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sebastianwallows · 1 year

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A Bad Idea

Ominis Gaunt x f!reader

Summary - Request by anon for "Would you please write a scenario where Ominis has a secret crush on female MC and accidentally drinks a lust potion. Horny Ominis ensues 😏

Word Count - 2,018

Warnings - 18+ smut, slight degradation, oral sex

A/N - I know this isn't exactly 'accidental' but it's hard coming up with so many reasons for different stories as to why they took the potion

"Sebastian, I've told you this is such a ridiculous idea."

"Come on, admit it, you're just scared." Sebastian teased his friend before placing a mug in his hand. "We're not the only ones doing it! There are guys from other houses doing it as well. Of course, Garreth is doing it since it's his idea. Come on, bottoms up."

Ominis sighed deeply before feeling Sebastian tip his mug from the bottom and forced him to drink the concoction. Garreth had some grand idea to create a lust potion and force it upon an entire group of them. He saw it as some kind of challenge to see how long the lads could stand it before taking care of business.

Ominis wanted no part of it, but somehow Sebastian had talked him into it. He thought that he may have an advantage since he had one less sense that could lead him down the road of temptation.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," the blond coughed at the taste of the potion before jabbing the mug into Sebastian's hands.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other things to do with my day."

Omins made a move to turn away and exit the common room, but Sebastian put a firm hand on his shoulder.

"Actually, my friend, I believe Y/N was coming up to see you." Sebastian's tone was smug and Ominis knew right away he had been set up for his own embarrassment.

He could already feel the tips of his ears getting hot just thinking about you. He had trusted Sebastian to keep his feelings safe and clearly, he had no such plan of doing that.

"You bastard. At least get out, spare me from having you as a witness to me making a fool of myself." He crossed his arms just as you came bounding into the room, calling his name.

Sebastian muttered a half-hearted goodbye before slipping past the two of you and right out the door. You gave him an odd look as he started laughing on his way out before you moved to stand in front of Ominis.

"Is something going? I feel like there's something I'm missing here. Sebastian told me you needed my help with something." When you said that Ominis immediately had thoughts he could not control. He imagined the smooth skin of your thighs as he spread them apart, digging into them with his fingers. He imagined your breathy voice telling him you need him and the moans that followed when he obliged.

He shifted nervously before taking a seat on the couch nearest to you both. He did his best to sit near to the edge, hoping to keep some distance between you both.

"Well, I'm afraid Sebastian is mistaken. I would love for you to keep me company though." He flashed you a smile and tried to steady his breathing. He knew he was playing a dangerous game with himself. He could feel his cock stiffening beneath his robes. Every word you spoke. Every waft of your scent that drifted his way; it all just fueled his fantasies. He was somewhat surprised at how fast the potion had an effect on him.

You eyed him suspiciously before taking a seat beside him as you usually would. Your hip and leg were pressed up against him as you sat near him, leaning over to examine him. He used every ounce of willpower he had to contain a moan from the subtle contact.

"Ominis is something wrong? You look as if you're about to explode. You can talk to me even if you don't think I can help."

He turned towards you, placing an unsuspecting hand on your thigh. He thought that maybe if he just tip-toed around the line and kept close to you like normal it would be enough to quench the ache he was feeling between his legs.

"It's really nothing. You know how Sebastian is. He's just been stirring trouble up all day and I'm fed up with him," he huffed. His anger and annoyance were very real at that moment. You reciprocated his affections by leaning your head against his shoulders with a sigh, "I'm sorry that you had to be his victim for today."

You were extremely aware of his hand that wasn't too far away from your own heat. You had mastered keeping a straight face when he reached out for you, but internally you were on fire thinking about what would happen if his fingers were to slip beneath the fabric.

You put your own hand on his knee as you sat with him in comfortable silence. You had just closed your eyes when you noticed his fingers tapping impatiently against you. His own leg had begun a steady rhythm up and down as well. You took notice of how unlike him this was before determining how to respond. You glided your hand up his leg in a calming gesture, but you froze when you heard a groan fall from his mouth. Your breathing was becoming harder to control as you realized what exactly your hand had stumbled upon.

He was painfully hard inside of his trousers. You had inadvertently just given him one big stroke. To his credit, his cock felt much bigger and thicker than you would have guessed. Certainly different from how you had always pictured it.

"O-Ominis," you stuttered, "I — I didn't mean to —"

When you tried to pull your hand away he clamped his free hand over the top of yours. He lulled his head towards you and you could see how flushed he'd become. You could see the detail in his eyes and the way his glossy pupils had become enlarged.

"Please," his voice was low and filled with arousal. The sound went straight to your core.

"I — Sebastian...Garreth made this stupid potion and I —"

"Oh." you cut him off before he could finish. You had heard Garreth talking about his experiments earlier in the day and thought them to be completely insane. Why would all the boys just want to make themselves incredibly horny to be around one another for the rest of the day? "I heard about that. I just didn't think...I didn't think you would be one of the people to take it."

You gave his cock a squeeze, running your hand down the length once more and he thrust his hips towards your touch. He felt like he was in heaven like this must be a dream, it couldn't be real. "But I...I don't mind helping you out." You gingerly took his hand that was on your thigh and guided it to the thin cotton of your undergarments, shamelessly letting him feel the wetness that had leaked through the material.

"Fuck, Y/N, I'm not sure...not sure I can let you do this. I don't feel like myself and I might be a little rough." His brain was screaming at him as he tried to give you an escape. He was practically drooling when he felt your slick with his fingers, pressing firmly against your heat, but he didn't want you to feel obligated to help him with his predicament.

You spared a brief glance at the common room entrance before you moved off of the couch and onto your knees on the floor. You situated yourself between his legs, carefully pushing them open further.

Small whimpers escaped his mouth as he felt the heat of your body between his legs. Although the initial loss of contact had him frustrated, he was now in disbelief at what it seemed you were about to do. You raised your hands to unfasten the top of his pants while you gazed up at him.

He placed a hand over yours, to give you one more chance, "Y/N," his voice was gravelly, "I'm telling you I can't think straight. I can't be delicate with your pretty mouth. I need it too fucking badly." His voice had evolved into nearly a growl, but you brushed his hand away and prompted him to lift himself up and let you pull down his trousers.

You took his underwear down with them and his cock sprang up in front of you. His head was dripping and you looked at it in awe of the size and all the beauty marks that were placed so perfectly.

He dragged his hand up your arm and then up the back of your neck, grabbing at the hair that was at the base of your skull. He pulled you forward, pressing your cheek up against his length.

He gave you enough leeway to adjust yourself and swirl your tongue over his wet tip. He tugged harder at your head, forcing your mouth over him and causing you to gag slightly from the sudden intrusion.

"Agh, Y/N, you feel so fuckin' good. More, please. I won't ask twice."

You steadied braced your hands against his thighs and made sure to look up at him. His lustful expression was all the motivation you needed. You stuck your tongue out against his cock and slowly stretched your mouth over it to take as much as possible.

Tears pricked at your eyes when he undulated his hips and forced as much as possible down your throat. "Your mouth is so perfect and tight, please, I'm not going to last very long." You began bobbing your head up and down, trying to take more with each attempt, but he was so thick. Even the added help from his pre-cum wasn't enough to make it all possible. You dug your nails into his thighs and he lost himself in your touch.

He started fucking your mouth relentlessly, getting off to the sound of your muffled choking and thinking about how soaked you probably were from doing something so lewd. And in the middle of the common room no less. "Nngh, what would Sebastian think if he walked in on you right now? F-fuck d'you think he and Garreth would try to get in line for you? After seeing you're such a slut?"

Filthy moans rolled off his lips, a light sheen of sweat making his pale skin glow as he assaulted your mouth and talked down to you.

"It's too bad because you're mine. They can watch all they want, but — agh — Y/N, your slutty mouth is mine. I'm so close, I'm close — "

He forced the full length of his cock into your mouth and let out a guttural cry. You had no choice but to swallow his hot seed as it fell down the back of your throat.

"Yes, swallow it, all of it," he panted and he released some of the tight grip he had on you. He instead rested his palm against your hair, stroking you softly. Once you're sure he's been sucked dry you take him out of your mouth and rest your head against his leg, struggling to catch your breath.

You're somewhat thankful he can't see the drool that's run down your chin and over the top of your blouse. "Oh, Y/N," he sounded more like himself now, not plagued only with thoughts of defiling you. He moved to tuck himself back into his pants before leaning forward to pull you back up to seat you on the couch.

"That's not exactly how I wanted this to happen for the first time, but you felt so good. You were amazing." He cupped your face and used a thumb to swipe across your lips, "Are you alright?"

You nodded as you curled against his chest, "Yes, Sebastian was right to come and get me for this task don't you think?" You laughed softly together as he wrapped an arm around you.

"Yes, I — I would not have sought out anyone except you. I hope you know I want more from you than that." He tilted his head so you could see the sincerity on his face, "I like you quite a lot. Perhaps we can make other plans together that don't just include these activities."

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atypicalamortentia · 9 months

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The Threesome || Sebastian Sallow || Ominis Gaunt

Synopsis - You and your boyfriend Sebastian agree to a threesome to spice up your bedroom activities. You choose none other than your dear friend Ominis.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - All characters are 18+!

Word Count - 2.9k.

[Caffeinate Me]

You and your boyfriend Sebastian had decided to spice things up in the bedroom; you had decided to invite a third person in. Sebastian had mainly agreed to keep you happy, since it was your idea but he also thought the idea of another man’s cock in your cunt was extremely sexy. Now, who had you chosen to be the third man in your sexual adventures? Why none other than your closest friend, Ominis Gaunt. You both trusted him with your lives so why wouldn’t you choose him?

You were currently sitting on your sofa waiting for either man to turn up at your door. You were dressed in your sexiest dark green lingerie which you had purchased today. You knew it would drive Sebastian crazy when he saw it, being dressed in his old hogwarts colours and all. As you sat on the sofa waiting, you began to doze off when suddenly a knock on the door caused you to shoot up, standing up so fast you felt yourself going slightly dizzy. It was Ominis, you knew that because Sebastian had a key and would just let himself in so, you wrapped your nightgown around your body to shield your neighbours from the intimate view and made your way to the door.

“Y/N?” Ominis asked, turning his head into the direction of the door as you opened it.

“Hello Ominis,” you smiled politely. You grabbed his hand and pulled him into your home, closing the door behind him. “Welcome to my home!”

“Thank you,” he smiled back, shrugging his coat off and passing it to you to hang up on the bannister. “It’s warm outside.”

“It is indeed,” you replied, holding his hand and dragging him into your living room. “Would you like a drink, Ominis?”

He thought for a moment, his throat dry with anticipation as to what was to come. “Water, please. That would be great, thank you.”

You nodded to yourself and walked to the kitchen and got two glasses of water before making your way back to the living room. When you arrived back, Ominis was sitting on the sofa playing with his fingers anxiously. “Here you go,” you smiled, passing the blonde his glass of water.

“Thanks Y/N,” he replied, taking the glass from you and taking a sip immediately to wet his throat. There was a silence in the air and you could cut the tension with a knife. Obviously, you had discussed your threesome idea with Ominis before he had arrived and he had happily agreed, but to tell you the truth the former Slytherin was quite nervous. After a few moments of silence, Ominis finally spoke up. “Are you sure you want to do this Y/N?”

You nodded rapidly as soon as the words left his lips. “Of course… Do you?” The question was thick.

He nodded back and he breathed out, “yes.”

You were about to say something else when the front door opened. Within a few seconds, Sebastian walked into the living room, running his hands through his hair. When he saw you and Ominis sitting on the couch, he grinned immediately. “How long have you been here, Ominis?” Sebastian asked.

“Ah, Sebastian!” Ominis smiled. “I’ve only just arrived myself. Y/N and I were just talking.”

“What were you talking about?” Sebastian pressed, raising his eyebrow as he took off his shoes and putting them under the coffee table situated in the middle of the room.

“Nothing really,” Ominis said quickly, but you decided to tell the truth.

“Ominis was just asking if I was sure this was something I wanted to do.”

“It was Y/N’s idea,” Sebastian remarked. It was then that he noticed you in your nightgown and he yet again raised his eyebrow and grinned mischievously. “What’ve you got under there, my love?” He walked over to you, pulling you up off the sofa and seductively unwrapped your nightgown. He let it drop to the floor revealing your new lace lingerie and Sebastian immediately felt himself getting erect at the sight of you. His mouth dropped open into an ‘o’ shape as his hands trailed your form.

“Do you like it?” You whispered softly. “I bought it just for you.”

“It’s… Incredible,” Sebastian breathed out, trying to calm himself down slightly. His large hands cupped your breasts as he admired the lace that adorned them. You couldn’t help but throw your head back lightly as he pawed at your chest. After a few seconds, his hands dropped to yours and he was dragging you to the bedroom. “Come on.”

“Ominis!” You squeaked, grabbing the blonde’s hand and pulling him off the sofa as Sebastian dragged you to the bedroom. As soon as you entered the bedroom, you let go of Ominis’s hand as Sebastian closed the door behind the three of you.

“Are we starting right away?” Ominis asked, eyes wide.

“If you saw what she was wearing, Ominis, you wouldn’t want to wait another minute,” Sebastian grinned, cupping your covered breasts once more.

“What is she wearing?” Ominis asked, raising an eyebrow.

“The most beautiful dark green lace lingerie set,” Sebastian replied, eyes wide as he continued to trail your body with his hands, grabbing at any and all he could. “Our old house colour, Ominis. Just for us.”

“Mhm,” you nodded, looking between the pair. Sebastian was already unbuckling his trousers as Ominis walked up to you slowly, his hands reaching out to touch your shoulders slowly. When his hands reached your bare shoulders, he sucked in a breath and trailed his hands down to your arms, stroking them softly. “You can touch me Ominis,” you whispered breathily. The blonde man just nodded and bit his lip as his hands made their way to your lace covered waist. You looked over at Sebastian to see the man was already naked from the waist down and stroking his erect cock with need as he watched Ominis gingerly touch you.

“Touch her tits, Ominis,” Sebastian ordered his friend.

Ominis nodded again and moved his hand to your mounds, groping at them easily with his large hands. You let out a soft whimper as Ominis continued to man-handle your boobs and threw your head back lightly, biting your bottom lip. “Oh Merlin,” you whispered as you felt a shot of excitement go straight to your core at another man touching your most intimate places.

He popped your tits out of their cups and bent his head down to lick at your nipples nervously. Taking your right nipple in between his lips, Ominis began to suck softly as he teased your left nipple between his fingers. “Your skin tastes divine,” Ominis murmured between your flesh.

“Doesn’t she just,” Sebastian groaned as he continued to pump himself at the scene in front of him. Ominis shifted his attention to your left nipple, sucking and swirling his tongue around the nub, earning a series of delicious moans to fall from your lips.

“Mhm,” Ominis agreed, his eyes rolling back into his head as he continued his assault on your nipples.

Sebastian pushed Ominis out of the way and attached his own lips to your nipples, swirling his tongue just the way you liked it. Ominis furrowed his eyebrows at the sudden push but wiped some saliva that had pooled at the corner of his mouth as he heard the noises of Sebastian slurping around your breasts. As you relished in the feeling of Sebastian’s mouth on your tits, he pulled down your lace underwear without breaking his movements. You gasped as the warm air hit your cunt, sending a shiver down your spine. Ominis moved behind you and began sucking at the spot where your jugular vein was as Sebastian dipped his free hand down to your slit, stroking it gently and swirling his fingers around your clit.

“Oh Gods, Sebastian,” you whimpered softly. Ominis didn’t appear to like you moaning Sebastian’s name as he bit down lightly on your neck. “Oh, Ominis.”

“Mmm,” Ominis mumbled as he began sucking at your throat.

“You’re so wet baby,” Sebastian whispered huskily against your nipple. “Does it excite you to have two strong men paying attention to you?” You nodded your head, but Sebastian wanted you to use your words. He pinched your nipple and slapped your breast before grumbling. “Use your words princess.”

“Y-Yes!” You gasped, the stinging in your breast sending shivers down your spine.

“That’s a good girl,” Sebastian groaned, thrusting his erection against your thigh slowly to gain some friction. Ominis’s hands were making their way to your breasts again, moving Sebastian’s face out of the way. Sebastian growled slightly but dropped to his knees, eyes now level with your pussy. He admired it, the way it glistened in the light of the room before he licked a long stripe up your slit causing you to jump at the contact. “Taste so fucking good princess,” Sebastian mumbled before going back in for another lick. Ominis was still behind you leaving hickies on your neck and pawing at your tits desperately. You could feel his erection pressing against your back and your mind wandered to how big he would be… Would he be as big as Sebastian? Would he be thicker or skinnier? Would he be curved or not? Your mouth started watering at all the possibilities.

Sebastian continued to eat you out like a man starved. His hands held your lips apart to give him better access to your tight little hole as he dipped his tongue in and out while occasionally paying attention to your clit. Your legs were shaking from the pleasure the two men were giving you and you found yourself swaying on the spot, eyes scrunching closed, head lolling back and mouth hanging open. “Gonna cum,” you whimpered quietly.

Sebastian raised his eyebrow at you and smirked against your cunt. He turned his attention to your clit, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub violently in a desperate attempt to get you to cum all over his face. His mouth hung open as you squirted with no other warning but he was satisfied nonetheless. “Such a good girl,” Sebastian whispered as he stood up, placing a chaste kiss on your lips giving you a taste of yourself. Ominis moved away from your back and began tugging at his belt, unbuckling it with a sense of urgency. He wanted to relieve himself from the tightness he was feeling. You turned around to see Ominis sitting on your double bed, taking his trousers off, the bulge in his boxers extremely obvious to you now. You looked at Sebastian who nodded to you reassuringly and you sat next to Ominis, helping the fumbling man remove his trousers.

“Need some help?” You whispered into his ear, licking a stripe up his lobe seductively. Ominis nodded, his mouth open slightly as he breathed heavily. You chuckled to yourself and helped him take off his trousers and with one swift motion pulled his underwear down. Ominis gasped as his cock hit his stomach, finally free from the tightness of his clothes. Your eyes widened as you saw his length: he was roughly the same size as Sebastian but curved very slightly to the right. You hovered over Ominis and pressed soft kisses to his cheeks, making your way to his lips before kissing him passionately. He was surprised but was quick to kiss back, his lips moulding with yours almost perfectly. You let out a soft moan into the kiss and bent your hand down to stroke Ominis’s cock slowly, a grumble erupting from his throat the second you wrapped your hand around him. You quickened your pace slightly, grasping his cock tightly as you did. Ominis was breathing heavily, his eyes closed as he relished in the feeling of your hand around his cock. He’d been wanting this since he had first met you, so to finally have you in this situation was a dream come true.

“Oh Merlin,” Ominis gasped, bucking his hips up lightly. You looked at Sebastian and grinned before removing your hand from Ominis’s cock and bending down to take him into your mouth. Ominis gasped once more as soon as your warm mouth enveloped his cock. “Oh shit-” he whimpered. You took his full length into your mouth, gagging slightly as it hit the back of your throat.

“That’s it baby, take him all I know you can do it,” Sebastian whispered as he came up behind you, grasping your hair tightly and forcing you down further onto Ominis’s cock. You gagged yet again, but due to Sebastian’s grip on your hair you were unable to pull up for air until he finally allowed you too. Tears welled in your eyes as Sebastian finally pulled your head up and you began coughing.

“Wait, no, don’t stop,” Ominis whined, looking down in your general direction. “I was so close.”

“We can’t have you cumming yet Ominis,” Sebastian grinned, pushing you down flat onto the bed. Ominis was about to protest, but kept his mouth closed as he felt the bed beneath him shift as Sebastian climbed on top of you. Sebastian admired the marks Ominis had left on your throat and used his finger to trace the marks whilst humming to himself. “You certainly left your mark on her Ominis.”

“Have I?” Ominis asked, a slight regretful tone in his voice.

Sebastian nodded and hummed once more, before pressing his lips to yours passionately. You let another soft moan into the kiss as Sebastian slipped his tongue into your mouth, swirling his tongue around your own. His hands cupped your breasts once more, playing with them again. You moaned into Sebastian’s mouth, your eyes looking towards Ominis who was gently wanking himself off to the sounds of your moans. Then Sebastian pulled away and smiled warmly at you. “Ominis, are you ready? She’s going to suck my cock while you pound that sweet little cunt.”

Ominis nodded as Sebastian shifted you onto all fours before making his way round to your face. Ominis made his way behind you, his hands grazing the lace on your hips to find his way around. When he was settled firmly behind you, Ominis grasped the base of his cock and slicked it up your folds to lubricate it before slowly pushing into you. “Oh Merlin!” You cried out, scrunching your eyes shut.

“Look at me Y/N,” Sebastian ordered. You nodded and opened your eyes, looking up at your boyfriend who was in front of you, his own cock dangerously close to your lips. Ominis was giving you a moment to adjust before he started moving, but Sebastian forced his cock into your mouth immediately. His hips began to thrust into your face as you hollowed your cheeks to suck him off earning a groan from the brunette. Ominis took that as his sign to start moving and slowly began to thrust into you. Moans escaped both of the men's lips as their hips moved in tandem, Ominis thrusting into your cunt and Sebastian thrusting into your mouth. You let out a moan around Sebastian’s cock as Ominis’s pace sped up slightly, causing Sebastian to groan in pleasure. “Does he feel good, Y/N? Baby? Does he feel good?” You nodded, unable to reply with a mouthful of cock. You went to close your eyes but Sebastian slapped you across your face lightly, enough to send a stinging sensation across your cheek and force you to open your eyes. “Look at me when he fucks you. Look at me while I fuck you. Don’t. Stop. Looking.” You nodded again, letting out a soft sight as you took Sebastian deep into your mouth.

“Feels too good,” Ominis whimpered, his hands grasping your hips as he continued to pound into you. He was babbling now about how good you felt wrapped around his cock, about how he’d always wanted to fuck you and have you on your knees for him. His pace sped up even faster now, your body moving forward with each powerful thrust Ominis made. “I’m going to cum, baby, I’m going to cum,” Ominis cried out to you, his hips stuttering as he shot his cum deep inside of your cunt. The sound of Ominis’s whines and moans as he came pushed Sebastian over the edge. He grasped your hair tightly and pounded into your mouth desperate to reach his own release. In seconds, he was cumming in your mouth with a strangled moan.

“Swallow it baby, swallow it,” Sebastian ordered, holding your chin tightly to stop you from opening your mouth and spitting out his cum. You nodded and did as you were told, swallowing every last drop he had given you. “Such a good girl,” he bent down to give you a small kiss on the lips before letting go of your chin allowing you to breathe finally. Ominis had already pulled out of you and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily.

You smiled, completely fucked out as you lay down on the large bed next to Ominis, cuddling up next to him. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close, relishing in the moment before things went back to how they used to be where he wasn’t allowed to be intimate with you. His hands traced your arm slowly as his breathing went back to normal. Sebastian lay down next to you, spooning you as you remained cuddling with Ominis. It wasn’t long before the three of you had fallen asleep, without a word, just basking in the afterglow of sex. Maybe this would happen again. Maybe it wouldn’t. You could only hope to have a conversation with Sebastian about it when Ominis finally leaves.

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just-another-star-47 · 29 days

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I feel like Hogwarts Legacy has done a much better job in creating characters fitting into their houses. 😅

I know in the Harry Potter books it's about 'actions are more important than just character traits, but it feels weird, when Harry for example is very much a Gryffindor at his core in the first place - like he didn't really need to go against his traits at all. 😅

When it comes to the houses I always ask myself what the character would do in a stressful situation - I think that's always a good indicator of where they belong.

As Harry dreams about Sirius beeing tortured by Voldemort, his first reaction is to attack, to get into action, to find him, fight everone who stands in his way and done - simple, reckless, a little stupid Gryffindor logic.

Hermione on the other side (I know she's technically a Gryffindor, but that's the point right? In my mind she would have been better off in Ravenclaw), thinks in that exact same situation. She wants to make sure it's not a trap, thinks about the dangers that will await them and tries to prepare herself and the others for it.

I feel in Hogwarts Legacy it's much more clear.

Natsai is very adventurous, her first reaction to Rookwood and Harlow is to fight them. She throws herself in dangerous situations and just wings it from there on.

Garreth doesn't care what others think of him and just does his thing. Could his potions be dangerous to him or other students? Very much so. Does he care? Not at all.

I had my problems with Leander, but I really like now that they put him into Gryffindor because I think he shows the bad sides of the traits of his house very well. He's highly competitive (I think competitive and ambitious are different things) to a point were he becomes arrogant and annoying. He wants to fight and learn dangerous spells, to a point were he's rude to a professor. I don't think he's a coward, he's just not able to let actions follow his big words.

Amit loves knowledge just because of knowledge itself. He is easily fascinated by other cultures and probably everything around him and tries to understand it. He wants to know the 'how' and 'why' and is very creative when it comes to problem solving.

Poppy is brave, but always because of a reason, not for the adventure itself. She wants to protect and has a very soft spot for the weaker ones. If problems arise, she'll ask for help and has overall a very caring personality.

Ominis first reaction, when he catches MC leaving the Undercroft is to threaten her with his status and connections. A behaviour caused by the stress of feeling betrayed and a clear indicator of his house. 😅

And do we even have to talk about Sebastian? 😅 If there's a problem, his first reaction is to charm, to manipulate, to taunt and to gather information so that it's more likely he succeeds.

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lili863 · 1 month

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Yes, all yours.

AN: Welp , I am finally writing for Sebastian Sallow. This was fun to write knowing how his personality is.

Warning: MDNI, SMUT, 18+, Enemies to lovers, DARK, DOM! SEB

TW: Slight Dubcon, a little blood involved (literally)

Sebastian Sallow.

The most charming boy I've met, he's witty, fun loving and just such an adorable flirty dork. In fact if I would have asked him to court me if only...he wasn't such an insufferable, arrogant, hard headed human being that I have ever had the displeasure of knowing.

He's a walking contradiction to better put it.

Just a week ago we were laughing and making our way to the library after sneaking out of detention and then in a span of 7 days I found myself firmly entrenched in his shitlist when he figured out I was communicating with a goblin in my investigation about Ranrok and Victor Rookwood.

Since then, it's been an onslaught of cocky remarks, disdainful glances, and thinly-veiled jabs. Oh, the joy of camaraderie among wizards.

I could tolerate all of it, really. After all, navigating the intricate social dynamics of Hogwarts has become something of a specialty of mine. But things took a turn for the worse when he had the audacity to label me as ignorant and then failed to extend even a semblance of an apology.

Initially, I empathized with his frustration and understood his misplaced anger. I made excuses for his behavior, attempting to rationalize his actions. But my patience wore thin faster than I anticipated.

Merlin, if I had known how stubborn he was going to be I would have given up hope of reconciliation a long time ago.

And it all started right after I had convinced myself that perhaps extending the olive branch should fall upon my shoulders.

I found him by the great hall. There he stood among a few of our friends: Natty, Garreth, Ominis, and Amit. A small smile crept onto my lips at the sight, hoping that this apology, however undeserved, would set things right. But just as I neared earshot, his words struck like a dagger.

"Can you believe her? The audacity. She parades around as if she's the font of all knowledge just because she's the apple of every professor's eye when she's barely scratched the surface of our world".

The words hit me like a ton of bricks as I stood there shocked.

"Sebastian, perhaps you're being a tad harsh," Natty interjected, her voice tinged with a hint of reproach. "She's many things, but ignorant isn't one of them."

Nods of agreement rippled through the small gathering, Ominis adding his voice with a weary sigh. "I'm inclined to agree. You're letting your temper get the best of you."

Sebastian's sneer sliced through the tension like a blade. "Of course you would agree, Ominis," he retorted, the bitterness palpable in his tone.

It dawned on me then that this matter held more significance for him than I had realized. I knew he was angry with me, but to this extent?

"Seems she's got all of you wrapped around her little finger, doesn't it?" he said, his gaze flicking between them with contempt.

"That's enough," I interjected sharply, drawing all eyes to me, including Sebastian's.

"You know, I would have taken your words more seriously if you had the guts to say them to my face," I challenged, closing the distance between us with purpose.

Sebastian turned to face me fully, his eyes zeroing in on mine. His deep frown transformed to a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Well, here I am, aren't I? Besides, your back is just as good a place as any for such heartfelt conversations, considering that's all I was faced with the last time."

I pressed my lips together, determined not to let his cutting words pierce through my resolve, though I could feel their sting like a sharp slap across the face. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed the group behind us watching with wide eyes.

Damn it. The last thing I needed was to turn this into a spectacle, but Sebastian was making it impossible to keep a level head.

"Funny, because I was about to say the same. Grow up, Sallow. I could handle you being a jerk any day, but immature as well?" I lowered my voice, drawing closer so our conversation couldn't be overheard. "We both know that everything I'm doing is for the greater good, including your sister."

That smile disappeared as quickly as it came, as a shadow crept over his features.

Slowly, deliberately, he closed the space between us, each step a calculated move. Startled at his demeanor I started backing up otherwise I was sure our bodies would've collided.

"Don't you dare pretend you're doing this for the good of everyone, especially my sister, when you're the one cozying up to a damn goblin."

Backed against the wall, I felt the weight of his presence looming over me, and it was precisely that moment I realized how much of a threat he could have been if he wasn't someone I knew.

He disregarded the stares of onlookers, his focus solely on me as if nothing else existed in the world.

I never saw this look on him. So scary. And so unforgiving.

My nostrils flared, and I clenched my jaw to tyring to ignore everyone gathering around us "But I am. And whether you like it or not, Lodgok is not the same. I understood your anger at first, truly, but enough is enough" My voice now ringing with authority I continued "Now back off".

He didn't move a muscle. I swear if looks could kill, I'd be 6 feet beneath the dirt right now.

With a glare, I pushed off the wall when his hand suddenly planted firmly against the wall besides my head, stopping me effectively.

His eyes darker then before trailed over my face and down to my lips "You know"... I shivered at the low timbre of it.

" For a so called prodigy you sure do run away a lot. Especially when your one marching in here telling me to man up".

My resolve wavered for a moment, but I steadied myself, meeting his gaze head-on. "Careful, Sallow," I warned, my voice laced with defiance. "Just because I choose my battles doesn't mean I'm afraid to fight."

Sebastian's lips curled into a menacing grin, a small scoff escaping his lips.

Amidst the murmurs of the gathering crowd, I turned my gaze towards them, trying to ignore his taunts.

"Well, while you're busy choosing your battles, you're losing the ones that matter"

Damn it, why is everyone here—suddenly, a calloused hand gripped my jaw, forcefully turning it back to face him.

"With me."

I sucked in a sharp breath, my heart pounding in my chest, eyes trailing back and forth between his.

He really did have a way of making every encounter feel like a fight for dominance and now I knew I was trapped. "Back off Sallow, now".

"No."

"I said back off"! With a hard shove I pushed him away from me, earning gasps and exclaims from the crowd gathering around us, all excited to see what was going on.

A sinister chuckle escaped his lips, his head thrown back in complete amusement, while I stood there, flushed with embarrassment. Whether it was from the fact that he barely moved an inch or from the proximity of his presence, I couldn't tell. He on the other hand reveled in the attention, knowing full well that I despised being the center of such spectacle.

But I wasn't about to let him see me falter. "You want a battle? Fine. Since you're so desperate to get on my bad side"!

A mocking nod was all he could offer at my not so threatening threat "Bad side, huh? And what does that entail?"

"Mopping the floor with your arse in the courtyard, for all to see. Perhaps then I can show you just how well being a teacher's pet pays off." I spat.

"Well, let me tell you what my bad side entails, since you're already on it."

I huffed, a sarcastic smile playing on my lips as I shifted my weight, a hand on my hip. "Do enlighten me."

As tension crackled between us, Sebastian's breaths came slow and measured, the controlled rhythm of his chest betraying the intensity of his emotions as he stood before me.

"When I emerge victorious from this duel," he whispered, his voice dripping with controlled menace, "You won't forget it. I'll ensure it. And it won't just end there. I'll make your life a living hell, and believe me, darling, it won't be a pleasant experience."

My heart dropped, and my hands fell to my sides as I looked up at him in shock. "Sebastian..."

Maybe it was just my imagination, but a flicker of something passed by his face. His gaze softened, but his face remained expressionless.

"Do you really think you can just come into my life and pretend to care about everything? To care about my sister and then just dump it back in my face, as if all the things we went through together meant nothing?"

I shook my head, my eyes wide as saucers, but before the words could come out of my mouth, he beat me to it. "You'll regret it." Cedarwood and pine filled my senses as he stepped closer. "I'll make sure of it."

Speechless. That was what I was. Turning back around, he faced our group of friends, all of whom were confused, and started walking back towards them.

"Tomorrow after classes, tell Lucas I'll be there at 5," he said. He really was going to duel me.

"Oh, and..." He turned back around, and the smirk on his face irked me. "Bring plenty of Wiggenwald, darling." My stomach churned, and I felt nauseous. I wasn't afraid to duel him, but now, I am not so sure. This was a much bigger deal to him then I thought it would be. And considering this involved his sister... maybe I underestimated the weight of it all.

And that smile on his face... the normalcy after that terrifying expression... it was as unsettling as it was unexpected. And I was going to have to face the full wrath of it tomorrow...

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"Bombarda"!

Sparks flew as spells clashed in midair, casting dazzling lights and shadows across the courtyard. I dodged and weaved, my movements being fluid and controlled, but his relentless barrage of spells were uncannily precise.

There he stood, a calm look to his face as his spells were coming faster and more ferocious with each passing moment.

It's come to my attention as soon as this duel started that I might be royally screwed. Along with the insomnia I had suffered last night and eating next to nothing in the last 36 hours I was in a bad shape.

But what really threw me off was that he had dramatically improved from the last time I dueled him.

In fact he was arguably one of the best duelers in this school at the moment. I am, ashamed to say, it was more challenging with him then anyone I've encountered in my missions, including the trials.

Though in my trials I was fighting knights, not a actual human being so, I cant just use my ancient magic to spear a lighting through his head.

With gritted teeth, I unleashed a wave of fiery infernos, the flames dancing and twisting towards Sebastian with menacing intent. The crowd Oohs and aahs only got louder and more excited at my display of magic.

Too bad it only lasted about 3 seocnds before he countered with a powerful Shield Charm, the flames dissipating against the barrier with a hiss.

A surge of panic washed over me as he unleashed a dark hex, the ancient magic stirring within me in response. With a desperate effort, I summoned a powerful shield to deflect the attack.

As the spell collided with my shield, I felt the impact reverberate through my entire being, threatening to shatter my resolve. I staggered, barely managing to stay on my feet, disbelief etched into every line of my face.

Sebastian stood there, his lips slightly curling at my reaction.

He knew.

That would have been impossible to counter if it hadn't been for my ancient magic.

I heaved for breath, my chest tight with apprehension as I watched the young slytherin, seeing the powerful dark aura radiate off of him like smoke.

Shit...

He just flung a dark hex at me as if the very notion of it being forbidden never crossed his mind.

He stepped close enough for me to hear him say "Did you ever learn that while being a teacher pet"?

I growled, gripping my wand tight. I did not go through trials involving deadly knights, goblins and trolls to lose to an egotisical boy.

"Is this really how you wanna play Sallow"? I sneered.

Sebastian predatory eyes swept over me as I ignored the tightening feeling in my stomach. His tongue flicked out to wet his lips in anticipation.

"You know exactly how I play fifth year". He purred.

With a swift incantation, I conjured a dazzling array of illusions, each one more intricate than the last.

To my utter joy Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise as he struggled to discern the real me from the phantoms that surrounded him.

But he was quick to recover, his own spells flying fast and furious as he sought to break through my defenses. Bolts of lightning crackled through the air, sending shockwaves rippling across the courtyard as our magic clashed in a spectacular display of power.

The crowd's cheers and gasps melded into a deafening cacophony, but amidst the chaos, I could only focus on the piercing ringing in my ears. I gritted my teeth, my eyes narrowing as I prepared to unleash my most powerful spell yet. With a flick of my wand and a whispered incantation, I summoned a whirlwind of energy that engulfed Sebastian and everyone else in a blinding vortex of light.

Everyone gasped covering their eyes and as the brilliance faded, I braced myself for the next onslaught, but nothing could have prepared me for what came next

Suddenly I yelp, feeling the tip of a cold wand pressed to my neck and a warm yet menacing presence press against my back.

To my utter horror, Sebastian stood behind me out of nowhere, wrapping his arm around my waist, keeping me perfectly still.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach, unleashing a wave of blood to my core. It's almost laughable, the way fear grips me now, rendering me hesitant to face him. I just know what hes going to look like, and I am not sure I could take it.

I try to cast something as his lips brush against my ear, and he whispers "Expelliarmus".

My wand flies out of my hand instantly, bouncing on the ground before rolling away as the crowd watched in stunned silence.

Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead as I watched my wand disappear into the distance. And then it hits me.

Fuck.

How could I forget.

I taught him how to apparate last week...

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"Sebastian, please," I pleaded, struggling to keep pace with his brisk stride. Every two steps felt like a hurdle, but his iron grip on my arm prevented me from face-planting afterward.

"You've won, alright," I conceded, feeling defeated.

With a forceful tug, he yanked me forward and pressed me against the wall, eliciting a grunt from me.

"And yet, you're still defending a goblin," venom dripped from his words, saturating the air with its malevolence.

I hadn't known he was capable of such intense hatred. Part of it, I suspected, had something to do with his dalliance in the dark arts.

Melting into the wall did nothing as Sebastian stepped in to close the distance.

"He's provided more information than any other creature I've encountered, Sebastian. He's the reason I can move forward in this investigation." I pleaded.

"Yeah, and how do you know it's not all a lie?" he retorted sharply.

"You're acting as if no one else, or any other creature, hasn't lied to me before. How is it any different if a goblin does?" I shot back, trying to maintain my composure.

"You know why!" he exploded, pushing against me, his frustration palpable.

Ragged breaths escaped me as I struggled to remain steady. His hard abdomen was smashed against mine with no disregard for personal space. I was caged.

"I understand your anger, Seb. But only to an extent. Not all goblins are bad, just like not all humans are good. Victor Rookwood is scum, yet there are trusted relationships with all kinds of creatures and humans."

With a scoff like laugh, his fingers began to trace its way down my cheek, "You're adorable, living in your little fantasy world. But reality is much harsher than your dreams."

I let out frustrated grunt but before I could respond I felt his wand press against the side of the my lower thigh. "Goodness know mine is hell, your precious goblins saw to that when they decided my sister should be 'seen and not heard'"

With a hitched breath I felt him raise his wand, sliding the smooth wood closer and closer to core.

Oh.my.goodness.

It was like my brain shut down as I realized what was happening.

I squeezed my eyes trying to concentrate on the conversation, a very important conversation.

"I am sorry Sebastian. I-I really am, I am most definitely not defending all goblins here, especially the ones who cursed Anne-"

"Oh yes you are. You even fought me for it". A cruel grin spread across his lips.

I started to step on my tippy toes instinctively to avoid the thin wood making it way under my skirt.

"You'll never understand will you"? His unsettling voice rattled me and thats when a tinge of fear seeped into my brain. This was not the Sebastian I knew.

"Seb..." My voice tremebled.

The tip of his wand disappeared under my skirt until I jumped with gasp when the tip pressed firmly on my core.

"You betrayed me".

I gasped, arching back, my hands shooting straight for his in an attempt to stop him as he began to move the wand up my clothed slit.

"I-I didn't-"

Through quick glances, I could see him observing my reactions without a hint of shame. I squeezed my eyes shut, whimpering at the sensation as the tip of his wand halted atop my clit before he started twirling it.

Despite my tightening grip on his hand, he remained unmoved. All I could do was throw my head back with a cry, feeling a tight knot forming in my stomach

"Seb s-stop" I whimpered.

"Are you sure you want me too"? His cocky tone showed now remorse as he watched me fall apart.

"Tell me the truth," his lips pressed on my to my cheek. "You wanted this from the day you met me didn't you"?

"W-what? NO-"

"Thats why you did what you did. Because pissing me off was the only way to get my attention" He chuckled. But it was hardly humorous.

I wanted to slap him, but my legs were shaking, my own wetness beginning to drip down my thighs.

His wand dropped instantly, rolling away from us. Panting, I thought maybe this was the end of it until his hand dove beneath my skirt, forcibly making its way down my underwear.

Gasping, I clutched his collar for dear life, feeling his calloused hand slide across my slit, rubbing my soaking cunt. As if my dignity wasn't hanging by a thread, my hips started to roll on their own, meeting his fingers.

"Ahhgh-Seb"!

Thats when his other hand swung around to grab to my ass and squeezed a handful of it. Hard. "Look at this"

I faced him finally. A smug grin draped over his face.

"You act all righteous but in the back of your mind all you wanted was a good fuck"

Suddenly, all sensations within my body halted. Without a second thought, my hand connected with his cheek, the sound of a slap reverberating through the dark hall.

His cheek swung the other way as he backed off slightly. I stood there, breathing hard, eyes wide, and clenching my thighs. If he thought I would just stand there and endure his vulgarity, he had another thing coming.

A small bruise formed at the corner of his lip, where a hint of blood emerged. However, what made me tense up, gripping the wall behind me, was his gaze slowly returning to mine—dark and hungry—as his tongue darted out to lick his lips over the bruise with a smirk

Clenching my jaw, I gritted, "You're a bastard."

Then I see the glint in his eyes

He charges towards me, "Well, if I'm a bastard, then you're my slut."

His lips crashed onto mine, pinning me against the wall. I groaned, attempting to navigate the kiss, but I couldn't keep up. His lips switched angles every few seconds, exploring every inch of me in a frenzy. His chest pressed against mine, his hands diving under my thighs, pushing me further into the wall as he devoured me.

I couldn't push him away, even if my life depended on it—which now it definitely did as I struggled to breathe. With no choice, I pulled my head back, opening my mouth to breathe, but he shoved his tongue in.

I whimpered breathing him in as forcifully as he made me. It was dizzying it, if he didn;t keep me upright I was sure I was going to fall from lack of oxygen. His finger went back to my gushing core as he slipped a finger in, pumping it rapidly. I pulled back gripping his jaw with a moan, barely able to stand right as he finger me harshly

Sebastian lips moved down to my neck pressing searing kisses "Your so wet baby" He murmered against my skin.

Then he brought his head up, pupil exploded with lust. I was sure I looked the same too hazy from the pleasure he giving me.

"Give me a taste huh"?

Nothing was registering in my mind. "Wha-"

Before I could finish, he finger, drove out of me with an audible pop before he yanked my panties down.

He fell to his knees, and without hesitation, his head disappeared under my skirt. Then the most startling sound escaped my mouth as I felt his warm tongue envelop my cunt, sucking and licking with desperation. No teasing, no foreplay, just an explosion of sensation.

My hand tangled into his hair as I cried out, hunching over as if he was sucking my energy. It didn't take him more than a second to find my clit as his tongue circled the hardened nub.

His other finger found my cunt, ramming in two fingers this time. The dark hall was filled with slopping sounds and loud squelches; if that didn't send a message to any poor classmate who happened to walk by, then my screams probably did.

Finally, with two more harsh thrusts, I became undone, crashing my weight onto his shoulders, my world spinning. My cries were silent with how intensely the orgasm hit me. Sebastian knew it too when his head popped out from under my skirt, licking the remaining juices off his lips. He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, his smile, anything but friendly

No. I could tell he wasn't done.

My legs finally gave out as I kneeled before him. "Hang on, darling, I'm not through with you," he teased, his tone doing nothing to prepare me as he grabbed my waist and pushed me onto the ground, dirt be damned.

Oh fuck.

I realized I was going to be taken right here, in the middle of this damn hall, and no one was going to stop him. I knew I couldn't. Because hell, I needed him too. He nudged in between my legs, spreading them wide enough for him to see everything.

"You're so fucking pretty," he breathed heavily, his mouth still glistening from earlier. I went completely red.

No, not here. If someone walks in, I'd sooner get eaten by an Acromantula

"Stop, Sebastian! What if-"

A sharp slap to my thigh silenced me instantly before he loomed over me. "You don't want me to stop," he accused, slipping his hands beneath my shirt.

A sob-like cry escaped me as his other hand smoothed over the red mark on my thigh. I hated how good it felt, but what I hated more was that he knew

One last lie. Maybe he'll believe me and I can end this fever dream and not have to deal with the consequences after.

"I do".

Sebastian looked at me, studying my face scrutizing every aspect I tried to keep indifferent when he grins.

"Your cunt certainly doesnt". And he makes a point to show me by smashing his lips on top of mine as I taste myself.

Why is that I am always out of breath whens he kissing me? I breath him in hard.

Everything about him is overwhelming.

As pulls away with my bottom lips between his teeth. He unbuckles his trousers and I dare to look down...

"Sebastian".

His hand immediately grips my jaw bring it up to face him.

"It'll fit. Ill make it fit".

I shake my head, another excuse brewing in my head when he pauses what hes doing and rips open my shirt button flying everywhere.

A shaky sound leaves him he gazes at my breasts "Is that for me".

He was talking about the lacy bra I decided to wear today, and I realized, that today of all day I decided to wear it, because of him.

I gulped "No.."

He smirked, pulling the bra down. "Liar. Keep it up though; I love catching you and seeing the blush all over your face," he said, aligning himself over my entrance and pushing his blunt head in.

I flinched, grabbing his neck and pulling him down. "The least you can do is distract me from the pain..." He smiled, moving a strand of hair out of my face. "I don't think so; perhaps you're forgetting this is punishment," he said, his long, nimble fingers wrapping around the nape of my neck, keeping my head in place.

"Let me see those tears, baby, and don't you dare move your face"

I squeezed his shoulders, a pleading look on my face "Your being cruel".

"Only cause you made me" With that he pushed his length is as I gasp, a strangled noise leaving my throat.

Before I could adjust, he began thrusting into me. The room filled with the sound of his hips slapping against mine. I bounced on the cold stone floor, my breasts moving in tandem. He seized one in his mouth, and I cried out, closing my eyes tightly, feeling utterly helpless in his grasp.

Both of his hands gripped under my thighs and stretched my legs nearly to my stomach as he rammed into me at full speed. My screams and half-moans likely echoed throughout the castle as I flailed on the ground, arching my back, nails scraping against the floor, sweat slickening my skin.

Sebastian groaned as he observed one of my hands reaching for my breast and teasing my hardened nipples

Any pain I felt at the beginning was replaced by sweet utter bliss, it was powerful, and so blinding.

His length reached inside me and pulled out sqelching each time, as if there was a pull stopping him backing all the way out.

He grunted before proceeding to grab my wrists and pin them above my head, putting most of his wright atop of me.

Leaving hot wet kiss all over my neck, he faced me watching my tear stricken face, "Do you want to make this up to me".

I hear those words and immediately nod my head, knowing he would never accpet lodgok no matter what.

"Then promise me your mine. Promise me from now on you'll come to me whenever I summon you whether its the restricted section or in the middle of the damn dark forest. You'll come and do whatever I ask whether thats spreading your leg for me or giving me a taste of that sweet cunt of yours".

I gushed, my eyes nearly rolling at the back of my head with the speed he was going.

"Se-Seb" I whined. "I am-gonna c-cum"

"Promise me sweetheart. Or we stop this. Now".

I am no fool. I knew he what he was asking of me nothing short of being slave to all his desires. But he would never call me his girlfirend. No.

Thats my punishment.

"Seb, I- thats too much"

He clicked in tonghe, an annoyance washing over his features.

"Unless you perfer me to tell other professors what youve been up to. You know, sneaking out in the middle of the night, slaying goblins and ashwinders..."

The cruel grin made it way to his face when my eyes snapped up at him.

"Tell me" He leaned in pressing a soft kiss to my lips and everything I hated about him melted. "Tell me your mine" He murmed against my lips.

As if he knew extactly what to do to get wheat he wanted, his finger dove down to my clit, pressing the nub and rubbing it harshly.

I screamed arching my back as it all hit me. The blinding white pleasure that had me see stars. He wrapped my legs around his waist holding me tight, watching me and convulse against him in pure bliss. As it came over me in waves, I fianlly open my eyes to stare up at his. I cant believe I am saying this.

"Yes.."

His forehead leaned on top of mine a knowing smile on his lips.

"I am all yours..."

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Love Letters

Sebastian Sallow x Reader

WC: 1K

A/N: I don’t know how popular the Hogwarts legacy fandom is as of now because I’ve not been on tumblr, but I found this fic in my drafts(along with quite a few wips) and realized I never posted it so I thought I would feed the Sallow girlies a quick snack today.

Summary: Sebastian wants to write you a love letter to tell you about his feelings but it’s not going the way he hoped, even with Ominis’ help.

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Ominis knows he shouldn’t be as amused as he is right now, but he can’t help it. It’s not often he gets to experience Sebastian embarrass himself so willingly.

Try as he does to suppress his chuckle, it slips out and Sebastian sighs, letting the several half written love notes spill onto the table in front of him.

“It’s not funny.” Sebastian practically pouts, glad his friend can’t see the expression on his face.

“I disagree.” Ominis taunts him with a grin, leaning back in his seat.

“I’ve been trying to write Y/N a note all afternoon! I just don’t understand why they sound so…”

“Awful?” Ominis jumps in. “Horrendous? Painfully cliche?”

“Oi, shut it.” Sebastian mutters, gently nudging Ominis’ foot under the table. He very much regrets asking his best friend for help now he knows how embarrassed he’d be.

He sighs before picking up all his papers, trying to find the best parts of them all. “Why don’t you read them again? Out loud, so I can hear.” Sebastian doesn’t see why Ominis asks him to do so, but he reads through the notes, pulling faces every time he gets to a rather cheesy part of the note.

When he finishes, he looks to Ominis, hoping he can give him any sort of feedback to fix this mess.

Ominis stays quiet for a moment, thinking Merlin only knows what until he says, “You make me wish I was deaf as well.”

Sebastian’s hands slap against the table as he gives up, annoyed with his inability to string together simple words to tell you how he feels and annoyed with Ominis’ lack of help. “Forget this.” Sebastian grumbles, crumpling up as many of the letters as he can.

Ominis sighs and puts his hand across the table, covering some of the papers and getting Sebastian to stop. “Just talk to her. Tell her how you feel.”

Sebastian pulls a face at the recommendation. “Tell her how I feel?” He repeats, starting to pace in his spot. “You mean, just walk up to her and tell her how beautiful I think she is? Or how any time she smiles at me, you, Anne or anything really, I can’t help but stare? How she is most likely the smartest and kindest person I have ever met? How anytime she’s in the room, I am most certain my heart will beat out of my chest with how fast she makes it? How each time I see her leave the castle on her little adventures, I fight myself on whether to go with because I need to know that she makes it back safe to me? To us? You think I should just walk right up to Y/N and tell I am absolutely in love with her?”

There was silence between the two boys after Sebastian’s speech and the brunette boy, exhausted mentally, falls in his seat in a slump. Ominis just sat there, gripping his wand tight in his hand as his lips gently pull up to the left. “Well,” he whispers, getting Sebastian’s attention, who frowns upon seeing his smirk, “I don’t think you have to worry about it anymore.”

Sebastian’s brows furrow and he was about to ask Ominis what he meant before the sound of a book clattering to the ground behind him has him whipping his hand around and he opens his eyes wide. There you were, frozen in your place as you struggle to keep more books from falling off the shelves.

“Sorry.” You mumble, trying to determine if you really were hearing what you think you were hearing. “And uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to- I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop.

Sebastian nods at your reassurance. “How much did you hear?”

You wave your hand in the air. “Oh, well just, uh, just… everything.”

Well, that’s not what he wanted.

He turned to glare at Ominis, but the boy slipped out when you and Sebastian were focused on each other.

You glance down at the paper strewn across the table, ready to dismiss them before seeing your name on one of them. “What is that?”

Sebastian sighs, debating whether he could really show you his mess of notes. He nods, letting you fall into the seat next to him as you pick through the papers. You barely got through the first sentence of the very first letter before your eyes shoot to Sebastian’s.

“You.. you wrote me letters?” There was a deep blush on his face and he’d gone silent, but he nods. You stare at him, feeling your own cheeks heat up quite a bit before you turn back and read, picking a few sentences of each discarded letter. Your favorite ones were the ones Sebastian had scratched over with his quill, obviously being embarrassed of having written them, but you enjoyed them.

From the first moment we met, I knew there was something extraordinary about you.

I know what love is because I know you.

My darling, you are my rock, my confident, my ally, my friend, and so much more.

“Bash…” you mumble, blinking repeatedly to keep your tears from spilling out.

“I couldn’t find the right words.” He whispers, picking up a few of the letters and holding them. “I had Ominis try to help me, but I don’t think he was particularly helpful.” You chuckle, imagining Ominis trying to help Sebastian.

Your laugh fades out as you put your hands on top of Sebastian’s and your eyes meet. Your stomach flutters with nerves and adoration. “I think you know the right words.”

Sebastian smiles at you, the corners of his mouth tugging up just enough that his eyes crinkle and he nods. “Y/N,” he begins, looking to his letters for strength but he knows he doesn’t need it. “Y/N, I love you. I’m in love with you. I want to be with you and I want to go on adventures with you and I want to smile with you and I want, I just want you.” His hand cups your cheek, bringing you closer to him as your eyes flutter close and he whispers, one last time before your lips meet, “I love you.”

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Getting Caught pt 4 Finale - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

I can’t believe you heathens have gobbles this little series up so frantically and kept enjoying every part I put out. I’m so grateful everyone likes it. That being said consider this a finale piece. I have so many branching ideas that I want to work on and therefore I feel I’ve written a good end for this little series. I hope you enjoy and thanks for hanging on for this little journey.

Warnings: a little fluff, losing virginity, awkward first time, mentions of blood, unprotected p-in-v, use of the word cervix (some of yall CANT get with that word so I added it here 😅)

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Ominis paced the Undercroft. His head had been an absolute mess since their last meeting. All his life he’d never wanted to have sex with anyone, the fear of producing an heir or subjecting a woman to his family being far too much for his sanity.

But now all he could think about was what she felt like inside, how badly he wanted to take her sweet, soft innocence and make her cry out in pleasure while wrapped around him. How badly he wanted to hold her in his arms and drown in her incredible scent.

He’d thought about sex but never this much in his entire life. His thoughts as he laid in bed awake trying to sleep was what her possible reaction would be, would she also want it? What would become of them if they went farther, could he protect her from his family if they decided to court?

His head lifted when he heard the whirring clocks, he straightened, clasping his hands behind his back and listening to each echoing boot step as she came closer. “Ominis. I got your owl…”

He held out his hand, causing her to stop. “C-can I say what I have to say?” After a beat of silence and a small yes he continued. “I-I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you. Maybe it’s because we’ve suddenly become rather intimate…but…I find myself feeling a strong desire for you. One that can’t be quenched while alone in my bed at night.”

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the harsh hammering of his heart. “I…want to ask if you’d be open to courtship. I know my family is less than desirable to be associated with but I could keep it secret from them. We could just tell our close and trusted friends…or if you’re not okay with that maybe…it stays strictly physical and secret.”

He wished now more than ever to have sight, to see her face…her silence made his stomach tighten into harsh uncomfortable knots. But when she finally spoke he couldn’t hold back a sigh of relief. “Ominis…I…you want to become physical?”

His cheeks reddened, a stutter marring his speech. “W-well I…y-yes I suppose. I-I-I mean I’d love to court you first but I…can’t stop thinking of whatever we've been doing together. I-I want more, however you’ll give it to me.”

She stepped closer to him, with each step his heart crashed against his ribcage, threatened to burst from his chest. To his surprise the pounding of his heart was the furthest thing from his mind as her hand caressed his cheek and soft lips met his.

He stayed absolutely still till she pressed deeper into the kiss, then his hands were in her hair, pulling her close as their kiss deepened. It’s a slow and sensual kiss, no urgency behind it, just raw emotions.

When the kiss broke they were both red cheeked and breathless. He was still holding her close, afraid that if he let her go she may dissolve into thin air.

She caressed his cheek again and he could hear her smile. “Ominis…I’d love to be yours. W-we can figure out how to manage your family as we go but I want this, us.”

Ominis swept her up into his arms and she giggled happily. He kissed her again, still holding her in his arms, maneuvering them deeper into the Undercroft. He sank to his knees and laid her on the pile of blankets, breaking the kiss. “D-do you want to go further?”

A small yes had him diving forward, lips crashing against hers. This kiss was a hungry, burning, all consuming wildfire that had her clawing at his chest, pulling him down against her.

He hovered above her, one hand awkwardly coming up to paw at the front of her shirt. A wave of heat pooled in his groin, sparking to life the need he harbored for her. She hummed softly which he took as a good sign, groping a bit harder and seeking her nipple through the fabric.

She breathlessly took his hand, helping him slide it up under her shirt and their kiss was broken as he moaned just from the feeling of her chemise. He was rock hard against her thigh, grinding himself greedily against her.

He pinched her nipple a bit harder than intended, causing her to yelp. He looked up sheepishly, apologizing before abandoning her breast and sliding his hand down to her skirt, hiking it up around her waist.

He groaned as his fingers met her wet center, dipping in to collect her wetness before rolling over her clit. She sagged against the blankets, moaning needily as he picked up speed.

Her back arched and Ominis pushed himself up as best as he could, still rubbing her as he attempted to free his aching erection one handed. He paused to rub a flattened palm over himself, desperate to soothe the urgency.

Once he’d accomplished freeing himself he was pushing against her, awkwardly leaning over her while trying to line himself up between her legs.

She tensed and he stopped, going back to rolling her sensitive bud under the pads of his fingers. “No rush darling, it’s okay. Sorry for my eagerness.”

She clutched his shirt, lifting her hips to chase the feeling he was giving her. She was gasping and moaning, writhing beneath him and if he didn’t know better he’d think she was about to cum.

His suspicion was confirmed when he nudged against her entrance again and she wriggled her hips against him, he could feel her spasming even just pressed against her entrance. His eager fingers sped up on her clit as a sob caught in her throat.

He pushed past the thin barrier of her virginity, turning her blissful sounds into a sharp cry. His attention was divided between the blissful heat he was slowly shoving into and petting her hair gently while cooing encouragements. “S-such a good girl. Gods, you feel so tight.”

She whimpered, pulling him closer which was his only sign to keep pushing into her almost too tight heat. His control waned when he lifted his hand to feel her face and caught a wet tear sliding over her cheek.

He tried to pull out and she shook her head, tugging at his shirt. “D-don’t stop. M’fine…please.”

He didn’t stop, instead focusing on rubbing her sensitive nub while lurching his hips forward inside of her. His thrusts were jerky and untimed but he still felt her clench around him and heard her whimper in pleasure.

A sick satisfaction and sense of pride took over him when he smelled the tang of blood and felt the slickness of it coating him. He shoved all the way inside, feeling her clenched tightly while he pulled out and shoved back in.

A choked moan escaped her throat and she clung tighter to him. They rocked together, finding a rhythm where he pulled out and pushed back in. He was much longer than she’d imagined so he bottomed out every time, causing a gasp when his tip kissed her cervix.

His elbows were planted on either side of her head as he rut into her, hips moving faster and more fervently. He grunted and groaned till finally he stilled and spilled inside of her, filling her up.

Her cheeks were red as she laid beneath him, embarrassed and shy after feeling him absolutely unload inside of her. He panted, adjusting so he could hold her face. “M’fuck I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. Don’t worry, won’t stop till you’re done too.”

She couldn’t believe he was still hard, his hand moved down to rub her clit again and his thrusts resumed, gentle and calculated. It wasn’t long before her moans and arching back indicated she was close. He felt her body language and soon she was clutching onto him, whimpering and begging. “G-gonna…m’gonna cum! Ominis!”

She did, clenching around him, she exploded in blissful orgasmic pleasure. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm as she whimpered and pleaded through her orgasm as it tore through her.

He held her, staying buried inside of her as he soothed her and caressed her. Petting her hair and praising her. “You’re so incredible. This is perfect. Gods I can’t believe your mine. All mine.”

She blushed, relaxing in his touch as he held her, basking in his warmth and soothing touch, taking in the fact that this all started with her catching him in the act down in this exact spot.

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fanartandfanfiction · 7 months

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Sick

Inspired by @ellivenollivander and @damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog

Ominis is sick and you’ve stepped in to take care of him.

Word count: 1773 SFW, just some cute fluff

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“ACHOO!” Ominis sneezed into the sleeve of his robe.

“Watch it, mate! You nearly sneezed on me!” Sebastian grumbled.

“I’m sorry, it’s not like I could SEE YOU.”

“Why don’t you just give up and go see Nurse Blainey?”

“I don’t NEED to see nurse Blainey. I’m not-“ his sentence was cut off with another sneeze.

“At least go to bed. I’ll tell your professors you’re sick. Everyone would much prefer you keep your germs to yourself.”

“I feel like I should sneeze on you on purpose now.” Ominis grumbled. Though going back to bed did sound pretty great, since navigating without sight was its own challenge, and adding dizziness to the mix wasn’t helping.

He went back to his dorm and flopped down on his bed. He didn’t even bother changing out of his school clothes. He coughed into his pillow and drifted off to sleep.

Some time later, he was woken to the sound of a knock. “It’s open!” He shouted, though slightly muffled.

“Ominis? It’s me.” You said as you cracked open the door.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” He sat up and sniffed.

“Sebastian said you were sick. I’m here to help.”

Ominis smiled sweetly at you. “Thank you, but I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” He stood up from his bed and stumbled. You grabbed onto him to steady him.

“Ominis! You’re burning up!” You pressed your hand to his forehead. He jumped at the unexpected touch, but then leaned into your hand.

“Am I? Because frankly it feels like I’m in a refrigerator.”

“You need to get back in bed. Do you want to change into pajamas? I can step out.”

“Sure.” Ominis stepped toward his dresser and staggered again.

“Ok, change of plans. Sit down, I’ll get them.” You led him to the bed and sat him down in the side. You went over to his dresser and opened a drawer, your cheeks coloring a bit as you looked at his underwear.

“Third drawer.” He grumbled. You opened the third drawer and chuckled.

“What?”

“This is the most neatly organized pajama drawer I’ve ever seen. I don’t know why I’m surprised.” You pulled out a soft T-shirt (that you kind of wanted to steal) and plaid green pajama pants. “Alright, here we go.” You reached for his shirt button and he jumped.

“What are you doing?!”

“Unbuttoning your shirt?” You reached for it again.

His eyes widened. “You are NOT changing my clothes. I’ll do it.” He stood up and stumbled, clutching his head. “Ugh, my ears are ringing and I’m terribly dizzy.” He attempted to unbutton his shirt and his hands were shaking. He hoped you would attribute it to being sick, and not the idea of you undressing him.

“That’s what I’m here for. Now, let me help you.”

Ominis’ cheeks were tinted pink as you began unbuttoning his shirt. You slid it off his shoulders, briefly admiring his chiseled abdomen. You knew he was fit, but DAMN.

“Are you done staring?” He smirked.

“Sorry. Put your arms up.” He sighed and put his arms up, and you tugged the shirt on over his head. “Alright, um, what about pants?”

“I’m not letting you take my pants off!” This was embarrassing enough.

“Sit on the edge of the bed. I’ll step out, just give a shout when you’re done.” You placed the pajama pants in his hand and left the room. You leaned against the door and exhaled. You thought you’d done well at hiding your crush on your friend, but now that you knew what he looked like without a shirt on, it was going to be much more difficult.

“Alright, you can come back.”

You entered and smiled at Ominis in his pajamas. You hadn’t thought he could get any cuter. You were wrong. “Ok, mister. Into bed with you.”

“You don’t have to speak to me like a child.” He grumbled. You helped him under the covers and he was shivering.

“I made a stop by the hospital wing on my way here. This will help with the fever.” You pressed a vial into his hand. He downed it and made a face. “Fair warning, it’ll make you drowsy. Nurse Blainey said you might feel a bit funny too, it’s pretty strong.”

“I feel fine. My tongue is fuzzy.” He began sticking out his tongue and touching it.

“Oh dear. Maybe you should get some rest. I’ll leave you alone.”

“You’re leaving?” He said, looking like a scared child.

“I didn’t know if you wanted me to stay with you or not.”

“I don’t want to be by myself.” He pouted.

“That’s fine.” You smiled. “I suppose I can conjure a chair.”

“Will you sit with me?” He patted the bed. He looked adorable, and you just wanted to hug him.

“Of course.” You walked over to his bed and sat beside him.

“I’m f-freezing.” His teeth were chattering.

“Come here, I’ve got you.” You reached for him and he leaned away.

“I don’t want to get you sick.”

“Don’t worry, I rarely get sick. Your fever will come down soon. In the meantime, you can share my body heat.” You reached for him and this time he let you pull him over. You blushed as his head rested on your chest. His body was shaking and you held him tightly.

“I feel awful.” He whined.

“I know.” You began stroking his hair and he sighed contendedly. If it weren’t for the damn flu, this was heaven. He could hear your heart beating, and it soothed him, as well as the rise and fall of your chest with each breath. Your hand felt wonderful as you stroked his hair.

He couldn’t remember a single time in his life he’d been comforted like this. If you got sick at the Gaunt house, you were quarantined to your room and fended for yourself. His father had been furious once when he caught the flu from Ominis. He shuddered as he remembered his harsh punishment.

“Are you still cold?” You asked. You pulled the covers tighter around him and rested your head on his. “You’ll feel better soon, I promise.”

He snuggled tighter against you. He felt so safe, so loved…

Come to think of it, you were one of the only people that touched him. He preferred it that way, but didn’t mind one bit when you’d take his hand to lead him somewhere or bump his leg under the table to wake him up during history of magic. There was something so wonderful about your touch. It would be easy to get addicted to.

At some point he drifted off to sleep, waking to the feeling of a cool rag on his forehead. Why was he so hot?

“Your fever is coming down. The cool washcloth should help.” You’d been leaning over him and began to walk away. He let out a small whimpering sound that broke your heart. “I’m right here.” You ran your fingers through his hair.

“Don’t leave.” He whined.

“I’m not.”

“You did!” He pouted. You smiled at his pouty demeanor. You walked back around to the other side of the bed and got in it again.

Ominis immediately scooted over to cuddle you again. “Will you rub my head again?”

“Of course.” You began working your fingers through his hair again and he sighed.

“Promise you won’t leave”

“I won’t.” You smiled down at him. Ominis surprised you by wrapping both arms around you and pulling you close. The poor boy was miserable.

You hated to wake him up, he was sleeping so peacefully, but it was lunchtime and he needed to eat.

“Ominis.” You whispered softly and stroked his hair. “Wake up, Omi.”

He grumbled in response and buried his head in your chest.

“You need to eat and stay hydrated.”

“Not hungry.” He mumbled.

“That’s too bad. Sebastian is bringing us lunch.”

“Stay with me until he gets here.”

“I will.” You looked down and saw a wide grin on his face. “Why are you smiling?”

“I like it when you take care of me. No one has ever done that.”

It broke your heart, thinking of your own mother caring for you when you were sick. You couldn’t imagine never having anyone take care of you.

“You deserve to be taken care of.”

Ominis got very still and you wondered if he’d fallen asleep again. Then you felt a tear drop on your arm. “Omi?”

“Say it again.”

You hugged him tightly. “You deserve to be taken care of.”

You felt more tears hit your arm and you wanted to kiss them away. “Ominis. Look at me.”

“I’d love to, but I can’t.” He smirked.

“So sick and still so much attitude.” You chuckled. He looked up at you and you touched his cheek. “You deserve to be taken care of. You deserve to be loved. You deserve all the happiness in the world, Ominis, and if I could give it to you, I would.”

His expression was hard to read and you were afraid you’d overstepped. Then he smiled. “You already give me so much happiness. More than I ever expected to have.”

“Really?”

Ominis sniffed and sat up. “Perhaps this isn’t the best time but that cold medicine has made me feel a bit brave. I am hopelessly in love with you, Y/n. I’m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable but I can’t keep it hidden any longer. I-“

You cut off his words with a kiss. He kissed you back at first, then shoved you back. “What are you doing, you maniac?! You’ll most definitely get the flu if you kiss me!”

“Oh well. We can be sick together.” You kissed him again, then held him to you.

“Am I interrupting?” Sebastian asked from the doorway.

“Yes.” Ominis grumbled.

“Merlin, if both of you get sick, don’t expect me to coddle you.”

“Oh good, you brought lunch! Come here, Sebastian, let me give you a thank you hug.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Come on, we can all be sick together!”

“Keep your germs to yourself!” Sebastian shouted as you chased after him. Ominis smiled to himself as he heard your laughter. Perhaps this flu was the best thing to happen to him.

-two days later-

You blew your nose while Ominis ran his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry, love.”

“Don’t be, I’d do it again!” You grinned as he kissed your forehead.

“I hate both of you.” Sebastian grumbled from his own bed.

“Someone is a grumpy patient.” You gave him a teasing smile.

“Oh, bite me.”

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hogwartslegacyreactions2 · 16 days

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Hi, I’m so glad that you’re back, I absolutely love your work!

Can I make a request where the HL students and MC are talking or doing something and suddenly MC kiss them on the cheek.

I hope I make myself understand, english isn’t my first language 🥺

In advance than so much and welcome back! ✨

A/N: not to worry, your english is fantastic! I know plenty of native speakers that don't write that well LOL!

HLC REACT TO MC KISSING THEIR CHEEK

MC: as an agent of chaos, they must kiss their best friends for no reason. They'll lull their friends into a false sense of security with pleasant conversation and then strike!

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: "See, I don't understand how they-!!" He flinches but MC still got him. He puts his hand over where they kissed him and smiles, confused. His cheeks tinge pink. "Wha- *ahem* what was that for?"

OMINIS GAUNT: He jerks his head away. He didn't have his wand active during the conversation so he was caught completely off guard. "What in blazes!? Did you...did you just kiss me??" It doesn't matter what their answer is, grumpily huffs at them while his face slowly goes pink.

ANNE SALLOW: "Oh my..." Her face flushes and she avoids eye contact. "How scandalous." She covers her mouth to hide her smile.

IMELDA REYES: "Woah!" She dodges MC. "What the hell are you doing!?" She wrestles with MC as they continue to attempt to kiss her cheek. They win eventually, but at a cost.

NATSAI ONAI: She catches them coming in and turns her head towards them to catch their lips with her own. She's the one to make MC blush. "Care to try that again?" She giggles.

GARRETH WEASLEY: "Thank you, but I asked if you'd pass me the leech juice." He doesn't skip a beat and continues their conversation as they brew. He kisses their cheek in return when they hand it to him.

LEANDER PREWETT: He blushes so hard he looks sunburnt. He's completely forgotten what they were talking about and stares wide eyed. "Did you mean to do that..? Why did- um...was that a one time thing or..?"

AMIT THAKKAR: *Amit.exe has stopped working* He's unresponsive.

EVERETT CLOPTON: His glasses are pushed askew when MC kisses him. He readjusts them with a shaky hand. "Wow, that was... unexpected." He has the goofiest grin on his face the rest of the day.

POPPY SWEETING: She lets out a surprised squeak and turns a brighter shade of red from embarrassment. She hides her face behind her hands and swats away at MC. "Stop laughing!"

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Tradition

AO3 Link

MC is having a bad day. Ominis reveals a fantasy of his to help her feel better.

Ominis x fem!MC

NSFW—sexual content

A Kinktober exploration of the breeding kink we all know Ominis has lol

Word count: 3,645

A/N: my birthday was at the beginning of the month and it sucked. This mess of a fic is my self-indulgent gift to myself. It doesn't follow my MC's timeline too strictly, buuuuuut I kinda don't care. :)

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MC had spent the entire day feeling quite put out. Many girls her age adored their birthdays, indulging in celebratory meals and gifts while spending the day with their closest friends and family. MC, however, could not wait for the day to be over. Newly eighteen years old, she already wished to be fifteen again. Although her friends had attempted to ply her with special treats from Honeyduke’s, and her father had even sent an owl with pastries from her favorite little shop back home, nothing seemed to improve her dismal mood.

“Not enthusiastic about getting old, are you, granny?”

MC looked up from her dinner and glowered at Sebastian Sallow from across the table. He sat, amused at himself, with an arm around the pretty Slytherin girl he had been seeing for a few months. She was a warm and friendly girl, and MC appreciated how much Sebastian brightened up when she was around to joke with him and demurely kiss his cheek at every opportunity while he beamed like he had just won the Daily Prophet Grand Prize Galleon Draw. The only disadvantage was the fact that he became insufferably cocky while trying to impress her with his wit and humor around his other friends.

“Sebastian!” she giggled, giving a sympathetic smile to MC and gently elbowing Sebastian in the ribs.

“You act as if you won’t be eighteen yourself next month.” MC rolled her eyes.

Sebastian leaned back, a hand over his heart in mock offense at both MC and his own sweetheart. MC felt a growing urge to slap the smirk off his face and was calculating how likely his young lady was to help her.

“You wound me, madam. Though I suppose I shouldn’t tease you…”

MC’s eyebrows raised at his sudden turn of face, and Sebastian leaned closer.

“…after all, one shouldn’t disrespect one’s elders.”

A few giggles sounded up and down the table and MC narrowed her eyes at Sebastian, who was now flourishing with his hand in thanks at the others.

“Don’t mind him, MC,” Ominis hummed from beside her. “You know how children are.” He turned to flash a taunting smile at Sebastian.

The giggles turned to “oohs” and amused, wide-eyed smiles as the others looked between the two friends. An irritated frown twitched across Sebastian’s face, almost too quick to perceive.

“Jealous, Ominis? Did you not receive enough grief a few weeks ago at your own birthday?”

Ominis sighed and ran a hand down his face. “MC, would you care to accompany me elsewhere? Somewhere away from Sebastian’s tittering, preferably.”

“You two love me,” Sebastian purred, resting an elbow on the table and cocking an eyebrow at the pair as they stood and Ominis offered his arm to MC. “Tell your grandchildren hello for me.”

The moment MC and Ominis closed the door to the Room of Requirement behind them, MC pulled a large divan from the edge of the room and flopped face-first on it with an exasperated sigh, letting her wand clatter to the floor and her shoes follow soon after.

Ominis perched himself delicately next to her head and reached down to run his fingers through her hair with a smile. “You really shouldn’t let Sebastian get to you, MC. You know he loves to get a rise out of anybody, but us especially.”

“He knows I’ve been dreading this day for weeks,” MC grumbled into a throw pillow. “Can he not be… Sebastian for just one day?”

“Something tells me Sebastian is not at the root of the problem.” Ominis leaned down to kiss her, burying his nose in her soft, floral-scented hair. Merlin, she smelled lovely, he thought.

“You’d have a very promising career as a legilimens, you know,” MC mumbled. When Ominis made no noise except a small laugh, she continued. "I detest getting older. Every year I feel worse. We've almost finished our schooling and I don't know what to do when we leave."

"Is it not obvious?" Ominis replied in a soft tone, reaching down to hold her hand while stroking her hair.

"Are you meaning I should become a dark witch in service of the memory of Salazar Slytherin: a man who has been dead for hundreds of years but would be more than pleased that a small cult of a family is worshipping everything about him? I'm sure my father would be delighted to give me away to the House of Gaunt," MC smiled wryly.

Ominis snorted and leaned down to kiss MC's head once again. His mind was flooded with gratifying thoughts. He drew a deep breath, wondering if his next words would be a good or very stupid decision. "Would you believe I've... thought about that?"

MC froze in alarm. "You didn't think I was being serious, did y—"

Ominis quickly sat up and tried to edge away. His face bloomed a bright red and turned downward, a hand clapping to the back of his neck. "I—no, I apologize, I didn't mean it like that, I... I'm sorry, I was insensitive. Please—forget I said anything."

MC rose to sit next to him and touched his arm. "What did you mean, then?"

Ominis bit his lower lip in apprehension, and she was thankful he couldn't see the smirk that spread across her face as realization dawned upon her.

When Ominis continued to hesitate, MC drew him into her arms and snaked her hand underneath his robe and blazer, his vest and button-down shirt the only things between her short nails and his skin as she made soothing little scratches across his back. "I have a feeling that whatever you say won't upset me," she murmured next to his ear.

Ominis groaned softly and leaned into MC's embrace. The calming smell of her hair swirled dizzyingly in his head once again, and he slowly took hold of her in his arms. MC felt Ominis' shoulders tense, and she kissed his neck to put him at ease. "Tell me all about it," she whispered. "Don't leave a single detail out."

Ominis sighed again. "Traditional pureblood marriage—the kind in which my family participates—is not about love in the slightest. It is... a transaction. The rituals can be confusing and unnatural... and yet I sometimes think about an impossible future in which we follow those ancient standards—I do want it perfectly clear that I love you too much to put you through that in reality, it’s just—it is difficult to explain, I—”

Ominis began to spiral into apologies, expressions of self-doubt and utter confusion at his own feelings until MC stopped him. She traced her fingers down the back of his neck and whispered. "Tell me more."

Ominis gripped her cloak and melted into her. "As you wish, love, but please—tell me to stop the moment you feel uneasy… It often starts with a gift of sorts. It's how a traditional pureblood witch or wizard stakes their claim on someone. Usually, it is an heirloom or an expensive trinket, and it's enchanted to not come off unless the gifter wills it... much like this."

Ominis leaned back and produced a tiny box wrapped neatly in dark green paper and a black ribbon from his robe. He shyly handed it to MC. “This was given to me by my father the day I left for Hogwarts. I was instructed to keep it with me. I remember being confused about why he was giving it to me—he never gave anything to me. I suppose he wanted me to be prepared... I recently found it again in the bottom of a drawer and thought you might like to see it.”

Inside was a little pewter ring in the shape of a snake. A bright green emerald was secured in its open mouth by two sharp fangs. MC lifted the ring from the box and held it up in the light, mesmerized by the glinting emerald and shiny scales.

"Put it on me," MC murmured with a small smile.

"W-what?" Ominis breathed.

MC took Ominis' hand, set the ring on his fingertips and held out her left hand, brushing her fingers against his. MC leaned forward until she could feel the heat radiating from Ominis' face. "You can take it off my finger at any point, correct? What's the harm?"

Ominis swallowed thickly and held up her hand, thumb running over each little bone to find her ring finger. He whispered in Parseltongue as he slipped the ring on, and the snake tightened around MC's finger. She gasped in wonder as she tried to pry it off to no avail. Looking up at Ominis, remorse scrawled across his face, she draped her arms over his shoulders and nipped at his ear. "What do you do with me from here in your fantasies, Ominis Gaunt?"

Ominis shuddered and buried his face in her neck, his parted lips sending wave after wave of warm air tickling across her clavicle.

"There is no courting period in this situation, so it's straight to the marriage ceremony. It's more like a formal trade for business than anything else. You would be expected to produce an heir for me as soon as possible to demonstrate your commitment to blood status, too, and that would begin on the night of the wedding. Most couples enter their marriage beds equipped with the knowledge of charms and draughts to... ease the process. But some couples supposedly begin that effort long before the ceremony.”

MC giggled softly and ran a finger down the side of his neck. "I can appreciate the enthusiasm."

Ominis released a shaky sigh he had been holding behind his lips. Her touch on his neck was intoxicating. He pushed further into MC's arms and whimpered quietly, straining to regain his dignity and self-control.

“I'm glad I am not the first witch who wanted her future husband to have his way with her,” MC whispered mischievously. "What will you do with me, now?"

Ominis seemed to be calculating his next words, and he held her tighter as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

“Were I marrying into your family, you would have all the control. But since my beautiful little hummingbird insists on taking my name, I would decide everything… you could ask for something, but I would ultimately make the decision whether I allowed your wishes or not…” Ominis trailed off solemnly.

“In that case, may I ask that you kiss me?” MC whispered. She trailed a fingertip down the side of his neck again and watched his eyes all but roll back as his delicate lips parted.

"I'll allow it." Ominis gave a cheeky little smile and pushed MC onto her back, forcefully pressing his lips to hers. When MC draped a small leg around his, Ominis growled, wrapped an arm underneath her back and pulled her up closer to him. MC squeaked and delicately rested her hands on his shoulders as his tongue glided over her lower lip. MC grabbed a handful of the soft blond hair on the back of his head. His lips were irresistibly warm and soft, pressing to hers as he ached to be closer, still. MC smiled when she tried to gently pull him back by his hair to give herself enough time to murmur sweet nothings, and he instead doubled down. He pressed more of his weight upon her to keep her in place while he bit at her lower lip and softly moaned. He always had been stubborn, and MC adored it.

His hands skated across her chest until they found the little buttons at the front of her blouse. When he drew the ribbon around her neck out of its bow and unclasped the first button, MC groaned his name between kisses with a deep need he had never heard before.

Ominis mumbled, smiling, against her lips as he gently shifted. “Someone is having thoughts that are most indecent.”

MC’s fingers danced next to his to feel the next button come undone, but he quickly grabbed her hands and broke their kiss.

“Now, now, my little hummingbird, don’t be impatient. Who was it that gave you that lovely ring?”

When he released her hands, MC merely whimpered and tried again to make Ominis move faster as the delicious ache in her abdomen flared. With a growl, Ominis easily took her two wrists in just one of his hands and pinned them above her head. Her chest flared up, trying desperately to reach his.

“I won’t ask again, little hummingbird—you wanted to be a Gaunt, didn’t you?”

MC nodded and hummed affirmatively, wriggling where she could to feel any friction at all between the two of them.

“Good, then be patient, love. I’ll make you into a Gaunt the proper way.”

Ominis’ lips returned to hers with renewed vigor as he roughly undid the rest of the buttons on MC’s blouse and pushed it open. A small, airy chemise greeted him from beneath, and Ominis moved down to kiss each little chest bone his lips felt, losing himself in the powdery scent of her soft skin. Merlin, every inch of MC smelled perfect. Kissing her was the easiest thing Ominis ever did.

MC whimpered Ominis’ name again, and he rolled his hips into hers. MC felt his hardened length as it pushed deliciously against her waist, and heat flooded her core. She nudged at his hips to give herself enough room to unfasten the buttons on her skirt and push it away. Her hands brushed against Ominis’ hip and he groaned desperately.

Ominis was nipping at the chemise when MC lifted her hips and began to pull it up. Feeling and hearing the little bit of fabric move, Ominis sat up, straddled her legs flat against the couch and pushed her hands away. She could not fight against his weight, only making her whimper louder and grab hungrily at his blazer.

“Let me undress you,” he murmured. He leaned forward until his breath rushed past MC’s ear and his lips brushed sensually against the shell of her ear. “After all, since you put on that little ring, you belong to me now.”

MC had no idea how she was going to last more than five seconds whenever he finally decided he would take her.

Ominis slowly pushed the chemise up and felt every inch of her skin as he revealed it. MC whined and tried to make him move faster, but his hands were unyielding. When it was finally bunched up around her chest, MC lifted her arms above her head and allowed Ominis to push it off over her head and toss it to the floor in a heap with her other clothing.

MC needed Ominis even closer to her, but her body would not obey. She reached up to pull him closer, and her fingers simply grabbed at his vest and she mewled pathetically.

Ominis smiled at her attempt and brushed it off. His hands wandered down between her legs. He could feel her lovely, smooth skin, and his throat went dry. He drew slow circles with his right palm and listened to MC whimper while her back arched. Every little movement against her overstimulated clit made her gasp and moan.

“Tell me I’m yours,” she gasped, trying to hold her orgasm back as Ominis’ hand continued its heavenly massage.

“Your clit is so sensitive and eager just for me… Your perfect little body is all mine,” he growled. “You’ll be begging for me to fill you as I have have my way with you. More than any ring or ceremony, I would finally have what was rightfully mine once you pleased my cock over and over and took my seed deep inside you.”

Ominis undid his trousers and pushed his clothing aside just enough to let his aching erection swing free. MC reached down to stroke him the way he always loved, and she was surprised when he pushed her hand away.

“You know I would normally adore your attention, darling,” Ominis breathed. “But you have an obligation to me right now: you are supposed to give me an heir.”

He gently found her knees and pushed them further apart, breathing in the sweet scent of her arousal. Ominis took hold of his erection, beautiful and long, and guided himself to MC’s entrance. She saw his little pink tip dripping eagerly. He teasingly stroked up and down her core, paying special attention to her clit.

“Do you feel that? My cock is longing to be inside you and fill you. And I’ll keep filling you until I’ve impregnated you and truly claimed you as my own. As you grow, I’ll get to show you off, and everyone else will know what I did to you… and that you belong to me.”

MC wrapped her arms over his shoulders and moaned intensely, and Ominis smirked. “I’m going to hold you down and bury myself inside you. And I won’t stop until I’m coming deep inside you where you so desperately want me.”

“Yes, please,” MC gasped and attempted to push him inside her with a small hand on his back. Her entire body ached at seeing her prize so close. Damn him for his teasing at a moment like this.

Ominis slid his shaft up and down, grinding himself against her to hear her whines as she fought against her climax. With a sudden thrust, Ominis pushed himself inside MC and buried himself as deep as he could. MC groaned and raked her nails across his back.

“That’s a good girl,” Ominis crooned, reaching up to grab MC’s hair, pull her closer and kiss her slowly. “Take me all at once, just like that. I know you can do it.”

The stretch was almost overwhelming. MC could feel Ominis twitching inside her, begging to move, and her mind fogged over. Every little murmur and touch Ominis inflicted upon her was better than the last.

“So good, I- oh, Ominis—” MC mumbled incoherently.

“Hm, you’re even more desperate for my cock than I realized. I had no idea you were so eager to bear my children.”

Ominis fell into a steady rhythm, and his hands glided over her skin until they came to rest at her soft breasts. He squeezed once and chuckled. “How incredible you’ll feel when you’re swollen with a baby.”

Ominis leaned forward, still pushed deep into MC, and slowly kissed her nipples, dragging his lips over the tiny mounds while she gasped. The overwhelming tingling sensation his tongue created as it flicked and rubbed over each nipple left MC even more needful and whining near-nonsense.

“Hm, I would scarcely be able to leave your gorgeous breasts alone as they grew. I would want to taste your sweet milk, too… I don’t think you would mind.” Ominis took a nipple in his mouth and sucked at it. MC saw stars as she arched her back. She moaned loudly and tried to thrust her hips, but he held her down with a sly smile. Ominis reached down between their hips and gently massaged her with a thumb.

“Come for me. Make it a pretty little orgasm with your soft gasps and whimpers, and I’ll let you milk my cock until I’ve fucked a baby into you.”

The pleasure being stoked in MC’s core suddenly caught alight and erupted through every part of her body. Each deep thrust and growl from Ominis sent a new set of waves over her skin. For one blissful moment, she wondered if she would never come down from the feeling.

Through the haze, she felt Ominis’ warm seed pumping relentlessly into her and his snarls as he lost all his rhythm and thought only of chasing his orgasm. He held her down by her hips and drove himself deep into her, careful to bury himself all the way to the hilt to give her every last drop.

As MC’s climax faded and she caught her breath, she opened her eyes to see Ominis’ beautiful figure panting and about to collapse onto her. He slowly pulled out with a sound that made him smugly satisfied in his work.

“I never would have guessed you had such a devious imagination,” MC smirked as she ran her fingers down Ominis’ puffed chest. “I’m impressed.”

Ominis hummed with a smile and settled down atop her, resting on his elbows to better give her sweet little kisses across her face.

“Well, I do hope I can someday give you a baby. But I would much rather do it for love than blood status.”

“Are you proposing to me?” MC teased.

Ominis blushed a deep crimson, and his next kiss hesitated. “Would that offend you?” he quietly asked.

“Considering you’ve already given me a ring, and you’ve just confessed your wishes for us, I would certainly not object,” MC replied just as softly, lacing her fingers behind his neck.

Ominis chuckled with relief as his blush eased. “At least give me the opportunity to propose to you properly, then. As beautiful as you are in your current state, this is hardly the way I had imagined asking you to marry me.”

“Another thing you’ve imagined before? I wouldn’t mind hearing about this, either,” MC replied as she leaned up to tenderly kiss Ominis.

Ominis smiled against her lips. “Is one fantasy not enough for you? I was hoping to surprise you.”

“Fair enough,” MC hummed. She leaned back and closed her eyes, gently pulling Ominis down with her as she stifled a yawn and closed her eyes. “Then I look forward to you finishing your proposal—whenever it may be.”

“As do I,” Ominis sighed. He wrapped his arms around MC and laid his head on her chest, closing his eyes and letting the steady tempo of her breathing lull him into blissful dreams of their future.

#this is all over the place tonally and uhh idc lol #hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #kinktober 2023 #ominis gaunt smut #Isabel Greymoore

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weirdraccoon · 10 months

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MC *reading Tom(3yo) Cinderella*

Ominis: I didn't know MC liked Disney stories.

Sebastian: She doesn't. That's the Grimm's version, y'know the one where the sisters cut their feet and the birds eat their eyes.

Tom *squealing happily*

Ominis *sighing tiredly*: And she wonders why he becomes a psychopat

#adopted dark lord au #hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy mc #tom riddle #i know it has nothing to do but i thought it was funny #thirf time i wake up and nones brought me something to drink #cries #guess ill have to go out myself #if i was more valemadres id go out in pjs #but i dont like going in pjs so im putting on a pair of sweats #and a hoddie #with a hoddie i can forget the bra #imma play hogwarts legacy too #hungover ramblings in the tags #ja

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latoyalestrange · 1 year

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a court of thorns and roses

s. sallow x f!reader

summary: while on a mission to retrieve a textbook for you, sebastian comes across something incredible. he didn't want to embarrass you, so he waited until the right moment to use this piece of information against you.

words: 900ish

warnings: my first kinda-smut in literal years. i hope i did good job. pain kink!reader?? kinda?? just read it u'll like it. established relationship, aged up seb and mc, slytherin!reader, i stg if i see a minor interacting i will block u. also if u know me personally dni i beg of u. not edited!

"in my desk, upper right drawer." should be easy enough right?

except, when he finally arrived at your dorm, your potions book was, in fact, not in the upper right drawer. so, he frantically checked the other three drawers, on top of the desk, on your bookshelf, under your bed...huh.

he glanced around the room, looking for another sensible place to check. his eyes fell on your bed, unmade and inviting. just to make sure, he thought.

upon pulling back the emerald duvet, he instantly recognized the green potions text. sat on top of it, however, was an unfamiliar, smaller red book with gold lettering on the front. he took the book in his hands and opened it, skimming to the middle to read a random page. his eyes widened with curiosity as he grinned from ear to ear.

"erotica, hm?" he quickly thought to retrieve the objective and put the other text back in its place. ominis would be waiting with you, and he would almost rather catch you in the act than confront you.

hours later, you found yourself inviting sebastian to study in your dorm, on account that your roommate, imelda, was at a sleepover in another dorm. you were lounging on your bed while he sat at your desk, hunched over a roll of parchment with his inked quill in hand. the gentle glow of the cluster of candles on your desk danced across his features, making him appear more and more delicious with every hour that it darkened outside. once nothing could be seen outside of your stained window, your eyes couldn't avoid the crimson leather cover that was burning into your peripheral vision with every moment that passed. you carefully closed your dramatically large textbook and tossed it to the side, replacing it with your desired literature.

soon enough, you found yourself engulfed in your fantasy, the romantic light coming from the tiny flames around your room helping you along. your active imagination allowed you to form the words into pictures, then pictures to feelings. you wanted-- no, needed-- to be worshiped in a way you never had before. you needed to feel special. you'd only done things similar to this the one time with sebastian and he was so fucking sweet and gentle and caring. you were curious ever since that day. after your...research, you had discovered a new feeling, a better one.

but how could you possibly bring it up to sebastian? he was so confident, he seemed so experienced, and he was really good at teasing you. wanting to avoid that for as long as you could until you mustered up to courage, you hid it from him. that was, until now.

"looks interesting." his tone seemed casual, unknowing. you had to stop yourself from throwing the book across the room in attempt to avoid detection.

"mhm." your lip found its way in between your teeth as you averted your gaze.

he furrowed his brow, standing to his feet rather quickly to place his hand on your jaw, lifting your eyes to stare into his.

"no mumbling." you couldn't find an answer, so he took it further. he snapped the book closed and tossed it to the side, never breaking eye contact. he pinned crawled back onto the bed, trapping you beneath his strong frame. he lifted one hand to slip under the hem of your skirt, the other holding him up. he slowly entered your undergarments and slithered his way further, further...

"i knew it. are you going to tell me what's making you so wet for that book or do i have to read it myself?" he was so close, you could feel his breath ghosting your earlobe.

"could you be a little less...forgiving this time?" you asked innocently under him. you looked so defenseless, needy, and perfect.

"i think i know what you mean, my love. just tell me if it hurts, okay?" you nodded at his caring, yet hungry eyes. he lowered himself, peppering kisses on your skin as he slowing exposed it. as if he were claiming his territory, he left red and purple marks every few inches or so before reaching your center. he sent you into a whimpering mess skillfully quick, which had you begging for him already. he couldn't help it, he was so fucking eager for you too. he unraveled his belt with ease before teasing your entrance.

"please, sebastian--" he didn't need to hear more. he was already sinking into you and bottoming out, filling you completely. he growled, feeling you form to his shape. you wrapped your arms around him to brace yourself as he started rocking his hips into you at an unrelenting pace. you called out his name, which quickly turned into a whine. he listened to every sound you body made, every movement. soon enough, he wasn't holding back and had you pinned down by your throat as he pounded into you with an unfamiliar force. your moans turned into cries of pleasure. he had unlocked a whole entire world for you.

you were feeling spent, used, but god did you love it. upon hearing a new sound that bordered both pain and pleasure, he was quick to stop his rhythm to check on you.

"do you want more gentle?" his eyes were undoubtably guilty and concerned. he pressing his calloused hand to your now flushed cheek.

"no," you breathed out. he chuckled and smirked, repositioning himself at your entrance.

"be careful what you wish for."

#sebastian x reader #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow imagine #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow smut #sebastian sallow fluff #hogwarts legacy sebastian #harry potter hogwarts game #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts oc #hogwarts legacy #harry potter cu #harry potter imagine #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #sebblurb

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uhohwhathaveidone · 1 year

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hii I honestly really love your works and i really wanna read my imagination on a fanfic. So what if the reader just sleeps on sebastians bed, like they just returned after a long adventure then they had to research some of the stuff they found yada yada then the reader (fem if possible) just lays on his bed for a break but ends up sleeping there, next day she walks around hogwarts with sebastians smell and everyone just assumed they did the :)))) mc being flustered mess and tries to deny every accusations but sebastian just stands there smirking watching everything unfold.

dont ask why mc didn't shower (for story purposes pls)

Your wish is my command!

Not Helping (S.S)

I'm glad you enjoy! I might be posting the next fic a little late tomorrow, just so we know! Also, I put the reader into Slytherin, so she didn't have to sneak in, and also because Imelda needed a reason to embarrass the reader. Remember when Ominis spoke about having a toad? He's in here, like a little alarm clock <3 He's also tired of Sebastian, like always. Spot the fourth wall break too, here's a hint, it's not someone speaking, technically. I made a joke at myself lmao. Anyway, enjoy <3 (i listened to H.I.M the whole time i was writing)

You waved your hand, gesturing Sebastian to follow you as you crouched behind a table. He quickly tiptoed over to you, handing you the book he had snatched from one of the library’s shelves, smiling as you put it into your bag. You looked around as you searched for the door, motioning Sebastian to follow you as you hid behind a shelf. “So far, so good.” Sebastian whispered, smiling. You smiled back as you shook your head. “Don’t jinx it!” He shrugged as he continued to follow you through the maze of tables and shelves of books, checking behind him every now and then to make sure no one spotted the two of you from behind. You stopped, holding your arm out as Sebastian hit it, stopping as you pressed a finger to your lips. He nodded as he ducked lower, following your finger as you pointed to Peeves. The poltergeist floated down a row of shelves across from you, humming to himself. You waited until he had moved somewhere else, tugging on Sebastian’s sleeve as you began your escape again.

You breathed a sigh of relief as you quietly closed the door behind you, letting a yawn escape you. Sebastian smiled behind you, checking down the hall to see if there was anyone around. “Seems like we’re in the clear, let’s head back to the common room.” He whispered, walking down the hall. You nodded as you followed, reaching into your bag to take a look at the book you had taken. “What are your plans for this one?” You asked, studying the cover. It was about advanced potions, far more advanced than what you were studying now. He shrugged as he slowed down, walking beside you as he looked at the book in your hands. “Might be something of use in there, I didn’t exactly read it before snatching it, you know.” You shook your head as you placed the book back into your bag, yawning again as you turned down to another hall, the Slytherin common room at its end. “What time is it?” You asked, peeking out a window that you walked past. The stars hung in the dark sky, their bright glow unable to light the ground below them as the moon had disappeared, leaving the grounds of the castle invisible. Sebastian shrugged. “I didn’t take a look at the clock either, if that’s what you were hoping for.” You yawned again, watching Sebastian smile at you from the corner of your eye.

“Let’s not have late-night heists in the future, yeah?” You said, walking into the common room. Sebastian scoffed as he followed behind you, stretching his arms. “It can’t be that late. Perhaps you should get more sleep.” You shook your head as you walked over to the clock. “I would, if you stopped dragging me along to do Merlin knows.” You squinted at the clock, the room was dark, only a single fire in a hearth emitting light. You sighed as you brought your wand out, casting Lumos as you went back to studying the clock. “Sebastian!” You hissed, narrowing your eyes at him as he raised his hands in defense. “It’s past midnight! We have class in the morning, as we had Ominis promise to wait for us so he could find out what was in the book!” Sebastian walked over, grabbing your shoulder as he inspected the clock himself. “That can’t be right, we didn’t spend that much time there, did we?” You shook your head, sighing as you moved to make your way to Ominis’ and Sebastian’s dorm. “It doesn’t matter anymore, let’s brief Ominis and get to bed.” “Yes Ma’am.”

Ominis let out a frustrated sigh as the two of you walked into the room, arms crossed as he sat on his bed. “Took you two long enough, I figured you had gotten caught with how long you were gone.” He said, turning to the door. “Apologies, Ominis. Sebastian couldn’t figure out which book to pick.” You said, dropping your bag as you flopped onto Sebastian’s bed. Sebastian scoffed, reaching into your bag and pulling out the potions book, sitting down next to you as he flipped through the pages. “If you hadn’t been so scared of being caught, we would have been out earlier.” You shook your head as you rubbed your eyes. “Whatever you say, Sallow.” Ominis let out another frustrated sigh as he threw a pillow, missing Sebastian as it hit you in the face. “Ominis! What was that for?” You said, picking up the pillow as you frowned. Ominis let a small smile grace his lips as he bowed his head slightly. “My apologies, I meant to hit Sebastian.” Sebastian, who had been quietly chuckling, quickly dropped his smile. “Hey! What did I do?” Ominis shrugged, accepting the pillow back from you as you walked back to Sebastian’s bed. “Just read something from the book, I want to go to bed soon.” You nodded in agreement, moving to the head of the bed and hiding under the covers as Sebastian flipped through the pages.

“It says here, one of the most effective anti-venoms is the Draught of Living Death Antidote. This potion is particularly useful in countering the effects of the Draught of Living Death, a powerful sleeping potion that can render a person unconscious for days or even weeks.” Sebastian read, skimming down the page. You huffed in amusement, closing your eyes as you pulled the covers closer. “I could use one of those.” “The antidote or the potion itself?” “Both.” Ominis chuckled as he shook his head, hearing the slightly groggy tone in your voice as you tried to hide another yawn. Sebastian sighed, flipping through the pages. “Polyjuice potion, Wolfsbane, we’re not Werewolves, so we don’t need that.” You sighed as he continued to talk, shutting your eyes as the warm blankets beckoned you to sleep. “Ah, here’s one.” Sebastian said, reading from another page. “The Draught of Peace, a powerful calming potion that can ease anxiety and stress.” Ominis sighed, laying his head against his pillow. “Could use that during O.W.Ls, if you needed it.” Sebastian nodded, reading further. “Except there’s a problem.” “What’s that?” “The potion requires a careful balance of ingredients, including powdered moonstone, syrup of hellebore, and a measure of powdered unicorn horn. What even is a hellebore?” Ominis shrugged, covering his mouth as a yawn escaped him. “Y/n, would you be able to ask Poppy what that is?” Sebastian asked, turning to you.

Soft snores escaped you as you laid in the bed, asleep. Sebastian frowned as he moved to look at your face, scrunching his nose in confusion. “How can you be asleep during this? This is good information!” You still didn’t respond, instead turning over in your sleep as you tried to get comfortable. “Ominis, she’s asleep! I haven’t even gotten far in the book yet.” Sebastian complained, watching Ominis as he too slipped under the covers. “I’m glad one of us is asleep. Perhaps we should pick this up later?” Sebastian scoffed, frowning as Ominis turned away from him. Sighing, he put the book back into your bag and looked over to you, unsure what to do. He couldn’t just kick you out of his bed and send you off to your own; not when you were already asleep. He bit the inside of his cheek as he furrowed his brows, slowly reaching his hand out to shake you awake.

You glared at him through heavy eyes, sniffling as you tried to bury your face into the blankets. Sebastian smiled softly as he leaned over to whisper to you. “I won’t make you leave, but could you perhaps move over? This is still my bed, you know.” You stared at him, pondering his request. You shivered slightly as you shrugged, scooting over for Sebastian as he slipped under the covers. You closed your eyes again as you shivered, biting the inside of your cheeks as you quickly moved closer to Sebastian, burying your face into his shoulder as you tried to get warm. “You can’t be that cold.” He whispered, smirking at you. You huffed in response, beginning to move away from him before he rolled over, wrapping his arms around you. “Don’t need you freezing.” You hummed quietly, nuzzling your face into his chest as you fell back asleep; warm and comfortable.

Sebastian slowly opened his eyes as sunlight poured through a window, yawning as he tried to blink away the sleep from his eyes. The room was quiet, save for the small snores escaping you and Ominis. Sebastian burrowed his face into your hair, finding you turned over with your back against him. He looked over at a nearby clock, squinting as he tried to read the time. You had about an hour until classes started. He pulled you closer as he stretched, squeezing you in an attempt to wake you. You groaned as you straightened your arms, a small yawn escaping you as you tried to go back to sleep. “It’s time to get up, we have classes soon.” He whispered, poking you in the cheek with his free hand. You shook your head, another yawn leaving you. “Not right now, perhaps a few more minutes.” You sighed, rolling over and burying your face into Sebastian again, hiding away from the light. Sebastian shook his head, looking over to where Ominis slept, light snores emerging from the bundle of blankets. “Fine, since we’re all still in bed, a few more minutes.” He sighed, closing his eyes as he tightened his arms around you.

Ominis shook Sebastian awake as he tried to fix his tie, waking both of you up as he shouted. “Get up! I can’t believe you, keeping us up so late and not even having the courtesy to wake us up on time!” You sniffled, sitting up as you rubbed your eyes. “Ominis? What time is it?” Ominis sighed as he reached for his bag. “Late! We’d be lucky if we made it to class!” You looked over at the clock, quickly jumping out of bed and searching for your shoes and bag. Sebastian sat there, confused. “How do you know what time it is?” Ominis glared in his direction, scoffing. “In case you hadn’t noticed, my toad likes to have his own schedule. He’s been croaking for food for maybe ten minutes, and I always feed him right before we leave.” You smiled as you hopped around, trying to get your other shoe on. “I don’t have time for anything! No shower, no breakfast! Sebastian! Get up!” You shouted, almost falling over. He nodded quickly, slipping out of bed, and looking around. “I slept in my robes? I suppose I don’t have to worry about that then.” He said to himself, shrugging as he went for his shoes. You quickly slipped your bag over your shoulder, tapping your foot as you and Ominis waited at the door. “I’m coming, hold on!” Sebastian sighed, rubbing his eyes as he picked up his own bag, walking over to you.

You quickly walked down the halls as you made your way to charms, following Ominis as he muttered to himself about Sebastian and his need to do things at such late hours. He quickly slipped into the classroom ahead, and you looked over to Sebastian as he yawned again. “Wait!” You whispered, grabbing his sleeve as you pulled him away from the door. “Can’t it wait? We’re right there.” He sighed, watching as you set your bag down. “Your tie! It’s a mess!” You said, quickly fixing it as you bit the inside of your cheek. Sebastian stiffened up, eyes wide as he watched you smooth out his robes and tie before nodding and pulling him into the classroom. You quickly took your seat next to Natty, smiling as she greeted you. Professor Ronen appeared just moments later, signaling the start of class.

You sighed as you rested your head in your palm, holding back a yawn as you ate. Sebastian sat beside you, picking at his food as he glanced over at you, smirking as you shivered. “Getting a cold?” He asked, causing you to furrow your brows as you looked over at him. “Beg your pardon?” He chuckled as he poked your side. “You were awfully cuddly last night, shivering and all that. I’m not a doctor, but if you got me sick, I would make sure you suffered with me.” You shook your head, grabbing your drink and taking a sip. “So that’s where you were last night!” A voice sounded behind you, causing you to choke on your drink in surprise. Coughing, you turned around, frowning. “Imelda? What are you talking about?” Imelda looked between you and Sebastian, smirking. “When you passed by on your way to one of your classes, you smelled an awful lot like your friend here.” She said, gesturing to Sebastian. “Sebastian here has a distinct smell, like some sort of potion that he bathes in. Stinks up the whole common room, he does.” Sebastian frowned as he turned to Imelda. “I do not stink! I just naturally smell this nice.” Imelda shook her head, turning to you as she poked you in the chest. “You smell just like him, you know. Didn’t smell like that yesterday.” You felt your cheeks heat up as you glanced around, your fellow housemates nodding in agreement with Imelda. “I still don’t understand, Imelda.” You said, shaking your head as you looked up at her. Imelda held her smile as she leaned closer to you. “You didn’t come back to the dorm last night; your bed was still empty this morning.” You heated up more as your eyes widened. You hadn’t thought about what Imelda and your other dormmates would think if you didn’t show up in your bed, and now it was coming back to bite you.

“What are you implying, then?” You asked, narrowing your eyes. Imelda shrugged nonchalantly, smirking down at you as she gestured to Sebastian. “What else is there to imply? Such a scandalous girl, you are. You’re not good at hiding it either.” Your eyes widened as your breath got caught in your chest, cheeks turning a bright red. “Imelda! That’s absolutely not what happened!” You shouted, shaking your head frantically. “Oh yeah? Then what else could it be? Because people don’t just smell like other people for no reason you know. Nor do they cuddle at night.” You stuttered as you tried to explain, looking over at Sebastian as he smirked into his drink. “We did not- why would you even suggest that? I only fell asleep while hanging out! It was nothing like that!” You smacked Sebastian’s shoulder, motioning for him to explain. He only shrugged, smirking. “You snore a lot, you know.” “That’s not helping, Sebastian!” Imelda smirked as you continued to stutter, crossing her arms as she nodded toward Sebastian. “Someone’s not denying it, so what’s your next excuse?” You frowned at Imelda, heart racing as you tried to clear up the misunderstanding. “Ominis was there! He was hanging out with us!” You said, pointing over to Ominis.

Ominis nodded as he chewed his food. “She’s right. We were looking at a book, Sebastian decided that he wanted to stay up late. She fell asleep first.” Imelda quirked an eyebrow, smirking at you. “Couldn’t do it with your friend around? Sorry Ominis, but there’s no other explanation. Perhaps you were fast asleep?” Ominis scoffed as he shook his head. “As if. Sebastian fell asleep before I did. You think something like that would happen right next to me? I’d hex both of them.” You nodded your head as you shared an awkward smile. “See? Nothing happened! Mind out of the gutter, Imelda!” She shook her head as she patted your shoulder. She leaned down and whispered into your ear, poking your side. “You’ll need a better excuse next time. I expect you back tonight to tell us all about it.” She walked away, leaving you with your mouth open as you tried to comprehend what had just happened.

“Sebastian! Look what you’ve done!” You whispered, swatting at his shoulder as he went for another bite of his lunch. He shrugged as he looked over at you. “I didn’t do anything.” “Exactly!” Ominis shook his head as he took a sip of his drink. “I mean it, you two.” Sebastian frowned, furrowing his eyebrows as he turned to Ominis. “Mean what, exactly?” “That I’ll hex you both if you tried something like that near me. My toad could use some friends.” “That’s not going to happen, Ominis!” “Not yet.” “Shut! Up! Sebastian!”

#sebastian sallow fluff #sebastian sallow imagine #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy fluff #hogwarts legacy imagine #ominis gaunt #imelda reyes #they share a bed omg #hogwarts legacy #harry potter imagine #tooth rotting fluff #Ominis pls don't hex anyone

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sebastianwallows · 1 year

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You Can Always Learn

Ominis Gaunt x Reader

Summary - Anon request for "How about a private moment or two where Ominis says he doesn't understand the point in trying to dance since he can't see it anyway. So you decide to help him by getting as close as possible and having him follow your movements with his hands on your body as you move"

Word Count - 832

Warnings - none

The Yule ball was coming up and it gave Ominis a pit in his stomach. You deserved to go and enjoy the once in a lifetime opportunity. Not only would he not be able to appreciate your efforts into your appearance, but he feared he wouldn't be able to properly dance with you either.

He had been telling Sebastian to take you in his stead. He didn't want to embarrass you or himself, but he didn't think he could handle knowing Sebastian was taking his place all night.

That's how you found him in the Undercroft. He looked sad and distant.

You thought you could cheer him up by telling about the dress clothes shopping you had gotten done in Hogsmeade. You were so excited to describe everything you tried on to him, but your real selection you were planning on keeping a secret.

You took a seat next to him and grabbed his hands excitedly, "Ominis there were so many beautiful options. I looked really silly in the really extravagant ones. Surprisingly bright mustard yellow and ornate lace isn't for me," you teased. You frowned at the small smile he threw at you.

"What's wrong? I don't want to talk about myself while you're sad."

He sighed deeply and dropped his chin to his chest, "I don't know if I can go to the ball with you." His voice was soft and melancholy. It made your feel like it was about to break.

"What? What are you talking about?"

He turned his gaze to you and cupped your cheek, "Y/N. I won't be able to give the experience you deserve. You'll be stuck on the sidelines all night because of me. You deserve a spotlight in the middle of the floor."

You raised your eyebrows at him, placing your hand of his, "Ominis, is this because there's the coordinated dancing? I don't care about any of that. It wouldn't mean anything to be there without you."

"I don't want to be embarrassment. And I want you to shine like you always do wherever you go. Even if it's not dressed in yellow." You laughed at his sheepish expression.

"You could never embarrass me more than I already embarrass myself on a daily basis. I don't expect you to do anything you don't want to, including dancing if you're too nervous. But if you want to try we can practice down here."

For a moment he looked at you terrified, "I - I don't want you to see me looking stupid."

"Ominis. You won't look any worse than any of the other boys stepping on the professor's toes even as they stare right at them."

"Well, I would like to think that if I could see then that wouldn't happen."

"Then you're already the strides ahead of them all since you actually care."

You tugged at his arms to pull him up, "Come on, I'm not gonna make fun of you. I want to teach you so you can wipe that grim look off of your face. You're too pretty it doesn't suit you." You pinched his cheek and grinned at him turning pink.

You led him to an area of the room that had the most open space.

"Okay, so if you want to put both of your hands on my hips to help feel the movement that's okay. I think your hands are the easiest part to figure out later."

He grabbed you firmly where your hips met your thigh, rubbing gentle circle with his thumb as he pulled you much closer. The proximity and determined look on his face took your breath away.

You bite your lip and tell him you love him which makes him smile.

"I'm not a professional here, but I've watched everyone else so I think I have a good enough idea to teach you. I'll start out really slow and count for you, so if you can try to follow where my foot is going, maybe by keeping your toes on mine you can feel the directions."

He nodded, looking down completely focused. You started to count, with no particular rhythm, but to help him get the hang of the movements themselves.

You were surprised at how easy he seemed to pick it up, how natural it felt with him. It was way better than the practice partner you had been stuck with. You started to count and hum the music between steps, easing in to a comfortable loop with Ominis.

You had kept your eyes on the steps, hyper-focused on making sure you were doing it correctly yourself until you looked up and saw a peaceful expression on his face.

He leaned his forehead into yours and place met your lips in a tender kiss. He massaged his fingers into our hips while he slid his other hand up your side and down your arm before pulling your hand off of his shoulder into into his own.

"Maybe this won't be so bad."

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rae-and-mezo · 1 year

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Can you do when yn treats the house elves like their her children and the boys (ominis,sebastian, gareth,and amit) or the girls (poppy,natt,imelda, and Anne) get jealous or you can put whatever reaction!😊 please do this I'm begging 😭

A/n: I love this!! Some of them are shorter because I didn't know how to expand on their general opinion. I tried so hard to not repeat myself!

Characters: Sebastian Sallow, Ominis Gaunt, Garreth Weasley, Amit Thakkar, Poppy Sweeting, Natty Onai, Imelda Reyes, Anne Sallow

Sebastian:

Honestly, he's kind of annoyed.

Like the treatment of Elves is infuriating, sure, and he agrees with being kind obviously. But do you really have to cancel a date because Ticky the Elf wants to perform a dance for you?

And why do THEY get forehead kisses every day and he only gets them when he's sitting down? Maybe it's because he's just tall but HEY.

At first the elves are scared of him, and he hates it. He goes out of his way to show he means no harm but didn't intend to get roped into the mess.

Why do they want him to come see the room MC had them decorate in the room of requirement?

Why the hell is one asking him what MC prefers: Vanilla or Chocolate? They want to make her a cake? Okay...but he expects a piece.

Slowly he comes to love them as MC does, like a dad with a kitten.

Ominis:

My boy is...confused? But delighted.

The Gaunts had a house elf! Her name was Cinder, and she was more like a mother than Mrs. Gaunt. He always treated her with utmost respect and the way his parents treated her made him sick to his stomach.

His whole Hogwarts career he has tried to be very polite to the elves, letting them know someone cares.

And when you show him your army of elf friends, he is delighted!!

Asks them all their names and some more general questions.

One of them learned a new song or something of the like? He is listening with a patient smile on his face even though it is the worst thing he has ever heard.

They don't really understand his blindness actually. They're supporting but ask him tons of questions. I think Ominis would really like educating them about how he experiences the world as long as they aren't being patronizing.

He adores listening to you interact with the elves!!

He asks them so much advice and input on how to show Cinder he appreciates her. Like...does he give her a gift? Will this upset her? Is this too much?

Also, he remembers like everything. Tries too at least. You come into the common room late, telling him about how you were helping an Elf read a muggle book? He asks you if you've gotten to his favorite part. That particular elf tends to like the romance novels, and chapter nine is when the hero gets the girl.

In short, he loves the elves almost as much as you do!

Garreth:

He's so dumb. I love him.

Coming from a poorer family, Garreth had never seen a house elf until Hogwarts. They were strange creatures.

And then you have a whole crew?? Okay, but he wasn't expecting it.

He...he has trouble seeing them as sentient beings. I hate to say it, but he does! Of course, he respects all they do for the castle, but at first, he doesn't understand why you like them so much. He treats them not unlike a pet.

You tell them to be polite and introduce themselves, and he is so weirded out by each one introducing themselves and shaking his hand.

They pick up on his hesitation and come to you with their worries and after a lecture from you, Garreth is ready to try again. Reluctantly, but he is.

Is it possible to embarrass yourself in front of a house elf? If it is, Garreth does it. He's so scared of saying or doing something wrong that he ends up embarrassing the hell out of himself.

He grows to see them as they are: intelligent and sentient creatures that have a lot to offer. After a while he is comfortable enough to give them high fives in the hallway, or gift them things (mostly prank items, and then he has to teach them it is meant to be funny and not an attack-)

Amit:

He honestly has learned not to think twice about anything when it comes to you.

So, when you ask him to meet you in the room of requirement and you're surrounded by elves? A little strange, but it doesn't deter him from asking if you got all the notes down for DADA.

The elves scatter when he speaks, running to look like they are working. It surprises him, and even more so when you hush him as you coax them all out.

They do NOT like him at first because he comes at inconvenient times and how are they supposed to prepare you hot chocolate before bed when you're off looking at star charts??

And meanwhile poor Amit is working hard to get their seal of approval because anything you like he does too. It's very important to him!

Well one day they mention that they like the Gramaphone and the pretty music but the Gramaphone isn't working as of late. It gives you an idea, and now Amit is standing in front of a mini crowd playing his little violin heart out.

The elves kinda overwhelm him with how many there are and how needy they are to you, but it amazes him how you are so patient with them.

If there is a house elf language, he is learning it. Both to impress you and try to win over your little army.

Basically, he is slightly intimidated by the elves, but he loves you so he tries his best to get along with them. He definitely is no longer taking the food at dinner for granted, that's for sure.

Poppy:

She's so sweet.

At first, worries that the elves might have malicious intent because of how often they were pulling you away. But quickly she realized it wasn't the case.

The elves already adore her as she has always been incredibly sweet to them. Plus, in third year she saved a baby house elf which sparked her interest in them as more than servants.

She's more like their friend than parent, though, she thinks it's incredibly sweet how loving you are towards them.

Gets them ALL christmas presents. every single one. Doesn't tell you about it and holds you when you're overwhelmed by the kindness!

They will all follow her around, and she responds to every one of their jokes and makes sure she never leaves them out of conversation.

Makes funny faces at them from across the hall just like she would any other friend and it makes them feel welcomed.

After late nights in the vivarium, Poppy is dragging you to the kitchens. Even though you don't have to be dragged there. You two sit on the counter and recount your adventures to the elves while they busy themselves making you a snack. If there are dishes to be done she offers to help even if they decline.

Natty:

Always up for some adventure! Finds the elves fascinating honestly.

"Theoretically, if a master gives you a sock to wash, are you free? Can you choose your own clothes? Wait, if you can, are you allowed to shop for them? That would be so-" "Natty..." "Right, sorry."

She treats them like she would treat anybody else tbh. In her home country, she never had house elves and the concept of having someone thanklessly serving you makes her sick. So, she does her best to show her appreciation.

However, the elves will NOT take time she wants to spend with you away. They want to talk to you? Fine, but Natty is there too.

Tells you later how cute you are when you're interacting with something you love.

She gets the elves to help make you a GIANT Christmas present.

She and the elves see each other as equals and are friends!

Imelda:

Another jealous one. Omg.

Sure, elves are mistreated. It's wrong. But maybe they deserve to be kicked around a little when they KEEP YOU FROM QUIDDITCH PRACTICE!

Would never harm the elves or speak harm about them, but they have come to recognize her glare meaning "Hey, it's MY turn with my partner."

One elf in particular is pretty snippy and Imelda gets into fights with him almost every time they see each other.

Oh, the elves know to keep your broom in pristine condition. It seems to make you happy that it never needs work, and they have an agreement with Imelda. A polished, clean, and ready broom for your nightly rides means another hour where she doesn't come in and bother them.

She is NOT above coming into the kitchens just to annoy the house elves. They unfortunately know this.

Imelda would never ever see the house elves as anything less than what they are, but she doesn't hesitate to use her advantages.

She taught a group of the younger elves to swear. You still haven't quite forgiven her for it.

Anne:

I love Anne sm :)

Your relationship with the elves...doesn't surprise her in the slightest.

She doesn't understand, as Elves aren't anything special in her eyes. They're sentient creatures that have feelings and thoughts, just like humans do. Why would she treat them differently than anyone else?

The elves are very sweet, but c'mon. She was going to teach you to garden Hemlock without poisoning yourself!

Honestly, she doesn't mind that you baby them, but she definitely has sat you down and explained they don't need babied.

Admires you and how you treat them! Just doesn't understand it, that's all.

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