#also they r watching freddie got fingered

[lowkeyrobin]

handsome bros and reader doing tubbathon together? just being super chaotic, im thinking that one clip where scott and aimsey r singing ceilings by lizzie mcalpine, and then tubbo asked if she had schizophrenia.

in oneshot format preferably

also could i be 💿anon, if it's free?

oooo okay, I haven't even written yet but so sorry if it's short/weird in general, I had no idea what to do here for some reason lmao ; and yes ofc! welcome 💿 anon :) ; also wrote this while sick with no functioning braincells so ignore the weirdness lmao

HANDSOME BROS ; tubbathon

summary ; chaotic tubbathon moments with the handsome bros

warnings ; language, cringe, talk of fetishes, troom troom & 5 minute crafts (everything said about these channels is real btw)

word count ; 916

masterlist

"Did you listen to that song I sent you?" You ask, turning to Tommy next to you.

He shyly and slowly shakes his head no.

"Bro, why not?"

"I forgot! I forgot, I swear" He half-laughs, raising his hands in defense before the play fighting and shouting began. "I meant to listen to it when you sent it to me but I was eating with Molly and fell asleep watching a movie"

Ranboo raises an eyebrow, "What song?"

"Yeah! by Ludacris"

"Oh my God I love that song!" Ranboo and Freddie exclaim in unison, sending the three of you into fits of laughter.

Tubbo is silent as he sits in front of his setup, just watching you talk for a moment. He then speaks up, confused.

"Tommy, have you never listened to Yeah?"

"No, I don't think so" The blonde answers with a shrug. "Y/n was talking about how it's an American classic or something"

"You sound so stupid right now" Ranboo chuckles.

Within the span of the next minute or so, it turned into you, Ranboo, and Freddie singing a portion of the song since Tubbo couldn't play it on stream, the two T's just watching and listening. This was quite usual, just, odd, but it made sense because the three of you were all running off of adrenaline and coffee at this point. The sun had set long ago, it was about midnight, and you were all having a sleepover anyways, so why not make the stream fun before you all passed out?

"Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil V-I, keep it down on the lowkey" Ranboo, starts, pulling you into the song halfway through the line as the others begin to smile and laugh.

"You should know how it feels" You look to the Webcam with the weird TikTok fuckboy look, a sideways L made from your pointer finger and thumb under your chin.

Freddie joins in by the next line, on your left, slinging an arm around your shoulders, which starts a slight school-play-remix of the song.

"I seen shorty, she was checking on me, from the game she was spitting in my ear, you would think that she know me" Freddie runs a hand through his hair to fix it up a bit.

The three of you turn it into a full-blown trio song, singing together as Tubbo and Tommy laugh and smile, with the chat spamming the lyrics along.

"I decided to chill, conversation got heavy, she had me feeling like she was ready to blow!" Ranboo giggles, trying to maintain their composure. "She's saying come get me, so I got up and followed her to the floor. She said baby let's go!"

The loudest point of the song now came, with Tubbo moving towards the side so you could be in full focus of the camera while Tommy records you three to the side, wanting to show Molly.

"When I told her, I said yeah! Shorty got down low, said 'come and get me!"

The three of you begin dancing in your seats as you sing along, hiding laughter, which was evident in the way you sang-shouted. You go through the whole song, including a tap-dancing bit from Ranboo, which you didn't understand whatsoever. But, as time passes, the five of you begin to delve into the deep abyss of 5 Minute Crafts and Troom Troom on stream, creating a whole section of commentary together.

"This has to be fetish content." You comment, watching in creeped-out-awe as the video is just about people sitting on and squishing things.

"I can't see how it isn't" Ranboo shrugs, "Who is watching this?"

"Probably like, middle aged moms, you'd think" Tubbo replies, "Or like, brainrotted YouTube Kids children"

"Probably the latter"

The group votes on no more Troom Troom, feeling genuinely weirded out by some of the stuff on their page. You get Tubbo to pull up 5 Minute Crafts, a much better option.

"I hope that slide caves in" Tommy comments, seeing a thumbnail or a slide being made out of cardboard boxes.

"Me too, brother" You smile, "I mean how would it not? That child looks like they're maybe 80 pounds, this is a safety violation"

"Oh my God" Tubbo speaks, resting his head in his hands.

Freddie is the first to laugh, doubling over in his chair as Tubbo clicks on the video with the cursed thumbnail. "Did you see that?"

"Y/n was right, this has to be fetish content"

"What fetish includes eating off of toilet seats!?" Tommy loudly questions, seeing you stare into space out of shock and concern.

"That's probably the worst idea to solve that problem too, like, it'll still roll off and it hurts to have a whole toilet seat around your neck, ceramic or not" Ranboo chuckles, repositioning to sit criss-cross in their chair.

"Oh my God" You cringe, "Why are we putting pounds of garlic into a stick of butter??"

"I bet you that texture is so rank when you taste it..." Tommy cringes as well, seeing the oil being frozen after baking for reusable purposes. "It looks chunky!"

Freddie fake gags, crying about how he wanted to go home.

"Okay, no more!" Tubbo chuckles, clicking away to the YouTube home page. "Enough of that, I feel myself losing braincells"

Tommy shouts, hands to his mouth to create more sound. "Troom Troom for president 2024!"

"And I thought what we had was already awful"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #mcyt x gn reader #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader

[calamityandme]

I feel like word vomiting so I thought I’d blog.

Today is a good day. I can feel it inside me.

Yesterday Danny and I got groceries. We were able to spend a little more on things this time around compared to the last two or three shopping trips. $245! That’s not a lot to some, but it is much better than the $200 we’ve been making stretch two weeks that we’ve been having. We have been very broke before so this is wonderful.

We went to Aldi and then Walmart. It made me very overstimulated to go to two groceries stores after cleaning for R, but it was worth it to have food in the house again.

Today I’m taking advantage of the food in the house. I am making a dessert. It’s chilling in the fridge right now but it looks really yummy. It’s two cans evaporated milk, one can sweetened condensed milk, and a thing of jello blended together. It looked good online so fingers crossed it lives up to my expectations.

I am also going to make some crab rangoons. I am not going to fry them, because I am terrified to do that when Danny is at work and also I don’t feel like it. I’m going to bake them. It’s my me day anyway I don’t want to do too much work lol.

I might also make some beef for dinner. It depends on my energy levels.

I woke up and made myself coffee. It was nice to treat myself. I have been adding some chocolate chips to the bottom of my cups to make it like a mocha. It’s real good lol.

I made myself a joint that I’ve been smoking on most of the day. Just now around 5:30 PM I’m making a bowl in my pipe. It’s been nice to just slowly smoke on it and have a slower start to my day.

I watched the Five Nights at Freddy’s movie on Peacock. It was fun. I hope they make another. I know people complained it was cheesy, but bottom line it’s a children’s horror game franchise that made a PG-13 movie. It’s going to be PG-13 at times. I just appreciate the level of detail in the animatronics and how MattPat was in it lol. A fun movie.

I think I’ve been feeling good emotionally. Yesterday I was very overwhelmed so I was kind of bitchy. Once I ate food I was much more pleasant. Today, idk. I think I’m just focused on getting these cooking projects done. In my head I’m plotting what I’ll do next. When I’m done writing this Im going to finish my bowl and get started on these crab rangoons.

I love when it rains, makes me feel like things are going to be okay. Idk why. I just feel safe when it’s raining. Maybe because I sleep to sounds of rainstorms.

[based-ducks]

Tweek joined the gang the latest so Token forgot 2 buy him his own color coded bean bag chair

#yes I stole this headcanon from aisle 10 DO NOT @ me #also they r watching freddie got fingered #south park #creek #craigs gang #craig and those guys #token black #clyde donovan #jimmy valmer #tweek tweak #craig tucker #my art #doodles

[shelbymustange]

netflix suggesting jay and silent bob to me like fuck they know me so well

#me: i like Film #also me: haha i luv dum stoner comedies from the 2000s. they r so gud. #u know what i need to watch again? freddy got fingered #that movie is a fuckin fever dream i love it

[sunny-day-dream]

also im sorry but, some hc like that for a WHINNING moon and freddy? pleading eyes

Attempt 3 to post this, because it keeps deleting itself -.- (Omg I had so much fun with this ahhHHH)

Warnings: NSFW, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Cum Inflation, AFAB-Reader, Fem!Reader (She/Her) pronouns

MOONDROP

🌙 Continuing with Suns POV, Moon would be even more intent on filling you, taking his turn the second Sun was satisfied with his efforts.

🌙He'd be hunched over you in an instant, lapping at your neck with his long tongue, eyes locked with your own as he pushed inside you, almost gasping as he felt how filled you already were, how Sun’s own cum seemed to run from you heavily (much to the other AI’s annoyance)

🌙You'd find yourself with your hips raised from the bed, legs held of either side of his own as he thrusts into you roughly, still hunching over you as he watches your every expression closely- face so flushed and his eyes almost seeming to roll back in his head as he listens to the sounds that come from his deep thrusts- all wet and messy and loud and he needs m o r e

🌙 "Pretty thing-"

🌙 He’d find it SO HARD to speak, voice glitchy and crackly and he’s just so intent on cumming inside you- chasing his end over and over and over again until he’s left panting and draped over you, whining in your ear as he tries for just. ONE. More. Just to make sure you’re as full as you can possibly be.

🌙 ”Sweet thing, I’ll keep your cunt filled for days if I can- just stay here, let me-.”

🌙 And if you’re not blurry eyed, drooling and overly agreeable by then? He doesn’t think he’s done well enough, and will push himself further, mouth gaping open as he grinds into you desperately, whispering praise after praise about how well you’re doing- how good you’ll look when they’re done with you.

🌙 This man will stay inside you for hours, making sure his cum stays deep, petting at your face and hair to keep you all calm and comfortable as he does so, soothing you to distract you form how bloated your lower stomach was with his cum. It’ll only take one look at his drooling, needy expression to have you clenching around him again- and then? He’s back at it, grinding himself against you, because you obviously need it right?!

GLAMROCK FREDDY

💙 OH BOY, OH BOY!

💙 You want desperate and whiney?? This here is your man.

💙 He doesn’t even know that he’s doing it at first, but he’d already cum inside you once tonight- and after catching a glimpse of how fucking perfect you looked dripping with his cum, he’s petting at your body in seconds- almost rubbing against you as he tries to coax you back into bed.

💙 He’s got you on your knees very soon after, pressing your front against the bed, hands gripping at your hips as he presses himself back inside you- an utterly sinful noise leaving him as he watched his seed seep out around his cock

💙 The next thing you know, he’s hunched over you- his front against your back, one hand on your hip and the other gripping the headboard like a lifeline- fucking slamming himself deeply inside you with a growl rumbling from his chest

💙 His voice is trailing off and he’s whispering praise after praise to you with what words he can put together- and when you cum around him??? He’s whining and panting and grinding into you desperately, trying to press as deeply as he can while still keeping himself pressed closely against your back

💙 When he finally cums inside you again, he’s slow to pull out, thrusting lazily just a few more times to make sure he’s utterly spent before he does.

💙 The way he presses your front to the bed before pulling back gives him the perfect view of your abused cunt- your legs spread wide open, ass in the air as his cum drips from you.

💙 You’re panting and spent, so when you feel his hands settle on you, his fingers gently spreading you open for a better view- your cunt clenches, and it sends another wave up cum dripping from you.

💙 He’s on you again in moments, so needy and clingy as he does so, nuzzling against your body as he coaxes you back for another round

#moondrop x reader #headcanon #fnaf security breach x reader #daycare attendant x reader #fnaf security breach #glamrock freddy x reader #ask #smut

[slashingdisneypasta]

Horror Villains And: Period Sex

oh that is the perfect gif I totally forgot all about it but oh boy. thanks billy for your service to this blog.

Warnings: Obviously, menstruation, blood, and smut. I’m dealing with a particularly uncomfortable period (for me at least) and just want some e m p a t h y about it.

~~~

Who LOVES it:

Freddy Krueger: ABSO-MOTHER FUCKING-LUTELY. It’s a struggle to keep his hands off you (on a normal day) during your period. He can smell it.

Kieran Wilcox: yes please mommy, he’s waiting.

Luda Mae Hewitt: This is her secret kink.

Michael Myers: B l o o d  p l a y? Any kind of bloodplay, Michael is into it. If you weren’t already bleeding, he would probably make you bleed, with his (Actual) knife.

Mickey Altieri: Bring it. Jesus christ, Mickey thinks its so hot. Getting his cock or his fingers coated in your slick and your blood (Seeing the string consistency between his fingers), seeing you in a total mess from your period and being fucked to oblivion? Oh yes.

Midnight Man: He just likes it. I dunno. I don’t have a logical reason, extension or explanation of my vibes here but I am getting them from him.

Patrick Bateman: Oh my god it is his favourite kind of sex. Yes yes yes. Please please please. He marks your cycle in his calendar, with special notes about flow and mood. Soon enough he’s figured out your whole period every week and knows exactly when the iron is hot enough to strike. Any w h e r e, any t i m e .

Both Pennywise’: Ooooh, watch their eyes glow and their hair get more luscious when you tell them. Their teeth get sharper and the whites of their eyes get whiter- they’re horny as fuck now. Be a good sport and give them a lil taste, won’t you? A smell at least? That, or have them trailing you like lost puppies for the rest of the week, and curling up to/around you as tightly as possible when you’re sleeping.

The Clown / Jeffrey Hawk / Kenneth Chase: Where else could he possibly go on this post, honestly.

The Man (Hush): Yep.  He’s favourite time of month.

Who is like ‘a b s o l u t e l y  n o t’:

Jerry Dandridge: Do I really need to comment? I mean, he can control himself being around you on your period, but you cannot let that blood smell hit the open air. Your controlled, classy vampire bf will disappear in an instant and will be replaced with… well, Evil.

Yeah no thanks:

Debbie Loomis: She’s not vehemently against it, but still… nah? Thanks for the offer tho. And it won’t happen when she’s on her period either, c e r t a I n l y not. Don’t even touch her when she’s on her period, jesus christ.

Jennifer Check: Yeah she just got a new manicure. Over her dead body will you stain her new French tips with your coochie blood. And if she puts her mouth down there, it might excited t o o much if you get what I mean and you will become a real snack.  

Is indifferent towards it:

Bo Sinclair: You’re sure into him durin’ this time o’ month, aren’t you? Eh… whatever. Hop on. He’s happy to help his partner, especially if its in such a gratifying way! I mean he won’t buy you any fucking pads but he will do this and there’s Bo as a boyfriend for you.

Chucky / Charles Lee Ray: I mean sure? Blood doesn’t scare him and it is, in fact, a turn on for him of course so sure. Plus, you’re less likely to get pregnant at this time, which is great! Doesn’t see what the big deal is, here. (Although, weirdly, I see past Chucky from Curse to be very much in the next category)

Inkubus: It’s not even a big d e a l, man, its cool. He likes all kinds of sex. Go wild.

Jason Voorhees: Jason is basically ace in the way he conducts himself on a general basis but if it tuned out that he was interested in sex and/or was willing to do it with you, then some blood leaking out of your private parts because of some natural causes is not going to change his mind. Is this not normal??

Jedidiah Sawyer: ???Alright??? He wears a mask made of skin, your natural bodily functions are not going to scare him away. Besides, the knowledge that it could lessen menstrual pain for you is a nice bonus. He’s gotta take care of his family.

Roman Bridger: It’s really not a big deal to him. We’ll just put down a darker sheet, or some plastic. You both need this sometimes (Him for emotional support when he’s stressed, and you of course cuz you’re on your damn period) and a bit of blood is certainly not a deal breaker. Besides, he finds the easy thrusting to be nice and comfortable. Preferred sometimes, actually. Just some nice, lazy, relieving sex with your director boyfriend.

Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt: A little bit a’ blood aint gonna turn me off, sugar. Don’t you worry bout that.

The Djinn: See Inkubus. Except, our dear Wishmaster is so much more of a tease about this.

Is enthusiastic when they learn that orgasms lessen period pain:

Bubba Sawyer: He doesn’t care about exposure to blood, obviously, and he doesn’t see it as gross at all but he was still concerned about whether that was safe during your… monthly thing… but once he found out that it could help you with cramps he got on board immediately! ^^

Lester Sinclair: Oh boy, well okay then, let’s give this a go then!!

Mayor Buckman: He knows the drill; Boone gets terrible cramps. Don’t worry, he’s got you.

Pamela Voorhees: Oh of course she’ll help you out when you’re hurting ^^

Stuart Lloyd: Well… don’t get him wrong, for sure there is the part where it helps you in a seriously uncomfortable time… but then there is also the fact that he is a lil bit of a secret freak and menstrual care is a good excuse for him. (So he also belongs in the first category ^^)

The Deathslinger / Caleb Quinn: Blood doesn’t bother him, and if it’ll give you a hand with yer monthly problem then you just need to ask him. You’ll be on the bench in the saloon with your thighs spread without a second thought, like asking for a glass of water. (Except of course Caleb’s a lot more hands on about the whole thing of course (; ) He’s happy to help.

The Huntress / Anna: Oh!! Really?? It’ll help? Okay, then, sunflower. Remove your pants. Let’s go !!

Vincent Sinclair: He’s just very supportive and helpful through all areas of your period. He doesn’t understand, but he can still be sympathetic and help the way you say would be good ^^

Is curious and will try:

Billy Loomis: Is really curious and excited to try it. I mean, he likes blood? He likes sex? And this is both those things?? Fun lubricant, yay.

Chop Top Sawyer: And when I say that he’ll try and I REALLY MEAN IT, MAN. Like, go big or go home. He’s going to eat you out at this time and he’ll end up really enjoying it. Buckle up babes, you’ve awoken something buried pretty damn s h a l l o w l y inside him.

Granny Boone: Similar to Chop Top except with him, you had to tell him you were on your period and all so it would be different and all, while with Boone she was the one sniffing it out and *cough* hunting you approaching you about trying it.

Jill Roberts: For the same reasons as Billy. Plus, she wants to be able to say ‘well I did it for you- you have to do it for me.’

Leslie Vernon: I mean, he’ll give anything a shot once. What’s the harm?

Piper Shaw: Same as Jill.

Stu Macher: Super enthusiastic to try!! XDD Just, like, dyed lube- right?

Is c a u t i o u s:

Carrie White: … periods have always been difficult for her… But she’s willing to give it a try as long as you’re willing to return the favour! ^^

Thomas Hewitt: Tell him, if whatever he does hurts you. He is very serious about this. He wants you to feel better, but he doesn’t really know this works and does not want you hurting in his vein attempt at making you feel better. So, please. Tell him how you’re feeling. He’ll get really good at making your cramps and discomfort go away.

They may take some convincing:

Drayton Sawyer: I mean, he’s of course not afraid of some blood but… uh… Well, I mean, he doesn’t really have a big, or even moderate sex drive in the first place so any sex of any kind takes some warming up to. Maybe if the stars aline and you catch him on a good day. Otherwise, he tells you to just suck it up.

#tw: blood #tw: periods #Slashers x Reader #Horror Villains x Reader #Horror Villains and Period Sex #Smut #Drayton Sawyer #Thomas Hewitt #Carrie White #Stu Macher #Piper Shaw #Leslie Vernon #Jill Roberts #Granny Boone #Chop Top Sawyer #Billy Loomis #Vincent Sinclair #Bo Sinclair #Lester Sinclair #Bubba Sawyer #Sheriff Hoyt #Charlie Hewitt #Luda Mae Hewitt #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Kieran Wilcox #Roman Bridger #Debbie Loomis #Mickey Altieri #Michael Myers

[cursestothemoon]

Hi Charly! Could you do a headcannon about Fred and his virgin girlfriend having sex for the first time? But she’s feeling self conscious because he’s more experienced and she’s worried about not being as good as his past partners not me projecting or anything 🙃

as a virgin who cant drive this request really resonates with me

welcome to the fred show pew pew

ill stop.

17+ IF YOU ARE TAGGED AND DON’T WANT TO BE TAGGED IN SMUT PLEASE LET ME KNOW

warnings:NSFW, vaginal penetration, loss of virginity, fingering

ok so

first i wanna get into fred before you came around

his sex life specifically

i think fred likes to have fun

nothing wrong with that

so yeah he's been around the block

a few times

so he knows what he's doing when it comes to sex

he takes pride in how good he is honestly

but i also think his first time wasn't all that

he probably lost his virginity rather young

14 maybe 15

the girl was 16 maybe 17

and he kind of pressured himself to lose his virginity after hearing his amazingly cool older brothers talking about 'this bird i shagged...'

it was bill

and fred loves bill

idolizes bill

so in his efforts to be just like him he had to lose his virginity

which he did

but he was beyond nervous and fidgety

he's almost certain the girl felt so bad she lied and said she finished when really he was in there for two minutes TOPS

but he got better over time

also he made sure that the person he was with finished first because he's still a little embarrassed abut that first time

george is the only person who knows about his first time, he didn't want anyone else to know

ESPECIALLY bill

anyway

so by the time you guys start dating fred is very experienced in the bedroom

you are not

you are a virgin

thats ok

😌

i feel like fred would just assume your not a virgin if you didn't tell him otherwise

because 1) you are drop dead gorgeous and could get it literally any time you wanted

and 2) he just assumes everyone does it unless told otherwise

you would be talking one day and somehow your first times would come up and fred would go beet red and admit how terrible it was for him

and then you'd kinda just 🙂

because you don't have a first time story

fred would not catch on at first

he would be very confused

then you'd go pink and come out with it

"...i'm a virgin, freddie."

he was honestly surprised

but once he noticed how genuinely uncomfortable you were admitting it, like it was something bad

he'd go into protective, comforting freddie mode

would go above and beyond to tell you that it wasn't a bad thing at ALL and he wishes he would've waited

and then he goes

"now that i know, i'm going to make sure your first time is amazing, love."

then he'd kinda just pause and go red again as he thought about what he said

"i mean, assuming you'd want your first time to be with me. totally cool if not, but i reckon that would be rather odd considering we are dating... unless you are breaking up with me...wait don't break up with me."

you'd just giggle and pull him into a kiss

"i want my first time to be with you, only you."

"i am so glad we are on the same page."

ok fred would go ALL OUT to make sure your first time was amazing

unforgettable

and you ARE finishing.

it would be over summer

you're staying at the burrow for the next month

and fred has it all planned out

you had told him you were ready a few weeks ago and he told you he wanted to surprise you for your first time

so you've just been waiting

he'd set up a cute little tent in the meadows of the burrow

string up some lights in the trees

plethora of blankets and pillows in said tent

wait i forgot their tents are like huge inside

aW WAIT IT WOULD BE LIKE A WHOLE CUTE LITTLE ROOM

STOP🥺

anyway

he'd have some food

some water

many condoms

he's so excited

oK so the sun would just be setting

and fred says he has something to show you outside

he also knows with a full house no one is going to come looking for you two, but just in case george knows the plan and is there for damage control just in case

so you go out with fred and hes practically skipping and hes all giggly

and you are starting to feel his giddiness so you guys are just this giggly mess together

then he gets to the spot

the sex tent

and it's beautiful

you are blown away

and he is just so happy seeing you happy

so you guys eat a little

talk

have some fun

he will feed you food to be romantic

you will get a grape dropped down your shirt

fun times all around

and then your eyes kinda lock

and his are all crinkly from laughing

his freckles just a bit more prominent in the summer season

you are suddenly hit with this intense feeling of love

how much you are in love with him

how much he's in love with you

and you're sure you've never been more ready than you are right now

fred is feeling floaty

you are looking at him with this look in your

and it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy

he'd reach out to cup your cheek, his thumb gently running across your cheek bone

then he'd pull you closer and rest his forehead against yours

your nose would brush and he'd run the tip of his nose along your nose before placing a kiss on it 🥺

you push forward and capture his lips in a kiss

and its on.

he pulls you into his lap

you guys are in heavy a make out

his hands are on your ass

your hands are in his hair

then he pushes you closer with his hands on your butt

the feeling of his hardening cock in his trousers against your clothed clit has you shuddering because jesus christ almighty

you've never felt anything like that before

you whimper into his mouth and fred is sure he's died and gone to heaven

so he does it again

after a few more times youre moving your hips on your own accord

you'd never admit to him that you'd fantasized about this very moment

in this very position

but instead of him it was a pillow you were grinding against

anyway

you guys moved to the bed in the tent

fred pulls away and he's holding your face in his hands so gently and looking at you with so much love

"I need to know that you are completely certain that you want this. I need you to be absolutely sure, love."

"I want this. I want you."

there was no hesitation in your voice

so he'd slowly take off both your clothes making sure that at any given moment he's got more off then you to make sure you never feel uncomfortable or embarrassed

so like if you've got your shirt off, fred has his off two and is working on his pants THEN he'd move your pants

now you are in your bra and underwear

he's in his briefs

and he can't help but take you all in

your skin

your curves

each dip and line

everything about you is just so beautiful

and he's just barely touching you as he's dragging the back of his fingers down from your neck to your belly button just watching as your skin erupts in goosebumps

he's never seen anything so beautiful

i think it was in that moment that he knew, no matter what, he would always be in love with you

all of you

he looks for your approval before reaching behind you and unhooking your bra

when your bra comes off thats when you get the butterflies in your belly

and lets be honest

on the inside

fred's a mess

like he might get choked up

regardless

the tiddies are out

fred leans down and starts to place slow, loving, kisses across the skin of your chest and in the crook of your neck before trailing them down to your breasts

you let out a shaky breath as he takes your pebbled nipple into his mouth

his hand moving to tease the other one

he's sucking and licking the sensitive nub making you breathless

then he'd drag his tongue down to your belly button then just below it before sucking a hickey onto your hip

he'd KISS IT AFTERWARDS TOO 🥺

he'd look up at you silently asking if you were ok and if he could remove your panties

you nod

youre nervous and excited and just ready

so he pulls off your underwear

and suddenly you feel very naked

but you also feel more comfortable than you ever thought you would

because it's fred

and he's your best friend

and he's just so

comforting

and you'd trust him with your life

so its a positive experience

his brings his thumb to rub gently circles on your clit before running two fingers up your slit to collect your juices

you let out a breathy moan as he slides a single digit into your entrance

his head is resting on your thigh placing sweet kisses on the skin as he adds in a second finger

his other arm is hooked around the thigh that his head is resting against, with his hand falling just close enough to your cunt that he can rub slowly, tight circles on your clit

you cum pretty quickly from fred's intense, intimate fingering

and he makes sure to make a show of putting his fingers in his mouth moaning at the taste of your release

he moves up to your lips, pulling you into a kiss

and you can taste yourself on his tongue

and there is something so erotic about it

that has your pussy clenching

ok so he pulls off his boxers and you audibly gulp

he's

l a r g e

and he notices your apprehension

he doesn't want to lie and say its not going to hurt

because in all honesty it might hurt

fred presses a calming kiss to your forehead as he lines himself up with your entrance

"im going to go slow, alright. if at you want me to stop tell me, ok, bunny?"

"ok, i might be bad at this."

"never"

aND HE'D SAY IT WITH SUCH A SWEET SMILE AND THIS LOVING TONE

BECAUSE YOU COULD NEVER BE BAD AT ANYTHING EVER IN FRED'S EYES

ESPECIALLY THIS

BECAUSE HE THINKS YOU ARE LITERALLY PERFECT

AND HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH

anyway

it does hurt a bit

its uncomfortable

you do get a little teary because of the dull burn of the stretch

and fred's heart aches seeing the way your face screws up in discomfort

but after a few minutes

and a few kisses from fred

youre ready for him to start moving

he starts off slow

the pain is starting to dissipate

and it begins to feel really good

like really good

i forgot to mention it earlier but fred IS wearing a condom

back to the story

so pretty soon you guys are enjoying yourselves

fred is kissing on your neck and lips

youre tugging on his hair and letting out breathy moans and whimpers into his ear

you cum a second time before fred spills into the condom

he slowly pulls out

and the feeling of emptiness after he does so is your new least favorite feeling

you are just craving to be near him, to be impossibly close

he pulls you into his side and starts peppering kisses along your hairline

and his fingers are running up and down your back

and hes just holding you so tight

stop🥺

"i love you, bug."

"love y'too, freddie."

your slurred words made it lear to him that you were starting to fall asleep

you guys would have to wake up super early the next morning and sneak back into the house

and you'd both be super giggly and cuddly and just hanging off each other

fred wouldn't want to let you go and would pull you back into him every time you tried to leave and go into ginny's room (where you were staying)

aW then for the next few days you guys just cant keep your hands off each other

and you both are so in love

sHUT UP I LOVE FRED WEASLEY

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@siriusement

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@readyg0erge

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@therealhouseelvesofhogwarts

@onlyfreds

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[hopelesshunny]

the love languages part i: gifts (f.w.)

pairing: fred weasley x fem!reader

summary: fred doesn't like to admit that he gets jealous when it comes to his girlfriend, after a overhearing a conversation where the love of his life is the topic he goes shopping.

warnings: jealously, slight possessiveness, greasy comments from greasy guys, kissing, fred playfully slaps y/n's butt once.

word count: 1.8k

a/n: this is the first instalment of my love language series, i'm hoping to update it over the next four mondays!! i'm starting a taglist for this series and for my future writings in general which you'll find here, i'm so excited to keep writing for this series and i'd love to hear what y'all think of it - my ask is always open and i can't wait to hear your opinions!!

*all photos are from pinterest*

series masterlist // part ii // part iii // part iv

Fred laid back on his bed, his hands clasped behind his head as he watched his girlfriend adjust her uniform in the mirror. Fred had known Y/N for years but she had become a Weasley family staple after she rescued a very stressed Ron in the library who was pouring over a potions essay that Hermoine had refused to help with. It wasn’t until they had convinced Y/N to spend the summer at the Burrow with them this past year that Fred had finally worked up the nerve to express his feelings for her, and now here she was flashing him that sunshine smile in his dorm room, his mirror, making her way over to kiss his lips.

“You’re staring Freddie.” She giggled, as she plopped down in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Can’t help it angel.” He replied, pressing a sweet kiss to her forehead. “You’re just too good to be all mine.”

“Well-” she started “I can assure you that I am, my love.” He chuckled as he placed another kiss to her lips. She closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of his lips on hers for a little longer than she probably should have. In all honesty, Y/N had been crushing on Fred for years, long before he had even known who she was. She had simply intended on observing him from afar, sneaking in quiet chuckles at the jokes he and George cracked in class, stealing quick glances at him across the Great Hall as he teased his siblings. But when she developed quite the unlikely friendship with his younger brother and they had invited her to their family home, Fred started to see her in a different light. Y/N had been at the Burrow for over a month when Fred finally realized that maybe the reason he always wanted to be close to her and that he laughed the hardest at her jokes wasn’t just because he wanted to be her friend, he wanted to be her boyfriend, he was in love with her.

She was everything he had ever wanted, the perfect girl for him, but her being perfect made her quite the center of attention. Fred would never admit that he was jealous but the stares she attracted as the pair walked down the hallways always got to him. However, she never noticed the way other people looked at her, probably because she was too busy staring at him, too focused on the feeling of his hand in hers.

“Freddie.” She whined, wriggling in his grasp. “I’ve got to get to the library and you’ve got practice.” She giggled as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent.

“The library isn’t going anywhere and they won’t mind if I’m late.” He mumbled which earned a playful scoff from her.

“I have a feeling that your lateness will not be excused.” She replied as he groaned into her skin.

“Fine.” He spoke before placing a playful smack to her butt, signalling for her to move off of him so he could reluctantly get ready for quidditch practice.

“Don’t worry Freddie, I'll find you once you're done.” She cooed, placing a kiss to his lips before making her way out of his room and down the hall, leaving him breathless, once again.

Fred quickly got dressed and started the trek towards the pitch, his head flooded with the thoughts of Y/N, a smile seemed permanently etched on his face. Until he overheard voices from around the corner; there stood two Ravenclaw boys leaning against the wall, and the topic of discussion happened to be his girlfriend. Fred gritted his teeth at the sound of her name coming from such mouths, his jaw becoming tight as he felt his hands ball themselves into fists.

“No, I’m telling you, she knows how to fill a uniform.” One of them groaned as the other laughed in agreement. The thought of someone staring at her, making such comments about his girlfriend made him angry, but the fact that they were looking at her like that, like she was nothing more than a body, infuriated him. She was so much more than that, sure she was gorgeous but she also helped his younger siblings with their homework when they couldn’t figure something out, she baked bread with his mother on Sunday mornings and always reassured him when he felt like the entire world was against him.

“You’re right.” The other remarked. “Don’t know what she sees in Weasley. Merlin, she could do so much better.” He added, running a hand through his hair. Fred couldn’t listen any longer, couldn’t handle the garbage he was hearing.

“And I assume you think you’re better eh?” Fred spoke as he sulked his way out of the shadows, causing the two boys to jump at the sound of his voice. “Quiet now, are we?” He chuckled.

“It’s only the truth Weasley, she’ll leave you at the sight of someone better.” The braver of the two spoke. “You’ll be tossed out soon enough.” Fred could feel the anger bubbling inside of him, but he knew that Y/N would despise the thought of him fighting, especially over her.

“We’ll see about that.” He breathed, feigning a lack of bother, the two boys stared at him, shocked at his response as he simply walked past them.

The week had melted itself into the weekend and the thought of his conversation in the hallway still plagued him, he knew Y/N wasn’t like that, she wouldn’t simply drop him if someone better came along. He knew that she loved him, knew that she barely even noticed those who were interested in her no matter how persistent their efforts in pursuing her were. But he needed something, something to prove that she was his, something that could show that she was proud to be his. After seething over this for the past week, thinking about constantly pulling his jumper over her head or maybe just never letting go of her hand in an attempt to keep greasy eyes off of her, it finally hit him and after a sneaky visit to a jewelry store he had a solution.

“Hey princess.” He spoke, excitement evident in his tone as he took his spot next to Y/N in front of the tree she was leaning against.

“Hi, my love.” She replied, abandoning the book she was reading to lay her head in his lap. He sighed with content, running his fingers through her hair as she gazed up at him, nothing but pure love gracing her features.

“I got you something.” Fred said softly as he ran a thumb across her cheek, she looked up at him, taking the hand that wasn’t occupied on her face into her own, interlacing their fingers.

“Freddie-” She started, but he stopped her, pressing a finger to her lips.

“No, no, no.” He protested. “I know you always say you don’t need gifts but this one means a lot to me.” She stared at him curiously as he continued to speak.

“I overheard these guys talking about you and I tried to not let it get to me but I- I couldn’t.” He spoke, her face softening. “I know you love me and I love you more than anything, I just wanted to get you something that could show everyone that, that could show you that.” He ran his fingers through his crimson hair and let out a shaky breath as she brought his hand to her mouth, gently kissing each knuckle. He was so nervous, he had planned exactly how to go about this in his head, but here in this situation, with her staring up at him with those eyes, all previous thoughts of smooth words and flirting were abandoned. He wanted nothing more than to spill his guts to her, tell her every single reason why he loved her, kiss every inch of her body.

“I always say I don’t get jealous when it comes to you, but I do, I hate it when other people look at you the same way I do.” Her lips quirked into a smile. “You’re the love of my life Y/N, there is absolutely no one out there better for me than you, I’m all in.”

“I couldn't agree more Freddie, all my bets are on you.” Y/N said, rising from her spot in his lap to straddle him. She placed her palms against either side of his face, resting her forehead against his closing her eyes and feeling the heat of his cheeks against her hands. Fred reached into his jacket pocket to reveal a small velvet box, Y/N’s eyes grew wide at the sight. He chuckled, sensing her surprise.

“It’s not an engagement ring angel.” He started, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “At least not yet.” He opened the box, where a simple silver necklace sat, four letters sat in the middle, his name in plain script. Y/N gasped, her hands flying to her mouth as Fred pulled the necklace out of the box and loosened the clasp.

“May I?” He asked, a grin etching itself on his face.

“Of course.” She whispered as he placed the chain around her neck.

“There.” He spoke, leaning back to admire her, she looked so pretty with his name lying against her skin. “What do you think?” He asked, his voice quiet as he searched her face for some sort of indication into how she felt about the gift. She stayed quiet for a moment, simply staring down at the necklace, she ran a finger across the letters as Fred bit his lip, nervous at her sudden silence.

“I love it Freddie.” She whispered, pulling his face to hers capturing his lips with her own before kissing his forehead, both his cheeks, his nose, his eyelids, his lips again and again. He broke into a full fledged laugh until he noticed the tears in Y/N’s eyes.

“Oh no princess, don’t cry.” He chuckled, wiping away stray tears.

“They’re happy tears Freddie.” She giggled. “Just love you so much.”

“I bet I love you more though.” He retorted, resting his hands on her waist as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I’ll have to buy you more gifts if you keep kissing me like that.”

Y/N sighed in response, her fingers twirled in the hair at the nape of his neck. They both knew that Fred could never buy her another gift for as long as they both lived and she would still love him as much as she did in this very moment. There was so much uncertainty in the future but right now, with his name around her neck and his arms wrapped so tightly around her waist she knew that no matter what happened in the next month, the next year and for the rest of her life, her love would be completely and utterly Fred Weasleys.

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[descendantofthesparrow]

Harriet Hook; the tired bitch who deserves a break from raising everyone

i have always Headcanoned that Harriet is like, legit the oldest vk on the isle, like straight up the first born vk. and because of this, once she was old enough to scowl at someone, babysitted fucking allllll the big bads kids. she's everyone's mom. everyone respects her, even Mal (when she was on the isle) didn't fuck with her (Harriet held Mal by the ankle when she tried to snatch Harriet's pocket watch one time, she never tried to steal something off of Harriet again) so she's fucking tired after 19 years of taking care of everyone. she needs a nap and three energy drinks thank you very much

more HCs under the cut

its widely known across the isle that if you fuck with Harriet you are either going to have every single vk after your ass or your funeral planned because Harriet's going to fucking kill someone. 

she's REAL protective of her baby brother and sister, and while most of the time she hides it (to protect them even further because on the isle fondness is weakness), she will go mama bear mode if you even lay a finger on her siblings. (someone did try to hold them for ransom when Harriet was 12 and...well that person was never seen again)

the Smee twins are just, soooo damn attached to her (their favorite is Harry but Harriet's a close second with CJ being the “fun one” aka the one that lets them blow shit up (harry does too but he wont let them light the stuff up))

at some point EVERYONE had a crush on her (well minus two people, Harry and CJ + most of the adults.) the only one she acknowledged was Ginny Gothel and they had a fling for a bit before they split. (Evie also had a crush on the buff ass-tall ass pirate girl but it never went anywhere because Evie only saw her around a couple times after she was let out of banishment then she was shipped off to Auradon)

Harriet is tol, like TOL. Harry is six feet? Harriet is 6ft 2. Harry hates this, Harriet can still pick him up so she likes to do that and coo at him like she did when he was younger. Harry always says he hates it and its super embarrassing but deep down he likes being held by his big sister. CJ and the twins use her like a jungle gym, she says she hates it but she never stops this.

Harriet's eyes flash red just like her fathers, Harrys, and CJs do when she gets pissed. they have only turned red (aka stayed red after they flashed) three times in her isle life. once when James almost killed Harry and she shoved him into the wall and broke his leg. twice when someone took Harry for ransom, and the third when someone tried to r*pe her and she killed them (no one tried to touch her again after that, along with anybody under her protection)

Harriet was born in September, September 12th to be exact, so she's a Virgo.

Harriet has sacrificed eating and a comfortable sleep to make sure Harry and CJ got a satisfied belly and warm bed multiple times before, she was both relived and sad when Harry got his own apartment and started getting regular meals at Ursula's chip shop and CJ moved in with Freddie and conned enough money to get her own food easily.

she approves of Uma but she sometimes misses the days where Harry would follow her around like a duckling.

she's Bi with a preference for women (she still has one-nighters with Ginny)

she is the only girl on the isle that the Gaston twins will listen to (she's fucking scary guys, and she has kicked their asses multiple times to make them listen) 

she has her own ship that used to belong to her dad but she won a bet with him and just took it. its called ‘The Scarlet Maiden’ 

her crew is made up of mostly older vks, all younger than her of course but still older vks, Sammy Smee is her first mate.

uhhh das all i got for Harriet heh. 

@camscendants​ i know you simp for Harriet so here <3

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[theoreticslut]

“Bloody hell, it’s only taken you five years.”

Part 2 to “You don’t share real well”

pairing: fred weasley x reader x george weasley

requested: yes 

word count: 3k

warnings: references smut but it’s not graphic, fluff

A/N: i didn’t plan on writing a part 2 to this, but i think it turned out so well so thank you so much for requesting it @immajustreadwritereblog !! I hope you like it just as much as I do Xx Also, a HUGE thank you to everyone that’s been reading, commenting, & reblogging my work!! I posted two different stories  y e s t e r d a y & they’re both super close if not already at 100 notes!! not to mention i’m also close to 200 followers already! like that’s absolutely crazy!! I feel like I just started this blog so i’m just very overwhelmed and grateful to every one of you! I hope you continue to like my writing and will continue supporting me! I seriously love you all so much <3

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You groan as you turn over in bed, waking up a bit. You hiss as your head is already pounding from the lack of sleep you’ve had recently. Not only have you been working, but you’d also spend much of the night cuddling with Fred and George and just enjoying each other’s presence.

Since seeing the twins again at Bill and Fleur’s wedding you had nearly moved in with them. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had to go back to school anyways so it’s not like you were missing much at the burrow.

Fred and George had asked you over for a week, which soon turned into two and then three until suddenly it’d had been nearly three months that you’d be there.

“Good morning, darling.” George smiles as he walks into the room carrying a mug of coffee.

“Morning, Georgie.” You smile, watching as he sets the mug down on the stand and then crawling on top of you, laying on top of your body as he wraps his arms around you.

You giggle, smiling widely as you kiss his forehead and run your fingers through his hair.

“Is someone a bit needy this morning?” You whisper, still playing with his hair as he whines a bit.

“I just need you to hold me.”

You smile and nod, kissing his forehead once more before letting him just lay there. Since you’ve sort of moved in with them, moments like this have happened more and more between all of you.

You've more than made up for those few months where you couldn’t see each other. Both of them are showing you more affection than all your years combined, however. It’s almost like they’re trying to catch up on all the time they’ve wanted to hold you and be close to you that they were too afraid do at hogwarts with so many other people around. it was obvious you were all close friends, but truthfully you all had been wary of being too cuddly to prevent any unwanted questions about your guys' relationship from peers and professors.

You weren’t going to complain, you loved the boys and any time you were held by them or got quick kisses from them made you more than happy. You still hadn’t shared your true feelings with them, but why would you when you already had this? If you told them you loved them you were afraid all of this would stop.

“Hey, George, I - what’ve we got here?” Fred asks as he walks into the bedroom, stopping and pouting when he sees George holding you.

“Morning, Freddie.” You smile, getting him to smile a little bit at you before going back to pout at his twin.

“Why am I not getting cuddled?”

“Because it’s my turn. I need some of y/n’s love this morning.” George mumbles out grumpily to his brother, his face pressed into your stomach.

“That’s not fair. You’re always cuddling her.”

“I got here first.” George argues and you sigh, shaking your head at the two.

One thing you could say for sure about these boys was that for being adults, they still very much acted like children at times. it was endearing in a way, however, because you were truly the only person who got to see them both like this.

Fred had made his way over to the two of you and was attempting to push his twin out of the way so he could have you instead. You sigh, chuckling ever so slightly.

“That’s enough you two. I am more than capable of loving you both.”

“You are?” They ask simultaneously, Fred looking up at you as George finally lifts his head from your stomach.

“Of course I am. I’ve loved you both up until now, haven’t I?” You chuckle, not yet realizing what you’ve admitted.

“You love us?” Fred asks, wanting to smile but in total disbelief that you would actually love the both of them like they do you.

“Of course I do.” You smile, pushing back the hair that’s resting on his forehead.

“Like, you really love us?” George asks, sitting up and straddling your body.

“Like as more than friends?” Fred asks.

You nod, blushing madly but not breaking eye contact with either of them.

“Well, yeah. Do you think I’d let anyone else kiss me like you guys do? Do you think I’d have anyone else hold me as much?”

They both try to stop the smiles from taking over their faces, but neither of them succeed.

“We love you too.” George smiles, kissing your lips.

You freeze for a second as this is the first time either of them have actually kissed you. They’d kiss your skin and your head and hands, but they’ve never kissed you.

You smile into the kiss as you kiss him back, you’re lips seeming to perfectly fit his.

“We’ve loved you for years, but weren’t sure how you would take it. We were afraid you’d only love one of us, or even worse not loves us at all.” Fred admits as you and George pull away, George going to kiss and suck on your neck.

“Well I guess you both got pretty lucky, huh?” You smile, leaning over to press a kiss to Fred’s lips.

“That we did.” George smiles, kissing your neck again.

“Let us show you just how lucky you are.” Fred smiles as he pushes you down so you’re lying on your back, placing another loving kiss on your lips before laying down beside you and kissing down your body.

“Boys.” You gasp as Fred kisses just below you belly button, working on removing your shirt as he trails kisses up your belly.

“We’ve been wanting to do this for so long.” Fred admits breathily, as he cups your breasts.

“I love you.” You sigh as George lifts your shirt over your head as Fred works on removing you’re bra.

“Take it all in, princess. This is all for you right now.” Fred smiles, kissing your lips as George presses kisses to your bare thighs below your pajama shorts.

~.~

You can’t help but be happy that night when the three of you head over to the burrow for Christmas dinner with the family. You had finally confessed your feelings to the boys you’ve been crushing on since the second year and Merlin did it work out in your favour.

Not only did they both like you back, but you found out pretty quickly just how blessed you were with these two. They certainly knew what in the bloody hell they were doing when showing you just how lucky you were.

“Merry Christmas, Molly.” You smile, hugging the woman who’s been a second mom to you as you get inside the house.

“Merry Christmas, dear. It’s wonderful to see you again. How has it been living with Fred and George?” She asks as the two hug their father and siblings.

You smile at them, loving how close they were with their family. This is honestly the only thing you've wished for for so many years. You spent hours upon hours imagining what it'd be like to be a part of a loving family with a loving partner that's proud to show you off to them. Little did you expect when meeting Fred and George, that they'd be the ones to give it to you.

“It’s been really nice. I’ve never realized how much I miss them when we’re apart.” You admit, chuckling as you get your jacket off.

She smiles at you, taking your jacket and setting it over the back of one of the kitchen table chairs.

“For the record, we miss you too whenever you’re not around.” George smiles, wrapping an arm around your waist as Fred hangs his around your shoulders.

They still can’t believe what had finally happened earlier. It almost felt like a faraway dream, but knew differently when they could both recall the taste of your lips and your scent. They couldn’t wait to get you back in bed tonight. Now that you were theirs, they didn't plan on spending much time away from you.

They'd never admit it, but those few months you guys spent apart were literal torture for them. So many nights the two of them had laid awake in their separate beds wishing they could conjure you there with them. They had missed the faintly sweet smell of your perfume that felt like home to them. They missed your body heat that was never enough to keep them warm if needed, but was comforting nonetheless. They missed having your voice and laugh fill the space around them.

“For Merlin's sake, you three look so cute together. When will you finally get together?” She chuckles, bringing a blush to your cheeks as you gaze down at the floor.

You look up at the twins as they smile down at you. After you had all finished this morning and lay in the post-orgasmic bliss, they finally asked you to be theirs and theirs only, kissing your fingers and nose and shoulders, pressing quick kisses to your lips as you said yes.

“Well, mum.” George starts, as you smile.

You knew she’d be excited. You had the inkling suspicion that she’s been well aware of your feelings for each other long before you guys were.

“Surprise.” Fred says, smiling at you and then over at his mother.

“No! Really?!” She gapes, smiling widely as she clasps her hands together.

“What happened?” Arthur asks, as the family come rushing to the kitchen.

“Wait, did they finally get together?!” Ginny squeals, rushing over to you as she notices how the twins are holding you.

“We did.” George chuckles, kissing your forehead as their mum and sister gasp, Ginny squealing some more in excitement.

“I knew it! I knew they liked each other!” She cheers, hugging you three and jumping in excitement.

“It’s about time. Bloody hell, it’s only taken you five years to get here.” Ron states, earning a smack in the head from Hermione.

“What? It’s true.” He pouts, rubbing the place hermione smacked him.

“Yeah, but you don’t need to point it out. Just be happy for them, Ronald.”

You three chuckle at the younger sibling and his girlfriend before each of your boyfriends give you a sweet kiss on the lips to remind you just how much they love you, even if it had taken five years to admit it.

✨BONUS✨

“Freddie, Georgie. It’s too early to be up.” You groan as the two of them are kissing you and tracing their fingers along your sides or arms. Essentially they’re just not letting you sleep and you’re not sure why.

“Princess, today’s a special day.” Fred smiles, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“It’s my birthday, I’d like to sleep in a bit longer.” You huff, burying your face into the pillows.

You can feel George start kissing at your shoulder as he traces patterns into you thighs. You're not gonna lie and say it wasn’t turning you on, but it was certainly annoying you.

“Guys” you sigh as Fred sucks on the spot just below your earlobe.

“Are you really going to complain when you get to wake up to this?” Fred asks, chuckling at you.

“You two are unbelievable. I swear to Merlin you’re the horniest guys I’ve ever met.” You huff, turning over so your laying on your back

“And that’s a bad thing?” George asks, kissing your lips.

“Not bad, but annoying at times.” You quip, smirking and kissing him back as Fred traces patterns into the skin where your shirt has risen.

“We just want to treat the birthday girl to a  good morning. We have a few things planned for today and thought you’d enjoy this first.” He smiles, placing a few hot kisses to your neck.

“You know what I'd like even better?" you ask, smiling as you loosely wrap your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his lips as he keeps tracing his finger over your thighs.

"What's that, darling?"

"Some breakfast in bed. Maybe some pancakes and hot chocolate. With some strawberries and bananas cut up on the side."

Fred chuckles as George smiles at you, biting his lip as he admires your beauty.


"I'm sure we could do that for you, princess. After we finish here." Fred smiles, kissing your nose causing you to scrunch it because it tickles.

"I'm holding you to it, Weasleys." you smirk, moaning as george presses his finger against you in just the right spot.

~.~

As promised, Fred and George cooked you breakfast after you had all finished and you hopped in the shower. You sigh contently as the warm water hits your back. It's been just over a year and a half that the three of you have been together and you don't think you've ever been happier.

Sure you guys had your problems from time to time, usually one of the boys getting jealous for some silly reason or you getting upset with their continued immaturity on some topic or another, but you were always able to resolve it and move forward. Somehow you three just worked.

You rinse off your body and make sure the majority of your conditioner was rinsed out of your hair before you shut off the water and step out of the large shower. that is one thing you loved about this apartment, was how large the shower was. It was a walk in with a rain shower head and more than enough room for you, fred, and george to shower together.

You dry yourself off with a towel before wrapping your hair up in it and sliding your silk robe over your arms, tying it in a loose bow at your waist.

"Don't you look stunning." fred smiles at you when you walk up to the island and sit down. He serves you a plate of pancakes with a swirl of whipped cream on top along with some sliced strawberries and bananas next to them.

You smile, blowing a kiss at him as you take a bite of the food.

"mm, thank you loves." you smile at the two of them when george sets a mug of hot chocolate in front of you.

"I love you two so much. I hope you know that." You smile, taking another bite of your pancakes as Fred hands George a plate of pancakes and takes one for himself.

"We love you, darling." george smiles.

"More than you could ever know." fred adds.

you nod and smile at the two, feeling your heart inflate with love. you honestly aren't sure what you would be doing with yourself if you didn't have these two.

~.~

You smile as you take in the scene around you. After a day spent shopping around muggle London as well as diagon alley with fred and george, you were now having a beautiful dinner with the rest of the weasley's at your guys' shared apartment.

Fred and George had prepared a wonderful chicken casserole with bannocks (biscuits/rolls) and had invited their parents, their siblings (Ron, Ginny, Bill and Fleur being the only ones who came), harry, hermione, and some of the members of the order, including Sirius, Lupin and Tonks. You really couldn't have asked for a better evening. You were surrounded by people who loved and cared for and who loved and cared for you.

"I think it's about time for gifts, don't you, princess?" Fred asks after a few minutes of everyone chatting after eating.

"Oh, uh, if that's what everyone would like to do? I don't mind waiting." you smile.

"Yes, let's see you open gifts! I just know you're going to love mine." ginny smiles and you chuckle.

"alright, then. You guys tell me what i'm doing."

Fred and george smile as they start handing you gifts that you open one by one. Eventually you get down to one last gift that everyone seems excited about.

You look at it confused as it's such a small box, yet the twins had purposefully held it until last.

"go on, open it up, dear." your hear molly say and you smile, working on carefully ripping open the wrapping around it.

"What did you guys get me? As if you haven't already done enough for me today." you chuckle, looking at your boyfriends.

"just open it. I think you'll like it." fred smiles and george urges you to keep opening it.

you chuckle lightly, shaking your head as you continue unwrapping it to find a small, black velvet box. Suddenly you realize what it is and look up, mouth agape.

"you didn't. did you?" you ask, tears already starting to build in your throat and behind your eyes as you look over at the two red heads standing behind everyone else smiling directly at you.

"we did." george smiles as they both walk over to you, kneeling in front of you, fred taking the box from your hands and opening it to reveal a stunning two band ring.

you can't believe this, letting out a small gasp and covering your mouth as it hangs open when you finally see the ring in all its beauty. the first band is thin, consisting solely of tiny diamonds around the entire circumference. the second band is just as thin, also consisting of tiny diamonds around the circumference, but this one sporting a single diamond in the middle.

"y/n, darling, we love you more than life itself. we're honestly not sure what we would do with ourselves if we didn't have you." fred starts.

"fred and I were so excited when you told us you loved us that day just over a year and a half ago. we're aware that this may seem real sudden as we haven't been dating terribly long, but in our hearts we knew we wanted to be with you for life since our fifth year at hogwarts at least. it's probably been longer than that in all honesty." george chuckles, smiling at you as tears threaten to spill out of your eyes.

"we would be the happiest men alive if you agree to marry us. in return, we would do everything in our power to make you the happiest woman in the world. What do you say, princess?" fred asks, him and george watching you as you nod, choking back a sob as you answer.

"yes. yes! i can't imagine saying anything but yes. I love you two more than anything in this life." you smile, tears now free falling down your cheeks as you pull the two of them into a hug while everyone cheers around you.

"we're so happy for you three. you truly have no idea what it means to your father and I to see you so happy and in love." molly smiles, a few tears falling from her eyes as she look on at the three of you, so obviously in love with each other.

"welcome to the family, y/n! we're going to have so much fun now that we're sisters." ginny cheers and you chuckle, wiping at your eyes as each of your fiancés’ place a band on your finger, the diamond encrusted one going on first, followed by the one with the single diamond.

"we love you, darling." george smiles as he kisses you, holding your waist.

"so much." fred adds, taking his turn kissing you when george steps back.

#harry potter #harry potter fluff #harry potter imagine #harry potter smut #fred and george weasley x reader #fred and george weasley #fred weasley #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley smut #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley fanfic #george weasley #george wealsey imagine #george weasley fluff #george weasley smut #george weasley x reader #george weasley fanfic #hp smut #hp fluff #hp imagine #smut #fluff #harry potter oneshot #oneshots #imagines #fred and george weasley imagine #part 2 #sequel #requested

[nbrook29]

So a few weeks ago, @foxsake5 sent me one of those dialogue prompts, and at the time I wasn’t taking them anymore but since she’s the sweetest I just couldn’t say no 😌💖

I’m sorry for the wait, I hope this isn’t awful :)

Therefore, ladies and gentlemen:

159. [text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

***

The hopes he had late last night of waking up with all his symptoms miraculously gone vanish seconds after he wakes up and gets aware of his surroundings. 

His head still feels like it’s full of cotton, eyes sting and itch at the same time, and his nose being all stuffy is the proverbial cherry on top of his misery. Before he can fully grasp this truly pathetic situation he’s in, he feels the beginnings of a sneezing fit brewing in his nostrils and sure enough, a moment later all hell breaks loose.

When he finally finishes, his chest aches with the effort and he drops his head back onto the pillow, whining at the unfairness of it all. 

Every year, it’s the same story. Spring comes, trees and flowers release tiny grains to fertilize other plants and Robbe is doomed. He’s so fucking doomed. April barely arrives and he turns into a sneezing, itching, coughing, swollen mess. It’s not pretty. Far from it actually. 

He curses himself for being stupid and believing he was cured after last year’s very mild case. Thinking about it now, it was probably due to being forced to stay in the house for the entire month more than anything. All his hopes of battling this fucking thing forever are now officially gone. His disappointment is immeasurable, his day is ruined.

And, Sander’s not here.

Why is he not here.

Why isn’t he lovingly stroking his brow to ease his sinuses pressure like he did last night.

He’s gonna have to have a serious conversation with his boyfriend because this is just unacceptable behavior.

Tugging the duvet tighter around himself to prevent the chilliness of the room from touching on his toasty warm body, he reaches for his phone. When Sander’s beautiful face welcomes him from his screen background, he yearns for his comforting presence even more. Yes, he’s being a tad dramatic, but sick Robbe has always been a drama queen, needing care and attention. Mama Ijzermans always laughs at him, saying he turns into a five year old when down with a runny nose. There may be a bit of truth to that statement, Robbe is a man enough to admit that. He just really hates having to blow his nose every ten seconds and all that, okay? Sue him.

Just as he’s about to start typing, his eye catches something flickering in the sunlight on Sander’s pillow. Frowning, he shifts closer to inspect it and discovers sprinkles of glitter covering the bottom half, and it’s honestly barely detectable, but for Robbe’s skilled eye it’s no hardship. 

Weird. Unless he somehow missed the fact that Sander turns into a sparkly unicorn every night at midnight in the last year and a half, there’s no reasonable explanation for glitter being in his bed.

He decides to leave it be for the time being and goes back to the job at hand.

R: Where are u and why aren’t u here 

S: Hello to you too, love of my life, light of my day 

R: ☹️

S: I had to run home cause I forgot I promised my mum I'll be there when the couch delivery comes

R: That's a very elaborate excuse for you abandonning me

I won’t hold it against you if you decided to leave me after being faced with my gross snotty self :(

S: You’re not gross

R: I don’t believe you

S: Okay you’re a tiny bit gross rn but I'm not afraid of your snot 💪🏻

I'll be back in 40 minutes x

R: I'll try to survive til then 🥺

I miss you 🥺

I need your cuddles 🥺

I miss your fingers in my hair, my head hurts less then 🤧

S: You're so sweet when you're all sniffly 😂

R: That's cause I need you to get your butt here faster

S: I'll try my best

R: Okay :(

Hey sander?

S: Yeah?

R: My bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall

S: 😶

R: Why is there glitter in my bed

S: Idk

R: I hate glitter

S: Maybe it's the allergies making you see things

R: 😠 what did u do why is there glitter in my bed????

S: Gotta go the delivery guy is here love youuu 

R: SANDER!!!

***

When he wakes up next time his head is still stuffed, but the feeling of warmth coming off Sander’s body and his hand playing with his hair makes it that much bearable. Scooching closer, he wraps his arm around his waist and buries his face into his black t-shirt, hoping the graphical form of Freddie Mercury in the front of it won’t mind much if he messes it with his runny nose by accident.

“I bought croissants on my way over, and there’s hot lemon tea waiting for you in the kitchen. Do you feel like getting up?” Sander asks in a gentle tone, hand stilling where it felt so good on Robbe’s scalp.

And no, he doesn’t really feel like it. So he decides to use the power of his eyes on Sander and rests his chin on his chest, giving him a pleading look that he knows his boyfriend is far from being immune to. 

“Bring it here?”

Sander regards him for a second like he’s searching for a strength inside him to say no to him, but very quickly he gives up, head shaking at himself as his fingers resume the ministrations in Robbe’s hair.

He lets out a deep sigh. “I’m such a pushover, aren’t I?” And Robbe knows he won because there’s a smile tugging at Sander’s lips and a moment later, he disentangles himself from Robbe’s grabby arms, heading to the kitchen for their breakfast.

They eat in bed, sitting side by side, shoulders brushing as they keep reaching for the goodies on the tray balanced on Sander’s thighs. Robbe has his feet tucked under his calves, his extra clinginess during sick time coming out in all force, but Sander doesn’t comment on it, just smiles and kisses his temple, looking like he doesn’t mind to be his personal teddy bear for the time being. He lets Robbe lie half on top of him when they watch silly youtube videos and draws mindless patterns on his back as his arm is probably asleep from being stuck in the same position. His fingers make goosebumps rise all over Robbe’s body and he must be thinking the shiver is the result of cold because he then meticulously tucks the comforter around him, making sure Robbe is burrito-like and safe from cold.

It’s the first time Robbe has been somewhat under the weather since they got together and he melts at every caress and gentle touch that Sander provides without even thinking about it and just in general being this five star on booking.com thoughtful boyfriend.

So yeah, Sander is passing this when-in-sickness exam with flying colors, Robbe thinks, as he leaves a few kisses on what looks like Freddie Mercury’s hair, reveling in Sander’s content sigh.

It’s an all around peaceful afternoon, except when the peace is occasionally broken with sneezing, blowing (only nose, damn it) and groaning in displeasure. Sander is taking it all like a champ, teasing him only a little and handing tissue after tissue, his face twisting at the grossness of Robbe’s state only a few times. Mostly, he just squeezes him tighter, scratches his back in that way he likes, kisses the pout out of his face despite the gross factor and makes him a fresh tea. 

He even cooks him a soup when Robbe naps out of things he finds in Robbe’s mom fridge, leaving Robbe himself gaping at him in astonishment, more so when the soup actually turns out good, because he had no idea Sander could cook something more than croques. 

The confession earns him a light jab in the ribs, light because Sander is still considerate of his state, but jab indeed because he will not stand for Robbe disbelief in his cooking skills, hell no. Robbe then keeps moaning in pleasure at the taste of every single spoon of the tomato soup to show his gratitude (and because it’s really good) and Sander rolls his eyes at him, but there’s a pleased smile on his face that lets Robbe know his ruffled feathers have been smoothed.

When they get back to just simply lounging around in bed with Robbe breathing (wheezing) loudly as he plays with Sander’s fingers, he remembers something.

Propping his head with his hand, he narrows his eyes at Sander. “So what about that glitter?”

The guilty look that immediately blooms on Sander’s face leaves him with no doubt that it was his fault. He thumps his chest in frustration.

“I’m sorry! I just, I was kinda bored after you fell asleep so fast last night, and, um, I bought some new paints yesterday,” he explains, wincing at Robbe’s growing frown. He scratches his head before he continues as if to delay the fallout. “And I wanted to try them out a bit and some of them might have contained, um, glitter in them?” he ends in a squeaky voice, waiting for Robbe to blow up, because he’s well aware of his burning hate for glitter. 

It’s like herpes. Once it’s on you, it never goes away.

“I can change the sheets later?” Sander adds wide-eyed, buttering him up as he leans in to kiss him once, twice, three times, until the scoff on Robbe’s lips melts completely. 

He could get mad, but Sander has been so sweet today and he’s looking so apologetic now, like he’s actually afraid Robbe may throw him out the door for this unfortunate incident of bringing that abomination into his house. The idea is so ridiculous it makes him giggle, and at first, Sander’s confused, waiting for the other shoe to drop, but when Robbe doesn’t stop, he scoffs at him and pouts.

“Ugh, you made me believe you’re gonna yell at me and put a ban on sex for a month or something, jerk.” 

He folds his arms all petulant as Robbe keeps rolling in bed, laughing, but then the sneezing fit abruptly stops Robbe’s fun and he sits up straight, letting out one sneeze after another, losing count after the eighth one. He thinks he got to twenty in the end, his new record, and when it’s finally over he feels so miserable and achy he doesn’t feel like laughing anymore. His eyes are so watery it feels like they’re gonna spill out any second now, nose rubbed so red it’s painful to even breathe and cheeks burning hot from the congestion.

Sander keeps handing him tissues, holding the waste bin in his other hand, and Robbe must look really awful because all signs of sulking are gone from his now sympathetic face as he gathers him into his arms, whispering sweet nothings into his hair as Robbe hides his face in the crook of his neck to keep his frustration tears at bay.

Sander is graceful enough to not say anything when a few escape anyway.

“Maybe you should see a doctor, huh?” he suggests after a while, hand stroking Robbe’s arm. “Maybe he will give you something?”

Robbe shakes his head, his voice raspy when he replies. “It’s no use, the doctor is gonna give me stuff that’s gonna make me drowsy. I just need to get over those first few days, it always gets better afterwards.”

He gets a lingering peck to his forehead. “Okay.” 

“Thanks for being so amazing.” Robbe looks at him with sincerity from under his droopy lids, thumb sweeping under his eye in caressing motion. Sander just smiles, shaking his head a little as if Robbe’s gratitude is silly.

“You’re always there for me when the situation is reversed, right?”

And they both know he’s not talking about allergies, of course he’s not. No more words are necessary as Robbe considers him for a few seconds, love shining in his bloodshot eyes before he shifts closer to place a kiss on his chin and then snuggles to him as close as humanly possible, his heart full when Sander does the same.

Robbe’s eyes sting too much for them to keep watching anything on their phones, but they’re also too lazy to get up and actually do something and they’re not yet hungry enough to think about preparing dinner. So to kill time, Sander quizzes him about Bowie and his lyrics, the year and a half of them being a couple pretty much skyrocketing Robbe’s knowledge about this man, so he knows the answers to 3/4 of the questions, Sander's eyes gleaming with pride as he pretends to wipe the imaginary tear making Robbe giggle and forget about his state for a while.

Eventually, Sander’s calming and sweet like honey voice lulls him to sleep, and the last thing he registers as he’s losing the fight to keep his eyes open is Sander chuckling as he promises him quietly to paint him in all of the intense colors of those glittery paints he owns soon and there’s nothing he can do to stop him.

#wtfock

[theblackbirdsgemimagines]

Ramble away, cause I feel the twisted head rot, I kinda wanna see what you think about our bois. ~ a pocket sized dragon hops in excitement.

A POCKET SIZED DWAGOOOOOONNNN 😭💞💞💞 That’s so BLESSED, and tysm omg, I’m very glad to just spill out my barking on every boy, bc yEAH THE BRAIN ROT SKDHAKDB

THE BRAIN ROT IS SO REAL LOL

Everything I breathe ends up relating to TWST in some way, like at this point just let me take my friends, cousins, and pets, and of course Lulu and Seb, and I will have 1. A Gottdamned Harem, 2. So Many Children, and 3. NEVER WANT TO LEAVE. Kwfhskdhjwek

Ok this is gonna be long bc I gotta cover all my boys, so rip lol.

Dorm Leads:

Riddle

GOD, my Fucking Baby, my CHILD, my SWEET BABY BOY, I’M 👁💧👄💧👁

I would die for him, beetch, he is PRECIOUS ♥️

He reminds me of how I feel Ciel would behave if S/O took the place as Sebastian’s contracee, too, so like 🥺 Lots of feels 😭

Is Son, I have adopted him now. If you mistreat him, don’t ever speak to me or my son ever again. I’ll FIGHT his MOM, don’t TEST me. I’m his new mom now. His BIRD mom. So proud of him, he’s like...one of the few that’s actually shown growth in canon after his overblot kshdkadjs

Leona

👁💧👄💧👁

.....I am a Mere Simp....

Ya’ll.... I swearh to ghOD I simped hard for Scar back when I was a wee thing, I did NOT expect to simp for him AGAIN LATER IN LIFE, what the FUCK aidhskdhskdj

Like shit bitch, damn, you may not be king of Afterglow honey, but you can be king of my heart if you wAnt to bb....

Leona: *smiles once, even if it’s smugly*

Me: *WEEPING* Look at hiiiiiiim!! My sunshine booooooy! 😭

Does this make me a furry

Probably

I am too Simp to Care Anymore

I HESITATED TO GET ATTACHED BC THIS BOY LOOKS LIKE A FUCKIN WOMANIZER IF I EVER SAW ONE, BUT HE DRINKS HIS RESPECT WOMEN JUICE EVERY SINGLE MORNING AND I WAS A GONNER SNDJAJDHSJ

FUCK

Call me a Herbivore again, bully me //SLAPPED

Azul

He secretly a lil shit sometimes, but tha’s ok, it’s mostly in a silly way, especially post overblot~ UvU

The sweetest bby everytime I read fanposts on him, like god, ah 💜💜💜 WHOMST COULD BULLY SUCH A CUTE CHUBBY OCTOBABY I’LL FIGHT ALL OF EM!! A sweetheart 10/10 would be his friend 💗 Not making contracts with him tho, lol

...ok maybe SOME after his overblot, but they’re able to be easily reversed now, so it’s way more chill andhsjdj

Kalim

FUCK!!!! F U C K!!!! BABYYYYYYY!!!! BABY!!!! I HAVE ADOPTED HIM IF YOU TOUCH HIM YOU D I E

He is literally so sweet, anytime anyone was like “you’re so nice it’s annoying” I WAS READY TO COME FLYING IN TO BITCH SLAP THEM LIKE AJDHSKDHSJ (even if I also loved them lol)

Like NO you are WRONG whfksjd

He has also grown so much, and I am proud ♥️🧡

Vil

Jesus Christ, canon Vil is Hurting Meeeeee ajdhskdhsj

My fave fanon Vil is the one that recognizes all different types of beauty, though~ uvu and is v encouraging to anyone that may be struggling with self hatred 💜

Canon: Vil is pretty~.

Me: Wow, wtf???? He IS so pretty... How rude I didn’t think you were serious! Wow him??? Pretty??? Wow??? Wow...

Idia

I’m not sure yet, as I haven’t seen him very often, but of the few times that I have: BIG same, huge mood, and Me FUCKING Too, goddamn akdhakdj

Idia is my Anxiety and Anime Nerd personified tbh lol

What Ortho is to him are what all my comfort characters are to me, honestly.

Like what would you like bby, you want that singing voice?? Ok here comes a synthesizer just special for you~. Ily, mwah~ u3u 💕

Malleus

HEAVY BREATHING

Ok maybe it’s just the lack of story/info out on him yet, but I don’t currently simp as hard for him compared to Leona, I’ll admit jajdkajd

BUT BOY HOWDEY DO I EVER STILL S I M P...

He Is Baby... And I Lob Him....

I am going to smooch those horns and forehead crown of beautiful scales 🖤🖤🖤 I am going to do it!!!! Here I go!!!

HE CAN HAVE ALL THE ICE CREAM AND TAMAGATCHI DATES HE WANTS I’M- 😭

This man is too precious for words, and I have so much childhood nostelgia to ‘enchanted’ woods, and being in the mountains, so he has Old Fae Friend vibes to me~🖤

DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON F-

Ngl I ship him and Leona a lil bit lol

No, not just bc that makes a poly with my two faves easier, but that is a bonus factor jadhajdj

Vice Dorm Heads:

Trey

Oh my god, the Daddy to my Mommy with all these newly adopted lil kids of ours, ya know??? What a wholesome sweetie and funny lil shit jahdksdh~

I love him, I would gladly make tarts with, AND for him 💚💚💚

The kind of boi who I’d ship HARD with anyone he started dating bc My God it would warm my heart So Much 💞💞

Ruggie (unofficial but may as well be at this point lol)

He took a while to grow on me kadhskdhsj

But I think he’d be a sweet, if a trouble-maker of a friend to have~.

Dank you for taking care of my sweet lion bby, honey, I’m sure Farrena is a sweetheart, but boi I hope he gets his shit together to fix up where Ruggie lives 😭

I think if I met his granny, I’d CRY jadhajsh 💗💗

Leech Twins (?)

Idk if they’re vice leaders, but who cares lol

THESE are the older Big Brothers in every sense of the word. (My canon ages most everyone up just a bit, save for Riddle, Ace, Deuce, Kalim, Jamil, Cheka, and anyone already 20+)

The ANNOYING older big brothers, lol.

The ones that hug you to death (Floyd), or use you for an arm rest (Jade), and specifically Do the thing you asked/told them NOT to Do.

This is fine with me tho, I’m an only child, please give me the experience of annoying older brothers lol 💙💚

Jamil

I used to hate you bby, I’m so sorry akdhskdhs

I’ve adopted him now, and I’m v proud he’s trying, but making clear what his boundaries are, and trying to come out of a shell he was made to be in for so long 😭

AND HIS DANCING IS SICK LIKE HONESTLY I’M SUCH A PROUD MOM 💗💗💗

Rook

God. FUCKING Rook, lol.

IDK IF I SHOULD TRUST YOU, but I also kinda wanna be your friend akdhakdjs

HE CONCERNS ME but he also seems nice and v sweet sometimes, lmao

Blz don’t stalk me tho 😬

STOP SHOOTING YOUR ARROWS AROUND SCHOOL YOU BLOODY HEATHEN FRENCH PRISS, YOU ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE

Also, if he DARES hunt cute animals around me, especially BIRDS, I am going to GRIP him jahdkahdsk

He’s like if Lord Druitt was a Little More Nice and a Little Bit Less Creepy ajdhak

Lilia:

GOD.

I LOVE THIS FUCKING GRANDPA.

I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS FUCKING. GRANDPA.

I absolutely hc him as nonbinary w/masc pronouns, I absoLUTELY do.

I adore him, I love him, I haven’t gotten a squish (hardcore desire to be someone’s friend, lol) this hard for a character since AngelDust, I-

Pwease be nonbinary friends with me, Lilia 🥺

THE ONLY PERSON HERE SHORTER THAN ME, BUT I’LL TAKE IT AJDHAKDHJS

Anyone know Corpse and how he plays Among Us? That’s how I see Lilia playing his video games with friends and I JUST I JUST I J U S T

The Spencer to your Carly.

He and Crowley are free to compete as Dad with me too like honestly kshdkadjjs

He’ll always be granpa tho uvu 💚💖🖤

Extras:

Ace

God, the Fucking Annoying Middle Brother that pranks you ALL THE DAMN TIME, but I love him andhakdhsk

Deuce

THE BROTHER THAT WILL BEAT UP YOUR BULLIES 💙💙💙 SWEET BABY BOY

The Josh to Ace’s Drake. The Cody to Ace’s Zack. The Freddie to your Carly and Ace’s Sam.

If he and Ace started dating, tho, I would CRY.

But regardless who they end up dating, it’ll be slow burn friends to lovers, and literally the most adorable shit to watch EVER 💞💞💞😭

Cater

Seems Like A Womanizer But Actually Drinks His Reapect Women Juice And We Stan That 🧡

Can always count on him to help tou get the best Magicram shots, bless you Cater 🧡🧡

Also rly wanna be his friend, ngl 😭 Even IF he pranks me a lot kadhakdhsj

Jack:

H E AV Y BR EA T H IN G

Ngl my feelings for him are in the air IDK IF I WANNA SMOOCH OR NOT YET I JUST KNOW I LOB HIM HE GOODEST BESTEST BOY 💛💛💛😭

If all three Savannaclaw bois got in a cuddle pile with me, I would Not Be Mad

How can I give this boy love, tell me and I will Do It

Gift him all the cacti’s he WANTS💛

God he drinks that respecc women juice bright and early on his run every morning, you KNOW he does 💛💛💛

I wawnt to pet his ears an tail an fwuffy wolf form 😭

I WAWNT TO SEE THE BOY SMILE AND BE HAPPY 💞💞💞

Sebek

CHILL CHILL CHILL CHILL CH-

He is a v devoted guard tho, we love to see it UvU

I don’t have more info on him hekdhskdj but his fanmade content seems v v sweet~ 💚

Silver

HE ATTRACTS BIRDS AND I CRY ABOUT IT PLEASE BE MY FRIEND AND TEACH ME HOW 🥺🥺🥺

Him being raised by Lilia and Malleus literally gives me so much Fucking Seratonin....... God 💞💕💗💗💞💞💗💗💕💞

Ortho

IS BABY????? IS BABY!!!!!! I’M LOVE HIM I’M ADOPTING HIM IS BABYYYYYYY 💙💙💙💙💙

Cheka:

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

He is so FUCKING CUTE what the FUCK!

Leonaaaaaaa... 🥺 Your NEPHEWWWWW 😭

I might steal him from Farrena tbh, lIKE MY CHILD NOW~ 🧡🧡

I just sob and hug him every time I see him honestly 😭

Teachers:

Dire Crowley

Ohhhhhh god oh god oh god

Be my dad. Please. Be my dad. PLEASE be my dad. Ya’ll think I’m joking, I’m not. Please adopt me. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

This man as a father gives me so much dopamine and oxytocin and seratonin??? I have been weeping for WEEKS, please adopt me, Sir

Fathers with zero braincells being wrapped around a daughter’s little finger makes me so weak, and I am just here with Daddy Issues like ajdhakdhsj BLEASE ADOPT ME MISTER BIRD MAN

Crewel

Ew.

Forgive me, I haven’t seen much content with him in it/that could be considered wholesome, bUT JADHWKDJSJ

UncoMFORTABLE

Please keep the kink talk out of the classroom, S I R

Call me puppy one more time, see what happens, I’m not scared to fight a teacher akdhakdhsj

Trein

The Dad Figure that tries to be the stern part to Crowley’s blumbering kahdkqrhsjdj

Don’t feel as much attachment to him emotionally, but I like him~

Just let me pet your cat sometimes and give you holiday presents, and we’re cool~ ♥️

Vargas

Found the womanizer //SMACKED

And of course, I can’t forget Grim~!

He’s grown on me, and if anything happens to him I will kill everyone in the room, and then myself 😭

I will pet and snuggle and hold him all he wants and feed him all the tuna his heart desires uvu 💙

#THIS TOOK A LONG TIME FORGIVE ME JADHSKDHSKDH #MY PHONE WAS LAGGING IN TYPING AFTER A WHILE I WAS LIKE KEEP GOIN BESSY ANDHSJJD #twisted wonderland #twst dorm leaders #twst vice dorm leaders #dire crowley #leona kingscholar #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #idia shroud #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #asks #answered #THANK YOU FOR GIVIN ME MORE OF AN EXCUSE JSADBJASDN #<3 <3

[sloppy-butcher]

Can I get some hcs for Freddy x reader who have like very love/hate reltionship? Like they annoy eachother constantly but still seek each others company. Thanks!

This is the first time I have ever tried writing for Freddy and to be honest, I am quite nervous I did him wrong. Please forgive any ooc characterizations i may accidentally give him - i tried my hardest to make him accurate to the 80’s version (yes, this one will be based on old freddy not the new one (2010 remake), hope that it okay <3) i also hope that you don’t mind if i make the reader a killer as i am only comfortable writing for freddy when the power dynamics are equal

Thank you for the request and i hope these are good enough for you 

Headcanons for The Nightmare (Freddy Krueger) with a Killer!S/O who have a Love/Hate relationship

When you are an obedient little dog, when you kill mercilessly and the Entity grows fat from your bountiful supply of food, the spider-god showers you with rewards. Most forms of these appreciations take a physical appearance (new and terrifying outfits to adorn during your daily workouts or new weapons for you to play with). But there were some gifts that were intangible, and otherworldly and oh so irresistible to you - dreams. The Entity lets you sleep if you do well in trials and sometimes even offers you sweet, beautiful dreams. They were indulging at first, so totally vivid in their detail and color that you could almost lose yourself completely in their daydreams. It was a spider web most wonderfully and intricately made. A labyrinth of the mind. But it did not take you long to notice the spider lurking in the corners of his creation.

You spotted him often hiding under the shadow of trees, just standing there in the corner of your eye - one look and he would vanish without a trace. You would have thought nothing of the strange occurrence had it had only happened once and in only dreams. During your walks in between realms, you’d spot the man through the treeline. He was unmistakable in his silhouette and in the way his eyes glowed a horrid orange. You did not fear him however, he was no worse a monster than you were. Rather you were annoyed by his presence in both reality and dreams. 

You bend down and pick up a rock, turning it over in your hands testing its weight and size. “Hey!” You shout at the man who halted his retreat into the dark, night wood at the sound of your voice. “Stay out of my fucking dreams, asshole!” You throw the rock at him, narrowly missing him and instead, striking a tree.

“Such a temper.” A hoarse voice coos from somewhere behind and you spin around to meet it. It was him, moving faster and quicker than air and appearing next to you, closer than ever before. You got your first good look at him. His skin was a sore pink leather and he smelled like smoke. “Trust me, sweetheart, I would if I could. Your dreams,” He takes out a hand covered in razor-sharp knives and mockingly strokes the hair out your face, “, are so boring.” You snatch his hand away from your face, barely noticing the sting of blades in your soft palm and the trickle of warm blood down your forearm. You did not grimace, did not cower, and did not back down. He grins at your defiant expression. “And here I thought you’d thank me for giving you the chance to live in such a wonderful world. I’m hurt,” He feigns agony, his free hand placed sorrowfully on his chest, “, good work always goes unappreciated.”

You scoff and show your teeth. “I would prefer nightmares if it meant I wouldn’t get to see you.” The man laughed and flexed his knife-fingers, fresh blood oozing out your wound.  

“Oh babe, you and me both. I don’t like this babysitter gig anymore than you do.” He leans closer grinning with his horrible yellow fangs, the scent of a recent kill seeping off his tongue. “I prefer nightmares anyway.” 

“You look like a nightmare.” You spit into his face, finally letting go of his weapon and glaring at him. He laughs again.

“You are a feisty one. I think you and I are going to get along fabulously.”

Of course, he did not heed your warning for that very same night you saw him again in your dreams. Though now, he made it a point, not to hideaway. He approached you and actively talked to you, following you around your dream like a resistant plague. He commented on your shit reality, on all the things you could have wanted to dream of, and yet you only wanted to be in an empty field at the brink of dawn. He shakes his head and degrades your poor taste with even more snarky comments. You knew you couldn’t do anything to him while in his dream but in the physical world - well, that is a completely different story. 

If he was going to bother you while you slept like a buzzing mosquito, you decided to bother him when you were awake. In the real world he was much less intimidating, that aura of cosmic power that bubbled around him while in a dream state, was not present in the night air and you smirked at his weakness. You mentioned his height, asking how anyone could be scared of such a small man. He’d lash out, swinging at you with both his blades and his harsh tongue.  He was easy to toil, easy to wind up but a task to deal with. Freddy could take a punch to his pride and deal out damage times 10. 1 mean-spirited remark deserves 10 more. 

Freddy thrived on this back and forth. Ordinarily, he would turn his nose up at the idea of bickering with another killer - sure, some of them were fun, simple minds with which to bend and manipulate in dreams but most were already so twisted in their own self-delusions that well, he just didn’t find them all that interesting. But your mind was sharp and quick, built in the skull of a hardened murder professional yet dainty enough to still yearn for the sunlight world of goodness. A perfect balance. It had been a very long time since last Freddy had had a conversation of equals - a real conversation where the table was not shifted in the favor of either one. If he said something that crossed a boundary or hit a nerve (a task he sought out to do almost every night) you would turn on him, shoot daggers at him with the sole intent of murdering his little ass. Sure, it never really scared him but there was no denying that in a way, to spare with an equal really turned him on. To be challenged. 

There were times when he would become too much. Like the static on a dead radio station, he would drone on and on about a certain topic he knew would heat your blood. Always poking his stick deeper and deeper into the bear until you’d bite. Luckily it was quite simple to turn him off - just don’t sleep. You never really needed to rest in the Fog anyway, tiredness never made its claim over your bones even after a long day at work. Sleep was merely a reward, after all, a gift that could be refused if so desired. If time could be recorded within the Entity’s world, then the longest you had gone without sleep, and without seeing that little creep, would have been 2 months. He had really pissed you off when in a dream he produced a small songbird and made you watch as he melted its skin off - all for sport. A sight that did not necessarily make your skin crawl but one that irked you. It was always a game with him, a competition to see who would break first and try to strangle the other. And, to be dead honest, it was starting to annoy you more than anything he could say or do. So you stopped seeing him, stopped dreaming, and stopped seeking him out in the woods. You were tired of always trying to be bested and frankly, his childishness was wearing you thin.

But there was no denying that in that quiet that ate up the space where Freddy used to stand, a strange loneliness would grow incredibly heavy and dreadful. You missed his rather repulsive company, his witty and sharp tongue always keeping you on edge and on your toes. There was no way you could stop your head from turning around to look for him, seeking out his small frame among the dark wood. It was lonely without the flies, silent and decaying slowly.

For the life of him, Freddy tried to move on. He had never tied himself to one person before, never allowed himself to latch on to anyone save for his favorite little toys. But with you it was different. It was fun to annoy you, it was fun to torment you in dreams. It was even fun when you reeled at him, hackles raised threatening to kill. It was exciting, it reminded him of the joy of being powerful and alive (in a sense). And when you never took his bullshit sitting down, when you'd raise to meet his call, oh how it set fire to his heart. To be challenged. He could feel himself wither away, the interest that you had sharpened only seemed to dull and break off in your absence. He’d hate to admit it, but he missed you. Missed your noise and missed that sweet dream of yours.

Both of you are too prideful to confess to the other that you were lonely. But when, one day, you find yourself dreaming a familiar vision, that built-up residue of solitude melted and you turned to face Freddy eagerly.

“Did you really think you could not sleep forever?” He crossed his arms over his gloating chest, a snake tongue flickering victories in between teeth. “I always get my prey.” You smirk, not surprised in the slightest by his rather rude welcome back. You look around at the grassy field surrounding you both shining a brilliant emerald, the sun feeling warm on your back, and the fresh, clean air carrying with it the scent of spring flowers. 

“Aw, you missed me, Frederick?” You tease him with his unused full name, casting a devilish side-eye to the dream-demon. You see a flicker of panic, alerting you that you had hit the nail on the head before he spits and loudly proclaims,

“Don’t be so far up your own ass!” His golden eyes gleamed pure hatred at you. “It's not a hat.” You laugh at the face of the fuming man, knowing that despite how his actions appeared malicious and distasteful, there was no feasible way to deny that the dream he had made for you was spectacular and expressed something deeper than just surface-level annoyance. 

#dbd imagine #dbd x reader #dbd the nightmare #dbd the nightmare x reader #dbd freddy krueger #dbd freddy krueger x reader

[nightcoremoon]

it's so funny that people will defend to their death their enjoyment of genuinely terrible movies because movies don't have to be good to be good, and then they'll turn right back around and send death threats to fans of comic book movies, say the movies are objectively garbage, and say anyone who enjoys them is a wrong dumb idiot with bad taste who only likes shitty bad movies.

you haven't SEEN bad movies.

superbabies baby geniuses, the babe ruth story, gayn*ggers from outerspace, plan 9, finding nemo jesus, the sand, sharknado 12, howard the duck 1986, superman 4, garbage pail kids, the avengers (no not that one the other one in 1998), scientology propaganda battlefield earth, shyamalan's after earth and the last airbender and the happening and well everything else by him in the past 20 years, freddy got fingered, every paris hilton film, master of disguise, birdemic: shock & terror, ace ventura: junior, son of the mask, smiley, Star Wars holiday special, the bye bye man, slender man, gamer, loqueesha, fritz the cat, the emoji movie, smosh the movie, F R E D, literally any movie from the mystery science theater 3000 backlog, LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE RIPOFF BY STUDIO BRINQUEDO, NOT JUST RATATOING BECAUSE THERES ALSO WHATS UP AND THE LITTLE PANDA FIGHTER,

EVERYTHING BY UWE BOLL,

EVERY SHITTY SPOOF BY FRIEDBERG & SELTZER

THE ROOM,

yeah sure troll 2 and kung pow enter the fist and venom (and ugh I guess the room counts) and catwoman 2004 and the velocipastor and thankskilling and killer bean and shark tale and dozens of other bad movies are still enjoyable in their own rights (even if only ironically) but dear god there are some genuinely terrible movies out there that are beyond your comprehension if you think that captain america and thor is the bottom of the barrel.

you do not get to unironically listen to taylor swift and subsequently feel entitled to an opinion on any media.

I challenge you to watch any of those shitty movies I listed above and tell me that you enjoyed them more than cap 2 winter soldier.

look me in the eyes and tell me that a movie literally called "gay n[slur] from outer space" is better than iron man.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Horror Villains x Reader || Reactions

Reacting to: Reader getting slipped a love potion so whoever they see first, they fall madly in absolute and total love and adoration of. They first see Slasher. Notes: Yep, I've been watching scenes of Strange Magic. This is because of that. I definitely recommend listening to a version of 'I Cant Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch)' while reading XD I'm listening to the Jessica Mauboy cover! ^^

Warnings: Definitely non con elements (Not sexual though) Characters Included: Billy Loomis, Bubba Sawyer, (Mayor) Buckman, Carrie White, Chucky / Charles Lee Ray, Chop Top Sawyer, Drayton Sawyer, Freddy Krueger, Jennifer Check, (Sheriff), Hoyt, Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Patrick Bateman, Pennywise (OG), Stu Macher and Thomas Hewitt.

Billy Loomis:

🎶'I can't help myself'🎶

What.

What kinda - bullshit- leave me the fuck alone-

Honestly he's trying to get the hell away from you (As you tail him) while Stu's at the side texting you where they're gonna be and laughing his bloody ass off when you turn up and Billy suddenly sprints to the bathroom.

Bubba Sawyer:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you'🎶

Oh my gosh, the moment you expression changes from one of fear and disgust, to wide eyed adoration and you start fawning over him?? He has no idea what to d o. Oh, the poor baby XDD

Like, he's just hugging his chainsaw to him as you get up close and touch his shoulders and fix his tie and follow him around and he doesn't r e a l l y mind, cuz its not like you're hurting him, but he is just confused. He's searching for Drayton. Like he'll have any answers, pft.

(Mayor) Buckman:

🎶'I can't help myself I love you and nobody else'🎶

-I'm sorry, what now? Beg your pardon, there?

As soon as he recognises that sparkly, attentive look on your eyes he's slightly baffled. I mean, he's used to being loved - his town a d o r e their mayor, - so he isn't quite as lost as Bubba is or even Billy, but- he just had your friends killed? Sweetheart are you in your right mind?

I can see him sorta, awkwardly starting to treat your a little better then your friends. What?? He'd feel just awful being terrible to someone who 'loves', him! I mean you'll still die probably, but you can stand by him until its time. Self absorbed prick

Carrie White:

🎶'In and out my life You come and you go Leaving just your picture behind And I kissed it a thousand times'🎶

(*^^*) I'm sorry (*^^*) What? (*^^*)

Oh my gosh she's a mess. What do you mean by calling her Sugar Pie? Honey bunch? Sweetheart? Cutie!?!?

She's going to run away my guy, she's going to flee. She is not used to this kind of attention (Or any at all, for that matter) and you've flustered her. She doesn't believe you're just making fun of her though (Since you're just so... adoring. She intense. So in love- this cant possibly be an act) though at least, so there's that.

Just calm. down. bitch. You're going to scare her.

Chucky / Charles Lee Ray:

🎶'When you snap your finger or wink your eye I come a-running to you I'm tied to your apron strings And there's nothing that I can do'🎶

Depends- as a human or a Good Guy?

As a human he might be a bit more reserved about the whole thing and a whole lot more confused like... is this a joke? That's a gun in my pocket, not somethin' else if that's what you're thinkin'. You gettin' off on this? What? What's the deal, here?

As a doll though it TOTALLY goes to his head. You just took this bastards ego man and shot it up with some steroids. Like yes- they even want me when I'm plastic. That's fuckin' right.

I would say, 'No way hosay, he's fleeing- he's got a hot ass wife already!! But that has never really stopped our asshole gremlin man so...

Chop Top Sawyer:

🎶'I can't help myself No, I can't help myself'🎶

'DRAYYYTONNNN, C'MERE AND MEET MAH HONEY PIE. I'M GETTIN ME HITCHED!'

*Drayton from somewhere else in the part* 'YOU'RE WHAT?!'

Yep. No getting outta this now. You're getting married to him. Enjoy.

Drayton Sawyer:

🎶''Cause sugar pie, honey bunch I'm weaker than a man should be I can't help myself'🎶

*Cough* me *cough*

I mean... *awkward cough cough's*... what?

Oh boy, Drayton is awkward. And PINK. Why're you looking at him like that? Why are you running your fingers through his hair? Why're

Like Bog in Strange Magic I think Drayton would set you aside from the rest of the victims for a while, until whatever's gotten into you has worn off at least. And begrudgingly take care of you- and try to tell you that your feelings are just whatever poison's jacked you up- and to please calm down- you wont want this old boy when your senses are back-

Gosh, he's too cute. I love him a lot.

Freddy Krueger:

🎶'I'm a fool in love, you see Wanna tell you I don't love you Tell you that we're through And I've tried Every time I see your face I get all choked up inside'🎶

Hmmmmm~ What'd you just call him?~

You're playing fire here babes-

And by that I mean he's going to push you until he finds the limit to this potion- for fun. Will you still 'love' him if he leads you off a cliff?~ If he carves his name into your back? If he forces this disgusting sludge down your throat? Will you do aaaanything for him?~ How about killing your friend over there?

Goodluck.

Jennifer Check:

🎶'When I call your name Girl, it starts a flame'🎶

Yeah, I mean of course, who doesn't, bye-

This is not shocking to her XD She's hot and amazing, she knows, alright? Shoo.

Depends- are you a dude? Cis or trans- a dudes a dude. And if you are a dude, she is going to take this admiration and use it to her advantage.

If you are not a guy, though, you'll probably get off easy, with an eyeroll as she stalks off. Maybe even a smirk.

(Sheriff) Hoyt:

🎶'Burning in my heart, tearing it all apart No matter how I try, my love I cannot hide'🎶

... Is this a trick? You fucker-

Paranoid military man kills you immediately because he thinks this is a ploy to survive and hurt his family.

Jason Voorhees:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I'm waiting for you (waiting for you)'🎶

Mmmmmm... 😐 this is new territory... he really doesn't know what to do, here...

Uhh... he may lower his weapon, and tilt his head; Silently asking his mother what to do in this situation as he assesses you- you and your own tilted head, corner of your mouth tilted up as you look up (UP UP UP- ) at the 'love of your life'.

Tea? Do you want some (cold lake water and floor leaf) tea?

Michael Myers:

🎶'I can't help myself I love you and nobody else'🎶

Wh... what?

Not gonna lie- you threw him off, for sure when you got down on your knees and just gazed up at him. Even with blood all over him, even holding a shar knife, even with the corpse of your friend a few feet away.

But mostly his feelings are please go away you're freaking me the fuck out.

*The sound of your neck snapping*

Patrick Bateman:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch I'd do anything you ask me to'🎶

How sad for you.

He really doesn't care, man. Just tries to go on with his life, even with you following him around everywhere and trying to get his attention, and being there at his every beck and call- he does enjoy having coffee whenever he wants it, though.

Pennywise (OG):

🎶'I can't help myself I want you and nobody else'🎶

Oh this is HILARIOUS.

Penny figures it out immediately and has a good laugh, as you giggle softly, awkwardly along with him (Which makes him laugh harder-). Ohhhh, you made his century.

You're gonna taste delicious, when he's done with you.

Stu Macher:

🎶'Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you'🎶

Ahhhhh... say what now?

Billy cackles like an evil ferret behind him as you wrap your arms around Stu (The boy himself a slave to his hornier impulses but struggling as Billy's right there and also this is kinda rapey-). Good. he gets a taste of his own medicine now. He looks mortified. GOOD.

Thomas Hewitt:

🎶'I can't help myself No, I can't help myself'🎶

Thomas is a mix of Michael and Bubba- he's thinking but why, but also what do i do what do i do what do i do-

Like one one side, he's annoyed. Because you're geting in his way and he needs to help out his mamma and do what Hoyt tells him to, in order to keep his family safe.

But on the other- he's kind of enjoying this kind of attention.

God, someone just take the decision out of his hands.

#Horror Villains x Reader #Horror Villains x Reader Reactions #Horror Villains #Reactions #Billy Loomis #Bubba Sawyer #Mayor Buckman #Carrie White #Chop Top Sawyer #Charles Lee Ray #Chucky #Drayton Sawyer #Freddy Krueger #Part 1 #Jennifer Check #Sheriff Hoyt #Charlie Hewitt #Jason Voorhees #Michael Myers #Patrick Bateman #OG Pennywise #Stu Macher #Thomas Hewitt

[80s-roger]

Not On My Watch (part 4)

Pairing: Dad!Roger x Mum!Reader (mid-80s)

note: Sorry for waiting so long, my writing app wasn’t working properly, it wouldn’t save my draft, I had to re-write it. I also installed grammarly, but poor me, the free version isn’t enough and the premium kinda expensive. So here’s part four, there will be the next one soon, you’re not ready. also i have my birthday on monday so please give it some love and reblog it, comments will be appreciated.

summary: On this part, you get really close with Roger and narrate a great story from the past to your daughter Laura, which’s going to be continued on the next part :)

warnings: some dirty language somewhere hehe, but nothing uncomfortable.

word count: 3,155

part one // part two // part three //

also check: masterlist // dialogue-prompts 

taglist: @madeinheavxn @namelesslosers @stacymaytaylor​

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Roger was on car with Laura, taking her back to his home. She didn’t know you were there.

"What do you mean daddy? An unusual surprise?" Laura asked as she got off her father's car. "You're not taking me to mum's home?" She added. "Nope, you'll see inside." He smiled at her and grabbed her hand, walking towards his front door. He slightly opened the door, checking if you're in the hallway or the living room. But you were nowhere to be seen. Laura seemed confused. "Let's go inside." He said, making way for her to get inside, ladies first. "Did you get me a puppy?" She excitedly remarked. She knows you don't like pets at home, so it's obvious she would want one at her father's place because he has a garden too. "A puppy?" His eyebrows narrowed. "Ah, no. You stay here, I'll tell you to come upstairs, though, when the surprise is here." He smiled at her before coming upstairs. "Fine, daddy, I'll wait here." She consented and approached the hanging records' certifications of each Queen album on the wall. She looked like a proud daughter. Roger quickly searched for your figure at his bedroom, thinking you might have finished your bath. But you weren't there. He didn't shout your name; Laura would possibly hear it and the surprise could be ruined. He opened the bathroom's door and saw you naked, at the procedure of wearing your towel. "Oh, fuck, I'm sorry, I thought you were still in the bath." He apologised and automatically closed his eyes, trying to respect your private time. "No, it's okay, besides, it's you." You giggled at his reaction. "Is Laura downstairs?" You turned to him after wearing the white towel around your body while your hair bun was finally loosened after drying your back. "Yes, I told her I have an unusual surprise for her. She has no idea you're here." He answered and closed the door behind him. "Aw, my baby..." you awed at the idea of her seeing you with her father while fixing yourself at the mirror. "But when will I go back home, Roger? I'm scared." You changed the topic, unable to forget what happened in the morning. "You won't go back home. You're with me now." He implored. "Woah, hold on, we are still divorced." You turned your body to him now. "Yeah, but it didn't count considering last night." He argued. "We didn't discuss it actually. I just apologised for my weird behaviour." You claimed yourself but your voice tone was getting kinda louder. "So you regretted it, didn't you?" He growled with his eyes getting wider from anger. "You felt guilty because R/N was your concern?" He asked trying to find his rights. "I didn't say I regret that. But it shouldn't have happened either..." you claimed, knowing already you're wrong. "Last night was perfect, I even asked you so many times if I should go on and you were all positive. What's going on now?" He was confused with your behaviour again but now he's unconfrontational enough to handle the situation well. "I know I did. But now you can't tell me I'm with you now. You know living together just doesn't work." Your tone was now lower than before, which is good. But you were tense. Both. "And with who are you now? That asshole beating you because you had sex with me? Make your mind and don't play me like a toy whenever you need it." He was pretty harsh to you now that a slap on his cheek was well deserved. "Don't talk about sex whenever you need it because you lose points there. Or shall I say gain?" You ironically raised your eyebrow, annoying the fuck out of him. "Ah don't refer my sleeping schedules when I'm on tour because I wasn't alone there." He asserted. "Oh, I'm sure. Three or more girls at your king-sized bed." You arrogantly rolled your eyes, turning your gaze back at the mirror. "I haven't fucked you against the wall for years, don't force me to do that now." His body dangerously approached yours, feeling the heat between you two burning your entire existence. You gotta admit you liked wall fucking. "Why? Are you too exhausted to fuck me against the wall?" You smiled as you challenged him on that. You wanted that like hell, but your kid downstairs might suspect anything. "What makes you think of that?" He smirked and pushed you against the wall, turning you around and now feeling his bulge pressing your butt. His hand moved in front of you, trying to rub your folds and give you an orgasm. His head was resting on your right shoulder, at the same side his hand was, giving you neck kisses and heavy breathings at your ear. "Not now." You moaned trying to pull your body away from his. "Laura is waiting downstairs, I have to get dressed." You bit your lower lip after turning around to face him. You baled out on Roger, now leading to his bedroom to find new clothes. But he followed you, feeling sure you would ask for help. "I don't have anything comfortable if you're searching for jeans or sportswear, but I can give you one of my t-shirts. They're large on you." he recommended. "That will do." You agreed, and he walked to his closet giving you one of his many solid shirts. "You don't have any casual underwear right? Just forgotten thongs?" You mocked his not-sleeping-alone habit. He grabbed one random shirt and threw it to you. "I'm afraid you don't wear these. They're not mum-friendly." He mocked you back after taking a couple of these out of the drawer showing them to you. Your ego was too high to play it innocent or uncomfortable. Besides, you've worn these at your early days when you and Roger used to date. He's seen you on these multiple times, what a time. "Who said that? Give it to me." You raised your brow at him, taking the black thong and wearing it under the shirt. He was positively shocked at your confidence. "Οh God, I thought you don't wear these anymore." he gasped at the fact you wore that provocative fabric. He couldn't wait to take it off you. "It's a fact; I don't wear them. But now that I'm here I had to provoke you a little." You smiled, leaning closer to him. Your hand pressed the tense part of his jeans, pressing him to endure. It's not hard, though. "You like being teased?" You asked. He nodded with eyes completely closed. "Too pity, I have to see my girl downstairs." You removed your hand from his bulge and his eyes opened again. As you walked towards the door, he stopped you. "I owe you a wall fucking, a teasing orgasm and what else?" He pretended he was thinking but knew what he was about to say. You were looking at him waiting to hear the last one. "Ah yes, a good fuck. You know?" he winked coming closer to your ear. "On four." He whispered and that got you wet."You like it, don't you?" He teased. "I do. But later." You licked your lower lip and left the room. Roger behind, smiled at the sight of you walking, wearing only a thong and a large shirt. You had to be careful with your moves, so Laura could not see a thing. "Wait, I'll go first." He stopped you and gave you a soft butt spank. "I'll cut your hands, Rog!" You jested him but you gained nothing but a fast kiss at your lips. "Yeah, I love you too." He joked and walked downstairs. "Hey, Laura!" Roger searched for your daughter in the living room. "Laura?" He asked again, looking for her everywhere on the ground floor. "Roger, where is she?" You low-key panicked. "I - I don't know, I left her right here." He pointed at the couch, where her bag was. "Oh, hold on." he considered where Laura could be. "What?" You asked, trying to calm down. "Thank God, there she is." He let a huge breath out, after making sure she was at the garden, smelling the flowers Freddie showed her the previous day. "You better stay with her the next time I'm dressing up after a bath and not attempt to finger fuck me instead." You seemed relieved after seeing her playing in the garden. "Noted." He agreed with your statement and continued staring at your kid. "Laura, look who's here!" He yelled at trying to catch her attention and eventually, after seeing you two together smiling she ran towards your place to hug you. "Mummy!" She was so happy to see you, her enormous hug, made you lose balance as you stood at her height. "What's going on?" She asked surprised, looking both of you. "What do you mean?" You asked as you looked at her blue eyes. "Last night dad stayed with us, he got me to school, picked me up from there, now you're at his home... Are you back together?" She questioned, wishing you guys are truly back. You didn't know what to say, so you looked at Roger. He looked thoughtful, but he had to say something real quick. "We're in good terms now." He kissed her cheek, and his hand was gently placed at your back. "But you'll have to stay with me now for a little." He added and looked both you and Laura. "Wow dad, this is like a dream!" She hugged him and you could tell she was the happiest you've ever seen her after the divorce. "But my stuff? I have to get my other books too... They're at home." She explained. "I'll go later with your mum to get them. We'll take you to John and Veronica to play with their kids, what do you say?" He playfully asked her and she got super excited. "Yes please! I only see Laura at school. It's unfair. We used to see each other more often." She jumped around and you laughed. Laura shares the same name as John's only daughter. So many boys for siblings, she doesn't have a girl company. "Nice then, I'll call John." He smiled and you all walked inside. "Laura, have you eaten?" You asked as you walked with her in the kitchen meanwhile Roger stayed in the living room to call his friend. "Hey, John." Roger said the second John picked up. "Hey Rog, what's up?" He said from the other side. "Hey, there's a couple of days that Y/N and I are getting along." He started. "Oh, that's great Roger! I know how terrible it was. It's good that you're good now. So?" He asked waiting for Roger's request. "So um, she is at my place because she had some issues with the man she dated and I really need, you and Veronica to accommodate our little Laura for tonight. I'll make sure to bring her everything she needs." Roger made sure you were busy in the kitchen so you wouldn't hear a thing. "Say no more fam. I got you. Veronica will give our kids a ride at school." John immediately accepted.

"Thanks a lot, pal, next pack of cigarettes are on me." Roger joked and John laughed.

"Just don't forget tomorrow's recording. Freddie will kill you." John reminded.

"Ah, he'll understand." Roger giggled. "So I'll see you in the afternoon."

"Yeap, bye."

He hung up and walked to the kitchen, where Laura and you kept each other company. You were about to put the spaghetti into the pot with the boiled water. "So is he good-looking?" you asked Laura who was busy stirring the ingredients for the sauce.

"Mum, he's handsome!" She disclosed in a cute way, feeling proud of her for revealing her first crush to you.

"Who's handsome?" Roger raised his brow to Laura but she didn't seem to bother. "Me?" He joked and sat at the chair. "We have been knowing." He added and you burst out laughing. "What? Do you doubt my beauty?" He pretended to receive an insult in a humorous way.

"No, I doubt your narcissism. It just got out of hand." You laughed again.

"So? What's the big fuss about, young lady?" he turned to Laura who was laughing too.

"It's about my classmate, Dylan. I like him." She said to Roger about the boy she likes.

"I need to see Dylan if you want my approval." He acted like the protective dad he is.

"Ah, come on dad! I can handle it myself." She answered, showing to both Roger and you how responsible she is.

"That's my girl." He rewarded her with a kiss at her forehead. "Do you guys talk?" he asked.

"No, we just exchange looks." He moved your shoulders in disappointment.

"Don't worry baby, you can talk to him, this is how you make new friends. And boyfriends." You winked at the end of your sentence.

"Mum, how did you meet dad?" She asked waiting for your story.

"Does this have to do with Dylan?" You laughed.

"No, it has to do with you." She pointed at Roger and you.

Flashback

"For fuck's sake, I told you I'm not interested." You tried to refuse your roommate's suggestion of seeing the newly formed band Queen.

"Why? Come on! Brian's playing the guitar! I like this guy, oh, come on!"  your friend, Kath, begged you to come to the gig. At the time you were studying with her physics and it happens to listen to Queen for the first time ever. You've heard of them here and there but you weren't into their music.

"Fine, but you'll get me a beer." you finally accepted.

"Yeah, fine, let's go now! They're starting now!" She grabbed you by your arm, rushing to the big pub at the corner.

You walked through the crowd, cigarettes and smoke broke your nose. You hated that smell but you wanted to do your friend's favour. "Here, take my money and get yourself a beer, I'll be at the front of the stage." You lost her as she was trying to reach the stage. You were nervous, you were alone in the pub, knowing no one and definitely being out of your comfort zone. "Ah fuck, why did I agree on this." You murmured to yourself before asking the barman for a cold beer.

"First time here? I've never seen you here." A raspy voice next to you, made you tremble, afraid of any possible fuck-boy trying to flirt with you. You didn't like those boys. All about sex and cigarettes. You had to turn around and be kind.

"Yes, my friend waits for me." You didn't want to talk to him, he seemed like another fuck-boy of his generation. The bar-man was still busy fixing drinks for other students so you had to talk to the man next to you.

"Oh, who's she? I might have slept with her." He laughed at his own narcissistic joke. You looked at him, being super confident, blue eyes, blond hair, an angel. But there was a devil between his tight leather black jeans, trying to get in your pants.

"She doesn't sleep with people your kind." You turned your eyes at the man behind the counter who was available now to get your order. "A cold beer please." You ignored the man's blue eyes next to you, as hard as it seems. He was impressed by your attitude. Girls don't resist his flirty eyes and attitude. He had to try harder. At your attempt paying for your beer, the young man next to you stopped you.

"It's my treat." he gave the money while staring at you. "I'm Roger." He asked for a handshake as he introduced himself.

"Y/N." You accepted the handshake indifferently. "But you didn't have to pay for my beer. It was already a treat." You explained shrugging your shoulders.

"You have a boyfriend?" He asked completely interested, hoping you were single. And you were.

"What's it to you? You're not getting into my panties anyway." You felt uncomfortable with his question so you left, leaving him behind, trying to find your friend.

"Hey what took you so long?" Kath grabbed your hand, pulling you next to her. She was waiting for the band to appear.

"Ehm, nothing, just a lot of people were ordering." You excused yourself and sipped of your cold beverage. "Oh here are your money." You gave her a twenty back and looked at you surprised.

"Who paid for your drink?" She asked smiling widely.

"A guy was trying to flirt with me." You started.

"Which guy, show him to me." she was searching for the guy you were trying to target in the crowd but it was pointless. He wasn't in the crowd.

Queen was on stage now. "Fuck! Brian's on stage, oh God, he's so handsome!" She fangirled as he was wearing the guitar's neckband. "Hi Brian!" She loudly greeted him and the curly-haired man, greeted back. You had no idea what on the earth was going on, until the man you earlier met was the drummer of Queen.

"What the fuck, that's the man who paid for my beer." You said at Kath's ear and you could do nothing but gawk at him. He did felt someone was looking at him persistently so at that second he locked eyes with you. He smirked at you being shocked.

"Hello everyone, this is Queen, welcome to our small gig tonight, I'm Brian," the crowd greeted him politely. "This is Freddie we all know," Everyone lost it when he moved forward to present himself. What a fabulous persona, you thought. "This is our bassist, Deacon John," John shyly greeted the crowd and now it was "And this is Roger, you all know and like." Brian commented and laughed. People around you, especially women went nuts for him, they're acting so thirsty. Oh God, you thought. A confirmed fuck-boy.

"I can't believe you're Roger's next target!" Kath whispered at your ear, when all three looked at each other.

"Target? Excuse me?" You asked offended. "Do I look like I'm an easy lay?" You asked.

"Of course not, you're a virgin aren't you?" She joked, trying not to be heard to the others.

"Of course I am, but I'm not giving it to someone who would leave me the other day." You snapped. But deep inside you had to admit how gorgeous he was. You would give him a chance but you were scared he'd break your heart.

Flashback ended.

"So you met dad at university?" She asked confused, you obviously didn't reveal the things you and your friend said later but the summary of it.

"I was at the university, dad was playing with the band at the pub near the campus. He quitted dentistry to focus on music." You explained.

"We were newly formed back at the days." Roger added.

"Oh and how did you approach her?" She asked slightly confused. She was lost on your words when you were narrating.

"I paid for her beer but she was too picky. I wasn't her type." He laughed in awe while looking at you. "I thought it was a wasted flirt." he continued.

"Eventually it wasn't, we know each other for so many years, we got married, we have you now." You kissed her cheek. However, you avoided saying that Roger and you divorced.

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