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sfwregressionfanfictions · 1 year

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Fred Weasley x Little! Reader x George Weasley: Unjust Punishment

Summery: When umbridge takes a punishment too far, the twins look after the reader and come to a few realizations. (GN)

w/c: 1654

TW: Negative selftalk, punishment, pain, crying, umbridge (She’s a whole trigger herself), and George and Fred being amazing Caregivers! This is a first-person fanfic, idk why I decided to write it like that but I did.

God, I am so pathetic.

I couldn’t even make it back to the dorms, I am sat in an empty hall pressed to a wall crying. My hand hurt so bad and all I could do was cry wanting someone to make it stop. I was regressing at this point.

Maybe I wasn’t designed to be big in these situations. As long as I could remember if I had big emotions or something bad happen, all I could do was go small. I was like a defenseless hummingbird in those situations. My brain interpreting all interactions like a child would.

I was too caught up in my own thoughts to notice the redheaded twins that were in the year above mine. They were walking together to do, only Godrick knows what, when they stopped in front of me. They immediately stopped chatting and laughing, casting glances at one another. They shared a look that said “are they?” or “Should we?” or even “Were we right?”.

Their glances quickly stopped and they began talking, Fred taking the lead, “Hey (Y/N), what’s wrong? What happened?”

The pair slid onto the ground on either side of me. I stared at his freckled face and brown eyes before turning to George and doing the same. They had different freckle patterns and the way they let their eyes and face rest were different, it was easy to tell who was who. I turned back to Fred to speak, “Umbridge!”

George and Fred spare a glance, apparently the word didn’t come out as clear as I was hoping it would. Each began pulling a hand towards them, I was quick to snatch them away. I was embarrassed of the words etched into my skin, I was embarrassed that I was regressing right now in front of two upperclassmen that I wasn’t close with.

“Hey, It’s okay, we just wanna help! We can get those cuts all cleaned up!” Fred said, tilting his upper body to fully face me. He wasn’t subtle in his attempt to see what had me pulling away from help.

George took a different approach, he was stroking my hair, and took to whispering how brave I was. He said, “You made it so far from her office, almost to the dorms, you are so brave and strong. Bet you got introuble for fighting a dragon and winning, hmm?” He paused to squeeze my arm, as in to feel my muscles. I giggled through my tears, “Yeah, so strong. Maybe we could clean you up like squires would, since you are big and strong like a knight.”

I nodded before realizing he was talking to me like he knew. I pull on his shirt lightly to get his face a little closer and whisper through my tears, “How did you know?”

Fred must have heard cause he answered instead, “Cause we play close attention to you, little one.”

That was a nice nickname. I like it. Freddie began to stand up, I always forget how tall they are. The had to be at least 6’3. They made me feel tiny, their slender frames made them look even longer. Georgie stood up too.

George spoke when I didn’t stand up, “Do you need help standing up?”

Fred didn’t give me a chance to answer before asking a follow up, “Do you want one of us to carry you?

“Yesh pease,” I was too small to walk well by myself and being carried seemed less embarrassing than stumbling and crawling all the way to the gryffindor common room (Even if you aren’t that house they are taking you there to take care of you).

Fred and George nodded, Fred picked me up like I weighed nothing. Like I was tiny! I giggled, my tears were still dripping, however less and the pain was easy to ignore with the pair taking care of me.

George walked behind Fred, tickling me or playing peekaboo. He was doing all he could to keep me distracted from the pain. Or from how far the walk to their dorm was.

When the fancy lady in the painting finally let us in, they made quick work of the magic that prevented the different students from entering the wrong dorm. Georgie opened the dorm door to their shared room. Fred carried me over to his bed before gentle throwing me onto the bed, his hands remaining under my armpits to keep me from falling or getting hurt.

“Fly!!!” I giggle as I stopped bouncing, the pain in my hand remained but the twin gently taking care of me made me smile. They would be the best daddies ever! My giggles quickly stopped at the thought, they probably want to get my hand fixed so I will leave… I look over to see George with a first aid kit, this cemented the bad thoughts. They were just good people and they don’t like me even a little. Tears prickle my eyes again, watching George open the kit.

“Oh baby!” Fred caught my attention, “Why are you crying? Is the kit scary? It’ll hurt a little at first but we have to clean up your hand and get it all wrapped up.”

Fred was quick to sit down, and pull me into his lap, he waited to see me nod before placing my down on his lap. ‘He was like the knights from my story! He was kind and shiv- Chivo- Nice, he was nice.’ My brain was getting more and more fuzzy, they were babying me and treating me so nicely, but also I was in pain and I knew they were going to leave me alone!

“Baby, can you use your big kid words to say whats wrong?” Fred asked, bouncing me on his knee. He was rubbing my back and holding me to keep me safely on his lap.

I couldn’t keep the truth to myself, I threw myself into his chest and buried my face into his neck. I cried out, “Don wanna fix! Den hab to weave!” (Don't want my hand fixed, then you are gonna leave me!”

“Oh Baby,” The voice came from George, as he placed the kit down and sat next to Fred and I. His hand found the back of my head and pet it soothingly. He spoke again, “We will stay as long as you will let us. We want to take care of you and protect you. How about we spend the night hanging out after we get you fixed up and when you are big tomorrow we can talk about what happens next?”

With slow blinks, realization of all the words formed. I spoke again, “Sweepover?”

“Yes, a sleep over. We will put on a muggle thing called a movie! We have a projector! We will make you some snacks, and we can play and cuddle! Whatever the little (Prince/Princess/Royal) wants!” Freddie confirmed, kissing my forehead.

“Now, we do have to get that hand wrapped up…” George said, moving towards the first aid kit again. His hand leaving my hair, and Fred moved me so I was facing Georgie. I look at the wipe in his hand and realize the pain I was about to feel. Luckily George was quick to hand me a ‘beanie baby’, it was a kitty.

Fred started rubbing the stuffie into my cheek, tapping it around my face, and made it do funny voices. George was quick to clean my hand, Fred continuing to distract me. My hand was soon wrapped in a boring white bandage wrap.

Georgie scooped me up once he was done with putting away the kit. I was giggling and squeal. Freddie moved to set up the projector and some snacks. George said we could push the beds together and make a giant fort! I put my hands on the bed and tried to push but i couldn’t. George pushed the bed like it was nothing, he was like a super strong daddy!

George hung some sheets to make the fort while I got to put stuffed animals, pillows and anything soft I can find. Fred and George have a lot of soft stuff, I think they were summoning stuff for us. Once it was done, George and I jumped into it, bouncing slightly.

Soon a moving picture appeared on the wall and a cart of snacks was pushed to the side of the fort. Georgie left space in the fort for it. The view of the moving picture was soon blocked by Fred jumping into the fort, he landed right on me! At first I though it was cause I was super strong that I was’t hurt when he landed on me, but I soon realized it was cause he was holding himself up.

As the movie played, my eyes start to droop. I didn’t mean to start falling asleep, but it was so comfy being nuzzled in the cuddle puddle. My thumb started moving towards my mouth on its own, soon I was suckling on it. Fred and George were whispering to each other, I wasn’t able to make it all of the words.

Fred said something about ‘won’t do’ and George said something about ‘get something for-’. I nuzzled my face into whoever was on my left.

“You are one sleepy baby, aren’t you?” George said, so thats who I was nuzzling.

“Good night little one, you need to get a good night rest to heal quick.” Fred said, petting my hair again. A quick pressure was pressed to the side of my head, it was a sweet kiss that made me feel so cared about.

I was very small and about to fall asleep, I murmured out a “Nini dadas.”.

Unknown to me, the twins looked at each other with huge grins. They wanted to jump around, high-five, or scream. However, the pair simply nodded and whispered about tomorrow.

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specific-show-manager · 7 days

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#reigen arataka #my little pony #fred weasley x reader #男の娘 #le sserafim #Aladdin #ferrari #80s aesthetic #synthwave #soft cnc #astronomy #billie eilish #kylux #hellboy #daemon Targaryen

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sfwregressionfanfictions · 1 year

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Hear me out, Fred and George Weasley running into Little! Reader! Little reader is regressed and tiny and upset, cause she was just punished by umbridge. She has “I will act my age” cut into her hand. The guys kinda got the vibe she regressed before but never did or said anything about it. But when they find her like that they go into CG mood.

Full story!

#agere #little space #baby space #age regression #agere fic #fred weasley x reader #fred Weasley x little! reader #george wealsey x reader #George Weasley #fred weasley #George Weasley x little! reader #cg! Fred Weasley #cg! George Weasley

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remusslove · 1 year

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Could you possibly write something for Fred Weasley with a little reader who falls asleep all over the Hogwarts castle because the cold makes them sleepy?

Rainy days~ Fred Weasley x little!reader

Every single time it rains. Any time you’d walk the many halls of Hogwarts while it rained you’d feel this sudden urge of tiredness.

You hummed a tune due to the sudden cloudyness your brain made you feel and yawned softly. Your feet dragging across the floor as you noticed a small little broom closet.

I could just take a little nap in there right? No biggie.. your brain thought. You shrugged your shoulders and opened the door of the closet. You closed the door and curled yourself into a ball on the floor next to the many towels.

You let out a sigh of relief, finally off your feet. You listened closely to the sound of the harsh rain outside.

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Fred walked into the locker room with excitement in him. Th other gryffindor boys were patting his back and chanting throughout the room.

Fred scored more points than everyone combined during quidditch practice. He dried himself off with a towel, his six pack dripping with sweat and water.

After changing to his regular clothes he ringed out his shirt and placed it into his bag.

Minutes later he was in hogwarts once again, roaming the same hallways you did about an hour later. He stopped walking once he passed the broom closet. He curiously pressed his ear against the door to make sure he was hearing soft little snores that belong to you.

He chuckled softly opening the door. He carefully picked you up and rested you head on his shoulder. You woke up with a whine and rubbed your eyes at the commotion.

“Daddy!” You exclaimed softly giving him a hug and him giving you one back. “What did I say about falling asleep out here hm doll?” He asked you firmly but with enough softness for you to not be scared.

“Not to.. sorry daddy” you answered avoiding eye contact with him. He smiled pressing a kiss on your cheek.

“It’s fine love, just be careful” he reassured you as you both made your way to his dorm.

#little reader #little!reader #fred Weasley #fred weasley x y/n #Fred Weasley x you #Fred Weasley x reader #Fred Weasley imagine #Fred Weasley x little #Fred Weasley x little!reader #Fred Weasley x little reader #cg Fred Weasley #cg Fred #cg!fred #cg!fred Weasley

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b00inazkaban · 1 year

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Ok so uh- fred and/or George weasley x little reader (fem or gn) where reader bites them (not hard just like, love bites) oki byeeeee :D

CG!Fred Weasley x Little!Fem!Reader

CW: No real warning just age regression, biting, cute fluff!!!!!, loving nibbles

Fred Weasley was sitting in his office and trying to work through the morning routine. The clock on the wall was ticking slowly, but to Fred it felt like it was running at a hundred miles an hour. He still had so much work to do, and he couldn't seem to focus on anything.

Suddenly, the door to his office flung open, and in strolled Y/N. Fred smiled at the sight of the energetic young witch, but he also let out a deep sigh. Y/N was always so unpredictable, and he knew that the day was going to be challenging.

As they sat down and began to work through the day's tasks, Y/N seemed to be bouncing off the walls. Fred tried his best to keep up, but he couldn't help but feel like he was falling behind.

At one point, Y/N got up from their chair and started to run around the office, singing and making a mess. Fred chuckled to himself, but he also knew that he needed to take control of the situation before it got out of hand.

Finally, he managed to corner Y/N in a corner of the office, and he tried to reason with them. "Ok Y/N, we need to get the work done today," he said.

But Y/N wasn't having any of it. They squirmed and wriggled, trying to free themselves from Fred's grip.

Finally, tired of being held down, Y/N let out an irritable shout and sank their teeth into Fred's arm.

Fred yelled in surprise and let go of Y/N, feeling a surge of anger and confusion. He knew that Y/N was a playful young witch, but he hadn't expected them to sink their teeth into him.

But before he could say anything, Y/N let out a small smirk and ran out of the office, leaving Fred standing alone and confused.

Looking down at the bite mark on his arm, Fred let out a deep sigh. He knew that he would have to have a serious conversation with Y/N soon, but for now, he needed to focus on getting the work done.

As he sat back down at his desk, Fred couldn't help but feel a little amused about the situation. This was just another day in the office, he thought to himself.

Thank you for your requests! Hope you enjoy! :)

#fanfiction #b00inazkaban #harry potter #fred weasley #fred weasly x reader #fred weasley x reader #Fred weasley x little reader #CG!fred Weasley x little!reader #fluff

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cloudybarnes · 2 years

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I hope that you may consider my request for Draco Malfoy, in which the reader is in Gryffindor house and a muggle. He doesn’t want to admit that he has feelings for her and she feels the same about him but he doesn’t know how to really react to these feelings and picks on her a little bit until the one day she felt the need to stick up for him to a teacher that seemed to have it for him and after that, feelings are confessed and they end up together in the end? If not, that’s okay! :)

Hii thank you so much for the request!! Hopefully I did it justice to how you imagined it :)

Pairing: Draco Malfor x gryffindor!reader

Summary: hidden feelings with draco get revealed when (Y/N) stands up for him against one of their professors

Word Count: 1.1k+

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"Oh bloody hell," Ron rolled his eyes, "here comes Malfoy."

You scoffed, looking over to where Ron nodded his head. The two of you were sat in the yard on a picnic blanket studying for your potions exam.

Hermione, who may have been able to help a little better than Ron, was off helping Harry woo Cho with some scheme he's come up with. Truthfully though, Ron is pretty good with potions.

"Well, well," Malfoy taunted, his two goonies right in tow, "what have we here? Weasle-bee and (Y/N) on a little date? How pathetic."

Draco stood directly over top of where you and Ron sat. He stared down at you with a smirk, not really paying much attention to Ron.

"What, jealous no girls want to be around that nasty attitude of yours?" you smirked back.

Draco scoffed with a laugh, "I'm sure you'd have no problem spending a night with my 'nasty attitude', sweet cheeks."

The way he spoke to you both infuriated you and gave you butterflies. It was pathetic. Draco was attractive; there was no doubt about that. Beside that, he was a complete dick. He was rude to you and your friends, always belittled them, and did his best to push your buttons.

It was infuriating.

"(Y/N) would never go for someone like you, Malfoy," Ron piped up, "you're way below her standards."

Ron was great for defending you, but if you were being honest with yourself, Draco wasn't mean to you. He was a jerk to your friends which is something you couldn't tolerate, but all he really did was tease you.

Draco smirked, "Why don't we let (Y/N) tell me herself if I'm 'so below her standards'. Sweetheart?"

That pet name made your stomach flip, but you wouldn't show it.

You rolled your eyes, "Draco, you're an asshole at the best of times; I would never give you a chance. Now, if you'll excuse us, we've got a potions exam to study for."

Draco scoffed and gathered his two goons and left you and Ron be.

“What a nightmare that Malfoy is,” Ron stated.

You hummed in agreement, looking back down at your potions book. The blonde boy infiltrating your thoughts, much to your dismay.

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In class the next day, you sat next to Hermione with Ron and Harry at the two-person table behind you. You were sat down taking your potions exam, doing everything in your power to figure out what bloody liquid you put in your pot to make a truth potion.

Just as you’re on the verge of figuring it out, Draco barges into the classroom, late as usual. Snape’s head lifts up from his desk as Draco parades in and takes his seat.

“Mr. Malfoy,” Snape starts and he stands from his chair, “you’re late.”

“Sorry professor, got lost in the halls.”

Snape scowls, “I don’t want your half-witted excuses, Malfoy. I guess you are as stupid as your classmates presume you to be.”

The class starts to giggle, but Draco bows his head with a scowl on his face. You start to feel a little bit bad for Draco. Though he’s a dickhead to you and your friends, you still know how it sucks to be picked on, especially by a teacher.

“In fact,” Snape continues as he slowly steps closer to where Draco sits, “you may as well just not even bother taking the exam today. Godric knows you wouldn’t pass even if you had an intelligence spell with you.”

“Professor,” your voice shocks you. You didn’t realize your disdain for the way Malfoy was being talked to would lead to this.

Snape turns his attention to you, “Ms. (Y/L/N)?”

You cleared your throat and looked at Draco for a quick second before bringing your attention back to Professor Snape. “I think it’s entirely inappropriate the way you belittle Mr. Malfoy by saying how stupid you perceive him to be. Draco may not be the top student, but he is clever, and I think it’s a mistake to underestimate him.”

The class stared at you in disbelief. A Gryffindor standing up for a Slytherin is unheard of, especially if the Slytrherin is Draco Malfoy.

Snape stares as you for a long second before speaking, “everyone back to the exam. Next person to talk gets 20 points deducted from their house.”

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After class got let out, you walked with Hermione, Ron, and Harry out in the hallways.

“What has gotten into you!” Harry exclaimed, “Sticking up for Malfoy now?”

“I’m so confused,” Ron mumbled.

“I mean,” Harry continued, “what were you even thinking?”

Before you could even get a word out, Draco’s voice called out your name.

The four of you turned around to see Draco standing behind you. “Can we have a chat, (Y/L/N)?” Draco asked as he turned his back and started walking the opposite direction as you.

You looked to your friends, who shook their heads, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you decided to go anyway.

When you caught up to Draco, he was stood at one of the pillars looking out the window.

“What did you want, Malfoy?”

Draco turned his attention to you, “Why did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Don’t play stupid, (Y/N),” Draco snarled, “you stood up for me in front of Snape, in front of the whole class at that. You called him out for saying I was stupid, then you actually complimented me.”

Draco started to grow a smirk on his face. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you have a little crush on me.”

You couldn’t help the warmth that spread to your cheeks. “I don’t have a crush on you, for Godric’s sake. I just don’t particularly like the way Snape talks to his students. Trust me, it was not because it was you, it was because Snape needs to be knocked off his high horse sometimes.”

Draco chuckled, “Alright, (Y/N), you keep on telling yourself that.” Draco grabbed his bag off the floor and slung it over his shoulder. He stared into your eyes as his shoulder brushed yours,Draco walking past you and leaving.

You turned and watched him go, but he stopped a few steps down the line. Draco turned around, smirk on his face. “Maybe next time Snape gives us an assignment, you’ll have me as your study date instead of old Weasle-bee.”

With that, Draco turned back again, walking away. His last statement sent butterflies straight to your belly. You couldn’t wait to take him up on that offer.

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Quidditch practice

Content - Quidditch, colouring books, reader worried about fred, fluff, cuddles, accident mentioned, my terrible grammar

Summary - daddy let's you sit in on one of his practices.

Authors note - thank you to @littleprinc3 for sending me this request I adored it. I couldn't find a gif of just fred so I gave up lmao, this has not been proofread in the slightest. hope you enjoy<3

You couldn't quite remember the rules of the game in this headspace, but you did remember it could be quite violent.

Looking down at the colouring book in front of you you filled in the last blue bit of the Ravenclaw symbol you heard a bludger go through the air almost hitting Fred.

Watching with wide eyes as used his bat to beat it away you became mesmerised by the game discarding the book and pencils, you focused on every little detail sometimes seeing very fast flashes of gold.

You saw Harry go after the snitch with another Gryffindor player acting as the opposing seeker, as they were flying they got a bit to closes and the other player collided with Harry sending them both crashing to the ground.

After the rest of the team had made sure everything was alright they sent them to the hospital wing and did some basic drills not being able to continue the practice.

About half an hour later go looked up to see Fred coming towards you in the stands, after he reached he put down his broomstick on the side of you "hi honey, did you enjoy watching daddy play?" He asked holding his hand out for you to take it "Yeah it was fun! I liked the Gold ball daddy" you said as he led you down the stairs.

About halfway down you remembered why they had to go back to drills "daddy, will uncle Harry be ok?" You asked looking at him with concerned eyes. "Yes darling he'll be fine, once Madame Pomfery has given us the green light we can go and see him, how about you make him a nice drawing or a get well soon card?

YES.

If there was one thing you loved to do it was drawing already thinking about what colours you would use and how many cats and nifflers you would draw.

Once you had reached the common room Fred lifted you up to his hip and walked the two of you up the stairs.

After he had gotten changed out of his quidditch gear he walked over to one of his drawers pulling out your note book and some scented coloured pencils he had brought back for you from Hogsmeade.

Laying against him finishing the final details of your card you felt very at peace.

You wouldn't change a thing, and neither would Fred.

#daddy!fred #fred weasley x reader #little!reader #fred weasley #caregiver #sfw age regression #age regression reader #little reader

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