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michwritesstuff · 8 months

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Loved You In Secret (Harry Potter: Mattheo Riddle)

this is my first time writing about someone who isn’t exactly canon so after reading some other things and seeing a bunch of tik toks i’ve been inspired lmaoo. hope you guys enjoy :)

summary: female reader (she/her) x Mattheo Riddle When secretly dating the Dark Lord’s son turns out to be more than you expected, you can’t help but reminisce on all the good times and think about what could have been if you had met in a different lifetime as different people.

notes/warnings: angst, mentions of secret relationship, breaking up

word count: 1,265

The floors vibrated as the music coming from the common room travelled up the stairs. You could only assume that the party was in full swing as you could hear cheering and chanting from housemates and groups of friends alike.

Normally you would have already been downstairs chugging odgen’s old firewhisky from the bottle with Pansy and jumping on the coffee table when your favorite song came on. But for some reason you told her to go ahead as you continued to pace around your bedroom trying to convince yourself to just go downstairs and enjoy the party. But you couldn’t go downstairs.

He would be there. Mattheo was always there. Even when you didn’t expect him to be or want him to be…he was there.

You still remember the first time your relationship with him changed.

******

“Y/L/N” you heard a deep voice from behind you say.

Your head whipped around quickly, eyes meeting with Mattheo.

“Jesus Theo, you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing, you’re just standing in the corner” he countered, a smirk present on his face.

“I asked you first, you told Pansy you weren’t coming when she asked you at dinner.”

“Do you remember everything I say?” he teased, reaching to push a strand of hair behind your ear.

Swatting his hand, you rolled your eyes before answering, “Oh please, get over yourself.”

He just chuckled as he watched you scan the common room, taking note of all the groups of students gathered together. Every house was represented, your eyes linking with Fred Weasley who shot you a shy smile before looking away.

Mattheo didn’t miss the interaction, but you were praying that he didn’t mention it.

“You and Freddy huh?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” you answered quickly.

“Right…well if you want to stay here and be antisocial while you pine after weaselbee be my guest, but I’m going to go enjoy the party.”

Mattheo began making his way through the crowd before you grabbed his hand.

“No wait, I’m coming.”

He turned to look at you, a knowing look on his face before his eyes glanced to where your hands met, a blush rising to his cheeks.

You pulled your hand away quickly, shoving it into your pocket before smiling shyly at him.

“Sorry”

“It’s all good darling,” he smiled, leading you to your group of friends.

You spent the rest of the night dancing with Pansy, constantly finding yourself looking for Mattheo.

You couldn’t exactly explain what you were feeling. You had one conversation with him, one that wasn’t particularly interesting either, and yet…you wanted to talk to him again.

******

From that moment on things with Mattheo had changed. You were always looking out for each other, mentally and physically. When Mattheo had caught an underclassmen making an inappropriate comment about you, he had hexed him into the next century.

Pansy was giddy with excitement, begging you to tell her what was going on between the two of you. But there wasn’t anything to tell, not yet at least. If any of the boys noticed something between you and Theo they didn’t say anything, but you’re sure you could guess that Mattheo had something to do with that.

What started as little glances here and there turned into longing stares and shy smiles that were mutually returned. Hanging out with friends became secret meetings in the corridors at night.

They started out innocently enough. You would both stay up for hours, talking to no end about the most random topics. Everything from your favorite colors, foods, and muggle movies to Mattheo’s emotional burden of living up to his family name.

You knew that you were done for after the first time that you kissed.

Slytherin had just lost to Gryffindor and Mattheo was pacing back and forth in front of you as you both stood at the top of the astronomy tower.

“Malfoy has some fucking audacity to blame me, his head is so far up Potter’s ass he cant even think straight. I just I—"

“Theo, will you please just stop for a second.”

“I don’t know what to do, the team is so upset that it’s my fault we lost. It’s a fucking team sport, how is it one person’s fault?”

As he continued to ramble on you couldn’t help but to grab his face as he walked past you again.

“Y/N what ar—”

“Oh will you shut up,” you whispered, pulling his face to yours as your lips met in the middle.

Your lips instantly synced together, moving as one as Mattheo pulled you closer to him with his hands on your waist, your hand pulling on the curls at the nape of his neck.

You pulled away breathlessly, your eyes meeting his.

“That was…” he started.

“Yeah” you finished.

That kiss was just the first of many over the next few years.

As time went by your relationship with Mattheo continued to grow and strengthen. He wasn’t what you expected when you thought about the “Dark Lord’s Son” as everyone called him. To you he was Mattheo, he had always just been Theo. He was smart and charming, charismatic to no end.

But as you guys grew you could tell that he was starting to feel the pressure of living up to his parent’s reputation, and it was taking its effect on your relationship. You guys had already been very private and secretive about your intimate relationship, only your closest friends knowing. You already knew what your parents would say about it, despite being a pure blood family, they weren’t exactly the biggest fans of Mattheo’s parents.

Hours together became minutes. Conversations became arguments. Love became indifference. Things were no longer the same and you couldn’t seem to stop him from going down the path he was.

You wished that things didn’t end the way that they did. That you weren’t the same people, that things could’ve worked out. Of course this was all wishful thinking.

******

Pull yourself together Y/N you thought.

Grabbing the bottle of firewhisky that Pansy left on the dresser you made your way down the stairs.

“Y/L/N! you’re here," Lorenzo exclaimed, stumbling over to you before throwing his arm over your shoulder.

“Yeah, I live here Enzo,” you smiled. You knew that’s not what he meant but you didn’t really feel like explaining yourself.

When things got weird between Mattheo and you, you had begun to pull back, choosing to skip certain events and Irish goodbyeing at others. It was easier this way, or at least that’s what you thought.

You took a look at your group of friends, smiling as you witnessed their drunken states, celebration was in order. Slytherin had won the quidditch house cup, what else was there to do.

As you looked from Pansy to Draco your eyes met with his.

“Y/N” Mattheo greeted.

“Mattheo…good job today. You guys did well all season, you deserve it.”

“Well thanks for coming.”

“I’ll always come to your games; you know that.” You smiled softly.

“Right”

Silence faded over the two of you as Pansy interrupted, grabbing your hand to drag you to the middle of the common room. You gave Mattheo a small smile as you passed.

You didn’t know it, but it pained him to hear you call him by his name, and not Theo. He had always been Theo to you, but I guess things had changed. Because nothing lasts forever, and nothing stays the same.

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breelandwalker · 9 months

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Witchcraft Exercises - Music To Witch By

(This is an expansion of a prompt I posted a while back.)

Music is a magic all its’ own. From calling up forgotten memories to stirring our deepest emotions, it moves us in ways that few other things can. Perhaps it’s no surprise that music plays a role in so many rituals and traditions, from ceremonial chants to devotional hymns to festival dances. With this in mind, why not add a little musical magic to your witchcraft?

Create a witchy playlist that helps you get into the proper headspace for spellwork. The music doesn’t have to be specifically pagan or witchcraft-related - it can be anything that inspires the appropriate mood or feeling within you, from any genre you like and for any purpose you wish.

Play music while you cleanse your working space or set up your altar or whip up a magical meal. Belt out songs that elevate your mood and fill you with energy during the morning commute. Sing to your garden to help the plants grow strong and healthy. Hum a little healing tune to a loved one who’s not feeling well to help them feel better. Listen to your favorite anthem during a quiet moment to remind you of your power or dance around your room to a harvest reel.

You can even take it a step further and make your own fullscale soundtrack. Make multiple playlists for different types of magic - something vicious and vengeful for hexing, or something soothing and mellow to help you ground and center before spellwork. Put together celebratory playlists for different holidays, with seasonal music or without. Create devotional playlists for your deities or pantheons, if you have them. Change the playlists as often as you feel the need, adding or removing songs to suit your changing tastes.

It’s up to you whether you share your playlists or just keep them to yourself. This could be a fun group activity or creative exercise if you have witchy friends that you talk shop with, or a nice under-the-radar activity for a stealth witch who can’t practice openly. In all things, remember that your practice - and the choice of the music that inspires it - are your own.

Happy Witching! 😊🎵

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#witch community #witchcraft exercises #witchcraft #witchblr #baby witch #pagan #witch tips #stealth witch

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thecupidwitch · 2 days

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Common Witchy Terms

Athame

A ceremonial knife, typically black handled with a double-edged blade. You use it to inscribe your candles or to cast a circle around the altar before commencing a spell.

Altar

A place where you do rituals or spells. It is often a special table or shelf where your ritual tools are kept.

Amulet

Is an object that is carried or worn on a person or placed in a location in order to draw specific energy or luck toward that person or location.

Book of Shadow

A Book of Shadows is a Witch's journal. It contains notes on experiments, information they picked up along the way, spells, recipes, correspondences, chants, traditions and more.

Coven

A coven is a community of witches who gather regularly for religious and/or social occasion.

Divination

Divination is the metaphysical work of finding the truth of an issue by using symbols and objects to interpret messages from the the collective unconscious or from communication with spirit beings.

Evoke

To call or summon a spirit or entity or deity.

Familiar

A familiar is a magic-user's spiritual helper manifest in animal form.

Grimoire

Is a magical manual or a magician's instruction book. It is much more formal than a Book of Shadows.

Hex

It refer to an unfriendly spell meant to bring about mischief.

Invoke

to summon or draw a spirit being into your own body. This is usually done to encourage communication between the spirit world and the material world.

Sachet

A small bag of herbs, crystals, or other objects that is meant to bring about a desired effect; essentially acts as a charm.

Ward

A protective barrier may be maintained by a spell, a talisman, a symbol or some other physical or energy object.

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hext00ns · 8 months

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Psych is great because both Shawn and Lassie are autistic as hell and are in love this is all canon I’ve seen the show like five times it’s canon trust me

#psych usa #psych #shawn spencer #carlton lassiter #shassie #I’m p sure that’s their ship name in the fandom #hex chants

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an-au-blog · 18 days

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"There's an ugly witch in the woods" the kids would sing. "In raggy hoods,/Any job will do,/For gold coins two!/A hex or a curse,/For a coin-full purse."

And so, Shanks ventured out into the woods, based on a children's nursery rhyme, hoping and praying that the witch could help. He's searched high and low to find the love of his life, who left him heartbroken and rejected.

He finally found the so-called witch, but they refused to talk to him. They shut the door in his face, refusing to talk to him, blocking the door and waiting for him to leave. But Shanks never did. Instead, when he saw that the witch was blocking the door with their body, he started talking, trying to convince them that he needed their help. He told them about the love of his life, who he had been seeking out ever since he got old enough to, how much he loves the other and he offered money, lots of money. Finally, the witch, covered in cloaks from head to toe, let him in. They didn't talk to him directly, using a familiar or writing.

They did a fast seance, telling him it was a lost cause. But when Shanks insisted on finding them, he was like a dog biting on a bone, no budging until he got what he wanted. The witch relented and gave him, what they thought were three vague and unfindable things. An article of fond memories, the laughter of the past and the most precious stone unbeknownst to man.

But then Shanks came back with a locket of hair that Buggy had given him when their foolish childhood dreams were to get married. He also carried a mirror that replicated the memories of his love in his happiest days, even though in most he was laughing at Shanks, it was his favorite sound. And the last, he brought the promise stone Buggy had given him - a pebble that looked blue under moonlight, as a keepsake until they could properly get married.

The witch looked unhappy with the items but did their chant and ritual. In the end, they told him the same as last time - his love didn't love him back and didn't want to be found, so he should stop searching.

And that would have been it if Shanks wasn't so stubborn and hadn't kept on giving the witch money to help him. The witch kept on bamboozling him, until, finally, the witch had enough.

"Will you stop it, you foolish man! How do I have to tell you to get lost, so you finally listen!" The witch screamed at him, tears threatening to fall.

Shanks only smiled at him. "Am I so horrible for wanting to hear your voice, my love." He kneeled down and took his hand. "No force can keep me away from you, Buggy."

The witch, Buggy, rubbed his eyes, "You idiot..."

"Will you accept this idiot as your own?" Shanks, placed Buggy's hand on his face, nuzzling in the touch, craving what he had been able to barely see, but never touch or hear. A man deprived of sight and sound, finally relishing in the beauty of the music of his lover's voice, the soft caresses, like seeing color for the first time in his life.

"How did you know..."

"I'd recognize you if I were a blind man and you a mute. By the essence of your being."

#or smth like that idk #kudos to those of you who got the “Song Of Achilles” ref in the last bit #shuggy #shanks x buggy #buggy x shanks #op

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celestiaras · 3 days

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━━━ .°˖✧ requested by @cryingaboutit1514 ˚₊ ⊹

ft. luca kaneshiro, hex haywire (separate) x gn! reader — luxiem/xsoleil, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ reacting to you biting back after getting teased┊1k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub luca/hex┊teasing but no dialouge, brat-taming (& bratting for hex), biting, blowjobs for luca & handjobs for hex, edging/orgasm denial, overuse of the word “tease”

➤ author's note: i hope this piece is okay, it doesn’t quite live up to my standards (also i lost the ask, it’s at the bottom lmao)

he’s been at it for about half an hour now, not letting up because he doesn’t think that he’ll ever get bored of teasing you! how could you expect him not to bully you when you just have the cutest reactions? the way you pout and glare at him just reminds him of an adorable little angry kitten and it makes him want to poke fun at you even more, holding back the urge to reach out and pinch your cheeks after ruffling through your hair as if you were a child. there wasn’t anything that you could really do to get him to quit it as all attempts to tease him back were only met with more ridicule, adding to his beaming smile with sparkles like he wasn’t making you go gray early,

you didn’t want to just storm off in the middle of it since it was all in good fun, but you needed to shut him down with a win for you. you needed to do something completely unpredictable if you wanted to get the upper hand, something that would throw him so off-guard that he wouldn’t be able to make any more snarky remarks. once the light bulb went off in your mind, you were quick to act, pushing him into back into the couch mid-sentence and sinking your teeth into the flesh of his neck. it wasn’t deep enough to draw blood or bruise, but enough to sting a little as a warning. when he found himself underneath you with wide eyes at the unexpected action, you knew that you were finally the one in charge now.

━━━ .°˖✧ luca kaneshiro ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ he’s also prone to biting on occasion as a form of affection, but for you to turn the tables and do it back as a form of a threat had him shocked with a goofy ass smile on his face, feeling confused yet turned on by your sudden assertion of dominance. now it was your turn to tease him, telling him that he shouldn’t have dished out what he couldn’t take and how it was so easy to one-up the heir to a mafia boss. he can never handle getting teased back and always ends up doubling down, quickly becoming redder than a beetroot, and regretting his poor decisions of messing with you.

it’s so cute how quickly you have him chanting “i’m sorry” over and over again, his arm tossed over his face in a poor attempt to cover his scarlet face from your ministrations. he was practically begging you to let him cum, but he also doesn’t want it to stop because the warmth of your mouth and your tongue licking long strokes on him felt absolutely heavenly. perhaps he doesn’t regret bullying you too much if he gets punished like this, but maybe you’ll have mercy on him and let him off with a slap on the wrist?

when you notice his pleading puppy eyes, you lifted your head with a pop when you let go of his cock and he whined at the loss of stimulation. should you really let him off? he does seem genuinely apologetic, even starting to bribe you with gifts of any price since he could afford an entire country if you really wanted it. you hummed out loud as if you were contemplating even though you already knew your decision, just to torment him a little more and to make him sit in anticipation with his twitching cock out. he was far past embarrassment at this point, so when you just shook your head with a smile, he couldn’t help but straighten up in excitement now that he had your forgiveness.

━━━ .°˖✧ hex haywire ˚₊ ⊹

╰₊✧ he’s a bit surprised it took you so long to bite back and to do it so literally too had him cracking a chuckle, only putting up his hands in a mock surrender when you asked him what his deal was. clearly, he was still trying to get a raise out of you even though you had him pinned down with your hands pressing down on his board chest. he already made it this far by pushing your buttons, why not push you over the edge to elicit another response out of you? it wouldn’t be any fun if you just left him hanging without any punishment, so maybe he could sneak in just one more playful jest to see what else you’ll do to him…

“you got anything else you wanna say to me?” you asked rhetorically, running your thumb over his leaking tip and smirking when all that came out was a groan. his mind was too fuzzy to think of a witty response right now, on the cusp of climax that you were denying him of because of his previous actions. it almost made him feel sorry since he wanted to cum so badly right now, but it was worth it to provoke you and have you put him in his place— especially when you trail your fingers along his rock-hard length that had his eyes rolling back. knowing you, you were going to edge him for as long as he teased you, but was he willing to suffer through the pleasurable pain for thirty minutes?

“oh please,” he scoffed, “i could keep this up for an entire hour if i wanted to.” it was a bold statement and you were going to test it to his limits, making him gasp at the feeling of your pace suddenly speeding up before abruptly stopping and almost tearing up at the feeling fading away leaving his throbbing cock just aching for release. he wasn’t one to show his wavering strength turning to weakness so quickly, so you knew that you were going to win this in the end despite his stubbornness. he can be a winner with the mind-blowing orgasm that comes after being teased for so long too, but only if he admits an apology and if you feel nice enough to give it to him.

request was [ hi queen (literally is shaking from head to toe) may I pretty please have hex and luca's (separately if that's ok) reaction to you getting flustered and "angry" when they tease you? And when u bite back (quite literally) how would they respond? (hahaha smutty smut) help the amount of times I had to reread what I wrote bc it didnt make sense and I'm just like omg how do I ask a mutual stuff again ]

#📜. her works #luca kaneshiro #luca kaneshiro x reader #luca kaneshiro smut #hex haywire #hex haywire x reader #hex haywire smut #luxiem #luxiem x reader #luxiem smut #xsoleil #xsoleil x reader #xsoleil smut #nijisanji #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji smut

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yanderes-galore · 3 months

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Ooh I'd love to see something about platonic Mismagius from Pokémon trapping a human darling in an illusion of a perfect life to keep them around, but darling catches on after a while and is still trapped in the dream but now they *know* and Mismagius doesn't understand why darling is unhappy as they keep living their perfect life :o maybe years later darling is still not sure if they are in reality or are dream - and it's ambiguous to the reader? If this is too detailed sorry my brain just. Went wild lol

I'll do a version of this, sure!

Your Very Own Reality

Yandere! Platonic! Mismagius Short

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Illusions, Manipulation, Delusional behavior, Kidnapping, Forced companionship.

"It chants incantations. While they usually torment targets, some chants bring happiness." - Mismagius Pokedex Entry, Pokemon Pearl.

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The Ghost Type thought they were doing you a favor! They had been watching you for awhile and you never looked happy. They thought this would all make you happy!

While you were unaware a Mismagius has attached themselves to you. As you walk down the streets or live in your home, the ghost watches. Admittedly... your life had been causing stress on you.

A bit too much actually.

Like most Ghost Pokemon, this Mismagius was drawn to your negative energy. The sudden spike of stress they got when they found you is what caused them to do something. Anything could've started it.

A falling out, a break up, failing a test, anything...

This Mismagius who's attached to your life felt pity. These Pokemon normally torment others... but sometimes... sometimes they can make others happy. However...

It seems to be a double edged sword.

Wanting to keep you close and in their sight, the Mismagius cries. One simple haunting cry... one incantation is all it takes. They cast an illusion on you and your life.

They only want to help. Plus, they've gotten quite attached to this human. You won't have to suffer... you won't have to leave them. They can keep you forever.

At first, you believe it. Your life is perfect. Everything you ever want is given to you. You're in your own personal reality.

In reality, you're locked in an abandoned home. You're watched and fed berries by the Ghost Type who has been watching you. It's not the first time ghost types have kidnapped.

The Mismagius seems happy when it sees you roam around, giggling and looking happy. Nothing can disturb your fantasies. Not even other Ghosts... unless they'd like to meet an irritated Mismagius.

However, soon the Pokemon notices you're not happy anymore. Time passes and you start to notice gaps in the illusion. You find out your reality is fake... very similar to the Truman Show.

They don't get it! Why is their human upset? They've given you everything!

Just when you think you can find your way back to reality, Mismagius places another odd hex. Your illusion must never end! You'll be... sad again.

But you're sad now too....

The Mismagius works harder now. They drown out your sceptical observations with more illusions. They keep you hallucinating... they keep you happy.

Even as years go by, where you've lost weight from only eating what the Pokemon gives you, your poor mind confused. Just what is reality? What was your life before this?

Was it even any good?

The Mismagius does their best to keep you oblivious. Nothing can go wrong! By now... you're completely theirs.

Why should you think of what's real or not anymore?

Aren't you happy here... with them... in your very own perfect life?

#yandere pokemon #yandere mismagius #overprotective pokemon #overprotective mismagius

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sykonakairu · 10 months

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All for you

Yandere S. SNAPE X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, Implied Violence, Implied Hexing, Obsession, Marauders era, Senior Severus, Not proofread.

wc:2.3k

Severus Snape falling in love with someone other than Lily? How absurd. Almost everyone knew how big of a crush he had on her, especially James Potter and his gang. This made him a target of their bullying, which he had to endure for her. Not even he himself knew he could fall in love with someone other than Lily. Yet he did. He fell in love with an angel (Name) (last name).

He was scared to love her. His crush on Lily was well known, and he felt guilty for being attracted to someone else, even though his feelings for Lily had changed. He tried denying it, but the more he tried, the harder it became to deny his true feelings. He loved her deeply, and she filled a gap that Snape never knew existed in him. She was everything he could ever want and more.

Severus remembered their first encounter crystal clear.

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“Snape!” James yelled at him as he walked by. Severus turned to him, squinting his eyes in confusion.

"What do you want?" He asked James, not in the mood to be bothered by Potter's silly antics.

“Just stopping by.” James smirked, looking down at Severus, who just wanted to have a peaceful reading under a tree.

Severus rolled his eyes, wanting to get back to his book. That's when he suddenly felt himself levitating in the air. His eyes widened in surprise, and he tried to push himself back down, but it was no use. James had been using his spellwork, and now Severus was floating in the air like a feather.

"Put me down!" He ordered fiercely, blushing from embarrassment.

James only laughed along with his friends as he stood below him with his wand outstretched, still pointing at Severus' pants. Severus made an attempt to cast a spell at him only for James to cast the Expelliarmus charm at him, causing the wand to fly out of his hand and landing on the ground. And then crowds of students started to gather around the scene, a mocking smile on each of their faces.

Severus was panicking now, uncertain what to do as he continued to hover in mid-air. He had no way of getting his wand back and was starting to feel powerless by how easily James had ensnared him in this prank.

“Put me down!” Pleaded Severus.

“What ya gonna do, Snivellus?” James laughed, receiving a nudge on his shoulder and a compliment.

“Now, who wants to see me oull down Snivellus’ trousers?” James spoke, receiving a chant of his name as his smirk widened. Severus, who was now starting to grow angry, glared fiercely at James. He had never felt so powerless and embarrassed in his life.

“Hey! Put him down!” They heard a voice from the back of the group, and everyone turned to see (Name) standing there with her arms crossed. She looked indignant as she glared at James, who was stunned at her sudden intervention.

She strode forward and stood in front of James, making sure he made eye contact with her. “You heard me! Put him down right now.”

“Aww…how cute.” James cooed. “Someone's standing up for Snivellus. Never knew you had a girlfriend.”

"I'm not his girlfriend," (Name) snapped. She turned to the crowd and addressed them all, “You know what? Bullying is wrong. You all should really be ashamed of yourselves for standing by and watching it happen.”

The crowd was taken aback; no one had ever stood up against James before, but here was (Name) defending a person none of them liked.

James, however, was unphased by (Name)'s rebuke and pushed her away. "Don't tell me what to do," he spat as he took a step towards her, flexing his muscles menacingly.

"I'm not scared of you," (Name) said, though her voice began to shake as fear took hold. James paused before letting out a cackle.

“How adorable-”

(Name) narrowed her eyes at him and pointed her wand at him, casting a transfiguration spell that turned him into a rat.

"That's better. It suits you, you know?" she said firmly, waving her wand again to send him out of the room. The other students stared in wide-eyed shock at (Name)'s display of power, and some stepped away in shock while others stared in awe. James scurried away in embarrassment along with the others as (Name) turned back towards Severus and put him down.

“You okay?” She asked Severus, who was staring at her with shock. Unhappy with silence, she noticed the crowd of students still staring at her.

“The show’s over! Get outta here!” She yelled at them. The students quickly rushed and left the area talking among themselves about what had just happened.

Once the area was cleared, (Name) turned back to Severus, who still had a look of shock on his face. She tried her best to look reassuring despite her own fears rising in her chest, “I’m not gonna hurt you.." she started.

“Are you o-”

“Why did you do that?” His question made her pause.

“Because I needed to?” She raised a brow at him. He sighed, his eyes trying to search her face for the truth. “It’s complicated” she muttered. “But hey, I hope you're fine.”

“You made me look like a fool.” Severus snarled at her, glaring her with anger and slight relief. You raised a brow at him.

“Excuse me? I saved you! At least you didn't get your underwear exposed!” She retorted, and it only made him angier. Severus stood up and loomed over her.

“I didn't need your help.” He snarled at her, and she huffed.

“Deny all you want, but I will always have saved you.” (Name) rolled her eyes before trudging away.

Oh, how he was grateful that their paths have crossed. With a deep breath, Severus collected himself before walking to where (Name) was. She was the complete definition of an angel. Kind, caring, and brave. On top of all that, he saw her like a goddess in his eyes. Something to be cherished and protected. He would and will gladly take care of her no matter what. Severus will do anything and everything to make her stay by his side.

Imagine his shock and surprise when he saw (Name) with another male student that was not him. He tried to control the strong emotions brewing inside him as he watched them laughing and chatting.

Severus felt his heart clenching and the anger boiling within him. It's irrational, he thought to himself, but it didn't stop how he felt any less real. He knew that nothing should matter but her happiness, yet here he was unable to contain his jealousy. As selfish as he may sound, all he wanted was to snatch her out of there and drag her along with him.

Eventually, the said student left. Severus watched him go with a dark glare before turning back to her. He seemed to be seconds away from voicing his thoughts when he was interrupted by her voice.

"Oh. Severus! There you are.” (Name) chirped before her voice was laced with slight worry. “Uh. Are you alright? You look…mad.”

At first, Severus didn't know what to say. He wanted nothing more than to ask who the blood hell she was talking with and why - but he didn't know how those words would be taken. Instead, he took a few steps closer and sat himself down next to her on the bench.

"Yes," he said finally, "I'm perfectly fine. It's nothing. I've been thinking about something and it made me stop for a moment."

She nodded her head in understanding, grateful for his honesty. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked softly.

Severus shook his head and said, "No, not really, but thank you for asking."

He could feel the tension between them. “Who was that?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Who's what?”

“You were talking to earlier.” He didn't mean for his voice to be snappy.

“Oh. That was Jaedin, we're partners in one of our subjects.” She said, her voice was gentle and understanding.

It only made him more jealous with a sense of slight relief. He didn't know why he felt this way, but he couldn't help it.

“What subject? And why.” He got a bit too interested now.

“Interested much?” (Name) giggled lightly, expecting at least a small smile from him only to be met with his usual stoic expression.

“It's a history project,” she said. “We're exploring the concept of nationalism and how it affects the modern world." She paused for a moment and looked deep into his eyes as if searching for something. "Is there something wrong? You seem distant today."

“How long are you partners for?” Severus kept pushing, ignoring her comment.

“Until we finish the project…” (Name) said slowly, starting to get frustrated. She was getting mixed signals and wasn’t sure what he wanted her to say. “What is this about?”

Severus tapped his textbook before clenching the spine in frustration before finally speaking again. “Nothing. Just looking out for you, I am your senior, after all.”

Severus Snape looking out for someone? That's new.

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She said only until they finished their project. So why were the two of them spending so much time together? Why was she spending so much time with that one boy? Severus was fuming every time he saw the two together. In the library, Walking down together in the hallways to class, and even at supper! He felt like he couldn't control his emotions any longer.

He can feel her slipping out of his reach…and into another man's hold. He couldn't let that happen. Severus had to do something. He had to make her stay with him. And that does not exclude such drastic measures.

He thought of the potion he was working on. A love potion, one that when taken by his beloved, she would only be able to feel and think of him. And only him. It was just a few steps away from being finished, and it could help him in his situation.

But then he stopped himself, no...he didn't want to use magic for this problem. Or…maybe he could. He looked down at his wand and smiled devilishly to himself. Anything to keep her safe with me.

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(Name) rushed to the hospital wing the moment the word got to her. She had heard that her partner was in trouble, and she'd come as quickly as she could. But when she saw him there, pale and barely breathing, a wave of heartache nearly swept her away.

She rushed to his side without hesitation and silently prayed for his life to be spared. She grabbed his hand firmly between both of hers and held it close to her chest.

“Jaedin…” She spoke softly, hopeful that he could hear her. “What happened…?”

Jaedin's eyes fluttered open, and he weakly squeezed her hand. “(Name),” he whispered hoarsely. “Help me…”

Tears began to stream down (Name)'s cheeks as she heard his plea.

“Be careful please…” He continued. “Please get away from Snape…He's a freak.”

You furrowed your brows. “What? What are you talking about?”

Jaedin gasped for breath and coughed. Before he could answer, Madam Pomfrey came close and told (Name) he had to rest. Looking back at him with furrowed brows, she bid him farewell and hoped his recovery would be fast.

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“You look down. What's wrong?” Severus asked (Name) as they both sat down beneath the shade of a tree. (Name) remembered Jaedin’s warning and cautiously explained the situation. “Jaedin's at the hospital wing…”

Severus had to restrain his smirk as he listened to her mumbling. Scooting closer and wrapping a friendly arm around her shoulder.

“He is injured severely. I'm worried about him.” (Name) said her voice meek.

"Ah, of course you are." Severus said softly, and (Name) couldn't help but bask into his body warmth.

“Is that all? I pressume not.”

“There was a boy in the hospital wing. He said something about how I should be careful around you… I don't know why he would say such a thing."

Severus stiffened as his face fell. He knew that little punk would snitch on him. He would, too, if he too got hexed by a senior. Severus slid his palm up and started to stroke her hair.

“I don't see why that's any different. They always say that about me.” Answered Severus. (Name) sighed and nodded timidly.

“I'm just worried for him.”

“But why?”

She looked at him surprised as he continued. “I was told that the two of you were only partners for a project. Nothing more.”

“Well I...” (Name) bit her lip nervously, searching for the right way to explain without giving away too much.

“I don't like it when you get too close to him.” He told her. “Whatever you may feel towards him - even if it's pity - he's bad news, Darling.”

(Name) felt herself blush at the nickname Severus gave her. She had never really noticed that he used it to show affection until now. “Severus, he isn't a bad person,” she said quietly. “He's just... misunderstood."

The man sitting beside her shook his head in disagreement. "I don't care if he's misunderstood or not,” He said firmly. “He's bad news, and I don't want you getting too close to him, understand?”

Looking into his eyes (Name) could see the intensity of his words. She didn't have the heart to disappoint him, but she knew that Severus needed help in order to make something good out of himself. Taking a deep breath, (Name) slowly nodded her head. “I'll keep it in mind.”

“Good girl…” Severus gave her a smile and pecked her forehead. (Name) is the only thing he has left, the very reason why he kept going. He'd be damned to let his precious be taken away from him.

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What are your thoughts on reverse isekai where Azul really appears out of nowhere in the reader's world/room? It'd be funny if he just loses his mind over it because how did he mess up with his chanting of his ancient spells that he ended up (miserably) there.

And the reader finds him very pitiful and offer a temporary stay for him. He accepted reluctantly.

Omg maybe twst isn't a game in your world, so you have no idea who this strange man is and why he's waving some cane around trying to cast a spell on you LOL. ^^;;; after all of the commotion is settled and Azul stops speaking in spells and hexes, none of which have any effect, the both of you hesitantly introduce yourselves. He's Azul Ashengrotto, a mage who hails from a place known as Twisted Wonderland. That sounds positively absurd, but then to Azul the idea of a world without any magic is just as foreign. How do you possibly live? It's so strange... More importantly, if magic is nonexistent here, does that mean he can't transform back to his original form? Is he stuck in his human form? Not that that's the most pressing worry; it's actually more of a relief.

Even so, despite your reluctant hospitality and willingness to let him stay (for now), he doesn't trust you. You're right to be wary of him as well. Neither of you know the other, and the fact that he just suddenly appeared in your room all because of, in his words, "an incorrect incantation" sounds very suspicious. But he proves to you he really is a mage by showing you the strange stone on the cane, explaining in great detail its purpose and importance. You don't really understand a lot of this, but it's such a detailed explanation. Surely he wouldn't make all of that up...

Azul's ultimate goal is to (hopefully) return home. This is something he sticks with for a while, always grousing over how inconvenient it is that he can't use magic to solve such complex problems (the "complex problems" being laundry duty or washing dishes. He's gotten rather comfortable and lazy in your presence, but he adamantly denies it when you bring it up. He reasons he can be this way because you hardly know him and his achievements or pitfalls, and he'll be leaving soon anyway. There's no point in getting too friendly, and if you're letting him freeload in your home... Why shouldn't he relax in a stressful situation? He can think with his brain later!) You annoy him with your incessant questions and constant disbelief and doubt, but then he also annoys you with his grandiose ego and lofty confidence. Azul cannot wait to get back to Twisted Wonderland. This world isn't so different from his own, but it's without magic and as someone who depends on magic to do specific tasks that require magical aid... It makes his life so very difficult.

But then he actually befriends you. Suddenly, he's something of a roommate, albeit a roommate who's quite the demanding nuisance. Azul thought a magic-less world was the worst of his problems, but now he's actually getting attached to you. To you, someone he couldn't stand initially! Now, rather than being curt and distant, he sits beside you on the sofa to binge movies and shows and the two of you fall asleep together. Now he's helping you in the kitchen rather than bickering over who should cook and how "if you knew how to cast a simple spell, this would be so much easier!" Now he's learning that he's relied too much on his magical prowess. And now, unfortunately, he's not so sure he even wants to go home (if that's an option anymore).

Azul would be much more at ease to keep this relationship strictly business: you provide him with shelter and food while he works to solve this situation. In fact, he thinks he'd be better off hating you and acting annoyed because that helps him feel less attached. But he can't ignore the mounting enjoyment he feels when he's with you. This is the most fun he's had in a long time, and he likes your company. He likes cleaning the house with you, going shopping and grousing over budgets together, exploring the city you live in and seeing what it has to offer, getting to know you on a personal level... He thinks he may have gone insane because he catches himself telling you things he'd never want anyone back at NRC to know. He talks so openly about his aspirations and hopes because he's grown to trust you. He knows you're a safe friend, and it's been so long since he's had this kind of security in a friendship. And you genuinely support him! You tell him you know he can turn Mostro Lounge into a franchise, and your cheers for his success are so authentic and supportive. (And of course he can do that and more! He's Azul Ashengrotto, after all!)

Maybe, if he does find a way home, he can take you with him and show you part of his world. Wouldn't that be so wonderful?

#twisted chit chat #i love him <3 he's so cute omg #imagine he falls back on his usual habits so when the two of you are at each other's throats he's like 'jade. floyd. deal with this mess'#but they're not there and now rather than being angry you're howling with laughter and azul is mortified T_T

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