#Molly Mole

[peppaplg]

molly !

[daikenkki]

Title Too Long #06 by KitKatDroi

[lilac-gold]

I love how Perfectheart is canonically only the way she is because Sweetheart interfered with the experiment that created her. She's only considered 'perfect' after SWH touches the glass she's contained in and alters her form; Perfectheart is essentially a physical manifestation of Sweetheart's long for perfection. She is what SWH longs to be and pretends to be, but SWH also hates her since Perfectheart is so genuinely good. SWH wanted to marry herself, not what is in her eyes a mimicry of her perfection. To her, she already is perfect, having convinced herself as much, so suggesting that Perfectheart is better than her would cut into her deepest insecurities and affect her greatly.

Sweetheart is her own enemy. She could've been happy with Rococo, but then she locked him in the walls because she thought she deserved better. She could've been happy with the sprout moles, but then she set out on a quest for love because she thought she needed a lover. She could've been happy with Spaceboy, but then she ripped out his heart because he disagreed with her and she refused to believe she could be wrong. She could've been happy with Mutantheart, but she dismissed her immediately as below her and unworthy of her love. She could've been happy with Roboheart, but she rushed Molly's code and they were convinced RBH was programmed to kill instead of love.

But she never would have been happy with Perfectheart because Perfectheart is both what she loves and loathes. What she wants more than anything else but knows she'll never reach. SWH is too self-centred, too unempathetic, too rude, too emotionally unstable, too unwilling to learn from her mistakes. SWH has (if any) very little morals.

Perfectheart is perfect because Sweetheart wants to be, and that's the reason why the latter rejects her

[echo-s-land]

Following, "I only realized I have dimples a few years ago" and "I finally noticed I have moles although small on my face":

Something I thought was a pimple is actually a mole

Idk when it appeared bc I really didn't mind much but it has at least been several months

[steveharrington]

on a thread in the rdr2 subreddit about characters ppl hate the most and finding out people hate miss grimshaw….. stop….

[evumeimei]

one day I'll write a mdzs fic where the different sects are actually different folk dance sides (I probably won't)

[gotticalavera]

FiddleStan Triplets

Some facts about the triplets Stan (because he's transmasc 🗣️👏) had with Fiddleford. [ @dmoondream help me make this AU]

Neither of them knew they were pregnant, even though they didn't use proper protection (Stan truly believed he couldn't have children, and Fiddleford trusts Stan's word).

Stan never noticed the symptoms of pregnancy, he genuinely thought they were "old pains" from his years living on the streets. Fiddle took care of him when he had bad days, even calling a doctor. The doctor agrees with Stan's hypothesis that it is "old pains", Stan is upset about paying for that consultation and Fiddleford no longer calls the doctor.

Stan didn't gain weight until he was 5 months pregnant.

Stan's cravings were met by himself, Fiddle didn't realize that Stan would get up at night and buy food until the next morning when there were food wrappers in the trash.

Stan went into labor in Summerween, after he and Fiddleford went to see "The Gremlins" (yes, the triplets are from '84).

They didn't know yet that Stan was going to have a baby. They only found out the news because they went to the hospital (Fiddleford couldn't stand Stan's pained expression any longer).

The doctor (another doctor) tells them that Stan is in labor, but before they go to the delivery room, the entire medical staff changes drastically, much to the confusion of the expectant parents.

It being Summerween and with a certain type of moon that is only seen every so often, a phenomenon occurs that affects the medical staff of Gravity Falls, turning them into Broadway actors.

It was one of the most confusing and stressful nights Stanley has ever experienced. Not only because he found out that he was pregnant all this time, but that he was more than a baby and the nurse's performance didn't help calm him down.

Fiddleford was at his side the whole time, and he would have joined in with the medical staff if it weren't for Stan crushing his hand.

Stan gave birth to triplets. Two girls and a boy.

When Stan held the triplets, he felt love for them (and a lot of fear), but he swore to himself that he would protect them with his life.

Due to confusion over the side effects of the moon, Fiddleford registered the triplets under Stan's real name (Stanley). He also gave them names; Dolly, Rolly and Molly. The triplets have the last name Pines

Stan's only request with the names (because he was so exhausted and just wanted to sleep), was that one of the girls be named after his mother. So Dolly's middle name is Caryn.

The girls look like Fiddleford and the boy looks like Stan. But they have the colors reversed, the girls have brown hair and brown eyes, the boy is blond-brown with blue eyes. But all three children were born with Stan's nose.

Rolly was born with an anomaly, he has "melted pupils", which makes him look like he has cat-like pupils. That condition can affect his eyesight, so he wears glasses.

Fiddleford and Stan managed to leave the hospital without any problems and with the triplets' registration listing only Stan as the father.

The first few weeks with the triplets were a disaster because Stan and Fiddleford didn't have any baby stuff.

Fiddleford was able to make cribs, strollers, prams, among other things, to save some expenses on baby things.

The triplets can only sleep if Molly is upside down. It was a habit she didn't manage to break until she was in college.

Even with the bracelets given to them by the hospital, the girls were identified by a mole that Dolly has on her left wrist.

Fiddleford looks after the triplets during the day and Stan at night.

Stan felt anxious when he was separated from the triplets to work, even though Fiddleford looked after them, so he gave him a radio so they could be in constant communication.

Fiddleford feels nostalgic when he sees Stan sleeping with the triplets, which makes him think about many things. With that thought in mind, he tries to reconnect with his son Tate by calling him more often.

Fiddleford plays lullabies on his banjo.

The side of the house inside the shack was filled with pillows as the triplets learned to... climb?

The triplets call Fiddleford dada and Stan is called pappa.

For their first birthday, the triplets were dressed as ghosts. It became a tradition to bake a cake at Summerween.

They were very calm babies, but everything changed when they turned two years old.

It doesn't matter which triplets cry, if the one who cries is Dolly, her other siblings will cry too.

Fiddleford pet-named them Lil' Angels.

Stanley pet-named them Gremlins.

Fiddleford told Tate that the triplets are his half-siblings. Tate doesn't care, he was more worried (and scared) thinking about the fact that men can get pregnant (EmmaMay called him later to explain)

Of the triplets, Tate gets along best with Rolly. But all three follow Tate around like chicks.

There are traps outside the Mystery Shack that are triggered by non-human movement. Fiddleford set them because he feared something would happen to Tate and the triplets when they played outside.

Dolly goes to ballet classes, and Stan helps her get ready. Although Stan doesn't like ballet because of his childhood, he enjoys that Dolly does something she likes.

Molly doesn't go to ballet, she likes to explore the forest and is obsessed with the fungni world. She carries a notebook to draw mushrooms and make small notes. She always comes home with dirty clothes, but she is also the first to bathe, she loves bath time.

Molly is learning to play the banjo with Tate and Fiddleford.

Rolly is more into sports and having fun outdoors, sometimes joining Molly's mushroom hunting expeditions.

Molly and Dolly are good at school, among the best in their class, Rolly has average grades, but he doesn't stress about it, he is talented in math but finds it boring (he would find math interesting if it were a little more difficult, but it's very easy for him).

Dolly writes in cursive because it "looks fancy." She also likes to wear Stan's jewelry.

The triplets are fans of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Dolly is a Donnie fan, Rolly is a Mickey fan, and Molly is a Raph fan (Stan watches the cartoon with them and likes it, and Fiddleford mistakes all the turtles for Leo).

Dolly begins to have an interest in mechanics (mainly because she is a Donnie fan), so she begins to help Fiddleford with his robots.

Even though the girls are good students, they get too many reports from the principal because they get into fights. The secretary learned the phone number of the Mystery Shack.

Dolly is very strong, but Molly is heavy-handed and knows how to use some techniques (Stan is teaching her boxing).

Rolly also gets into fights, but he does it outside of school so he doesn't get reported.

Dolly is quite protective of her siblings, not only did she learn to fight to defend them, she also learned first aid to heal them.

Rolly doesn't like the "family business", especially the part about using oddities or anomalies as a spectacle to sell.

The triplets have a business within the school selling exam answers and fake signatures.

The triplets consider Soos as another member of the family.

Soos is Tate and Rolly's fishing and play buddy, he's Dolly and Fiddleford's helper on mechanical projects, and for Stan and Molly they see him as the younger son/brother (although they won't admit it out loud).

The triplets celebrate Soos' birthdays before they had to leave Gravity Falls.

The triplets would move to California for college. Fiddleford felt anxious and worried for them, while Stan, although somewhat sad, feels proud of how much they have grown.

Dolly became a space engineer, Molly is a pharmaceutical biologist and Rolly owns a beach shop.

Dipper and Mabel know they have uncle/aunts who are triplets, but they have rarely met them.

Although the attic was the triplets' room, they took most of their stuff with them to California. But there are some woodcuts and posters of 90s pop stars.

Mabel, seeing the photos Stan has of his children, suspects that the triplets' real mother is a cousin of his partner McGucket.

Dipper suspected that Uncle Rolly had a curse because he always had sharp pupils in photos. Stan had to explain his condition to him.

Soos sometimes tells Dipper and Mabel some stories he has about the triplets.

Dolly is the one who finds out that the FBI is going to arrest Stan and takes her siblings to stop them. They arrive when the agents have left and mistake Ford for their father out of concern.

Ford is surprised that he has nephews, especially triplets. The triplets are more surprised that their father has a twin brother.

AU variant: where the triplets find the journals + Ford meets his nephews when they're 10

Dolly finds the second diary because she was detained at school.

Molly and Rolly find the third journal while exploring for mushrooms.

They keep the diaries secret, until a spell on the second diary causes Dolly to only be able to speak backwards.

Stan confiscates the journals, claiming they're dangerous. Fiddleford is unaware that Stan has obtained the other journals.

While working on the portal, Stan was very hesitant about wanting to run it since he now has children.

When Ford comes through the portal, he can barely stand because he's so injured. Stan carries him upstairs because he remembers he brought the medkit up to the living room.

Rolly is the first to meet Ford. And that's when Ford finds out that Stan has children.

The girls return from the village with Fiddleford. Fiddleford faints as Rolly shouts that they have an uncle.

The triplets are excited to have Ford as an uncle, while Ford has yet to process that he is an uncle and that the triplets' father is Fiddleford.

Ford thinks the girls are a lot like mom (Caryn). He likes his nephew/nieces, but has conflicts with their father (the last time he saw him he was a cult leader and he shot him... now that he's back he's married to his twin and is the father of her children!)

Ford, after the kids have gone to sleep, scolds Stan for using the shack and his research as a tourist trap.

Ford still has some memories of what the shack looked like before he fell into the portal. It's strangely warm how much the shack has changed, because a family with children lives there. There are toys in the living room, there are drawings and school notes (regardless of whether the rating is good or bad) stuck on the fridge and there are little footprints of dirt on the floor.

The triplets bring him up to date on what happened in the 12 years Ford was gone.

Ford and Stan do want to reconcile, but it is a very slow process. But it is also a very slow process because Ford is constantly fighting with Fiddleford.

Ford doesn't want to get too involved with the triplets because they are still in danger since he hasn't repaired the rift yet... But he ends up relating to them a lot.

Dolly shows her inventions to Ford and is the one he plays D&D with (her character is a kappa).

Ford joins Molly's expeditions in her search for mushrooms.

Ford has mixed feelings when he sees Rolly, he looks so much like Stanley as a child. But he is also very surprised that Rolly is so good at math and that he doesn't care math... Also because of the condition of his melted pupil, despite the fact that both have birth defects, Rolly is not affected as much as Ford.

On one occasion, Ford had to go to school because someone called home, and he thought it was something, only to find out that his nephew/nieces, despite having good grades, are problem students.

The triplets made birthday pancakes for Stan and Ford, after 22 years, it was the first time they celebrated their birthday together.

(I could talk about the loads of angst in Stan and Fiddle when they had the triplets, but I decided to leave it at that, I'll get into more of that later)

[notadxmbbunny]

hiro was invested in a video game he had been handed to by fred, and he didn't even know what time it was. he had just finished a level he had been trying to beat for hours, clambering out of his room and noticing the sun was up, rubbing at his eyes tiredly. fuck— was it daytime?? groaning, hiro moved towards the kitchen, about to go to the fridge to grab some orange juice before he heard a knock on the door. not just any knock... molly's knock. groaning again, he waved his hand at the door, proceeding to grab his own, labeled carton of orange juice from the fridge before dragging his feet over to the front door.

reluctantly swinging it open, he almost hissed as the light of the afternoon hit him in the eyes, wincing a bit as he blinked ferociously. ❛ hey mole, ❜ hiro responded, his voice hoarse, slowly opening the carton before bringing it to his lips, taking a massive swig. ❛ well uh, i do live here... fred wouldn't let me live in my car, remember ?? ❜ he said with a thick coat of sarcasm, turning on his heel to walk back inside, figuring she would follow. she had been here enough times he's surprised fred hadn't offered her a room too. ❛ i'm assuming you need something, you've got that uh — ❜ his hand grabbed the air, searching for a word, ❛ .... look in your eye.❜

LOCATION: fred/victoria/hiro's FOR: @hirosix

Molly needed help. It wasn't urgent. It was just a school thing that she'd waited until last minute for, and she wasn't about to try to tackle it herself. She needed another mind. A big, beautiful mind. Her best friend's mind, to be exact. And she couldn't risk texting him, and him making up some sort of excuse to get out of having to code something for her before he even heard her pitch. Waiting patiently at the door after her signature tap-taptaptap-taptap knock, she knewthere was a one in three chance it would actually be answered by Hiro. But the gamble paid off, and she was wearing quite the mischievous grin when he came face to face with her. "If it isn't my best good pal, Mr. Hamada." Perfect. Too late to turn her down now. "I was hoping you were here."

[jollmaster]

(re)design trivia: Azura

° second Adam and Eve's daughter; sister/wife of Seth

° the ancestor of a large part of mortal humans

° took the best from parents

° as tall as Adam

° Eve's eyes

° the same manner of wearing jewelry and earrings

° asymmetrical, slightly disheveled style

° quite cheerful, like her brother/husband

° moles on chest and shoulders that echo the pattern of the constellation of Hima [Pleiades]

° name Azura is taken from the Book of Jubilees

main gang: Vaggie, Charlie, Angel Dust, Niffty, sir Pentious, Cherri Bomb, Husk, Alastor

Heaven: Adam, Eve, Lute, Emily, Sera

Adam and Eve's children: Cain, Abel, Seth, Awan

Hell: Lilith, Lucifer, Seviathan, Helsa, Razzle and Dazzle, Keekee

Vees: Vox, Valentino, Velvette

overlords: Zestial, Rosie, Carmilla Carmine, Odette and Clara, Flaming Skull Guy

friends and relatives: Mimzy, Arackniss, Molly, Alastor's mom, Alastor's father

[evangelina830]

Meet the Bandit!

(RP Blog for them!)

Name: Evan

Age: 23

Weight: 112 lbs

Height: 5’0”

Role: support

Ethnicity: Mexican/American

Origin: California, USA

Primary: Machine pistol

Secondary: RPG

Melee: Bowie Knife

Speed: 95%

HP: 150

Personality:

Despite sneaking around, being apart of their stealing technique, they have a usual very silly personality similar to Scout, except without such a big ego and a try-hard habit for women. They joke around a lot, and sometimes get loud depending on their mood.

Abilities:

Stealing

Trading

Sneaking

Likes:

Piano

Art

Comics

Animals

Making deals/Money

Dislikes:

Tomatoes

Big bodies of water

Backstory: as a baby, they were picked up off the side of the road, but they looked a little strange. Growing up in California, they were raised by a family of one mother, six sisters and one brother, being the third oldest of the group. They wear a human disguise because they are a secret alien shapeshifter exploring earth! (They are actually born from Venus…)

Appearance:

Evan’s brown eye color matches their hair, although Eva’s eyes are a lighter brown.

Both of their hair is the same brown, but a blue and red/pink ombré.

BLU bandit, aka Evan, has somewhat crooked teeth (and find the excuse to wear their scarf more often to hide it. Mostly, to hide their smile). But Eva’s teeth are straighter, being the cloning process. Evan also has rather sharp canines.

Both bandits have beauty marks (moles) in the same spots.

Eva’s skin is slightly darker than Evan’s due to being in the sun more

Red bandit’s hair is a bit straighter, and shorter In the back. Blu bandit’s hair is more wavy

Facts:

both Bandit’s use they/them pronouns.

The BLU Bandit is actually the original, the RED being the true clone. Both bandits often, casually, switch teams because they get along with them better. They only kill their friends on the battlefield. (My headcanon is that the blue team is all clones of the red team, being born into the mindset of war, which is why some mercenaries may be more serious than the RED team.)

A strange fact about Eva, is that during Evan’s cloning, they were recognized as a human, therefor, they are not an alien like the BLU Bandit.

Eva is rather monotone and speaks a lot less than Evan. Although, they are kinder if you get to know them, despite looking angry as a resting face.

Evan has a tortoiseshell cat named Molly, back at home

They shake violently when having caffeine, and since they have anxiety they either get a burst of energy, or get anxious (choosing to ease their nerves by running or dancing), so they ‘aren’t allowed’ to have it, but would do anything to get their hands on coffee cause they love the taste.

Oddly enough, BLU Bandit melts (literally) when they feel a strong emotion (like nervousness, excitement, or extreme pain - so they often melt when they die during battle), but it’s somehow a normal thing to the others. (Melts into a puddle, but always returns in one piece)

Relationships:

Scout: He’s just too much similar to Bandit. They often bicker (usually in a playful way). Though sometimes, they like to talk about comics together.. they have a relationship similar of siblings.

[Bandit calls Scout; Chucklehead (to mock him), Jerms, Jay. Scout calls Bandit; Bandy, four eyes, amigo (to mock them), Copy-cat, Ban-Ban]

Their duo name would be called Comic Twins

Pyro: Bandit and Pyro love to craft together! Even if it’s with the blood and guts of their enemies. Evan is also a good translator to his mumbling.

[Bandit calls Pyro; mumbles, py, señor loco]

Their duo name would be called Gender who? (Lol)

Soldier: These two often play fight like animals, but Bandit teases him more than actually doing something. They bond over their love for raccoons and rockets! Bandit sees him like an uncle or a ‘stupid older brother’.

[Bandit calls Soldier; Solly, Sol, Jay-Dee, soldado, sky man. Solly calls Bandit; Rookie, Rocket pal, cadet, sneaky little thief]

Their duo name would be called Raccoon Rockets

Demoman: they are Very close with him - If Demoman isn’t with Solly, he’s with Bandit or both of them! And Bandit seems to have a little crush.. they exchange platonic kisses sometimes and play piano together, but perhaps it’s a bit more than friendly.

[Bandit calls Demoman; Demo, Guapo, Tav, Dee, Tavish-ing (like ravishing). Demo calls Bandit; Bandy, lad, Bonnie, Bee (to mimic the way they give nicknames), Ev]

Their duo name would be called Piano 4 Hands!

Heavy: Bandit and Heavy have a family like relationship. Like they do to others, bandit likes to mess with him, but he doesn’t react as much as the rest do. So taking that into consideration, Bandit is calmer around him and nicer.

[Bandit calls Heavy; Señor viejo, H, pesado, Hev. Heavy calls Bandit; маленький вор, подлый енот, small Bandit]

Their duo name would be called Sticks and stones

Engineer: The last thing this Engineer needs is for a sneaky thief to steal parts of his machines! He gets frustrated with them sometimes, but they’ve got a silly thing going on. Bandit sees Engi like an uncle, and he sees them like an annoying little nephew.

[Bandit calls Engi; ingeniero, Engi, Dell pepper, robot man. Engi calls Bandit; Bandy, little thief, Ban, sneaky trash panda]

Their duo name would be called Astronomical Smarts

Sniper: While sniper studies aliens, it doesn’t help that he works with one, though he doesn’t know for sure (even though he’s correct). Bandit knows of this, since Sniper sometimes tries to call them out, but they ignore it, protecting their secret, by playing it off as a joke. Besides that all, they’re quite good friends.

[Bandit calls Sniper; Monday, francotirador, Snipes, Em, Vanny, hombre sucio. Sniper calls Bandit; Bandy, crook, Space-man, sneaky critter]

Their duo name would be called Alien Exploration

Medic: The Medic may be the only one Bandit is afraid of, just a little. Half of their interactions are passive-aggressive. Though, on some occasions they get along relatively well, and like to talk about silly things.

[Bandit calls Medic; Doctor, El, Doctor L, lewd-wig (to immaturely mock his wild behavior, and name). Medic calls Bandit; hinterhältiger Dieb, kleine Ratte]

Their duo name would be called Anxiety diagnosis

Spy: Their favorite thing to do is talk about romance and banter about how more sneaky one is. And sometimes, they secretly gossip to one another…

[Bandit calls Spy; Spy-der, French fry, espiar, Señor, hombre cangrejo. Spy calls Bandit; petit voleur, Monsieur?, Thief, raton laveur sournois]

Their duo name would be called sneaky Romanticists

Pauling: Bandit has always admired Miss Pauling, and even hates when Scout flirts with her. Not because of jealously or anything of the like, but because they’re aware there’s a much better method to charming a woman like her and it’s almost offensive how he always fails (LOL). The two are friends that don’t interact so often, but bandit respects her

[Bandit calls Pauling; Señora, Pauli, señorita violeta, Señora P.]

Their duo name would be called Cat-Eye lenses!

[daikenkki]

Peppa Pig and Friends by Ruensor

[disneytva]

The animation test from THE CURSE OF MOLLY MCGEE has been found by The Art of Molly McGee Twitter account.

Differences are the Pete, Sharon and Darryl's desings, Scratch's animation with the glow and Molly McGee having a mole on the cheek.

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

KISSES

Pairings: George Weasley x Reader Summary: you wake up George with kisses Warnings: none Note: yes, i'm still doing Kinktober, I just want to write some pure fluff to make up for those ungodly imagines i'll be writing very soon. - very short

the golden sun blinded you as you opened your eyes, waking up from the deep slumber as you slept next to your boyfriend, George

you had been invited to stay at the Burrow for the holidays to not only meet the family, but to spend Christmas there.

you had arrived back from Hogwarts yesterday and met his whole family, except Charlie.

Charlie's coming in a few days

his family was great, his mum, Molly seemed to love you, bringing you into a big hug as soon as she saw you

although she was very skeptical about your wishes for the future, saying it might not line up with George's

you understood where she was coming from, a worried mother who wanted the best for her son

other than that you had gotten along well.

Arthur was just happy to see George happy.

he had asked you a lot of questions about yourself and what your family was like- which wasn't at all like theirs

and in the end- George protesting to his mother, convinced her to let you sleep with him in his and fred's room with him, not in Ginny's room

so here you were, laying beside George as he faced the other way, his back facing you as he snored lightly

you shifted in your place, turning to his side of the bed. You looked at his back and counted the freckles and moles until he moved, turning onto his back.

his snoring got slightly louder but not frequent, his snores were always far apart, they wouldn't be everytime he breathed

you looked around his face, the way his mouth was slightly agape, the slightest bit of drool coming out of the corner of his lips.

his eyebrows were slightly furrowed his nose slightly twitched.

you smiled at his sleeping state and moved closer to him

the golden light hit his face perfectly, almost making his fiery red hair glow and his pale face shine

he was always the most perfect thing in your eyes, so gorgeous and pretty

so god damn beautiful

you leaned in kissed his cheek, wiping the bit of drool away with the blanket softly

you slowly moved your hand up, sliding it across his chest as you leaned in again, placing another light kiss to his cheek

soon enough, you were lightly pampering his whole face with light kisses with a smile on your face

he hummed in his sleep as he moved closer to you

you whispered sweet things to him even though he couldn't hear you

"I love you, Georgie" you mumbled, pecking his soft lips

"so much" you muttered, kissing the tip of his nose

you noticed a lazy smile come onto his face as you raised a hand to his hair

you continued kissing his face as he slowly woke up, humming deeply

he snaked a hand around your waist and you looked at his slightly open eyes as he began speaking

"isn't this a nice way to wake up" he smiled

"morning, Georgie" you dug your face in his neck, slightly embarrased

"goodmorning, Love" he chuckled huskily, his morning voice making you grin

he lightly pushed you away from his neck before kissing your cheek

he looked at you with a small smirk before pampering your face with kisses, just like you did to him.

--------------------------------------------

[bonefall]

Buzzardclaw's a whore you say ... My interest is peaked I love these types of gossips (In fiction)

Buzzardclaw is yet another Kit Save! WindClan is RIDICULOUSLY tiny, I had to SCRAPE this one up. Buzzardkit is mentioned in only a single page in Po3 Book 1: The Sight, where he is soothed by an unnamed queen who reveals his name. I decided that his mothers are Snapstorm and Stoneclaw, and the unnamed queen who soothed him was Snapstorm.

(THOUGH I am considering taking the unnamed queen and making her into a full character, tbh. I'm not kidding, this Clan is unacceptably small and it is ALL hands on deck. Maybe make her into a permaqueen type.)

WindClan NEEDED more sillies, because the majority of the cats in it are pretty harsh and serious, so I decided that this one was going to be sort of a hopeless romantic gossip girl type. He's really close with his Mi, Snapstorm, who's an Aftergathering regular at the Lake and likes trading. Because of her, Buzzardkit was getting acquainted with other cats from a young age and just kinda learned to play up how cute he is.

He grew up into a pretty kitty, too. Both of his parents are handsome mollies, and he managed to somehow get FOUR colors from between them. White, brown, black, and gold. It makes up for the fact he has very few scars, because he's a wuss.

He uses his charm and appearance to get people to do what he wants, but he has absolutely no ambition to follow up with this. What he wants is a nice blanket made of mole hide, or a good bit of gossip, or competitive scratchstone tips. Probably becomes a popular Honor Sire in his later years.

Just a fun, low-stakes dude in the background.

[ultramori]

THE MOMENT A SMALL AMOUNT OF YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR: THE OMORI TUMBLR AWARDS WINNERS

What it says on the tin. This is a hella long list so imma put the winners under the cut. Also note that this is PART ONE of the winners since Tumblr can only allow 30 images per post. I'll reblog the rest

Okay first off, the winner for the biggest Omori fan is.....

@misty-wisp!!!!!

The winner for biggest Sunny fan is...

@biocrafthero!!!!!

The winner for biggest Aubrey fan is none other than...

@nonbinaryaubrey!!!!!!

The winner for biggest Kel fan is....

@alex-just-vibing!!!!!

The winner for biggest Hero fan is OH MY GOD IT'S

@omori-sv-au!!!!1!1

The winner for biggest Basil fan is....

@idontmakestuff!!!

The winner for biggest Mari fan is (unsurprisingly)

@ecstaticmari!!!!

The winner for biggest Stranger fan is ME jk it's

@ksenya-and-the-artistic-cucumber!!!!

The winner for biggest SOMETHING fan is...

@something-is-drunk!!!

The winner for biggest Sprout Mole fan is...

@omocat!!

The winner for biggest Boss fan is...

Basil OMORI!!!

The winner for biggest Ye Old Sprout fan is....

Nurses I guess!!!

The winner for biggest Pluto fan is....

@ksenya-and-the-artistic-cucumber!!!

The winner for biggest Captain Spaceboy fan is....

@beepbeeplettuce613!!

The winner for biggest Space Ex fan is....

@beepbeeplettuce613!!! Shocker!!!

The winner for biggest S

IT'S @kaz-kazoo

The winner for biggest Snaley fan is...

ME!!!!!!! YIPPEE

The winner for biggest Mr. Jawsum fan is...

Gator Guys!!!

The winner for biggest Humphrey fan is...

@grey-spark!!!

The winner for biggest Marina fan is....

The Diamonds!!!

The winner for biggest Molly fan is... Uh...

The winner for biggest Medusa fan is surprisingly:

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I Will Always See You - Fred Weasley x Reader

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Prompt: nothing…I just love Fred Weasley J.K did him dirty if you ask me…my poor baby. 😭

Warnings: smut, if you squint praise kink and begging kink.

Thank you to @lets-imagine-fanfics my beta for editing this thought I'm sure as an avid Fred Weasley fan she likely had no problem! 😂

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You walked down the hall, your arms wrapped around your books as you silently made your way back to the Gryffindor common room. You were thinking about your Herbology homework listing off things you needed or would have to do when your felt a gust of wind at either side of you.  

Your eyes immediately spotted the Weasley twins running so fast, the only reason you knew it was them was because of their vibrantly orange hair, you rolled your eyes and opened your mouth to shout at them but before you could, they skid to a stop and glanced behind them towards you. 

“Boys no running in the halls.” You huffed as they gave you matching smirks. 

“Oh, if it isn’t our favourite head girl.” Fred grinned mischievously as they began walking next to you. 

“Don’t think because you compliment me, Fred Weasley, that I’ll forget that you were running in the halls.” You scoff as you held your head up. 

“I’m not Fred I’m George.” He stated with a frown on his face. 

You rolled your eyes and turned to the real George looking him up and down before giving him a smirk. He flushed a little under your scrutinising gaze but said nothing to give away their game. 

“Nope, that’s definitely George.” You stated as you pat Georges flushed cheek before turning to Fred who glared down at you suspiciously. 

“And you are most definitely Fred.” You chuckled as you pat his chest as he continued to glare at you. 

You stride ahead of them with a satisfied smirk on your face as you quickly forget about your homework in favour of thinking about Fred. You’d be lying if you said the twins weren’t handsome but Fred for some reason held way more of your attention. George was sweeter, slightly more shy than Fred and he also had a mole on the side of his neck while at Fred had two scars on his face that were barely noticeable. 

Fred was always more confident and always the one to instigate their pranks and mischief. It’s another reason you had a giant crush on Fred, not that anyone knew that with how you would constantly reprimand him for ignoring the rules. 

You liked to keep to yourself for most part but you enjoyed hanging out with Harry and his friends even though you were in the Weasley twins year. You shook the thoughts of Fred to the back of your mind as you finally arrived at the portrait to the Gryffindor common room.  

******** 

You giggled at something Hermione said to Ron as you nibbled on some toast with jam on it. Harry rolled his eyes at the pair about to reprimand his friends, however he was instantly interrupted when the Weasley twins slid into the small spaces at either side of you.  

Your eyes flickered between both twins before noting they had their homemade sweaters from Molly. The only thing that wasn’t right was that Fred was wearing George’s and George was wearing Freds. You frowned a little but figured they must’ve done it by accident. 

“Fred, mum said you need to send her a letter. Said she hasn’t heard from you in a few days.” Ron muttered to George making you roll your eyes a little however instead of Fred piping up George did and suddenly you realised their game.  

“I will tonight.” George answered making you literally bang your head off of the table, narrowly avoiding your plate.  

“What on earth are you doing?” Hermione snorted making you look up at them with a glare firmly in place. 

“Ron, how can you not tell your brothers apart?” You laughed making him frown a little. 

“There literally wearing their tops.” Ron snorted making you roll your eyes. 

“That’s Fred.” You said pointing at the twin wearing the sweater with the G.   

“How?” Fred exclaimed with a deep frown on his face, making you roll your eyes once again. 

“Because I can. Why, pray tell, does it bother you so much?” You asked him seriously making him puff out his cheeks in a childish manner. 

“Even our own mum gets confused sometimes, I don’t see how you can tell better than literally anyone.” Fred stated uneasily as his two brothers nodded in agreement. 

“I’m sure someone else in this room can too.” You huffed with a small smile making them glance at one another. 

“No. Even Ang almost kissed Fred last week.” George snorted making you visibly cringe a little before giving them a sympathetic smile. 

You giggle a little as Hermione says something about Fred being a bigger arsehole making everyone burst out laughing. The rest of the day went by without anyone mentioning the fact that you could tell them apart better than anyone. 

That was until you arrived at your bedroom to find Ginny and Hermione waiting there with raised brows and inquisitive looks. You frowned at the girls, silently asking why they were in your room. 

“So which one is it?” Ginny asked with a subtle smirk on her lips. 

“What on earth are you two talking about?” You snorted as you put your books on the bedside table next to your bed. 

“Which twin do you fancy?” Hermione asked confidently making your eyes widen a little. 

“W-What makes you think I fancy Fred or George?” You stuttered, heat slowly creeping up your face until you felt like steam was coming out your ears. 

“Fred.” Ginny and Hermione say at the same time, looking father proud of themselves. 

“I do-what I mean is that I- Fine, I fancy Fred!” You had tried to get out of it but honestly, you’d been dying to tell someone since you first started crushing on him in your 3rd year. 

“Oh my Merlin, that feels amazing to get off my chest! God, I fancy the bloody pants off him! He’s so tall, handsome, funny, confident, did I say handsome? Then he’s got these eyes that are just so expressive. I can always tell when he’s about to do something that’ll get him in trouble because he gets these little creases at the corner of his gorgeous eyes, when he tries to keep the smile off his face. There was one time I accidentally saw him without hi-” 

“Too much information!” Ginny yelled making you flush bright red. 

“S-Sorry.” You whispered softly making her shake her head at you. 

“How long has this been going on?” Hermione laughed as she raised her brows at you. 

“3rd year.” You whispered avoiding all eye contact. 

“That’s since my 1st year! I’m in my 5th year!” Hermione exclaimed like it was something you didn’t already know. 

“I’m aware 4 years…god that’s so pathetic.” You sighed heavily as you flopped onto your bed face first. 

“It’s not that bad.” She tries but you just lift your head to glare at her. 

“Being a 17 year old girl who never kissed a guy let alone dated one isn’t embarrassing at all.” You laughed sarcastically as you flipped you head back down screaming into the pillow. 

“You haven’t had your first kiss?” Ginny exclaimed making you roll over onto your back, staring at the ceiling with a pout. 

“I know, even Ron has had his!” You whined loudly making the girls pout down at you sympathetically. 

“Why don’t you just ask him out?” Ginny asks with a raised brow making the sit up to look at her like she’d grown another head. 

“Have you lost the plot, Ginny? Did your crush on Harry turn your head to mush?” You asked seriously making her face turn the same colour as her hair. 

“She’s not wrong you know? You’re a beautiful, smart and kind young woman! Why shouldn’t you be the one to ask him out?” Hermione exclaimed happily making you raise a brow at her. 

“Oh yes and how is Ronald?” You deadpanned making her turn bright red too. 

“Yes, well that boy is about as slow as a sloth at times! I’m working on it.” She stated seriously holding her head high. 

“Just tell him how you feel.” Ginny says calmly as her face begins to return to her pale skin tone. 

“I’ll think about it.” You answered honestly making them roll their eyes playfully. 

You girls spent the rest of the night gossiping and giggling knowing tomorrow was a weekend and you wouldn’t have to be up for classes. You all eventually passed out on your double bed laughing at something on Hermione’s muggle phone. 

****** 

When you woke up the girls were gone and you realised, they had probably gotten dressed and gone to breakfast. You dragged yourself out of bed and began your normal morning routine until you finally stood in front of your mirror freshly washed and dried, hair in two French plaits and your makeup simple, with subtle goldish eyeshadow, a spell to make you lashes appear longer and fuller and some nude lipstick. 

You decided you’d be a little more daring with your outfit today and slid on your custom Gryffindor sports bra along with your high waisted denim skirt and your plain white Nike trainers that Hermione had bought you last year from muggle London. You threw on your oversized white knitted cardigan, you may be feeling more daring than usual but no jacket with this outfit choice didn’t feel in your comfort zone. Before adding the last touched with your rings, triple chain necklace and your Gryffindor bucket hat over your braids. The outfit was kind of sporty but in a cute way. 

 When you finally arrived, a few students were staring as you entered the hall but you ignored it as you made your way to where the others were sat. You plopped down right in the middle of the twins who were staring at your attire rather openly. You shot them both glares before you began putting food on your plate.  

“Well, hello there. Where have you been hiding those legs, darling?” George exclaimed in a flirtatious way that had you frowning at him. 

“I’m telling Angie.” You smirked at George making him go wide eyed.  

“I really thought that was gonna work.” George huffed with a childish pout on his lips.  

“Sorry, boys, you won’t catch me out.” You giggled as you looked over to Fred who was still staring silently. 

You caught his eyes, staring into them with a hint a seductiveness and mischief. You fluttered you lashes at him not saying anything as his cheek tinged with a slight pink hue. He instantly looked away as if to hide his face behind his hair, ignoring the look George gave him as he tried to jump into another conversation.  

You took it as a win. 

Once you'd all finished breakfast you wandered back to the common room and made yourself comfortable on the couches around the fire. Everyone began talking amongst themselves about different things as you began telling Ginny about something that had happened the day before the twins interrupted everyone in the group.  

“Okay, so we’ve decided we’re gonna challenge Y/N to a guess ‘which twin’ special edition!” George announced making everyone including you, roll their eyes in exasperation.  

 “Are you guys seriously still stuck on this?” You groaned making them nod in unison with each other.  

“Fine let's just get this over with.” You huffed as you stood up in front of them. 

“First round, we’re gonna wear the same thing and only have our faces visible. Second round you’ll have to tell us apart by sound and finally by touch!” Fred announced making your eyes widen at the prospect.  

“Hey, I never said I could do it without looking!” You complained making them smirk like they’d won. 

“But I’ll try.” You added through gritted teeth.  

“Hermione, film this poppycock on your muggle phone. This is gonna be bloody brilliant.” Ron snorted as Hermione nodded in agreement.  

The twins ran upstairs as quickly as they could only gone for a few minutes before they came down n black jeans and a black turtle neck. You rolled your eyes before glancing at the others as if they would help stop this madness, however, they looked at you expectantly only making you groan in frustration.  

“Ron you’re their brother you can tell them apart, right?” You snorted as he looked at you with a fearful gaze as if scared to answer.  

“Can no one?” You added glancing at Harry, Ginny and Hermione. 

They all shook their head as you glanced at the boys, immediately spotting which was Fred even though they’d switched themselves around when you had been looking at the others. You rolled your eyes and patted Freds chest with a smile on your face.  

“Fred.” You muttered making everyone gape at you including the twins.  

“Here’s a blindfold.” Hermione laughed as she waited for Fred to tie that around your eyes.  

You wouldn’t likely be able to do the last two things but you’d give it your best shot just to shut the boys up. You could feel the boys breathes brushing across your ears as they leant down to talk into your ear. 

“Can you tell who-” 

“-Is who.” They both muttered finishing each other's sentence.  

“Say my name.” You asked calmly making them chuckle at the side of you.  

“Y/N.” You couldn’t quite tell to be honest but the second the other twin spoke you knew. 

“Y/N.” Fred whispered against your ear; his voice wasn’t as deep as Georges however it sounded more soothing to your ears.  

“This is Fred.” You grinned as you gripped the front of Fred turtle neck.  

Everyone went silent so you went to take you mask off but Fred hand came up to stop you as there was the sound of moving around. You stood still and allowed them to move where they wanted before you felt someone touch your arm making you jump a little.  

“Okay, its Hermione I’m gonna guide you to one of the boys and you go from there.” She chuckled as she walked you a few feet before lifting your hand so it was on top of one of the twin's head.  

You instantly brought your hand down straight to where you knew Fred’s scar would be but it wasn’t there so you smirked to yourself but continued to drag your hand down to cup his cheek. As he nuzzled into your hand you pulled back a slapped his cheek lightly before standing back and giggling to yourself.  

“I thought I told you I’d tell Angie if you kept flirting, Georgie.” You snickered as you took off your blindfold. 

“That is amazing! How did you do it?” Ron exclaimed excitedly as he began clapping and jumping up and down.  

“I don’t know to be honest, I thought I would have failed both blindfolded challenges at least.” You giggled as you glanced at the twins who still looked beyond shocked.  

Fred looked at you curiously, his eyes narrowed a little as if he was thinking about something when suddenly he stepped up and was in front of you with his arms crossed. You gave him a soft smile that made his posture drop a little but he still remained suspicious. 

“There’s got to be some sort of tell.” Fred asked seriously making you frown. He seemed beyond upset about the fact that no matter what, you could spot him a mile away even next to his brother. 

“Fine shall I list everything?” You scoffed in annoyance but he nodded like that was obvious. 

“You have a small scar on your eyebrow, you also have a slightly rounder face. Not much but it’s there. You have a tiny scar on your nose. And you have abs. Where as George doesn-” 

“How on earth do you know that?” Ron shouted making your face turn bright red. 

“There was an incident last year at Christmas…” You mumbled shyly making Fred smirk down at you. 

“Hey! I kind of have abs!” George shouts with a pout on his face. 

“Can we move on?” You huffed softly making everyone nod in agreement. 

“Your voice is slightly softer than George. You’re also more confident when you talk.” You added your last points. 

“There’s are all points on how you can tell it’s Fred! What about me?” George scoffed making you puff out your cheeks in all hope that your face didn’t turn a deeper shade of red. 

“You have a mole on your neck.” You supplied nervously making everyone roll their lips to stop from smiling or commenting. 

“Aww I didn’t know you paid so much attention, darling.” Fred teased as he slung his arm around you, lowering himself so he was at your eye level. 

“I-I don’t.” You stuttered as you glanced at Hermione who found the whole things hilarious. 

“Doesn’t sound that way. Hmm, maybe we should go upstairs and find more differences.” Fred joked, wiggling his eyebrows at you making you turn so red you could practically feel your cheeks glowing. 

You budge Fred away and slapped his arm a few times like his mother did when he was misbehaving. He faked a pained expression as he burst out laughing as you began chasing after him with your hat, slapping him with it as the others laughed at you. 

“You, Fred Weasley, are a bloody menace.” You snapped as you went to sit on the couch next to Harry. 

“You love me really.” He chuckled as he threw himself down next to you on the couch. 

“In your dreams Weasley.” You snorted sarcastically causing him to grin from ear to ear. 

“Oh, you do plenty of things in my dreams, love.” He flirted making your eyes widen. 

“Ew. Get a room.” Ron faked gagged as Hermione nudged him and told him to shut it. 

********* 

You spent the rest of the morning hanging out with the twins. The younger kids had long since ran off claiming they had places to be and eventually so did George saying he had a date with Angie leaving you and Fred alone on the common room. 

“Let’s play truth or dare.” Fred announced making you roll your eyes. 

“There’s not enough people for that to be fun, and you know it.” You snorted as he pondered your words for a second. 

“Okay, Hermione taught me one called two truths and a lie. You say three things, two have to be the truth, the other has to be a lie. I have to guess which one.” Fred supplies making you contemplate it for a second before giving him a nod telling him you agreed.   

“Okay. I am failing herbology, I hate peas and I love your tiny little skirt.” He stated his last one making you turn a lovely shade of red, as you hit his chest playfully. 

“You like peas. So hating them is a lie. Pervert.” You huffed before thinking of yours. 

“I hate spring, I slept with a Slytherin once and I always carry sweets with me.” You almost laughed when you told the lie, but you held it in as you stared at him. He seemed to stiffen a little when you said you’d slept with a Slytherin but said nothing as he seemed to think about it. 

“The sweets one is a lie.” He guessed making you gape at him. 

You dug your hand into your pocket which had an extendable charm on him before dragging out a wrapped up sweet showing it to him with a smirk. He gasped at you before laughing a little and staring at you with inquisitive eyes. 

“So which was the lie?” He asked softly making you grin. 

“If you didn’t guess, you don’t get to know.” You chuckled humorously. 

“That’s no fair!” He complained loudly making you giggle. 

“Do you really think I’d sleep with a Slytherin?” You laughed making him shrug. 

“I don’t know who you do in your spare time.” He snorted making you flush a little as you looked away hoping that would be the end on that conversation. 

“Okay, your turn.” You muttered awkwardly as he seemed to think about it. 

“I love snow, I have purple boxers on and I had a dirty dream last night.” He smirked as he said the last one making you roll your lips to hold your smile back. 

“Pervert. The dreams a lie although that’s a guess because how would I know what colour your underwear is.” You laughed making him grin from ear to ear as he flashed you his purple boxers.  

“I told you love. You do plenty of things in my dreams.” Fred teased as he threw his arms around you on the couch, his lips hovering near your ear. 

“I have never kissed someone. I went on a date with Oliver and I fancy you.” You confidently stated a smirk on your face as his eyes widened. 

“I mean you don’t fancy me so that has to be the lie. But I also don’t believe you’ve never had your first kiss so…I don’t know.” Fred grumbled as he stared off in deep thought. 

Just then Oliver walked into the common room and Fred looked at him with wide eyes before you could stop him he shouted at Oliver. 

“Did you go on a date with Y/N?” He asked making Oliver frown as you slapped your hand over you face in embarrassment. 

“No, did ya want to go on a date, darling?” He chuckled softly his accent making it sound much smoother than you’d imagined. You let out a giggle as Fred seemed to be calculating something when suddenly his jumped up from his seat. 

“You can’t have her she’s mine.” Fred grumbled as he pulled you up from the couch and began dragging you up to the boys dorm straight into his room before shutting the door. 

His words were echoing in your head as he began pacing back and forth in front of you. I’m his? Did he mean that? Obviously your not ‘his’, you’re not even dating but for some reason you didn’t care. Just having him call you his was amazing. 

“So you’ve never dated Oliver?” He confirmed making you nod silently. 

“Which means you like me and you haven’t had your first kiss?” He questioned again but this time you made no move to nod just averted you eyes from him shyly. 

Suddenly you were pinned to his bedroom door, his left hand pressed flat against the door while the other one lifting your head so you’d look at him. You stared into gorgeous brown eyes, it was like they were hypnotising you. Your breathing hitched in your chest as you tried not to lean into his touch. 

“Answer me, love.” He demanded softly as his eyes flickered to your lips. 

“Well, I g-guess there’s no use denying it now. Yes, I like you and no I have never been kissed or anything like that.” You answered truthfully making his pupils blow up swallowing the brown colour that was there. 

“Can I claim your first kiss, pretty girl?” He whispered as he dipped down brushing his nose against yours. 

“Please.” You sighed desperately, his breath fanning against your lips. 

There were no more words exchanged as his lips pressed against yours. You gasped at the electric feeling of his lips massaging your own. He was taking it slow, but you could feel his desperation as his hand that was flat against the door clenched as if he was holding himself back.  

Your arms reached up and wrapped around his neck as you pulled him against you. His fingers left your chin and wrapped around your waist as he got as close as he could whilst tilting his head to one side to deepen the kiss. His tongue swiped against your lower lip, begging for entrance which you gave him.  

Despite it being your first kiss, you followed his movements easily as if you’d been doing this your whole life. His tongue tangling with yours as his hand dug into your denim covered hip before it cautiously slid around your love handles until his hand slid into your back pocket, squeezing your ass a little. You moaned into his mouth at the feeling causing him to pull away and look down at you with hooded eyes. 

“Can’t be making sexy little noises like that, love.” Fred groaned as his head fell against your collar bone. 

“Sorry, Freddie.” You whispered shyly as you let your hands fall from around his neck.  

“I would really like if you would be my girlfriend?” He chuckled softly as he stood up straight, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 

“I would very much love to be your girlfriend, Fred Weasley.” You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your head in his chest.  

**************** 

The next few weeks went by quickly and everything kind of fell into place. You and Fred spend all your spare time together, you had even stayed the night in his room one time. So, when you woke up at almost 8am you decided to sneak into Freds room hoping he wouldn’t mind a few cuddles before breakfast. 

You didn’t bother changing out of the oversized Gryffindor sweater that was Fred’s as you jogged out your room towards the boy's dorm. When you got to his door you quietly opened the door hoping not to wake him only to find Fred sat up, naked with his cock in his hand.  

You instantly flushed but instead of covering your eyes you let yourself admire him. Your eyes flittering from his eyes to his lip slowly down until you reached his hardened member. You were embarrassed but you couldn’t take your eyes away for some reason. Your thighs clenching together as you felt yourself growing wet. 

“Enjoying the view, love?” He groaned as he pumped his hand over his cock a few times.  

“Can I touch you, Freddie?” You asked bravely his eyes widening a little as you approached the bed chewing on your bottom lip. 

“Baby, you can do whatever you want to me.” He chuckled as he pulled you onto the bed kissing the spot just behind your ear.  

You had a feeling when you asked to touch him, he thought you were going to give him a simple hand job however, what Fred didn’t know about you was you had a serious oral fixation so when you pushed away from him and leant down to lick the tip of his cock he jolted in shock as he gripped the sheets beneath him.   

“You don’t have t-” 

“Do you know why I have to carry sweets around with me?” You asked softly making him frown a little as he shook his head.  

“I have an oral fixation.” You giggled making him groan a little.  

“Then be a good girl and open your mouth, baby.” Fred growled as he ran his thumb against your lower lip.  

You complied with his request swirling your tongue around the tip before taking him in your mouth. You couldn’t explain why but the feeling of his long-hardened member in your mouth caused you to groan as you tried to clench your thighs again, stroking attempting to get any kind of friction. You sucked on him like he was one of the lolly's you carried with you, savouring the slight salty taste at the head of his tip.  

He must've been doing this for a while before you got here because he seemed ready to burst already and you'd barely done anything. You slid him further down your throat until you felt your nose touching his pubic bone. He moaned your name rather desperately as he took in the sight of you deep throating his cock.  

“Fuck, I'm gonna finish, love.” He groaned as he tried to pull out your mouth but you pushed back down and began deep throating him whilst your hand reached up to massage his balls.  

He finally let out a string of curses as he came down your throat watching intensely as he watched you swallow every drop, even licking him clean once you'd pulled away.  He stared down at you in a mix of amazement and lust as he pulled you upwards until you were hovering over his chest. You barely had chance to be embarrassed when he sunk down the bed lower and pulled your panties to the side, his tongue instantly licking a stripe up your wet slit.  

You moaned in desperation as you lifted the quidditch shirt so you could see him buried in your pussy. He gazed up at you darkly as he began licking and sucking at your swollen bundle of nerves. You whimpered as his fingers dug into your ass cheeks making you grind down onto his tongue, the whole thing was embarrassing but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. 

He paused to help you tug off your panties before getting back into the same position, his tongue immediately getting to work again. 

“Come on, sweet girl, use my tongue to get you off.” He pleaded before he continuously flickered his tongue over your clit.  

“Fuck, Freddie.” You moaned loudly as you began thrusting against his tongue chasing the orgasm that was quickly building.  

He kept still as he watched you unfold above him. You grabbed his hand and began sucking on two of his fingers which had him groaning beneath you as your thrusts became untimed, your orgasm finally ripping through you. You released his fingers and screamed his name as you finally climaxed against his tongue clenching against nothing. 

Fred rolled over, flipping you on to your back, his face still between your thighs until he crawled upwards, his lips brushing against your neck leaving kisses and bites wherever his lips touched. 

“Do you want to?” He trailed off but you knew what he meant and you nodded your head as you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him up for a kiss. 

“Need you, Freddie.” You moaned as you thrust up grinding your wet heat over his erection.  

“So needy aren’t you, baby?” He teased darkly as he gripped your hip with one hand and used the other to guide his member to your entrance.  

He pushed his tip inside, stretching you out, as he slowly pushed more of himself inside. It didn’t overly hurt until he finally broke through your barrier but that may be to do with the fact that you had done nothing but touch yourself whenever you were alone. Your thoughts constantly consumed by Fred. 

You whimpered a little as he finally pushed all the way in. You could feel him touching every inch of you the pain faded faster than it came, causing you to grind against him wanting him to move. He groaned against your neck as he started thrusting your tight heat fluttering around him. 

“You feel so tight, princess.” He growled as he pushed himself up with his arms, staring into your eyes as you clenched around him at the sound of the new nickname he’d just called you. Such a royal and flowery title sounded so dirty but so right the way he said it. 

“Well, that’s a development isn’t it, princess.” He chuckled darkly as he gripped your left ankle flipping your leg to meet you other one in a foetal position, before he manhandled you onto your stomach before pulling your ass up so you were face down ass up. 

It shouldn’t be that hot to be manhandled. 

He began thrusting inside of you slowly but deeply as you got used to the new position. You moaned with almost every thrust of his hips, his hand slid from your hips to your ass cheeks, squeezing them harshly. The feeling of his hands on your ass had you moaning out his name loudly.  

What happened next shocked you a little but more than anything it turned you on so much. His hand came down across your ass causing you to let out a small squeak of surprise before your pussy clenched around him tightly. 

“I’m finding out all sorts of dirty little kinks you have, princess.” Fred mocked huskily as he bent over to press kisses on your spine, making you shiver; his thrusts turning torturously slow. 

“No fair, wanna know your kinks.” You pout cutely over your shoulder making him smirk a little, at least until you flutter your lashes. 

“Please.” As you muttered that tiny word, Fred’s smug face dropped into a dark lustful gaze as you felt him pulse against your walls. 

“Is that one, Freddie? Hmm like it when I beg.” You teased as you pushed back to meet his slow thrusts causing him to go so deep your saw stars. 

“Please, need you to fuck me with your big cock, Freddie. P-Please.” You moaned as you clenched around him. 

“You beg so pretty, princess.” He growled against your back as his hand slid under you wrapping around your throat. 

He lifted you both to an upright kneeling position, his hand resting loosely against your neck while his other wound down to start massaging your clit as he began fucking you harshly. The new speed causing your eyes to roll back as you threw your head back against his collar bone and turn to look at him as you felt your orgasm building up once again. 

“I’m so close, baby.” He moaned huskily into your ear before pressing a sweet kiss to your temple. 

“Gonna cum inside me, Freddie?” You moaned with a filthy grin on your face making him growl against your cheek as his hand gripped your throat harder. 

“Cum slut too, baby?” He whispered with a harsh dominance that had you gasping in a silent scream. 

His fingers sped up on your clit as his thrust grew faster and faster as you whimpered against his neck. He began leaving hickeys on your neck as his hand gripped your hip as he began ramming into you like an animal. 

“That’s it, princess, take it like a good girl.” He growled against your skin as his hands kept drawing soft but fast circles on your clit. 

“I’m cummin’, Fred.” You moaned loudly as you grind into his fingers. 

“Cum all over my cock, baby.” He whispered filthily in your ear making your orgasm rip through you, your sight became blurred and floaty as you zoned out for a second, thankfully you came back to, just in time to see Fred brows furrowed, biting his lip as he came inside you. 

You stayed for a few minutes, using each other’s bodies to prop you up as you both recovered. When he finally looked down at you, you met his eyes and smiled up at him with a soft gaze. 

“If it wasn’t obvious, that was amazing.” You giggled lazily making him chuckle. 

“Yes it was.” He agreed as he finally pulled out.  

You cleaned yourself up a little with wipes he gave you before coming back into bed with Fred and curling up together. Both of you drifting off rather quickly. 

********* 

Years later... 

You could feel Fred’s naked chest against your back, so you spun around and snuggled into his naked chest but something felt off. That wasn’t Fred.  

“George, what are you doing in mine and Fred’s bed?” You grumbled as you looked up at him with tired eyes. 

“For the love of Merlin!” Fred exclaimed from somewhere outside the bedroom.  

He came into the room with the tiny version of him tottering behind him. You smiled at the sight rolling over and picked up your little girl from the floor. 

“I thought for sure you’d not recognise me if you were half asleep.” He grumbled with a pout. 

“Even our daughter can’t tell!” He huffed making you laugh a little. 

“She’s 3.” You deadpanned as George slid his T-shirt back on. 

“We’ve been together 7 years, 4 of which we were married. Let it go, baby.” You chuckled as you stroked your daughters curly ginger hair away from her face. 

“Maybe.” He snorted as he flopped on the bed as George muttered something about coffee, leaving the room. 

“I love you, Fred Weasley.” You giggled as you bent down to peck his lips. 

“I love you too, Y/N Weasley.” He replied with a smug smirk on his face.