#stop ron stop 😩

[jillyb2004]

Happy Birthday to my cousin @sociopath-timelord-hunter-wizard

Go support her if you can please and thank you🙏😊

Based on this FanArt made by Dana Terrace from the r/harrypotter subreddit

Also here’s her cat Luna and her sister Kayla’s graduation ceremony 👩‍🎓

[nyaruelle-art]

I can't stop quoting that one chess scene from harry potter, it's getting out of hand...

[pogueswrld]

How about requesting for Harry, you and Harry are seeing each other but keeping it on the low and between free periods you pull him to make out and dry hump each other until he come in his pants

*•.¸♡ shadow kisses ♡¸.•*

pairing: harry james potter x fem!reader

summary: EVERYONE’S OF AGE!! harry doesn’t know how to act when he wakes up desperate for his girlfriend’s touch, and yet he has to spend the entire day without her by his side. By the end of it, he’s almost ready to lose his mind for a kiss, thankfully she’s got other plans ;)

warnings: (everyone’s 18 here) hot harry 😩 this is gonna be nsfw so; make-out sesh, built-up sexual tension, vulgar language (?), dry humping, semi-public.

note: LEGIT LOSING MY MIND. GOING FERAL SO BAD RIGHT NOW. ANON ILYSM TJSHSJSJHDHD

Dating the Chosen One definitely has its downsides, especially when no one knows, but it also had its perks.

Like sneaking into dark rooms with greedy hands and short breathes, or side glances from across rooms and tables.

It was exhilarating, truly, and it seemed like neither one of the teenagers was able to get quite enough of the other, because at the end of each day, they’d find each other in the common room with bouncing legs and fidgeting hands, waiting painfully for it to empty so they can be in each other’s arms again.

Today was the same, except Harry had awoken with the desperate need of Y/N’s touch, the realization made him let out a groan of embarrassment, and he continued to regret it after Ron and Seamus started making fun of him for it. He chucked a pillow at their heads while using another one to press against his crouch. 

He was embarrassed and had to shower in freezing cold water to calm down, but his minimal effort went down the drain when the boys went down to breakfast and his first sight was her, in her knee-long skirt brushing up her thigh, and her tie squeezing around her neck. Immediately, his face went up in flames as his mind wandered to the previous night, when he had her on her knees before the fireplace in the common room, the way her eyes glistened as she looked up at him with adoration. Suddenly the room was on fire and his shirt was suffocating and his tie was choking him.

He cleared his throat as he took his place beside Ron and Hermione, adjusting his pants as he tried to sit down comfortably. His mistake was looking up in her direction, only to find her already staring up at him with glowing eyes and a spoon buried in her mouth. She looked like the absolute embodiment of mischief, and he almost whined at the hungry look in her eyes.

He couldn’t stop her on the way to class for a quick hug or even a kiss because they didn’t share the first three classes together, and Harry cursed his luck. He couldn’t believe he’d have to spend four hours without her near, and the longer he spends away from her the more painful sitting still got. The slightest move caused friction and he has to physically hold himself back from whimpering. He’s only grateful for the robe draped across his shoulders, without it he would’ve been long caught.

By the fifth hour, Harry could almost cry just from the sight of her, and when he takes a quick sweep around the hall to make sure there was no one to spot him dragging her away, he turns back to her, his fingers wrap around her wrist, and tugs her into a dimmed hallway.

Immediately, Y/N grabs his face with her free hand and smashes her lips against his. Harry, for the first time that day, let out a high-pitched whine at the warmth of her lips against his cold ones. He let go of her wrist and grabbed her waist instead, tugging her as close as he can get her, desperate for anything from her.

“Please,” he whines against her mouth, and it sends electric shots down her body and straight to her core. “I need you, darlin’ please.”

She whines, and her hands go from cupping his face to tugging off his robe. Harry helps her let go of it, but he’s more focused on her and her body than taking off his clothes, so he pulls at her tie until it comes loose, then quickly makes his way down her button-up shirt, all while groaning and whining when she grinds herself against him. He tugs her shirt out from under her skirt before pushing it apart, exposing her bra-covered chest, he whines again before pressing a soft kiss against her lips, then making his way down her neck.

Y/N melts, she arches her back when he gets to her chest and grips his forearms when his teeth graze the bra’s fabric before tugging it down, and she moans when his hot breath meets her nipples.

Her hips continue their desperate crusade of grinding against him, and she can feel him through his trouser. She’s almost tempted to reach down and squeeze him, just to tease him, but he pushes her against the wall while scattering love bites across her chest.

She’s heaving as she soaks through her panties, and her gasps turn into moans with his name. Harry’s eyes squeeze shut, and he lets out another whine of her name, “Do you have any idea what I’ve been thinking about all morning?” he mumbles as he grinds up against her core, and a moan escapes him at the momentary relief he receives. Y/N huffs a sigh when both of his hands tighten around her hips, pulling her closer to him as he continued to brush himself against her. “I think I have a pretty clear idea.” she gasps.

Harry shakes his head as he buries it in the nook of her neck, “You,” he says, “I’ve been thinking about you. Touching me, kissing me, holding me,” he gasps when she arches her back, pushing herself against him, “I’ve thought about you on your knees, like last night, sucking me off.” his voice was hoarse and low, his eyes were closed and Y/N remembered the marvelous sight of him from the night before, completely coming apart at her hands, shaking and whining her name. She moans.

“I thought about you pushing me down on that couch, I thought about you getting on top of me and using me for your own pleasure,” the thought, the image, passed his mind once again, and he didn’t hold back the moan that bubbled up his throat. His hold on her tightened, “I need you,” he gasps, “I need you so bad.”

They were humping each other now, the pieces of fabric were the only borders separating them from one another, and Y/N was getting desperate for his touch all over, she wanted him all over. “Harry please, touch me,” she whines, and his knees almost buckle.

He pulls her off the wall and she wraps her legs around him, he turns them around and slides down the wall, allowing her to have full control over the pace of their grinding. She gasps when she pushes herself down on him, and he leans back on one arm while the other holds her hips tightly. He dares a glance down to where she’s desperately moving on him and Harry lets out another whine when he notices a darkening patch on her panties slowly marking up his dark trousers.

He doesn’t know how much longer he can hold it, and from the way she’s marking up his neck with soft kisses and gasps of his name, he’s certain it won’t be much longer. When she reaches down between them and presses her hand against the bulge of his pants, that’s when he snaps. Both of his hands shoot up to her forearms and hold her tight, pausing her actions as he uncontrollably jerks upwards, his movement repeatedly bumps into her clothed clit and she throws her head back at how good it feels.

He stills after a minute and buries his face in her chest in embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, his chest heaving, and it takes Y/N a minute before she’s giggling in realization. She cups his jaw and slowly pushes his face off of her chest, his ears and cheeks going a bright shade of pink, “Harry Potter, did you cum in your trouser?”

Harry groans in embarrassment and hides his face in her hands, the heat transmits to her hands and she’s laughing. “Don’t laugh at me!” he whines, and she continues, “I’m sorry, I can’t help myself! You’re adorable when you’re shy, Potter.”

He rolls his eyes and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug, “I’ll make it up to you, I promise love.”

[cardierreh15]

The Guy Next Door

And we are BACK— with a new chapter of The Guy Next Door! I hope you guys enjoy. It’ll be quite the interesting one.

**I do not give anyone permission to copy or repost my work!!

Warnings 18+: Cursing , Motivated Violence (Idunno lmao) Fluff ! 💕 Ron being a good baby daddy! 😩🤰🏾

Description: Netty meet’s Ronan’s best friend, Harry for the first time.

Pairings: Henry Cavill (Ronan-POV) x Black!plus size Female (Amunet)

Special Appearances: Thomas Doherty (Harry)

Word Count:

Chapter 8: Birds of a feather …

‘Are you ready?’ His deep, soothing voice brought her out of her blank daydream. It had been 4 weeks since their break up and this was the first time she saw him in person. He would call every day while he was on lunch, and at night before he went to bed. She had made it evident that she didn’t want him near unless she was ready.

Today, she was more than ready.

She blinked her honey brown eyes and looked over at him as his large fist clutched the steering wheel.

It was safe to say she missed him. FaceTime calls never did Justice when she wanted to be able to touch and smell him. It ached her core to force him away, but he had to know she was serious.

‘I am.’ Netty gave him a gentle smile and let out a gentle sigh as he backed out of the driveway.

Ronan looked over at her for a moment and returned the heart warming smile. There was so much he wanted to say to her… so much he wanted to do.

Being in her presence made his entire world gleam, and his soul glow with sheer joy. He didn’t know if it was the pregnancy rubbing off of him that made him so emotional. But he’d already stopped killing because he wanted to be better for her and the baby. He was in love with her.

***

The couple had just walked into Target. Ronan was stuffing his wet umbrella in a umbrella bag when she skirted off towards the bright red buggies. His eyebrows tugged into one.

A gleam of a smile spread across Netty’s face.

‘Netty? I thought we were getting only a few things. Why not use a little basket?’ He said with a gentle smirk curling on his lips, gently shoving her hands off of the handle.

‘Well,’ she looked up at him, ‘I lied.’

‘Hmph.’ He scoffed.

‘Now, let’s go look at the baby section!’ She squeaked, wrapping her small hands around his firm bicep and gave him a gentle tug.

Ronan let out a soft chuckle, ‘oh man. What did I get myself into?’ He mumbled to himself as he began to follow her towards the baby section of the store.

Netty gasped at the sight of the tiny 3-piece set and damn near snatched the whole rack down. ‘Ronnie! Wook at it!’ She looked up from the adorable and tiny outfit.

Ronan chuckled, ‘Aw! That is so cute!’ He carefully took the clothes into his large hands. He felt like a giant! As if he tugged this thing a certain way, he’d rip it apart. It was in that moment that it really set in for him.

‘Wow… it’s… it’s so… tiny.’

His thumb and index finger gently caressed the cotton, his head falling to the side in admiration.

Then he looked up at her.

A sweet smile curled on his lips.

‘I’m really gonna be a dad!’ He scoffed as he looked back down at the onesies.

She walked around the cart and linked her arm in with his before she looked up at him. ‘You are.’

Ronan looked down at Netty with a small smirk before speaking, ‘Hey Netty, I—‘

‘Ron?’

Amunet looked back to see a tall male standing behind them with a box of diapers beneath one arm and a small basket packed with baby pacifiers and bottles.

Ronan recognized that voice anywhere! He swiftly turned around to see Harry standing before the both of them. ‘Hey! What are you doing out here?’ He asked in a slightly confused manner.

Harry stayed on the opposite side of town. And he hated to ride around in his pretty little Audi in Florida traffic. He kept it as local as possible.

‘Oh! Nothing just doin’ a lil’ shoppin’. I heard you guys were having a baby and I decided to come get somethings.’

Ronan’s face turned up in confusion. Eyebrows knitting into one, lips curling in a confused grimace. Something wasn’t right.

He never told Harry that Amunet was pregnant.

‘Oh! That’s so nice of you! Thank you!’ Netty grinned happily.

‘Of course! Anytime! Oh, I’m … Harry—‘ he placed the box on the floor, ‘by the way.’ He reached out for an handshake.

Ronan’s deep blue orbs, glanced down at his hand before they flickered back to his face.

‘I’m Amunet. You can call me Netty though.’ She said with a smile, placing her hand in his and gave him a firm shake.

‘Netty. It’s such a pleasure. Ronan’s told me all about you. His tales aren’t sufficient— you are stunning!’ He complimented.

Ronan never took his eyes off of him. He was impatient and suspicious.

‘Awww, that’s—‘

‘Harry? A word please?’ The glare he held on Harry’s face was … unusual.

Harry and Amunet looked from one another towards Ronan.

‘Ron?’ Netty said in a bit of concern, ‘Are you OK?’

He looked down at Netty and gave her a smile in reassurance, ‘I’m fine. Hey, take some time to look at something’s for the baby. I just remembered I had to talk to Harry about something.’

‘Are you sure?’ She asked in worry.

‘I’m sure.’

Harry’s eyebrows tugged into one in his own confusion. ‘Whatever you have to say, I’m sure you can say it in front of Netty.’ He raised a brow, the confused look instantly being replaced with a sinister glare.

‘No…’ Ronan bit back, ‘It is work related.’

Harry chewed the inside of his cheek before glancing at Netty, ‘Duty calls I suppose.’ He chuckled before shrugging and scooping up the box of diapers. ‘It was a pleasure to meet you, Netty. I’ll see you soon.’ Then he gave her a friendly smile.

‘As it was you, Harry! Take care!’ She said somewhat confused but masked it with a clueless chuckle.

Ronan walked past him in a hurry and Harry rolled his eyes following him. Once he’d noticed Ron was walking out the door, he placed the basket and the box of diapers down before taking a mental note of where he left it.

Ronan paced back and forward in front of his car with his hands on his hips.

‘OK Mr. Moody pants. What’d I do now?’ Harry’s voice had a bit of humor in it.

‘How’d you know Netty was pregnant? What are you doing on this side of town?’

Harry made a face, raising a brow in confusion. ‘You don’t recall? You told me this a few days ago!’

The puzzled male shook his head as he turned around to look at his friend. ‘I didn’t. I’m careful with these kinds of things. Netty is still in the first trimester so why do you feel like I would’ve told you and not even my own parents?’

Harry chuckled and rolled his eyes, ‘Look, you are seriously buggin’ from the lack of sleep you’re getting.’

Ronan grit his teeth together so hard, he could’vshattered them, ‘Answer the question! How did you find out?!’

Harry looked at his friend before an unexpected, sudden laugh fell from his lips, ‘Haven’t you learned? I find out— everything.’ He looked away before sighing, ‘Besides, you’re not spending time with me anymore and it’s becoming a bit lonely, Ronniieeee.’

He pressed his lips together, swallowing his spit as he glanced at the random people that walked on by; giving them a fake friendly smile. Ronan then leaned in, ‘I told you I’m done with that shit. Look, I’m trying with Amunet. I’m in love with her!’

‘In love?!’ Harry questioned raising his brow before another sinister laugh left his chest. It caused Ronan to jump slightly.

‘In love?! You only met her 9 months ago! She’s a fucking distraction and she’s getting in the way of our playtime!’ Harry argued, poking Ron in his firm chest.

‘Harry, you’ve completely lost it and you need to seek immediate help.’

‘Oh well if it isn’t the pot calling the kettle black! Since when did you become fucking Dr. Phil?!Look, Netty is real pretty… real fine. I just would hate for something to happen to her.’ He said nonchalantly with a shrug.

Ronan picked his head up to look at Harry. Oh he was angry. He snatched him up by his shirt and shoved him against his car. ‘Is that a threat?!’ He gritted his teeth once more.

‘Oh no my dear friend… that—‘ Harry shoved Ronan off of him, ‘Is in fact a promise.’

Ronan’s eyebrows tugged into one. He was livid but he just took a deep breath, ‘Fine…. What is it that you want.’ He said in a hiss.

‘I want you to meet me at my place tonight. I have a arts and crafts idea of y’all’s “Head” of Neighborhood Watch. Be there at 9. Don’t be late. Or I’ll just simply tell Netty that you’ve gone killing again.’

‘You take her as a fool. She won’t believe you.’

‘Well she doesn’t trust you… she’d believe a stranger first before your lying ass.’

Harry had a point there. And that just made his chest hurt.

‘Again. You best be on time lover boy!’ He called out as he began to back away.

***

Ronan walked back inside of the Target with his mind racing. It was like he was damned if he did, damned if he didn’t. But he wanted her and their unborn baby to be safe.

He found her snuggling up against a tiny pink onesie with red hearts scattered all around it. ‘Hey! You’re back!’

‘I am,’ he gave her a smile before looking in the cart. She had almost everything in that damn thing. ‘I see you’ve went to work while I was gone. And quick too!’ He chuckled.

‘Yeeeeah. I couldn’t help it!’ She giggled as she placed the small little piece of cloth in the buggie.

‘Well, that’s alright,’ he said placing a kiss on her head, ‘I told you to grab anything you wanted for our baby. Honestly, this is nothing compared to what I thought you would’ve done.’ He snickered. His mood was instantly shifted once again. She had such an positive effect on him. And he loved it.

Amunet sighed, looking up at the ceiling with dreamy eyes, ‘Our baby… our little baby.. such a nice ring to it right?!’

‘Yeah.. our baby.’ He repeated happily.

***

They’d been back at her place for some time now and they were spending sometime looking, and feeling the baby clothes. ‘I just can’t wait til they get here…’ he smiled rubbing her slightly rounded belly, ‘can’t wait to hold my baby girl!’ The thought of him having a little princess made Netty’s heart ache. She didn’t care what they had, just as long as they were healthy.

The room grew quiet for a moment as his mind slipped back to the conversation he and Harry had earlier. ‘Netty?’ He paused for a second, allowing her time to answer him.

‘Hmm?’

‘Do you trust me?’

Amunet looked over at him with a gentle smile, her head falling to the side slightly, ‘Well, you can be sneaky… but the amount of support that you’ve been giving me over the past month and a half… it’s safe to say that you have earned my trust back.’

Ronan sat up with a delighted smile returning to his face, ‘Seriously? You really do?!’

Amunet giggled out loud, ‘Of course,’ she reached across and placed her hand on his thigh, ‘You earned it.’

The smile he wore only grew larger and he just took her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles. ‘You have no idea how good that feels.’ He cackled.

She smiled softly, her head falling to the side as she watched him just combust with emotion and happiness. This was probably the happiest she ever seen him.

‘Hey?’ He said as he brought her feet up and started to subconsciously massage one of them.

‘What’s up?’

‘Could I possibly… stay over tonight? Like I think it’s—‘

‘Ron.’ Netty said, her face unimpressed.

He stopped in his tracks like a damn deer in head lights.

‘Of course you can stay!’ She giggled, giving him a playful smack on his arm. ‘You don’t have to ask!’

He sighed in relief, ‘Well I wasn’t sure if you still wanted your space.’

Netty felt touched by the comment and placed her hands on top of her chest, ‘Aw. That’s really thoughtful! Well, … to be honest—‘ she looked off to the side, sinking her pretty teeth into her bottom lip.

‘What’s on your mind?’ Ronan asked.

It grew quiet for a moment before she waved her hand and shook her head, ‘Nooo, no. It’s silly. Forget I even mentioned it—‘

‘Oh you’re not shutting me out. Tell me.’ He said softly, his eyes were gentle and welcoming.

She stared over at him for a moment before swallowing her spit. ‘Well, I—‘ she sighed softly, ‘It’s been hard… this whole break up. We went from spending time together every day to… me not wanting to see you… and with good reason.’ He muttered the last part before breaking into an awkward laugh. ‘I just… want us back… I miss you.’

The air grew thick with emotions. He felt guilty about the conversation he and Harry had earlier that day. But he also felt content and happy, knowing he had a second chance to redeem himself.

‘C’mere.’ He said leaning over and placed a tender kiss on her lips. Suddenly, he remembered what he’d been missing. Her soft, plump lips that taste of honey.

He then broke the kiss and rest his forehead against hers. ‘I miss you too.’

[hermiones-amortentia]

Underrated romione moment is in DH when Ron literally jumped across the table at the cafe so Hermione would be outta the way from death eaters spell 🥺

Another moment: when Ron cursed that beggar who tried to attack Hermione thinking she was Bellatrix.

Another moment: Hermione stopping Harry from arguing with Ron bcz Ron was injured.

Another moment: Ron saying he would teach her his family tree and she would pretend to be his cousin.

Another moment: Hermione's hands are shaking while she was opening the dittany bottle and asked Harry to do it. 😩

Another moment: Ron asking Harry to look after Hermione and he would face voldy alone.

Honestly there are too many moments in DH

[residentshipper69]

hoo boy my ao3 wrapped 2023 showed no mercy💀

this year you read

391 fics, and you visited them 902 times

You alone reached my local libraries reading goal of 9,227,272 words

🍭

Your most read fic was

🥺❤️🍑🍌😇😇🔥🍭🦴😵‍ Speak Your Mind by LegendsofMerlin 🥨👉👌🥺😭🍌😳😩🤡👀🍌

You went back to it 67 times. 'Once you've been to AO3, you'll never stop wanting to beat Henry Kissinger to death with your bare hands' - Anthony Bourdain

😈

Characters

1 - Merlin (Merlin) 🧎‍♀️

2 - Mineta Minoru 💦

3 - Bakugou Katsuki 🍆

4 - Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) 👩‍🏫

5 - Gwen (Merlin) 👉👌

if Merlin (Merlin) asks me on a date i will say - "ew"

Relationships

1 - Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) 🌶

2 - Gwen/Merlin (Merlin) 🙏🏼

3 - Merlin/Mordred (Merlin) ❤️

4 - Merlin & Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) 🥺

5 - Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley 😍

Gwen/Merlin (Merlin) is a relationship that's definitely going to couples counselling

Tags

1 - Fluff 🍑

2 - Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence 😈

3 - Anal Sex 😛

4 - Angst 😤

5 - Hurt/Comfort 🧎‍♀️

You need a priest and a lawyer

[justanother-fanficwriter]

NCIA Agent Trese fanfic part 6.

Note: Sorry for the long no posting but I suddenly had the urge to continue this story.😩 Also, thanks to the video game Just Cause 2 for giving me inspiration for this fictional nation.

Fictional Country Desc: Welcome to Biringan, Pulau! The country that is mistaken to be located in Samar! A Country run by both humans and Southeast Asian Supernaturals. A land where technological innovation, meets the woders of the supernatural elements! This nation is always mistaken to be a part of samar as a loophole mysteriously teleports planes, ships, people, animals, and cars to this islands capital, Biringan, located near the Malaysian Peninsula, South of the Thai Gulf and West of the Philippine Archipelago. This portal seemingly closes and opens only a few times in a lifetime. This A place where Thai, Filipino, Malay, Indonesian, and Singaporean culture meet! Languages could differ from the Province, Prefecture, City, or even District/Borough you are in. Public transport could differ from Tuk Tuks/Bao Bao, Taxis, Tricycles, Jeepneys, Songthaew's, Buses, and Boats. The island is well known for its technological advancement, vibrant and diverse culture, understanding between different religions, delicious cusine, and its wonderful nature along with its history and landmarks. It is also known for hospitality and tourist attraction. Try to visit the "Palm Hotel and Casino" for the best 5 star service among Southeast Asian hotels. Go to the White sand beach of "Wisata Emas Resort" to enjoy a relaxing vacation, or try Skiing the "Taman Nasional Kuning Bulan" at the High Mountains of Mt. San Agustin. Or visit the churches of "New Mactan" and temples of the Thai town of "Phaleung". Go shopping at the Biringan Night Market and buy authentic local Pulau products. And maybe as the Cherry On Top if you have children, Visit the "Taman Magik" Amusement park at the state of "Batbang" or the Taman Nasiunal Batbang and see the amazing wildlife! From ron Tarsier's, to Tamaraw's, Bats, Eagles, Elephants and more! And if you feel like visiting a dessert that can be a sea during high tide, visit the "Pangasitinggi Dunes" and lastly, go island hopping at the "Caritan Archipelago to see wonderful crystal clear oceans! But don't get fooled by the bright side of this nation. This nation is ruled under the dictatorship of Pado Magsakay, being a puppet of the S.P.L.G., and the strongest source of power of the terrorist faction, it makes him harder to take down.

We got a rental car and I drove next to them at a nearby Food Hall. They were eating the Pulau adaptation of Pad Thai Noodles.

"ha! I'll take the last serving!" Basilio says as he takes the serving fork.

"Hey!" Crispin Complains. I immediately stopped their fighting by taking the bowl of the remaining noodles and putting all of it in my plate.

"Let your cousin eat! Will ya two?" I said right before taking a spoonful of noodles.

"you're not our cousin biologically! Fuck off!" Basilio angrily retorted.

"well just let me eat, I spent most of the time getting a good rental car!" I said pointing at the slightly rusty "1990 Hiace" parked behind us next to the food hall.

"you mean this junk?!" Both of them complained.

"stop it!" Alexandra joined the conversation to stop the argument.

"Any vehicle manufactured before 2011 had no computerized systems. Meaning? They can't be tracked via GPS!"

I explained.

After we ate, we got into the rental van and I turned the key. The van comes to life and so does the radio.

"Hanya ini yang kubernikan

Sebua lagu ciptaan!"

I started to sing in Indonesian as I drive down the City. Everyone except for my sister looked at me as they never knew I spoke Indonesian.

We arrived at the rental house and started to get to work. Turns out, an important member of the faction was going to meet with the president of Pulau at the "Palm" Hotel and Casino.

Later that night we went to the casino to identify who was the VIP. My sister started to work on the cameras and Identification. While me and Alex dance with different people to try and make it seem natural. Crispin and Basilio stayed in the van to be part of backup. The party was formal yet it was so Hip! The dancing accompanied by the banduria's playing "Cariñosa" and the people wearing different Southeast Asian formal outfits.

I slowly made my way around and soon spotted her with the help of my sister on the computer.

"That's her, the one wearing a Malaysian outfit."

I looked at her before calling Maliksi.

"get her limo, knock out the driver and take his place as the chauffeur!"

Maliksi simply kicked the driver so strong he fell into the water across the railings. He took the limo and after the party ended, the lady got into the car.

"Take me back to the mansion! Now!"

The lady demanded in Malay.

"Drive as fast and horrible as possible!"

I told him on the phone.

He immediately floored it and the limo darted away towards downtown along the highway. Maliksi locks the limo doors.

"Hey slow down! What's the rush?! Wait, youre not my driver!"

"Do I really need to go fast?"

"Well we don't want to give this girl an opportunity to jump out safely!"

I replied.

The limo stops at the NCIA safehouse

Maliksi takes the rich woman and made her sit in a chair.

[borom1r]

ace attorney asks!! (I'm sorry you're having a night,, I hope it doesn't stay that way ❤❤) ummm I would actually love to hear if you have any side/case-specific characters you're fond of and why!! & if you'd like smth more specific, I would love to hear abt either maya + miles bestie-isms or maybe how you think franziska & phoenix's relationship is after he and miles are officially together!!!

I feel like this is sooo obvious but Jake Marshal!! also Ron and Dessie DeLite!

idk that I have a lot of specific Thoughts abt them but they were all rlly standout characters to me

I also enjoyed Hugh and Robin, actually— Robin is so transfem to me. in my heart of hearts she’s trans 💞

there r honestly so many characters I wld love to see Come Back who like, obviously Won’t but still. Godot I am biting u soso much. this is not coherent im sorry but I would rlly truly genuinely love a prequel focusing on Mia n Diego like pleeeeeeease!!! PLEASE!!!!!!! give Mia her own game for realsies it’s what she deserves 😩

+ like OUGH. Maya Miles bestie hours.. I think, particularly early on wrt him n Phoenix reconnecting, he can be.. not more GENUINE per se, but he certainly puts less pressure on himself to try and hit some like. ideal the way he does w Phoenix. and not even necessarily consciously, but like, Maya doesn’t have this idealized childhood savior version of him propped up in her head.

and this is like, Me Projecting bc hey I can do that :3 but I’ve started trying 2 like. give myself more space to actually BE nonverbal when im overstimulated instead of forcing myself to maintain verbal communication— and I think Maya knows sign language from her childhood with Mia (Mia figuring out quickly that it was a good way for them to communicate if/when Maya went non-verbal— and Mia probably being the only person she felt comfortable signing with bc, well, she’s so bubbly and outgoing and really, she can’t POSSIBLY be non-verbal, they all know the moment she TRIES she’ll be talking their ears off!! So Maya forces herself to talk around the adults and signed with Mia).

and her recognizing overstimulation in Miles before he’s even really giving himself the space to recognize it himself— coming over to annoy him because he NEVER visits Phoenix and she gets it but she MISSES him and… stopping when she sees the way his shoulders hunch and his fingers clench around his pen and he’s staring pointedly at the papers on his desk because he’s been TRYING to focus, trying to force himself to function like a NORMAL adult (except not really; he’s aiming for Von Karma standards whether he wants to admit it or not and that’s not exactly normal). Maya gently tapping the desk to get him to look and signing, and the mixture of relief and sheer confusion when he realizes she’s providing accommodations he’d never admit to needing while also having absolutely no idea what she just said.

That first evening passes with Maya signing while speaking softly, and Miles writing his responses on a spare notepad, but slowly he learns more and more from her until he’s practically fluent too— they can spend a whole evening conversing about the chaos of the legal world and the equally chaotic reworks to Steel Samurai lore without ever saying a word out loud, and those are moments Miles always treasures

(and, when Phoenix stops him one night when he’s particularly overstimulated, clumsily signing “it’s okay, Maya’s teaching me” Miles feels so grateful to know her that he could, possibly, cry. He admits to nothing, but he does text her that she’s his favorite person in the world. She quickly responds “we both know that’s actually Nick, but ily2 ^u^” and it’s definitely one of those moments where it hits him that he Has A Family Now, For The First Time In Years)

ALSO Maya feels very much like the kind of person to say “I love you” very liberally. Especially because of how young she lost Mia + feeling like she didn’t let her sister know enough, even if her feelings are complicated. so I’m sure you can imagine the sort of (very hushed) gossip that goes around whenever people catch Maya leaving (Miles giving her a one armed hug and unable to stop himself from smiling a little even as he TRIES to glower intimidatingly at his subordinates while Maya exclaims “okay BYE Mr. Edgeworth LOVE YOU!! Good luck in court, you better come to game night!!!”)

(he does, of course, come to game night)

(Maya has definitely channeled a spirit to win at LEAST twice and they have yet to decide if it counts as cheating or not since technically it’s not looking up an answer!! but also it is kinda looking up an answer.)

+ lastly ok I’ve probs talked abt this before but I do like the idea that they maintain the sort of silly rivalry they start with but more in a “if you turn my brother into even MORE of a fool you WILL face my wrath, Phoenix Wright” “pffft yeah right, Maya will never let you live it down if you break out the whip at dinner on Saturday” “…I will exact my revenge in other, more subtle ways.”

She sends him a Top Ten Scariest Things Caught On Camera compilation at three in the morning one night (thank you different time zones, she loves being in a different time zone) and he texts back “I hate you >:(“ but they are both laughing. There’s no one he would trust to take care of Maya more than her and there’s no one she would trust to care for Miles more than him.

Also I’ve DEF talked abt it from Phoenix’s POV (texting her at night to confirm Maya’s safe when he has nightmares about her being kidnapped/in danger) but Franziska ABSOLUTELY texts him every now and then like “Miles is there?” and Phoenix knows she would never outright admit to either him or Miles how much Miles’ “death” affected her. Asking if he’s there (safe, nearby, a phone call away) is as close they’ll get — Phoenix always responds as soon as he can (“yep, we’re making dinner!” or “he’s at his office, I’ll see him in forty minutes for lunch” or “he and Maya have a coffee date, you can double check with her but I wouldn’t wanna interrupt their Steel Samurai gossip session”)

She doesn’t always respond, but Phoenix gets it, and he’s always happy to let her know— he’s okay just getting a one-word (or sometimes one letter, if it’s super late for her) response about Maya, but he knows she needs more detail to put her mind at ease (Evidence is key, after all; you can’t build a perfect case without all the information) and he’s happy to provide

They definitely all have dinner together once a week (either just the four of them out at a restaurant, or their entire “family” at one of their houses— Miles and Phoenix, Trucy, Maya and Franziska, Klavier and Apollo, Pearl, Kay, Emma, Athena and Juniper, Simon if he’s feeling up to group interactions, Gumshoe and Maggie if they’re in town, even Larry sometimes). It gets hectic and usually they only get EVERYONE together for holidays, but all of them spent so long with nothing, losing everyone they loved, that having such an ABUNDANCE of connection really is something for them to revel in.

[ameliora-j]

i am so happy we’re talking abt ddlg!ron cause i was hiding my love for him till someone else mentioned him 😩

ddlg!ron is talking w/ friends but crybaby!reader is in super deep subspace and needs him so bad she cockwarms him while they’re there and they’re all making fun of her calling her a needy crybaby and stuff and ron is like “no she’s my best girl” 🥴🥴

stop this rn these are my two fave things 😩

you’re whimpering and sniffling as you hide your face in his neck. his cock is pressed between your walls, but you’re unmoving. you just needed to be close to your daddy. you laid in relative silence as you soaked up every ounce of comfort he had to offer.

“you okay pretty girl?” ron asked quietly as he gently stroked your hair. you nodded with a wet sniffle, not wanting to remove your thumb from your mouth as it was the one source of solace you currently had.

the snickering that came from his friends prompted a new round of tears to stream down your face as you whimpered. “‘s wrong baby?” ron asked softly.

“they’re laughin’ at me, daddy,” you whimpered softly, burying your face further into his neck.

“never told us your girl was such a whiny crybaby ronnie,” seamus teased, causing the other boys to chuckle and a whine to escape you as you looked up at ron with a pout.

“she’s not a whiny crybaby,” ron defended quickly. “she’s my good girl. isn’t that right, angel?” he looked at you, pressing a kiss to your head gently.

“yes daddy,” you murmured, slotting your thumb back between your lips.

“none of that baby, y’gonna ruin your teeth,” he hummed, gently prying your thumb from between your lips. “here,” he hummed, pushing his fingers into your mouth. you moaned softly and gripped his wrist gently as you relaxed even further into his hold.

“love you daddy,” you murmured.

“i love you too princess,” he whispered, kissing your head.

[papaya-047]

hey! could i please request prefect!ron where he blows off his duties to spend time with you but ends up tending to a first year. i can just imagine him being so good with kids omgg😩

p.s your last ron post was the most perfect <3

I love this idea! <3

“No peaking.” Ron blocked the entrance preventing you from looking inside. 

“I just want to see how the decorations are going,” you pouted at his actions. 

“No, it's supposed to be a surprise,” 

“I guess I just thought that my favourite prefect would bend the rules and let his favourite student see the decor for the dance. Please?” you pleaded. To which Ron simply shook his head. “Oh, come on, Ron!”

“No, it’s a part of my duty to only let the decorators inside.” 

“It’s also a part of your duty to supervise the actual decorating. And yet you're outside with me.”

Ron ran his tongue on the inside of his cheek and smirked before removing his arm from the entrance and placing it around your shoulder. “You're a smartmouth, you know that?” he guided you away from the hall, and you held onto the hand hanging off you as you walked. 

“And you love me for it.” Ron shook his head with a laugh. 

You continued to wander around the halls of the school together; Ron told you about his latest interaction in DADA. But before he could finish his story, Ron stopped in his tracks. You asked if everything was okay before he started searching around the hallway. 

When you turned the corner, there was a young girl, a first year, sniffling to herself. Ron bent down to meet her height, “Hello, what’s you’re name?” 

The girl whipped her face on the sleeve of her uniform, “Margaret.”

“Well, Margaret, I’m Ron.”

“I know, you’re in the Gryffindor house,” she was clearly trying to cover the fact that she had been crying. 

“Could you tell me what's wrong?” 

“A few boys in your house are making fun of me. That my glasses make me look like a nerd or something,” her eyes welled up, and Ron placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. 

“Can I tell you a secret?” she nodded, “my best friend wears glasses, and he has saved so many people.”

The girls faced scrunch, “Harry Potter?”

“Exactly. Do you think any of those boys think Harry’s a nerd?” she shook her head. “I have another friend who I would definitely call a nerd, but her smarts save us constantly. Wearing glasses doesn’t make you a nerd, and being a nerd isn’t such a bad thing. Plus, I think those glasses make you look beautiful.” the girl smiled as she whipped away her tears. 

Maybe it was the way he treated his younger sister, but you never took Ron as someone who would be so patient with kids. This lazy rule breaker with a constant bedhead managed to constantly surprise you, and seeing him look up at you with such clear pride in his actions made you melt. 

“Oh Margaret, meet my girl,” he said, standing up and nudging you towards the girl. 

“It’s nice to meet you. Would you care to join us on our walk?” you asked. Margaret looped an arm through yours before launching into the latest gossip in her first-year class. You dropped her off, and you smiled as you watched your boyfriend wave away his new friend. 

“Okay, that was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.” ever clueless Ron just hummed in response. You laughed at him not realizing what you meant. “So I guess once you slap that badge on, you get 6th sense, like a prefect-tingle.”

“Why would you call it a tingle,” he laughed as he pulled you next to him by your waist. 

“Well, what do you call it?”

“Anything other than tingle.”

[morwap]

reader being hermione’s bff? PLEASEEE😩😩✋🏼

hermione linked your guys arms together, giggling and gossiping about the durmstrang boy that had arrived two days prior. “krum really?” you asked raising a brow, “yes! he won’t stop talking to me” hermione giggled and hit your arm lightly.

“what’s ron gonna say about it?” you asked, “who cares what ron says” hermione huffed.

laughing as you both walked into the great hall, “i heard cedric is taking cho to the ball” you said as hermione pulled you to sit down at the gryffindor table, you glanced at the ravenclaw table. “well i would hope so, they are together” hermione quipped, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice.

“i love them together but i think harry wanted to ask her, he’s gonna be heartbroken” you whine, running your hands down your face. hermione nodded with a look of realization “you’re right! i feel bad for him” she sighed.

you nodded, “i think i’m gonna ask Parvati” you said with a smile. hermione grinned, “shell definitely say yes” she gasped.

[stonedregulus]

SO, I read this really amazing (canon compliant 😩) rarry soulmate!au fic the other day (literally I stayed up until 5am bawling as I read it). It went all through the entire story from Ron's POV showing him falling in love with Harry. And now I'm watching the movies bawling my stupid eyes out because I can't stop thinking about that fucking fic.

[holdingforgeneralhugs]

Hello darling! I was wondering if you could do some head cannons for dick, ron and maybe lew, where they're rejected by the reader? Like the reader loves someone else? I know angsty😭 but I'd love to see something like that😭❤️ if not it's alright i love ur work anyway💗

Victoria my dear, tysm for this 💕

Dick Winters

Dick has even quietly in love with you for the longest time.

He just didn't say anything because he was afraid it would ruin your friendship

But eventually Nix and Harry convince him to shoot his shot. So he does.

He knows the minute he's confessed that you don't feel the same. He can see the conflict all over your face.

"It's alright if you don't feel the same," he assures softly, "our friendship is far more important than anything else."

You tell him you're sorry, that you love him so much but not in that way, that you found someone else and you know they're the one.

He seems to have taken it very well, and by all appearances it looks like he's not overly upset.

Its only when he's back in his own room by himself that he allows himself to feel anything.

He's got this pit in his stomach and he feels shattered.

"It's my own fault," he sighed, "I let her get away."

Ron Speirs

You're very very distracting, and it bothers him.

He likes to be focused and prepared for everything and it's inconvenient when he's too busy thinking about you.

But he can't stop thinking about you. So he has to get on with it and tell you.

You kind of freeze when he tells you, and he ignores the worried pit in his stomach.

When you tell him there's someone else he just nods, and he rubs your shoulder reassuringly

"It's fine I understand, don't worry about it."

And it is completely fine, except in those quiet moments he has to himself where he can allow himself to feel the loss.

Lewis Nixon

Lew is always flirting with you, it's like a running joke at thus point.

Except its not a joke because he's head over heels for you.

So with some liquid courage he finally told you.

"Oh Lew...." You sighed, "I didn't think....I mean I thought it was just....."

"Forget I said anything," he replies, walls already coming back up. You tried to explain to him but he didn't give you a chance.

He walks quickly back to his room and shut the door roughly.

He rubs a hand over his face before grabbing his bottle of VAT and drowning his sorrows, cursing himself for saying anything and ruining everything.

OK this broke my heart to write I am SORRY😩

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[cheesyficwriter]

Fluffy prompt 1 "Ohhhh you're jealous!" for romione 😩 (maybe jealous ron i love jealous ron)

Hey there, @auroron! Thanks for the ask. I decided to write this prompt from Harry's POV - after all, he's probably witnessed the brunt of Ron and Hermione's jealousy over the years 🤣 Hope you enjoy 💜

Here We Go Again

Harry Potter had hope that when his two best friends finally got together that the incessant fighting, nagging, and hostility would end.

Harry Potter soon discovers that he was wrong.

Very wrong.

“Who the fuck is that?”

Harry lets out a loud sigh, observing Ron glaring daggers over at Hermione standing beside an unfamiliar man with dark brown hair and a medium-build. They are standing in the atrium at the Ministry, waiting on Hermione so that they can apparate back to Grimmauld Place together after a lengthy day at work.

“That’s Roger Jenkins. He’s a new hire in the Magical Law department.”

Ron crosses his arms, squaring his body as if he is about to size up the poor bloke. “The fuck he is.”

“No, really," Harry rubs at the pesky scar on his forehead. "I think he started on Monday.”

“And what’s that bloody git doing hanging around my girlfriend?” Ron grumbles.

Despite the level of annoyance Harry often feels when it comes to Ron and Hermione, particularly Ron and Hermione going barmy over each other, he can’t help but grin when he realizes why Ron is so upset. "Ohhhh, you're jealous."

"Huh?" Ron mumbles, too distracted by Hermione's echoing laughter to even look at Harry.

“Seriously, Ron?” Honestly, these two sometimes. “You can’t really be jealous of him, right?”

Ron gives Harry a sour look and scoffs. “Jealous? Who said anything about being jealous? I’m taller than him.”

Harry can’t control his laughter over the way Ron puffs out his chest like he needs to prove something. He takes another glance at Hermione who, unsurprisingly, makes less than subtle shifts with her eyes towards the two men overtly gawking at her.

“You do realize that Hermione keeps looking over here every five seconds, right?”

“What?” Ron meets Harry’s eyes with furrowed brows before snapping his head back to the bushy-haired brunette. “No, she doesn’t.”

Harry lets out an obnoxious snort as he watches the next scene with high amusement. Hermione, who seems to have noticed Ron staring, fixes Ron with a dirty look, almost as if she is trying to knock him off his high hippogriff. Ron glowers back, refusing to lessen his intimidating stance.

“You just scowled at her!”

“So? She scowled at me first!”

These children. Harry shakes his head, taking a deep, audible breath. “And have you figured out yet, with that thick skull of yours, exactly why she keeps looking over here?”

“Just spit it out, mate.” Ron's impatience takes over, and Harry figures it’s no use trying to get him to solve the riddle any longer, despite the answer being as clear as a Demiguise in hiding.

“She’s trying to make you jealous. Just like you made her jealous yesterday.” Harry recalls the comical sight of Hermione in a fit of rage over Ron during lunch yesterday as she watched a flirty blonde fawn over her strong Auror boyfriend.

Realization dawns on Ron's face, and he rolls his head back with a groan. “Oh, bloody hell.”

Harry is about to advise Ron to let it go, when Ron stomps towards Hermione with purpose.

Oh, here we go again.

Harry vaguely hears Ron utter, “Don’t mind if I borrow my girlfriend, do you? Cheers, mate!”

Ron grabs Hermione by the elbow and pulls her gently away, and Harry doesn’t miss the small smile on Hermione’s face that she attempts to mask.

“Ron! What in the — where are you taking me?” She feigns annoyance. Harry’s going to need a new set of eyes by the time he’s done rolling them at these two.

“Away from here.”

“And why, may I ask?" Hermione interrogates with an air of hostility.

Ron stops just in front of Harry, and bends low to whisper in Hermione’s ear. Harry sees her eyes bulge out as her cheeks turn pink, and the way she is now biting her lip is enough for Harry to cringe and look away. He wishes Ginny wasn’t traveling with the Holyhead Harpies.

“Uh, mate, we’ll see you back at GP, okay?” Ron addresses Harry with a smirk, pulling Hermione away towards the gilded fireplaces.

“Yeah, okay,” Harry grumbles. He lets out a loud exhale, eyes scanning the room full of witches and wizards. He lands on Roger, who is still standing in his spot where Hermione left him, appearing thoroughly confused.

Harry meanders his way over to the bloke, and claps him on the back. “Come on. Let’s go for a drink at the Leaky, yeah?”

He deserves a pint after putting up with his two best friends. Besides, it’s not like he can or wants to go home right now, anyway.

[papillon-mechant]

ugh boxer!ron calling my kitty his girl WHEN 😩😩😩

nah cus i wanna give that man a son. n go through the whole pregnancy n birthing process w him by my side SO bad :(((

him doing everything for you around the house as soon as he finds out your pregnant. like literally the day after you get the positive test he stops you from getting something from a high cabinet because “you could hurt the baby” he’s always catering to you. making sure you’re comfortable in the car, buying you whatever craving food you have no matter how weird it is.

and when your water breaks he goes crazy like “holy shit, holy shit this is happening. you’re having my baby. you were pregnant for nine months, and now you’re about to have our baby.”

i have to get up for school i should be sleep rn 💀

[anordinarymuse]

hii!<3 if ur requests are open could u write a dad!cedric/husband!cedric fanfic where him and the reader wake up and have sex? then they just have a domestic cute day or something😩😩 also aftercare omg im a slut for aftercare

#currently obsessed with monet's artwork i saw his work the other day and mwah *chefs kiss* <333

dawn.

Cedric Diggory x Fem!Reader

Summary : the request <3

Warnings : dom/sub roles *not explicit* (dom!cedric + sub!reader); marriage roles *not explicit* (husband!cedric + wife!reader); unprotected; unedited.

Word Count : 539

A/N : guys you can request literally any char. not that i don't like ceddy or freddy but somebody gimme a ron one. i've never written ab him or harry or even draco for some spice or ONE OF THE MARAUDERS AGHHHHH

sorry i think i've been writing ab fred and ced non-stop that i'm slowly losing it. anyways kisses to those two <3

the masterlist.

request here.

You awaken to Cedric rolling out of bed, shifting the mattress underneath you. As you stretch out your arms as you become blinded by the sunbeams coming in from the windows. Thanks to Cedric whom pulled aside curtains to let in the sun.

Not wanting to leave the comfort of your blankets, you remain laying in bed, ogling at Cedric as he easily removes his loose tee.

"What are you staring at?" Cedric jokes, moving towards you shirtless.

"Oh nothing," you giggle, hiding underneath the covers like a young girl.

"You can't hide from me," Cedric taunts, pulling away the coves. You find him right on top of you. With his half smirk, he bends down to kiss you. You feel an unexpected jolt of energy when his lips meet yours.

Everything moves quickly from that moment on. Cedric has you straddled around his waist as he pushes in, a loud moan escapes your lips as he does.

Your top and bottoms have all been thrown off, same goes for Cedric. Your head lays over his shoulder, and your hands find themselves on his shoulder's as well, gripping tightly, pressing your nails deep into your skin.

Cedric's thrusts started slow but the longer he goes on, the quicker his pace picks up. You move up against him, your body begging to release itself as you can feel it nearing. Cedric's grip had locked to the dips of your hips and he controlled when you bucked up against him.

The second you come a high-toned whimper drifts around your studio flat, and Cedric releases only a moment after you do. You shudder a little when you can feel the juices from your heat tricking down your thighs.

As Cedric pulls out, you flop down in bed, covering your body up with covers. You pant as your limbs and muscles slowly retract from their tenseness.

"Can- can I have some tea?" You're finally able to say as Cedric slips back into some briefs.

Cedric brushes his fawn colored hair before staggering to the kitchen while putting in his response,"Of course love."

When Cedric returns, he comes back with two mugs of warm tea, at the perfect temperature. He places you in his lap, massaging your shoulders, pressing the deep ends of his palm into your skin.

You giggle from the relaxing pressure. As Cedric massages your shoulders he plants little kisses over the nape and sides of you neck, making you squirm under his touch.

"What should we do today?" Cedric asks when he's finished, squeezing your hand in his.

"Lets do something fun," you suggest, sipping slowly on your tea, liking the extreme warmth if gives off.

"How about this?" Cedric asks holding up a piece of muggle mail that he'd grabbed from his nightstand. "A garden exhibit at a museum. What's a museum?

You motion him to hand you the mail and when he does, he proceeds to draw little circles on your stomach. With your back against his chest you can feel his heartbeat match with yours.

You read the mail while nuzzling your cheek in the crook of Cedric's neck, "Yeah that sounds fun," you mumble feeling the warmth from Cedric's neck circle all around you.

**********

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