman buhay ko buti nalang ganun na aware sila na may sarili na akong pagiisip na sa tamang edad na at kaya nag mag desisyon

Kanina habang nakasakay sa jeep pauwi may nakasabay kaming babaeng elementary student tas may daladala syang mga tuta na nasa loob ng kahon tas nung umiyak yung tuta at nag ingay ramdam ko yung hiya nung bata Hahahah ang ginawa nya pinasok nya yung kamay nya sa kahon tass hinimas nya yung mga tutaa pra kumalma certifiedd cutee momenttttt di ko ngalang naaninaw yung itsura ng mga tuta nakakahon kasi at nasa kanang side sa nakaupo ako nasa kaliwa peroo uyy minsan lang mangyari yung ganung momenttt anggg cuteeee pwera nalang dun sa jeepney driver na kaskasero kainis nung may paliko nag banking ba naman di manlang nag menor yawa kala ko kanina tataob na yung jeep napahawak ako don sa handle kainis natatawa nalang ako kanina betlog apaka bilis mag patakbo Hahahahahah tas iremake ko yang jumpshit na yan oag nakapasok na ako sa company Hahaahah