Problem
Dear Mutuals. I have this one scene (under the cut). Can anyone tell me what to do with it? I am clueless, helpless, hopeless. It's... well, at least I hope it's good, but... I can't explain where to get there and how to get out again...
Also: kind of a little gift for @metalomagnetic
When Sirius walked through the door, Tom could tell he was in pain, even though the boy didn't show much, compared to most people. But Tom, like him, was used to hiding it that he saw all the small signs, the shoulders too drawn back to be comfortable, the overly precise movements and the way he looked straight ahead as if meeting someone's eyes would make him break.
Tom frowned. Jealous rage was not exactly the reaction someone should have, when another person came for their help after being cursed, much less if it was a student one was supposed to protect, but given the fact that this was Sirius Black and therefore literally the only reason the current 7th-years were even worth teaching them, Tom felt justified. “Who did this?” he asked, even before Sirius could explain why he was here.
With only the smallest sigh of relief Sirius sat down in the chair opposite his desk and shrugged, ignoring the fact that he had not been invited in the first place. “How would I know? The bastard hexed me in the back. Had Slytherin robes, though.” Despite the pain he looked cheeky, with hard, challenging eyes. “For all I know you could have orchestrated it. Hell, could have been it.”
He was not wrong, Tom had a thin enough built that he could still pass as student, if he tried, and he was not above making someone hex Sirius if only it brought him here. Which only made it more annoying that he hadn't. That someone else dared touch something he defined his, if not openly. “Why did you come then?”
“Are you kidding?” Sirius sat up straight-backed like the good pure-blood child he was. “I'm not exactly friends with the other Heads of House either, and they will come looking, when I hex the Slytherins back, once they know I have an open tab with them.”
“And I won't?” Tom chuckled, the amusement slowly replacing the rage.
“Nah.” Sirius waved it off. “You'd pretend, if someone caught wind, but that's it.” His eyes scoured the room, taking in all the little details with great care, as he was very clearly gathering ammunition.
Tom didn't begrudge it. Most Gryffindors were... stupidly good. Sirius had never even touched that terrain. He always stood with one leg firmly in Slytherin territory, keeping an eye on his enemies and even watching his friends. He knew better than not to. “So, are you going to help me or not?”
Tom left his seat, strode around the desk slowly and then turned the chair, so he could face Sirius directly. “Oh, I am.”
“At what price?” Now his face was under the same scrutiny as his room had been.
“I am a teacher, I am supposed to...”
“You are a Slytherin, and you will ask for a price.” Sirius knew him too well for comfort, and with anyone else he would have taken... measures. But he liked it, how the boy slowly spiralled along the edge of his attraction, being pulled in bit by bit by bit. It would have been a pity to destroy that.
“How about a kiss?”
Tom took solace in the fact that Sirius was close to his coming of age. This kind of dubious look just didn't belong to a child. “I haven't kissed, and I won't kiss you.”
“So...” Tom pushed down the new waves of jealousy threatening to overwhelm common sense. “How'll get the honour? What disappointing wench or irrelevant guy will have your first kiss then?” Instead of him, who deserved it, who would value it accordingly.
Sirius lips ticked into a smile, but it dissolved into a grimace right away, as he was reminded of his pains. “None of your business. So... are we done?”
“What about this?” Tom wasn't so fast to give up. “For once you come visit me when you don't need my help.”
“When?”
“Tomorrow? Office hours?”
Sirius hissed, but caught himself again fast. “Not scared that your dear Slytherins will figure out your little scheme of wooing a Gryffindor?” It was scary how much he understood with how little context.
“No. If things go my way – and they will – they'll congratulate me on my cunning.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “If you say so. But okay. Tomorrow.”
Tom leaned in, whispering into his ear, so his breath hit the lobe. “I take your word for it.” Then he waved his wand and removed all curses and hexes present on Sirius with just one wave of his wand. “There you go.”
Sirius didn't bother to thank him, when instead he could pay up. He turned the chair just enough so he could get past Tom's arms, as he stood up. “I see you tomorrow then.”
What should have been an icy shower, made Tom almost giddy with anticipation.
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Not sure how I'm doing right now. I'm not able to write but I have gone back to AO3 and started answering the lovely comments from people who responded to my Sherlock pics of moons ago. I thought I'd never get into any fandom again and never thought I would write again, but it seems I needed to.
It's taking a while to respond and weirdly it's had me reading the fic I wrote and it's almost like I didn't write it. And some of it seems pretty good. I worried when I wrote Good Omens fanfic that I would repeat myself, that the dialogue would sound the same and I'm sure there's similarity in the style, but the dialogue is different. I'm quite proud. And enjoying it.
And I need some inspiration to write something new, some other way for Aziraphale and Crowley to get all entangled. I don't know if I can do fix it, or even want to. But a situation, something fun and fluffy and yeah, maybe smutty, I want that.
Any ideas?
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Hey can anyone help me find this specific X Men movie scene because I’m kinda losing my mind??
I have a memory of watching X Men movie clips on YouTube and there was a scene where Quicksilver is speeding around the X mansion (I think that’s what it’s called? The School) and he was messing with people as he went? He did something I can’t remember to Jean and he turned off Nightcrawler’s computer or phone (Kurt was on some weird Christian website if I remember correctly). I only watched the full X Men movies recently and I wanted to watch the scene again but now I can’t find it? Did I imagine this scene or dream it or something? It wasn’t in the deleted scene compilations I could find for X Men apocalypse or Dark Phoenix, and I know it wasn’t from Days of Future Past because I remember Nightcrawler being there.
Help?? I feel like I’m going crazy, I just wanna watch the silly little quicksilver scene.
UPDATE: it’s an ad, thank you to straymongrel.
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I think I might be genderfluid???
I don't really know, but I've noticed sometimes I feel like a plain regular woman and sometimes I'm like... I wanna be a boy? But I wanna keep looking really girly, so like... a femboy???
And it's so weird, cause like, I'm already a girl, who looks like a girl, why would I want to be a boy who looks like a girl???
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Yes or no?
Honestly, next to that writing stuff even approaching smut is new to me, anything involving bodily fluids kinda grosses me out which makes writing the more mature stuff a bit difficult sometimes.
Luckily I've got you wonderful people who can help me.
So tell me, is this good or not?
For chapter 3 of Wicked Game:
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He nuzzled down her neck, kissing and sucking all the way down to where her shoulder was still sluggishly bleeding. Carefully nosing around the area, Tyler poked his tongue out, and licked.
Her blood, the taste of it burst on Tyler's tongue and he groaned, feeling himself get excited. He licked again, sucking and cleaning the wound as Wednesday breath hitched.
She pulled at his hair and in return he scraped his teeth around the sensitive skin of her neck. Wednesday gave a full body shiver and Tyler hid his grin against the crook of her neck.
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So... what do you think?
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I am ruining my life
and I do nothing against it. That is the sad truth. My lack of studying causes me to fail so many classes that I am in risk of getting kicked out of university next year, if that doesn't change.
My grades are terrible, which prevebts me from going ansemester abroad. I might je able to go abroad with a private but expensive program, but that is unclear as well.
I don't even know, if I will be accepted into my masters degree. But I can assure myself, that I won't be able to go to my university of choice due to my bad grades.
I procradtinate finding an internship, which is necessary for finishing my undergrad degree.
I am always so in my had, that I am a terrible friend. I answer late and don't know what is going on in my friends life.
I won't have any friends after university if I continue that.
I fail at my hobbies because I am to lazy to put any effort or training into them.
I couldn't even manage to keep this block alive.
I am destroying my body with all the bad food and lack of movement.
i look at screens so often that my eyes hurt constantly.
My body has no strength or flexibility and is in constant pain. I don't have a medical condition. It is all me and my lack of care for myself.
I am ruining my life and am watching like a bystander. And it will exploded into my face if I continue to be like that
5.11.2023
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