𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 | ❝ in a fight they're malicious, around each other, they melt.❞ ━━━ in which evelyn shelby falls for the questionable alfie solomons [Alfie Solomons x oc] Set season 3 era - onwards ©sinfulserpents

Just a bunch of Alfie Solomons x reader fics and shit

𝐴 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ, 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒: 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 She, a fugitive with a dark past who found herself in the clutches of a world as enchanting as it's dangerous. He, a double spy, a man as complex as the magic that surrounds him. A Master of Potions and of Dark Arts, and a prisoner of his own past. In the dimly-lit dungeons of Hogwarts, where shadows dance & secrets whisper, stands a man charged with taming the beast hiding within her. His orders, clear. His path, one of no return. And she's the final key to it all. In a world where betrayal & sacrifice twist and turn, a dark tale of deception and desire unfolds under the looming clouds of the wizarding war. The line between friend and foe blurs as a choice must be made. One that will mean the difference between life and death, as the simmering cauldron of forbidden love with its shimmering fumes bewitches the minds, ensnares the senses, teaching them how to bottle pain, brew longing, and even how to put a stopper in death. But in the darkest of times, if anything is possible, then everything is at stake. ✨Word count: 226,854✨ ❗Tags/TWs:❗ Slow Burn, Angst, Age Difference, Hurt/Comfort, Violence, Blood, Death, Past Abuse, Dark, Dark Past, Past Violence, Gentle for SO, Sexual Content, Explicit Sexual Content, Possessive/Protective SO

Severus stood a few paces before her. His eyes were on the ruined cauldron. "Tell me," his voice shook, and tears formed in his eyes, "why do you wear flowers in your hair?" He kept looking to his cauldron. "I don't understand." "How does such a simple ritual bring you happiness? Why are you always---" he stepped closer to her, "so---" by her elbows, he gently held her to him, "---happy?" A droplet escaped from his eye, splashing on the floor between them. He gazed his vulnerability into her eyes, his dark tresses brushing his chin. "Tell me, do you believe in shifting reality?" Severus's hooked nose brushed against hers. He repeated his response from last year. "I do not believe in miracles." ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯○○◯○○⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ, & ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ. Tʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ғɪɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. Note: 1. Eventual smut, as this is a slowburn story. 2. Plot-heavy (mysteries, life with friends, easter eggs). 3. You can also find this on ao3 (same username). #1 shiftingreality ~ 11/22/2021 #1 sev ~ 1/24/2022 #1 realityshifting ~ 4/5/2022 #1 desiredreality ~ 4/24/2022 #1 shifting ~ 4/30/2022 #1 quantumjumping ~ 5/2/2022

You moved into Virginia to help out with your cousin's business. And surprisingly your feeling of safety came in to your life in the form of Forrest Bondurant.

Leo cannot believe he has been placed on this assignment. Veronika Semenov is stubborn, mouthy and a know-it-all. She might be pretty but he can't wait to get her back to Moscow and rid himself of her. Funny how she is thinking the same exact thing about him. Due to an unexpected event they find themselves in a Cabin for the night. It is winter in Russia, not exactly a place one can keep warm, alone. Leo gets cocky and tests the waters with Miss Semenov.

When you're living in the midst of silent peril, Leo Demidov was your comfort.

Breakfast with Alfie Solomons one morning leads you to a great Realization.

After a long day of hard work, you were greeted by the one man you were dying to see.