#garreth weasley blurb

[mikewheeleranti]

damn it now i NEED an enemies to lovers garreth fic 😫

freezing

garreth weasley x reader

sypnosis: when you get partnered with the guy who hates you in astronomy, what do you do when he suddenly softens around you? enemies to lovers, forced proximity, garreth being cute

wc: 1.7k

a/n: anon is too real cuz where are the garreth lovers. this is enemies to lovers for a little bit... then its garreth PINING over reader

when professor shah announced the partners for the latest project, your heart dropped to your stomach. you were really trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, but only one memory was playing on a loop in your mind.

'sirius can't be that hard to find. isn't it a dog?'

he was also brash and rude, not to mention disrespectful to professors and supplies. still, you pushed the thoughts of his earlier ignorance and convinced yourself he changed for the better. you were wrong. so, very, wrong. as soon as you walked over to what would be your shared working space, you saw him talking to the new fifth year.

"-bit of a prodigy when it comes to potions, if i do say so myself. so, are you willing to help me out?"

"i see that you are ever so humble, weasley." you soon come to find that he was asking the new student to steal something from honeydukes for him, which was not unusual. what was even less unusual was that they kindly declined, not fancying getting in trouble and losing house points.

"y/n, do you have to ruin everything? i was about to convince them!"

"oh i'm sure. i can't believe i'm saying this, but maybe you should spend some more time on your charm, or your exploding potions, or-" he cuts you off by pushing past you to sit at his seat.

"oh shove off."

when you finally got back to your common room, you were cold, irritated, and angry. it was bad enough that you forgot your scarf in the astronomy tower, which is at least 6 shifting staircases from your common room. what was worse is that it started snowing during your walk, which you're sure is melting in your hair now.

once you've showered and changed into warmer, more fitting, clothes for the weather and joined your friends by the fireplace, the cold mood didn't shift. they eventually caught onto your sour mood and asked you what was wrong.

"what's wrong? maybe the fact i got partnered with weasley-" you noticed the sense of pure hatred in your voice and winced a bit before continuing, "for the astronomy project, who is a complete idiot, despises me, and all he does is ask me for potions supplies! i'm just lucky if i never run into him again after this project." you knew you were probably being unreasonable and a bit unfair, but something about him and the way he was with the new fifth year aggravated you to another level.

luckily it didn't snow on your walk to astronomy today, but it was still freezing and your scarf was still gone. you were hoping you could find it somewhere, being colored with your house, but it was nowhere to be found. forgetting about the scarf, you decided to turn your project in to professor shah. finally going over to your table next to garreth, you hear him mutter something under his breath, and you almost miss it.

"proof that even a complete idiot can do a project." how did he find out? before you could think to say anything back, professor shah started her lesson, and you knew better than to talk during one of those.

when class had finished, you looked over to his spot to talk to him, maybe even apologize when you saw him storm out. fine, if he wanted a problem between you two so bad, there could be one, and seats would be changed soon enough anyways.

you still could not find your scarf, but nothing was stopping you from going to hogsmeade today. you needed to get gifts for your family and you made up for the lack of scarf in the best way you could. you were wearing a unreasonably large jacket and rain boots that looked too small for a 1st year. you were absolutely sure you looked ridiculous, but until you found your scarf, and your gloves that you could not find as of today, this was the best option. on the train, you were seated next to anne, who you've been growing extremely close with for the past year.

"what are you wearing? you must be freezing." was what she decided to greet you with when she sat across from you.

"anne, i'm fine. i'm just glad to be out of that castle for once." anne knew about your situation with a certain ginger and felt for you, a little. you were also sure she was keeping some of the thoughts on the situation to herself, which you begged her to tell you months ago.

'anne, please, please tell me!' she laughed and it echoed through the otherwise silent slytherin common room.

'if i know weasley as well as i think i do, you'll find out soon enough, trust me.'

'so you know something? anne, this is killing me!'

'hm.. i have an estimated guess. honestly, y/n, its obvious. it's your fault you're oblivious.' you're sure that in the moment she had more to say, and you quite honestly wish you let her finish before you threw a pillow at her head (or tried).

"well, you can be out and not look like you're begging merlin to freeze you to death."

"oh please, anne, you are so dramatic."

anne was not being dramatic. surely a blizzard was occurring, a scarf couldn't make this much difference. you were trying to find a store to go into, regretfully finding out most of them had already closed for the holidays. you were still blocks away from honeydukes, the only store you were sure was open. and warm. your search was stopped short when you get pulled into a shop that you don't know the name of, but by looking around you can guess it's some kind of pub. before you could scream, you feel a large hand cover your mouth. you know you shouldn't and every self defense advice given goes against this, but the warmth of the hand makes you relax against the back of-

wait, who is holding you?

"have you lost it completely? what is wrong with you?" you hear a soft but firm voice almost whisper in your ear. turning around to see who grabbed then plainly insulted you, the last person you expect to see is garreth weasley. you were already freezing and tired, the last thing you needed was to be dragged into one of his messes. any grateful thought you had for the mystery person pulling you into a warm place quickly fades.

"what's wrong with me? you're the one who grabbed me!" you go to push him away, not with any real force, but he stumbles back slightly before stepping back. you didn't really want to push him away, but at least he knew you were angry now. still, he didn't respond, but his hand found its way back to your face, this time resting against your forehead.

"you're freezing." you hated the way you longed for the warmth of his hand when he moved back. you also hated the way his voice was soft, losing all roughness he usually has with you. it sounded sweet, and you've come to miss both the sound of it and his warm hands. you watch as he unwraps his gryffindor colored scarf from his neck and places it around yours, throwing it over your shoulder. this not being enough for him, seeing how you are still shivering, he takes off his gloves and puts them on you. the moment shouldn't feel so intimate, because it's not, but it does. something about the way his gloves have so much extra space in them and the way he's looking at you. his eyes look soft, and filled with something that isn't familiar to you.

you eventually manage to utter out a "thank you" which breaks the long silence. you hear a loud bell ring, leading you to snap your head towards the door and garreth finally releasing his hold on you. when you see it's just anne searching for you with her brother and ominis, you relax a bit, but still step a good distance away from the weasley next to you, now bare of a scarf and gloves. anne notices his absence and your sudden presence of a red and yellow scarf and laughs loudly before covering her mouth. quickly saying something to her brother, the group walks back out, dragging ominis with them.

"i better get going... thank you, garreth."

"anne, i don't know what happened! it's just like, his whole personality around me shifted. he was actually nice to me, and he gave me his scarf. it was like he actually cared about me."

"and who says he doesn't? care about you, i mean. i don't know, y/n, but look at the big picture. he was only rude to you after you ignored him, maybe this is defensive. i mean please, he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars."

you should've gotten mad at her for defending him over you, started an argument, wonder where her loyalties lie, but you couldn't stop thinking about her last statement. you also knew she was right, your hatred was a bit unreasonable. it just doesn't make sense, you ignored him once and he decides to act normal around everyone but you?

you spent most of the next day in the library studying, knowing midterm exams were approaching quickly. on your way out, you decide to head out the back door, seeing as it was closer to your dorm. you were stopped in your tracks when you heard the door to the restricted section crack open, and you were once again dragged into an unknown place, and once again by garreth weasley. you're confused and tense up when you hear him mutter "petrificus totalus" offhandedly.

"what are you doing?" you were now looking up at him and he swears he could die there from the sight.

"i'm going to do what i meant to the other day, if you'll let me."

now inching towards you just until you feel him breathing on your face. he looks at you expectantly, but your mind blanks with him so close to you. something screams at you to just nod, so you do. you wrap your arms around his neck to come closer to him, finally meeting him in height. feeling his lips just barely graze yours, you're the one who fully closes the distance between you. the kiss is slow and soft, like he was with you the other day. soon enough, you both run out of air and have to pull away from each other.

"i have to say, i didn't expect you to be the shy type, garreth." smiling a bit up at him, he grins like a madman and pulls you back to him.

"can you blame me darling? you're magnificent."

[spaceyaceface]

First ever ask. 18. Garreth...? Or Seb..? Challenge mode: Leander.

AKGJDSJFK Idk if I could ever do Leander, I'm so sorry Leander girlies, I just... can't lol

In honor of your first ever ask, I present my first ever Garreth fic!

Warnings: None :)

18 - "we have just met and yet it feels like i have known you for a lifetime."

Link to prompt list

The Gryffindor common room was a place of warmth. It was more than the colors and fireplace, more than the lighting and cozy atmosphere---it was the company that truly made it special.

She didn't think there was a single conversation she'd had with Garreth Weasley that didn't leave her in stitches. He always seemed determined to make her laugh until she was holding her stomach and wiping a tear.

He was exactly what she needed.

Through all the stress of trying to figure out who to navigate this new world, Garreth had been there for her, a comforting presence to bask in away from it all.

Somehow, in the few short weeks she had known him, he had become home.

It felt that way now, as he sat beside her on the couch, telling some story from the last summer. She couldn't help but grin at his enthusiasm.

"She was devastated," he said, chuckling. "I mean, the Quaffle went right over her head, I can't blame her for wanting to kill me."

"I'm glad she didn't succeed," she said, grinning.

"Blimey, me too. My mom still would have found a way to blame it on me even after she murder me. Would have written it out on my tombstone. 'Here lies Garreth Weasley, the fool who provoked his sister to death. Grounded for eternity.'"

She laughed, not noticing how intently she was staring at him. He did, though, and grinned in return. "You know, I'm... I'm really glad you're here. In Hogwarts, and all that," he said, tone much gentler.

Her smile softened. "Me, too. I can't imagine how my life would be without... without everything." Without you.

He looked down at her hand, taking it in his own before looking back up to her eyes. "It's amazing. We've just met and yet it feels like I have known you for a lifetime. Maybe that's silly of me, but..."

"It's not silly," she said, scooting closer to him. "I feel the same way."

His grin widened, and he let go of her hand to throw his arm around her shoulders, pulling her to him. Without hesitation, she leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes at the overwhelming peace of it all. "Good," he said softly. He pressed a kiss on the top of her head and ruffled her hair. A pleased sigh left his lips. "Good."

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[slytherinzz]

A special game of truth or dare

Summary: after a thrilling Quidditch victory for your house, a magic form of truth or dare leaves MC and Sebastian in the aftermath of their feelings.

Pairing: F!MC and Sebastian Sallow

a/n: it's been a while since i've been on the fic train. Please let me know if you have requests! I'm a sucker for friends to lovers or enemies to lovers :)

the school was buzzing aftert he aftermath of last night’s Quidditch victory. Sebastian had been at the center of it all, of course—his winning catch as Seeker was the talk of the evening, and he had basked in the attention like a natural performer. MC had been at his side most of the night, sharing jokes, sneaking glances, and engaging in the playful flirtation that had always defined their friendship. But something about his lingering touches, his winks directed only at her, had set her nerves alight.

Did he flirt like this with everyone? Or… was there something more?

As the party wound down, a smaller group—just the closest of friends—had remained in the common room, with Garrett leading them into a mischievous game of Truth or Dare. Imelda rolled her eyes. “We’re not kids, Weasley.”

Garrett shrugged, unbothered. “If you’re too scared, you can sit out. But I’ve got a potion here that guarantees honesty—or bravery.” He waved the bubbling concoction for effect, its sickly green glow lighting up his freckled face.

Poppy giggled nervously, glancing around the room. “This is a terrible idea.”

“That’s why it’s brilliant,” Garrett said, pouring small amounts into each of their cups. “Now, everyone drink, or you’re out!”

It wasn’t until Sebastian asked Ominis whom he fancied that the game turned scandalous. Ominis , ever stoic, had answered bluntly: “Anne.”

The room had fallen silent. Even Sebastian seemed momentarily caught off guard before muttering, “Well, that’s… something to unpack later.”

Then it was MC’s turn. Garrett, ever the troublemaker, grinned wickedly as he asked, “Alright, MC, who’s the most attractive guy here?”

Her cheeks flamed instantly. Every instinct screamed at her to deflect, to choose a safer answer. But the potion forced her honesty, and the words spilled out before she could stop them:

“Sebastian.”

The room erupted into a mix of laughter and awkward coughing. Sebastian’s face turned a deep crimson, his eyes darting to hers before quickly looking away. dormitory, heart pounding and mind racing with what she had just revealed.

“Alright, folks, it’s time to spice things up. Truth or Dare!”

The group exchanged hesitant glances before downing their firewiskey in unison.

“Right,” Garrett said, rubbing his hands together. “Imelda, truth or dare?”

Imelda glared at him but chose dare, of course. Garrett grinned. “I dare you to admit that Gryffindor’s Seeker isn’t half bad.”

“I’d rather hex myself,” she shot back. But the potion compelled her to grumble, “Alright, fine. He’s decent. For a Gryffindor.”

Laughter rippled through the group as the game continued, the dares and truths growing bolder with each round.

When it was Sebastian’s turn, he leaned forward, a wicked glint in his eyes. “Ominis,” he said smoothly, “truth or dare?”

Ominous, ever composed, sighed. “Truth.”

Sebastian didn’t miss a beat. “Who’s your first kiss?”

A rare blush crept up Ominous’s neck as he folded his arms tightly. “That’s none of your—”

“The potion, Ominous,” Garrett reminded him gleefully.

Ominous exhaled sharply. “Fine. Her name was Lydia Travers. It was… underwhelming.”

The group howled with laughter, even Ominischuckling softly.

Then it was MC’s turn, and Garrett was quick to pounce. “MC, truth or dare?”

She hesitated, knowing she was trapped either way. “Dare.”

Garrett’s grin turned wolfish. “I dare you to sit on Sebastian’s lap for the next round.”

MC’s stomach flipped. “Garrett!”

“Hey, it’s a dare,” he said with a shrug, looking far too pleased with himself.

The group’s eyes turned to Sebastian, who simply raised an eyebrow and patted his lap dramatically. “Well, come on then.”

Her face burned, but there was no escaping it. She stood slowly, ignoring the teasing whistles from Garrett and Imelda, and perched awkwardly on Sebastian’s lap. His arm instinctively wrapped around her waist to steady her, sending a jolt through her body.

“Comfortable?” he murmured in her ear, his voice low enough for only her to hear.

“Shut up,” she muttered, her cheeks flaming.

The game pressed on, but MC was hyper-aware of Sebastian’s every shift and breath, the warmth of him seeping through her skin. When it was Imelda’s turn, she grinned wickedly at the pair.

“Sebastian,” Imelda said, “truth or dare?”

“Dare,” he said without hesitation, his cocky smirk firmly in place.

Imelda leaned forward. “I dare you to kiss MC.”

MC froze, her heart slamming against her ribs. Sebastian’s smirk faltered for a moment before he chuckled, glancing at her. “Well, a dare’s a dare, isn’t it?”

Before she could protest, he tilted her chin gently, his lips brushing hers in a featherlight kiss. It was brief but electric, leaving her breathless and the room deathly silent.

“Well,” Garrett finally said, breaking the tension, “that’s one way to win a dare.”

Sebastian’s arm tightened slightly around her, but he said nothing, his gaze lingering on her for just a moment too long before he leaned back casually, as if nothing had happened.

By the time the game circled back to MC, her nerves were frayed. Garrett, naturally, took his chance to push further. “Alright, MC. Truth or dare?”

She hesitated, her voice barely steady. “Truth.”

“Who’s the best kisser you’ve ever had?” he asked, clearly aiming to stir the pot.

MC’s mind went blank, her heart pounding as the truth serum worked its magic. Her gaze darted to Sebastian before she could stop herself. “Sebastian.”

The silence was deafening. Sebastian’s eyes widened slightly, but then a slow, knowing grin spread across his face.

“Well,” he drawled, “I’m flattered.”

Mortified, MC pushed off his lap, her face burning as the group erupted into laughter and teasing. She muttered an excuse about needing air and fled to her dormitory, her heart in her throat.

The next morning, the weight of her confession—and that kiss—sat heavily on MC’s chest. As soon as she woke, the memories flooded back, vivid and undeniable. The idea of facing Sebastian in the Great Hall, or worse, in class, was unbearable.

Instead, she found herself retreating to the Undercroft, seeking the solitude and familiarity of their secret space. She had barely settled in when the door creaked open, and Sebastian stepped inside.

For a moment, they stared at each other, the events of the previous night hanging heavily in the air.

“I had a feeling you’d be here,” he said, closing the door behind him.

“I needed to think,” she admitted softly.

“About last night?” he asked, his tone unreadable.

She nodded, unable to meet his eyes. “Sebastian, I—”

“MC,” he interrupted, stepping closer. “About that kiss… I know it was just a game, but I meant it. And if you felt the same—”

“I did,” she blurted, cutting him off.

His lips parted in surprise before a slow, warm smile spread across his face. “You did?”

“Yes,” she whispered, finally meeting his gaze. “I just didn’t know how to say it.”

Sebastian’s grin turned soft as he reached for her, his hands steady on her arms. “You just did.”

This time, when he kissed her, it wasn’t a dare.

They were so lost in each other that neither heard the door open. Ominous’s voice broke through the haze like a bucket of cold water. “Merlin’s beard, will you two get a room already?”

They sprang apart, both red-faced as Ominous smirked. “Honestly, you’re worse than Garrett’s potion experiments. Keep the Undercroft..uncristened, please.”

Sebastian laughed, pulling MC close despite her protests. “Noted. Now, where were we?”

[rosievraven]

POV dating Garreth but this is his face everytime he sees you coming back from another trip outside of the castle with Sebastian Sallow.

[sav-less]

disclaimer: this is the inside of my brain so if you think different then that’s great! this is just to be silly / i’m procrastinating life, so we’re chill 😎

hogwarts legacy modern au: music headcanons

characters included: shadow trio, poppy, imelda, garreth, natsai, anne, also blurb about leander (ily lee but i was tired of editing)

sebastian sallow

Sebastian is that one insufferable guy (love him). He’s moody as hell and he uses music as a form of processing (im self inserting rn). A lot of his top music is reflective of what he’s going through. For the most part he’s into indie rock and alt rock, but if there’s a song that he can even sort of relate to then he’s all over it. He thinks he’s brooding, he’s edgy, he’s angsty. We all know he made 2014 tumblr his BITCH. And he has NOOO IDEA how ABBA ended up in his top 5. He’ll say it was Ominis. He’ll say he was hacked. (his fav ABBA song is Lay All Your Love On Me)

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ominis gaunt

Ominis wears his headphones everywhere, listening to some of the most beautiful music but also the most devastating music. He likes a genre to his music that gives off a certain “guys i SWEAR im fine haha..” vibe to the function. he’s nostalgic, he’s yearnful, he’s emotionally very connected to music and is one of those people that will cry when a song is really good (me too) (he’ll swallow the lump down, just know he’s feelin it). aside from his top artists he also listens to a bunch of instrumentals when he’s studying. we all know he plays the piano. yes Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call by Bleachers is secretly about Sebastian (tea). yes She’s Always a Woman by Billy Joel is secretly ab my MC (TEAA!). yes ABBA is there on purpose! this man knows every lyric to Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!

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ella collins (OC/MC)

Ella really just wants to live in a cottage and be a fairy but she’s also just a girl. she has a song associated to every person she’s ever had a crush on and any person that’s ever done her wrong. she has a playlist for that one guy. she’s posting a screenshot of the song she’s listening to on her story for one person to watch. when she’s feeling petty she sends Sebastian songs DIRECTLY cause she’s mad at him. 4/5 of these songs are about him i fear. she loves music because she never has to get over anything. grudges are timeless. she’s crazy and this is a self insert.

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garreth weasley

#GiveGarreththeAux (Garreth wrote this). Garreth is a vibes guy and will defend those vibes with his whole chest. “How can you not like this song? Just say you hate me! High School Musical soundtrack is top tier. Kate Bush is a legend. Hozier is a wizard, have you seen his hair? I want his hair.” He’s fun as hell. Car rides with him are never boring, and as much as he loves his music he wants to hear your music cause he just wants to listen to everything. doesn’t care where the music came from. if he likes it he likes it. gotta party with this guy.

(Noah Kahan is his top artist bc even tho he’s a vibes guy, he has such a heart. peep My False Confidence. ily Garreth.)

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natsai onai

Natsai’s minutes listened is the lowest because she’s too busy dismantling the patriarchy and abolishing the system to listen most of the time. She grew up in the Katniss Everdeen generation. There’s not one man vocalist on her playlist because doesn’t really care what they have to say. She’s not super picky about the genre but listening to guitar riffs makes her feel like she’s ascending and so she loves that shit. She begged her mom to let her go to a Paramore concert when she was twelve and she has band posters covering her walls from corner to corner. She knows musical theory because duh. I love her.

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anne sallow

personally i HC as the coolest girl alive. she’s friends with literally everyone. if she smiles at you you think the world is spinning solely for her. she’s just effortlessly that girl. and even tho she seems sweet and a little quiet let it be known she is absolutely BLASTING hypercore or glitchpop or some stuff like that in her headphones. she just likes the way music sounds, she doesn’t GAF what they’re saying. she just wants her brain to go bzzzzzzz. my girl!!! (her and garreth are actually LETHAL at parties. like banger for banger, they’re besties. if they’re throwing a party you WANT to be there) (her and Natsai are fangirling about imogen heap bc she’s a musical genius)

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poppy sweeting

Poppy my love. I see you. I hear you. I love you and all your big emotions. she’s dissecting lyrics like it’s no one’s business. In another life somewhere she’s an English and Psychology double major. she’s telling me what a metaphor is and im listening because I’ll listen to anything she says. she’s telling me her attachment style is anxious and yk what hell yeah me too please don’t leave me. every song she listens to serves a purpose. her and garreth have gone to five different shows to see Noah Kahan and Lizzy McAlpine together. The Louvre is about Imelda. GODDD The Louvre is about Imelda. my heart.

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imelda reyes

Imelda is the manifesting queen. she is a confident queen. she’s cool as hell. she seems mean at first glance but that’s only because she is locked TF in. between her million high level classes, every sport she’s plays, and her social life— she has to be focused. she needs music that will put her in the headspace. her top 5 songs are naturally on her ‘pregame’ playlist that she plays before every game (with the exception of #4. she’s pregaming therapy with that one). shes gonna graduate top of her class and go pro at some sport and no one is gonna be surprised. you go girlfriend. my girlfriend.

honorable mention: Leander is THE rock man, specifically acid/psychedelic rock. He’s shaking his head and playing air guitar. he’s asking his parents to get him a drum set for Christmas still. He thinks he would’ve been asked to join The Beatles if they were still a band. big big fan.

to everyone that talked through this with me either messaging or on the og post, thank you 💚 @mrsgoofygracie your wonderful ABBA sebinis theory is now cemented in my silly post

[fanartandfanfiction]

A Meatball blurb (that you're definitely gonna want to read)

As Ominis was approaching his dorm room, he heard crashing and banging from inside. 

“GIVE IT BACK!”

“It’s not me! I’m with you!” Meatball looked up at Ominis. 

“It sounds like Melody. Come on, let’s go save Sebastian.” 

Ominis opened the door just as Melody tackled Sebastian to the ground. “GIVE IT BACK!” They went rolling across the floor and Ominis just sighed and walked over to Meatball’s terrarium and put him in it gently. 

“I JUST WANNA SEE IT!” Sebastian shouted, holding the envelope out of her reach. 

“IT DOESN’T BELONG TO YOU!”

“CHILDREN!” Ominis shouted, causing them both to stop and look at him. Melody saw her opportunity and kneed Sebastian in the nuts and snatched the envelope. 

“BLOODY HELL!” Sebastian was curled in the fetal position on the ground.

“It serves you right!”

“Would someone like to tell me why our dorm room has been turned into a wrestling ring?”

“My letter fell out of my bag and Sebastian took it.” Melody pushed her hair out of her face. 

“And it requires you to beat Sebastian because…?”

“It’s nothing!” Melody said, but at the same time, Sebastian said “It’s a love letter!”

He felt a twinge of jealousy. “A love letter?”

“It’s nothing!” Melody insisted. 

“If it’s nothing, then why can’t we see it?” Sebastian countered. 

“Because it’s none of your business!” 

“Fine, you’re right, it’s not my business.”

“Thank you. I-” She let out a yelp as Sebastian tackled her onto his bed and snatched the envelope.

“Dearest….Melody!” He said with a strained voice as he kept Melody at bay. “You are���OW! As beautiful as your name…OW! I’ve admired you from afar- NO BITING! But have been too shy to say anything. Plus that handsome slytherin boy Sallow is always around you-”

“It doesn’t say that!”

“Right, I added that. Anyway- I’ve admired you from afar but have been too shy to say anything. I hope to one day work up the courage to tell you this face to face. I think you’re a wonderful person and would love to get to know you better. If you’d like to write back, send a letter to the owlery on campus addressed to “Yours Truly.” I hope to hear from you, but I understand if I’ve made you uncomfortable. Signed, yours truly.”

“Wow. That was…quite the letter.” Ominis said uncomfortably. 

“Are you going to write back?” Sebastian asked. 

“I don’t know…it’s sweet that they’re too shy to talk to me in person. I should at least thank them for their lovely letter.”

“I bet it’s Prewett. Well, maybe not, I don’t think he knows that many words.” Sebastian thought aloud. “Weasley?”

“He’s dating Imelda.” Melody replied. 

“So? Doesn’t mean anything.”

“Garreth’s not that kind of guy.”

“I have no idea then, those are the only other two lads that hang around you.”

“Exactly, they said they were too shy.” 

“I can find out. Let me smell the letter.” Meatball flicked his tongue and looked at Ominis.

“Meatball says if you let him smell it, he can probably figure out who it is.” 

“Really?” Melody asked. She handed the letter to Ominis, who stuck it over by Meatball. He flicked his tongue and sniffed the envelope. 

“Ok, I’ve got the scent. Now take me around the school and I’ll track it.” 

“If you want to find out, he said we can take him around the school and he’ll find them.” 

“I would like to know.” Melody said. 

“Great! Let’s all go!” Sebastian jumped up.

“I don’t think this has to be a team effort.”

“No, but I’m invested now. Let’s go.”

Melody held out her bag and Meatball slithered into it and stuck his head out the top. It was dinner time, so they headed to the great hall where most of the students would be. 

“Oooooh there’s lots of good smells! I’m hungry!” 

“We’ll feed you later.” Ominis replied. 

“Keep walking, I don’t have it yet.” 

“He says to keep going.” They walked forward and Meatball’s tongue flicked the air. 

“Hi Mel! Hey, you’ve got Meatball!” Garreth said excitedly. “Hello little buddy.” He stuck his fist out and Meatball headbutted it.

“Not him.” 

“He says not him.”

“Not who?” Garreth asked. 

“Melody got a love letter! Meatball is helping us track down the sender by smell.” Sebastian said.

“Ooooh our Melly has a secret admirer! HEY PREWETT!” 

Leander walked up and froze when he saw Meatball, who flicked his tongue at him. “What?”

“Not him.” 

Ominis shook his head no. 

“Nothing, just wanted to say hi.” Garreth replied.

“You’re so weird, Weasley.” He walked off and Meatball’s head snapped around. 

“I had it for a minute! Go the other way! “ 

They turned around (Garreth as well, because now he wanted to know) and headed back in the direction they came. 

“There! Straight ahead!” 

“He says straight ahead.”

They all looked up. “Um, I don’t think that’s right.” Melody said. 

“Ah, hello students!” Professor Ronen smiled at them. “And what are you up to this evening?”

“Professor Ronen, have you met Meatball?” Melody asked.

“Yes, dear, we ALL met Meatball.” He chuckled. “I do love snakes, may I hold him?” 

Melody handed him Meatball who flicked his tongue against him affectionately. “Nope.” 

“I think we knew that.” Ominis whispered.

“I’m sorry?” Professor Ronen asked.

“I’m sorry, I was speaking to Meatball. I’m a parseltongue.”

“Ah, a unique gift! Well, I shan't keep you. Here you go.” He handed Meatball back to Melody. He walked away and they all looked behind where he’d been standing. Amit Thakkar was talking to Andrew Larson. 

“It has to be one of them!” Sebastian said. 

“Hey guys!” Garreth said, approaching them. Garreth was friends with everyone. “Have you met Meatball?”

Andrew jumped back and Amit smiled. “Only briefly during the chaos. Hello Meatball.” 

“Nope.” Meatball said. “Let me smell the other one.” 

“Andrew, have you met Meatball?” Ominis said, taking Meatball from Melody’s hands. 

“No, and I’d prefer not to. I’m not a fan of snakes.”

“I’m not a fan of him either. And it’s not him.” 

“I don’t understand, he said no to both.” Ominis said quietly to Melody. 

“Ready to go, Duncan?” Amit asked, looking behind him. 

“NO.” Ominis said loudly. They all turned and looked at him. Ominis cleared his throat awkwardly. “Sorry, I was answering Meatball.” 

“Oh, hello Duncan!” Melody smiled at him. “Have you met Meatball?”

“No, thanks though. I’m afraid of snakes. Please keep him away from me.” Duncan Hobhouse said, eyeing Meatball. 

“Of course you are.” Ominis muttered. 

“It’s him!” 

“Anyone else, ANYONE!” Ominis said to Meatball. 

“If you’ll excuse us, Ominis and Meatball are having a disagreement. Bye guys!” She shoved Ominis down the hall while Sebastian laughed, and Garreth looked confused. 

“I’m guessing we got our answer.” Melody said. 

“ANYONE else, anyone but puffskein dunkein!” Ominis was angrily pacing. 

“What’s your problem with him anyway?” Sebastian asked. 

“He just- he’s obnoxious and a coward and there’s no way it was him that wrote that letter, it just can’t be!”

“Ominis, relax. We just wanted to figure out the sender. And now we did.”

“The nerve of him. The absolute audacity.” Ominis was still stomping back and forth and waving his hands. 

“Is it because of what happened in second year?” Garreth asked.

“What happened?” Melody and Sebastian asked.

“Nothing! There’s no one particular thing, I just hate him!”

“Right, that’s a perfectly rational response.” Sebastian smirked.

“You’re not going to answer him, are you?” Ominis said, looking panicked.

“Well, I’ll thank him for his letter and tell him my best friend harbors an irrational hatred towards him, and we tracked him down with Meatball like a bloodhound.”

Ominis looked anxious and ran his hands through his hair. “Ominis, I’m kidding. Calm down.”

“No, I’m being ridiculous. There’s no reason you shouldn’t go out with him.”

“Who said anything about going out with him?”

“You said his letter was nice.”

“Lots of things are nice! I’m not going to reply. You can stop pacing a hole in the floor.”

Ominis finally stopped pacing. “Alright.”

“I don’t know what he did to you, but I’d be happy to bite him.” Meatball said. 

“Not necessary, but thank you.”

“Well that was creepy.” Garreth said. “I’ve never heard you speak parseltongue before.” He turned to Sebastian and elbowed him. “Me and a couple blokes were going to get a quidditch game going. You in?”

“Sounds good. By the way, Melody, you’d be an excellent beater. You’ve got uncontrolled rage and brute strength.” 

“Melody? I’ve never seen her with uncontrolled rage.” Garreth said. “Look at her, she’s small and cute, like a puffskein.”

“Clearly you haven’t gotten on her bad side.” Sebastian smirked. “See you guys later.” He left Melody and Ominis (and Meatball) and Melody took his hand. 

“Ominis, I know there’s a reason you acted the way you did. You can tell me. It’s alright.”

His cheeks burned at the memory. “It’s…hard to talk about.” 

“You don’t have to tell me, but just know I’m here for you.” Melody squeezed his hand. 

“I want to, just…not here.”

“That’s fine. Wanna go back to your dorm?” 

She didn’t let go of his hand and he let her guide him. Her hand felt nice in his. 

No one batted an eye to her coming into the Slytherin dorms anymore. They went up to Ominis’ room and he sat on the bed. He was surprised when he felt Melody sit beside him and take his hand again. It was comforting, and he couldn’t remember the last time anyone had done something to comfort him. 

“It wasn’t second year. It was first year. I was terrified of people hating me because I was a Gaunt, and treating me differently because I was blind. Duncan and I became friends and one day he asked me if I’d like to go with him to the boathouse. He said it was cool and that if we listened closely, we could hear the mermaids. So I went with him and we stood on the edge of the dock. He told me to lean forward and listen closely. When I did, he shoved me in the water.”

“Oh Ominis…” 

“He intended to let me drown. But I was able to get out, and I asked him why he’d done it. He said he was doing the world a favor by getting rid of one of the Gaunts.”

Melody was quiet for a moment, but he noticed her hand tightened around his. He was surprised when a teardrop fell onto his hand. “Melody?”

“That’s the cruelest thing I’ve ever heard. I’m so sorry you went through that.”

“Garreth found me on my way back to the castle, soaked to the bone. He asked me what happened and took me to his aunt, Professor Weasley. I asked them to forget about it, I just wanted to move on.”

“He should have gotten in trouble, been expelled, even!”

“He wasn’t, and I avoided him after that. I didn’t tell anyone what had happened.”

“Ominis.” He felt Melody shift beside him. “I hope you don’t think what he said was true. Because my world is much better with one of the Gaunts in it.”

His heart was fluttering wildly. “It hurt me deeply for a while. Still does, apparently. When I found out he was the one that sent you the letter, I just…” He took a deep breath. “I was just imagining having to deal with him on a regular basis if you ended up dating, and it would be so hard.”

“So if things went differently and I somehow fell in love with Duncan, you’d just deal with your own feelings about it?”

“Of course. I want you to be happy, no matter who it’s with.” 

He jumped as Melody’s lips were pressed against his. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have-” Melody was leaning away and he held onto her. 

 “You just startled me. I couldn’t see it coming, you know.” He smiled. “But I’d like to do it again, and I’ll be ready this time.”

He cupped her face with his hand and brushed a thumb along her cheek. They shared a tender, delicate kiss. When she pulled away, Ominis was grinning. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

“Me too. I do love Meatball, but my frequent visits weren’t just to spend time with him.”

Ominis held onto her hand and rubbed small circles into it and leaned back against the wall. She did the same and rested her head on his shoulder. “Meatball’s been trying to get us together since day one. I’m surprised he’s quiet now.”

“He’s in my- SHIT!” She jumped up. “He’s not in my bag anymore! MEATBALL!” 

“Oh god, I hope he didn’t go after the headmaster again.” Ominis got up and grabbed his wand. He headed for the door and Melody tugged on his sleeve. He turned and she pulled him down for a kiss. “What was that for?” He asked with a smile.

“For being you. Now let’s go find the sneakiest snake in the world. I think I have an idea of where to look.” 

Duncan had been reading a book in the hallway, but decided to go back to his dorm. He’d hoped to run into Melody again, but without Gaunt and that snake. He shuddered. He wondered if she’d gotten the letter yet and what she thought. He reached into his backpack to put his book away and froze as a hiss came out of his bag. A serpent tongue flicked his hand and he screamed. 

“Puffskein Dunkein’s at it again.” A pair of hufflepuff girls giggled. Duncan was frozen with fear as Meatball slithered up his arm, coiling himself around it.

“MEATBALL!” Ominis shouted. “Get off of him at once!”

“You did this on purpose! You put your snake in my bag!” Duncan was panicking as Meatball tightened his grip.

“MEATBALL MARINARA GAUNT, YOU COME HERE RIGHT NOW!” Melody shouted. Meatball gave a sad sigh and returned to her. 

“You told him to attack me, with your freaky snake talking skills! I’m going to the headmaster and-” a grunt came out of him as Melody yanked him forward by his tie. 

“You’ll do nothing of the sort. In fact, you’ll avoid us. Ominis was kind to you by not turning you in when you tried to drown him, you cowardly little rat. So you will SHUT UP, leave us alone, and my boyfriend and I will be on our way. Do I make myself clear?”

“Boyfriend?” Duncan asked. 

“Yes, a fact that you weren’t aware of when you sent that letter.” Ominis glared. “Let’s go.” He took Melody’s hand and they walked away. 

“Sorry I called you my boyfriend, I know it’s fast, we just kissed for the first time like fifteen minutes ago, but I wanted to get my point across.”

“Kiss?! Boyfriend?!” Meatball was looking back and forth between the two of them.

“Yes, you missed a lot while you were out roaming the castle again.” Ominis smirked. “I have no objections to being your boyfriend.”

“Really?” Melody grinned.

“Of course not. Are you kidding? I’ve been pining after you for months. Really ever since you chased me down and brought me your backpack with a snake in it.”

Melody wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled up at him. “Sebastian will be gone for a bit playing quidditch…just saying…”

“Let’s go!”

[hannahlikeso741]

HL Boys smelling female MC's perfume Part 2

Y'all really like the perfume posts, so I grace you with Part 2, a continuation of the little blurbs previously written with MC as their lover now. Perfumes listed for each character and credits to @cranberryletters and @hogwartslegacyreactions.

Boys Edition : Part 1

Girl's edition : Part 1, Part 2

Sebastian Sallow : (Penhaligon's Lavandula)

The Undercroft was cold and dim. Sebastian needed time to get away from people, overwhelmed by it all. He was so tired, stressed and... defeated. The events that happened from his 5th year is now weighing on him, leaving him haunted as he slumped into the wall, his legs giving out as Sebastian stared at the ceiling. He didn't expect MC coming into the Undercroft, a worried look written on her face. MC asked him if he was all right. Does he even look all right? He snorted sarcastically at this question, looking back at her with indifference. MC sighed, going to his side as she sat next to him, giving Sebastian a big hug. At first Sebastian didn't feel indifferent to MC's hug, but his arms found itself wrapped around her waist tight, catching that smell again. Oh he missed that scent, that lavender scent she wears so well, blended with a slight hint of vanilla and spicy notes. It came in like a comforting voice, a lover's embrace to calm Sebastian's pain. Unashamedly so that he buried his nose onto the crook of MC's neck, taking in deep breaths to smell her scent again. So much so Sebastian didn't notice MC's gasp, her eyelids fluttering at the intensity of his hold on her. In the sheer hunger of needing comfort, Sebastian kissed MC on the lips passionately. Neither of them broke from the kiss, finding themselves wrapped in a passionate embrace. After needing some air, Sebastian asked if MC would come and stay with him in Feldcroft for the summer. He smirked when she said yes.

Ominis Gaunt: (Chanel's No 5)

He couldn't get enough of that scent and it frustrated him so. MC decided to play coy when Ominis finally asked about her perfume, saying that she will tell him if he willingly would go to the upcoming school ball with her. Reluctantly, Ominis agreed. Ominis found himself wearing his dress robes as he waits for MC in the Great Hall during that night, nervous as it all could be a trick and he was stood up. Ominis heard the gasps and murmurs, wondering who that could be. But upon catching that scent, he smiled as MC held his hand, leading him to the dancefloor when the music started to play. Sighing, he held MC in a waltz position, praying that he didn't step on her toes. Suprisingly she caught up to him in speed and steps, the two moving in sync. Upon smelling her close up, Ominis could finally note the iris, musk, vanilla and other things... but it was incomplete as it was missing one more note. As MC got tired of dancing and wanted to take a breather, Ominis followed suit, sitting down in the moonlit garden. Ominis now didn't find the scent annoying or bothersome, rather it greets him like an elegant work of art that was put on display. He and MC admitted their feelings towards on another, leading to a chaste kiss and a warm embrace. Ominis found the missing note on that perfume. Her.

Garreth Weasley: (Replica's Lazy Sunday Morning)

He watches MC sleeping peacefully next to him after they made love yesterday night. Garreth let his fingers dance around MC's hair, slowly moving towards the skin on her back. The Sunday morning peeked through the window, giving MC a sort of halo. Garreth felt blessed to witness a rare beautiful sight. MC woke up, stretching slightly with the white linen bedsheets. She turned to her side, greeting him with a sleepy smile as she snuggled up to him. Garreth gave MC a kiss on her lips, taking in that scent he smelt from her handkerchief from that potions incident. Oh, how that scent charmed him so, with it's musky yet clean notes blending together with that light touch of pear and florals. Garreth sighed as he held MC tight, continuously giving her small kisses and whispering sweet nothings while she held him tight, giving him small moans that was music to his ears. They spent the whole morning in that bed, the conversation going from pillow talk to dreams of the future. Garreth chuckled and supported her ambitions, while she can't wait to see him become a master potioneer. They both smiled at each other, looking forward to what came next. The impression from that scent that first hit Garreth did came true in the end. It was better than Garreth could ever dream of. Maybe now it is a good time to pull out that ring he kept hidden in the bedside table.

Amit Thakkar: (Diptyque's Tam Dao)

MC wanted to explore the rest of the magical world after graduation. Amit willingly obliged, wanting to go with her to see the spots where it is just perfect to set up a telescope to view the stars above. Upon landing in his homeland of India during their travels, Amit asked if she was willing to visit his homestate of Bombay, or as he calls it, Gujarat. MC said yes, and Amit felt his heart over soared with joy. He also actually bought the train tickets ahead of time so he felt relief when she said yes otherwise those tickets would have gone to waste. The tropical heat and hearing the familiar Gujarati language cured Amit's homesickness once the train stopped at his hometown. He had to admit, he had been away for too long. He showed MC the temples and their gods and goddesses, explaining their roles in Hinduism. MC listened with a curious mind, a keen pupil as she always was when Amit studies with her about Astronomy. Amit gulped when they arrived at his childhood home, awaiting the flurry of questions from his parents regarding MC. MC knew how to charm her way through, answering each and every question while sprinkling some good things about their son. As MC played the charming guest, Amit couldn't help but to catch her scent again. Oh that sandal and cedar wood that reminded him of his childhood worn by her gave him such a yearning for his home that he fell for her since, wondering how he landed MC. Now that she is here, it just felt right. He stared at MC as she politely excuses herself to freshen up, giving Amit a kiss on the forehead as she goes to another room. And that is when Amit wanted to bury himself in shame as his parents nag him on when he is going to marry her.

Leander Prewett: (Goutal's Petite Cherie)

She can't be beat. He has tried everything but somehow MC always got better. On the last Summoner Court's match he lost by 70 points, leading Leander to admit defeat and walk away in shame. he didn't even care that MC was calling out to him until he felt a jolt, her hand grasping on his robes. MC asked why he was always challenging her in everything. Sighing, Leander admitted for once he just wanted to be good in something, perhaps something that can prove he was worthy of the house of Gryffindor. MC gave him a pat on the back, offering to teach him. In fact, she even offered to be his dueling partner so he can learn a thing or two. Slowly, Leander had to admit he wanted to be in MC's company. He began to join her in exploring caves or some quiet study time, relishing in what she had to share with him. She always had that pull about her, down to her scent. Oh how that grassy notes of pear and peach settle down to a bouquet of roses and lilac on her skin and clothes. She doesn't know about how magnetic she was, was she? It was one of those days that MC asked him to meet her at the black lake, something about buried treasure. Leander took a deep breath as he held to those roses tight, waiting for her. He was going to prove his bravery to her by asking her out right now.

Everett Clopton: (Loewe's 001)

Whoa! Those new broom upgrades was worth every galleon spent. Everett swished around the Southern course, with MC just right behind him. The two merely only wanted to test it out, leading to them doing a broom race. Honestly, Imelda might be foaming at the mouth seeing those two beating her score halfway. Everett looked back, ensuring MC wasn't too far behind. Unfortunately, he went too fast that for a split second, he found himself going flat on a tree. MC screamed in shock , then yelling Arresto Momentum to prevent him from falling down faster. That was some good timing, he thought as he landed on the ground gently with MC landing on her broom, looking frantic. He is okay, he faced worse broom accidents. MC isn't having it and shoves him a bottle of Wiggenweld. Fine, fine, he will drink one. As he drank, he caught a wiff of himself. Thank Merlin that he actually wore some cologne this time with MC so close to him. He gave her a kiss of reassurance on her forehead, seeing that she really was worried. Leaning his head on the crook of her neck, he gave a little laugh as he basked into that familiar scent of tangerine and bergamot that gave way to the jasmine, amber and linen. MC's body heat was the finishing touch to that scent as Everett looked up at her, giving a child like smirk. Upon seeing MC rolled her eyes and giving him a kiss in return, Everett knew he won, more ways than one.

[eggymf-archived]

dearly beloved; masterlist

ft. garreth weasley with f!reader/mc (series)

themes: arranged marriage, 7th year, slytherin!reader, angst, fluff, slow burn, reader is mc, eventual romance, mutual pining, love triangle, friends with benefits

warning: nsfw, smut, toxic dynamics, mild gore, mild violence, not spoiler-free

summary: as the sole heiress of a pureblooded family who valued prestige and wealth above all, an arranged marriage was inevitable in order to preserve the family’s line of purity. much to your parents’ sheer annoyance, you’ve decided to make their jobs unnecessarily difficult by rejecting every single boy from their silly little list of potential suitors, ultimately leaving the last remaining option: garreth weasley.

main masterlist || AO3 || wattpad (will be published there once completed)

a/n: might be on hold for now due to my other ongoing fic. just comment if you want to be added to the taglist. (posting this in advance so that i don’t chuck it in the trash out of fear.)

erotomania: 

a/n: a short prequel of the story featuring f!reader/mc’s unsavory antics before her story with the ever lovable garreth weasley

part 1 - the art of persuasion (ominis gaunt x f!reader/mc) 🔞

part 2 - all’s fair in love and war (ominis gaunt x f!reader/mc) 🔞

part 3 - the elegy of us (sebastian sallow x f!reader/mc) 🔞

dearly beloved:

part 1 - tbd...

...

extras: 

a/n: one-shots, blurbs, writing practice, etc. 

no place like home (garreth weasley x f!reader/mc)

update [5/30/2023]: no tentative dates of when i’ll be releasing the main story just yet. i’m still focused on my other fics plus the part 2 of the backstory one-shots. :D

[sallow-tales]

Feather-light Falling – Garreth Weasley x GN!Reader

A/N: Well guys, here it is. Not only the first piece of Hogwarts Legacy fanfiction that I've written, but the first fanfiction I've written in probably 2 years. It's more of a blurb than anything, but I felt incredibly inspired. I'm pretty sure it's gender neutral, but let me know if you catch anything gendered! I hope at least someone likes it

PS: bonus points to anyone who can guess what song inspired me. I tried not to make it obvious.

Word Count: 962

In the crowded pub, Garreth enthusing about his most recent potion venture, it almost feels too good to be true. 

After everything you've been through over the last year, it feels like the world has been waiting with baited breath, for something, anything to happen. It couldn't all be over just like that, could it? 

Anxiety plagued your brain during every spare moment. Every corner you turned around, every darkened room you entered, you half expected to see a dark wizard or goblin on the other side. You couldn't even confide in your normal companions, as your relationship with Ominis and Sebastian was on the rocks after the incident with Uncle Solomon. You'd make it through, you were sure, but you just didn't feel like dumping your problems onto their shoulders, not when they each had so much to worry about on their own.

So when Garreth Weasley of all people approached you, offering his support if you ever needed it, you were considerably more open to the possibility than you'd expected to be.

“Hey, I, uh, I know we aren’t exactly close, but I want you to know that I’m here if you need anything.” His voice was genuine and you could see in his eyes that he saw you struggling. Despite his constant chaos, he’d always been an observant one.

“Thank you Garreth. I appreciate it, I really do.” You smiled politely, expecting that to be the end of the conversation, but then the redhead spoke again.

“Just wanted to make sure you know you’re not alone.” The words were intended to be a closing remark, but they struck a certain chord with you. Alone, that’s how you felt without Professor Fig, without Sebastian and Ominis by your side every moment–you felt alone. In that moment, you realized that you didn’t have to be, at least not right now.

"Actually, would you mind if… Can we just… go to the Three Broomsticks? I could really use a drink."

And thus you found yourself here, entranced with the ginger in front of you against everything you'd ever anticipated.

As you listen to Garreth ramble on, you can’t help but wonder why you hadn’t spent more time with him before. Sure, you’d helped him with a potion mishap on your first day of classes, and then snuck some billywig stings from the Honeydukes cellar when he’d asked, but outside of those few interactions he’d always been someone skirting at the edges of your life; there, but not necessarily of notice. 

Now, he’s there and all you can notice. The spattering of freckles like paint on a canvas, the way he talks with his hands, the quirk to his lips that indicates his sheer excitement at speaking about something he’s passionate about–and actually having someone listen.

Your conversation continues for a while longer and one butterbeer turns into two and then three and you realize that the beverage isn’t the only thing making you feel warm. It’s also the fact that your anxiety isn’t bothering you for the first time in months. It’s the fact that you feel happy and comfortable exactly where you are. It’s a feeling you haven’t known in longer than you can remember.

And as Garreth’s green eyes flick to yours mid sentence, it’s as if everything clicks into place. You’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop for what feels like forever, and it does– not with the jarring thump you’ve been waiting for, but rather the featherlight touch of a snowflake floating softly to the ground.

There’s laughter and smiles and the urge to lean into him is so strong, but you can’t give in. You won’t let yourself give in. You don’t want to risk ruining this moment so artfully and accidentally created. 

Before you know it, curfew is fast approaching and when you realize the time, you instantly wish you hadn’t. You don’t want the night to end, because you fear that this feeling will end with it. Alas, you don’t particularly have another choice, not once he stands and holds his hand out towards you. It’s an invitation, but by no means an obligation. It holds a lifetime of possibilities–companionship, comfort, and the piece currently missing from your soul. You take it, and he carefully leads the two of you out of the crowded pub. 

The walk back to the castle is as slow as you can manage, and at one point or another his arm ends up draped over your shoulder and yours looped loosely around his waist, and you’re giggling and grinning from ear to ear. As far as you can tell, so is he.

When you step into the still air of the castle, you half expect the haze that’s fallen over the two of you to dissipate, but it doesn’t. A pang of doubt flashes through your mind, wondering if he’s even felt a fragment of the same emotions that have been pulsing through you all evening.

But your gaze meets his and you see the fire within him–not a wild blaze, or even the crackle of a fireplace. It’s the soft flickering of a candle, bright but fragile. It carries the capability to warm you, or to be blown out by a single stray breath.

It’s a look that you’re sure is mirrored in your own eyes.

“Do you think we could possibly do this again sometime? It was really nice spending time with you.” Your words are quiet, timid, barely above a whisper. He hears them anyway and he smiles.

“Of course. Anything for you.”

A soft kiss to his cheek signals your departure, but when you glance over your shoulder at him, you could have sworn you saw that candle behind his eyes burn slightly stronger.

[radioactiveparker]

Masterlist

Wallpaper Masterlist

Eddie Munson

Headcanons

Eddie Munson - (1) (2) (3)

Eddie Munson X Reader - (1) (2) (3) (Halloween)

Eddie Munson X Reader NSFW - (1)

Imagines

Mistletoe and Wine (smut)

Ride It Hard (smut)

Full Moon High

First Time For Everything (smut)

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart (smut)

A Proposition To Make Amends (smut)

The Boy Next Door (smut)

Blurbs

Smut - (1) (2) (3) Dad!Eddie - (1)

Series

The Breakfast Club

Steve Harrington

Headcanons

Steve Harrington - (1) (2) (3)

Steve Harrington X Reader - (1) (2)

Steve Harrington X Reader NSFW - Coming soon

Imagines

Back To You

What I Go To School For (smut)

A Proposition To Make Amends (smut)

Robin Buckley

Imagines

It's A Date

Who I write for:

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Robin Buckley

Jonathan Byers

Marvel Universe

Nancy Wheeler

Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Peter Parker (Tom Holland / Andrew Garfield)

Bucky Barnes

Michelle Jones

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova

Wanda Maximoff

Scott Lang

Peter Quill

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Mattheo Riddle

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Pansy Parkinson

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominis Gaunt

Garreth Weasley

Call of Duty

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish

[spaceyaceface]

Love Confession Blurbs Masterlist

Sebastian Sallow

"don't make me say it. i can't say the words." "there isn't anything i wouldn't do for you/i'm so sorry you found out this way" "i've loved you since the moment i first laid eyes on you." "for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence." "are you really so oblivious?" "please... say something." "i can't pretend anymore." "you are all i can think about/i dream of you. all i do is dream of you." a glance into the future platonic forehead kisses start to give you the feels

Ominis Gaunt

"for years i have yearned for you, in secrecy and silence." "after everything you've done, i still love you. with all i am." "i am so very in love with you." "it hurts me, just how much i ache for you."

it takes a loss to win wanting to do things for them "cut the bullshit, tell me the truth." "were you ever going to tell me?" absent-mindedly playing with their hair them running into your arms

Garreth Weasley

"we have just met and yet it feels like i have known you a lifetime."

[legacy-boys]

I cannot stop making little blurbs of Garreth and Prof Sharp :p

"Professor could you help me with this"

"What is it, Weasley?"

"Well uh.."

Sharp turns to garreth and sees him covered in black soot "Garreth what in merlins name happened?!"

"What do you think?"

"Weasley, you are going to be the death of me."

"Just help me will you, it wont come off."

sharp grabs a cauldron of a clear bubbly liquid. He throws it at garreth :p

"woah, that worked, thank you professor! What potion was that?"

"Soap and water."

[s1r3ns-c4ll]

Request Rules/Who I Write For/Masterlist Link

 Hello hello! the name’s Siren and here’s the post where you can see what you can request, who I write for, and eventually a masterlist as I start putting up requests and my own little writing blurbs! You’ll Find all my Hogwarts Legacy and RWBY fics on the masterlists and the tags #Siren HL and #Siren RWBY

Masterlists:

Hogwarts Legacy RWBY (Coming Soon)

Fandoms I Write For (Might Expand Eventually):

Hogwarts Legacy

RWBY

What I’ll Write:

x Reader (GN will be the default if not specified, but I will write fem/masc reader focus if requested!)

Platonic

Poly

Non-Explicit Mature Themes (teasing explicit themes, but not actual smut will be written)

Headcanons

Ships

Angst

Hurt/Comfort

Fluff ( I love fluff with all my heart ;) )

What I WON’T Write:

Works glorifying S/A themes

Rape/Non-Con themes

Abusive themes (I can elude to pat experiences but will never explicitly write works with abuse being the focus)

Smut

Illegal age gaps

Incest

Hateful content that paints another character in bad light (ex: “Can you write something where [sweet character] does [bad thing] to [sweet character] and reader helps them through it?”)

Extremely dark themes

Hogwarts Legacy Characters:

Poppy Sweeting

Natsai Onai

Samantha Dale

Imelda Reyes

Anne Sallow

Garreth Weasley

Ominis Gaunt

Sebastian Sallow

Note: I’d love to write for every Hogwarts Legacy character! But on Tumblr, there is a heavy focus on Sebastian, Ominis and Garreth (Mainly the two Slytherin). So I don’t discourage requesting them, but please do send requests for our lovely women in the game :)

RWBY Characters:

Team RWBY:

Ruby Rose

Weiss Schnee

Blake Belladonna

Yang Xiao-Long

Team JNPR:

Jaune Arc

Pyrrha Nikos

Nora Valkyrie

Lie Ren

Team CFVY

Coco Adel

Fox Alistair

Velvet Scarletina

Yatsuhashi Daichi

Team SSSN(N)

Sun Wukong

Scarlet David

Sage Ayana

Neptune Vasilias

Nolan Porfirio

Atlas ACE-OPs

Clover Ebi

Marrow Amin

Vine Zeki

Harriet Bree

Elm Ederne

Others:

Winter Schnee

Emerald Sustrai

Penny Polendina

Ilia Amitola

Neo

[shyamanuensis]

Master List - work in progress

Chapter Fiction In Amongst The Shadows - on hiatus Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 - coming soon Secret Life of Us - on hiatus Chapter 1

The Hit List - on going Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 - coming soon

One Shots/Drabbles Distractions - Sebastian Sallow Study Session - Sebastian Sallow **implied NSFW Boy at the Rock Show - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Restricted - Sebastian Sallow The Goodbye Box - Sebastian Sallow Christmas Wishes - Ominis/Sebastian/Garreth Attention - Sebastian Sallow Dads!Blurb One - Ominis/Sebastian/Garreth Broken - Ominis Gaunt Quidditch Bleachers - Garreth Weasley Two Sugars - Ominis Gaunt