#ron weasley x yn

[ameliora-j]

i ALSO wanna talk about ron weasley !!!!!!!! can we please please for twisted tuesday have him overstimulating the hell out of you <333 please xxxx

i LOVE to talk about ron weasley we can do so ANYDAY!!!!

content → fingering (f!receiving), overstimulation, cnc DARK CONTENT, THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG, MDNI

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur requests ᵕ̈

"ronnie..." you whine quietly, trying to find something to hold onto, but with your hands tied behind your back, it isn't easy.

ron smirks from behind you, your back pressed to his chest, you fully naked and him fully clothed as he spread you over his lap. "yes, baby?" he hums softly, his fingers pumping in and out and in and out, but he's barely even paying attention to you... more focused on the game on tv.

"p-please... please i... i-i can't anymore" you whine, though your hips won't stop grinding on his big hand, allowing his palm to stroke your clit, your legs twitching weakly with the aftershocks of your previous four orgasms, ron quickly dragging you into a fifth.

"you can't?" he pouts, pulling his fingers back and beginning to spank your clit with a ringed hand. "but your little pussy can, baby" he smirked darkly.

"plea--" ron's cutting you off as soon as you start with more spanks to your already-abused pussy.

"unless the next words out of your mouth are 'please can i cum again, daddy?' then shut your fucking mouth" he grunted, shoving his fingers back into your cunt, adding a third this time and causing you to completely lose yourself to ron's pleasure. "you asked me to cum. i'm giving you what you want, you could at least be grateful" he grumbled.

it takes a minute for you to find your voice again, but with a deep breath and a loud moan, you're squirting all over ron's lap and your living room floor, singing praises to his name and thanking him repeatedly. ron is nice enough to fuck you through your orgasm, letting you come down until your breathing regulates once more. "did you ask me to cum?" he asks with a devilish smirk, and your face falls as you realize... that means he's going to give you one more than he'd planned... and you didn't even know how many he had planned. "such a shame... you were almost done, baby" he mocks.

[inkymoon16]

Night In The Dungeons

Masterlist

Summary: Ron x Reader (slight smut)

Halloween is here at Hogwarts!! You and Ron attend an exclusive Slytherin Halloween party.

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Now that you and Ron were officially a couple, Halloween was one of the most important holidays to launch your relationship to everyone. To show one another off. As soon as October rolled around, you began to think of costumes that were both unique but recognizable. Naturally, he just wanted to dress as his favorite Quidditch player. But you shut that down fast. 

Slytherin was rumored to be throwing a massive party this year. Their parties were always legendary and impossible to get into. As much as you hated it, you had been becoming friends with Draco in your Defense Against the Dark Arts class in hopes of securing an invitation. You guys were friendly in class, but obviously never hung out outside of class. As Halloween rolled around, much to your delight, he brought up the party.

“Oh, Y/N, Slytherin’s hosting a party this Saturday for Halloween, you should come. You can bring a plus one too.”

You smiled in appreciation. “That sounds awesome, thank you Draco. I’ll bring my boyfriend, Ron.” You threw that last bit in just to make sure Draco knew you were strictly friends. You didn’t know if he knew you had a boyfriend or not. 

“Cool. See you there.” He said, indifferent. 

It was Monday and the anticipation of Saturday followed you all week. You had decided to go as vampires, which was generic enough for Ron, but allowed you to accessorize and make it unique. It was perfect. Saturday rolled around and you began to get ready early, as hair and makeup would take a while. 

Your hair was in a messy updo, and you had done minimal makeup. You had put dark cherry red lipstick on and fake blood leaving the side of your mouth. You had done a spell to enlarge your canine teeth to make them pointy like an authentic vampire. You had a black minidress on with black gloves and black heels. Ron had black slacks and a white button up shirt on, which he left partially unbuttoned. You had done the same fake blood makeup on him as well. You guys looked perfect. 

You could hear the Gryffindor party begin to start downstairs - the music and chatter floated its way up through the stairwell. The excitement grew in your stomach like a tree and branched out to your limbs, a shiver rolling down your spine. Halloween was your favorite holiday. The idea of being someone else, if even just for one night, was enthralling. Everyone was on their worst behavior and you couldn’t wait to see what happened this year.

Ron squeezed your waist and led you down the stairwell out into the common room. Gryffindor was throwing their own party and as much as you wanted to be with your friends, the exclusive Syltherin party was calling your name. You stopped in the common room to chat with all your friends and get some drinks in your system before you headed over to the dungeons. Hermione was in her Stevie Nicks costume, Harry in his pirate costume, and Fred and George as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum from Alice in Wonderland. Neville had dressed up as Dumbldore which was very creative. 

After a little while, you decided it was late enough to head to Slytherin. As you descended the castle, the cold wasn’t the only thing creating goosebumps over your skin. You had no idea what to anticipate, but you knew it would be good. Crabbe and Goyle were guarding the door, checking the guest list. You said your name and they waved you in, albeit giving Ron a side as he passed. 

He grabbed your waist tighter as you entered the illustrious Slytherin common room. You had attended one or two parties here, but had never seen in all its glory like this. The dark dungeon was lit by floating green orbs, that illuminated people’s faces only briefly in passing. The music was loud and seemed to pulse between the gaps of people. There was barely any furniture, magically moved for the night. It was amazing. Everyone’s costumes looked fantastic in the dim lighting. Even the air seemed to shimmer with anticipation.

You went to the punch first, filling up goblets of fire whiskey. The first sip sent electric sparks down your spine. Ron still had his arm around your waist. You chit chatted with a couple people near the drinks table while you waited to become more drunk. Ron suggested doing shots which you quickly downed. 

As you made your way to the dance floor, you passed Draco. He was dressed as Hugh Hefner with a girl as a Playboy bunny on his arm. You paused, thanking him for inviting you once again. The girl on his arm looked pissed that you were even looking in his direction, even though Ron was right next to you. You rolled your eyes once they left. 

“Let’s dance baby!” Ron said in your ear, leaning close to you so you could hear him. His cologne made your stomach flip. You grabbed him around the neck while he placed his arms around your waist. The music was easy to dance to and you found that Ron was a fantastic dance partner. 

His eyes were full of lust and his hands roamed everywhere around your body. The alcohol was starting to hit you now. Ron leant down and brushed his lips against yours, sending sparks below your stomach. You pressed your lips hard against him. He pulled you close so there was practically no room between your two bodies. 

After dancing and drinking for a while you both decided to go back to Gryffindor. His hands were getting restless and all you wanted was to take your costume off and consume him. You stumbled out of the Slytherin common room into the dungeon hallways. You walked back hand in hand. Before you got back to Gryffindor, Ron pulled you into a nook, pushing you up against the wall. He leant down and kissed you. He grabbed your breast, groaning into your mouth. 

Your tongues were doing a dance of their own. You didn’t even care who saw right now. He was hard against you. His hands were trailing up and down your waist and you felt very turned on. 

Somehow the two of you managed to get back into the common room and stumbled into his room. You quickly became a tangle of limbs and kisses.

[evermoreness]

Masterlist!

Marauders Era

James Potter

secret crush

wingman

Remus Lupin

back pocket

moonlight and mending » part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9

Regulus Black

study session

quidditch match

romantic dinner

meeting the family

secrets (x barty crouch jr. and reader)

Sirius Black

the bet

animagus

Barty Crouch Jr.

secrets (x regulus black and reader)

Wolfstar

full moon

polyjuice incident

Golden trio era

Ron Weasley

late morning scramble

Rules if you want to send your request

[tea-biscuits-books]

dirty little secret

draco malfoy x f!reader

🐍👁️☕️🌫️🧸

summary: you're done being draco's dirty little secret

word count : 846

song: bloody mary - ghost

his hands were held tightly around your wrist the rings digging into your skin like knives. 

“Blaise,” you whimpered, shaking your head as he ignored you and the ache in his heart. “Blaise please,” you sniffed. “It’s hurting me,” his gaze shifts and his vice-like grip softened slightly. “Shut up,” he grunts as he tugs you along. His eyes gave you no hint to his expression. The ghastly pink greets you as you lock eyes with Umbridge, whose thin lips turn up in an ugly smile. “Ms Y/L/N,” she tuts as one would to a child. “I thought you had better sense than to fool around, I even offered you a place on my squad.” You fought against your restraints, rage blinding your vision. “he’s back! I know it!” You hiss as metal cuts into your skin, a warning. Umbridge dismisses you with a sneer like look. It’s silent for a moment as she circles Harry, a predatory look on her face. “Where is he?” She yells, her wand thrust into his face. Harry blinks. “I don’t know!” He says exasperated. “Don’t lie to me boy,” she spits. You tremble, Umbridge opening her mouth before Neville is marched in. 

“I found him trying to help the Weasley Gi-“ Draco locks eyes with yours and his voice seems to stick in his throat. “what is she doing here?” He blurts out. Umbridge’s face turns into a sickly sweet smirk. “Ms Y/L/N was found helping with this rebellion,” she stalks towards you, hand whipping across your face with a loud smack. “Isn’t that right dear?” You swallow the tears burning to leave your eyes. “Yes,” you whisper. The remains of your flesh on your hand tingled as she spoke, memories of the words being ingrained again, and again into your hand. I must respect my elders. I must respect my elders. You look to Draco, before your gaze snaps away and down to the scar, tracing it absent mindedly at the memory.  His eyes pierce it, that night coming back to him too it seemed. You had stumbled back to the dungeons, blinded with pain. He had been sitting on the couch, wondering whatever was taking so long in your detention. “Y/N why are you so-“ the words fell off his tongue as he studied your pained expression and blood stained hand that dripped the crimson liquid onto the floor. “What’s wrong?” He pulls you into his arms, settling before the fire as you finally let the tears fall, sobbing into the warmth of his chest. It was nice to be with Draco at night. Where you weren’t each others secret, each other’s hurried kiss in hallways, or subtle  glances across the room. You were forgotten to the world. Because when the sun went down and the moon came up, you were just Y/N and Draco. Two unfortunate souls to find solace and love another. Two souls who could never be together. He had soothes you softly, placing soft kisses on your wrist and neck, so gentle, so meek that sometimes you questioned if he was still the same person. He summoned a bowl of murtlap essence, ushering you to put your hand in, and covering your mouth with his large ringed hands when you cried out in pain. “Shh, love.” He whispered in your ear. It was a rare night where you would sleep together, as he lifted your drowsy body into his dorm, settling in beside you. You woke up the next morning to an empty bed and a scribbled note. And to you, that was enough. You find the courage to lock eyes with him, betrayal lining your gaze. His stormy eyes were narrowed in frustration as he glared back accusingly. “Mr Malfoy, you are in charge while I’m gone.” Umbridge said, smiling at the boy in admiration as she skipped out behind Harry and Hermione. There room was silent for a second, until he trudged towards you. “Malfoy get away from her!” Ron yelled, fighting against Goyle who held him tighter as the redhead yelped in pain. “How could you?” He says softly, studying you. “I am doing the right thing!” “By sneaking around with Potter and Weasley?! Let me guess, they probably kissed you too, I bet you’ve been out being a slut and whoring around on their laps,” Draco sneered. You reel back slowly. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” He grit his teeth, grabbing your arm from Blaise. “What’s wrong with me?! WHATS WRONG WITH ME?! YOU-“ you stop. Draco had never yelled at you before. He had never hurt you before. At least not intentionally. And he had never ever questioned your loyalty. “Let go of me!” You yell, snatching your arm back. “Why are you questioning my loyalty?! I’ve been nothing but true and good to our relationship while every time you kissed Pansy or made some shitty mistake I forgave you!” Draco’s eyes widen as if you had slapped him, his face crumpling as he realised how hurt you really were. “Y/N/N, wait I didn’t-“ “we’re over.” You were done. Done with being his dirty little secret. Because at the end of the day? He would always come crawling back to you.

[mrsriddlenott]

Hiiii, my name is Lee and my requests are currently open for small blurbs, oneshots, and head canons. I kinda just write what I’m into in the moment but it is largely Harry Potter/Fanon HP, and I’m currently obsessed w/ OBX so there’s gonna be more of that too ❤️❤️

Also, fair warning I am dyslexic so some of my works do have misspelled words I never went back and fixed.

Last updated: 11/25/24

MASTERLIST MDNI

* Smut — Work In Progress

Outer Banks

JJ Maybank

Anxious

BET*

JB’s Little Sister*

Teach Me, Please* || Another Lesson?*

Rafe’s Girlfriend*

Prove It*

Oh, It’s You (Series Masterlist)

Rafe Cameron

Frayboy!Rafe Fluff

Scrooge

Manipulative*

Harry Potter

Mattheo Riddle

Caught (1*)(2)(3*)(4)(5)(6*)(7) (on pause)

Everyone Who Falls In Love

Patience (1*)(2*)(3*)(4*)

Flu-Shot

Needy*

It’s Okay To Love Them Both

Theodore Nott

First Time *

Comfort

Costume? That’s Barely Clothes.*

Enzo Berkshire

It’s Okay To Love Them Both

I Think I Need A Demonstration*

Harry Potter

Angry Harry *

Can I Help? *

Draco Malfoy

Mistakes

Ron Weasley

Breakn’ Promises

Marauders Era

Regulus Black

Rivalry: Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3 (on pause)

Remus Lupin

More Than Friends*

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Niklaus Mikaelson

His

[gyomeisfavoritetoy]

Heres Angst IG

The first time you touch him, he recoils. Not out of disgust, but as a natural response. The last person who touched him betrayed him. How would you be different?

It takes months from him to become comfortable enough to even let you hold his hand. He still cautious, but has realized how easily addictive your love is. Unlike the others, you love him. You want him and only him. His as a whole.

Severus Snape, Simon Riley, König, Ron Weasley, Draco Malphoy, Muzan Kibutsuji, Touya Todoroki, Shoto Todoroki.

[hxoyl]

guys i need help PLEASE 🙏🏻

im just getting into ao3 and i need to talk to someone to explain some things 😭😭 I absolutely LOVE fan fiction i had a huge wattpad phase , tumblr, and c.ai which i still use lol

So if anyone that knows how to use it please talk to me so i can figure it out !!

(English is not my first language might be the reason im struggling a bit)

[bilbysaurus]

What I write:

Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus:

Percy Jackson

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Nico Di Angelo

Will Solace

Annabeth Chase?

Piper Mclean?

Magnus Chase:

Magnus Chase

Alex Fierro

Samirah Al-Abbas?

Hearthstone

Blitzen

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle?

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus Lupin

What I will not write:

Smut

Polygamous Relationships

Incest (no.)

Abusive Relationships

What I will write:

Fluff

Platonic

Angst (i'll tryy)

What would they do if...

Headcanons

Yandere

that's it for now my love :)

[qtssvnwoo]

Sparks- Ron Weasley

A/n: Another song fic!!! I have so many things to write, I’m so excited. 

Word count: 971

Warnings: None, just fluff. 

Did I drive you away?

I know what you'll say

You say, "Oh, sing one you know"

Ron had always tried to impress you with playing you songs on his guitar that his father had gifted to him. You loved when he played for you, he didn’t sound the best when he was singing you had to admit, but when his fingers strung the strings on the guitar it made a beautiful symphony. 

You laid on his lap and you listened to him sweetly humming the tune to a song that you had liked. He stuttered over his own words and he messed up the notes to the song a lot. But you thought it was sweet he still tried. 

“What's another one of your favorite loves?” He asked you. You looked up at him and saw him looking down at you, his hand rubbing the top of your head as you thought to yourself. You smiled at him before you answered. 

“Play me Gently On My Mind” 

“Y/n, one that YOU like.” He put a hard emphasis on the ‘you’. You laughed and sat up, making sure to look him in the eyes.

“Play one you know.” 

And as Ron picked the guitar strings to the old song and sang you felt at home, and you felt yourself slowly closing your eyes, feeling the vibration in Rons chest as a tune soothing you to sleep. 

But I promise you this

I'll always look out for you

Yeah, that's what I'll do

“Come on Y/n. Let's go.” 

You frowned at the sudden sternness of your boyfriend, but you complained and took the hand that he was holding out for you. As you walked down the corridors, you felt yourself wobbling, trying hard to keep your balance. Your incoherent words and giggles to yourself made Ron even more considered, just how much did you drink?

Ron sighed as he stopped you from walking any further, without saying a word, he got in front of you with his back facing you, and got done on one knee. You knew he was offering you a piggyback ride, so how could you refuse such an offer? 

You giggled and climbed onto his back, resting your chin on his shoulder. You ran your hands up and down his muscular arms and giggled to yourself. 

“What's so funny?” 

“You have nice muscles Ronnie.” Ron laughed to himself, standing up and pulling you up higher on his back as he continued down the halls.

You smiled to yourself, Ron would always take care of you and you never felt more loved than when he would do little things like this for you.

My heart is yours

It's you that I hold onto

Yeah, that's what I do

And I know I was wrong

But I won't let you down

Ron rushed to your room. His breath was heavy and his mind racing, he knew what he did was wrong and he felt horrible about it. He had promised you that he would be there for you, he promised you that he would be at your date by a certain time and he had totally missed it, just so he could get butterbeer with Harry and his brothers after quidditch practice. 

He saw you sitting at the cafe, your head hung low and your smile long gone, and the look in your eyes made him suck in a breath. He saw how sad and hurt you were over him skipping out on your date and he mentally yelled at himself for making you wonder why he would even do that. 

You sat at the table, finishing up the tea that you were drinking and watching as the snowflakes fell from the sky. You felt, hurt, and disappointed. Ron had promised you that he would be there this time (after your lack of dates for the last couple of weeks), and he just never showed up. 

You went to stand up, but you felt a pair of hands wrap around your eyes and you sighed as you realized who it was. 

“Ron, I'm not in the mood.” Ron didn’t remove his hands, and you felt yourself growing more and more irritated. 

“Ron seriously?” You pushed his hands away from your face and spun around to look him in the eye. You were about to continue yelling at him, but you saw the hand-picked baby’s breath in his hand, and the small box he was holding and you immediately shut up. 

“Ron what is that?” 

“I’m sorry I missed out on our date, again. And I know that you are probably so mad at me right now, and I know how wrong this was of me but I got you these.” He handed you the flowers which you gladly took, and then he opened the box.

You gasped as you saw what was hiding between the velvet layers of the box. Two rings, one having the shape of the moon engraved in the shiny iron, and the other having the sun engraved. You picked up the sun ring and spun it around, as you saw the words written inside you smiled to yourself as you walked towards Ron and put a loving kiss on his lips.

“You’re forgiven. But if you do this again you won’t be.” 

Ron laughed to himself as he slid the sun ring on your ring finger. 

“Never again my love.” 

He put the moon ring on his ring finger and he reached for your hand. He held it and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles. You laughed as you two walked off, hand in hand, your rings shining in the last bit of sun left in the pink and orange sky, as the words “I found you, you saved me.” shined the brightest.

[xoxizzy]

requesting guildlines

pssst! here's a small letter for you. ✉ I'm a pretty new writer, especially with the tumblr app and all (I sound like such an old person lmao), so im not writing for a lot of characters; I'm only writing for characters that I feel confident writing for if that makes any sense.

✧.* characters I will write for

﹫ marauders era

. james potter

. sirius black

. remus lupin

. peter pettigrew

. lily evans

. pandora lovegood

. regulus black

﹫ golden era

. harry potter

. ron weasley

. hermione granger

. cedric diggory

. luna lovegood

. neville longbottom

. ginny weasly

i'm also happy to do poly relationships, just specify who you want and everything!

✧.* please include

. gender of reader (it'll be fem if not stated)

. not necessarily a detailed request, but also not a highly vague one

✧.* types & genres

﹫ types of writing i will do

. oneshots

. blurb

. headcanons

if i didn't list something you would like to see, please write me and ill see what i can do!

﹫ genres of writing ill do

. fluff

. hurt & comfort

. angst

again, feel free to message me if i missed anything, these are simply the types of writing i'm most familiar with.

✧.* disclaimers

. i will not write anything nsfw as i am not comfortable writing that type of topic

. please be patient with your request: i have a life outside of writing and sadly, i need to pay attention to real life things and not just focus on writing

. the characters might not be exactly how they are in the books n' movies, thought i would mention this as a small disclaimer!!

[beansmack2021]

Harry Potter Prompt Fanfic Masterlist

More will be added in the near future

Marauders Era:

Prompt 18

Summary:

The reader grows frustrated with her friends' odd behavior and decides to investigate. She learns the real reason behind their strange conduct the hard way.

Prompt 19

Summary:

The reader, fully aware of the Marauders monthly endeavors, enjoys a few hours of chatting with Sirius before The Prank takes place. She learns the truth of what happens and snaps at Sirius the next day.

Golden Era:

Prompt 4

Summary:

The reader has strict parents who don't accept less than excellence. When Snape announces a Potions exam toward the end of the week, the already very studious girl starts to stay up cramming instead of sleeping.

Prompt 10

Summary:

The reader is forced to face the Boggart in her Defense Against the Dark Arts class. However, she's not allowed to cast the Riddikulus charm to defeat it.

Prompt 14

Summary:

Mattheo and the reader are in a relationship while Umbridge is Headmistress of Hogwarts. She catches the reader as she's reading a note Mattheo passed, and gives her detention.

[ameliora-j]

‧₊˚ piercer!ron weasley x reader ‧₊˚

so anyway this has been on my mind since i got my nipples pierced specifically bc of the way i was moaning like a lil bitch in the piercer’s chair 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

content → piercer!ron, needles, nipple play, voyeurism, slight pain kink, praise, nipple piercings, blood mention, lightheadedness, 18+ BLOG MDNI

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡

you’re anxious as you walk into the shop, but you know you have to do this. it’s been years upon years since you’ve wanted this specific piercing—ever since you turned eighteen to be exact. you called on one of your breaks at work, asking if the tattoo shop did nipple piercings.

the kind lady connected you with the shop’s piercer—who to your surprise was a man with an english accent. after telling you the price, he asks specifically for cash. when you see the exact cash amount in your wallet, you figure it’s a sign. anytime that you plan in advance for any kind of piercing or tattoo, you lose the confidence of going nearly the day of—so it’s now or never.

when you walk in, a girl with bright pink hair looks around to see if anyone was available for a walk in. most of them were half asleep, and you feel bad for waking them up from their naps—but they don’t seem to mind. you’re surprised that they aren’t busy on a saturday evening, but a brunette man with round glasses stands and stumbled to the desk, ready to ask what tattoo you have in mind.

“um… hi… i called earlier um a-about… about nipple piercings” you stammer shyly, unable to hide the blush growing on your cheeks.

he wasn’t overly muscular or large, his small amount of tummy pudge peeking out as he stretched his arms high above his head, revealing more ink lining his torso.

“oh!” the man nods as he turns around and walks towards the back. “ron! piercing” you hear a soft grumble and a deep sigh—not of annoyance, but from just waking up. a tall redheaded man with broad shoulders appears. he has sleeves of tattoos lining his arms and some small tattoos on his hands. there was a small stud piercing beneath his eye, a few tattoos on his face as well.

you feel as though your breath is knocked out of your chest as he smiles at you, a small whine leaving his lips as he finishes his deep stretch. “sorry, i just woke up” he chuckles.

“oh no, don’t worry… i’m surprised you guys aren’t more busy tonight” you say, and he nods in agreement as he grabs the papers.

“i know, i was thinking the same thing” he chuckles, grabbing a pen. “i just need you to initial and sign this paper and then i need your id” he tells you, handing the paper and pen over to him. you nod softly and do as he says, passing over your id and scanning over the paper, initialing each line.

it isn’t long before you’re done and he comes back up to the front, leading you to his small section of the tattoo shop. “go ahead and sit right there” he nods, pointing to the tattoo chair as he looks over his tool tray and all that he has. you sit down in the chair, making yourself comfortable as you take your bag off and adjust yourself.

you learn quickly that ron isn’t much of a talker, but thankfully neither are you. he already has his tray set up, asking you a few quick questions as he moves everything over towards you. “so… obviously i don’t have a privacy curtain, i’m sorry about that” he blushes a bit as he finishes washing his hands. “If you just… bare with me a bit” he chuckles nervously.

he looks around his small station, noting that it’s basically out in the open. he’s a sweet man, you learn quickly, so you smile at him. “that’s alright” you reassure him. you wiggle a bit in the seat, still slightly anxious. “i’ll be fine” you nod, more so assuring yourself than him this time.

“go ‘head and take off your shirt, and then if you can just pull down your bra for me” he nods, turning around towards his desk and getting a little care package ready for when you go—wanting to give you at least some semblance of privacy while undressing.

when he turns back around, his cheeks tint pink as he looks first at your boobs then up at you. “you can just turn and face this way” he nods as he rolls over in the small circle chair. you do as he says and face him just as he turns to his tool tray. though he doesn’t have a privacy curtain, he uses his large body and broad shoulders to cover your breasts from the other piercers and the large windows—there were no other patrons in the shop besides you, so this made you feel incredibly at ease. “have you had your nipples pierced before?” he asks.

“no, never” you shake your head. he notices the tremor in your voice and gives you a little reassuring smile. he can tell you’re anxious, and he’s doing everything he can to ease your nerves. “i just have one rule for all my tattoo artists, piercers, nurses… anyone that comes near my body with a needle” you ramble a bit as you list the different occupations.

he chuckles a bit as he nods, grabbing an alcohol wipe to clean your nipples. “what is it?” he hums.

“don’t count.” you say seriously. “i don’t want 1, 2, 3 or 3, 2, 1… if you count i’ll tell you to stop and just go home” you tell him. ron laughs a bit harder, his orange curls bobbing as he nods in understanding.

“alright, i can do that” he nods. “i’m just gonna clean them, and then i’ll mark them and show you, and after that i’ll do the piercing” he informs you, and you’re nodding along with each thing he says. once you’ve gotten the nitty-gritty out of the way, you keep your head down, watching his arms and his body as he works. “do you have a preference of which one you want me to do first?” he asks.

“no” you shake your head. “just go for it” you giggle a bit, and he smiles at you. ron takes a gloved hand, starting with your left tit and gently pinching your nipple between his fingers. he flicks it a few times, his brows pinching together in focus as he plays with your nipple in order to get it hard. you don’t even notice ron has the needle in his hand until you feel it piercing through the sensitive skin.

you suck in air through your teeth, squeezing your hands into fists as you try, but fail, to bite back a whine. “breathe… breathe, it’s okay” ron whispers softly, inching a bit closer to you. “you can squeeze my shoulder if you need to… you won’t mess me up” he says softly. his movements are slow and deliberate, taking time to not mess up your piercing as he pushes the needle through to the other side.

a moan of pain tumbles past your lips once more as you squeeze his shoulder and grit your teeth. “owowowow” you whine, trying your hardest not to squirm or cringe away in pain.

“i know, i’m sorry” he murmurs softly. “you’re doing so good, we’re almost there” he whispers. just as he says that, you feel the needle poke through the other side, and you let out a sigh of relief. your relief is short lived as he pushes the jewelry through the new hole he just made in your body and another high pitched moan tumbles past your lips. “there we go…” he says softly, gently rubbing your side. “i just have to screw this in and then i’ll move on to the other side” he tells you as he grabs the ball end of the jewelry.

the second one is nowhere near as painful as the first—going in much easier as well. however, it still has you making those pretty little sounds on that are making ron’s cock harden as he wonders what other sounds he can pull from you. “that’s it” he praises gently, nearly having to physically restrain himself from placing a kiss to your delicate skin. “you did so good” he hums, beginning to clean the spilling blood.

“thank you” you smile at him as he finishes up, letting you know you can redress and beginning to clean his station. as you pull your bra back up and grab for your shirt, the room begins to spin. you squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath, a small smile gracing your lips as you become slightly loopy. “um… can i lay down for a minute?” you giggle softly.

“yeah of course!” he smiles as he turns to look at you. “are you lightheaded?” he asks, walking over to his mini fridge. when you only hum and nod in response, he hands you a capri sun and a pack of scooby-doo fruit snacks. “here… sugar will help” he tells you. he sits in his chair as you pop open the capri sun, now done cleaning. “eat the fruit snacks. all that sugar will help.” he tells you softly when he notices you only drinking the juice.

you nod lazily, squinting your eyes open as you make a small rip in the package. “yanno usually i’m paid to see my tits, not the other way around… and you didn’t even compliment them” you sigh, your head still spinning a bit as you smile lazily. you bite back a giggle when you imagine the blush that you definitely know is coating his cheeks.

his only response is a chuckle, and you think that’s the end of it until you’re checking out and paying him—now ready to actually stand straight and be able to drive your car. as you hand him the money, he gives you a care package, a cute sticker, aftercare instructions, ointment and alcohol wipes, a lollipop, and a blank card with his name and number. “text me a picture when you have the gauze off so i can make sure they look alright… maybe then i’ll compliment them” he winks slyly.

suddenly, you’re the one blushing as you walk out to your car.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡

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[stanzo75]

my eyes literally roll to the back of my skull when I see an X oc fic, ESPECIALLY when they're the only fics written for a character (please, where are the Morris talliver or toxic!Ron Weasley fics that ARENT about Erin or olive or whoevers fuckass oc)

[evermoreness]

please write about ron weasley and reader waking up late to class and they got dressed so quickly that they mismatched their ties !!!

— I absolutely adored this prompt! Hope you like it.

late morning scramble | ron weasley

pairing: ron weasley x ravenclaw!reader

summary: you and your boyfriend are late to potions class, now you have to face Snape's interrogations.

obs: feel free to send any requests!

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You groaned as sunlight streamed through the window, stirring you awake. Ron's arms around your waist, your head in his chest. Last night, you sneaked out from the ravenclaw tower to the boys dorm in the gryffindor tower. You and Ron stayed up till late, chatting and making out til you were tired enough to go to sleep. Then, you blinked, the realization hit you like a Bludger when you spotted the clock on the wall.

“Ron!” you hissed, shaking him violently. “Wake up! We’re late!”

Ron groaned, turning over. “Mmm…just five more minutes, love.”

You yanked the covers off him. “Five minutes? We’re already five minutes into Potions!”

Ron bolted upright, wide-eyed. “Bloody hell!”

You scrambled out of bed, tripping over shoes and robes in your haste. You grabbed your Ravenclaw tie while Ron reached for his Gryffindor one. In your panic, neither realized you’d swapped.

“Come on, Ron, we're gonna get a detention if we’re any later!” You said, yanking him out the door.

You finally burst out of the Gryffindor common room, running full tilt toward the dungeons. Bursting into the dungeon classroom, you and Ron skidded to a halt, both red-faced and breathless. The class turned to look at you, and Snape’s icy glare froze them in place.

“Sorry, we’re late!” you panted, dragging Ron to your usual seats at the back of the room.

Snape, standing at the front with his trademark scowl, raised an eyebrow. His dark eyes scanned both of you, lingering on your ties.

“Miss y/l/n,” Snape said suddenly, his tone sharp. “Do you realize you’re wearing a Gryffindor tie today?”

You froze, your hand flying to your chest. Sure enough, the red and gold tie stood out against your Ravenclaw robes.

“And Mr. Weasley,” Snape continued, his lip curling, “it seems you’ve taken a liking to blue and bronze.”

The class erupted into muffled laughter. You shot a glare at Seamus, who was trying unsuccessfully to stifle his snickers.

“Well, Professor,” You began, forcing a smile. “You see, there was a bit of a mix-up this morning. I—I spilled tea on my tie, and Ron here graciously lent me one of his.”

“Oh really?” Snape’s eyebrows lifted in mock curiosity. “And what, pray tell, happened to Mr. Weasley’s tie?”

“Er… I lost it?” Ron offered weakly.

Snape’s gaze flicked between you, his expression unreadable. “Interesting. And why, might I ask, do you both look like you’ve been chased by a herd of rampaging Hippogriffs?”

The way Snape said it made Ron hold back a laughter, you nudged him with your elbow, making him do a dramatic face of pain.

You were quick to answer. “We, um, tripped on the way here. Didn’t we, Ron?”

Ron nodded. “Yeah! Fell right over Peeves’ stupid tripwire.”

Snape cut them off. “Did you perhaps sleep through your alarms? Together?”

The class went silent. Your cheeks burned, and you could feel Ron fidgeting beside you, doing his best innocent face.

“Absolutely not, Professor!” You said, your voice a little too high. “We were… uh… studying late last night! Lost track of time! Separate study sessions, of course.”

“Studying?” Snape repeated, his tone dripping with disbelief. “Tell me, Miss y/l/n, do you often tutor your boyfriend late into the night in such a state?”

The snickering grew louder. Ron flushed a deep red. “It’s not like that!” he blurted out.

Snape’s eyes narrowed. “Not like what, Mr. Weasley? Are you suggesting that you and Miss y/l/n were not, in fact, sleeping together?”

The class collectively gasped. You spluttered, your face heating. “Of course not! That’s ridiculous! We were—”

“Coincidence!” Ron interjected loudly, his voice cracking. “It’s all just a big coincidence!”

The class erupted into laughter.

“Ten points from Gryffindor,” Snape said, “and ten from Ravenclaw. For your tardiness, and your insult to my intelligence.”

Ron slumped in his seat. “Brilliant,” he muttered under his breath.

You shot him a look, your lips twitching in amusement despite yourself.

"At least we didn't get detention" You whispered to him as you both started working together putting the ingredients into the cauldron.

"Next time we check each other's ties." Ron whispered back, a serious look in his face as he was thinking of solutions.

"Next time?" You said, a little smile on your lips. You and Ron had been sneaking out to see each other since way before you dated. Before, it was just to chat and play chess, and now was just to make out in his dorm room without any of the other boys noticing.

"What? You don't want a next time?" Ron looked at you confused, his brows furrowed, making you let out a small laugh.

Before you could answer, Snape glared at you both. He was looking like he wanted to kill both of you.

"If any of you," Snape started, getting closer to you and Ron, pointing at you with his wand "Speak one more time in my class without permission, you will spend the night together, not in a dorm room, but in detention"

Ron and you exchanged looks, nodding.

After the class, the gossip about the incident spread faster than the Hogwarts Express. By lunchtime, the entire school seemed to know about Thaís and Ron’s mix-up.

Fred and George appeared out of nowhere, their faces alight with mischief.

“Well, well,” Fred said, draping an arm around Ron. “What’s this we hear about our dear brother sneaking into the Ravenclaw tower?”

“Or was it y/n sneaking into Gryffindor?” George added, winking.

“Cut it out,” Ron grumbled, his ears turning bright red.

“Oh, don’t be shy, little Ronniekins,” Fred teased. “We’re just proud of you! Bagging one of the prettiest witches of fifth year and all”

Ron groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Can you not talk like this about my girlfriend?”

“Actually, no” Fred said, smirking. “Must be nice to have a Ravenclaw girlfriend willing to sneak into the Gryffindor tower for late-night chats.”

“Chats,” George repeated, making air quotes.

You crossed your arms, glaring at the twins. “For the record, it was innocent.”

"Innocent as you both taking off your clothes?" George said, a smirk in his face. Ron choked on air, and you tried to not die from embarrassment.

“Innocent enough to get Snape all riled up,” Fred quipped.

You groaned, running a hand through your hair. “I’m doomed.”

“Doomed? No, no, no,” Fred said, clapping a hand on your shoulder. “You’re legends. This story will live on forever.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress your grin. “Well, if I’m going down in history, at least I’ve got good company.”

Ron smirked, pulling you closer to him, his arm going around your waist. "And I would do it again"

Fred pretended to gag. “Ugh, disgusting.”

George did a disgusted face. “Absolutely revolting.”

As the twins sauntered off, Ron turned to you, his face still a bit red. “Remind me to hex them later.”

But as you walked to their next class, you couldn’t help but laugh. Even with all the teasing and gossip, you knew you wouldn’t trade your chaotic life with Ron for anything.

[harry-pooder]

Mean Girls x Harry Potter Home Page!!

1. Housekeeping (plz read)

2. A Cautinary Tale

3. It Roars

4. Where Do You Belong?

5. Meet The Plastics

6. Stupid With Love

7. Apex Predator

8. What Is Wrong With Me?

9. Stupid With Love (Reprise)

10. Sexy

11. Someone Gets Hurt

12. Revenge Party

13. Fearless

14. Stop

15. What Is Wrong With Me? (Reprise)

16. Who's House Is This?

17. More Is Better

18. Someone Gets Hurt (Reprise)

19. World Burn

20. I'd Rather Be Me

21. Do This Thing

22. I See Stars

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Cast List!!

Cady Heron: Hermione Granger

Regina George: Arabella Fluxford (oc)

Ms. Norbury: Minerva McGonagall

Mrs. George: Armanda Fluxford (oc)

Kevin Gnapoor: Ron Weasley

Mr. Duvall: Albus Dumbledore

Gretchen Wieners: Pansy Parkison

Janis Sarkisian: Ginny Weasley

Aaron Samules: Harry Potter

Damian Hubbard: Neville Longbottom

Karen Smith: Septima Belby (oc)