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jasmines-library · 1 month

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hi love! idk if you are interested or not but i had an idea of reader being friends with lilly and severus but also with the marauders untill the oh so fateful day were sev ruined his friendship with lilly and reader. i love the idea of lilly ending up in james's arms and reader in sirius's (they are my boys sorry sev🤭)

thank you and again, only if you want! have a wonderful day lovely!

Only Human

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Warnings: Slurs (mudblood), swearing bullying kinda, negativity but fluffy ending

Word Count: 1.7k

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Severus Snape was resting against a tree when it happened. The castle sat opposite him, just a short way across the clear water. The small ripples created by the creatures in the lake and the summer breeze often distracted him from the book that he rested between his knees and his chest as he tucked them up closely. It was this exact reason that he hadn't noticed the band of robe-clad gryffindors trudging up the slope toward him. James Potter led the group, he wore his signature charismatic grin; a smirk that twinged the corner of his lip upwards and made his nose scrunch beneath his glasses, and he had his wand held loosely in his hand. He twisted the delicate tool between his fingers as you would a drumstick. Sauntering over to Severus, he chuckled at his friends, nudging them playfully with his shoulder.

“Snape!” He jested, calling out to him.

His head snapped up, but he kept his back planted firmly against the tree as the group of marauders ran up to him. He squeezed his eyes shut, just hoping that they would turn and leave. But they were bored and Severus, who had been particularly troublesome toward them, had caught their eyes. Severus inched himself up against the tree so that he rose to his feet and began to turn back in the direction of the castle.

James frowned, a look of mock pity set on his face. “Leaving already, Snivellus?”

Snape reached for his wand, but kept his back to them. “Fuck off, Potter. I don’t want trouble.”

“Don’t you know it’s rude to turn your back to someone when they’re talking to you, Snape.” Sirius asked him.

Severus whipped around quickly, his wand poised to cast a spell at them but James beat him to it; with one flick of his hand Snape's wand went flying across the river bank. He paled, the four Marauders stepping closer to him.

“Nice one, James.” Sirius cheered.

The dark haired boy backed up slowly, setting his gaze. The four of them were edging closer, threatening him with their wands when you spotted them. You had just finished class and were heading over to the lake with Lily, arm in arm. The two of you were over there in seconds when you saw your friends threatening each other. Much to your boyfriend's dismay, you and Severus had been friends from the beginning of the first year. You met him on the train; a shy boy with long hair who didn’t quite seem certain of the world. Lily bonded with him quickly, and you followed soon after. It wasn’t long after that that you met Sirius Black. Charming, brave, daring; he was the complete opposite to Snape, but you supposed that was what drew you to him so much. It was their clash in personalities that made the two clash. It seemed as though they were always doing something to wind up the other.

This time it had gone too far. You were unsure of what Sev had done to wind up the Marauders so much, but you and Lily were skidding to a stop beside them in a heartbeat.

James caught a glimpse of Lily’s fiery hair out of the corner of his eye. “Lilyflower-”

“Leave him alone, James.” It wasn’t quite a demand, Lily never had that sort of aggressiveness in her, but her voice was firm. She didn’t want her friend to get hurt.

“Ah, Evans, Don’t make me hex you.” James sighed, a playful twinge on his tongue.

“I’m serious.” Lily repeated when James refused to lower his wand, letting it loll around between his fingers.

“No,” Sirius smirked. “I am.”

You gave him a hard stare through narrow eyes, and his smirk dropped. “Siri. Please.”

The boy nodded, nudging his friend who promptly pocketed his wand. Severus seemed taken back, his steps faltering. He glanced gratefully in your direction, though his anger and embarrassment were unmistakable in his eyes.

“You’re lucky that they were here to help you, Snape.”

“I don’t need help from filthy mudbloods.”

You had expected many things from Severus, but those words were not one of them. He spat them with venom; malice intending to bite deep. And bite deep it did.

You froze, eyes glassing over with tears. Serverus Snape had made an incredibly low blow; as a muggleborn, it was safe to say that it took some time to come to terms with your letter to Hogwarts. You were excited, of course but your parents were far from keen. Lily experienced the same thing with her sister too. Things didn’t get much better when you arrived at Hogwarts either. Some saw you as ‘impure’. Unworthy. Sev knew this and he had chosen to use it against you. Perhaps it was in a moment of spite, perhaps he hadn’t meant to say it at all. But all that mattered in that moment was that Severus Snape was just like the rest of them.

You could see Sirius glance your way out of the corner of your eye, but when he took a step toward you you backed away.

“Fuck you, Snape.” You spat back at him, trying to hide the waver in your voice.

“You should watch your mouth, Snivellus.” Lily glared at him before turning on her heel and making her way promptly back to the castle before anyone else could say a word.

You were left standing between the two groups, both slightly shell shocked, in silence.

Sirius, now full of guilt, opened his mouth to talk, but you pursued Lily before he could even form the first syllable.

The tears came flooding in quickly after that.

Sirius hadn’t seen you for the rest of the day. and that was partly because you refused to come out of the girls bathroom. He had even tried to get Moaning Myrtle to coax you out to talk to him, but still you refused to show your face as you curled up on the bathroom tile. It made his stomach churn.

His pit of guilt dug itself deeper as he sat in class. Sirius’ leg bounced restlessly during potions and there was just as much ink on the page at the start of the lesson as there was at the end. The detention he was also given didn’t help ease his thoughts. His mind wandered to the worse case scenarios. It was his fault for provoking Snape… What if you never wanted to talk to him again? He was up in an instant when the fateful day came to an end and he could return to the common room. He dragged his feet up to the portrait and muttered the words to open it. Every part of him itched to see your face mingling amongst the crowd.

At first, he didn’t see you. But he managed to make out the crown of your head resting against an armchair tucked away in the corner by the fire. His face softened when he saw the tear tracks staining your face where you had failed to wipe them away properly.

You had spent practically the last two hours crying. Everytime the flood stopped, it seemed to start up again. Severus was supposed to be your friend and he had discarded you just like that. The back of your eyes stung, glassy beads threatening to spill again. When you finally braved it enough to make it back to the common room, you couldn’t bear to go up to your room. You hardly spent any time there anyway because you spent much of it lounging around in Sirius’ bed with the other marauders…and you were angry and Sirius.

No… perhaps angry was too strong a word. Hurt. Hurt by his actions and his and James’ thoughtlessness. Being up in your room would have just reminded you of that. So instead you settled down with a book by the fire trying to distract yourself and let the world move around you.

It didn’t take Sirius very long to reach you. He crossed the common room in a few wide strides.

“Love?” Siri asked hesitantly.

You peeked up at him meekly. Your eyes were red raw and puffy, it made the boy frown. Sniffing, you wiped your eyes with the hem of your sleeve. “Oh.. hi Siri.” you mumbled, not quite meeting his eyes.

“Oh Lovey. I’m so sorry.” He melted, sliding onto the arm of the chair beside you.

“ ‘ts okay. It’s not your fault…”

Sirius scowled. You were far too kind for your own good. He knew exactly what you had been through and made him sick just thinking that you weren’t allowing anyone to take the blame for it. “But it is, Dove. I shouldn’t have provoked him. If I had stopped James and just kept my mouth shut then you wouldn’t have had to come over in the first place.”

A tear spilled from your eyes and all of a sudden you broke all over again. “He was supposed to be my friend, Pads.” You blubbered, voice wavering. “He’s just like the rest of them…”

Sirius took your hands in his, pressing a kiss to them. “You didn’t deserve any of this, my love. I am so, so sorry.”

“Maybe they’re right….” You trailed off. “Maybe I am worthless. If Sev thinks so too then-”

“Shh.” Sirius pressed another kiss to your temple as he scooped you up into his arms. Burying your face into his chest you continued to cry. He trailed his fingers over your back. “You’ve never been more wrong in your life, Lovey. You are worth so much more than that. You’re kind, brave and not to mention the most beautiful girl in the world. You’re worth everything to me. Who gives a crap what they think?”

You sniffled, unsure.

“I mean it.”

You looked up at him, wiping away your tears; a ghost of a smile on your lips.

“I love you.” Siri whispered, kissing you softly.

“I love you too.” You settled your head against his chest, shifting to curl against him.

It was there that James and Lily found you later, entwined with each other and sleeping peacefully. Safe within each other's arms.

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walalppper · 3 months

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Jealous! Silvio Ricci x Reader Warnings: 18+ Slightly suggestive, jealousy and violent themes.

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Silvio Ricci wasn’t a jealous man, at least not before he met (Y/n), now every man he saw near her was a potential threat to him. He always thought he was very good at pretending not to be jealous, but anyone in plain sight could sense he was fuming inside, especially Gilbert. Sitting across the comfortable couch, he looked over at the gigantic windows, and there she was, carefully showing Prince Keith the variety of flora that the Rhodolite Garden had to offer. Watching (Y/n) talking with Gumskull made him agitated. Gilbert smirked, putting down his cup of tea on the table, he knew exactly what to say to sting the white-haired male that sat across him. “She seems to be enjoying herself-” That was enough to make Silvio get up from his seat. “Oh, I bet she fucking is!” Silvio scoffed, quickly heading outside.

“You’re so easy to piss off…” Gilbert whispered, completely amused by the mess he created.

Feeling an unsettling aura behind her, (Y/n) turned around only to meet with the familiar ocean-blue eyes she loved. But this time they were different, his eyes glared with resentment towards her and the Prince in front of her. “What y’all talking about?” he suspiciously asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, and pulling her towards him. Receiving a warming smile from Prince Keith he tried to explain. “Oh, (Y/n) was showing me the diversity-” “Boring, c’mon…” Silvio answered, dragging his lover along with him, leaving behind Prince Keith confused. “Silvio-” (Y/n) tried to protest. “We’re leaving” He firmly answered.

Forcing her into his room he slammed the door shut behind him. “You don’t think I’m this fucking dumb, do you?” He asks her, trapping her between his arms against the beige wall.

“What?!” furrowing her eyebrow (Y/n) asked, completely confused about the whole situation. Thinking about what could have caused him to be acting this way, she finally understood. “You’re not seriously jealous of Prince Keith are you?”

His eyebrow twisted and he chuckled darkly. Feeling one of his hands raise her chin, he spoke again. “I’m not jealous, I just don’t like you keeping from me.” “I was just showing him the variety of roses-” She tried to reason with her lover.

“You never did that with me.”

“Because you hate roses!”

There was an almost awkward silence in the room as he ran out of arguments to use against her. “I saw how you looked at him!” He accused once again. “You wanted him to fuck you, right there in front of-” His sentence was cut off by a sudden slap against the skin of his left cheek, leaving a red mark across his gorgeous face.

“You’re acting like a fucking asshole!” She shouted back at him. Silvio’s frustration boils over as he grabs her wrist forcefully. Looking at each other’s eyes, the tension between them was going beyond their limits.

“Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to…” He smirked, placing one of his hands on her lower back, pulling her body closer to his. The air thickened with desire as his lips met with hers, she tried to resist his urgers, but she couldn’t. Whatever heated argument they were having was already vanishing in her mind as their lips danced together. The tension of their disagreement quickly transformed into lust, and time seemed to stand still as they lost their selves in the heat of the moment.

Pulling apart to give her some time to breathe, he wasted no time covering her neck with marks. He bit, sucked, and kissed her the most sensitive areas of her neck, that only he knew about, leaving her a total mess in his arms. “S-Silvio, stop- ahh~” He smirked to himself, deep down he knew that power he had over (Y/n), he loved it so much it turned him on.

Melting into his arms, Silvio knew exactly what she wanted. Wrapping both her legs around him, he lifted her, bringing her to the bed where he gently laid her on, placing himself on top of her.

“This is a punishment, why do you seem to be enjoying it that much?” He mocked while caressing her inner thighs, noticing her aroused features. Adverting her timid gaze from his, he forced her head to look his way. “Answer me…” he whispered against her lips. “I-I need you…” (Y/n) whispered sweetly against him. Chuckling darkly, he stared at her bare neck. “You’re gonna have to do better than that…” he murmured, burying his head deeper into the curve of her neck.

“Beg.”

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Hey, hope you enjoyed :p

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writing-with-chaos · 2 years

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Hello, hello, friends! Welcome to my Writeblr! =D I’m not new here, but I figured I’d better finally make a proper Writeblr intro so people actually know I exist ^^; Without further ado, let’s get into it!

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✧Name: Annastasia (Anna for short is also fine! ^^)

✧Age: 28

✧Pronouns: She/Her

✧Identifies As: A disabled mixed-race Black woman, badass witch, cripplepunk anti-capitalist, and a cutie in a wheelchair ;p

✧Primary Genres: Creative Nonfiction, YA Fiction (Sci-fi mostly!), Poetry, and Fanfiction

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✧As I’ve had this blog a few years now, it turns out that I post/RB a lot of writeblr positivity and humorous writer content! Inbetween that, I also post craft advice, prompts, moodboards, and eventually I’ll be posting a lot more about Stuff I’ve Learned About the Publishing Industry So You Don’t Have To as I navigate my way through my own publishing journey!

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After saving the world from an alien race called Chaos Powers, a paranoid culture and a deep savior complex allowed government organization, Panacea, to run the world without opposition. Ariana Salem and the rest of the Unseen live their lives pretending to be normal, knowing that if anyone ever discovered their secret—that the Chaos Powers never died, and instead were using them as human hosts—Panacea would never let them live. It was only a matter of time before someone blew their cover, and when one of their own is captured, Ariana declares war.

A year later, the Unseen are labeled terrorists, and the battle has no end in sight. When strange storms begin popping up around the world, it’s revealed one of Panacea’s prisoners has escaped. Now, Ariana has a choice: Follow the lead and continue the battle despite the debilitating trauma it causes her, or sacrifice their freedom before she completely loses herself.

(You can read Cynical Chaos on ao3! I post new chapters every Saturday ^_^)

(Read the full WIP Intro here!)

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"The Charas" are a clique of three best friends, MC, Y/N, and OC--real names redacted--who live their lives manipulating and scheming their way through life, with great success. The epitome of "Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss", MC is the leader, wild child, and most importantly, a very successful business lawyer who can provide the funds (and the sweet talk) to get them out of anything, OC is a Belle-Delphine-like Kawaii Streamer/Cosplay Model/Sugar Baby with a seemingly endless amount of simps to do her bidding, and Y/N is the goth girl Intel with a violent temper who can hack her way into anything, either by computer...or with a crow bar. When MC learns of the human exchange student program at RAD, they see it as the perfect opportunity to pull off the ultimate scam: seducing the demon rulers of hell and taking the throne.

However...there might be more complications to this love game than any of The Charas bargained for.

(If you simp for the Obey Me boys--or just demon boys in general--you can read Love Is A Liar’s Game on ao3 OR over here on my main blog!)

(Full WIP intro coming soon!)

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