#long ahh rant

[maned-dog]

Bored & hospitalized rn and ive been thinking a ton abt how underrated the entirety of gen 8 was

First off, the marketing and reveals were AMAZING. The nature cam for ponyta? I adored that. The scrambled up glitchy sirfetched was HYPE, and impidimp constantly teasing us in demos and small appearances without ever getting an official pre-release reveal was so fitting.

The designs in general of every single pokemon are so GOOD. Not only the original mons but also all the regionals were so charming and well spread out and arguably way better than alolan forms. Some of my favorite designs that never get talked about are Mr. Rime, galarian slowbro, and galarian darmanitan. Every new form and evo went into pokemon that ACTUALLY needed extra love and yet the community never talks abt em!!

Another thing i ADORE is all the small tiny features which imo should've stayed permanently! As much as i love the mobile PCs, the rotom PC with pokejobs and the loto feature was real cute and neat, the trainer cards and the amount of customization they had were SO GOOD and SO UNDERRATED!! The student cards or whatever in SV arent nearly as charming.

Also the region itself!! While yes it is LINEAR its still so gorgeous (aside feom the wild area) and, personally, id argue the DLCs did a way better job at an open world than SV did. The maps were pretty and every area was unique and had a use in the story unlike SV and its DLCs where half the map goes unused in the story or theres a ton of filler fields.

Anyway idc what anyone says alongside gen 3, gen 8 is my favorite to replay and go through. The dex is so diverse despite the natdex cut and while SV has better characters and story i still prefer SWSH and sll its unique charm

[anteabbie]

what do you think everyone in jackson's cabinet thought of his niece pre-petticoat affair [emily donelson]

Hello tumblr moot I am gonna answer this they rant bc I have SO many opinions abt the Petticoat Affair

(mentions of abuse in one paragraph so be warned)

As to what they thought of her before??? I imagine they liked her, she was the acting First Lady, and she did take the side of the wives, and eventually left when her uncle called her out.

I think one of the things that draws me so much to the Petticoat Affair is, nobody involved is a good person. You have the Eaton’s, basket cases, then you have the Calhoun’s, ALSO basket cases but sligtly crazier.

Then you have Jackson, and I firmly believe his reaction was a trauma response. Yes, I know that bold of me to say, but he witnessed his wife, arguably the love of his life, basically get bullied till she died. It’s well known that clouded his judgement and influenced his opinion.

Eaton’s and Calhoun’s arent 100% innocent either. Pretty known, but from what I’ve heard, Margaret just seemed bitchy for no reason, and her husband just didn’t care. Floride was straight up abusive to her husband, and also seemed bitchy too. I can see why he’d be a bit scared to talk to her (and which is I also believe she had underlying mental illness, a convo for a different post)

There are a million ways this could have gone. And I have my opinions. Should JCC have tried to talk to his wife?? Maybe. Should the cabinet women have ostracized Margaret? No, at least not to the degree they did. Should Margaret have been a little bitch? No. Is everyone involved in this a bad person? 100%.

I genuinely do not know what I would have done if I was in Jackson’s shoes. I’m okay at socializing online, but irl nah. I’d probably cry LMAO. In all seriousness, this issue is so complex, and both sides were wrong, if that makes sense.

Okay, rant over. Sorry if this made no sense

[crystallizsch]

hi ian i come bearing angst fuel for the yuusha as twsted elsa (maybe an idea for her possible overblot idk she kinda reads to me as someone whod preemptively isolate in the case she feels...blotty)

(also seeing that art of her playing violin totally didnt fuck me up im still nursing my bruised heart 🥴🥴💕💕)

https://youtu.be/NDldNaEZTt8?si=Wm71pgTltuJLjFvk

^^this is from the frozen musical where they gave a song to elsa to explore her emotional turmoil and it just fleshed out her character so much more than the orig movie (ok i havent seen frozen 2 oops) but just this section here:

Is everyone in danger as long as I'm alive?

Was I a monster from the start?

How did I end up with this frozen heart?

Bringing destruction to the stage

Caught in a war that I was never meant to wage

anyways lmao i jus think the song is neat i think yuushas neat (i wanna see more of her ahehehe i love seeing infodumps abt ur yuus)

-diodellet

(throwback to this “what if yuu had magic” ask where i had a ✨realization✨ and this more recent yuusha lore drop that i gave zero elaboration on 🙃)

very rough ob yuu design??? idk i came up with it on the spot ;;; and it’s kinda based on disney’s concept art of elsa when she was supposed to be the villain.

evil ice queen vibes :3

also i know the ob monster is supposed to be based on the villain— which is elsa in this case— but lowkey. an ice monster is way cooler.

also also i just realized after i drew this i couldve done a grim/yuu tandem overblot ough 🤧🤧 (next time I'll do that instead if i ever go back to this concept)

(read more below because it got SO long)

AAH anyways hi hi dio!!! when i saw your ask i went —

— with this entire post

AAGH HOW MANY MORE UNINTENTIONAL CONNECTIONS ARE GOING TO BE BETWEEN FROZEN AND YUUSHA

i guess watching the movie everyday when it came out when you’re like 9 does something to your brain chemistry (and still haunts you at least a decade later) 💀

but anyways the angst ;;; overblot yuu ;;;;; my brain is rotting and the worms have taken over

also i didn’t even know that there was a frozen broadway musical so im gonna have to check it out later 🏃💨💨💨

(also dont worry frozen 2 is a nice watch for the most part but the way they concluded the characters did not feel 100% satisfying to me 😭 BUT i love some of the songs tho ;;; kristoff’s goofy 80s ballad song is one of them specifically, i need everyone to listen to it)

hfgnnfhfgv anyways thank you so much i’m chugging that angst fuel as i expand more on a possible ob yuusha with another infodump 💪💪💪

⚠️⚠️⚠️ ALSO IM SORRY BUT mentions of taking one’s own life so please proceed with caution ⚠️⚠️⚠️

i had to reread what my initial thoughts about it bc it was months ago??? and after rereading im just like, huh what was i on— (just that feeling when you just cringe at your old posts ;; but idk i think the insanity/cringe sometimes can loop back into being a genius and the cycle just continues)

anyways i’ve been on and off writing yuusha’s bio and overblot yuu was just at the back of my mind chilling but i didn’t really do anything with it.

but now that i have the opportunity,,,, im gonna go on the magicless route this time bc i feel like I've said all what i thought if it was an overblot due to her own magic.

so uh from what i gather overblots are a mix of overuse of magic + intense negative emotion.

since it’s magicless yuu, i guess the one of the general headcanons around the fandom is that they’ve been too exposed to overblots and then intense negative emotions suddenly just triggered their overblot.

uh anyways onto the elsa parts

Is everyone in danger as long as I'm alive? Was I a monster from the start? How did I end up with this frozen heart? Bringing destruction to the stage Caught in a war that I was never meant to wage

THE LYRICS ARE SO GOOD ;;; i really love how some broadway interpretations expand on the source material

and yeah you're right 🤧🤧🤧— yuusha would try to hide and escape, especially as she overblots bc she would try to avoid hurting people (and like elsa, it'd only hurt others more trying to escape bc of probably how she leaves destruction in her wake trying to make others stay away from her 😔)

(this is a small tangent but i remember thinking about an overblot kalim and i imagine him to be similar, like he would not hurt anyone intentionally in his overblot.)

anyways so the way it would go is that i imagine her friends got fatally injured either because a) she feels that she’s too “useless” without magic to help and wasn’t able to do anything OR b) her attempts at helping to try and prove that she can help without magic made everything worse.

and then she just goes into a guilty spiral then boom — overblot.

ALSO in the song, the way elsa briefly contemplated taking her own life but then realizing there’s no guarantee that would solve anything hnghgh (<- another unintentional parallel to my yuusha lore because that’s actually how she ended up in twst except she did NOT have the latter realization)

there’s this “yuu is dead” theory i’m just using and that the black carriage actually just caught yuusha’s soul after she took her own life from all the burden.

also some bonus angst context for that violin post :3

yuusha back in her homeworld is raised and known to be a gifted musician. people can feel the life and soul in her music but when people interact with her, they are usually met with an ice-cold (heh) personality.

the dead family member was the one who taught her music and the only one who was kind to her.

there’s always an expectation from her family to perform well and to keep up appearances as to not be a humiliation since anything she does can reflect on her entire family. (also hi, slight yuusha/jamil parallels maybe???)

the way she presents herself also stemmed from an incident as a child when she went apeshit on another kid bc she was defending a friend.

so from then on she was taught taught to conceal don’t feel those emotions — which just unfortunately extended to any positive ones, not just negative ones like rage.

so when she is brought to twst, there’s no memory of her being forced to hold back her emotions so she’s just unapologetically affectionate and open with everyone bc that’s how she really is.

but every now and then, memories of her breaking down haunt her in her dreams or as subtle reminders in the waking world.

then yuusha just goes on her day like she just wasn't reminded of her past.

(unnecessarily tragic lore my beloved, but anyway—)

another extremely brief tangent and bonus -> the two songs i had on loop while drawing pre-twst yuusha

lindsey stirling my beloved i love her music

the songs are such a vibe

her instrumentals in “lose you now” especially makes me feel some sort of way 😖

[milesofstars]

interested in your thoughts on lupin :O it's rare to see other people who are fans out in the wild

ahh yes!!! theyre arguably my favourite books (collection of stories.. ish.. what do you even call it?) other than crime and punishment,, and im still in the process of reading as many as possible, but ive reread a few too!!

i absolutely adore arsène lupin as a character and the way that the stories are written is always so entertaining,, plus the fact that theyre very short so it never feels like theyre dragging on (unlike my other favourite book.. shuddering..)

plus theyre even a main inspiration for a project im working on.. posts abt it will happen sometime soon, likely before the end of the yr or just after

INFACT, i started reading a few more of the stories just a few days ago in a book i got a while back but forgot was on my shelf, and im not joking that The Red Silk Scarf was so funny that TODAY i had to literally stop myself from giggling out loud in my maths class while i was reading it.. funnily enough i just realised i stopped myself from laughing by holding my red scarf over my face. huh. lupin is the silliest goofer

i always get super excited when i find other people who like arsène lupin,, or just references to him in media i like!! i kinda want to watch the lupin III series but i havent got around to it since i spend most of my time watching detective conan </3

sorry this reply was a bit long and wordy,, like i said i got a bit excited since nobody asks me about it loll but id love to hear more peoples' opinions on it too!! maybe one day ill post art of the funky thief himself

[real-hottopic]

ok after the beautiful post my dear @wothmzn made ive thought about the beauty of life and humanity.

I noticed that seemingly every person wants to show they are here. from cave paintings to writing "[name was here]" on school walls and doors. Its facinating how that works. I remeber seeing this topic on youtube and they said that we are like kids asking their parents to watch them do that flip one more time, we all want to be noticed. Its like we are all connected in our desire to have some impact on the world, so people know they existed. The way people of so many backgrounds and generations will show they were here, like on school doors or books announcing their presence is SO COOL.

i know this is long and may not make sence but i just wanted to share this lol

[running-with-kn1ves]

Yup me again, he's stuck in my brain..

OK YOU'RE GETTING A KITH ON THE MOUTH !!!

Everybody come hither, broccolihater80 has blessed us again with handsome ass cirdan... I love that sad boy expression he's got he's existentially mogging and u captured that. saving this to the...secret folder....

[marshmelia]

Reposting some do my old art!! I won't do all of them of course since there's too many, but here's a bunch of OC art from all the way back at 2022

[bubblingcolaa]

K, Rant post. TW for heavy swearing I guess

My BITCH ASS FRIEND WONT JOIN TUMBLR

IDK WHY. SHE JUST WONT. NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY. NO MATTER HOW I BEG AND BEG. ON MY KNEES. DAY AND NIGHT. NO AMOUNT OF MONEY. SHE WONT JOIN FUCKING TUMBLR AND IT PISSES ME OFF BECAUSE 1) TUMBLR IS AMAZING 2) IVE SEEN SLIGHT THE EDDSWORLD SIDE OF IT AND ITS GOOD AND 3) THE FNAF SIDE IS PROBABLY GOOD AS WELL LIKE ALL OF TUMBLR. AND SHE SAYS- she says. "Oh, I don't want to see no tits" BITCH WHADDYA MEAN YOU DONT WANT TO SEE TITS?? LIKE I GET YOU DONT WANNA SEE NUDES AND ALL BUT IVE BEEN ON TUMBLR FOR A COUPLE OF MONTHS AND IVE NEVER SEEN TITS. ONLY A FEW THINGS THAT MAKE ME UNCOMFORTABLE. AND IF ITS REALLY TOO MUCH YOU CAN 1) BLOCK PEOPLE 2) TURN OFF ANONYMOUS ASKS 3) STAY OFF TUMBLR FOR A WHILE 4) JUST DONT INTERACT?!?! YOU DUMBASS HOE- JUST JOIN FUCKING TUMBLR IT'LL BE GREAT. AND SHE SAYS SHE'S GOING THROUGH AN ART BLOCK. I BET JOINING TUMBLR WILL HELP WITH THAT BECAUSE IT SURE DID FOR ME. I'M NOT SAYING WE' RE THE SAME BUT STILL LIKE ANHDKWHSNDBWBGZKSKWKFNKS. YOU DUMBASS KID WITH YOUR DISGUSTING TYPE. I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BETTER BREAK UP WITH YOUR MANS (okay well don't do that but still you deserve better) AND JUST JOIN TUMBLR?!2?2+#(28#(+$)@ LIKE MY GOD WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?! RUN OVER TO YOUR HOUSE THAT'S A FOURTY MINUTE DRIVE AWAY AND STEAL YOUR PHONE AND DOWNLOAD IT FOR YOU?! I understand the strict parents thing but uhm IVE SEEN WHAT YOU DO ON CHARACTER AI MATE. AND YOUR PARENTS STILL HAVENT TALKED ABOUT THAT YET?! GAHHHH. THIS DUMBASS THOUGHT TUMBLR WAS A DATING APP I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD YOU AOEBOWDOWNJSNX JWNSHKAOSBXJANIEKQ RAAHHHHH JUST JOIN TUMBLR MY GUY. ITS NOT THAT BAD.

Rant over. Sheesh

[sstrawbearies]

My package finally came with the stray kids pilot merch in it and it’s so cute and I’m so happy I got this cute hyunjin pc with writing on the back and also I believe the other 4 pcs I got were lucky draws and I’m so happy to have pulled my ult bias hyunjin and my bias wrecker bang chan ahh and seungmin looks so good I love the lil gems they put on him and my boy changbin looks so pretty! I love the lil pc holder I got of jiniret and the lil jiniret plush but I do wish the plush was bigger i thought it was going to be like the normal sized skzoo but it’s still adorable I can’t wait to put it on my shelf and I also bought the in life album along the other products and I’m laughing bc somehow someway my son jeongin makes his way home to me I always pull him he really wants me to make him my bias I swear lmaooo even tho he’s with seungmin he said I’m here also I pulled another seungmin too I love his outfit sorry for the long rant but ahh I’m just happy and excited this finally arrived after waiting so long and now I’m super hyped for stray kids new album rockstar to drop ahhh also I had to add the new hyunjin pc into the jiniret pc holder it’s just a perfect fit

[collectivecloseness]

I have been writing the Eddie Munson Warm Bodies au!

The first chapter may be slightly longer, but that’s because I want to have Eddie and reader at least meet in the first, and there’s a lot of world building that has to come before that. Idk, we’ll see how it goes! I’m currently 4k in of the very first draft, so it’s definitely being written haha

I’m really excited actually, to show and talk about some of the decisions I’ve made! There’s a couple of things I’m excited to discuss, even though they may be like smaller details haha ☺️

[lostworldss]

replaying terror fest finale while listening to this in my head

[asterias-corner]

ok so like, ocs and universes? But ones i made when i was 7! You should hear about this :0

So the whole shabang is that in the worlds of humans and hybrids, they each have their own realms, the human realm and novacia. Now in novacia, there is a big crystal known as the plow star, its name being a representation of how its power can literally plow life to extinction. It broke, by the doing of dr bless, but we’ll call him zari, he is a demon shapeshifter who takes form of a scientist is the human realm. Anni (self insert/main character) was shoved through the portal by him. In the human realm, zari is making hybrids from normal people. Anni happened to be a test subject, and a “failed” one. They were found by Zachary and his mom, but only after they’d been blessed by mori (more on her later) with the power of the plow star :3 they took them in and while exploring one day they stumbled upon the fire shard. Zach got close and it embedded into his chest. He burst into flames, his veins turning red while the power embedded itself into him. Anni couldn’t get close but a burning sensation in their chest made them find that the original shards were scattered, and Zach had found one. They find an old temple nearby, finding books about the power. They make it their mission to find the other shards, and that’s where they meet Luna, who is a good friend of theirs, immediately sharing that a crystal that made her feel like she was going to freeze to death, and that meant they had 2 shards, and the main crystal so far. Clarity was a bunny hybrid who was working on keeping a specific bit of land safe and a farmer, but found Kyle overtaken by dark magic, they fought wildly, clarity had found the crystal a year beforehand, and had been practicing and managed to beat him. She restrained him with ivy. They talked and Kyle apologized profusely, having been taken control of. They’d been out one day at the main market, trying to buy some food when a hell hound was trampling about causing a ruckus. Before they could help they found anni, Luna, and Zachary already using their powers to stop it. They converse and now having found 2 others- but were still missing another two. A rather aggressive lightning storm had been bothering a town, and wouldn’t let up. Something wasn’t right. They traveled and found Diana, who was upset and angry over her families death. They consoled her and added her to the group. And one night on anni’s watch, they were attacked by a cat hybrid, using air magic. Anni chased her away from camp, fought a bit while trying to talk to her, managing to get through to her- and thus they had found all shard holders. Once they had done so, a rather strange fox stumbled into the clearing, bounding over to anni with a scroll in his jaw. It explained he was a companion that would join them to take down zari, also known as dr bless. They prepared, eventually finding he had perfected the replica of the crystal, and had made an army. He was going to wipe out all of humanity and turn them into hybrids to overthrow novacia next. The war took place in the human realm, eventually getting backed up into novacia. The battle was rough, absolutely devastating to the lands, but mori, the goddess of novacia, had strengthened the ones with blood from her, (basically anyone born in novacia or specifically blessed by her.) ((-Anni)) making them powerful in their domain, successfully destroying zari and his troops. The day is won, and rebuilding is in order, in the human realm and in novacia. They all build a mansion to live in, hanging out and living life to the fullest. 

Was this like a gacha movie? Yes. Do i care? No. This was like my favorite thing to daydream about, zodiac was actually an imaginary friend of mine when i was younger. I used this to cope with a lot of stuff, and it means a lot to me, so I’m sharing :’)

[spotlightstudios]

BG3 Spoilers... potentially?

Amazing that I had just told my bud Neon that Theo's (my tav) favorite feature of himself was his eyes. Currently he's distressed over a sudden bought of heterochromia that he can't get rid of cuz it's a visual change to match his Dream Guardian.

Barely an hour later she's like, "Torgana is getting her eye poked out by the bard." (Torgana is her tav) and I look over in mild distress and fascination, because ?????.

I was fighting harpies outside the Grove while she was letting her eye get gouged out by Volo. Theo and Torgana would get along ridiculously well, I think.

[mobirights]

guys wake up rweoutofthewoods posted a new fic. no, like, WAKE UP. BPD REG I'M SO EXCITED NO ONE TALK TO ME.

october will cure me — chapter 1

Here you are, the BPD reg fic! I’ll probably update again tomorrow to get you all going since I have a few chaps done by now :)

I’m blaming who told me to double update, everyone take the content and enjoy it, that’s a threat!!

[yourdrugisafartbreaker]

So, I’ve always tried to appreciate art I find cool, whether they range from computer drawn doodles to watercolor paintings done with paintbrushes to hand-drawn comics. However, I found myself appreciating the end result and not much else, because that’s the product that everyone’s been waiting on. It’s why I couldn’t really get into videos of drawings in progress, I occasionally watch streams of people doing artsy stuff live, but it’s more so for the interactivity with the person there. What comes before the product, the madness in the making of the art, the process hasn’t been where I’ve found I lay my eyes on. And, honestly, it’s disappointing to me. With the end result, you have the END, there is no changing it because it is a RESULT of the process. It can make the product feel still, and it’s nice to appreciate when it has the stillness, but there is something that the process has that the product lacks. The process has free range of motion, as there are as many rules and limitations as the creator puts forth, and it can vary wildly from creator to creator. Leonardo da Vinci had his process in making The Mona Lisa and Pablo Picasso had his process in making The Weeping Woman, both art pieces are different products, and analyzing the process behind what made those products so different adds so much more depth to the pieces themselves. A process with passion is valid no whether it takes one years and years or five minutes, no matter whether it is meticulously planned or just done on a whim, and no matter whether if it creates a product seen by one million people or one person. Hell, even analyzing processes that you may not find interesting or approve of can be interesting, as you can find out the ideas behind it and what leads to it not being of your preference. You can analyze the process vs product in so many things besides art, whether it be other creative things such as music and programming, or even things not seen as so creative such as sports and math. The product of a process is something to appreciate, along with the process of a product, so make sure to appreciate both when you can. Whether you indulge in creating or viewing or both, make sure both the process and product appeal to you, for so much more can be gained by that.

[lordprettyflackotara]

fill the void || fred weasley

SMUT. MINORS DNI. 18+

It felt odd in a way, being alone for the first time.

Usually you were surrounded by your fellow Slytherins, the smell of cigarettes and cologne something your nostrils had grown accustomed to. The sound of vicious insults or bitter rants making a nest in your ears. The sight of scowls with liquor in their hands, their knuckles typically bruised and bloody.

But right now, all of that was gone. The air in the courtyard was clean, the breeze blowing past you providing you with the smell of the earth. Your sights were centered on a giant oak tree, as well as the moon that dimly illuminated the area below. It was an odd change, your surroundings being so settled. You couldn’t help but wonder what you would’ve become if you hadn’t been placed in Slytherin. Maybe yellow would’ve suited you better.

It wasn’t that you despised your housemates, even if they were a group of misfit toys. Mattheo protected you, Theo tutored you, Draco was always glued to your side. It wasn’t them that troubled you. It was what wearing the sickening shade of green meant. Submission to the dark lord. Following the ideology of pureblood nonsense. Especially being one of the only prominent girls, there was always the lingering question who’d you marry and reproduce with.

Yuck.

“Am I interrupting?”

You didn’t need to turn around. You’d recognize a Weasley’s voice anywhere. “Unfortunately not,” You admitted. You hated to admit you knew which Weasley twin it was, a lanky Fred Weasley plopping down beside you on the concrete steps. He stretched out his long legs, mere inches separating both of you. “Is there a reason you’re perched out here instead of doing shots with your friends?” Fred asked. How could you explain why? Oh yes, I am having an existential crisis because of the fact my dress is emerald. Want to go inside and split a chocolate frog?

“Where’s your other half? Didnt think you two separated,” You quipped, brushing off his question. Fred took the hint, leaning back on his hands. “Currently snogging Angelina Johnson,” He answered. This caught your attention, your head snapping to look over at him. “The chaser that wiped the floor with Blaise last season?” You asked. Sometimes you forgot how small this dreaded University actually was. Fred nodded, shrugging. “Aggressive on and off the field, just the way George likes em,” He replied.

You snorted. “Ahh yes. Makes sense a Weasley would enjoy being slutted out,” You snickered. It was too easy of a jab. Fred began to man spread, his long legs in your personal bubble. “I wouldn’t be so hasty little serpent. A few of us know how to put a brat in their place,” He smirked. The cocky motherfucker winked, heat dashing across your cheeks. You must be in a different dimension. There’s no bloody way a Weasley made you blush. “You’re cute when you blush,” Fred praised. He couldn’t help but notice how good you looked in the moonlight, the beams highlighting your features.

“Are you complimenting me Weasley?” You questioned. You avoided his gaze, trying to ignore the fact your heart skipped a beat. “Obviously not, i’m flirting with you,” Fred replied, unable to control the smile creeping across his lips. You were just so easy to tease. “What makes you think you can flirt with me?” You asked, turning your head to look over at the ginger. He shrugged, meeting your firey gaze with ease. “Perhaps it’s because we’re in the same boat, sitting out here alone in a bloody courtyard while the yule ball is less than five hundred feet away,” Fred explained. You audibly scoffed. “Weasley’s can’t afford a boat,” You spat.

Fred chuckled at your insult, your venom harmless to him. “Considering you’re out here I think it’s safe to say your boat has sank. Guess we’re on the same island together then,” He replied. You couldn’t help but find his facial expression smug. “Great,” You grumbled. You rested your chin on your knees, contemplating your life decisions. Fred sighed. “Well, if my presence really isn’t that valued i’ll relocate,” He said. He began to rise to his feet, your body doing a one eighty. You didn’t realize your hand was gripping his wrist until it was, desperately holding him in place.

“Sit down Weasley. I-,” You paused, looking up at the ginger. “I’d prefer it if you stayed.”

Fred grinned down at you mischievously, resuming his place beside you. “Figured you’d say that. Just wanted to hear you say it,” He gloated. You slapped his arm. “You’re unbearable. You know that don’t you?” You grumbled. Fred couldn’t help but laugh. Your annoyance was adorable. “You seem to like it,” He replied. You frowned as he stood up in front of you. “Do not,” You argued.

“Do too.”

“Do not!”

Fred extended his hand in front of you. The faint sound of classical music could be heard over the stillness, the wind having faded out. “Care to dance?” He asked. The choice was standing right in front of you, demanding an answer. You could say no and continue moping on the stairs. You could say no and go back inside, all eyes on you once again. Or you could say yes, potentially having a good time with a boy you didn’t belong with. Dancing with a Weasley? Draco would have a field day with this one. But Fred’s hand never looked more appealing than it did in that moment.

Hesitantly you took his hand, allowing him to bring you to your feet. Even in heels he easily towered over you, the ginger not hesitating to bring you close to his chest. “You know you can drop the bad girl act with me, I won’t tell,” Fred said, guiding you back and forth. You were an awkward dancer, despite the endless ballroom dancing classes your parents put you through. “It’s not an act,” You argue. Fred looked down at you, his face painted like he knew you. Like he could see right through your hollow shell.

“Sure it isn’t. And i’m not the best prankster in Hogwarts,” He quipped. You slowly spun you around, giving you time to catch up as you almost tripped in your heels. “You’ve really got quite an ego, don’t you Weasley?” You asked. Fred grinned as he pulled you back close to him. “Thats a bit hypocritical, don’t you think?” He asked. You glared up at him. “I think not,” You argued. Even though your words were laced with venom, you couldn’t deny how much you enjoyed his touch.

So gentle but so assertive, guiding you. Your mind strayed away, imagining him guiding you a different way. Guiding you to take his cock, to ride him until the sun came up. “Hey? Are you listening little serpent?” Fred asked, his voice coming back into frame. You blinked a few times, trying to regain your composure. “Sorry, what?” You asked. Fred slowly guided the dance to a stop, the song ending. You couldn’t help but wish it’d last forever. “I was asking what you’re thinking about,” He said.

You could feel yourself turning red, your filthy thoughts flooding to the forefront of your mind. You felt tongue tied, unable to confess your dirty fantasies. “Ohh, I see,” Fred said. You couldn’t bear to look at him in the eye, embarrassed enough to be in this position. You felt his slender fingers slide under your chin, guiding you to look up at him. You allowed him to guide you, his eyes boring into yours. You liked that, allowing him to guide you. Even if he was supposed to be bad for you, his touch put you on cloud nine.

“Do you like that? When I guide you? Take control?” Fred asked, his voice dropping an octave lower than before. You could’ve dropped to your knees in an instant. “Maybe I do,” You replied, not wanting to cave, not just yet. Fred leaned down further, pressing his lips against yours. His lips were warmer than you thought they’d be, filling the void inside of you. The void that craved approval and validation. His lips provided all of that and more. He guided you towards the giant oak tree, pinning you against it.

The sharp bark scraped at your back, a groan escaping your lips as Fred’s refused to stray from yours. You raked your hands throw his hair, pulling at the roots roughly. Fred whined into your mouth, smirking as he pulled away. “Cute,” He murmured. His eyes flickered behind you, ensuring no one was around. “As much as i’d love to make you squirm, we can’t do much here,” He whispered. You pulled him back to your lips, sliding your tongue into his mouth. You couldn’t get enough, your body craving him.

“That eager, are we?” Fred asked, pulling you back in for another kiss. You gently bit his bottom lip, pulling it towards you. “Fuck me, at the very least Weasley,” You ordered weakly, your body betraying the attempt at dominance you were spewing. Fred grinned mischievously. “Turn around for me pretty girl,” He purred. You did as asked, his large hands pushing you against the tree. You could hear the clinking of his belt, your core throbbing in anticipation.

His large hands pushed up your dress, pulling your panties to the slide. “You’re lucky we’re in the courtyard, otherwise i’d make you beg and scream for me to fuck you,” Fred purred. You felt his tip brush up and down your folds, a moan escaping your lips. One of Fred’s hands flew to your mouth. “Gotta keep quiet little serpent. Dont want anyone to hear you being a whore for a Weasley, do you?” He taunted. He pushed himself inside of you slowly, your body feeling like it may split in two.

“You’re fuckin soaked for me,” Fred mused, placing a sloppy kiss against your shoulder. Your moans were muffled by his hand, your walls struggling to accommodate his size. “I’m bigger than Malfoy aren’t I?” He asked teasingly as he bottomed out inside of you. You grabbed onto his wrist, yanking it away from your mouth. “In your dreams Weasley,” You spat, whimpering as he bucked his hips ever so slightly. Fred began to suck at the side of your neck, harsh enough to leave a hickey. “Dont leave marks on me,” You argued, moaning as he began to thrust into you. Fred released your neck with a pop, satisfied as the skin began to turn purple.

“Whys that? Afraid your boy toys will find out you’ve let me in between your legs?” Fred asked, beginning to pick up the pace. His pace was brutal, his hand flying back over your mouth to muffle your sinful noises. “When they ask tell them. Tell them how I ruined you. How a Gryffindor made you cum in a courtyard like a dog in heat,” Fred huffed. He continued to viciously snap his hips into yours, his cock abusing your g spot with each thrust. You moaned his name into his hand, gripping one of his wrist and the tree for support.

“You’re so fucking tight, so perfect,” Fred groaned into your neck, his breath hot against your skin. He removed his hand from your mouth, his hands taking their rightful place on your hips. “I’m going to make you cum on my cock. You understand me? You’re going make a mess for me,” Fred ordered. His orders were hypnotizing, your legs beginning to shake as he held onto the fabric of your dress. You could feel the knot inside of you tighten, a familiar feeling coming.

“Please make me cum Freddie, fucking please,” You pleaded, your orgasm coming faster than you’d like to admit. Fred chuckled, fucking you mercilessly against the tree. “There she is, there’s my sweet whore. Go on, cum for me,” He panted. You squeezed his wrist tightly as you came, euphoria washing over you as you came on his shaft. Your legs trembled, threatening to give out on you at any moment. You felt Fred’s hips stutter, the ginger pulling out of you.

He guided you onto the ground, your bare knees hitting the dirt below. You stuck out your tongue, allowing Fred to cum inside of your mouth. “Holy shit,” Fred moaned, watching as you swallowed every last top. You both sat there for a moment, your highs subsiding as you soaked in what you had just done.

“Hey y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“You wanna grab a butterbeer sometime?”

“Shut up Weasley.”