the first word that comes to my mind is admiration. it shows in everything he does
his presents are always so thoughtful, deeply personal, he really knows you well, and remembers the tiniest things
his usually guarded demeanour visibly softens when you’re near
insists on cooking for you whenever he can (male wife material!!)
every night before you sleep, he whispers, “I love you.” without fail (even if he's angry at you)
whether it’s holding your hand or offering his arm, he wants you close whenever you go out. it never changes
but truth be told- if he could, he’d spend every second cozied up with you at home
I know it may sound simple, but it’s the truth: Ominis finds joy in the little things you do together at home. after a difficult childhood, the peace you two create is everything he’s ever craved
so he likes your little routines, your morning tea, washing dishes together, reading books before going to sleep....
knows every curve and contour of you by heart
most people have only seen Ominis laugh when you’re around, as if his joy is reserved for you
when he introduces you as his wife, there’s a faint smile that lingers on his lips and makes something inside you flutter - every single time
late at night, you share quiet talks ranging from pure philosophy to “what should we have for dinner tomorrow?”
your shoelace is untied? he’s already kneeling to fix it before you notice, his touch gentle yet firm
when the world feels chaotic, his calm presence steadies you
always lets you choose his cologne, loving the way you lean in and smile when you catch the scent on him.
while you take the spotlight, Ominis thrives in your shadow, a steady presence at your side
in public, his quiet confidence complements your brilliance. Where you shine, he grounds; where you lead, he supports—effortlessly balanced
gives you the sweetest pecks when no one is looking :')
Synopsis: You and Ominis are finally reunited on the Hogwarts express after several weeks apart. The only problem is, you're running late, and Gaunts are not known for their patience...
Note: Here's a little (fairly unedited) Ominis fluff blurb for you all to help tide everyone over until the next big fic is ready for posting <3.
"He's been waiting for you"
Sebastian teased as you all but stormed toward him, that smarmy grin of his making you wish you could recall the spell you'd learned to temporarily move one's mouth elsewhere.
You scoffed, giving him your most unimpressed glare,
"Of course he has. Doesn't he always?"
Except both of you knew what the slytherin had meant when he said those words, and you could tell by the look in his eye that he was more than aware of your understanding.
His grin morphed into something far more akin to a smirk than anything else, and you briefly searched the depths of your mind once more for any recollection of that mouth relocation spell, though you came up with nothing after a few moments of contemplation.
You sighed. There were much more pressing matters to attend to anyhow, it seemed.
"Quite."
Sebastian all but purred in response to your previous remark, shooting a less than subtle wink your way before gallivanting off in the direction of a bickering Leander and Garreth, no doubt hoping to stoke the flames of their already less than friendly conversation.
Rolling your eyes, you pushed open the door to the compartment that you and your friends had sat in for every trip made to Hogwarts thus far.
It was an unspoken rule, after all, that this particular car was favored by the ever particular and oddly intimidating Ominis Gaunt.
And, as things went, Ominis tended to be granted that which he was selective enough to vocalize aloud, whether he ever truly recognized it or not.
"Omini-"
"You're late."
You flinched softly at the obvious displeasure in the young man's voice, not for fear of his doubtless nonexistent retribution, but out of discomfort at the mere thought of being the cause of such a tone.
You wondered if Sebastian ever had the sense to care about such a thing, but found you would rather not know after a moment or two of deliberation on the subject.
You did not need yet another reminder of the ways in which your friendship with the youngest Gaunt heir differed from the one he shared with the sole remaining male Sallow.
Sighing, you nodded, knowing full well after so many years together that the blond sitting before you would sense the gesture regardless of his lack of sight.
He had a way of knowing such things, after all, particularly when they pertained to you and your movements.
He always seemed to know exactly where you were, as if attuned to your every breath.
"I know, I apologi-"
"I had to call in two favors to keep this train from moving without you, you know."
Ominis bit out before you could finish, immediately all but stunning you into silence.
Cutting you off twice in one conversation? Perhaps you'd upset him more than you'd initially realized.
"I mean honestly, late for the train in your seventh year? Was I foolish to believe you might have learned better by now?"
He all but scoffed, continuing with his tangent whilst crossing his arms and fixing his face with a scowl so cold it very nearly had you shivering.
"Probably not,"
You began a few moments later, allowing the sliding door to rest against your shoulder as you stood in the opening, your carry bag of necessities slung haplessly over your shoulder.
"But you know timing was never my strong suit."
Ominis rolled his eyes, immediately causing a small smile to tug at the corners of your lips in spite of your best efforts to keep it at bay.
"Far from it, as you've so kindly shown."
He muttered beneath his breath before turning his head toward you wordlessly, expression a rather amusing mixture of exasperation, confusion, and dwindling frustration as he opened his mouth to speak up once more after a few seconds of silence.
"And just what in Salazar's name do you think you're achieving by standing in that doorway, hm? Have somewhere else to be that you've conveniently neglected to mention?"
In response to your friend's accusation, you found yourself having to bite back a bout of laughter.
He would never admit it aloud, but Ominis was immensely fond of your quiet train rides back to school with one another, regardless of where he was returning from, and clearly he was concerned that you'd made other plans for your afternoon journey back to Hogwarts.
And of course, you would never admit it aloud, but doing such a thing was so inconceivable to you that it nearly made you burst out laughing, as evidenced by your present struggles.
After all, why would you ever want to spend time with someone else when you had Ominis Gaunt so impatiently waiting for you in the train compartment furthest from the rest in the second car down?
The answer, of course, was that you wouldn't.
"Certainly not."
You replied casually, amusement coloring your tone as the blond sitting before you scoffed once more, his cheeks glowing with a pink so faint that you could scarcely make it out, even in the brightness of the afternoon sun that beamed through the windows from high above the valley you were passing through in that moment.
"Well then what in the hells are you waiting for, a written invitation? Sit down already, you're letting far too much racket in standing there with the door open."
He huffed, averting his unseeing gaze away from you and toward the wall that sat opposite him as you shook your head with a grin and did as you were told with an eagerness you were glad that Ominis couldn't make out.
Making yourself comfortable within your place beside him, you couldn't help but take in the sight of his familiar profile, illuminated ever so slightly by the light filtering in through the glass.
It was always like this on these long rides back, you quietly admiring your friend as he sat, none the wiser, in the spot beside that which he always saved for you.
And, as an easy silence filled the room for the first time since your delayed arrival, you watched as the blond finally relaxed a bit in his seat, massaging his temples in slow circles until you finally leaned forward slightly to place a gentle hand just above his knee, the fabric of his perfectly tailored and painstakingly pleated trousers somewhat rough against your soft palm, though you found that the warmth radiating off of the man wearing them more than made up for that fact.
"I really am sorry for being late, you know."
You assured quietly, watching as the boy sitting beside you sighed and nodded almost imperceptibly, his cheeks now pink enough that you could make the color of them out with ease.
You tried not to think too hard about how happy the sight of that color upon his flushed skin made you, nor of just how much the fact that you had caused such a reaction was driving said happiness.
"I know."
Ominis replied gently, his hand finding yours, warm flesh upon warm flesh, the feel of his palm much softer than the fabric that was presently pressed against your own.
"I was simply worried that something had happened to you. It isn't typical to miss the train entirely, even for someone as truant as yourself."
His voice had a teasing lilt to it now, but you could still hear the strain hidden just beneath it as he spoke, poorly concealed even as you squeezed just above his knee encouragingly, reminding him of where you sat, perfectly safe at his side.
He seemed to deflate slightly at the gesture.
"Well, no need to concern yourself with my whereabouts anymore, Gaunt. I'm here, aren't I?"
Ominis chuckled under his breath, rolling his eyes with an exaggerated exasperation that you could tell he wanted to convey far more than he actually felt.
"Yes, I suppose you are."
And with that, you smiled, leaning your head familiarly upon the shoulder of the young man sitting just to the right of you before closing your eyes fondly when you felt the weight of his own atop it.
The two of you stayed like that, shoulder to shoulder, head against head, until eventually, the train began to slow, and the door burst open to reveal Sebastian, who grinned rather obnoxiously as he took in the sight before him.
"Well well well, not waiting anymore now are we, Ominis?"
🔞 Ominis Headcanon 🔞 - Headcanons for everyone’s favourite Gaunt Part 2
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(Chronological Order check me out all fancy)
Welcome to Slytherin - Rewrite of The Common Room
How Charming - Little Bridge between DADA and Charms
To Hogsmeade - Rewrite of visiting Hogsmeade with Omi
An Unbeleafable Day - Ominis sulking and getting vaguely jealous in Herbology
A Recipe for a Bad Day - Ominis going insane over the new fifth year in Potions
Did you just come from the Undercroft?! - Rewrite of the Undercroft Confrontation
Room of Reconciliation - Aftermath of the Undercroft Argument
Putting the RIP in Scriptorium
Putting the RIP in Scriptorium - Part 2 - Rewrite of the Scriptorium quest. With extra fluff. Part 2 is the aftermath
Ignorance is Bliss - Ominis confronting Sebastian about Ignorant-gate
In the Light of the Relic - Alternative quest for siding with Ominis in ‘In the Shadow of the Relic’
The House Cup - Ominis worries about returning to his family after fifth year
Summer of Sixth Year - Ominis coming back to Hogwarts after forcibly spending the summer with his family
Company - Eve keeps falling asleep in the oddest of locations...sound familiar
Blindsided - Link to Wattpad
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17
- My little sloooow burn Ominis fic. Very fluff, Much cute. With spice 🌶️
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(Separate Ominis Stuff that isn’t really canon to my other stuff)
Medusa’s Vipers - Ominis and Sebastian being protective of Evelyn
Do you see What I See? - silly Drabble for what Ominis is like as a boyfriend
Sibling Affection - What I think happened between Sebastian and MC at the end of the main story
Love is Blind - Sequel to Sibling Affection. Ominis being a salty baby
Once a Coward, Always a Coward - Ominis dealing with Duncan
The Fox and the Rabbit - Ominis being OMEGA flirty on arrival
Of Naps and Nightmares - Ominis’ little nippy naps…but make it sad
What do you propose? - Ominis proposal fluff
Blinded by Beauxbatons - Unused idea for my fic
‘There you go’ - Ominis being tall and sexy I don’t know…
Repressed Memories - Ominis discovering MC is who he cast Crucio on as a boy.
//clearly I’m going through a bit of a phase here 😅\\
Word count: 1.8k
Warnings: use of female pronouns
Masterlist
Being born blind certainly came with it’s challenges. It was something that made life difficult, for sure, but it also had it’s set of advantages.
Ominis had grown more than used to the dark world he navigated through daily, his other senses had seemed to adapt as well, almost overcompensating for the one he lacked. He considered himself to be a very perceptive person, especially due to the fact he lacked eyesight.
He’d been the first person to pick up on your change in attitude. His ears recognized your sudden dreary tone, he could almost feel your deamnor shift into one of resignation and weariness. It was so different from the Y/N he was used to, he wondered how no one else had noticed.
It bothered him, the way things had changed between you two, and while you tried to act like nothing was wrong, he knew better. You weren’t being rude when you turned him away, you were simply exhausted. He could tell you needed time to yourself – he had his own ways of knowing. You didn’t want to bother anyone if you could help it.
But it had been months of this and Ominis’ concern was growing by the day. The way you had become so distant with everyone, even the people who meant the most to you, was worrisome. And it just wasn’t you.
He’d spent countless days trying to approach you to talk, but the last thing he wanted was to make matters worse, so each time he found the courage to do so only to find the conversation falling flat at his hands.
When he finally managed to ask what was bothering you so much, you brushed him off, doing your best to assure him everything was normal. But Ominis saw straight through it all, despite how good at lying you thought you were.
But he dropped it. If you weren’t ready to talk, he wasn’t going to force you. At least, not yet.
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“Have you noticed anything strange about Y/N lately?” Sebastian asked, pulling Ominis’ attention away from the parchment sprawled out in front of him.
“I can’t believe you’ve only just noticed,” the blonde remarked, turning his gaze towards the other boy with a sigh. “Of course I have.”
Sebastian frowned, tilting his head questioningly. “What do you mean? When did you notice?”
“I don’t know… maybe a couple months ago? I’ve tired to ask her about it, but she told me she was fine. Obviously, I don’t believe that for a second, but I can’t force her to tell me.” Ominis scratched absentmindedly at his arm, trying hard to keep his frustration to himself.
“I’m worried, Ominis. Poppy told me Y/N’s been having nightmares. They’ve gotten bad enough that she woke up screaming in the middle of the night.” That caught Ominis’ attention quickly, the blonde sitting up straighter in his seat.
“Y/N wouldn’t tell Poppy what they were about, but she seemed pretty concerned.”
Ominis could feel the frustration growing in his body. He was well aware it wasn’t fair to be upset with the girl, she was clearly dealing with something, but he just wish she’d confide in him. He hated that Y/N continued to suffer in silence when she was surrounded by friends who only wanted to help.
Ominis abruptly stood, leaving his things spread out on the common room table, making large steps towards the exit.
“Where are you going?” Sebastian called after him, looking bewildered.
“I’m going to find Y/N.”
He left without another word, walking briskly towards the Astronomy tower. He remembered Y/N telling him she liked to star gaze when she couldn’t sleep, maybe that was where he’d find her.
The walk there only took a few minutes at his quick pace, but he couldn’t help the unease that had crept into his body. As he approached the tower, he felt his heart rate begin to pick up its pace.
His thoughts were racing when he finally reached the top of the steps, taking them two at a time in search for her.
“Ominis?” Her voice was soft but surprised, and he stopped dead at the sound of it. “What are you doing up here?”
He approached you cautiously, unsure of what to say next, “I was looking for you.” He heard the small sigh that fell from your lips, the rustle of your clothes as you stood.
“Whatever it is, it’s probably best we wait until tomorrow. It’s late, Ominis. You should get some rest,” you spoke softly, causing the boy to frown. He should’ve expected you to dismiss his concern yet again.
“No,” he spoke firmly, completely aware that his body was blocking your way through. This had gone on too long, he would not let this continue.
“No?”
“No, Y/N. I can’t watch you suffer anymore and I won’t let you push the help I’m offering you to the side yet again.” He spoke with such conviction that it was almost a little intimidating, especially coming from someone as kind as Ominis usually was.
You weren’t going to crack that easily though. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to push him back enough you could squeeze through. “I’m serious, Ominis. I’ll be fine, just go back to the common room.”
His hand quickly wrapped around your wrist, keeping you exactly where you were. “If you can’t trust me to help you in your time of need then why should I trust you when you say you’re fine?”
Ominis hadn’t meant to sound so angry, but he could help the hurt slowly growing in the pit of his stomach. He considered Y/N one of his closest friends, (he sometimes thought of her as more than that), she was one of the few people he undoubtedly trusted. Did she not share that sentiment with him?
“Let go of me,” you said quietly. There was a slight tremor to your voice, betraying your emotions. He used his taller frame to walk you back to the railing behind you, his arms moving to trap you against the metal. Your eyes widened, unable to fight him off.
“Please, Y/N….just tell me what’s wrong,” his tone was softer than it had been before, his words full of desperation and genuine care. You could see the worry on his features and you could feel the walls you’d put up slowly cracking.
It was silent for a few moments, you debating on whether or not to confide in him, and Ominis desperately wanting to know what was plaguing you. The tension in the air was heavy and thick, it was getting harder and harder to breathe under the pressure.
Eventually, you sighed, giving in.
“No one asked how I was doing during our fifth-year. They put a wand in my hand and suddenly it was my duty to save Hogwarts. They gave me a role to play, a responsibility to uphold.” You paused, furiously trying to blink back the wetness steadily growing in your eyes. Ominis stayed quiet, allowing you to finish before giving his input.
“No one cared that I was a child dealing with the weight of the world. No one noticed or cared about how I was feeling, no one noticed how much it was hurting me. And every single person that should’ve known didn’t care.”
Ominis slowly moved his body back, a sense of shame washing over him. He hadn’t realized how much it all had taken out of you, and now he was forcing you to relive it for some selfish need of his.
“You all just looked at me and saw my magic, not the teenager who needed help.”
The sadness in your voice nearly broke Ominis’ heart, he nearly collapsed when the first sob reached his ears.
Without hesitation, he pulled you into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around you, holding onto you with both arms as if his life depended on it. His face pressed against the crown of your head, letting you cry onto his shoulder while he held you close.
For a moment, you forgot all about the tears that were streaming down your cheeks. All your pain melted away the longer you buried yourself against him, feeling his heartbeat calm down your own heartache. His warmth radiated from him, warming you up in a way nothing else could.
After a few minutes, you calmed down entirely, feeling more relaxed than you had in weeks. You pulled back slightly from the embrace, looking directly at the blonde, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“I’m sorry you went through everything by yourself. If I’d known, I would’ve done more to support you,” he whispered, cupping your cheek in his palm. “And I’m sorry I didn’t notice how much pain you’ve been carrying until now.” His thumb caressed the corner of your eye, wiping the remnants of stray tears.
“I didn’t tell you all of that for an apology, I’m not angry, Ominis,” you assured, leaning into his touch. “It wasn’t your fault. I don’t blame you.”
“It still hurts to think I failed to notice all your struggles.”
“You and Sebastian were dealing with struggles of your own, it’s okay.”
“Struggles that you helped carry. You went out of your way to help so many people, the least we could’ve done was notice how much you were cracking under the pressure.”
Without much thought, you placed your hand on top of his, pulling your lips up into a small smile. “Don’t do that to yourself, Ominis. Stop blaming yourself. You’ve always been a source of light for me, I promise.”
His eyebrows rose in surprise, “Really?”
“Really. I’m grateful to have met you.” Your words made Ominis blush deeply, making your heart skip a beat. His own smile grew wider once he recovered and he brushed the tip of his finger across the edge of your mouth lightly. A shiver ran down your spine, your heart pounding in your chest.
“I wish to always be that light for you, Y/N. If you’ll have me.” His expression seemed pleading, begging for your answer.
As if on instinct, you leaned in to press a quick kiss to his soft bottom lip. A soft gasp escaped you as soon as he responded by placing his fingers on either side of your face, deepening the kiss.
His lips were warm against yours, his tongue slipping between them and exploring every inch of your mouth. You couldn’t contain the sigh that left your lips, relaxing into him as he continued the kiss.
This was what you wanted, you told yourself. To be loved like this. To be desired. And you found it, in the arms of another human being, you found happiness.
