#and lost her own way and couldnt find a way forward and

[stahl-konigin]

HE WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT SATSUKI ;A;]

[the-s1lly-corner]

Proxies with a fem reader going to a pumpkin patch so she can pick out her pumpkin? :>

Proxies and Fem!Reader going to a pumpkin patch!

obligatory toby is platonic but tbh i dont think romance ties too much into these specific hcs also i havent been to a pumpkin patch in years so im really scraping my brain trying to remeber what people do asides pick pumpkins...and google... a lot of google... i admit i had to fight myself not to make this a group thing where it's all together but im 80% sure you wanted these separate no unique gifs for each character, too eepy (its 6am rn and i couldnt sleep for the life of me SOBS)

Masky:

I feel like out of the three he's probably going to give the most resistance, he just doesn't like being around where loads of people may be; too much noise you know? But with enough coaxing and reassurance I do believe you can convince him to tag along

Most straight forward about it, wants it to be in and out, so he kinda beelines and tries to find a pair of pumpkins that'll do

"Babe... those ones are too small to carve..." "They're. Average."

Sorry I had to make that joke

Anyways

Out of all the activities there you might get him to sit down for a hayride if it's not too too packed!

Overall it's an okay experience, but really this guy would prefer the pumpkin carving at home after the fact; out on a porch sitting next to one another, alone in comfortable silence! He saves the seeds to make into snacks later

Hoodie:

A little more willing to go out! I feel like he's the easiest in terms of talking into stuff! As long as it's not anything dangerous he's more than willing to spend time with you.... all the better to keep his eye on you.. both in a cute aww he wants to protect you way and a creepy way but hey that's creepypasta for you

If they're offering shitty quickly constructed rides count him in, he's going to be the one dragging you!

While I'm not sure what rides would be there I'm sure there'd be but you're gonna be there for way longer than originally planned

Saving this for another day but Ferris Wheel trope where it gets stuck, one of y'all totally shouldn't send in a character for me to do that for wink wink nudge nudge

Probably the most emotive you see Hoodie, ever, it's actually a little jarring at first but it's cute in it's own way that he's getting all hyped up over some rides

overall? y'all forget to actually. pick pumpkins so you guys have to almost immediately return to go browse at the pumpkins that remain. Does the thing where you knock on produce to make sure it sounds right. Does he know what he's going or what he's looking for? No clue but hey there's that mental image, Hoodie kneeling down on the ground, head pressed against a pumpkin and tapping it

Ticci Toby:

Pretends to not wanna go but really he's totally fucking stoked that you wanna go somewhere with him, him? like him him? Toby? Well if you insist-

That bit sounded mean but I believe Toby feels.... I don't know how to put it but like I think it's because he used to be bullied and left out that he still gets a little surprised when you willingly invite him to hang out; not that he's complaining though

Haunted corn maze. This fucker beelines for the corn maze. You have lost your silly friend with an affinity for collecting empty snail shells (hc)

Good luck trying to find him, if it's one of those mazes with scare actors he's not going to flinch or scream so there goes your audio cue

Eventually you do find him though! So it's not totally disastrous! It just takes you upwards of fifteen minutes because you yourself got lost before looping back to the entrance, only to find this little shit sitting right by the entrance

Seriously how the fuck did he do that?

No clue

You know how sometimes pumpkins are bumpy or a lil... off looking? Leave it to this fucker to make several jokes about how they look, primarily ragging on the bumpier ones

"Hey look, it looks like you" "shut the fuck up"/j

Generally a very good time as long as you ignore the small heart attack you got when Toby disappeared! Good luck cleaning the mess after carving up your pumpkins

He probably tries to see what the guts taste like

idk what raw pumpkin guts taste like

not sure if its any good because ive only tried pre canned pumpkin puree and used it for baking so idk if it tastes good straight from the source

[sbk-zgvlt]

hey. hey. hey sebek zigvolt lover. pokes you. i have a scenario for you. (i want to cause you psychic damage)

for once, the neighborhood kids invite (INVITE!!!) little sebek out to play. he doesn't understand why they suddenly want to play with him, but his family can see how he's physically vibrating with the prospect and encourage him.

it's a trick.

they do play with him for a little while, all to convince him to 'play' a game that includes a large boulder that's split into a small crevice at the bottom. the littlest of the group squeezes through the rock and dares him to go next, what, isn’t he a fae? (if only he could realize the malice in her tone.) of course he can! sebek flattens himself down to his stomach and begins to pull himself through. he gets stuck. when he realizes he can't move forward or backward, the children laugh. he's not a fae. after all, his father is a human! to think he actually believed he was worth their time. their giggles fade as they run off, sebek still trapped under the rock.

nightime arrives. and it's so, so cold. he stopped wailing for anyone to come and help him hours ago, drowning in what the other kids told him. but he sees a light! bobbing! in the distance! he cries out again his desperation, voice hoarse. the voice that calls back makes his blood run cold.

..it's his father. clearly having simply thrown a jacket and armed himself with a lantern. he's the only one in the family who needs a piddly LANTERN, because he is human. he can't see in the dark like everyone else can. sebek does a total 180, shouting his heart out that he doesn't need to be saved by a HUMAN. especially not be the human who is the reason he's trapped right now. if only his father were any other man, if only he were a fae, he wouldn't even be in this situation in the first place. the comments roll off of his father, who's only priority is saving him, but he can't. he can't. he's too weak and too scared of possibly harming sebek in the process.

sebeks mother arrives soon after. she's the one to save him, even if his father was the one who located him initially. when he's freed, he clings to her, spilling his feelings about how scared he was, how cold, how mean the other children were so openly, so freely, something he would never do with his father. all his father can do is gently stroke his hair, because any further than that would close sebek off to him again.

.....after that incident, sebek rarely leaves the house again. the next time he walks out of the front door with so much excitement is with the company of his grandfather, boasting about someone special he has the privilege of meeting.

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU/pos

AUGHHH I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO ADD ONTO THIS THIS IS PERFECT

Sebek blaming his father for getting him into that situation because SURELY the others wouldve let him play with them, wouldve helped him out from under the rock if he didnt have his nasty human fathers blood inside of him. Surely.

And how he immediately opens up to his mother!!! Esme does her best to soothe Sebek, whose tears never seem to end, while she casts a concerned look from time to time towards Lidaeus, who looks lost even as he gently strokes Sebek's hair

Both of them mustve been worried to DEATH, and Lidaeus was horrified to find Sebek trapped under the rock, but he couldnt do anything. He was helpless. Just like right now, when he couldnt even comfort his very own son.

I wonder what its like for Lidaeus Zigvolt, to know that you've damned your child to a life where he would never be accepted to either side. Too different, too similar to the other, too much and too little.

I wonder what it's like for Lidaeus Zigvolt to know that he will never be enough for his son, the same way Sebek will never be enough to the people around him

[bridgyrose]

Weiss is upset her mom got turned into a werewolf

But not as upset as she is that Ruby dumped her for her mother

(For obvious reasons, I'm not going to be doing Ruby x Willow as a ship. Though, I still think I stayed true to the prompt for the most part)

“Ruby, this is ridiculous,” Weiss said as she pinched the bridge of her nose. It was bad enough that she was talked into coming back to Atlas to visit family, but even this was a bit much. “I know things arent exactly going as we had planned, but please think this over.” 

“And I have thought it over,” Ruby answered. “I’ve thought about this over the week we’ve been here. I dont have those feelings for you like I used to.” 

“We can work all of this out.” 

Ruby closed her suitcase and sighed. “And we tried. We’ve tried for years to make this work and we’ve grown apart. I need someone who can be there by my side on missions. And your mom… she… she understands what I want.” 

Weiss took a deep breath and wiped away a couple stray tears from eyes. “Fine, if you want to go after her, then by all means do so. But she’s just going to use you. Just like she does everyone else.” 

“I’m sorry Weiss.” 

Weiss waved her off and flinched when she heard the door close. Ever since Jacques died and her mother started to come into her own, life had become… complicated. Sure, Willow wasnt as bad as bad as Jacques, but she still used others in her own way. Sleeping around for money and power, taking risks she normally wouldnt… she could understand finding freedom but this was a bit much. 

All because she was turned into a werewolf. 

Weiss gripped the sheets on her bed, fingers shaking. Her family legacy as hunters keeping humanity safe from monsters worse than grimm, thrown away without a second thought. It almost seemed like it was just a game to Willow. To see how far she could drag the Schnee name until they lost everything. 

She finally picked herself up and off her bed, stormed out of her bedroom and made her way down the manor halls to find her mother. Her hand went to the hilt of the rapier that sat on her hip as she power walked through the halls, focused on her task. She would do whatever it took to win Ruby back, even if she had to kill her own mother to do it. 

Once Weiss made it to the master bedroom, she threw open the door and pulled her rapier off her hip. “Mother, we need to talk.” 

Willow smiled with a toothy grin, sharpened canines on display as she stood up. White-silver fur lined the wolf ears on top of her head and the tail she sported. “Of course, dear, anything you want.” 

“We… we need to fix our family reputation,” Weiss struggled to say as she watched her mother. It was easy to say that Willow was more monster than person anymore, whoever, there was a part of her that couldnt seem to move forward with her plan. “We need to start defending those who cant defend themselves from monsters-” 

“And which… monsters… do you refer to, Weiss?” Willow cut Weiss off with a growl. Her smile faded as she made her way behind her daughter, running claw-like nails down her arms. “Grimm? Atlas hasnt had to worry about them in years and there’s enough huntresses around to keep people safe.” She paused and lowered her voice to a harsh whisper. “Or are you talking about people like me?” 

Weiss took a deep breath to calm herself and turned around to face her mother, hands shaking as she held her rapier to her mother’s chest. “You know exactly what I mean.” 

“But tell me, my dear daughter, do you really believe in that reputation? In the name that Jacques created? Dont you want to live your own legacy? To be free?” 

Weiss froze and dropped her rapier as she watched her mother shift into a wolf right before her eyes. Of course she had forgotten the full moon was tonight. And yet, no matter how many times she’d faced werewolves and vampires, she couldnt find it in herself to kill her mother. Instead, all she could do was stare at the beast in front of her until she felt her mother’s teeth sink down into her arm. 

The next thing Weiss remembered was waking up in the streets of Mantle, clothes torn as she shakily picked herself up. Her legs felt like jello as she took each wobbling step, leaning against the buildings to keep her balance. Her stomach growled and her mouth started to water as she smelled meat cooking from a nearby diner. 

She froze as she stopped by a mirror and finally caught her reflection. A fresh, scarred bite mark from a wolf stood against her skin, the telltale sign that she had become one of the monsters that she had hunted. She traced the scar with her fingers, wincing with how tender it still felt. A solemn sigh left her lips as she continued onward for breakfast… and to make a new plan to get Ruby back. 

[pastanest]

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Draco x non-house-specific she/her!reader

Buckbeak

The expressions on the faces of your classmates were all ones of confusion and curiosity as you all made your way to Hagrid's hut, meanwhile you couldnt hide your glee.

"What's got you so cheerful this morning?" Your best friend, Susan Bones, nudges you playfully "Did Draco smile in your general direction again?"

Immediately, your cheeks flush pink, and you jab her in the side with your elbow. “No! Merlin's sake Susan, not so loud!"

Susan couldnt stop herself from laughing as she rubbed her side. "Alright, alright, Im sorry, but your crush on him is absolutely adorable."

You roll your eyes and look down at the grass to hide your face. "Whatever."

Susan sighs. "Go on then, what's got you smiling today?"

Your smile returns to your face as you reply to her. “You'll see."

The second Hagrid begins leading your class towards the forrest, you feel yourself almost visibly shaking with excitement. When the class stills, everyone begins to talk amongst themselves, and, as per usual, Harry and Draco have an intense, but mildly humorous, interaction. For the first time, though, you find yourself entirely undistracted by Draco, because your eyes are fixed on Hagrid, and when he turns to face the rest of the class again, you find yourself unsurprisingly grinning.

"Duh, duhduhDUH!" Hagrid cheers to gain everyone's attention, and the class falls into silence. "Isnt he beautiful? Say hello to Buckbeak! A family who raises these wonderful creatures has kindly let us borrow Buckbeak for a while, so that I can teach ya about ‘im. Since she's far more familiar with these creatures, (Y/N), why dont you tell us about 'em?"

And, in an instant, every pair of eyes belonging to the classmates who usually ignored your existence, are fixed on you. Susan's jaw is hanging open as she realises why you havent stopped smiling. Despite your usual shyness and lack of confidence when speaking in front of others, you casually step forward, beaming as Buckbeak faces you and tilts his head to the side in recognition. You turn to the rest of your classmates.

"Buckbeak is a Hippogriff, and, as Hagrid said, my family raise these creatures. We run a sanctuary, in which we locate lost or abandoned baby Hippogriffs, raise them around their own kind, and then release them back into the wild when they're ready. Buckbeak, however, is the only Hippogriff we've ever had who has chosen to stay with us rather than fly out into the wild. Hippogriffs are very proud creatures, incredibly easy to offend, and for that reason, many deem them to be unapproachable. But, with the right amount of respect, it's relatively easy to gain a Hippogriffs trust, and they're very affectionate creatures." Still smiling, you spin on your heel and calmly stroll over to Buckbeak, who greets you by nuzzling into your hair, causing you to laugh, before continuing to talk. "Now, because Buckbeak is familiar with me, I no longer need to take the steps in order to gain his trust. Today, though, some of you will be trying to do just that."

Your classmates stare back at you in horror, but Hagrid is smiling at you proudly. When you initially approached him to discuss your family, Hagrid was overjoyed, and almost begged you to find a way of him meeting a Hippogriff. Together, the two of you persuaded Dumbledore to bring Buckbeak onto the grounds.

"Who'd like to come say hello?" Hagrid asks, causing everyone except Harry to take a step back, making it appear that Harry had in fact volunteered himself, causing you to chuckle.

"Harry! Well done!" Hagrid beams, then turns to you.

"As I said before, Hippogriffs are very proud creatures, and trust me when I say you do not want to insult one. The first thing to do, Harry, is to bow in front of him, and if he bows back, you can approach him." You instruct, gently stroking some of the feather's on Buckbeak's shoulder.

Nodding at Hagrid, you let him carry on with the lesson, feeling a little guilty at how much you have said. Then again, you've been surrounded by these creatures your entire life, so you've grown up to be an expert on their characters. You watch on as Harry successfully approaches Buckbeak, and laugh to yourself when Hagrid lifts Harry onto Buckbeak's back. With a tap on his rear, Buckbeak is sent sprinting off, before pushing upwards and gliding through the air effortlessly, with Harry clinging to him for dear life. A warm feeling spreads through you as you remember the first time you flew with Buckbeak.

Just a few minutes later, Harry and Buckbeak return to the forrest, and Hagrid is quick to lift him off of the Hippogriff's back.

"How am I doin' on my first day?" Hagrid quietly asks the two of you, his back facing the rest of the class.

"Brilliant!" You and Harry reply in unison, causing you to laugh at each other.

"Oh, please." You hear Draco muttering as he gets to his feet, and you look around Hagrid to see what trouble he's getting himself into.

To your horror, you see Draco sauntering towards Buckbeak, without making any effort to show him respect.

"Yes, you're not dangerous at all are you? You great ugly brute." Draco declares, and you gasp.

"Malfoy, no! NO!" Hagrid tries to stop him, but it's too late.

Buckbeak stands on his hind legs, flapping his wings viciously as he kicks Draco's elbow with one of his front hooves, sending Draco to the floor, crying out dramatically and gripping his arm. You jump in between them, holding your arms up and locking eyes with Buckbeak, and shushing him until he calms down again.

"It's killed me, it's killed me!" Draco whimpers.

Hagrid begins to panic. "C-Calm down, it's just a scratch!"

Hermione speaks up. “Hagrid! He has to be taken to the hospital!"

Hagrid nods to himself and bends down to pick up Draco, though you're sure he can stand on his own. "Im the teacher, I'll do it."

"You're gonna regret this-" Draco begins, and Hagrid looks over his shoulder to dismiss the class. "-You and your bloody chicken!"

Sighing to yourself, you bite the inside of your cheek anxiously. Buckbeak nuzzles into your hair again, sensing your discomfort, and you reach up to stroke the feathers on the side of his face, but this time it does little to reassure you.

The sound of your shoes hitting the floor is the only thing you can focus on as you pace the corridor outside the hospital, battling with yourself internally. If Draco's father finds out about this incident, it could not only ruin your family's business, but it could...you shake your head, dismissing the mere thought of what could happen to Buckbeak. You've had a crush on Draco since your first year at Hogwarts, and you've managed to avoid talking to him at almost every opportunity, out of fear of literally dying of embarrassment. However, in this situation, you have no choice but to confront him. Wringing your hands nervously, you continue to pace the hallway. Pansy and Blaise leave the hospital, finally ending their visit to Draco, and you take a deep breath before walking in. Your eyes dart around your surroundings, glancing at every bed until you find Draco, staring up at the ceiling with his eyes closed. Oh Merlin, he's gone to sleep! Gasping, you turn to walk away, keeping your head down as embarrassment swallows you.

"What are you doing here?" Draco questions suddenly, causing your entire body to jolt in surprise as you stop walking.

Turning to face him, you keep your head down, your cheeks now an even darker shade of red, just because he's talking to you.

"I-I, uh, I wanted to make sure you're alright. Buckbeak being here, it's because of me, which means that this...what happened to you, i-it's my fault. I truly am sorry about your arm, Draco." You trip over your words, your hands clasping the sleeves of your robes.

Draco sighs. “Dont apologise, it isnt your fault, (Y/N)."

You frown, lifting your head slightly. "Y-You know my name? And what do you mean, Buckbeak is my responsibility!"

He shakes his head. "Of course I know your name, and no, you cant be responsible for a wild creature, it's in its nature to attack."

Suddenly, your head snaps up, your cheeks returning to their normal colour. "No! It isnt in Buckbeak's nature, or any Hippogriff’s for that matter! Draco, please, you have to believe me, I've lived with them since I was born, Buckbeak only attacked you because you offended him! Had you even approached him in a relatively calm manner, without bowing, he would only have backed away from you, Buckbeak is the friendliest Hippogriff my family has ever encountered! And if you hadnt been so caught up in your own ego, or your testosterone fuelled battle with Harry Potter, none of this would have happened!"

Draco smirks. "Wow."

Your anger evaporates. "What?"

He laughs casually. "That's the first time you've ever said more than a few words to me, and it's because I've been attacked by your demon chicken."

Your blood begins to boil again. “It wasnt an atta-"

Draco waves you off, interrupting you. "I know, I know, but you're still only talking to me because you're worried that my father is going to hear about this."

You stare at him. “Well, that is your answer to most obstacles you encounter."

Draco bursts out laughing. "You are far more fiery than I thought you were! Your words hurt more than my arm!"

You laugh with him and look down at the floor, tucking your hair behind your ear. "Sorry about that, I dont mean to be rude, it's just...Buckbeak."

Draco sighs in defeat. "Look, if that bloody bird means so much to you, I'll tell my father that my injury was caused by Potter or something, I'd rather blame him anyway, gives me more of a chance of winning our...what did you call it? Testosterone fuelled war!"

You beam at him. "Really!?! You wont get Buckbeak in trouble!?!"

Draco smiles back at you. "I was never planning to, considering how much you care for him, but had it been anyone else, particularly Potter, I wouldnt have hesitated."

You frown. "The fact you wouldnt have hesitated to put Buckbeak in danger if he was someone else's responsibility isnt very nice. Buckbeak is a creature of his own, he isnt a pawn for you to use for your personal gain. Why did my care for him change your mind?"

Surprisingly, your arguments against Draco's points dont seem to aggravate him at all. “I've always had somewhat of a soft spot for you, I see the way you blush when I smile at you, it's very cute."

Your eyes widen, and your whole face flushes stoplight red in embarrassment. "Oh."

Draco laughs again, and you find yourself thoroughly confused at this easily amused, laid back side of him. "Dont look so mortified, you must have noticed the way I look at you! Whatever feelings you have for me, I can assure you, they are well reciprocated." He smiles. "Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me?"

With this newfound information, an unexpected and previously unexperienced confidence swells within you, and you smirk mischievously at Draco.

"I think I have a better idea for our first date, but we're going to have to wait until your arm is healed."

From that moment on, you and Draco are almost constantly exchanging flirtatious glances, and regularly sending each other owl-delivered letters, in which you get to know each other better without actually speaking very much face to face - an ideal scenario for two people who are awaiting their first date. Draco frequently questions you about it in his letters, and you refuse to give anything away, until the day arrives when his arm is fully healed.

Draco grips your hand as tightly as he can without hurting you, as you lead him further into the forest, a blindfold shielding his eyes from the scene around him.

"Where in Merlin's beard are you taking me?" Draco asks, amusement and nervousness mixed into his voice.

"You'll see!" You giggle excitedly, bringing a smile to Draco's face, despite his nerves.

When you reach your destination, you let go of Draco's hand, and take a few steps away from him.

"Okay, you can take the blindfold off now." You tell him softly, watching him with a grin plastered on your face as he reaches up behind his head and unties his blindfold.

Draco takes the thin piece of fabric away from his face, and blinks rapidly as his eyes adjust to the light. The moment he sees what you have in store for him, though, you can tell that he wishes he still had the blindfold on. Because you're standing just a few feet away from him, casually leaning against the Hippogriff that injured Draco, with your arms crossed and a sly smirk decorating your features. And when Draco sees the saddle that you've placed on Buckbeak's back, all colour visibly drains from his face.

"If you think Im getting on the back of that bloody chicken, you have never been more wrong about anything in your life."

But, as his soft spot for you later proves, you were very right in thinking that Draco would be getting on the back of your giant horse bird.

[bridgyrose]

Okay, I really liked this art and it gave me some thoughts for some writing.

Whitley wiped the sweat from his brow as the heat beat down on his skin. It had felt like months since Atlas had fallen, though as he looked at his scroll, it had only been a few weeks. His skin had started to tan after weeks in the sun thanks to the tips that Oscar had given him to keep from burning, and the bruising he had received from a few of the Mantle citizens had finally started to fade. 

And yet, nothing had really seemed to change. 

The citizens of Mantle were still angry at those who lived in Atlas for the years of abuse they had suffered, even those from Vacuo did not take kindly to the orphaned citizens of Atlas and Mantle. Grimm attacks were becoming more frequent, and while there were still plenty of huntsmen from Atlas that could help defend Mantle, it still felt like hope was a rare commodity. 

“You should go take a break and spend time with Winter,” Willow said quietly. “I can handle the rest of this on my own.” 

“Are you sure?” Whitley asked. “I’m not tired yet-” 

“There’s not a lot left to do and you deserve to spend time with your sister. You never know how much longer you’ll have to do that.” 

Whitley let out a soft sigh, the subtle reminder that Weiss had been lost all too soon. So many angry words, so many times he’d tried to get a rise out of her… and then once he finally decided to try to reach back out to her, to try to tell her how much he really did care about her, the chance was taken away. “Maybe you can join us after?” 

Willow nodded with a smile. “We can have dinner together. As a family.” 

Whitley gave a small nod and started to make his way through Vacuo to find Winter. Not that it was particularly hard to find her, only to keep up. No matter how many times she had been told to rest, she always found an excuse to defend Vacuo from the grimm, to help others no matter how small the task as if she was trying to punish herself… or trying to earn repentance. 

He smiled a bit as he came across Winter near the edge of the city watching for grimm. “Winter!” he called out. 

Winter looked over and gave him a small, tired smile. “I thought you were with Mother.” 

“I was, but she told me I could take a break until tomorrow.” Whitley stopped in front of Winter and looked away for a moment, still not sure how to show her how much he cared that she was still her and trying to reconnect. “I-I thought that maybe… we could try a couple pastries from one of the stalls. I finally found someone selling some blueberry tarts and… and you work so hard…” 

“I… I can take a break,” Winter reassured him. “Where is this stall?” 

“Its near the otherside of the city. But I’ve heard its worth the visit.” 

“Lead the way.” 

Whitley looked up at Winter and gave her a small smile as he started to walk through the city. He did his best to avoid some of the more crowded streets, though he couldnt help but smile as he watched the kids play. It almost reminded him of how close he and Weiss had been. 

Weiss…

He wiped away a few tears as he continued to walk forward, only turning back briefly when he started to hear a commotion behind him. Then, he paused once he saw what was going on. “Sister?” he said quietly. 

“Hmm?” Winter asked as she looked at him. “What’s wrong-” 

Whitley took a step forward when he saw Weiss, pausing for a brief moment when he was certain what he saw was just an illusion. He swore the heat was getting to him, but as he glanced at Winter, the way her eyes widened at seeing a sister they thought was dead standing in front of them… it had to be real. It had to be her. 

It wasnt until he saw Winter run ahead of him, watching as Weiss started to make her way over to meet up with them, that he started to follow after. 

“Weiss!” Winter called out. 

Whitley ran until he nearly ran into Weiss, embracing her along with Winter. He held Weiss tightly as he felt a few tears run down his cheek, fingers trembling. 

“I’m back,” Weiss said through a smile and a couple tears. “I’m finally back.”

Kinda late, but yesterday (Aug. 12) was Middle Child Day!

[felidthing]

i think it might be kind of fun for applestrike to have a massive fuck up right at the triumphant end of her rebellion arc, ive been trying to figure out what to do with redstar and meadowmist. from day 1 of this plot they were meant to die in classic bad guy fashion and im still generally leaning that way. sometimes im like but what about the ethics and morals of killing oh nooo and then i remember im not required to teach anyone anything in my warriors oc story. this story is built for my own political venting and i can kill the tyrants if i want. but regardless redstar is still a leader with multiple lives. close to 9 if not the full 9. so killing him once in your epic final battle isnt enough and i dont feel like pulling a scourge. right now i like the idea of applestrike forcing him to rescind his position and him giving in to that magically makes his lives go away and then she kills him

but i think it would be cool. if making him give up his leadership was supposed to be the only thing they did. like thunderclan came to the decision that thats how he should be dealt with. and maybe they were still deciding if he should be exiled or not. thunderclan is dealing with a change of power and their new leader and deputy are trying to pick up the pieces and find the best way to move forward, how can we avoid becoming redstar's thunderclan again? how do we usher in peace without letting the other clans walk all over us in revenge? etcetera. but during that period of redstar being redfoot again and on camp arrest or something applestrike just fucking murders him. shes lost hope for thunderclan after they offered her the deputy position and she doesnt think theyll ever truly be incapable of becoming Redstar's ThunderClan again. thunderclan doesnt know what theyre doing. none of the clans know what theyre doing. applestrike has to do this herself again. shes also incredibly fueled by grief for her father and brothers, grief for the childhood she lost as redstars apprentice, grief for the pain lightningheart endured because he couldnt bear to be without her. so she murders him. either it happens pretty straightforward and the clan is horrified, or she's pretty easily able to claim he tried to finish her off and she only defended herself. either way shes done something terrible- the clan sees her dishonorably kill, or she knowingly lies to cover up her dishonorable kill

this veers back to moral-of-the-story and a "killing is bad" statement but idk. its cool. its not applestrike being the good moral protagonist putting an end to the war. its applestrike doing something horrible.

[dear-self-this-is-you]

January 19, 2023 - 3:11 AM

Hello. After not posting for the longest time, I am back again. Not to rant, but to pray and talk to God. I am no saint & it's been really really bad. my relationship with the Lord right now is on the rocks and I've continued to badmouth him which im not proud of. by the start of the new year, i tried to be a good child - told myself i should be more optimistic and my greatest resolution for this year? to be a kind person coz i feel like thats the hardest thing to do as life tries to shoot me in the head with all these lifewrecking asshole shenanigans that i face on the daily. I was doing better. For a long time, I was trying not to curse - which I think has lessened but still at times I still cant help but find comfort at screaming bitching words in my head. For a while, thought I was doing good & progressing to becoming a better person with clean thoughts, full of hope, & faith. but then you know, life doesn't really go your way for the most part and unexpected things almost always happen - the good and the bad stuff. I don't vividly recall anymore how I got here but it got bad, like really bad. I was having episodes of mental break down every night and there's not a day that I don't cry. whats even worse is that i just spend every day on my phone trying to distract myself drom the merciless and negative thoughts lurking in my mind. I am still here with my family but it doesnt feel like it. Ive been gone long before. I dont even go out of my room and eat with them or watch tv. i dont. i just go out if i want to kidnap my niece who doesnt really want my kisses and cuddles. i dont even take care of myself as much as normal people do. and as much as i should. i dont take a bath and brush my teeth let alone look myself in the mirror in a day just because it feels exhausting for me. the normal routine a normal person does feels too heavy for me. thats how bad it has gotten. but yeah going back to trying to speak to the Lord - I just wanna say that i just hope my one and only dream that i sincerely desire and is deeply planted in my heart is still in line with what's meant for me. they say that it's meant for you if it gives you peace but thats not whats been going on. going back last year, the best thing happened to me - i got a job offer abroad which ive been dreaming for years!!! and whats even greater is that its an opp in London, of all the cities in the world, a door has opened for me in one of the brightest and richest places in the world. what a dream right? I was so grateful I couldnt ask for more and I was so happy to share the good news with my mom which made her also vv happy for sure. I prepared for the interview and had a whole long month of interviews. fast forward to processing the documents, i noticed my old phone was not in my possession anymore. as a memory hoarder myself, i found out that my mom gave my niece's nanny the permission to own that phone thats why she brought it back to her hometown. now all my pics & vids are lost which totally wrecked me. Thats how i got back to square one. became distant & angry with my mom & that nanny living in our house. up until now, havent gotten back the strong relationship with the Lord that I had built when he fulfilled my bigtime dream. But i was able to fully recover & heal from letting go of the memories I made with that phone - the nanny was gone but I wish her nothing but well although I mistreated her because of what happened. fast forward to today, i really dont know why things are happening the way they are now because i thought by now that fulfilled dream must have already come to fruition. i thought by now i was already living the london dream and going places. but still here i am waiting for what feels like so close yet so far. Lord, i really hope this is still meant for me. please let this be meant for me. ive shed billions of tears, got empty after being so empty, lost all my faith in every little thing & was so so so fed up. ive survived & still surviving the growing pains of this waiting game so please let there be light at the end of the tunnel.

[mifhortunach]

[sullyglcw]

hi could you do a rhaenyra x reader angst where reader is considering breaking up with rhaenyra since she’s about to be queen but rhaenyra finds out? thank you!!

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨��'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 - Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

pairings - rhaenyra targaryen x Fem!Reader

non/request - requested

warnings - mentions of homphobia , mentions of aegon , implied smut , arranged marriages , incest , mentions of death , possibly real shitty high valaryian

summary - after hearing about the death of the king you decide it is best to leave the red keep, scared of rumours spreading about you and rhaenyra and jeprodising her place as queen .

i do not give anyone to copy or translate my work , if insparation is taken from my post @ me and give credits, thank you for reading .

King Viseryes was dead, the news was spread in the early morn. You knew what this meant, Rhaenyra was to be crowned queen. that was unless the greens got their way, some part of you hoped that they did.

It was certainly a selfish thought but with good reasoning. If the greens were to get their way you and rhaenyra would get your peace, she would be yours and you would be hers but even without her being queen, that was an almost impossible wish.

Your hand glided across the spired scales of syrax, Rhaenyra's mount and a being you considered yourself to be close with. Your thoughts drifted back to the dragon rides you shared with your beloved Nyra, as you nicknamed her, the first time scared the living daylights out of you but towards the end, you felt free. The tiny world beneath at your fingertips. That was how Rhaenyra made you feel, Free.

"emā kȳvana naejot henujagon?" (you have plans to leave?) The voice that usually left you with comfort now made you feel nothing but sorrow and mourning.

She stood behind you, tall and regal, but you sensed she was feeling anything but. Her voice was raspy as if she had been crying and when you turned her fingers were intertwined, rubbing her own palm as if to give herself comfort.

"i gaomagon, iksan daor longer jorrāelatan kesīr. " (i do, i am no longer needed here.) You replied, daring to turn your head to glance on her. She looked as beautiful as the first time you saw her, if not more so.

"I need you here." vulnerable, a quality of Rhaenyra's that was hardly shown to anyone but you

Rhaenyra stepped forward to take your hands in her shaky ones, they were cold, contrasting to your warm ones. A quality she loved about you.

But you couldnt stay, you couldnt bare to watch as she took thr throne with Daemon at her side, her uncle who had an admiration and love for Rhaenyra throughout the years had managed to steal her from you, you were left with nothing.

Her eyes bored into yours as you spoke again "You are to be queen Rhaenyra, I cannot sit by and watch as he reigns beside you."

The queen to be looked down at the stone strewn ground. For once she was lost for words, when she finally looked up again her forehead connected with yours.

So many words were spoken and feelings were shared in this moment without any speach.

A hand cupped your face and soft lips met yours, moving at a soft slow pace. Both savouring what would be their last moment together. It felt like a breath of fresh air.

You pulled away slowly, as if when your lips left hers you would die, like she was poison, an addiction you would die without her.

"i jaelagon ao sȳrī, ñuha mērī jorrāelagon." ("i wish you well, my only love.") That was the last word she spoke to you before you watched as her figure turned and retreated, you swear you saw a tear in her eye.

Your heart broke and as a tear slipped out of your own eye, you whispered ,

"i jorrāelagon ao. " (I love you.)

[lockleysfav]

Wasn’t Fair

Jake x Marc x Steven x reader

summary: you and Marc got into a bad argument since he found you trying to attack a certain club owner. You had your life at risk, he lost it at a comment you make and strikes you. (jake has his own body in this)

warnings: Angst, Marc being a dick, Mentions of abuse

You gritted your teeth as the man in front of you continued to scream at you about how stupid and dumb you were for going out there, it had been going on for a few minutes and you were frankly getting sick of it.

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“Marc i was trying to help” you repeated for the 3rd time but again it only flew right past his head as he strode forward grabbing you by your shoulders “How fucking stupid are you y/n? do you think i’m going to give you a medal? you think im happy for you? none of us are” your face was burning with rage at his words “Yes actually, yes i’d like a medal for actually getting off my ass and risking my life for you. Now im starting to regret even putting in the effort for someone like you” Your eyes darted down to see his fist balled up, for a moment you knew he wouldnt lay a hand on you because both steven and marc know if they did, Jake would find a way to murder them both. Except you were wrong. You didn’t even feel it because of the shock you were in, you only realised how hard he hit you when you felt blood seeping from your nose. “Y/n…Y/n shit i didnt mean to im so sorry” he panicked and moved towards you but you shoved him away from you, tears were streaming down your face. What the fuck? you risked your life for him just over some information and he hits you?

Marc disappeared the moment you grabbed a duffel bag and it was Steven who fronted. He scrambled towards you holding onto your shaky hands begging you, pleading you not to leave “Please baby, Please i can’t lose you” your bottom lip quivered, you absolutely hated it when steven would do this because he knew you’d give into him everytime. “Steven..” you started “I’m sorry okay? but i’m not staying. I tolerated Marcs behaviour for too fucking long i cant..handle it” Your hand was quick to wipe away another tear, when you shoved your last bit of clothing into the bag you felt his soft fingers brush against yours “Stay, keep the flat i’ll leave. i cant have you out on the streets alone love” his eyes were watery and you could tell he had a pit of guilt settling in him. As much as you wanted to comfort Steven, tell him you’ll stay you just couldn’t.

Steven stood alone in the middle of the room as he watched you leave, his heart shattered into tiny pieces knowing he couldnt be the one to stop you this time. He turnt to the mirror near his bed and clenched his jaw staring at a curled up Marc “i hate you” he gritted out “I HATE YOU” Marc nodded, knowing Jake probably hated him too. They had every right to but right now he could throw up all he wanted to do was take back time and never start on you in the first place. Steven shouted again, this time startling Marc “it’s your fault shes gone” Marc immediately stood up “no…Steven please dont” but steven didnt care how he felt “It’s all your fault” he seethed at him. Marc backed away and progressively started hitting himself “no no no” Jake walked into the flat, bubbling with fury and watched Marc breakdown. Although he was currently planning out Marcs murder he didnt want him having flashbacks of what his mother did. “Hey…hey!” he yelled to Marc, Marc slowly turnt around dropping his hands from his messy curls “Stop it amigo. You hurt her and you will pay that price but right now it is dark outside and i..” he sighs shakily “i do not know where the fuck she is” Stevens leg was bobbing up and down, his body couldnt help itself but grab the mirror and throw it at the brick wall shattering it completely. He couldnt hear marc speak another word.

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You had gotten a room in a hotel about 30 minutes ago and were already under the cheap fabric crying your heart out. You needed them so badly, part of you regrets leaving but you’re also relieved you finally stood your ground.

Your eyes fluttered shut after a good hour, hoping you’d dream of Steven or Jake cuddling you.

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“where is she, tell me right fucking now or-" “r-room 233 sir” Jake pocketed his gun and rushed up the stairs towards room 233. God he really prayed you’d be in there and you’d be okay.

As he reached your door he could smell you, your perfume Marc had gotten you on your 2nd anniversary, his smile faulted as he imagined you crying or even worse hurt. His large hand wrapped around the handle as he swiped the keycard to your room into the machine.

“sweetheart?” he shut the door quietly and had his hand on his gun just in case, but as he rounded the corner his heart sunk. He saw how your small frame was curled up with his and Stevens jumpers, your eyes were puffy and sore along with messy hair. He approached your sleeping body and laid a gentle finger on your cheek swiping away a loose hair “oh mi amor” he leaned down and kissed the bruising forming on your eye causing you to stir awake “…jake?” you whimpered out and he smiled “hey, im here baby” you paused but then jumped to hug him which he instantly returned burying his head into the crook of your neck and inhaling your scent “he wont hurt you ever again do you understand? no one will hurt you. not when im still breathing” you nodded into his chest and dug your nails into his back itching to be closer to him.

“Love?” Your head shot up and that british accent, Jake kisses your head and backed away to allow you to sprint into stevens arms “oh my god steven” he caught you and secured you in his arms as if letting go would mean letting go forever. “Dont leave us, I cant think straight when you’re not here y/n” he kissed every part of your body reachable and you rested your head on his shoulder “Im not leaving” you mumbled against his jumper

—

They both took you back home and you were snuggled up with both of them in bed, your head laid on top of stevens chest as Jakes arms was wrapped around your waist.

“i’ll be here when you’re awake stevie” he pulled himself out of his thoughts and smiled down at you kissing the tip of your nose “i really hope so…i love you” you kissed him back “i love you too” you felt jake slightly tug on your waist and you wanted to giggle, turning over you watched jake lift his head “you too handsome” he sighed when your lips connected with his cheek “i love you” “i love you most princesa”

—

Your eyes opened at the beaming sun that attacked your eyes, it took you a few seconds to realise Steven wasnt here anymore and it was only jake snoring. Worry got the better of you and you climbed out of bed towards the kitchen to be met with Marc sitting at the table staring almost completely emotionless at the coffee in front of him.

Truth was you missed Marc, he hit you but no matter what you’d always love him. He never meant to hit you even jake out of all people knew it too. What suprised Marc was when you sighed and gently crawled into his lap wrapping your arms around his slouched body kissing under his ear “i forgive you” you rubbed circles into his back and felt his body tremble. It wasnt hard to guess that he was crying and it broke your heart “I’d rather get myself killed than ever hurt you y/n…please believe me when i tell you it will never happen again” you nodded and kiss his bare shoulder “i believe you Marc, Now come on” you climbed off and took him by the hand back into bed where jake was now sat up “ooh little amigo if you hurt her again so help me i’ll cut your tongue out” Marc was terrified of Jake, Including Steven and you didnt blame them at all. He had looks that could kill.

[bridgyrose]

Let's go for another continuation of another existing prompt series.

This time, the Title of a Grimm AU.

Ruby walked through the remains of Atlas towards the old Schnee manor, the water she trudged through getting deeper with each step. The buildings that hadnt collapsed almost seemed to rumble as the ground shifted below and the voices of the grimm that still swarmed the ruined city grew louder as she continued. It was strange how normal it felt to hear voices in her head that werent hers, and yet it felt comforting knowing that it was a constant she could count on. No matter where she was, the grimm voices always seemed to accompany her. 

She took a step and felt the ground shift below her with a loud groan from the ice below the city. It was her sign that she had to hurry before the staff was lost in the water below. She continued forward in the icy water, almost following the voices of the grimm as if they were directing her to where she needed to go. 

Finally, she reached the manor, her heart nearly sank. The manor itself had collapsed, only a handful of walls seemed to be standing. Pools of grimm ichor littered the land around it, killing anything that had been alive. And as far as Ruby could tell, anything that gave a sign of where the staff had been hidden was buried or covered. 

Not to be deterred, Ruby made her way to the rubble of the manor and started to pull away pieces of stone one at a time in a desperate attempt to find the relic. Though, she did find it ironic that it was her idea to hide the relics where no one would find them again in order to keep them out of the hands of those that would use them for their own gain. And now here she was, digging through rubble to find a relic to use for her own, currently selfish, goal. 

“You and I are the same deep down.” 

Ruby stopped and turned around to see Salem watching over her. She threw a stone and glared at her. “I’m nothing like you!” 

Salem was unphased as the stone went through her, walking closer to Ruby. “Everyone who has borne the title of Salem has been fueled by the loss of those they love. And just like us, you wish to bring her back-” 

“You dont know what I want!” 

“I know you want to get back the life you lost. And I can help you with that.” 

“I’ve looked through your journal.” 

“And my journal is only part of what needs to be done.” Salem stopped next to Ruby and placed a hand on her shoulder. “The rest of it will need me.” 

“What if I dont trust you?” 

“Then you can deal with Ozma on your own.” 

Ruby let out a heavy sigh as she watched Salem disappear out of the corner of her eye. Getting rid of this curse was the only thing she wanted to do. As much as she had wanted to get Penny back, to love her again and to hold her, death wasnt a force she had wanted to break just for her. 

She paused as she moved another stone, a quiet thought ran in the back of her mind. Breaking death just for Penny was selfish, but if she were to break death for everyone… No one should have to worry about losing those they love. If death was brought in by the gods, then it could be undone. All she’d have to do-

“No!” Ruby yelled out as she felt her heart race. Sweat dripped down her face as she took deep breaths to calm herself. And yet, the whispers in the back of her mind continued. 

Grimm had started to circle around her, keeping their distance from her. She slowly tried to pick herself only for her legs to give out from under her as the whispers grew louder. She couldnt focus anymore as she listened to the voices, some grimm and some that she couldnt seem to place where they came from. She had to find the staff, she had to rid herself of this curse-

The ground started to shift under her again and the voices disappeared. Ruby started to stand up again as the grimm around her ran off. The air was quiet as the water around her seemed to retreat. The ground finally stopped, only for a roar to be heard in the distance. 

By the time Ruby had enough time to realize what was happening, a wall of water crashed into her as Mantle and Atlas started to flood. Her body was pushed down the street and away from the manor. She tried to gasp for air as she started to swim towards the surface. 

The whispers came back and her body froze as she struggled to move. Each movement felt like a battle to gain as little ground as she could. As she reached for the light at the surface, a grimm tendril wrapped around her arm and pulled her back. A second grabbed her other arm and started to drag her down deeper into the water. She watched as the light started to get farther away as a voice in the back mind started to get louder. 

“This is the only way.” 

[reidsnose]

love letters

overview: spencer has a wonderful idea after finding out that reader had never gone to her senior prom

genre: fluff fluff fluff

a/n: i mixed two ideas that have been sitting in my notes app for this lol but i think its sweet!! i wrote it a little rushed and definitely not bc im not getting a prom this year due to miss rona👀 LMAO but as always please lmk what yall think ab it :)

masterlist

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the idea had fully occupied his thoughts the second after the words left your mouth.

it was "the buttcrack of dawn" as you had called it, though spirits were high on the late jet ride home. it was a rare but much needed positive end to the case, and everyone was happily chatting with each other. since the case was involving high schoolers, the subject fell on prom. everyone went around sharing their prom stories one by one, recalling awful dresses and questionable dates til the questions turned to spencer.

"what ab you, pretty boy, what was your prom like?" morgan asked, still smiling widely from recalling his own.

you watched spencer shift uncomfortably for a second.

"i uh..i never went to prom." he stammered, a tight lipped smile on his face.

"no! you just dont wanna tell us!" prentiss cried, throwing her hands in the air.

"i graduated high school when i was 12! why would i have gone to prom?" he reasoned.

"you had to have gone when you were older or something! everyone has!" jj countered.

"thats not true, i never went to prom either," you defended, subconsciously inching closer to spencer.

before anyone could even ask you to explain why, spencer got the idea. he mentally left the conversation after you gave your answer. he spent the whole rest of the ride home and the next couple of weeks brain storming and planning.

and casually after work one day, as he was walking you to your car, he asked you if you wanted to hang out with him that weekend; at his house.

you and Spencer had hung out before, but mostly at your house or at coffee shops; he didn't invite people over very often.

of course you agreed but you grew confused when he told you to dress fancy.

you raced home afterwards to raid your closet, looking for any fancy dresses you may have stuffed in there.

spencer spent the whole day preparing his apartment. he put up streamers and balloons. he made a playlist of all your favorite songs. and then he rushed to get his clothes from the cleaners.

and when you knocked at his door the breath that left your lungs struggled to come back after he opened the door.

he stood in a gorgeous suit, different than he had ever worn to work. he rubbed the back of his neck and gestured to the living room, revealing the adorable (albeit poorly made but its the thought that counts) decorations.

"um.. welcome to prom," he said, turning back to you, revealing a blushy smile.

he tried not to stare too much at you, but it was difficult. your eyes sparkled as you stepped inside and looked around. and the dress you were wearing fit you so gorgeously he truly couldnt take his eyes off of you.

"spencer, i..." you trailed off, enchanted by what he had done.

"sorry if it looks bad. or if you think its weird that i did this. i just thought cause neither of us went to prom maybe you wanted to have a little one with me? yeah now that i say it out loud maybe you hate it im sorr-" he rambled behind you.

you turned quickly to him as he got lost in his words, eyes glued to the floor. cutting him off by wrapping your arms around his neck and hugging him as tight as you could. you could feel the tension leave his body as he melted into the embrace, returning it gladly. he doesn't like to be touched by anyone really, except for you.

"i love it. thank you," you whispered, giving him one last squeeze before letting go.

he has a spread of snacks lying out on the coffee table which he has mooved to the corner of the room to make space for a makeshift dancefloor.

he turns on the music and you two start talking and dancing and laughing. two fools with four left feet completely and obliviously in love. well, oblivious the the other anyway.

a slower song came on, an old one that you had wanted to slow dance to ever since you were a little girl. and somehow naturally you two came together, his hand dropped to your waist, the other delicately cradling your own. your other hand found its way up to his shoulder, feeling as though a magnet was pulling you two closer. and closer.

he looked absolutely stunning. the soft lights he had strung around the apartment sparkled like stars in his eyes; its was...dizzying, in the most incredible way.

unbeknownst to you, as you stared at the stars in his eyes he was looking at his whole world that he had been somehow lucky enough to hold in his arms.

he held his arm out, allowing you to spin and when he pulled you back both of your arms ended up wrapped around his neck, and his around your waist. you were less dancing now and more...hugging. with your head pressed to his chest, he hoped with all his might that you wouldn't be able to hear his hammering heart. you most definitely could, but it was calming to know he was as nervous as you were. you smiled, listening more to his heart than the music he had played for you.

you were both sure that you could burst from pure bliss. the song ended a little too quickly for either of your liking and reluctantly you let go of each other. and suddenly Spencer was hit with the realization that he forgot something.

"oh my gosh," his eyes widened as he looked around the room.

"what?" you asked, mirroring him and looking as well.

"i can't remember where i left your corsage! i was gonna give it to you at the door but i forgot!" he exclaimed, running around the room checking shelves.

you smiled to yourself. he got you a corsage!

"ill help you look" you decided.

"please do," he chuckled.

"i thought you had an eidetic memory, shouldn't you know where you left it?" you joked, shooting him a smug smile.

"y/n, my brain was all jumbled to day and it wasn't just from being around you," he realized what he had said and quickly turned back to the shelf he was looking at, "could you check in my room please?"

his heart was racing at his own stupidity; how could he just say that so nonchalantly? he had been planning to tell you that he liked you for the longest time he cant afford slipping up and having it be anything less than perfect.

you slipped into his room, your cheeks warm from the idea that you make his big brain all jumbled. he probably didn't mean it like that, you were just looking too much into it.

you sighed as you crouched to look under his bed for it. you found a small wooden box that you slid out from underneath. it had your name on it.

is it normal to keep a corsage in a wooden box? you wouldn't know, you never went to prom.

you shrugged your shoulders, "i found it spence!"

with out thinking you opened the box, except instead of a band of flowers you were greeted with letters, all addressed to you. there were annotations written in the margins with purple ink. you furrowed your eyebrows as you scanned the various letters.

dear y/n,

today you complimented my glasses and my heart skipped a beat. thats dumb spencer dont start like that

dear y/n,

im in love with you. too forward

dear y/n,

you make life worth living. shes gonna think youre a creep

you felt a rush of euphoria fill your chest. did he really feel these things for you? your thoughts swirled in the most wonderful way. a wide smile broke across your face, butterflies running rampage through your stomach as you reread his words. his words addressed to you.

"oh thank God i really thought i lost-oh. oh no." spencer started as he walked through the door of his room immediately walking back out. you followed, blinking your watery eyes at him. "i can explain.

"i think youve explained enough, theres like 20 letters in here!" you chuckled, flipping through them.

"i didnt know how to tell you and i dont want to ruin what we already have and i-"

"it wasnt too forward." you stated, grabbing one of the letters.

"what?" he asked, dumbfounded.

"in this one," you held up the letter, "you wrote dear y/n, im in love with you. and then you crossed it out and wrote that it was too forward but i dont think it was."

"youre not mad?"

"mad? spencer ive been trying to admit the fact that im in love with you since i realized it myself, why would i be mad?"

"youre..you feel the same way?" he looked back up at you, a hesitant smile pulling on the corners of his lips.

"more so," you beamed, stepping closer.

he wrapped his arms around you, "thats good or else the rest of this prom would have sucked."

you chuckled, pulling him impossibly closer to you as another perfect song played.

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[nagirambles]

I saw your post on Gray and Erza backstory and I was wondering did you have any HCs/theories on the Rest of the cast before we found out about their past ? (I hc that Natsu had either A) abusive town that treated him cruel and that’s how he finds ingeel after he runs away , B) zeref worshipers killed his tribe and that’s how he meets Ingeel after fainting from his injuries ?) ( for the Strauss sibs I hc was that there grow up in a church ?)

The Strauss siblings, you were pretty close! Their village seems to be very superstitious on the church side, that’s for sure. I think I was more thinking about how they all used Take Over? And so I thought it’d be cool if their backstory involved being raised in very indigenous tribes that lived deep in forests and mountains, where they lived in places where beasts frequented in a sort of survival of the fittest way. I think their clothing dismissed that theory quickly for me, though. I did think of a ‘raised in a prestigious and abusively strict orphanage/school’ sort of backstory as well, with Mira turning incredibly delinquent as a shout of freedom and rebellion. 

For Natsu, I think I liked the idea of a Mowgli-type story. Child abandoned in the forest and a dangerous ancient beast picked him up... he grows up as a dragon child, so when Igneel leaves, he’s devastated, but he gets over it to some degree because he knew that dragons have such enormously long lives, it didn’t matter if Igneel was gone for a dozen. He insists he’s ‘looking forward to seeing you again’ for a very long time, because big strong dragons are patient, not crybabies that can’t leave the nest. Yes, I do think Natsu should be more feral in canon. 

Also, my thoughts on the dragons were that one day, a big huge thing happened-- a calling to the end of the world, some kind of thing that required dragons to come at once and discuss things/do some intense damage control across the world-- among the elder dragon community (lmao), and so they all left to deal with it, and it took much longer than any of them expected. Or, most them them got sealed/died in the process, which left their kids alone. Child me didn’t have a very creative imagination. 

Levy Jet and Droy, I think there was a time very long ago where I had this strange backstory thought up for them. It’s kind of AU. I always thought of Jet and Droy as more ‘fanatic elder brothers/cheerleaders’ over actual love interests, maybe because I also have two older brothers and I loved projecting... But what I came up with was that Jet and Droy aren’t human, probably something akin to fae. They’re not strong at all, but they’re kind of immortal. And then they meet Levy, a hardworking child working multiple jobs, trying to survive, and they fell right in love with how adorable she was. They definitely wanted to protect her no matter what, and they start frequenting the places she worked just to watch over her and hit away anyone looking for trouble or taking advantage of her. They’re not strong at all, which means they get beat up and end up with Levy trying to figure out how to mend their wounds. Levy was ostracised where she lived, so when she finally lost all source of income, the boys decided to take her and run off to other towns to help her earn a living. That brings them to Fairy Tail eventually, and they’re actually overjoyed that Levy is stronger than them now. 

Maybe they hated her because they thought she or her mother could commune with spirits (witch superstitions?), but she actually couldnt. Ironically the aforementioned spirits were jet and droy the whole time, and they're just watching.

I think, before the Lisanna death reveal, there was a scene where Cana said to Mirajane, “what happened with Lisanna hurt all of us. but Elfman’s trying to move on in his own way,” and in that moment I was possessed by how interesting it would be if Lisanna had betrayed Fairy Tail and gone on the run, breaking everyone’s hearts because especially with the super sweet dragon egg episode, she seemed the least likely to go down a corruption route. (And that would have made it so, so cool.)

[nikrangdan]

roommate!heeseung pt. 1

pairing: roommate!heeseung x female reader

genre: mini fic(?), fluff, comedy, tiny angst(one little sad part)

warnings: cursing!!! 

word count: 4.3k

description: i guess you just didnt realize you were in love with your roommate...... who has a girlfriend

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“ow!”

you had just hit heeseung over the head after he said he would burn all of your plushies

your Precious. Plushies

hell no you’ve been collecting these since you were 11 no way in hell heeseung would threaten ur babies

you rolled your eyes and started to walk to the kitchen to get a snack

stupid heeseung

hes always saying stupid shit🙄

before you walked out though you noticed the look on his face

like he was contemplating something

“y/n... can you do me a favor?” he nervously uttered out before you walked out his door

“....what kind..?” you furrowed your brows

why was he being so cryptic

“uhh i need you to get flowers and chocolates for me from stacys....”

STACYS?????????

stacys was this fancy store 45 MINUTES AWAY..

“ur fucking serious?” you deadpanned

this was something new

in all your 8 months of living with him he had never asked you of a favor this big

for context.., you had moved to this city apartment for college 8 months ago but you couldn’t afford it without a roommate

but luckily you overheard a certain boy praying for an apartment while you were on campus

and you guessed it!!! it was heeseung

you two clicked easily and you were very thankful he was your roommate

after 4 months of living together he told you he got a girlfriend

you didnt really know about his campus life since you didnt have classes together and you never saw him walking around

you dont know why you were surprised when he told you... i mean have u seem Him.....

but nonetheless

u were like “Omg heeseung!!! thats great<3” like the supportive friend u were

yeah and that was that

you didnt meet the girl until another month later

Now that..... that was an experience......

FLASHBACK WHOOSH

*knock knock knock*

who tha hell was knocking at 7 in the morning.........

you staggered your way over to the front door with your matching hello kitty pajamas

and u open the door to see a blonde Lady who looks around your age

Why did u forget to look thru the little peephole in the door...... ur probably just tired whatever

anyways ur like

“uhm....”

and shes like

“? who are you.?”

and ur like

??!!?[\^€]€\¥,_[+{*}*

“i live here....”

and shes like

“?...? oh sorry i thought my boyfriend lived here..”

and ur both just standing there like ;-;

shes all dressed up and u look like a childs room threw up on u

And thats when it hit u

“OH”

“are you heeseungs girlfriend?!!???” your hand raises up to point at her unconsciously

“ yes.. i am” she looked so lost it was so funny

“oh then you have the right place im sorry! hes my roommate” you scurry back into the apartment, gesturing for her to come in and close the door behind her

“what? he didnt tell me had a roommate..”

poor girl 😭😭😭

you quite literally pounce into heeseungs room and smack him while shes still standing outside awkwardly in the living room

“fucking idiot” smack to the face

“wake up” smack to the chest

“heeseung i swear to god” you shake his head

“are you fucking dead???? wake up!!!!” you pinch his ears really hard

that woke him up

“Ow ow ow ow OWWW y/n what the hell???” his eyes are forced open but theyre squinted due to the sunlight

“your girlfriend is here” you whisper-yell at him

“what???” he sat up so quickly you almost laughed

you were 90% sure she heard everything

oh well

his problem

he just stares into space for a second before his eyes go wide

ur just sitting on his bed waiting for him to do something like Uhhh

“shit i planned a date today oh my god” he jumped up from his bed and hastily told you to “stay put” before throwing on a hoodie, walking to see his girlfriend, and slamming his bedroom door leaving u sat on his bed

yes u were nosy Muahahahahah

so u pressed ur ear against the door to listen to their conversation

“sora, im so sorry i slept in late i promise ill make it up to you please baby dont be mad”

you had to stifle your laughter with your hand

God this was gold

“heeseung why didnt you tell me you lived with a girl.”

oooooooh hes in trouble you laugh to yourself

“ah about that.. im sorry i didnt tell you.. dont worry though, you know i only like you! shes just my roommate”

ouch

Why did that hurt 😪

“whatever heeseung.. ill call you later” and then you heard the door slam

already???? you were ready to get ur popcorn :///

you didnt even notice it had been a while before the door opened with you still leaning on it

boom u fell on the floor

“ow”

“shut up” he said before jumping face down on his bed

you stand up to lean against his door again, staring pitifully at the boy

“you okay?” you cross your arms

“mmm” he mumbles into his pillow

“you know i think i deserve a treat for being woken up at 7am on a sunday by your little girlfriend”

“little? shes taller than you” he turned around to lay on his back and chuckle

“oh so you’re making jokes right now when your girlfriend might break up with you?” you glare at him

“shes not gonna break up with me over something this little” he rolls his eyes and grabs his phone from his nightstand

“you know you’re a little piece of shit heeseung!” you yell out to him after you walked out of his room

“how?!” he yelled back

“treat your girlfriend better!”

he kept his mouth shut after that

yeah you two didnt talk for the rest of the day because he stayed in his room sulking or whatever

fast forward to now

Right after he asked u to get him the chocolates and flowers

“please y/n, sora is gonna be here in 2 hours and i need to get everything ready and i dont have enough time to do everything” he begged

WITH THOSE CUTE LITTLE PUPPY DOG EYES OF HIS GOD

“do you really need them from stacys though???” you whined

he just huffed and glared at you “yes! sora only likes them from there.”

“nuh uh mister dont give me that look” you narrow your eyes at him

he immediately stops his glare and tries to look neutral

it almost made you laugh

you just looked at him for a few seconds before giving up

“fine. but what am i getting in return?”

his eyes lit up and traveled up as he was in thought

“hmmm ill buy you food whenever you want for a month”

Wow

“woah thats more than i bargained for but deal!” he didnt realize that until after you shook his hand, very enthusiastically might i add

Lol

so now you were on your way home with the MASSIVE bouquet of roses and beautifully wrapped chocolates sitting nice and snug in the passenger seat of your car

these two things costed $115

oh well its heeseungs money not yours

you found it amusing because heeseung was nowhere near rich so where was he finding this money to blow

over an hour later and ur finally back home

u open the door

u struggled very much btw

almost dropped everything haha

but woah......

your eyes widened and your mouth fell open

“heeseung? you didn’t tell me you two were having the date here..”

as soon as you walked in you smelled a pretty scent and the lighting was dim

it was beautiful

there were candles lit on every surface

rose petals were scattered messily everywhere

the two seater dining table was topped with elegant decor

there was quiet jazz music playing from his speaker

the familiar aroma of your favorite food hit you

standing there in your apartment didnt feel real

it felt like you were in a dream

you couldnt believe your apartment could turn into room from a fairytale

you were never one to be into disney princesses and fantasies

but for the first time ever you almost wished for a prince charming yourself

you almost got lost in a trance

and then....

the boy himself walked out

donned in an all black suit with a sliver of the white undershirt peeking underneath and the white tie

his bangs were covering his forehead and you noticed he styled them to be wavy

he had his earrings in and rings were present on 3 of his fingers

he looked absolutely dazzling

you dont know how or why.. but your heart began to race

why did this feel like it was for you...?

you wanted to be his disney princess

staring at him wistfully, it felt like time had stopped

“oh thanks y/n, i almost thought you ditched me” he chuckled quickly

he was frantic and out of breath as he snatched the things out of your hand

“right!” he began as he sped around the room setting everything up

“im sorry but i forgot to ask if you could leave for today. im such an idiot, im sorry y/n.. you can stay at a friends house or something for the night?” he didnt even look at you as he perfected the chocolates on the counter and the plates on the table

you couldnt help but notice your heart clench and your stomach twist at his words

you were still glued to your spot infront of the door

“o-oh! yeah, okay thats fine ill get my stuff now” you scurry to your room

you speedily threw some clothes and necessities in a bag before walking back to him

“hey..”

he didnt look at you

“helloooo”

“heeseung” you poke him

he finally turned to you

“sorry what?” he gazed down at you with big eyes

“its okay.. just wanted to let you know im leaving now” you give him a small smile

“oh right! thank you y/n again” he grinned

his pretty smile

“you look great by the way... have fun” you manage to say before slipping out the door

you didnt let him reply back because if you stayed in there a second longer you think you would’ve fallen in love with him

where did these feelings come from...?

you smack yourself on your forehead as youre walking down the steps to your car

ur probably just feeling like this because no man has ever done anything like that for u

and seeing it in real life made u want a bf 😟😟

yeah... thats it

so now ur at sunoos house

a close friend from your finance class

he lives in his parents house but theyre never home so he basically owns the place and doesn’t have to pay for it

Yeah u kinda envy the boy

but you love him because hes great

“y/n ..do you like him????” sunoo gasps

you guys are watching tangled for the 10th time and you were explaining what happened back at your apartment

“what? where did you get that from?” you snort, your eyes still focused on the movie

you could literally feel his eyes piercing into your soul with that stare

“the way you were telling me that story.... you sounded a bit jealous if i do say so myself..” he raises his eyebrow and leans back into the couch

“i do not like heeseung, sunoo” your eyes roll and you turn to look at him finally

he has a little smirk as he looks at u suspiciously

“hmmm okay, i get it” he raises his arms in defense and surrenders “you don’t wanna talk about it”

you scoff and laugh at his actions “you’re so annoying”

so ..*time skip* lol

you slept at sunoos for the night

it wasnt anything new bc u used to stay at his alot while u were in the process of moving into your apartment

one of his guest rooms is practically urs bc u have some decorations and spare clothes there :P

when you woke up that sunday morning you realized you forgot to set an alarm

so now its like 11am

well its not like you needed to be home so you shrugged it off

“morning” u said to sunoo when u saw him sitting on the couch watching wreck it ralph

boy loves his movies

“when are you going home?”

“wow rude.... not even a good morning back??” you found him amusing

“sorry, good morning. when are you going home” he turned his head to look at you

it made you laugh

Sunoo is so funny u love him

“do u wanna get rid of me that bad??? i hate you”

“ni-ki and jungwon are coming over today and i dont want you smothering them like you always do” he playfully glares at you

NI-KI AND JUNGWON???!!!??!!!!!!

“MY BABIES????” you exclaim and jump on the couch next to sunoo

“yes” he exasperatingly says

“now leave before they get here”

“WHAT?? no im staying because i wanna see them”

“NO!!!! now get out of my house y/n”

“why not?!!???! sunoo please i bet they miss me so much”

“y/n please.. they do NOT miss you”

“they literally do i always make them cookies and theyre like y/n ur so cool we love you”

“u mustve been hallucinating....”

“sunoo please please please i dont wanna go home” u tried to muster up the cutest puppy dog eyes ever

he looked at your face for a moment

“no u look ugly”

“YOU’RE SO ANNOYING” you push him

“theyre coming back tomorrow you can come then! today is boys night”

“boys night?” you snort “what the fuck are u kids gonna do that i cant be around for?”

“SHUT UP Y/N get out of my house!” he just starts to drag you out of his house himself

“ow oW OKAY fine ill leave... have fun doing.. whatever you’re gonna do” you grab your bag and start to head for the door

sunoo slams the door in ur face after he says “bye dont come back please” 😭😭😭

“asshole!” u yell to him thru the door

you just huff and stand on his porch for a second

you wonder if heeseung still has his girlfriend over and decide to text him

y/n🦧: hi can i come back home

welp

now ur sitting on sunoos porch waiting for a reply

10  minutes pass while ur scrolling on your phone and still no reply

you look up when you hear the front door open

“why are you still here?” sunoo frowns at you

“heeseung didnt answer my text and i dont wanna go back if his girlfriend is still there” you reply

“go home y/n plz.... i lied jungwon and ni-ki arent coming over.. my grandparents are” he tries to shoo you away

“why would you lie about that” you laugh

“theyre really mean! but you can come back tomorrow because the boys are actually gonna be here.. now go because my grumpy grandparents are gonna be here in like 5 minutes” he guides your shoulders down his porch

“ugh.. if his girlfriend is still there its your fault” you pout

“wha- how is that my- whatever y/n go home!!!”

when you drive off you dramatically wave your hand to him trying to show how desperately you did not wanna go home

sunoo just giggles and runs back inside

you drove home extra slow Lol

and now you were at the door contemplating whether or not you just make a run for it

but u said fuck it because u missed the comforts of ur own room

well u knocked a little before unlocking the door

how embarrassing to be knocking on the door of ur own home 💀

you didnt get an immediate answer so u just stood outside in the apartment hallway....waiting....

after waiting for like 30 seconds (because ur impatient) you knock again

well i tried to be nice you thought

you finally gave up and unlocked the door with your keys, kind of slowly opening the door to peek in

hmmm.... nothing

the sun was emitting some rays of light through one of the windows but none of the lights were on

and why was there food still on the table..?

you were kind of afraid to go see heeseung 

but

you did notice one thing

there wasn’t a pair of shoes u didnt recognize sitting on the rack by the door 

so... is his girlfriend not here or did she bring her shoes to his room lol..

“hello?” you unconfidently called out to nobody in particular

no answer

you slipped your shoes off quietly and tiptoed towards the hallway that included both of your rooms across from eachother

the kitchen and living room looked untouched 

to describe u being confused would be an understatement

you set your bag down on your bed and then made your way to heeseung.. just to check on him

you were genuinely so confused rn

you thought they would be cuddling on the couch or talking in his room or something but it was dead silent throughout the house

“heeseung?” you soft knocked on the door of his bedroom

surely he couldnt still be asleep.. it was noon on a monday and heeseung would normally be up by 10 because he said he would “start being a more productive man” as he said it

you always laughed at him because he used to wake up at like 3pm on days he didnt have class

anyways you didnt get an answer which was slightly concerning because you didnt forget to take note that you saw his car in the parking garage when you arrived

“i’m coming in” you called out to him before twisting the knob and pushing the door open

you realized you might be crossing a line and he’d get upset at you for invading his privacy but you were honestly worried for your friend

at first you didn’t see him

his room was empty, not a single person in sight

that is until you further examined the big lump on his bed

“heeseung? what...” you walked over to the lump that you only knew was him because you could see a bit of his hair peeking out from the top

“um.. am i interrupting something..” you awkwardly said, debating whether or not to go closer

he wasn’t saying anything so you guessed he was sleeping

how odd for him

you wanted to just check real quick and then you’d leave his room

so your feet padded softly against his wooden floor as you made your way over to him

and you bent down a little to kind of tug the huge blanket away from his face

as you got closer you also noticed his girlfriend wasnt here

the first thing you noticed was that he was definitely not asleep

your eyes widened and your hand instinctively went to his face to cup his cheek

“are you okay?! why are you crying?” you quickly asked, your eyebrows were furrowed in worry

in your months living with him you have never seen him show any emotional feelings in front of you and it almost made you panic

his eyes locked onto yours before he looked away from you and closed his eyes

he still hasnt said anything and you really didnt know what to do in this situation

you took your hand off his cheek before sighing

now you’re just sat on the side of his bed just looking at him.. wondering what to do

you were sure he wasn’t sleeping even though his eyes were shut and he wouldnt move

but you sat there for 5 minutes and he didnt seem to mind

“sora broke up with me” 

he finally broke the silence

...

you didnt know what to say

you couldnt ask if he was okay when he obviously wasnt

“do you wanna talk about it? you looked over to heeseung to see him staring at you

“not really” he broke eye contact once again and looked up towards the ceiling

“later i will.. just not now” he breathed out

you nodded at that, understanding his situation

you felt terrible for the boy

his eyes were red and his voice was all nasally like he’d been crying

“i’ll leave you alone now..” you patted his big blanket fluff to lighten the mood and walked out his stuffy room

hours had passed while he was stuck in that room and you didnt know what to do 

it was 7pm already

you spent the day watching tv in the living room 

but it was dinner time and you made ramen (his fav!!!) in hopes that he would come out of there

“heeseung you’ve gotta eat” you knock on his door again

you had told him to eat at 2 earlier but he insisted that he wasnt hungry

you were surprised when he instantly opened the door and your hand was still in midair as you were knocking

if your hand moved an inch you wouldve been knocking on his chest which you found very funny but you didnt think this was the right time for jokes

“hi” you looked up at him

he was wearing his purple beanie with sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt

he definitely looked better than he did this morning which you thanked god for

“hey” he gave u this look :]

“you okay? i made ramen.. can you smell it” you kinda giggled

“yeah, thanks” he tried to send you a small smile which you were thankful for

“okay well come eat because i worked very hard on it” you turned on your heels and went towards the tiny kitchen island with two seats

he followed you and sat next to you as you gave him his bowl and chopsticks

“bon appetit!” you clapped your hands before digging in

you were proud of urself ngl... the ramen was smacking

“thank you y/n” he said softly

you refused to admit it but he was.. So Cute

“no problem, just eat” you grinned

and you two ate in silence for a good 15 minutes

he said he would do the dishes after you were done which was relieving because you wanted to go jump in your bed and watch tiktoks very badly

there was a slight awkwardness in the air too so you wanted to let that cool off too

so now you were cuddled up in our bed with your phone very close, almost too close, to your face

and you could hear the sink running as heeseung washed the dishes

you silently prayed he was feeling better and that he would be over it soon

the sink turned off and you could hear his footsteps coming towards the hallway

what surprised you was that you heard knocks on your bedroom door

“can i come in?” he asked

“yeah its open” you replied

u had to get out of ur blanket cocoon :///

you watched him stride over to sit next you on your bed

he even got under the covers and laid down like dang lmao u getting comfy i guess

“whats up?” you were sitting up while he was laying on your pillows

“so.. she broke up with me last night” he spoke while hugging one of your plushies

oh OHH so this is what this is about

“oh.. are you feeling better now?”

“yeah i think.. we only dated for 4 months but i really liked her....”

“did she say why she did?” you asked

“she said she found someone else. i dont know if you know this but shes a year older than me and she told me she wasnt into younger guys which doesnt even make any sense because her ex was younger than her too and-”

“okay heeseung” you laugh “people are like that, you just gotta deal with it”

“yeah yeah, i know” he sighed “i dont know.. i dont know if im sad i lost her or if im sad over the fact that i dont have a girlfriend anymore”

“was she your first girlfriend?”

“me? y/n” he laughed “ive had plenty before”

“oh” you didnt even wanna ask

“why? have you never had a boyfriend or something?” he joked

“no....” you trailed off, unable to look him in the eye out of embarrassment

you were never even embarrassed about that but for some reason admitting it to heeseung made you shy

“what?! no way” he was actually shocked

“yes way now can we change the topic this is terrible” you roll your eyes and shove a plushie in his face

“awee little y/n” he teased you

“get out” you snickered

“okay okay fine.. but yeah i think i’ll be okay. she broke up with me as soon as she got here so all of my planning was for nothing. i think that was what devastated me the most, i had no one to eat with”

you wanted to yell I LITERALLY EXIST soooo bad

Why is he so stupid....... 

“thats sad...” you said

you wanted to laugh at your reply bc what else could you say

“yeah anyways you dont have to worry about taking care of me while im sulking or whatever im cool now’

“well that was quick.. you were acting like a baby this morning now ur this tuff guy” you tease

“yeah yeah i dont even know why i was acting like that” his cheeks went pink

“im just kidding” you send a small smile his way “you know im always here for you right? dont be afraid to be a little emotional sometimes” you reach over to pat his head

“thanks y/n” he smiles “you’re a really great friend”

ouch

yeah.. friend

[inactiive]

steamy make out session with harry when reader is ron’s twin sister and like the family walks in or something 👩🏻‍🦼💨 i could imagine the twins having a field day with this 😹😹

caught -- h.p

harry potter x reader

summary: you and harry get caught alone during christmas time at the burrow.

warning: steamy makeout session, swearing, humiliation, you and harry get made fun of lmao, lmk if i need to add anything else

staying at the weasley household means that you don’t have a lot of privacy. you didn’t even have your own room for godric’s sake. you had to share with your younger sister ginny. but, you were thankful it wasn’t with your twin brother, ron. he was completely untidy and was always sneaking food up into his room. you used to have to share a room with him, until you hexed him. which earned you scoldings from your mother, molly. 

the lack of privacy became even worse during the time around christmas. your older brothers, charlie and bill (and fleur), would visit making your home ten times more chaotic. sometimes hermione granger would stay over because ron would practically beg molly to let her stay. but of course, the famous harry potter would have to come too. 

you didn’t mind having harry around at all. you wouldn’t want to be around a family that thought you were a freak either. you first met harry on the platform 9 and three quarters. you thought it was quite adorable how he looked so lost. he instantly became close friends with ron, but you had your own group of friends. you usually stuck with the patil twins and lavender brown. so, you and harry were only mere acquaintances. that was until your fifth year at hogwarts. 

you and harry were sentenced detention by snape because you were “causing a disturbance.” as you were scrubbing cauldrons your robes seemed to keep falling off of your shoulders, revealing a tight tank top you were wearing. you felt harry’s eyes on you and you couldn’t help but internally roll your eyes. you knew how boys viewed you and honestly it was quiet annoying. “harry are you just going to keep staring at my breasts or what?” he instantly turned red and looked away at snape’s desk. 

“erm- i’m sorry- i didn’t mean to i swear!” he managed to stammer out. you thought it was sweet that he apologized to you. usually the boys at hogwarts could care less if you said something or not. you put a hand on his shoulder and looked directly at him. “harry, it’s okay. really, it is. i find it flattering that the famous harry potter finds me attractive.”

and if he couldnt get any more red, he did. he was rubbing his neck while refusing to make eye contact with you. he couldn’t focus with your hand on him. if it wasn’t evident before, it is now that harry had a massive crush on you. he never acted upon it, of course, because you were his best mate’s twin sister. he saw the way ron reacted to dean and ginny so he couldn’t bare to think about what he would think of you and him. 

he liked that you were very courageous and not afraid to speak your mind. like now, when you asked if he was staring at your chest. and here you were, looking absolutely gorgeous with a shirt clinging perfectly to your body-

“harry!” you snapped your fingers in front of his face, interrupting his train of thought. he instantly looked to you and watched you roll your eyes again. “i said, do you want to kiss me?”

“do i want to what?!” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, growing more and more irritated with him. “i’m not repeating myself again ha-”

but you couldn’t finish your sentence, because his lips were already pressed to yours. 

which brings you to now, you’re last year at hogwarts and christmas time at the burrow. you and harry have been dating for almost five months without anyone finding out. you were surprised of how long you were able to keep it a secret. you obviously didn’t want to, but harry insisted because he didn’t want to upset ron. you understood where he was coming from but at the same time you wished that you could hold his hand around your friends. 

whilst at hogwarts, it was easy to find places to snog or spend alone time together. but at the burrow it was nearly impossible and you couldn’t keep your hands off of him for two weeks. so, it led you two to in the grass outside the burrow towards the back of it. you were straddling his waist while he was sitting on the ground. all you could hear was heavy breathing and quiet moans that left his mouth. as you moved your hips into his, you could feel him growing hard beneath you. you weren’t planning on fucking outside where anyone could walk out and see, but desperate times called for desperate measures. 

“take this off for me baby.” harry mumbled while pulling at your blouse. you rolled your eyes playfully and quickly ripped off your shirt. it revealed a white laced bra (harry’s favorite of yours) and you heard his breath hitch. you attached your lips to his again and his hand trailed to cup your breast. wanting to go further, you moved your hand away from his jaw to remove your bra. but before you could unclip the hooks, you heard the sound of something breaking near you.

“bloody hell! what are you two doing? why are you on harry’s lap.. oh god, mum!” 

your heart dropped as you watched your twin brother race back into the house looking for your mother. you put your shirt back on and three more of your siblings appeared. your older brother, fred, looked between you and harry before his lips formed into a smug smirk. “why hello harry, what are you doing on this beautiful day?” right after, george butted in, “yeah, y/n! care to explain why your makeup looks a bit smudged or isn’t that how it looks everyday?”

“okay quit it you two! just go away before this becomes even more embarrassing and i hex you!” you watched as the twins ran away laughing into the house. this left you with ginny. she had a grin on her face and looked as she was about to burst. 

“really? outside in mum’s garden?” she raised an eyebrow. “well, i can’t say i’m suprised, you look at harry far too long while we’re eating.” she walked away before you could say anything and you turned towards harry. 

“erm- are you okay? do you think..” you chewed on your lip nervously.

“yes i want to tell your family about us.” you grinned and in that moment you could kiss him again. 

once you walked through the door of the burrow everyone was sitting around the fire. all eyes turned to you and harry, making your heart beat faster. your mother spoke up first. “well, ron here says he say you and harry- um...” molly chuckled nervously. “oh well, don’t make me say it dear-”

“i saw you and harry snogging! we all saw it! with your shirt off and everything!” 

“ronald weasley!” cried molly in the background. you couldn’t tell if ron was angry or upset or all of the above. frankly, it scared you to finally tell the world about you and harry. you cleared your throat before stepping in front of harry. 

“yes, harry and i are together. i wasn’t planning on hiding it for so long but harr-”

“ron i didn’t want to tell you because i thought you’d be upset that i’m dating your sister because you got mad at ginny when she was with dean imsorryronpleasedontkillme.”

everyone looked to ron and he started laughing. bloody laughing. “mate, i don’t mind if you’re with y/n, i couldn’t imagine anyone else more perfect for her. i mean.. it’ll take a while to get used to but i just want to see you both happy.”

“oh thank you ron!” you lunged forward to give him a bear hug which he returned happily. you pulled away from him and asked, “does that mean we can snog in your room?”

that comment earned you a smack from molly, but at least you could show off your favorite quidditch seeker to the world.