#Your darling fleur

[calico-fleur]

Who’s she…?

[toasterdrake]

they’re so disgusting <33333

drawing this to cope with the madness of not being able to watch rwby9 finale yet

[inthewindtunnel]

Fleur Electra

Your Darling

In My Room

-album-

[okwonyo]

FLEURS DE CERISIERS ── cute scenarios。

( 桜 ╱ CHERRY BLOSSOMS ) 𓈒𓈒 are a sign of new beginnings ; many poets would refer to sakura in the springtime to symbolize the start of a romantic relationship. ❜

INTRODUC𝓲NG 𖥔 엔하이픈 ୨୧ f .. r 11OO fluff early relationship 、 kissing skinship slight jealousy

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HEESEUNG｡｡ with his huge doe eyes staring at you while you get ready for bed, he would already be tucked under the blankets before you. it would be obvious that he wants something.

you would make him wait, taking your time to get under the covers as well, thinking that he would speak up soon. with a sigh, you would ask, “what do you want?”

he would give you a shy smile, biting his lower lips as he watches your eyebrows shoot up, “can i be the little spoon tonight?” his eyes would look anywhere but you.

a blush would appear on his nose when you coo, “of course, turn around, big baby,” and he would do as you say. he would comfortably lean in your embrace as you hug him from behind.

JAY｡｡“pookie bear,” would come out of your mouth as you poke your boyfriend’s cheek. he would try to give you a glare, but it would end up being more if a fond stare.

he would set the knife he would be using to make dinner on the counter, “veto,” and you would gasp— the ninth petname he would refuse. he would laugh when you gently beat his chest with your fist, “this is really no use.”

“what?” you would exclaim, utterly offended. “this is really serious” you would huff and he would just give you an unimpressed look. but then, he would blush when you whine, “baby!”

he would come hide his face in the crook of your neck while you tease him, “don’t call me that,” he would say as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

JAKE｡｡ would have a weird— and very funny— habit you would like to test. everytime you kiss, you would wonder if he is ready to do that in public.

you would come closer to him, tapping his shoulder while calling his name during one of his very focused inspections of ingredients in cereals.

“what is it, my love?” he would respond, attention still fully on the box he would be holding in his hands. you would hold his cheek that is not facing you to turn his head to yours— and then mwah! a kiss on his mouth.

and of course, he would do exactly what he always does. falling on the floor as if he got shot in the chest, the box of cereal doing a loud thud on the floor but nothing louder then the impact of his body of the floor. laughing you would tell, “okay, you gotta stop doing that everytime kiss you.”

(he won’t.)

SUNGHOON｡｡ there is nothing you would like more than sitting on the couch with your boyfriend by your side. leaning your back on the armchair, your legs resting on his thighs, his hand on your skin.

you love it all, even his silly questions. “darling,” he would call you. you would only hum as you watch the television, “would you still date me if i turned into a worm?”

and of course, you would think about it in all seriousness. even taping your chin as you does so— he wouldn’t like that. you would tell by how he pinches you and gasp, “why are you taking so long to respond?”

you would take your feet to slap his cheek slightly, he would groan. “of course i would,” the smile on his face would be beautiful. “you are basically one already,” you would add and he wouldn’t talk to you for the next ten minutes.

SUNOO｡｡ would lean in, you huge eye looking up at him. waiting, wanting, so beautiful and so well harmonized with your face. he would lean in, so close, and then—

“you are doing it again,” you would giggle, putting your hand over the one he would be using to hide your eyes. and he would groan, you would continue, “why do you do that?”

he would stay silent for a while, as if he was holding a big secret before sighing heavily, “whenever we kiss, i blush too much, i can feel it,” your laugh would make him whine, “this isn’t funny!”

“that’s it?” you would chuckle. “sunoo… you blush all the time,” his eyes would grow wide and he would reach for the pocket sized mirror on your nightstand, “you—you are blushing right now.” and his reflection would confirm your words. he would groan again, hiding his face, getting even redder.

JUNGWON｡｡ it would be your seventh date with him this month and not the last one, for sure. as if he would let it be the last one, anyway.

he would take you for a walk, with your arms locked as you wander around the city. when his fingers would intertwine with yours, you wouldn’t mind, pointing out the restaurant a few steps ahead.

would fidget with your jewelry as you talk his ears off, with a more than satisfied smile on his face. would even take a bite of your food and propose his own to you.

would walk you to your appointment after refusing to let you pay. his body would be so close to yours that your side might melt into his. he would lean on the wall next to your apartment’s door, “i don’t want to leave yet,” he would whisper.

opening your door, you would give him a knowing and teasing look, “you don’t have to,” you would affirm before opening the door and entering your place. he would follow without much hesitation.

RIKI｡｡ jealousy is a disease, and he would pray for him to get cured soon— especially since it would be so silly and embarrassing.

he would blush when you crack your eyes open, catching him staring. “are you watching me sleep?” you would ask, voice muffled by the pillow you hold so tight under your cheek.

he would wish he could explode the said pillow with his mind. “uh, n-no!” he would exclaim. this should be his chest where you hide your smile like that. “can we, uh, like cuddle or something?” his voice would get progressively quieter as he goes on.

if you wouldn’t be so sleepy, you would probably choose the ‘or something’ option before giving him what he wants. but for now, you would put his worst enemy (the inanimate object) to the side and come replace it with your boyfriend’s chest. he would sigh in relief as he wraps his arms around you.

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(..◜ᴗ◝..) this is just a bunch of cute scenarios i thought about, hope you enjoyed this and thank you for reading ! ♡

[infictionalwonderland]

. . . fred weasley with it girl veela girlfriend (you, bitch!)

babe.

he is your biggest fucking fan

drooling and wide eyes when he even HEARS the click of ur cunty shoes xxx

genuinely stand by the fact he has shirts with ur face on

to him, you’re everything & more

no1 advocate for anything you do

‘yeah, love, you should do that. definitely’

‘mhmm, anything you want darling’

GRRRRRRRR 🐱🐱🐱🐱

eats up every single one of ur cunty fits

you look so damn good babe and he makes sure you know it

‘you’re the most beautiful girl i have ever seen, love. seriously’

‘if you don’t stop smiling like that, im gonna be forced to take you against this fucking wall love’

OOPSIES

HOW DID THAT GET THEERRREEEE

knows the whole school and literally the whole world is obsessed with you and is here for it

(but is also not)

he loves that people know how special you are bc you fckn are

but like

when he sees whores staring at you with gaping mouths and starry eyes he’s like

she’s MINE.

doesn’t enjoy people staring at his girl

10000% the type to wrap his arms around you and pull you back into him, genuinely acting as a shield for the stares

pd(bloody)a!!!

he’s a big big fan

obvs if it makes you uncomfy, he’ll understand and back off! your comfort is his main concern

HOWEVER

if you like it just like he does…

arm wrapped around you waist while you’re walking around

HANDDD HOLDING

he loves cuddling you

ur like his squishmallow 😘😘😘

he really enjoys showing you, all the time, how much you mean to him. how obsessed he is with you. bc he wants you to know

will readily admit to the fact he is very much on ur pink bedazzled leash xxxxx

he’s ur mf bitch ❤️❤️❤️

if ppl try and take the mick out of him for it he literally could not care less

and what???? it’s true

he would kiss the ground you walked on if you asked

if he notices you getting uncomfortable w ppl staring at you, he’s not afraid to confront them (if you want that)

‘yeah, mind looking anywhere bloody else mate?’

‘if you done leering at my girl you wanker, feel free to piss off’

if people happen to not heed his warning, he’s not afraid to fight someone for you

(one time he did and arthur got called in to ‘deal’ with his son—he gave him an approving hug and a chocolate frog)

you & the weasels are like this 🤞

ginny does not resent you bc ur a veela, IN FACCTTTT she actually really looks up to you and admires you, knowing you’re so much more than ur beauty

she’s wants to BE you

(apart from the dating her brother part, gag)

george calls you ‘little legend’ he thinks you’re great for making his brother so starstruck and mushy-goey all the soft things.

genuinely cannot wait for the day you become his sister in law 🤧

after ron got over his creepy little crush, he’s grown to see you as someone he adores (even if he would never admit it) and someone he really feels safe with

you make him feel wanted in his family and actually loved—for that, he loves you more

charlie thinks ur an absolute riot 😭😭

the first time you met you had pulled a prank on the twins, turning their skin lilac and giving them unicorn horns with fuzzy purple fur everywhere (human unicorns)

he’s adored you ever since

bill loves you like a little sister and fleur and you are legit best mates!!!

arthur holds you very dear to him as he sees how good you are for his son and how much of a good individual you are in general

molly was slightly hesitant initially

BUTTT then you knitted her and arthur winter hats for christmas, sent them with a cutesy note and some sweets and she knew she’d love you

(she really, truly does)

#fredweasleyisurseximinion

he wrote that himself xxxx

[thatnonameuser]

Yelloow!! popping in!!!~~ I've seen Dorms, Grim and Staff as Yandere types.... But what of Neige(Vil's Rival), Chenya, and Rollo??~

I know that there are different takes from different kinds of Yandere AU's -- but out of curiosity, I wish of your take!

Let’s do the RSA boys first. 

Royal Sword Academy has a reputation for accepting the ‘princely’ yanderes. Unlike the NRC students, they don’t tend to act on violence unless they have to and their red flags aren’t as bad��in comparison. 

But a red flag is still a red flag. 

RSA teaches more gentle ways of pushing darlings to their yanderes. Specifically while they use kidnappings, potions and the works, they use their affection as ball and chain to make sure leaving them is impossible. 

They’re taught to become friends first, and then start being more and more oppressively clingy. To slowly break down the darling’s defenses and walls, and leave them weak to their affection with the power of friendship, love and complete and utter manipulation. 

But it’s not manipulation, it’s being a loving partner.

Chenya’s a bit of unpredictable yandere. He’s a hard read but he’s clingy and a stalker. Chenya’s not overbearing at first. He’s friendly, cryptic but friendly, and then you’ll start to notice him around more and more. Which you might get worried about when he starts to pop up more and more in a school full of people who hate RSA. But he’ll just keep popping up and since your friends, why worry? 

Thanks to his magic, it is very easy for him to vanish and appear as quickly as the wind. So following you around is easy as pie, and with his aforementioned cryptic behavior, it will be quite difficult for you to understand his intentions. Kidnapping you would be a breeze for him, one moment you’re there and the next you're stuck with him forever and ever. 

But with Chenya, you probably won't see the threat of danger till you're too lost to figure your way out. On the brightside, you might like it. Maybe.

Neige LeBlanche ( I am a big BIG fan of the most innocent and gentle seeming people being the most manipulative motherfuckers. So…) is yandere that was actually misdiagnosed as a darling. Neige’s sweet, kind and gentle behavior in his youth lead to his misdiagnosis, and as a yandere he is a mix of delusional and manipulative. Delusional, he believes in true love and happy endings. Finding the perfect partner for his happy ending is a dream for him. (The man thinks of Vil as a friend, he’s deluded plain and simple) But while his delusions fuel his love for you, his manipulative ways can keep you there with no choice. Among the darling child stars of Twisted, Neige held quite the crown back when he was misdiagnosed, and no one can deny darlings anything (minus freedom). His demeanor is so well-meaning that any manipulative behavior is considered to be him just being a good friend or partner. He’s oppressively clingy too, and his manipulation makes sure that the people he cares about are always close. 

For this AU, Neige is a platonic yandere for Vil, and has purposely been sabotaging his casting so that Vil always and only performs with him. 

He’s the kind of yandere that wouldn’t risk killing someone to make you unhappy, but that’s not to say that his fans wouldn’t try to beat his rivals into the ground to protect dear sweet Neige. Neige is aware of how devoted his fans are to him, and he’ll use that to manipulate you, using the pressure to keep you with him, wouldn’t want them to be unhappy, would you?

Noble Bell College has a history with yanderes like many others, but its view on the yandere darling relationship is much different to the rest of the world, and many in Fleur City agree with it. Specifically, that yanderes are the ones in the wrong for their uncontrollable desires and the darlings are…. Well…. Darlings are the embodiment of purity. They haven’t done a single thing wrong to be thrown into this dirty world and yet here they walk amongst the selfish and licentious. But the darlings are not immune to the temptations of the dirty world, and can be lured into danger.

Most, if not all the yanderes at NBC believe that their desires are wrong yet impossible to beat without their darlings. And they all believe that darlings are pure, but in need of salvation from the dirty world. The Righteous Judge had a darling himself, a romani that had fallen for the dirty world’s enchanting song, who he saved and brought her to salvation. (Sure she wasn’t happy about it and the flaming pyre she’d nearly died on was purposely left out of the history books but hey, happy ending?)

Students in NBC are taught that sometimes force is needed to help darlings save themselves from the wretched world. And they won’t be happy about it, it’s for the best. For their salvation. 

Rollo Flamme is a worshiper yandere with a guilty conscience. A devout believer of the ‘darlings are the purest things to be born of this sinful earth’, Rollo has faithfully believed that, and even magical darlings cannot receive his ire because he believes that they had been tempted by its power, thanks to this world’s filth, and need to be saved. 

When it comes to you, a magicless darling not from this sinful, magical world, you rest highest on the podium of purity in his eyes. And because of that, you need to be saved from it, and those who intend to tempt and sully you. 

As for the guilty conscience part….To make adjustments for the AU, I’m making Rollo’s younger brother a darling. But because of how it happened being ambiguous at the time, Rollo was never punished, but this is why he is so protective over you specifically because magic could tear you away from him like his brother. 

In Rollo’s eyes, his darling is the purest thing in the world and if he needs to sully his own hands in every way to rid the world of the filth trying to tempt and defile you all so you can be lead to salvation and the safety of his arms, he’ll do it.

[starrynightarchive]

fic masterlist

you can find all my fics sorted according to fandom, ships and wordcount here! along with a silly paragraph on why you should read it in every post :p

bungou stray dogs:

achilles come down (soukokou || 6k words)

fleurs du mal (fem!skk || 2.6k words)

i won't let go of your hand (fukufuku || 1k words)

darling, don't you weep (soukokou || 3.8k words)

of heathens too far-gone to save (nikonathan || 10k words)

we are alone (and all we need) (fyolai || 4.5k words) (ft. @feralshadowdemon )

friend, please (don't take your life away from me) (fukuzawa & dazai dynamic study || 15.3k words)

where we're from, there's no sun (yosano & dazai dynamic study || 15.9k words)

he ain't heavy, he's my brother (ranpo & dazai dynamic study || 13.7k words)

navarasam (soukokou || ongoing)

haikyuu!! :

till forever falls apart (iwaoi || 82k words)

do you like or like like me? (sakuatsu || 5.2k words)

the love you gave me remains, that's why i'm still alive (sakuatsu || 13k words)

death note:

dollhouse (light & sayu dynamic study || 8.3k words)

cotton candy (lawlight || ongoing) (ft. @evilkaeya, @minusboy , @ryuvnosuke

[goldenkiwistyles]

Monaco CL16

Charles Leclerc x Hamilton!reader

Charles Leclerc x oc

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, swearing, Google translate

May 2024:

Liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton and others.

LolaHamilton: Monaco 2024 💗. Congratulations mon amour, seeing you win your home race will forever be one of the most special moments of my life. X

Comments:

charlesleclerc: je t'aime bébé. X (I love you baby)

↳ LolaHamilton: je t'aime plus 🥰 (I love you too)

User1: congratulations Charles.

carmenmmundt: Pretty 🤩

↳LolaHamilton: thx amiga (friend)

Liked by charles_leclerc, carmenmmundt and others.

LolaHamilton: Life Recently 💗

Comments:

charles_leclerc: ❤️❤️❤️❤️

carmenmmundt: Gorg 🤩

User1: couple goals!

francisca.cgomes: you to are so cute together it make me want to barf. 💗

↳LolaHamilton: Now you know how I feel about you and Pierre. 🤭

↳ pierregasly: HEY!

Liked by charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lewishamilton and others.

LolaHamilton: February 2025.

Comments have been limited:

charles_leclerc: Mon beau bébé. 💗 (My beautiful baby)

lewishamilton: I'M GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!!!

↳ arthur_leclerc: SO AM I!!!

↳ carmenmmunt: I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNT!!!

carmenmmunt: Congratulations! How far along are you?

↳ LolaHamilton: 4 weeks!

↳carmenmmunt: OMG!!

messages with carmen:

Liked by lewishamilton, charles_leclerc and others.

LolaHamilton: Congratulations big bro! seeing you win after such a long time at your home race is something I will never forget. 💗

Comments:

lewishamilton: Love you sis. x

LolaHamilton: Love you too. 🙄

charles_leclerc: où est mon je t'aime? 😡 (Where’s my I love you?)

↳ LolaHamilton: je t'aime bébé (I love you baby)

↳ charles_leclerc: je t'aime aussi chérie (i love you too darling)

User2: Congratulations Lewis!

mercedesamgf1: it was nice to see you in the garage this weekend Lola!

Liked by LolaHamilton, User1 and others.

charles_leclerc: summer break 🌴

Comments:

pierregasly; not you using your pregnant gf as a footrest. 😂

↳ charles_leclerc: she offered. 🤷‍♂️

User1: Charles and Lola are so sweet 😍😍

User2: 4th pic: 🧍‍♂️

User3: olymic gold medal worthy dive

liked by LolaHamilton, carmenmmunt, lewishamilton and others.

charles_ leclerc: mes amours 💗 (my loves)

comments:

lewishamilton: I cant believe my baby sister is pregnant!

carmenmmunt: pretty.x

user1: awwwww

Liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton, pierregasly and others.

LolaHamilton: Charles and I are ecstatic to announce a beautiful baby girl will be joining us in February!

comments:

charles_leclerc: je t'aime tellement chérie. Il n’y a personne d’autre avec qui je voudrais porter ma petite fille. (I love you so much, darling. There is no one else who I would like to carry my daughter.)

↳LolaHamilton: je t'aime tellement bébé. merci d'être toujours à mes côtés. (I love you so much baby. Thank you for always being by my side.)

arthur_leclerc: ma nièce. ❤️ (My niece)

pierregasly: bagsy being the favourite uncle.

↳ arthur_leclerc: no I'm the favourite uncle.

↳ carlossainz55: I am.

↳ lewishamilton: We all know I'll be the favourite.

Liked by LolaHamilton, carmenmmunt and others.

charles_leclerc: mes filles ❤️ (My girls)

comments:

LolaHamilton: I look fit.

↳ charles_leclerc: You are. x

carmenmmundt: gorg.x

Liked by carlossainz55, LolaHamilton and others.

charles_leclerc: And that is the end of the 2024 season. There has been some highs like winning Monaco and finding out I have a baby on the way, but also some lows. Its now time for a break so I can welcome my baby girl but first I have to say goodbye to someone.

Dear Chili🌶️, we have had so many special moments together as teammates and I will miss having you next door. Wishing you the best for your next adventure.

Comments:

carlossainz55: I will miss you too Lord Perceval. Good luck with the baby.

User1: Noooooo I'm crying.

User2: I'm not ready for this divorce.

Liked by charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lewishamilton, carmenmmundt, pierregasly, carlossainz55 and others.

LolaHamilton: Fleur Daphne Leclerc 14.02.25.

Comments have been limited:

charles_leclerc: ma princesse. ❤️ (my princess)

lewishamilton: Love you bear. Congratulations sis!

carmenmmundt: My niece is so cute! 🥰

arthur_leclerc: she's so small.🥹

pierregasly: Félicitations! (Congratulations)

carlossainz55: Felicidades! (Congratulations)

1 year later..

Liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton, arthur_leclerc and others.

LolaHamilton: Ma famille <3 (my family)

Comments:

User1: DAD CHARLES!!

charles_leclerc: Je vous aime.x (I love you)

↳ LolaHamilton: je t'aime aussi.x (I love you too)

lewishamilton: Bear is getting so big!

↳ LolaHamiltin: I know

↳ arthur_leclerc: 🥹

A/N: this is my first ever smau and first time righting in a while so be gentle with it please. <3

[daisyblog]

Our Heartbeat

Young Love Masterlist Summary: YN and Louis have their first ultrasound.

warning: pregnancy, ultrasound

The early spring sun woke YN from her short slumber. She tossed and turned in bed all night, unable to sleep. Louis’ loud snores kept her company but teased her, the reality of her being unable to sleep whilst he slept peacefully.

Deciding to begin the day, YN gently stretched as she sat on the side of the bed. She glanced at Louis who was still sleeping, his arms now stretched across both pillows.

Walking into the kitchen, YN was greeted with Jay and Lottie who were laughing about something she had missed moments before. “Morning!”.

“G’morning my darling…did you sleep alright?”. Jay asked, as reached across to the drainer to get an extra mug to prepare tea.

YN sat in the seat next to Lottie, the younger girl reaching across to give her a small cuddle. “Not really, I think it’s the nerves”.

“You’ll be fine my love…I’ll be right by your side”. Jay tried to reassure her, but it was easier said than done. She could see the worry written all over YN’s face. “Here…have a cuppa and toast”.

YN gave her a grateful smile, as she picked up the triangular piece. “Thanks Jay!”.

Being surrounded by Louis’ sisters definitely took YN’s mind off her appointment. The way Lottie and Felicite showed her different dance moves, made her smile with happiness at their innocence. The twins had asked her several times to draw them pictures, from flowers to princesses.

“G’morning to all my girls!”. Louis walked through the kitchen door, rubbing his sleepy eyes as entered.

The were a round of mornings around the room. Louis found his way to YN, leaning down and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. “Morning!”. He placed a gentle peck to her cheek, aware his sisters were in view.

YN’s hand found his. “G’morning!”. She turned her neck to face him. “You alright?”.

“Yeah…a bit nervous but we’ll be okay…yeah?”. Louis’ voice was gentle, as he gave a soft smile. His eyes distracted by YN’s.

YN nodded, trying to hide how nervous she was. They were walking into the unknown and that terrified her.

---

Waiting for her name to be called felt like a lifetime. YN was sure she had read every poster covering the while walls about hundred times. She was eager for the appointment to be over with.

“YN LN?”. A woman in blue called, a sweet smile welcoming them as the three of them walked towards her. “Hi…I’m Fleur and I’ll be your midwife today”.

“Me Mums a midwife”. Louis blurted out, pointing to his Mum who was next to them.

Fleur’s smile got larger as she looked at Jay. “Oh well you’re in good hands at home then”.

The midwife had taken them to the ultrasound room and explained that she would see them later to take YN’s details and perform some tests.

The sonographer instructed YN to lay down on the bed and expose her still tiny tummy. Louis and Jay sat on the seats next to the bed and waited for the moment they longed for.

At the feeling of the cold gel hitting her tummy, YN let out small hiss, causing Louis to chuckle. The little moment caused the couple to share a smile, one that made Jay look on in admiration.

The room fell into silence as the sonographer moved the probe around YN’s tummy, back and forth, side to side. “And…here’s your little baby!”.

There in black and white, was their baby. Two tiny arms, two kicking legs and a petite little head. YN felt a gush of love fill her heart. She had never felt a feeling like it. The reality of carrying a little baby inside her, had sunk in for the first time in weeks.

Louis couldn’t take his eyes away at the mini version of him and YN that covered the screen. A sense of purpose hit him and in that moment nothing else was in important except his little baby and YN. Their own little family.

Jay had five children and she loved them all deeply for their own personalities. They had brought her so much love, joy and laughter but seeing her first baby’s baby wriggling around the screen was a feeling she’d never forget.

YN turned to face Louis, and they realised they both had tears running down their cheeks. Louis reached over and wiped a stray tear from her cheek before placing his lips on hers in a sweet kiss. “I can’t believe we’re having a baby”.

“I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else”. YN spoke, as she reached to hold Louis’ hand, smiling as he brought it up to his lips.

The sonographer moved the probe a little, and pressed a few buttons on the machine. A loud sound filled the room, each of them feeling the relief of hearing it for the first.

“Thats my new favourite sound”. Louis spoke into the room, not at anyone in particular but himself.

“Our heartbeat!”. YN closed her eyes, basking in the precious moment of seeing their baby for the first time.

---

Later that evening, Louis and YN were enjoying some alone time as they laid in bed the scan photos in Louis’ hands as they started lovingly at them.

“I’ve never been so excited for anything!”. Louis explained as he studied the black and white photo.

“You’re going to be the best dad”. YN complimented as she laid her head on his shoulder.

Louis left a quick peck to her hairline. “You’re going to be the best mum!”.

“Do you wonder what they’ll look like and who they’ll be?”. YN thought out loud, her hand finding its way to her tummy.

“Yeah…but I want to give them the best life possible”. Louis maturely spoke, meaning he had really thought about this. “I’m going to do everything I can to give you both the life you deserve”.

“We’re so lucky to have you…you know that?”. YN cuddled further into his arm, craving that comfort after a long day and the first trimester tiredness hitting her.

“I’m the lucky one”. Louis’ hand found its way to YN’s tummy, his hand give it a gentle rub as he realised she was about to fall asleep at the feeling.

After a few minutes, YN breathing had changed and Louis smiled at the sight of his love’s eyes contently closed as she caught up on some sleep.

Louis lips placed small pecks to YN’s tummy, he was longed for the day he felt their little one move around and respond to their voices. “I love you baby tommo”.

Taglist:

@ell0ra-br3kk3r @slaymybreathaway @wh0s-nadii

[hypernova-writes]

So uh… may we please get some Spy??? Just spoiling his lady??? *Brings out hands like I’m begging on the streets.*

Yes you may! (Decided to make her plus sized because fuck yea!)

Spoiled. (Spy x Reader)

Spy sighed as he waited for 7pm to hit. He was being visited by his ange précieux today. Despite him not wanting her on this base he couldn't fight with her, she was a retired mercenary so she knew the dangers of his job.

After all that's how they met.

He can remember the day like it was yesterday, Spy was undercover for a mission. He was just here to get information for a client until his eyes landed on Her.

She was beautiful, a gem among pebbles in this large sea of people. She wore a red sparkly dress that hugged her curvy figure, her lips were covered in a pretty red lipstick that made her lips look so kissable. Her hair perfectly styled not a hair out of place.

Spy couldn't help himself. He had to know who this woman was.

He marched ahead, weaving through the sea of people until his eyes finally locked with hers, and for once the Frenchman was too stunned to speak. So she did first.

"Hello there, handsome..How can I help you?"

She had him at Hello. Those beautiful (e/c) orbs looked back at him with a playful tease. Her hand came up to grab his as she introduced herself.

"My name is Y/n..and yours?"

From that day forward she had him hooked he spent many nights with her, some under the stars, some at her home and when in a hurry in the back of the car.

He sighed as he snapped back to reality after hearing a knock on his lounge door. Her special little knock. He walked to the door, opening it with a smile.

"Ah..ma petite fleur...i hope the others didn't bother you much."

She smiles as she entered, leaning to kiss him as she entered his lounge. "Of course not, I think your teammates are used to me by now."

Spy places a hand on her lower back as he closes the door back behind them. He removed his mask, tossing it to the side before pulling her into a kiss, his hands landing on her plush waist.

She giggles as her hands snake wrapped around his neck. "Someone's needy today.."

Spy chuckles. "I can't love on my darling?..it is not every day I am blessed with your presence, non?" He kisses her once more, his kisses trailing down from her lips, going for his neck, gently suckling on it.

"..Oh Lawrence..~, mhm..you're teasing me.."

Oh how he loved how his name sounded coming from her lips, he backed up onto the couch, spreading his legs with a smirk. He pats his lap to which she plops down on his lap, where he places his hands on her ass.

"Teasing? Non, Mon amour..just slowly appreciating my darling." He reached behind him on a table, where he hands her a pretty necklace hidden in a box.

"I picked this up while out one day with the others..I thought it would look wonderful on you." Spy watched as she opens the box and gasps lifting the beautiful diamond necklace and holds it up to her chest.

"Oh Lawrence! It's beautiful~!" She exclaimed as she leans forward for him to place it on her. Spy smirks as he places it on, before capturing her chin forcing her to lock eyes on him.

She bites back a moan as he grinds up into her from below. "You know..I think it would look better..if it was the only thing on."

She blushed as she averted those cute (e/c) eyes that Spy loved sp much. She yelped as her lover picked her up, carrying her to his bedroom, attached to his lounge.

He loved Spoiling his little lover, lavishing her in gifts, spending quality time with her...

And making her beautiful body Sing.

"Go ahead and be loud, Mon Amour.. I want them to be jealous of the beautiful woman I get to call mine."

[realmrszurzolo]

ron invites you to the burrow 𝜗𝜚

a/n: this is my first time actually writing/posting one of these so pls bare with me 😭 i like to think i’m not a bad writer but pls lmk if there are any grammar or punctuation errors 🤗😚 also i’m not british so there might be some mistakes or hiccups in the way they talk! again, i apologize 😓

warnings (??) — bf!ron, hufflepuff!reader, fem!reader, pure fluff ♥︎

you and ron had been together for a few months now, and everything was as perfect as could be. you went to his quidditch games, you both bonded over your love for food, and he gave the best hugs imaginable.

he had been unsure if it was a good idea to take you to meet molly and the rest of his family, especially after the way she had reacted to fleur. but after much back and forth and asking fred, george, and ginny, he decided on it.

“just….beware. they can get crazy sometimes,” he cautioned, his chest rising in an oddly deep breath before raising his fist to knock.

the snow had really piled up, you thought, as your scarf barely helped your face warm. your mittens intertwined as best they could with ron’s, his hat matching the cloth on your hands.

“don’t worry, ron, im sure i’ll be alright,” you smiled, squeezing his hand as you stared at the closed door waiting to open.

the door quickly flung open, revealing a beaming molly behind it. she immediately rushed over to hug ron tightly, mumbling a bunch of greetings. ron glanced at you from his mom’s hug, eyes wide in a ‘help.’

you giggled, running your thumb up his hand reassuringly.

molly pulled away, fixing up his now messy orange locks before looking to his left. molly’s jaw dropped, mirroring the way she pounced on ron, but somehow more aggressive to you.

“oh, you must be y/n,” she cooed, rocking you left and right as she squeezed the living daylights out of you.

“well, come on in, then!” she motioned for you two to follow her inside, you and ron side eyeing each other.

“sorry,” he whispered, swallowing thickly before following his mum inside the warm home.

“are you kidding? i love her already.”

once molly had rushed you two inside, arthur greeted you with a firm handshake and a smile. “my darling,” molly began, pouring you each a warm cup of tea. “you are twice as beautiful as ron makes you out to be,”

you smiled, giggling as you glanced at your boyfriend. his face reddened immediately.

“does ron talk about me a lot?” you ask curiously, lifting the mug to your lips. the warm steam cooled your pink nose. the fire crackled, fred and george conversing as they heated their sock-enclothed feet.

“oh, you have no idea,” molly began, ron buried his face in his palms. arthur chuckled, taking a long sip of tea. “but enough about him. tell me about yourself, dear,” she invited, motioning for ron’s dad to get out the biscuits.

“well, i’m a hufflepuff, i’m a prefect, head girl, and i have outstandings in all of my classes,” you told her, feeling a bit tense at the mention of your house. you knew how much the weasleys valued being a gryffindor, and the last thing you wanted to do was disappoint them.

molly and arthur exchanged glances, and you swore you could’ve screamed and ran away right that moment. you tapped on your mug, looking at ron before down at your lap.

“ronald, you break this girl’s heart and you’re out of the house,” molly raised her pointer finger at him, causing a fit of comfortable laughter to fill the silence of the room.

“she really is an angel, mum. she tutors 1st years,”he added, making you smile shyly as you hid your face in the mug.

molly gasped, holding her hand over her heart. “well, my dear, i am beyond delighted that you are taking care of my ronald. just let me know if he becomes a handful. i’ll be more than happy to send a howler his way,” she warned, shooting ron a stern glance.

just as quickly as your worries came, they disappeared. molly loved you, arthur loved you, and you had not a doubt in your mind that ron did, too.

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a/n pt 2: this was so fun to make!! i’m on a 5 day break so i’ll be writing some stuff, pls pls pls pls PLEASEEE lmk if you want to see anything or have any questions at all!! 😚😚

[dramionestills]

Dramione month week one prompts (obliviate, expecto patronum, finite incantatem, sectumsempra, legilimens)

“Obliviated?”

“Yes”

“You? Obliviated your parents?”

Sigh “yes, i did”

“When?”

“Summer after 6th.”

“Huh.”

“Yeah.”

“And you did it? Or did someone from the Order help you?”

“Merlin, Malfoy. You are driving me nuts. Yes, I did it myself”

“And when did you say you brewed Polyjuice?”

“The first time? 2nd year. Why?”

“No, nothing, love. Just… percolating this information…”

“Ok…”

“And you said that you learned how to do a Corporeal Patronus at 15?”

“Well, 16, but in 5th year, yeah. And, honestly, I did have some trouble with that one, most of us did but by the end all of the DA could manage.”

“Right, right. Because you also orchestrated a secret society and trained them…”

“It was group effort, darling.”

“Of course. So modest of you to say so.”

“I honestly don’t understand why you are so perplexed.”

“I just want to make sure I am not misunderstanding, love. I don’t want to end up on your bad side and suffer another Sectumsempra or end up locked in a jar”

“Oh for Merlin’s sake! First of all, I’ve never used that horrendous spell and I doubt I ever will. Second, the jar situation was warranted and it was nothing a little Finite Incantatem couldn’t fix.”

“Not to mention the illegal undetectable extension charm on that beaded purse”

“Actually, I reversed that charm and threw away the bag”

“What? Why?”

“It is not practical to be wearing a beaded purse all the time. You realize I only used that one because it went with my dress for Bill and Fleur’s wedding, right? I originally intended on a backpack, and did in fact have one but that day I decided on a whim to do it on the purse in case anything happened at the reception. Quite a stroke of luck that I did, I reckon.”

“Yes, dear, you are quite lucky”

“And anyway, I redid the charm on my new leather crossbody. Much better suited for everyday wear, don’t you think?”

“Of course. Right, very fashionable of you”

“Pansy thought so, too!”

“Next you’ll tell me you’re an accomplished Legilimens as well…”

“Oh, no. Not quite yet. I’ve not been able to master that particular spell and it is not currently a priority project for me.”

“Of course it isn’t. You’re probably prioritizing more important matters, like saving the House Elves or something.”

“Very funny, Draco. There’s no need for sarcasm. Why do you have that odd look on your face? That grin is quite scary and I’d rather you didn’t do that. It’s creeping me out.”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I just realized that I am marrying not only the brightest witch of her age but also the most ruthless. I can’t wait until my father hears about this.”

[poeticallyspiteful]

Heyy! I’m absolutely obsessed with anything Charlie Weasley atm and when I saw that you were taking requests I knew had to ask for him! I’ll give you creative freedom but pls Charlie! Thank you so so so so much!❤️

reflecting light

charlie weasley x reader

angst / fluff?

cw: mentions of war and death, charlie threatens someone, minimally proof-read

summary: the war has destroyed everything—you could use some light.

notes: i love gilmore girls and wanted to write something more poetic sounding so here it is, thank you so much for the request and i hope you enjoy this piece <33

now that I've worn out

i’ve worn out the world

i’m on my knees in fascination

bill and fleurs wedding was beautiful. it was a bit solemn—melancholy, some might say— given the less than optimal circumstances surrounding it. but for one night, all those in attendance got to play pretend. act as though their lives were not in danger and like a war was not raging all around them.

but as much as you loved your friends, you were having a hard time pretending. the night itself was beautiful. the moon shown down, gorgeous and waning, and made the whole tent look as if it were glowing, but you couldn’t bring yourself to glow with it.

you sat at your table, sipping your champagne, looking around at the guests. having known the weasley’s since you were eleven years old, it was hardly the first time you’d met most of these people, but you couldn’t help but worry that this would be the last.

looking through the night

and the moon's never seen me before

but i’m reflecting light

“hey,” tonks said, snapping you out of that dark place with a gentle hand on your knee. you returned her warm smile as best as you could. “don’t get in your head now. everything’s alright.”

you took a shakey breath and nodded, and took a larger gulp of your champagne to wash those horrid thoughts down. “yeah, yeah of course.”

tonks smiled sadly, standing up and making her way back over to her parents. you looked down to your dress and swore it looked right back, dauntingly pretty. you wanted to tell it to stop, to be dull and sad just like everything else.

i rode the pain down

got off and looked up

looked into your eyes

you felt someone approaching you, and kept your head down, hoping the stranger would go away. however, the presence paused just behind you, looming over you like an umbrella from the rain.

“you haven’t danced.”

you turned around, chest suddenly feeling a tad bit lighter than it had before; charlie stood over you, clever smile on his lips. his already crooked tie had gone loosened but he still look as stunning as ever.

“everything seems far too pretty for the world right now,” you stated, tossing back the last of your champagne. “i just wanna sink into the ground and stay there forever.”

charlie’s jaw ticked and he stuck out his hand expectantly, eyes never leaving your face. “alright then, darling, but only if you dance with me first.”

the lost open windows

all around

my dark heart lit up the skies

suddenly the world around you felt gentle, like everything had melted away except for you and him. it felt as if the people around you had shifted into simple silhouettes and quiet murmurs when you took his hand.

he led you across the yard, and through your slippers, you felt bump and imperfection in the grass that you’d passed over every summer at the burrow. the very same spots you’d laid with him, staring at the stars.

the spot where you’d held him as he cried after his parents had reacted poorly to the job offer in romania— the spot where he asked you to go with him, and the spot where you’d agreed.

now that I've worn out

i've worn out the world

i'm on my knees in fascination

charlie brought you to a halt, carefully turning you to face him and once again, you only saw him. only smelled him, the strong scent of cedar and cinnamon on his skin. you only felt him as he pulled you closer by the waist.

slowly, you started swaying, soft and slow. awkwardly, at first, as you found your footing, but soon enough, it felt like you were floating. the sight, smell, and the feel of him consumed you— wrapped you up in massive, feathered wings and lifted you off the ground.

you rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, slow and steady. everything felt slow, like each step took a century, or more like you were not even stepping at all. thoughts of blood and bruises were washed away with a rushing wave of nothing and everything all at once.

looking through the night

and the moon's never seen me before

but i'm reflecting light

the dark, weightless fabric of your dress seemed to glow under the moon the way the sky does when illuminated by stars. you felt charlie rest his chin a top your head, softly humming to the tune of the music.

you remembered the day you first met him, during your first year at hogwarts. you’d stumbled onto the train late, and the first compartment you found held a small, red headed boy and his older brother.

give up the ground

under your feet

hold on to nothing for good

your shoe laces were untied, your jeans were too big in some places and too tight in others, and your suitcase was bursting at the seams; you were the image of an awkward eleven year old.

as you struggled onto the train, face hot with embarrassment from being undoubtedly the last one to climb on, your eyes searched for an empty seat. the first ten or so compartments were full, and you were starting to get nervous— what if you couldn’t find a seat? you could feel the eyes on you and swore you heard some snickers leaking through the sliding doors. oh god, everyone was judging you, weren’t they? what a great start to your year.

finally, about five more compartments down, two carrot top heads caught your eye. ‘thank the gods’, you thought, ‘my saviors’. before you knew it, you were yanking the door open and two sets of emerald green eyes were staring back at you.

“is this seat taken?”

the younger boy smiled back at you. “nope.”

turn and run at the mean dogs

chasing you

stand-alone and misunderstood

“hey!”

you kept your head down, holding your books close to your chest— you’d left the greenhouse a little later than intended, and were praying you wouldn’t run into anyone.

you weren’t that lucky though.

“hey!” the ravenclaw boy—peter, you thought his name was—shouted again.

against your better judgment, you turned around, coming eye to mouth with crooked yellow teeth and rancid breath. fuck, you really should not have helped charlie pull that prank on him last year.

“listen, mudblood,” peter seethed. “you better—”

you barely peeked the top of a red mess of hair before peter was yanked back by his collar and all but shoved to the ground.

“fuck off.”

peter scoffed. “you think you scare me?”

charlie’s jaw clenched. “did you not here me? leave her alone, or i swear, i will hang you by the ankles in the middle of the great hall as a charms exercise for the first years. got that?”

“alright, alright!” peter squeaked, stumbling to his feet and limping away and cursing under his breath.

as charlie turned back to you, you couldn’t help but laugh, smacking his chest. he smiled down at you, his cheeks rosy— from the cold or your proximity, neither of you were sure.

“great timing,” you giggled as he hooked his arm through yours, starting back to the castle. “how’d you know i was in trouble?”

charlie shrugged. “i always know when you need me.”

now that i’ve worn out

i’ve worn out the world

i’m on my knees in fascination

but you weren't kids anymore. dumbledore was dead, a war was raging, and as much as you wanted to deny it, nobody was safe.

"i'm scared," you whispered, head still resting on charlie's chest.

charlie kept his chin atop your head. "i know."

looking through the night

and the moon's never seen me before

but i’m reflecting light

[sailorwritesstuff]

Request (anon): Hi can you do a George one full of fluff where they have a talk before sleep and keep laughing

warning: none

"go to sleep!" The shrill voice of Molly Weasley echoed through the halls of a very full burrow. You'd been crammed in with Fred and George with the promise of no indecency. However, there was no such promise of the absence of chatter.

Another bout of giggles fell from your lips and you press your palm to you mouth to keep quiet.

"Shuddup, George that's so mean." You huff trying to be the more mature of the two of you.

"I'm not saying it to be mean, darling." He defends. "I'm just saying my mum will be furious when sees Fleur's dress. Absolutely red in the face."

"like a tomato?"

"like a tomato." He confirms

"or like your hair?" You ask with a smile just barely visible in the light coming in from the open window.

"oh you've got jokes darling?" He asks, wedging a finger into your side making you squirm and laugh louder than you intended. Shortly after there a sharp bang on the door.

"GEORGE. SLEEP." There's quiet as you listen to the receding of her footsteps before the two of you lock eyes and another giggle escapes you.

"goodnight Georgie."

"goodnight darling."

"...I love when you call me that."

[scarlet-fangs]

The Volturi guards gifting you jewelry

The Volturi guards gifting you Alchemy England jewelry based on the ones that I own.

Featuring : Demetri, Felix, platonic! canon Jane and Alec, Heidi, Santiago, a fem reader.

Demetri

Demetri gifts you the whole set of Bacchanal rose. Once at a party, he got particularly drunk, and as a joke you called him your Bacchus. The next week, he offered you the whole set, because he is always extra.

Felix

Felix, being the romantic he is, bought you two different pieces of jewelry, for what they represent. The first one is the Innamorato locket : he loved the name, and how gorgeous the piece was, with the Lord Byron quote engraved inside. He placed a picture of the two of you inside, and you love it. The second one is the betrothal ring, he loved the red color of it and the delicate spirals, he was really happy to place it upon your left ring finger, where it remained since.

Jane and Alec

After a good while, Jane and Alec ended up seeing you as an older sibling, always taking care of them and looking after them. As a thank you gift, they bought you the Mesukmus necklace : you always called them your angels, and well there is two cherub on the necklace...

Heidi

For Heidi, you are the most beautiful woman she's seen, her most beloved, and she loves to spoil you and treat you with the finest things. So it was no wonder she chose for you the queen of the night necklace, for you are the queen of her heart.

Santiago

You are the most precious little thing Santiago fell upon, a delicate and lovely creature, his darling love. He is quite fond of poetry, and likes to read it to you, so when he stumbled upon the Fleur de Baudelaire, inspired by Charles Baudelaire's Fleurs du mal, he immediately bought it for you, for you are as graceful as the fairies on the choker.

[beansprean]

Queening the Pawn Act 2 Part 10

No one expects the Nadja Inquisition. See you in Act 3! :D

Act 1

Act 2: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10

Act 3

(ID in alt and under cut)

1. The background of Nandor's crypt lurches back into detail as Nadja slams the door open behind them, catching Guillermo half in Nandor's lap, cupping his face with their mouths half an inch apart. Nandor is holding his elbows. They both freeze in place, eyes wide, as Nadja shouts "Guillermo, there you are!"

2a. Wide shot from Nadja's POV as Guillermo slips out of Nandor's lap, curling his hands up defensively against his chest. Nandor is molded to his chair, hands gripping the arms again. They both stare nervously at Nadja, wide eyed with shock and flushed and sweating as she rants from offscreen: "There are like 30 ravens in the backyard for you. I told them I am not a fucking messenger boy but they are being very insistent and Laszlo is getting tired of shooting them out of my vagina! Go out and talk to them before my darling stupid husband sets them all on fire!" 2b. Reverse shot of Nadja at the door, who steps to the side as Guillermo awkwardly tiptoes past her in an obvious bid to escape the situation, face turned from the viewer, saying "Right, yup! I'm going!" Nadja looks after him with a stern expression. 2c. Repeat, Guillermo now out of frame as Nadja turns back towards Nandor and the viewer, one hand on her hip. Speech bubble with ellipses. 2d. Repeat, Nadja's eyes flick downwards.

3a. Full body of Nandor sitting in the chair on a whimsical red and gold fleur de lis background. He quickly crosses his legs to cover himself, flushed purple and sweating, eyes wide and round with panic as he stares past the viewer at Nadja. His hair is tangled and sticking out on one side from Guillermo's halted fingering, and his ellipses speech bubble is shaky and dripping with anxiety. 3b. Reverse shot of Nadja at the door, gaze back up at Nandor's face. She points at him with her free hand and sneers, "Fix your hair, it's a disgrace." 3c. Close up of Nandor as both of his hands fly up to grip the lock of hair on the right side of his face. He sputters out angrily, "You fix your hair!" 3d. Repeat. The door closes offscreen and Nandor drops his chin to his chest in a relived sigh, twisting and smoothing his hair with both hands.

4. Split panel. On the left, extreme closeup of Nandor on a bubbly pink background, opening his eyes to stare at nothing, shining with panic and confusion. His face is flushed a deep purple and his hands are shaking as he squeezes the twisted lock of hair between them. He is surrounded by little question marks, like he's not really sure what just happened. On the right, extreme closeup of Guillermo on a mottled sickly green background, shoulders hunched around his ears as he walks off. His expression is frozen in a panicked smile, eyes wide and face flushed and sweaty. His thought bubble splits the panel between them as he screams in his head "What the hell did I just do?!" /end ID