little jony

There were a lot of things I wanted to do this spooky season, but in the end I lacked the time and motivation to do any of them 😅

Kinktober 2025 | Free choice | Pre-care | AO3: eng / rus

“I missed you,” he says, gently kissing Sebastian just below the ear, his lips brushing the skin ever so lightly.

He pulls back. Maintains an unreadable expression. Raises an eyebrow.

“And by the way, Mr. Sallow-Gaunt, after any business trip you’re required to undergo a thorough examination.”

“Thorough, you say, Mr. Sallow-Gaunt?” Sebastian chuckles softly — Ominis hears it in his voice, and, just like through all the years they’ve lived together, it still stirs that same feeling of love in him.

Just like everything else about Sebastian, no matter how many difficult or heated moments they’ve been through, or how often they’ve argued.

“Very thorough,” Ominis practically mirrors his smile, reaching with his free hand to pull Sebastian’s cloak back.

And Sebastian gives in.

#AUtober2025 day 21: Victorian Goth AU

Thank you @howlborne-art for the prompt list <3

"I've forgiven you, and I'll always love you." 🥹

The inspiration came from @littlejony ’s artwork! I was deeply moved by her composition!

It feels like something that was always meant to happen. Thank you for believing in them, they truly deserve happiness. I cried, but from joy. Their smiles make me smile too 🥹

Hogtober Week 02: Books

Kinktober 2025. Day 5. Waxplay | Full AO3 text

It’s about the little things — the things you do as a child simply because you do them. Because curiosity nudges you forward, while fear and caution only come later, after each experiment. At first, though — when the unknown still pulls at you, calling you closer with its strange, magnetic charm — you can’t help yourself. You have to touch. To feel.

You feel it, don’t you?

That prickle on your skin, the fine hairs rising at the back of your neck, just below, on your nape. The dry lips you have to wet. The gaze — fixed, entranced — on whatever draws you in so mercilessly.

For Sebastian, it was always like that with anything new, anything unknown. His mouth would go dry, his eyes narrowing with that curious, hungry glint as his mind spun with ideas, imagining — how would it be, what would it feel like, what would it do to him.

But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

First, there was fire.

🦇It’s the most wonderful time of the year 🍂