#it is indeed a day late for me but in my defence I've been really busy

[kayatoastkkat]

it's time to announce…I have DTIYS NOW!!!

celebrating reaching the 100 followers milestone on Tumblr, I thank each and every one of you and wish you all a thousand good thoughts and my thanks it's also long overdue but shh shh it's here nnow

also happy late valentine's day ig

drawing without text and references are all below the cut!

here's the art without the text in case you wanted a clearer look:

For refs of Lanyon and Jekyll, go to this post, though I would say it's only going to work for Jekyll and maybe Lanyon's lower half because the coat I gave him covered everything

For the reference of the Boiling Isles background, this is the one I used, it's from the show itself in ep1 but without the characters

I don't encourage using it as your final piece though, I like to think the amazing artists who do participate are above that.

And with that, I take my final bow to you who made it to the end here. It's all thanks to this site that I started having a real and burning passion for art, the motivation to keep drawing and improving and being inspired by all of you. I thank you, and hope you will have fun drawing this <3

[the-kcm-muggleborn]

Kind For You

Fandom: Hogwarts Legacy

O/C: Sebastian Sallow x Edwart Thompson x Ominis Gaunt ✨️platonic✨️ (My OC)

Warnings: slight mention of abuse

word count: <2k

Chapter 2

Part 6

The days passed as Professor Fig has yet to return. Edward was busy with school work until he got a sudden letter from Sebastian asking him to meet him near the Defence Against The Dark Arts classroom… in the middle of the night.

“Sebastian- It's been a while.” Edwart greeted.

“It has. Glad you received my owl. I've got something to show you.” He smiled grandly.

“I remember you’ve mentioned not having a place to practise spells well I come to the rescue. There’s a secret passage just through here.”

Edwart was surprised by Sebastian’s sudden help offer so he just followed him without a word.

“Here it is.” He said, “You just have to touch here, with the tip of your wand.” Then the wardrobe they were standing in front of, opened and they entered into a small corridor as the doors closed behind them a metal gate lifted upwards before them and it uncovered a ginormous, stone room the size of a great hall. The room was full of crates, barrels and candles that warmed up the place. There were also 2 brown couches and an armchair with a coffee table. It looked really dusted but Edwart was speechless. Finally he spoke.

“How did you find this place?”

“Ominis found it, not me. He named it Undercroft. We used to play Gobstones here all the time - with my sister Anne.”

Sebastian suddenly stopped with a small sad smile. “She loved that infernal game. What I wouldn't give to lose to her again -”

Sebastian continued changing his tone to a more serious one.

“I should tell you: I swore to Ominis I would safeguard this place so please keep this between us. He never confides in anyone - but he's trusted me since the day we met. I wouldn't want to jeopardise that. Mention this to no one, especially Ominis. He has no love lost for his family or their secrets, but this place is special to him.”

“If you don't want to jeopardise your friendship, why did you lead me here without telling Ominis? Why do, all this hiding behind him?”

“Because as I’ve said he doesn't trust easily and you need a proper place to study since I consider you my friend I thought it would be appropriate.”

Edwart was caught off guard with those sudden words from Sebastian. As much as he was uncomfortable with such affection he hasn't felt in years he decided to finally be honest with Sebastian. “Thank you Sebastian, I appreciate everything you’ve done for me and since you have proven, you are indeed trustworthy. It’s time I answer some of your questions, I know you have many…”

Sebastian was left with a shocked expression so Edwart used this to his advantage and finished his sentence. “...But not questions regarding Professor Fig and what we have been doing. As I've said before, I will tell you when everything is sorted.”

“Understood.” Sebastian answered with a small smile. “Where did you grow up?”

“I grew up around the Welsh coast with my parents, which yes I have met them. They owned a small farm with horses.”

Sebastian didn't look angry, not even annoyed at the lie Edwart had told him the first day, instead he kept asking. “Why were you admitted to Hogwarts late?” He asked curiously

“It has something to do with this magic you saw me using against that troll in Hogsmeade if not that I think I might be what is called a ‘late bloomer’.”

“How old were you when your parents died?” Sebastian asked carefully.

Edwart swallowed thickly and answered: “14.”

Sebastian kept asking more comfortable and less uncomfortable questions until he decided that was enough and asked one last big one:

“What was in that letter you got some time ago that brought you into such a distressed state?”

Edwart clearly didn't expect this one and took a minute to decide how he should answer that.

“You don't have to tell me if you-”Sebastian started but was interrupted.

“No no. It's alright I said any questions not regarding Professor Fig. It’s okay.”

Edwart took a deep breath and started speaking again. “I remember seeing those red envelopes around the school screaming at students..?”

“Howlers.” Sebastian answered

“So I got what could be called a muggle howler. It wasn't screaming but the content of the letter was quite close to what could be heard in the corridors. I got a letter from my guardian telling me that because of my recent activities and getting into trouble they will be taking away some of my privileges back home when I return in summer.”

“Privileges?” Sebastian asked confusedly.

“I live in an Orphanage in London. It's more of a place to contain poor kids until they are grown enough to leave on their own. The idea itself is poor, there are rules that need to be followed otherwise they cut your privileges like warm water or even food. They never have enough anyway so when a child is misbehaving they just lower whatever can be lowered. This is what they just informed me of in that letter.”

Sebastian was left choked with disbelief. “They can't do that!”

“Yes they can. Either way, yes, I was distraught when I first got the letter. But now I am just grateful to be in Hogwarts at all. Mrs. Robinson, my guardian, almost didn't let me go to Hogwarts but thankfully Professor Fig convinced her. He had promised to help me if I ever got in trouble which I did but he was not here to get me out of this one so there are some consequences in the summer I am going to have to face. Don't worry about it though.”

Sebastian didn't ask anymore questions; he was so shocked with the cruelty of muggle culture even though Edwart tried calming him down that it’s not a big deal.

“So they can just mistreat you like this and it’s okay?” Sebastian asked with bitterness.

“I’m sorry Sebastian but that’s just the reality of living. You have no guardian, you go to a muggle orphanage. That’s the way it goes. Anyway...” Edwart tried changing the subject a little bit. “You mentioned Ominis having ‘no love lost’ for his family? What did you mean by that?”

“Someone in his family knew about this place. The Gaunts are full of secrets. His father's family are direct descendants of Salazar Slytherin -one of the four founders of Hogwarts. Obsessed with blood status, most of them. Ominis cannot abide them -as he'll be the first to tell you. It’s no secret.”

“What's a ‘blood status’?” Edwart asked, confused.

“Oh it’s quite simple, it's the status of your parents. Pure-blood means that both parents, if not generations, are wizard-borns. Half-Blood means one of the parents is a muggle. And Muggleborn is… well you are aware.”

“Why is it so much cared for?”

“Some families think that just because someone has a parent or parents who are muggles they are not as magically talented as someone who has both wizard parents. As if their blood is stained, not ‘pure’ so to say.”

Edwart was left speechless at that new information about magical society he just learned. Edwart was left uneasy, he never felt insecure about him not being good enough through his parents status.

Sebastian continued speaking. “Anyway. The Undercroft has been a perfect place to sneak off to. Away from prying eyes and even practise otherwise forbidden spells.”

“What kind of spells?” Edwart asked unsure

“Like the blasting curse.” Sebastian answered excitedly “Professors say it's not an appropriate spell to teach students. A spellike Confringo is only truly dangerous in untrained hands. Such spells should be properly taught. not banned.”

“If it's a fire spell there is no point in not teaching it. They teach us Incendio.” Edwart replied thoughtfully.

“Both have their uses, but I think you'll find that a Confringo cast travels a bit farther than that of a spellike incendio. but I can teach it to you safely here.” Sebastian said with enthusiasm. “Mimic my wand movement. The incantation is Confringo... Stick to the targets though best to keep the Undercroft intact... Have a go at those candelabras.”

Edwart tried a few times before a fast fire swish came out of his wand.

“Nice work! How's it feel?” Sebastian praised.

“It's a tad hot” With that Edwart loosened his tie and unbuttoned his vest. When he looked towards Sebastian, he was staring at him with a bit of redness to his cheeks but Undercroft was dark enough to not see clearly so Edwart dismissed that thought.

“To be honest.” Sebastian finally spoke with a dry voice “I’m admittedly partial to more fiery forms of magic. The first time Ominis and I practised Confringo, we singed our eyebrows.”

Edwart looked at him with a shocked face and he laughed genuinely “The blast does heat things up. I see how you lost your eyebrows.” He continued laughing.

“I swore we'd never live it down. To this day, there's something about that spell that's addictive. Anne, Ominis and I used to practise down here for hours. The Undercroft was our retreat. Ah…” Sebastian exhaled with a hint of sadness.

Edwart matched his tone “I'm really sorry about your sister. If there's… anything I can help you with.”

“Perhaps when I next head to Feldcroft, you could come along. Meet Anne. She could use some cheering up.” Sebastian said with sparks in his eyes.

“Are you sure? I wouldn't want to impose.”

“Meeting a new student will be precisely what she needs. Don’t make me beg.”

Edwart scoffed with a laugh. “Alright then. Send me an owl. Maybe we could fly together. I'd like to get some practice in.”

“Brilliant. I'll let you know when I will be heading there. You go right ahead. I want to spend a minute alone here.”

“Alright. See you later.” Edwart said and with That he stepped out of the Undercroft.

“Hello Sebastian… Wait You there! I can hear you!” A sudden voice interrupted Edwart's sly and quiet exit. Ominis was standing right in front of him.

“Shit. What now?” Edwart thought.

Ominis sounded angry. “Well? Identify yourself! I know you're not Sebastian!”

“Hello Ominis.” Edwart finally spoke, unsure what to do.

“Edwart? What are you doing here! Did you just come from the Undercroft? How did you get in there?”

“Actually, Sebastian brought me there. But he made it perfectly clear to keep quiet about it. I-” Edwart tried to explain but Ominis interrupted him.

“That rat! Ominis exclaimed. “You breathe a word about this place to anyone and not even your precious Professor Fig will be able to help you. My father is friends with the Headmaster and l'm not afraid to exploit that connection if I need to.”

“My ‘precious’ Professor?” Edwart couldn’t believe Ominis would speak to him this way after Edwart opened up to him about his past, about how much Professor Fig meant to him. Edwart felt uneasy and ashamed he let his guard down. “You needn't threaten me, I'm not going to say anything about your ‘Undercroft’.”

“Why should I trust you? You’ve just betrayed Sebastian.”

Edwart laughed humourlessly “Please I was trying to defend him. He was clear that this was a secret place and I was to tell no one. He's a good friend.”

“Don't laugh at me. And I don't need you to tell me about my oldest friend. thank you very much.”

Edwart, now annoyed with Ominis sudden behaviour replied “You're being ridiculous Ominis! I just meant-”

“I know what you meant. Sebastian gets himself in enough trouble. He doesn't need your help.”

Edwart finally lost all his patience with Ominis's threats, he walked away from the situation muttering bloody hell under his nose. As he heard Ominis say one last time.

“Sebastian’s going to hear an earful about this.”

Ed looked one last time at the door of now closing Undercroft. He should've never open up to anyone. Now both of them probably having a chuckle of how stupid he was. Even though he didn't want to admit it he felt ashamed and hurt.

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<Part 5 /// Part 7>

MASTERLIST

Thank you so much for reading Part 6. Undercroft! Secrets! Answers! and Some angry Ominis :<. And a little interesting look from Sebby. More Edwart's past and more to come! As I've mentioned before I'm making the pictures darker at night to make it more realistic. Thanks for reading this part.

[iwritethat]

Wally West: One

A/N: This was a detour from what I was doing. Oops.

Warnings: None

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"M'gann?"

"Yes."

"The cute alien chic?" You thought of the girl, clarifying it was indeed the correct one.

"Yes."

"And you're sure this one is the one because you said that 3 girls ago."

"Yes... I mean no, I don’t know - look can you please help me (Y/n)." Wally playfully pleaded with you like he’d done on multiple occaisions prior to this and you could only shrug in defeat.

"Sure but my conditions remain the same."

"I know, no bragging, pizza on me, you pick the film for the next 3 weeks."

"And?" You mockingly coaxed, knowing how much the next particular demand pained him which was evident in his deadpan but reluctant tone.

"And no mocking your dates."

"Good."

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The following day you’d stategically accompanied Kid Flash on a visit to Mount Justice, the sight of you two together was no surprise to Robin, Aqualad nor Speedy though the remainder were intrigued by the mysterious stranger so Wally proudly made introductions.

"Hey M'gann, Conner, this is (Y/n)."

"Ah, this is who you love so much to talk about!" The Martian beamed grasping your hands as you shot a glare to a flustered Wally, the guy sheepishly running a hand through his strands.

"Is this your... girlfriend?" Superboy casually inquired after thinking of the correct terminology, yet again leaving you to wonder what your friend has been saying about you in your absence - also considering the implication this’d have on your scheme.

"No! Definitely not! I'm totally single, just because I've told you about (Y/n) doesn't mean we're dating. We're not dating by the way." Wally briskly recovered, blush fading as he emphasised his point specifically for the sake of M'gann.

"Nice to meet you both. Ah Kaldur!" You lit up once seeing the Atlantean, immediately embracing his form just as he did to you in hopes of catching up with him.

"It's been a while (Y/n), you look well."

"(Y/n) is here? Looking as lovely as ever, surprised you're still hanging with Wally though, you're way out of his league." Robin proudly joked as he walked toward you, genuinely happy to see you again and a girl called Artemis agreed with him despite only recently learning your name - supposedly teasing Wally was a commodity amount the Team.

"I'm here for training, Canary said she'd activated the sparring platform so I wanted to test it." With a content shrug you set your plan in motion, gesturing over to the designated area as indication.

Now you were very well trained, the team knew that so it wasn't a surprise when every single member landed with a 'FAIL' until Wally challenged your winning streak. You went two rounds, the first you played to his strengths allowing him to take you down with his speed and received the only 'PASS' of the day. M'gann cheered, flying over with questions and compliments whilst you comfortably sat up and proudly watched Wally bask in the desired attention. Meanwhile got to your feet, brushing yourself only to be met with a smirking Robin beside your figure.

"I know what you're doing and you are good at it, but I don't think it's gonna work."

"Does it ever work with Wally? He's never met a girl he's really caught deep feelings for but I'm only in it for the free food he's promised me." Came your knowing reply, softly smirking at Robin who seemed to disagree but accepted your justification nonetheless.

"There is one y'know..."

"Hey (Y/n) ready to get your ass whooped by the best there is? Fastest kid alive babe." The speedster smugly gained your deadly gaze, his boasting violating the agreement you’d struck less than 24 hours ago and thus not giving you a chance for Robin to elaborate like you’d wished.

This time you would not allow him a victory, like the others you took him out with a mischievous smile and then crouched over his waist whilst he leaned up on his elbows to meet you.

"No. Bragging." You raised a brow, tilting his chin towards you as you punctuated each word as a reminder before heading out. Although your plan had still succeeded to a degree, you walked backwards finding the Martian kneeling down to your friend inquiring about his condition as you winked at him - Wally seemingly impressed with your antics, as he usually was whenever he roped you into these scenarios.

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You retained your attentive skills, even talking him up to M'gann but it became painfully obvious that her romantic affections were reserved for a certain clone which left you disappointed albeit pleased for her. Now, you had to break the news to Wally - you'd considered such measures while sitting against the wall in one of the Mountains many hallways bouncing a ball off of the other side as a form of contemplation.

Soon enough your felt a familiar comforting presence beside you, catching the ball and initiating a harmless game between the two of you.

"What's on your mind?" Wally knew you incredibly well, narrowing down I even the smallest quirks and he'd use that to his advantage.

"Nothing, but I'm afraid you might have to give up on M'gann."

"I know. Supes right?" He didn't seemed phased by your sympathetic disclosure, which surprised you slightly due to how long he’d spent gushing over the girl.

"Yeah, sorry West."

"It's alright. Thanks for trying, I'll still get you that pizza."

"But I didn't...?" His response was unexpected, leaving you somewhat speechless but he soon continued with conversation before you could finish, no evidence of heartbreak to be seen.

"That Dan guy you went out with? (Y/n) c'mon you're stunning, and he didn't even offer to pay the full check at the coffee shop. You deserve so much better, his flirting game was awful too." Wally reminisced on the details you’d cruelly given knowing he wouldn’t able to comment due to you deal, although such a thing was now void and you’d regretted that decision. Yet part of you enjoyed his mocking support.

"So I get the pizza but have to suffer your judgements for not getting you a date? I'm sure you have something to say about Jackson too." You threw your head back with an exaggerated sigh, Wally laughing as he replied.

"Don't get me started..."

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How unaffected Wally seemed about the let down still puzzled you, although you believed something else must've attained his focus - not that you had any indication of what it was as you sat flicking through the channels.

"So... there's another girl." There it is.

"Dude, are you kidding me? Give yourself a month at least."

"No this one is the one, I know it." His tone was oddly confident compared to his usual dilemmas regarding that topic which automatically gained your full attention.

"Uh Huh. And when did you meet her? Love at first sight or whatever?"

"I've known her longer than a few days give me some credit here. But it wasn't at first sight, I didn't even notice it was happening or rather happened..." Wally's point was certainly more realistic in comparison and he was being truthful - again, maybe this peculiar circumstance held promise.

"You know my terms an-" You simply shrugged, assuming he wanted your assistance once more which dulled your growing investment slightly.

"No, not for this one."

"Hot damn, this woman must be special. Tell me everything!" That decision shocked you and it was evident in your tone, you excitedly encouraged him to indulge your lowkey interrogation since he never turned down your assistance.

"Yes she definitely is, but I don't know what to do for her y'know?"

"Romantic restaurant? Roses? Tell her over a romantic dinner." You listed things instantly, barely stopping for a breather.

"Would you want all that though?" Wally considered your ideas, furrowing his brows before he asked his question even if his posture radiated nervousness despite the confident facade he’d attempted to convey.

"Hah, no way! Honestly I'd love a chill night in, order a take out, put on a good series and just enjoy each other's company. I mean roses are nice too but I want to know my date likes me enough to relax and be themselves - you can't really do that in a fancy restaurant. Anyway, you should probably find out what this girl likes first." You simply smiled, giving him an honest opinion and advice for you felt he'd finally found someone more than just a crush to him.

"I guess..."

It was silent for a moment until familiar words echoed in your mind 'There is one y'know...' and instantly you stood up with your realisation.

"I know who it is!"

"What?! How?!" Wally snapped to with concern evident in his expression like a deer in headlights, unbeknownst to you why that was but he too halted in his tracks.

"Dick told me, I don't believe it Wally - it's great!" Now you had Artemis in your head, they'd hated one another at first so it certainly made sense that he'd grown to like her. They'd also kissed at New Years Eve or so you'd heard.

"Robin told you I liked you?! Are you kidding? He only knows because I thought he had a crush on you." That answer caught you off guard, practically disintegrating your ability to form a coherent sentence or even think straight due to the abruptness of it.

"Wait me? I didn't, um, I can't, since when? All the times I've been helping you with girls I... I..."

"Wait you didn't know? Okay stay there, I'm doing this again!" Wally held his hands out in defence, soon disappearing leaving you standing alone with your thoughts. A dangerous thing really.

Did you even have feelings for him? Quite possibly, that would explain why you occasionally compared dates to him and why you were always so willing to help him find his happiness but surely you wouldn't have suppressed them? It was so confusing.

Within a minute he appeared before you, a single red rose in hand and sheepish smile.

"I'm late I know that but there's no pressure for you. This is not how I expected you to find out, I aimed to flirt with you and only you before making a move so it wasn't thrown on you so suddenly but here we are. Guess I'm not great with girls without you."

With a mischievous grin, you pulled him close by his red hoodie and gently met his lips with your own and you couldn't deny how right it felt - an action you’d hope would quell the warring emotions. You pulled apart, his arms wrapped around your waist and yours on his shoulders.

"You're actually quite adequate, I'm just as surprised as you are."

"Oh you're hilarious." He matched your witty sarcasm, but still you find his happiness intoxicating.

"Can we, um could we take things slow? I know that's ironic to ask the fastest kid alive but please."

"I'd slow down for you, I want to take my time in every moment I get so it won't be a problem (Y/n). I promise." Despite the trace of concern in your voice, Wally was reassuring and sincere with his words so you both felt comfortable in whatever situation you'd crafted.

"So, I assume you won't be mocking my dates anymore."

"I think every date you'll have from now on is gonna be too great for me judge. Ah too bad, I know how much you loved me doing that." The speedster playfully responded with a knowingly satisfied smirk to which you threw him an 'are you serious?' expression.

Later, as you both sat comfortably on Wallys' bed eating pizza whilst a film played in the background, you received simultaneous texts from none other than Dick Grayson - his smugness translated even in a message.

[Dickiebird: Told you so.]