HALSIN HEADCANONS

✿HALSIN HEADCANONS✿

his love language involves touch, a quiet yearning, and deep respect

soft touches

despite their size and strength, his hands are surprisingly delicate and warm; he's a healer after all. when he's massaging your sore neck, his eyes are focused, and his moves are skilful, leaving you melting under his caring touch

on the flip side Halsin finds deep joy in the tender act of having his hair played with, often gently humming or dozing off during this exchange

also he gives you a lot of tender kisses on your shoulder from behind, saying he loves you

yearning and worshipping

he loves to cherish you with his words, but I feel that at heart, Halsin is a silent watcher, always observing, always admiring. his eyes full of admiration, never cease to appreciate the beauty before him

there is no shame with him; he'd be truly devastated if you hid anything from him, as he adores your body, viewing it as a *nature gift*

with him, you're free to be yourself because he sees more than just your body. whether you are small or big in size, whether you have pubic hair or not, and regardless of your gender, he doesn't care about these

absolutely, one thing that genuinely matters to him is that you have a healthy body; it's something he sees and cares about

if you're a woman, he might be particularly drawn to wider hips. they seem to resonate with his druidic connection to nature and the cycle of life, evoking a sense of fertility that he finds appealing

the allure of nature sparks a fire within him. your naked body glistening in the river's, skin shining under the sun or moonlight, makes him easily aroused . in close embrace, his hot passion manifests, as you are feeling something hard and willing against your thigh...

sex

well, let me just say it that it's hard to make Halsin shy

he's into breeding and can play for a long time if you know what I mean

he couldn't get enough of you at times, restless whenever near you

he's strong, and this strength often manifests in bed. he enjoys experimenting with positions that require physical power, effortlessly lifting you as if you weighed nothing

also very open to trying new things, as long as both you and he are comfortable with it (mutual respect- remember?). would never force you to do something you don't like, he would hate to make you uncomfortable like this

if you were pregnant he would be aroused all the time seeing your swollen belly, symbol of your fertility

from time to time he takes you rough from behind

making a lot of noises, loud ones, almost animalistic. his head bowed and groaning straight into your ear, making your feral

if you were pregnant he would be aroused all the time seeing your swollen belly

after all, he enjoys having you in his arms, feeling the warmth of your sweaty skin against his, and he always wakes up before you ready for another round or sweet cuddles, bye :')

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♡ my favourite draco ♡ (headcanons)

*draco that I’ve created in my mind, thanks to endless hours spent on reading fanfictions, the books and binge-watching the movies*

oh, Draco…

he’s flawed, full of brilliance yet deeply insecure

desperately tries to hide his self-doubt behind ironic smirks

uses sarcasm (a lot) as a shield protecting himself of any vulnerability

his tongue is sharp, he effortlessly cuts through any argument, always knowing exactly what to say to hurt you in the worst way possible- even if you are someone important to him (or perhaps, especially so)

quick tempered, saying spiteful things in the heat of the moment, only to regret them later

his nights are restless as he torments himself with thoughts about his worth, grappling with past choices and questioning whether he's deserving or not

desperately craves for a connection in the darkest of his room

fuelled by ambition (classic slytherin), carrying himself with pride, a touch of poshness, and (an occasional) dramatic flair

he wants to appear to the world as someone cold, but he actually has the sweetest soul, hidden behind a distant demeanour he so deliberately created through the years

a loverboy at his core, he quietly yearns for something more than its written for him

he dreams of genuine relationship, something that could take his breath away, but he’ll never openly admit to that, so instead he will torture himself with the thought

he writes you a love letter and never sends it

he wants to give you roses, kiss your hand gently every-time he sees you

he wants to walk you home, give you his warmest sweater, watch how your eyes glitter in the pale moonlight

he can be funny if he's not too stuck-up in his head at the moment, he likes to tease a lot, and flirt shamelessly

if he hurt you with his reckless words, firstly he feels good about it and after the realisation hits him he's full of rage, he detest himself because of it, is punching a wall with his bare fists, his knuckles in blood, howling, he's losing his mind

he's apologising to you on his knees, begging you not to leave him and ugly crying

when it comes to his looks, he’s tall and blonde (obviously)

has the loveliest upside-down smile

beautiful bone structure, beautiful jawline beautiful everything

sad, blue eyes, a hint of thunderstorm and doubt hidden behind them

almost aggressive, violet bags under them as he can't sleep at night, remember?

his complexion pale, almost sick, that make it seem like he hasn’t seen the sun in centuries

long limbs, neatly done hair, short-cut nails, always shaved

dressed impeccably in dark attire that make him look so utterly delicious

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☆ when both Ominis and Sebastian have a crush on you☆ (you x ominis x sebastian)

continuation to my silly little thoughts about relationship with Ominis and Sebastian. You can read the first part here♡

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It’s unmistakable that both Ominis and Sebastian have feelings for you that go beyond mere friendship...

You can see it in Sebastian's eyes, dark and focused, in his shoulders, straightened and proud, in his little smiles and hearty laughter after you've done something utterly dangerous yet fun. You make him feel alive, he's been waiting for someone like you since forever it seems. Sebastian is eager to impress you, yearning to make you happy and to spend every second of his time in your company (because why not?) and the feeling is mutual. You feel adored, you feel alive, you feel wanted.

Ominis, on the other hand, is more reserved. He treads carefully, protecting his peace. However, as time passes, you notice him gradually opening up. During conversations, he surprises you with thoughtful and beautiful compliments that make your heart sink in your chest. He sees you like no one has before, attempting to truly understand you. Yet, as you observe his nervous gestures, you realize he's afraid of getting hurt in the end – and it pains your soul because you could never hurt him, not him.

Late at night, you find yourself torn. What if you want them both?

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Not much has changed in terms of the trio spending time together, but the dynamics have certainly shifted a bit here and there (hihi)

Sebastian openly expresses affection for both Ominis and you, ensuring neither feels neglected

Ominis remains observant and understanding, possessing a natural ability to notice subtle shifts in mood, body language, and all

Your favourite moments involve quietly reading books on the sofa, bodies softly touching, warm and cozy against the fireplace

Another cherished moment is laying on the grass, stargazing and talking, holding hands with them, silently thanking Merlin that it’s so dark – because if it weren’t you couldn’t hide your red cheeks

One time, Sebastian (of course it got to be him) got the idea to cook something in the kitchens. He took the lead, excited but clueless. Ominis, devastated, provided thoughtful commentary and pointed out everything Sebastian was doing wrong with this posh voice of his. Sebastian was angry but the atmosphere shifted when Ominis licked his finger covered in cream, silencing everything.

Sebastian, a free spirit, desires to kiss and touch you both whenever he pleases, while Ominis, cautious of social stigma within Hogwarts grounds is more like, “No, we can't do this.”

So you talk a lot about the future, eagerly anticipating living together in your own flat, continuing your studies, supporting each other, just being together and I love love love that

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When you have a chance to sleep together in one bed it’s the happiest time. Their bodies are hot against yours, their breaths tickle your skin and you feel safe and loved

You secretly adore watching as Ominis and Sebastian are playing with each other, kissing..touching.. you could stare at them like that for hours, they are truly beautiful

When they touch you, it’s like heaven, like there’s hundred hands on your body at once and it’s making you crazy

They tell you how beautiful you are, how they love your body, how they love you

Ominis is brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, Sebastian is kissing your wrist

time stops for a moment

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you can find more of my works about sebastian and ominis ♡here♡

•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙YULE BALL WITH SEBASTIAN SALLOW•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙

Get ready for an unforgettable evening (!)

Because Sebastian has a power to make moments like this feel really, really special 

And he has been waiting for this for awhile now

Very proud that you two are going together  

But also a little bit nervous about the whole situation

Which is a little bit strange, even to him 

Because when it comes to self-consciousness he’s not the one 

But he can’t help but to feel something tightening in his guts for no reason

Continuously fixing his hair and robes 

It's sweet, really

But, of course, when Ominis confront him about it he strongly disagrees 

“Pff, don’t be ridiculous!” 

But…

When he sees you down the corridor his eyes widen 

Mouth slightly agape 

You have seen this face once, when you two first met at the DADA class

But this time is slightly different though as he can't help but say how mesmerising you look

(with his voice slightly hoarse) 

And then it comes to him

He was never nervous

Rather intimidated by your whole persona 

As he never met someone like you

For a moment you are lost in each other’s presence

Times stops as you are exchanging enigmatic smiles, little touches

Looks with meanings known only for the two of you...

When Sebastian is offering you his hand, like a true gentleman, you are taking it gladly 

He’s guiding you to a Great Hall 

Tall, proud and well framed 

Painfully handsome

Beautifully alive

And, surprisingly good at dancing 

Although he likes swirling and lifting you tad to much 

Fixating a little on your body

But it’s all good fun

Lots of sweet banter between you 

Lots of adorable grins

Lots of sincere laughing 

When not together Sebastian is busy with leaving every female teacher charmed after one dance with him 

His their favourite somehow

Always has been

Enthusiastic and chivalrous

It's no surprise he's life of a party in your small group of friends

Perfect to be around and having fun with 

All eyes on him...

But his are fixed on you only

Little bit angry when you are dancing too much with others

But he will never admits it

Because he knows he's in the wrong

So he will just stare

Literally will pierce a hole into your back with his gaze

Because he would want your attention on him only

As there is no denying that he has this *golden retriever boy* energy all around him

He adores you and that’s make him feel ways he never felt before

So when you two are tired from dancing he uses this moment slyly and takes you outside 

Into the darkness of the night

Sitting close together, side to side

Your head on his shoulder 

Your hands in his larger (and warmer) ones

Looking into the sky full of stars

Silent and content 

Happy to be here together 

And suddenly you feel that you were meant to be here right now 

together

Two heated bodies in the cold air

When you look into his eyes you discover he’s already looking at you

Your heart ache a little at that

His eyes are dark but also bright at the same time

Full of life and youthful love 

The kiss is tender 

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 you can find more of my works about sebastian ♡here♡

✩HL FRIENDS-GROUP DYNAMICS - DRUNK EDITION✩

a.k.a one saturday night... (a headcanon)

✩Garreth✩

is all over the place

touchy-feely

lots of bro hugs

the one who wants to sing

and he's doing it loudly may I add

not a single thought behind those eyes at the end of the party (he's very drunk)

✩Natsai✩

very excited about the whole ~party~ situation

lots oh happy hands-clapping

doing some cool wandless magic just for the sake of it

teasing everyone softly

and is the one who wants to dance

✩Amit✩

the life of the party

is up for everything and is laughing all the time

W I L D !

and effortlessly funny

sadly the first to get knocked-out

sleeps peacefully on the sofa for the half of the night

only to be disturbed by Garreth bonding a tie around his forehead with a bow on top of it

✩Sebastian✩

the one to smuggle the alcohol

dirty and bold statements that make Onai and Ominis raise their eyebrows in confusion

plus points when Amit covers his mouth #scandalised

but Sebastian just want to impress MC, ok? and it's complicated when he's drunk...

blushes a lot when MC is near, of course

"so...wha..whaad you think of meee?"

✩Ominis✩

lots of finger-pointing

teasing Garreth (making Sebastian proud)

when girls start to compliment him he loses all his composure

*cutie hihi*

is the one who is the best dancer

very gallant when drunk treating girls like princesses and always agreeing when they want to dance with him

soon Garreth want to dance with him too, holding hands, swirling and all

heart-throb of the party

✩Poppy✩

laughs a lot

and everyone thinks she's totally adorable

with puffskien on her lap

cleans-up the mess

in charge of food

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more Tom. i demand.

gladly.

.·:*¨TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE AS YOUR PROFESSOR ¨*:·

the most charismatic dada professor of the last decade, is the talk of the school immediately 

his presence alone demands attention

young and utterly handsome but let that not fool you, his mind is sharp, his knowledge vast and he knows how to pass it in along to his students 

well-groomed, you will never catch him off guard, calm face, dark clothes and a book in his hand (always)

strangely deep and somehow sad eyes are the only sign of his tiredness, but who wouldn’t have that look after obtaining the wicked knowledge he has?

he notices every little detail and it seems impossible to fool him so no-one even tries 

he also notices those who are gifted, his eyes are especially on them you see

forming special meetings to his favourites and you are one of them

he treats his chosen ones differently, he want to know them better, infiltrate their minds

he's sending you birthday cards, in emerald-green envelope, his handwriting neat and his wishes sincere

on one of those special meetings, while talking, discussing ideas and sipping tea Professors Riddle gaze linger on one student longer than the others, and that student is you

he’s intrigued but conflicted of course keeping you at safe distance for now

during one of his classes you answer correctly to one of the trickiest question, he gives points to your house for this one

but for you the biggest reward was Professor Riddle little smile meant just for you and brows raised in surprise 

at that moment you felt like you could fly :)

during some other dada class your exchange of views with Professor Riddle was so fiery and full of unspoken things he had to step back as not to make other student question your relationship 

after that he starts ignoring you whenever he can, he’s well-mannered towards you as always but he doesn’t engage you in his classes, doesn’t give you extra attention during meetings with his pupils, doesn't give you extra passes to restricted section

and worst of all he doesn't respond to your little verbal provocation no longer

his eyes are longing however, you can feel it and it almost burns your skin

you feel miserable because of this sudden change in his behaviour

you miss your intellectual wars, you miss books that he was reccomeendign to you, and his fingers guiding yours as you were learning a new spell...

so one cold night you muster your courage and decide to confront him in private, sneak into his chambers, your little heart flutters like crazy

when he sees you he act surprised but he's truly not

“ I shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you”, he says flatly

but he didn't mean it, you know he didn't so you kiss him hard and for one sweet second he's kissing you back but then he stops, and now looking deep into your eyes in doubt, as if searching for something...

"don't", he says, moving away from you

suddenly you feel like you made a fool out of yourself, you start to think that all this secret looks and gentle touches were all nothing but your twisted imagination, cries of your loneliness

what did i do wrong? you keep asking yourself

but in the morning you see an enchanted flower on your bedside table with a note attached to it

"i've been thinking about you all night" is says and even without a signature you know who sent it to you

and this is how your strange game begins

it is dangerous for both of you as he is your professor and you are his student

sometimes when you doubt it all and crying in his arms he's softly whispering words of comfort to you

when it doesn't work he says he will ruing your life if you'll tell somebody or leave him, his eyes empty while saying that

you know he's bad for you but you are by his side anyway, waiting for better in him also knowing deep-inside that you are nothing without him

always cherishing this little moments when he is kind to you, when he kiss you gently and cups your face with his fingers

devouring every praise, every "I want you" from his beautiful mouth

forgetting every "you're pathetic"

loving his hands on your inner tights

feather-like kisses on your face

quick make-out sessions in between lessons "quick, we don't have much time"

and then he fuck you hard on his desk, in his classroom and it feels both wrong and soooo good

his hand on your mouth as to keep you quiet, your soft whimpers die in his palm

you learn to live in secrecy, feeding yourself with stolen moments and yearning embraces in the middle of the darkest of nights

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