#im not projecting onto arthur i swear.

[hp-wizardingtrash-1]

“Maybe one day”

Fred Weasley Imagine

Requested: Nope

Warnings: (Not that I know of?)

Word Count: 1080

You always enjoyed joining the weasleys at the burrow. Molly and Arthur loved your company, mainly because you were so generous and loving towards all of their children. Especially their son, Fred, who was your boyfriend and the one you bonded with the most.

You admired him in a way that made your heart ache. You could never understand what it was about him that made you love him so much, whether it be from his lighthearted and mischievous nature, or the way that he always knew how to put a smile on your face, even at the worst of times.

The Weasleys living room compared greatly in warmth to the harsh wintery cold outside. As you buried your face into the latest edition of Advanced Transfiguration, Fred walked into the room and grinned at how easily you seemed to fit in to his home.

“Hello love” he called.

You looked up from your book momentarily to give Fred a loving smile as he approached. “Hello Freddie”

Returning back to your page, Fred sprawled out on the couch, sitting next to you and moving your legs so that they were resting over his lap. He traced circles over your thigh with his palm

“You know wanna know something, love?” he started, “you never let yourself have a break from studying, even during the christmas holidays you’re stuck with a book.” he gestured towards the large tome you had currently in your hands. 

“You work so hard.” a genuine smile on his face.

These words had caught your attention and you looked up once again from your book and smiled at him. It was true, you did have an act for over studying sometimes and it meant that you wouldn’t have a lot of spare time for Fred but it amused you how much he tried to get your attention.

“What if I like studying, this stuff is quite fascinating you know, perhaps if you ever tried picking up a book, you might learn something” you said, smirking, causing a laugh from Fred.

Although, he recomposed himself while putting a hand over his heart, trying to look offended. “Was that sass, (Y/L/N)?” He grinned.

“Yes, I do think it was” you smirked, not looking up at him.

Your eyes instead travelled to where his hand had moved from your thigh and he made the gracious effort to shift himself closer to you.

“Well then” he started, “What if I…” Fred leaned his head close to yours, so that you were barely inches apart. Looking up at him, you could feel his breath on your skin and his closeness to you was intoxicating. His lips were so close to yours that it became almost too hard to concentrate on what was happening. You had begun to lean in when…

“Do…this!!” Before his lips had met yours, he yanked the book from out of your hands and jumped off the couch with it, laughing hysterically as he went.

“Fred Weasley!” you bellowed, getting up immediately running after him.

Fred had much longer legs than you so it was easier for him to move quicker. It also meant that when you tried to reach for your book in his hand, it was barely even close. You reached your arms up above your head like a child and jumped for the book,

“Give that back!”

“What?” he said, still laughing. “You said I should pick up a book” Fred snickered, holding the book high out of your reach. “So I did!”

This wasn’t unusual behavior from Fred. At times when you were focusing on a project or when you were finishing an essay, he would always be there to distract you and cause trouble. You had thought back to the times when you had received multiple detentions in class because Fred had distracted you for a gag. Of course he never complained, because he got to spend extra time with you while you two polished trophies for detention.

“I swear to Merlin, Fred Weasley, if you don’t give that back right now, I’ll….I’ll-”

“You’ll what?” Fred teased, bringing his face close to yours again with a giant grin plastered on it. There it was again, that grin. The one that made your knees buckle every time you saw it.

“I’ll…..” but you didn’t know what to say. At that moment, as you looked into Fred’s mischievous eyes, nothing needed to be said. 

Instead you planted your lips onto his in a tender kiss. The impact had caught him off guard momentarily before he found his bearings, he chucked the book onto the couch and placed his hands on your hips, holding you tight. You ran your hands through his fiery hair and melted into the kiss. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than you could have imagined. He tasted tentatively with his tongue, and you opened your mouth with a small sigh into the kiss.

“Fred? Have you seen the-OH goodness!” 

You both broke apart at the sound of Fred’s mother, Mrs Weasley entering the room, with a heap of washing. You’re cheeks had turned to a deep shade of puce, and you frantically looked around the room trying to think of something to say.

“Oh Mrs Weasley, Im so sorry, we were just-” 

“Oh no deary its completely fine” she cut you off with a loving smile. Trying to hold up the load of washing. 

You looked up at Fred who was rubbing that back of his head, with a stupid grin on his face. You noticed that Mrs Weasley was struggling with the washing so you strode up to her to help, hoping that it would distract her by what she had just walked in on.

“Here, Mrs Weasley, let me help” you insisted, moving your hands towards the pile of clothes. She looked at you once again with that motherly smile of hers, moving the basket out of your hands.

“No, no deary! you do too much for us already, you keep Ginny company and you’re a good influence on Fred, as I have noticed.  Your cheeks grew an even darker shade of red, knowing that Fred was behind you listening. 

“It’s always good to have you here, I wish that you were part of my family, you would be a wonderful addition ” She beamed at you.

“You never know mum!” Fred called, “Maybe one day” 

You looked back at Fred and beamed!

This is my first ever imagines LOL I KNOW ITS BAD BUT if you liked it please let me know so that i can write more in the future. ALSO if you wanted to request any imagines or any prompts that you have then feel free to ask me anything!

Also credits to the gif owner

[joeljoelwarr]

Imperium Heights - 4

1, 2, 3, 

Warning: None, (except a first day at a new school, everyone’s terrified of that.)

Genre: Superpower!AU

Note: There are ships in this story. Implications of BOTH ships in this chapter. The following being them: JJP (Jaebum and Jinyoung) and Markgyeom (Mark and Yugyeom). If you don’t like these ships, you can skip those parts of the story, or just don’t read the story. Thank you.

Italics - Thai

Bold - English

Both - Thoughts and Mind Readings

Yugyeom’s hair slowly fell in his eyes, ticking Kyu off. She huffed, reaching out and pushing it out of his eyes softly.

“You seriously need a haircut at some point. It’s in your eyes almost every second of the day!” She pouted, Mark’s lips upturning at this. Their sibling relationship made him smile. They were obviously close. Personally, he didn’t mind Yugyeom’s hair like that, he liked it even. Yugyeom shook his head, his hair falling back into place.

“I will once it’s covering my eyes, or I can barely see through it,” Yugyeom teased, smiling brightly. Kyu groaned. 

“Aish, you’re so annoying! When it pokes you in the eye, don’t come crying to me for a haircut okay?” Despite the annoyed tone to her voice, anyone listening could hear the fondness for the younger kid hidden in disguise.

“Yeah okay,” Yugyeom mused, chuckling. “I can’t be that annoying since you still put up with me.” She pouted, her lips pursing and and eyebrows furrowing cutely.

“I hate it when you’re right,” she groaned. “You’re like…” She paused, looking at him intrigued. “Little sibling annoying.” She reached over and poked his cheek lightly, making him scoff, and put a hand to his cheek, a fake look of offence as he fought to keep the smile off his face. She giggled quietly, pulling her hands back to his side and making him groan in annoyance at her cuteness. 

Mark watched adoringly, finding this whole exchange incredibly endearing. He’d not admit it outloud, but the fact that Yugyeom and Kyu had a sibling relationship when they looked anything but made him smile. His opinion of the two had sky-rocketed in the last 15 minutes of them talking, and he didn’t regret a single word.

Yugyeom shook his head again, letting his flood of hair shake and come to rest. Kyu looked lie she was having an internal struggle, with lasted for about 15 seconds before she pulled her hands onto the table and blurted out.

“But can you just let me cut it?” She exclaimed, turning Yugyeom red. “I swear to gosh, man! It’s so long!” She sat up, reaching over and pulling a piece lightly just to prove her point.

“Fine…” Yugyeom mumbled. Mark chuckled as her face lit up, her smile making it worth Yugyeom’s hair being cut.

“I won’t do it now,” she said, “but I’m coming by your dorm later, and you’re letting me do it!” Her eyes twinkled in excitement. Yugyeom smiled, his ears turning red as he muttered a small happy ‘okay.’

Hair fell to the floor by Kyu’s feet as she cut his hair softly, Yugyeom not minding it actually, unlike how he thought he would.

“You’ve got a full month to plan how to confess to him. What’re you thinking?” She asked, ruffling his hair to remove the pieces that stuck to the others.

“A letter, maybe,” he replied, looking at the wall.

“… Seriously?” She stopped cutting and leaned against the chair. “You want to confess, before Christmas, with a letter.” She shook her head and flicked his head, making him flinch. “Send him a gift or something! An ugly sweater with a heart on it.” She laughed quietly, the sheer insanity of that idea amusing her.

“I don’t know okay! I’ve never confessed to someone before!” BamBam, confused as always, raised an eyebrow at them, rolling his eyes slightly.

Wait, did I hear something about Yugyeom confessing to a crush? Kyu screamed, jumping. She almost cut off a large chunk of Yugyeom’s hair, her hand flying to her chest as she breathed heavily. She closed her eyes.

“Does…. someone have telepathy?” Min-ji asked slowly, Kyu nodding and kicking the wall next to Yugyeom’s bed, where Jinyoung should have been, (he’s actually in the library.)

“Jinyoung~oppa, just because you can project thoughts into others minds doesn’t mean you should!” She yelled. I almost scalped Yugyeom thanks to you!

I’m surprised that he doesn’t have early hair loss yet. Kyu rolled her eyes, looking over to the two Thai kids sitting on one of the beds. Er… Rather, the one. She watched as BamBam grabbed Min-ji’s leg, keeping her from hitting the ceiling of the dorm room. Kyu smiled at her. I’m going to murder you someday, oppa.

“Maybe you should study Korean more!” Min-ji said, flipping upside down to be eye-level with BamBam again.

“But you’re doing so good without me.” He smirked, holding onto her shirt instead.

Nah. Besides, who else is going to let you get as many books as you want from the library? Kyu groaned, knowing he had a point. 

You’re such an arse!

I like to think of it as getting my way. Also, I would love to see Yugyeomie try to confess to his crush. That would be an amazing sight to see.

“Is it Jinyoung~hyung again?” Yugyeom asked, looking back at her. Kyu nodded, turning his head back and continuing to cut it. “Remind me to tease him later then.” Kyu smiled.

“Yeah, okay.

Jinyoung sat at the Library desk, bored out of his mind. It was boring being a teacher’s assistant, him and his friend could tell you that much. He looked over at Bailey, who was reading a book, her feet propped up on the counter in front of her, her lip between her teeth. Boy, if Jackson were to walk in right now, he’d have a heart attack. He walked over, reading over her shoulder, the famed works of J.K. Rowling in her hands. He could hear Kyu talking about being a wingwoman in his mind, amusing him slightly.

A male came in, Im Jaebum, as Jinyoung recognized. His interest peaked, he watched him he moved around looking for a book. Bailey looked up at him, smirking slightly. He could hear Kyu talking about being a wingwoman in his mind, amusing him slightly. Bailey elbowed him slightly, nodding at Jaebum who was standing puzzled. Go help him!

“No, why don’t you do it?” Jinyoung whispered frantically. Bailey put down her book and pushed him over harshly to Jaebum. Because you’re a wimp and need practice talking to people!

“Do you need any help?” Jinyoung asked quietly. Jaebum didn’t hear it, forcing Jinyoung to repeat is louder this time. “Excuse me, do you need help?”

Jaebum looked up at him and Jinyoung was rendered slightly speechless by the look of his eyes. Knowledge was stored there, Jinyoung could tell just by looking.

“Ah… Yeah, actually. Do you have A Guide to Arithmancy: Volume 3 by Arthur Pattin?”

“I think we have one more copy, it should be by Volume 1 and Volume 2.” Jinyoung nodded, thinking. Bailey rolled her eyes, the man was clueless! Jaebum scratched his neck, embarrassed.

“Which are where, might I ask?” Jinyoung gestured to him, to follow as he walked down one of the lines of bookshelves, retrieving the third volume down from the shelf and handing it to him.

“Arithmancy books are normally with other spell books, but at the start of it since it begins with A.”

“And here I was thinking it was ordered by Author.” Jaebum smiled at the book in his hands. “Thank you. I don’t come in here often, so I don’t usually know where things are.”

“I’m here pretty much every day, so I’ve memorized where all the books are. It was no trouble.” Jinyoung smiled back at him. “Do you want me to check that out for you?”

“Oh, please!” Jaebum said, walking back with Jinyoung to the check-out desk, where a smirking Bailey said in her chair. Someone’s fliiiiirrrtttinnnng.

I will find a way to get you back, Bailey.

You didn’t deny it~

Did you hear that? It was me mentally rolling my eyes at you. Jinyoung scanned the book, bringing up the bar-code and stamp on the screen. Bailey smiled.

Nah, all I heard was the emptiness of your nonexistent comebacks. He paused for a moment, angrily blinking before calming down.

And now I understand why you are friends with Kyu~ah. Bailey giggled quietly, pulling her feet off the counter, Jaebum looking at her confused. I think I’m closer friends with you, though.

Jinyoung smiled fondly, handing the book to Jaebum. “There you go.” Yeah… Whatever.

“Thank you… You’re Jinyoung right? Park Jinyoung?” Jinyoung, shocked, nodded. “I’ve heard about you.” Jaebum smiled. “All good things, I promise. But the story of the famed Library Keeper that knows every inch of this large library, isn’t one I’ll forget.

Bijj, am I chopped liver?! Bailey exclaimed in her head, making Jinyoung smile again. 

I was thinking more along the lines of hot rocks, but that could work. “I’ll see you again when you return the book, right?” Jaebum smiled flirtatiously.

You still suck at jokes, even when talking about my powers. You need help.

“Of course.” Jinyoung turned slightly red, Bailey’s laugh echoing in his ears. He glared at her. I don’t need jokes to amaze people.

You don’t even amaze people in the first place! She laughed, and he couldn’t help the smile that was placed on his face. Yeah… They were definitely close friends.

Jinyoung’s smile was bright and wide as he looked back at Jaebum. “I’ll see you then.”

“I suppose you will.”