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f r e d w e a s l e y

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i wanna know what it's like | ♠ ♡ | (xfem!gryffindor!reader)

ivy | ☁ ♡ | (fred weasley x fem!reader + draco malfoy x fem!reader)

august | ☁ ★ | (fred weasley x fem!reader + fred weasley x oc)

champagne problems | ☁ ★ | (fred weasley x fem!reader + draco malfoy x fem!reader)

sorry for the shirt | ♡ | (xfem!hufflepuff!reader)

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ghost of you (mini-series) | ☁ ☾ ✖/★ ⚠ (mention of death, depression, PTSD, mention of witnessing death, mention of drinking, slight mention of suicide)

part i | part ii | (completed)

betty (mini-series) | ☁ ☾ ★ ♡ ⚠

part i | part ii | (completed)

g e o r g e w e a s l e y

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invisible string | ☁ ♡ | (x fem!hufflepuff!reader)

r e m u s l u p i n

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an odd summer | ♡ | (father!lupin x daughter!reader)

father figure | ♡ ☁ ⚠ | (fatherfigure!lupin x daughterfigure!reader)

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a not so lucky morning | ♡ | ( x fem!slytherin!reader)

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ivy | ☁ ✖ | (fred weasley x fem!reader + draco malfoy x fem!reader)

champagne problems | ☁ ★ | (fred weasley x fem!reader + draco malfoy x fem!reader)

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evermore | ☁ ♡ | (x fem!reader)

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[dracomalfoysslave]

18+ confession (TW dirty thoughts)

Draco being uncircumcised turns me on so hard; I want to suck him even more. I love imagining that hooded cock under his clothes, swinging around wherever he goes.

[roadtogracelandx45]

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[siriuslyshewrote]

The Battle - George Weasley

“George?" You looked at him, his exhausted face illuminated by the flickering firelight in the Gryffindor common room. Your heart was beating just a little faster than usual, as you chewed your lip, trying to gain the courage to just tell him.

"Hmm?" He mumbled tiredly, leaning his head onto your shoulder, as you felt your face began to heat up just with that gesture.

You were glad Fred wasn't here, he would surely be making fun of you if he was - he was the one who had been trying to convince you to tell his twin brother about your feelings for months now, and mocking you about them just as often.

You had almost opened your mouth, when you heard soft snores from beside you, and looked down to see your best friend fast asleep.

You sighed. You'd wait a little longer to tell him.

- Four Years Later -

Your heart was beating fast in your ears, a loud thumping that almost blocked out the sound of everything around you, as you burst out of the doors of the Room of Requirement, wand clutched tightly in your hands. You looked frantically around, seeing students running around you, some trying to escape, some preparing for the battle that was surely about to come to Hogwarts.

Your eyes were drawn to the windows along the corridor as you ran down it, having no clue if you were going in the right direction. The protective barrier that separated Him and you glistened blue in the night sky, a bubble that surrounded Hogwarts. It was almost beautiful, and perhaps you would have enjoyed it, if you knew where they were, if they were safe - Fred, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione ... George.

Your mind was moving so fast, so panicked, that you almost didn't see Harry as he ran up the stairs that you were stood at the top of.

You hadn't seen him for months, though he had hardly changed, apart from the look in his eyes which was more haunted than ever, and a few more scars and injuries than when he had left the Burrow all that time ago.

"Harry!" You doubted he would stop at just your words, his mind, too, was somewhere else. Your hand wrapped around his wrist, pulling him out of the way of the crowd of students that were charging around. You vaguely heard the sound of someone crying.

"Y/N-" His eyes flickered back up the stairs - why he was going there, you didn't know - and back to you. "Look, I really need to g-"

"Where's George?" You interrupted him, your eyes scanning over the crowd of people, hoping, praying to see a flicker of the bright red Weasley hair.

His eyes locked with yours, then. "I'm sorry. I don't know." He did, genuinely, look sorry. You felt terrible for him, really - he too had people in this castle tonight that he was terrified for. "I have to go-"

Your hand released his wrist, disappointment filling you.

"Stay safe!" You yelled - he was already halfway up the stairs, pushing past people.

"You too!" You heard faintly, as you turned in the opposite direction, making to get to the Great Hall - someone there would know where he was, surely. It was only as you were running away that you remembered about the map that Harry still had.

His lips brushed yours, tentatively, unsure, the taste of firewhiskey on them. Your eyes were closed, for just a moment, one, sweet moment, that you could almost imagine was real.

You pulled away, before he did, hearing the laughs and cheering of your fellow seventh-year Gryffindors. You didn't look at him, as you sat back down, Fred elbowing you in the ribs with a knowing grin on his face. You wouldn't be surprised if he had enchanted the empty butter-beer bottle in the impromptu game of 'Spin the Bottle' to land on George. You chanced a glance at George, to see him, red faced, laughing at something Alicia Spinnet had said. Your heart sank.

You didn't make it to the Great Hall, in the end.

On the third floor, the red and orange fire light of the protective barrier disintegrating shone through the windows. Your stomach turned, as you leaned out of the window, and saw, not so far away, the army He had with him, the army that was now infiltrating Hogwarts, the place that had been your home, for seven years of your teenage life. You swallowed, frozen for a moment, suddenly overcome with realisation, the realisation that neither you, nor George, had a chance. Not against all of them.

"Y/N?" You turned, saw the flash of red hair, saw Ginny Weasley in front of you. She looked small, somehow, and though you had never seen Ginny look anything less than powerful, she surely did now. Her brown eyes were wide, as she regarded the scene outside.

"Gin? Why are you here-"

"I'm not staying in the Room of Requirement whilst everyone else fights him!" She said resolutely, fists clenched at her side.

"I was going to ask why you were here alone - where's your mum, or -" You stopped yourself before you asked where the twins were.

"Strictly speaking, Mum thinks I'm holed up in the Room of Requirement, waiting like an old spinster."

You let yourself snort a laugh at that, though it wasn't all that funny. Ginny grinned a little.

And that was when you heard the first screams.

George spun you around, your robes lifting up around your ankles, as you almost tripped over, laughing at his haphazard dance moves, in comparison to the rest of the dancers at the Yule Ball, who were infinitely more dignified than you and the youngest Weasley twin.

"You know," You teased looking up at him, touching his chin lightly. "I think I preferred you with a beard." He and Fred's ... mishap with the goblet of Fire had been the source of much mocking on your part for the past few weeks.

He groaned. "You're never going to let that go, are you?"

You grinned. "Never."

The loud, chaotic music has changed, suddenly, to a slow ballad, and the two of you slowed to a halt, looking at each other. Cautiously, as if unsure whether you would pull away, George put his hands on your waist. You looked away, to hide your smile, as you looped your arms around his neck, standing far closer to him than you had before. You could feel his heart beating through his chest.

"You're not half a bad dancer, Weasley." You murmured, leaning against his chest. You didn't notice the soft grin that lit up his face.

Your ears were ringing, and you were alone again, stood in the courtyard, blood trickling down your face, from what injury, you were unsure. There was no longer time to look for George, hell, you could hardly risk looking away from your attacker for even a moment. The dark eyes of Dolohov no longer hid behind his mask, like they had two years ago at the Ministry of Magic, no, now, you could see his whole face, from his ugly sneer, to his terrifyingly cruel, blank, pupils.

He flicked his wand with ease. "Crucio."

"Protego." You said just as fast, throwing up the defensive shield only seconds before the curse had time to hit. "Stupefy!"

He managed to block the spell easily, flicking his wand again, but this time you had no time to react. Your wand sailed from your hand, clattered onto a pile of rubble, too far away for you to possibly get to in time.

You swallowed, looked at him.

This wasn't how you were supposed to die.

"Quick, give me something to die of." George said, flicking through his Divination book. "That'll make Trelawney well happy, and hopefully she won't read the rest of this crap." He gestured towards the parchment he had been writing on for the last ten minutes.

"Being an annoying git?" Fred suggested.

"That's helpful." George retorted sarcastically.

"Just say you'll die alone and unhappy, she always laps that up." You suggested, looking up from your Potions work.

"Comforting." He sighed as he wrote it down, then throwing his quill onto the table. "Right, I'm done."

You sat in silence for a few moments, scribbling down notes for a Potion's essay.

"I hope I don't actually die like that." George muttered, looking up at the ceiling. "Would be a bit bloody depressing."

"Don't worry, Georgie." You pinched his cheeks jokingly. "You'll always have me." The last sentence came out more serious than you wanted, and George looked at you quietly for a moment.

"What about me, you selfish pricks." Fred joked from beside you two, breaking the silence, looking up from something he was writing. Since you sincerely doubted it was anything close to homework, you assumed it was something to do with Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

"Don't worry," You grinned. "We're well aware you'll always be irritating us for the rest of our lives."

The parchment hit you across the head.

You closed your eyes, but death didn't come.

You heard an angered yell, and a distinct thump. You blinked, looking up to see the slumped over form of Dolohov, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. You didn't care, though, because you saw the face you had been searching for all this time, the face you weren't sure was alive or not, but here he was, George, with dirt plastered all over his face, a dried bloody nose, and hair covered in dust and debris. Your George, though he was not really yours.

"George." You breathed, launching yourself towards him, completely forgetting the battle that raged around the two of you, immediately finding sanctuary in his arms, which wrapped tightly around you, an almost shield.

"Y/N - what are you doing here-"

"What am I doing here? I got back to the flat after work, a note saying you and Fred were out for dinner - did you not think that I would go and ask someone if that was true, with all the trouble going on?"

"I didn't want you to get hurt, okay?" His eyes softened your anger, his exhausted eyes.

"I don't care about getting hurt- I love you, for Merlin’s sake!" The words left you suddenly, the words that you had been waiting to say for nearly five years.

He blinked, didn't do anything for a few moments.

"I-" You started.

His hands grazed over your face, calloused thumbs wiping away the tears you didn't even realise were there. You gazed into his dark eyes.

"I love you too. Always have." He said quietly.

[bbuckysarm]

Please don’t make me the joke G.W

Pairing:   George x reader 

Plot: George askes y/n to go to Hogsmeade with him, y/n assumes its a joke.  

Word count: 1.4k

I walked into my least favorite class of the day, Muggle Music, and threw myself in my chair. I had chosen this class because being muggle born I figured that I would already know all the songs. I thought I was going to be analyzing like taylor swift songs and jamming out during class when in actuality, I’m studying how Mozart used the art of Pathos.

I felt a peace of parchment hit the top pf my head then fall to the floor. I began to pick it up  as I felt another one hit the back of my chair, then another, and another, and another. I turned around to see two redheads, one with a smile as big as the crescent moon. The other, whose face was almost as red as his hair was smiling soft but avoiding eye contact with me. I recognized them as Ron’s older siblings, Fred and George. Everyone knows that they are trouble makers. I always try to just stay under all the class clowns radars so I don’t sign up for any unwanted public attention. I’ve only briefly spoken to the twins when they needed homework answers, hoping that they would leave me alone in return.  The twin with the red face was still holding another piece of parchment paper. I stared at him in the eyes as he avoided mine, daring him to throw it. He moved his hand bellow his desk and rolled the final peace of paper to me. 

I felt a wave of rage wash over me my face turning a shave of pink it had not been before, the way the twin still threw the paper after they had already had their laugh made me feel laughed at. I looked down at the final ball of paper and saw something scribbled. They were notes, to embarrassed to read them in front of the twins I shoved them all under my desk, pretending to be uninterested. 

Class went on for another half an hour and I could hear whispers coming from the table behind me. I was not sure if the twins were talking about me, but considering what had happened earlier in class I assumed they where, causing me a lot of anxiety. My ears felt red hot and my eyes felt warm trying to try to listen in on what they were saying. 

The class was released but I stayed in my seet, pretending I was picking up my stuff. I watched everyone leave out of the corner of my eye including the confident looking twin. The last person to leave was the second twinge walked past my desk before walking towards the door. My heart began to beat faster and my beards again felt white hot. 

“I’m sorry for distracting you during class, it was mostly Fred.” The twin said shily. No sound came out of my mouth when I opened it to respond, unsure of what to say. He shuffled away towards the door but looked back one final time to smile before he left. I returned the smile as he walked out of the classroom. Quickly I bent down and picked up the five notes and shoved them in my bag, making my way to the hufflepuff common room. 

The hufflepuff common room is my favorite place inside of hogwarts, not to mention the beautiful outdoor views. It always felt safe in the common room. It’s the only common room in hogwarts that has a defensive spell so no other house can get in. I ran into the room and found a comfy chair to sit in as I find the courage to read these letters. 

“George wants to know if you will go to Hogsmeade with him,”  The first letter said, I quickly looked up in paranoia making sure I'm the only one to read the letter. 

“Ignore that,”  The second one, I assume is from George, says. My eyes feel warm as tears weld up in them. I begin to feel more embarrassed, the shame pilling on. Why did the twins have to make you the butt of their joke. 

“Sorry George is a little shy he won't ask you himself,”   The third letter said as I let it fall through my hands beginning to let the tears fall. 

“Fred is being an ass im sorry,” The fourth one said. It was all a joke. Just something fred weasley did to kill time in a class he didn’t want to be in. I know it shouldn’t matter because it's not like I have a crush on him or anything but it jets hurts to be laughed at. I always assumed that the weasley twins where better than this, I assumed they laughed with people not at them, unless they deserved it. 

“If you did want to go to hogsmeade together this weekend I think it would be fun. - George,” the last note said. 

I threw myself into a fit of rage, being laughed at is something that cayuses me a lot of insecurity and I needed to let them know they just can't mess with me like that. I got my parchment and feather out and begin writing. 

“Dear Fred and George,

I’m very happy that you guys have found something to do during class that is not interrupting the entire class, unfortunately your knee hobby is distracting me. Shouldn’t seventh years have more things to worry about than a quiet fifth year trying to pay attention in  music class. I always assumed we had a good deal going, you let me exist in peace and I gave you homework answers. Please, please just leave me be. I don’t want to be the butt of the joke.”

I stood up with tears in my eyes as I rush out of the common room, some of my friends trying to stop me with a worried face. I ignored them as I walked past. Tears blurred my vision and I continued heading towards the gryffindor common room. I ran into someone and quickly dropped the letter marked to the twins. 

“Y/N? Why are you writing a letters to my brothers?”  One of my acquaintances Ron said. 

“Because I’m going to kill them.” I said a matter of factly as Hermione help me up and I yanked the letter from Ron's hand. I’m sure he decided against continuing any questions when he saw the tears pouring from my face. 

I ran up to their common room, this was may chance. My chance to make them the joke and not me. I wanted to let them know that they cant treat me like another one of their little jokes, i'm not just a puppet for them to entertain themselves with, like everyone else in this school. 

I opened the door and quickly saw the twins sitting on a chair in the back selling tricks to the year ones. I had collected myself outside the door but as soon as I see George look up at me and smile i begin crying again. “Your just the butt of their joke.” I repeated in my head as tears began to fall again. I decided to hand the letter go george and walk out immediately, barely even making eye contact with Fred. 

I left the school building and decided to go for a walk to clear my head. As I was sitting buy the lake reading a book I had found in the library I heard someone yell from a few yards away. 

“Hey y/n, do you think we can talk?” I turned and saw that It was coming from one of the twins, I was not sure which one. 

My classmate sat next to me, “I’m George.” He said. 

“I know,” I said as I looked down, even if I didn’t.

“Will you go to hogsmeade with me this weekend?” George said.

I let out a small chuckle, “Am I still a joke Weasley?” 

My heart beat fast as tears welled up for the thousandth time that day. George put his hand on my cheek to wipe away the tears, “Y/N you know it was never a joke, you where never a joke.”  He laughed contradicting himself. “You and me have a good thing going here, I copy your homework and I leave you alone.”  He said shoving my shoulder with his. 

“Your not doing so well on your side of the agreement Weasley,” I said smiling. 

“I think its time we renew the terms of our agreement Y/N,” he said jumping up from the seet and holding out his hand for me, “Lets discuss this over a butter beer this weekend at hogsmeade, please Y/N.” 

I laughed then smiled, “That actually sounds pleasant George, I’ll see you this weekend.”

[malfoys-demigod]

Tutoring for the Points - Draco Malfoy x Reader x Harry Potter

A/N: I just thought of this idea by myself just now so if I somehow happen to have a similar work as someone else’s please know that I don’t intend on copying someone else’s. Thanks :)

Summary: You were appointed by Professor Snape to tutor Harry with Potions for extra points to Slytherin. 

As potions class ended, you were about to leave the classroom with Draco and your inner circle, until Professor Snape called. “Miss L/N I would like to have a word with you and Potter.” You nodded at him as your crush Draco said, “I can wait for you, Y/N. Wouldn’t want you alone with Potter.” He wished he hadn’t said the last time but you didn’t mind. “Oh, thanks Draco but I’ll be alright. I’ll see you all back at the common room.” you waved goodbye to your friends. Draco sighed quietly as possible, hoping whatever Snape was going to tell you would be nothing to do with Potter. 

“Yes, professor?” you said as you walked up to his table. 

“It seems that Mr. Potter here has been having difficulty with my subject. I would have asked Mr. Malfoy to tutor him but since they seem to have their differences, I’ll be appointing you as his tutor. Besides, after Draco, it’s you who has the highest grades, even beating Ms. Granger.” 

��Uh, I don’t know, Professor, I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to tutor him.” you nervously say. 

“I’m not asking you to tutor him, I’m appointing you to and I expect you to. Might I suggest giving you extra house points for Slytherin for the whole week?” 

You thought to yourself, “Would I even care to help out Harry Potter?” You weren’t as mean as Draco to Harry but you didn’t want to be seen tutoring your crush’s enemy! It would lower your chances of winning Draco’s heart, if he’s even into you. But at the same time, Harry has never bothered or messed with you so you guessed tutoring him wouldn’t hurt at all, especially when you could possibly hide it from Draco. After all, scoring points for your house would be nice. At least you could say that you were doing something for Slytherin. 

“Well, I suppose I can do it then.” 

“Good. I expect that Potter does well in our next test, lifitng up his scores. Very well, you may leave.” 

As you were eating with your friends in the Slytherin table, you were visited by Harry which made your friends glare at him. 

“Erm, well, Y/N-” you stopped Harry to walk him out of the Great Hall before exposing your deal with Snape. 

“What was that for?” Harry questioned. 

“Look, I think we have to secretly arrange our meet-ups because I don’t want my friends to know I’m helping you out.”

“Oh, alright.” 

“So, can I meet you at the library after I finish my dinner?” you said 

“Of course. I’ll see you.” 

As Harry quickly went back inside the Great Hall, you heard your friends Pansy and Daphne. “Um, did that sound like you were asking Potter out?” 

You rolled your eyes with a disgusted face. “Oh, please no. Fine, I’m going to let you in on a secret but you have to promise not to tell, alright?”

“Do tell us!”

“Snape offered house points if I tutored Harry some Potions lessons for the week. I didn’t want to tell you all because I feared-” 

“That Draco would hate you for it and will never like you, causing him to break your heart?” Pansy said, laughing. 

“Technically, yes. But I can’t let him find out!”

“Why not? If you’re never going to confess your feelings for him? Why don’t you just make him jealous by ‘spending time’ with Potter?” Daphne suggested.

You paused for a second, thinking that idea could possibly work. “I think I’ll go with that plan, Daphne.”

As the three of you re-entered the Great Hall, Draco kept his eyes on you. As you sat down, he said, “What did Potter want that made you drag him outside the hall?” 

“Nothing much.” you calmy say. All eyes except yours went to the platinum blonde haired boy as he was enraged inside but tried to keep his cool in front of you. “Right. I suppose then you and the others are free to hangout by the lake after dinner?” he confidently said. 

You badly wanted to spend time with your friends, especially Draco at the lake because that place was the inner circle’s hangout place and sometimes while the others played around the lake, you and Draco would sit at the bench, casually talking to each other, hoping neither of you would blush hard. 

“I don’t think I can make it.” You sadly stood up from your group. 

Draco seemed a little sad. He was hoping you’d come, heck, the main reason why he brings together the group for hangouts was because he enjoyed being with you a lot. Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle knew about his crush on you and seeing the leader of their group not happy caused them to exhange worried glances. 

“Why not?” Draco asks. 

“I’m planning on doing a head start on an essay.” you say and left quickly enough to avoid another word from Draco. 

It’s been the same for the past few days that after every dinner, you’d hurry to the library to tutor Harry. Being with Harry was surprisingly not bad as it seems like. As you taught him, you both started having small talks during the hours you tutored him. 

"So Draco wouldn’t mind having you tutor me?” Harry asks. 

“Well, erm, he doesn’t exactly know about our situation.” You sheepishly say

“But why? Wouldn’t he want to know that his girlfriend is teaching his rival?”

You couldn’t help but laugh.. and sigh. “He’s not my boyfriend. But I do like him. I just don’t know if he likes me back.” 

Harry looks at you with disbelief. “What! You’re not dating? Me, Hermione, and Ron thought you were because of the way you both interact.”

You shot him a confusing look even if you knew what he was talking about. “There’s a certain way you see?”

“Of course! They way you both look at each other, they way you talk to each other, and the way you do everything together! The three of us even see how you both try not to blush around each other when it’s just the both of you in the bench near the lake. It’s obvious, Y/N. I know how Draco feels-”

“Feels about how his best friend is hanging out with Saint Potter?” Draco appears with a jealous look on his face. 

“Draco I can explain-”

“Explain how you’ve been hiding your secret dates with Potter here? Please, save it.” he walks away. 

Harry gives you a reassuring look, “Y/N tell him how you feel. I’ll meet you again tomorrow.. hopefully.”

You start running after Draco who went inside the common room. “Draco, please let me explain.” Draco turned around and shot you a look. “Fine. Tell me why you’ve been with him.” 

“Snape offered to give us extra house points if I tutored Harry potions for a week. I refused at first but Snape really wanted me to do this.”

“Why didn’t he go to me? We all know I’m number one in potions.” He smirked at the last line. 

“He could’ve but he knows your tension with Harry, so he came to me since we all know I’m number two in potions.” you imitated Draco with the last line. 

“Ha, ha, ha.” 

You remembered what Harry said about confessing your feelings already. “But you know who’s number one in my heart?” 

“Let me guess, Saint Potter-” you interrupted him by kissing him which made both of you feel like fireworks have been exploding one by one. You’ve finally waiting for this moment and you can’t believe YOU were the one to make the first move. 

“Alright, Y/N, you’ve got a few days left teaching him. You have my permission to sneak away after dinner from now on.” 

“How about you join me in tutoring him? He’ll be lucky to have not only the number two student but number one at potions teaching him.” 

“I wonder how that’s gonna go.” You hear Blaise say as the inner circle circled around you two as they all internally jump for joy, knowing that there is finally an official power couple in Slytherin, who gave them extra house points. It’s a win-win situation for all in Slytherin. 

[wwitbeyondmeasure]

Summer At The Burrow- r.w. fan fiction

Introduction 

who doesn't love a good ol' slow burn & pining fan pic?

. After your 6th year at Hogwarts, the Weasley family invites you to spend the summer at their house. A long-harbored crush on your best friend Ron proves to make your summer at The Burrow very interesting... . p.s: in no way does this fic follow the storyline of the actual books. it's just something light hearted so the events that happen during the Half Blood Prince (such as the burning of the Burrow) don't occur in this story.

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This fan fiction can be found on my wattpad @/twasallyellow. Enjoy! 

[stanathanxoox]

Everything Will Be Okay

Gif is mine

This is for my dearest friend @powerplant-mcgarrett. I love you so much xx

You hated feeling this way. Hated feeling like everything was going against you, that everything was conspiring against you. You stood in the middle of the clearing in the forbidden forest, not particularly focused on anything, just staring blankly at the tree roots in a jumbled mess that are just messed as crazy as your own thoughts. That is until you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist, you jump slightly before turning and seeing the face of your closest friend in the whole world Luna Lovegood, a fourth year Ravenclaw standing behind you, her brows are furrowed as she tries to read your expression.

"Is everything okay Y/N? The wrackspurts aren't trying to take over in your mind again are they?" She asks, voice full of wonder and curiosity. You shake your head

"No, I don't think so Luna" you answer and she nods slightly before dropping her hold on you and coming to stand in front of you, resting her hands on your shoulders she looks into your eyes, a look of complete sincerity on her face as she says

"Everything is going to be okay, Y/N. You'll see. Things are going to work themselves out and I'll be here the whole time" she says and you give her a small smile

"I know you will Luna. You've always been there for me. Through everything, I can always count on you" you say and she smiles

"Of course Y/N. What else are friends supposed to do?" She asks innocently.

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[imaginesandsmut]

You : Hey, i made this friendship bracelet for you

Sirius : I’m not really a bracelet person

You : Oh. um, you don’t have to wear it

Sirius : No, i’m gonna wear it. Back off

[lupinscorner]

challenge accepted (sirius black x marlene mckinnon)

pairing: sirius black x marlene mckinnon

request: Hey! Idk if you do marauders era request but I’m a sucker for a blacking fix or imagine or anything really lol, thank you

summary: sirius is given a challenge to date the one girl that doesn’t like him - marlene mckinnon. 

takes place: sirius’s 6th year (marauders era)

word count: 1238

warnings: language

a/n: so sorry that this request has been here for a while, but writer’s block is a bitch, so....

“Jesus Prongs, how hard can it be to get a girl?” Sirius asked, after his best friend was, yet again, turned down by Lily Evans.

James played with the chicken on his plate, irritated and snappy. “Well, Padfoot, why don’t you  try to get the on girl who doesn’t want you. See how easy it is for yourself.”

Sirius scoffed, shoving a chicken wing in his mouth and talking at the same time. “Oh, come on, who wouldn’t like me? I’m obviously every girl’s dream.”

“Yeah, and by the way, you’ve got chicken smeared all over your face. That should be great with the ladies,” Remus quipped, setting down his book. Sirius just rolled his eyes, wondering who in Hogwarts wouldn’t like him. 

“You know, I think that Marlene doesn’t have a crush on you. She’s never swooning when you’re around, and I think she’s your friend, because, well, she wants to be your friend. Nothing more,” Peter commented, joining the conversation. 

“Yeah,” James sassed. “You try getting Marlene to go out with you. It’s harder than it looks.”

Sirius considered this. It was a challenge. And he was up for it. “Alright, I’ll get Marlene to go on a date with me. Just watch how easy it is, Prongs, and you’ll see that maybe you're the problem, not our dear Lily.” James just nodded, mumbling ‘good luck’ and going back to his dinner.

Inside the marauder’s dorm room, it was far past one in the morning. Sirius laid awake, his dark eyes staring up at the wall, examining the shadows cast by the moonlight that shone through the window. But all that he could think about was why Marlene McKinnon wouldn’t want to date him. She’s obviously just confused, Sirius thought, attempting to justify Marlene’s feelings. Or maybe she really does like me, and is just really good at keeping it a secret. But wouldn’t she have asked me out by now? This is Marlene we’re talking about. She asked Brian Covert out in fifth year when she liked him. Sirius smiled to himself. She really is a Gryffindor. And with Marlene in his head, he was able to fall asleep.

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The following morning, just after breakfast, Lily and Marlene sat by the Black Lake under the shade of a lush tree, the sun illuminating their faces in a golden light.

“So, you’ve got Sirius pining after you now?” Lily asked Marlene, leaning back on the tree behind her. 
Marlene nodded. “It seems so.”
“God, those marauder boys are like a virus. First me, now you. Next thing you now, Peter’s going to be asking out Dorcas every day.”

“Lily, I don’t think it’s too bad. It’s a little strange, but kind of sweet.”
Lily raised an eyebrow, leaning upright to face Marlene. “You think it’s sweet? Sirius has, one several occasions, yelled at you from across the transfiguration classroom ‘Marlene, want to go out with me?’ during a study period! When we’re all trying to focus!”

“Lil, no offense, but I don’t really care about focusing. Or tests.”
Lily pushed her red hair back over her shoulders, thinking about Marlene and Sirius until realization washed over her face. “But maybe you care about Sirius.”
“What are you talking about? Of course I care about him. We’ve been friends for years.”
“Maybe, you care about him…differently?”

Marlene burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh god, oh no, Lily. You’ve got it all wrong.”

“Listen, it makes sense. Now that you know that the likes you, you started thinking about it. And then, you just started to think about being together. Imagining dates with Sirius, cuddling by the fire, wrapped in blankets. Dates outside in the rain, your first kiss with him.”

Marlene just chuckled at the picture Lily painted for her. Me and Sirius? She thought. No, that’d just be weird…and awkward. Dates out at the Black Lake, eating at the great hall together, kissing…No that’s just wrong.

“Lily, that’s quite the imagination you have. But, no,” Marlene said, cutting off abruptly.


Yes, Lily did know that Marlene didn’t like Sirius. Not for now, at least. But she’d planted the seed. She knew that all that Marlene would think about for the next few days was Sirius. And being with Sirius. And that even though she didn’t like him now, that was all about to change. Lily Evans really was a genius.

Days and days of Sirius pining after Marlene had passed. Until it was the Spring Dance - yes, this year Hogwarts had a Spring Dance. And all the time Marlene was getting ready - into a blush pink dress, knee length with a soft fabric and the type of skirt that swished out into a perfect circle when you turned - Lily would make countless comments about Sirius. 

“Wow Marlene, Sirius is really going to love this.”

“Shut it, Lils.”
“And I could say the same thing about you seeing him in his tux.”

“Not true, Lily.”
“With his hair combed back. Or maybe you just like it the normal, messy way that he has it. I don’t know, Marlene, what’s your preference?”

“Neither.”

Finally, after many pokes in the eye from mascara and taming Marlene’s hair through anti-friz spells and pins, the two girls finally made their way into the dance. A calm, slow song played, the artist rambling on about love. Marlene was absolutely…disgusted. Because she did not want to even think about liking someone, much less love. Or Sirius.

But just her luck, she immediately bumped into the marauders. 
“Well, well Evans, you look absolutely stunning,” James complimented, stepping closer to Lily and reaching his hand out to hers. Abruptly pulling away, Lily stepped back and brushed him off. “Thanks, James, that’s all great, but Sirius, how do you think Marlene looks?”
 

“Lily,” Marlene said through gritted teeth, giving her a death glare. 

Sirius inched a little closer to her, smiling softly and never taking his eyes off of Marlene. “I think she looks amazing Lily.”

Marlene avoided his gaze, grabbing Lily by the arm, ready to drag her away. “Lily, let’s go find-“

“Dance with me?” Sirius asked, interupting her thought. Hesitant, Marlene nodded, taking his outstretched hand and moving to the dance floor with him.

Sirius placed his large hands on her waist, allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck and lean into him. 

“You know, originally, I was just asking you out because James said that it was hard to get the only girl who didn’t like you. And I said I’d prove him wrong. 

“Oh, good,” Marlene sighed, though disappointment tinged her heart. 

“Originally, Marlene.”


“Oh,” Marlene said quietly, too stunned to say anything.”

“But then, I think I started to fall for her. And now I don’t quite know what to do, except for dance with her and ask her if she wants to go with me to Hogsmeade?”

Marlene looked up at Sirius, a new light in her brown eyes. “I think at she’d like that.” 
Sirius shifted his head, slowly leaning in and touching his lips with hers, earning a wolf whistle from James. Lily just smiled, watching as they pulled apart, Marlene then resting her head on Sirius’s shoulder. 

Pondering, she thought about how their relationship mirrored hers and James. Maybe that could be me and James? Oh god. Do I like James now? What have you done, Lily Evans?

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[paintme-intrust]

Emmeline Vance’s playlist (x)

i. die 4 you // perfume genius ii. greyhound // calpurnia iii. poison // brent faiyaz iv. is it cold in the water? // sophie v. plastic // moses sumney vi. run me through (king princess remix) // perfume genius  vii. now only // mount eerie viii. i blame myself // sky ferreira  ix. sticky // ravyn lenae x. tears dry on their own // amy winehouse xi. waitin // kelela xii. pills // st. vincent xiii. don’t go th anacita // protomartyr xiv. pynk (feat. grimes) // janelle monáe, grimes xv. no angel // charli xcx  xvi. distorition // mount eerie  xvii. rockets // lion babe, moe moks xviii. frontline // kelela xix. my sister says the saddest things // grimes xx. happy // mitski  xxi. it’s oh so quiet // björk xxii. shadowboxer // fiano apple

[royaltides]

For all who live in the land of words.

[valentinaapower]

Imagine Requests!

My ask is open so please, send some requests! I write for TV shows, movies, books and even some bands. I can do Au’s, character fics, one shots, essentially whatever you desire. However, I do not write smut. Sometimes there will be hints of smut in my writing but it never consists of the whole thing. 

I’m really interested in starting this blog up again so start requesting! 

x Lorna 

(Any hate will be blocked/deleted) 

[theyoungest-weasley]

Neville Imagine 2

Request: I do hope your requests are still open. If possible could I get a Neville Longbottom one where he is a professor and the reader teaches Charms or Astrology and they keep bumping into each other and the students low key ship them? If there’s a form or something I need to fill out please tell me. Anyway/ Regardless of if this gets accepted. I just want to say that I enjoy your work. Please keep it up :)

Omg ur so sweet!! @thesniffler ily so much!! this was so nice to get!! ur so polite i can tell u have a heart of gold :) I'm super exited to write this!!

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“Y/n Y/l/n,” McGonagall began, “You’ve been accepted for the position of Charms Professor, and we are happy to welcome you back to Hogwarts.”

You smiled brightly, you’re dream job was yours, “I know its only been a few years,” you thought about your old memories, “but it feels like much too long.”

“We have another new teacher this year, Neville Longbottom, I believe you were in the year above him?”

“Uh, yeah,” you blushed, remembering your old crush, “’rings a bell.”

On the first day of school you rushed to board the Hogwarts Express, almost missing it. Not paying attention to where you were going, you opened a cabin door and ran directly into someone. You fell on the ground and looked up at the man on top of you... Neville Longbottom. Damn, he had grown up nicely. You felt his breath on your lips and held your own.

“I am so sorry!” He apologized, scrambling to get off you and then helping you up. 

He looked at you after you dusted off your pants and blushed, smiling, “Y/n? Y/n /y/ln? Is that you?”

You blushed and laughed, “That’s me!”

“It’s me, Neville, I was in the year below you,” he shook your hand.

“Yeah, I remember. We used to talk sometimes.”

“Yeah,” he paused, almost like he was remembering all the little conversations and blushes, “I really do wish we had kept in touch.”

“Yeah, me too.”

“Well, sorry for,” he gave a short laugh, “falling on top of you and all. Would you like to sit?”

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“Professor Y/l/n?” You heard one of your first years, Anna, question sweetly from behind you as you were writing on the board, the one hundredth school day of your time as a teacher at Hogwarts had just ended and you were brainstorming about the sixth year’s lesson plan for the next day.

You turned around and smiled, “Hi, Anna! What’s up?”

“Well,” she shifted her feet, “I-I was wondering if you could explain the Charms homework. I d-don’t understand.”

“Of course! Let me see what you’re having trouble with.”

After you explained the instructions clearly and showed her what she was messing up on, you sent her on her way and then spent the rest of the night (after finishing your lesson plans) working on a tricky new charm you had been trying to get to work. 

After one particular attempt you knew you screwed up the second the words left your mouth. After waiting a second for the backfire, nothing happened and you sighed in relief. You had celebrated too soon; suddenly, there was a small explosion and a sharp ringing in your ear. You were on the ground, your arm twisted in a weird way and covered in dust. You groaned and attempted to sit up. Fire-like pain shot through your elbow and you played back down, grimacing with hot tears growing in the corners of your harshly shut eyes. 

“Are you okay?” You heard the voice over the ringing, but it sounded far away. You looked up for a second through the spots covering your vision to see a handsome man with a concerned expression before you blacked out.

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You woke up in the Hospital Wing, sitting up and flexing your newly-healed shoulder. You looked over.

“Glad you’re awake.”

“N-Nev- I mean, Professor- I didn’t,” so the handsome man that helped you was none other than your hot colleague, Neville Longbottom. 

He laughed, “It’s fine. And how many times do I have to tell you, call me Neville! Are you feeling better.”

“Uh, yeah... Neville,” he smiled when you said his name and you blushed, “Thanks for helping me out.”

“No problem. What were you working on?”

“Just a charm I’ve been trying to get right. I came up with the idea a while ago, but I can't get it right. I’m trying to create a charm that covers plants and waters them that also allows air to get through the surrounding bubble that would be created.”

“Really?” His eyes lit up excitedly, “Well, I am the Herbology Professor, maybe I could help you?”

You blushed, somewhat surprised that the charming man would want to spend time with you, “Yeah, sure! Um... what about after classes dismiss for the day?”

“Yeah, that sounds good!” You looked at the clock and gasped, “My sixth years are just arriving! I’ll be late!”

You sprung up and ignored the brief dizzy feeling and began rushing to class. Neville sprung up as well and followed you out into the hall, turning the corners just as quickly as you were. 

“A-at least let me walk you to your class,” he muttered nervously.

“Oh, thank you Neville that’s so sweet,” you smiled back at him, picking up the pace.

Pretty soon you had arrived at the door to your classroom. You opened and rushed in, the sixth years immediately silenced and waited for you to speak. Just as you had caught your breath and opened your mouth to speak, Neville stuck his head in and smiled at the class before turning to you.

“See you later, y/n, hope you're arm’s feeling better.” You remained silent, staring with wide eyes at the door Neville had closed behind him as he left. Your class began laughing.

“I see you finally took our advice, Professor,” one girl, Hannah, laughed, “We told you on the first day of school ya’ll would be so cute together.”

“And Professor Longbottom talks about you all the time!” The boy, Malcolm, added. 

“Oh, nothing’s going on. ....Wait.... H-he does?” You questioned suddenly intrigued. 

The class shared a collective smirk. 

“Whatever,” you blushed, “it doesn’t matter. We have charms to learn!”

Although you carried on with your lesson you couldn't help but have Neville in the back of your mind the whole time. Sure, the two of you had talked plenty of times before, but you were always a stuttering mess, especially after your older classes began to notice the way you seemed flustered around your colleague. He was sweet and funny and handsome and genuinely brave. You finished the class with a fluttering in your stomach. 

One girl, Jessica, had stayed back to ask you about an upcoming Essay she was having trouble with. You helped her out with her Essay and just as you were about to leave, she stopped you.

“Professor?”

“Yes,” you answered.

“Do you... This might be weird to ask, but do you like Professor Longbottom? Actually? I know all of the students think you’d be adorable together, but what do you think?”

“I-I....” you paused, blushing furiously. Even thinking about him had your stomach in nervous knots. “I guess I do,” you said, mostly to yourself.

Jessica smiled, “Great!” And began walking out without an explanation, “oh and, you should name the baby Jessica jr.”

You laughed at her awkward straightforwardness and erased the board before looking at the time. Crap. You told McGonagall that you would make an announcement before lunch began. You rushed out your room and ran to the Great Hall. You’d had her as a teacher, and you weren't sure you wanted to cross her as your boss. You busted through the doors of the Great Hall and ran directly into something. You fell on the ground and someone landed on top of you. The Great Hall went silent. 

You looked up at Neville and blushed, “I’m not complaining,” you began, “but we really must stop meeting like this.”

He laughed and looked into your eyes, “It seems as though you’re the one who’s always bumping into me.”

He got up and held out a hand to you.

The Great Hall remained silent and you looked around, Neville’s hand still clasping yours. 

“Are they waiting for us to do something?” you whispered to Neville.

“I don’t know,” he responded, looking around.

Your eyes met and after a moments pause, you pulled Neville’s collar towards you as he simultaneously grabbed your waist. The Great Hall burst into cheers as the two of you kissed. 

You pulled a part and looked into his eyes, “I really like you. Actually.”

“Me too. Actually.”

You and Neville walked back up to a McGonagall who looked as though she was fighting back a smile and sat down side-by-side at the teachers table.

The students were still talking and you heard Jessica shout over the crowd, “I told you it would happen!”

Best. Job. Ever.

[pappydaddy]

Fearless (Taylor's Version) Collection

these will not be posted in this order

just like folklore/evermore fics, some stories are connected, continuations, some being the same story told from different perspectives.

*i will be working on these while still working on requests!

a/n: i tried to get fred and george in this collection, but i could not find a song that fit them (in my opinion)

requests are still closed!

posted: december 19th, 2021

last updated: decemeber 19th, 2021

legend

nsfw = ♠ (all implied except earned it)

fluff = ♡

sad = ☾

angst = ☁️

sad ending = ✖

happy ending (only shows on fics that the happy ending is weird in) = ★

trigger warning/spoiler warning ⚠

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fearless (taylor's version) collection

fearless | stiles stilinski x fem!reader | coming soon

on her first date with Stiles, he unknowingly makes her more attracted to him than she already was by making her fearless - a huge difference from her normally safe way of living (well, as safe as you can live in beacon hills).

fifteen | teen wolf x fem!reader | coming soon

As the gang prepares to leave high school, they find themselves looking back at when they were freshmen starting out at Beacon Hills High and all the things they learned along the way.

love story | jj maybank x fem!reader | coming soon

she’s a kook high on the social ladder. he’s a pogue famous for his crimes. it’s a love story that can rival romeo and juliet.

hey stephen | steve harrington x fem!reader | coming soon

steve has lots of girls lining up for a shot at his affection, y/n knew that, but she hoped that steve would know that she sees past his appearance. she hopes that he can see that she is better than the other girls fighting for his attention because she can’t help being in love with steve harrington.

white horse | young!sirius black x fem!reader | coming soon

important note: au where instead of having the explosion, sirius is on the run right from the start, peter was believed to have been killed "protecting" the potters.

believing sirius betrayed her and killed their friends, y/n deals with the heartbreak of losing trust in her loved one.

you belong with me | steve harrington x fem!reader | coming soon

{continuation of hey stephen fic}

when steve starts dating a college girl who just happened upon hawkins' one day, it becomes painfully clear to y/n that steve did not see that she was a better match for him than his fangirls. this prompts her to finally act on her feelings after watching him have to endure a failed love match once again.

breathe | john b. routledge x fem!reader | coming soon

{continuation of forever and always fic}

after their break up, y/n and john b face unpleasant consequences as they try to come to terms with the sudden change in their life plan. y/n finds herself lost, alone, and suffocating while it seems that john b made it out relatively unscathed from the break.

tell me why | billy hargrove x fem!reader | coming soon

{prequel to the way i loved you}

growing tired of the dysfunction between them, y/n confronts billy about their relationship resulting in their break-up making them both realize they needed to do more for each other.

you're not sorry | jonathan byers x fem!reader | coming soon

y/n always knew jonathan liked nancy wheeler, but she never felt threatened by her. she was fine with the friendship between the two developing. it wasn't until jonathan started to cancel their sacred plans to hang out with nancy that she finally snapped.

the way i loved you | billy hargrove x fem!reader | coming soon

important note: billy and y/n's relationship was not toxic, just dysfunctional as so many things were against them.

after y/n finally moved on from her breakup with the infamous billy hargrove, she finds herself longing for the dysfunctional love they shared even though she has the perfect guy. even with having both boys wrapped around her finger, she must decide if she wants perfection or real love.

forever & always | john b. routledge x fem!reader | coming soon

being in a long-term relationship when you're both in high school can go one of two ways: you can end up being high school sweethearts or you can end up completely heartbroken. y/n always thought it would be the first one, it was practically promised to her, but with sarah cameron dancing into the picture, she wasn't so sure anymore.

the best day | parent!steve harrington x parent!fem!reader | coming soon

{continuation of the fic bandaids so check that out before this if you don't want spoilers for that fic}

the chronicles of steve and y/n's daughter growing up.

change | pope heyward x fem!reader | coming soon

dealing with the repercussions of leaving his scholarship interview, pope loses hope of ever breaking free from the clutches of poverty. luckily, his girlfriend y/n is there to encourage him into not giving up.

jump then fall | peter parker x fem!stark!reader | coming soon

peter and y/n like each other, that much is evident, but peter is apprehensive of letting himself love y/n. it is up to her to show him that love is nothing to be scared of.

untouchable | sarah cameron x fem!reader | coming soon

y/n is in love with sarah, but how could she reach her when she was just a pogue?

come in with the rain | billy hargrove x fem!reader | coming soon

y/n and billy had an odd relationship. one where neither of them technically had each other, but they didn’t even think of seeing someone else. after suffering in silence as she wanted more, y/n grew tired of constantly going to billy. now, she’s left sitting with her window open hoping billy hargrove would come in with the rain.

superstar | spider-man/peter parker x fem!reader | coming soon

having a crush on your best friend and the teen heartthrob of a superhero was hard. especially since the girls fawning over spider-man wanted nothing to do with the boy under the mask. it seemed to hurt the most since he seemed to be blinded by the attention.

the other side of the door | jj maybank x fem!reader | coming soon

dating the ex-playboy of the island was not an easy task. there were fights, tears, and lots of words being thrown around that weren't meant. good thing they know each other so well they know what hides behind those words.

today was a fairytale | peter parker x fem!reader | coming soon

y/n and peter can't help but reminisce on their relationship as they wind down from the experience of the ultimate fairytale - their wedding day.

you all over me | john b. routledge x fem!reader | coming soon

{continuation of forever and always + breathe fics}

coming back to obx for a visit after leaving the island years ago stirs up feelings and memories that make y/n realize that john b. routledge had never been completely washed off her.

mr. perfectly fine | draco malfoy x fem!reader | coming soon

being broken up with in a note while in the middle of class stings. what stings more is seeing that the boy who did it is perfectly fine while you're a mess- left trying to figure out what happened. but, at least y/n finally sees what an utter git draco malfoy truly is.

we were happy | simon kalivoda x fem!reader | coming soon

a few years after simon's death, y/n finds herself struggling with the thought of her falling out of love with his memory. in an effort to help her, the surviving gang regroups to think back upon the heights of her and simon - proving that she'll never not love him.

that's when | robin buckley x fem!reader | coming soon

following their amicable break-up, robin and y/n find themselves missing each other too much. thinking back at the relationship, y/n makes a call that could change everything - for worse or for better.

don't you | sam fraser x fem!reader | coming soon

running into her ex-girlfriend as she is under the arm of her new boyfriend does not helo the process of getting over the break-up, bu y/n swore she would never hate sam. a vow that was deemed difficult when sam attempts to make small talk during the awkward encounter.

bye bye baby | sam fraser x fem!reader | coming soon

{prequeal to don't you}

she had a feeling when her girlfriend randomly called her inviting her over to her house. now y/n feels like a discarded stray dog, promised forever only to be turned out into the streets.

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