#amit x mc

[lostmyremembrall]

Sebastian Needs MC’s Attention to Survive

Sebastian: Hey, MC.

MC: *chatting with Amit*

Sebastian: MC.

MC & Amit: *giggling about Astronomy*

Sebastian: *blasts Confringo* PAY ATTENTION TO ME!

-> Hogwarts Legacy Incorrect Quotes

[enderwings12]

Amit Thakkar

My own take on Amit Thakkars' vibe.

''Stargazing is all about patience and precision.'' - Amit Thakkar

[fuokir]

I couldn't resist!! I love this boys!!! ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)

Somehow I imagine Aena more aggressive if she's in Gryffindor…

[fanfictionlibrary]

A Daring Prefect (Amit Thakkar x Reader) - Part Two

Summary: Amit and Reader are in an established relationship. Together they venture into the Forbidden Forest because they are on a mission. Danger awaits, a Centaur shares his wisdom, and a relationship is put to the test as it is confronted with double standards.

This story can be read as a continuation of the headcanons with Amit I wrote. Read the first part, please, if you haven't already.

This is probably the last part of the story.

Reader's gender, house, and appearance are not specified.

A/N: Hello everyone! Please enjoy! Also, I have received a request for a Twilight fanfiction that I am working on. It will take some time, however, until I post it. I just wanted to say that I did not forget about the request. I want to mention again, though, that I don't feel comfortable about writing sexual stuff about characters that are minors. For anyone interested, the requests are still open!

“Are you sure this is safe?” whispered Amit, following you along a winding and dark path in the Forbidden Forest.  

You looked over your shoulder, noticing his trembling form. “The Forbidden Forest is never safe.” Staring stubbornly ahead, you added indifferently, “Besides, there is no need for whispering. Whatever presides in the forest and wants to hear you will hear you regardless of the volume of your voice.” 

“Wow. Now, you are being very reassuring.” Amit scoffed, crossing his arms. 

“If it helps you,” you said matter-of-factly, “the best way to survive the Forest is to be realistic about its perils.” 

“No. That does not help at all!” Amit rushed forward to catch up with you as a little spider glided past his feet and out of sight. Scared, he clung to the arm you held aloft to cast light with a simple Lumos. “So, where exactly are we going to meet Dorran?” 

At his question, you perked up, your eyes locking on his face and gazing at him with a warmth only reserved for him. “Oh, we did not agree on a location to meet up. Dorran said he would find us as soon as we were inside the Forest. After all, he knows when extraneous forces enter.” 

“Right,” Amit nodded. “Usually, the Centaurs don’t interfere with extraneous forces and keep to themselves.” 

“Exactly.” 

You and Amit passed a prodigious statue that depicted a wizened magician. His arms were stretched to his sides, and his robe, although carved from stone, looked like it would flutter in the breeze at any moment. 

“Oh, look, the statue!” Amit pointed excitedly at the artistic stone construction. However, he was surprised by the grim glint in your eyes. 

“I know.” Your words were pregnant with meaning, but you chose not to elaborate. 

“Hey, what’s that look for?” Amit disentangled himself from you, stopped walking abruptly, and stemmed his hands on his hips. “It’s just a statue, or is it not?” Curiously, he walked over to the stone wizard.

“Amit, stop!” You tried to run towards him to grab his robe. Anything to stop him from his impending doom. But you tripped over a root and twisted your ankle, falling to the ground. “Shit!”

“Language.” Amit chided. His Ravenclaw brain was so occupied and enthralled with his observation that he hadn’t noticed your ungraceful fall. Instead, he continued walking steadily towards the statue. “I wonder who built it?” Amit brought his hand to his chin, his dark complexion glowing beautifully in the moonlight; even now, you were gushing over him. “And what for? No one would come to the Forbidden Forest voluntarily to appreciate this piece of architectural beauty.” 

“Amit!” Hastily, you tried to get up from the ground. But your injured ankle betrayed you. As you made to rise, your foot could not hold your weight, and you tumbled down again, landing on your knees and holding yourself up with your hands. You should have never brought your dashing, innocent Ravenclaw boyfriend with an unquenchable thirst for knowledge to the perilous and unforgiving Forbidden Forrest. 

When Amit raised his hand to touch the statue, it seemed to happen in slow motion. The unawareness on his face. The horror on yours. Right before his hand came into contact with the wizened stone wizard, an arrow shot past your line of vision. Moving skillfully and precisely, it flew towards Amit and cut through the empty space between his thumb and index finger of his raised hand. 

Shocked, Amit screeched and pulled his hand back, looking aghast at the monument. At the place where the arrow should have hit its mark and be sticking out from the stone. However, it seemed to have disappeared in it. It was just gone. 

“Great,” you mumbled, heaving yourself up with great effort. “Hopefully, all the Dark Wizards in the Arena won’t see nor be alarmed by the arrow.” Gratefully, you turned towards Dorran, who nodded at you as a way of greeting. He slung his bow over his shoulder and walked calmly towards Amit, who was holding his chest and breathing unevenly, his back still facing Dorran.

“Little man, you shall not interfere with danger you cannot begin to fathom.” Dorran halted and stared down at Amit, who slowly turned around. 

Your Ravenclaw boyfriend looked like he was about to faint. His expression was crestfallen, and he tilted his head to look at you for help. 

“Little man, do not let your curiosity mislead you.” Dorran continued. “Be glad the stars called me. They do not foresee your end yet. Don’t go too soon.”

“I’m trying,” Amit swallowed.  

As Amit became aware of your distraught state, and how you limped towards him, his brain pieced together everything that had transpired in the past seconds. His fear dissolved. Reverently, he looked at Dorran. “So, you are Dorran. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” However, his greeting was only a formality to not appear rude. Immediately after these words had left his mouth, he sprinted towards you, slung your arm over his shoulder, and supported your weight. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I am so sorry.”

“It’s alright, Amit.” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You couldn’t have foreseen my fall.” 

“But I could have paid more attention.” Shamefully, he glanced at his feet. “So, what is the mystery behind this statue?" 

“It is the secret entrance to the Dark Arts Arena,” you explained. “Trust me, you don’t want to go in there unprepared. All the Dark Wizards throw around the Unforgivables as if they were selling sweets at Honey Dukes.” 

“So, you have been inside the Arena?” Panic-stricken he glanced at you. For the first time, Amit looked distrustfully at you. His morals were waging a war as he doubted you righteously so. “Did you use the Unforgivable Curses?” 

You bit your lip and avoided his intense gaze. Expertly, you refused to answer his question directly. “We said no more lies, remember?” 

Amit gasped. He was unsure of what to do. Surprisingly though, he held you tighter. However, he refused to meet your eyes. Doubt was feasting on his emotions, destroying his body and mind. Maybe he didn’t want a criminal to flee right after they have confessed to their crimes. “Then that makes you a Dark Wizard, too.” 

You swallowed. Knowing very well that he was right. 

Dorran intervened. “Your friend, little man, has no malice at heart. There is a difference between being a Dark Wizard with true intent and using the Curses to protect your loved ones.”

“It’s all the same to me.” Amit shook his head. “I love you, Y/N… but you have to mean the curses to cast them.”

“Thank you, Dorran,” you said sadly, “but Amit is right. Even if I meant to protect the people I love, I also meant to control, torture, and…” 

“Kill,” Amit finished coldly, looking anywhere but at you.  

You sighed heavily, your chest heaving up and down. “Yes, kill my enemies. Seeking comfort in a double standard would be ridiculous.” 

“I see,” Dorran began in his usual sonorous voice, “but you Wizards and Witches are a paradoxical society. That is what allows your kind to strive. I do not mean to say that I agree with your ways. But don’t you think it is paradoxical that it is considered appropriate to use certain spells and jinxes to hurt others? To use them for battle and label other spells as unforgivable? At any rate, using any kind of magic to hurt is unforgivable. You sully the true purpose of magic.” 

“I see where you are coming from,” Amit nodded thoughtfully, a dark shadow clouding his features. “But the three Unforgivable Curses are categorized as such because they are immediate in their effects. There is barely any recuperation for the victims. Last of all with the Killing Curse. Physical and psychological damage will follow the victims for the rest of their lives.” 

“I see we have reached an impasse. Maybe we should discuss this matter at another time.” Dorran looked at the tree crowns above him. They rustled quietly and forebodingly, sending shivers down your and Amit’s spines. “The Forrest is getting restless. Danger abounds. Awaits the careless. Here, my friends.” From the leather pouch around his waist, Dorran extricated the healing herbs that Pippins had requested from you. “I believe you came for this. Why don’t we see whether they really work? My little magician,” he turned to you, handing you one leaf. “Put this on your ankle and test the theory of that potion maker.” 

“Thank you.” You took the leaf and sat on the ground. Amit helped you. He placed a hand on your lower back as you pulled off your shoe and sock to let the healing herb rest on the bare skin of your ankle. 

“If the leaf heals your injury without having to squeeze out its juices, then this herb is truly powerful. Imagine what it could do if used as an ingredient for a potion.” Amit said quietly, brushing hair back from your face. 

Soon enough, a green light enveloped your ankle, and you felt the pain subside. 

After you had put on your sock and shoe again, you and Amit thanked Dorran. You waved and headed back to the castle, hearing Dorran’s voice ringing through the Forrest after his body was long gone from sight.  

“That is the true purpose of magic. To nurture life. Not to destroy.” 

Needless to say, you and Amit were left with a lot of stuff on your minds. You were not only thinking about the double standards of the magical community, but also about what would become of your relationship. Could Amit still trust you? Would he turn you in? And if not, could you trust that he would definitely not do it? What if he changed his mind?      

[omnibused]

POV: Amit holds the flashlight Lumos while you set up the telescope - can't help but smile when you're not looking

[purindaimaou]

夢要素あるので注意 ※amit × mc

[choccy-milky]

amit admiring the power couple that is seb and MC 😌💅 ((scene from the most recent chap of my fic~))

[atypicalamortentia]

Breeding Kink

Synopsis - The boys and their breeding kinks.

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - Characters aged up to 18+!

Word Count - 3.1K.

{Caffeinate Me}

SEBASTIAN SALLOW has major baby fever all of the time and he isn’t afraid to let you know about these feelings either. “Wanna have a baby?” He asks, looking at you with a devilish grin. You look up at him from the book you’re reading with wide eyes, completely taken aback by his comment. When you don’t answer, he asks you again. “Wanna have a baby?”

“Excuse me?” You ask, raising an eyebrow at him. 

Sebastian sits down next to you, placing a hand on your thigh. “Well I’ve been thinking of filling you up until your stomach bulges and you get pregnant with my babies.”

“Sebastian!” A gasp leaves your lips, however you don’t stop him from taking the book out of your hand and placing it on the coffee table in front of you. Sebastian places a hand on your chest and pushes you down onto the sofa so you’re lying down on your back. Without hesitation, he straddles your waist while still grinning at you. 

“That’s not an answer,” he sings before capturing your kiss into a passionate kiss. You don’t protest as his lips smash against yours. Instead, you kiss him back eagerly, discarding your clothes and throwing them all over the living room to find later. “I’ll take that as a yes then,” he grins watching as you spread your legs wide for him. Sebastian leaned down to kiss your neck, slipping his cock up your glistening folds to lubricate himself before slamming inside of you in one fell swoop. A moan leaves both of your lips and he slowly begins to move himself inside of you, not giving you time to adjust to his large length. Your hand grips his forearms in an attempt to slow him down, but Sebastian doesn’t give up. 

“Sebastian!” You groan loudly as your eyes roll into the back of your head. 

“Cum for me baby,” Sebastian growls in your ear. You can’t help but nod enthusiastically. Your fingers make their way to your clit and rub quick, yet calculated circles on the sensitive nub. Within seconds you were creaming around him, moaning his name on repeat. “Good girl,” Sebastian cooed, kissing your lips softly as he continued to smash his hips against yours. “Now, I’m gonna fill you up until you can’t take anymore okay? Got to get this beautiful stomach full of my babies.” You nod again, moaning loudly as Sebastian’s ruthless assault on your pussy continues until he’s a blubbering mess. You feel his cock twitch inside of you, if that was even possible, and you know that he’s about to explode. With a growl he cums deep inside of you, fucking it into you until he’s too sensitive to continue. “God you feel so good,” he groans, kissing the side of your neck as he pulls out of you with a slight pop/ 

Sebastian rolls off of you and stares at the ceiling, attempting to catch his breath. After a few moments of silence, you finally speak up, voice soft and shy. “Did you really mean what you said?” Sebastian looks at you, slightly confused. “About me getting pregnant. Did you mean it?” 

Sebastian grins at you again. “Yes. It’s all I’ve been able to think about.” 

“Well then. Maybe we can make it happen.” 

OMINIS GAUNT is unsure about his newly found kink, afterall, he only wants to have a baby when you’re both ready. However, recently the thought of filling you up with his cum until you get pregnant hasn’t left his mind. You’re sitting at the dinner table when Ominis says to you, “do you ever want children with me Y/N?” 

He takes a mouthful of food as you respond to his question. You don’t even need to think about it before you’re answering. “As long as they’re with you, I wouldn’t care if we had a litter.” You let out a soft giggle at your joke and look at the blonde who’s smiling at you playfully. 

“Well, I’ve been thinking lately…” he mumbles slightly. “About getting you pregnant.”

“You have?” You ask, smiling widely at him. Ominis just nods as he pushes his plate to the side, a sign that he was finished eating. You never thought Ominis would want children, and you were okay with that, so to hear this was like a breath of fresh air. 

“I keep thinking of running my hands over your body… Feeling your swollen belly in my hands and it just does things to me.” 

You raise an eyebrow out of curiosity. “What sort of things?”

He leans in over the table. His milky eyes stare into your soul before he whispers to you, “come and find out.”

You stand up, shaking with anticipation as you walk over to him. When Ominis feels you within arms length, he grabs your wrist and pulls you down onto his lap. A gasp of surprise leaves your lips when you feel his painfully hard erection underneath your bottom and you can’t help but squirm lightly. Ominis sucks in a breath as you squirm against him and he can’t help but thrust his hips up to meet yours. “Ominis,” you whisper softly, moving your hips lightly against him. 

You’re unable to say anything else before he commands you, “bedroom. Now.” 

You jump off his lap and eagerly grab his hand, leading him to your shared bedroom. You push Ominis onto the bed, taking the position of command like you usually do in the bedroom and kiss him with fever whilst bucking your hips up against his straining erection. You undress each other quickly and without speaking until you’re both completely naked. Ominis’ hands trail over your body, cupping your breasts eagerly. Without warning you sink yourself onto his length and he lets out a loud moan as you slowly inch yourself onto him. Every time you have sex it always feels like the first time: from the burn of the stretch to the way he moans - it was like you’d never touched him before. You let out a breathy moan as you begin your movements, allowing yourself to feel the arousal swell up inside of you as your orgasm was fast approaching. Ominis bucks his hips up to meet yours in a haphazard way and although his rhythm was completely off, he was still able to get you cumming around him in no time. “Please. Please make me a daddy,” he whispers repeatedly as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. You nod and moan at the sensation, coaxing his orgasm from him until he’s painting your insides with his seed at an ungodly speed. When you finally manage to pull yourself off of Ominis, he growled lightly. His hands guide your hips back down onto him, signalling to you that he didn’t want you to move just yet. 

“We’ll talk more about this later,” you whisper in his ear, kissing his cheek softly. 

“There’s nothing to talk about,” he says suddenly. “I want children. Your children. Let’s just do it.” 

You find yourself grinning at him before bending down to place a chaste kiss on his lips. “If you’re sure that’s what you want. Let’s do it.”

GARRETH WEASLEY doesn’t realise he has a breeding kink until the first time he has sex with you. After that, he’s a complete goner. He knows he won't rest until you’re pregnant, that’s for sure. He doesn’t bring it up to you until a few months after your first time. One night he’s between your legs, tongue dancing out of his mouth and lapping at your clit just the way you like it. His fingers are pumping in and out of you, pushing you to your second orgasm of the night when he hits you with the, “wanna stuff you full of my cum until you’re good and pregnant.” Your ears are ringing from the pleasure you’re experiencing and you hardly hear him however, when his words register to you you’re moaning for more. Your legs tense up around his head as you cum all over his face and that has Garreth smirking like you’ve never seen before. “You want that, huh?” He asks as he trails wet kisses up your naked body. “Want me to make you a mummy baby?”

“Yes please,” you choke out, marvelling at how big his cock looked between your thighs. His tip was red, leaking pre-cum as he grasped the base and slid it between your sticky folds. A soft gasp left your lips as Garreth slowly pushed his cock inside of you. In his usual fashion, he gave you a few moments to adjust to his large length before he began pounding into you relentlessly. There was something about the idea of you being pregnant with his baby that turned him on like never before. His hands made their way to your stomach, palming softly as he envisioned you swollen with his DNA. 

He kisses your neck, mumbling words of praises to you. “You’ll look so hot pregnant.” You’re unable to form words to reply as your back arches, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. “Everyone will know who you belong to when they see you full of my baby.” And just like that, you’re cumming again. Your legs wrap tightly around his waist as your fingernails rake down his back, no doubt leaving red marks for you to admire later. After a few more seconds of viscous thrusting, Garreth is moaning your name while exclaiming loudly that he was cumming. You feel him fill you to the brim and you let out an exhausted, content sigh as Garreth kisses your forehead lovingly. He looks down into your eyes and smiles. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you breath out softly. “I’m just surprised.”

“Surprised?”

“Yeah. I’m surprised that you want children with me,” you mumble, staring into his gorgeous eyes. 

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re the love of my life.” 

Your eyes fill up with tears as you question him, “I am?”

“Of course you are. I love you Y/N, never forget that.”

LEANDER PREWETT realises he has a breeding kink the second he sees you holding an infant. Your best friend had just had a baby and invited you and Leander around to meet them. Your eyes had widened as you cooed at the tiny human and Leander was gone. When you get home, Leander watches as you sit down while he paces back and forth awkwardly. You raise an eyebrow out of concern and ask him, “what’s wrong love?”

“Listen Y/N… We’ve been together for a long time now,” he starts, and you feel your heart sink at his words. You’re fearing a break-up speech, but you weren’t prepared for what he was about to say. “And I think I might have a breeding kink.”

You blink rapidly at him and ask, “a breeding kink?”

“It means I get turned on by the thought of impregnating you,” he explained. 

“I know what a breeding kink is Leander,” you roll your eyes and chuckle at him. 

“Then-” 

“How long have you known?” You ask softly, standing up and walking towards him. 

“Only since today,” he says, holding his arms out to hold you. “Seeing you with the kid… It made me think that we should have one.” 

“You’re joking right?” You ask, mumbling into his chest as you wrap your arms around his body. “I swear to Merlin Leander, if you’re joking I will kill you.”

He cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was probably the sweetest and most passionate kiss you had shared with him, ever. “No. No I’m not joking.” His hands trailed down to your breasts, cupping them gently. “I can’t stop thinking about how large your tits would get full of milk. How swollen your stomach would be…”

A moan escaped your throat at his words, arousal settling in your core as you allowed yourself to think about the changes that would occur to your body if you were pregnant. “Leander,” you whimper softly. “Don’t tease me.” 

He nodded. “Okay princess.” He grabbed your hand and picked you up bridal style, walking quickly with you to your shared bedroom. He threw you onto the bed and you landed with an ‘oof’ before giggling up at him. 

“Leander!” You shriek gently. He didn’t reply though, he just climbed on top of you, pushing you down and kissing you softly before removing your trousers. He looks at you with a hunger in his eyes that you had never seen before. 

“God look at you,” he mumbles, taking in the view of your naked body underneath his. “You’re so beautiful. I don’t know if it would be possible, but you’d be more beautiful if you were pregnant.” You didn’t know how to respond to that, as sweet as it was, but you didn’t have a chance to before Leander was taking off his pants. His cock was painfully hard, standing straight to attention. You reach out to touch him but he batted your hand away playfully. “Not tonight baby, I wanna get to the main event.”

You blushed at his words and got on all fours for him - his favourite position. You shake your arse at him teasingly, showing him your dripping cunt. It was shameful how wet he got you and how quick he got you wet too. He lines himself up with your entrance, hands grasping your hips desperately as he pushes into you quickly. You let out a squeal and give him the go ahead to move. When he did, his pace was painfully slow. He wanted this to be loving, wanted to say that when you conceived your child it was slow and sensual. Leander’s movements were calculated, thrusting into you in a way that had you clenching around him. His fingertips prod at your clit, slowly circling it until you were creaming around his cock. It was embarrassing how quick he could make you cum. Your own orgasm had pushed Leander over the edge, the way your cunt clenched around him had his mind in a haze as he shot his load into your womb. He pulled out of you with a heavy breath and lay down next to you, head turning to the side to admire you. 

“God Leander,” you whisper breathlessly. “That was something else.” 

He laughs at you and wraps an arm around you, pulling you close to him. “I hope it worked.”

“Only time will tell,” you mumble as you close your eyes. It didn’t take either of you long to fall asleep, completely full of bliss. All you knew is that you’d definitely be having round two in the morning to make sure you got pregnant.

AMIT THAKKAR is really shy about his breeding kink. One night, you’re talking to him about the kinks you have when you decide to ask him about his. He stutters at first, not sure what to say when you giggle and say, “it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want too.”

Amit finds himself fumbling over his words before he responds. “I have a kink about… impregnating you.” 

“You do?” You ask with wide eyes. Amit just nods in response, too shy and nervous to say anything. You find yourself thinking for a moment. You had always wanted kids, ever since you were younger. You always played house with your dolls and thought about baby names for your future children. You knew Amit was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, so you thought why not. “Why don’t we give it a try?”

Amit is stunned. He really wasn’t expecting you to be so open about it. “Really?”

You nod. “I think the time is right to start trying for a baby.” 

“You mean that?” Amit asks. 

“Of course,” you remain smiling at him and that’s when Amit’s confidence grows. 

He grabs your hand and leads you to the bedroom, anxiously anticipating what was to come. He slowly settles you down onto the bed, pushing you down so you’re laying flat on your back. Amit begins to undress you in a way that was almost teasing, carefully and slowly. You let out a soft moan as his fingers dance over your skin. “Are you okay?” He asks, his voice a whisper. You nod your head as you begin to help him out of his own clothes, desperately tugging at them. “Here. I’ll help you,” he smiles, moving his hands away from your body to help you remove the final articles of clothing on his body. When you were both bare to each other, the air in the room was thick with arousal. Both of your eyes never left the other’s body and both of your hands began touching anywhere you could reach. Amit smiles down lovingly at you as he pumps his erect cock, shakily lining himself up with your tight hole. “You ready sweetheart?” He asks, slipping his cock between your folds and teasing your hole with his tip. 

“Please!” You gasp, arching your back in an attempt to have his cock slide into you. 

Amit nods and pushes himself inside of you, filling you completely to the brim. You let out the loudest moan as he begins to snap his hips against yours. He wanted this moment to last, but the way your cunt was clenching around him made it impossible. His fingers shakily worked at your clit, pushing you to your orgasm. You came over him, squealing in delight as your orgasm washed over you. Amit continues to fuck himself into you, thoughts of your pregnant body filling his mind as his cock hit your cervix again and again. When he came, your name left his lips in a gasp. He had never known himself to cum so much, pouring rope after sticky rope into your cunt. When he finally finished, he collapsed onto you kissing at your neck gently. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled against the soft skin of your neck. 

“What for?” You ask breathlessly. 

“For cumming so quickly,” he said shamefully. 

You couldn’t help but chuckle at him and shake your head. Your voice was soft and reassuring. “Amit, it’s okay.”

“I just couldn’t help it,” he groans, lips continuing to skim across your neck. “The thought of impregnating you was too much for me to handle.”

You chuckle again. “I’m glad you found it as enjoyable as I did.” 

“I did,” he said breathlessly, pressing his lips to yours softly. “Give me a minute and we can go for round two.”

“Round two?” You ask with a grin. 

“Well, we need to have sex at every opportunity if we want to get you pregnant,” he says, explaining it logically to you. You nod your head at him and open your legs again, fingers pushing in some of his cum that had dribbled onto your thigh. 

“I’m ready whenever you are.”

[elinoracia]

⁑ Someone else flirts with you // Hogwarts legacy characters reactions x reader ⁑

~ Hogwarts Legacy headcanons ~

Warnings: Jealousy, fluff, f!reader, use of Y/N, not proofread, swearing (censored) Pairings: Sebastian x reader, Ominis x reader, Garreth x reader, Amit x reader, Poppy x reader, Natty x reader, Imelda x reader, Leander x reader.

Feel free to request anything!

→ [All characters are aged up to 18 y.o. or more (7th year)] ←

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Context: Following the events that took place during the 5th year, you became more popular without really wanting it. A few people have started to take a closer interest in you. But you still only have eyes for one person since you arrived. However, a boy has started flirting with you and talking to you more and more often. His name is Spencer Rooks. Spencer is the captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team, also in 7th year. His soft blue eyes, freckles and blond messy hair could make anyone feel flustered around him. But he only has his eyes on you and the person you like took notice of that. Today, Spencer passed you a note to meet him after class. You chose to accept his offer and listen what he had to say to you. Someone seems to not be too pleased by that... (pre-relashionship)

THEIR REACTION:

Sebastian:

Oh he's pissed. You're his! Well...not yet but you are his! He tolerated Spencer's flirting for way too long. He has to intervene.

"Spencer, leave her alone. Can't you see Y/N is not interested?"

All means are good if it makes him leave you alone. But if Spencer insists too much to talk to you, Sebastian will definitely raise his wand at him. He's not scared to be in detention again.

"Let's leave Y/N. He's not worth you time at all." He takes your hand and leads you somewhere else.

"What a prick! Touching you like that and flirting with you. Trust me, he's not good enough for you."

You ask him if he's jealous and you see him frown.

"I am not jealous, I would just prefer if he didn't exist near you! I-I mean...I know you can take care of yourself but- I just don't like others around you that can't respect you."

He'll cross his arms and will stare into your eyes.

"Next time, tell him you're mine. Tell him you're my girlfriend. And if he tries anything, I won't need my wand to hurt him. Besides, I bet he only likes you because you're Hogwarts hero or something like that...NO! I'm not jealous! I just think you deserve better!"

He will make sure that everyone knows you're his, even if you're not yet in a relationship with him.

He WILL be more affectionate and touchy in public.

He's very possessive and will remind you that you both were best friends before you saved Hogwarts and the wizzarding world in general.

"I liked and still like you for you, don't fall for guys like Spencer who only notice you for what you did. He's an opportunist! And you deserve someone who can see how wonderful you are."

Ominis:

Now he is more discreet about his feelings for you and how he handles jealousy. But when Spencer asked you to meet him after class, Ominis couldn't let that happen. He realises he was too slow to be the first to ask you out and he had to do something...quickly.

"Y/N, is that true that you planned to meet Spencer after class? Well...I advice you to reconsider. He does not seem like a very proper gentleman."

You ask him if he's jealous. You see his cheeks redden.

"Jealous? Why should I be jealous Y/N? You obviously are too good for him. And he does not seem like the type of individual you would be into...isn't he?"

He is worried you are into another boy but he tries to keep his composure.

"I heard a few people gossiping about him. Apparently, he has a new girlfriend every month. You deserve to feel special Y/N."

This might be the first time he pays attention to meaningless gossips. But he just has to convince you not to give Spencer a chance.

"Besides, I might need your help after class to prepare myself for our next potion exam. My concoctions are still utter rubbish and you seem to be the only one who actually make me improve my skills."

Any reason is a good reason if it makes you stay away from the Hufflepuff.

He will sit next to you in every class to make everyone understand you are with him, even if you're not his girlfriend yet...

He will frown everytime he hears you talking to another guy. And if Spencer dares to speak to you, he will drag you away and find an excuse to justify it.

"I hope he was not bothering you. I can make the Headmater expel him if he tries anything inappropriate. Just tell me if anything happens."

He didn't mind boys talking to you but when Spencer got a little to close to you for his liking, he became a bit more protective of you. He doesn't want to let that happen again.

Garreth:

He is not usually the jealous type because he knows you're not interested by the other boys/girls who are flirting with you on a daily basis. But Spencer seemed to have your attention for some reason... And when Garreth is jealous, he is not very classy about it.

"What is going on with Spencer and you? I heard you two whispering during class. Since when the both of you are that close?"

You explain to him you planned to meet up with Spencer after class because he had something to tell you. You hear the red-haired boy scoff.

"I bet he'll confess to you...that idiot. Hum...please tell me you don't reciprocate his feelings?"

He'll try to invite you somewhere else so you don't join Spencer after class. He thinks he is being sneaky about it.

"Please I can't find those ingredients without you, it's very urgent matters! Screw Spencer! Besides, you'd rather spend time with me than him...right?"

You're making the poor boy anxious. He is scared you might find Spencer better than him.

"I can also play quidditch you know? And I bet Spencer is not a talented potionist like I am! I'm just saying..."

You ask him if he's maybe...jealous? He left you no time to finish your last word that he quickly retorts.

"Me? Jealous? Please Y/N, you can't be serious. Why would I be jealous? We're...friends... and he is just some guy. I simply don't want you to shift your attention on him and forget about me, alright?"

You try to reassure him with some light-hearted teasing that he was your favorite flirt and that you couldn't possibly forget about him, even if you tried.

"Well...now I know. Could you maybe repeat the part where you said you could never forget me?"

Amit:

He is really not the jealous type because he understands why and how popular you became. But when he is jealous, he does not dare to talk about it to not seem possessive or selfish. But the way Spencer acts around you doesn't sit right with him...

"Y/N? I hope you don't mind if I bring up a rather...private subject. It's about you and Spencer. I noticed you two during class... Are you perhaps- please stop me if you do not feel comfortable sharing- b-but are you two...together?"

You ask him if he's just curious or maybe... jealous? You see him stiffen at your question.

"J-Jealous? I'm really not! I swear! I just think he might not be the right fit for you... You deserve someone who sees you for who you really are; the shiniest star in the sky. Nothing less..."

You reassure him by certifying that you were not in a relationship with Spencer. You then explain he just asked you to meet you up after class to tell you something. You see Amit slightly frown.

"I...I don't think you should meet with him."

He then instantly apologizes. His facial expression is a mix between confusion and fear. He's torn between telling you not to go or let you do what you want...

Out of the blue, he gently grabs your hand.

"What if I said I also... wanted to see you? Who would you choose?"

You can't help but let out a small chuckle. Of course you would choose Amit over him...over anyone actually. But he is so cute when he is jealous. But you finally give in to his request.

"R-really? You'd rather be with me? Then let's go to Honeydukes after class! I could also let you try the new lense of my telescope!"

Seeing him compete for you attention definitely made you feel really hot... He is so adorable.

Poppy:

She is way too obvious when she is jealous. She just can't hide it. This Spencer boy is seriously getting on her nerves...Why can't he just leave you alone? She's the only one who has the right to be glued to Y/N!

"Hum...Y/N...Are you and Spencer a thing? Because he seems really interested and you don't seem to mind it. I-I'm just curious, that's all! You know you can tell me anything."

She looks nervous and you can see it. She is twisting a strand of her hair between her fingers.

You tell her that Spencer actually asked you to meet him after class. Seeing the look on Poppy's face, you might have actually thought she saw a ghost. She was petrified.

"M-Meet him after class? Does he like you? Do you think he'll confess? Oh Merlin... Do you like this guy?"

She bombards you with questions. You're trying your best to reassure her but she doesn't seem to focus on what you're saying. You then take her hands into yours to calm her down.

"I-I'm sorry. But, as your friend... of course... I am just worried this guy is just not any good for you at all. He doesn't seem like the type to treat you right or anything. And you're worth so much better!"

"And who do I deserve then Poppy?" You asked with a playful giggle. You like to see her all flustered. It was so cute.

"W-Well...maybe someone who like you before all the stuff that happened during 5th year...A-Anyway! It's not about that, we are talking about Spencer here!"

She pouts at your light teasing. She is so terribly obvious about how she feels.

You have to reassure her and tell her that you don't feel anything for the Hufflepuff boy. She lets out a big sigh of relief.

"Good...So...does that mean you're free after class? Wanna do something with me?"

Natty:

Now Natty is very mature and can handle her jealousy very well...that's what she thought until Spencer grew a little too close to you. She usually doesn't mind your multiple admirers but this time it felt different. She has to do something...

"Y/N, I was wondering... Spencer seems quite persistent. Maybe you need help to tell him off?"

You explain to Natty he actually became a good friend and that he wanted to talk to you after class. She keeps a neutral face, not wanting her emotions to get the best of her.

"That is good to hear. I wonder what he has to say to you."

Natty knew exactly what Spencer wanted to talk to you about. But she felt selfish... She was biting her tongue to not say anything more.

"I hope he is not in love with you Y/N. I heard he was quite a flirtatious guys and that he treated his ex-girlfriends very poorly... Yes those are gossips but sometimes they are right! Well...maybe he is just pretending to be nice to you for now, you know how boys are."

She would let you meet Spencer after school but she would overthink about what your response to his confession would be.

"So? What did he say? Tell me everything!" She was trying to keep a smile on her face but she was really really anxious.

As you explained to her, you see her gently relaxing her shoulders. You don't share the same feelings as Spencer, to her delight.

"That's good. He was not right for you anyway." You then dare to ask her why she was so happy you didn't reciprocated his feelings. She was taken aback.

"P-please don't think I was jealous. I just know you well enough to assume he was not your type at all. You deserve someone who will treat you like a princess."

She has never been more relieved you rejected someone. She will keep a close eye on you the next time someone talks to you. She can't let that happen again.

Imelda:

When she is jealous, she usually just bullies you. She hates to see you with other people no matter who they are. So, you can be certain that she cannot stand Spencer being all flirty and chatty with you.

"He just can't leave you alone, can he? Always trying to get your attention. It's so pathetic. Don't give him the time of the day, he's a twat."

You tell her that Spencer asked you to meet him after class. You see her almost explode of rage in front of your very eyes.

"What the f*ck? Who does he think he is? I mean, please let him embarrass himself, I know he doesn't stand a chance...right? Don't tell me you like him? Oh good...not that I care or anything, you do you."

You ask her if she's jealous. She lets out the meanest laugh you've ever heard. Ouch...

"Me? Jealous of him? I can prove it to you that I am, in fact, better than him. I'm also a MUCH better quidditch player. Just saying... Don't look at me like that! I'm not jealous! Just stop hanging out with him, that's all!"

She might sound agressive but she really just needs to be reassured.

"And you promised me to be there at every one of my quidditch practices. And if he doesn't like it, I'm not afraid to punch him in the throat and break his precious broom."

You notice how agitated she is by the fact that Spencer might like you. You say nothing to preserve peace but...how cute it was that she wanted to fight someone for you.

"Forget about him. You deserve a much better contenders for your love. You also deserves someone that is as good as me on a broom. Spencer is way too slow. Why are you smiling at me like that? What did I say?"

She'll make sure you only look at her during practice and during other classes. She'll make sure to remind you that she is the best person to hang out with you.

Leander:

Now he will go about it the hard way to keep people who are interested in you away. He usually straight up lies and tells everyone you are actually his girlfriend so nobody will flirt with you. But Spencer just directly asked you...not fair. He has to do something about it... and now.

"What? He asked you to meet him after class? Well...just don't go? Or tell him you have a boyfriend? Oh come on, it's just a little white lie."

He tries to convince you not to go. But you still want to hear what Spencer has to say.

"Okay but only if I go with you. I can't leave you alone with that creep. Do we have a deal?"

When you wait for Spencer after class, Leander was waiting with you. Leander just couldn't hold back the urge to mark his territory and show that you were his...not officially but in his mind your were his.

"So, please tell us what you wanted to say. Don't be shy."

Leander is touching VERY inappropriately while Spencer tries to speak. He runs his hands down your back, around your shoulders and…on your hips.

You want to stop it but you can't. You...like it. It makes you feel all nervous and you feel your cheeks redden.

At the end, the poor Spencer just gave up and excused himself from the conversation.

"I think he got the message. You're not interested by him and you'll never be. I was helpful, see? "

You scold him gently, telling him how innapropriate that was. He just smirks and chuckles at you. He's so childish...

"Oh don't pretend you didn't like it Y/N. Maybe I should do it more often, that seems to keep the others away."

You stroked his ego unintentionally.

But...what if...nobody stopped you from going?

Spencer:

He waits for you after class. He looks so nonchalent, you almost refuse to think he might confess to you.

"You came! What a relief. I just wanted to tell you that...I know that we've not been friends for long but...hum...I like you. I almost lost my last quidditch match because you were the only thing on my mind."

You were just speechless. Your face was burning up and your cheeks were red. He took notice of that.

"Sorry, I just blurted it out but I'm really serious. I like you Y/N. And if you just let me one chance to prove that I'm worthy of your affection, you won't regret it! Does it sound too corny? I just really like you sorry, I'm letting my heart speak for me right now."

The Hufflepuff's face was also red. He looks so sincere. His blue eyes staring right into yours.

"Do you need time to think about it? I can give you some space. I just... I would give you the world if you ask me to. You're just...so wonderful. But I'll give you the time you want to think about it! Or maybe we could go on a date? Just to make sure I'm your type."

He lets out tiny nervous chuckles as he speaks. He is a blushing mess and he is trying his hardest to speak clearly and not be overwhelmed by his emtions.

Will you give him a chance?

[lostmyremembrall]

NSFW & SFW HC for Amit Thakkar

Photo by Rezoeline on twitter

As an Ominis enjoyer and Sallow Worshipper, I adore them to death. But let me explain why Amit is so perfect for MC

SFW

The only character who doesn't ask anything of MC

Actually, in-game he only GIVES to MC.

The telescope. Assistance with Gobbledegook.

He’s devoted to MC.

Will literally do anything for MC.

He is bitter he can't protect MC like Sebastian

So he will find other ways to help

He will take care of MC's wounds when they come back to Hogwarts

Becomes an insomniac ever since meeting MC, due to his anxiety for their safety

A hopeless romantic

Love letters, roses and expensive gifts

His affluent background means he thinks it's NORMAL to spend galleons on you

Will always await MC's return with open arms

Inside his arms is the only time MC can escape from everything terrible about their life

As MC gets dragged further into dark magic because of Sebastian,

Amit will be there to bring them back to the light.

When MC feels like they're surrounded by enemies,

he will show that compassion still exists

When MC grows desperate, and is willing to do anything to protect their friends like use the unforgivables,

Amit will be the grounding figure, leading MC with his strong moral fibre.

He shows that there are ways to care and protect your loved ones without becoming a dark wizard

Literally, Amit is the Sun to MC.

Amit’s smile is so bright, so unbroken and untouched by the cruelty of the world

(Sorry Sebastian, Ominis, Natty, Poppy but we all see your pained smile)

MC will do anything to stay in his innocent world

Amit will shed light on the darkest corners of MC's broken heart.

And bring them back to the light whatever the cost.

Amit will compare MC to his moon.

He says MC "outshines every star in the night sky."

As much as MC outshines everyone, a moon cannot shine without a star.

He is in disbelief that he gets to have something so special all for himself.

And he will always remember that as he treats you with utmost love and adoration.

He will treat you like a literal star, plucked from the night sky that he gets to keep for himself.

NSFW

He IS possessive and a soft dom.

MC thought he was just a shy boy who needs to be led at all times.

But my god MC was mistaken. He was just raised very strictly to treat women with utmost respect and gentleness,

So he's learned to restrain any of his urges.

He was hesitant at first to display any desires for fear of scaring off MC or being rude.

Displays the amazing self-control that he was raised to have at all times.

He may be inexperienced and shy at first.

But once he gets comfortable, and learns that it’s okay to want MC, he will unleash everything.

His curious Ravenclaw ass wants to study MC.

MC's every moan. What works for them. What doesn't.

Everything is about MC.

He will go down on MC until they're shaking underneath him.

Smiling softly down at them as they have their fourth orgasm.

When MC starts to beg they can't take it anymore, Amit will tilt his head.

And gives the most charming smile as he asks "Your body seems to be begging otherwise,"

As he glances down at MC's core still pulling him in.

Studies everything about sex to please MC.

Reads up on Kama Sutra as he furiously blushes and tries to hide behind the pages.

Will literally train himself to last longer and come back quicker for round 2 and 3 so he can give MC the pleasure they deserve

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There WILL be other guys who underestimate Amit and approach MC.

Sebastian offering his scarf to MC because it's cold.

Amit will somehow always find MC in dicey situations and intervene before things escalate.

"Thank you, Sebastian,"

Amit will smile, but his eyes are narrowed into threatening slits.

"But I can take care of MC just fine.”

Rest assured, he would later be taking MC in the Room of Requirement in a domineering display of possessiveness.

His favourite position is missionary.

Snaking his fingers with MC’s as he whispers how adorable MC looks underneath him

His favourite part is seeing a side of MC nobody else has seen before.

The fact that he gets to have their moans, their euphoric expressions, their incoherent babble all to himself

It ignites something he's never felt before

On particularly stressful days, when MC gets distracted by anxious thoughts about exams, ancient magic, etc.,

Amit will pound even faster, deeper, and rougher until MC can't think of anything but him

He pouts, "I want you to be thinking about just me."

He'll smile contently when MC begins to mutter his name like a mantra, knowing they're close.

Making MC come and forget everything is a massive ego-boost for him.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. Based on the fic 太陽と月, which has thrusted me fully into Amit phase.

[reddeaddamnation]

Your future life with the Hogwarts Legacy folks:

Sebastian Sallow

Hogsmeade was magical during Yule. Lights and decorated trees, pretty ornaments hung around the houses and the carols sung all around the village. The snow covered streets brought out a cozy feeling that just made you want to hide in the Three Broomsticks with a warm cup of cocoa or a mug of butterbeer next to the fireplace. Thankfully, you didn't have to think about work these days and you could enjoy a holiday with your husband.

Sirona's smiling face greeted you at the entrance. She hadn't aged at all since you were students. "Well if it isn't mr. and mrs. Sallow." She teased. Contrary to what everyone believed, Sebastian had chose to folllw in his family's footsteps and became an auror, who turned his back on the dark arts and instead opted to fight them. Ominis joked that even though you endorsed him all those years, you became the good influence and prompted a change in him after your wedding.

You, yourself had become a professor in Defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts after professor Hecate's retirement. "Oh, stop the formalities, Sirona, its Y/N and Sebastian." You laughed. "I will always remember the times when you were always getting into trouble." Sirona joked "Look at you now. All grown up. What can I get you?" You made your orders and sat at the table next to the fireplace, enjoying its warmth.

"I don't know when was the last time I told you this but I'll remind you. You're the best thing that happened to me. If it wasn't for you, I don't know where I would be right now." Sebastian looked at you with adoring eyes, a smile on his lips. "Azkaban?" You joked. After sharing a small laugh, he continued. "But...really. You made me a better person, professor Sallow." He smirked. "I'm glad to hear it, chief auror Sallow."

Ominis Gaunt

The ministry was dull and boring as ever. Everyone was so busy and...corporate... You sat at your desk, twiddling around a feather in your hand, wondering what to do, since your work was finished half an hour ago. Wondering if your husband was as workless as you were, you decided to go and check for yourself.

The corridor seemed endless. After finally seeing the door with his name on it, you knocked softly, waiting for an answer. "Minister Gaunt, you have a visitor." You teased him, upon entering. He shot you a welcoming smile, before going back to the papers in front of him. You took a moment to admire him. You always knew he would make it big, despite his disability. He was smart and adaptive. Nothing could stop him from achieving his dreams and you were so proud of him.

You couldn't help but walk over to him and hug him from behind his chair, nuzzling into his neck. "Darling, I have work to do." Ominis kissed your cheek sweetly "I promise, I will not let you go but when we go home." Feeling you pout, he sighed and contemplated for a moment. "My love..." he tried to speak, but you only hugged him stronger. "Just five minutes, Omi, I promise. I'm bored out of my mind." Snaking your body to the front of the chair, you sat on his lap, making him blush. "Ah... Y/N, you do whatever you want with me." Chuckling under his breath, he kissed you passionately, meanwhile casting a spell to lock the door.

Garreth Weasley

An explosion erupted from within your husband's potions shop, making you sigh. No surprise, with all the experiments he was doing and new concoctions he attempted to brew. You walked inside just in time to see Garreth, covered in soot and liquid, frantically trying to clean up the mess he had made.

"Too high temperature?" You asked, smirking. He looked you and scoffed at your amused face. This wasn't the first time you saw him covered in the mess he created. It was even too many to count. So many it didn't make you burst out laughing anymore. Despite that, he had made himself the name of the best potioneer in England with a successful potions shop and even published a book with his own recipes for potions. So to create said new potions, he had to go through trial and error multiple times a day.

"Too many troll boggeys." He answered, eyeing you up and down to find something to get back at you with "And you? A niffler caught your foot?" He pointed at the noticable missing piece of fabric of pants on your lower leg. You on the other hand, pursued your dreams of taking care of beasts to keep the wild populations stable. "Ah, kneezles get too playful sometimes. I think she believed my leg was a toy tree she could climb on." You waved your hand, dismissing concerns "What were you brewing this time?" Garreth sighed, motioning to the mess around his potion station.

"I attempted to create a potion, which could help the user breathe underwater." He explained "Not turn the user into a newt!" Ignoring your laugh, Garreth waved his wand, putting everything was back into place, clean and tidy "So after failed attempt number one, this is the result of attempt number two." He never failed to put a smile on your face though. "Don't worry, love, I'm sure you will get it next time." You reassured, moving closer to him for a hug, but stopped, remembering his... state right now.

Garreth rubbed the back of his neck. "Ahh...let's leave that for later, alright?" He chuckled.

Amit Thakkar

"I found it!" Amit exclaimed, excitedly shifting in his place, barely able to stop himself from jumping. His voice was quivering from the excitement of his discovery. He had been searching every night for some legendary constellation, appearing only once every few hundred years, or that was what the ancient scriptures that lead him on his search said. After realizing the time of appearance was soon, he spent night after night for a whole week staring up at the sky with his telescope with you to keep him company.

"Look!" He gave you the telescope to see for youself and lo and behold, he was right. A constellation you had never seen before right in front of your eyes. The stars glimmered together in the formation of a figure of a sphinx with two heads - a man's and a snake behind it. It sent shivers down your spine.

"Thank you for supporting me in this, my love." He hugged you so tightly and lovingly "Everyone else thought I was crazy!" You giggled "I knew you could do it. You're the best astrologer of our time." You pecked his lips with a smile, making him blush "Ah, you don't have to inflate my ego." He chuckled shyly and averted his gaze. "That's why I married you, Y/N. You believe in me."

[girl-named-matty]

HL characters react to you getting flowers from someone else - Modern AU

Receiving flowers that weren't from them. Tags: Fluff, hints at jealousy, girlfriend is used to refer to the reader twice (can be swapped out for "lover" to make it gn), y/n is used once. Parings: Sebastian x reader, Ominis x reader, Garreth x reader, Leander x reader, Amit x reader, Natty x reader, Imelda x reader, Poppy x reader ...

Hellooo everyone 👀. As you can probably tell, I am getting into some new content. with this modern texting AU! Lmk what you guy's think of this and if you would like to see more content like this!! ..

I hope you all enjoyed ❤️

[slytherinsprincesss]

Poppy: I’ve always wanted a pet.

MC: Poppy, you do realize you can’t keep it, right?

Poppy: But MC, he’s so cute. Why can’t I keep him?

MC: Poppy… it’s a dragon. We cannot keep a DRAGON.

[najiang]

Harvest Moon

[jmliebert]

✩HL FRIENDS-GROUP DYNAMICS✩

a headcanon

✩Garreth✩

calls himself misunderstood genius

lots of "your aunt..." jokes threw at him

especially from Sebastian

when it comes to trying new potions of his making he wants Ominis and Sebastian to drink it first

" they're Slytherins after all, right? ;)"

has this gryffindor pride in him, especially when it comes to Onai doing something cool

✩Natsai✩

nice to everyone

is mom of the group

likes to hold hands and talk about friendship

in constant fight with Sebastian as to who is bolder, but neither of them will admit it

is the one that can tame Garreth (when needed)

✩Amit✩

always up for some nice library study-session

referring to your friends-group with some cringey name in his diary

pretty easy-going but when someone starts talking about history-related topic he's passionate and I mean PASSIONATE

will throw punches (!)

the one who wants everybody to be reasonable

gaining some self-confidence while spending more time in the group and it's so nice to see him flourish and be more relaxed :)

✩Sebastian✩

has opinion on everything

helpless crush on MC

acts a little bit sulky when MC is roaming through some ancient tombs with Onai and not him :((

likes to tease everyone except for Poppy

if you put bored Sebastian and Garreth in the same room expect unexpected

✩Ominis✩

funniest one-liners that cracks everyone up

always telling loud and clear he won't share his homework!!!!

*ends up giving it anyway*

is the closest with Sebastian and MC though he like everyone from the group really

often agreeing with Amit when it comes to this *being reasonable* part

can't be angry at Sebastian for more than 1 day

✩Poppy✩

everyone from the group is protective of her

learning Gobbledegook from Amit

spending a lot of her time in MC room of requirements (in one of the vivariums ofc)

invites everyone to her grandmother over the summer and it's the nicest time ever

looking adorable when angry

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 you can find more of my works about hogwarts legacy ♡here♡

[mad-world-of-meyrin]

Sebastian Sallow (1)

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Here are some Sebastian Sallow GIFs that I created from a YouTube video from @AFGuidesHD.

His story broke my heart. What makes Sebastian such a unique character is that we witness his "descent into Hell" throughout the game. We see him sinking, and we want to do everything we can to help him. Unfortunately, he is a boy who cannot be saved.

You can also find some GIFs of Hogwarts Legacy in my fanfiction We had it all, available on Wattpad in English and in French (Nous avions tout).