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weelittleweasley · 4 years ago

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meet the wealseys (f.w.)

prompt: you met fred at the joke shoppe when you had first arrived from america. after dating for a little while, he asks you to come and meet his family. needless to say, your visit to the burrow was one you’ll never forget.

pairing: post war! fred weasley x fem! american! reader

warnings: mention of the war and death, food and eating

word count: 6.4k

Diagon Alley was much different than what you had pictured, but in the best way possible. The tight quarters were packed with people as you pushed through, looking at the different store fronts, seeing how each one was uniquely different and magical. This was not what you were used to in the States, but you knew that you would become adjusted very soon. The hustle and bustle was refreshing and exciting for a young girl starting a new life abroad. As you continued to stroll along the alley, people called out to each other, exchanging sickles and galleons for merchandise, laughing and hugging each other, poking a smile onto your face. There were many stores to choose from, but you kept your eyes peeled for a store front that jumped out at you.

It didn’t take long for that to happen.

Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, the banner clearly spelt out with a animatronic person, tilting his hat up. Number 93 Diagon Alley.

Your curiosity stirred inside of you as you shrugged and pushed the front door open. Sounded interesting enough. As you entered the shoppe, you were instantly greeted with screaming children, things zooming past you, and so many colors. The shoppe itself radiated childhood joy which made your heart soar with excitement.

Walking through out the store, you quickly realized that this was a joke shoppe with countless amounts of products. Ones that you were familiar with and others that you had never heard of. You laughed to yourself as you saw Dungbombs and U-No-Poos. “Clever,” you spoke to yourself as you continued to walk through the aisles of the stores. Whomever started this joke shoppe clearly had an affinity for their childhood and having fun; something you could gladly get on board with.

As you walked around, you saw how excited everyone was in the store. It was full of life and nostalgia and joy. There was laughter, smiles, and cheering; how could one not love it here? The store’s energy itself made you want to stay forever. As if England couldn’t get any better.

You filed through the shelves, shuffling through brightly colored packaging and funny titled products that brought glee to your face. Maybe you could purchase a few things and send some of them home back to your family and friends in America. They would get a kick out of these. Slowly, you had accumulated a pile of toys and such in your arms. I must look out of my mind, you think to yourself. A 20 year old girl by herself in a joke shoppe, carrying poop themed jokes.

“Need a basket?” a voice calls from behind you as you flip around. Standing there was a tall, well dressed man with flaming red hair gelled swiftly away from his face as he smiled at you. His chocolate brown eyes were warm and comforting and his smile was enough to have you weak in the knees. “Seems like you got your hands full,” he speaks before ducking his right eye down in a cheeky wink.

His forwardness took you by shock. You stammered for a second before finally speaking, “Yeah, sure, thank you.” He hands you a basket that you dump all of the products in. “I appreciate it, thanks,” you smile back at him.

The red haired gentleman speaks, “It’s my job. Literally.” You chuckle lightly, nodding your head, realizing he was the owner of the shoppe. The uniform, the proud badge he wore on his suit jacket, the amount of confidence he exuded. It made sense. “You’ve got a fine selection of products in your basket, I must admit,” he smiles, tucking his hands into his pockets. “Some of our bestsellers.”

You smile back at him, tilting your head, trying to get a read on him. Was he trying to flirt? Or was he just trying to make a sale? “I suppose that’s why I’m buying them. Although, not all of them are for me, I must admit,” you sigh. “I’m sending some to my family back home. Figured my brother will like it.”

The owner nods his head, “Ah, yes. Nothing a brother loves more than poop themed pranks. What a brilliant sister you are,” he winks as you lightly chuckle. “I figure home is the States for you?” he asks as you furrow your brows, wondering how he knew. “Your accent. It’s pretty recognizable,” he laughs as you roll your eyes. “What brings you to London?”

At first, you hesitated sharing your story with a business owner of a joke shoppe that you had just met. But there was something about him that made you want to trust him. “I graduated from Ilvermorny four years ago. I decided I wanted to move out of the States to find other work to see if there were more job opportunities here. I moved here about a month or two ago,” you tell the flame haired man who leaned against the wall, listening to you intently as his eyes darted from your eyes to your body, quite obviously checking you out. You gulp when his eyes meet yours with a smirk on his face. Within an instant, you decide to play his game. “Besides, there are cuter men in London.”

He chuckles at your joke and nods his head. “Understandable. Seems like you moved for very important reasons,” he replies as you blush. “Can I check you out?”

You freeze. “Can you what?”

The gentleman laughs at your surprise. “Your merchandise? Can I ring you up?” he clarifies as you exhale a breath with a blush, lightly laughing before nodding. “Brilliant...besides, I’ve been checking you out since you walked into the store,” he simply states before leading the way to the cash register. Your heart stops as your mouth runs dry. At least he was honest. “I didn’t get your name,” he speaks as he ducks behind the counter, taking your basket and ringing up your things. “I’m Fred.”

Fred. The name suited him. You smile, “(Y/N),” you speak, extending you hand to shake his as he does so with a smirk on his lips. “The shoppe is really amazing. You must be proud of it,” you praise him as he smiles proudly.

“We are,” he speaks as you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “My brother and I run the shoppe together. He’s my twin,” he reveals.

“Twin?” you clarify.

“Yeah, twin. Georgie!” Fred calls out into the shoppe.

Suddenly, from behind a stack of boxes pops out a figure identical to Fred. “Good God,” you breathe out. The twin, now known as George, walks over to Fred as Fred slings an arm around his brother. As they stand next to each other, you realize just how identical they were. The only way telling them apart was the color of the shirt they wore. This would surely be trouble.

“George, this is (Y/N). She recently moved here from America,” Fred tells George who smiles widely at you, extending his hand to shake yours as you gladly accept it. “(Y/N), this is George, my twin.”

With a large smile, you speak to George, “Pleasure to meet you. I see where Fred gets his handsome looks from,” you joke around, making George laugh wildly.

“Oh, you’re brilliant. I like you already,” George beams before nudging his brother with a knowing look. Fred gave his brother a shove as George smirked at him, knowing exactly what was going on here. Unbeknownst to you. “Well, I hope this isn’t the last I see of you, (Y/N). I’ve got to go restock some shelves, but don’t be a stranger,” George tells you, very friendly for just having met each other.

And just as quickly as he came, he’s gone, disappearing behind boxes. “He seems lovely,” you tell Fred who rolls his eyes, making you giggle.

Fred shakes his head, “Ball breaker,” he huffs. “But he’s my brother. Gotta love him,” he smiles. “That’ll be three galleons,” he chimes. You look at him puzzled. There was enough merchandise there to be well over ten galleons, but he was only charging you three. But before you can protest, Fred speaks, “The new girl discount,” he winks as you smile at him gratefully before handing him three galleons. “I hope your brother enjoys his things.”

You look up at Fred and gulp. The fact that this complete stranger had you at a loss of words was beyond you. “I’m sure he’ll love them,” you speak honestly as Fred smiles softly. “I hope this isn’t the last time we see each other, Fred,” you reveal to him honestly. There was something about Fred that made you want to be around him. The life he had inside of him was enticing and exciting; he was different than other men you have met in London.

Looking into your eyes, Fred gulps before speaking, “I’m sure it won’t be. In fact, since you’re still new to London, maybe I could show you around this weekend? I know a few good spots in the area. You know, since I’m a local.”

His words make a grin appear on your lips as you nod your head, “That sounds really nice, Fred. I’d like that.”

“Wicked,” Fred breathes out as you giggle. “Saturday? We can make a day of it? We’ll meet here and I’ll give you a very comprehensive tour,” he wiggles his brows as you smile with a nod. “Until then, (Y/N).”

You give Fred a small wave goodbye before exiting the joke shoppe with two bags full of pranks and toys. And now a date for Saturday.

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“Fred, let’s get a move on! The shop opens in twenty and it’s new release day!” George yells from outside the bedroom door as Fred groan, cuddling further into your chest as you rub his back. “(Y/N)! Stop distracting my git brother!”

You chuckle as Fred calls back out, “Leave her out of this, you wanker! I’ll be ready in five!” George groans from outside of the door before you hear his footsteps disappear into the kitchen. Fred looks up at you as he lays on your chest, you brushing his floppy red hair out of his eyes. “I guess that’s my cue,” Fred huffs before peeling himself off you, rubbing his face with a groan.

It had been three months since you had met Fred that day in the joke shoppe. Three months since he had flirted with you and you had gone out on your first date. There was undeniable chemistry between you and Freddie. He adored how you loved to joke around, not taking yourself or anything too seriously. He adored that way you looked around London with such wonder and curiosity with wide eyes and smile. Fred loved the way you threw your head back with you laughed and gave his hand a squeeze. Fred loved when you bit back a smile when you teased him before giving in and falling into a fit of giggles. Fred was smitten with you and you him. You adored his confidence and professionalism, but you adored even more the way he could act like a fool at the drop of a hat. Fred was childlike in the best way possible. He was a breath of fresh air. He was what you needed when you moved here.

“Oh, come on, Freddie,” you sit up in the bed, Fred’s large t-shirt draped over your body. “It’s new release day! That should be loads of fun! Besides, after the work day is over, you know I’ll be waiting for you,” you kiss his shoulder blade. You worked just up the road at the Apothecary, so it was easy for Fred to run over and see you on his lunch break. That was Fred’s favorite part of the day. He secretly wished that you didn’t get another job, so he could easily run over on those lunch breaks to steal a quick kiss and see your face. Even if it was for three minutes.

Fred begrudgingly pulls on his suit pants, huffing, “I can only hope that this release goes well. George and I invested a lot into this release and if it doesn’t do well, then we’ll lose a lot.”

You give your darling a knowing look, “It won’t do poorly, Fred. You and I both know that.” Fred gives you a gentle smile as he buttons up his shirt. “Come here,” you sit up on your knees as Fred walks over the edge of the bed. You pull his tie around his neck before tying it for him, something you knew he loved. “Today is going to be a brilliant day and you are going to sell out. I feel it in my gut.”

Fred takes your chin in his fingers, forcing your gaze up to his. His eyes look into yours with adoration before he pulls you in for a sweet kiss as you smile into it. Fred’s lips move gently against yours, making your stomach sway in excitement. Kissing Fred never got old. He gently pull away from you, pushing his forehead against yours. “I love you, angel,” he coos as you blush. He pecks the tip of your nose before sighing, “I’ll stop by the apothecary around lunch to update you on how sales are going.”

With a small nod, you watch him open the bedroom door and get ready to leave. “I love you, Freddie. You’ll be great,” you call after him as he sends you a wink.

“What about me?!” George’s voice booms from the other room.

You laugh and sigh, “You’ll be phenomenal, Georgie!”

“Hah! I got a phenomenal and you got a great, Fred! Guess (Y/N) has a favorite twin!” George teases his brother as you hear a slap and George squeal an Ouch!

“Oh, would you shut your fat mouth and get downstairs!” Fred exclaims at his brother, making you chuckle.

The sounds of the twins banter slowly faded as they descended the stairs of the flat down to the shoppe below. You smiled to yourself as you pried yourself off of Fred’s comfortable linens and forced yourself to get ready for your own job that awaited you.

Soon enough, the lunch hour rolled around and you were finishing helping a customer purchase a bunch of ingredients for a spell. “Have a lovely day,” you chimed as you handed her a bag full of her things.

As she left the apothecary, you exhaled deeply and arched your back, stretching the kinks in your back. Standing on your feet all day really took a lot out of you.

The bell at the front door chimed signaling that another customer had arrived. Mindlessly, you begin speaking, “Good afternoon and welcome. Is there something I can assist you w-”

You are briskly cut off by a pair of lips on yours as you instantly melt into Fred’s touch, humming gently into your embrace. Fred pulls away with a large grin on his face. “Hi, Freddie,” you speak.

“How did you know it was me and not George,” he questions you, poking at your sides. “How do you know it’s not George right now pretending to be Fred? Huh?”

In between giggles, you manage to speak, “I know my boyfriend, Fred.” Fred halts his tickling as you smile up at him. “Besides, George has a more square jaw than you do. You also have calloused finger pads from opening boxes and George doesn’t because he carries the inventory,” you recount as Fred looked at you, quite impressed that you had little tells between him and his twin brother. “Anyway, how are sales going? Business booming?”

Fred smiles widely before you jump on the counter, Fred standing in between your legs. “Better than booming. We sold out at eleven in the morning. Nearly an hour after we opened,” Fred gushes as you gasp, pulling him in for a tight hug. You weren’t surprised that the release went well; the boys knew their demographic and always knew what the people wanted. “But that’s not all the good news, my love.”

You give your boyfriend and knowing look. “Really?” you ask as he nods. “Oh, I’m scared.”

“No need to be,” he chuckles. “I called my mum to tell her the good news and she thinks a celebration is in order. She invited us, all of us, to come home for the weekend. Everyone will be home. Me, George, Ron, Percy, Ginny, Mum, Dad. I assume that Hermione and Harry’ll be there too because bloody hell it’s not home without them. Mum even said that Bill and Fleur may stop by at one point! It’ll be a mini vacation! Isn’t that brilliant?” he beams.

But instead of cheering in glee, your heart freezes. Going to Fred’s childhood home to meet his family and his friends? Not just for dinner. For the weekend. You had no idea what to expect. You knew that Fred had a large family and he spoke highly about all of them. He told you stories of his childhood and Hogwarts and he always seemed to speak of it all with such love.

It’s not that you didn’t want to meet his family, you just didn’t want to not meet their expectations that they had for Fred. From the stories Fred and George had told you, Mrs. Weasley was very protective over her children. Especially after the war. With Fred nearly dying, she was especially careful with Fred. The last thing you wanted was to make his mother disappointed in his choice of a partner and even more terrifying, you didn’t want your beloved boyfriend’s mother hate you.

“(Y/N)? You haven’t said anything? You alright?” Fred snaps you out of your thoughts as you shake your head, bringing you back to reality. “Do you want to come home and meet my family?” he excitedly asks you, taking your hands in his as he kisses the backs of them tenderly, looking up at you hopeful for your response.

You couldn’t say no. It would break Fred’s heart. Besides, you were going to have to meet them eventually. With a deep breath, you reply, “Of course I do, Freddie love.”

Fred claps his hands together, “Wicked. Oh, this is bloody brilliant. I’ll have to run back to the shoppe and ring her and tell her to make an extra place setting for tonight.” Fred looks at you, childish joy bubbling in his eyes as you sigh softly, giving him a gentle smile. The look on his face made you fall in love with him all over again. “I can’t wait for them to meet you. They’re gonna love you,” he tells you, holding your face in between his calloused hands as you smile. “Godric, I love you,” he breathes before kissing you quickly. “Okay, I’ve got to get back to the shoppe. But after you’re done with work, go pack a bag, and meet me and George back at our flat. We’ll apparate from there!”

And with that, Fred is out of the apothecary without another word, leaving you speechless, still sitting on the counter. As you sit there, just puzzled, your co-worker notices your predicament and laughs, “Meeting the family tonight, eh?”

“Seems like it,” you gulp.

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You stood nervously in the living room of the twins’ flat, overnight bag in hand as you nervously nibbled on your fingernails. George yelled things to Fred from his bedroom as the two twins chaotically packed their bags and gathered things for their weekend stay. “Do you think we should bring our own brooms?” Fred boomed from his room.

“No,” George yelled back. “The ones that are in the shed will be just fine.”

Brooms? Should you have brought a broom? Your eyes dart to Fred who emerges from his room, duffel in hand with a large smile on his face. “Should I have brought a broom?” you ask him.

Fred laughs and shakes his head. “No, all you need to bring is your beautiful, wonderful self,” he speaks, kissing your forehead. “Georgie, let’s get this show on the road!”

“Coming, coming!” George bellows before appearing from his room, backpack on with another small bag in his hand. “Would you like to do the honors?” he smiles at Fred.

“Thought you’d never ask, brother,” he beams before pulling his wand from his pocket. “Everyone ready? Got all their things?” Fred looks at George who gives him a confident nod as you feign confidence and give Fred a small smile. “Brilliant...” he trails off before with a flick of his wand and a whoosh.

And suddenly before your eyes, you are not in the flat anymore. Instead, lush green grass is beneath your feet and the smell of rosemary and thyme floats around in the air. Ahead of you stands a proud, tall house that have Fred and George grinning from ear to ear. They were home.

Within seconds, George speaks, “Last one inside carries up all the bags!”

Fred and George are instantly set in a mad dash as you roll your eyes and shake your head with a smile. You slowly walk behind them, carrying your bag, heart beating hard against your chest. The time was now and there was no avoiding it.

When you reach the front entrance, George looks at you, “(Y/N)! You didn’t even try!” You laugh and shake your head. “Eh, it’s fine. We’ll force Ron to carry all the luggage upstairs,” George shrugs.

Fred appears and grabs your hand, pulling you inside with a bright smile. “Mum! Dad! We’re home!” Fred calls out before chatter starts blooming from all areas of the house, making your heart race. Fred looks at your nervous eyes and squeezes your hand. “No need to worry. I’m telling you they’re going to adore you.”

First down the stairs is Ginny, the only Weasley daughter. Her eyes land on her two other brothers as she grins widely. “Look what the cat dragged in,” she laughs before George scoops her up in a tight hug, spinning her around as they both laugh wildly. George puts her down only for Fred to do the same thing to his younger sister. “I missed you both so much. Home isn’t the same without you two,” she speaks to her brothers.

Fred pulls his sister into his side, “We missed you too. Everyday we miss you, little.” Ginny smiles up at her brother. “Gin, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N). (Y/N), meet the littlest Weasley, Ginny.”

“I may be the littlest, but I’ll still kick both of your asses,” Ginny pushes her brother teasingly. Ginny smiles at you widely. “I’ve heard all about you. And by all about you I mean I’ve heard what Fred tells Mum who tells me,” she laughs as you smile. “Can I give you a hug?” she asks.

You smile, “Absolutely.” Ginny embraces you tightly as you smile widely. “It’s so nice to finally meet you. Fred and George speak so highly of you.”

Ginny pulls away from her embrace and speaks, “They better.” You laugh. She had the same sense of humors as her brothers. “Your accent is so pretty. Well, I mean, all of you is pretty. Gorgeous, actually. Well done, Fred!” Ginny compliments, making Fred blush a deep crimson. “You could probably do much better than him, you know that?” she teases, making you laugh. You and Ginny would get along just fine.

“Alright, enough of all that,” Fred grabs your hand, pulling you away from Ginny.

Shortly after Ginny’s arrival follows bumbling footsteps and a voice that says, “Full house already! Bill and Fleur haven’t even arrived. I’m not giving up my bed for anyone, hear me?” George immediately tackles the Weasley brother to the floor, making him cry out. “George, get the bloody hell off of me, you git!”

George laughs, “Aw, I missed you too, Won-Won!”

Fred bursts out into laughter before George climbs off of the tackled brother. “Hey, Ronald,” Fred messes up his brothers hair as Ron shakes his head with a smile. “Missed you.”

Ron smiles at his brothers, “Missed you both too. Although the tackle wasn’t appreciated.” Ron glares at George who gives him a firm pat on the back. “You must be (Y/N),” Ron smiles warmly at you extending his hand for a shake. “Really nice to meet you.”

“You too. Didn’t realize that it was customary for your brothers to attack you when returning home,” you laugh as Ron shakes his head.

“Neither did I. Every day is a surprise here,” he huffs. “One second, pardon me,” he excuses himself. “’Mione! Fred’s girlfriend is here!” Ron calls up the stairs. “Gin and ‘Mione have been dying for another girl in the house for forever. She’ll be happy to see you.”

You smile at Ron, “Always good to have more girls. Gotta balance out the playing field.”

As soon as you say that, who you can assume is Hermione along with another boy with jet black hair comes down the stairs, of which you can assume is Harry Potter. Ron was right about Hermione, she was over the moon to have another girl in the house. To quote her, she said, “Thank Godric. Do you know what’s it’s like living with mostly boys? Do you know how many times I’ve almost fall into the toilet because the seat was still up? Too many times, Ronald Weasley!”

Harry on the other hand was much more soft-spoken, but equally as witty as Ron and Hermione. Again, making a comment based on how you were way out of Fred’s league. “Merlin, Fred, how do you do it?” Harry said. “(Y/N), blink once if you need help,” Harry joked, making Ron and Ginny crack up. You, of course, played along with the joke, blinking three times, making the friends laugh harder.

“Okay, okay, enough of that,” Fred pulls you away. “Percy! Mate!”

Coming from outside was who you assumed was Percy alongside Mr. Weasley. Both of them in work clothes, covered in dirt and such, from working outside. “Freddie! George!” Percy beams before engulfing his two brothers in bear hugs. The sight made your heart warm. The love that this family had for each other was enough to make you melt. “Great to see you again. You’re (Y/N), right? Lovely to meet you. So glad you could come over for the weekend!” Percy shakes your hand excitedly as you smile.

“I’m glad to be here!” you admit, now truthfully. Everyone was so lovely and warm. Percy steps away so now Mr. Weasley could meet you. “Mr. Weasley, thank you so much for having me. I’m so delighted to meet you and your family,” you beam.

Mr. Weasley gives you the warmest smile you’ve ever seen and grabs one of your hands squeezing it. “We are even more delighted to have you as a guest in our home. Oh, and please don’t call me Mr. Weasley. Arthur is just fine,” he smiles. “Speaking of our home, where is your mother?” Arthur looks the the rest of the group as they shrug. “Molly! Your sons and their guest have arrived!!” Arthur bellows up the stairs.

Seconds later, a glowing older woman starts down the winding staircase in the middle of the home, beaming, “Sorry, sorry, sorry, I was making their bed with fresh sheets. Now where are my loves?” Mrs. Weasley looks at her twins and tears start to form in her eyes. “Oh, my babies!” she exclaims as Fred and George engulf their shorter mother in a tight hug. “You boys don’t come home enough. I know the business is doing great, but please come home more. We miss you dearly,” she pinches their cheeks lovingly as George kisses his mother’s cheek.

Fred starts, “We miss you, too, Mum. Always.” Mrs. Weasley smiles at her son. “Mum, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N).”

Within mere seconds, Mrs. Weasley has scooped you into a hug, squeezing you tight as you giggle at the gesture. “Oh, my dear, it’s so wonderful to meet you at last. I can’t believe Freddie was hiding you from me all this time,” she gushes before holding you at arm’s length. “Beautiful American thing you are! Goodness, Fred, well done!” Fred rolls his eyes, making you giggle.

“It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Weasley,” you smile warmly at your boyfriend’s mother.

She instantly starts shaking her head, “Oh no, dear. My name is Molly. Not Mrs. Weasley. Please, I insist.” You smile at her with a small blush on your cheeks. It had only been ten minutes, but you felt more at home than ever. “You are just a peach!” she pinches your cheek. “Adorable. You hungry, dear? Cuppa tea? I have dinner in the oven. We’re having roast chicken. Freddie told me that was your favorite meal. Lucky for you, it’s the dish I’m best at,” she whispers the last part to you as you giggle.

This family was doing everything they could to make you feel at home and it was surely working. You felt like you belonged here. Molly linked your arms together, insisting you tell her everything you and Fred had been doing as a couple for the last three months as she made you a cup of tea. “Mum’s already stolen her,” George nudges his twin with a cocky smile. “Good luck trying to get her back.”

But you didn’t mind being stolen off by Molly Weasley. The woman was a delight. She was sweet, kind, and so thoughtful. Molly loved hearing the way you spoke of her son. “You speak of him like he’s the only man on this planet,” she coos as she poured you tea.

You blush a wild shade of pink. Maybe you had to get used to blushing around the Weasley family. “He’s the only man on this planet for me,” you shrug. “Fred is a proper gentleman, Molly. Really.” Molly rolls her eyes, knowing how abrasive her own son could be. “No, seriously,” you laugh. “All of the boys that I’ve dated are all back in America, sure, but none can hold a candle to Fred. Honestly.”

Molly squeezes your hand, “And I hope it stays that way, my dear. The way that Fred speaks of you is unlike anything I’ve ever heard from him before. Hold onto each other. What you have already is worth it.”

“Thank you,” you squeeze Molly’s hand back.

The dinner hour soon rolled around which meant the arrival of more Weasleys. As everyone was finding their seat, two more people apparated into the Burrow. “Bill!” Ron exclaimed before engulfing his brother in a hug. Bill stood tall next to a beautiful blonde haired woman who you assume to be his wife, Fleur. The couple was breathtakingly beautiful.

Fred leaned down next to you. “That’s Bill and his wife, Fleur,” Fred confirmed your thoughts. “Fleur is part Veela. She has a...complicated relationship with my mother and Ginny. But no need to worry, that ship has sailed. She’s actually quite lovely,” Fred tells you as you nod.

Knowing that Molly Weasley didn’t instantly take a liking to everyone made you think about the initial reaction she had to you. It made you feel better how warm she was towards you, even though you wouldn’t wish coldness from the Weasleys on anyone.

“Bill, Fleur, this is my girlfriend, (Y/N),” Fred introduces you to his brother and his wife.

Bill shakes your hand with a polite smile. “Nice to meet you,” he beams. “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend,” Bill teased his brother.

“Keeping me a secret, eh?” you look at Fred.

“An American girlfriend! Oh, this is brilliant,” Bill laughs. “Looking forward to getting to know you,” he speaks.

You turn to Bill’s wife, Fleur who gives you a small smile. “Nice to see another girl in the ‘ouse,” she beams. “You are quite beautiful,” Fleur beams as you blush yet again. But this time it felt different. A Veela complimenting you on your beauty. “’ow did you manage to get ‘er, Fred?” Fleur keeps the teasing going as he groans.

“Bloody hell, I get it! My girlfriend is gorgeous, and American, and out of my league! Are we eating dinner?” Fred tries to change the subject which just makes everyone else laugh.

Dinner was divine. Molly really knew how to cook and boy, did she make a feast. Roast chicken, mashed potatoes, vegetables, gravy, bread and chocolate cake for desert. Fred had told his mother what you’re favorite foods were and she gladly obliged to making all of them to which you thanked her profusely for.

Ron leaned back in his seat as the dishes were being magically cleaned. “You should come over more, (Y/N),” he rubs his belly, full of dinner, making you laugh.

Ginny sprung from her seat, pulling Harry up with her. “Well, digest quickly, Ron. The sun is setting and George promised me a game of quidditch before nightfall,” Ginny smirks at her older brother who groans.

“Quidditch? After this meal? What are you trying to do, Gin? Make me have a heart attack?” he complains. “Why can’t we do a morning game?”

“Cause you always sleep through morning matches!” Harry defends Ginny who smiles proudly at him. “Get your lazy arse up and get a broom!”

Harry, Ginny, Fred, George, Ron, and Bill all rise from the table and rush to the garden shed to grab brooms. You just laugh along with Fleur and Hermione at the table before you three rise from the table, walking outside to watch the game that would eventually descend into madness.

Hermione runs ahead of you and Fleur and to the backyard, calling out, “I’ll be score keep!”

Fleur turns to you and smiles, “’Ow are you feeling? I know the feeling of meeting the family for the first time. Although, I think you and I ‘ad different experiences.”

You give Fleur a knowing smile. “They’re a lovely family. I was very nervous to come here because I didn’t know how they would react to have a complete stranger in their house, but they’re really great. Freddie was right.”

Fleur links your arms together as you walk to a small clearing in the backyard as the lot before you hops on brooms and takes to the skies. “I know I ‘ave my ‘istory with the Weasleys, but they are very good people. Kind people. Genuine. And I know, Fred. I saw the way ‘e looked at you at dinner. The boy loves you very much. And being loved by a Weasley,” she looks up at her husband, laughing on a broom as he pats Freddie’s shoulder, “it’s the greatest feeling in the world. ‘old onto ‘im, (Y/N).”

Your heart swells at Fleur’s words. It was beautiful to see the way she spoke of Bill. How she looked at him. You could only wish that you had that kind of love with Fred. “Thank you, Fleur. That means a lot,” you squeeze her hand.

The two of you look to the sky to see the lot waiting. “Are you all going to start this game or not? I wanna see some action!” you tease those in the sky as Fleur giggles next to you. “You gonna win for me, Freddie?” you give him a wink.

Fred scoffs, “Of course I am.”

The quidditch game had ended quite quickly after a brief thirty minute game, Harry catching the snitch with ease. “That’s what happens when you challenge the best quidditch player of this generation,” he sticks his tongue out at Ginny who rolls her eyes and shoves her boyfriend inside.

“Wonder what happens if I beat up the best quidditch player of all time,” Ginny speaks as Harry laughs before running up the stairs away from his girlfriend who had just lost the quidditch match.

As the group files back in again, Bill and Fleur make their way upstairs back to his old room. Ron and Hermione scramble into the living room, Hermione challenging Ron to a chess match, giggling as Ron places a sneaky kiss on her cheek, George throwing playful punches at Fred who slaps his bum, running away as George yells at him. Percy, who sits in the recliner groans, “Can you be any louder? I’m trying to read!”

George looks at Fred who has a devilish smile on his cheeks. “Be louder? Alright!” Fred exclaims before he and George link arms and start scream singing a random song that came to their heads, making you shake your head and laugh.

Percy just leans further back into his chair with a sigh, but there is a small smile on his face as he watches his twin brothers, dance around the living room, occasionally letting a chuckle out here and there.

You sit on the couch, observing it all take place. To an outside eye, the Weasley house looked chaotic. But really, it was perfectly orchestrated. Everyone had their own thing to do, but still interacted and operated alongside each other without fail. Ron and Hermione quietly playing cheer in the corner, little giggles here and there. Percy reading a book, curled up in the corner. Ginny and Harry running up and down the stairs, in and out of the house. Bill and Fleur upstairs, getting ready for bed. Molly in the kitchen, cleaning up before getting ready to retire to her bedroom where Arthur was surely waiting after finishing the garden work. Fred and George acting like fools in the living room, babbling about the shoppe. The house was like an orchestra, each person playing their part that was very different from the others, but they all clicked together to make beautiful music.

Beside you on the couch, Fred sits and wraps his arm around your shoulders. “First day at the Burrow. How are you liking it?” he asks, pressing a kiss to your temple.

You cup his cheek with your hand, brushing your thumb against it. “It’s perfect here. I can see why you love it so much,” you admit as he smiles, pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand. “Your family is so sweet. I really adore them already.”

“And they adore you. Mum especially. She was gushing to Dad about you over dinner whilst you talked to Ginny and Harry,” Fred confides in you as your heart swells. His family liking you was all that mattered. “You’re smashing it. But I knew you would,” he shrugs as you giggle. “I’m glad you’re here.”

Kissing his lips gently, you speak, “I’m glad I came.”

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moo-nstone · 4 years ago

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eva? can u do placement for they role in school

as in, what are their roles in school? i don’t know but i suppose i could do my experience with the signs in school

so i was the capricorn who never studied but got the best grades and teachers either loved me or hated me for that. i was also really bad at paying attention, i did a lot of shit in the middle of classes but when it was the classes i loved which were history and philosophy i paid a lot of attention and was very participative in the classes, i was the annoying teachers’ pet on those classes LMFAO bitches hated me because i treated those two teachers like they were my mothers.

aquarius people were the most entertaining in class. there were two twins who who were aquariuses and they were absolute geniuses but they didn’t care for school at all, like me they were just nailing it somehow without studying and they would do the most preposterous shit and get away with it. as in, start screaming in the middle of class, getting into fights, insult the teachers but they somehow got away with it because everyone viewed them as angels.

when i got into highschool, in the first class of philosophy i was so drawn to this aquarius girl that we immediately plotted to fake me being sick and she pretended to take me to the infirmary to help me but we just spent the next hour talking about random shit. we got very close after that and we kept plotting our way through highschool

come to think of it, i had sexual tension with a lot of aquariuses i don’t know what it was but every time i befriended one, the whole school thought we were dating. this one time there was this aquarius man i was close to and we started pretending we were cousins while he grabbed my ass and everyone got TERRIFIED of us the rumours immediately stopped LMFAO

sagittarius were.... the worst influences. i had no hope of paying attention when they were close to me lmfao they would persuade me into the worst shit and i did it in the name of entertainment. in our first class together in highschool, the teacher got so pissed she was like “if anyone wants to leave they’re free to, i won’t mark you as absent” and this sag girl just smirked at me and next thing i know we’re walking out the class with the teacher super :0 bc she didn’t expect anyone to leave and we thought we were bad bitches for doing that. we weren’t, that’s so disrespectful. spoiler alert, that teacher made our life living hell for the next year. eventually i made the teacher fall in love with me and she ended up giving me a grading much higher than i deserved. anyway me and the girl would start doing instagram livestreams during class, start napping together, skip class to go visit other highschools and doing dumb shit and yes, sags are so fun to be around but they’re way too fun i get carried away easily

aries were..... my enemies. i didn’t really care for grades at all but i swear they awoke my most vicious competitive skills. me and this aries man became best friends and wouldn’t leave the other’s side but we would constantly get into competitions to see who was best. we had a love-hate thing going. we would nit-pick at each other a lot but whenever the teachers would separate us from each other we would get separation anxiety and start doing facetime calls during class trying not to get caught by the teacher

scorpios were my ride or dies! even when me and my bestie got into different courses in highschool, we would always be there for each other. i’ll always remember this one time where i got out of a geometry test and i SUCKED at geometry and i was pretty sure i was going to fail, and she was on the bathroom pooping and i just entered the bathroom and i was crying on the floor holding her hand while she pooped and cried from stomach pain. that’s my energy with scorpios right there and why i want to marry one

geminis were either the worst or best bitches i’ve ever met! there was this girl who immediately liked me and adopted me, she was really popular but as soon as her friends started liking me she shunned me out, started spreading rumours around that i was a whore who made out with someone else on every class break (i was a virgin. now im a whore but that’s a different story) and put a whole school against me. it was weird because she hated me but couldn’t live without giving me attention, she wouldn’t ever stop talking about me. with my pisces mars ass you know i didnt openly confront her, i started wishing bad things on her and watched her life crumble into pieces. but now im not proud of that

but there were also some really amazing geminis, particularly the ones with gemini mercuries, we’d always have so much in common and have the best most stimulating conversations. we also tended to have friendships where we were very protective of each other

libras were oddly territorial with me i dont know whats up with that, perhaps it’s because of my descendant in libra but they barely knew me yet swore to protect me and defend me from anyone who tried fucking with me. one of them just stopped me in the highway to tell me “every time i look at you i feel like life’s worth living”. they tended to be the typical charming fuckboys with a drug addiction, having conversations with them would always be somewhat uncomfortable because they were very big on psychoanalysis and im very big on remaining unknown. they had anger issues for days, but they had a sort of family feel to them

okay rn im sleepy so i’ll end it here

#answered #astrology

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katsukisbimbo · 5 years ago

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Kith Kith Fall In Love

✯ pairing: Sugawara Koushi x Reader

✯ genre: Friends-to-lovers au!!! awkward koushi who just wants to smash🤧🤧

✯ summary: Koushi is a bussy boy who just wants some bussy!!! but he’s too awkward

✯ wordcount: 845

✯ note: gosh i hope this was okay!! i hope everyone stays safe during this time!! this is also for @dazaicentral <3 hope u enjoy :))

- listen

- koushi has been crushing on you since you were first years at karasuno

- he loved the way you treated others with so much love and kindness and it was like a breath of fresh air for him

- if he was mr. refreshing then you were mrs. refreshing

- haha

- JK THATS FOR THE FUTURE

- but koushi didn’t make a move until you were both in your second year of high school

- gosh what a bussy boy

- but he’s a c u t e!!! bussy boy

- the first time he tried to ask you out was when you were visiting during practice

- you sat beside shimizu on the bench talking about things

- idk what y’all were talking about

- like i wasn’t there

- but anyways

- koushi made his way over and waved at you

- “kou-kun!!! how are you!”

- suga.exe has stopped working

- why were you so CUTE

- “i-i uh uhm i need to go poo bye uh y/n-chan” and koushi just DASHES outta the gym

- o.o

- okay then

- poopings normal

- just didn’t know if announcing it w a s

- the second time he tried to ask you out was after they lost an important match in their second year

- you watched their game and it hurt your heart to see them try so hard but in the end their hardest wasn’t enough

- after the game, you made your way to where your friends were

- after you saw them all sulky and in tears, you felt your heart literally break

- my babies

- oh no

- you immediately ran over and pulled them all into a hug and let them find comfort in your arms

- you whispered words of encouragement to all of them but that only caused them to cry harder

- but after all the crying had seized, it was only you and koushi left because before the game he promised to walk you home since you guys lived in the same neighbourhood

- you and koushi walked in silence as you made your way home

- halfway through you grabbed koushi’s hand in yours and just ignored the bewildered look he sent u

- wha

- y/n’s holding my hand?

- wHAT

- suga.exe has stopped working again

- man just throw this one out it’s bROKEN

- like me

- LOL

- anyways

- when you and koushi reached your door you turned to him but you were suddenly enveloped in a tight hug

- “k-koushi-“

- but he just hugs you tighter

- “y/n,, i-i wanted to,, uh thank you for being such a good friend to me hehe yeah uh gOODNIGHT”

- cue koushi dashing

- leaving a confused y/n at the front of her home

- koushi didn’t understand why he was always flustered with you

- he’s lying

- he did understand because koushi thought so highly of you

- everything you did was so amazing to him

- you making the team snacks?

- wonderful!!

- you giving them their water bottles during practice??

- aMAZING!!!

- literally breathing??

- literally so talented omg

- but the last time koushi attempted to ask you out was when you guys were third years

- it was after they beat shiratorizawa

- during the whole match you were so nervous and you had so much faith in koushi and in everyone else

- but you were scared that they might lose and that might crush their spirits

- but either way you were cheering for them

- go go karasuno!!!

- after karasuno won, you watched the award ceremony

- as soon as it was finished you rushed down stairs and jumped at koushi

- he caught you and twirled you in circles, causing you to wHEEZE

- cuz wow you’re dizzy now

- “kOUSHII IM DIZZYYY PLEASJEJE”

- “yes yes y/n-chan”

- but as he put you down

- he tilted your chin up and pressed his lips against yours

- huh

- hAH

- WHAT

- WHATS HAPPENING

- K I T H

- OMIGOSHDHSJDH

- as koushi pulled away from you, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him down to lock your lips with his

- his hands slipped down your sides and squeezed your hips

- “WOOHOOO GET IT SUGA-SAN!!!”

- “SUGA-SAN IS THE MAN”

- “ahh young love”

- everyone was cheering until

- “a-ah koushi”

- w-wha

- CUE BLUSHING KOUSHI

- “YOU DIDN’T HEAR ANY OF THAT!! Y/N IS MINE!! ONLY IM ALLOWED TO HEAR HER LIKE THAT!! ONLY I CAN SEE Y/N NAKED”

- uhm

- what

- “koushi you didn’t even ask me out yet, and you already wanna know what i look like without clothes? how perverted”

- “a-ah no it wasn’t like that i-i was just u-uh i-iM SORRY PLEAEEHSSH”

- “you can make it up to me by taking me on a date koushi <3”

- “o-of course”

#haikyuu #haikyuu to the top #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu angst #haikyuu smut #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#sugawara x reader #sugawara koushi #suga x reader #koushi x reader #volleyball #volleygays #karasuno

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tomdiddlyumptious · 4 years ago

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Can u do a Tom Holland x black actress reader( plays black cat ) has to dye hair silver they are costars in ffh now they are in Spider-Man 3 and they were fwb and now there filming Spider-Man 3 ( they all live in the same house ) and she gets pregnant but ends up having a miscarriage 🥺 and she only tells one person ( zendaya ) and z accidentally tells Tom and he goes crazy on set and security has to get him and he starts yelling at you he gets heated maybe ending in fluff.

THIS IS NOT MY BEST WORK BUT I DID TRY! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK- REQUESTS ARE CLOSED BECAUSE I ONLY HAVE ONE MORE-

Summary: oof

Warnings: fighting, 🔴TW MISCARRIAGE🔴 (bleeding, stomach pains) flushing toilets, people who thought wrong, crying, snapping, fluff, NOT PROOF READ- SORRY I DONT HAVE ANY OTHER PICS THIS IS SOOO LONG- FOR WHY?

You smiled as you looked at the test, thinking about having a child, until you thought about how Tom would feel. You bit your lip as you wrapped the test in toliet paper and threw it in the trash, you stood up and lifted your underwear and pants, very much excited and you washed your hands smiling to yourself in the mirror, you exited the bathroom and laid down with Tom again, he wrapped his arms around your waist “morning” he whispered, kissing your nose. “Morning” you smile, kissing his lips as he was to lazy to kiss back.

“I’m kinda hungry, I’m gonna go in the kitchen” “alright” he he let you go and you went to the kitchen, finding zendaya with the milk in her hand. “Hey” she smiled. “Hi” you shyly said. “What’s going on?” She asked, confused at your words, you quickly sat down next to her. “Well I know you don’t know this so don’t say anything, but I’m pregnant-“ “and who’s the dad?” You sighed before anwsering “Tom”. Her mouth fell agape as she overfilled the bowl and started flowing out. “I- what?” She whispered. “Toms the father” you whispered.

“Do you think he’d be happy?” She says, putting the milk down. “I don’t know” you shrugged. “I’m hoping that he will be-“ “good morning!” Haz says walking in looking at you both as you waved. “Welp we have work soon, we need to dye your hair” “then let’s do it at home!” You smiled, zendaya and haz looking at you as if your crazy. “Do you wanna be bald?” Harrison asked. “Shut up I trust you guys” “but we don’t trust ourselves”

You and Tom had a bond that nobody had, it’s nice honestly, you both started to be fwb whenever, I forgot so I can’t tell you. You killed the audition, had the perfect body, you were just perfect, you and zendaya became instant best friends, Jacob embarrassed himself infront of you which made you bond and haz and you got an emotional connection pretty fast.

“ITS BURNING!” you yelled, turning on the cold water and putting your head under it. “God dammit y/n I told you we shouldn’t have done this” Harrison rolls his eyes. Tom helps you rinse it out, massaging your scalp as he silently laughed at you “if you end up bald we still love you” he commented. “Don’t even Tom” you rolled your eyes, butterflies in your stomach.

It went magnificent! You flat ironed your hair as everyone high fives at their work dancing around you as you moved your waist. You and the rest of the crew went to your dressing rooms, Tom came to yours to get dressed with you. “You look amazing” he complamented, you look at yourself in the mirror, smiling to yourself as you told him thank you, he came behind you and gave a squeeze to your boobs as you let out a shriek. “Ow!” You say grabbing them. “Did I squeeze to hard? What- I squeeze you the same all the time!” He panicked, wondering why your boobs were so tender. “It’s fine they just hurt” you waved it off. “Why?” He asked, “I’m gonna start my period soon” you lied, he nodded at you and ask you to zip him up which you did.

“Alright!” The set manager says, you got ready, on a fake roof about to flip down. “And-“ the person snapped the take part and it was your time to shine.

Black cat flipped down meeting. “Peter Parker is it?” She asked hands behind her back as she walked around Spider-Man. “No- I’m Spider-Man” “stop lying, your boring me already” she said, rolling her eyes. “You sound like someone familiar- Felicia?” He asked, looking at her. “Peter?” She laughed.

“This doesn’t make any sense, your nice!” “And this isn’t nice? Sometimes being nice doesn’t get you anywhere” “look at where it got me!” He yelled raising his arms up like he’s a big shot. “You suck man” she only said. He webbed her hand a punched her in the stomach, making her groan and swipe his feet, climbing ontop of him and starting to claw his face,

“And scene!” You rolled off of him and next to him “nice job” you said. “Pound it” he whispered, raising his fist which you agreed, you gave him a fist bump.

As the week went by you got mood swings, you and Tom hasn’t had sex because you were to fragile, you were currently laying down with zendaya on your phone, silently chatting through text messages. You stomach started to cramp, slowly, as it turned into severe stomach pain, “fuck!” You shouted, holding your stomach. Zendaya placed her phone down as she looked at you “what’s wrong?” “Shit shit shit!” You screamed, clutching your stomach tightly, falling off the bed, holding onto the sheets with your free hand. “Y/n talk to me! What’s wrong?” Tears filled down your face “I-I don’t know- OW!” You sobbed as your stomach cramped more, looking down at your white leggings and seeing blood leaking out of it, zendaya quickly came out of bed and looked at your figure, taking your hand and pulling you to the bathroom, she helped you pull down your pants and your underwear, a bloody mess as you continued to cry, stomach to cramped to even sit down on the toliet.

“I can’t zendaya” you cried, “you have to sit down y/n, use the bathroom” you sat down on the toliet, pushing out something, it didn’t feel like you were pooping, it felt like something slipped out. You gasped as you tried making it leave out of you, squeezing zendayas hands for support as you cried more. “Zendaya?” You asked weakly. “Yes” she replied, worried about you. “Something doesn’t feel right” you looked in the toliet and so did zendaya, finding something in there, someone in there. You closed your legs and weeped, “my baby” you whispered, to desvesistated to talk out loud you didn’t let go of the word baby so quickly, zendaya fell down to her knees and hugged you, hearing your loud cries, sobs, just begging for air, for hope, like that wasn’t what just came out of you. “Zendaya-“ you sobbed “my- my baby” she only hugged you tighter. She started to cry with you, her face in your neck as you cried weakly, the blood in the toliet and the loss of your child. “I’m so sorry- I’m so sorry” she repeated, you held onto her, or at least trying to, your hands shaking as you sucked in your lip. She kissed your cheek on repeat, holding on to you so tight as you were shocked, everything went so fast, only a week past, you couldn’t even comprehend what just happened. It all went down to your stomach, your fear, your anxiety, it was all quaking.

You pushed zendaya away as you threw up in the shower right next to it, almost choking on it, you tried to breath and zendaya helped, “count-count y/n” she reminded you, she counted with you, slowly in and out as you calmed down. “Do you wanna flush?” She asked quietly. “Yeah” you sighed, you got up, pulling up your pants and looking at the small, very small body, you swallowed and zendaya took your hand, signaling you aren’t alone, your shaking hand heastantly flushed the toliet, she pulled you in for a tight hug. “Your gonna take a bath, I’m gonna clean you up and we won’t talk about it”she whispered. “I have to clean it up” “no I will, just go ahead on your room and I’ll set you up for a bath” she whispered. You let her go slowly and made quickly made way to your room, it was no one their but you and zendaya but that’s embarrassing.

You swallowed thickly as you waited for zendaya, mentally counting and zendaya came in, turning on your bath and running it to a tempeture, a nice one. “Hey can you clean yourself up before you get in the bath?” She asked and you nodded, taking care of yourself as zenday stood outside waiting for you. “I’m ready” you whispered, but loud enough for zendaya to hear, you went inside the bathtub, hugging your legs and resting your head on your knees. Zendaya grabbed a wash cloth, dipping it in the water and gently runner it over your back. “I know your not okay but if you need something I’m here, I’m right here” she reminded you, you only nodded as silent tears ran down your face. She continued to rinse you off, taking her time, she rinsed your hair, droplets falling down in the water. You both heard the alarm, someone coming in.

“Take your time, I’ll be right back” she dropped the towel in the water, gonna go see who it is. She left and you sat there, tears still strolling down your face “out of everyone it had to be me” you whispered, crossing your arms as you looked at the ceiling. Maybe this is what you get, maybe this is what you deserve, at least that’s what you thought. Everything happens for a reason? What reason? You quietly cried, covering your mouth to not make any noise. “Y/n?” Zendaya asked, coming in the bathroom. “Yeah?” You whispered. “He wants to see you, I didn’t tell him, he just wants to say hi, I tried to tell him that your doing something important but he says he’s gonna come up here himself soon” she whispered, sniffling. You nodded and she handed you your robe, getting up slowly and holding onto zendaya for support again, stepping out as she looked away, you put on the robe and zendaya said she’ll take care of it again, you put your hair in a bun.

You grabbed a towel to dry your legs and your arms, slowly making your way down you saw Tom, smiling at you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “Hiii” he said, rocking you side to side and laughing, but you couldn’t, you just held onto him tighter. “What’s wrong?” He asked, you only started to cry right infront of him, you couldn’t help it, he was clueless. “Nothing” you said. “Ohhh your on your period, I forgot about that, I’ll cuddle you if that’s what you want..” he smiled and you nodded, giving a weak smile. He set his stuff down and grabbed your hand to pull you to his room, you sat on the bed as he took off his shirt and pants, shoes and socks, and laid down with you, taking you into his arms silently, holding you tighter and kissing your forehead, comforting you.

Zendaya opened the door to say something to Tom, not knowing that you were their, from her point of view it looked as if you both were crying and holding onto each other, she closed the door and moved on with her day, she still wants to be there for you but you and Tom need your space.

“Has y/n changed to you?” Tom asked zendaya, both in their suits and outfit. “I mean yeah but we both know why, she’s going through a traumatic period” Tom was confused. “What why?” “What do you mean why... she had a miscarriage- the same day she started crying- I thought she told you-“ zendaya stopped middle sentence “fuck” she whispered. “What the fuck are you talking about zendaya?” He asked, harshly. “Nothing” zendaya remained silent. “So your telling me she had a fucking miscarriage and kept it a secret for two weeks?” Tom said, mostly to himself. “Don’t be hard on her, she’s in a depressing state Tom” zendaya sighed, looking down. “How am i- you know what” he turned around to you, across the room on your phone leaning against the wall, he walked up to you.

“Why the fuck would you tell me” he whispered. “What?” you asked, looking at him. “Why the fuck wouldn’t you tell me?” Tom repeated, getting impatient. “What are you talking about?” You asked, turning off your phone and looking up at him, in fear. “Fuck- look I’m trying to be quiet with you” he banged his fist on the wall next to your head, your eyes started to water. “What are you talking about Tom?” You ask again. “Stop playing dumb!” He said harshly, causing attention to both of you. You jumped “Tommy what are you talking about?” You try to calm him down by placing a hand on his cheek, but he slapped it away, pure hatred filled his eyes. “Don’t fucking Tommy me!” He yelled and you jumped again, the tears falling down your cheeks know, his lips in a tight line. “Why the fuck. Wouldnt you. Tell. Me” you only stayed silent, he banged the wall again screaming at you, ‘why wouldn’t you tell me’ ‘for two weeks? You sat here for two weeks!’’

You tried backing up but you were against the wall, the security grabbed one of his arms while another latched on his other one. He just kept screaming at you, looking in his eyes as tears started to fall down his cheeks, trying to lunge at you, get an answer out of you, you feel down the wall as Tom was backed out, know falling to his knees “y/n, why would you tell me?” He whispered desperate. “I’m so sorry” you said crying in your arms as Harrison came over to you, soon zendaya to. “What happened?” Haz asked, you only cried more, slightly choking on your spit. Just repeating ‘I’m so sorry’ as Tom still tried to reach out to you.

As time passed they got you out of there, and into the house, you sat there in your room, Harrison and zendaya talking outside, crying and crying, your eyes stung and your tears hot, lips dry, sniffling trying to not cry anymore but it was forcing itself out of you. Zendaya stepped in and Harrison followed, sitting next to you and a head on each of your shoulders, you chewed on your lip. “Tom didn’t know what he was thinking, you are okay I promise he won’t hurt you anytime”

Haz whispered to you, rubbing your back as you slowly calmed down. “Out of everyone it was me, I-I don’t know why, I deserve it don’t I? I shouldn’t have anything” “no don’t say that” zendaya shut you up. “Don’t talk down about yourself, it isn’t healthy” “well having a miscarriage isn’t either, but that still happened” “it’s common y/n, your gonna be okay, next time it’ll work” Harrison reassures, smiling up at you and you nodded. Your lip quivered, “what do I say? How do I make it up to him? I kept it for two weeks” you whispered. “Would he ever wanna see me again? We were never together in the first place” you sighed. “He’s gonna be so happy to see you” zendaya said, rubbing your back. “You don’t know th-that” “yes I do, isn’t that right Harrison?” “She always knows, she’s like the writer of our lives, we she made us, it’s true” Harrison laughed, making you silently chuckle. “Seeeee!” Zendaya smiled.

“She didn’t tell me though” Tom said, beer on the coffee table. “How was she supposed to idiot! Oh hi Tom by the way I had a miscarriage” he faked your voice. “Yes! Exactly like that” Tom rolled his eyes. “You have no right to tell someone what to do with their lives, that’s not okay” Harry snapped. “Two weeks? Two fucking weeks! Try that! I could’ve been with her! We could’ve tried again, I was gonna be a father” he sadly sighed. “We could’ve went through it together-“ “your being selfish” “how?” “Who’s the one who carries the baby?” Harry asked, Tom hesitantly said “her” “who’s the one who can actually go through depression?” “Her” he whispered. “Exactly, so stop acting like your the victim when really she is” Tom only swallowed and took the beer for a sip. “Don’t talk to her, give her her time but don’t ignore her either” Harry gave the solution and Tom nodded, dreaming about it for a minute. “Buy her something, like a basket of something” he shrugged.

“I was gonna be a dad Harry” he whispered, biting his lip. “I know that, but somethings aren’t just meant to be” Tom looked at Harry and eyed him from his seat. “How are you gonna tell me it’s not fuckin meant to be? You don’t know shit, I’ll have a child with her one day, no matter how many times I have to fuck her, bust in her, I don’t care, fuck off” he scolded, picking up the beer and walking into the kitchen “thanks for the advice, I’ll put it into some good use” he mumbled, throwing the bottle away as Harry just shrugged as he watched Tom grab his keys and his coat, leaving out the door.

He was gonna give you your space while he bought a few things for you, including essentil oils, daisies, and a type writer with a huge pack of paper for it. He told the people he wasn’t really feeling the best and he had something to really take care of, which they really respected. He took his time driving home, not knowing what to say, he just won’t say anything he guessed.

You were slowly eating your food, haz made you a fruit bowl with some chocolate on the side, nothing to big but a little to make you feel better, you zoned out and z looked out you. “You think she’s ever gonna get past this?” She asked, haz shrugged “I mean she needs support” “it’s my fault though” she looked at haz. He raised his eyebrows at her. “I- I accidently told him, I thought he already knew” she looked down is disappointment. “Then it isn’t your fault, you didn’t know” haz shrugged as zendaya let out a soft sigh, biting her lip as she laid down taking in the silence.

The door opened slowly but the alarm gave it away, Tom walked in, his black shoes stepping in first. You jumped a bit looking infront of you and finding Tom, your anxiety raised through the roof, your hands shaking as you let go of the fruit. “Hey” he said, two bags in his hand as he walked past all of you and went to your room, setting them down. When he came back down he slowly walked to you, not saying any words as you got up and sat in the seat farthest from him, leaving the fruit there, he sighed and only came closer, holding out his hand for you to take, you looked at his hand then at him, what would he do? How does he feel? All these thoughts went through your head, what if’s, what nots. “Please?” He whispered, you swallowed. Putting your hand in his, he lifted you up and traced you to your room.

When you made it you started to speak. “I-“ he cut you off by his hand over your mouth, trying to take off your shirt as you looked at him confused, he only tugged softly, you raised your arms and he pulled it up and over your head, throwing it on the floor, he unbuckled your pants pulling them down, you took out your legs and covered yourself, although you were covered and he’s seen you before, but know it was just different, everything changed. He started to take off his clothes, once he was finished he closed the door and went to your blinds, closing them. He walked up to you and took your hand away, holding onto it and pulling you to your bed, you looked at him and he looked at you, pure silence but you know what he wanted, you laid down and he did infront of you, pulling your hand around his waist.

You both just breathed, his hand holding your wrist and your head on his back, legs under his. His back started to lift and drop as he exhaled roughly, you kissed his back. He broke down. Tears falling down his cheeks as he silently sniffled, you went over him, laying infront of him and he pulled you closer, hugging tightly as hips pressed his forehead to yours. You brushed your hands on his arm, his tears not stopping as he bit his lip, looking at you he shook his head a little. “I’m so sorry” he whispered weakly, and to that you wrapped your leg around his leg, your arm circled around his neck as he continued to cry in your chest, you kissed his head as silent tears ran down your face, looking at the picture of you both in your night stand, his body shaking from him crying and his rough and cold hands holded onto your back, “it’s okay, we can try again” you whispered “we can try again” you repeated, he looked up at him and nodded softly “do you wanna be together? Do you actually want a kid? We’ve only been friends with benefits, we can’t just bring a kid to the table... right?” He mumbled, his voice hoarse.

“Only if you want to” “I do” you nodded at him, agreeing and he hid back in your chest, taking in your scent and how comforting it is. It’s surprising, weren’t you the one who had the miscarriage? Why were you holding him? It didn’t matter, at least you had each other. You both dreamed of it for a while, being together, a small kid in the middle of you both while you sleep, Christmas and how he’d be glowed up to see aunt and uncle zendaya and haz, or even god parents. But the main picture was you two, as long as you to are together nothing can go wrong, he took his hand and brought it to yours, playing with it silently and holding onto it, looking up to you and finding you already asleep, he kissed your lips and squeezed your hand, tired himself.

#tom holland x reader #tom holland x black!reader #tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagine #tom holland au #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fanfiction

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neonacity · 3 years ago

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Unfortunately, i havent gone into your stories yet, i want to but i also wanna make sure when i read em im fully into it, lately my attention span has been degrading but dont worry,I'll definitely get back on my feet again! Im excited to see all these new contents and ahhh another Dreamie fic means more theories and headcanons to gush overrr tbh im still a little sore from Lucid but i've rested well with the ending and said my goodbyes as gracefully as i can, and now im really looking forward to the Arcane series! After glow is making me a bit too emotional but since its Lucid i gotta read it 😭 i love Lucid so much so how could i ignore even a single chapter?? I hope you're doing well though,Sammy 💙 Im kinda worried u wont be able to see my asks anymore but if you still do, then i hope you know i've missed talking with you 🥺 i hope your cat is okay and that you're okay ♡♡

No no no of course i see your asks. 😭 perfect timing for me to see it now too because i want to answer them while you are still online but I really hope you are doing better Ash. I really really JINJA wish that things will look up for you soon. Our Lucid boys are rooting for you (especially a certain sassy boy who loves reading tragic classics and has a noona kink) but yes, Arcane is up. I dont know if i can pull it off like Lucid because it is a little bit more complicated but i shall try my best. Get lots of rest and drink water or whatever and just take care 🥺

P.S. i saw you sent me your drabble on my inbox but tumblr is poop and i think it adjusted the quality so i cant read the text 🥲 is okay you can send it to me again whenever you can

#reluctantserpent 101 #neona!answers #fic: lucid #fic: arcane

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ikevamp-annalyne · 4 years ago

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Hello.... Can u make headcanon of ikevamp members (arthur, mozart, Issac, theo) and whoever u like xD about MC has a really good body like curves, fair skin. But she always wear big shirt like hoodie so they didn't notice at first time how hot is her xD Thankyouuuuu ♥️♥️♥️

Hey there! ( ॣ•͈૦•͈ ॣ) Thank you so much for the request! It was so fun to imagine different situations Σ (੭ु ຶਊ ຶ)੭ु⁾⁾ I hope it will be good!

Arthur:

"What is that thing, MC?" You stare at him in bisbelief. "What?" "This oversized jumper you wear. What is it?" He points at your hoodie and you realise that, indeed, hoodies didn't exist at his time.

"Oh, it's called a hoodie. Just a jumper with a hood. Very comfy and soft to wear." Arthur is really curious about it. And since you find him so cute, you ask if he wants to try it on, to which he quickly agrees.

You remove your hoodie, only having a tight tee-shirt underneath, showing all of your curves and beautiful skin. But Arthur doesn't realise it until he has passed his arms and head on the hoodie.

"Oh yeah, you're right! So comfy- by Jove, MC!?" You are bewildered at his scream of surprise. "What? Got a problem?" He juste stares, without even saying anything. "MC, why do you hide such a fine body!?"

You look at him suspiciously. "I am not hiding anything, Arthur. I just find hoodies comfy." He comes behind you and puts his hands on your waist while whispering in your ear: "What a shame. You look delicious without it."

Mozart:

One day, as you are both in the music room enjoying some free time together, the sun is hitting the inside a bit too much. It feels so warm in there that you need to remove your hoodie.

Mozart is looking at you from the side and all he can do is staring in surprise. He would have never thought you had such a beautiful body. "You're surprisingly beautiful" he says in his haughty tone.

You sigh and stick your tongue out at him. "Never judge a book by its cover." The tee-shirt shows off your fair skin. "Don't stay too much at sun's reach: it would be a waste to damage your skin." He says.

You giggle. "Oh now you're worried? How cute." You move from the window and go sit next to him. "Here, no more sun damaging my skin. Happy?" "Huf, that was just some advice, nothing more."

You giggle as you stare at him from the seat next to him. You spend the rest of the afternoon listening to his piano, enjoying the warmth on your skin and the soft aura emanating from Mozart.

Isaac:

You are bringing Isaac his lunch as always, the bottle of Rouge swaying on the tray -said tray not being straight at all because of some residents who decided to use it as weapon, hello Arthur...-

You knock on his door. "Isaac, I'm coming in." But then you go to turn the handle with your hand, the other one trying to balance the tray. And when the door finally opens, catastrophe comes in.

The tray loses its balance and the Rouge bottle spills its content on your hoodie. Isaac runs to your side, grabbing a nearby towel. "Oh God, MC, here, t-take this. You, you should remove your jumper, too-"

You sigh as you undress, only having a tee-shirt underneath. And it makes Isaac go full red mode since he didn't expect you to have that kind of body. He stares, blushes and then turns around...

Turns around so fast he bumps his toe against his bed and his scream can be heard from the garden. You need to go get some band-aids because honestly, the impact was loud af and you are worried it is broken.

Theodorus:

"Hondje?" Oh great. After having tripped on the carpet and fallen like a poop on the floor, Theo out of all residents have to see you like this. "Erm, just, checking if there is any dust left on the carpet..."

He looks at you suspiciously. "Don't take me for a fool, you idiot knabbeltje!" He extends his hand. "Come on." You take his hand and he helps you standing up. But welp, there's never enough problems...

"Hondje, your sweater." You look at your hoodie and your face goes pale when you see the hole on it. "Oh shit." You need to sew this together soon. To prevent any further tearing, you remove it.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to look decent without this thing." You hear Theo saying, a teasing grin on his face. You hmph at him while going to your room in search of a needle and some thread.

"Hold up." He puts his jacket around your bare shoulders. "Don't catch a cold, you have work." You watch him go, your cheeks flushed. Then you smile. That's Theodorus I-care-for-you-agressively Van Gogh for you.

I hope you liked it! ♡*(ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡⋆*ೃ:.✧

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp theo

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sagessoftwings · 3 years ago

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Thank you for answering those questions hun! I appreciate it sm!

Can I request a matchup for haikyuu, demon slayer, bnha, and jjk? Male preference but women ARE SO GOOD TOO!

I am a 5 foot girl but I use any/all pronouns. I have short black hair with an undercut. I’m more on the chubby side, and like c h u b b y. I have some pretty visible tan lines as well Bc of swim team things. I’m Mexican-American as well if that helps anything. I’m lesbian/bi romantic and polyamorous! My zodiac is a Taurus and I’m an istp if that matters!

I’m a pretty laid back but very chaotic person according to my friends. I come off as very aggressive when you first meet me tho. I would lay down my fucking life for my friends and argue with anyone who has hurt them. But when it’s needed, I can be the group therapist and let everyone vent. I’m a burnt out gifted kid who was held to a high standard by my parents. If any of this matters, and you know what it is, let’s just say my heavy and hard kins are;; oikawa, Bakugo, inosuke, rengouku, twice, atsumu, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, and monoma. I have some pretty heavy and hard trust issues but with some time, I will NOT leave your side. I do have some attachment and abandonment issues too.

I like to write a lot! Music is also a really big thing with me, I listen to some heavy rap and rock, but if I like the song I’ll add it to my playlist anyways. I really like nature as well. I’m a practicing (?) witch who works with a deity. I’m a HUGE dog person and will literally cry if a dog sat next to me.

I am however afraid of the dark. And sometimes I tend to let my mind wander and create scary and sort of inhuman people. I also hate needles and vaccines and shit. (No I AINT no anti-vaxer)

I really hope that this isn’t too much! Or a lot of unnecessary information is there as well. Thank you so much!! <3

Hi my lovely!! I ship you with Toru Oikawa!!

He doesn't know if it’s that you remind him of Iwa or if he just can’t get enough of you but he’s hooked

Hoe no mo

Literally rejects girls now like in front of you and then will pull you forward and be like “this is y/n and she takes care of me now!”

His nephew loves you so much and Oikawa hates it

Very jealous

He loves his thicc baby whew!

He literally will pull you onto him and he doesn’t want that “I’m too heavy!” bs

YOU THINK HE WENT THROUGH ALL THIS VOLLEYBALL FOR NOTHING?!

Won’t hesitate to pick you up when he wants cuddle time

Brings Hanamaki, Iwa and Matsukawa to your swim meets and will embarrass you

Has a t-shirt with your face on it and a fan for when swim meets are outside

He will scream “THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND YOU BOZOS” to the other team if he even hears an ill intent word

There have been instances where iwa and matsukawa had to take him outside

Vents to you all the time

Oikawa is joined at your hip all the time love, he ain’t goin nowhere anytime soon

Will come into the bathroom if your showering, peeing, pooping it does not matter

The bathroom meetups are your tea time about his team

Whenever you tell him about the weird creatures you come up with, he’ll give you the death stare and say “don’t say that shit babe-” and then pull you close because he’s Oikawa

For Demon Slayer I ship you with Kyojuro Rengoku!!

THIS MAN IS IN LOOOOVE WITH YOU

Will do everything in his power to keep you safe

Introduces you to his brother and he just adores you

Rengoku always reassures you when you most need and will not fail to attack you with many loving kisses

Loves the days when he doesn’t have much to do so you two can just laiz around

He loves your body, kisses you everywhere to assure you that you are always enough and absolutely perfect in his eyes

Tengen also adores you, you make Rengoku so happy! Plus he likes how chaotic you can be

You and Tengen have friendship bracelets, change my mind

Rengoku always keeps a candle on when you two sleep as a little night light for you

Will ask you to make charms or little crystal chains for his sword

For Mha I ship you with Twice!

LOVES HIM A CHUBBY QUEEN PERIOD

He cannot control himself when near you but has nothing but nice things to say

Very loving with you and is totally your jam out buddy

He loves your hair as well, but have you ever thought of dying it? He soooo wants nothing more than to help

The biggest teddy bear oh my god

You two will own many puppy children don't you worry

Twice is very clingy though, if you need space you will have to tell him

He respects your wishes but craves your physical touch

For jjk I ship you with Satoru Gojo

MMMM HE COULD JUST EAT YOU UP

One again, hoe no mo

You are more than enough for him

Always looks forward to coming home to you

Will ask you to provide him and the kids with crystals because he thinks it’s so cool

The students love you and are constantly over but Yuji loves you the most

Gojo never fails to make you laugh, it’s what he loves most

It just makes his life so much easier

But you won’t be going anywhere once he finally has his alone time with you

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nblesbianbenhanscom · 4 years ago

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prompt maybe 22 for Reddie if u want! :)

22. kissing someone’s cuts/bruises/scratches

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Ok. I tried. I really, really, really, really tried to make this for It Ch 2 but I couldn’t make it work, so you get miniseries reddie, sorry not sorry. I hope you still like it.

cw: animal injury

There is, of course, a happy ending.

“What do you want to do for dinner, Richie? I was thinking I could make that pasta thing you like,” Eddie says as he struggles to pull his keys out of his pocket. He crashes into Richie’s broad back.

Before Eddie can say anything, Richie turns around blocking the door. He’s pale. Eddie frowns up at him.

“Eds, we should go out,” Richie says in a loud strained voice.

Eddie frowns. “We just got home, and I need to use the restroom. If you really don’t want the pasta, we can figure something else out.”

“Eddie, baby, come on. You can use the bathroom in the-” He is cut off by the sound of a cat meowing in pain.

Ducking under Richie’s arm, Eddie sees a lump of matted fur and blood on the doorstep. He drops to his knees and fights back the urge to vomit. The lump mewls again, and Eddie bursts into tears as he crawls to his door.

“Oh, Honey, what-” Eddie murmurs. Honey is a stray tom cat that most of the apartment complex hates, but Eddie adores him. When he isn’t being chased away and having things thrown at him, he’s one of the sweetest cats Eddie has ever met, he’s just so skittish. Over the past several months they’d really gotten a good rapport going, and Eddie can’t believe what’s happened. He reaches out to touch the cat, but when he moves too fast, the cat lashes out, hissing and scratching. Yelping in surprise and pain, Eddie jerks back, his hand stinging. Richie drops beside Eddie.

“Spaghetti, are you ok?”

The cat meows weakly and tries to crawl towards Eddie. Slowly this time, Eddie puts his hand back out and the cat sniffs his fingers even as Richie tries to pull him back. When the cat recognizes Eddie it crawls under Eddie.

“He’s just scared and hurt, Richie, he didn’t mean it.” Eddie takes off his designer jacket and wraps it around the cat. “Who could have done this? And why? He’s just a-” Eddie pulls the cat to his chest and sobs.

Without a word, Richie helps Eddie to his feet and they go back to the car. The drive to the vet is a quiet one save Honey’s plaintiff cries.

The workers in the office are extremely nice. They immediately take Eddie and Richie into a back room where they gently coax the cat away from Eddie.

“It’s ok, my love, they’re going to take good care of Honey,” Richie assures him.

“The best care,” the doctor, who’s name is Patty, agrees. “Is it alright if we keep the jacket? I don’t want to disturb him too much until we absolutely have to.”

“That’s fine,” Eddie says as he lets Richie pull him close as he finally lets go of Honey. The jacket is ruined anyways, but he doesn’t say this, just watches as the vet sets Honey on the table.

“Does he have a name?” She asks as she gently tries to pull the jacket back a little. The cat hisses and tries to swipe, but Patty pulls away in time. “I know, sweetie, I know. You’re scared and you’re hurting but it’s going to be ok.”

“We just call him Honey,” Eddie says. “He’s a stray. I’ve been- I’ve been trying to tame him, but-”

“But he’s quite the little scrapper,” Patty says.

“Everyone in our apartment complex gets mad because he likes to poop in their flower boxes and leave dead birds and mice at the doors,” Richie says.

“Do you think-” Eddie’s throat tightens and he has to swallow several times to get the words out. “Do you think someone- a hu- hu-”

Patty puts the coat back over the cat. “No, I’m pretty sure he got into a fight with a dog, but I’ll have to do a more thorough examination to be sure.”

“Yes, do it, please, whatever the cost,” Eddie says. He feels so desperate to help Honey. He wishes he’d done more, had done something different, he just hadn’t wanted to push too hard, but now.

“Eddie!” Richie starts, but Eddie pulls out of his arms and turns to look at him.

“No, Richie! I’ve already failed him once, I’m not going to fail him again.” He reaches out for Honey but doesn’t touch him.

“Eddie. This isn’t your fault,” Richie says.

“Richie, don’t.”

“Your boyfriend’s right. Other than these injuries he looks like he’s in pretty good shape for a stray. It takes time to earn their trust,” Patty says.

“Is he going to be ok?” Eddie asks.

Patty licks her lips and swallows. “He’s messed up pretty bad, but I’ll do my best. Is it ok if I take him to the back? We need to get him into surgery.”

Taking a deep breath, Eddie pats the cat’s head very gently. He doesn’t know what to say, so he just buries his face into Richie’s chest.

“Take all the time you need,” Patty says as she takes the cat away.

Richie holds Eddie close and lets him cry himself out, just rocking him and murmuring soft words of comfort. When Eddie eventually calms down, Richie hands him some paper towels and Eddie wipes his face and blows his nose.

“I don’t know what I will do if-” Eddie says and stops.

“I’m sorry, Eddie, my love. Let’s get you home so we can clean you up. There’s nothing else that we can do here.”

Nodding Eddie lets Richie put his arm around his shoulders. When they get to the lobby, one of the workers stops them to fill out a few forms.

“You wanna go sit in the car?” Richie asks. Eddie shakes his head, no. He doesn’t want to be alone, so he just pushes himself closer. “Ok.” Richie just holds Eddie close as he fills out the forms. When he’s done, he hands them to the lady.

“Thank you, Mr. Kaspbrak, we’ll call as soon as we know anything.”

Sighing, Richie nods. They go back to the car and drive home. Eddie can barely stomach crossing the threshold of their apartment, and clings tightly to Richie. Once in the apartment, Richie takes Eddie to their bathroom where he helps him out of his clothes and into the shower. When Richie starts to wash Eddie’s hair, Eddie stops him.

“You don't have to,” Eddie whispers.

“Shh, spaghetti man, let me take care of you.”

“But-” He stops talking when Richie dumps shampoo directly onto Eddie’s head.

When they get out, Richie bandages up Eddie’s hand and kisses it gently. “Better?”

Nodding, Eddie murmurs, “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, babes. You want some pizza for dinner?”

Eddie shakes his head, no. “I’m not hungry.”

“We can get ham and pineapple.”

Licking his lips, Eddie smiles a little. Richie hates pineapple on pizza. “Ok. We can get pizza.” They kiss and head to the bedroom to get dressed.

Several hours later, they are curled up on the couch full of pizza and half asleep when the phone rings. Eddie jerks so fast out of Richie’s arms he accidentally elbows him in the stomach. He mutters apologies all the way to the phone.

“Hello, this is Eddie Kaspbrak. How can I help you?”

“Hello, Mr. Kaspbrak. This is Patty at the animal clinic,” Patty says.

Eddie gropes for Richie and he gets up, wrapping his arms around Eddie’s waist.

“Mr. Kaspbrak?”

“Yes, I’m here. Is my- Is-”

“Honey’s doing fine,” Patty says and Eddie sighs with relief. “We’re going to have to keep Honey overnight, but you’ll be able to come get him tomorrow afternoon.”

“Ok, thank you so much.”

“You’re very welcome. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Alright. Thank you again.” Eddie hangs up and shoves himself back into Richie’s arm. He begins sobbing again.

“It’s ok, Eds. It’s ok. Honey is going to be ok.”

“I know, I know, I just-”

Richie kisses Eddie’s forehead. “How about tomorrow before we go get our little hell beast, we stop at the pet store and buy all the best cat stuff money can buy?”

“You mean, we can keep him?” Eddie asks.

“Yeah, we can keep him. We’ll have to figure out how to keep him indoors, but we can keep him.”

“Oh, Richie!” He jumps up and pulls Richie down kissing him on the lips. “I love you so much.”

“Love you, too, spaghetti. You ready for bed?”

“Yeah, ok.” Richie scoops up Eddie and he shrieks, laughing. Gripping tightly to Richie’s shoulders, Eddie smiles at his big dumb boyfriend. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Richie walks back to the bedroom.

“I have no idea,” Eddie says smiling widely.

“I’m carrying the sweetest, most caring person I know to bed so we can cuddle all night long.” He holds Eddie close, kissing him gently before laying him down in the bed where they do cuddle up close. Richie kisses the back of Eddie’s bandaged hand again. “You’re so much braver and sweeter than me, spaghetti. I had no clue what to do, but you just jumped in and saved Honey. I love you so much.”

Blushing, Eddie kisses the tip of Richie’s nose. “I love you, too.”

They both sigh and cuddle up close. They talk about all the things they need to buy until they fall asleep.

#reddie #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #miniseries it #it #miniseries richie tozier #miniseries eddie kaspbrak #i hope you like it #i really like how it came out #tysm for the prompt and sorry it took a few days #❤️🧡💛💚💙💜#🥰🥰🥰#Anonymous

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