Im begging you on my knees for part 2 to Eyes of Green!!! Pleaaaaase 🥺🥺💚
i promise I’ll get it posted soon💚 school is taking up a lot of my time these last few weeks of the semester but I promise I’m slowly working on everything , including love sick!
thought I’d post to let u guys know I haven’t been active much bc it’s midterms week and I’m STRUGGLING but as soon as these r over I have some posts coming ur way<3
I think "I have to do this to save the world. (MC)" "You're my world. (Seb)" and "I know you don't care if you get hurt but I do! I really fucking care if you get hurt! (Seb)" mixed would be really good! Sebastian x female slytherin!
I LOVED THIS, i tried my hardest!!
thank u sm for requesting, my take on this request can be found here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
requests are still open,
(sebastian sallow x reader mostly, ominis gaunt x reader if i rlly love the prompt)
and keep in mind i work through based on my level of interest not the order in which they were received. so if you requested something and it hasnt been done, im still working on others! thank uuu!!!<3 love yall
Kinda spoilers for endgame, but I twisted it in my own way so its not exact!
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Sebastian tries desperately to prevent y/n from charging into a deadly battle.
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Brimstone and rubble spiraled through the air, and the force from the speed of the wind sent you and Sebastian’s hair flying in all directions at once.
Dark, tall towers of stone and rubble sat on all sides of you, and behind you was a steep cliff.
Flickers of bright red sparks crackled through the air like electricity forming a gigantic powerful cyclone.
You could faintly hear the sounds of your exasperated professors calling Sebastian’s name somewhere far away in the cave.
He shouldn’t be here.
Just HOW did he get here?
You had your feet planted firmly, battling the speeds of the winds against your body, balancing yourself so you wouldn’t topple over the edge. Your back faced the cliff, and your wand at the ready, while Sebastian faced you.
“Y/n, please.” He yelled over the howls of the wind, straining his voice.”-I’m begging you. Don’t do this!” He held his hands out towards you, inching towards you ever so slightly, trying to coax you off the edge.
You furrowed your brows at him, taking a step back. Your hair rippled wildly through the air with the wind. The longer you stood there, the more rubble that would whiz past your face, leaving the smallest cuts on your skin.
You winced, closing your eyes tight. It stung. You opened them again, glaring at Sebastian.
“Sebastian. This is what I’ve been working towards for months! This is my chance, I have to!”
A loud thunderous roar rumbled through the air. You quickly whipped your head around behind you, Ranrok’s ginormous dragon-form flew into sight, its large wings somehow managing to make the wind fly faster in the cave with each flap of its wings. He soared through the air, flying down and landing on the platform. It seems as if the distraction the professor’s made earlier only lasted for so long. His glowing red body seemed to creak and groan as it moved. The dragon stretched its neck into the sky and sent out a horrifying screech.
You looked back in front of you, and Sebastian stood there with a terrified, pleading expression on his face. Sebastian trusted you to be fine on your own in battle for the most part, but he had only seen you fight mere poachers and ranrok’s loyalists. This was a fucking unknown magic infused dragon!
“I’ve already lost Anne. I cannot lose you too. Please, let the professors handle this, y/n!” He took another step towards you reaching his hand out once more.
You took one more step back, feeling the stone cliffside crack beneath your feet ever so slightly, you glanced down quickly at the ground noticing you didn’t have much more space to move. You darted your vision back to him,
“This is my fight! Not yours, not the professor’s, not even Merlin’s! Sebastian you have to understand! I was born for this!”
Another screeching roar thundered through the air, signaling Ranrok was about to make his move. You looked at Sebastian. This was your last chance. You couldn’t let him get to the reserve. Sebastian was almost close enough to touch you, but he was being careful not to apply too much weight on the edge of the cliff. He was being extremely cautious and calculating about every move he made.
His hair flew wildly in all ways, and bits of rubble had started to accumulate in his hair. He had small thin streams of blood trickling down his face caused by the few minor scratches on his skin resulting from the flying fragments of stone soaring through the air. His robe aggressively fluttered behind him as if he was about to take flight. His eyes were willed with all sorts of negative emotions.
Sad and pleading.
Desperate even.
You wished you could drink in this sight of him, stand there all day and count his freckles.
You wished you could reach out and take his extended hand and just go back to the comfort of your common room, but you couldn’t afford to think like that right now.
Especially since this could possibly be the last time you ever saw him.
You lifted your hand up that wasn’t readying your wand, and used the sleeve of your robe to wipe the tears that were beginning to fall down your face, resulting in smearing the blood that was also on your face over your cheeks.
You were sure you looked ridiculous, but he thought you looked amazing.
Sebastian winced at the feeling of the stone hitting his face, and raised an arm to shield his face from the ever-growing winds.
“Please. You still have time to turn around. Think about this, y/n”.
“No. You think about this Sebastian. If I don’t do this, we could both die. Good people will die, Sebastian. I’m sorry. I’m doing this to save the world. To save us.”
He took one step closer, finally close enough to touch you. He raised the hand he wasn’t using to shield his face and gently grazed his fingers against your flushed cheeks. The touch lightly stung from the small cuts on your skin, but you welcomed it. Small fragments of rubble grazed the top of his hand as he held it up. His hand moved slightly, cupping your cheek, and he took one step closer. He used his arm to shield both of your faces. He titled his head to lay his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes.
“You’re my world, y/n.”
You looked up at him, tears pooling in your eyes, desperately hoping this wouldn’t be how your last encounter played out.
Sebastian removed his forehead from yours and stared at you at eye-level, hand still cupping your face.
"I know you don't care if you get hurt but I do! I really fucking care if you get hurt! Or worse! I know you’re putting your life on the line to save everyone, but what about us?!”
You stuck your wand back in your waistband slowly, and raised your hands to lay them on his chest.
“Sebastian. You’re being extremely selfish right now. This is bigger than us. I’m sorry.”
You frowned, and glanced down at his lips.
You closed your eyes, and pushed him with both hands harshly, resulting in him being shoved backwards and the ground below you crumbling as you slipped off the edge of the cliff.
The wind rushed through your hair and robes as gravity claimed you. The site of Sebastian’s horrified face grew smaller and smaller each second your body flew through the air backwards.
It actually felt peaceful.
The calm before the storm.
You closed your eyes, and let your ancient magic consume you.
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A/N: In case it was hard to gather from the way i left it, Y/n did not fall to her death. She used her ancient magic to land in an extremely badass graceful way (!) before the final fight.
Requests open, let me know how you felt about this oneshot in the replies! Every comment inspires me to write more.
I just want to say, that I LOVE your HL oneshots/headcanons! ❤💚🐍💚❤ Your writing is AWESOME! 🥰👏👏😊 I loved your 'Eyes of Green' (jealous Sebastian is best Sebastian 💚🙈) but I ADORE 'Love Sick'!! I'm reading it the 4th time now and it just gives me these fluffy feelings 🥺❤ I hope you're writing a Part 2 someday! 💚❤🥺 And if you someday decide to write maybe a longer fanfic on ao3 or so, please tell me! I will gladly read it! ❤🙈 Thank you, habe a nice daayyyy! ☺️
oh my gosh you are the SWEETEST PERSON EVER!!! I honestly have been brainstorming abt SOOO MANY possible things to write about for a longer fanfic, but I won’t start it until I find the perfect idea. I JUST started writing so I’m so happy that you like my writing now, hopefully it’ll get better with the more I post :) I’m currently working on a part 2 to Eyes of Green AND Love Sick!!!!! And I have even more coming! I’m a full time student with a part time job so I don’t have as much time as I wished I had to write, but I will try to get them out as quickly as possible, once again THANK YOU, your words mean a lot to me🧡🐍💚
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To celebrate, I picked 2 prompt lists I found that I KNOOWWW y’all will like, and I think they fit seb x mc so well
pick any of these prompts , or mix them up to make it interesting, and send them to me in my ask box! I cannot mf wait to do this. I’ll be working on a lot of requests all week long!
Rules:🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍
🐍Sebastian Sallow x reader only (I may pick an ominis one if I like it!, I’m just not used to writing him, and I am severely in love w seb)
🐍tbh I love when the requests are when seb is jealous of someone but it does NOT have to be that! (ominis, garreth(!), etc.)
🐍It’s not limited to just the prompts, if you have a special request you wanna send it feel free to!
🐍I only write for slytherin, so If you have a house and rlly don’t want it to be slytherin plz mention that in the ask you send & I’ll make it house neutral !
🐍I’m a slytherin so I have no idea how to write other mc personalities canonically LOL
🐍feel free to add onto the prompts you send me, go crazy go stupid aaaaaa
Hey guys, I'm planning to turn this into a series so please send me some tropes, AUs or different OTP dynamics you want to see as Dialogue P
Not gonna lie this trope make me WEAK.
"Because I fucking love you!"
"I know you don't care if you get hurt but I do! I really fucking car
please please part 2 of love sick 💚🐍 (i’m the anon that sent the request 😂 and let me tell you i was so happy to read it!! Even if like a more unhinged dark!seb i still loved it)
i also sent the animagus cat reader one 🫢
IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!!!!! ill definitely get a part 2 done VERY soon! i gotta brainstorm, because i wasnt prepared to make it a part 2 , so if anyone has any ideas send them my way!!
Is it just me or does Chester Rushing look really similar to Sebastian? They even have the same freckles, hair, and eye colour.
?!?!?! ihad no idea who this was until i just googled it, if they ever made a movie based on the game he would be PERFECT for sebastian casting omfg!!!
I’m so close to 100 followers!!!! When I hit it I’m thinking of doing a prompt list challenge, where you pick numbers from a prompt list and send them in!! What do y’all think?🖤💚 also do any authors have prompt list recs?:)
dont make fun of me but i just figured out how to reply to ..replies on my posts SO IM SORRYYYY IM DUMB AND DIDNT KNOW I COULD IM NOT IGNORING ANYONE IM GONNA START REPLYING TO EVERYONNEEEE LMFAO
Reader has a crush on Ominis. Sebastian is obsessed with her since 5’ year. He decides to use polyjuice to pursue her…How difficult can it be to impersonate his blind best friend?
Thank you for requesting!!! I definitely loved this one!! You can find my version of this request here
Sebastian is in love with y/n, but she is in love with his best friend. How far will he go to steal an intimate moment with her alone?
~Based on a request I received!~
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There she sat, hooded eyes looking upwards at him through her eyelashes. Her plump, glossed lips hung slightly open, and she ran the tip of her tongue along them slightly without even noticing. She swept her hair behind one of her ears, letting her locks flow perfectly over one shoulder, and the rest lay over her other, spilling over her robes. The smile on her face was sickeningly sweet.
She was beautiful. Flawlessly, thoughtlessly, obliviously perfect.
Her posture was straight and direct, leaning the slightest bit towards him as if she was drinking in every detail of what he was saying to her. She would glance down his body and slowly rake her eyes up back to his eyes, shamelessly checking him out.
She was entranced,
love drunk,
And he was sick.
He was physically nauseous watching her look at his best friend like that.
What did Ominis have that Sebastian didn’t?
Well for one, Sebastian had sight at least.
He shook his head at his rude internal thought.
Okay, Too far. Shouldn’t have thought that.
He opted to turn his gaze back to his food in front of him, deciding to stare down at his plate instead of at the dastardly sight. He poked his fork at his potatoes, mindlessly moving them around his plate.
Jealous, green, thoughts swirled maniacally through his mind.
“Sebastian?”
“Hm?” He turned towards the voice.
“Did you hear me?”
He did not hear him actually, he was too busy plotting his murder.
Not really.
“..I asked if you wanted to accompany me to Hogsmeade tonight. Y/n can’t since she’ll be at the astronomy tower starcharting.”
She smiled at him while listening to him speak.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, taking advantage of the fact his friend couldn’t see the rude gesture. He was becoming increasingly more aggravated at not particularly anything but his friend getting more attention than him.
“I’d rather not. I have assignments to attend to.” Sebastian idly waved off his friend, rejecting his former invitation. He didn’t have any assignments, not any he had to do tonight specifically anyway, but he truly did not want to hear his friend gush about y/n all night.
He was feeling figuratively sick as is, and didn’t need his friend’s innocent expressions about y/n bothering the quality of sleep he had that night.
He shoved some peas in his mouth, signaling that he was done chatting for now.
Y/n stood up, and placed her hand gently on Ominis’ shoulder, squeezing gently. “Let’s go to the library Ominis, you can help me gather notes for tonight since you can't join me.” Her hand slid further down his arm until she was gripping his upper arm right above his elbow.
Ominis smiled at the touch, turning towards her. “Of course. I'll see you later, Sebastian.”
She quickly slipped her arm into his, linking them together, gave Sebastian one last glance, smiling weakly, and she proceeded to lead Ominis out.
Sebastian watched them walk away with a bitter expression on his face, and he shoved more peas in his mouth, angrily staring at the wall in front of him.
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Sebastian was walking back to the slytherin common room..
alone.
After he had enough of angrily eating peas and glaring at a wall, he decided to get up and actually get some studying done as he claimed to have to do to his friends earlier.
He trudged through the halls, gripping his textbooks so hard his knuckles were turning white. Silent rage coursed through his veins, and he had no idea what to do about it, other than distracting himself. He eventually found himself impatiently waiting for the stone snake in the ground to form into the door of his beloved common room. Once it opened, he started towards his room.
He truly did not understand what she saw in Ominis that she didn’t see in himself.
If one thing is for certain Ominis surely didn’t see anything in her,
or at all.
He shook his head again, eyebrows furrowed at himself.
They weren’t even compatible! She was bold, brave, spontaneous, witty, and insanely competitive.
Ominis tended to shy away from battle, carefully calculated all his moves, and tended to keep to himself most of the time.
Most of all, she was incredibly independent. Yet, Ominis had her wrapped around his finger, and that fact alone infuriated Sebastian.
Ominis and y/n were complete opposites, yet Sebastian felt that he had never met someone so familiar to himself. He felt as if she truly understood him. She was made for him, and he would win her eventually. He hoped he wouldn’t have to play the patient game, but it looked as if that was the only option.
The thought of having to wait for her killed him. I mean, how long would he have to wait? Weeks? Months? Years? If you and Ominis ended up together, how long would he have to wait after the two of you split to make a move? Actually, would it ever truly be appropriate to pursue her after his best friend had fallen in love with her?
He opened the door to his room, slamming it behind him. He tossed his books on the bed, a couple falling off onto the floor, and shrugged his robe off, letting it pool at the bottom of his feet He flopped carelessly onto his bed, laid on his back, and struggled to unwrap his scarf from his neck. After successfully doing so, he tossed it across the room. Where it landed, he had no idea. He turned over on his side, and then to his belly and stared out the window of his room. His cheek smushed against his silk sheets and he let a hand dangle over the side of his bed, fingers grazing the floor. A loud dramatic sigh fell from his lips.
He'd never have her, and he needed to come to terms with that.
For y/n , Ominis, and his own sanity, he had to let you go.
How he would do that, he had no idea.
He shifted his gaze from the window towards the floor where his books had fallen to. His eyes landed on a book, his potions textbook to be exact. When his book toppled to the ground, it managed to flip open to a page he had bookmarked previously in class. In big letters the top of the page spelled Polyjuice Potion.
It was a potion they had learned about a few weeks prior. Professor Sharp was going to have them attempt to create the potion in time, and he made the students bookmark the page so they’d have the correct information easily accessible to gather the resources required to craft the potion. Sebastian did his fair share of foraging whenever he went out on adventures with y/n, so he always had potion ingredients readily available and normally didn’t need to make special trips to gather them.
The only catch was the potioneer needed some sort of DNA from the person they wanted to turn into. Professor Sharp was responsible for finding a volunteer who wouldn’t mind an entire class of 5th year students turning into them for a short period of time, which was a harder task than one may think.
Sebastian’s eyes widened.
Wait.
Polyjuice potion.
That was it! He was brilliant!
He rolled off the bed, landing swiftly on his feet and skipped to the other side of the room to Ominis’ bed. He grabbed Ominis’ hairbrush from his nightstand and plucked a blonde strand of hair out from it, holding it up to his eye.
Easy.
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Some time after, Sebastian had found himself in the empty potions classroom, with a bottle of Polyjuice potion in hand. His potioneering skills were exceptional, as well as everything else he did if you asked him, and the potion turned out perfect.
It was getting late at this point, and Sebastian knew 3 things.
Y/n was at the astronomy tower, most likely alone.
Ominis was in Hogsmeade, and would be for a while since he did not have someone accompanying him.
Y/n and Ominis both were under the impression that Sebastian would be in his room all night, working on assignments.
He had the perfect opportunity.
He quickly made his way out of the potions classroom, and headed towards the bathroom. He needed to drink the potion in a private area. Professor Sharp walking in on Sebastian morphing into his best friend in the middle of the classroom wasn’t entirely an ideal scenario.
He ran to a stall and closed the door behind him. He held the small bottle in front of his face, analyzing it’s features. The potion was lime green, and had what seemed to be shiny glittery specks moving throughout the liquid, yet something told him it wouldn’t taste like limeade. He closed his eyes, bracing himself, and downed the liquid.
After a few seconds of intense pain and feeling his organs shift around in his body, he opened his eyes.
He looked down, and noticed his skin was a paler shade of white, and that his freckles that normally scattered throughout his skin was gone.
He also noticed he could see. Which was nice, he honestly was worried he’d receive all of Ominis’ characteristics and that wouldn’t have been very good. He slipped out of the stall and ran to the mirror, examining himself.
Woah.
He ran his hands over his face, taking it in. As he stared in the mirror, he made eye contact with his best friend.
He smirked.
You told him fun was a relative term, but one thing he knew is that this....
This was going to be fun.
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He rushed to the astronomy tower, hoping to still catch you there alone. Once he made his way up the ladder, and through the classroom, he put on his façade.
He stepped out onto the balcony, and saw you there, sitting next to the telescope, taking notes in the moonlight.
You sat, one leg crossed over the other, eyebrows furrowed in concentration at the notebook clutched in your hands. It looked as if you were writing notes, presumably about the stars positions in the sky. You had a couple strands of hair falling over your face, and you gently bit your bottom lip in concentration.
Breathtaking.
He took another step towards you. Your head snapped up towards his direction, alerted by the presence of another person. Once she saw Seb- well, Ominis..her features softened.
“Oh..It’s just you.” She smiled warmly at him. “Back from Hogsmeade early?”
“Yes..I figured I’d find you up here. I tried to hurry back so I could join you.” He smiled.
She sat her notebook on the bench next to her, and slowly got up, walking to him. She gently grabbed his arm, pulling him towards her. “Come.” She started backing towards the bench, signifying she wanted him to sit with her. He let her pull her towards the bench, and then he stopped. He put a hand on her upper arm, stopping her, and kept his eyes diverted towards the ground.
“Wait.”
“Hm?” She cocked her head to the side. “What is it?”
Sebastian had realized he hadn’t much time, and he needed to cut to the chase. Now..this was the part he hadn’t quite thought of yet. All he figured he needed to plan was just actually getting here, and he figured the rest would come naturally.
“I need to tell you something.” He raised his eyes, looking directly into hers, and stepped closer.
He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, and gently let his forehead fall onto hers. She allowed it, and let her mouth gape open slightly, and she stared into his eyes through her thick eyelashes, awaiting his next statement. "Yes..?" His eyes fluttered closed, and he took a deep breath. He let his hand trail down her arm, to her hand, and he squeezed it gently. He let his eyes open, and looked at how her hand fit in his. He raised her hand to his lips, closed his eyes once more, and left a gentle kiss to her knuckles.
And then, it all came rushing.
Every unresolved, convoluted feeling he ever had for her came rushing to him all at once.
It hit him like a bag of bricks.
He realized it.
Finally.
Fuck.
He loved her.
He loved her.
He loved her.
He loved her.
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˙ɹǝɥ pǝʌol ǝH
ᴴᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ.
A single tear trickled its way down his cheek, falling onto their intertwined hands.
He couldn’t do this.
What kind of sick fucking pervert would take advantage of the woman he was in love with without consent?
He was betraying her trust, hell, his best friends trust just being in this situation right now.
He had to stop.
“I’m sorry y/n, I don’t know what came over me.”
He let go of her hand, taking a step back, attempting to distance himself from her. She gasped at the loss of contact, and quickly grabbed his hand again, pulling him towards her.
“No. Don’t be sorry, please.”
She pulled him straight into her chest, and onto her lips.
Her free hand travelled up his arm, over his shoulder, to the back of his head. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss. His eyes fluttered closed, and he found his hand grasping at her waist, pulling her as close to him as he could manage. She was perfect. Everything about her was perfect. The way her lips felt against his, the way she tasted, the way she smelled. Everything. He poured every ounce of passion and feeling he had into her lips,
and then it was gone.
She pulled away, cheeks flushed, chest rising and falling rapidly, and her eyes hooded and filled with lust,
and then...... they weren’t.
First it was her eyebrows. They furrowed together. Led by her eyes widening. Her lips parted into a frown, and she took an urgent step back.
She stood, silent, chest heaving, and stared.
“S-Sebastian?”
The look of horror, no, betrayal, on her face would haunt him for the rest of his life.
He looked back down at his hands, and saw freckles that scattered over them.
He had morphed back into himself sometime during the kiss.
He stood there, silent.
He was going to stop, abandon the plan, but he was too late.
He had nothing to say.
All he felt was shame.
He raised his shame-filled eyes and looked into her shocked ones.
She started, “I-“
“No.” He said sternly. “Don’t say anything, please. I can’t bear it.”
He took a step towards her, tears beginning to spill over his cheeks. He reached up and wiped the tears off her cheek with his finger, letting it linger for a second.
He reached his hand down under his robe, and swiftly pulled out his wand.
Obliviate.
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