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metal-mouse · 1 year

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Let Me Make it Up to You

pairing: Sebastian Sallow x F!MC (m/f) themes: creepy liminal lake. smut. sort of established relationship. warnings: 18+ this contains spice and filth. oral sex. p in v unprotected sex. dominant-ish Sebastian. m/f pairing. characters aged up. not safe for work y'all. mc almost drowns. summary: just over 3k words. After a poorly executed treasure hunt, Sebastian Sallow must make it up to you somehow. note: something about shower sex with Sebastian just really appeals to me idk. This is mostly self-indulgent but I liked it enough to post it. It's way longer than I thought it would be lmao. 99% unedited because I'm lazy. i've never like properly tried to write smut in a way that makes sense for other people bc of course I can picture what I'm writing in my head, so it's a little detail lacking currently. it'll be interesting to see my writing style progress.

You stood beside Sebastian Sallow at the edge of a dark lake found deep within a cave he’d read about. Sebastian had heard a rumor of a ‘great’ treasure within the cave, and had begged you to come along with him to retrieve it once he had located it. You had agreed, but now you were a little less enthusiastic. From your spot on the shoreline, you could see a painted chest sitting on a small mass of land closer to the middle of the lake. The only way to the chest was to swim. You’d both spent a rather long time trying to summon the chest, and it wouldn’t budge.

“Draw sticks?” Sebastian asked, tilting his head as you looked up at him.

“You always cheat.” You frowned. You already knew it was going to be you to swim across the gap. Sebastian’s ability to ask something of you and for you to agree was… unfortunate at times.

“You’re just so much better than I am at everything.” Sebastian pouted. His hand stroked down the back of your arm, the warmth piercing through the thin fabric of your shirtsleeve. You stepped out of his touch and kicked off your shoes with a sigh.

“This treasure better be worth it, Sallow.” You looked back at him, unbuttoning your trousers and stepping out of them. You pulled your shirt off, discarding it next to your trousers. There was no use in getting all of your clothes wet. Aside from your undergarments, you kept the small pouch that Ominis had helped you enchant to hold far more than should be possible for the size of the pouch. You walked to the edge of the lake, looking down into the murky water. A pulse of fear passed over you, making your heart flutter. It was unnerving not being able to see anything in the lake - you didn’t like not knowing what was coming. Taking a deep breath, you stepped off the edge. You panicked momentarily as you plunged entirely under the frigid water. There was no gradual slope to deep water, it was just a drop-off. You pushed upwards, gasping for air as you surfaced.

“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked, his concern would be touching if he hadn’t just guilt tripped you into doing this.

“‘S cold.” You managed to say, the cold water made it a little difficult to breathe. You kicked your feet and used your arms to propel you forward towards the island, spurred on by the thought that you had no idea what was beneath you. The sooner you were out of the murky water the better. It didn’t take you long to get to the island and haul yourself up onto the stone surface. Being in the air was even worse than the water now, the cool air of the cave chilling you thoroughly to the bone. You hurried across towards the chest, silently hoping it would be easy enough for you to open.

“What’s in it?” Sebastian called out, his voice echoing around the chamber.

“Alohamora!” You cast. The lock clicked open and you eagerly lifted the lid. The chest held an assortment of jewelry, and a bag of gold coins. They weren’t galleons, they were some sort of ancient muggle currency. They’d certainly fetch a fair price either way. Your anger towards Sebastian was fading quickly, especially as you picked up a particularly ornate necklace. You made quick work of stuffing everything into the leather pouch, eager to be out of the chilly cave. It was easier this time jumping back into the water, you knew what to expect this time. You swam back towards Sebastian who called out words of encouragement. As you neared the middle of the stretch, something felt wrong. An overwhelming sense of danger filled you, and that’s when a cold hand wrapped around your ankle. You barely had time to gasp for breath as that hand was joined by several more and you were pulled under the surface.

Sebastian yelled out your name as you disappeared under the surface. He ran to the edge, but could only see a stream of bubbles coming up from the black water. Panic clouded his mind at the thought of you being hurt, and it would all be his fault. This wasn’t exactly an enemy he could see and fight. He had no idea what to do, how could he save you if he couldn’t see you? He reasoned that you were very capable and strong, you’d gotten out of sticky situations like this before. Far too much time had passed for his comfort, and he knew he had to do something. He dumped his cloak on the ground, preparing to dive in for you when he saw a flash of red light from the deep. As soon as he could see you, he dropped down and snatched your hand hauling you out of the water. Your skin was freezing cold, and you began to cough violently as you flopped down. About a dozen grindylows floated to the surface dead until their surviving companions yanked their bodies downwards, no doubt to feast on them.

“Are you alright?” Sebastian gasped out, putting his hand on your shoulder. You snatched his wrist, looking up at him with bloodshot, furious eyes. They almost seemed to glow with your rage. Sebastian knew then he was in a lot of trouble.

“Don’t.” Your voice was a strangled wheeze, and Sebastian withdrew his hand like he’d been burned. He had half a mind to run away from you, his eyes flicked to your wand still clutched in your other hand. He knew what you could do with it and he suddenly wasn’t keen on dueling with you. Sebastian obeyed, stepping back from you as you got to your feet. He apparated as soon as you pointed your wand at him. The last time he’d pissed you off he had ended up with no eyebrows and two inch long front teeth that had taken three hours for Nurse Blainey to fix.

Sebastian ran the rest of the way back to Hogwarts, he knew he didn’t have much time to hide from you or get you calmed down. He had to find Ominis. If anyone could get you to calm down, it was Ominis. Sebastian knew he had a habit of fanning the flames of your anger, while Ominis did a wonderful job of quelling them.

Students watched him and more than one person called out to him as he ran past. He was panting heavily by the time he found Ominis who sat with Poppy Sweeting. Poppy looked up at him with wide eyes as he thundered to a halt in front of them.

“What did you do?” Ominis asked calmly.

“You have to hide me!” Sebastian was desperate.

“What did you do?”

“Nothing! I didn’t do anything - how was I supposed to know there were Grindylows?”

“Grindylows? Where did you find Grindylows?”

“A cave. It’s a long story. Please hide me. She’s going to kill me.” Sebastian pleaded.

“Is she alright?” Ominis asked. Sebastian knew his time was running out. He had to find somewhere safe until you cooled down enough for him to safely approach. He’d make it up to you somehow. He’d find a way to make you forgive him.

“She’s fine. Please, Ominis! You have to talk to her. I’ve never run so fast in my life.”

“You ran from her? What is wrong with you?” Poppy burst out, smacking Sebastian on the arm. He gave her a stunned look, unused to such outbursts from her. Ominis sighed sharply through his nose, shaking his head slowly.

“My friend, I’m afraid there is nothing I can do for you. She only gets angrier when they run.” Ominis’ lips pressed together in a firm line. Sebastian knew the bastard was trying not to smile. When they run. Sebastian knew he was right, he’d been on enough quests to rescue beasts with you that he knew how furious you got when you had to chase what you sought.

“I’ll buy all your butterbeers for the rest of the year!” Sebastian burst out. Ominis tilted his head, considering the offer. Sebastian bounced on his feet, anxious to get to safety.

“Go. I’ll try to talk to her.” Ominis said, smirking.

“SALLOW!” Your voice boomed through the hallways, and Sebastian turned and ran.

“My goodness! What happened to you?” Poppy Sweeting asked.

“Where is he?” You snapped, and Sebastian took a pinch of floo powder and went as far away as he could.

You knew Sebastian had put Ominis and Poppy up to pacifying you, and while your friends hadn’t eliminated all of your anger they had made you promise not to kill Sebastian. He should consider himself lucky that you respected Ominis and Poppy far too much to go against their wishes. You were cold, damp, and uncomfortable, so you had decided to give up your hunt and make your way to the showers. You stood in the warm water, letting it rinse off the remnants of nasty lake water from your hair and body. You were absorbed in fantasies of revenge as you ran your hands through your hair to loosen some of the knots that had formed during your pursuit of Sebastian. The warm water was a blessing compared to the frigid and dingy lake.

You let out a little hiss when a cold breeze pushed around the steam you had accumulated in the shower room leaving goosebumps all over your body. You shrank further into the shower, annoyed thoroughly with whoever was intruding on your murder plotting time. When the steam closed around you again, you sighed with contentment and closed your eyes. Broad hands gripped your hips. You knew those hands. Sebastian planted kisses on your shoulder as his chest pressed against your back. You ignored him, just as you ignored how easily his touch affected you.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, nudging your cheek with his nose before kissing your jaw. “Let me make it up to you.” He said, pulling you back closer to him. You could feel his hardness pressed against your backside, and it took a lot of effort to not react. You fought to keep a straight face as his hands moved from your hips. One hand moved up towards your chest, the other down to your lower belly. Sebastian kept you pressed against him as his knuckles lightly traced the underside of your breast. He leaned in and kissed your neck as his fingers brushed against your nipple. You were determined. Adamant. He wasn’t going to get a single thing from you. You could feel him watching you very carefully, and when he bit down on that spot where your neck met your shoulder you couldn’t stop your reaction. All it took was a slight tilt of your head, and he knew he had you.

“There’s my girl.” He murmured, his hand on your lower belly traveling downwards. His girl. Eternally possessive. When his fingers slid between your wet folds, he let out a dark laugh.

“I knew you wanted it. Look how wet you are already.” He said, nipping your ear with his teeth. He began to rub his fingers in small circles over your clit and you relaxed into his arms.

“I hate you so much.” You breathed out, one hand reaching back and gripping Sebastian’s thick hair.

“Mmmm I can tell.” The depth of his voice in your ear sent chills through your entire body as he kept up a steady, lazy pace between your legs. His other hand rolled your nipple between his fingers. You subtly ground your backside against Sebastian’s erection. You smirked at his abrupt groan. His fingers on your nipple pressed harder giving you a sharp pinch. You twisted enough to look up at him, marveling in his appearance. The flush of his cheeks, the fire in his eyes, the arrogant bastard smile playing at his lips. He let go of your nipple, his hand coming up to wrap around your throat. He turned you around and pushed you against the wall of the shower cubicle, not once stopping those lazy little circles that were quickly unraveling you. Your hands fell to your sides.

Sebastian kissed you then, deep and intense like he always did. His tongue brushed against your lower lip, and you opened up for him. His taste was intoxicating and mixed with the feeling of his teasing touch on your sensitive clit you were approaching an euphoric sensation. You moaned into his mouth as he slid two fingers inside of you.

“Fuck, I love it when you moan like that.” Sebastian’s voice was husky as he mumbled against your lips. He kissed along your jaw and down on your neck finding that spot that made you so weak. His hand moved from your throat up to your hair which he gripped tightly as his fingers curled delightfully inside of you making sighs and small moans tumble from your lips. How he could do so little to make you feel so good was incredible.

“It’s so hard to be patient for you and that sweet cunt,” his breath tickled your neck, “can you be a quiet girl for me?” He asked, fucking you with his fingers. Right. You were in the shared showers during a Saturday afternoon where all of your classmates had all the free time in the world. You nodded, and instantly regretted it from the grin on his face as his fingers slid out of you and he knelt on the ground in front of you. One hand prompted your left leg to lift, you obeyed and he put it over his shoulder. Sebastian’s hands floated up and down your thighs as he moved in closer. He bit down on the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh, and your hand flew to your mouth to stifle your cry. He looked up at you with those eyes of fire, his tongue experimentally swiping along your entrance.

“Sweet. My sweet girl.” He gave a low groan, and started his assault. His tongue swiped shapes over your clit, and you had to bite down on your hand to stop yourself from making too much noise. He flattened his tongue lapping you up, you were already sensitive from his earlier work and it wasn’t taking long for an orgasm to start building up. He seemed to know it too. His tongue swirled over your clit, and he slotted two of his fingers back inside of you.

“F-fuck, Sebastian.” You stammered against your hand at the overwhelming sensation. The pressure of his tongue against your clit and his fingers curling against your sweet spot… it was too much. Your head fell back as you began to fall apart, your fingers lacing in Sebastian’s hair for fear that he would stop. You bit down harder on your hand to choke on the scream as your legs began to tremble. Sebastian moaned against you as you came for him. He let you ride out your orgasm on his face, not stopping until your fingers loosened slightly from his hair. You looked down to see him rock hard, flushed, and his eyes seemingly begging for you.

You took him under his chin, your leg falling to the side as you prompted to stand. He stood, his fingers once again leaving you empty. His hands curled around your ass, and he lifted you and pinned you between him and the cubicle wall. Your legs squeezed him, holding yourself up as he positioned himself at your entrance. His lips crashed against yours when he thrust inwards, both of you making a desperate attempt to remain quiet. His hips rolled as he fucked you hard and steady. When he was feeling particularly cruel, he would edge you until you were in tears, however today he was in just as much need as you were. You loved the way he filled you up. His steady pace had his head lightly pressing your cervix, hitting all the right spots. You hadn’t realized how good someone could make you feel until you’d slept with him for the first time. With the way he was fucking you, you could feel your pleasure rapidly approaching for the second time in a matter of minutes.

Sebastian was in your ear, whispering about how much he loved you, how he’d always protect you, and how he was oh so sorry for letting you jump into that lake for the Grindylows to attack. You were in ecstasy, unable to respond as he ground his pelvis against your sensitive bud. His rhythm faltered slightly, and you knew he was close.

“I love you.” You breathed out, knowing it was exactly what he needed to hear. His response was a low, guttural groan. His thrusts got sloppier, before he abruptly pulled out. You dropped your hand quickly, wrapping around his shaft and finishing him off as he came all over your stomach. Your legs dropped to the ground, and Sebastian’s head dropped to your shoulder as you both fought to catch your breath. After a few heartbeats, his head lifted and he kissed you again. His kisses after sex were always so sweet, so emotional.

“Are you okay?” He asked you, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze as he stood up straight. You nodded, admiring the loving glow in his eyes.

“I really am sorry.” He promised.

“I know, Sebastian. It’s alright.” You caressed his cheek, and he pulled you in for a long embrace. You stood like that for a long time, before cleaning off properly and getting out of the shower before someone could catch you in there together. You felt relaxed now, your anger completely forgotten as Sebastian put a fluffy bathrobe around your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your cheek. He may be sweet now, but you knew it was only a matter of time before he filled you with so much rage you thought you could kill him. At least you could look forward to how he would make up for it.

“So, are we still splitting the treasure 50-50?” Sebastian asked, grinning at you. You smiled back at him shaking your head at his audacity, perhaps he would be making it up to you sooner than you thought.

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow smut #ominis and poppy mentioned but not clogging their tags #hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow one shot #in this episode we're discovering i need to work on filling in detail/pov changes/sentence structure/past present tense consistency #reni writes #good morning everyone lol have 3k words of sebastian

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bbbrianjones · 7 months

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the stone roses in paris, oct 1989

#the stone roses #stone roses #ian brown #john squire #mani #reni #1980s #are we sick of this photoshoot yet???#because i'm not :)#in fact i am ten times more in love with that now that i have found the other pictures to squire's one!!!!#i was actually reading through my tags on my stone roses posts and they're so sweet :') i was having so much fun being in love with squire #AS I SHOULD HAVE!!!!!#he is simply the sweetest look man in the entire world!! so pretty!!! beautiful blue eyes!!! i swear he had the bluest eyes in the world!!#god to get lost in his eyes. i am sure it would not have been hard to do

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returnflame · 3 months

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Saint Sebastian (Pax Royale), 2023

piece made for a personal OC zine !

#dnd #original character #butch art #drow #artistic nudity #bare chest #pax royale #blood #a la style of reni + ribera in particular #lmk if this needs to be tagged any more #she/he for him

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b0ytr4sh · 4 months

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ur watching twomp??

YEAHHHHH

ITS RLLY ITNERSTING SO FAR :3

MR PLANT JUST MADE THE TOMAT GUY INTO SOUP....

#reni's mailbox #ask #moots 🌸💕#kade 🦇#<- changing ur tag since u dont use milo anymore

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queerbaitesque · 2 years

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priest (1994) dir. antonia bird // antonello da messina, guido reni, donato bramante

#HOW do i even tag this skdfjnsdf #priest 1994 #antonello da messina #guido reni #bramante #web weaving #ig????#no better love that ever has loved me #my edit

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icedmetaltea · 2 months

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Man I didn't know this squad had a captain... Reporting for duty!

FINALLY SOME RECOGNITION!! 🫡 We welcome you with open arms comrade!

#Answer tag #Metaltea Talks #thelonereni #*gives Reni a cup of sparkling grape juice*

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serpentarii · 4 months

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WTW SECRET SANTA ; a memory to hunger

— for @moariin❤️💚 happy holidays reni !

#where is she. where are they.#i tried to make these christmas themed im sorry #wtwevent #wtwcommunity #u.moariin #m.edit #gifts to friends #reni tag

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reidsaurora · 10 months

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Make. Me. Write!!!

i was tagged by: @writer-in-theory

Rules and Regulations:

Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)

Tag anyone you think might also enjoy this game (No pressure of course)

Whichever WIP title gets the most votes write 1 sentence for every vote. If it gets more votes than your comfortable with, feel free to swap to words.

If somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of the chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest votes and continue where you left off on your sentence/word count. Repeat until you reach your goal.

(Optional) Share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to your original poll or attached it to a reblog

idk why but i feel the need to give a lil backstory or explanation of some sort for each one so you know what you're getting into 🫡

backstories and np tags under the cut 🫶🏻🧡

Cowboy!Steve Harrington wip

this one's self explanatory, you can go read the first three fics in this series over on my nsfw blog, @hornyhornyhimbos 🖤✨️

JBU (Reidaway)

so, i teased this series a little bit when SYGB ended but i never really fully committed to writing it because i have a set beginning but i have no clue what to do for the ending 😬

i'm not gonna spoil it because y'all know me, i'm a writer and i have to tease everything but let's just say it involves forced proximity, sorta work rivals to maybe lovers, and black cat!elle greenaway x golden retriever!spencer reid <3

Eat Your Young (Spencer Reid)

i can't explain this much other than that i was extremely h word when i came up with the plot for this and i was playing "Eat Your Young" by Hozier on repeat when it happened

I'm Too Pretty For This (Warren Rojas)

this was a request i got like two months ago when i first announced i was gonna be writing for DJATS characters and i got like two paragraphs in and i hated it so i never finished it 😂

basically something happens between the band members of the group that are opening for DJATS on the Aurora tour and it somehow makes their lead singer realize she might have a thing for Warren 😏

AFTR (Steve Harrington)

this will be my first serious Steve series. i know that the Loriverse exists and the Cowboyverse exists but this one is actually a serious series that i wanted to write for the summer and i just never did

a brief summary without giving too much away is that Stancy happens but doesn't last and somehow Reader/FMC (haven't decided which yet) ends up spending the summer as Steve's rebound of sorts?

LMLAF rewrite (Hotchniss)

so, a few of you may remember this series i posted back in February of 2022. i was extremely depressed and lonely so i did what any normal human would... i wrote a story about Hotchniss being friends with benefits.

however, that story was posted on this account, where I do not post smut. well, other than that one chapter of SYGB but we don't need to go there rn akshksjsjsj

anyway, basically this would be the spicier rewritten version of that where i don't leave readers in the dark about what went on between Hotchniss after Haley died ;)

All Your Being, pt 2 (Spencer Reid)

another fic i wrote where i tried desperately to keep things closed door until now when i decided i don't care about that anymore 😂

in case you guys don't remember this fic, i'll link it here but basically Spencer and midsized!reader have been together for six months but have yet to do the nasty because she's afraid of what he'll think about her body. this part two would basically just be him saying f!ck it and showing her that every body is a beautiful body 🫶🏻

Tolerate It (Spencer Reid)

just go listen to "tolerate it" by Taylor Swift. it would be easier for you to do that than for me to tell you about the dark sh!t that ensued in this fic... i was at my lowest low when i wrote this and you'll see that if i ever post it 🥲

well now that that's over with, how bout some no pressure tags!! 🥳🎉

@reidsbookclub @dungeons-are-too-cold @nomajdetective @bejeweledmunson @rupsmorge @reidselle @lukeclvez @lcvingprentjss @serenity-lattes @writingquillsandpainpills

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hiimrenireny · 10 months

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of course i hyperfixated on a new spider movie and used the fuel of it to crystalize a spidersona idea i had way back when the first came out. of course they have weird powers that just involve playing host to a swarm of actual spiders. of course i did a little writing exercise with them meeting and helping to name a new villain. you can read it if you like.

Spiderlings knew they were being followed. Their suit was heavier with the spiders that were less brave, their webs thinner as a result, each arc between buildings growing shorter and shorter still. It was a feeling remarkably similar to running out of breath, save that those same spiders, hiding in anticipation, were soaking Spiderlings' anxiety. Nothing would be worse for the lot of them than for Gabby's shuddering breath to send them plummeting.

The journey home isn't tenable. Spiderlings pulls a rope taught to yank themselves up, grazing along the side of a building to leave a trail of spiders behind themselves. By the time the web goes slack enough of their cluster has gathered to catch their side against the building, allowing them to crawl the rest of the way up in a stuttered slide-like movement.

Kipping over the railing, they stumble forward. Heights were still a challenge. Of course, they catch themselves, a string of their arachnid companions guiding their foot into place and pooling around them in bursts with each step, retracting in with their breath, flowing out with the tense of their muscle, a tertiary limb providing its own senses. A damn good resource, but one Gabby tries not to over-rely on to the detriment of their other senses. It's late, so it's dark, but a city is never pitch. They can see the door that accesses the rooftop they've stopped on. They can damn near feel it in their bones as spiders that have strung along to the hinges feel vibrations approaching the door. They feel the growing survival instinct of dispersing from the front of the door a second before it bursts-

DUCK.

Spiderlings drops immediately to their knees, leaning back to get as low as possible. A half second later and the door is rendered a modern art piece, splinters shattering around an assailant in some variety of half-mechanical suit. Facemask, wings clipped along a stylish jacket, a massive boot and pneumatic leg brace with an intimidating stinger jutting out of the bottom. It easily rent through the door and leaves a circular impression as the air whips Spiderlings' hair out of the way. They curl to kick a leg out, letting momentum throw them that way as a leg-sized flood of spiders catch the motion and carry them along, affording more time for them to focus on scrambling to their feet to whir around and face this sudden threat.

A second glance doesn't reveal much more than what Spiderlings already gathered, save that the stripes and color of the jacket remind them of, well, a yellowjacket. She's just staring at Gabby. That stinger must be a lot to lug around, her breath sounds heavy... No, wait, vocal filter on the mask, she's giggling.

"I was actually just wrapping up for the night, if we could make this quick...?" Oh, there went their mouth. Funny how it just did that on its own. At least the yellowjacket seemed to find the humor in the situation, she's laughing more. She's even clutching her stomach. Or, her hand is sliding under her jacket it sounds more like. Spider hairs stand on edge. Three parts of the cluster disperse and start to move.

LEFT.

A dart thrown where Spiderlings had just been standing, tossed along with it an idle, "I'm afraid I'll have to impose!"

LEG.

Spiderlings throws their leg up in a circular kick, padded-skirt covered thigh taking the brunt of a dart meant for their hip and throwing it aside. Just completely normal darts then. Thrown very well, but still.

WEB.

A flinging motion of their right arm and a flick of their inner two fingers has Spiderlings tossing a collection of spiders, a single-file arachnid chain keeping them connected to their arm, all ferrying web between them. In but a second, a bundle has formed at the end to catch the last dart from the air. "Could I ask who's imposing??" The exhilaration of those stunts stains Gabby's voice into something frantic.

"I am..." The woman in the yellowjacket begins, in typical self-important fashion. Static and digital whines peel off of every intonation, making it all the more obvious when she huffs and lets her posture slack a bit. "Unsure. I mean, I just finished the stinger tonight, hunting you down was sort of a spur of the moment thing."

"Sn-Snappy and bold decision making can be an admirable trait," comes Spiderlings' reply, alongside a flick of cluster and web from their left hand, aiming for one of yellowjacket's wings from between her arms and body. The must be helping her balance on that ridiculous stinger, so taking them out will limit her mobility. Unfortunately, the stinger hisses with a pneumatic gesture, slotting up into place along the back of the woman's shin. She's fast, but new at this. The web still catches her shoulder and Spiderlings tugs forward, introducing her forehead to a padded elbow, tugging again to bring her over Spiderlings' shoulder.

Unfortunately, those wings aren't just for balance, fluttering with all the force of a rotary saw. Yellowjacket gets a grab on the back of Spiderlings' suit as she goes over their shoulder and rolls forward into an aerial spin, turning the attempted toss back on poor Gabby. They hit the railing with the heavy ring of plastic on metal.

"Thank you! So, wasp is a bit too obvious, isn't it?" Yellowjacket begins, regaining her bearings.

"Hornet, maybe?" Telling her that Spiderlings had been thinking of her as simply yellowjacket felt somehow rude, especially coming from an individual that was still standing back up. The only reason their ears weren't ringing is because they were allowing themselves to be deaf to the sensation, relying more on their spiders' hearing. It gave the woman an odd, slowed, bassy reverb from Spiderlings' perspective.

"Feels a bit tacky... I'unno... Swarm?" Her other jacket pocket this time. Ambidextrou-?

RIGHT.

Spiderlings tucks to the right, falling into a lean against the railing that turns into kicking off of it to close in with their assailant again, all as a dart tinks off the metal behind them. "Might fit me better," Spiderlings offers, alongside a punch, which the woman catches, ducks under, twists-

BACK.

But a sudden knee to her lowered face has her retreating. She doesn't seem to expect the flick of cluster and web off the end of Spiderlings' boot, spiders quickly severing the rope and retracting to leave web splattered on her lenses.

"Augh- God-" She tugs at the web a few times to no effect, before pressing a button along its side, a burst of gas from along the mouthpiece shriveling the web. "How about something more grandiose? I do plan to build drones or something, but I suppose I am just me for now. Khepri!"

In the time it has taken yellowjacket to unblind herself, Spiderlings has hopped up on the railing, having pre-spun enough web to swing a few buildings with relative confidence. "Deific so soon? That's an ego." Oh, god, why do they always say that stuff to people that can kill them?

"Fair enough, I'll aim for a lower title for now..."

They both shout "Queen!" at the same time, just as Queen throws another stinger-kick at Spiderlings and they leap from the building in turn.

#reny writes #fiction #fanfic #itsv #atsv #spiderverse #spidersona #ive never actually properly tagged anything in my life i hope all this is accurate #earth 716 #716 #cluster of spiderlings #gabby gardner #queen

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pocasu · 1 year

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thoughts about kamikizaka reni.

#ask to tag #poca chat #image is for crop but it's also relevant like. why are you still using the nickname yukio gave you 30 years ago when he misread your name #it's even his signature.... reni has become more of his real name than reiji it's so insane to me #us: haha we wonder what a3 has in store for us this year!! what about preschool godza lol!!!! // liber with old man yaoi hammer in hand:

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theluckybard · 1 year

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This time of the year... It's complicated ._.

#red dead redemption 2 #rdo #sometimes I'm not in the mood for drawing #so if you wanna silence the tag for games is #renie play games #but I don't post much frequently anyway #happy new year btw :D #vincent the lone wolf #original character RDO

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How do you think the boys would react upon hearing that Leander got so frustrated with MC turning him down (yet again) and cast the eat slugs curse at her?

My opinions for this definitely change with my mood, and I'm absolutely projecting on MC here. I put Ominis, Sebastian, and Garreth and kept it p gender neutral

i rant forever so it's under the cut

Ominis:

His initial reaction to hearing about the whole incident was to make sure MC was okay. Eat Slugs does go away after awhile, but it's uncomfortable, and Ominis also can't stand that sort of incel behaviour tbh.

He's mad and wants to defend them, but he trusts MC to do what they need to and he will be there for whatever they choose to do.

if Ominis was present at the time of the hex he would prevent MC from maiming and/or killing Leander. MC can beat him up and hospitalize him, but NO cut off limbs and no murder!

Ominis would show up to the hospital wing with a package of the best-selling fudge from Honeydukes to visit Leander while he lay in his recovery bed from the absolute shit-kicking that MC gave him.

Like, MC would not stand for that disrespect and MC is the superior duelist and would pulverize his ass even though they're burping up slugs.

Leander would be so surprised to see him as Ominis sat down beside the bed and opened up the box of fudge.

Ominis would ask how he's feeling, before taking a bite out of the fudge and setting it back in the box.

Leander tells him he's still in pain, MC really kicked his ass.

Ominis offers his most insincere condolences and picks up another piece of fudge and takes a bite out of it before putting it back.

Nurse Blainey comes by, Ominis offers her a piece of fudge. She takes one and leaves.

Not once does he offer Leander a piece of fudge, he just keeps taking bites out of individual pieces and putting them back until he's taken a bite out of all of them while making barbed quips to Leander.

Ominis genuinely just showed up to gloat over Leander's pain, eat some of his favourite fudge in his face, and then leave to rub some salt in the wound.

It works, with Leander genuinely upset at being insulted and the fudge being thrown out.

Honestly it's very sexy of Ominis to kick a man while he's down.

Sebastian:

Sebastian would want to immediately track down Leander and throw him off the Astronomy tower he's killed once what does one more body really mean?

Despite his blood boiling furiously, Sebastian goes to find MC and make sure they're alright first.

It surprises MC who was certain Leander was a dead man walking.

He stays with them while the hex runs its course, and then when MC finally stops throwing up slugs he returns them safely to their common room and goes on the hunt.

Leander, unfortunately, had good enough sense to anticipate Sebastian. He's made a point to remain in well-populated areas, in his common room, or the professors were keeping him quite busy in detention for hexing MC.

So, Sebastian plays Madame Scribner like a fucking fiddle and earns his way into detention himself.

This risk ends up working out, when Leander and Sebastian are assigned to clean the trophy room together.

Leander shakes in his boots the entire time, anticipating Sebastian's inevitable murder attempt.

It's the longest 2 hours of his life. Sebastian just keeps staring at him, but since Mr. Moon sticks around there's nothing he can do.

Their detention ends, and just as Moon leaves Sebastian slams Leander against the wall with his wand at Leander's throat.

He threatens Leander, letting him know that if he so much as looks at MC from now on he'll have to answer to Sebastian.

Sebastian promised MC he wouldn't physically harm Leander, who just wanted to put the entire event behind them. Deep down

Sebastian knew that MC could defend themselves, but he liked being protective of them.

and then like 3 weeks later MC is paired with Leander for a class project and Leander has a crisis over it lmao

Garreth:

He'd just beat the shit out of Leander. Like, with his fists.

Garreth's got siblings, the man can throw a punch (source: i have sibling).

Garreth's a really sweet guy, but even warm and friendly people can reach their limit. Garreth's limit just so happens to be MC getting hurt in some sort of way.

He's unbelievably pissed that it was his friend and fellow Gryffindor who happened to cast the hex - and for Leander to have cast it because he was rejected by someone who had repeatedly told him they weren't interested? Mmmmmmm no thank you sir.

Garreth doesn't make Leander wait for anything, he doesn't toy with him, he just kicks the hell out of him and tells him to smarten up.

It's a short and sweet way of dealing with it, and honestly very on brand for both stereotypical boys and Gryffindors.

Quick, easy, and done. Leander ends up apologizing to MC and swears he won't bother them like that anymore.

He seems genuinely remorseful, but MC does avoid him for quite a long time. If he wants to prove himself, he's got to do it slowly.

Leander absolutely learned his lesson.

Garreth can hit really hard.

MC doesn't really mind Garreth's reaction, in fact they find it pretty amusing to find Leander with a black eye the next day.

#maybe just maybe i'll extend things like this into actual one-shots #reni answered #anonymous ask #i love these tho it's a lot of fun #hogwarts legacy headcanons #my headcanons #hot take: Leander is adorable and I want to protect him #he's himbo material your honour #do i tag these?#garreth weasley #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt

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