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Tagged by: @fizzing-whizz-bee 💛🖤

Last Song: “Insane�� by Black Gryph0n and Baasik

Favorite Color: Purple

Last Book: “Unholy Terrors” by Lyndall Clipstone

Last Movie: Some obscure Mickey Mouse cartoon my husband put on (I think)

Last TV Show: Great British Bake-Off

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: Savoury

Relationship Status: Married to my person

Last Google: the author’s last name for the book I last read

Looking Forward To: my stepdaughter coming to visit us soon

Tagging: anyone who wants to give this a go

10 people I’d like to get to know better

thank you for the tag @thecreelhouse!!!

last song: “touch my light” - big mountain (i have listened to it too many times today, i blame it on the sun finally shining)

fav color: olive green and chocolate brown (my fav combo tbh), but also terracotta

last book: been working on finishing it for months now but thirst by marina yuszczuk

last movie: definitely, maybe

last tv show: season 2 of interview with a vampire 😭

sweet/savory/spicy: sweet and savory all day every day

relationship status: in love 😌

last google: tuna broth for cats

looking forward to: getting brunch with my family next weekend!

no pressure tags: @londonfog-chan @lis-likes-fics @keeryhours @littlexdeaths @strangerstilinski @songbirdmunson @frombeyondthegravez @theold-ultraviolence @punkrockmlchael and whoever else wants to join!

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Happy anniversary to Hogwarts Legacy and thanks for creating who is my favorite character✨🐍

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WIP Auror omi from a fanfiction by @sallowskeeper

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Some steps I made in my poppy art

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Sweet Poppy 🫶

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how to scare a goody two-shoes ravenclaw 👵🏻

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reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a kiss on the forehead and a hug to let them know they did a good job today

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Sweet little Ominis painting I just did (:

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Let's appreciate the Appearance feature in Hogwarts Legacy for once.

Inspired by a skit by ProZD on Youtube:

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Ominis Gaunt as Your Husband ♡

the first word that comes to my mind is admiration. it shows in everything he does

his presents are always so thoughtful, deeply personal, he really knows you well, and remembers the tiniest things

his usually guarded demeanour visibly softens when you’re near

insists on cooking for you whenever he can (male wife material!!)

every night before you sleep, he whispers, “I love you.” without fail (even if he's angry at you)

whether it’s holding your hand or offering his arm, he wants you close whenever you go out. it never changes

but truth be told- if he could, he’d spend every second cozied up with you at home

I know it may sound simple, but it’s the truth: Ominis finds joy in the little things you do together at home. after a difficult childhood, the peace you two create is everything he’s ever craved

so he likes your little routines, your morning tea, washing dishes together, reading books before going to sleep....

knows every curve and contour of you by heart

most people have only seen Ominis laugh when you’re around, as if his joy is reserved for you

when he introduces you as his wife, there’s a faint smile that lingers on his lips and makes something inside you flutter - every single time

late at night, you share quiet talks ranging from pure philosophy to “what should we have for dinner tomorrow?”

your shoelace is untied? he’s already kneeling to fix it before you notice, his touch gentle yet firm

when the world feels chaotic, his calm presence steadies you

always lets you choose his cologne, loving the way you lean in and smile when you catch the scent on him.

while you take the spotlight, Ominis thrives in your shadow, a steady presence at your side

in public, his quiet confidence complements your brilliance. Where you shine, he grounds; where you lead, he supports—effortlessly balanced

gives you the sweetest pecks when no one is looking :')

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

 you can find more of my works about ominis ♡here♡

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Special thanks to @fizzing-whizz-bee for this one 🤣

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🍂 Cozy Theo 🍂

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In an attempt to make the boys eat their words in questioning his undisclosed culinary talents in the kitchen, Theo took on the task of bringing the stuffing. Thank Merlin, Draco brought the wine…because if he has to sit through one more of Mattheo’s innuendos about it being “Good to know Notty boy is good at stuffing in more ways than one…”🍲🍂🍽️

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Taking a seat at the head of the table this week, it’s only appropriate that Tom carves the turkey for Friendsgiving Dinner. He may be all smiles now, but if Mattheo throws one more roll across the table….

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In potions:

Sebastian: Bollux

MC: Hm?

Sebastian: Knicked my finger.

MC: Aw, here, I’ll kiss it better.

Sebastian: …

-Later-

Sebastian, storming into the undercroft: Ominis, I need you to punch me in the mouth.

Ominis, snapping his textbook shut and already rolling back his sleeve: Absolutely.

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"Red" - Legacy Lounge Writing Prompt

Below the cut is my short blurb from a story I'm writing that fits in with the writing prompt "Red" on the Legacy Lounge server. Enjoy!

TW: death, grief, rage, injuries

                Elodie was hovering over Hermione’s unconscious form, her wand ready to fend off any Death Eaters who might try to come finish off her defenseless friend. Her thigh had a slightly bleeding gash on it from a Death Eater’s well-aimed Diffindo spell from earlier and she kept a hand over the spot. She heard the sound of running footsteps and raised her wand in preparation, but when the door burst open, five familiar figures ran through: Moody, Tonks, Lupin, Kingsley, and her father, Sirius.

                  Seeing her, Sirius hurried to her and kneeled at her side, checking her for injuries. “Are you okay? What happened?” he asked, his voice frantic.

                  The distant sound of Neville’s tortured screams filtered into the room and everyone’s heads whipped around to find the source of the agony.

                  “Don’t worry about me,” Elodie hurried to say. “The Death Eaters have Harry and Neville trapped through that door.” She pointed to a door at the far end of the chamber and Kingsley nodded before he turned to head in that direction with the others.

                  “Stay here where it’s safe,” Sirius told her, rising to his feet to go join the others. He gave her shoulder another squeeze before dashing off to join the others.

                  Elodie watched him go, an odd feeling of dread settling over her. She wondered if the prophecy was still keeping the Death Eaters from attacking Harry and if Neville had survived whatever they had done to him. While she knew her father had told her to stay put, where she could protect Ron and Hermione should any other Death Eaters come through, her heart told her that her place was at her father’s side. The distant sounds of fighting only strengthened the feeling in her heart that they needed her, no matter that she was only a sixteen-year-old witch who had yet to be fully trained.

                  With almost no warning, suddenly Dumbledore came rushing through one of the other doors. His gaze quickly took in Elodie, Hermione, and Ron, as though making sure they were alright before he proceeded further. Elodie pointed towards the door that shielded the fight, feeling a level of relief now that he had arrived. Surely with his power and knowledge, he could end the fight before anyone else she cared about got injured. With a nod in her direction, Dumbledore disappeared through the door, shutting it behind him.

                  Several more moments passed, where the faint sound of spells and screams pierced the silence around her. Then she heard Harry calling Sirius’ name, his voice raw and desperate, and her blood went cold.

                  Elodie’s chest tightened, and she found she was suddenly unable to breathe. With little thought for anything else, including her own safety, she rose to her feet and quickly limped towards the door that divided her from the fight. Desperation filled her as she heard Harry continue to yell Sirius’ name, the call filling her with dread as it echoed over the sound of the spells ricocheting off of the stone inside the chamber.  Her wand raised, she went to open the door only to have it slam into her and throw her back into a nearby wall. Her gaze went unfocused for a second and she shook her head to clear her vision, watching as Bellatrix Lestrange took off through the room.

                  “SHE KILLED HIM--- I’LL KILL HER,” Harry yelled, close on Bellatrix’s heels.

                  The rage in his voice and the words he had yelled, so soon after he had been yelling Sirius’ name, made Elodie go hot and cold all over. As she rose to her feet, rage filled her and then all she saw was red. She no longer felt the pain in her leg or head. All she cared about was killing the person who had taken her beloved father away from her far too soon.

                  With a strangled yell, she took off after Bellatrix and Harry, determined to help him avenge her father’s death or die trying.