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cosmosees · 1 year

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I can't think of any specific question but I just really wanna know about the epithet erased toh au. I love both of those things so much.

lucky for you i love talking about both of those things! typing this on mobile tho so im sorry if the formatting is weird

so for starters the epithet characters are going to the isles from their home universe- i havent figured exactly how or why and im vaguely saying another inscribed did it for now. i dont really care about semantics in these sorts of aus usjfjs. they get sent in intervals and end up with different members of the cast.

molly arrives first and, on instinct, think she's trapped in another of lorelai's dream bubbles. she tries to dumb her way out of bonesborough but comes to realize that all of this is. VERY real. hunter realizes there's another human on the isles and thinks, "oh! this'll make my uncle who doesnt hate me happy! come with me!". molly freaks out and runs, and is saved by the bell (the bell being luz with an invisibility glyph.) and taken to the owl house. she explains her situation to everyone there and is allowed to stay until they can figure out how to get her home. she doesnt explain epithets because she doesnt know it would be necessary to do so

sylvie lands in the isles next. he tries his best to adapt to the lifestyles present, wearing his hood up to cover his ears. hes eventually found by raine who takes him in with the batts, and hes GOING to narc on their rebellion before the scope of whats going on is revealed. he like VERY upsettedly resigns himself to a life of crime and manages to nab a palisman from the emperor's reserves (antics occuring with guards all the while involving sleep powder and beefton). he's undercover as the Black Sheep Witch and wearing a cloak to protect his identity pretty quick after raine picks him up. they end up getting on. raine thinks hes a very bright young man :)

giovanni's up next- this is post prison of plastic so he's in vincent murder persona now. as soon as he arrives he starts a scene in bonesborough and ends up being captured by the emperor's coven (not without a fight! nobody on the isles knows what a tomato tastes like so they buy into the lav-acid stuff). when sylvie learns hes caught in the conformitorium hes like UGH. and when raines like oh theres another human staying with eda now do you know her (shows a pic) hes like UGH. he busts giovanni out and since raine cant really be. directly involved with eda sylvie has to drop gio off there. they have a long conversation on the palisman-ride over where they learn to respect each other a little more before sylvie lets gio off and asks him not to tell molly that hes here as well. itd cause more trouble than its worth. then giovanni and molly have a tearful reunion after he almost gets torn asunder by hooty

mera and indus take on a more minor role but when mera arrives shes in TERRIBLE pain and there is NO modern medicine afoot. indus has to run off and search for a healer and ends up finding emira, who heals mera and offers to let the two of them stay in amity's little room in the library. they do this, amity passes the message onto luz that there are more humans in the library, and them and molly/giovanni almost kill each other before they come to an agreement and truce until they can get home. mera gets that sweet sweet healing magic while shes here too- obviously it wont get rid of her epithet (which isnt something she wants in the first place) but having your broken bones be this fixable is REALLY nice, especially in a place that loves to break bones at every turn

trixie and phoenica land next. hunter actually manages to get them to belos this time because phoenica is nice and trixie will go along with her for stuff, and when they get to the throne room philly boy lies through his teeth about how Cool And Awesome his plans for the day of unity are and how they can stay with him until theyre able to get home. phoenica is really excited and trixie. uh.

trixie can see the ghost of every single grimwalker AND caleb surrounding philip's throne. they wave off concern when philip asks her abt it but caleb KNOWS she can see them, and follows her back to her room. trixie wants nothing to do with dou rebellion plans and is already scared as is but caleb does not leave her alone because they are the ONLY PERSON HERE who can see him. he becomes her weird anarchist ghost uncle and they end up feeding information to the batts through sylvie (very hard to keep that part under wraps because of the whole. phoenica future husband thing)

ANNND finally lorelai shows up and manages to pretty successfully assimilate with witch society because of augment. gives herself pointed ears dresses up as a witch. she manages to get heckled into a coven and a sigil (she joins illusions) without realizing what this entails, and since augment already has to do with illusions she doesnt notice anything weird happening. when she and molly meet again itll be REALLY fun

i dont have too much in the way of specific episodes plotted out in full but i WILL say that molly is present for hollow mind...do with that what you will

#cosmo.txt #epithet erased #ee #toh #the owl house #sorry i gave you so much anon i have like NOWHERE else to put these

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the-little-red-noodle · 1 year

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1-12-23 12:06am

You know it’s bad when she’s getting on tumblr

It’s probably been 10 years, nearly exactly. Where did my coping skills go? Where did my hope go? This can’t be just a boy. This is existential. This is everything wrong. This is the 2 people i loved the last 3 years being passive about my affection. Take it or leave it.

I feel empty. I’m all squeezed out. All the good parts of me were handed out in high school. All the passion, all the butterflies, all the fairytale love went down the drain with Harrison, and i don’t think I’ve been in love with anyone since. I’ve drifted to whichever nest would house me for a couple months, and now it’s catching up to my body. All the use, all the pain, all the abuse. The touches i didn’t want, the trauma of loss, and i don’t even know real loss. Abandonment. I’m a shell. You guys won, I’m empty now. I’ve been pushed between people, and didn’t love myself enough to think about it too much. That should have told everyone that something was wrong.

I haven’t hurt myself since i was 15 or 16. I haven’t had to cover up cuts and dread a hot room and dart my eyes around to see if anyone noticed. I haven’t had to strategize how to avoid revealed skin for long enough that theyd look like cat scratches.

Day 0, again. This is the 2nd time in the last few weeks now. I has this horrible realization that when you’ve had an addiction like this, it’ll find you when you’re at your lowest. Even when you’re 10 years sober. Even when you’re the one moms ask for advice about their girls hurting themselves, and you stare blankly because you legitimately forgot what it felt like. To need that, to do it, to feel the after, to hide it..

it’s hot. Warm to the touch, it feels 10 degrees higher than the rest of me. Rush of immune cells and macrophages. Lysosomes dropping off tangled proteins to ward off the invader bacteria that comes from an open wound.

I’m sorry body. I’m sorry for making you feel like you needed to expend the biomatter to clean up after me. I’m sorry for making you confused. I thought we were passed it, too.

Here you are again, Sam. 10 years later, you’ve wound up in the same mental space. You’ve lost your overachiever mentality for school. You’ve lost becca, a best friend of a decade, and you havent even begun to grieve it because youre so resentful and think youre right. You’re far from your family. Youre in a dark apartment in a city you dont care for. You’re starting to get a bad drug habit, with molly this time, so you can numb the bad and feel good. This ones way better than the weed youre using. Youre still scared to talk to girls. You’re settling for whoever will express sexual interest in you because you so badly want to be chosen. You so badly want for someone to want you and find you intoxicating. You think you used to be, i think i used to be. But a luxury product tarnishes when it’s always on sale.

Coming out of a breakup to people putting in fuck buddy applications just actually solidified that this is how people see me. I’m an object. I’m not ugly, but I’m not smart or sexy enough, I’m not actually worth the trouble i cost. I’m just pushed between rooms to the next person who wants to hold my skin for 20 minutes, say they think my hair is cool, and that I’m so interesting when i haven’t said a word.

Edgar basically telling me that he’s not sure he was ever in love with me, school pitfalls, family fragments, i cant even take care of myself enough to adopt a dog.. i just feel like this unremarkable waste of a person.

I wish that i could block me out. I deleted my instagram. I want to block everyone and delete every phone number and write out every word o hate i think and eat the paper. I feel like the paper cuts would be enough to finally drown me out.

I used to try. I used to have that fire. I would feel like i was getting back on the horse, gallop a couple yards, and then get bucked off. My attitude was my saving grace for this last decade, but it was also contrived. I was the manic pixie dream girl. I clung to that. I wanted to be just that. I wanted to be sparkly and bubbly and brightly colored but I’m cynical and I’m selfish and I’m mean and i talk about friends behind their backs and i start drama and i flirt with people until I’m done with them or get bored and move on, and i half ass things, and i have an attitude with my manager, and i eat like crap, and I’m not as friendly as i used to be, and I’m not as genuine as i used to be, and I’m not as trusting as i used to be.

Can you blame me?

Once you go through this many friendship explosions, this many breakups, this many mental breakdowns, this many panic attacks, this many nights holding a push pin, you just stop trying. I get it, id be sick of me too. Id call me a succubus too. Id uninvite me to parties. Id avoid me like the plague. The only people in my circle in la now are the ones i haven’t burned too bad yet, but i will. Because I’m selfish and bad and it’s all a lie. I’m not sweet. I’m not thoughtful. I’m not empathetic, i clam up when people spill emotions now. I’ve been tarnished. I’ve been ruined. Somewhere along the way, those things i loved about myself became myths that i tried to keep alive.

Everything hurts and I’ll close my eyes and I’ll be fine in a week, and I’ll laugh it off that i just had a bad night, just a couple of bad nights.

I need sleep, i need physical contact, i need to feel anchored in this week but i so tragically don’t. Becca pulled my roots out of the ground and left me dry and I’ve been laying on the pavement looking up at the world growing apathetic. I deserve this. I’ll stay here.

Sorry to anyone who’s met me, sounds like a bad time ngl

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thepanperi · 7 years

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Ask Meme

tagged by @senpai-sonic

→ rules: complete the questions and tag 5, have fun!

01. Are you named after someone? Albert Einstein bc my parents are complete nerds lmao

02. When was the last time you cried? bout a week ago! it was just happy tears bc im rlly gay tho

03. Do you like your handwriting?

mhm! its rlly messy but i like it.

04. What is your fave lunch meat? Salami!

05. Do you have kids? Nope! don’t want em either.

06. If you were another person, would you be mates with yourself? I mean i’d fuck myself but I’m too big of a mess to date.

07. Do you use sarcasm? nope! (I do)

08. Do you still have your tonsils? yep!

09. Would you bungee jump? already have! it’s really fun

10. What is your fave cereal? Cinnamon Toast Crunch

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Nope they’re always tied.

12. Do you think you are a strong person? Emotionally, somewhat. Physically absoluuuutely not. 13. Fav ice cream flavour? Vanilla!

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? Their facial expression! just how they look at shit. 15. Red or pink? Red! I love pink with a passion but red is better on me.

16. What is the least fav physical thing you like about yourself? I wanna be buff, but im twig

17. What colour pants and shoes are you wearing right now? Black sweatpants and no shoes!

18. What was the last thing you ate? rice and chicken!

19. What are you listening to right now? The La La Land soundtrack!

20. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? Burgandy!

21. Favourite smell? Oh! that one smell your hand gets after rubbing metal?? that smell. its kinda like rusted metal i guess? idk i just rlly like everything about steel and metal and it sounds kinda cringey but true.

22. Who was the last person you spoke on the phone to?

My partner!!

23. Favourite sport to watch? Fencing, Ice skating, or Archery! (all sports that i do lmao) 24. Hair colour? Black!

25. Eye colour? Black most of the time, but really really dark brown if its really bright out.

26. Do you wear contacts? nope! but i have glasses

27. Favourite food? Kimbap!

28. Scary movies or comedy? Comedy defs.

29. Last movie you watched? LA LA LAND. IT WAS SO GOOD.

29. What colour shirt are you wearing? Black and blue!

30. Summer or winter? Ah i like both bc they both have long breaks from school, summer hot but i also like cold and theres kinda mroe time to do stuff in summer but i really like snow and just riobqrofbqwdn I can’t pick

31. Hugs or kisses? KISSES

32. What books are you currently reading? just a few fanfics!

33. Who do you miss right now? hmm,, no one at the moment bc im talking to everyone i love rn!

34. What is on your mouse pad? I don’t have a mouse pad but if i did it’d have either Peridot green, Cobalt blue, amethyst purple, or a dull relaxing gray as highlights on the end! 35. What is the last t.v. show you watched? Yuri on Ice!

36. What is the best sound? either @hybridow1 or @meowforinternet singing, or the sound of metal hitting anything (its cringey and weird but don’t judge me you fucker)

37. Rolling stones or beatles? neither! 39. Furthest you have travelled? Boston to Hai chi minh, Vietnam!

40. Special talent? I can cook and i play piano decently!

41. Where you born? Boston, Massaschusetts!

I tag @hybridow1 @aesthetesuggestions @roryomolly @nbvee and @goopy-amethyst

#yes i remember you mutuals #sorry i havent talked to you much molly!#or goopy #yallre cool text me sometime #i wanna get to know yall better!#everyone else i already text sos

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tema-makes-art-sometimes · 2 years

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Sylvie (EE) for the character thing if you're still doing it?

I sure am! Ill get the sheep lad

favorite thing about them

I do like his attitude- I love know it all little shit’s like him. He’s just here for the k n o w l e d g e and I love that. Totally valid. I love his energy, I love his design, I love his attitude, I love his epithet. He’s great. Absolutely fun character and character design.

least favorite thing about them

don’t really have a least favorite thing TBH, I dont have much context for his fandom side cause I literally dont know anyone who likes epithet erased other than the anon who sent it to me, and idk where the fandom for it is so I havent even seen any fandom hot takes I dont like.

favorite line

The moment Molly talked about her mom being dead and he instantly went, “Hey, if you need to talk, here’s my location. First session’s free.” Good Lad right there.

brOTP

I like the idea of him and Molly becoming friends

OTP/nOTP

I don’t really ship him cause I don’t do much shipping unless I’m sure on ages and I only ship with adults, it can feel weird to ship kids- because they’re still finding themselves

random headcanon/unpopular opinion

Been thinking about him and He/Him NB but idk whats canon cause I dont follow it that intensely. So idk if thats popular or unpopular to say

song i associate with them

I don’t have one, Im sorry!

favorite picture of them

I love these intro slides for all the characters they’re so fun!

#sylvie ee #sylvie epithet erased #epithet erased #ask meme

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daydadahlias · 2 years

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this is obviously just how I interpret your chart, which you said was okay to do so I hope you don't mind?

I tend to avoid stereotypical ideas of the zodiacs just because I feel it's reductive a bit so this is just my perspective.

so your sun sign is who your idealistic self is, who you want to be, and your rising is how other people perceive you! yours are the same which means there isn't conflict in the aspect of finding the harmony in who you are, how others see you, and who you want to be.

I actually would say Libras aren't indesivicve, they actually want many things, and tend to be good at choosing, it's a matter of finding a balance? and Instead of sexual, I'd say just compelling!! Libras in my opinion tend to be friendly and charming. when they care about a topic they talk endlessly about it!! would say very persuasive, and hate not knowing. Libras are thw mutable air sign, so your one of the leaders or you're willing to be the one to take the first step towards doing something.

so moon sign is who you are emotionally!! you're someone who probably thinks a lot and is curious and fascinated with most things? assertive in who you are, and leaning towards being independent, especially since you'd be considered more on the unconventional side? you aren't willing to go with the flow if it's about something you don't like. and once you care about someone who you are care deeply, because attachment are hard to come by but when they do they are v strong.

Libra mercury means you're chatty when you like someone, not willing to compromise your beliefs but cooperative nonetheless, and you hate being thrown off balance. you hope you're able to leave a positive impact on others. great at articulating yourself.

Venus (responsible for indicating affectionate and relationships) Scorpio isn't the easiest placements, becuase you experience feelings such as affectionate and hate very intensely, but you're enchanting!! Scorpios are the type of signs that draw people because of much enthusiasm they have, and just being very charismatic. you prefer relationships (platonic or other wise in nature) to be meaningful and not surface level.

mars (the ambition and drive) virgo means you're very driven, and when it comes to work and ethics you're detail oriented, and you prefer in the long run more low-key life.

those are the basics!! hope you don't hate these too much? 💞

warning: jess self-analyzing and jessay-ing ahead

damn u actually wrote me a,,, psycho-analysis. first off, thank you??? thank u a lot actually. this is one of those moments where im like: damn how did u,, take the time out of ur day to actively spend time thinking abt MY birth chart and actively trying to say things about ME like i matter or deserve the effort. it's v nice, i appreciate it. Anyway, time to tell you if you're wrong or not!!

i read this last night at like,,, 1 am i think when you sent it. and i havent had time to get to it until now almost a full 24 hours later. sorry it took so long! busy day.

I don't personally think I change myself based on the people I'm around,, as in, like, I don't think I'm a two-faced person, or at least I don't try to be. I'm very upfront with my feelings and i dont dodge suspects and i dont put on masks. I do tend to go into "performer mode" depending on the situation but i never consider that... a false reality of who i am. So I think that's right on.

fun fact abt the leader thing - bc i think it's funny - once, I was at a park with my two closest friends and this little boy (like, 8 yo i think) started joking around with us and at some point looked at me and asked, "So, are you. like, the leader??" and my friends agreed in unison "yes" and I got a good laugh out of it. Also, molly (and others) kept saying last year I was full-on capable of running a cult (bottom!ash was the topic of interest) and I don't think they were wrong. But I don't personally like leading very much. I'm just so,, loud and assertive that I tend to be a bit too easy to follow.

I definitely don't lean towards independent tho, as much as some people think I do. If my roommate didn't remind me to do it, I wouldn't feed myself. I'm a bit of a messy horrible fuck, really.

And I'm definitely unconventional lmfao. I had a friend ask me the other day how my roommate handles my "jessisms." that's what my friends call them (I'm not even kidding) bc i am a very Specific Person. I'm hard to deal with, I know that. I try not to be!! But not much I can do abt it considering that's... how i am. And, as you've stated - and as everyone... has probably seen - I definitely don't willingly go along with something I don't like. I think someone called me out on it recently. That they wanted to like, pet my hair and calm me down bc I'm so mad all the time. which isn't true!! I'm not mad. I just feel,, very very deeply abt everything. and i get upset when i dont feel like anyone's listening.

"and once you care about someone, you care deeply, because attachments are hard to come by but when they do they are v strong." lmfao u wanna make me cry in the laundry room or smthn?? bro I'm trying to clean here. I'm An Aggressively Passionate Friend. And that scares people. don't i have a fucking line in a fic abt that or smthn ?? hold on. I DO!!! "And because he’s scared of letting go, he holds too tight and things squeeze right between his fingers" which is from Fine Print. Fun fact: this is actually a self @. My thing is tho, for someone like me, y'know, i have some pretty serious abandonment issues from my ~past~ and also I am unable to love someone romantically so the only true relationships i can have are platonic ones. and since my love doesn't go into romance, i concentrate all of it onto my friendships. and since i lose friends so much, i squeeze very very hard on ppl i do have at the current time. and then i choke them out like a boa constrictor accidentally. which is sad!! and i wish i didn't do that. but i think I've said before that, like, i dont feel as though people will ever be able to love me the way i love them or to the extent i love them. which, like, is very melodramatic and i know that. but it is how i feel and i cant help it so much. but also, it's not like i really let people love me back. i think bc I'm scared of loving them too much and then them leaving which seems to be a pretty common experience in my life (but also it's a common experience in everyone's y'know!! existence is an ever moving cycle and what not and people cycle in and then they let u love them and then they leave and that's life). hence why i prefer a nice little "thank you" to "I love yous" rather than returned affection. bc affection stresses me out bc i go "woah, if u give me this now, what's to stop you from making me believe you'll keep giving it in the future and then one day you'll end up leaving and taking it with you." i think life would be easiest if i gave out love and people took it and that was that. all of this sounds very dramatic lmfao, sorry.

jesus christ i am SO chatty. it's one of my jessisms. i must be talking all the time or I'll die. I'd say this paragraph is abt dead on. i would like to leave a positive impact on others. i personally would hope everyone would, y'know?? what r u doing on earth if not... helping? or creating joy in some facet. dude, i lie awake at night sometimes terrified that I've treated people the way they've treated me. i know i have surely fucked people up. I'm sure I've hurt people and i hate i have. i wish that i had better control of my impact but i know realistically no one does. u can control only yourself and the way that people react to you isn't really... ur fault. ur only a small part of your legacy after all. what's the hamilton lyric abt stories. "u have no control who lives who dies who tells your story" yeah that.

"you experience emotions such as hate and affection very intensely" bro i am a firecracker. I'm such a fucking,, up and down rollercoaster type of bitch. how can one feel so much all the time?? it baffles me, truly. and how people put up with it even a little baffles me even more. and i do prefer meaningful relationships. i would like to have people in my life that matter to me and that i matter to. i think a lot of my mindset hovers on, like, i wish that i meant half as much to people as they mean to me and whatnot. all that dramatic shit again yeah.

and the last paragraph I'd say is abt spot on!!

i don't hate any of them <3

thank you for taking time out of ur life to write all this up for me. it really means a lot. it's a bit jarring actually lmfao that u took the time out to do this and i might !! cry abt it !! bc I'm fun like that and it's 11 pm and my laundry isn't done.

#pigeon #me getting emo abt MYSELF on main?? could it be!!#i cant believe this!!#thank u #thank u thank u #got a lil emotional abt this eh #for no reason but ah #such is the Jess Way (trademark)

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fanficwritinggirl · 3 years

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This is due to the fact that when i was 14 years old i met Bill Weasley. And when i mean i met him i mean we were only introduced to each other. I was spending the summer at the Weasleys which i did every summer since i started Hogwarts. And this was the one time that Bill Weasley decided that he was going to come and spend a few days with his family and this was when i first met him.

I must admit that seeing him for the first time was like something out of a romance movie or novel. Like time litrally stopped. I remember looking at him and thinking that he was the most beautiful man that i had ever seen. He gave his family a cheerful good morning and kissed his mother on the cheek and then sat down opposite to me. I remember our eyes meeting and he smiled at me and offered his hand to me. "Bill Weasley nice to meet you. You must be Y/N L/N" he introduced. And he said it in the most sweetest way that it made me swoon. I gave him a small smile and a nod and he left it at that. I sat there listening to him talk about his work. And the passion that was in his voice when he spoke of it made me fall for him. I know that it is cleche but that is the only way that i can describe it. I had never met someone as amazing as Bill Weasley and i never shall as i declare that he is the most amazing person that i have ever met. And that might just be my dumb teenage mind but he is in all honsetly as passionate, beautiful individual.

2 years after the battle of Hogwarts i was now 19 years old and you could say that a lot of things had changed since then. Well for a start Ron and Hermione are together. Harry and Ginny are together. And our poor Fred was sadly killed in the battle to sum it up. The dynamic that had taken place in the Weasley house was never the same after the death of Fred. And i wouldnt expect anything less. I miss what the twins had. The pranks that they pulled. I feel as though the light had gone out. That the magic that once filled the home will never be whole again. And that broke my heart. But i am 19 now. An adult and i have to face the fact that life isnt full of happiness and that this was one of the many hard things that i was going to have to face.

Me and Ron sat in the sitting room of the weasley home playing an intense game of Wizards Chess. And once again i was losing. Ron was still the best chess player that i knew even 8 years later. I groan as Ron beats me once again. "Seriously Ron you have to at least give me a chance to win" i whine. He laughs. "Well maybe if you would practice more you might stand a chance of beating me" he boasts and i gasp. "Ronald Weasley dont be such a cocky git" i say as i hit him in the arm and he laughs at me as i sulk.

"What are you doing now Ron" Hermione asks as she walks in. Ron giggles. "She is sulking because i beat her again at Wizards Chess" he tells her. Hermione shakes her head and kisses his forehead. "Im sorry to tell you this Y/N but i dont think that you are ever going to beat him. Trust me i dont like to increase his ego but he is the best chess player and we both know that" she says sympathetically and i groan again and stand up. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. We know" i joke and we all laugh.

"Its lovely to see some laughing in here" a voice says and we turn and see Bill Weasley standing at the edge of the sitting room. I freeze not expecting Bill to be here. "Bill what are you doing here" Ron says happily as he stands up and goes to hug his brother. "Decided that i would stay a few days and grace you all with my presence" he states as he hugs Ron. I look at Bill and can see the bags that are under his eyes. Which honestly he looks better then what i expected to look like after everything that he had been through.

Not long after the battle of Hogwarts. Bill and his wife Fleaur divorced. I guess you could say that with the PTSD and the loss of Fred took a toll on their marriage and it inevetable ended in Fleaur leaving on morning and never coming back and a few weeks later divorce papers showed up at shell cottage and then Bill knew that his marriage was over. After signing the divorce papers he moved back in with the weasleys for a few months getting affairs in order and deciding what was the next move which for him was buying an apartment in the city so that he was closer to work and from what i had been told by the rest of the Weasleys his life had been work ever since. It was heartbreaking to see a man that was once so passionate about his work loose that spark because of a broken heart. I had seen him briefly a few months back when i was at diagon alley at the bank and i must admit he looked better now than he did then.

Bill pulls back from Ron and smiles at me and Hermione. "Its nice seeing you two again. Im sorry i havent been around much work and all" he apoligies and me and hermione shake our heads. "Bill dont worry about it. Works work. Your here now" Hermione says kindly. He grins at us. "Thank you that is really nice of you. I just wanted to come and see you all before i go and see Mum. You know her she is going to keep me stuck in converstation all night at this point" he jokes and we all laugh at that. Very well knowing what Molly Weasley was like. "Go on Bill go and see her now if you want to get to bed at a decent hour" Ron says giving him a pat on the back. Bill shakes his head with a grin on his face and heads off upstairs towards. My mind was racing now. Because all i could think about was the fact that the feelings that i had bedded deep down about Bill Weasley were now coming to the surface.

Which a few days later made me completely and utterly scrood. It started with just little things between me and Bill. One morning Molly asked us to wash the dishes and it was just our hands touching that i could feel the sparks that people talk about. All of us playing a game of ball and him moving the hair from the side of my face and staring into my eyes. Him opening the door for me with a smile. It was things like this that made me relise that i was hopelessly in love with Bill Weasley and i could be. He was one of my best friends brothers and that meant that it was a big no no in the eyes of my friendship with Ron which meant that i was going to have to keep my distance.

I was standing at the sink as i was washing the dishes which was something that i offered to always do as a way of helping Molly out which i didnt mind. I loved the view that the kitchen gave me. Right out onto the garden were Ron, George and Bill were currently messing around in the garden together. Casting funny spells on each other and the laughs that was coming from them was bittersweet as there was one Weasley that would have been there. And yes im talking about Fred. And obviously Percy is another weasley sibling which i must admit that after the battle he has tried more with the family but he is still the outsider in a way. I dont know much about Percy and i dont really want to know him all to well.

But back to the view. I loved looking at Bill mess around with his brothers. There was a look of happiness the old Bill in his eyes which i know that we have all missed. The Bill that i remember falling for when i was 14. But this Bill there was so much more to him and that made me more intregued.

"So which one of my brothers are you looking at and please tell me it is not Ron" a voice asks from behind me. I come out of my daze and turn and see Ginny standing behind me. I look at her shocked before shaking my head. "Why would i be staring at Ron Ginny" i ask her confused. She sighs. "Good that is the answer that i wanted now that means that there are only 2 of my brothers that you could have been staring at. Now is it my brother George who is a hilarious guy even though he isnt much anymore but still can be. And can make any girl fall with his jokes. Or is it my eldest brother Bill. Who is passionate, determined and someone who you have been in love with since you were 14. Now let me see ene meany miney..." she says but i cut her off.

"Ginny! Stop okay i know that you know" i burst and she smirks at me. "Of course i know. I know everything. And just to let you know i think you should go for it" she expalins to me with a smirk. I just looks at her and groan. "Ginny he was barley been divorced a year yet alone ready for anew relationship and anyway what about the age difference" i try to excuse so that she would stop talking about it. She shakes me head and me. "No no no. Dont start trying to feed me all of this age difference bs. Come on like 10 years isnt that bad. Like i mean there are people who get married to others who are like 40 years older than them. Which makes you and Bill normal" she trys to persuade me. I sigh and shake my head. "Like i said Ginny he and Fleaur have barely been split up a year. And anyway he probarbly doesnt look at me like that" i doubt and go back to washing the dishes.

"Look Y/N. I know how you feel i thought Harry thought the same thing about me but hey look at us now. We might think one way about something but you know we may be wrong. And i can see the way that you and Bill are together. The way that you two move around each other its like a dance. Its like you two are meant to move together. That you are meant to be together. And i believe in soulmates and i know that you two are. I never got any of this off of Bill and Fleaur. The connection but i do now. And im telling you to go for it. Trust me" she explains. I look at her shocked. Trying to take everything in. She gives me a smile knowing that i am going to think about it. Once she leaves a bend myself over the sink with both elbows on either side of it and put my head in my hands and sigh. This is just making things harder.

Later that night i lie in bed not being able to sleep. What Ginny had said to me had got me fucked up in the way that now i cant decide what to do. I get out of bed after trying for way to long to get to sleep and head down to the kitchen to get myself some milk to help me go to sleep. I walk down there and grab some milk from the fridge and pour some in a pot to put over the stove.

"Y/N" a voice asks and i turn around and see Bill standing there looking at me with sleepy eyes. "Sorry if i woke you"i apoligise. He shakes his head and walks further into the kitchen. "You didnt i was up doing some work" he informs me and i enternally groan. He needs to stop working so much. "Well anyway then. Sorry for disturbing you. Can i offer you a mug of warm milk i heard that it helps on feel more relaxed. Or at least it did when i was a child" i say and he laughs and nods his head. "Yes please but i have a little bit of a request on how to make it better" he says as he walks to the pantree and i pour some milk into some mugs. He comes back out and has some cinnamon in his hand and sprinkles it on the top of the milk. "Mum used to do this when we are little. It just made the drink feel more at home" he says. He turns his head up and looks at me straight in the eyes. And once again there it was. The spark. The connection that i felt was there. To my dissapointment he pulls back and looks at me with intent smile.

"Why dont you try it" he says to me referring to the milk. I break out of the trance that i was in and take a sip of the milk. And he was right. The drink tasted more of home. And now all i could think about when i thought of the milk was him. I see him take a drink of his milk before our eyes meet again. He moves the milk away from his lips and puts it on the counter. He moves closer to me and before i know what is happening his lips are on mine. And a zoo erupts in my stomach. I put my own milk down and wrap my arms around his neck as he deepens it. Devoruing my lips and feeling every part of my body. He moves his hands down to my ass and grabs it pulling me up into his arms before setting me down on the counter.

My breathes are heavy. It is so hard to breathe when i am so intoxicated with him. The feeling of him of my skin. The burning that i feel in my core. This man was a drug. He pulls aways and looks at me. He smirks when he sees me so out of breathe. He moves a part of my C/H out of my face and looks deep in my eyes.

"I have wanted to do that for some long you dont understand. From the first time that i saw you the other day. I knew that you were something else. Something about you was causing me to feel something that i have never felt before and i know now that is because you are my drug Y/N. Your my drug and i hope that i am yours" he asks me. All i can do is nod my head. "Your my drug Bill. And i want all of you" i tell him and once again i am being devoured by him. He lifts me up once again and lifts me upstairs to his room and you can fill in the rest.

The next morning i wake up with Bill lying naked next to me on his back with him slightly snorning next to me. I giggle and turn and stroke his cheek and also planting a kiss. His hands moves up and holds mine and he smiles. "Morning" he says and i smile. "Morning" i say as he kisses me. I sigh. He is my drug. He pulls me closer and groans. "We are going to have to tell them arent we" he asks. I nod as i curl into him. "Yeah we are but i have a feeling that they already know" i inform him and he looks at me confused. "And how would they know" he asks me cheekely. "Well i have a feeling that we may have not been that quiet last night" i say mischeviously. He smirks and leans closer. "I believe that you are correct on that but i would say that it was mostly you calling my name that they heard" he whispers in my ear and i moan. He flips us over and pins my hands over my head. "And i think that for you being a naughty girl and not being quiet last night i might need to punish you" he purrs. The feeling of my core heats up once again. "And how might you do that William" i ask him. I slowly feel him slide his hand down to my pussy and put a finger in and i groan. "I have a few ideas" he says before taking me.

You could say that we were correct. When we walked down the stairs everyone was looking at us. Molly and Arthur looked a little unconfertable. Which i dont blame them. I dont think they preferably wanted to hear their son having sex. Hermione, Ron, Harry and George looked completely shocked and Ginny of course was sitting there with a smug look on her face. Bill sighs. "Ok i know that most of you are shocked right now and i understand that completely. And im sorry that you had to hear that last night. But i just want to let you know that i love Y/N. I love her and some of you might think that it is a bit early after the divorce and all but i know its now. I know that what we feel for each other is stronger than anything that i have ever felt and that will never change. So all i ask is for you please just be happy for us" Bill exclaims. They all just blink at us before Ron is the first to speak.

"Can i just asks. From how hard your bed was going against the wall im surprised that you are even walking Y/N" he jokes. Molly wacks him around the head. "Ronald Weasley" she exclaims and we all laugh. We know that they accept us and Bill kisses my head before we head to the table. We recive some awkward hugs and pats on the back which was expected but at the end of the day i have Bill and Bill has me.

#bill weasley #bill weasley imagine #bill weasley x reader #harry potter #hp stuff #harry potter smut #george weasley x reader #george weasley #ron weasley #hermione granger #molly weasley #ginny weasley #draco x y/n #draco x you #draco malfoy #draco x reader

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killthe-illusionarydreams · 4 years

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Ashes To Ashes

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Request: ‘Please could you write a Fred Weasley imagine where you’re inside the burrow when Bellatrix sets it on fire and Fred runs in to get you out?? Thank you, I’m really loving you writing!’ For anonymous

Ps- i havent read the books or seen the movies in a while so I kinda went w the time it was fleur & bills wedding & intergrated it w that, sorry if its not what u wanted but I did write Bellatrix’s attack in x

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Today was the big day. For today was the the day where Fleur & Bill were finally to be wed. For their celebration to erase war from anyones thoughts, today they were just two kids in love, not undercover Order Workers. Today they were simply girl & boy.

“Oi Y/N hurry up, Fleur’s asking for you” Ginny shouts practically breathless as she runs past your room, trying to find Hermione for the bride.

You pick up the gorgeous bouqet that earlier today you picked up from the florist for the woman and made your way downstairs into the living room. As you take a closer look, you notice something is off. Fleur was standing rigidly still, looking in the mirror unblinking.

“Fleur, darling, are you alright?”

The woman remained silent, Y/N had no idea what to do, she’d never seen her friend so paniced, so immobile. Ever since Y/N’s sixth year (after the Triwizard Tournament) the two kept in contact, maintaining a solid friendship with the other, who wouldve known that years later Fleur would join the family that you had already been apart of.

“Its okay to be nervous.” You sit beside the Frenchwoman “Just talk through it” grabbing her hand you pull her down to sit beside you.

“It’z all so scary Y/N. I love Bill, I really do, but what if he realises he doesnt feel the same about me and leaves me there?” She faces you, eyes glossed over

That caused you to frowm slightly “Bill loves you more than he loves life itself Fleaur, everybody knows that he’d do anything for you just to see you happy- not many can say that they have a person like that.” You smile lightly, thinking about your person. “You constantly say how much you love him, so if you stil feel that for him, theres no need to be scared of getting married-These are the normal pre wedding doubts, none of them are true. Besides, I’m sure if Bill tried to run away from such a gorgeous and talented person as you, Molly would raise havoc and go to the ends of the earth to get him back.”

Fleur looks up at you, smiling, but with stray tears going down her face “Thank you Y/N” she throws herself forward and hugs you “It’s just a big step & I’ve been so emotional lately because of-“ she hesitates

A look of realisation dawns on you and you beam, hugging her once more but tighter “You’re joking? Congratulations!” You give her a peck on the cheek “Does Bill know?” You queried as she shook her head

“Non, I only confirmed it a week ago. Please dont tell anyone Y/N.” She looks at you with pleading eyes and you vigorously nod

“Of course. I wont say a thing, this is your secret. But how about we start getting ready for your wedding hmm.”

As Y/N started to do Fleurs makeup, Hermione rushed in with the wedding dress that her and Molly had been making final adjustments to, Ginny was running around frantically trying to get all the guests in the right places and seats. Once commisioning your help to shout at a group of loiterers to leave the premises because they wouldnt listen to the red head girl. All in all, after many hours, Fleaur was ready.

“You look gorgeous.” Gabrielle beamed at her sister

“Stunning.”

“Ethereal.”

“I might just steal you from Bill” you wink and cause her to laugh and blow you a kiss “I’ll go get everyone ready, you still have plenty of time to relax.” Handing Gabrielle the bouqet, you rush out of the room, which proved to be quite difficult in heels. But bearing through the pain, you get outside and see rows and rows of the fragile golden chairs set on either side of the long purple carpet. The supporting poles to the gazeebo top were entwined with gorgeous white and gold flowers. As you look to where there was supposed to be an enormous bunch of balloons, you frown to see it bare.

“George!” You shout getting his attention “Wheres Fred? You were supposed to the balloons up ages-“ you feel strong arms pick you up and spin you around, making you let out a shriek of surprise, thankfully not loud enough to get the attention of the others

“I’m here my love, disposable at your command.” He purrs into your ear, sending chills down your spine

“Put me down asshole” you laugh and turn to face him, before you could manage to say anything you were taken aback at how he looked. “You got a haircut.” You stated plainly and ran a hand through his hair as he put his arms around your waist.

“Correction, George cut my hair when I wasnt paying attention so ‘people would be able to tell the difference between us’” he wrinkled his nose

You stare at him, dumbstruck “As if the hole on the side of his head wasnt enough.” Fred laughs and says thats what he said “I like it, it suits you.”

Fred grins and kisses you, “Lets face it Y/N you like anything when its to do with me.”

You roll your eyes and hum in agreement “Thats because I love you Fred. But I will seriously consider breaking up with you if you dont get the balloons up as you promised.”

Fred gives you a small peck & jumps back from you “I’m on it!” and runs over towards his brother to finally do what he had to. You smile at him, reminiscing at how you managed to fall in love with such an idiotic man, yet you could never wish for more. Fred Weasley was truly perfect.

Shaking your head you turn back to the guests that were not where they were supposed to be before shouting “Get to your seats and away from the food please! Thats for after the ceremony!” You swat their hands before adding “If you dont know where youre supposed to be, go to Hermione and Molly, they will tell you.” You motion to the pair before walking around to make last minute adjustments.

The wedding ceremony went beautifully, Fleur was walked down with her bridesmaids: Gabrielle & Ginny. When in sight, she rendered everyone breathless, she was ethereal, the most gorgeous a person could possibly look. Molly teared up from the get go at the sight of her eldest marrying, many more joined in when they said their vows. You could not believe that the day of your friends wedding had finally arrived. Throughout the entire sitting down portion of the ceremony, Fred was holding your hand and rubbing circles on it, an assurance that through everything you went through- you were still together- still alive.

The loud music was ringing through the field, dancing bodies surrounded you, but you paid them no mind, your main focus on Fred.

“Did I tell you how gorgeous you look Y/N?”

You laugh lightly as you sway to the beat “No, I must’ve missed it the other ten times you said it”

“Well you do, absolutely bewitching, are you sure you didnt use a love poition on me? I never knew feeling this was possible.” He jokes as he spins you

“Must be my natural charm and charisma that got you so captured Fred.”

“Must be.” He mutters softly looking into your eyes. Fred was completely besotted by you, more than anyone had ever seen him be, he just knew that Y/N was perfect. The way that she’d light up any room she walked in, the way that she’d never back down from a challenge, and just simply how she made him feel. Dear Merlin he loved the girl. “After this do you fancy going away for a bit?”

You look at him sceptically “Planning out your murderous fantasies are we?”

He laughs and shakes his head “You’re impossible. No, since the shops closed I thought we could go away somewhere before everything with the war kicks off, I want as much time with you as I can get.”

“Oh” you forgot that the wizarding world was on the brink of war “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that. But if you sneak George along i swear to Merlin I will live through my murderous fantasy & kill the pair of you.”

Fred chuckles again, before nodding “Promise, no George. I think he got an eyefull when he barged into our room without knocking.”

“Serves him right.” You mumble “I told him on multiple occasions to knock.”

The rest of the song died down and you stayed in Freds arms for a moment, before he was being wisked away to dance with Aunt Muriel, he held an awfully sour look as you giggled when she hounded on him to straighten his back, then saying that he was too tall.

“I’m a bit cold, I’ll go get a jacket then I’ll be right back” Y/N kissed his cheek & left to get back inside the burrow. Thinking nothing of it, she poured herself another drink, smiling to herself at how Fred would have to have another dance with Muriel. What an awful woman.

Unbeknown to the girl, a silver patronus intruded on the celebration to announce grave news. “The Ministary has fallen. The Minister of magic is dead. They are coming. They are coming.” Everyone scrabled to find their loved ones, to make sure that they were safe, but before Fred even had the chance to look for Y/N, everything burst into havoc. The gazeebo was now engulfed in flames, Death Eaters showing up everywhere to curse them.

“Y/N!” Fred shouted, frantically looking around for the girl “Y/N!”

He turned around and was greeted by a paniced Mr Weasley “Theres not much time Fred, I dont know where she is, you need to get to safety and leave. Now!”

Fred ignored his fathers protests and ran, dodging various spells being shot from either side. He had to find you, he had to know you were safe.

An abrupt crash jolts you back into reality, you get up to run and go outside but with a sudden ‘whoosh’ and black smoke- two Death Eaters appear infront of you.

“Shit.” You mumble & grab your wand, quickly dodging their spells you manage to knock one out & try to deal with the other. “You’re quite persistant-“ blue sparks shoot from your wand, the figure ran upstairs & you follow.

“And you’re associated with mud-blood scum!” A flash of green emerged from their wand that narrowly missed you, you grin

“You missed.” You kick a chair at the figure, momentarily distracting them to cast a spell “Stupefy! Petrificus totalus!” As the figure was knocked out & bound together, you walk over and spit out “Get a life, prick” snapping their wand in two.

In the middle of your fight, you had not noticed that the commotion outside had turned to an arsonists playground. looking through the window you call for Fred, hearing no response your heart stops, you leave the room & try to get down the stairs but now they were already engulfed by flames.

“Oh shit” you panic and shoot spells at it to stop the fire from spreading, but to no avail, it only got worse. Smoke was now clouding your vision, realising that if you were not to jump down you’d perish in this fire. Letting out a short breath, you hype yourself up for the leap of your life “You can do it Y/N. Come on” violetly coughing, you jump. Unfortunately landing a fair few stairs too high. Unbearable pain shoots up through your leg & you cry out in pain.

Sinking to the floor you couldnt even move, the pain in your arm and leg restricting you. This was it, this would be how you die. All alone, with no one to help you, no one to save you. In a burning house. Yet the only thought racing through your mind was ‘Is Fred safe’. Thankfully most of the fire was behind you, the staircase had completely gone up in flames however, the roof was begining to crumble down. A plank toppled down, narrowly missing you, but making the room next to you catch on fire.

As you were losing conciousness you hear a strained yell “Y/N!” You try to respond, but all that came out was a series of violent coughs “Y/N im coming, hang on!” You couldn’t see what was happening, i dont know if it was the thick cloud of smoke or the fact that you were breathing most of it in, but your vision blurred.

A faint figure emerged, breathless, trying to get through the flames & to you fast enough “Hey Y/N ive got you, im here.” You felt yourself being picked up & your body fell like a ragdoll. “Oh merlin dont die on me Y/N.” Was the last thing you heard before passing out.

The abrupt light and noise woke you up, yet you were unable to open your eyes, they were far too heavy for the little energy you had. Were you dead? Is this what death felt like?

“Stop pacing Fred, she’ll be fine.” You heard a voice say, however, unable to distinguish who it belonged to “shes a strong girl, the nurses said so.”

“Yeah they also said she’d wake up yesterday, so my apologies if I dont believe what they have to say.” He snapped

Fred. Oh yes, Fred. He came into the building to save you didnt he? So that answered your question of being dead. You were very much alive, but dear Merlin you were in unbearable pain.

“She’ll be up and about soon though? Her body was exhausted thats why shes sleeping so long right?” He continued, sounding unsure. Well if this is how they reacted to you passing out you wouldn’t want to know how theyd react if you died.

“And id appreciate it if I could sleep some more.” You croak out as you let your eyes open. Coming to face the whole clan of distressed red heads, Harry, Hermione & Fleur.

Fred snaps to face you and a look of relief washes over his features “Y/N” he whispers and rushes to your side hugging you “You’re okay. You’re alive. Thank Merlin.”

You try to chuckle, which abruptly turns into a wheze “I’m okay yeah, in a lot of pain but I’m fine.” Fred retreats from you, an apologetic look on his face.

“Come on kids lets give them some space.” Molly ushers everyone out of the room “I’m glad you’re okay Y/N” she sends you a smile and leaves the room for you and Fred to be alone.

Moments pass with Fred just looking at you with glassy eyes before he abruptly let out “You bloody scared me half to death!”

You motion for him to help you sit up “Oh I do apologise that me nearly burning in a fire scared you. I wasnt very happy about it either.”

Fred looks at you speachless, confused at how you can joke about it so soon. He remains quiet before letting out a big sigh and hanging his head into his lap “I thought I lost you.” He mumbles, barely loud enough for you to hear

“Hey, look at me.” You say and put his face into your left hand with the little energy you have “I’m okay, I’m alive. And so are you” he smiles faintly before you continue “Obviously as gorgeous as ever, so nothing irreversible happened.”

He laughs “Obviously.”

While in the room Fred filled you in on what happened, that after the Death Eaters showed up & they fought them off- Bellatrix Lestrange set fire to the burrow & he ran in to get you out. He told you that you passed out & that you had to be taken to St Mungos to treat your broken leg and the burn on your arm.

“The nurses said you were lucky to get out alive Y/N” he said lowly, not being able to bear the thought of your death.

“Im alive because of you Fred. Thank you.” You offer a weak smile “There were two Death Eaters in the house when it burned up-“

“Thats not on your concious to bear, Its on Bellatrix Lestrange.”

You nod, in all honesty you didnt feel bad that they perished in the fire- their downfall was their own undoing. But what was on your mind was the fire burn “When I’m better do you recon I’ll l have a cool badass scar?”

Fred shakes his head as he holds your hand, of course thats what Y/N is thinking about “‘course you will, It’ll become part of badass backstory.”

“Good” you mumble and close your eyes. After a long silence you relax back into your pillow, the sleeping draft & skelly-grow hitting you like a brick. You begin to mumble incoherent sentences

“Hey Freddie?”

He looks at your peaceful face, all calm against the pillow and responds “Yes my love?”

After a little pause of small mumbles, you ask “When I’m better, can we leave for our trip?”

“Whatever you want Y/N.” He smiles lightly & watches you drift off to sleep, hoping that ‘better’ would come along faster.

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Ahh okay hi! Omg this took so long to write, again sorry its not the actual bellatrix fire story, i jus forgot how it happened & when I remembered I wrote too much of it. <33

#slytherin #harry potter #hogwarts #hufflepuff #gryffindor #ravenclaw #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #draco malfoy #fred weasley x slytherin #fred weasley imagines #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley #fred and george #fred weasley x slytherin!reader #hermione granger #ron weasley

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lumosandnoxwriting · 3 years

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HI MADS!!!!!

hopefully the 3k celebration isnt over already because 😔😔😔✋

congrats on 3k you deserve it so so much🥺🥺🥺

okay okay so 👽 cym as types of flowers!!!! or candy brands!!! or colors!!! (pick your favorite or whatever you havent done lol)

👾 for the titles: "row, row, row your boat gently down the stream" and "open up a window"

anddddd that's it :3 i cant think of anything else Nskandjgjgj

OKAY IM DONE CONGRATS AGAIN MWAH MWAH :D ILYSM!!!!!!

HI JESS!!! thank you so much lovely!!!! mwah ily2!!!!!! 💖💖

my follower celebration event is now closed, I’m just finishing up the rest of the asks in my inbox!! thank you to everyone who participated!

👽 - cym as types of flowers

you as a lilac

@spacexcowgirl as a rose

@lumos-barnes as a yellow daisy

@loony-loopy-lupinn as a sunflower

@starlightweasley as lavender

@darthwheezely as a gardenia

@weelittleweasley as a dahlia

@parseltongueswriting as a hyacinth

@wand3ringr0s3 as a Minecraft tulip

👾 - made up title game!

“Row row row your boat gently down the stream”

Okay so this is absolutely a fred x reader, dad!fred fic. Where he sings the row row row your boat nursery rhyme to his daughter whenever she’s upset or crying to help comfort her and he sings it to her as she falls asleep. And it’s just kind of their thing, you know?? so there’d be a bunch of little scenes of him singing it to her at different parts of her life. but then as she grows up she starts to hate it a little bit because she’s getting older now and it makes her feel like a baby so she asks Fred to stop singing it to her. And it makes him sad but he agrees because he doesn’t want to make her upset. until the night before she leaves for Hogwarts when Fred is saying goodnight she asks him to sing it to her again and he kinda teases her about how she told him it makes her feel like a baby. And then she admits that she’s scared about going off to Hogwarts and being away from him and he gets all emo and he lays in bed next to her and holds her as he sings to her softly, and when he’s done he reminds her that she’ll always be his baby no matter what, and when she’s off at school and misses him all she has to do is sing their song and it’ll be as if he’s right there with her.

“Open up a window.”

This one would be a post!war, Fred dies (sorry), George x reader fic. and so there’s this Danish tradition that when someone dies you open up a window as a symbol of not only letting them go but also letting new, fresh air in as a reminder that there’s always a new better day on the horizon. Anyway, after Fred dies George refuses to open any of the windows of the flat because he’s not ready to move on yet, and he thinks that by keeping the windows closed he’s keeping fred’s spirit with him. And then one day when he's out on his daily walk around Diagon Alley that Molly makes him do he runs into the reader who he hasn’t seen since school and they stand there and talk for a bit and it makes him feel a bit more normal, like before the war. and so every day when George bumps into her they stand there talking for longer and longer each day until it’s starting to get dark out and George invites her out to dinner. and being with y/n has made him so genuinely happy and has made him start to look forward to each new day and so when he finally gets back to his flat that night he opens up a window because he knows fred will always be with him no matter what and he's finally ready for a fresh new part of his life to start.

#3k event #3k event title game #3k event cym

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siriuslystargazing · 4 years

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I new I could count on you

Request: hiii, I see your request are open and I was hoping for a sirius x reader based in book 5, the time when Molly and Sirius have an argument and reader steps up for Sirius? thank you!

A/N: Yess oo this is going to be good !! i feels right to be back in the grove again no Uni work to worry about so lets get this ball rolling :) quick disclaimer, my spelling is bad i have dylexcia sorry but hopefully its not that bad... i havent read the books in a few years but hope you like it :))

Summary: after all this time sirius can always count on you to back him.

Grimmauld palace was far from a palace to Sirius, he saw this place as more a prison than anything, no matter how much Molly cleanend the walls always seemd to hold the memories and dirty secrets that the black family held. The newest secret the walls held were the wearabouts of Harry Potter, Harry was relived to finally leave his tiny room at 4 private drive much be his new room was a somewhat dusty upgrade but he could live with it he was finally with his family again. but the reunion had to wait a while as the Order meeting was getting a little intense in the kitchen “Well Well Well” George Weasly Started “if it isnt Harry” Fred followed “want to know whats happening down stairs then?” the twins quized smirking bettween themselves

“i have a feeling your going to do whatever it is wether or not i agree” Harry replied, the twins shared a look and nodded Harry smiled and followed the weaslys to the stairs

“surly we shouldnt be doing this we’re not in there for a reason” hermionie stressed watching the twins lower the ear down listing on to the convosation...

in the Kitchen the table played host to a mix of wizards and witches, Sirius sat inbeteewn Remus and Y/N with Molly oppersit all four of them in a heated debate over harry “ Molly, Harry has a right to know about what is happening, if it wasnt for him we wouldnt know that Voldamort was back! he isnt a child molly ” Sirus started earning a frustrated huff “but he isnt an Adult either, he is not James-” Y/N flinched at the name sirius took note and placed his hand in hers giving a reasuring squeez “-He is not your Son! Molly!-”Y/N began “ Harry is our Godson we have a duty of care for him -”

“Oh please Y/N ! where have you two been for the past 12 years, one of you was rotting in Azkaban and you were galavanting across Asia”

“shut up you slimey Git thats my Wife your talking to!” sirius shot from his seat slaming his palms on the table silencing Snape.

“oh Enough of this the lot of you, i say we leave the meeting here and get dinner on” Molly disbanded the meeting opening the kitchen door and calling everyone down for dinner,

“Harry Potter!” sirius Greeted embracing the teen in a tight hug “i have someone very imortant here for you to meet” pulling away and waving Y/N over to them

“Hello Bambi” Y/N started, Tears pricked at her eyes as she took in the teen before her, he really was a spitting image of James “im Y/N, Your Godmother, i want to apologise for not being in your life i was told you died that night and well...” Y/N trailed off but was embraced in hug from Harry “its okay Y/N its nice to finally meet you Remus and Sirus told me so much about you !”

“not to cut the reunion short my love but i belive Molly is ready to plate up dinner”

“oh yes of course!”

Each sat at the table Whilst molly continued to cut vegetables as Arther informed HArry on his Hearing at the Ministry “this is very peculiar Harry, your hearing at the ministry is to be infront of, well the enitre Wizard front..”

“but i dont understand what has the Ministry got against me ?”

“Show him” Moody Grunted from the Shadows “he will find out soon enough beter to just show him now” more looks were exchanged at the table until Kingsly grabed a copy of the profit showing Harry the headline, sirius sighed “dont worry they have been attacking Dumbledor aswell”

“we belive Fudge is using his influence and power over at the profit to discourage the rumors of Voldemorts return, and he is deluded, fudge thinks Dumbledor is after his job!” Y/N continued

“but thats insane No one would-” “Thats exactly the point Harry! Fudge isnt in his right mind, its been twisted by fear, and the last time Voldamort gained this much power, he nearly destroyed everything we hold dear to us” Remus cut in looking towards Y/N and Sirius with a small smile “and the minister we will do anything in his power to avoid that truth”

Sirius and Y/N looked at eachother for a moment Nodding in silent agreement “We think, he wants to build up his army again..14 years ago he had a huge following not just witches and Wizards but other dark creatures and he has started up again, the order have done the same but gathering followers isnt the only thing hes interested in... we belive Voldamort is after somthing” The sound of mollys chopping grinded to a halt “Sirius” Moody warned but Sirius ingnored and continued “Somthing he didnt have Last time-”

“No! thats Enough, he. is. Jusy. a. BOY!” Molly orderd her Knife claterted to the table as she rushed to Harrys side “you say much more and you might as well induct him into the order”

“great i’d love to Join” HArry Protested “if Voldamort is raising an army i want to be a ble to fight” Sirius didnt reply but gave molly a look and clapped

“he has a point” Y/N spoke her voice quite, sirius gave harry a wink “Excuse me!”

“Molly, Harry has a right to know and its Sirius and my duty to inform him of what is happening, you cant shield him away from this its his life, he might not have asked for it but we cant keep him hidden from the inevitable, and last time i checked and i did in asia you can’t change a profacy like this its self fufiling no matter how hard you try it will happen, all we can do is support him and help him.” the table was silent apart from a small wimper form Ron as he noticed his Mothers look

“But he is just a Boy Y/N, What would James and Lily think? why on earth they made you two his Godparents is beyond me? both of you are reckless, young and have no -”

“HOW DARE YOU QUESTION THEM! THEY TRUSTED US FOR A REASON, MAYBE IF YOU NEW THEM THE WAY WE DID YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND BUT YOU DONT MOLLY! everything i have done was for Harry, for them, they asked me to figure out a way to save Harry and i did i travled across the world to find a way to save him, so dont you ever question my husband or my friends actions” Y/N argued, everthing she did for the past 14 years was to find a way to save harry, Lily asked her to do it, Lily trusted Y/N like James trusted Sirius.

Molly was shocked she hadnt known much of the witch before her, only that she was a well known unspeakable, at every meeting she was quite always sat between Sirius and Remus not say much, but tonight she new that Y/N was hot headed and would do anything to protect her frends and family she sighed and went back to the cooking, Remus let out a low laugh “you always were a hot head and you still are, trust me harry dont ever get on her bad side, that isnt the worst she can do”

“oi, Thats my loving wife!” sirius smirked pulling Y/N kissing her temple “I new i can count on you, at least you didnt set the curtains on fire this time”

“Dont push it fleabag” Y/N smirked, sending an apologentic smile to Molly across the Table “setting curtains on fire?”

“It was summer 1976...”

#Sirius Black #sirius black x reader #hp ootp #harry potter #older sirius x reader #marauders x reader #sirius black #hp fanfiction #marauders #sirius x reader #padfoot #remus lupin #order of the phoenix

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ally-writes-many-things · 4 years

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Frist Kiss. (Jay Halsted)

Summary: You didnt want to date but Jay wore you down

Words: 1303

Requested: yes

Prompts:

Warnings or A/N: Sorry for thr spelling and grammerr errors. I didnt feel like correcting them.

It had been a very busy day and everyone was running around. Paitent after paitent. It was like everyone collectively decided to go to the E.D today. You had only been working three hours but it felt like you had worked a double. "Yes, you're free to go,"

You walked out of the room and squirted some hand santizer on your hand as Maggie called over to you, "Everyone else is busy, you have any patients right now?"

You shook your head. "No. Mr. Belvins was my last one,"

"Halstead is in Triage one,"

You eyed her. "Which Halstead?"

"Jay,"

You nodded and walked over to Triage. You pulled the curtain over and walked into the room. You saw Jay laying down on the bed. "So, Mister Halstead, what can I do for you today?"

He sat up and looked at you. "Oh just got into an inccident at work. Everyone seemed like they wanted to come to the E.D today, huh?"

"Pretty much, now tell me what happened during this inccident,"

"I was wrestling with prep and we both kinda fell from a 2nd story balcony,"

You stopped what you were doing and looked at him. "I know you are a officer and their frist thought is to catch the bad guy and protect the public but just some times, you can look after yourself,"

Jay didn't answer you. "Okay, are you in pain still?"

"Just a little. Voight made me come in and get looked at,"

---

You had sent Jay up to get x-rays and cat scans and everything you thought he needed to make sure he was gonna be okay.

It had been about an hour after his test came up all negative, you were about to go tell him when Will had stopped you. "So, is my brother finally in serious trouble?"

You shook your head. "No, come with me, I'm about to go tell him,"

Will nodded.

You had pulled the curtain completely over and Jay was sitting straight up. "If you dragged my brother into this, it must be bad news,"

You shook your head no. "Not this time, I just asked him to come because he stopped me before I started walking to tell you but I'm really surprised, you're not paraylized or dead accoeding to your file,"

"What can I say? I'm good at my job,"

"Or you suck at it,"

You said that without realizing it.

"Oh, I like you,"

You rolled your eyes. "Well anyways, you are free to go and please take care of yourself. You might not get a next time,"

You started walking from the room when Jay called after you. "Hey wait,"

You turned around. "Yes?"

"Let me take you out to dinner to celebrate,"

"I'm sorry but no,"

"Why not?"

"I don't date people who don't care about their lives,"

---

For the next couple of weeks, Jay would come into the hospital to try to win you over but you ingored any attempt. You were filling out paperwork when Will walked up to you and bumpped your arm. "Jay's here. Are you going to finally say yes? You know you want too, You guys would be so cute. You would have him wrapped around your finger,"

You rolled your eyes. Ever since, Will found out that Jay asked you out, he was non-stop teasing you about it. You were about to punch him in the arm when you felt a presence standing next to you, you looked over at who it was and it was Jay. Jay didn't even look at you. You opened your mouth to say no to him again but he beat you to it. "Will, I'm looking for a male about mid-30's white was brought in here about twenty minutes ago, GSW,"

Will nodded. "This way,"

Will then looked at you. "Think about it,"

You watched them go into a room, confused, becuase Jay always made a comment towards you even when he was super busy. This case must be a pretty bad one. You ingored the sting that it caused and went on with your day.

You had walked out of a paitent's room about ten minutes later, when you see Jay walking out of the room and towards the exit. No look at you. No comment. Nothing. "Everything okay, Halstead?"

He turned aorund and nodded. "Yep, we got the shooter in custody, just wanted to see what the victim story was,"

You nodded. "Oh..so why the cold shoulder?"

Jay looked at you. "Becuase, I'm done. I'm done wasiting my time on a girl that doesn't want me,"

Jay said his goodbye and left.

Not gonna lie that kinda hurt.

The next few days, you didn't hear from Jay nor see Jay and it was making your mind go a mile a minute. You weren't going to lie, him coming in every other day to try to convince you was working, you didn't realize it until it was too late. You saw Will walking out of a room. You walked up to him. "Hey, how's your brother?"

"He's good. I guess,"

"Do you know where I could find him?"

"Try Molly's after shift,"

You nodded and started to walk off.

"Why?"

"I feel bad for the way things ended,"

After shift, you had changed into normal clothes and drove to Molly's. You only ever been there once or twice when April held a party there. You opened the door to Molly's and it wasn't really packet. Only a few people. You quickly spotted Jay sitting alone at one of the booths. Your heart broke when you seen that. He didn't notice you until you spoke to him. "Mind if I sit?"

"Go for it,"

You sat down and looked at him. "Look, I'm so-"

"Why are you apoligzing? You didn't do anything wrong?"

"I-"

"You told me from the get go, you weren't interested in me but I didn't listen and I learned my lesson the hard way. Sometimes, you gotta get your heart broken before you realized,"

"I broke your heart?"

Jay took a sip from his beer. "Yep. My fault though. I should have realized you would like something like my brother,"

You luaghed hard when he said that. "You think I like your brother?"

"I seen the way you two act around each other and the 'think about it' thing,"

You rolled your eyes and made Jay scoot over so you were sitting next to him. "That thing was him talking about how I should give YOU a chance, you dim-wit. I don't like your brother,"

"Oh,"

"Look, Jay. The real reason, I didn't want to date you is because I've never had a real relationship, yes I went on a dates but never had a real boyfrined. Hell, I havent even had a first kiss. I've just been to busy with studying medicine and getting top in my class to care, so what I'm saying is that I don't know how to do relationships,"

"Oh,"

"But you stop coming to see me for the past week made me realize that I do want to try with you. I know it might be too late, but I'm willing to try if you are,"

You looked over at Jay but he was already look at you. He didn't say anythin but leaned over to you and kissed you.

You just had your first kiss with a guy that you were pretty sure, you could fall in love with.

Before you could even get into the kiss, Jay pulled away. "I'm so sorry, I just took your frist kiss away and I-"

You shook your head and kissed him back.

You didn't care that he took your frist kiss, you were happy that it was him.

#jay halstead #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead x you #chicago pd #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x imagine #one chicago

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bitchinlyras · 5 years

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the inbetween

go easy on me - i havent written harry potter fanfiction since i was like 13. anyways here’s a quick lil ron/hermione thing set the first night after the war.

It’s very strange to see the Gryffindor common room and dormitories so intact after everything that’s just happened. A couple of paintings have fallen down and some curtains have been torn from their posts, but that’s it.

People are settling down on couches and mattresses are being magicked and spread across the floor of the common room.

Ron wonders vaguely why people aren’t going home, but then he thinks about it. They’d have to move Fred’s body. And Remus’ and Tonk’s. They'd have to say goodbye to people. They’d have to make sure Hogwarts was going to be okay, that there’d be people to fix it back up. It occurs to him that they’ll probably be these people.

The whole thing just sounds exhausting, and like everybody else around him, he needs to fucking sleep.

Tonight is the night of the between. The war is over, but after the war doesn’t start till tomorrow.

The injured and most in need are given the beds in the dormitories, but everyone insists Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville also sleep in a bed, considering everything.

They refuse at first, but give into the insistence without much effort. They’re too tired to do anything else.

It’s Ron who shakes his head vehemently as he stands with his family. “No way, I’ll sleep here with you guys,” he says.

“Ron,” Arthur says, the tiredness weaved seamlessly into his voice, “go sleep in your bed. If the rest of us had that luxury, Merlin knows, we’d take it. You need this.”

Molly wraps Ron up into a hug and he feels tears spring into his eyes.

“We’re so proud of you, Ron,” Molly says, stepping away from her son, tears in her eyes too, “of all of you,” she adds to the others. “Now go sleep.”

Ron feels a hand that he knows belongs to Hermione slip into his, and he lets her lead him upstairs.

It feels so arbitrary to be back in their dorm room, but Ron has flopped onto his bed before he can process any of this.

They don’t really talk. There’s nothing to talk about. They’ve done the thing they set out to do.

They kick off their shoes and slink under their covers, hoping sleep will come as fast as they desire it.

Ron’s bed is in between Harry’s and Dean’s -- currently occupied by Hermione. He lies on his side, watching Harry, who has fallen asleep.

Ron wonders how he could be sleeping so soundly and then realises for the first time in his entire life Harry doesn’t need to fear Voldemort being in his mind as he sleeps.

Ron turns over to face Hermione. She’s awake. Watching him.

Their eyes hold one another's in the darkness. Hermione’s dark eyes reflecting the light of the moon and Ron’s pale eyes glinting in the night.

“I can’t sleep,” he croaks.

“Me either,” she whispers.

There’s a pause. Eye contact.

“Hermione?”

“Yeah?”

“Would you wanna, um…” his voice trails off, and he gestures at his bed, “just to, y’know, sleep.”

She gets out her bed without a reply and climbs into his like it’s second nature -- and it is, in a weird way.

They look at each other for a moment, closer than they’ve ever been, and Ron wants to kiss her. But he doesn’t.

Hermione turns around, and Ron moves hesitantly to spoon her. She pulls his arms around her and he nuzzles into the back of her neck. They shut their eyes. They let themselves revel in the other being so close.

They’ve never been so tired. It’s in their muscles; it’s in their bones. Their bodies are sinking into the bed and they let them gladly.

“Ron,” Hermione murmurs, breaking them from their near slumber.

“Mmm?” He keeps his eyes shut, half of him asleep.

“You’re holding just a little tight.”

“Oh,” he loosens his grip, “sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

A beat. Silence. She can hear a bird outside; the breathing in the room.

“Hermione?”

There’s a strain in his whispered voice and she turns around.

“What happens now?” He asks. The question fills the room.

She leans forward just too enough to kiss him briefly and softly. A brush of lips to comfort.

Hermione looks at him. “I don’t know,” she replies honestly.

They fall asleep eventually, and Harry awakes before them. He watches them for a moment, feeling suddenly lonely.

#hp #harry potter #romione #ron x hermione #romione fanfic #hp fanfic #mywriting

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thirtyisdirty · 4 years

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Secrets We Keep - chapter 1

I did a thing and posted a new story. I hinestly havent written fanfiction actively since 2013/2014 or so and only wrote a one shot Harry Potter fic. The rest were written many moons ago about a now defunct soap opera called Passions. This story has been ruminating in my mind for about a decade. I hope I can do justice to what's in my brain. Totally Au.

Trigger Warning: mentions of infertility

Ron’s eyes scanned the window of the jewelry store in Muggle London. He’d been there before - plenty of times, actually. There was a jewelry store Hermione fancied. Their designs were different and for some reason caught her eye more than the goblin made pieces he’d find in Diagon Alley. It had to be perfect. They’d been through so much in the last few years. The tears and heartache were so fresh in his mind. The pavé rose pendant shone in the overhead lights – Ron knew this was exactly what he had been looking for. In a few months, their little Rose would arrive and hopefully, heal so much of the pain they’d been through.

With his hand on the buzzer to allow entrance to the store. That was when he noticed it. The signage on the shop was levitating. Ron smile to himself and looked around to find the source. Of course, there were other Wizards and Witches who frequented Muggle London but, he knew this magic was done by a child who had just discovered the things they could do.

Ron smiled thinking of the trouble he and his siblings had gotten into as children. Interest piqued, he looked around the square to see if he could place the little witch or wizard in training. His eyes fell on a little girl with a mop of dark curls and brilliant emerald eyes that were full of delight as she ran from the woman desperately trying to keep up with her.

“Maia,” she called frantically.

Not looking back Ron watched as she made a beeline for the flowers, she’d set to change color.

Against his better judgement, he headed her off, his height and long gait made ten times the progress of her chubby little legs. He sat on the bench in front of the girl, not wanting to alarm her.

“Hullo there,” Ron said as he corralled her in the small benched area. He swallowed hard when her lashes lifted and he was met with brilliant green eyes, the eyes of his best friend on a miniature version of his wife.

“Ron?” the familiar voice called from behind him, pulling him from his thoughts.

Ron gave his mother-in-law a crooked smile. “Hullo Thea,” he greeted.

“Won!”

Ron jerked his head back to the little girl with the impish grin.

“Won!” she called again and used his long legs to help her climb the bench beside him. Her balance not quite perfect, Ron grabbed her before she could tumble backwards onto the concrete. It’s an instinct he never knew he had.

She giggled and hugged his neck. “Won help My-my.” She planted a kiss on his cheek and Ron’s heart melted instantaneously. Before he knows it, chubby little arms are around his neck.

He’d been angry for so long he’d neglected to realize that there was someone else involved that was perhaps more innocent than any of them.

“Hug Won!” she demanded in a voice so much like her mother that Ron didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry but, as he did when it came to Hermione, he obliged.

Thea Granger seemed to sense her son-in-law’s internal turmoil and pried her granddaughter off him.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered gathering the little girl in her arms.

In an attempt to bring the attention away from the rambunctious girl in her arms, Thea asks “So, what brings you to this part of London?”

Ron’s eyes never leave Maia. “I wanted to buy Hermione something for when the baby is born,” he says absently.

“The baby?” Thea’s brows are furrowed when Ron looks back up at her.

“Her-Hermione didn’t tell you?” Ron frowned. She seemed so excited

Thea sits beside him, clutching her granddaughter tighter. “Hermione hasn’t spoken to me since she dropped Maia at my door.

Ron pondered this a moment. “So, she’s never-“

Thea shook her head. He tried his best to wrap his brain around the fact that his wife, the woman who had so desperately wanted children, hadn’t laid eyes on her own in the last year and a half. And now, he’d had more interaction with her little girl than Hermione had ever had. For Merlin’s sake, he’d even hugged the girl.

“How could she just leave her?” Ron asked. “And not tell you about the baby?”

Thea looked at her granddaughter sadly. “I wouldn’t presume to know what my daughter is thinking. I’ve barely seen her since she was eleven anyway.”

In that moment, Ron realized Thea was right, Hermione had spent most of the holidays with his family since their second year at Hogwarts. Then, there was the year she’d sent her parents to Australia.

“I haven’t tried to keep her away,” Ron sputtered running a hand through his hair.

“Dear,” Thea sighed taking Ron’s hand. “Does anyone make Hermione do things she doesn’t want to do?”

“Won!” Maia shrieked “Ook!” with that, the colors of the flowers in the closest planter began changing color. It was like she knew what she was doing, Ron mused. Instantly, he realized the danger of exposure.

“Uh-Maia, let’s play a little game.” The girl freed herself from her grandmother and managed to stand on Ron’s legs. “Let’s try to only play with the flowers at home,” he suggested. “What do you say?” he poked her belly making her laugh in the process.

“No!” the colors became brighter and far more noticeable.

“What if I gave you ice cream?” he asked.

“I cream! I cream! I cream!” she chanted jumping on his lap

“Really Ronald? Before lunch? Honestly,” Thea sighed. Maia would be a sticky mess and wouldn’t eat anything she tried to give her in terms of real food. She very quickly felt bad for scolding her son-in-law. “Alright,” she said defeated.

“I was actually wondering if you would mind very much if I took her myself?”

Ron’s face looked so very hopeful, especially when he added, “Y’know, I’m going to need some practice.”

Thea laughed and gestured to the ice cream shoppe across the way. The truth was, she could use some time alone. She wasn’t as young as when Hermione was a baby.

Forgetting about the gift for Hermione entirely, Ron grabbed the diaper bag and excited little girl and made his way to the shoppe.

How was it, he wondered, he could think so far as bringing her to Diagon Alley, sending her to Hogwarts, teaching her to ride a broom, all within having met her not half an hour before. Where did this feeling come from?

*~*~*~*~*~*

Ron took his wife’s hand and led her toward their kitchen table where dinner was waiting. He’d left a little rose in a bud vase in front of her place setting as he’d done at nearly every meal they’d shared since reconciling.

His level of devotion overwhelmed Hermione. Here she was, the one who, in her own eyes, didn’t even deserve forgiveness, and Ron was still fawning over her.

She lightly touched the velvety petals and looked up at her husband with a smile. She held his hand tighter. She wouldn’t take his love for granted again. Ever.

“’Mione?” Ron brought her hand to his lips and then dropped it to his chest. “If I tell you something could you promise to maybe try and stay calm?” He felt her hand tense and knew immediately what she could be thinking. “It’s nothing like that,” he assured hurriedly.

Hermione stared at her husband pointedly. “Well?” her brows rose as she sipped the water at her place setting.

“I was in muggle London a couple of weeks ago.”

“O-Ok…” Confused, she wordlessly urged him on.

“I ran into your Mum.” He met her eyes to gauge her reaction, “and Maia.”

Her breath hitches. “Ron,” she tests her voice and looks at his feet.

“Maia was with her,” he says softly. “I took her for ice cream.” He adds with a half-smile.

Hermione’s head shoots up and her eyes search his. “I think your mum was a tad put out because it was before lunch.” It was if she had forgotten to breathe. Ron had taken her daughter for ice cream. The child she hadn’t seen since she was days old.

“I would like to bring her home, Hermione.”

“Ron,” she begins softly. “She’s not…” she looks away, ashamed.

“She can be.” He cups her chin in his thumb and forefinger and brings her gaze to meet his.

“How would this even work Ronald? How could we bring her here?” her throat is tight, but she continues. “Your Mum and Dad would hate her for starters. Then there’s Ginny. She’s barely speaking to me as it is.

“I’ll tell her it’s my idea.” He sits in the seat beside Hermione. “It is my idea.”

“No, she’s better off with my Mum. We’re all better off that she’s with my Mum.”

“No, we’re not.” He says shaking his head. “We’re doing her a disservice not raising her.”

“Really Ron,” Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes

“She’s showing abilities already.” With this, Hermione seemed intrigued, Ron continued. “Your mum said when you were a child, you were like her though she didn’t put it together until you were older and your abilities didn’t begin quite so young.”

Hermione let out a breath. He’s speaking of her daughter with something akin to pride. “If we talk to the family – get their buy-in?” he asks.

Her eyes are wet. When did she start crying?

“We talk to Harry and Gin first.” Her voice is barely audible as he gathered her in his arms and kissed her soundly.

“I don’t think this will be a problem.”

Hermione rests her head on her husband’s chest. “You’ve clearly not spoken to your sister recently,” she muttered.

*~*~*~*~*

Hermione and Harry had barely been near one another since before Maia’s birth. They’d spent functions at the Burrow as far away from one another as possible. To say being at the same table together was uncomfortable was an understatement.

Not that the Burrow had been neutral territory, it most certainly wasn’t but, it was a far sight better than Harry and Ginny’s home.

Since the affair – could you deem a one night stand an affair? Maybe when a child was involved, she mused. Hermione had received quite the cold shoulder from Molly. Not that she’d expected the woman to welcome her back with open arms but, she’d hoped for at least the same treatment Harry had received. Silent treatment for a few weeks, followed by annoyed glances, a talking to, the likes he’d never seen before, even when doing something incredibly dangerous like bringing her youngest son along on a horcrux hunt. It had taken some time, but she’d returned to being his surrogate mother.

Was it that she, Hermione, should have known better? Her mother-in-law surely didn’t know the desperation and heartbreak of trying for years to have a baby only to be met month after month with failure. She didn’t know the way it ate at your soul until you were just a husk of a person. She didn’t know the way it felt to let your husband, your partner in everything down month after month as you were sure he was tired of reassuring you when you couldn’t reassure yourself that one day you would in fact have a child.

She didn’t know that the hormones you would ingest and shoot into your body just to have a fraction of the number of children she’d borne would give you hot flashes, mood swings, bouts of rage and frustration. She didn’t know the oceans of tears that had fallen from your eyes. Until one day when you watched your husband with his new nephew, your best friends son and while he doesn’t know you’re there, you hear him speak to the baby and wonder if he will ever get to hold someone so new that’s his. Wonder if he will ever wake up in the middle of the night to change diapers or warm bottles. To hear his innermost doubts about their future.

And that’s when you finally crumble inside. That’s when you pack just enough clothes and items to get by. Your husband is too good of a man to leave you. You feel completely broken inside. These are things a woman should be able to do and do easily, are they not? and find a flat near the ministry. Your job is the only thing you have anyway.

After not taking any visitors for months, your best friend shows at your door with a bottle of firewhiskey. It’s an expensive bottle. He��s got the galleons. His son hasn’t slept through the night in the last two months and he’s losing his mind. When you’ve had half a bottle of very expensive firewhiskey, your mind does very stupid things. It reaches for comfort first of all – especially when you’ve devoid yourself of human contact for the better part of two months. She doesn’t know who reaches out to the other first, but she does remember tracing his scar with her index finger. Very gently.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” he says stupidly, green eyes never leaving hers. “It used to burn when he was trying to get into my mind. It sounds crazy but, it was lonely at first – after that connection was broken.”

She knows all about lonely and broken connections. His eyes settle on her mouth and then back up to her eyes. Perhaps this is what Ron was afraid of when they were searching for Horcruxes. Perhaps this is what she should have been afraid of when she let Harry in earlier in the evening. Perhaps firewhiskey and an empty stomach don’t mix. His body moves over hers and before she her brain can catch up to what’s happening, their clothes are gone from their bodies and in a heap on the floor.

She knows she’s awake first because the sunlight streams into her eyes and Harry is beside her on the floor with nothing on but his glasses which are askew on his nose. She throws a pillow at him to cover up and he awakens with a start. Black hair standing on end, he tries to focus and realigns his glasses as she clutches a hand to her head. They both realize very quickly that she is naked as well. She grabs the blanket from the other side of the sofa and covers her bare body.

What had they done?

#harry potter fanfiction #romione #some mention of harry/hermione #oc #au #infertility-this may be the only chapter it's mentioned in #i havent written in ages #secrets we keep

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rosapeachhogwartsmystery · 6 years

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Where have you been all this time? part II - Before the Battle of Hogwarts (Hogwarts Mystery Imagine - fem!reader x Charlie Weasley)

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A/N: Here’s the sequel to ‘Where have you been all this time?’. I probably have to write a third part after this >w>’

I hope you will enjoy it!

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It didn’t take too long before you and Charlie appeared in front of the Burrow. It has been so long since you have shown your face there. Not much seemed to have changed. You heard the Burrow was attacked by Death Eaters once, but it still looked the same as far as you could tell. It didn’t mean you were feeling less anxious to see everyone again.

You might have been able to write letters to everyone, but you couldn’t help it but to be nervous about meeting them again after such a long time. Probably because of the way you and Jacob travelled around the World as Curse-Breakers. You have got used to be on your own or just with Jacob.

Of course, that changed when you met Charlie again in Romania. Something that made you anxious at first, but once you two had talked you started to feel more comfortable around him again. You didn’t think you and Charlie would be an item after your Hogwarts’ years ended. It might have started as a long-distance relationship, but for the last couple months you have been living in Romania with Charlie.

“There is no need to be nervous.” Charlie said when he wrapped an arm around you, rubbing your arm gently.

You looked up at him and gave him a small smile. “I’m sorry you have to keep reassuring me.” You said softly.

“It’s not a problem.” He said, giving you a sweet smile. “You know, it has been quite a long time since I have been here as well.”

“Well, considering you had to convince wizards in Romania to join our side, they will think you had a good reason for not visiting your family for so long.” You said honestly.

“I suppose you are right about that.”

“Jacob and I haven’t visited our parents in forever, so don’t feel bad about it.”

“You and Jacob don’t visit your parents because they don’t support your decision to become Curse-Breakers.” Charlie pointed out.

“That’s true.” You said. “They still don’t support the decision, but it is fine.” You said with a shrug.

Charlie opened the door and was basically greeted by his mother, Molly, immediately.

“Charlie! It’s so good to see you again.” She said when she pulled her son into a tight hug.

Charlie hugged his mother back and gave her a grin. “It sure has been a while.”

Molly looked at you and then she gave you a sweet smile. “Oh Y/N, it has been forever since you have last been here!” She said before she also pulled you into a tight hug.

“I know, it has been quite a while.” You said when you hugged her back.

She looked at you and Charlie. “Charlie, why don’t you put your stuff in your old room? And Y/N, you can share a room with Ginny and Hermione.” She told you two.

“Mom, Y/N and I live together, she can stay in my old room with me.” Charlie said, rolling his eyes a little. The last time you slept over, you stayed in Ginny’s room. You didn’t mind it at all, but Charlie definitely wanted to have you close to him. You both had got used to sleeping next to each other.

“Oh, all right! No funny business though.” She warned.

“Mom!” Charlie’s face was a little flushed when his mom said that. You tried not to grin at him, but you knew he already noticed you were about to grin.

Charlie began taking his and your stuff upstairs. You raised your eyebrow at him. “You know I can carry my own stuff, right?” You said.

“I know, I know. Just let me bring the stuff upstairs.” He said with a grin.

“Okay.” You said softly, still not sure why he was doing this. Then again, Charlie often suddenly did things to help you without asking if you needed help. You knew he was just being sweet.

“Look at that, George. Charlie is showing off for his girlfriend.”

You noticed Fred and George, watching Charlie carrying his and your stuff upstairs.

Charlie huffed. “I’m not showing off, this is called being a gentleman.” He said, giving you a wink.

“Sure, you are.” Fred and George said sarcastically at the same time, looking amused.

Charlie just shook his head and then he put the stuff down in his old room.

“You two haven’t changed a bit, have you?” You said with a grin.

“Says the one who basically became a Curse-Breaker during her first year.” Fred said with a grin.

“Touché.” You said with a chuckle.

“I have got say, I’m surprised Charlie brought you along. I always thought he was going to bring a dragon as his date.” George said.

“Dragons first, ladies second.” Fred said.

Charlie rolled his eyes with a grin. “You two make it sound like I’m married to my job.”

“Well, aren’t you?” George said.

“And here he is, bringing the legendary Y/N, who solved the mysteries around the Cursed Vaults.” Fred said, shaking his head a bit.

“Come on, Y/N.” Charlie said, leading you into his old room.

“Don’t do anything inappropriate.” Fred and George teased before Charlie closed the door.

Charlie sighed softly before he took a step closer to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and moved his face closer to you. His forehead touched yours and he smirked lightly. “I saw you were about to grin when my mom said ‘no funny business’.” He whispered.

“I could barely resist it when you were blushing like that.” You told him softly, smirking lightly back at him.

“Heh, at least you are feeling comfortable.” He said honestly.

“Mostly because of your presence.”

“Well, I’m suppose it’s a good thing you are comfortable because of my presence.” He said with a grin. “Then again, I’m sure you would be all right without me around for a little while, right?”

“Of course.” You said honestly. “I mean, your family is great and I like being around them. It just has been a while. I haven’t been around a lot of people in quite some time, if you don’t count some Curse-Breaker jobs now and then.”

“Good.” He chuckled and then he gave you a sweet smile. “Don’t worry, I know it has been a while for you to be out here. I suppose I haven’t been out with the people a lot either because of my job.”

Charlie was still holding you close and you gave him a playful look. “So, are you just holding me like this because you want to know if I’m comfortable or because of something else?” You asked amused.

Charlie grinned. “Well, maybe I’m holding you like this for more than one reason.” He told you amused before he leaned down to kiss you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back, feeling even more at ease. Charlie was the cure to nerves, at least to you. You haven’t met anyone who you felt more comfortable with. You couldn’t trust a lot of people because of your job, because some people were behind curses. You could be yourself around Charlie and tell him what was going on. Sure, you could tell Jacob things, but it was not the same. Charlie was one of the few people you could trust. He was the one you trusted the most.

Once your lips parted you stared into each other’s eyes, smiling sweetly. You two were still holding each other close, not wanting to let go.

The door opened and you two looked at the one who opened the door. It was Ron, who kind of blinked when he saw you two like this.

“Eh… Mom asked if you wanted to come downstairs, Charlie.” Ron said.

Charlie sighed and nodded, slowly letting go of you when you also let go of him. “I suppose I should go then. It’s probably about being Bill’s best man.” He said with a grin. “You can unpack if you want, Y/N.” He said before he left the room.

You nodded and then you looked at Ron. “It’s good to see you again, Ron. You sure have grown a lot over the years.” You said with a smile.

“It’s also good to see you again. It sure has been a while since I have last seen you.” Ron said.

“I suppose it was the year before you attended Hogwarts, right? Now look at you. You are an adult. I kind of feel old.” You joked.

Before Ron could say something else, you saw a brunette walking over to him. “Ronald, come on. We should do something to help.” She said.

“Sorry, I was just greeting Charlie’s girlfriend, she used to come over here at the Burrow when she attended Hogwarts. She was friends with Bill and Charlie.” Ron said.

You held out a hand and gave her a smile. “Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. It’s nice to meet you.”

The girl looked a little surprised. “You are the Y/N Y/L/N? The one who solved the mysteries around the Cursed Vaults?” She asked before she shook your hand. “I’m Hermione Granger. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I have heard so many things about you.”

“Didn’t we have to help out mom?” Ron interrupted, thinking Hermione would probably keep talking about the Cursed Vaults if he didn’t stop her. After all these years, Ron had heard enough stories about the Cursed Vaults from Bill and Charlie. You have told him many things as well when you stayed over at the Burrow.

“Oh, right…” She said before she gave you a smile. “I’m sorry, I suppose we can talk later if you like.” She said.

You nodded. “Sure, that would be nice.” You said honestly.

Once you were alone, you began unpacking some stuff. You also unpacked some of Charlie’s things, knowing what he would basically need soon. After living with Charlie for quite a while, you kind of knew his habits and routines, so it was easier to anticipate what to do. Besides, you couldn’t do much besides trying to help the Order with Charlie in Romania. You couldn’t do any Curse-Breaker jobs, because they were too dangerous. You would start doing things around the house and wait for Charlie to come home.

Sometimes you went into the town, wanting to get out of the house. And other times, you would spend the day writing about your Curse-Breaker adventures during Hogwarts and after Hogwarts with Jacob. It helped with passing the time until Charlie got home. You kind of were annoyed by yourself, feeling slightly dependent on Charlie nowadays. You began missing your Curse-Breaker Adventures, but you also enjoyed living with Charlie a lot. Maybe you should just stay in Romania as a Curse-Breaker, hoping there are enough jobs to do there. That way you could stay with Charlie and still be a Curse-Breaker. Of course, you would do this if Death Eaters weren’t a threat anymore.

Once again you heard someone entering the room; an old friend.

“Bill.” You said with a smile and then you walked over to him. You gave him a hug. “It’s good to see you again.”

Bill hugged you back. “It’s also good to see you again. I’m glad you went along with Charlie.” He said.

“Well, I would be a bad friend if I don’t attend the wedding of one of my best friends at Hogwarts, right? Especially because I’m dating your best man.”

“I suppose I would have been disappointed if you didn’t come. I mean, you basically began writing me last year after you disappeared without a trace.” He pointed out.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that… I mean, I probably would still be gone if Charlie didn’t see me. At least, I think so. Perhaps with all the dangers I would have shown my face somewhere.”

“It’s a good thing you and Charlie ran into each other then.” Bill said honestly. “I have to say, he seems to be smitten by you.” He laughed.

You blushed lightly and grinned.

“And I can see you are also smitten by him.” He said amused.

“Definitely.”

“Anyways, how have you been?” You asked.

“Besides the whole Fenir Greyback incident, I’ve been fine. I mean, I’m really looking forward to the wedding. Fleur has been there for me the whole time, especially after the attack.” Bill said honestly.

“That’s a good thing then. I haven’t met Fleur yet, but she sounds great.” You told him. “I’m also glad you are doing fine after the attack. I can’t imagine how awful such an attack must have been. Fenir Greyback is pretty infamous after all…”

“Well, I have been pretty lucky. I mean, I haven’t turned into a werewolf.” He said honestly. “Greyback attacked Tonks’ husband, Remus, when he was nearly five years old.”

You knew that Remus Lupin was a werewolf. You were taught werewolves were awful when you were younger, but you knew werewolves never asked for such a condition. No, you were aware most werewolves didn’t want to be a werewolf, especially because the condition was looked down upon.

“Enough about Greyback, why don’t you go downstairs? I’m sure you can unpack things later.” He said.

“Well, I suppose you are right.” You said with a smile. “I probably should ask your mom if she needs some help.”

“You know you don’t have to do that.”

“I know, but I want to. It’s the least I can do.” You said honestly before you went downstairs.

You ended up helping Molly in the kitchen and you also met Harry Potter for the first time. The day was pretty eventful and you somewhat felt exhausted. You were glad when you and Charlie both went to bed a little early. Charlie made sure his room was locked when you both were in his old room. He didn’t want people walking in without a warning. If someone needed you two, they would have to knock on the door or they would have to use Alohomora.

Once you two put on your night clothes you two lied down in bed. Charlie was holding you close, spooning you.

“I’m glad mom didn’t force us to spend the night apart.” Charlie said with a chuckle. “I mean, how would I fall asleep without holding you like this? I’ve grown accustomed to this, you know.”

“I’ve grown accustomed to this as well.” You said honestly. “It’s really comfortable to fall asleep like this instead of waking up alone.”

You two both enjoyed a moment of silence. Perhaps because you were both tired, but also because you two didn’t always need words to be comfortable around each other.

“You seemed to enjoy yourself during the day, despite being in a pretty crowded place.” Charlie said softly.

“I did enjoy it.” You said softly, slowly turning around to face him.

“Good, I mean, I know you prefer less crowded places, so I was worried you might not be comfortable after all.” He said honestly.

“Charlie, don’t worry about it. Besides, it’s not too crowded in your parental house.” You told him. “Sure, I might be more comfortable when I’m with just a few people, but it’s not like I can’t deal with crowded places anymore. Also, it’s not like I have never gone to your parental house in past.” You gave him a grin.

“Sorry, I was just making sure, Y/N.” He said with a sheepish grin. “We both got used to more secluded places, because of our jobs, but since you aren’t the most social butterfly….”

“I’m definitely not a social butterfly.” You chuckled. “That doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy social events.” You said before you yawned.

“You should sleep, love.” He whispered before he kissed your forehead.

“I probably should. Good night, Charlie.” You told him softly.

“Good night, Y/N.”

Of course, you would finally meet up with your Hogwarts friends again after a really long time. They all attended Bill and Fleur’s wedding and you couldn’t help it but to feel nervous once again. It would have been a lot easier if you had met up with them more often, but since it would be your first time in years…. No, you just had to pull yourself through this. You couldn’t avoid them forever. Writing them was definitely a lot easier, but since you only have written them a few, you knew you would have to answer all kinds of questions.

The first one who had found you was the one and only Penny Haywood. She might be older now, but you could still recognize her immediately, just like she recognized you. You bit your lip slightly when she made her way over to you.

“Y/N Y/L/N….” She said, giving you a very serious look.

“Hey Penny…” You mumbled, not sure what she was trying to do. Was she angry? Was this the look of someone who was disappointed in you? You just couldn’t tell what Penny was trying to do.

Suddenly she pulled you into a tight hug and giggled. “It’s great to see you again!” She told you.

You blinked, processing what just happened before you hugged her back with a grin. “It’s great to see you too.”

“We definitely have to catch up, I want to know how you are doing in person instead of just some letters.” She told you honestly.

“Yeah, we probably should.” You said. “Penny… I’m sorry I have-”

“Don’t apologize! I understand your reasons why you didn’t make any contact with us before you saw Charlie again. You were just trying to do something with your life, doing something you enjoy without being seen as Jacob’s sibling or The One who Solved the Mysteries around the Cursed Vaults.”

You were glad Penny was so understanding about the situation, but you felt like not everyone would be so understanding.

Of course, you were proven wrong when everyone seemed to understand your reasons. Even Rowan wasn’t angry at you. She was just glad to know you were still alive. She was afraid you and Jacob had died or something.

Everyone was definitely older, but you could still recognize all of your friends. They haven’t changed a lot in your opinion. They all were doing things they loved. For example: Penny was on her way to become a Potioneer, Barnaby became a Magizoolist and Rowan was on her way to become a teacher.

Things seemed to be great at Bill and Fleur’s wedding until a message sounded: The Ministry had fallen. Not too long after that the Death Eaters were attacking. You had grabbed your wand and began using spells in defence. You would try to protect the people who weren’t able to do that on their own. Still, you needed to be cautious.

You almost got hit, when someone protected you with defensive spells. You looked at the person and noticed it was Charlie, who protected you from the Death Eaters.

“Bloody hell… There are quite a lot of them.” Charlie muttered. “We need to get out of here, now!” He grabbed your hand and you two apparated away from the scene. You two were still pretty close to the Burrow, but at least this spot seemed to be safer.

“Y/N, you stay here. I need to see if the rest of the family is okay.” He said.

“What? Alone?” You said. “No! Let me at least help you.”

“And risk you would get hurt?”

“I can take care of myself, Charlie.”

You could tell he didn’t like the idea of you going along when you could get hurt. “Fine… Just stay focussed.”

“I know what I should be doing, Charlie.” You said honestly.

The only Weasley that was missing was Ron. Then again, Hermione and Harry were gone as well. Molly said she had already suspected they would leave to save everyone. She wasn’t sure what they were planning completely, but they were trying to destroy You-Know-Who.

You were glad everyone seemed to be doing fine, but that didn’t mean things were fine. No one would be safe anymore, you could feel it. The Ministry was no more, You-Know-Who had risen and it all caused the Second Wizarding War.

Charlie didn’t want to go back to Romania, but he had to. He needed to gather the wizards and witches that wanted to help out here. You had grabbed both your stuff and went back to Romania. You had suggested you could travel back and forth to help out, so you could check on his family for him, but he said he preferred you staying with him.

Once you were in Romania, you suggested to come along with him when he was about to find allies. Of course, Charlie didn’t want you to come along. You weren’t an official member of the Order and he kind of wanted to keep you out of it.

The more you were alone, the more useless you felt during the war. You and Charlie also got in arguments more often, something that rarely happened before the war started. You just wanted to help, but Charlie didn’t seem to want your help. He wanted to keep you safe and tried to keep telling you how dangerous things could be. You just kept telling him you weren’t helpless in these situations, but he didn’t listen.

One day, you just were done with all the arguing.

“Why don’t you just let me help? Really, I can do something useful as well.” You once again told Charlie.

“And I keep telling you it’s not safe, Y/N. I don’t want you to be involved and put your life on risk!” Charlie said, feeling annoyed.

You could tell he was getting angry because he was annoyed by it all. You just huffed. “And I keep telling you I can defend myself.”

“Damn it, Y/N!” He nearly yelled, slamming a fist against the table. “I said I don’t want you to get involved! Just bloody listen to me for once!”

Once he just stormed out of the house, you felt almost like crying. You were just done with the arguing. You wanted to do something useful and if Charlie didn’t want you to, then you should probably just leave. You couldn’t just sit here and wait for the war to end. If Dumbledore was still alive, you were still he would have wanted you to help out as well. You ran a hand through your hair and went to the bedroom you shared with Charlie.

You were glad you didn’t move the trunks away yet. You would pack your stuff and just get out of here. You didn’t have much you needed anyways. You would just need enough to move around again. If you needed something, you would probably just buy it or improvise something. You just wanted to be quick. You used magic to lock your trunk and you felt like you were ready to go away.

Once you were ready to walk out of the door, you glanced back. Was this really the right decision? Once again leaving everything behind? Leaving the one you loved the most again? You knew this was probably a mistake, but you just couldn’t do nothing when everyone was fighting out there.

You ended up going to Penny’s place. She was surprised when she saw you had showed up at her doorstep, but she let you in. She understood you wanted to help out during the war as well and decided to let you help her out.

“Y/N, perhaps you should let Charlie know where you are.” Penny suggested when she was brewing healing potions. “He fire called me last night. He seemed to be wreck without you around.”

You felt guilty Charlie was feeling this way. You only left Charlie a letter you left the house to help out during the war as well, without telling him where you were going. “You didn’t tell him I’m here, right?”

“No, I did not tell him. I just think you should tell him eventually.” She said honestly. “You two love each other. What if something happens to one of you? You would never forgive yourself for that…”

Penny definitely had a point. You would have to talk to Charlie. “I guess I should fire call him then.” You said softly.

Penny nodded and gave you a small comforting smile.

Once you were at the fireplace, you began fire calling Charlie. You could see he looked surprised and you gave him a small smile.

“Hey Charlie….”

A/N: I’m sorry for the cliffhanger

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obannthepunished · 6 years

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This weeks notes Mostly transcription this week i think, i tried my best for nott’s scene. as usual ignore the asterisks because theyre just notes to myself.

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Molly is Nervous (tm) abiut sticking around, or going to the gentleman

theres a fight in the evening nip, beau is fucking excited its thedd (halfling from sewers) and lewis (one of the ones that had run from the research facility)

N: "I got three gold on Thedd" M: Seems a bit late for a wager at this point N: Just you and me! M:.... fair. I'm in.

Thedd wins by standing on lewis' throat til he passes out holy shit M: (drops coins into Nott's hand) N, smug: Thank you :)

oh now Nott and Beau are fighting jesus christ. C: "I cast Haste on Beauregard." Laura: YOU PIECE OF SHIT **

J: Inflict Wounds (17 dmg) ((Fjord, changing his voice: "I GOT 5 GOLD ON THE HORNY ONE)) B: WHAT THE FUCK JESTER, Stunning Strike, (7dmg, jes fails con save (6), she is stunned, extra attack from haste, 6dmg) J: (is stunned for this round, until the end of beaus turn) B: Beaus the shit outta her ( 12dmg, 6dmg) ((MOLLY blinds her)) B: still goin, but misses 2 of em, hits on the third (12dmg) J: (goes down)

caleb: goes for the low five, and Beau just.... ignores him unintentionally bless.

Frumpkin is sent to lick the blood off of jesters face, Beau cleans her up <33

They are called to the gentleman's side

offered a forward of 500gp and a pot of 4500g to travel to Shady Creek Run, the criminals town, and free and bring back Ophelia... something, who corresponds often with the gentleman

the tldr of the second (250 adv, 1750 pot) is that the swamps are dangerous for the gentlemans safehouse which has gone dark.

theyre promised resources for missions from the gentleman

Jester: "IS HE MOIST"(re the gentleman)

they take on both, starting with the swamps. The Gentleman advises they travel the 70 miles above ground.

Fjord is so fuckin smooth talky wtf. they get greater heling potion(s)?? + cure disease? Caleb's gettin some ink + paper, but its not good for spells 8(

Nott keeps making water puns. im counting 4. and a hankie.

Jester wand of smiles Kutha again, poor kutha 8(

Caleb + beau ( + assumedly nott) go to pumat's

have they paid their inn tab??

Cay buys incense for rituals, probably find familiar lbh. he also gets his magical ink+parchment.

Beau is interested in the bracers of defence. Theyre like 1200gp tho arent they??? B: how much PS: 1200 gold B:HOLY SHIT PUMAT. [snip] B: HOLY SHIT PUMAT(S).

C: (tells beau he cast haste) B: YOU SLIP SOMETHIN IN MY DRINK CALEB??? WHAT THE FUCK MAN

they have 6 horses, 2 pulling, 6 solo. Jes is driving thr cart.

Caleb: (brings up the feywild) Jester: oh the traveller has told me about that!!

Frumpkin is (one of) the first cats yasha has seen 8'O shes fuckin loving it **

lots of fucking soldiers heading to war. hundreds, if not thousands.

night falls as they reach the origin of the. road. they cant find a campground because tal rolled SHIT even with advantage.

Jester + Fjord take first watch. (13. Nothing) Yasha + Beau on second watch. (14. Also Nothing.) B: We should huddle together for warmth??? Y: Fr- Frumpkin is keeping me. very warm. are you cold??? do you want my, my cloak? B: No, no my, my (jacket??? cant remember what she said) is fine, its htin, but its warm Then they talk about Yasha ands this is the furthest shes ever been. Y: "i like this stuff. Grass, and, things. you know." B: You appreciate grass?

B: What was your favourite part of xorhas? Y: I... dont know if i HAD a favourite part

this was the CUTEST shit

third watch is Nott + Molly (10, nothing happens) taliesin trying a jester voice makes me the heart eyes emoji

goblins canonically steal children what THE FUCK. And EAT them. But Nott, apparently, has not eaten a child. "My clan, we STOLE from people. money and clothing and things. And when things got tough, we'd steal the people too." Goblins dont do family. "I do not have an urge to kill and eat children" "i have cravings for... rats... cats-" (Caleb snaps) Frumpkin goes back to the feywild Yasha: =(

taliesin taking watch after rolling shit cmon. he gets 16. Noon, broken cloud cover, a tiny distant curl of smoke. oh not again. its a mile away tho so like

the smoke is coming from a small shack.

"For you, Fjord, I will make Frumpkin a bird." He doesn't though but its the sentiment.

Yasha gets shoulder frumpkin back!

The shack door opens to "an elderly fullblood orc" with hair and beard and all that shit.

for 1 (one) gp a month, you TOO can bother a whole old man orc. Jesus christ he had a battleaxe. puts it down, invites yasha and molly in. THIS IS SO UNNECESSARY Molly buys hide armor + 2lb of meat for 16gp. M: Perception check 10. Matt: "Okay." There is sOMETHING SUS about this.

and theyre off again, i am glad for this. i do not like elderly orc man.

yasha and molly double up on that goof "we totally killed him, three times." its very good

M + Y: What kind of meat is this? (fuck their rolls) its meat! its good meat!

M+Y take first watch, its 12. Nothing happens. Yasha collects some flowers to press awww. N+C Second watch, they roll w advantage lmao. 22. something is going to happen. "you hear the snapping of a twig. you see a shifting of shadow. a few things" Cay casts mage armor

Two arrows for Caleb. con saving throw. probably poison. 10. its poison. he is poisoned. fucks frickin sake. is it gnolls?? is it goblins??? hyenas??? furred barking things. wolves.

two ogres, a cluster of wolves, and goblin-like creatures

initiative order:

Beau: Nat20, 24 Goblins Caleb: 18 Fjord, Molly: 16 Ogres Nott: 15 Yasha, Jester: 6 Wolves

B: Jester, puppies!!

Yasha and Jester shrug off poison of those that hit them.

Caleb casts slow on one ogre. unrelated liam is so good???

oh yeah eldritch blast gets two beams of eldritch blast at lv3

Molly radiants once scimitar and cuts RIGHT through one of em. misses the second.

Caleb hit with a javelin, 4-5 inches into his stomach, holding itself upright. Caleb keeps the spell going.

Nott pretends shes one of them and aims for Caleb, hits the book instead. and nails it.

Jester (traumatised): CALEB!!! cure wounds 2nd level. but he is pretty fucked so its ok. he heals to full its ok its ok. Jester cares so much

Yasha pulls necrotic shroud! which as someone who cant watch TM, this is a reveal for me! :D

J: (to cale) Youre alive! How did- C: (monotonous) haha! funny, joke.

Fjord explodes a goblin Molly cuts one in half, vertically

Molly curses the ogre attacking beau

Nott shoots the ogre, and then the goblin next to her... but misses and is fucked

Yash gets the hdywtdt on one of the ogres

Beau @ necrotic shroud!yasha: you look... dope. You look FUCKIN HOT LETS GO.

cay has magic missile!

fjord gets the second hdywtdt w eldritch blast.

cay n molly go to retrieve stolen goods from goblin but apparently just Molly

Yasha necrotic shrouds when shes startled awake. F: Can you fly? Y: ...no J: Have you tried? Y:... yeah.

Yasha n Caleb have a conversation in celestial C: No really, are you an angel? Y: of sorts, i guess [snip] C: You will have to explain this now, or later. do you want to explain this now, or later? Y: i- ill explain it, just, maybe we should clean up first!

i have no idea whats going on but i heard marisha say "bad dragon" and im gonna die

J: Nott, are you okay? Was it weird to fight other goblins? N: it was... rewarding. I'm only sad that... one got away. B: Nott, do you share the same hatred in yourself? [snip] N: Do... do I hate myself? No. I'm... I'm cool. F: You seem excited to hurt your own kind. N: I know, I'm a goblin, for as long as I've been alive I haven't felt comfortable in, in there. I havent felt comfortable in my skin. It feels like I shouldnt be, i dont fit in with them. I feel, this feels WRONG, like I should be in a different body. The way they act, the way they are, it's not ME. They do horrible things to people, and they seem fine with it. I never felt the same with them. It's not that I don't like myself or anything, I think I'm okay, I just don't like how I feel when I see my hands, or my feet. They just feel wrong. I just want to be... different. C: Was there anyone you were close to? N: Not in my clan, but there was... someone. They tried me on different jobs but I was not a soldier, i was not a good cook, not good at sweing, or building, they stuck me with the torturer. I was the torturers assistant. there was a halfling village not far away and they captured someone from the village, they wanted me to kill him, but instead, I was kind to him. And he started talking, and my... fellow gobbies didn't like that, but they allowed it, because i was getting valuable information. [about halflings resources] I became friends with him. He was nice. J: What happened to him? N: I hope he got away J: Did you leave before him? N: We left together [snip J: Did you love him? N: .... I don't know. The halfling taught her how to speak in halfling, taught her about alchemy, when he has taught her everything, the goblins said to kill him. And she didnt want to. so she got REAL drunk, and shot another goblin in the ass. N: I hope he got away. We ran off in separate directions. I've been running ever since.

+1 to the quest log, find Nott's friend.

Beaus trying to be nice i love her.

C: I do not care. I know who you are now. (<333)

B: I think we're all a little bit of island of misfits.

F: You showed a lot of bravery tonight B: Nott, The brave. J: Maybe there is a comma.

Y: Nott, I'm sorry we made fun of you eating children N: I HAVE NOT EATEN CHILDREN

B: What got you locked up with this guy? (Caleb) N: Being me. Stealing food? C: You told me it was cherry wine. N: OKAY IT WAS BOOZE.

it is now raining.

M: Well, I'm sleeping underneath the cart! if anyone wants to join me... J: We wont all fit! M: We'll snuggle. *

Molly + Jester are under the cart.

"i tasted a baby once. ONCE. they were handing around a bowl, I didn't know-" -N Liam takes Sam's flask and takes a swig so i assume caleb does the same in canon C: "Who am I to judge?"

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