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diornies · 5 months

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Some people say cornflowers are unwanted weeds. Could you imagine that? Something so precious being unworthy of love.

based on tubbo's tweet of the casket surrounded by cornflowers cause thats crazy

#tubbo #tubbo fanart #qsmp #qsmp fanart #qsmp fred #frubbo #frubbo nation how we feeling #like I've seen 80% fred is alive 20% he's dead DEAD but might be reincarnated or something #tbh I don't know what to believe #my art

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the-scooby-gang · 4 months

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Miguel: Every Spiderman follows the cannon. There are no deviations. There are no exceptions.

Spidergang with no dead uncles, their friend Gwen is fine, Sheriff Bronson didn't die saving a kid, etc. because four super powered teens and one super dog can cover a lot of bases and help each other better than one dude helping New York alone with only Daredevil and Deadpool sometimes: Yall hear sumn?

#scooby gang #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman into the spiderverse #scooby doo #shaggy rogers #daphne blake #fred jones #across the spiderverse #spiderman #peter parker #miles morales #miles is going to meet the gang in beyond the spiderverse and have so many emotions about it #Miles: so you guys are telling me that team work was the solution all along?#Fred: yeah pretty much dude #Miles: Cool cool cool nice to know *rocks Miguel's shit even harder*#The gangs mere existence would murder Miguel on the spot #all he believed in? shattered. vaporized. Daughter died for nothing #also IM NOT DEAD!!!!#I found a job guys!#so my time has been a little limited for fanart or fanfics #but now i have some time so BACK TO THE SCOOBY TIME #also would you guys believe i started this comic in JUNE and only had time to finish it NOW?!?!? crazy times

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simplyfroggy · 1 year

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people will say “we can have adult scooby doo, it would look like this ___!” and then literally describe the plot of scooby doo: mystery incorporated

#shaggy and daphne fuck while velma is being chased by a dead monkey #fred is autistic and learns his bio parents are evil masterminds #past colonial genocide is a major plot point in the lore #shaggy gets drafted and scooby kills his troop with a tank #it’s a lot of fun #scooby doo

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wuntrum · 5 months

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he packs a chainsaw!

#my art #ash williams #bruce campbell #evil dead 2 #evil dead #fred durst voice for the caption please #gore #<- kinda? just in case

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h0esbetrippin · 2 months

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Mcgonagall watching two

mischievous, funny brothers

grow up together and be thrown

into a war just for one of them to die

(James & Sirius)

Mcgonagall watching two

mischievous, funny brothers

grow up together and be thrown

into a war just for one of them to die

(Fred & George)

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dqbbiegallaqher · 26 days

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shout out the “(character) lives” tag on ao3, gotta be my favourite tag

#neil perry #sirius black #regulus black #fred weasley #cedric diggory #james potter #lily evans #dead poets society #marauders era #harry potter #ao3

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em-allay · 3 months

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Philza(in the clip about Frubbo): maybe it’s because he wants to be sad

Tubbo(reviewing the clip on stream): No it’s because I’m stupid

#this whole situation has me dead #this is so funny #lmaooooo #qsmp #qsmpblr #frubbo #qsmp tubbo #qsmp Fred #liveblogging #mcyt #mcytblr #qsmp philza

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ichorai · 7 months

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OK COMPUTER ; the series.

a series based on the album ok computer by radiohead for our 8k milestone! fandoms included ; marvel, succession, harry potter, the walking dead, arcane, dc, game of thrones, and bridgerton.

main masterlist. about.

TRACKLIST.

ONE. airbag ; steve rogers (4.3k) five time steve tries to propose to you, and one time he actually does.

TWO. paranoid android ; coriolanus snow. (27k+) when you laughed, airy and light and reminiscent to that of wind chimes, coryo wished he could bottle up the sound and keep it as his, only his.

THREE. subterranean homesick alien ; fred weasley. you were looking up at the stars, and fred was staring right at you, a dopey, lovesick sort of smile playing at the corner of his lips. “do you think there’s life out there?” you asked, but instead of getting an answer, fred surged forward, a hand curling over the back of your neck to pull you closer, freckled nose bumping against your cheek, his warm lips slotting over yours, extinguishing any and all lingering existential questions on the tip of your tongue.

FOUR. exit music (for a film) ; rick grimes. blood all over your torn shirt, giving way to teeth marks. his horrified eyes met yours. you were bit, it was clear as day—and you had to make sure rick knew a couple things before you left for good.

FIVE. let down ; viktor (arcane). it was his fault, really. he knew better than to fall in love with his coworker, who was just recently engaged to someone else. someone better than him.

SIX. karma police ; dick grayson. he skimmed his fingers down your side—your waist, your hips, your thighs. your chest was rising and falling rhythmically, features mellowed with sleep. he couldn’t help but wonder if “no strings attached” was really a good idea.

SEVEN. fitter happier ; miguel o’hara. there was a dangerous red glint to miguel’s eyes as you stepped between him and the kid. a muttered curse, a clenched fist, a twitching jaw. you weren’t afraid of the man you loved—but maybe you should be.

EIGHT. electioneering ; siobhan roy. tom had said he wanted to watch the two of you—but he didn’t exactly want to, not really. shiv didn’t quite care. it was his loss, after all.

NINE. climbing up the walls ; sansa stark. sansa begins to pull away from you after her father’s death.

TEN. no surprises ; sam wilson. the two of you go off to look for wanda, supposedly in a quaint little town called westview. but in a blink of an eye—you’re a smiling housewife and sam is your loving husband, trapped in a house that didn’t quite feel like home.

ELEVEN. lucky ; theon greyjoy. he thinks you look so very pretty laying on the snow, frost clinging to your lashes.

TWELVE. the tourist ; benedict bridgerton. it was typical of him, of course. to fall in love with the traveling artist with keen eyes and calloused hands.

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haveyouseenthismovie-poll · 2 months

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#movies #polls #drop dead fred #ate de jong #90s movies #phoebe cates #rik mayall #requested #have you seen this movie poll

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cellgatinbo · 2 months

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i love whenever there’s some scenario where a character is seemingly super cold and has no empathy for another person’s situation, and people start angsting and theorizing on the meaning behind it and how it will affect both of them, only for it to turn out the person literally had no fucking clue in the first place and is more shocked than anyone else hhfjdhfjf

#qsmp #specifically just this and the time phil kept joking about fred being dead without knowing tubbo had literally Just come from his funeral #the amount of people i saw saying how sad pac would be that richas isn’t accepting fit and all richas’s inner motives behind it #turns out pac was just too shy to ever tell him upfront jfkfhdhfhf

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metalheadobsessedrat · 1 month

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kiss

#korn #korn fanart #limp bizkit #limp bizkit fanart #davisdurst #jonathan davis #fred durst #art #fanart #trying to get the kilt accurate killed me #i am dead #also they're old lmao

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allamericanb-tch · 25 days

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happy birthday to everyone’s favorite pranksters, fred and george.

#harry potter #thoughts #writing #marauders fandom #the marauders era #sirius black #dead gay wizards #marauders era #the marauders #marauders #fred weasley #george weasley #fred and george #ron weasley #ginny weasley #molly prewett

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bubblergoespop · 2 months

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is quinn dead yet please say quinn is dead now it’s been months it’s almost been a year i can’t take this anymore if he’s not dead yet i’m gonna climb through the vents and slit his throat

#can you tell i want quinn dead #FRED STILL HAS NIGHTMARES #redacted quinn #redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse

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suckdickforcoin · 5 months

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#qsmp #qsmp fanart #qsmp fred #rip bozo #IM GOING TO DIE #i love fred #so sad hes dead #my art

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rayhantochtli · 1 year

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This past 2nd of April was Autism day internationally, and April as a whole is Autism Acceptance month :D

So here are some canon autistic characters to celebrate!

Characters: Twyla Boogeyman, Fred Jones, Manny Rivera, "Mob" Shigeo Kageyama, Donatello and Norma Khan!

#fred jones #manny rivera #shigeo kageyama #norma khan #monster high #scooby doo mystery incorporated #el tigre #mob psycho 100 #rise donatello #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #dead end paranormal park #my art #autism month #holy shit the amount of tags for 6 characters #i think i may have done the symbol a little bit wrong?#i kinda went with what i remembered so i probably got something wrong with the colors #hopefully its acceptable #twyla Boogeyman

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cherry-pop-elf · 3 months

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Cold hands, Warm Heart

Ghost Fred X Reader

You wouldn’t say you and Fred weren’t the closest, but to say his death didn’t bother you was an understatement. You never got a chance to correct your feelings, and it’s left you hollow. You figured George still deserved to be checked on, as well. He lost his twin after all. Little did you know, someone was praying you would show your face around the shop again.

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Talks About Death, implied suicidal tendencies, it is a fluffy fic don’t worry.

Commissions open

“Georgie-!” You would beam, as George would turn around. It took you a few shouts, but he finally heard you. As if you could sue him. He’s missing an ear, in a busy shop like WWW. The fact he heard you, at ALL, was a blessing from Merlin himself. Oh how it was so vivid, and lively. Despite the war, there was so much love and life still. Fred would be proud. You knew he would be.

“How are you-?” You asked, as you rubbed his arm. Trying to test the waters carefully. Wizard twins aren’t the same as muggle twins, after all. You wanted to see where his head was. He’s your friend, after all. A friend that has seen so much, so young. How it hurt your heart to see the age in his face.

“Could be worse….Could be better.” He would admit to you, as you patted his cheek. You wondered who was more hurt by the passing, sometimes. Some days you were kept up at night. Wondering if you said anything, admit your feelings, that things could have been different. It’s haunting, and you tried to push it back.

“Hey, no long faces here. Go and run around. Be a kid again, and all that jazz.” He would quickly call you out, able to read you like a book. You would give a huff, as the taller man ruffled your hair. Those damn Weasleys. Maybe running around the shop would be nice. See what new products he’s come up with.

Up the stairs you went. Enjoying the beautiful sounds, and wonderful colors. How the world was just in this bubble of warmth. You wondered how George was able to keep up such a healthy environment, while being all on his own. Those two couldn’t be separated. Suppose death just wanted to prove that they could.

Once you found an interesting floor, you began to look around. It was up on the higher levels, so you were able to have a bit of privacy. Let you think a bit, as you would hold a potion in your fingers. Such fond memories filled your heart, as you recalled the origins of the product. Oh you swore you would never forgive Fred for sneaking this in your cup. Fred…..

“You REALLY want that? Damn, thought I knew you better than that.” You heard behind you, making your eyes roll. “Har Har. Maybe I’m feeling nostalgic.” You defended back, before placing it on the shelf. You tsked, and turned. Your brow was raised, as you were met with no one behind you. You swore you heard George, clear as day, behind you.

Maybe he was being playful. Apparition and all that, but you didn’t hear the familiar whip crack it echoed. Did he just change the sound? If anyone could, it’ll be a Weasley twin. You brushed it off, as you kept walking. Maybe he just had to snap back downstairs, given he’s the only CEO here again.

Over the railing you looked, as you admired the floors below you. Such as that familiar ginger tending to the kids. Showing them some muggle trinkets, and seeming to still be kicking. That was comforting, until you heard something that made your blood run cold.

“Welcome to the nosebleed seats. Never thought the shop could get this high.” You heard behind you, while your eyes were still glued on George. That’s impossible. George was right in front of your eyes, yet you clearly heard him behind you. Your body felt utterly frightened, and you were drawing your wand. With a spin, your soul wanted to leave your body. Just like how his did the same.

It was Fred. Right there, but not in the flesh. In a mimic of his living twins attire, but in shades of transparent blue. That same hair cut, smile, and eyes. Just in shades of that deathly blue hue. All the same, if not for keeping his ear. He was right there, and your brain was trying so hard to process it. Seems it wasn’t the first time, as the ghost shrugged.

“You really think I would leave George behind that easy? Thought you knew me better than that. I am so hurt.” He gasped, as he placed his hand over his heart. Ever playful, even in the grave. As if you could really register that, as your eyes were watering from the realization. Not the first time for him, as he opened his arms.

“Come on. I’ve gotten this ghost thing down, thanks to Peeves. Bring it in.” He ordered, and you did. You hugged him, with your wand clattering to the ground. It was a strange feeling, as you held him. It was like hugging silk. It was so cold, soft, light. As if embracing a cloud. How those cold fingers would stroke through your hair, and chill you to your core. You don’t know how long you were like this. You just had to cry it out. As if he would rush you. Maybe you were imagining things, but you swore you felt something cold drip onto your head. Fading through, as if just whispering into reality. Just for a moment.

“I know. I know.” He hushed, as he kept playing with your hair, while George got worried on your whereabouts. Having expected you to come see him again. That was the only man to ever make you want to separate from the grips of deaths fingers. The sound of his foot steps were on deaf ears, ironically enough, as you never wanted to let Fred go again.

“If you hug him any tighter, you’ll be dragged to the grave next-!” George snorted, as he found where you were. “About time you saw him. He was begging me to invite you over some time. ‘Oh please George. I miss em so much-! Oh I miss em!’ And ugh-! Out of all the things to wail about-!” He complained, before the dead twin was quick to let go. Now smacking his younger twin on the back of the head.

You couldn’t help your laughter, as you wiped your tears away. You should have known better. Of course Fred would haunt the shop. What were you thinking? You laughed, as George kept hanging Fred’s dirty laundry about you. Suppose the feelings had been more mutual than you thought.

“Is that what will make you move on? Finally getting laid by your childhood crush?” George asked, before things were suddenly flying after him. A very flustered, and angry, ghost isn’t the safest thing to deal with. “OK IM LEAVING IM LEAVING-!” George shrieked, as he quickly ran down the stairs. Leaving you both alone, mostly.

“I’ve never dated a ghost before….I guess there’s a first time for everything.” You tried to be playful, or else you’ll cry all over again. Suppose those were the right words, as it calmed down that angry ghost. Maybe even made him blush, but the dead don’t really have a heart beat to work with. Maybe it was your imagination.

“I mean, us Weasley twins do like to experiment.” Fred tried to play it cool, by resting his hand on a shelf. Leaning on it, like he always did in school. Course, he ended up just phasing through it. Now falling through the stock, and down through a floor. He quickly flew back up, and brushed himself off. “You didn’t see shit-“ He warned, as you giggled.

You wondered how long the feelings were returned, and if he had similar thoughts. Did he regret never telling you, before he died? Were you one of the people keeping him from moving on? Did he think about you, in his final moments? You had so many questions, but you settled on just one. For now, anyway.

How does one, as they say, Smooch A Ghost-?

@george-weasleys-girl

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