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Stranger In The Night || Sebastian Sallow x muggle!Reader (You) (+18)
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Outline: When a mysterious stranger finds refuge in your tavern, you decide to help him keep warm for the night.
Tropes: Aged up characters, one night stand, smut.
Warnings: handsy drunk man, explicit smut.
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Night had fallen on the small countryside village you lived in. The warm light of candles around the room casted dancing shadows on the wooden walls and the fire softly cracked in the chimney, the heat radiating from it contrasting with the snow falling behind the windows.
Week nights weren’t very busy at The Cracked Barrel, once most villagers and workers were done eating their meal and drinking a few pints they’d usually leave, the noise of their chatter and laughter following them out, leaving you in a heavy silence you tried to fill with the clinking of the plates and pints you were washing in the sink.
The water running from the faucet was freezing, stinging the skin on your hands. You decided to take a break from your task, instantly feeling relief from the cold burn as soon as you dried your hands on the gray towel you kept nearby.
You busied yourself sweeping the food that had fallen under the round tables, humming a soft song to yourself to fill the uncomfortable silence.
You were gathering what you had left of motivation to get back to the dishes when the door bursted open, startling you. You turned around to see an unfamiliar face standing by the threshold, his brown hair wet, sticking to a pale but freckled face.
The young man seemed one step away from hypothermia, his dark clothes sticking to his frame as the few snowflakes on his shoulders melted to add to his already soaking clothes.
“Come in, take a seat by the fire.” You invited him, immediately placing a chair in front of the chimney for him.
He looked at you with a bit of surprise in his dark eyes, as if he hadn’t expected to be welcomed and especially not by a woman as young as you. But he eventually obeyed, stepping inside after closing the door behind him, taking the seat you had offered him with a grateful nod.
You went back to the kitchen to get some water boiling for tea, carefully watching him from behind the counter. Your village didn’t often see visitors , unless they were from the area. You were quite certain you had never seen him before, making him a total stranger and, long ago, you had been instructed by your father to be weary of unknown faces.
But the way his teeth were chattering as he tried to keep most of his body under his wet cloak made you decide against following your father’s advice. This man needed help, and your tavern welcomed everyone.
You walked back to him, placing a cup of tea in his trembling hands and he thanked you with a brittle voice. The dark circles under his eyes made it seem like he hadn’t slept in a while, making you wonder how long he had been wandering like this, in the snow.
“I’ll warm up some stew for you.” You told him, attempting to walk away but he gripped your wrist before you could, stopping you in your tracks. The contact of his frozen hand felt electric on your skin, the way your eyes met his sending a shiver down your spine.
“I don’t… I don’t have any money.” He said, through his teeth.
“It’s alright, you need something to warm you up.” You assured him, and even if he looked at you like he wasn’t sure he could believe you, he dropped your wrist allowing you to get started on your task.
The stew quickly came to a boil on the stove, as the stranger quietly sipped his cup of tea by the fire. You were about to serve him a plate when a bang on the door made you jump. It was rather unusual for you to have clients this late at night, unless it was…
“There you are, darling!” The bald man exclaimed, his walk unstable as he tried to reach the counter. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“You’ve been looking in the wrong tavern it seems…” You remarked, as your most annoying customer struggled to sit on a stool, visibly too inebriated to do so.
“Shut up, and get me a pint.” He demanded. You rolled your eyes, bringing the stew to the stranger in need before bothering to serve your other client.
You were happy to see that the young man had regained some colors, his clothes and hair were still drenched but his cheeks and lips were pinker than when he had entered. You smiled at him as you placed the fuming plate in front of him but your heart sank when you saw the way he devoured his meal, like a starved man who hadn’t eaten in days. What could have possibly happened to him ?
He pulled you out of your fascinated contemplation when he glanced at you, making you blush slightly as you reached for his cup to give yourself an excuse to still be standing next to his table.
“I’ll get you more tea.” You walked back to the counter, still blushing but before you could reach it, you felt some hands gripping your waist and pulling you back.
“Where’s my hug?” The bald man asked you, tightly holding you against his body.
“Let go of me !” You demanded, definitely deciding to no longer serve him, no matter how badly you needed the money. He was getting bolder and bolder each evening he spent here.
“Come on…” He retorted, trapping you even tighter. “Don’t be such a prude.”
You fought against him, trying to free yourself from his grip, your own strength surprising you when he finally let go… Until you realized it wasn’t you but your mysterious visitor that had managed to push him away.
“The lady asked you to take your hands off of her, and I strongly suggest you do as she says if you don’t want me to replace them with beets !”
“What… Beets ?” You mumbled, worried he might be in a worst state than what you thought.
“And who the hell are you ?” Your annoying customer asked, too drunk to realize the weirdness in the threat he had thrown at him.
“Someone you don’t want to mess with.” He stated, his voice calm but oddly threatening.
Even in such a paradoxal state, the bald man’s face paled and he seemed to understand that it was in his best interest to drop it before it escalated too far. So, with a wobbly walk, he headed to the door and disappeared into the winter night.
“Thanks… This one is the worst. I usually lock the door to avoid his late visits once everyone else is gone.” You told him, and he turned to you, worry etched on his face.
“You mean it wasn’t the first time he bothered you like this ?”
“Oh no, he’s a regular… Unfortunately .” You shrugged. “It’s just one of the few downsides that comes with being a woman who owns a tavern.”
He mumbled something about hands and beets again, before nodding at you with empathy.
“And how did you come to own a tavern ? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“I just took on my father’s business after he passed away. I’ve been helping him out with the tavern since I was a child so it’s not like there was another option for me anyway, just this boring little life in this boring little village.” You said all this with a smile, trying to conceal the nostalgia and bitterness that flooded your heart very time you thought about it all, how your life would be this and just this. “What about you ? Can I at least know your name ?”
He looked at you as if he was trying to determine whether you could be trusted with such an information, suspicion briefly passing on his face.
“It’s Sebastian.” He said, flatly, and you knew you weren’t going to get his last name.
You smiled again, trying to prove to him that you were nothing but a friendly tavern owner, as you offered him your hand to shake, introducing yourself. He took it and even smiled back, which caused your heart to inexplicably flutter at the sight.
“If you have nowhere to go for the night, you can stay here.” You said, blushing although it was nothing other than a polite invitation. “We have a few rooms upstairs for guests, they hardly get used but there’s a bed and a bathroom if you’d like to take a shower to warm you up… You probably should take your clothes off at least.”
You glanced at the wet cloak still on his back, not noticing your suggestive advice until you met his amused grin. Then you blushed some more and ran off to your counter so that he wouldn’t notice your embarrassment. You retrieve a golden key, the one for the bedroom closest to yours and headed upstairs, pleased to see that he was following you closely.
If you had had more time to prepare, then you would have opened the window to change the dusty and humid air of the bedroom and made the bed with freshly cleaned sheets. However, Sebastian didn’t seem to mind, eyeing the double bed with a relived expression.
“I can hang your clothes by the fireplace if you’d like, so they might be dry in the morning.” You offered, and his grin made you blush yet again.
He didn’t say anything but untied his cloak and started unbuttoning his shirt. You turned around to give him some privacy, the heat on your face almost unbearable. You should have excused yourself, find something else to do like bring him more tea or an extra blanket but your mind went awfully blank the moment you heard him take a few steps closer.
“Here.” He simply said, waiting for you to turn around. You slowly moved to face him, your eyes instantly darting to the lines of his shoulders, his chest and further down, as if you simply couldn’t fight it.
You reached for his hand, finding it colder than it should have been. The fire, the tea and the stew may have helped but his body was still dangerously close to hypothermia.
“You still need to get warmer.” You remarked, to say something. Anything.
“Can you help ?” He asked you, a mischevious demand hidden under such an innocent tone.
“How ?” Your breath caught in your throat when he reached out for your other hand, bringing it to the rigid length between his legs.
“Like this.” He replied, carefully watching you to gauge your reaction.
“Like this ?” You repeated, your fingers closing around his shaft and gently moved up and down his veiny skin. His erection rapidly grew even harder in your hand, making you gulp.
He sighed with contentement, his eyes briefly closing. It was the first time since he had walked into your tavern that his face had looked so relaxed.
You completely gave up on the idea of drying his clothes as he reached for your blouse and swiftly unbuttoned it. Your breasts perked up under his cold touch as he brought the fabric aside to reveal your tender flesh.
You pumped him a few more times, enjoying the way he began lightly panting at the pleasure your movements were causing him. Then, he pressed his body against yours, making you step back until you felt the edge of the bed behind your knees.
He pulled your skirt up to your waist, before guiding you down until your head comfortably rested on the fluffy pillow.
He looked at you, taking the sight of you like this in. You could tell from the blazing desire in his eyes that he wanted more. Much more. So you spread your legs apart in a silent invitation for him to take place between them. The way he smirked in response made you blush once more, as he sat on his knees in the place you had made him, his hand pumping himself a few times before he shoved himself passed your tight entrance.
You gasped, shocked by the intensity of him filling you up so quickly.
“Oh, Merlin’s beard.” He breathed, clearly enjoying the sensation of his cock buried in your warm wetness.
You opened your mouth, wanting to question his odd exclamation since you had never heard it before but he began moving to create some friction between the two of you, which instantly made you forget about it all. He thrusted himself in and out of you, slowly at first, attentive to the way you were responding to his intrusion inside you. But when you pulled your knees up to give him a better access to push himself even deeper inside of you, he almost lost control, speeding his movements up.
You bit your lip to silence a moan stuck in your throat as the pleasure was rapidly building at your core. His brought his hands to your hips, firmly holding you in place as he drove himself even harder inside you, his gaze entranced by the way your breast moved in synch with his hips.
Your thoughts grew hazy, your body contracting as you reached your climax, loudly moaning with relief. Your core tensed with the pleasure flooding you, tightening around him so perfectly that he came too, his nails digging in your skin as he held your hips with force to keep himself from collapsing on top of you.
Once every drop of his release had spilled inside you, he pulled out and let his body fall on the bed next to you, his head hitting the pillow with a satisfied sigh. And before you could think of anything to say, you drifted into a well deserved sleep next to him.
When you woke up the next morning, the bed was cold and empty. Sebastian was gone and there wasn’t a single trace of his visit to your tavern left, apart from the soreness of your body and the unnaturally golden flower, glowing on top of the nightstand with what you would have qualified as magic, if you didn’t know that such a thing didn’t exist…
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juneymont · 1 month
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Professor Sallow Aesthetic 🐍🩶
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khamoise · 1 month
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"𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓..."
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After the Battle of Hogwarts, Talbott and Heaven are finally able to settle down and start working deeper on their relationship.
Although they don't have much time left until a big surprise arrives... 👀
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rhunew · 10 months
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⭑ Fuck Buddies; Fred Weasley x reader
Summary: Fred and you have been fuck buddies for a couple of months now. But what happens when feelings get involved? Will it ruin what you two have going on?
[ SMUT, praise, and slight degradation, Dom! Fred Weasley, Sub! Reader, my English, begging sorta, fingering ]
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WC: 1,052
A/N: Heyy, this is my first time ever writing something like this, actually writing something in general (that I actually post). So please go easy on me, feedback is always welcome though :)
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Here you were again, In his bedroom. It has been weeks since you last saw each other. It used to happen regularly, sometimes even on a daily basis. But now that the shop he shared with his twin was running well causing them to work overtime most days to help as many customers as they can, it got harder to find time to meet up again and react your sexual frustrations out on each other.
But yet here you were today, waiting for him in the apartment he shared with his twin, wearing a beautiful lingerie set, you sat yourself down on his bed. You knew he would take a break between 12 and 1 pm while George would take his after Fred.
Your head turned as you heard the doorknob twist. Excitement had your blood rushing through your veins and your heart beating faster. He made you feel alive every time you were with him.
Heat surged through your body when you looked at him again after all those weeks of going without seeing him, an overwhelming feeling coursing through you once again.
"Hey there," he said with a grin. He had seen you walk up the stairs after greeting George and telling him to be quiet about your visit, turns out you had already been seen and he had been informed about your little plan.
You were sat on his bed, watching him unbutton his waistcoat, and letting it drop down somewhere on the floor behind him.
He started slowly getting on top of you after removing his dress shirt, his eyes scanning over your body, moving down from your face to your chest, over your stomach... It felt almost predatory. His hands slide down to the place you have wanted him most for weeks. "Fred." His name came out in a gasp as you reached for him. Wetness flooded the apex of your thighs.
"If I slid my hand in between your legs, how wet would I find you there, hm?" He was staring down at you, kneading your thighs.
"Hm, why don't you find out yourself, Weasley." A little mischievous smirk playing at your lips.
A grin is displayed on his lips, he slides his hand between your legs and spreads them apart, pulling your panties to the side and moving his finger through your slit. “So wet already, huh?”.
A whimper escapes your throat. You smile innocently at him, nodding at his statement. “Mhm, I’ve missed you, Fred”. The ache between your legs is only getting worse.
You watch him as he slowly starts taking off the set you put on for him. Butterflies erupt in your stomach. His hand gliding over your skin, you missed this feeling, his touch. You’re growing more impatient by the second. “Please, Freddie, it’s been so long, please”.
“So needy, aren’t you, little whore?” He chuckles, shaking his head, he slides his thumb through your slit and rubs your clit in circles, watching you squirm at his touch. “You’re so pretty”.
A whimper escapes your throat once again, you remain the eye contact. You give him a smile and thanked him. Tilting you head back and letting his fingers work their magic on your pussy.
Your mouth falls open when he sinks a single finger in, getting himself comfortable between your thighs he trails his free hand up to your stomach and then your breasts, teasing your nipples.
He speeds up his pace, adding a second finger when he feels you’re ready. The sounds you’re making filling the room. Fred’s lips wrap around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue. Oh, how badly you have wanted this. You glide your fingers through his red hair, tugging at it slightly causing him to groan. Vibrations coursing through your pussy. “Please Fred, I’m going to-“
You felt cool air hit you, he stopped. You whine at the loss of contact. “What was that for?”. He looked at you, clearly enjoying this, having control over your orgasms. “Don’t worry, love. All I want is for you to cum around my dick”. You can’t help yourself but admire his toned body while he’s stripping down. He takes a condom out of the top drawer of his nightstand, ripping it open with his teeth and putting it on. All those years of quidditch did in fact make him look gorgeous.
He is teasing your entrance with his dick making you whine and whimper, begging him to fuck you. You had been patient and he wasn’t exactly rewarding you the way you wanted him to. Your eyes met his, filled with lust. “Please, I missed you, no more teasing”.
He plants a gentle kiss on your lips before pushing himself in slowly. Gasps slipped out both of your mouths, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer to kiss him again.
He waits until you’re adjusted to his size to pick up a gentle pace, every thrust getting rougher, your moans filling the room. “Such a good girl, you’re doing so well, love”
His one hand rubs your clit in a circular motion while the other explores your body like it’s the first time. Oh, how he missed this. Hearing you’re beautiful sounds, kissing your lips. He missed you, the girl he has loved all those years.
You felt the knot in your stomach threaten to snap “Please, don't stop Freddie, I'm going to cum” Fred smirked, continuing his rough pace getting close himself, his thrust getting more sloppy and his groans louder. “Fuck, cum for me, darling” and so you did. The wave of pleasure crashed over you.
His thrusts get slower as he fills up the condom. He slowly pulls out. You're both panting, holding on to the other. Your eyes meet his but this time it's not lust you see in each other's eyes, it's love. His lips crash onto yours, cupping your cheeks with his hands. “You know, I've loved you for so long, angel”.
You return the kiss, shocked by his confession you pull away “you have? Why didn't you tell me?” worry rushes over him, did he misread this, was it not love in your eyes? But all of those worries went away as he felt your lips connect to his again. “I've loved you for a long time too, Weasley”
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onepawproductions · 1 month
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Now that I've got The Muddy Princess finished recording, I thought I'd make a snazzy lil' Book Cover, and remaster the cover art I'd previously made.
Then, it turns out that oh wow but you can actually get a single copy Print on Demand of soft and hardcover books.
ENGAGE DESIGN-EN-ING MODE, MAXIMUM POWER...!
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So I spent my Saturday making a Dust Jacket cover for The Muddy Princess! Woot! Or is it Sunday? WHAT DAY IS IT??
I like it~! Made with Canva, Sketchbook Pro for Tablet, A1111, and SDXL 1.0. Mascot Muse Seal of Audiobook Approval, included! ❤️
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snowshadowu · 3 months
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indigobackfire · 1 month
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@missnight0wl kindly let me know Victor did get an adult model and since I haven't seen posted here on tumblr
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Apparently, HP vampires are in fact mortal...
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dramione-fanfiction · 2 years
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Story by: Fearthefaithful (on ao3) ( @fearthefaithful1 )
Story name: Protection
Summary:
Hermione has no one else to go to when she needs protection. She's desperate. And desperate times call for desperate measures. Which is how she finds herself at the feet of the High Lord.
The cost of his protective services may have been too high.
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kncwitall · 2 years
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𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖 & 𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣
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slytherinnbitch · 2 years
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Day 54: Is this a Joke?
Yeah me writing after fucking off for who knows how long, is probably a joke but go along with it, yeah? Enjoy!
Harry shifts nervously as he stands infront of his house, Draco squeezes his hand assuringly and he lifts his hand to know on the door when it opens with a silent click.
As he slowly peeks inside their hallway, Padfoot shouts, "Took you long enough to knock, pup. Come on, we are in the kitchen."
Harry closes his eyes for a second because of course all of them knew he was standing outside. Draco chuckles lowly behind him, he turns to glare at his boyfriend who remains unfazed.
The kitchen, as usual is a chaos. His Dad and Sirius are bickering over what looks like chicken masala and who is going to give the finishing touches. He would probably roll his eyes if he wasn't so bloody nervous.
"Hello people? Maybe greet your son who is back after the longest time? Or is bickering more important?" Harry asks and finally they turn to him. Both of them wearing identical smiles, which falters for a second as in they take in the Malfoy heir.
Before it can get any awkward, his dad says, "Great to meet you atlast, Draco!"
"Hello, Draco! Good on you to finally show your face around here." Sirius says at the same time and Draco's eyes widen in panic.
"Um, I-" he starts but his dad quickly waves him off and says, "Padfoot is like that, pay him no heed. We are happy that you are here atlast."
"Where's Mom and Moons?" Harry inquires because this is getting embarrassing rather quickly.
Just then, both of them enter from the other entrance, chatting, with two packs of beer.
Their conversation halts when they finally see Draco, who is again greeted rather enthusiastically. Which is rather weird because none of them even knew Draco was coming tonight, nor are they hugely familiar with him. What is up?
He gets to know that as soon as dinner finishes which was quite a hectic affair in itself. They are still at the table but all of the plates have been stacked against the kitchen and all of them are still making small talk. The four of them share a glance and then it's his Mom who asks, "So Darling, what's the occasion? Has one of you finally proposed?"
He is not aware how he looks right now, it's probably a mixture of shock and horrification. They KNOW? How can they know?
"What? We aren't-" he starts but Moony cuts him off.
"Are you actually not?" He arches his eyebrow in the manner which reminds him of the years he had been his professor.
"No, we are. I mean, of course we are together. But how do you know?" He confronts, because seriously.
"Is this a Joke?" His Dad asks incredulously.
"Yeah, we have known since sixth year. Well, I had my suspicions from 3rd year but none of them listens to me." Padfoot grumbles and literally what the fuck.
"Harry and I have been together since seventh year actually." Draco smirks at them when all of them groan in defeat except his Mum who looks exactly like the cat who got the cream.
"You guys aren't actually supposed to know that!" He points to his boyfriend and says, "And shut your trap, don't encourage them further."
He turns back to his family who looks like they are holding back laughter.
"How do y'all know? And what is this about sixth year? I came out to you guys in seventh year. And Padfoot, I hadn't figured that out before sixth year so you are like way off the track."
"Dear, you are not the most suble person in the world..." Draco starts slowly.
"And you have been talking about Draco since your first letter." Mum tells him and smiles fondly.
"Plus we are all your guardians and we know you inside out." Dad adds and if this isn't amazing.
"It's a shame I figured out you are gay if you did. It's really funny." Padfoot laughs and Harry thinks it's not a bad idea to actually murder him, Godfather or not.
"And we forgot I was there in school and saw how you both acted around one another." Moony adds in.
"You know what? I hate all of you." He levels them with a glare but affects not even one of them so he rolls his eyes grumbles about unfair teaming and all of them going against him.
All of them laugh loudly at his mutterings but all in all it's great. His family not only accepts them but also supports the idea of marriage so it's won't be problem when he proposes next week.
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maryslouisv · 2 years
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i had a dream that i was in uni and that marlene was my dormmate so here’s how i think that would go:
she’s constantly eating your snacks and stealing your clothes
(in my dream our dorm was on the beach) so y’all are going out all the time and the second you walk in she’s saying “i call dibs on the shower”
“where’s —-“ she’s always looking for a friend that lives around you (mary, lily, sirius, remus, etc)
she’s the type of person to go on a run at dawn. i imagine she’d wake you up and try to make you go out with her. BUT when she comes back and you still haven’t fallen back asleep she’ll make you coffee
she is consistently an organized mess. she saw your paper, under her keys. no, she didn’t move the paper. she would’ve forgot where she put it
overall, she’s a good roommate i think.
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juneymont · 2 months
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Professor Sharp & Professor Sallow
As if student Sebastian and Professor Sharp weren’t enough fuel for ya 🥵
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If you’re into jt you can read about it in my fic on Ao3 or Wattpad.
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khamoise · 1 month
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She's pomegranate.
This is kind of the continuation from my previous post!
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onepawproductions · 12 days
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Chapter 17, The Muddy Princess, by Colubrina
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Expand for Earlier Chapters!
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 01
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 02
The Muddy Princess Chapter 03
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 04
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 05
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 06
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 07
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 08
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 09
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 10
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 11
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 12
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 13
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 14
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 15
The Muddy Princess, Chapter 16
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snowshadowu · 8 days
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hiddenmoonbeam · 7 months
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After a year of admiring amazing art and fics, I finally started drawing them too. So why not share, yeah? :')
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