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Keeping the Animal Parade fandom alive, one (1) image at a time.
I might eventually fully render this with the church background but for now have this. ♡
#story of seasons#harvest moon#harvest moon fanart#harvest moon animal parade#HMAP#animal parade#molly x wizard#mc x wizard#molly hmap#wizard#fanart#sos/hm#hm/sos#story of seasons fanart#schmellows
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dad seb dad seb dad seb 💕
#I AM ON MY KNEES FOR HIM U DONT UNDERSTAND🧎♀️🧎♀️🧎♀️#GRAHHH I dont even want kids and im giving myself baby fever#also why is the concept of a man coming home from work so attractive like......huh#also im living vicariously through seb by having him bite lewis' cheeks LMAO grrrrr hes like MOCHI#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian x mc#choccyart#clora clemons#lewis sallow#celeste sallow#also it doesnt matter how old clora and seb get as adults i will always be drawing them the same LFMAO#we can just chalk it up to wizard age since they live longer#and no matter how old seb gets i will not be drawing him with a beard or anything ever im sorry i like my men like i like my coffee#clean shaven
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I need you. - Sebastian Sallow
Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x GN!Reader
Words: 1.1k
Chapter Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, kissing, angst and comfort, Sebastian needs to be snuggled, Sebastian is also sad, and Sebastian needs love, neck kissing, cuddling and snuggling, Soft!Sebastian Supremacy, House or gender is not specified, (implied) established relationship, use of 2nd person for the reader
Summary: Sebastian has different ways of dealing with being hurt. One of them is burying his face in your chest while you cuddle him
A/N: IT'S SALLOW SUNDAY and since people seem to like my soft!seb heacanons, I wrote a whole fic instead <3 I woke up feeling snuggly, sooo...
Masterlist
you can find the whole fic on ao3 as well <3
Ominis' version
You didn't even hear his steps, yet when you saw a grimace creep up on Leander's face as he spoke to you, and strong arms wrap around your torso, you knew.
Sebastian left a soft kiss on the top of your head, looking at Leander with a small frown. You thought it must be one of those things only boys understood, because Leander sighed and nodded, without saying a word. Sebastian relaxed against you.
Pair of eyes looked between the two boys, as if expecting a fight to come out of it, but Leander just smiled in acknowledgement. "Sallow." Then his eyes met yours. "I'll see you in class. Don't forget your Leechjuice again."
You rolled your eyes. "It was one time."
Many people mistook it for possessiveness. You knew the real reason for it.
Leander walked away, waving you a goodbye, and Sebastian leaned his head against yours.
"Hi," you whispered with a small smile. He nuzzled your cheek, leaning his weight on your back.
While you never reproached him for showing his touchy side in public, you were starting to feel a little self-conscious of all the curious eyes piercing the two of you, so you turned around in his arms — albeit with great difficulty as his iron grip on you seemed unmovable — and cupped his cheeks.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
You swore you saw a few tears collect in his eyes as you spoke, so you walked him backwards to a more secluded bench. He sat down and immediately pulled you onto his lap.
After two years of dating, Sebastian had no more qualms about showing you his need for affection. You were there through it all: when Anne was cursed, when Sebastian desperately tried to find a cure, and even now, when he was diving into a dangerous path with his new friend. He had begun to rely on you, and on something only you could give him.
Security.
You threaded your fingers through his hair, affectionately scratching his scalp, and he let out a soft whine – a whine of pleasure, and a whine of something else. Something sad and guilty and that made him tighten his grip against you and bury his face in your chest.
"He has sent another letter!" he began, running his hands along your back and hips. You learned it was a way for him to reassure himself and calm down. "He told me the if I don't stop, he'll never let me see Anne again!"
Your face softened, hand now cupping the back of his head and pulling him closer. Usually, when Sebastian had a fight with Solomon, he'd retreat in the Undercroft, angry and incensed and ready to burn his own rage to the sound of very loud Confringo's. But there were times when his uncle's words got to him, made his heart sink with the need of a love that was stripped from him. A love he tried to silence by hugging his pillow tight at night when he was young. A love he found in you.
"He won't actually do it. Anne will always be your sister," you reassured him softly. "She'll want to see you, and he can't stop her from that."
He breathed heavily in your chest, pressed his palm under your thighs to pull you further in.
"She doesn't agree with what I'm doing…" He muffled his broken voice in your shirt.
"I know…"
"And she might stop loving me…" he said tearfully.
"She won't." You said earnestly. "She's your twin. In her heart, she knows she'd do the same for you."
He trembled a little, emotions threatening to explode.
"You don't trust Solomon," you began, stroking his hair, "but you can trust me. And you can trust Anne."
He stopped quivering, and you could almost feel the gears turn in his brain at your words. He began to kiss you through your shirt in gratitude.
You thought the position must have been uncomfortable to him, even if he didn't show it, so you slightly pushed his torso back, his face leaving your chest with a displeased frown, and leaned him on the seatback a little, then nestled in his arms, face nuzzling his neck. He sighed in relief as you cuddled against him.
"I know I'm too much sometimes…" he said in a small voice, hiding his face in your hair.
"You're not," you answered immediately. You could see his insecurities start to creep up on him, and you wouldn't have that.
"I annoy you."
"You don't," you protested, looking up at him in concern.
"I always come to you—"
"I'm glad you do."
"—and I'm always too needy."
"I don't see a problem with that."
You sighed and cupped his cheek again, drawing him down to press your mouth to his. It took a small touch for him to ignite, leaning his whole torso over you to deepen the kiss, desperately tugging at your lips. He pulled back with a grimace again when he noticed, and turned away, almost guilty.
"Don't refuse my affection," you whispered.
"I will consume you."
"I'm yours anyway."
He looked back at you, eyes fleeting over the gentle smile on your lips.
"Now come and kiss me a little more."
The battle in his mind seemed to settle immediately, and he lunged forward, placing one hand on the back of your head to keep you in place as his lips feasted on yours. His other arm circled your waist, holding you impossibly tight against him. And he was everywhere — his body caging yours, lips hungrily pulling and biting and bruising, hands desperately kneading your flesh, prising your shirt open to touch your bare skin. You felt dizzy at the force of his affection, and you knew he was right. He would consume you, like a wildfire, an eruption, a cataclysm about to blow your heart in a pulp of blood and passion as his tongue claimed yours. And you'd stop feeling like a person at his touch, so overcome by him you'd lose yourself. And then he'd settle it all right, kissing the blood off your lips with reverence, caressing your bruises gently, putting order into your feelings and reminding you once again that you would do anything for him.
"I need you," he breathed out, dipping his head in the crook of your neck. "Every day…"
You didn't stop him when he sucked a love bite into your skin.
"It's a good thing I feel the same," you chuckled.
"Even if you don't need me as much as I need you—"
"I need you more than you can imagine."
He looked up at you, and you kissed his lips again. This time he was gentle as well.
"Don't stop coming to me. Ever."
He nodded and kissed you again. And again. And again. And again, until Professor Weasley reproached the both of you for inappropriate behaviour and sent you to detention for a week.
And he'd kiss you there, too.
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Can’t stop and won’t stop my delulu
You can do it with vidu studio or lumalabs
Have fun loves 🤭🤍
#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts aesthetic#slytherin#hogwarts#hogwarts legacy screenshots#hogwarts legacy mc#dark aesthetic#dark wizards#ancient magic#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x mc#sharon grey#badass couple#hogwarts legacy oc#hogwarts legacy sebastian#sebastian#Spotify
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after the end of the fifth year
#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow x christian eisen#sebristian#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian sallow x m!mc#hogwarts legacy mc#sebastian sallow#christian eisen#hogwarts legacy sebastian#hogwarts legacy fandom#sebastian x mc#sebastian sallow x male mc#sebastian sallow x oc#hogwarts legacy screenshots#virtual photography#game photography#wizarding world#hogwarts
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Happy Halloween friends!
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I work for a surgeon and I didn't give a single heck today at my office. I dressed up as my Jess. This is my first cosplay ever! 💚✨🐍✨💚
#Hogwarts Cosplay#hogwarts legacy#sebastian x mc#hogwarts legacy x reader#sebastian sallow#hogwarts oc#sebastian x ominis#sebastian x reader#ominis gaunt#hogwarts legacy ominis#hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry#wizarding society#wizarding world#wizardposting#wizardblr#garreth weasley x jess burke#sebastian x jess#jess burke#hogwarts fanart#hogwarts houses#slytherin x reader#house slytherin#slytherin cosplay#my first cosplay#hogwarts mc#mc cosplay#hogwarts legacy sebastian#hogwarts legacy fandom#hogwarts legacy mc#hogwarts legacy oc
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Getting ready for the epilogue party
#kiss your wizard before party#kiss your wizard goodnight#kiss your wizard good morning#KISS YOUR WIZARD#I absolutely adore that MC can marry him in the end#gale#gale dekarios#gale of waterdeep#bg3 gale#gale x durge#bg3#tiefling#gale romance#baldurs gate 3#baldur's gate 3#bg3 fanart#dark urge#original character#wizard x sorcerer romance is delicious
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A commission for @redqueenie82. Thank you so much for supporting and commissioning me!!💚
Her dark witch is captured by the Ministry to be used as leverage against Sebastian. But nobody takes his beloved and nobody takes what belongs to him. He will save her, even if it means he has to tear down the whole place.
#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian#sallow#hogwarts legacy mc#mc#witch#wizard#art#digital art#fanart#commission#art commissions#sebastian x mc#sebastian sallow x mc
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HL Incorrect Quote #94
Ominis: I think you're a bad influence.
Sebastian: What are you talking about? You're completely fine.
Ominis: I'm not talking about ME...
MC in the distance: *casts Confringo and laughs maniacally*
#I know I just did an incorrect quote about fire but I can't be the only one that loved confringo right?#And yes sebastian had as much of a hand in making mc a menace as the other way around#mc is a menace to the wizard society lol#Confringo#Confringo spammer guilty as charged#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian sallow#hogwarts mc#ominis gaunt#hogwarts legacy incorrect quotes#hogwarts legacy
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Somewhat modern day AU? Aka my excuse to do silly social media shenanigans and drawing Seb in a sweater vest? (p.s. that’s Ominis’ peace sign)
#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x mc#hogwarts legacy mc#garreth weasley#fanart#oof tell me why I tried so hard on this?#I hate backgrounds with a passion that burns#but it’s so cute look how peaceful they are sleeping#ah another trope I am weak for ‘we fell asleep on each other’#would wizards even have phones?#idk but here#srry Garreth isn’t technically in this but it’s his post so I’m tagging him#ok but social media posts are high key kinda fun to draw#sebastian x mc
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I got a new cover for my fic by the amazing @flamboyantjelly and seriously I can stare at this for the rest of my life.
Voyagers of Time and Shadow features Evelyn Kingsley and Sebastian Sallow as they accidentally travel through time and end up in 1995. Under the guidance of the new Headmaster Dumbledore they repeat fifth year. Evelyn and Sebastian are desperate to get back to 1891, even more so when they find letters Ominis Gaunt left them in the Undercroft. Sebastian quickly lands himself in detention with Professor Umbridge which causes him to befriend Harry Potter. Evelyn struggles with keeping their secret and the fact that she absorbed the corrupt ancient magic from the repository. The war between the Order of the Phoenix and The Death Eaters rages in secret and Evie and Sebastian find themselves right in the center of it all. What will people do when Evie reveals her devastating magic? Will Sebastian get a cure back to Anne?
This Fic has been such a joy to write. I started playing Hogwarts Legacy as an escape and my fics have helped me through a lot. These characters mean so much to me.
I know I’m still growing as a writer so all the comments and kudos mean the world to me 💕
The story is ongoing and I can’t wait to show everyone what I’ve got planned for them 🐍
#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x mc#wizarding world#ominis gaunt#harry potter#hogwarts legacy fanfic#ancient magic#hogwarts legacy mc#order of the phoenix#harry potter fanfiction#time travel#ron weasley#hermione granger#Dumbledore#Voldemort
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Digital redraw from the traditional redraw, both dated back about half a year ago. :)
The original picture should be from 2015...
Honestly I'll never get over my love for hmap.
#Story of Seasons#Harvest Moon#Harvest Moon Animal Parade#HMAP#Molly#Wizard#MC x Wizard#Molly x Wizard#SOS/HM#HM/SOS#schmellows
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When the wind settles
Sebastian Sallow x reader
Summary : After Ranrok was ended, a Goblin rebellion happened. This is 5 months after the rebellion, and everyone thought you were gone for good. Sebastian revisits Feldcroft in an attempt to find traces of you again, not knowing what's to come.
Word count : 1.5k
Notes : This one was a little heavier to write! Just had to get this one out of my mind.
TW : Mentions of su!c!dal ideation... read at your own discretion.
Read my disclaimer and fair use notice here
The ruins of Feldcroft lay still, a silent testament to the war that had ravaged the land. The village, once vibrant with life, was now a graveyard of memories, its cottages reduced to charred skeletons, its streets choked with debris. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and ashes, a grim reminder of all that had been lost. Snow had begun to fall again, soft and steady, as if the sky itself was mourning.
Sebastian Sallow stood in the center of what had once been his home, his heart as cold and lifeless as the stones scattered around him. It had been five months since the final battle of the Goblin Rebellion, five months since he had lost almost everything that mattered. Ominis and Anne were safe, and for that, he was grateful, but the knowledge did nothing to fill the void inside him.
Because you were gone.
The thought was a knife in his chest, a pain that had become as familiar as his own heartbeat. You had been his anchor, his hope, his everything. And now you were nothing more than a memory—a ghost that haunted his every waking moment. They had told him you were dead, that you had been lost in the chaos of the battle, your body never found. He had refused to believe it at first, had scoured the wreckage for any sign of you, but as the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, the terrible truth had settled in.
You were gone. And there was nothing he could do to change that.
The guilt was a constant companion, a weight he could never shake. You had been the best of them, the light that had kept him going through the darkest times. And now that light was extinguished, leaving him to stumble through the shadows alone.
He had come back to Feldcroft because there was nowhere else to go. The world outside was trying to rebuild, to move on, but Sebastian was stuck in the past, trapped in a moment that he couldn’t escape. The ruins of Feldcroft were all that was left of his old life, a desolate reflection of the emptiness he carried inside him.
He wandered through the village, his steps slow and heavy, his mind lost in the memories of what had once been. He could still see it, as if the echoes of the past were imprinted on the air—the laughter of children playing in the streets, the warm glow of lanterns in the windows, the scent of freshly baked bread wafting from the cottages. But those memories were like ghosts, insubstantial and fleeting, impossible to hold on to.
Just like you.
Sebastian’s breath hitched as he reached the edge of the village, where the land sloped down toward the river. This had been your favorite spot, the place where you had always come to find peace, to escape from the burdens of the world. He could almost see you there, standing by the water, your hair catching the light as you turned to smile at him.
But it was just a memory. Just another ghost.
He closed his eyes, the ache in his chest unbearable. He didn’t know how to keep going without you, didn’t want to keep going. The world was a darker place without you in it, and he was so tired of stumbling through the shadows, of trying to find his way in a world that no longer made sense.
But then, through the silence, he heard it—a sound so soft, so faint, that at first, he thought it was just the wind. But it came again, more distinct this time, a footstep crunching in the snow behind him.
His heart stopped, his breath catching in his throat. He turned slowly, afraid to look, afraid to hope. And then he saw you.
You were standing just a few feet away, your figure half-hidden by the falling snow, your eyes wide with shock and something else—something that mirrored the grief and yearning that had been eating away at him for so long.
For a moment, he couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. His mind struggled to process what he was seeing, to reconcile the image of you standing before him with the brutal reality he had been living in. It couldn’t be real. You were gone. You were a ghost.
“Sebastian,” you whispered, your voice trembling as if you, too, were afraid that this was just a dream, that you might wake up at any moment and find yourself alone again.
He shook his head, his eyes wide with disbelief. “You’re not real,” he said, his voice breaking as he took a step back, his hands trembling at his sides. “You can’t be real.”
“Sebastian, it’s me,” you insisted, your voice thick with emotion as you took a step toward him, your hand reaching out as if to reassure him, to prove that you were real, that you were here.
He flinched, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at you, his mind screaming that this couldn’t be happening, that you were just a figment of his imagination, conjured by his grief and longing. “You’re dead,” he whispered, his voice raw with the pain that had been festering inside him for months. “They told me you were dead.”
“I almost was,” you admitted, your voice barely more than a breath. “I was hurt, Sebastian—badly. But I survived. I made it to one of the camps, and they healed me. After that, I helped wherever I could—healing, rebuilding, trying to make sense of everything that had happened. But my work there was done, I had nothing keeping me there. I had to find you.”
He stared at you, his heart breaking all over again at the sight of the tears in your eyes, the grief and love that shone in them. “I thought I’d lost you,” he whispered, his voice trembling with the weight of his emotions. “I thought you were gone, and I didn’t know how to keep going without you.”
You took another step closer, your hand brushing against his arm, warm and solid and so achingly real. “I’m here now,” you whispered, your voice filled with a quiet, unshakable determination. “We’re both here, Sebastian. We survived.”
He swallowed hard, his throat tight with the tears he had been holding back for so long. “It should’ve been me,” he choked out, the words slipping out before he could stop them. “You didn’t deserve this. You didn’t deserve to suffer like that. I should’ve been the one to die, not you.”
“No,” you said firmly, your voice laced with a fierce, desperate kind of love. “Don’t you ever say that, Sebastian. We both fought, we both survived. And now we’re here. Alive.”
He hesitated, his heart warring with his mind, his grief and guilt battling against the overwhelming relief of having you in his arms again. “I thought I’d lost you,” he repeated, his voice breaking as he finally let himself believe what he was seeing, let himself believe that you were really here, that this wasn’t just a cruel trick of his imagination.
You reached up, your hand cupping his cheek, your touch grounding him, anchoring him in the reality of the moment. “I’m right here,” you whispered, your voice trembling with the depth of your emotions. “And I’m not going anywhere. I’m not leaving you, Sebastian. Not now. Not ever.”
He couldn’t hold back any longer. With a broken sob, he pulled you into his arms, holding you as tightly as he could, as if he could somehow make up for all the lost time, for all the moments he had thought he would never have with you again. You clung to him just as fiercely, your tears soaking into his shirt as you buried your face in his chest, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you tried to steady yourself.
“I love you,” he whispered, the words spilling out of him in a rush, as if he had been holding them back for too long. “I love you. I should have told you before, but I was too scared, too afraid of what might happen. But I’m not going to make that mistake again.”
“I love you too,” you whispered, your voice trembling with the weight of the words. “I always have, Sebastian. And I’m not going to let you go. Not now. Not ever.”
He kissed you then, slow and deep, pouring all of his love, all of his grief, all of his yearning into that one kiss. It was a kiss filled with the promise of tomorrow, with the hope of a future that he had thought was lost. And as he held you in his arms, surrounded by the ruins of Feldcroft, the wind swirling around you like a shroud, he knew that he had found you again.
And that was enough.
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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed. Requests are open.
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I just think that Sebastian always acts tough and feels like he needs to shoulder both his and Anne's pain because he's "The Man", the bother, the one who should protect his sister, and how he had always tried to brush off Solomon's insults by taking time to himself.
But have you ever wondered how that lack of love at some point starts to get to him? How sometimes Solomon's words penetrate his shield and break him little by little and he can do nothing but start to believe them? How even the sight of Anne can't soothe him anymore because she reminds him too much of their mother and their loss and he even begins to resent her? How the reason he invited Ominis home in Feldcroft is because he feels like he needs to redeem himself for being the failure he believes he is? How the very first time someone shows him an ounce of romantic love, he'll fall into a whirlwind of grasping and pulling and consuming and protectiveness beyond belief because finally, finally, he has that love he lost? Finally someone has met him and had fallen in love with him for who he is and he's scared -- scared and terrified of losing it all because of death, of illness, of him, even.
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Sebastian: are you ready, my darling?
Sharon: I’m always ready with you by my side 🤍
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hehe
#i've looked at this for five hours now help#nothing will help#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fandom#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian sallow x christian eisen#sebristian#sebastian sallow x m!mc#sebastian sallow x male mc#sebastian x mc#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian sallow#christian eisen#hogwarts legacy mc#wizarding world
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