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thisgirlsays22 · 6 years

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Ereri Creator Interview: Tara1517

Hello friends! Thank you all for your support with this project. If you’d like to complete the interview, you can do so here: https://goo.gl/forms/lUpTjm0NFeYYzXGy1. The form will remain open indefinitely.

The response to this was more than I could have hoped for, so please be patient as I get to your interview! I aim to post 2-3 per week.

You can enjoy past creator interviews here. (Since I post these over time, sometimes projects are complete by the time I post the interview.)

@tara1517 is a writer and artist who has been in the fandom for four years. On shipping Ereri: “The thing though that made me stay is Eren and Levi's give and take relationship. It's got this intriguing thing about it that pulls you in and holds you tight. And you get obsessed with them, in the good sense of the word. I believe they have similar personalities and they both share the same struggles. This gives them the chance to understand each other and develop a strong relationship along the way, in the most intimate way.”

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How long have you been in the fandom for?

For about four years

Why did you start shipping Ereri?

The one that got me hooked in this beautiful pairing were the amazing amv's by the lovely kaoruSan241 on YouTube. If you still haven't seen her ereri edits then go give her some love, she deserves it. The thing though that made me stay is Eren and Levi's give and take relationship. It's got this intriguing thing about it that pulls you in and holds you tight. And you get obsessed with them, in the good sense of the word. I believe they have similar personalities and they both share the same struggles. This gives them the chance to understand each other and develop a strong relationship along the way, in the most intimate way.

Thematically speaking, what kind of content do you most enjoy making?

I love writing them in canon verse and exploring the different ways things could turn out. Twist a bit the events and share with the readers how I see things by my own perspective.

What is the work you're proudest of and why?

I honestly have uploaded only one work on my ao3 account. Though there is a fair amount of drafts sitting on my computer and waiting to see the light of day.

What inspires you to create?

Music. The rain. Movies. Amv's. Quotes. A good book. Beautiful fanarts.

Is there any work you'd like to share that inspires you?

Oh my. Every single bookmark on my ao3.

What projects are you currently working on?

A late Santa gift in collaboration with a wonderful artist.

What are your strengths as a writer/artist?

Whenever I can't put my thoughts onto paper, my other resort is drawing. I can't really pinpoint any particular strengths. They come and go with my mood honestly.

What is an area in your work which you're trying to improve on?

On writing; dialog On drawing; expressions

What advice do you have for other creators?

Don't ever stop creating. I did for a long time and it nearly killed me emotionally.

Do you have any pets?

I don't but a cat would be nice. When I move out of the house maybe.

How do you relax?

Soaking in the tub.

Tell us about your dream day

A peaceful walk in the mountains, on a foggy morning, enjoying nature.

What music are you into?

I don't have a particular genre I listen to specific singers and whatever content they put out. But if I were to say I listen to alternative/indie

What are some of your favorite tv shows?

GOT, Peaky blinders( the British accent is one of my weakest points), shadowhunters

What are some of your favorite films?

The edge of seventeen, Love Rosie, Diary of a princess 2, Harry potter, Narnia, lotr What are some of your favorite books?

Me before You, all of Julian Vern's Books, Carry On, the Uglies series the trilogy, Divergent trilogy, Harry Potter

#ereri creator interview #ereri #snk #aot #tara1517

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ciuucalata-moved · 7 years

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So, @kaorusan241 made this amazing klance edit(which i’m honestly still crying about it’s so good) and I loved it so much that I wanted to write a fanfic for it. Thank you for letting me write it and I hope you’ll like it!

(also on AO3)

The suit has the ability to create a virtual mindscape reflecting it’s wearers greatest hopes and fears.

Keith’s vision is blurry when he opens his eyes. He doesn’t know how long it’s been since he lost consciousness, but it mustn’t have been that long since he is still alone in this new room. There are no traces of other opponents.

Groaning, he tries to get up to his feet but it’s hard, every bruise and cut screaming at every breath he takes. Especially the one on his shoulder. He presses a hand over it, like it could stop the pain but it only makes him whimper. God, he can’t wait to get some answers and just be done with this. And maybe sleep for like ten hours straight.

“Keith?”

His head shoots up so fast that his vision is blurry again for a few seconds but he ignores it in favor of turning to look at Lance. He is wearing his armor, making Keith think that he must have been out for longer than he initially thought if the others were here too.

Lance frowns at Keith, looking at him from head to toe and for some reason it makes Keith feel uncomfortable in his suit, then he turns to look around the room. “Where am I?” he asks, his frown deepening. “What is this place?”

Keith is still surprised to see Lance here, so it takes him some time to understand what he was asked. Lance turns to look at him, crossing his arms over his chest still frowning and waiting for an answer. Keith swallows ready to answer but he doesn’t get the chance.

Suddenly, Lance’s arms fall at his side and he makes his way to Keith’s side. Keith takes one back when the other boy is near, surprised by the quick change in Lance’s attitude, but it doesn’t change much the distance between them. They are still too close.

Lance doesn’t look at him, instead his wide eyes are searching all of Keith’s face and then they fall on his shoulder. It reminds Keith that he was actually hurt, but he tries to ignore it.

“Are you hurt?” The words are almost whispered, but what surprises Keith the most is the worry laced through them. Lance raises a hand but doesn’t touch him, just lets it hover over Keith’s like he isn’t sure if he can touch him.

Keith takes another step back, pressing harder against the wound like he could shield it. He hides the wince when Lance’s eyes are on him. “What are you doing here?”

He doesn’t mean for his words to sound so mean, but Keith is exhausted and he still has to find the answers to the questions that has been haunting him for weeks now. He doesn’t have time to deal with Lance.

Lance’s worried expression is replaced by a scowl and he scoffs when he looks away from Keith, putting his hands on his waist. “Wow, this is how you acted at the Garrison when everyone was worried about you back then, too? No wonder you were always alone.”

Keith bite his tongue and tries to ignore Lance. He doesn’t have time for this.

“Go back to the others, Lance!” he glowers and turns his back to the blue paladin, making his way to the center of the room. He waits for the soldiers to appear again and wonders how many he’ll have to fight this time.

“I’m no leaving without you,” Lance tells him stubbornly. Keith hears him walking towards him and suddenly there is a hand on his shoulder –his good shoulder- that spins him around, forcing him to face Lance. The worry is back in his eyes. “C’mon, buddy! Let’s go back to the castle. Everyone is worried about you…” He closes his mouth and opens it again, looking unsure about his next words. “I am worried about you.”

Keith feels like somebody punched him again because he is suddenly breathless. The beating of his heart picks up speed until he hears them hammering in his ears. He really hopes that he isn’t blushing.

“Lance,” he begins but the other boy seems like he doesn’t want to let Keith utter a single word.

“No, listen to me, Keith. You don’t have to go alone through this, okay? You have us and we’re here for you.” His hand squeezes slowly Keith’s shoulder but he doesn’t let go. He looks resolute, like he’ll fight Keith if he doesn’t agree with him. “I know you won’t believe me when I say this but we care about you. You wouldn’t stand by and just watch if any one of us would do the same thing as you, so why should we?”

“This is different,” Keith defends himself but it only makes Lance glare at him.

“How so? Because you are a better fighter or pilot or paladin? Or because Shiro wants his boyfriend to lead Voltron?” the last part is mumbled but they are too close for Keith to not understand what Lance said.

Keith is so shocked by Lance’s words that all he can do is watch him. “What?!” he shrieks, not knowing if he wants to laugh or punch Lance for thinking about that. “I am not Shiro’s boyfriend. Oh my god, Lance!”

Lance narrows his eyes at him and finally lets go of Keith’s shoulder to cross his arms over his chest, shifting his weight on a leg.

“Don’t lie to me! Do you think I’m blind or stupid?”

Keith grits his teeth and glares at Lance because yes, you are both, you big moron.

“I can see the way you look at him and the secret smiles you guys share and-…”

“I can’t believe I have to listen to this,” Keith sighs.

“…-just how in love you are with him?”

“He’s like a brother to me!” Keith snaps finally, glaring at Lance because he can’t take this anymore. This is absolutely ridiculous. “I love you, you idiot!” Keith closes his mouth with so hard that his teeth hurt and this time he is sure he is blushing. He feels his face and ears burning and he wants somebody to knock him unconscious again.

“Wait, what?” Lance squeals wide eyed.

Keith looks at him equally shocked, he didn’t mean to let it slip out like this. Or ever. He has been fine until now with not telling Lance how he feels.

Lance’s cheeks become redder as the seconds pass by and the blush spreads down on his neck. He opens his mouth a few times, but nothing comes out. For the first time Keith succeeds in making Lance speechless, but it doesn’t feel as satisfying as he thought it was going to be.

“Ah! Um.. we-uh…” Lance stammers, trying to get out an answer. Keith wonders where the hell are the Marmora soldiers when you need them? He’d give anything to have something to fight right now and ignore the situation he got himself in.

And then his wish becomes reality. But instead of Marmora soldiers appearing, Galra soldiers are behind Lance.

Where did they even come from? Isn’t this supposed to be a super secret base of the rebellion?

“Get the Blue Paladin!” one of them shouts and it makes Lance turn to look at them. Two soldiers jump on Lance, locking his hands behind him.

The boy struggles and tries to break free, but he is only one and there is only so much fighting he can do with two big soldiers on him. Keith jumps in front of them, his knife held out in front of him, ready to fight all of them himself if he had to.

The panic of seeing Lance being taken away by Galra makes him forget how weak he actually is because of all the fighting he has done until now. It makes him forget every bruise and cut and aching muscle. And maybe that’s why when a Galra appears in front of him out of nowhere and kicks him in the ribs, he is surprised by how much it hurts. It steals his breath as his vision goes white and for a few seconds he can’t hear anything but the blood rushing through him.

“Let me go, you jerk! Keith? Keith, are you okay?”

Lance’s voice brings his mind back. He quickly looks for his knife that he lost when the Galra kicked him. He finds it pretty close, a few steps from where is. He can still hear Lance struggling somewhere behind him so he ignores the aches in his body as he runs to his knife and then turn to help Lance.

One of the Galras put a hand on Lance’s mouth but it doesn’t stop the boy from talking, even if all the words he says come out muffled. Keith meets his eyes and Lance looks relieved for a few moments to see Keith running. But Keith can’t feel the same thing when he sees a light appearing behind Lance, towards which the Galra are running.

“I swear to God, if this is another ‘You are not meant to go through that door’ bullshit-” he mumbles, picking up speed but not enough. Lance is already being swallowed by the light and Keith doesn’t hesitate to jump after him.

When he opens his eyes after the light disappears he finds himself alone back on Earth.

#klance #klance fanfic #klance fanfiction #keith (voltron)#vld lance #ellie scrie #dude that edit is so good and i'm so in love with it

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angst-in-space · 7 years

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hey! do you have any good klance fic recs?

Oops sorry I forgot to answer this yesterday. Apologies for the late reply!

Anyway well.....first of all I’m writing one *jazz hands* It’s a paranormal au, ghosts and other spooky shit. I’m planning to post chapter 5 this weekend! (tbh it’s not very klance-y yet but...it will be, I promise.)

Here’s a bunch of other recs for ya! They’re all complete unless I said otherwise. :)

time out of mind by aknightley - Keith and Lance go to the future and discover they’re married. Beautiful, amazing, made me cry actual tears because it’s so sweet.

Iugula! by Kaorusan241 - Gladiator au. It’s just....an awesome au, and it’s really intense, plus nice historical details! incomplete but really good so far.

pepsicola by corydalis - p simple in-universe slow-burn fic, man it’s real good

it’s quite bizarre, and will remain this way by mayerwien - au where the gang works at a space museum

we’ll make it, you and me by asexualrey - short one-shot where keith and lance crash land on a planet together. slight warning for blood/injury, it’s not too graphic though.

call me, beep me by safra - a “wrong number au” where lance gets keith’s number by accident; they become texting buddies & fall in love and it’s the cutest thing ever. it’s also just super funny.

Nightmares by Trashness - lance has nightmares and keith offers to cuddle with him at night. boiiiii .... it’s good.

Just Static by Jessadilla - *deep inhale* ok big fat warning on this one, it’s like....one of the most intense fics I’ve ever read and it gave me like seven heart attacks. it’s like 80k words and I read it in like two sittings so uh. warning for a lot of blood/injury and whatnot. but!!! shit dude it’s an amazing fic. keith goes to rescue lance who’s injured by himself on a dangerous planet & they end up stuck together and uh...things don’t go so well (but it has a happy ending, i promise!!).

i can’t help but want by aknightley - lance and keith are stranded on separate planets but they can talk via the comms.

Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia - a little girl time-travels onto the castle ship and reveals she’s keith and lance’s daughter from the future. :))))

The Hustle by morvish, sinelanguage - keith has to go on an “espionage-by-flirting” mission (lance can’t do it cuz his leg’s broken) and he has to get flirting tips from lance over the comms. except lance is....obviously jealous...eh heheh.

bouncing off exit signs by steelthighsvoideyes - an au where keith and lance meet each other at space camp as kids, and then they keep running into each other over and over again throughout the years. it’s....just such a beautiful epic love story i.... *clutches heart*

so yeah, hopefully that keeps you busy for a while. *finger guns*

#asks #vld #klance #fic recs #Anonymous

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februarywhite · 7 years

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Do you have any klance fic recs?

Sure! Sorry this is so late, I’ve been super busy lately.

Here are some recent ones I’ve read:

Objects in Motion (When Unbalanced) by Mytay

Summary: Lance and Keith are constantly being mistaken for a couple. Lance is highly offended. Keith is quietly outraged. Pidge decides if she can’t have peace, then she can write an epic scientific dissertation on the romantic failings of two exceptionally dense paladins.

(This one is interesting because it’s all from Pidge’s point of view, and it has some cute friendship moments that I really appreciated.)

Where The Lions Roam by Mytay

Summary: “ … tell me why Blue is making the moves on Keith.” Pidge stared at him, a touch incredulous. “You really haven’t figured it out?” “Pidge. I am very intelligent, but I am not a genius,” Lance said patiently. “Spell it out for me.” “Well, you just sort of answered your own question,” Pidge said, snorting. “Your Lion is making the moves on Keith — and by ‘moves’ I mean responding to your abject terror whenever Keith is in danger.”

Take Me Away by Kaorusan241 (AU)

Summary: “Sorry about that! Where were we?” “I still don’t have anything written down for you.” Lance could hear the guy’s irritation through the phone, and felt himself bristle.“Well well, someone’s testy! Spring has sprung, lighten up buddy.” “It’s January, you managed to call 5 minutes before the end of my 8-hour shift, and I should have been home half an hour ago. Order something.”

// Takeout AU inspired by one too many 80s films. Lance is an astronomy student with a grudge, Keith works too many hours to deal with this shit.

you’re the only light in my sky by keithslance

Summary: Keith trusts Lance. He does, really does. That’s not the root of Keith’s problem right now, the one that’s crumpling his shoulders in and bending his spine so he curls in on himself like a flower hiding from the cold of the night.

No. The thing that is weighing heavy on the back of his neck, that is pushing down until his knees bend and give out? He knows exactly what this is, which is making it that much harder to breathe.

It’s not exactly easy being in love with your teammate when the universe is ending all around you.

it’s all in my head by aknightley

Summary: "Uh,“ Pidge said, “Lance? Buddy? What’s the deal?“ “That’s Lance?” Hunk shouted, somehow still ramming ships away from the castle; Keith felt like bubbles were bursting in his head, effervescent pops of giddy fear mixed with conviction. Lance, he thought, Lance feels like this. “Thank God, I thought I was going crazy for a second.”

(The team’s physic bond starts to allow the paladins to feel each other’s emotions.)

More under the cut :

And then there are the more popular ones that you might have already heard of that are definitely worth looking into:

Homesick at Space Camp by K0bot (in progress)

Summary: Lance’s insistence on maintaining his rivalry with Keith is hurting his performance, and Shiro’s had enough. Keith and Lance are forced to talk it out, and Lance becomes certain of one thing:

He’s gonna be the best friend Keith’s ever had in his LIFE.

Naturally, he’s in for much more than he bargained for.

(Featuring the fake married trope)

What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me

Summary: The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be.–Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn’t be coming for a very long time.

Shut Up and Dance With Me by wittyy_name (AU) (in progress)

Summary: Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.

Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.

With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals… or they might crash and burn.

The Marks We Make by wittyy_name (AU) (in progress)

Summary: Lance McClain constantly dreams of the day he’ll finally meet his mysterious soulmate. They don’t say much, if anything at all, but they leave him with gorgeous paintings temporarily tattooing his skin. It’s not exactly the situation he hoped for, but when he feels the connection between them, he can’t bring himself to resent them. As much as he wishes his soulmate would just talk to him, he’s resigned himself to being patient. In the meantime, he has a loving family and good friends to help him get by.

Keith Kogane dreads the day he’ll finally meet his obnoxious soulmate. He’s just an art student who’s struggling to find his place in the world. There’s so much he hasn’t been able to control in his life, and the thought of having a soulmate, just another thing in his life which he also has no control over yet can’t do anything about, is a little terrifying. So he ignores the words that occasionally appear on his skin. He has other things to focus on: like being a new student at a big university where his childhood friend and step-brother go.

On Thin Ice by Minadora (AU) (in progress)

Summary: Once upon a time, two Canadian nerds decided to start a figure skating au about their two space sons and their wonderful misfit friends. Ten pages of headcanons later we finally put electronic pen to electronic paper and created this monstrosity.This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets forcibly enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to “work on his footwork”. There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater.

Enjoy the ride because it’s only just started.

Watercast by Fishwrites (AU) (in progress)

Summary: Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit!

(AU where Avians (winged folk), Galra, humans and merfolk cohabit earth. Shiro and Keith are avian soldiers, Lance is the youngest son of a Queen, Hunk is also a merman and Pidge is still looking for her family.)

Here’s another rec list that has some good ones too

#Anonymous #asks

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kaorusan241 · 1 year

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Sebastian Sallow x Fem!Reader | Headcanons

og screenshot: @rimaeternax

He redefines the meaning of ‘jealous’. He obsesses over the thought of Ominis knowing something about you that he doesn’t.

“Ominis simply needs a moment with you and he'll change his mind. Is that it? There has to be more to it than that. Tell me.”

The jealousy is particularly hard for him to stamp down when it involves Ominis, because he is well aware of all the brilliant traits and abilities his best friend possesses.

If he wasn’t so determined, and if Ominis was less of a pacifist, he might have conceded defeat. But that’s not who Sebastian is. He knows that the end justifies the means.

To cast the Cruciatus Curse, he has to mean it. There’s a thin line between love and hate, and Sebastian channels that.

This is the first time he’s felt genuine romantic feelings for someone, he’d previously seen it as just a means to an end... a way to get people to do whatever he wanted.

He learns everything he can about you, to the point that it’s almost annoying. He even tries to read your diary, but you’d already cast protective enchantments on it. He finds himself more impressed with your skill than irritated by it.

He claims that he does things for you to keep you ‘in his debt’, but actually he just likes knowing that he is the one making you happy, no one else.

Nothing can stop Sebastian from devoting himself to the dark arts. If you’re driven away by his increasingly disturbing views, he’ll only blame someone else for ‘leading you astray’. If you’re killed, he won’t see it as a personal failure, but as a reason to seek endless vengeance. He’s accountable to no one - except you.

You’re drawn to the dark arts, but don’t want Sebastian to get himself killed. You toe the line, finding yourself capable of doing loathsome things, anything to keep him alive.

You worry about what might happen once you leave school, and no longer have Anne and Ominis around. You don’t trust yourself, know that you’d probably do whatever Sebastian asked of you.

Sebastian doesn’t give up on those he loves. Once a cure for Anne has finally been found, in seventh year, he shifts his focus.

Deep down, he’s terrified of you leaving him, because he doesn’t believe that anyone else is powerful enough, or worthy enough, to protect you.

Anne finds Sebastian’s shift in attention incredibly amusing, wondering how much he must have suppressed his feelings while he was focusing on finding the cure.

He’ll do things like wipe the corner of your mouth with a napkin while you’re at dinner, seemingly unaware that he’s even doing it.

These soft moments are exclusive to you, but you find yourself becoming jealous of the way he casually uses a flirty tone with others. He doesn’t view it as flirting at all - in his mind, you’re the only one worthy of his attention. The others barely register to him.

He’ll stop at nothing to make sure you don’t come to harm. His parents’ unexpected deaths plague him more than he cares to admit.

He suffers from nightmares most nights. You hear this from Ominis first, but don’t experience it for yourself until you’re forced to share a room in a nearby village while out exploring. Guttural, heart-wrenching screams have you scrambling to wake him up, smoothing his hair as he shakes and tries to slow his breathing.

Sebastian only allows you to call him ‘Seb’ when he’s at his most vulnerable.

You ask him at one point what he dreams about, and he admits that he has visions of you, Ominis, and Anne being tortured in front of him, his own body that of a small child with no magic, forced to watch, helpless.

He doesn’t push you to learn dark magic, but secretly hopes that you’ll join him, dreams on his better nights of how it might feel if you cast Imperio on him.

Your first kiss, predictably, is a result of Sebastian’s endless jealousy. You’re at the Three Broomsticks together one afternoon laughing and drinking, when you feel a tap on your shoulder - Garreth Weasley. Sebastian can’t hide his distaste. He’s seen how Weasley follows you around in potions, and despises it. He’s nowhere near your equal.

You gently approach him as you’re walking back to the castle together, asking what’s wrong, why he hates Garreth so much. Sebastian snaps, not understanding how it’s possible that you don’t notice the disgusting way Weasley looks at you.

As you reach the undercroft to train, Sebastian feels restless, untethered, he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about the fact that you could leave him, that you don’t belong to him. You’ve been doing more quests with other people lately, and after all, isn’t that the only thing keeping you together? He’s pacing, agitated.

You say his name, and he snaps his attention towards you, striding up to you with purpose and grabbing your face with his hands, trying to express everything he feels for you with his lips.

At one point, Imelda mentions that he never seems to do much for his girlfriend. He frowns, having never paid much attention to other couples.

In response, he goes a bit overboard - organising for hundreds of roses to be delivered to your dorm room, leaving chocolates on your bed during your period, chaperoning you between your classes.

Eventually, after a lot of reassurance, he begins to believe that you’re just as devoted to him, as he is to you, and that none of those things are necessary. He still does a few of them occasionally, because he loves the way you blush at the extra attention.

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #harry potter universe #headcanon #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x slytherin!reader #kaorusan241 writes

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kaorusan241 · 1 year

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ok so, summer holidays after endgame. anne's admitted to st. mungo's to be more comfortable. fig was MC's legal guardian so she and sebastian are both orphans. so they're allowed to stay at hogwarts just for this summer, but they cannot leave the grounds apart from hogsmade and during day hours. also due to being extremely watched, they cannot fall to their shenanigans again, so they're forced to be good. this brings them together even more. so a lot of fluff, healing and a first kiss? no smut

I’ve given this a go, sorry if it’s crap! For wider reference, my call for prompts is HERE.

Sebastian Sallow x Slytherin! MC | When Term Ends

The concept of a ‘summer holiday’ doesn’t mean much to you. Having grown up in the abject poverty of east London, the idea of relaxing happily with family, swimming in lakes and frolicking in fields, is entirely foreign.

When you first came to Hogwarts, you’d done your best to control your shock and delight at seeing entire tables stacked with chicken, vegetables and gravy, beef stew, freshly baked bread and a variety of soups - to be able to eat like this every day is something you’re still getting used to.

How funny, that despite the immense power you hold, the sight of a simple meal is still the thing that brings you the most comfort.

Hard benches, strict lines, attendants in monochrome uniforms, no curtains, floor coverings, or privacy. The constant sense that everyone around you on the street while you sold matchboxes or paintbrushes considered your poverty a choice - a result of a fundamental lack of effort.

You wish with all your soul that you’d been aware of Hogwarts sooner - to experience this level of freedom and joy for just three years feels cruel.

You wish you could curse the bastards who visited the slums for sport, to hell with the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery.

You sigh, putting your book down on the table and watching the flames flicker in the dull green light of the common room. You look at your hands, so different to someone like Imelda’s. Your skin bears the evidence of all that you’ve been through, everything that makes you who you are.

You don’t know if it’s because of the ancient magic that bristles under your skin, but since the holidays began, you’ve struggled to keep a lid on your anger. You feel restless, caged in by the weight of fixing everyone else’s problems.

Take Sebastian, for example. You know that you’ll never fully understand the depths of his devotion to Anne, as an only child yourself. Your own feelings about the situation are so conflicted, you can scarcely imagine how Sebastian must feel.

Solomon was complacent in his search for a cure, you agree with him on that much. But Solomon was only doing what Anne had asked him to do, to stop looking, to let her cope with the symptoms by herself. Given the amount of suffering she’d experienced at Rookwood’s hands, shouldn’t Anne have been allowed that choice?

A life dictated by a feuding brother and uncle, on top of everything else… you grit your teeth, irritated again.

Sebastian is your friend, someone you want to trust to protect you. But he’s also a complicated character - it’s part of what drew you to him in the first place. You could sense something under the surface, even before you spoke to him. A languid charm that hid something much darker underneath.

Sebastian had a family who loved him, who wanted to protect him from the dark arts. A family who cared about what happened to him, who didn’t dump him in the streets and leave him to fend for himself.

He’d thrown all that away, for what? Knowledge?

You don’t believe for a second that Sebastian had done it with entirely pure intentions. He might well believe that everything he’s done, every curse he’s cast, was for his sister’s sake. He might even try to pretend that killing his uncle didn’t matter.

You know him better than that.

Speak of the devil and he doth appear.

“Didn’t expect to see you here”, Sebastian drawls, taking a seat next to you with a tired huff. It’s supposed to be a joke, but falls flat.

You were the only two Slytherins asked by Headmaster Black to stay in the castle over summer. Ominis was free to go, probably because he hadn’t witnessed two deaths in the span of a week. Thestrals might even start to pity you at this point.

“I have nowhere else to go.”

It’s honest, maybe too honest, and slips out before you can stop it. Sebastian just nods sagely.

You’ve never gone into detail about your past, but you know he senses the darkness in you, too.

“It’s been over a month, and still no invitations to join you on a quest. Don’t tell me you’re back on the straight and narrow?”

“Ah yes, because you’d know all about that.”

Sebastian laughs, and you feel yourself smirk. Anyone else listening would have been horrified at how flippantly you just referenced Solomon’s murder, but you weren’t about to argue about it, and you certainly couldn’t ignore it.

“Fair enough.”

Sebastian kicks his feet up onto the table, stretching his arms out behind him and crossing them behind his head. He glances at you, trepidation clear in his eyes.

“So… Professor Fig. How are you holding up? I didn’t spend much time with him, but I know you two were close.”

You feel hollow at the mention of Fig, empty after the promise of a stable home had been snatched away from your grasp.

“I’m fine. Neither of us are any stranger to grief, Sebastian.”

A pause. Sebastian sighs, sitting up from the sofa and leaning his arms on his knees.

“I know what you must think of me, now. I did this for Anne, but even she won’t speak to me. Thinks I should dwell on the consequences of my actions for a while.”

“Sebastian…”

“Even if I had been sent to Azkaban, even if you’d all turned me in, I doubt she’d have visited me. Maybe a fate entwined with the dementors is what I deserve.”

“No.”

Sebastian jumps at your insistence, turning to look at you in surprise.

“I don’t agree with you killing Solomon, but I also know that it was accidental. You let your anger get the best of you. The dark arts are powerful, but need to be wielded with care.”

“Do you think Anne might come to understand, with time?”

“Understand what? That you had to do it? No. Until you recognise that your inexperience with the dark arts led to this, she’ll never understand you. The only way she’ll ever come around, is if you frame it as a terrible mistake.”

Sebastian laughs again in surprise at that, and you turn away slightly, blushing.

“Sounds a little… manipulative? To twist recent events in my favour? Perhaps I’m rubbing off on you after all.”

You can’t help but smile. “Regrettably, yes.”

“In all seriousness though, I’m grateful to you for standing by me, through it all. I don’t know how to repay you.”

You look at him fully, noting the sincerity in his dark eyes, the bags underneath them. It’s been weighing heavily on him, you realize. The idea of being left alone.

“Are you afraid that without Ominis and I in your corner, you might get drawn into something worse..? Something you’d regret?”

“Maybe. I still intend to study the dark arts, to get better control over it. But without Anne I don’t have the same motivation as before. She was my other half, my best friend.”

You wince sympathetically, placing a hand on his shoulder, drawing it up and down the soft fabric of his robes in an attempt to comfort him.

“I can’t pretend I understand. Anne is wonderful, but I didn’t do all this for her.”

Sebastian furrows his brows. “If not for her, then why? Why did you go to such great lengths to help me?”

“Everyone I’ve ever cared about, has abandoned me, or died.” You don’t know where the words are coming from, but it feels like a dam has burst. “Everyone.”

You lift your hand from his shoulder, standing to pace near the fire, feeling its heat gracing your ankles as you walk.

“I know that you cared about Anne, that you love her. But she’s not dead yet, Sebastian. There’s still time for us to find a way to cure her, something that doesn’t involve blood sacrifices, or dark arts we can’t control. The people I’ve lost? They’re gone. I’ll never understand what it feels like for you, watching a part of yourself suffer in that way. But I do know what it feels like to be betrayed by family.”

Sebastian approaches you cautiously, as if you’re a wire about to snap.

“You’re talking about your childhood, aren’t you? The orphanage?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry. I know you’ve kept parts from me, but it can’t have been easy.”

“It wasn’t. I just-” your voice cracks, and you turn away, hiding the tears before they fall.

“I just need to feel wanted. Like someone cares about me. I want to find someone I can trust completely, who won’t force me to stand on my own.” You swallow, steeling yourself.

“When you drifted away, out of my reach, towards magic that I don’t understand, it broke me. It felt like I was right back to where I started. Back to reaching out in my sleep, begging my parents not to leave me behind.”

“I could be that, for you.”

“What?” you quickly wipe your eyes, looking back at him. He’s standing straight, staring at you with a steely resolve that you’ve rarely seen on him.

“I could be the person that stands by your side. That you could trust. I know I’ve made some mistakes…” Sebastian rubs the back of his neck, guilt still radiating off him in waves. “I’ve made mistakes, but…”

He comes closer to you then, gripping your forearms tightly.

“Listen to me. I would never hurt you. You can trust me. After everything you’ve done for me, everything you are… how could I ever leave you?”

You suck in a breath. Here is Sebastian, admitting that you’re one of the three people in the entire world he cares about. That he wants you by his side.

“I.. thank you, Sebastian. I appreciate it.”

Sebastian stares at you, looking for something. You feel yourself heat under his gaze, wondering whether or not he believes you.

“Why do you think I go on quests with you? Spend so much time with you? Do you think it’s out of the goodness of my heart?”

“No… I thought that maybe… you wanted to learn more about ancient magic? That you needed it for something, thought it might help you cure Anne.”

He looks slightly affronted at this. “You think I was just using you? This whole time? That I don’t care about you?”

“No, that’s not it. I know you care. We’re friends.”

“Friends.” Sebastian laughs, incredulously.

“Have you not been paying any attention to the way I’ve been looking at you, this entire school year?”

Your heartbeat races. Are you about to have a heart attack? You don’t know where to look, the eye contact is too intense and you need to leave, you need to get out of here -

“Look at me.”

Sebastian lifts one hand to your face, turning your head, so gentle, despite all the anger you know simmers inside him.

“It’s different with you. I … like you. I want to be there for you, for you to depend on me. You can depend on me.”

It feels like every muscle in your body has frozen. You don’t attempt to speak.

“If you choose me.. I promise, I will never let you down again.”

It overwhelms you, the feelings you have for Sebastian. Everything that you would do for him. It feels all-consuming, the way that you take on his problems as if they were your own. Now he’s saying you can depend on him, that you don’t have to struggle through this alone.

You gently place your hands above his where they rest on your face, and lean forward. The kiss is feather-light, Sebastian doesn’t even seem to register it at first, but then he grips on to you. You feel like you’re falling.

Author’s Note: I don’t have a PS5 myself / have been using my friends, so my knowledge of this game is going to be a lot more limited than other writers. I can only write the characters as I see them, and I enjoy doing so, but things like detailed lore, specific plot points etc. might have inaccuracies. So if that’s vital to people, they should look for writing elsewhere.

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Hogwarts Legacy | Muggle Fashion

I thought it might be fun to do a little bit of research into how people dressed in the 1890s, when HL is set!

Masculine fashion is relatively relaxed, day coats were generally loose fitting and top hats were not as widespread as in previous years, often being saved for special occasions. For daytime, a shorter hat, boater hat, or nothing at all was preferred. Tailcoats and high, stiff collars were popular at dinners.

By contrast, feminine fashion was elaborate, lacy and highly structured. For the daytime, large shoulder pads, machine-made corsets and fluffed up hairstyles / bonnets were common amongst the middle and upper classes. At parties, slightly lower cut dresses were popular, still with billowy sleeves but generally in softer fabrics. Just ten years before, it was in vogue to wear wired ‘bustle dresses’ that were difficult to sit down in, but there was a growing trend towards clothes that restricted movement less, particularly amongst those who would later become suffragettes.

It’s worth mentioning that these fashions were only followed by the wealthy. If you imagine your MC as an orphan, they will have narrowly escaped a very grim fate. The average life expectancy of casual labourers working in London slums was only 19, and it may have been even lower in Scottish cities like Glasgow. For those who had children, the chances of dying in childbirth were extremely high. Even if both parents did survive, statistics suggest that 1 in 4 babies didn’t even make it past 12 months.

To make matters worse, members of ‘polite society’ made it a habit to go ‘slumming’ - that is, to go and gawk at those living in the slums. With all of the above considered, I wonder how much tolerance MC would have for the concept of ‘blood purity’ and all that nonsense? Would they consider themselves ‘impure’ regardless as a result of their upbringing, so not care, or would they fight against the concept?

This is assuming that your MC didn’t grow up in a magical setting, but in the muggle world. How would that differ to someone like Ominis or Sebastian, who grew up fully aware of the powers they possessed?

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Sebastian Sallow x Slytherin!MC | Prompts Request

Hey folks,

I'd like to try writing a one-shot but I feel like I used up all my ideas in this headcanon post lol (if you want to see how I tend to characterise him), so if anyone has any prompts please send them to me in an ASK! I can do second or third person, maybe some innuendo but no smut

No guarantees as life is busy but I figured it might be fun / give me something to do and Hogwarts Legacy is my escape atm!

Sticking with Slytherin bc that's my house so it's the easiest to write, also because I tend to picture MC like this

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You return to Hogwarts for your sixth year. Summer has been and gone, spent forced into corsets and hoop skirts and endless bouts of true, pure, boredom. Your life feels grey... then there's Sebastian.

"I knew I was staring, but didn’t care much. Sebastian smirked at Professor Sharp, bowing his head in apology with a flourish before strolling unhurriedly to his table with Amit and Garreth. Those two were expert potions masters, but Sebastian had always been more interested in things like legilimency. It occurred to me, briefly, that my interest in him was bordering on stalkerish."

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kaorusan241 · 2 years

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Not sure if anyone is still out there, as this has taken me so long! But the final chapter of this is out in the world. Thank you for your support. 🖤

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JunWoo and ChaYoung get mistaken as a couple by someone for whatever reason and JunWoo rolls with it

I know it’s not precisely what you requested as he isn’t maintaining his intern persona here / it’s based around episode 18, but I love this prompt, so will probably do another quick fic that’s similar. Anyway, here you go, maybe one person will read it.

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It’s not creepy.

Okay, maybe it’s a little creepy, but it’s not as if he’s getting out of jail anytime soon, and if having a photo of Cha Young on his wall will irritate Vincenzo when he pays a visit, then it’s a win-win in Han Seok’s opinion.

Han Seok sighs heavily, lying down on his prison cot. He adjusts the scratchy polyester blanket so that it covers his legs a bit better, propping his head up on one elbow as he stares at a patch of peeling paint in the middle of the ceiling.

It’s not as if being arrested had come as a huge surprise. Besides, if he’s being honest with himself, those ever-frequent murder attempts by Vincenzo were starting to get him down. You can only race down the pavement in silk pyjamas so many times before it starts getting tiring.

The tip-off by his half-brother had been a long time coming, and he’d be safe here in jail at least.

Han Seok is still frustrated by the whole thing.

He doesn’t particularly like Han Seo, and he’d be the first to admit that he’d treated him terribly over the years. Despite everything though, he hadn’t been lying when he’d said that all they had left in this life was each other.

They were family, and Han Seok didn’t allow many people to enter his close circle.

Hong Cha Young had been one of those people, for a while. Using Jun Woo as a fake persona allowed him to get close to the most beautiful lawyer at Wusang with minimal effort on his part.

He’d enjoyed her spontaneous video calls, their lunches out, those late nights slaving away over whatever case had captured her attention that week.

It was rare for Han Seok to take an interest in anything beyond Wooyoungmi jackets or F.P. Journe watches, but Cha Young was the exception. Every time Han Seok saw her with Vincenzo it felt like a knife to his chest, because it confirmed what he’d always suspected - Cha Young valued human life no more than he did, unless she’d been personally wronged in some way.

He’d liked her, a lot, but not enough to let her see him.

Han Seok wondered what advice his mother would have, if she was here with him now. She’d probably tell him to get a grip and ask Cha Young out, as himself this time, rather than the goofy intern he could have been in another life.

“Jang Han Seok?”, says a voice at the door, and he sits up to see the warden edging cautiously into his room, balancing a tray of food in one hand and not taking her eyes off him for a second, doubtless fearing that he might strangle her or something.

How annoying.

This warden is young and relatively new to her post, judging by the way she shivers at the sight of his unimpressed stare.

She puts the tray down and begins to back away. She’s almost in the clear but then she pauses, her eyes catching on the photograph affixed to the wall by his head.

Han Seok feels his heartbeat speed up as he sees the warden putting two-and-two together, and begins to wonder if she wouldn’t be above selling this story to the press for a quick cash-grab.

He can just imagine the headlines now -

“Pathetic Babel Chairman Jang Han Seok obsesses over a photo of former colleague Hong Cha Young in prison”.

His momentary panic is interrupted by the warden asking him a question.

“Jang Han Seok…”

Her eyes are positively gleaming, and Han Seok doubts she’s had much opportunity to gossip this week, given that all of her colleagues at this maximum security prison are pervy old men.

“Is that your girlfriend? She’s so pretty! You must miss her.”

A beat passes, and Han Seok decides he has nothing to lose. Cha Young won’t be visiting him anyway.

“Yes, that’s her. We’ve been together for a year. I think about her all the time.”

Not entirely a lie - he’d taken up the persona of intern Jang Jun Woo almost a year ago to the day.

“Wow, how lucky! I’ll be sure to give you both a bit of extra time when she stops by.”

The warden smiles as she leaves, probably thinking that she’s doing him a great service, and Han Seok switches off the false charm as quickly and easily as she turns the key in the lock behind her.

How stupid.

He looks again at the picture, and the Cha Young in the image seems to stare back at him, taunting him, preparing to leave him behind even while trapped within an inky cage.

Han Seok feels desperate all of a sudden, to get out of here and to be near her again.

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