#amit x reader

[madebythe0cean]

How HL boys cuddle/hug

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Sebastian:

✭ ever since his parents death and Anne getting cursed he’s not had a lot of physical affection (other than Ominis)

✭ so when you get into a relationship (and even before) he subconsciously gravitates toward holding your hand,hanging his arm I’ve your shoulders etc

✭ needless to say that when you introduced him to cuddling he was literally hooked.good luck removing him you’ve got yourself a human sized barnacle

✭ Even if your in another house you can’t escape his affection now you’ve opened Pandora’s box.he’ll often have you sit at the Slytherin table just so he can rest his head on your shoulder or vice versa.

✭ Do not and I repeat.DO NOT try and leave if he’s fallen asleep.you will have a very grumpy looking cat boyfriend hugging you from behind before you can even get to the door.expect his grip to be even tighter once you lay back down

✭ When it comes to position he’s very versatile.Spooning,face to face,tangle of limbs it don’t matter to him.the thing he craves most is the physical comfort of your presence

✭ He loves being little spoon,the feeling of someone’s warmth encompassing him makes him feel less alone.while your arm loops under his arm he holds it close to his chest with his hand intertwined with yours,holding it to his lips

✭ If he’s the one doing the spooning he adores nuzzling his face into your shoulder and neck.one arm wraps around your stomach and hold you close while other lays over your chest letting him pull you close to shove his face into your neck even more

✭ Obviously he can’t hug you 24/7 must to his chagrin so he settles for passing hugs whenever he sees you.his hugs are just the warmest things.like coming in from being in the snow and wrapping a blanket around yourself with a warm drink.he’s firm but still somehow so soft that you could just stand there and melt into the embrace

✭ It’s hell during summer.he’d rather melt then go without cuddles

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Ominis:

✭ Now unlike Sebastian,Ominis never really had any positive association with physical contact.the closest he had was Aunt Noctua but we all know her fate

✭ Now that’s not to say once he went to Hogwarts as a 1st year and was basically adopted by Sebastian and Anne that he wasn’t given affection but they understood his lack of knowledge with such activities

✭ When he was a child,before he got his wand,he was truly blind.Fearfully shuffling forward with outstretched hands constantly waiting for one of his brothers to cruelly jump at him.Once he got his wand he felt like he was on top of the world

✭ he never had to rely on someone to guide him.So once he gained his eyes in a sense his encounters with touch lessened even more

✭ So when you came along with all your fleeting touches and gentle hands he’s was thrown thoroughly off guard

✭ More so because he found that he didn’t mind the touches.they left a pleasant tingle and fading warmth that he slowly but surly became addicted to

✭ Once you tell him about cuddling he was hesitant but secretly very curious

✭ The fist time you properly Cuddled was of course in the undercroft.you had transfigured a large sofa to settle on while you and he did your homework (with him complaining about potions class)

✭ You had suggested that you could take a break and cuddle.he was very nervous and fidgety but within minutes on laying his head on your chest he was in heaven

✭ He runs cold.No matter the heat he somehow stays ice cold it’s low-key concerning.but my god is it a blessing in the summer (just make sure to wear a good jumper in the winter lest you freeze)

✭ He prefers to be either on top or both on your sides when cuddling.He particularly loves the Shingles position,your head on his shoulder with his arm around your shoulder.he doesn’t feel suffocated or trapped but still has plenty of contact so he can feel your presence.

✭ He loves laying on top of you with your arm over his back and other hand in his hair.He’s literally a cat,I don’t make the rules we’ve all seen him just sleeping in the halls

✭ The warmth you give off lulls him into such a state of calm he often falls asleep .like I said,cat.

✭ He’s thin and boney but not pointy.since arriving at Hogwarts he’s filled out his thin frame (Anne would literally add more food to his plate worried about the way to small portion size he would serve himself) so his hugs are firm and chilly but there’s a distinct gentle feel about them that’s comforting

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Amit:

✭Baby boy.baby girl.sweet boy

✭ Now he’s quite a different story compared to our resident Slytherins

✭ He had many brothers and sister and being the youngest of the littler he was spoiled for attention

✭ Moving to Hogwarts was a big and difficult adjustment for the star loving Ravenclaw.he went from a school of familiar faces and home full of people to a unfamiliar place with to recognisable faces

✭ Now even in India he learnt English but would often speak Hindi at home but here? There were little to no Hindi speakers

✭ He found himself studying stars alone instead of socialising with his new classmates.

✭ But with you? The way you’d just listen to him ramble on and on about the stars and his aspirations? It felt like home,it felt less lonely

✭ He actually had a pile a blankets he kept in the astronomy tower for late night star watching,and you joined him often.it was nice retreat from your galavants around the highlands

✭ Your first cuddle was quite romantic honestly,wrapped in blankets while under a blanket of glinting stars.he’s a hopeless romantic at heart

✭ Your head on his shoulder and his on your head,arms closest to each other wrapped around the other back while your spare hands lay between the pair of you.clasped together with your thumb running over the back of hand,his eyes closed and content

✭ It was a small detail but you noted that his hand was somewhat dry and slightly calloused.literally from his extensive time out in the cold air and constant turning of well loved parchment of his beloved books

✭ His hugs are akin to a nice cold glass of water on a hot day.like you’ve just found solace under the shade and the warm air cools as your thirst is satisfied with that cold fresh water.his hugs are like a relief from the hard day

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Garreth:

✭ Listen,we all know the Weasleys.Their a big family of fiery red heads

✭ His family is big on emotional availability.He doesn’t actually live far from his family he can easily visit over holidays.

✭ He’s never gone without physical contact in his life,even in his friendships he’s very affectionate (Leander will neve admit it but the unexpected hugs are nice)

✭ Even before you started dating he was touchy though he won’t go beyond your boundaries.his mama raised him good

✭ This boy is similar to Sebastian in a way,once you open the floodgates there’s no closing them.he sees you from across the hall? It’s on sight

✭ He had snuck you into the Griffindor common room (unless your also Griffindor) and he was already absentmindedly playing with your fingers as he rambled about his latest brilliant concoction (said concoction also turned poor Nellie redder than her uniform)

✭ It wasn’t even mentioned as you both found yourselves snuggling rather happily as he still rambled.he laid back against the arm rest with your head resting on your folded arms that lay laid on his chest.absolutely smitten with his passionate expression.

✭ You stared at his freckles,internally connecting them together as his voice became a distant buzz.His green eyes had a pure shine as he spoke,a testament to his ambition and dedication to his brews.

✭ He truly does not care how you cuddle as long as your cuddling he’s more content than a freshly groomed puffskein

✭ His hugs are sweet.he’s smells sweet to,it’s odd but welcoming.his hugs are like that meal you’ remember as child,it’s filling and warm.it’s brings you to a place of safely and belonging.his hugs make you feel complete

[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

[fanfictionlibrary]

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

Summary: Amit and Reader are in an established relationship. One night, the reader sneaks out of their common room to go to the Forbidden Forest. Amit catches them and is angry because Reader promised not to go on dangerous adventures anymore. However, Reader is on a mission and needs to see the Centaurs. Amit reluctantly chooses to accompany Reader since he knows they won’t be dissuaded from their plan. 

This story can be read as a continuation of the headcanons with Amit I wrote.

This story will have two parts. 

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

Noiselessly you crept along the polished floor of the Central Hall, hiding behind a banister to evade the searching glances of the Prefects that stood guard at the doors to the library. You were crouched on the staircase, concealed by the Disillusionment Charm. You had just made your way through the Transfiguration Courtyard and were hoping to reach the end of the Central Hall so that you could turn left to go toward the Bell Tower. From there, you could easily reach the Grounds of Hogwarts and leave the school. If you got past the Prefects in front of the library, everything else would be a cinch. 

You had snuck out of school more than a dozen times, and it had become routine for you to slyly walk past oblivious authority figures. Your little game of Hide and Seek had never been discovered, although rumors were circulating in school that you were prone to leave Hogwarts Castle past curfew and frequently violated the school rules. Your best friends – Amit, Natty, Sebastian, Poppy, and Ominis – knew these rumors were true, but they would never tell on you. Also, you were too clever to let yourself get caught, which included developing methods to evade Professor Weasley’s perceptive eyes and endless questions. She definitely knew what kind of mischief you were up to, but no matter where your missions brought you, you didn’t leave behind any evidence against you. 

This time, the mission of the day, or rather night, was to ask the Centaurs in the Forbidden Forest about healing herbs for Mr Pippin, who was working on a new potion to heal injuries. Apparently, his competition with Fatimah Lawang had got a little out of hand, and they were trying to invent potions to outdo the other.  

Breathing evenly, you peeped over the edge of the last stair leading up to the fountain in the middle of the Central Hall, watching the Prefects. Two Prefects – one a Slytherin, the other a Hufflepuff – were conversing intently in front of the left library door about Herbology and the best way to grow Chinese Chomping Cabbages. Three more Prefects – two Gryffindors and a Ravenclaw – were huddled closely in front of the right door, sharing goods from Honeydukes. 

Quickly, you cast Depulso at the left library door, which swung open and collided loudly with the wall. Confused, the Hufflepuff and Slytherin Prefects turned around and examined the door, calling, “Is someone there?” When their backs were turned to you, you sprinted toward the fountain, hiding behind it and breathing a sigh of relief. 

Fortunately, your little distraction got the attention of the other Prefects. They, too, were perplexed. Suspiciously, they looked around. One of the Gryffindor Prefects walked over to the Slytherin boy and Hufflepuff girl, who were trying to identify the source of the loud collision. The girl walked downstairs into the library to investigate. 

“What was that?” asked the Gryffindor Prefect, but the Slytherin boy only shrugged his shoulders. 

“Peeves, maybe.” 

“We should search the library, too. Just to make sure no one snuck into the forbidden section.” The Gryffindor patted the shoulder of his friend encouragingly and followed the Hufflepuff student. Looking to his green-robed friend, who walked down the stairs rather reluctantly, he said, “It’s probably that Sallow boy again. He never knows when enough is enough.”   

You smiled to yourself. Tomorrow at breakfast you would sooo tease Sebastian about what you just heard. 

The Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students in front of the right library door dispersed. The other Gryffindor student now guarded the door to the library that had been left unattended. 

Confidently, you raised your wand, casting a basic Charm on a book stack next to the Ravenclaw student. Scared, she jumped and turned around frantically. You took that chance to sprint toward the stairs leading to the doors of the Greenhouses. However, while you ran in a crouched position, you slowed down anxiously. You heard light footsteps descending the grand stairs behind you. And it must have been your lucky day because obviously, it was no one else but your boyfriend Amit Thakkar. He could not see you! You promised him to abstain from dangerous adventures outside the castle. However, based on his light jog, his black hair swaying slightly due to the motion, and his carefree expression, Amit didn’t notice you. With a pounding heart, you ran down the stairs in front of you as quickly as possible and hid next to them right as Amit passed the fountain. 

Indeed, it must have been your lucky day… Amit didn’t see you nor did he look like he suspected anything. But you swore that you saw him gazing at you and narrowing his eyes suspiciously when he came down the stairs. Well, phew… you have officially prevented a relationship crisis. 

You calmed your palpitating heart, not daring to move as Amit struck up a conversation with the other Ravenclaw Prefect. 

“You look pale. Are you alright?” Amit crossed his arms and examined the books that were sprawled out at the girl’s feet. 

“Yes… I am fine.” The girl laughed brightly – brighter than was appropriate – and brushed her hair behind her ear. You could only hear and not see her, but you were sure that she was blushing, falling victim to the Amit Effect. The very thing that made you fall for your boyfriend in the first place. “It’s just that the door to the library swung open a minute ago… And well, it did so just like that. No one caused it. And now the book stack tipped over…”

Amit’s voice sounded beyond wary when he answered, and you were certain that he brought his hand to his chin. “…Is that so?”  

You didn’t waste more time and turned left to get to the Bell Tower, thinking about Amit as you strode along the corridors. 

Perfect Amit… His grades were flawless, his social skills were impressive, and he exuded reliability and calmness. In other words, he was exactly what you needed. You loved the thrill of adventure and the rush of adrenaline in your veins, but what you loved, even more, was the security Amit could offer you and always offered you whenever you came down from your high. He was your solid rock amidst chaos and kept turbulences at safe distances. 

Of course, Amit was aware that this was one of the reasons you fell in love with him, but although he knew how much you liked the combination of a thrilling adventure and his calmness, and although he knew how imperative this combination was to you, he never encouraged you to seek out danger. In fact, he was so done worrying about you all the time that he made you promise to turn your back on “the dangerous life” – that’s what he coined your lifestyle. At first, a big argument ensued, and you told him to go back to his telescope and leave you alone, which made him cry – Amit was a sensitive and soft young man; he was the green flag in your relationship while you often were the red one. But you two could never stay separate for too long, and it just hurt to have an argument. Eventually, you reached out first and apologized. Well, and you vowed you would live the life of an ordinary student (pretending you didn’t rescue Hogwarts from Ranrok and like you didn’t possess ancient magic). 

What was the harm anyway? It couldn’t hurt to have a regular sleeping schedule. Well actually, your current behavior was potentially risking your relationship with Amit and his trust in you. So, there was the harm. But he would never know that you broke your promise from two months ago which you only adhered to for two weeks anyway. How would he know? 

You reached the big double doors leading to the Grounds of Hogwarts when you heard someone clearing his throat behind you. You froze instantly and withdrew your arm that was about to push the doors open. Carefully, you glanced over your shoulder, seeing Amit standing a few feet in front of you, his arms crossed. An angry look was plastered on his handsome face. 

Oh, no. Here we go. 

You saw no point in trying to get out of this one. You broke your Disillusionment Charm and stared guiltily up at Amit. 

Accusingly, he looked at you. He seemed to be angrier than hurt which relieved you somewhat. “You promised, (Name).”    

You looked to your side, scratching your neck awkwardly. “I know, Amit. I am—” 

“No!” He closed the distance between you and grabbed you by your shoulders, forcing you to look at him. “I don’t want to hear it! If you felt truly sorry, you would have never broken your promise in the first place. You would have foreseen how you would have felt in a situation like this one! You would have never betrayed me like that.”

Exasperatedly, you groaned. “Amit, feelings don’t affect us causally. Only if that were the case, would you be right, and I would have never lied to you.”

Amit shook his head. Offended, he poked your chest with his finger repeatedly. “Don’t. Be. Cocky. I’m a Ravenclaw. I know that.” 

Annoyed, you tried to push Amit away, but he clung to you like a moth to a flame. Besides, you didn’t want him to let go, and even though his dark eyes were boring holes into your soul, you couldn’t help but marvel at their beauty. 

“How long?” His mouth moved slowly as he repeated sternly, “How long?”

Ashamed, you mumbled, “One month and two weeks.”

“Wha—” He brought his hands to his head and took a few steps back from you. He pointed his hand at you like an angry mum chastising her child. “You have been lying to me for this long?” 

“Amit, I—” You tried stepping toward him, but his hands made sharp motions in the air like he was cutting something with them. 

“No, no, no! I don’t want to hear it!” Tears were collecting in the corners of his eyes, and he sniveled softly. “But why, (Name)? Did our promise really mean nothing to you?” 

Suddenly, unpredictable anger surged through you, and you couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of your mouth that you had been meaning to say for a while but never dared to do until now. “Our promise? It was my promise!” Angrily you clenched your fists around the fabric of your robe. “I had to promise to you to refrain from risky outings outside the castle because you wanted to feel reassured about my safety.” 

Agitated, Amit paced back and forth, one hand grabbing the thick hair at the back of his neck. “Is it because I am not Sebastian?” His other hand ran nervously across his face. “Because I am not as daring as him?” He came to a halt abruptly and turned to face you. “If you want him, leave me be and never show your face again.” 

Tears shot down your cheeks and you didn’t even care to hide them or dry your face. “Gosh, Amit… You are not listening!” You grabbed him by his collar and pulled him down to look properly into his eyes. You saw that he was just as hurt as you were. “I told you again and again that I love you just the way you are. You are my favorite person. I want you and not Sebastian!” 

However, Amit’s thoughts had taken on a life of their own, and he was indeed not listening to your words. Desperate, he grabbed your wrists; your hands were still holding onto his collar which had become your lifeline in this argument. “What do you even mean by that I wanted to feel reassured about your safety?" Amit asked, exhausted. “Do you mean to say that you just made that promise to appease me? You made that promise for me and never for us?” 

You bit your lips, tasting the salt that your tears left in their wake. “Well, yeah… I promised because I love you, but I found out pretty quickly that I cannot neglect a vital part of myself. It is in my nature to explore and fight. And as much as I love you, I cannot change for you. Either you accept me as I am, or you don’t. In the latter case, we have to break up.”

Defeated, you looked down, seeing your small feet standing in front of Amit’s large ones. Your shoulders shook and your grip on Amit loosened. Your hands were threatening to fall numbly to your sides, but before they could, Amit pulled you into a hug that was so tight that your face and hands were pressed flush against his chest. Gently, his hand cradled your head, and the other found your back.  

“But I want you, (Name). Only you.”

You wanted to reply, but the sound of approaching footsteps woke you from your romantic hug and what would have been a reconciliation. 

You were both full-on panicking as you broke apart and looked frantically for a hiding spot. Eventually, you spotted a statue and pulled Amit behind it, casting the Disillusionment Charm on you to make you almost invisible. 

“Right…” Amit gave you a vexed and offensive side-eye. “You would know everything about hiding, wouldn’t you?” He lifted his wand, casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself, too. 

“What is that supposed to mean?” The space behind the statute was narrow. Your back was pressed against the wall and your chest was touching Amit’s torso. You were so close that you could feel the even rise and fall of his stomach and ribs as he breathed.  

“Well, you using the Disillusionment Charm demonstrates how you sneak out of the castle.” His warm breath fanned your face. Quietly, he mumbled to himself, “Why am I even hiding? I am a Prefect.” 

You snorted. “You needed a demonstration to figure that out?” You tried crossing your arms but quickly gave up due to the lack of space. Instead, you lowered your hands to your sides where they accidentally brushed against Amit’s, who grabbed them gingerly despite your argument. “It is the most practical method there is,” you continued, “I guess, your little Ravenclaw brain failed you there.”  

A growl that marked the inception of his stubborn and witty reply reverberated through his chest, sending chills down your body. Amit had to smother the words that were beginning to form, though, because the footsteps that you had heard earlier, walked past your hiding spot. Sneakily, both of you risked a glance to see who was steering toward the Grounds of Hogwarts and leaving the castle late at night. As Amit turned his head to look over his shoulder, you leaned forward, looking past him. To your surprise, you saw Professor Weasley opening the great double doors, giggling to herself, and holding a letter in her hand. 

“A late-night rendezvous,” she hummed, delighted. “How risky.” The doors fell shut behind her with a loud bang.

“Impossible,” Amit breathed in disbelief. 

“Well, the most unexpected events happen at night.” You shrugged, unimpressed. Breaking the Disillusionment Charm, you left your hiding spot. “See you tomorrow, Amit. I have something to take care of.” 

“Wait!” Your Ravenclaw friend held you back by your arm and his translucent figure took on a solid shape again. “I think you owe me an explanation. I could have exposed your shenanigans in the Central Hall when I saw you creeping from the fountain to the stairs you hid behind. What are you up to now?” 

“Wow,” you rolled your eyes. "You sound just like Ignatia Wildsmith.” 

Amit lifted his eyebrow. A disappointed twinkle simmered in his eyes. “Can you be serious and not sarcastic for once? I truly worry for you.”

“Fine.” Your shoulders slumped forward, and you dropped your tough act. With him you could just be yourself, so why did you try to push him away with peevish remarks? “I am heading to the Forbidden Forest to—” 

“The Forbidden Forest!?”

“To meet up with a Centaur called Dorran to ask him about healing herbs.” Briefly, you explained to Amit, whose expression slowly shifted from appalment to amazed astonishment, that you were helping Mr Pippin with a new potion recipe.  

“A Centaur?” Amit mumbled in disbelief and his astronomer’s heart beat faster. “I— Well, you know that… I mean, I am responsible for escorting you back to your common room, but…” He got lost in his own thoughts, thinking hard and staring at nothing in particular. Before long, he snapped his fingers excitedly. “Yes, I know! I will escort you to your common room after we have been in the Forbidden Forest together to meet Dorran and enquire about these healing herbs.” Amit’s large hands straightened his robes, and he adopted an imposing stance. “I cannot pass this chance to meet a Centaur. They know the stars better than anyone. I will approve of this excursion of yours solely for educational purposes. And because I have to make sure that my boyfriend/girlfriend/partner does not come to any harm.” 

“Aren’t you chivalrous?” Smiling and winking at Amit, you grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the castle. “Have you forgotten about that time I took you to a Goblin mine to translate construction plans? You didn’t appear as brave back then.” 

“Don’t remind me, please.”

“There will be spiders in the Forbidden Forest. Lots of them.” 

“But you will also be there. Logically speaking, you are the real menace, and you happen to be on my side, meaning I am in capable hands.” 

Laughing playfully, you pressed a kiss to his cheeks. 

[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?

[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 ❤️

[crimsonedquill]

Could you do some headcannons for when they are jealous and things get… interesting? (Gender-neutral MC) If your not comfortable I completely understand, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

How they take out their jealousy on you (Hogwarts Legacy)

I'll be the first to admit that smutty HCs are my guilty pleasure, so don't worry, we're good 😅

Tried to make this as gender-neutral as possible, though you know how it is, things always get grey area-ish when certain... body parts are involved. Anyway, hope it meets your request (which I very much enjoyed writing! 🖤)

Content warning: NSFW (18+). Unfiltered smut.

Poppy Sweeting 🦡

Even though you’ve been dating for a while, she still feels that hot sting of insecurity whenever she catches someone leering at you, knowing very well that you could have anyone you want (at the very least certainly better than her)

That said, she usually isn’t very upfront with her emotions, which is why you’re more than a little surprised to hear her request the next time things get hot and heavy between you two

“Could I… be on top this time?” she asks when she withdraws her tongue from your mouth, looking at you with an expression that immediately causes a rush of heat between your legs

You gladly indulge her, if only to see where this newfound confidence is coming from. Hardly any time is wasted in shedding your clothes, and soon she’s mounting you, leaving a trail of slick arousal on your leg as she moves up your thigh

Her movements are sloppy and her rhythm is showing a rather clear lack of experience, though you find yourself hardly in any position to care as she moves atop you with a ferocity so… dominant, using both of your bodies to maximize your shared pleasure

There are hardly any words to describe how she’s feeling. She’s so… in control, never breaking eye contact as she moulds you into a moaning shaking mess

She doesn’t look away even when you finish, wanting to see you come undone before her own climax has her falling apart on top of you

You’re too tired to talk about what happened afterwards, but she doesn’t need to. Softly wrapping herself in your arms, she smiles as she knows that you belong to each other.

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

He hears the way you talk to that Ravenclaw during Astronomy. It’s innocent, but not quite subtle enough to mask the flirtations and suggestive hints

Of course, it doesn’t take long for you to notice something’s wrong when he starts acting all petty, ignoring you and asking whether you’d rather not spend time with “them” instead

The only way to get to him when is being like this is to get right in his face, so that’s exactly what you do, confronting him in a bathroom after classes

There’s a lot of shouting. He reacts to you, you react to him, and within moments you’re exchanging every accusation and insult you can possibly think of

You don’t know whether you’re simply not thinking straight because of your anger or whether it’s the fact that you’re both hot and bothered, but without really giving it any thought you stride over to him, asking him if it’s the insecurity about his own cock that makes him act like a petulant little child (gripping the front of his trousers for emphasis)

That’s all the encouragement he needs. Within moments, he has you on your knees and forces himself between your lips, holding your head as a low, guttural grunt passes through his gritted teeth

He usually takes it slow with you, but this is no time for softness. He grips your hair as he thrusts into your mouth, hissing at you to take it all like the filthy little cunt you are

His release is hot and sudden, leaving you eager to swallow all of him as he braces himself against the wall, moaning your name with a lust that makes you easily forget any ill words spoken between you

After you clean up and leave the bathroom holding hands, you share a kiss and promise each other that you will employ make-up sex as a solution to arguments more often from now on.

Natsai Onai 🦁

You remember well the first time you got a taste of Natty’s particular brand of jealousy. You both felt confident enough to take things a step further after your first couple of dates, and you had been so bold as to conjure a bedroom in your Room of Requirement, having a clear sense of where that night’s events would lead

As soon as your bodies hit the sheets, however, it became clear that whatever control you thought you held was but a figment of your imagination

You feel the ties around your wrists as her lips pull away, a slightly taunting grin masking the absolute excitement she feels at having the so-called hero of Hogwarts right at her fingertips, away from all the flirty looks and comments

She makes a show of stripping out of her clothes, cautioning that she wants your eyes only on her tonight. You ache to touch her, to explore every lovely naked curve, but there’s no use fighting the tight straps

Natty, on the other hand, has your entire body at your disposal. She relishes the control, placing open-mouthed kisses on every bare inch, every single one leaving you just a bit more unravelling than the last

Eventually, she moves her fingers in place to where your excitement is most palpable, the warm throbbing betraying your need

You gasp and twist and plead for her to release you as she gets to work, but she rebuffs every single one of your attempts, enjoying the hold she has on you far too much to let you go so easily

By the time you are falling apart, she instructs you to look her in the eye as she asks who you belong to

“You!” you cry out, and finally she allows you your release, smiling as you shake and quiver until she crawls up to you, placing a wet kiss on your lips before she makes the straps disappear with a flick of her fingers.

Sebastian Sallow 🐍

Of course Possessive Slytherin Bad Boy™ gets jealous easily. It doesn’t take much other than you exchanging a simple look with someone else in the corridors for him to get all clingy and needy.

What many don’t realise is that you love this little part of your relationship. Driving him to the edge with subtle looks and flirtations turns you on more than anything, mostly because it’s always a surprise how far you can push him each time

One time, when you’re taking things a bit too far, you end up having a bit of an argument. It’s not anything serious, but you’re still a bit surprised when he storms you, grabbing the front of your robe as he pushes you against the drawer

“It seems that you need a little reminder,” he snarls before his lips violently crash into yours, robbing you of your breath

You try to get a word in, but he makes perfectly clear there are no words to be said. You gasp in surprise as he turns you around and bends you over the drawer, yanking your trousers and underwear down before you have a clear sense of what’s happening

“Sebastian…” you mutter, but your comment is drawn out by a cry as his palm meets your flesh in a firm strike, your apparent shock met by a content growl

It doesn’t take long for him to drop his trousers and enter you, your hands clamping down on the wooden panelling as you feel him stretching you, biting down on your lip to keep yourself from crying out in unrestrained lust

There’s no love here, no soft passion. It’s raw, primal fucking, and it has you utterly falling apart at the seams

His hand finds its way to your throat as his teeth graze your ear. “You’re mine,” he grunts, and you hardly find yourself in any position to disagree as the feeling of his throbbing inside you rips away any rational thought

His climax is announced by a loud groan, and you find it difficult not to pass out as he claims you as his own.

You’re his, and you’ll gladly be reminded of that.

Imelda Reyes 🐍

It’s not exactly out of character for her to get pissy, but this training session is different. You’re not playing any worse than the others, though you still find yourself on the receiving end of most of her criticism and outbursts, to the point where you decide to confront her afterwards

She’s just getting out of the shower by the time you enter. Her athletic frame wrapped in a white towel, she gives you the stinky eye and asks what the fuck you want

As always, you’re naive enough to try to approach things rationally at first, though it’s clear enough that she doesn’t want to see reason. Only after much meandering (and a lot of creative insults) you get a sense of what this is all about.

You assure her that you care only for her, but she doesn’t believe it. You ask what it would take to convince her. After a few seconds of contemplation, she drops her towel.

Understanding the hint, you move in place on the floor and press your tongue against her folds, the overwhelming taste of her arousal confirming to you that she probably had this in mind from the moment you walked in

You gently fuck her open, using the tip of your tongue to spread her wetness around her lips. She gasps and grabs your head, egging you on with whispered curses and light taunts

But you know how she likes it, and you’re determined to erase every shadow of a doubt from her mind. So you begin ferociously probing her, your hands sneaking around and your nails burying themselves into her arse as she begins whining and pushing your face further into her cunt in a desperate attempt to drive you deeper

You soon have her barrelling towards her orgasm, and she comes with a scream, her juices coating your lips as her knees buckle, her convulsing body only held up by the power of your jaw

As soon as she’s able to walk, you get up and ask if she’s convinced. She only casts you a mischievous smile, telling you that she might need a little more persuasion – her bed, tonight.

Amit Thakkar 🦅

Jealousy works a little differently with Amit. It’s not that he gets mad – his insecurities do, however, translate to performance issues in bed.

After ten minutes of kissing and ‘fondling’ like he’s never touched another human body before, you pull back to ask what’s wrong. It’s only after a lot of effort that he manages to find the courage to confess to you, telling you about his lack of confidence in his ability to please

You’re a bit surprised to find out that he feels this way, but it doesn’t change the way you feel about him. Taking one of his hands into yours, you tell him to follow your lead, gently catching his lips with your own

You take the time to put him at ease as you progress slowly, only relieving yourself of your trousers and undergarments so as to not make things too complicated

He gasps as your fingers close around his length, though he doesn’t pull away, the presence of a steady throbbing signalling to you just how eager he is despite his fears

Stroke by stroke, you feel him growing in your hand, and you gently take his hand to guide him towards your own centre, softly kissing his neck to ease any worry he might feel

He’s clumsy and it doesn’t really feel like he knows what he’s doing, but gradually you both work yourself into a steady rhythm, your breaths meeting in quick gasps as wet sounds fill the room

He’s the first to cum, but he manages to surprise you by working you to your own orgasm soon after, a strained whimper heralding your release as you spill all over his hand

After cleaning yourselves up, you settle against his shoulder and ask about his feelings. He admits to still being afraid, though he knows that with you he doesn’t have to be. You end up kissing and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Garreth Weasley 🦁

He’s particularly whiny about seeing you flirting with other students. He constantly follows you around, pestering you with stupid questions as you try to work on your potions or practice your charms.

Eventually, you get so fed up with him that you back him into a corner between classes. You take a good few minutes to cuss him out and ask what the fuck his problem is

Poor boy doesn’t know what’s happening to him. He grows red in the face and tries to utter a sensible response, but all that comes out of his mouth is rambling.

His embarrassment, though, is nothing compared to the shock when you suddenly seize hold of the small bulge in his trousers, a wicked grin spreading on your face

He gasps as you work yourself into the fabric, earning a chuckle from you as he instantly grows hard in your hand

The words feel hot to his ear as soft fingers begin to massage his length: Does my Garreth feel insecure? Is my poor boy worried that someone else will steal me?

He braces against the wall, groaning as you pump him mercilessly. You smile and decide to let him in on a little secret: I’m addicted to this hard, beautiful cock of yours. You can have me whenever you want, whenever you like. All you need to promise is to stuff me, to stretch me until I’m swoll with your cum –

He cums hard. You watch him unravel before withdrawing and making a show of cleaning him off your fingers.

You leave him with a lack of breath and a giant mess to clean up. That should be enough punishment for daring to question your loyalty to him.

[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.

[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).

[mikewheeleranti]

hogwarts legacy characters as tropes

includes: sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, garreth weasley, amit thakkar

a/n: to the sebastian sallow stans, i'm gonna SPARE you. in this, anne is fine and he doesn't get into the dark arts.

sebastian sallow:

found family/friends to lovers

when you came to hogwarts, you came lonely. when you looked around after getting sorted into your house, everyone was sitting with somebody they knew, chatting away. planning to walk out, you're stopped short when a girl with short brown hair leaves her table to comes up to you. "hi, i'm anne! i couldn't help but notice you didn't have somewhere to sit, come by me and my brother, if you want to."

oh pls after that it was history, anne wasn't letting you go

ever since that dinner with anne and her twin, sebastian, in first year you were done for. sebastian's freckles and the way he blushed lightly in embarrassment when his sister would tease him for something made you swoon. ominis and anne taunted you about this endlessly, making you hide your face every time without fail.

anne definitely set you two up

anne told you many times that he did, in fact, like you back but it was hard to believe. he treated you like a normal friend, and those times you caught him staring at you he was just zoning out. so, pushing your feelings aside, you got ready to go to hogsmeade with anne, ominis, and sebastian. it took you and sebastian 15 minutes at honeydukes to realize the other 2 weren't coming. at the end of the day, you had confessed after you spilled butterbeer on his white shirt. "shit, im sorry! merlin, this is embarrassing. spilling a drink on the guy you like.." yea if u think you've seen him red you hadn't until that day.

you alr know those friendsgivings HIT

thanksgiving at hogwarts always made you a bit homesick, that feeling didn't come in 7th year with your "family." coming back to the slytherin common room after dinner, you stayed up all night talking with sebastian, who coincidentally got plastered with anne that night. " 'm gonna marry you one day" as he rested his head on your chest and dozed off, leaving your heart racing.

ominis gaunt:

forbidden romance

ominis' family would not approve of you, that is something he knew for a fact. his family was cold, distant, and in his eyes, evil. when he was younger, he would fantasize about escaping with his aunt, noctua gaunt, and moving somewhere far way. that wasn't possible anymore, but he still had you. you were his safe space, his place of hiding, and you meant everything to him. which is exactly why he had to hide you from anyone who could report your relationship to his family. many people warned you about being so close with a gaunt, but you both knew better.

many late nights sneaking around the castle and secret touches

you and ominis were once again sneaking around the castle, desperately trying to avoid peeves. his wand was leading both of you in the direction of the undercroft, linked arm in arm. when you two had gotten to the spot you made years ago, you would spend hours basking in each others presence. in the late hours of the night, ominis would make up for his lack of vision through sight and memorize everything about you. gentle touches along your face, kisses along your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, even. this man wants nothing more than to absolutely worship you, he thinks of you as his saving grace.

expect fear of his family

to put it lightly, ominis is terrified at the idea of his family ever finding you. he will do anything in his power to protect you. when the new fifth year tells him they need his help with sebastian, you are not coming, and that's final. he doesn't know what dangers may lie there. going back to the undercroft, he promises you many things, promises he will hold to his heart forever. "i will always protect you, my love" with a kiss as light as a feather below your ear. "you are so perfect" with your foreheads leaned against each other, and his hand rubbing your back.

garreth weasley:

good girl x bad boy (even if you aren't a girl)

you were never one to break rules in any way, always trying to keep up with your academics. you weren't at the top of your class, but you were up there and you had good relationships with your professors. which is why it was a little surprising that garreth weasley, the schools infamous "troublemaker" was talking to you right now. it was almost more surprising he knew your name. "y/n, help me out. please." "weasley, i am not stealing a dumb feather for you, please go back to making your wiggenweld potion."

lowkey cringed having to write troublemaker

also a bit of enemies to lovers

you were already annoyed enough that day, and the last thing you needed was weasley dragging you into his antics. though, fate was not on your side when you were walking out of the library and got dragged into a row of bookcases. "what the hell? let go of-" you were quickly cut off when garreth wrapped his hand around your mouth and kept you against a bookcase until you heard an angry professor sharp storm past. now whispering, you ask "what the hell is wrong with you?" just for him to cup the side of your face and kiss your cheek before smirking and walking away. "thank you, darling!"

it's definitely unexpected when you start dating, but not unwelcome.

his rebellious nature started to grow on you, not that you would do some of the stuff that he does around the castle. truth be told, he does find it adorable when you come up to him and proudly told him you skipped one class period. your professors and classmates alike are definitely shocked when they see you two laughing quietly together in the back of the class, but you convince him to study more and the improvement in his grades does not go unnoticed by your professors.

loves embarrassing you in public

he would never push your limits too far, but he loves teasing you in public whenever he can. he was always convinced he wouldn't be into pda, but then he met you. how could he resist from it if you were going to squirm away like that? if you told him you were uncomfortable with this he wouldn't, of course. but if you let him he would have the time of his life very obviously pulling you into an empty room when you were on your way to class.

amit thakkar:

academic rivals

amit frustrated you. you were at the top of your class for a while now, until he got out of second place and replaced you. this grabbed your attention on him, constantly glaring at him in class and in the hallways, which made you fall behind more. what was even more infuriating is that he didn't do anything more than give you a small smile in class. in fact, he admired you and your wit, and your dedication to staying at the number one spot drew him into you.

since he's the sweet man he is, he'd probably lead to your friendship

after you finally got your spot back, you didn't stop studying. there was no way anyone was going to take your spot again. astronomy was almost over, and the rest of the class was given to spend freely while professor shah handed back the most recent test. "good job, y/n." smirking, you looked at the red 98 on the parchment, turning over to amit to ask what he got. "95, what about you?" your smile could have lit the sky in replacement to the stars, he thinks. "98, maybe i should tutor you sometime." when you walk out of the room, he puts the parchment in his bag, glancing at the bold "100" on it.

people were definitely confused when you went from glaring at him to holding his hand

you were joking when you said you would tutor him, but he held your word to it. it was the week before exams and he actually had to help you grasp the fact that aries is not just a straight line. you could've gotten this long ago, but you noticed yourself becoming entranced with him. how was he so patient with you, and so kind? when you finally got the idea, you went into the exam ready. when you got one point higher than him on the exam, he congratulated you with a tight hug, and when you separated, you weren't very separated. leaning in, before your lips connected you said one last thing to him before summer. "don't think i'll go easy on you next year, you better write to me."

[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.

[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?      

[hufflefluff-stuff]

could you write HL characters reacting to MC passing out due to exhaustion?

Thanks for being the first to request!! :D

Notes: MC has established relationships with the characters (individually). And I only did three bc I had good ideas for these ones specifically

Characters: Ominis, Poppy, Amit

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Ominis Gaunt

In the days following Sebastian casting Crucio on you in the scriptorium, it left lingering effects on your physical body.

You felt sharp aches and pains in your hands at random, which made your wand movements rather jerky.

You really should've been resting, but you've been receiving lots of owls lately, finding yourself being pulled in several different directions and (mistakenly) deciding that sleep wasn't important right now.

But the exhaustion catches up fast, as Ominis finds you passed out in the Undercroft, immediately panicking and thinking you got attacked.

After you're floo'd to the hospital wing, Madam Blainey looks after you while he tries to explain how he found you without exposing the secret hideaway.

She noted seeing "unusual" red sparks coming from your body, and for a moment his heart drops...and he forces himself to choke back tears upon realizing what's actually going on with you:

You're still feeling the aftereffects of Crucio..and never told him.

Merlin, he wishes you never took the full brunt of the curse. Why did it have to be you?

Somehow he managed to fall asleep, but when you wake up the next day, see your boyfriend, and gently squeeze his hand, he's wide awake too, relieved to no longer detect those sparks.

You claimed to be extremely tired from all the errands you've been running....but when he asks you if "it" still hurts, you realize there's no playing dumb this time.

So you relent and explain the aches and pains, quickly reassuring him they're gone.

Yet nothing you could say in that moment mattered, as it didn't stop him from silently breaking down, laying his head in your lap as tears spilled from his glazed eyes.

This is extremely unlike him, but he can't help it...knowing that the same curse which traumatized him all those years ago was now hurting the one he loved most.

Not to mention you're giving more and more of yourself away to people you hardly knew without considering putting your own well-being first.

He never sees you anymore, and it hurts him.

"Don't you get it? You're killing yourself, MC, and...i-it's killing me, too." He sounds completely shattered. "Is this what it takes for you to finally understand?"

"No, no..you're right. This never should've happened. I'm sorry, love." Frowning in guilt, you pet his hair comfortingly, realizing how much you've neglected him. "You have every right to be angry."

"..I'm not angry. I just...I-I wish we never went down there. I should've stopped Sebastian from-"

"He's not to blame. Don't go yelling at him now." You chuckle softly, before promising him a date to Three Broomsticks as an apology..

Along with you swearing to stop doing favors for strangers.

He calms down after that, still vowing to yell at Sebastian later on.

But he's looking forward to that date.

Poppy Sweeting

You were both venturing through the Forbidden Forest, on a mission to rescue an injured golden unicorn that was supposedly spotted.

Apparently someone noticed it limping around, sporting a deep gash in its leg and leaving a bloody trail.

Poppy figured it narrowly escaped a trap, which was confirmed after you stumbled upon a mechanism tainted in blood.

Time was now of the essence, as some poacher could capture it first, or worse...it could die from its injury.

Despite the sun having set long ago, you insisted on searching even if it took you both all night long.

While Poppy could keep up with you (even tho she worried about the curfew), your energy was nearly spent as you've been out raiding poacher camps and freeing caged beasts all day long, not having returned to the castle once to rest nor eat.

You had plenty of wiggenweld potions, but unfortunately they didn't cure exhaustion.

Obviously you weren't gonna tell your girlfriend that, so you continued tracking down the golden unicorn.

And eventually you discovered it peacefully grazing in a foggy meadow, with Poppy gazing in awe.

"How majestic!" She whispers excitedly. "Now to catch it...we can try Leviosa, but it might panic. Glacius could work, too...though it seems cruel to freeze a unicorn. Hmm, what do you think......MC??"

She turns to you and sees you on the ground, not moving.

At first she freaks out, until she realized you still have a pulse, but she knew you had to get back to the castle ASAP. The forest was no place for a nap!

Fortunately, Highwing was in your nab-sack, so you both got back there in one piece, where you recuperated in the hospital wing.

Madam Blainey noted sleep deprivation, and while Poppy's upset that you didn't listen to her, she can't be entirely angry with you.

She knows you've been stretching yourself thin, saving all these beasts on top of your other escapades.

That being said, she literally had to push you back into bed so you didn't bolt out of it after remembering what happened before you passed out.

"But the golden unicorn..!" You panic. "He was right there! Now we'll never find out where-!"

"It's okay, MC! I saved him. He's safe and sound in the vivarium." She hastily reassures you, showing you a few strands of golden unicorn hair as proof. "We'll go once you feel better."

You calm down after seeing the strands, before you smile and embrace her tightly. "I'm so lucky to have you, Poppy."

"I am, too,love...I'm glad you value the health and well-being of beasts, but that shouldn't take priority over your own. We can't help them if we don't help ourselves first."

"..you're right, I'm sorry. I'll try to remember that."

Amit Thakkar

All of your escapades inside and outside the castle had you drained and exhausted. You wish you had more time for yourself nowadays.

But people needed you: friends, students from your house, professors, townsfolks, goblinkind....you couldn't just ignore their requests for help.

Who else but you had such bravery and ancient magic skills? Nobody. It had to be you.

You've kept your missions secret from your boyfriend, claiming you're only out all the time to look for astronomy tables...which is partially true.

After what happened in the goblin mine, Amit was left shaken for a few days, and you felt guilty for practically dragging him into that mess just because you needed him to translate some things.

So when he sent you an owl asking you to come by an astronomy table located in a field of grass without explanation, you abandoned your current mission and headed there straight away, anxious about what he wanted to discuss.

As it turns out, he knew you were doing more than just observing constellations...but he wasn't mad at you for keeping secrets.

Rather, he knew you needed a break and invited you out here to get away from everything.

He had a blanket that you two laid on together, watching the stars; not for any assignment in particular, but just because the sky was especially clearer and pretty tonight and he didn't want you to miss that.

"I like coming here when I feel like there's too much weighing down on me all at once. My studies, my responsibilities...they can get overwhelming." He sighs, turning to you. "I'm certain you feel the same way, my dear."

"Amit, this is lovely..and...I appreciate it more than you know. But Lodgok needs me to-"

"He can wait." His voice is firm, unusual for the typically calm and passionate Ravenclaw. But his gestures are the opposite as he wraps his arm around you. "Let's stay here a while, MC..and just...forget about the world. At least for tonight. I guarantee you will feel much better...and you'll shine twice as bright tomorrow."

You agree to stay, but only because you're weak to his sappy and poetic remarks.

And you close your eyes, listening to his soft ramblings of the moon's current phase and what it all meant.

While his fascination with the cosmos keeps him wide awake for some time, he sees you passed out on the blanket minutes later and smiles lightly, relieved that he helped you find some peace.

You promised to protect him down in the mines...now it's his turn to protect you as you slept, ensuring no person nor beast bothers you.

[elinoracia]

⁑ They see you cry for the first time// Hogwarts legacy characters reactions x reader ⁑

~ Hogwarts Legacy headcanons ~

Warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff, use of Y/N, mention of death and blood, swearing (censored), Leander jumpscare. 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!

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Context: Even after Professor Fig's death, even under great pressure and no matter the situation, you never let your friends saw you crack. Not even a single tear. You were trying really hard to hide your pain and sadness. But it had to come out one day... After fighting against some poachers with your companion, they almost killed him/her. After you saved him/her, you finally broke down. You thought you lost him/her too. You couldn't control your tears. (Pre-relationship)

THEIR REACTION :

Sebastian:

He gets up and dusts himself off without noticing how devasted you were at first.

"It seems like I'm the one who's in your debt now. I owe you- Y/N? Are you crying?"

He almost runs to you the moment he notices.

"What is wrong? Are you hurt? Are you bleeding? Tell me!"

He is extremely worried. He doesn't know why you're crying. When you explain to him you were really afraid of losing him like you lost so many people in your life, he got really quiet for a moment.

"You'll never lose me. We're a team, the best team even. If we stick together and protect eachother, nothing could ever happen to one of us. Besides, I am an excellent duellist!... Look at me Y/N..."

He lifts your chin up to make you meet his gaze. You could see how concerned he was. He wipes away some of your tears with his fingers.

"I'll be the one protecting you next time." You could feel he wasn't only talking about duels or battles...

He is not really good with words so he will go out of his way to try to cheer you up for the rest of the day. He will pick little flowers for you and bring you sweets.

"I'm not great with words but I surely can listen! Please come to me if you want to talk..or if you need a big bear hug! I'm also good with those."

Would hug you very tightly for as long as you need.

Ominis:

He will notice almost immediately when you start crying. He felt your breath pattern change and he heard you slightly sniffle.

"Y/N, may I ask what's troubling you? It's very unlike you to be this upset. I'm worried. Are you hurt perhaps?"

You then explain how scared you were. You feel like you almost lost him too.

He stays silent. He goes to reach for your hand and holds it.

He usually never lets anyone holds his hand because he doesn't feel like he is in need of any guidance and doesn't think it is ever necessary. But he is making an exception to comfort you.

"I appologize for making you worry that much about my safety. But I am still here...thanks to you."

You both make it back to Howarts and he refuses to let go of your hand.

"As you may already know, I am a great listener. I am always available if you feel the need to talk about anything."

"Your safety is also truly important to me. I just want to make sure you do not feel like what happened to you or anyone is your fault."

He really wants to make sure you're feeling better before letting your hand go.

He doesn't care if people can see him holding your hand. All that matters at this moment is you.

"Take your time Y/N. I'll stay for as long as you need me to."

Garreth:

He is very oblivious about the situation. You turn your head to not face him so he couldn't see your tears. But you feel your shoulders shake.

When he notices how your demeanor changed, he just wonders if you were tired or maybe hurt.

"Y/N? Are you alright? I have some Wiggenweld potions if you need any. I even brew them myself."

You try to explain to him how you felt. You couldn't contain your tears. Those poachers almost killed him in front of your eyes... You see his eyes widen.

"Y/N...Please don't cry. I'm fine, look! Please... I hate when I can't see your pretty smile."

He will almost instantly take you in his arms and give you a hug. He will also gently carress your head as he tries to make you smile or laugh.

"Come on Y/N, you usually always laugh at that joke! Smile for your best bud...please."

He will not leave you alone until you feel better.

"Trust me, I think you might need some of that famous Gryffindor courage, chivalry, and determination to make you feel better! You're in luck, I have all of the above!"

He will not leave you for the rest of the day. And if anyone tries to talk to you, he will tell them you need to rest. He wouldn't want you to feel too overwhelmed.

"There it is! There is your pretty smile. Do you feel a bit better now?"

Amit:

After the battle against the poachers, his first instinct will be to check on you, even he was the one who almost died. He'll quickly notice you feel upset.

"Y/N what is wrong? Please don't cry...I'm here for you."

You explained how unbearable the thought of almost losing him too was. You explained how much it breaks you.

"I-I'm sorry...I didn't know how much that impacted you. I should have known. But I'm here for you now. Don't be ashamed to cry in front of me. I'm here..."

As you're crying, he gently rubs your back and hands you his handkerchief. He stays next to you until you finish crying. Then he will talk to you for a while.

"I hope you know you don't have to hide your emotions from me anymore. I still think you're incredibly strong. You're so wonderful Y/N, truly."

He'll almost force you to go get some rest for the rest of the day.

"Please, let me bring you back to your dorms. You need to rest. I'll warn your teachers about your absence, they'll understand. I'll give you the notes I took during class, I insist on that."

He'll walk you back to your dorms like the gentleman he is. He'll make sure you don't have to worry about anything else for the rest of the day.

He will bring some food to you so you don't forget to eat. It's not just an excuse to come to see you and check on you, not at all really

He will try to be more careful about what he does. He doesn't want to worry you.

Poppy:

She almost cries first. The situation really shook her. But when she notices you crying, she focuses all her attention on you.

"Y/N! Please tell me you're not hurt! I'm here, I'm okay, you're okay. Take a deep breath."

You try explaining to her through your heavy sobs how afraid you were to lose her too.

"Don't be silly, I'll always be right next to you, no matter how annoying it can be. They can't possibly get rid of me that easily when you're with me Y/N. That's what makes you such an amazing person... You're always so selfless."

She takes you in her arms. Nobody can possibly make her let go of you.

"I'm so sorry you went through all of that... but you will never lose me."

She makes you take deep breaths and do breathing exercises until you calm down a little.

"Do you feel better? Do you need me to bring you something? Water? Food? Anything? Let me go get that for you!"

You could ask her for anything and she'll RUN to get them for you.

"Don't worry, it's okay to cry. Sometimes I cry too! It doesn't make you weak or anything of the sort! Your tears mean you feel deeply and that's a good thing!"

She'll make sure that you're not alone, not a single second, for the rest of the day. She has to make sure you feel supported.

Natty:

She is very attentive to what is happening around her. So it doesn't take her long to notice your muffled sobs you were trying to hide.

"Y/N, what's wrong? I'm here with you, you can tell me about it."

She tries to stay very calm. She wouldn't want to stress you out more than you already are.

As you explain to her how you felt about losing her too and the fear of her being killed, you can notice how concerned she looks. She sadly knows that feeling all too well.

"I want to support you in any way you need. You are not alone. I...I know how you feel."

She'll make you sit next to her. She will let you cry it out while she hold your hand and softly rubs it with her thumb.

"This is really hard for you, I understand. I will help you work it out. I'll never leave you Y/N. You'll never lose me, I hope you know that."

She'll hand you tissues as she listens to you attentively.

"Is there anything I can do to help? I would do anything to help you feel better."

She is ready to do anything you want. It really hurts her to see you go through what she went through.

Following this incident, you can be sure she will regularly check on you.

Imelda:

She is panting as she tries to get up. She is just glad she didn't die. It was a close-call. When she turns to look at you, she is surprised to see you so upset.

"Y/N? Why are you crying? We won! You beat them all! It could be so much worse, I almost died."

You explain how the though of losing her the way you lost so many people scares you. Your tears are flowing on your cheeks.

"I'm not...that big of a deal. If I knew you were going to cry over me, I would have been more careful... Please...Y/N..."

She slowly pats your back, not really knowing what to do or what to say.

"Hey Y/N, it's okay, I'm still here. And even if one day I die, I'm sure you'll figure out something crazy like usual and resurrect me or something like that. You're that powerful, I'm sure of it. But let's not think about it just yet!"

She usually would NEVER hug anyone but she'll hug you if you ask her. She will complain but she'll still do it for you.

"Hugh! So needy! Just don't hold me too tight, I can't escape death twice in a row. There there, I'm here."

Deep down she enjoys being the one you're worried about. She would never admit it though.

"Don't tell anyone we hugged or I'll never hug you again."

Leander:

He only thinks about himself at first. He almost died and couldn't believe he was still here.

"Holy sh*t you saved me! Y/N... it was crazy. I-... Are you crying?"

You tell him how afraid you were about losing him too. You couldn't bear the thought of him dying.

"Oh...I- hum..."

He doesn't have a single clue how to comfort you. He is very ankward and clumsy with his words. He means well though.

He's the kind of person to not think before he talks.

"Y/N...look at me. I...hum...your tears are beautiful...S-Sorry I just blurt out random things when I'm nervous. But I'm here..."

He'll ankwardly hug you and pat your head.

"It's alright Y/N...Do you want my scarf? You're always begging me to give it to you so you can wear it. Here, take it."

He gives you his scarf you puts it around your neck. It feels strangely comforting.

"You can wipe your tears with it if you want. It's yours now. Red suits you much better anyway."

You burry your face in his chest and hug him tighter.

"I hope it's not just an excuse because you don't need to do that if you really needed a hug from me that bad. I'll hug you everyday if you insist."

In a weird way, his teasing makes you feel a bit better.

[girl-named-matty]

They ask what their contact name is - Modern AU

They ask you what their contact name is in your phone. Tags: Fluff, chaos, slight angst (very very slight lol). 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 ...

Since y'all liked the last one so much... have some more! 👀❤️

hope you enjoyed and lmk if you want more <33

[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."