#also! also! Man alive I made Sebastian so short lmao

[theladyofshalott1989]

Hogtober, Day 29: Crossed Wands

Sebastian shrugged. "He's got skills, but I think I'll be able to beat him if Lucan recruits him for Crossed Wands."

Ominis looked skeptical. "He beat you, didn't he?"

"Come on, Ominis. I was just warming up."

"If you say so..."

"What's his name? Do you recall?" Sebastian asked.

"Hmm...Damien, I believe. Damien Evans."

Sebastian nodded. "Thanks. I'll have to remember that."

⭐ Ch. 1 ("Defense Against the Dark Arts") from "Book One: Like Moths to a Flame" on [AO3] and [Wattpad]

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ANOTHER TITLE

a/n: personally i’ve been waiting for this part to come since the beginning lmao, so here is the proposal finally!! it’s like so fluffy, almost disgustingly, but i just couldn’t help myself

pairing: Sebastian Stan X Reader

word count: 1.8k

This fic is part of the LITTLE ONE series, but can be read as a simple oneshot as well! Find the masterpost of the series HERE!

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You’ve been eating like a hormonal teenage boy these past weeks and you know it needs to stop and held under control, but you just can’t help yourself. It’s like your stomach has become a black hole that needs to absorb any and every food that’s home, you’re constantly snacking beside the large portions you eat three times a day, there’s always something you’re craving, the shopping list on the fridge is changing every hour because you think of something else to eat.

Luckily, you haven’t gained that much weight besides the noticeable bump that’s your baby in your belly, seems like your little girl does need all the food and she uses it instead of letting it all get stuck on other parts of your body, so you’re fine for just now.

Sitting on the couch, watching some kind of soap opera, you’re snacking on an entire jar of Nutella this time, shamelessly stuffing your mouth with the sweet, thick stuff, pretty sure that nothing will be left of it by the end of the day. Sebastian is away again for his second filming that was scheduled even before you found out you were pregnant and he messed around with it a little, shortening it once again and you just visited him last weekend. Now that you are pushing the end of your second trimester, your bump is quite evident, not something you can hide easily, so when you showed up on set with your boyfriend, you didn’t even try to cover it up, knowing well someone would spot it sooner or later. However everyone on the team has been so respectful, keeping the news to themselves, because no headlines have been made about your pregnancy just yet, keeping the secret even longer. To be honest, you’re surprised it hasn’t been discovered sooner, you thoughr someone would catch you out and about and see right through your baggy clothes and sell the news to the tabloids, but now you are in the sixth month and no one knows a thing.

Your phone chimes next to you, a text from Seb and you hum to yourself happily, putting the jar aside to grab the phone and see what he wrote.

“How are my two favorite girls doing? Miss you a lot!”

He even attached a silly selfie of himself in hair and makeup, he looks adorable with the clips in his hair and some kind of patches under his eyes. Like a real beauty guru.

Grabbing the Nutella, you place it on top of your bump as you move the phone to a lower angle and take a selfie that makes your bump look even bigger, the jar on top and you grinning widely at the camera as you snap a picture and send it to him with your reply.

“Enjoying our third snack of the day at 11 am! Miss you too, can’t wait to see you next week!”

He reads the message right away, his reply coming just seconds later.

“Look at that bump! You look gorgeous, baby! Can’t wait to see you too, have fun with your sister today, love you lots Xx”

Since he has left you’ve been trying to keep yourself busy so you don’t miss him too much and you’re also using these weeks to spend as much time with your friends and family as possible, knowing well once the baby arrives you won’t be going out that much for a while, nestled up in your home, learning the ropes of being a mother. Today you are meeting up with your sister, she is taking you out to this alleged new, quite fancy restaurant you haven’t heard about before. She claimed that it’s really exclusive, so you don’t have to worry about being photographed or bothered, but she also told you to glam yourself up for the occasion. It’s gonna be some nice sister time, something you haven’t been able to do in a long time.

You take the assignment seriously, doing your hair and makeup the best you can and you decide to put on a flowy maxi dress with a soft, knitted cardigan, very much going for a kind of cottage core vibe. Leaving just in time you text your sister that you’re on your way, putting the address into the GPS and heading out of town, because the place is near the beach. She texts you back that she’ll meet you there and so your short little road trip begins. Sitting in the car you’re listening to one of the many playlists Sebastian has made for you and the baby, he likes to play them at home, humming the songs under his breath, hoping to start educating your little girl in the field of music as early as possible. You have to admit he has a good taste, so you don’t mind it at all.

As you follow the instructions of the GPS you find the place that’s supposed to be your destination, but it doesn’t seem like a restaurant at all, more like a mansion of some kind, a very expensive looking if you are being honest. There are no other cars, no sign of other people so as you park at the front you call your sister.

“Hey, I’m right outside, but I have a feeling I’m at the wrong place? It doesn’t look like a restaurant.”

“Oh, don’t worry! You’re at the right place! I’m a little late, but I’ll be there soon, just go inside, they are expecting us!” she assures you, but you’re still not convinced.

Ending the call you approach the entrance and for your surprise the heavy doors open before you could even knock or find the bell. A man in a tuxedo appears in front of you, smiling warmly at you.

“Miss Y/L/N?”

“Uh, yeah,” you nod, a little shy and confused.

“Please, follow me,” prompts as you walk inside and the two of you start crossing the grandiose hall of the building.

At this point you are sure it’s not a restaurant, but you have no idea why your sister wanted you to come here. You want to ask the man if you’re even at the right place, but he called you by your name so he was expecting you, this has to be the place where you’re supposed to be. More and more questions pile up in your head as you follow him out to the backyard, a gigantic, flower-filled garden that’s straight out of a fairytale, a path leading down to the beach where there’s a dreamy little pergola with even more flowers and fairy lights and as your eyes fall on the figure standing in the middle of the pergola, you immediately gasp.

Because surrounded with all the flowers and lights, there is Sebastian standing in an elegant suit, smiling widely at you as the man next to you helps you down the stairs before you start walking down the path to him.

Tears are flooding your eyes, because you already know what it is, but you can’t believe it’s really happening. He was so sneaky, he got home from filming earlier and even made your sister play along to surprise you, he is such a romantic soul, no one can change your mind about that!

“You’re not in Atlanta!” you tell him when he is finally close enough to hear you. He chuckles sweetly, taking a few steps forward to meet you sooner, his hands finding your waist as you cup his face in your hands, pulling him down to kiss you right away.

“No, I’m not, baby,” he smirks, his hands sliding to your belly, gently stroking the sides as you wipe your tears away, but there’s no use, because the next moment, he steps back a little, just enough so that he can get down on one knee and you’re crying again when you see him pull out a little velvety box from his pocket.

You were expecting it. You knew he would propose before the baby arrives, but you just didn’t know when and how, but he surely outdone himself with his little surprise.

“My Love, Y/N,” he starts after a deep breath, his hands finding yours and you can feel the shaking, but you’re not sure if it’s coming from yours or his. Probably both. “I’ve spent the best years of my life with you and I haven’t been the same man since the day I met you, but in the best way possible. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met and I’m so lucky that you did not only choose to be with me, but you are now carrying our baby under your heart as well, out little one who is equal parts of you and me, though you’re doing ninety percent of the job here,” he adds with a chuckle, making you laugh through your tears. “I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you the moment you were so badass on your first date, kissing me when I didn’t have the balls to do the first step, but I’m glad you did. I fell in love with you right then and there and the same thing has been happening every day, over and over again since then. I know we went a little out of order with everything we had planned,” he smirks, glancing down at your bump before his blue eyes find yours again, “but that doesn’t change the fact that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, so I have a question for you.”

He pops the lid of the box open, a gorgeous, brilliant diamond ring coming to your vision, sparkling in the warm afternoon Sun so perfectly, it takes your breath away.

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?” he asks, clearly nervous, even though there’s no doubt about your answer, you’ve told him plenty of times before that you want to marry him, but still, it’s a huge moment in both your lives.

“Yes, yes, yes!” you nod eagerly as you both start laughing in relief, his shaky fingers tagging the ring out of the box and sliding it to your finger gently, before he brings your hand to his mouth and kisses the ring.

Then he finally stands up and you basically throw yourself into his arms, kissing him like your life depends on it as he kisses you back with just as much force.

“I love you and I can’t wait to call you my wife,” he sighs pleased against your lips.

“Mm, another title in the line? Girlfriend, baby mama, fiancé and then wife,” you giggle giddily.

“You missed one,” he cocks an eyebrow at you slyly.

“Which one?”

“Love of my life.”

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1. Coke or Pepsi: neither

2. Disney or DreamWorks: i actually had to google what movies dreamworks made but they have road to el dorado, httyd and shrek so

3. Coffee or Tea: tea

4. Books or Movies: like bor or bad movie adaption of book or good book vs good movie? 

5. Windows or Mac: Windows

6. DC or Marvel: Marvel

7. Xbox or Playstation: never had a xbox so playstation

8. Dragon Age or Mass Effect: don’t know anything about either

9. Night Owl or Early Rise: fucked up sleep rythm so yes

10. Cards or Chess: never layed chess so cards

11. Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla

12. Vans or Converse: idc?

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: I don’t even...

14. Fluff or Angst: both. Let them have their cute domestic lifes. AND THEN RUIN IT

15. Beach or Forest: I hate sand, I hate... I actually hate every single aspect of the beach

16. Dogs or Cats: D O G S S S S

17. Clear Skies or Rain: rainy for late night reading studying, clear skies to actually see anything on the days (my room is kinda dark)

18. Cooking or Eating Out: *is picky eater* *has exec. function issues* no

19. Spicy Food or Mild Food: depends

20. Halloween/Samhain or Solstice/Yule/Christmas: halloween: skeletons, no actual need to socialize, baking video

21. Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too warm: I’m really sensetive to heat so cold

22. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?  Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey... Stuff

23. Animation or Live Action: both

24. Paragon or Renegade: gesundheit?

25. Baths or Showers: Showers

26. Team Cap or Team Iron Man: Team I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY AND A FUCKING LIVE but also team fuck you cap but protect bucky and tony at all cost

27. Fantasy or Sci-fi: probably si-fi bc I’m way too exited about cool science stuff

28. Do you have three or four favorite quotes?

“In 900 years of time and space, I've never met anyone who wasn't important”

doctor who

don’t ever ask me what my fave quote is, I’ll reread all my fave books

“I can’t blame you for trying to categorize me. It’s a human instinct. It’s why scientists are; to this day, completly flabbergasted by the duck-billed platypus: it’s furry like a mammal, but lays eggs like a bird. It defies conventional classification.

I AM THE PLATYPUS. (Coo coo ka-choo.)

Symptoms of Being Human

“Be proud of your place in the cosmos. It is small, and yet it is. How unlikely! How fantastic! And stupid. And excellent.”

Welcome to Night Vale

29. YouTube or Netflix: YouTube

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Harry Potter

31. When Do You Feel Accomplished? idk

32. Star Wars or Star Trek: I never watched Star Treck so Star Wars

33. Paperback Books or Hardback Books: paperback bc yeah it’s cheaper but I get most books second hand so I don’t really care as long as I get the book

34. Handwriting or Typing: depends

35. Velvet or Satin: ? eh?

36. Video Games or Movies: probably movies bc they don’t fall of the edges every 2 seconds

37. Would you rather be the dragon or own the dragon? what kind of dragon? do humans hunt them? can dragons read/use the internet? am I overthinking this again?

38. Sunrise or sunset: I hate both.

39. What’s your favorite song? Most songs from starset/mcr

40. Horror Movies yes or no: yeah... nope

41. Long hair or short hair: short

42. Opera or Theatre: neither

43: Assuming the multiverse theory is true and every story ever told has really happened somewhere, which one of the movie/book/tv show/game/etc worlds would you pick to travel to first? that awkward moment when you would die in every single universe lmao. my fuck yeah magic side says harry potter, my fuck no anything says obaka chan

44: Are you scared of thunderstorms? theoretically no but I get jumpscared easily so

45. Would you rather travel back in time or into the future? future?

46. What is, in your opinion, the most pointless/unnecessary thing ever invented? humans?

47. Favorite band/artist? starset, mcr, fob, the cab

48. If you could meet a Famous person that’s either Dead or Alive who would it be? Gerard Way or Sebastian Stan

49: How old were you when you had your first kiss? i’ve never had one

50: Favorite TV Show: Mein Leben und Ich

51: What is your dream outfit? half of me screams these really awesome dresses the other baggy tshirt, comfy pants, I hate socks/shoes

52. Who would you like to be for a day? I can’t say that or I’ll get arrested lmao

53. Pick two of your favourite characters from different fantasy universes and shove them into a modern au where they’re rivals from first meeting but slowly become rivals with friends, what would it be like? (They’d still have their powers if they had any, and accustomed to certain terms or slang from their universe) The Doctor and Cecil Palmer. IDK why or what just that it’s either hilarious or a bad science experiment gone horrible wrong

54. Pineapple on pizza: yes or no? no

55. Take a photo/video or be in the photo/video? take

56. Do you possess the skill of synaesthesia and if yes, how does it show in you? no?

57. When was the last time you cried? Knowing me? probably 5 minutes ago

58. Do you prefer writing or drawing? I suck at both so writing

New Question 59. 20 minutes per episode or 40?

okay I’m rly sorry, I’m awkward, i tag no one as usual so feel tagged if you wanna

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