#I don't really know what to tag this with so I'm just gonna go with nothing lol

[nyxthedeity]

𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭

Synopsis: When Fred finally convinced her girlfriend to come with her for Summer break, she didn't expect for his family to be so welcoming and to witness something very intimate.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem!reader

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"Y/n please!"

The girl just had to sigh for nth time from her boyfriend's persistent plea for uer to just come with him for the summer. Fred cannot stop his mouth to run all about you in his family and now he wanted her to meet them too.

"Fred, I... I already told you that I'm still not sure." Y/n replied, folding up her clean laundry to pack in her luggage. "Plus, my Mum really expects me to come home."

But Fred is firm about his request, "She'll understand, she likes me fine! I'm sure she'll be delighted for you to come with me."

The girl stopped and really ponder. It wasn't as if she doesn't want to go... It's just eating her alive! Meeting such a big family makes her feel the pressure. There's so many to win over and she's not really social to start. It's gonna go to chaos and the least she wanted is to give a bad impression to the family of the man she absolutely adores.

"I... I don't know, Fred." She simply said after the long pause. She truly felt guilty, but she doesn't know what to do if ever she'd say yes and she's standing in their front door. "I see you fidgeting, princess." He suddenly said, making Y/n suddenly feel her hands picking the skin of her right thumb.

Fred walked closer to his girl and made her face him. Y/n really likes how he looks when he's genuine. "Are you just nervous? Cause I can assure you, sugar, there's nothing to be afraid of." He flashes a sweet smile as his hand caress her arm in assurance.

But the girl knew that. It's just too overwhelming. "I know... I guess I'm just too clueless on what to do. You're my first boyfriend after all, how in the world will I suppose to know how to act in front of the parents of my boyfriend?"

"I fell in love with you the moment you accidentally blow up a potion in Snape's face, I think they'll like you just fine." Fred chuckles and she did too. Maybe he is right, maybe everything will be alright than she thought.

She never knew someone like Fred would change her mind about anything, and here she is... Smiling because she just caved in into his boyfriends eyes.

"Fine... I'll sent a letter to my Mum."

"Yes!" Fred instantly had a big smile on his face and started to help with her clothes. He knows that he'll the be one to carry it anyway as they arrive in their home.

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Now, Y/n had never seen a more warm and cozy home. Is this why Fred is so persistent to tagging her along? Dishes is doing itself, the mushrooms and carrots are being sauteed in pan itself.

Fred was dragging both their luggage as Ginny and Ron just dropped them somewhere to hug their Mum after so long.

When she and Fred stepped into the living room, she was expecting Molly to freeze and raise her eyebrows but instead, she instantly smiled.

"Oh Fred, dear, is this the lady you've been mentioning?" Before Y/n knew it she was kissed in both her cheeks with a very warm lady and immediately embraced her. "You must be Y/n dear, how wonderful to finally meet you." The older womna says, breaking their hug.

Such words made her feel so much like home. Her hugs felt like her Mum too. In just a few seconds, she's very sure that she'd be just fine.

Fred immediately grabbed her hand to sit on the dinner table and watch as Molly serves out the dishes. Fred pulls out a chair for his girlfriend and sat next to her, grabbing her hand to hold it under the table.

As everyone settled down, she already got a big smile adorning her face. Just before everyone started to dig in, Fred leaned into her hear, "If bringing you in my home brings that much smiles out of you, I might just bring you here often."

She can only roll her eyes at that before her plate is mountain tall with how much Molly is insisting for her to eat.

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The sunsets make everything much warmer. The house is settling down from the chaos just this afternoon. The breeze are much gentle and everything seemed golden.

Especially Fred.

He's outside, giving his broom a fly while a music player is with him. George decided to annoy Ron a bit more so Fred is out alone.

Fred hopepd down from his broom for a moment to change the disc. Finding something through the stacks. He gleamed when found something.

Their eyes met, and Y/n immediately smiled at him. Fred did too and motioned for her to come and join him.

She did, opening the front door and letting herself step into the golden grass thanks to the gold rays of sunlight. It also makes his prankster of a boyfriend look angelic.

When she reached him, she can now hear the soft melody of a classic song. "It's my favourite." Fred said, looking at her so lovingly. His eyes are so fun to watch. It changes a lot depending what's on his mind.

Sometimes his eyes are soft. Sometimes it's full of mischief. And she's very glad that she had the chance to gaze at it so close.

Then came the chorus, when the music suddenly felt so natural in their background. Fred reaches out once agian for her hands, taking it on his and swayed along the music.

She had a bit of a giggle with how ridiculous their moves be, suddenly swaying gently to abrupt silly movements.

When Fred heard those giggles, he swear he can hear that for all his life and never shall he ever get tired of it. Her smiles, the way she glows under the sunset. She looked heavenly. He is definitely proud he got a girlfriend before George does.

They were in their own little world when Molly saw them by the window. Swaying around and the laugh from their hearts can be faintly heard. She never once saw Fred so sincere before. And perhaps that love does change everything.

"They're disgusting, aren't they?" George said as she suddenly came up behind his mother, making Molly jump a little. But she light heartedly slap George on his arm

"Oh leave your brother be!" She says, looking back at them who was still dancing around in the field. "He's in love."

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I am not as satisfied at this one compared to the others because I don't like how there's not much of a fluidity. Though if you have any advice in improving that I will take it with a good heart! Give this author some help 😞

This is inspired by my vacation this school break. I saw my brother and his girlfriend dance along in the beach and I could only think about Fred taking a break from all the chaos he causes and be with his beloved, hope you like it!

If you want to request anything or ask me anything, do not ever hesitate, sweetings!

Your dearest author,

NyxTheDeity

[phoenixeclipse-lmkau]

Omg im thinking so many things for the soulmate au with the new info. You said that the monkey duo don't like humans. What if they had some inside comments to each other about how much they don't like them. Only to find out their other soulmate is human. (I kinda wanna see how that played out lmao) Omg, the amount distrust reader would have. The angst and hurt/comfort of this au is so strong. I love it so much!!!

More info!

The monkey duo do mention how they dislike humans. Reader knows they don't like humans based on their dream conversations she overhears as well as the writings on her hands. They talk shit about humans ALL the time.

Reader and Spirit are roommates as well as best friends.

Reader met Spirit after she got out of the gang and Reader's the one who took her to the hospital. She doesn't talk about it much, but eventually Reader will find out who did it.

The monkey duo also may have burned down her old apartment. (In case she had any information in there)

You wanna talk about distrust, oh boy the monkey duo is going to have to answer for that one! More on the side of why they hurt Spirit. Yeah Reader is NOT happy about it.

When the duo finds out their other soulmate is human? Ohh~ that's a fun one!

You see... I've been thinking.

When Reader was a child, she used to talk to the duo in their dreams. There is no age limit to when you can meet your soulmate.

Then, one day, (in their eyes) she suddenly just stops. She blocks them out and hides away from them.

Due to this, the two fell into bickering and fighting and blaming each other (they were 6 years old at this point). So as they grew older the Monkey duo was really bitter with each other until they met.

In middle school

It took the duo years before they fell in love, the two were pissed off at each other.

Basically, what I'm saying is... I just turned this into an Enemies to Lovers AU.

By the time the duo meet Reader, they are in love and even married! But... they are once again at square one, their other mate hates them and they SHOULD hate her too. She's a human... so why can't they bring themselves to hate her. Why do they want to snuggle with her and keep her safe. Even when she's glaring daggers at them for what they did to her sister.

How were they supposed to know you were Spirit’s sister!? They would NEVER have done what they did if they knew about her being your sister... but it's too late and the damage is done.

Hehe~ were gonna see how this one goes!

Got any more ideas? Send them my way, this one was FUN!

@miifu666 - I'm tagging you because you totally want to see what happens to Spirit in this, my friend!

[mlobsters]

taking the question in good faith, I will answer in good faith. saw people are being assholes in the reblogs about misha's appearance, which is bullshit, regardless of my feelings on him as a person.

appreciate the points above and will add some thoughts of my own. I went into the show knowing destiel was a huge and popular ship, but not knowing much else. I watched the show in a relative bubble over a year plus. I was already deeply invested in sam and dean's canonical relationship and the wincest ship side of things by the time castiel showed up. I had a friend that was waiting to hear my thoughts on him and it took me a long time to even have an opinion. and by the time I did, it tended toward negative. I liked when he was snarky and powerful but his characterization flip flopped all over the place episode to episode the longer he was on the show. as I was writing up my little recaps I would often boggle over how the show would talk about how dean and cas were best friends and so close, but I (and might be bold to say we the audience) never saw it. he just wasn't around much! supernatural, when it wants to make a point or a parallel, is not subtle about it. it will beat you over the head with their point. I guess the only thing they were hammering home to me was, we aren't gonna take the screen time to show it but these guys are tight, trust us! it was weird to me.

I wrote about my reaction to 15x18 here which was basically where flying fuck did that come from

the longer his character stuck around, the more it reminded me of derek on teen wolf. a fan favorite character that it felt like they didn't intend to have on the show for very long and didn't know what to do with. but the teen wolf run was much shorter and hoechlin left. and I also found some similarities in how popular the ship sterek was, they were similarly working with crumbs of canon. but I didn't see that fandom get weird about it the way certain factions of destiel fans did. maybe they did and just weren't as loud? or since I wasn't around when it was at its peak I didn't see it? but I never got the impression there was this full court press by some to convince people that the ship had roots in canon people were just missing.

I was really soured on supernatural fandom in general by how loudly anti-wincest a lot of people are, I used to go scrolling through the main tags and regularly bump into wincest dni on, you know, gifsets from the show. which is strange and also like okay, yeah. message received, I don't want to be feeling shitty and unwelcome just trying to look around. I understand it's a squick for some people, but I've never been around a fandom that was so loudly hostile to a ship unprovoked.

and equal opportunity souring, within non-destiel fans there's people that hate one of the brothers, making arguments how canonically abusive one of them is, etc. I think that's what a lot of it comes down to for me, headcanon being stated as canon fact. there's always wiggle room in interpretation but so many things are so far outside the show I watched, I just get all riled up which helps no one so I stay away from most show/character discussions at this point.

and if I wasn't already soured on destiel enough, some of things misha has said downright left me appalled. the "balls deep" homophobic cw bullshit comment, joking about jensen's "bdsm paraphernalia." I personally think if most anyone else on the cast talked like this at cons, they wouldn't be invited back. but I guess it's okay with everyone involved or whatever is going on there, so I just try to avoid misha related content in general.

it's a bummer that I'm missing out on destiel fic because there's so much of it, but I wouldn't be able to enjoy it.

I was rereading my sterek bookmarks recently (my personal favorite ship on teen wolf is scott/stiles but there's very little of it comparatively) and now that I'm out of the thick of my tw fixation period, I notice how out of character they often need to push to make the story work. and that's totally fine and cool, but the way my brain works, I'm much more interested and invested in the ship that I see reflected on screen. even while actively wanting and looking for the sterek potential in the show, there just wasn't much of it. that was the one thing that did surprise me, how little fans were working with. I love the creativity and the way they've made so much with so little.

so I'm sure I could have enjoyed destiel fic at one point in the same way I did sterek if I was never exposed to spn fandom outside of AO3.

these days I make stuff for fandoms and read fic, but otherwise don't really engage with other people's stuff. I follow a few spn people that I know I vibe with, but that's about it. I'm too literal minded in some ways and inflexible about certain things, it's just best I stay away from most stuff.

and I usually avoid engaging in this type of post too but guess I had some things that have been bubbling around my head for a while that I wanted to get out

Non Destiel Shippers, what stops you from shipping them?

What are the reasons you don't ship them? Im just curious, not looking for a fight.

[caeslxys]

Something I think is extremely interesting thematically when it comes to connecting what Downfall and the ideas it tackled to the overarching narrative of campaign three is that the things Downfall made a point to showcase of Aeor—Cassida, Hallis, the visual of an aeormaton proposing to her partner, the specific and intentional decision to shed light on a far from insignificant amount of the population being civilians or refugees—is that it plays in perfect parallel across from what is happening (and, really, has been happening) to the ruidusborn on Exandria in present.

Bear with me for a moment. Aeor is ultimately a city that was collectively punished for the decisions of its leadership. We could (and, judging by the amount of discourse around this particular topic already, probably will) argue about what the Gods’ motivation for all of this was—whether it be that they could not, in the end, bear to kill their siblings or that they were terrified at the prospect of mortality—for me it is a very healthy dose of both—but for this I am much more interested in the latter. They were scared. That, really, is the driving force behind both this arc and their role in c3 as a whole.

Why I point this out is: It is far more interesting to me, especially as we go back to Bells Hells this week, to dissect the Gods and their decisions not purely on sympathetic motivation alone but as beings in the highest seat of power in the highest social class in Exandria.

So, having established that the Gods (in relation to mortals) are more a higher social class than anything we could compare to our real life understanding of divinity and that Aeor was eviscerated largely because of their fear—what is the difference between those innocents in Aeor caught in the trappings of their autocratic government leadership and a divine war on the ground, and those of the ruidusborn being manipulated both by Ludinus and by the very thing that inspired such visceral fear in the Gods to start with. I would argue very little.

I think of Cassida, doing what she genuinely thought was right and good and would save people, her son, and the object of her worship—and how that did not matter enough to any of them to spare her because of the fear they held at the very concept of mortality. I think of Liliana and Imogen, one of which we know begged for the gods to help her or send her a sign for years on years, and how every single one of their largest struggles could have been avoided had the gods loved them, their supposed children, as much as they feared what they could be. I think of how the thing that did save Imogen, in the end, was a woman who herself existed in direct defiance of the gods will. I think of that young boy, sixteen years old, that Laudna exalted on Ruidus.

I think it’s completely fair to judge Aeor’s overall society as deeply corrupt—it was!—but its leadership and police force are not a reflection of every one of its citizens. Similarly, it is fair to judge the Ruby Vanguard as corrupt—it is!—but its multiple heads of leadership and even the god-eater further are not a reflection of every one of its members.

Notably, and what I think the Hells will latch onto, this did not matter to the Gods. It did not matter that Cassida was trying to help. She was still too much of a risk. Will it matter, what Imogen does? Will it matter, if that young boy is in the blast radius when they decide to take no further chances?

I’ve seen a lot of people say that the Hells will side with the gods and I don’t think I agree. Especially as Imogen has been scolded and villainized over and over for daring to try and save her mother—who herself has been seen by some as an irredeemable evil in spite of her drive being the exact same—her family—but when it’s the Gods it’s justified? When it’s the Gods, it’s sympathetic? Too sympathetic to criticize further than “they’re family”?

I obviously do not think the Gods should die or be eaten or what have you, and I certainly don’t agree with Ludinus (though I find him much more compelling than just a variation of hubris wizard), but when talking about the Gods in Aeor and in present it isn’t really at all about their motivation or their family. It can’t be. Too many people, including our active protagonists, lives have been effected for it to be as cut and dry as “they’re family”. These are your children. They are your family, too.

[whatudottu]

How could you. HOW COULD YOU! You know EXACTLY how much time he spent Crafting himself to become the person he can at least begin to tolerate, begin to identify as himself, to proudly label as ISABEAU! You broke it, your his face, that stupid face that makes you so so SO CRABBING FURIOUS! SO VIOLENT! SO! UNRELENTINGLY! JEALOUS! And now you've Changed him, with your rage, with your anger; like the Universe Changed you. For the worse. Your bleeding Pincushion. You dig your fist into his nose. Blood on your hands.

*grinding my teeth* God god god I have become obsessed with Quin (to quote it, "I'm a mannequin without the man[ne]") and how on a scale of love to hate in the loopified party, Quin and Isabeau are worse together than Siffrin and Loop :P

Here's a post-quin fight where Isa is guaranteed to lose and guaranteed to get his nose broken, good thing if there's ever any sprite edits I wouldn't have to have two different Act 6 portrait sets :)

[coderzxd]

Don't know how to answer people when they ask you a question? Get quiet or stressed because you kind of don't want to answer but you also can't explain why, lest you start to answer? Getting called secretive because you Just Don't Respond??

Might I introduce you... To The Cards!!!!

[some-pers0n]

Every once in a while I think about the ship I've been obsessed over for close to two years now and feel like I'm ascending to another plane of reality. Like sometimes you just encounter a ship that hits every single mark and is perfect in every regard and you're left stunned how something like that can even exist

[b0nelessdoodles]

You alive man?

Just wanted to check as it's been bout a month or so since your last post

no i'm dead but don't worry about it. tis the season and all that shit ya know?

(all that shit includes, but is not limited to, seasonal depression, art block, retail and food service worker hell, the election, 5 stress induced nightmares in the space of a week, managing a new relationship [first time], living in a capitalist nightmare, etc.)

[more rambles in the tags, as i am often to do]

[giantkillerjack]

Uh-oh! You are like, SOOO awkward!!

You're so awkward that it is occasionally mildly uncomfortable for people!

You're so awkward that sometimes people are confused by you and then there are awkward silences!

You're so awkward ...... that ultimately no one is harmed!!

Oh damn!!! What a vile crime you have committed! What an unforgivable thing it is to make a fellow human briefly confused!

Why, if *I* were ever briefly confused and kind of uncomfortable as a result, I'd be devastated.... by the absolute net zero change in my happiness and health! - From which I might never recover!! Yes indeed! No punishment can ever be enough for you!!

So you better absolutely hate yourself for it.

Better be SO MEAN to yourself about every single missed social cue so you don't forget your horrible crime! Meaner than you'd ever dream of being to someone else for the same thing! This is YOUR responsibility!

You need to show the world that you KNOW you are bad by punishing yourself constantly! After all, think of all the people who BENEFIT from you punishing yourself! - No, really! Think about it! Think about who benefits from your pain.

Think of alllllll the definitely-good people that your definitely-necessary self-torment definitely helps! I mean, you can't just cut off their definitely-life-sustaining supply of your suffering, right?? Sure, everyone else has a breaking point, but you're probably the only person in human history who doesn't, right? Best not to question it probably. Sure, it's a symptom that billions of people with trauma have had, but who knows? You could be a one-in-seven-billion exception. Anything's possible!

Instead, better just accept that idea that bullies carry like guns in holsters - the idea that people who have trouble with social cues deserve to suffer. Better carry on the burden they placed on you until you drop. Aid the cause of the callous by enforcing shame and suffering upon yourself extra hard; try your best to do their work for them. They're very busy.

Better not recognize that you need patience and kindness to heal from your trauma. Better not find out that it was trauma rather than personal weakness filling your head with self-hating thoughts. Better not find out it wasn't your fault.

Better not find out that awkwardness is not inherently harmful or unkind, and, in fact, the people who act like it is *are the ones enacting harm and being cruel.*

Better not get righteously angry when you realize just how much unnecessary damage this has done to you. After all, if you get mad, you might realize you deserve better. You might even feel brave enough to DEMAND better! You might build boundaries that keep you safe! You might make other people think they deserve to feel safe too! And we obviously can't be having that, so...

Better not show yourself even a little kindness a little bit at a time.

Better not make a habit out of it after all that practice.

Better not get confident.

Especially if you can't first wipe out every trace of awkward. (And you probably never will. Because people who experience absolute social certainty at all times tend to be insufferable assholes that enforce the status quo. And you just don't have the stock portfolio for that.)

Better not be confident and awkward because then you might confuse and delight people

- you might accidentally end up making other people feel less shame for their social difficulties

- you might make isolated, traumatized, and shy people feel like they deserve to be included in social situations

- you might even make them feel they can be themselves around you

- you might start loving the effect you have on a room

- you might enjoy conversations more

- you might forgive yourself and bounce back from shame more easily and frequently

- you might come to enjoy some of those moments of harmless confusion you cause because NOBODY expects the Confident Awkward, and that can genuinely be an advantage in social situations

- you might stop apologizing so much.

- you might find that socializing is like a video game: it requires practice but also a safe space for it to be fun and positive.

Or if you can't become assertive and confident, better not remain awkward and shy and quiet, and then love and forgive yourself anyway!

Why, it would be carnage!!

In either scenario, you run the risk of finding out that it's not your fault that safe spaces full of kind people can be really hard to find, create, and nurture. You could end up building a skillset that helps you do those things if you're not careful!

If you start giving yourself even the tiniest amount of grace at a time, you will find that you've accessed a gateway drug with extreme long-term side effects:

- You might realize that it was never your fault that it took so long to like yourself.

- You might realize that you were always worth talking to, even when you didn't like yourself and communication felt impossibly difficult.

- You might realize that you'll still be worth talking to even if communication becomes harder as you age and/or experience disability.

- You might come to know that you deserve to be heard even on bad days when words come slow and blurry.

You might discover that you were always deserving of kindness, first and foremost from yourself.

So. As you can see, it's FAR too much of a risk to start granting your awkward self free pardons for your many heinous and harmless crimes. Better to just leave it there.

[queerdiazs]

snippet sunday

hi friends, i'm gonna share something i've shared before because i LIKE it a lot + buck being a demanding bossy bottom is sooo good (but pls dw eddie gets his turn at being a sloppy silly bottom too and he's SO hot for it)

anyway this is nsfw

“Buck, baby. I want to ask you something.”  Buck nods wildly, knocking his nose against Eddie’s in his fervor. “Fuck and talk at the same time.” He reaches down and grabs hold of Eddie’s ass with both hands, squeezing and pinching as he lifts his hips up to fuck himself on Eddie’s cock. “C’mon, Eds. Be a—a good boy for me. Fuck me—fuck me please.”  Bubbles of static electricity swarm Eddie, springing from each point of contact between them and ricocheting to every untouched inch of his body. He drops down heavily, blanketing Buck’s body with his own, and fucks hard and sloppy and eager. Buck muffles a hiccuped moan against the scruff of Eddie’s cheek, breathy and pitched high. Eddie grins, mollified.   “Like that, baby?”  “Yeah,” Buck grunts, panting against Eddie’s cheek. He wraps his legs around Eddie’s waist, kicking him closer and deeper with his heels, and meets Eddie’s thrusts with little ones of his own. “Yeah, fuck, like that. Just like that.”  Eddie finds Buck’s lips, eating the mewls that fall from Buck’s mouth. It’s little sobs of too-good, too-sharp pleasure; a staccato of breaths that get stuck in his chest on each withdraw and shoved out on every thrust forward. Eddie’s so deep inside Buck—he can feel himself, right up in Buck’s guts, beneath the muscle and fat of Buck’s tummy where his prick’s at, twitching from friction and sensation.  “Buck,” he says, smearing Buck’s name all along Buck’s cheek and throat and chin. They’re so wet, so sweaty, that Buck can’t get a good grip on his back to scratch his nails in without slipping. “Buck, baby. Marry me. Please marry me.”  Beneath him, Buck’s body jolts. “Goddamn, Eddie,” Buck swears, but it kind of feels like a benediction, a prayer sweeter than any he’s every heard. Buck cradles his cheeks in both hands and sucks on his tongue, loud and free in his pleasure. He laughs like sunshine. “No.” 

i was tagged by @hippolotamus, @try-set-me-on-fire, @callaplums, @thewolvesof1998, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @exhuastedpigeon, @honestlydarkprincess, @jesuisici33, @wikiangela, and @daffi-990 mwaH MWAH

and i'm tagging @watchyourbuck, @eddiediaztho, @fortheloveofbuddie, @callmenewbie, and whoever else wants to share consider yourself tagged 🫶🏼

[eggsistential-basket]

thinking about the person i could have been if i tried a little harder to find my own way

[luna-loveboop]

I made a side blog! @luna-love-reboops is the current url. It's for reblogging stuff. Mainly Loz and Lu content :)

[harrowscore]

why are you, as an adult in 2024, still hung up on reylo. why are you still mocking the shippers. why do you believe yourself to be superior only because you dislike a stupid ship from a fucking space fairytale. girl (gnc) get a grip

[itslilacmoon]

will you guys still love me if i make the occasional lunter shitpost

[sherlock-is-ace]

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[itsmistyeyedbi]

And the kiss! (in addition to this)

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I'm not tagging this because the tags are just me rambling about my thoughts on what a says here. I guess it could be t/w/c critical? But barely I think lol.