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Hiii! I just binged Green Is The Colour in... Maybe four days? It's one of the biggest fics I've read in one sitting, and I wanted to tell you that I LOVED it. It didn't feel long or anything like it. In fact, it felt like a novel. I just wanted to tell you that I'm now a great fan of your writing and have started reading your other stories.
Take care! 💕
I just caught up with all your comments, and it's such a pleasure to know you enjoyed it so much! I've been "asleep" in the fandom and your comments just warmed my heart. Thank you mxmia! ❤️🫶
Well said, well deserved!
@galaxiasgreen is a criminally underrated author whose work is some of the best I've ever read, but *especially* her Garreth centric fic 'Stay With Me'. The humour, the mystery, the tension is chef's kiss, not to mention her depiction of everyone's favourite Weasley is absolutely perfect, feeding those starving Garreth girlies soo good fr
Big love to @galaxiasgreen for their wonderful Gareth fic ‘Stay with me’! ✨
Go read about your favourite Weasley 👇
The sweetest, softest Ominis shenanigans. Miss Green does it again ladies and gentlemen ❤️🔥❤️🔥
✨Stuck
Uncle!Ominis shenanigans with minor Ominis/Reader
“You owe me for this.” He spits onto the grass. “Next time we play poker, I promise to let you win.” “Oh please. Your poker face is so appalling even I can see when you’re lying."
In the middle of the night, Ominis wakes to his panicked Muggle brother-in-law Connor, whose son James is mysteriously stuck to the ceiling…
Or, Uncle!Ominis attempts to help his Muggle-born nephew.
G-rated || no content warnings || 1.9k words || Feat. Gibby in minor Reader role
[read on AO3]
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The rock at the window wakes Ominis with a start.
It can’t be later than three o’clock in the morning, and he feels the darkness surround him – you, snoring softly to his left, the utter silence of the world outside, the chill of nightfall along his skin. He rolls over to face you and buries his nose into your hair, thinking he must’ve imagined the noise.
Clack. His eyes wrench open again. There is definitely something wrong.
Cursing softly, he slips out of bed and retrieves his wand. With a quick Revealing charm, he senses the body on the street outside, their hand wound back to toss another rock. It hits the window again before clattering into the gutter. A foolish child, maybe? Only they would think it wise to disturb his sleep.
He throws on a dressing gown and slippers and tiptoes downstairs. Hopefully his own children don’t rouse with the noise; it takes you several hours to get them to calm down and sleep. Another pebble hits the house’s wall just as Ominis clenches his wand and opens the side door.
“Ominis! Thank the Lord. Thought I’d have to break into the house.”
Confusion colours his annoyance. That’s not some kid – it’s his Muggle brother-in-law, Connor.
“Are you aware it’s the middle of the bloody night?”
“I know, I’m sorry.” Connor sounds… panicked? “Is my sister—?”
“Fast asleep. Something I would also like to be.”
He swears softly. “All right, you’ll have to do.” He claps his hand. “I need your help.”
“I gathered.”
“It’s my son, James, he…” He swallows. “He’s stuck to the ceiling.”
“So? Get him down.”
“No, Om, he… he’s stuck. As in, I try to pull him down and he just... floats back up…”
Oh.
Ah.
Connor audibly winces. “I’m trying not to panic, but since you and my sister are the resident, erm, supernatural experts I figured I should come to you before calling the fire brigade.”
Ominis massages his head. “How did you even discover this?”
“He knocked on my wall. I thought it was something clattering through the pipes – went to investigate, there he was, suspended mid-air.” He bounces between his heels. “So can you do your vanishing thingamabob and take us there? Please. He’s utterly terrified right now, and I had to leave him alone to come here.”
What are the chances that Connor’s son, Ominis’ nephew-in-law, has developed magic? It does run in your family – you’re a witch, after all – but for the gene to reappear in the next generation on your brother’s side? The likelihood is incredibly low. His own children have been raised in a magical household, but he has no experience with Muggle children developing magic. Certainly you would be the wiser choice to navigate this situation delicately, but he doesn’t want to disturb you, not when you get so little sleep anyway.
Resigning to losing the night, Ominis sighs. “Fine.”
He decides it best not to give Connor any Apparition warning – he’s probably in too much of a state to take anything in – so he snatches his arms and Apparates them to the back garden of Connor’s house. Connor stumbles out of his grip and nearly wretches.
“Good God, some warning, man…”
“You owe me for this.”
He spits onto the grass. “Next time we play poker, I promise to let you win.”
“Oh please. Your poker face is so appalling even I can see when you’re lying.”
“… Touché.”
Ominis gestures for him to lead the way, and Connor pads up to the terrace house. In this area of London the air is muskier, sweetened by the industrial fumes of nearby factories, and Ominis hopes none of his neighbours happened to be peeking outside their windows when they both magically appeared in the garden.
“Keep quiet,” Connor warns as he unlocks the back door. “Matilda doesn’t know.”
Ominis baulks. “You haven’t told your wife?”
“Of course not, she doesn’t know diddly-squat about magic! Would lose her marbles if she caught James on the ceiling.” He swallows. “I hope she’s still asleep. Maybe James has woken her with all his wailing.”
They creep through the house to the highest floor, and when Connor softly announces that he’s coming in, Ominis braces himself for screaming and crying.
“Hi, Uncle Om!” chirrups nine-year-old James. “What’re you doing here?”
The room is small, befitting the eaves of the house. James has somehow managed to nestle himself where the two slants meet above. The skylight is ajar, letting in a gush of a night breeze.
Connor shuts the door behind. “How are you feeling, James? I know, I know, you’re absolutely terrified—”
“I’m fine.”
“— but I’ve brought your uncle to help get you down.”
James makes a confused noise. “How’re you gonna’ help, Uncle Om?”
Ominis purses his lips. He’s not actually sure yet. “How long have you been floating?”
“About an hour now.”
“Are you upside-down?”
“Nope, horizontal.”
That’s good. At least there won’t be poor blood flow. “What were you doing when you realised you were floating?”
“Erm, asleep?”
“Did you dream?”
“I dreamt about flying.”
Ah, that explains it.
“So?” says Connor desperately. “How bad is it?”
“Not bad,” says Ominis. “Just last week, my daughter set her bed on fire, and she’s only two. It’s rather common for… children like us, to develop it this way.”
“Flossie did what?” asks James.
“I suppose I should feel grateful that this is considered normal,” says Connor with a moan. “Please get him down. Quietly.”
“A simple spell should fix this.” Ominis finally reveals his wand from his pocket – it’s a strange sensation when he’s been vigilant about hiding it for so long. “Now, don’t panic, James—”
“Not panicking.”
“— but I’m going to do something that will help get you down. Brace yourself to land.” He nocks his wand. “Finite Incantatum.”
Silence.
“… Was that supposed to do something?” asks James, still floating.
“Hmm,” says Ominis, “that usually works.”
“Well, it didn’t,” hisses Connor. “Come on. You’re a wizard, Ominis—”
“Wicked,” says James.
“— so you’re supposed to be able to fix these things instantly!”
Ominis scowls. “Possessing magic is not the be all end all to every problem.” He flicks his wand down. “Descendo.”
Silence.
“Magic is real?” asks James, awed.
“Just brilliant,” Connor mutters. “I got the only wizard who can’t do this one simple task.”
“If you’d like to try,” Ominis remarks, “please, be my guest.”
“No, no,” Connor whimpers, “keep trying.”
So Ominis does. “Reverte.”
Nothing.
“Finite. Surgito. Offero.”
None of them work.
“This is it.” Connor slumps to the ground, clutching his head. “He’s stuck there forever and Matilda will skin me alive—”
“Brilliant,” says James.
“— and we’ll have to move to the country to hide, only we can’t because my son is stuck to the bloody ceiling!”
“Pull yourself together,” Ominis snaps. “Your panicking is not helping matters!”
“Yeah, Papa!”
“James needs you to stay calm.”
“Damn right, Papa!”
“Mind your language, son.” Connor gets up. “Fine, fine, I will resist the urge to panic. But if none of your magic spells work, what do we do?”
“I suspect I know the issue.” Ominis faces James. “None of my spells are working because you’re keeping yourself afloat.”
James sounds confused. “How?”
“Well, you enjoy being up there, don’t you?”
“Yeah, the view is great! Papa, you have a bald spot on the top of your head.”
“I have a what?”
Ominis sighs. “It’s up to you, then. Close your eyes. Imagine you are floating back down. Imagine your feet on the ground.”
For the first time all night James sounds unsure. “Okay…” Ominis senses him clenching his fists, deep in thought. “Float back down… float back down…”
The air shifts; his body begins to slowly descend.
“It— it’s working!”
“Good. Keep doing it.”
James lets out a soft grunt, trying to reach down as he goes.
“Yes, that’s it, son,” says Connor. “Keep it up—”
But then James hesitates, two feet from the floor. “Aw… but I liked flying.”
“No!” Connor bellows. “No, please, don’t go back up!”
“Focus,” Ominis commands. “Feet on the ground!”
“But what if I don’t ever fly again?”
“You will. On a broom, where it’s safe.”
“On a broom? But I can fly without one!”
He starts going higher and higher, and Connor’s panic hits peak.
“No, no—! Son, please.”
“I’m all right, Papa!” he says cheerfully, back up on the ceiling again. “I’m like a bird! Wheeeee!”
Connor suddenly grabs Ominis’ shoulders. “It’s no use. He’s too excited!”
Ominis winces. “Then I’m afraid we’re going to have to employ my last resort.”
“And that is?”
“Grab a leg each and yank him down.”
“God Almighty,” Connor curses. “Fine. I’ll take the left, you take the right.”
They grab a leg each, and though James initially jerks, his body simply floats back up, this time trying to take them with him. Ominis jabs his heel into the foot of the bed, but he might as well be trying to move Buckingham Palace.
“James,” Connor begs, clearly having the same problem. “For the love of God, please come down!”
“Look, Papa!” James cries. “I can take you with me!”
Ominis’ feet leave the floor, and he can’t help the embarrassed yelp that leaves his mouth.
“James!” Connor shrieks. “P-Put us down!”
“Now you’re both flying! Hurrah! Isn’t this fun?”
“No!” shrills Ominis. “For Merlin’s sake, James—”
The door suddenly opens. Matilda lets out a quiet yawn.
“What’s going on in—?”
She stops. Notices James stuck to the ceiling, with Ominis and Connor holding one leg each.
“Oh, Mama!” says James. “Want to see what else I can do?”
The bed promptly sets on fire.
Matilda screams.
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“So James has magic now?”
That next morning, Ominis woke feeling like he was run over by the Hogwarts Express, owing to the menial two hours sleep he managed to snatch after returning back home during sunrise. Bracing his head over the steam of his teacup, he flicks idly at his buttered toast, desperate to keep his eyes peeled open.
“Yes, James has magic,” he responds, monotonous.
“A Muggle-born like me! That’s so wonderful,” you say, and you place the bowl in front of Flossie. She gurgles, spooning herself the food but letting half of it drip down her chin. “How did Matilda take it?”
“After I doused half of James’ room, she threatened to call the police and tried to exorcise us with holy water? Rather well, considering.”
“Well, it’s nice that everyone in the family knows now. No more secrets! Oh, that means he’s going to get his Hogwarts letter soon! How amazing! We’ll have to groom him for Hufflepuff. I don’t think he has the temperament for Slytherin.”
After last night, Ominis isn’t so sure. Massaging his forehead, he sips his tea, begging his brain to unfog.
The doorbell rings.
“No, darling, food goes in your mouth—” But his daughter giggles again, and you mumble, “Sorry, Ominis, Flossie’s being funny, can you get it?”
He gets to his feet, even though he feels like collapsing, and heads downstairs, irritated that the postman has the audacity to visit so early. When he opens the door, however, he’s surprised to come face-to-face with his Muggle brother-in-law… and his not-so-Muggle nephew.
Connor sounds ragged. “‘Mornin’, Ominis.”
“Hi, Uncle Om!” James grabs Ominis’ sleeve and bounces on his feet. “I got a letter this morning to go to magic school! Papa says you and Auntie went there, so can you teach me more magic? Please? Pretty please?”
Ominis groans.
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Fin.
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Rugby!Garreth
I've always thought of Garreth as having a rugby player's build. I headcanon him as a beater in Quidditch and in modern non-magic AU he'd suit rugby. Strong, broad shoulders and big thighs with a healthy layer of fat because boy does he love to eat.
Ominis and his troublesome girl 🫶
loml
alistair theirin in DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS (2009)
A safe place to fall asleep 🫶
Drew a little fluff for my newest fic bc cuddly sleepy ominis is the best ominis
It was an honor to make art for this absolutely amazing fic!!
If he could immortalise your beauty and smile, he would build a monument of diamond, or paint a mural in the sky. If he could bottle this moment to eternally relive, he would bathe in the waters of a pensieve and never seek the breath of release. If he could promise everything will be all right, that you’ll find happiness and warmth as long as you have each other, he would offer his hand and wand, and his lips, amidst the song of an Unbreakable Vow, a solemn pledge that he would stay with you forever. All you have to do is let him in.
— Chapter 12, Stay With Me
For the one-year anniversary of my Garreth/ Reader OC fic Stay With Me [AO3, Wattpad] I commissioned the phenomenal @lyworth for these two pieces, featuring Garreth and the Reader, Prim! Thank you so much ❤️📚🍰🐦🔥
Garreth Weasley and All the Smooches He Deserves
THE GOAT HERSELF!!
🦋 eeeee omg thanks for 400 followers!!! You're all super cute and I wanna consensually and respectfully smooch you all. Since I'm usually off floating around in my Ravenclaw head (ie dissociating from reality), I thought it'd be fun to get to know eachother a bit better!
Which house would you be in if you hadn't been sorted into your first one? (Or you can answer as your MC, whatever you like!)
I've always considered myself an honorary Hufflepuff, but according to the extended version of the Pottermore Sorting Hat Quiz, I'm aggressively Ravenclaw with an almost equal split between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. (also 9% Slytherin lol 💀)
I never considered myself very Gryffindor-ish, but more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I have a very strong sense of right and wrong, and I rely heavily on my moral compass to guide me through life. I'm not swayed by peer pressure: if something is wrong, it's wrong, and I don't care what anybody thinks of me for it. Even when it's difficult or scary to do so, I stand by my convictions, and I think that's Gryffindor af.
Anyway, tell me yours!! Even if we're not moots, feel free to join in!
Best character in fallout, period
What better way to solve an argument?
Part 2 of dialogue tropes I love: "Make Me," is forever going to be a part of my heart, my soul, my psyche. Mix it into Ominis x MC and I'm weak at the knees.
The "Can I kiss you?/Please" Trope, but make it Ominis x MC ❤️✨
This was doodled for a scene in my fic. I live for this trope. I die for this trope. Therefore, I had to draw this trope, otherwise the Gods of Brainrot would never leave me alone.
Thank you for tagging me @witchyafterdark!! <3
I'm over 5'5 / I wear glasses or contacts / I have blonde hair / I often wear sweatshirts / I prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / I have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting boss face / i play sports/ I play an instrument / i know more than one language / I can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / I have never dated anyone / I have a best friend that I have known for over five years / I am an only child
Tagging @mianeryh @polarisgreenley and @galaxiasgreen for this!!
thx for the tag @illarian-rambling !!
blue 4 yes, black 4 no :3
I'm over 5'5 / I wear glasses or contacts / I have blonde hair / I often wear sweatshirts / I prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / I have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting boss face / i play sports/ I play an instrument / i know more than one language / I can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / I have never dated anyone / I have a best friend that I have known for over five years / I am an only child
tagging : @theartsyswissapple @agirlandherquill @butchingdyke @capnmachete and all my other mutuals :3
blank under cut!!
I'm over 5'5 / I wear glasses or contacts / I have blonde hair / I often wear sweatshirts / I prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / I have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting boss face / i play sports/ I play an instrument / i know more than one language / I can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / I have never dated anyone / I have a best friend that I have known for over five years / I am an only child
Thank you for the tag loml <3 Here's Allegra lookin straight out of a 2000s pop magazine!!
oh, these are such beautiful picrews, and I just had to!
make your OC + their sword of choice
np tagging: @valyrra @localravenclaw @shanaraharlyah @thriftstorebabayaga @eternalremorse @charmedcleric @sebastianswallows @ominisss @trulyblockedout @ephemerasnape, and really anyone who'd like to join
PLS
Professor Sharp having a mental breakdown in his car on the clock app 🤪🤪 I wonder who he’s referring to
( yes I posted a new video )
March 22, 2023 - March 22, 2024
One year ago to this day, I started writing Green is the Color. I fell in love with Hogwarts Legacy from the moment I played it, and found such a kindred spirit in Ominis that I wanted to honor the character by writing him a fic. Ofc, I didn't expect the fic to be 70 chapters long, but my I poured my entire heart and soul into the work, and I couldn't be happier that I did.
I'll also be posting GITC to Wattpad, one chapter each day.
Happy birthday to GITC. Happy birthday to my fic. Happy birthday to my MC Allegra, the creation of whom inspired me enough to get me out of a creative rut.
Thank you, too, to all the people who read my fic(s). You are always in my memory--I've never stopped thinking about the people who I share this beautiful, amazing fandom with!
I'm alive! Please enjoy these lil sketch-doodles as a pre-treat for March 22, 2024 (The birthday of my first Ominis x OC fic 👀)
Thank you for the tag, queen 👑@morelikeravenbore! ❤️ May I present this soft Ominis from A Song of Saints and Sinners:
Ominis didn’t feel weightless on a broom, or in the water, or with his back pressed against the warmth of a meadow’s grass--it was here, in her arms, that he finally learnt what it meant to be light.
I want to tag @alexanderachillesisgay and @fierrocheese for this one ❤️
LAST SENTENCE TAG GAME
RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
@groovytimetravelflower shared this with me and I thought I'd give it a try!
Had the Lucians done something to Linda, there would be no more reason to keep cooperating like this.
Tagging @groovytimetravelflower @andywinter16 @pandansca and whoever wants to do this! I don't know many other writers on Tumblr enough to tag them in these things.
"You must be a bludger because you knock me out" || Garreth can GET IT IDC IM GOING FERAL ||
gorgeous work as always!!
This commission was done for @silverxstardust💚Thank you again for commissioning me, love!!
Aurélie is the loml forever
A beeeautiful commission by the wonderfully talented @puridewart ✨
This is a scene from chapter six of How to Make a Villain where Sebastian and Aurélie share their first (but certainly not their last 👀) meaningful connection under their tree.
How to Make a Villain: wattpad | ao3
When Ominis gets soft for MC ❤️ I drew this for an upcoming scene in my fic. Give it a look if you're interested!
Thank you for the tag @morelikeravenbore! These are so fun and I love doing them!! 🫶
⭐ Last song: Head Over Heels - Tears For Fears
⭐ Favourite Color: Maroon!
⭐ Last Movie/TV show: Anne With an E. Comfort show fr ❤️
⭐ Spicy/Sweet/Savoury: All three because I've never been picky, but I love me some spice 👌
⭐ Relationship Status: Happily taken by the chaotic Ravenclaw in my life ❤️🫶
⭐ Last Thing I Googled: "1st Order Newton’s Divided Difference Polynomial" because I'm a Computer Science major and finals are coming up 😭
⭐ Current Obsession: HL, as always, but Lethal Company is a close second.
No-pressure tags! @tusklovercstb @vendiangelo @witchyafterdark @chaoticgoodsstuff
Nine people I'd like to get to know better
Tagged by @meghawhopp <33
Last song: Down by the River by Borislav Slavov from the Baldur’s Gate 3 Soundtrack (or more specifically the cover of Down by the River by Nerissa Ravencroft)
Favorite color: Blue and purple!
Last movie/TV show: Seinfeld, I’m currently on season four!
Sweet/spicy/savory?: I have a huge sweet tooth, so sweet things
Relationship status: Single
Last thing I googled: I searched up the show “Arthur” because I was trying to find that one meme where Buster was like “You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and spread lies?”
Current obsession: Fragaria memories and tears of themis mostly^^
Tag Nine People: @kyaruun @xinieeee @deadmansbistro @florapot @hunita812 @scuffle-with-spirals @rexonalapis @maxellera @manicpixiedoomedgirl
A flustered, sleepy, messy-haired Ominis I doodled while working on the latest chapter of my fic ❤️ If enemies to friends to lovers is your thing, come give it a look!
Thank you for the tag @faustinio27!! This was so fun ❤️
Tagging @witchyafterdark @vendiangelo and @tusklovercstb ❤️🌻
thought i’d throw my hat into the ring and give you all a lovely new tag game to chew on!
show me what’s in your bag using this picrew, show a little self portrait using this one (or any that strikes your fancy - we’re not picky ‘round here!) and throw in a little song you like! <3
this is an open tag! but i’m going to ping some lovely folks regardless. hope you all don’t mind! <3
@boomingsmile @myrachondria @underthenightskydreamsneverdie @pixelplanetig @faustinio27 @charmedslytherin @catohphm @shanaraharlyah
This was so fun @witchyafterdark!! Thank you for tagging! ❤️
And my results--well. Looks about right 💀 I'll cheer the final girls and/or killers on from the grave. 🫠
tagging @vendiangelo for fun!
Who would you be in a horror movie?
Create your own look here!
Find out who you are in a horror movie here! Found this and wanted to do it, lol. living up to my username!
no pressure tag: @grandeoatmilklatte @greedyforgarreth @margottheviking @little-emerald-snake @myrachondria @lucy-is-never-logical @celerydays @localravenclaw