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akechiguro · 1 year

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how hogwarts legacy boys would react to meeting your parents 💗

headcanons / imagines

Synopsis | various of Hogwarts Legacy’s boys reactions and scenarios to meeting your parents for the first time.

Included | sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, garreth weasley, amit thakkar.

Word Count | 1217.

Content Warnings | gender neutral reader.

Author’s Note | please let me know if you would be interested in a female version <3

sebastian sallow:

“Hello! I’m Sebastian Sallow. I’m sure you’ve heard of me?”

-he’s very respectful and makes a point to show up with some sort of gift. he believes flowers are too impersonal, so he makes a point to get something that feels more homey than flowers that will inevitably die.

-he brags a LOT, not obnoxiously, but to prove to your parents that you’re in good hands. your father is very proud that you’re dating Hogwarts’ best duelist and your mother is very impressed that, despite being from Feldcroft, he’s a very polite boy.

-he offers to help with cooking dinner. solomon usually cooked for him and anne, but after she was cursed, he helped as much as he could— meeting your parents is no different. if all worked out, these would hopefully be his parents by law in the future, he needs to show them that he’s capable of more than dueling and adventuring.

-if you have little siblings, he’s very kind to them, even playful. after helping with dinner, he offered to watch the little ones, despite not being…amazing with kids. he showed them Levioso and Revelio as long as they promised not to tell anyone, and continued to answer any questions they had about magic; granted, with a bit of an exaggeration.

-after dinner, he bid farewell to them and brought you out of the house for a bit of late-night fun. an adventure was due after such a big event, even if it got his nicest suit dirty.

“Your parents are lovely! It’s no wonder you turned out to be such a gem.”

ominis gaunt:

“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. [L/N]. I’m Ominis Gaunt of House Gaunt. It’s lovely to meet you.”

-contrary to Sebastian’s beliefs, he insisted on bringing a magnificent bouquet of flowers. his parents have money and he’s fully making the most of it. the flowers he chose consist of daffodils, yellow roses, sunflowers, and yellow tulips. all to symbolize the new, positive relationship between him and your parents.

-he keeps his conversation respectful and professional. he doesn’t ask anything too personal of your parents and tends to deflect any questions regarding his family. they’re apprehensive due to the rumors of the dark arts they use, but his silver tongue eases their worry.

-though his disability prevents him from being able to help with anything around the house, he still entertains any requests your parents make— within reason. if whoever is cooking needs an ingredient they forgot, he’ll grab it for them. same with any tools or miscellaneous items they may need.

-he’s very awkward around little siblings. they’re too high energy for him, but he still makes an effort to keep them entertained. his near-sentient wand fascinates them, so he plays it up like there is a wizard trapped in his wand and he’s just keeping him hostage for his own service. he also tells them about the mermaids outside the Slytherin common room, in the event any of them get sorted into it. they find this all very, very entertaining.

-his parents are so sad to see him go, and make a point to tell you how lucky you are to have him after you leave, saying that inheritance money is going to be life-changing. you roll your eyes at this and leave to hang out with ominis before he officially has to go home. he says he loves your parents, and that you won’t love his; but he’s enjoying the moment while it lasts.

“I adore your parents. I’m looking forward to what the future may hold for us.”

garreth weasley:

“Hey, I’m Garreth! Garreth Weasley? Have they talked about me at all?”

-he brought sparkling cider for dinner after you convinced him not to bring a potion of his own concoction. he explained to you that the potion was supposed to make any food item taste better than anything you’ve ever eaten in your life, but after he said he’d never tested it, you concluded it was a bad first impression present.

-your parents fell in love with him immediately. they’re obsessed with his charisma and his overall energy and listen very attentively to his tales of potionmaking. they do worry about your safety, especially after hearing about how many of his potions end in disasters, but he assures them it’s nothing to worry about and he would never do anything to harm you.

-he’s actually very bad at cooking! he tried his hardest to help whoever is cooking with dinner, claiming he knew a “probable shortcut” (his words), and almost burned your house down. he lost favorability with your parents but made up for it by covering the cost of buying dinner from a local market…his aunt Matilda was not happy about this.

-this boy is a wizard with kids. your little siblings are naturally drawn to him and he’s excellent with them. he has a whole bag of tricks and treats to entertain them with if his already childlike personality isn’t enough. your siblings argue with you about sitting next to him at dinner because they like him so much.

-your parents invited him back home as soon as he left. your little siblings cried and begged him to stay. he came back after 10 minutes because he forgot his wallet. all is well.

amit thakkar:

“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. [L/N]! I am Amit Thakkar. I have heard so much about you!”

-like Ominis, he also brought flowers, but rather than fully putting thought into the bouquet, he brought stargazer lilies as an immediate icebreaker; “I’ve brought you stargazer lillies because my favorite hobby is stargazing!” your parents love his dorky charm right off the bat.

-though his initial conversations with your parents are very awkward, he doesn’t say anything to make himself look bad. your parents were mostly interested in his story of how you met and asked to see the famed telescope that brought you two together. they’re entranced with the thought of him being fluent in gobbledegook, and since neither of your parents have had an authentic encounter with the language, they’re very impressed.

-he cooked beforehand and brought a side dish, Scottish Rumbledethumps. he was so nervous to make a good first impression that he didn’t want to overcrowd your kitchen while cooking that he went ahead and made his own. your parents, once again, fell in love. your mother told you that this boy is a keeper immediately after he revealed he brought food.

-your little siblings do not like him. he’s far too awkward to do anything that will make them like him and they’re far too ruthless to even try and get along with him. putting them in a room together led to a couple minutes of excruciating silence followed by panicked screaming from your boyfriend and the distinct sound of war-cries from your siblings. you had to go in there and save him– though, some relationship between them was salvaged when he started to point out constellations.

-of the boys, your parents love him the best. he’s very respectful and very smart, and absolutely adorable, ultimately just the perfect boyfriend. before you left to finish the date with a bit of stargazing, they joked that if you didn’t marry him, one of them would.

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meaeris · 1 year

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the way we were robbed of the best romantic angst

#if i don't get a romance dlc I'll riot #me taking the crucio for my bf #hogwarts legacy spoilers #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow fanart #mea's art

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wrinkledparchment · 1 year

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nothing to forgive | sebastian sallow

BRIEF DISCLAIMER: THIS AUTHOR DOES NOT SUPPORT OR TOLERATE TRANSPHOBIA OR DISCRIMINATION OF ANY KIND

Summary: Sebastian made his choice to attempt to cast the killing curse on Rookwood, and you made your choice to cast expelliarmus on him to prevent him from being stuck with the guilt of it forever. As the battle continues, you find that Sebastian is a force to be reckoned with, but you could never hurt him, and you will always forgive him.

Word Count: 2,952 words

Author’s Note: You’ve made your choice!! I hope you enjoy this path, but of course, you can always go and read the other choice if you enjoyed this one <3 It was so fun working on this one and I can’t wait to see your reactions!

Content Warnings: MASSIVE SPOILERS I MEAN IT, meant for reading after game completion -- very much angst, death, violence, small amounts of fluff, graphic depictions of magical violence, etc.

DO NOT CONTINUE UNTIL HAVING READ THE FIRST PART.

For only a second, you let your guard down just because you needed to take just a few glances at Sebastian, just to make sure he was okay. You needed him to be safe. You stared at him, pit in your stomach growing when you saw just how angry he was. There was nothing in his eyes besides it--no determination, no intent, no regret, and you could only stand for just a few seconds, watching.

There was a quick blast cast in your direction, briefly catching your clothing on fire, stinging only a little. You’d been hit in battle many times before, and for Rookwood’s standards, it was puny. But it was the first time you’d been hit in this battle, and it made Sebastian furious. Nobody was allowed to hurt you, and he swore to himself that the minute someone did, he would act to protect you no matter the consequences.

You glanced over, already being able to tell what he was about to do. The fury boiled inside him, and he planted his feet in the ground, stabilizing himself. You could see something spark in his eyes, something so dark and evil that you were wholly unprepared. You knew that he was about to kill Rookwood, the second killing curse in his life, hell, in just this week.

You remembered all of the hurt that it caused, how Anne would never forgive him, and you wondered if you would ever forgive him if he did this. You wondered if it mattered if it was Rookwood, if it was true justice, if killing him was the easy way out. All you knew is you never wanted to see Sebastian suffer.

And you knew that if you allowed him to stray further down this road, he would regret it forever. He had already done it once, but you’d thought that maybe he’d have learned his lesson. It was evident though, he hadn’t.

You only had half a second for all of those thoughts to rush through your head, but there was little decision to be made. You waved your wand, urgently and quickly, and there was a frown on your face.

He had just begun, “Avada--”, but your expelliarmus had hit him just in time, knocking his wand out of his hand and onto the dirt path in front of him. He turned to look at you, scowling and just as angry at you as he had been at Rookwood.

Sebastian nearly hissed out his next breath, and he felt so betrayed by you. You knew what Rookwood had done--to Anne, to countless other people, probably even to goblins--and you chose to save Rookwood’s life anyway. You could see the hurt flash in his eyes, and you wished so badly that you could look away, but you couldn’t.

It was then that green light flew out of Rookwood’s wand, heading directly for Sebastian, and you could hear the incantation echo throughout the ruin complex--Imperio. There wasn’t enough time for you to react and you couldn’t save him. You were too distracted, too overwhelmed by emotions to protect him like you had promised yourself you would. You wished so badly to be back outside the scryptorium, taking the cruciatus curse again, because any pain would be better than the pain of failing the one you loved.

Rookwood’s eyes were clouded, waving his wand briefly, and that was when you noticed that Sebastian’s wand was back in his hand and pointed at you. You gasped for air, and you hated that you felt fear, but there was something so mechanical about his movements, so unhuman and uncaring that you feared for your life.

You held onto your wand tightly, but did not point back. And so began the string of spells that you and Sebastian had practiced together, his form perfect and graceful. He began with bombarda, exploding on impact, and you felt your bones ache, and his perfect cast of levioso followed immediately by a depulso into a brick wall. You pushed off the ground, sore and aching, and Sebastian ran closer to you, casting spells in rapid succession and you dodged and shielded and ran as best you could, but you refused to cast a single thing on him.

You spared a small amount of time between Sebastian’s attacks, which you used to do as much damage to Rookwood as possible. Just as you ran, Sebastian would catch up, pulling you back to him with a quick accio and an even quicker confringo, and your mind began to spin.

You shielded, casting yet another bombarda on Rookwood, but Sebastian quickly casted a diffindo that sliced at your robes, cutting deeply on your non-dominant arm. You screamed, throat raw from your running and sobbing, so afraid of Sebastian in that moment that you just wanted to curl up in a ball and never peek out, hoping it was all some horrendous nightmare.

Your knees felt glued to the ground, your body starting to slump over from exhaustion and pain, but Sebastian was getting closer. Another confringo, this time exploding behind you and it sent your head flying forward, arms narrowly protecting your skull from the ruined stone underneath. Your vision was so blurry at this point, and you could barely control your body.

You had ample time to cast anything on Sebastian, just something to hold him off, but you could never even raise your wand to do it. You would rather him kill you than ever harm him, ever cast anything at all--even a simple levioso.

His eyes were hazy and white, but you could see something behind them, feel his wish without him ever needing to open his mouth at all. “Stop letting me hurt you,” he seemed to beg, and there were tears streaming down your face.

Rookwood was watching from afar, astonished by the level of dedication you had towards this boy, and he pushed to maintain his imperio on Sebastian, but Rookwood was exhausted, too. He was kneeling, trying to channel all his power to maintain his curse, and gasping for air. Sebastian was putting up a fight.

You sobbed openly below Sebastian’s gaze, and you shook your head erratically at him, screaming “I won’t do it! I won’t!” Blood is dripping down your arm, robes long since lost in the chase. There is ash covering your face from the numerous confrigos and bombardas Sebastian had cast in your direction, managing to narrowly miss almost every time.

Inside of Sebastian’s mind, all that was echoing inside were pleas, begging for Rookwood to be stopped, and every time he was forced to watch as he casted every last blast at you, he used all his leftover strength to move his wand just slightly enough that he would miss. He was screaming and pleading to himself, to you, to Merlin, hoping that someone could hear him. Every time his arm was forced to point at you, he wished that you would just kill him. Death would be better than this, he thought.

There were flashes in your head of a happier time with Sebastian as he approached you, all the adventures you had shared and tombs explored and nifflers rescued before everything went so wrong. You pictured his smile, and how he blushed when you first asked him to get a butterbeer with you, and you felt a second wind incoming, your strength coming back to you.

The Sebastian who had refused to let you pay for your own chocolate frogs, and the Sebastian who had so excitedly practiced next to you for your next friendly Crossed Wands team match, and the Sebastian who would sneak a potion ingredient or two for your next batch in the room of requirement--that Sebastian inspired you to be brave, and fueled solely by love and devotion, you rose to your feet--arm bloody and the rest of your body badly beaten and bruised--and you pointed your wand directly at Rookwood.

You froze him with glacius, lit him aflame with incendio, sliced him with diffindo, knocked him around with every spell in the book. You dodged Sebastian expertly, shielding at exactly the right moment and quickly counterattacking any spell from Rookwood that came your way.

You fought until you were gasping for air and dizzy, but you could see Rookwood getting exhausted, losing grip on Sebastian as he started resisting more and more, attacking less frequently. You pushed Rookwood with another spell combo, and you saw as he started to scowl, body language like a cornered animal.

“Avada kedavra!” he shouts, wand sparking and pointing at you, but you pointed your own magic, able to intercept and block it. You screamed, and every part of your body was in agony, but you fought him as best you could. Sebastian broke out of of the imperio curse, falling to the ground and watching your magic slowly overpower Rookwood’s.

Your arm twisted, and you pushed with everything that you had, thinking only of Sebastian and the Undercroft and butterbeer dates and the corner you’d set aside just for him in your room of requirement. You needed him, and you were screaming at the top of your lungs, matching Rookwood’s volume. Your blue smothered his green, pushing back into his wand and you clenched your teeth, pushing one last time before watching as he shattered into pieces, dissipating into thin air.

You wanted so desperately to fall to your knees, sobbing and giving into the pain that came with every blow Sebastian had landed. Your forehead was dripping with sweat, blood coating your non-dominant arm and soaking into the front of your uniform. Ash was still smeared all over your face, and the damage that you had suffered by your own best friend’s hands was immense and agonizing.

You refused to crumple until you were next to him, and so while you were clutching your arm in hopes to stop the bleeding, you hobbled over to him, limping. You finally allowed yourself to collapse, kneeling beside him, and the two of you finally looked to each other.

Tears were streaming down his face, breath wheezing. He looked so utterly distraught, mouth contorted into a guilty frown. “I’m so so sorry,” he whispered, just barely audible above the rest of his sobbing. You wrapped your arm around his shoulder and pulled him into your chest, his forehead nestled against your collarbone. “I’m so sorry,” he repeats like a mantra, pretending he was speaking directly to your heart.

“Oh, Sebastian!” you cried, burying your nose in his hair, tears streaming down your face too. “There is nothing to forgive,” you murmur, rocking side to side, allowing his rasping breaths to soothe, coming to a quiet stream of tears. He’s shaking his head, disagreeing with you. There is everything to forgive.

He abhors himself for what he’s done to you, not being able to bear looking at all the blood all over you when you looked so perfect before he had raised his wand so stupidly. Every single involvement of his in dark magic races through his mind, and he regrets all of it. He regrets killing his uncle, he regrets using imperio on that goblin, now understanding how torturous the curse really is. But then he remembers using crucio on you, and the screams that filled the room and echoed off the stone walls, and he crumples even further into your arms.

The pit grows deeper in his stomach and he realizes the amount of pain that he has caused, once and for all. He is so angry, but now he knows that the only person he has to blame is himself. He emerges from the cocoon of your arms, eyebrows raised in a plea when you share a glance with him. He can see you searching in his eyes, and he watches as all you turn up with is guilt.

His hands are shaking, but he reaches up regardless and holds your face in his hands, wiping the tears away with his thumb like he did in the scriptorium, but you can feel the devotion through his skin now, so unlike what you had felt the first time. The warmth penetrates your skin and strikes you deep in the heart, all the love he had for you snaking inside of you, infectious. Sebastian’s eyes look at the small cuts all over your face, the memory of each blast he had casted at you flashing inside his mind, and when he looks at the blood dripping on your arm, he remembers so distinctly casting diffindo, hearing your screams echo around the ruins, when he saw the burns on your clothing, he clenched his jaw. He couldn’t be angry at anyone and he had nobody to blame but himself.

Tears continue falling down both of your faces, and his hand keeps brushing yours away. “Sebastian,” you murmur, followed by sobs. The moonlight shines on your face and glistens where the tears fell, and Sebastian notes that despite all of the cuts and blood and ash, you are still so beautiful. His eyebrows raise in question, asking you to continue your thought. “You were just trying to protect me,” you finish, and he shakes his head doubtfully.

“No, [Name],” he frowns, “you were trying to protect me.” You gasp for air, and you can hear the silent ‘thank you’ for casting expelliarmus, saving him from yet another turn into dark magic. His hands never left your face, and you nuzzle into them.

He just holds you for a while, still cupping your cheeks, and it’s a good minute before you open your eyes and turn to him again. Your voice is hoarse and raw, so all you can do is whisper, but you need him to know. “I adore you,” you whisper into the moonlit air, and Sebastian lets out a sob again.

“I’ll never be worthy,” he responds, and it’s you who shakes your head this time, his hands falling into your lap when you move.

Your hand snakes down his arm to slip your fingers between his. “You always have been.”

He cries, and squeezes your hand so tight it begins to lose feeling, but you feel so relieved. He knows, but you realize that you never needed to tell him. It was spoken through every loving act--through taking Crucio for him, through never casting a single spell on him no matter how much he hurt you, through knowing well enough to save him from the fate of his own guilt. It was spoken through that look in your eyes that silently communicated your devotion, it was spoken through the way you held him and cried with him.

You didn’t need to say it, because he already knows. “I adore you too.”

You sit there, basking in the moment, until the chill of the night begins to take hold and the blood on your arm dries. The worry finally sets into Sebastian’s psyche, and he demands to bring you to the hospital wing immediately. The wounds are mostly superficial, aside from bruised ribs, and the cut on your arm is taken care of quickly.

You begged to leave, and surprisingly the nurse let you. You walked a long way down to the Undercroft, trying to take it easy. You found a gathering of pillows and blankets on the floor, all your favorite snacks surrounding it, and Sebastian, sitting in the corner, worry etched into his face.

“How bad is it?” he questions, and all you do is shrug, waving it off.

He stands up, his arms coming to keep you steady and slowly guide you to the makeshift bed he’s made in the middle of the undercroft floor, but you feel so loved that you don’t laugh or think about how much you’ll ache in the morning. He helps you to lay down, tucking you in the warmest of blankets and fluffing up the pillows for you. Once your head rests, he brushes through your hair with his fingers and watches as you drift off to sleep.

In that moment, he promised himself two things.

He swore that he would never do dark magic again, having finally learned the lesson that you were trying to teach him, albeit in a much harsher way than he’d anticipated. He knew he couldn’t undo his mistakes of the past, but he swore that he would spend his whole life making it up to everyone who he hurt.

His second promise was to stay by your side forever, not only to protect and cherish you, but to let you protect and cherish him. No matter how much he felt like he didn’t deserve it, he craved it, and he knew that after what you’d gone through together, he could never leave.

. . .

Sebastian never questioned your decision to keep the repository closed, and although he loved Anne and wished to see her cured, he wasn’t going to ask you to sacrifice the world for him--half because he’s learned his lesson, and half because he knows that if he asked it of you, you would’ve done it.

Instead, he chooses to focus again on his studies, and his adventures with you, and repairing his friendship with Ominis. You still went “treasure hunting” with Sebastian, and at some point, he’d come to help you decorate a portion of your room of requirement. The table you’d given him was filled with clutter and random books, a sofa resting near the window, and random knickknacks that littered the shelves on the wall.

But there was one corner he’d always kept neat, a table with a stand holding his Uncle’s wand. It served a reminder for Sebastian, but also an honor to his uncle, a memorial.

He was done with dark magic once and for all, and had found his new fixation, his new passion--you.

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hufflefluff-stuff · 11 months

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102 is quite a line 👀

Maybe an Ominis line 👀

tho I'm lost on a scenario, you got free reign on that!

Ooooo yes!! This reminds me of some angsty audio I heard on tiktok with Ominis saying "it's rotten work [about himself]" and MC replying "not to me" so that's the vibe we're going for.

MAJOR spoilers for endgame stuff ahead!

102) "I am damaged."

[Request more Angst/Horror prompts here!]

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"I am damaged..."

That's the first thing you heard Ominis mutter to himself when he thought he was all alone in the Undercroft.

He hadn't realized you were there as well, quietly studying your books and trying to feel like a normal student for once.

Ever since you attended Hogwarts as a late bloomer, things were anything but normal from the get-go.

After saving the school (and more or less the entire wizarding world) from certain doom at the hands of Ranrok and Rookwood, you hoped to end this year on the best note possible. It was hard given all of the friends you've lost along the way, but a lot of good came out of it, too.

Ominis was one such example. Despite the rocky start you both had when he caught you sneaking out of the Undercroft that fateful day, you managed to make amends and grow closer together.

You never thought that same snobby blind boy who threatened to report you to the headmaster would be the one to confess his feelings for you.

It was in the days following you winning the house cup for [House], and when you finally had a moment alone to talk to him, he finally made his move. His way of courting you was so sweet and eloquent--fitting for the Slytherin from such a privileged class.

Of course other students had eyes for you, too, but Ominis loved you for who you are and not for your ancient magic and reputation as a "hero". Going on different adventures with you and Sebastian made him realize what kind of person you truly were:

An unreliable "acquaintance" of his best friend who reeked of distrust in the beginning, turned to a kind person who was always by his side through thick and thin in the end.

Now that you two have officially become a couple, you managed to coax him into accompanying you on more excursions both inside and outside of the castle.

Although he couldn't see the beauty of the world and all its magical creatures, you described it to him how ever you could--whether it's a Thestral resting underneath the ribcage of some enormous beast's skeleton, or the charred corpse of a spider you've just slain with Incendio. He loved how you spoke of them regardless of the scenario.

On top of that, you've taken up to helping more people in the local hamlets and villages, with Ominis reassuring them that he's not some cruel and mean Slytherin from the Gaunt family, and that he genuinely cared for their concerns.

However...your latest mission ultimately had taken a turn for the worst, and you had some serious regrets on taking your boyfriend along for the ride.

It seemed to be just like any other poacher camp you've shutdown. But the locals informed you that this one in particular was in charge of trafficking beast skins...or selling beasts to butchers.

You urged Ominis to discreetly free the creatures from their cages, taking out the nearby guards with Petrificus Totalus, while you ambushed the poachers on the other side of the camping grounds. But you both failed to realize that some of Rookwood's goons were among their midst, seeking to avenge him and make it very clear that you'll never be safe again.

He had every intention to murder you; you were just protecting yourself against his Killing Curse, though of course his gang wouldn't understand that. They just saw you and began throwing whatever spell they had at their disposal.

You took most of them down with ease, while Ominis finished freeing the last purple toad and rushed to assist you in the fight.

But then he stopped upon hearing three distinct things that would forever haunt him: A dark wizard shouting "Crucio", the sparks of electricity crackling in the air...

And your brief, yet painful, screams.

Despite his wand detecting only you and the one ashwinder casting the curse, he was frozen on the spot, unable to bring himself to move forward and save you. It was like somebody had casted Petrificus Totalus on him.

He could have taken them out right away, but...he was terrified.

Suddenly he felt like he was back in the Slytherin Scriptorium, where Sebastian had to cast the same curse on you in order to proceed forward--something Ominis had tried in vain to protest against.

He knew he wasn't there, it was all in his mind, yet all he could think about were your screams.

Then he thought about the screams of those innocent muggles he watched his family torture...before he remembered his own screams after they tortured him for refusing to use the curse, not giving up until he finally relented.

The rest of that moment was a blur, but at some point you managed to yank out a Mandrake from your bag and stun the ashwinder long enough to use Expelliarmus and lacerate their legs with Diffindo.

While that shrieking plant made Ominis briefly deaf, too, it snapped him out of his trance, bringing him back to reality as you rushed over to him. You fled the campsite together on Highwing's back, drinking some wiggenweld on your way back to the castle, not speaking until you were safely on schoolgrounds.

That all happened yesterday...and he was still quite distressed. He didn't seem comfortable talking about those events too much, and you couldn't blame him. So you left it be, apologizing for the stress you caused, and tried making it up to him with a trip into Hogsmede.

However, this morning you didn't find him in the Great Hall or anywhere in the Slytherin Section. Not even Sebastian knew of his whereabouts, assuming you "lost" him; fortunately there weren't many places that your boyfriend frequented.

The Undercroft was your next best guess.

Yet it was empty when you arrived, much to your annoyance.

You figured Ominis will eventually turn up here, so you transfigured a sofa out of some pile of armor and decided to catch up on your studies. But obviously it was hard to focus on the texts when all you could think about was him..

At some point he finally arrived, and you nearly jumped up to ask where the hell he's been...until he started mumbling rather concerning things to himself, apparently unaware of your presence.

Then you noticed he didn't have his wand in-hand, feeling the walls and eventually sitting down on the floor, leaning against one and curling up. He certainly knew the Undercroft's layout well enough to not need it constantly, but his behavior was still extremely concerning.

Especially his remark about being "damaged", which had you gravely worried about his physical well-being.

"Ominis, what do you mean by "damaged"? Are you hurt?"

"MC..?! Oh, Merlin..d-didn't realize you were here." Although startled at first, he quickly calmed down upon hearing your voice and approaching footsteps. "I'm alright. I was just...th-thinking up some poetry. You know, Thakkar has been giving me some really good advice-"

"Wow, you're a worse liar than I ever was," you chuckled lightly, kneeling down in front of him. "You know he's away on a family trip, right?"

"......."

"....Ominis?"

His silence worried you greatly, especially as he suddenly hid his face in his arms, now unwilling to look at you for some reason.

"If you wanna hide from me, love, Disillusionment is more-"

"D-Do...I even deserve to be called that anymore?" He mumbled in a trembling voice that made your stomach sink.

"....huh? Of course you do." Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What's going on? You can be honest with me. If...I did something to upset you recently, I'm sorry-"

"No. You...d-don't have to be sorry about anything. It's me who should be the sorry one."

"Darling, what do you mean-?"

"Stop. Please. I-I think the proper term is "bloody stinking coward". I could have stopped that ashwinder f-from using the Cruciatus Curse...he was right there and I could have done something! But I didn't!" Ominis began to ramble, unable to stop his voice from shaking and rising in volume. "I-I stood there like a bumbling half-witted mooncalf wh-while he tortured you!"

You frowned slightly, gently setting your hands on his arms as you finally understood why he was so distraught. "Ominis, you were occupied in freeing all those beasts. You can't be in two places at once, and I'm not angry at you for that. And besides, the curse didn't hurt me badly this time. I know it scares you, but...."

However you trailed off as he lifted his head, and your heart cracked in two upon seeing the tears streaking down his face like rivers of salt water.

Only now did you realize what he meant by feeling "damaged"---and it wasn't in the physical sense. But the emotional.

"That's exactly my problem...I was too scared to do anything." He shuddered. "Wh-Who just stands by and...and lets their fears of the past consume them?! And nearly gets the love of their life killed because of it?!! That's something only a broken person does, MC...someone who's far too damaged t-to stand up for-"

"Don't say that. Nothing about you is "broken" or "damaged"." You pulled him into your arms, feeling him fall completely limp against you. "You are the furthest thing from either of those."

For a few moments, he was silent as he absorbed your words. But when he tried to respond, all that came from his lips was something between a gasp and a loud sob. He choked out an apology for losing his composure so quickly, though you just hushed him.

"Shhhh, it's okay." You held him tighter than ever, keeping one hand on the back of his head. ''Just let it all out. I'm not going anywhere, my love. And I mean that..I still love you."

With trembling hands, Ominis grasped onto your cloak, tears soaking into your shoulder as he allowed all of his emotions to spill. His sobs echoed freely in the Undercroft, not caring about anything anymore; not even if Sebastian were to walk in right now.

After all that's happened this year, it was just too much for him to keep locked inside: he lost his oldest friend to the Dark Arts, Anne was likely never going to reach out to him again....all that he really had left was you.

Yet he felt like none of his experiences made him any stronger, unlike you--who also lost so much and, at the same time, gained great powers that allowed you to protect those dearest to you.

But who would be there to protect you?

That's where Ominis came into the picture, wanting to fight for you after everything you've done to save Hogwarts. His worst fear was losing you forever anytime you went off on a dangerous mission. So he actually insisted on going out with you more often to put his mind at ease..plus he wanted to be sure you're not doing something too reckless.

But if he was only going to freeze up every time some dark wizard merely spoke the incantation of a certain Unforgivable....then how could he ever hope to save you when you needed him most?

He felt pathetic and useless, essentially forcing you to figure out how to escape that situation yourself while he stood there like some idiot.

What if you didn't conveniently have a Mandrake tucked in your bag? What if you had been in too much pain to grab it?

What then?

At that point, he felt like he was too broken to be with someone as strong as you. This relationship was done for, he believed, and sooner or later you'd grow tired of his cowardice and resent him for not stepping in.

He thought you were going to break it off for sure now that you see how "difficult" he was being.

But that was far from the truth. You didn't shun him or demand an explanation for why he acted the way he did. Instead you let him cry in your arms--something that no one in his life offered when he was at his lowest--staying here in this safe haven together and reaffirming your love for him.

He didn't know whether to feel grateful or selfish.

"I-I tried, MC..I..I really tried to help you." He wept, his face now buried in your neck. "But I guess I'm...just doomed to hurt everyone around me. That's all I'm good at."

"You're not doomed to live that way, Ominis. You haven't hurt me at all, and I know damn well you'd never hurt anybody on purpose."

"Really? T-Tell that to my family...we were monsters who tortured and killed muggles for fun-"

"They did that for fun, not you. You're not a monster like them. I know this because you refused to follow in their footsteps. And by Merlin, I'm glad you were a stubborn child..even after all they put you through." You softly spoke, kissing his head as you felt his arms tighten their hold around you. "All I see now is someone who's even stronger than them, with a good heart that would've won him a spot in Gryffindor for sure."

"....w-with Prewett, Weasley, and all those twits? I don't think so.." He chuckled lightly, sniffling as he rested his head on your shoulder and fell quiet. He felt a lot calmer than before, sighing tiredly. "..I'm sorry. I-It was never my intention to burden you with this, love. You already deal with so much. I just wish I...could've been just a bit stronger for you."

"Don't worry about me, okay?" You smiled. Even though he couldn't see it, you hoped he'd at least imagine it. "I saw how sneaky you were around those poachers. You petrified them before they even knew what hit 'em."

"Of course. I had to do something, right?" He huffed, although he smiled a little bit.

"You did great, darling. If the beasts could talk, I'd say they'd be thanking you over and over. You saved their lives. They probably think you as their hero."

"I thought it was that Hufflepuff girl's job to be the "hero of beasts"...but I don't mind that title, too."

A calming silence fell over you two, save for Ominis' light sniffles. But eventually he was the first to let go, his hands reaching for the sides of your face moments later, wanting to ensure you weren't injured at all.

You helped guide him there, your skin growing warm at his touch. He felt around for any recent scarring or bruising across your flesh, being grateful that he found nothing of the sort.

Meanwhile, you kept smiling as you observed his own face. Although he looked like a complete mess after all that crying, he still managed to appear quite handsome in your eyes.

You knew he desperately needed that outlet, and you were happy he finally confided in you.

At the end of the day, you'll love him no matter what.

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neuvilletteswife · 1 year

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SPOILER Hogwarts Legacy Sebastian's quest

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intheundercroft · 1 year

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Sebastian: We've always looked out for each other – Ominis and I. I hope he knows that hasn't changed.

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fukae-flwr · 17 days

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We've been here before

Tw: Hogwarts spoilers

Another nail in the coffin for Edith’s sanity. This was, in a sense, her last straw. What's worse is she had asked Fig to help her to do good with ancient magic, and he assured her that he was always going to help her and support her even if he disagreed with her choices. Then he was taken from her. The only one she considered family and Ranrok killed him.

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I really wanted to draw this out!! So many people died in this game good god. No wonder mc is traumatized!!

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skiller0dani · 1 year

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The Morning After (NHoG Short) | Ominis Gaunt

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smut | slytherin!reader requests info w.c | 2.3k summary | You have a soft morning with Ominis after the traumatic events of last night.

I wasn't ready to leave The Noble House of Gaunt (NHoG) behind yet lol this is just a short thing. I might write more blurbs but I really doubt it. This is the final piece I wanted to add, enjoy! I have some ideas for Sebastian & Ominis I'll be working on soon.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

The first thing Ominis felt the next morning was pain. It was quickly succeeded by joy, happiness, and a flurry of butterflies swarming in his stomach. But the pain remained nonetheless. His entire upper torso was so sore it felt hard to breathe, and every muscle felt as though it had been put through a meat grinder. He nearly forgot what this pain felt like- nearly. He had endured it during his childhood more times than he could count. He had endured the horrible ache that lasted the week preceding the curse, and he was determined not to sully the wonderful night the two of you had by making you worry. Lest of all feel guilty for something that was never your fault in the first place.

The second thing Ominis felt when he woke up was you, snuggled against his bare chest. Your cheek was pressed against his collarbone, and his arm was curled around your torso. He felt your bare skin beneath his fingertips, felt all your soft dips and curves. You were enough to make him smile through the residual pain. Your hand was resting on his chest, and he felt so at ease to have you here in his arms first thing in the morning. He wished you two could wake up like this every morning. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and breathed in your scent, like lilacs growing in a strawberry field. Ominis had no idea what time it was, there were thankfully no classes today so there was no rush. The Great Hall was likely serving breakfast, and he wanted to make sure you ate something.

He carefully sat up, smiling when he hears you whine softly, your hands reaching for him to protest him standing. He reaches for his clothes, which is a bit of a task as they got strewn about the Undercroft the night before. He groans softly as a sharp pain runs down his back, unfortunately the sound stirs you awake.

"Ominis? Are you okay?" You mumble, your voice still thick with sleep. He gave you the best 'I feel fine and not like every inch of my body is bruised' smile he could muster.

"Of course my love, just going to get you breakfast." He says sweetly, and you smile widely. You pull yourself to sit up in bed, goosebumps appearing on your skin as you pull the blankets around your naked body. You eye him suspiciously as you watch him slowly put on his clothes, wincing when he has to lift his arms or bend over. You swing your feet over the side of the bed and make an attempt to stand, which doesn't go well due to the wobble in your legs and the deep ache from between them.

"-shit." You curse, stumbling against the bedframe. Ominis is quick to reach in your direction, his arms encircling your body once he locates you. You lean against him, nuzzling your nose against his like you always do and you try to ignore the worry on his face.

"Are you alright, my heart? Did I hurt you last night?" He frets, helping you sit back on the bed. His hands smooth up your bare thighs before one reaches up to gently brush through your hair. You lean up to kiss him, its short and sweet but it stops him from nervously rambling.

"No darling you didn't. I just feel a little sore is all." You explain, and he cradles the back of your head as he presses his lips against your forehead. The gesture is sweet and romantic and it makes you fall in love with him all over again.

"Let me get you something to eat, you stay here and don't you even think of putting any clothes on." Ominis teases, and your cheeks color. You lean back against the headboard, pulling the blankets and enveloping your body in warmth. Ominis pulls out his wand and smiles, heading towards the entrance to the Undercroft.

"I love you!" You call after him, and it makes him smile.

"I love you more, be back soon sweetheart." He calls back, hearing your beautiful laughter before the gate closes behind him.

Normally Sebastian sat with either you or Ominis at breakfast, but seeing as neither of you are here he had no choice but to sit with Imelda. She would make much better company if she didn't ask so many personal questions.

"You sure you don't have a thing for Y/N?"

"Positive."

"Because I thought at first that you might, especially during 5th Year."

"We're just friends Imelda, she's definitely in love with Ominis." Sebastian sighs, trying his hardest to tune her out.

"But if she wasn't in love with Ominis..."

"I still wouldn't have a thing for her. Can you stop please?" He asks, his tone getting snippy. Imelda grinned, resting her chin in her palm. She picked at her oatmeal, with you gone she felt nearly as bored as Sebastian. Which is why she kept pestering the poor boy with questions she already knew the answers to. She knew he didn't like you, of course she did. She was only asking to irritate him.

"Why? Is this a sore subject?" Imelda teased, laughing behind her palm when Sebastian throws her a glare.

"Like when she beat all your fastest times? Shall we talk about that instead?" Sebastian fired back, playful grin on his face.

"Okay, not funny Sallow."

"Why? Is this a sore subject?" Sebastian says casually, but there's still a teasing glint in his eyes.

"I swear if you-"

"Now that is unbecoming behavior at the table, Imelda." Ominis scolds, feeling as Imelda shakes the entire table trying to punch Sebastian.

"Ominis!" Sebastian says happily, smiling up at him. Ominis doesn't sit, he smooths out a bandana he brought with him on the table. With a wave of his wand, tarts, biscuits, and some fruit all float neatly into the bandana. He reaches down to tie the top, and lifts his neat little package before turning.

"Woah hold on, where are you going?" Sebastian asks, scrambling to catch Ominis before he walks away.

"Nowhere." Ominis says dismissively, Sebastian eyes the food in Ominis's hands suspiciously- and the fact that you're nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Y/N?"

"Nowhere." Ominis says his cheeks steadily flushing, and Sebastian smiles wickedly. He's beginning to figure out what's going on here.

"Ominis you sly dog!" He laughs, and Ominis huffs in annoyance. Though his ears have begun to turn red.

"Poor thing can't walk can she? Ominis I never knew you had it in you..." Sebastian continued his teasing and the only reason Ominis hasn't slapped him is because it's only Sebastian. If some other guy were to speak of you in that way, he'd be on his way to Nurse Blainey by now. Sebastian is harmless, Ominis knows he doesn't mean any disrespect, and won't tell anybody.

"Though I suppose it wasn't you that had anything in-"

"Sebastian." Ominis's voice was low, a gentle warning that Sebastian is about to push the teasing too far. Sebastian raises his hands in surrender with a chuckle, following Ominis to the Undercroft. Once they reach it, Ominis pauses.

"You can't come in."

"Why not?" Sebastian is playfully smiling, though he knows Ominis can't see that.

"Because Y/N is indecent." Ominis states firmly, sure to block the entrance to the Undercroft with his body.

"Oh is she? Prove it." The teasing tone hasn't wavered, Sebastian is likely going to be teasing Ominis about this for weeks. Ominis reaches towards Sebastian's direction and punches him, not caring where he hits. His fist lands square in the middle of Sebastian's chest, pushing him backwards lightly.

"I'm kidding!" He laughs, and Ominis has nothing but an irritated look in his face. Ominis turns back to the Undercroft with a huff, though he doesn't move to open the entrance.

"Go away." He says, and Sebastian laughs again before Ominis can hear his footsteps on the marble flooring.

Wait.

"Go!" Ominis snaps, and he hears Sebastian laugh from behind him again.

"How on Earth do you know when I'm faking?" He says, actually walking away this time. Ominis doesn't bother giving him a reply as he enters the Undercroft.

"My love? I've brought breakfast." Ominis calls out and he can hear your squeal of excitement, probably because you've already sniffed out something he brought for you.

"Strawberry tarts?" You're overjoyed once he unwraps breakfast, and he can't fight the smile that appears on his face. You immediately grab one, taking a big bite as Ominis sheds his robes. He sits back against the headboard next to you, reaching for a banana.

"I missed you, what took so long?" You whined, scooching closer to him to feel the warmth coming from his body. Why do men emit heat like furnaces? You're always cold, and he's always warm.

"Sebastian was being a pest." He says, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What did he do now?" You ask, though there is a smile on your face. You're so happy Ominis is spending time with Sebastian, even if he complains about him afterwards.

"Um, nothing." Ominis evades your question with a blush dusting across his cheeks. You look at him curiously.

"Ominis."

Silence.

"Ominis."

"He figured it out." Is all Ominis says eventually. He looks a little embarrassed.

"Figured what out?" You ask, though you're fairly certain you already know.

"What we got up to...last night." Ominis says softly, and if you didn't know better you'd say Ominis looked shy. You smiled fondly at him, he's the cutest person you've ever seen.

"You're right. He is a pest." You agree, coaxing a chuckle out of Ominis. You wait a few moments before you swing a leg over Ominis's lap, straddling him. Your arms circle around his shoulders, pressing your forehead against his.

"You're far too clothed." You mumble softly and Ominis smiles at you.

"Are we not leaving the Undercroft soon?" He teases with a loving smile.

"Eventually, but there are a few things I want to try first..." You say softly, and Ominis is already fumbling with the buttons of his sweater. You stop him with a gentle hand, you're practically aching and you don't feel like waiting.

"Trust me?" You ask him, as if you even need to ask.

"Always." He replies firmly, clenching his jaw when he feels one of your hands traveling south. You've begun to rock against him, and he can hear the soft whines leaving your lips.

"You took too long Ominis...I've been craving you." You whisper softly, and Ominis feels a shudder go down his spine. Now that you two have crossed this threshold he knows now you'll never go back. He's turned into a beast.

"I would have sent Sebastian away sooner had I known you were needing to be taken care of sweetheart." Ominis whispers back, his lips brushing against yours. He feels the wet, warm heat of your cunt grinding against his cock through his pants. He feels blood surging south, and you moan when you feel him getting hot and hard underneath you. You reach down to undo his belt clasp, leaving is displaced enough to work the button of his trousers open. You reach into his pants, your fingers encircling his shaft as you take him out and jerk him a few times. Ominis groans softly, feeling your thumb swipe over his head. His hands have cupped your cheeks to pull your lips against his.

You lean up on your knees, positioning yourself over him before you carefully lower yourself until his tip is nudging against your entrance. You continue to lower yourself, sighing in relief as his cock breaches your folds and slides into you. You continue traveling downwards until you're sitting on his lap, your pelvis flush against his and his cock stretching you open. You're gasping into each others mouths as you raise, only to carefully sink back down on him again. Ominis's hands reach up to explore your bare skin, his hands massaging your breasts as you sweetly bounce on his lap. He swears he's in heaven, nothing on Earth or beyond could be better than this.

You begin to moan louder, the sound becoming desperate and hoarse as you slide down on his cock again. This angle is delicious, it reaches even deeper places that you didn't know could be reached. Ominis's hands have found your hips, helping to control the pace. He is, as you're discovering, a bit of a control freak. He likes to have a say in how fast you're going, and you wouldn't have it any other way. Ominis reaches forward to thumb at your clit, causing you to cry out as your nails bite into his shoulders.

"C-Can't come inside you." Ominis gasps, and you whine in annoyance.

"No my love please, please I love feeling you come inside-" You protest, bouncing on his cock faster now. You're close to release, and so is he. But he won't risk getting you pregnant, at least not until he can properly provide for you and the baby. Besides, the two of you are way too young for that right now. Ominis's arms curl around your body, flipping you over after ensuring the mattress is beneath you. He sweetly thrusts into you, leaning over you on his forearms. He's still fully clothed, and you're stark naked. The image shouldn't turn you on as much as it does.

"Please-" Your plea is so carnal, so desperate that Ominis almost complies. But luckily his rational thinking is breaking through the haze of lust clouding your judgement. He thrusts harder, groaning as he feels you clench around him as you come. Your back arches and you cry out his name, your cum drenching his cock. Ominis thrusts a few more times and just as that band snaps, he forces himself to pull out, coming in white ropes across your stomach. You groan in annoyance, you know why he did it, but the feeling of being full of his cum is euphoric. His body is trembling as he lays down next to you, and you can see how badly he hurts.

"Are you okay?" You ask, taking his hand. He smiles and presses a kiss to the back of your hand.

"Never better."

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legacyshenanigans · 1 year

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Google search History Sebastian edition.

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GAMES I PLAYED IN 2023 ↳ hogwarts legacy (2023)

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akechiguro · 1 year

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Could you also do yandere headcanons for Ominis Gaunt? I loved it for Sebastian ♡

yandere ominis gaunt headcanons

headcanons / imagines

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Synopsis | a collection of headcanons for a yandere boyfriend, Ominis Gaunt.

Word Count | 622.

Content Warnings | mentions of intrusive thoughts, stalking

Author’s Note | sorry for the delay on these, anon!! i don’t have an excuse 😞 but i hope you enjoy nonetheless 🫶

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✧. ┊ unlike sebastian’s primal jealousy, ominis’ comes in the form of domestic anger. he’ll be petty, with short responses and a firm refusal to talk about whatever’s bothering him if he sees you talking to another guy. he’s aware how toxic it is, but he feels there’s no words to describe his jealousy when he sees you with other people.

✧. ┊ ominis knows you need your space. he tries to respect it as much as he can, but his fear of losing you is so deep that he’s physically unable to be separated from you for more than an hour. if he doesn’t see you for any reason he worries, and is constantly needing confirmation you still like him and there’s nobody else. the years of trauma have done a number on his self-security.

✧. ┊ ordinarily, ominis is completely against the usage of dark magic. being forced to use the cruciatas curse and having it used on him completely changed his views on the magic. but if anyone were to present themselves as a threat, whether it be a physical one or a love interest who isn’t himself, he’s willing to use his apt for the dark arts to make sure nobody, nobody, comes between you and him.

✧. ┊ ominis would never hurt you. it’s almost as if he’s unable to even think about hurting you without upsetting himself. even when he’s ignoring you for speaking to someone who wasn’t himself, he feels extremely horrible about it, going as far as to beg on his knees if you desire such an apology. if he is being petty about your inner circle, he still makes sure to leave your favorite sweets from Honeydukes on your nightstand (with help from your owl if you’re not in the boys dorm), just to let you know he still cares.

✧. ┊ he’s ashamed of it, but he has stalked you before— or rather, he does. never outside of school, he wouldn’t be able to come up with a good enough reason to tell the Sallows, but he’s prone to it during the school year. nights are his most active hours, he’ll follow about 10 paces behind you just to make sure you’re getting where you need to go safely. he’s not proud of it, in fact he hates himself for resorting to such a creepy method, but he would hate to not be with you and have something happen.

✧. ┊ if you were to break up, ominis would appear as though he’s taking it well. he’d be respectful and understanding on the surface, but he would frequent the undercroft a lot more. sebastian swears he once heard anguished screams coming from it while passing by, but assumed he was hallucinating. another rumor going around says ominis has more than a couple scars from crucio. he wouldn’t be able to handle you not being with him anymore, not without some form of self-punishment.

✧. ┊ while he may give you a teasingly hard time, if you asked ominis to do your schoolwork for you, he would do it in a heartbeat. not just schoolwork, either; absolutely anything you need help with, he would do with the best of his abilities. there’s nothing he would say “no” to.

✧. ┊ losing anne and the scare of losing sebastian enhanced ominis’ already yandere-ish tendencies far beyond what he would let them be. more than a few dark thoughts cross his mind every time he sees you and you’re not by his side. he would never act on them, he wouldn’t forgive himself for, say, abducting you or doing something without your consent. but his intrusive thoughts are frequent and he doesn’t know how to deal with them.

✧. ┊ you’re his everything. he wouldn’t let himself live in peace if it weren’t for you. remember that.

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