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A subtle reminder to myself:

I do things because I like doing them.

Comparison is the death of joy.

I'm not a machine. It's a hobby.

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Darkness becomes her

Sebastian pulled down her full lower lip and felt the hot breath against his thumb. He looked deep into her oceanic eyes, once filled with wonder and amazement, now tainted with dark magic. He could see the swirls near her pupils and he loved it.

"Do you think…" he began, but stopped, anxiety filling his gut. She has to be alright with his choice. She wouldn't be here if she wasn't, would she? He took a deep breath and tried again. "Do you think that Solomon deserved what he got?" His voice was low, leaving no room for argument. He knew what he wanted to hear, but would she bend to his assumptions?

"Y-yes… I do." A smile crossed his face. "He was a right bastard to you. He was keeping Anne from getting better. He was a roadblock. You cleared it." He searched her eyes for a moment before he leaned down and captured her lips with his, squeezing her around the waist, afraid she would reconsider and run. He wouldn't allow it. He would hold on tight to this witch. This perfect witch. His perfect witch.

"Do you trust me? A murderer?"

"I do. Undoubtedly."

He gasped at the raw honesty spilling from her perfect lips.

"Why?"

He couldn't help but ask. She gazed into his eyes, past the scared little boy and into the man that lie dormant.

"Nothing is ever black and white, Sebastian. The curse may have come out green, but it was gray."

|Dark Seb mod by @cesqdarque|

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Cass and I need some rest

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He’s got us wrapped around his finger – and right in the palm of his hand 😌 very fitting!

"I like having friends that are in my debt."

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me: I ship them

friend: oh like romantically?

me: no. like cursed object passed between hands for centuries, they are cosmically linked, probably bonded by blood ritual, I think they’ve fought in a war together in at least three lifetimes, and their souls make direct eye contact every time they breathe in the same room

friend: so… romantically?

me: yeah. like. with kissing.

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Random screenshot of my lil dark witch while recording the next part of my Dark!Seb series.

Better watch out, Seb 💀

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The Cost of Loyalty

After more then a year I finally got to the point I decided to share the keypoint of Zach's lore. Because he's part of my lil universe for a reason... and oh boy, it did hurt a lot to take these screenies 🥲

⏳ Timeline: The Beginning. Before Hogwarts. Before Cass even set a foot on her grandmother's manor.

read the scene under the cut.

The stone was cold.

It pressed against his knees, rough and wet with old rot.

The door groaned open again.

Heavy leather boots struck stone.

He didn’t need to look up to know who it was.

Harlow.

“Still alive, I see.”

Zach stayed silent.

“You’ve been rather… stoic. Impressive, even. Your mistress certainly formed a true soldier. I’ll grant her that.”

The toe of Harlow’s boot nudged his ribs.

“I don’t know who you think I am,” Zach replied, voice low and even, “but clearly, you’ve mistaken me for someone who gives a damn about your theatrics.”

That earned him a dry chuckle.

“You’re clever,” Harlow murmured. “And loyal. But loyalty’s only useful when it’s pointed in the right direction, yeah?”

Zach finally looked up, eyes sharp. “Is that what this is? A job offer? Forgive me if I’m not exactly leaping at the chance to serve under a greasy halfwit with a God complex.”

The spell hit without warning — a flash of red, unyielding and searing. Pain ripped through his spine like a burning wire. His vision flickered. Darkness crept at the edges.

But he didn’t scream.

He wouldn’t.

The pain subsided. Zach exhaled slowly, jaw clenched, breath uneven.

Harlow straightened, brushing imaginary dust from his lapel.

“Oh, I think you will, Boniface. Because somewhere in that cold little brain of yours, you’ve already figured it out. You’re not getting out of here. Not alive. Not whole. Unless…”

Zach raised his head. His voice came sharp, unwavering.

“You can curse me. Beat me. Bleed me for hours.”

He spat on the stone between them.

“But I am no traitor.“

Harlow paused for a second. Then smiled wickedly.

“What you don’t know,” Harlow continued, “is that your little mission was pointless. We dealt with the parents. Sloppy of them, really — hiding out in the mountains like sheep. Thought silence would keep them safe. Fools. But the girl….”

His tone shifted, darker now.

Zach’s attention snapped into focus, gears turning. A girl? Mrs. Montague had never mentioned a child. But if she was truly Augustina’s heir…

His orders were clear.

“What‘s the deal?” he asked at last, voice flat.

“Ah, finally. There he is,” Harlow laughed coldly. “It’s simple. Your life, in exchange for the Montague heiress.”

He stepped closer, eyes gleaming.

“And all I need from you… is your word. A vow.”

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Did I just throw Seb of a cliff?!

Yes.

Yes, I did.

No regrets 😌

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I‘m at a festival and the moment I saw these incredible shots by Ciri I knew I had to do this.

Joined forces: Rocker Seb AU

we need a drummer and singer Seb next for a band 🤣

don‘t mind the bad cropped pics — as mentioned above I‘m literally at a festival and I did this drunk and between acts 😅

Eyes like sin, voice like thunder. He doesn’t just play the darkness, he is the damn song.

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maybe three heads aren't better than one 👈🏻👉🏻🫵🏻 know your meme

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this is a daily occurrence fyi

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Say you don’t like morally grey wizards again 🪄

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I don't want him to fare any better than me :D

Seb poring through papers to prove to his wife that he's taking things serious. Business never rests. Cass will be a proud wifey 😌

I'll be MIA for some time since festival season is about to start. I'll see you around 🖤

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"he can do no wrong" well actually i think he did a lot of wrong things, and that's specifically what attracted me to him in the first place

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„The toughest door in Northern Italy.“ — Zach 😅

No one crosses the threshold of Mrs. Montague office without being measured from head to toe by her right hand man.

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just my spoiled baby girl contemplating her next moves to catch the elusive wannabe dark wizard Sallow :D

rather old screenies, but I thought they're too cute to go to waste 😊