#stillsails

[ircnwrought-a]

MORNING AFTER

“  keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed.  ” (a lil something something for sybil love lucius) // @stillsails

__________✧      HER MOUTH CLAIMS HIS ONCE MORE, THE THIN SILK OF HER NIGHTDRESS PRACTICALLY SEE THROUGH IN THE MORNING LIGHT. a teasing smile is her response as she lifts to her toes to run a trail of kisses along his jaw line until she reaches his ear. ❛  && what if i told you ...  ❜ words are a whisper against skin, her unbound hair shifting over a delicate shoulder as she leans closer. ❛  that the family has gone ahead to london for the weekend, but i have suddenly fallen ill with hay fever && could not join them on the trip i was so looking forward to.  ❜ coming back down to rest on the floor, bringing her crystal blue gaze to his, letting the smile curve her rosebud lips upward. ❛  && that i told anna she simply must go becase mary && edith would need her more than i.  ❜ her face is light with mischief as she takes his hand to her chest so he can feel the thundering heart beneath warm skin. ❛  dr. clarkson won't be by until long after lunch. it seems you && i have an empty house && a completely free morning.  ❜

[stillsparklearc]

@stillsails said ❝ where do you think you’re going ? ❞

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄. it wasn't unusual for elizabeth to be the last to leave the classroom , but it was unusual for him to stop her. the only time he ever did that is if she was leaving early from working on her own projects. turning on her heal to face him , brows raised in confusion. ❝ herbology . . . ❞ the end of the word trails off. ❝ should i not be ? ❞

[antiquatedmagic]

“i wanna meet her. i’m her dad.” (aesop heehehehhehe)

@stillsails

she feels like the earth around her is spinning so fast that it may fly off its axis. she had never meant to this to happen, she had never meant to keep her (no, T H E I R ) child away from him, but at the time it seemed like she had no other choice. lips are pressed into a tight line, eyes never looking at him and instead focusing on the beautiful baby in the carriage. merlin, she looked just like him, didn't she? "...okay."

[malfaith]

@stillsails / gets a veela!AU for aesop

Goyle was always an idiot. Lucius was helping him, telling him what to do when, but the second he turned his back the draught was spilled. It's Lucius's mistake, in at least half, because he was stupid enough to sit next to him and then not pay enough attention to what he was doing. When Goyle fails his O.W.L.s, Lucius will be able to take this class alone.

He comes to in an empty potions classroom with his arms still burning from the botched Sleeping Draught. He shakes them out, a too-familiar sensation against his fingers. Lucius's eyes snap open to see feathers, talons - his wings thrash, trapped in his school robes. In an instant, the feathers fade and his white-gold hair returns, Lucius rolling over in a panic to see the Hogwarts Potions Master.

No. No, no, no -

This is a secret that cannot be told.

"Bloody hell," Lucius says, hands still shaking, "I tried to tell Goyle it was a bad idea to add the kelpie hair, let alone so much of it . . ." The first thing he can think of that would cause strange transformations. "What an oaf."

[tw0heads]

@stillsails . 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 : “ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “ (to anne from aesop)

it's always hard to keep her hands off of aesop whenever he was near. though she's behaved today, acted prim and proper and never done more than steal a few glances his way. she thinks that part of why his attention is so keenly on her now is reward for how much she's held back throughout the day, for she figures it had not gone unnoticed.

aesop is so big compared to her, she lays beneath him - as bare as the day she was born, hands placed on his shoulders and nails digging into his skin. he's making good work of her, fingers stretching her open while his palm rubs against her clit - the other hand pressed against her lower stomach. she's bucking her hips against his hold, almost crying with how hard she's been trying to hold back for him, wait until he's told her that she can release. she feels so light - every press of his fingers into that sensitive spot buried deep within her making tip just that much closer to tumbling over the edge. but he can see her struggle, she digs her heels into the mattress beneath her, dragging her nails down the front of his chest and grabbing onto the chesthair she finds.

❛ … please, ❜ she sounds so pathetic, her voice unrecognizable to herself. it seems, though, that aesop understands what she needs -- for not a moment later does he speak. i want you to cum for me. ❛ oh, shit --- ❜ whatever tension was held within her is released onto his hand, the overwhelming sensation of pure bliss gives way and she now trembles in his old. she can feel the wetness coating her legs, his hand -- and when she falls back, the wet spot on the bed beneath her. ❛ … fuuck.. ❜ it's whined out, the death grip she has on his chest loosens and she brings her hands down to rest atop of his, still pressing down on her stomach.

[oldmaqic]

@stillsails said: how often does hina actually wear underwear?

not often and she’s hoping grace finds this out soon ❤️

[decrsum]

' come on. make this easy for me ' (from my oc grace)

:: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ! ﹝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 ﹞ | @stillsails

    ❝ Where is the fun in that? ❞ Cocky and a little overconfident. But with his wand raised in a Crossed Wands duel, he found that he has got far more stamina than previously anticipated. He and Grace have been going at it for several minutes now, letting the on-looking students watch and stare, wondering who surrenders first. Just as well he had discarded his robe earlier, it would have only gotten in the way, and made him sweatier than he'd like.

    Expelliarmus. Protego. Incendio. Protego. It began to feel like an endless loop of the same spells. And in truth, today he wasn't quite in the mood to get in trouble for destroying school property or getting a student a bed in the infirmary.

    ❝ Come on, love. Surely Hufflepuffs have got more fire than this? ❞ Taunting and teasing. It's what he loved to do. Mattheo would not be himself if he could annoy someone a little more, just to see how far they would go to get back at him. — But all in good fun. They both volunteered to this duel for the sole purpose of improving themselves. He hardly knows the girl. And perhaps that will change when he wins this battle.

[tw0heads]

@stillsails . somewhere in the memes : “this is the feeling i have been searching for my entire life, for as long as i could remember.” (to anne love aesop)

most of her days were filled with quiet, intimate moments such as these. her hand reaches out to find his, pulling it close and holding it to her chest. gaze never leaving his, and filled with admiration. honestly, she'd never thought that she was made for something like this. something intimate, close, comfortable -- and someone so kind. most of her life she believed herself cut from a different cloth, unworthy of being loved like this.

aesop came into her life and turned that around for her. all he's ever done was shown her compassion, never truly shown himself to be a selfish man, unlike some others in her life. she was thankful that she found him, unsure what she would've done without.

anne pulls his hand up to place it on the side of her face, holding it there with a warm smile on her face. ❛ i never thought i'd find anything close to this. ❜ in her mind, she believed that she'd die alone once sebastian and solomon had torn each other apart. but she was still here, and she has him to thank for that. ❛ .. i love you so, so much, aesop. i'm glad i can bring you some happiness. ❜