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pastel-omegas-blog · 1 year

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The Beginning. Chapter Two

CHAPTER ONE

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️WARNING!!! THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN MATURE THEMES AND VIOLENCE PLEASE LEAVE IF IT WILL MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE. I DO NOT NEED THIS BOOK TO BE REPORTED . YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.( Mentions of suicide, bullying, blood/torture ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️( This book is going to have more matured themes compared to my others, from smut scenes to non-con, lactation, drugging, hypnosis, abuse of power and over obsessiveness.

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Servants ran around the huge room trying to make it look tidier than it already was while some divided themselves to attending to the petite man cuddle softly in the middle of the huge Emperor sized bed, bringing him hot freshly brewed tea, a very appetizing breakfast and small desserts by the side.

They cooed out small comments praising his beauty as they picked out simple yet elegant clothes for him to wear, all gushing as he buried his blushing face deeper into the soft duvets, his sweet scent making them fawn over him even more.

He was such a humble person despite being born in an influential noble house.

He was so kind and loving and gentle and never once yelled at them when they made a mistake. He was patient with all of them and always had a gentle sweet smile on his lips.

Lord M\N L/N was an angel.

The servants couldn't believe how anyone would call such a caring man with a warm welcoming aura a Devil.

He treated everyone around him like family and had even given out gifts to them, even though he had only known them for five months.

He really lived up to the image their former master had painted of him.

" He is a kind and loving person who always sees the good in others "

Was what the elderly man had said.

And his words couldn't have been more true.

In his short stay in their territory, despite his ' sickly ' state he had helped the neighbouring villages very much by donating money to help them during the water shortage and even had food and warm clothing sent out make the cold winter far more bearable.

But the places that he helped the most were the orphanages.

As an omega it was expected to have a soft spot for pups. It was part of their natural instincts, but the way the h/c man had taken all the children living there as his own spoke volumes about his love for them. It was such a heart warning sight to see and made the common people of the northern territory cherish him even more

How the eastern part of the empire managed to soil the name of such a morally upright and genuinely nice person made them angry.

Of course those prim and proper trash didn't know how to cherish miracles in human skin.

" I.. isn't this too m..much ? Is a..all this n.. necessary? I..I told you all I can g..get ready o..on my own. I...I don't w.. want to be a b.. bother " the s/c man stammered out twiddling with his fingers softly as he buried his face in the duvets surrounding him. An attempt to hide his burning cheeks

" Of course we have to do this. It's only natural. Your a noble. You are meant to let others take care of you. " A maid reassured as she took away the empty plates and M/N raised his head to stare at the woman.

Elena Fern. A woman with ash coloured hair and dark brown eyes. She had an air of authority surrounding her despite the faint saint of books that told everyone she was a beta.

As expected of someone of her position.

The head maid that had been assigned to him for his stay in the Duke's manor.

" Yeah. Elena is right. We don't mind at all. Your so kind to us so it's only natural to help you anyway we can " a young girl with curly ginger locks added, her brown eyes shining with adoration as she stared at the man.

Sarah Fern.

Both recessive omega women we're sisters from a fallen baron family and had been working in the manor for a since they were very young and that showed in how refined their house keeping skills were.

Elena being the eldest was more strict and uptight and followed the rules, while Sarah been the youngest was more prone to causing mischief, yet both women had become loyal to him in the past few months of his stay at the manor and attended to most of his needs.

The other servants in the room voiced out their agreements with the two women and M)N felt his cheeks flush at all their nice comments.

" B.. but still I can change my clothes and b..bathe on m..my own! M..my body is strong enough s.. so I won't need help with that " the h/c man argued back and Elena let out a sigh of defeat knowing she wouldn't be able to win the argument.

" Alright my lord, we'll leave you for now. But remember if you need anything just tell for us ".

And with that they all walked out leaving the h/c man on his own.

M/N let out a sigh as he walked into the hidden bathroom inside his already massive room, his shoulders relaxing as the steam from the hot water in the room calmed his nerves. With practiced moves he stripped off his silk nightwear and sunk his body into the large pool sized bathtub that had rose petals floating on the still water and the soft sweet scent of vanilla ( it had taken a while for him to get used to the scent again with gagging at it or getting angry), a small sound left his lips as he lowered himself into the water.

And he stayed in the silence, not moving an inch from where he sat lost in his own thoughts.

" There always a lively bunch aren't they" Demi's voice broke the silence and a soft hum was all he received as an answer.

A lively bunch they were indeed.

He could remember the first time he arrived, with his carriage stained with blood and rotten fruits, his companions shaken to the bone with what they had 'experienced' ( he had changed their memories sure, but he didn't take away the morbid scenes. He needed them to know what the imperial family were capable of so next time they ever met they would have their guards up. )

A shaken knight, a pale servant, a sobbing woman and lastly a ' passed out ' omega who seemed to have fainted from the shock of an attempt on his life once again.

He was so sure that the pathetic sight of their group would make the people sneer and mock at them.

He was expecting the harsh whispers and taunts of the crowd, just like how the people had mocked him back at the capital he was expecting the same treatment from the people of the north as well.

They had surely heard the rumors about how he had tormented their lovely saint and precious Emperor. They should have heard about how him surviving his assassination attempt caused the gods to be angry and curse their land, they should have heard about how the saint had detected dark månå flowing through his cursed veins and how he was cursing innocent civilians for the fun of it.

He had seen people getting high off his misery so he was expecting the same thing here. For everyone to turn their backs in him before they even met him.

Instead there were heavily guarded knights running over to check on them, panicked screams of the servants who saw the blood stained carriage rang in the air and the family members of the Duke present shouted out orders for their guests to be taken inside and checked for any wounds.

Everyone had been running around in a panic to make sure they were safe and they had been rushed into the mansion and had doctors check on them.

It was all so strange.

They hadn't once stopped to mock them as they worried about their wellbeing, the h/c omega had thought maybe the way they had arrived had caused them to go in a state of shock and once they snapped out of it they would go back to keeping their distance from him and start to spread more rumors about as they watched his every move.

He could feel their piercing eyes on his form so he was sure it would only be a matter of time before they showed themselves. Before they bared their fangs at him and cursed him out for things he never did.

Except it never came.

Instead of gazes filled with disgust and contempt they stared at him with loving eyes, filled with adoration and happiness, instead of vile words thrown his way it was compliments about how radiant he looked every single day. Instead of being left alone to do things on his own they were always offering to do even the smallest things for him so that he wouldn't ' push his sick body anymore than he was suppose to '.

And they went on to continue to treat him like the for the first month he stayed, never once throwing any degrading insult his way. He didn't know what to do at first. Sure it made acting like a saint towards the people easier, because then whenever he donated money or offered to help anyway he could he wouldn't be faced with any backlash and nobody said anything to him that would upset him and make it harder for him to hide his emotions.

But he just couldn't shake how his stomach seemed to churn over any small compliment or kind gesture he received and it seemed he was the only one who was suddenly affected by the change of attitude towards him.

Aria hadn't once complained about how weird it felt to be suddenly praised for the smallest thing she did, infact she seemed to be eating the attention up, he couldn't blame her though. She was used to being the center of attention and compliments when she still ran her business, if she hadn't decided to take care of him she might have still had it by now........

" Useless thoughts " Demi spoke up interrupting their host's train of thoughts and M/N thanked them as he stared to get out of the bath wrapping himself in one of the many fluffy towels that had been laid out for him as he made his way back to his room.

Though they were now dedicated people to make sure the h/c man was always alright it hadn't stopped his cousin from stopping by every day to check on his wellbeing, only and only left when she was sure he was in perfect condition before she left him alone.

Felix and Basil though still hadn't budge an inch.

Basil it was obvious, his infatuation for his master had grown to dangerous levels and he didn't want anyone else in his laugh, though he responded positively to others it was clear he was keeping up a wall and he didn't want anyone passing the limit he had set for them. If he wasn't rigorously training with the Duke's knights he was seeking attention from his h/c master and listening to the new teachings of a god/goddess he had just discovered.

Felix matter though. He was jealous.

Despite working diligently by the h/c omega's side for the past five months his master still hadn't said a single word to him. He was happily chatting with the maids and manservants yet he hadn't so much as said a greeting to the violet eyes butler. It was infuriating no doubt, M/N had seen the jealousy and rage bubbling in his eyes despite the calm facade the beta always had.

Good.

He needed the man to snap first, if he still wanted to be an obedient dog to the Vermillion family then he didn't deserve the s/c man's attention.

The former emperor was the only who seemed to be affected by how genuinely everyone was treating him, he had even sent out butterflies at one point to sneak around and report anything the people said about him. Despite not being in his presence anymore the people still sang his praises. When he had received the news he couldn't stop his cheeks from heating up and he so desperately tried to deny how fast his heart was beating and he refused to acknowledge Demi as they teased him for getting so flustered.

After that discovery it took a while, but he started to slowly warm up to them as well, his actions becoming more genuine as he returned their smiles and laughter.

Running a hand through his neatly combed shiny h/c locks, the pretty man stared at his reflection liking how despite his clothes hugged his body it still have off an innocent and pure vibe. It's soft colours making his vibrant e/c hues stand out even more.

" Damn I'm beautiful " the omega said as he winked at his reflection letting out a small cat call as he turned around

" Your becoming too full of yourself " Demi spoke up making the h/c omega roll his eyes as he stopped his antics and walked towards the the door, stopping a bit when he noticed a pair of black boots peeping from under his door.

" Says the person who has been singing their own praises since the blood ceremony " the omega retorted back softly scanning his surroundings briefly with månå before he deemed it was safe. Demi rolled their 'eyes' in return mocking the omegas voice as they repeated his words in a childish manner, done with their charade the deity scoffed " of course I'll sing my own praises since you won't do it for me " They said and M/N chose to ignore them as he stepped out of the room into the marble tiled hallway eyes widening a bit in ' surprise as he stared at the person waiting for him.

" L..lady Evelyn ? Ah! I'm sorry I wasn't expecting you " the omega stuttered out in 'shock' as he quickly bowed his head to the woman who in return chuckled as she watched the petite man's cute antics.

" Aww come on M/N I told you not to be so formal and stiff around me, it hurts my heart that someone as cute as you always has their guard up around me " the woman teased smirking to herself as she noticed the small blush decorating the petite man's cheeks.

' of course I have to keep my guard up around you '

The h/c omega thought as he continued his shy demeanor his vibrant e/c eyes staring up to look into the woman's unique hues.

A very light silver colour that somehow looked almost pure white. Anyone who saw her or any other member of her family and didn't know their last name would have made the mistake of lumping her as one of the children belonging to the pope's Ducal family, though they wouldn't be to far from their guess.

The woman standing in front of him was

Evelyn Devon Vermillion

The oldest of the Duke's children and a person who shouldn't be underestimated.

Long platinum blonde hair that almost looked silver, was tied up in a donut bun, small strands escaping the bun and framing her face giving her a soft look. Despite the cold weathershe wore a tight black off shoulder gown that hugged her tall figure , a slit on the dress starting from her thigh exposed her long slender legs.

A diamond necklace rested on her collarbone the expensive jewelry reflecting the sun light that lit up the hallway, more diamond based jewelry decorated her form, from the dangling earrings to the bracelets on her wrists.

She wore white satin gloves and held a wyvern leather purse embed with diamonds, her already taller frame seemed to tower over him more thanks to the black needle high heels she had on.

She looked like she was going to out to a party. Well with her position it wouldn't be a surprise.

" U...ummm are you going out ? " The h/c man asked getting the answer to his question as the woman's red painted lips pulled up into a small smirk.

" Yes, I've been invited to a small gala one of my friends is hosting. It isn't too important, but I wouldn't mind you coming along with me. You look perfect as always and I would absolutely love to introduce you to my friends " the recessive alpha cooed out in a teasing tone as she placed a stray lock of h/c behind the omega's ears her smirk widening at how he became fidgety because of her touch.

He was just so cute.

She would have taken him all for herself if she didn't have her eye on his cousin.

Shaking his head M/N turned his gaze away from the woman. " I.. I'm sorry, b..but I...i don't think I c..can. I don't like being the center of attention " the petite man mumbled out as he twiddle his fingers.

He wasn't about to expose himself to the northern nobility. He had purposely refused all invitation from noble families who had tried to form connections with him.

Apart from he didn't want to be mocked by the nobility here he wanted to peek their curiosity. He wanted the curiosity to eat them out from the inside before he dropped the shockwave on them.

Besides unlike the servants and common people who looked up to him, The woman had no reason to be kind towards him. She had absolutely nothing to gain from it yet she was still was been so nice to him.

Every single member of the family had been so nice to him as well, but the three members who had gone out of their way to make sure that he was always comfortable in his stay where Evelyn, her father The former Duke and her younger brother the current duke.

M/N was sure that if the man hadn't gone for his morning patrol he would have been the one disturbing him instead of his older sister.

Evelyn pursed her lips before she forced on a strained smile. She had been expecting him to refuse as usual but it didn't make it any less frustrating, she had been hoping to show off the h/c man at least once, having such a pretty man by her side would solidify her position as queen and would keep those pesky omegas away. And it was such a heavy blow after being rejected by Aria as well.

" Ah. Not a problem hun. " The blonde woman said as she stood up to her full height patting the omega's head softly as she turned to walk away only for yells coming from outside to grab their attention as they both walked over to the open window looking outside.

A pure white carriage decorated in gold , white and silver was being escorted to the front of the manor, heavily guarded knights riding horse dressed in light armor rode close to the carriage, one of the knights held a flag bearing the seal of the imperial family. A silver dragon that had red and golden flames surrounding it's form.

The sight of the carriage drew two different reactions from the two people watching from afar. Evelyn let out a small growl at the sight of them while an unreadable expression was placed on the s/c man's face before a small smile spread on his plump lips.

Oh?

Well wasn't this interesting~.

Hi everyone look at who I brought back.

Our two feisty maids from the previous book. You didn't think I forgot about them now did you?

I Know Sarah has pink hair just imagine it's red.

Now time to reveal some stuff.

Evelyn is the princess who I briefly mentioned in my last book, guess which one. If you can guess it then you already know who the Duke is.

The imperial family has two names.

The one that the public generally call them by is Vermillion.

While the second is a more intimate name that the members refer to themselves as which is Valyron. Leon uses the name in his letter to Alvar.

It is the name of the white dragon the imperial family are descendents off.

That is all I can say for now.

#omegaverse #mc #dearly detested #nobility #omega male reader #x male reader #x omega male reader #Evelyn #Elena #Sarah #Basil #Felix #Aria

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beebooboo6 · 2 months

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Poppy and Evelyn

#poppy sweeting #evelyn caddel #hogwarts legacy #poppy sweeting x f!mc #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #The girls!!

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poppletonink · 9 months

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BOOK REVIEW: The Seven Husbands Of Evelyn Hugo - Taylor Jenkins Reid

★★★★★ - 5 stars

"I'm under absolutely no obligation to make sense to you."

If Taylor Swift's Slut! was a book it would be The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo - the life story of a reclusive Hollywood actress, the stories of forbidden love, pain, and heartache that made her hide away from the world.

The words heartwrenching, addictive, and shocking do not even begin to describe the experience of reading this masterpiece woven and written into existence by Taylor Jenkins Reid. The talent she holds is immense and incomprehensible. She can make the reader weep over a fictional actress - a woman who should be loathed for her lack of remorse and the terrible atrocities she committed; who is also merely a woman craving the love she struggled to garner her whole life.

Evelyn's story is of the brutal nature of female ambition and the way in which we are treated for it. Just like fictional women before her, be it Lady Macbeth of Shakespeare's timeless tragedy or It's a story of a woman painted as a slut for doing what she had to in order to survive as an actress in the cold-hearted, but glamorous grasp of Old Hollywood.

It is also a story of identity and assumption - how we as a society are too quick to create labels to brandish someone and put them into a box. The representation in this novel is wonderful, and the message told through this diversity is one that should reach out to the corners of the earth in order to be heard by all. Evelyn Hugo is a bisexual, Cuban American woman and she is powerful within her identity. She also perfectly sums up the point of this book in her own words: "I'm bisexual. Don't ignore half of me so you can fit me into a box."

Reading this book is an experience that will leave people feeling heartbroken, as though their very core has been ripped to pieces. Simultaneously, it will leave them feeling invigorated, with a fresh wave of empowerment flowing through them. The lessons that are entwined into the pages of this novel are profound and important - they are lessons of love, feminism, and power. This is a book that people should not go without and one that should be declared mandatory reading worldwide.

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a-cloud-for-dreams · 1 year

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Meet My MC: Lyra Lexington

I'll edit this to make it cuter and more detailed while I play the story but here's what I have so far!

Nicknames: Ly, Little Miss Valedictorian, Doc, Lady, Queen

Born/Raised: Singapore -> New York -> Los Angeles

Books: Ride or Die, Queen B, Nightbound/Bloodbound, The Elementalists as a well-known Historian, and Crimes of Passion I and II (again, I haven't finished all of these books I just thought of this MC on the go)

Face Claim: Alyssa Raghu -> Naomi Scott/shredz55 (Insta)

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual

Zodiac: Aquarius

Fashion Style: "Girl Next Door" with a hint of Bohemian Chic

Love Interest: Trystan Thorne

Past Relationships: Logan, Colt Kaneko, Professor Ian Kingsley, Nik Ryder, Violet Hale (OC) Past Flirtationships: Mona, Cal, Vera

Education/Major: BA in History at UC Berkeley; MA in Anthropology and Ph.D in Archeology at Harvard University; Magic Training at Pendergast College of Elemental Magicks

Family:

Great Great Great Great Great Grandmother: Desire and Decorum MC Great Great Great Grandmother: The Unexpected Heiress MC Godparents: Adrian Raines and Evelyn "Evie" Rouge Father(s): Lord Elric; Detective Antonio Lexington (FC: TBD) Mother: Lilavati "Lila" Solaris (FC: Nayanthara) Half-Brother: Tialo Maternal Cousin: My Queen B OC/The Elementalists MC Children (Twins): Amber Marguerite Thorne and Alice Nayeli Thorne Pet: Arcane (A Perrikin)

Backstory

Lilavati left her extremely controlling family after leaving for college to major in Economics, where she met Adrian Raines, and the two became close friends (she was already dating Lyra's father and unknowingly pregnant). As far as her family knows, she's a Board Member/Head of Business for Raines Corporation. In actuality, she's a witch who eventually started working as a kind of supernatural diplomat to ensure peace between supernatural beings, which ended up being for the NYC vampire clans. She's under the vampire clans' protection (but she associates most with Adrian since they're the closest). She was extremely happy for Adrian when he met Evie and fell deeply in love with her. After Lyra is born, she asks Adrian and Evie to be her godparents. In my head, Evie shows up at some point during Nightbound in the Priya Lacroix scene and mentions how much Lyra reminded her of her mother (it took Lyra a second to recognize who Evie was because it's been a while but she knew Evie was a familiar figure). Antonio blames Adrian and Evie (and the rest of the BB crew) for his wife's death and ensures they stay away from his daughter by moving to a smaller home in LA.

Fun Facts:

She's a very talented Carnatic singer! Her extended family wanted her to continue but as much as she loves to sing, she didn’t want to pursue it as part of her future

She is fluent in English and Spanish but proficient in Telugu, Malayalam, Tamil, and Dravokian. She learned Spanish from her father and Telugu, Malayalam, and Tamil from her mother. Her parents spoke those languages at home alongside English, but she became less fluent in the languages her mother spoke after she died. And after marrying Trystan, she obviously learned Drakovian

She’s from a wealthy family, or technically her mother was, but she left her old life to have her freedom before Lyra’s older cousins were even born. Lyra herself has an even larger inheritance after her mother died, but her father didn’t feel comfortable using her family money “irresponsibly.” She plans to use that money for her education.

#i like her so far! this mc version is super pretty too #playchoices #choices fic writers creations #ride or die #crimes of passion #lyra lexington oc #desire and decorum #the unexpected heiress #nightbound #the elementalists #queen b #nik ryder #lord elric #colt kaneko #bloodbound #evelyn “evie” rouge oc #adrian raines #trystan thorne #trystan thorne x mc

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jaeyunverse · 1 year

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the 24-hour dating challenge (teaser)

PAIRING(S) | park sunghoon x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, influencer au (?)

EST. WORD COUNT | around 5k

WARNING(S) | profanity, hoon is a loser and down bad, mc is painfully dense + all warnings to be added in the full fic!

SUMMARY | being a famous youtuber isn’t easy, especially when you have to constantly come up with new ideas to keep your audience entertained. and this time, your viewers want you to date park sunghoon, your best friend of nearly a decade, for the entirety of 24 hours.

TAGLIST | @blank-velvet @soobisms @justalildumpling @xharisrealm @skzenhalove @alicesolengg @yenqa @geombyu @tika-writes-lol @jlheon @haknom @useraerin @hooniessslvrss @flwrshee @rikisly @tobiosbbyghorl @wonkivrse @heeflrs @bambithia @iea-tsand @chaechae-23 @en-dazed @jayfrvr @h-hazwie @moonlighthoon @justanotherkpopstanlol @sseastar-main @seongclb @shoyotime @gerianne @iadorethemskz @sieuneo @hoon0logy @luvistqrzzz @sucrosxi @lzux1 @t4kalcvr @nes-caf @odxrilove @trippy-dejun @arizejkt19 @xuimhao @vizstars @enhacatalog send an ask/comment if u wish!

AUTHOR’S NOTE | I AM COMING BACK!!!!!! (kinda. maybe. idk i get ahead of myself a lot LOL) finals are finallyyyy over and i have some time to write this week so i’ve started this old wip of mine! it’s going to be pretty short and sweet so i’ll hopefully be able to follow through on this teaser but no promises haha :)) i hope u look forward to this fic! inspired by h.j evelyn (♡)

click here for the full fic!

“Your followers want me to do what?”

Sunghoon was positive he’d misheard you. However, part of him hoped you’d confirm the life-altering information you’d casually uttered without even bothering to look away from the TV screen.

“Hoon!” you exclaimed, your fingers aggressively moving about the gaming console. “Oh, my God, they’re coming after me! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK—” you screeched— “Nonononono I can’t take them by myself! You testicle-guzzling cocksucker, why did you die when I needed you the most?!”

Sunghoon watched you struggle warily. Your leg was bouncing with anxiety and your eyes bulging out of their sockets. He wasn’t entirely sure you were breathing. Beads of sweat were clinging to your forehead and your face was scrunched up in a weird, constipated expression.

There was a good chance you’d utter fouler insults if he disturbed you while playing, but he couldn’t stop himself from broaching the subject. “Are we just going to pretend you didn’t say the thing you just said?”

“The thing about you being a testicle-guzzling cocksucker?” you gritted. “No.”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes. “The thing about your followers wanting us to date for a video.”

For a few moments, you didn’t deign to acknowledge him. Then, as if a switch inside you had flipped, you pulled the TV’s plug and turned to face him. “Would it be weird?”

Wow. Okay, Sunghoon mused. I think it would be a fantastic idea and a dream come true, but I don’t trust myself around you. Even as a mere friend.

However, instead of voicing his thoughts, the boy simply shrugged. “I don’t know. We’ve been friends for several years now. I’m a regular on your YouTube channel and I think your fans are aware of the dynamics of our relationship. What do they mean when they say they want us to date? Physical intimacy aside, we already do everything couples do.”

“I think they want us to be romantic,” you admitted. “Go on a date, hold hands, cross some lines.”

“Cross some lines?” Sunghoon raised an eyebrow, the corner of his lip curling in a smirk. “Is this you speaking or your subscribers?”

Groaning in exasperation, you shoved his shoulder. He fell back on the couch, laughing. “Shut up, dickface! You know I’ve been swamped this semester. My influencer gig has been seriously lacking. I need to step up—do what they want me to do. Besides, we only have to be girlfriend and boyfriend for 24 hours. It’s really not that big a deal. Are you in or not?”

Sunghoon took a few seconds to mull over your words. Sure, he would love to be your boyfriend for 24 hours. As long as his fantasies were brought to reality, he didn’t care if the whole relationship was fake and short-lived.

For far too long, he’d pined after you. He thought he was doing an excellent job at hiding his feelings, but then you decided to make vlogs for fun. That’s when shit truly went downhill.

Within a few years, you’d amassed a following of over 5 million on YouTube and 3 million on Instagram. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say you’d become somewhat of a local celebrity.

Being one of your closest friends, Sunghoon was often featured in your videos. Initially, he’d baulked at the idea of being filmed, but you’d worked your magic on him. The boy soon found himself being comfortable around cameras.

Even though Sunghoon never started his own YouTube channel, his popularity grew along with yours. His Instagram had garnered over two million followers, and courtesy of his good looks and attractive physique, he’d been offered a bunch of brand deals too.

You’d scowled at how far Sunghoon’s pretty privilege had gotten him. While you busted your ass coming up with unique ideas and editing your videos to perfection, all he needed to do was show up.

What you didn’t know, though, was that part of the reason he’d become a heartthrob among the youth was you.

You might have been dumb and blind, but your followers certainly were not. They’d realised how Sunghoon looked at you—his eyes always twinkled and a fond smile automatically adorned his lips whenever he caught sight of you.

To add to that, your fans had pointed out habits he didn’t even know he possessed. For example: idly braiding your strands; bringing you snacks whenever he swung by your apartment; saying hey, sunshine and giving you a side hug by way of greeting; disguising his compliments as insults.

The list was very long.

They’d noticed the elastic he kept around his wrist at all times too—it was one of the two you’d used to tie his hair into little ponytails because you were convinced you could transform him into Boo from Monsters, Inc.

Sunghoon himself had forgotten the reason he wore the elastic around his wrist. All he knew was that it was yours and it felt right. But when he read the comments obsessing about it, he rushed to watch the video your fans were referring to.

And damn, they were right.

Sunghoon didn’t know if you’d seen the comments your fans regularly left on your various social media pages. You’d never mentioned anything about the community calling you “couple goals,” and he was too much of a coward to inquire if you were aware.

It was infuriating to know how transparent he was. Sunghoon wished he’d never gotten used to the camera and let slip his true self.

Perhaps this was the cost of gaining the boyfriend material label—his unrequited feelings exposed for the entire world to see.

Sunghoon would never admit it, but he’d spent the better part of a day reporting everyone who’d shipped him with you. The entire incident had truly made him go off the rails.

However, today’s revelation was unexpected. It was an opportunity. A chance to experience something he’d desired for many years. Suddenly, he found himself thanking those busybodies online instead of cussing them out for being ridiculously invested in his love life.

Sunghoon knew saying yes to your proposition would bite him in the ass later on. He knew he’d crave more of you once he got a taste of being your boyfriend, and giving this fake relationship a shot would definitely make it harder for him to get over you in the future. He knew he was a massive idiot for willingly indulging in impending heartbreak, but he could always cross that bridge when he came to it.

“Okay,” he said, meeting your gaze. “I’m in.”

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eternalremorse · 3 months

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𝔀𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼,

𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱

𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓰𝓵𝓸𝔀

– butterflies rising

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x oc #sebastian sallow x evelyn damaris #evelyn damaris #slytherin x hufflepuff #hufflepuff x slytherin #slytherpuff #capture the unwritten

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#girl kissers!!!!!!#hogwarts legacy photo mode #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #evelyn caddel #poppy sweeting #poppy sweeting x f!mc #wlw #sapphic

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hollowwrites · 7 months

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Ominis x MC

Summary - I wanted to write something with cheeky, teasing Ominis and it quickly devolved into Ominis in love. I like the idea of these two being really mature and serious but when they’re together they’re just comfortable and silly.

50 house point to anyone who catches the Baldurs Gate reference

Warnings - None (Fluffy, comforting goodness)

Word Count - 3200

This was getting a tad ridiculous.

Ominis couldn’t really say much. He was the King of sleeping at all hours of the day and in a manner of different locations.

But this was starting to concern him.

On at least five occasions over the last month he had found Evelyn completely passed out. In the Common Room. In the Room of Requirement. On one occasion he’d almost tripped over her legs, splayed forward outside one of the Defence Against the Dark Arts Classrooms. Like she was on her way to the Undercroft but simply didn’t make it.

It seemed as well that himself and Sebastian took it in turns to find her, bringing her back to somewhere she could properly get some rest before she started all over again the next day.

See, as soon as Evelyn made her return to Hogwarts, the beginning of her sixth and arguably her first proper year there, she hadn’t stopped. Essays, Assignments, extra curricular activities, extra lessons. Anything the school had to offer Evelyn was in.

That was the only way she could see herself catching up to her fellow classmates.

What she failed to see was that she’d already surpassed so many of them in most of their lessons. Whilst simultaneously learning an entirely unknown field of magic alone and saving Hogwarts from certain doom.

Not bad for someone who didn’t know what a Quaffle was.

But it was that lack of common knowledge that kept her thinking she was below average. Kept her busy.

So when Ominis managed to catch her it was a miracle.

Wrangling her in was something else entirely. Usually he could tempt her into more studying and from there would simply distract her away from her studies until they both collapsed from exhaustion and too many bags of Honeydukes fudge.

They’d made a habit of reading in the tiny lobby of the Room of Requirement, tucked up on the sofa in front of the cosy crackling fire. A blanket over their legs and books in hand, they’d often spend any available free time holed up this way. Whether it was a shared blanket or separate, sat besides each other or at each others feet. Books firmly planted in their laps or, more often than not, precariously dangling from fingers when one of them nodded off.

That cosy warmth is what often coerced Evelyn to sleep after a long day of studying.

And because of that, Ominis had grown accustomed to the dull weight of her head on his person. Leaning on his thigh, or even his chest if they lay at a funny angle. Most commonly was his shoulder.

He paid it no mind. The soft thud of her head falling to his shoulder normally indicated it was time to relax, no longer needing to keep an ear out for her. She was right there.

Where she belonged.

This time is was the gentle hum of his wand that sent her off. The moment he had produced the novel he was engrossed in and the thrum of magic radiated from his wand as it dictated its words to him, her eyes grew heavy. It was often the case, like the soft low drone of his charm was associated with peace.

Although it wasn’t just her. They both found their comfort within each other.

For her, it was his wand and the way it hummed with potential magic. The almost velvety lapels of his robes. The subtle scent of bergamot and black tea.

For him, it was her hair. Yes, he enjoyed the delicate rose that fell around her like a halo, but it was her hair that sent shivers down his spine.

After long days studying, naps and spell practise, her normal prim and proper bun, piled high on her head, began to droop. Tiny hairs escaped it confounds and fell over her face. Of course he only knew of this from the flyaways caressing his cheek as she lay there. And he’d be lying if he said, the small annoyed puffs of air didn’t amuse him as she blew them away. But he much preferred removing those offending strands himself, allowing its soft, barely wavy locks to slip through his fingers like silk.

When she was awake, said act was accompanied by a heat rising in her cheeks, the like of which he could only feel when his fingers eventually dropped from her face. The minute change in her temperature and the way she would stutter out her thanks were pure joy for Ominis.

Whilst she was asleep, he didn’t get the gratitude. Just a disembodied mumble and her soft breath falling over his neck in slow sharp huffs. As though she knew he were there.

It was moments like those, in the quiet when it was just them, that he realised he had fallen for her.

He wasn’t entirely sure when he stopped craving her attention as a friend and started needing it as part of his daily life. Sebastian insists it was from the moment they’d met, teasing him endlessly about being jealous and wishing to court her.

Maybe he had been right.

It didn’t matter now.

She was his friend. An established friendship that he cherished and he hoped she did too. He wasn’t about to lose one of the only people he cared about because of…what? Love?

He would.

He definitely would.

He’d do anything for her.

But so would his family. And he couldn’t allow that.

Besides…how does one approach your best friend and tell them that you love them, whilst simultaneously not wishing to actually be with them for their own safety and due to your own families prejudices? There wasn’t exactly a step-by-step guide…even in the Restricted Section…

So…at least for now, he would enjoy these moments with her where he could pretend. Pretend that she reached for him in her sleep because she loved him too. Pretend that nothing outside of these four walls could harm them. Pretend that they could live that happy fantasy life they read about so often.

Happily ever after.

He didn’t feel the exact moment she began to stir in his lap, her head rolling to look up at him. He was too distracted by his own thoughts, his own imaginings. Too busy distracting himself with her.

There was no indication to Ominis just how long she lay awake for. Her breathing unchanged, movements slow and lethargic. But it was long enough for her to watch the tangle of his brows grow harder, the knot grow larger.

Then a long dainty digit poked his brow. Directly in the middle, where he could feel his frown becoming deeper and deeper. Dwelling on thoughts of what ifs and maybe’s.

That knot was willed away with a single prod of her finger.

“Moody” she grumbled, the familiar husk of her sleepy state melting away the last little bit of negativity in his head.

Gods…I’m so in love her

The thought scared him somewhat. The unknown possibilities, the hurt, the rejection. No, Ominis was very much a creature of habit. He could remain as he was rather contently…for now.

His ever growing smirk became impossible to hide behind the thin veil of annoyance he wore across his features. His lip twitched upward as he tried, and failed, to control his grin. Tutting, with faux exasperation, he shifted his focus down towards his lap.

“Tsk…You can’t just point it out and expect it to go away” he scolded. She’d heard him tell her off before. Most memorable being the unfortunate Undercroft incident. This was a far cry from those times.

“Sorry, it’s just…” she mumbled, still sounding half asleep. Then came another poke to his brow and he could no longer control the easy and airy laugh that left his lips “…I don’t like it when you’re brooding”

“I am not brooding” Ominis pouted upon hear that word. He’d heard himself described as that many times and he couldn’t quite understand why. It wasn’t his fault his face naturally settled into a frown. From what he understood about Evelyn’s visage, hers was much the same but no one called her broody.

“Besides…” he continued after hearing her playful giggle. He hated being called that but somehow when she said it, it wasn’t half as bad. “…if I was brooding, you can’t stop it by simply poking it away. You’ve tried enough times, I would have assumed you’d have understood that fact by now”

His smirk grew to a wide arrogant grin as he teased her. At some point, he wasn’t really aware of when, but his fingers made their way to ends of her hair. Twirling and twiddling the soft strands around his digits, delighting in the tiny morsels of information he gathered from it.

She had longish hair. Thick, far thicker than any he’d felt before. Like a heavy fog laying over his hands.

Her voice suddenly snapped him out of his reverie. A fast and sharp reminder he didn’t live in his fantasies where she was his.

“Then why are you smiling?” She turned her head in his lap to look at his features square on.

Yes, definitely a smile…

“I’m smiling….because you’re, you” he said simply and confidently, not realising it caused a fiery flush to blossom across her cheeks. He just smiled in that half aware, half vacant way that he did. Easy. “…It is still rather irritating though…”

“Anyway…” he continued on, unaware of the bashful way she looked up at him “What disturbed you? I was having such a peaceful evening until you woke up…” He teased, the familiar crinkle on his nose appearing as his smile grew wider.

“Oh…I had a very odd dream…” shortly after she spoke, her head pulled up and out of his lap, a vague sigh leaving her lips causing Ominis to raise a pointed brow.

“Everything okay?” He asked softly, tilting his head towards her, as he always did.

“Mmm…” she hummed, shaking her head as though trying to rid the memories within “…yes, just…dreamt that I was falling”

“Ah…” Ominis replied with a smirk tugging back at his lips. His wand returned to the pages of his book, resting on the cushion beside him “…do you know the old wives tale that if you hit the ground in your dreams, you supposedly die?”

Evelyn glared at the side of Ominis’ face with enough contempt it could burn through him. And he felt it, causing the smirk to widen on his face, a flash of teeth peaking through.

“Wonderful. I trust you’ll wake me before I perish then” she jabbed him softly in the ribs as a low chuckle left him.

“Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe I shall let you fall. That way I don’t have to clean drool from my robes every other day”

That struck a nerve.

She shot up in her seat, clambering onto the cushions to get a better look at where she had laid her head.

“I don’t drool!” She exclaimed as she padded around his thigh and knee.

“You most definitely do. I already got rid of it. I’ve become quite proficient at the Drying Charm since becoming your friend” he grinned, wide, teeth bared like a cat as he bathed in her annoyance.

“I do not drool”

“Dribble then. Call it what you will-“

“I don’t dribble either” she muttered, folding her arms over her chest and slumping against the backrest. The distinct little huff as she pouted only caused Ominis to laugh loudly.

“I suppose I should go back to the Dorms…” she groaned as she stretched upwards “…wouldn’t want to dampen your robes any more than I already have”

Oh…

“Wait…” Ominis exclaimed suddenly, feeling the weight of the cushions beneath him shift as she rose from their seat. He quickly grabbed for her, aiming for her upper arm or forearm, but timed it too late and caught her palm perfectly. His long fingers slid over hers as he grasped for her, neither pulling her down nor standing himself. Just keeping her there, whilst his brain racked for an excuse.

“Is everything okay?” Evelyn asked inquisitively, the concern for his sudden shift in behaviour bled quite heavily into her tone.

“Everything’s fine…I just want to talk to you”

“Okay…” he relaxed once more when he felt her return to her position next to him “…What about?”

“I…”

Gods damn it…

“…I don’t have a topic in mind…” he scrambled. though you would never know. His voice, as always carried him with confidence, no stammering or stuttering. If it weren’t for the slight upturn of his brows…one would never suspect anything was wrong.

“You’ve been difficult to tie down as of late…” he continued “…I’ve missed you, missed your voice. I’d…just like to hear you speak”

“Okay…” she says softly, shuffling closer and leaning back into his arm. And the sigh that left him upon her acceptance was…heavy. As though he had just gotten in from a long day shopping around Londons markets, feet aching and awaiting a warm cup of tea. “Where to start…” she murmured to herself, hearing the slight tap of fingers as they drummed against her cheek in contemplation .

“Oh! Well…I read this book recently……”

This was perfect.

Ominis couldn’t imagine a better way to spend an evening. The slow crackle and pop of the fire wood. The soft cushioned nest he sat in. The gentle yet excitable tone in which she spoke.

All of it was so…comforting.

So homely.

He was home.

And as she continued, prattling on about this novel, he listened. Intently. Didn’t interject. Didn’t interrupt. Just listened. Hung up on every single word that passed by her lips.

It was a romance. And though he never expected her to enjoy those sorts of stories, he liked that she was so passionate about them. The cliches, the cringy dialogue, the overused tropes. She babbled on about them all. Though he could tell by the way she stumbled and over explained every tiny detail that she was embarrassed for liking them. Every sentence came with a justification tacked onto the end, as though it needed it.

Those words on those pages made her happy.

Therefore Ominis was happy.

Mainly for the manner in which she spoke.

He knew she talked with her hands. A visual mannarism of hers he never usually got to experience. But as she leaned into his arm, reluctant to let him move, the small twitches of her fingers and sway of her hands, accurately conveyed what she was saying. It was nice to witness her passion bubbling forward in another way.

And her laugh. Gods…

If the sound alone wasn’t enough to cause him to fall for her, her movements were. The way she leaned into him as she threw her head back. The vibrations of mirth sweeping through her whole being shifting the robes between them like kindling. He had to stop himself chuckling along with her from fear she assumed he was laughing at her. But her laughter was infectious, his willpower working overtime to not catch her bug.

It was like she was made for him. The way she laughed with her whole body. Gestured wildly with her hands, a flurry of excitement and joy or frustration and anger. Audibly thought through things, with little hums and ‘erm’s and ‘What to do’s.

She showed him, in her own way, everything he couldn’t see.

“…honestly-”

Her tone picked up. No longer the lull of softness as she explained characters, plot twists, plot holes, everything.

“-I didn’t think I’d enjoy the book. It’s rather cliche and not very well written but…I finished it in one night. I just couldn’t stop. That probably isn’t helping, me falling asleep around the castle…”

Evelyn pulled herself up and turned her head towards Ominis, finally finishing her mad rant about the silly little book she loved. His eyes were closed, head resting against the cushions, and a wistful smile on his lips.

“Ominis? Are you alright?” She whispered meekly, worried she’d knocked him out with her boring lecture.

But he simply smiled wider and opened his eyes, the glassy blue orbs settling over the fire. “I’m fine, I’m just…enjoying your company.”

Though his focus never wandered from her, or her words, he slowly shifted his gaze back towards her. He let out a relaxed sigh and sank further into the cushions, listening intently to the steady slow thump of her heart, the gentle breathes that sound more like tiny sighs.

“I’ve missed you. Missed your voice…I know I’ve already said that but…listening to you just then really emphasised it”

He was met with a simple scoff, a force of air that sounded just annoyed enough for Ominis to worry.

“You’ve finally gone mad...” She declared, her tone indicating amusement. So why the scoff? “…my voice is shrill. At best”

“I’ll admit when we first met…” Ominis started, unable to stop himself from teasing her just a little. “…I thought you were somehow half human, half mandrake but-“

Smack

“Hey!” She whined playfully smacking his arm, his smug chuckle making her own smile widen. She’d known him for a little over a year now and this was the most she’d ever seen him smile.

“BUT…” he said defensively, throwing his arms up in surrender “…I’ve since learned to love it. It’s comforting. Like listening to music.”

“Well…thank you” she said sweetly, unconsciously proving his point with her soft and gentle tone.

“I know you said that book was terribly written but I wouldn’t mind giving it a read. Do you still have it?”

“The Magister and his Mistress?” She asks inquisitively with a curious tilt to her head “Well well well, Mr Gaunt. I would never have took you for a Hopeless Romantic”

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he chuckled at the name.

“There is more to me than the Dark Arts and Curses”

He could hear her rummaging around, presumably in her bag or robes pockets, until her fingers wrapped around his wrist, guiding him towards a freshly bound book. The smell of its paper sent a shiver down Ominis’ spine. There was nothing better than the smell of books.

As he took it from her hands, their finger brushed against each other, delicate and deliberate. Neither flinched nor pulled away but that was expected.

They already pushed the boundaries of what was considered okay for ‘friends’. Especially for the normally standoffish Heir of Slytherin. Within a week of them knowing each other they walked arm in arm around Hogsmeade and the castle. So this casual and accidental caress most likely meant nothing. And he shouldn’t read into it.

“Thank you…” he murmured, taking the book and pushing down any thoughts that she may feel the same.

There was no point.

They couldn’t be together anyway so why bother torturing himself over it?

Her sudden yawn caught his attention once again and he turned back to her, a soft smirk pulling at his lips.

“Tired already?” He asks impishly

“I’m always tired”

“Perhaps we should get you back to the dorms. Have you sleep in a bed…for once”

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libellule-ao3 · 1 year

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Welcome!

I'm a reader and writer of fanfiction, active since 2020 on AO3 [➡️ Libellule-Sulfureuse]. I'm used to commenting on all the fanfic I read, which probably explains why I don't read much. 😅

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✅️ | Obsession | 🔞🔥 | Dark!Dominis/You-F!Reader | 20,800 words

After Hogwarts, Ominis Gaunt embarks on a journey of introspection to gain perspective on his life. Haunted by your promise, which he ignored at the time, he returns to London a year later and discovers your new intimacy with Sebastian. No matter! For Ominis, you must honour the promise he never asked of you. Whether you like it or not.

☆ Lullaby for Cursed Seeds | 🔞🔥 | ⚠️🤜 | Ominis Gaunt/Evelyne Lavandin (#EVINIS)

Ominis Gaunt, the pure-blood wizard, struggles to thrive in the stifling shadow of his family manor. A prisoner of a heritage he rejects.

Evelyne Lavandin, on the other hand, is a precocious Muggle-born witch who has been uprooted since people greedy for power and money tore her away from her family.

Two characters and two solitudes separated by everything. And yet, who still believes that encounters are the fruit of chance?

✅️ | Wild Surrender | 🔞🔥| Sebastian/You + Garreth/you) | 3,400 words

Sebastian doesn't want you! And although he has kissed you passionately in what he calls a moment of weakness, he never misses an opportunity to remind you of it. For Garreth, this rejection is too ostentatious to be sincere and he decides to help you force Sebastian to reveal himself.

✅️ | The Snake's Duality |🔞| ⚠️🤜 | Dark!Seb /Ominis, ambiguous relationship | 2,050 words

Sebastian has just been released from Azkaban after more than three years in prison. 1 223 days to be exact. His first instinct is to find Ominis, whose weekly letters rekinkled in extremis his desire to live, drained by the dementors, and he realise that a shadow reeking of malevolence is following him like a shadow.

✅️| Veins of time | Leila Sae-OFC & Evelyne Lavandin-OFC (Written for the Secret Magic Santa 2023)| 2,147 words

Leila Sae receives a diary to fill in for posterity. This raises a few questions.

✅️ | Late Bloom | Mirabel Garlick/OFC | 1,060 words

After the shared night with Viviane, Mirabel reflects on the path that led them to this intimate moment, anticipating the challenges of their future together.

✅️ | In the Shadow of Midnight Confessions for silverxstardust |Sebastian/You | 3,400 words

When Sebastian met you in the Slytherin common room, you didn't expect to receive such a confession. Nevertheless, it explains a lot.

✅️ | Lonely Pleasure |🔞🔥| Ominis/you | 600 words

✅️ | Sex under the coat | 🔞🔥| Ominis/Evelyne | 850 words

✅️ | In the Shadow of the Lost Time for Tamayula💛 | M | Dad!Sebastian/Sakurako (MC) | 8000 words

Devastated by the loss of his wife Sakurako, Sebastian falls into despair and obsession. Torn between his duty as a father and his quest for escape, he seeks solace through questionable means.

✅️ | Himitsu no Shibari for Annarielmidori 💚| 🔞🔥| Ominis/You-F!reader | 4 100 words

In feudal Japan, where duty reigns supreme, you find yourself trapped in an arranged marriage with a ruthless daimyo. However, you unexpectedly discover solace in the arms of your brother-in-law, Ominis.

☆ In Mrs Gaunt's Nightgown | 🔞🔥|Ominis Gaunt/You-F!Reader

Like all young women, your friend Adelia dreamed of a loving union.But like most pure-blooded witches, she found herself trapped in an arranged marriage. However, she sees a clause in her marriage contract that offers her a way out... and you are the key.

HC: Ominis' wand + Sebastian's wand

HC: Some Hogwarts Legacy characters & their MBTI types

HC: Ominis Gaunt/NSFW Alphabet | M |

HC: Ominis, his eyes and his experience as a blind wizard

HC: Dark!Ominis/NSFW Alphabet

Meet: Evelyne Lavandin (OFC- Hogwarts Legacy)

Jae Kim's bets |🔞 🔥| ⚠️🤜| Jae Kim/Annie Thorn | 59,109 words

When Jacob's sister makes a stupid bet to motivate him during the chore of washing dishes imposed by Pitts, she has no idea what she's getting into. Indeed, Jae Kim is a particularly mischievous boy, with much naughtier aims than she imagined. Will their little games strengthen their friendship, destroy it or lead to a romantic relationship?

Life Links | T | Second war against Voldemort from the POV of the hphm characters |

The members of the Circle of Khanna, an underground student organisation dedicated to bringing justice to their murdered comrade, have grown up. Since graduating, some of them have never left each other's side, while others never thought they would see each other again. Yet as the final battle against Voldemort looms, only one question remains. How will the links forged yesterday influence the battle of Hogwarts?

✅️ | Are flowers counted? |Jae Kim&Annie Thorn | 1,000 words

For the first time in 100 years, Phyllida's Flutterby bushes will bloom at Hogwarts. This is an exceptional event which, by chance of the calendar, falls on Valentine's Day.

✅️ | Skating Lesson | Jae Kim&Annie Thorn | 1,000 words

A lesson in skating turns out to be much more instructive and valuable than expected.

✅️ | Broken Promise | Jacob&Annie&Peregrine | 3,897 words

Jacob suffers from his father's absence and tries to spare his little sister the same grief.

✅️ | Little Sheninagans for Eternalchocolaterain 💙| T | Merula Snyde/Quinn Lee) => [on Tumblr] 1,060 words

Gossip about her relationship with Quinn is getting on Merula's nerves, and she's determined to divert attention from the rabble.

Meet Annie Thorn (MC) & Jacob Thorn

✅️ | From Monster to Brother | ⚠️🤜 | Gaara & Temari & Kankurō & Baki | 13 690 words

Fanfiction about how Gaara reconnected with Temari and Kankurō after the Konoha Crush.

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