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I little 18 minutes long audio from recent chapter from "The List" written by MiaDMarquez

WARNING! 18+ and suggestive sounds (especially after 9 minute) NSFW 🎧

You can read chapter 38 and story on AO3 or WATTPAD

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girl, so confusing // luke brandon field + eric bogosian

left hand man

( LEFT HAND MAN, a Derby Harrington / Bif Taylor-Tremblay fic. 76k words, rated M )

tags: Soundboard names, Established relationship, secret relationship, sequel to canon, implied sexual content, mention of canon CSA (specifically the cutscene ‘Preppies Vandalized’)

summary: It is the end of Bif Taylor-Tremblay’s last summer before graduating Bullworth Academy, and he imagines the upcoming school year can’t be any worse than last year, losing his boxing title to Hopkins and disappointing Derby Harrington. That is, until his father calls him into his office: the Taylor-Tremblays are broke.

( one, two, three, four, five, six, epilogue: seven )

*sigh* me and may friends paid Theo Solomon to say in Wyll's voice that he's "in da club straight up jorkin it" so of course I have to infect as many people as possible with this newly created cursed audio

Update: we met him at dragoncon and he actually recognized us from the cameo 😭 he was very sweet and enjoyed our wyll ravengard fanclub/sus coven shenanigans

Ominis Leaves You a Voicemail

Last night I bolted upright from a dead sleep with an ✨idea✨

I couldn’t help but create it, and share with you all. Enjoy the filth you gorgeous little horndogs.

You’ve been away from home on a job for a whole week, and poor Ominis is missing you terribly. One evening after a little dutch courage, he’s feeling a little frisky and decides to call you, but only gets your voicemail. Not a man to be deterred, he leaves you a particularly spicy message.

Warnings – MDNI | Smut | Ominis leaves you a needy voicemail while ‘entertaining’ himself | sloppy noises | Alcohol | Drunk Ominis | Wear headphones for fucks sake | All characters aged up 21+

✨BONUS MORNING AFTER MESSAGE✨

Somebody translated the infernal runes face tattoo that you can put on your character and the runes on the forhead literally just spell "forhead", the runes on the nose spell "nose" and the runes on the chin say "chin"

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Welcome to Gale rot! I plan to keep this pinned and add to it as additional pieces become available. Enjoy! Always open to feedback and requests. Ao3 Account

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Dekarios The Divine

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Fluff!

AU Professor!Dad!Gale Bakes a Cake Professor!Gale Comforts You(GN) After a Nightmare GalexYou Yearning & Hiding GalexYou Pep-Talk Yearning Gale x You The Dinner Party Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt 4 | Pt. 5

NEW: Gale x You Night One | Day One | The Afternoon

It's Now or Never

Sebastian Sallow x f!Reader

Word Count: 3.8k 

Content Warnings: Smut, First Time, Language, 18+ Content! MDNI!

Summary: Their lives were about to take them on separate journeys for the first time since they met almost three years ago. She desperately wants him, but he is insistent on protecting her virtue. They have one final night together before Sebastian moves to another country. She has to seize the opportunity in front of her before she loses it.

Available on AO3 here.

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Her relationship with Sebastian Sallow had always been left undefined. When she had attempted to broach the subject with him in the years past, she had always felt silly and awkward and he never seemed to pick up the hints she thought were blatantly dropped in his lap. They were both tremendously brave and had proven that time and time again, but when it came to discussing their feelings for one another, they both turned into bashful mooncalves that evaded the subject like it would cause a plague of spattergroit to rain down upon them.

They had been doing this dance with one another since fifth year. It was now the summer after they had graduated and she was set to move to London in a month to begin her new job working for the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Mysteries. The Ministry had been all too excited to see how her ancient magic would aid the department. Sebastian was staying in Feldcroft until he set off on an adventure working as a curse breaker for the Wizarding Bank in France in about a week. He had received top marks in their year and had been highly sought after, including by Gringotts. 

This next chapter in their lives would be the longest the two had been apart practically since they met. She was secretly disappointed he had not elected to stay in London. It had been an option for him, but the French bank offered him more money and when he had asked her for a reason to turn it down, she did not give him one. In fact, she silently cursed herself as she heard the words come out of her mouth encouraging him to actually take the position in another country. She had noted his look of disappointment, but ultimately, neither of them broke their unspoken vow of silence on the topic of what they were to each other.

Now, as she found herself on his doorstep, she felt foolish. She thought back to their time together. She thought she had been obvious regarding her feelings for him. She had never dated or paid any romantic attention to others, even though she had been asked on several dates. For that matter, Sebastian had not either. 

Now, she was not a prude by any means. The two of them had fooled around on numerous occasions. They often found themselves ending a lengthy, stressful study session with a quick snog behind one of the large shelves in the library. She was certain this was Sebastian’s favorite place to snog as he liked to think of how mad Scribner would get if she knew the pair had defiled her precious books. However, her favorite had always been when they ended a grueling dueling practice by crashing together in a heated frenzy. These were the times that Sebastian would allow himself to get the most carried away. They would only touch each other over the clothes, never under. She had even managed to get his tie off once, but like always, Sebastian put a stop to it before it even really began. He had never wanted to ruin her. He was terribly aware of the stigma at the time and had not wanted to interfere with any potential marriage prospects she had in the future, which completely crushed her soul every single time. 

The only person she could even picture herself with was him, but he apparently did not feel the same, which had only encouraged her fear in broaching the subject of becoming anything more than just friends.

This would be her last opportunity to spend time with him for the foreseeable future. She told herself this was it. It is now or never. She let out a deep breath as she raised her hand to knock on his door.  

She had barely rapped once before the door flew open and she was greeted with that handsome freckled face. 

He wore a magnificent smile that spread from ear to ear as he spoke, “There you are! No surprise, you're late. Get in here already!”

He stepped to the side and gestured for her to enter. She glanced around the small cottage. It appeared the same as it was when she had been here just a few short weeks ago. She took note of the clothes that he had haphazardly tossed under his bed in an effort to tidy up before her arrival and she smiled to herself. 

She also took note of his travel chest in the corner that was open. He had begun packing already. The smile abruptly faded from her face. 

He noticed and followed her line of vision. “Oh don’t worry about that. Just trying to get a head start. You and Anne both have always gotten on to me for procrastinating until the last minute. Trying to turn over a new leaf.”

A faint smile graced her face as she tried to remind herself to be supportive.

“I am incredibly proud of you, Sebastian. For the preemptive packing and so much more.” 

He grabbed her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. 

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They spent the rest of the day out of the house. Sebastian had planned a trip down to the beach. She rarely had an opportunity to go unless she was visiting him here in Feldcroft. Despite it being summer, it wasn’t a terribly warm day. So, they had spent most of the day lying on a blanket in the sand, talking to one another. They both seemed to be savoring every precious moment they had left together. 

That evening, after dinner, Sebastian grabbed one of his favorite books out of his carefully curated collection. He patted the settee next to him and she made her way from the kitchen, where she had been cleaning up after their meal. She sank down next to him and leaned into his side. He subconsciously lifted his arm around her shoulders to pull her further in. She nestled against his shoulder and brought her arm around his waist, just like she had hundreds of times before. 

He began reading to her. She wasn't paying much attention to the actual story, but she adored the sound of his voice and the way she could feel it reverberate through his body where her head lay on his chest. These moments were some of her favorites. She rarely felt as safe as she did with him. She was going to miss him terribly. The thought of his impending absence was devastating to her.

She slowly raised her head to look up at his face. She studied the stubble that had begun to appear on his usually clean shaven face and she reached up to run the back of her hand against his cheek. He leaned into her touch and turned his head to kiss the back of her hand. 

His brown eyes stared deeply into hers as he spoke, “I’m going to miss you. You know that right?”

She nodded as she broke eye contact and turned her attention back to the book in his hands. 

He slowly closed the book and set it on the end table next to them. He placed his hand under her chin and tipped her face up to look at him again. Neither of them spoke as he lowered himself down to kiss her. She did not protest as their lips met as this was a frequent occurrence for the pair.  

Sebastian had started the kiss out as soft and tender, gently and wordlessly cherishing her, but she wanted more. She’d always wanted more from him. She always wanted him to take that next step with her emotionally and physically. It is now or never. She told herself again.

Without breaking their kiss, she slowly raised herself up and crawled up onto his lap, now straddling him. She did not give him time to protest as she embedded both hands in his silky brown hair and deepened the kiss, not that he even really tried to object. As she sank down onto his lap, he groaned deeply into her mouth and his hands immediately dropped to grip her hips, effectively holding her in place and preventing further movement on her part.

His restraint would not deter her, not tonight anyway. She had let it stop her for years, but she was done with that. She did not want to live the rest of her life wondering what might have happened if she had taken a chance with her best friend.

She removed one hand from his hair and slowly brought it down to the collar of his shirt and began to undo the top few buttons. He did not stop her, which momentarily shocked her before she continued. He had never let her get this far before. She tugged his shirt out from where it had been tucked into his pants and undid the last few buttons before she opened it and pushed it off his shoulders. He leaned up slightly and aided her in her efforts to fully rid it from his body. She ran her hands down his chest in an effort to memorize every inch of him. 

She broke the kiss just long enough to begin trailing kisses down his stubbled jaw to the place just where his jaw meets his neck, just below his ear. She knew that spot made him weak. Being the devious little thing she was, she devoted the proper attention to that particular spot. The little gasps that left his mouth only encouraged her. She knew the kisses and little nips she left in that spot would leave a mark. She secretly hoped they would last a week so that any potential witches in France might assume he was taken. It was selfish of her, but she couldn’t be bothered to care. The thought just made her double her efforts in that spot and elsewhere on his now thoroughly claimed neck. 

She felt his hands leave her hips and begin roaming up her sides and down her back. She smirked into the nape of his neck at his loss of control of her hips as she slowly ground her hips against his. The low groan of her name that left his lips was quite possibly the most magnificent sound she had ever heard.  So, she did it again, this time pulling back from his neck so that she could see the face that accompanied those sounds. 

His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly parted, from the panting he was currently doing. When he felt the absence of her at his neck, he opened his eyes to meet hers as she moved against him again. He bit down on his bottom lip to stifle the sounds that tried to escape him and a blush spread across his freckled cheeks. 

This was the farthest he had ever let them get, but she was not about to stop now. She removed her hands from his chest and began untucking her blouse from her skirt. His hands quickly left her back and grabbed her own, holding them in place.

A worried expression appeared on his face as he met her eyes. “Wait. We need to stop. We shouldn’t -”

She cut him off, “Sebastian, please don’t. Don’t stop us. Not tonight.” 

He did not say anything further, but she could see the inner war that raged within him. Eventually, he slowly removed his hands from hers and she made quick work of divesting herself of her blouse and undergarments. His wide eyed stare at her breasts was enough for her to let out a self conscious giggle as she quickly moved her arms in an  attempt to cover herself. 

He stopped her and muttered under his breath, “I knew they’d be perfect, just like the rest of you.” 

It was her turn to blush now as he brought his hands up to cup a breast in each one, lightly groping them. She barely had time to react before he had taken one into his mouth, sucking and lightly raking his teeth across her nipple as he pulled back with a popping sound that loudly filled the quiet room. As she moaned, he smirked up at her briefly with that devilish look she had become so accustomed to before he gave the proper attention to her other breast. Her hands found their way back into his hair pulling him farther into her as he continued to worship her with his mouth. She was quite certain he had marked her chest the same way she had marked his neck and she found herself not caring one bit.

She was so thoroughly worked up at this point. The ache in her groin was driving her into madness. She needed more. She craved more. She brought her hands between their bodies as she began working at undoing his trousers. 

He once again protested weakly by grabbing her wrist. “We really -”

She cut him off again. His persistence at protecting her virtue was going to be the death of her.

 “I have an idea. Just hear me out?” 

He nodded, indicating that he would at least listen to her proposal. 

“In my dormitory, some of the other girls would talk about the ways they were able to get around losing their virtue.” 

Sebastian raised his eyebrows and a discerning look spread across his face, “I am well aware of those methods. I did live with teenage boys myself if you will remember.”

She didn’t let him elaborate before she continued, “So, you know there are other things we can do, with our hands and… and our mouths?” 

He chuckled softly, “Yes, I do know. I am not oblivious.”

“What about a game?”

He raised his eyebrows at her suggestion and she knew she had peaked his competitive side at the mention of a game.

With a skeptical look on his face, he questioned her, “What kind of game?” 

“It’s called just the tip.”

Sebastian choked as she said the words out loud. “How in the hell do you even know what that is!”

She just shrugged, “Girls talk. Boys aren’t as slick as they think they are.”

The air went still and they both fell quiet. She knew he was thinking, slowly processing what she had just proposed. 

She could hear the insecurity in his voice as he spoke, “And you want to do that… With me?” 

She bit her bottom lip and nodded, never breaking eye contact with him.

He took a moment longer to consider before he scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to his bed. He laid her down gently and stood next to the side of the bed, staring down admiring her, soaking up the view of every last inch of her spread out before him. 

She could tell he was nervous by the way his fingers fumbled around to remove his trousers. She simultaneously began ridding herself of her skirt and remaining undergarments. When he pulled his trousers down, her eyes went straight to his cock. She’d never seen one before, but it was definitely bigger than what she had imagined and she felt her cheeks flush. She slowly brought her eyes up to meet his and she could sense his hesitation. She sat up and reached toward him, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer to her. 

Sebastian sank to his knees at the edge of the bed between her legs. He placed his hands on either side of her face and pulled her into another soul searing kiss. She parted her lips and he took the invitation, slipping his tongue into her mouth expertly. He may be hesitant with their little game, but he had had plenty of practice with kissing her. 

Without breaking the kiss, he let one of his hands drop from her face down between her thighs.

When he touched her for the first time, she was briefly embarrassed by the lewd sounds that escaped her. She was only grateful that they were muffled by his mouth on hers. His nervousness showed by how he bumbled around briefly. She let him explore her for a few moments. He ran his fingers through her folds, experimenting with different touches. When she was just about to break down and take his hand to show him exactly where she craved him to touch, he grazed her clit and her body involuntarily arched back. Once he discovered that particular spot, he was relentless. She only had to show him once the circular motion she preferred and she praised the gods that Sebastian Sallow was a quick study.

It wasn't long before she felt the tension building deep in her abdomen. His fingers felt amazing, but she wanted more. Needed more. 

She placed her hand on top of his, stopping his movements. He pulled back slightly to meet her eyes. She simply scooted further back onto the bed, pulling him with her. He crawled up off of the floor and onto the bed, positioning himself over her, using his knee to spread her legs wider.

“Are you sure?” He asked, giving her one last opportunity to change her mind.

“Very.” 

He nodded quickly before reaching down and guiding his member to her entrance. He was slow and careful. He made sure to just barely enter her before stopping. Abiding by the parameters of “just the tip.” 

She gasped at even the minor intrusion. It was an odd sensation, but not unwelcome. 

His eyes widened and he looked slightly panicked, “Do you want me to stop? Does that hurt?”

“No!” She shouted a bit too loudly. “No, don’t stop. It doesn’t hurt. I promise.”

He assessed her for a moment before he began moving again, ever so slightly in and out of her. Over and over. Just the tip, never even an inch more. She could see the struggle in his face and feel it in his arms as he quivered from the strain of holding himself back. He wasn’t even looking at her face, but instead where their bodies were joined. She realized he was carefully monitoring his movements, making sure he didn’t go too far. 

It felt good, but it wasn’t nearly enough. In fact, it was only maddening to her. It was keeping her right at the precipice of her ecstasy, but never letting her tumble over the edge. 

“I need more, Sebastian. Please.” She begged.

“But your… You… It’s in your best interests for this to not go any further.” He said quickly with short panting breaths.

“I do not care about my virtue, Sebastian. You are the only person in this room that does. I adore you for that, but…” She hesitated momentarily. It is now or never. “I only want you. I don’t see myself with any other man. Just you.”

His eyes shot to hers then. “Really?”

She could see how vulnerable he was. It was written all over his face. 

“Yes. I want this.” She gestured quickly between the two of them. “I want you, Sebastian. I don’t want you to leave and us not have experienced this.”

She could practically see the thoughts racing through his brain as he processed her words. He made up his mind, lowering himself down on his elbows and leaning forward, he slowly allowed himself to sink further into her. She brought her arms up to cling to his back.

This time it hurt and the little pained gasps caused Sebastian to freeze in place. “I’m so sorry. I can stop..”

“No, please don’t. Keep going. Please…”

He waited a moment before he slowly started moving again. At first, she worried that it would never feel pleasurable and she wondered why the girls in her dorm had been so obsessed with sex, but it wasn’t long before the pain had subsided and she began to see what all of the fuss was about. 

She felt herself hitching her leg up over his hip encouraging his movements, meeting his hips with hers at each one of his thrusts. He leaned down over her and kissed her before he hooked the back of her knee and raised her leg higher up towards her chest. The new angle allowed him to enter her further and she cried his name out in pleasure.

“Fuck. I’m not going to last much longer.” He was able to breathily grunt out.

She knew she was close and used her own hand to stimulate her clit while he pounded into her. It wasn’t long before she erupted in an orgasm. Her whole body clenched around him and he let out a series of expletives she had only heard come out of his mouth when he was losing a duel. 

It wasn’t but merely a few seconds after her orgasm had finished that he shuttered, dropping his head to her shoulder as he cried out her name as he came. He collapsed on top of her and didn’t dare move except to pull himself out of her. 

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He muttered repeatedly.

She stroked his hair and hugged him to her body. “I wanted you to.” She whispered to him over and over again.

They laid like that for some time, until he finally propped himself up to look at her.

“Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“Every word of it, Sebastian. I want this. I want us to be more than what we have always been.”

She nervously searched his face. After what they had just done, she was fairly certain he felt the same way, but he had never said as much.

Slowly his usual devious smirk crossed his face. “You tricked me! You are an unscrupulous woman,” he teased. “I should have known you were up to something. Nothing is ever just a game to you.” 

She smiled up at him and he leaned down to kiss her gently. He pulled back briefly to look her in the eyes. 

“I love you,” he declared suddenly.

“I love you too, Sebastian.” A smile grew on her face as she looked up at him.

He rolled off of her to the side, pulling her into him, wrapping his arms around her. “What made you finally take matters into your own hands tonight?”

She shrugged and tipped her head up to look at him.

“It was now or never.”