Quiet Nights Spent With Gale

☾⋆⁺₊⋆quiet nights spent with Gale⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾

in Waterdeep (little bit of fluff, little bit of cozy)

The air is filled with the gentle glow of candles, casting warm light that dances across the walls. It creates an atmosphere of countless nights spent in the company of Gale. The open windows invite a gentle summer breeze, caressing your bodies as you both hunch over endless books, scrolls, and ancient parchments, studying and exchanging thoughts. The enchanted piano plays in the background. The night is starry and the moon is as beautiful as ever.

Sometimes you catch Gale massaging his temples while mumbling under his nose when he's reading his pupils' work. He shares some of his thoughts with you here and there, and you can't help but smile at his furrowed brows. It almost feels like you're teaching alongside him. When Gale looks particularly tired you massage his tense shoulders. (sometimes it ends up in the bedroom but that's a story for another time!)

Evenings on his balcony, now sitting in a favourite spot for both of you, involve conversations, wine and crips grapes. Heart to hear, you watch the horizon, enjoying each other's company. Sometimes words are unnecessary; you simply exist together, souls full of love and devotion. Blessed to be here, together.

As you prepare to sleep, Gale observes you with genuine interest and with those eyes that conveys pure admiration. He ask a lot of questions and is proven surprisingly knowledgable about skincare. Adores the smell of your damp, soft skin after a bath with some scented oils.

In bed, he reads "for pleasure", getting absorbed in the story. You can tell he truly loves reading and admiring the art of a good story. Sometimes Gale reads aloud, petting your hair or holding your hand gently until you fall asleep. And sometimes you're not sleeping at all, talking away the night, sharing your deepest thoughts. Eyes starry. You could tell him everything, and you feel like it's the same for him. Your connection goes far beyond being just lovers; you are soulmates.

you feel so loved when you are laying on his chest, hearing him hum peacefully, feeling his heart beating and magic coursing through his veins

you feel so loved when he kisses every one of your fingertips with such dedication

you feel so loved when he places his head on your tights; a gesture of profound affection and vulnerability

In the stillness of the night, Gale is even more loving, more romantic than he already is. Every night, he utters those three precious words,

" I love you"

as you fall asleep. His kisses your forehead gently, holding you in a tight embrace as if he never wanted to let you go. In the darkness, when it seems like there's only the two of you in this vast and strange world, Gale reveals the most exquisite, soul-ravaging declarations that leaves you breathless. It's a moment when time halts, and in the intensity of his words, you sense that Gale loves you with every fiber of his being.

*(and it's very vocal about it)*

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

♡ WHEN DRACO MALFOY HAS A CRUSH ON YOU♡

- he’s complex

- hiding beneath his cold demeanour

- devoting countless hours to the Astronomy Tower

- gazing at the stars in the dark night sky

- his moves full of lazy grace

- his long limbs look somewhat regal, not lanky and awkward as they are with most his age

- his silver eyes look cold and distant

- he may surprise you with random acts of kindness or genuine concern

- waiting for you after the class is over

- carrying your heavy books

- asking you a variety of questions because he's genuinely interested in getting to know you better

- (you won’t hear much from him in return tho)

- offering you small compliments from time to time*nonchalantly*

- admiring your style *always*

- *making countless attempts to impress you*

- also(!)

- he can be mean to people who don't get along with you

- he may watch you closely when he thinks no one’ll notice

- but when you do, he's desperately trying to appear composed.

- would never reveal his true motives of course

- he’s too proud for that

- and too scared to open up fully

- often hiding his feelings with aggressive sarcasm

- acting like he doesn’t really care (but he do!)

- when your name comes up in a conversation, his porcelain cheeks turn pinkish

- and his cold demeanour fades

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

i shed at least thirty tears, or maybe even sobbed reaidng ur tom riddle works. when ur not busy, any more to spare?

♡TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE IN LOVE♡

it seemed almost impossible to happen, because he didn't believe in love, not truly

he could be fascinated with someone, desiring to possess them, to use them for his own ends... but love?

in his cold, collected world, ruled by ambition and utter control, it was a foreign concept

so when Tom began to feel something more for one of his playthings, it got ugly

love, the very concept he denied, started to claw at the high walls he built throughout the empty years of his childhood

he saw it as a weakness, a vulnerability

something that must stay hidden like a dirty secret

the mere thought of him being like this made him angry, for it meant losing control

in an attempt to regain that control, he tries to sever the ties, harshly

"You disgust me", he said coldly, his voice cutting through the air like a sharpened blade

his angelic face emotionless, eyes distant

it felt like a slap on your cheek though he didn't even touched you

your heart felt heavy, you didn't understand...

and when Tom saw the pain in your eyes, the realisation of control he has over you made him feel both glorious and... miserable

he could hurt you so easily, you were in palm of his hand... but by hurting you he hurt himself

double-edge knife

the overwhelming guilt was an emotion he never felt before because he didn't care for anyone, never

but with you, oh it was different

he longed to comfort you, to touch you, but he knew he couldn't

so he chooses to let you suffer

and his little dark heart suffered too

haunted by the image of your glassy eyes, he became sleepless

almost obsessed, he replayed the scene of his harsh words over and over, his fists clenching painfully each time

avoiding you shattered him, his days changed entirely when you weren't around

he was not as productive or sharp as usual

his mind was often wandering away... to you

to all those moments you shared

the conflict within him raged, tearing him apart piece by piece

his once impenetrable facade, his stoic mask, began to crack whenever you were near him

so lonely and broken, with eyes tired

all of that because of him

"you're delicate", he thought, "too delicate"

he wanted to reach out for you, yet also didn't

months passed until he realised he couldn't take it anymore

he couldn't think, focus, sleep, eat and he knew it was like it for you too

something selfish in him whispered that he needed to return to you, even though he knew he was no good

Tom realised he wanted to protect you

from the world, yet not from him

but he loved you, truly, even if it was a wicked love

he knew you loved him too, long before he dared to acknowledge his own feelings

so in the dark night, in the desolate corridors, he found you

and finally saw you

kneeling before you, a posture that seemed alien on his proud form, he clung to your legs, as if begging for forgiveness

desperation marked his every move, and his eyes once cold and indifferent, now reflected something else

adoration

love

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

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

♡WHEN TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE IS ATTRACTED TO YOU♡

- this one is different

- you've never seen a face like this in your lifetime

- he’s utterly beautiful

- mysterious, charismatic and cunning

- painfully manipulative

- arrogant

- it’s no surprise everyone wants to be near him

-he's like the moon, and people are drawn to him like helpless moth.

- his gaze gives you chills down your spine

- you can never feel at ease when he’s close to you

- when he looks at you, you feel like the only person in a crowded room

- you quickly become addicted to his little sparks of attention

- push and pulls

- you feel wanted

- his smirk directed at you has a way of making you lose your mind a little

- with him it feels almost like an intimate gesture

- something shared just between the two of you, something special

- he seems to know everything about you

- when you two are talking for the first time he’s charming, collected and self-confident

- you can’t imagine a situation where he could get shy or lost

- “ I knew you were smart”

- when he looks deep into your eyes you feel like he’s looking into your soul directly

- he’s often silently studying your face

- your body as well

- you desperately try to remember everything he's saying, as his words are wicked yet utterly captivating

- he’s truly unique

- fascinating

- when he’s grabbing your neck your mind goes blank

- he wants every piece of your body and soul for himself

- “You are mine”

- often gives you little smiles instead of verbal answers

- always testing your limits

- when he’s angry with you you want to die

- you don’t want to disappoint him, oh no

- he knows his way with words

- telling you things you’ll never forget

- he changed you for better or for worse

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

☆ 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♡