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Fred Weasley x male! Reader - Fred Weasley is sure his family thinks his boyfriend is a lunatic
A/n: the reader lives in the usa, normally I wouldn't try and mention where the reader lives (I don't live in the us) but it felt better with this fic. Also we live for badass muggle readers, there will be many more to come!
Warnings: Swearing, fighting (physically), the reader having some mental health problems but it isn't touched upon further then you can read, I think that's it? You have been warned!
Summary: Being introduced to Fred's family as his muggle american boyfriend already makes you sound like some exotic animal to them. It probably won't help that you have another secret just waiting to come out...
The three P's:
[Pov: 2nd person] [Pronouns used: you/your, he/him] [Pairings: (romantic!) fred x reader, (platonic!) fred/reader x the order/weasley family, (mentioned romantic!) Hermione x ron, (mentioned parental! harry x sirius]
I do NOT support J. K. Rowling, or any transphobic/homophobic things she says (or anything she says really), or TERFS!
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You stared up at the ceiling of the Grimwald place with your hands laid on to the sides without a care in the world, opposing the anxious feeling bubbling in your throat.
You closed your eyes as you heard the familiar whispers of the other members of the Weasley family and the "order" replaying in your mind; "A boyfriend, a muggle boyfriend? And an American!" You must have been something to gauk at.
They looked at you as if you were some strange enigma not a newly graduate from your public highschool that wasn't fancy, and no, did not have moving staircases.
Who the fuck would want staircases that moved and that someone could potentially fall down? It seemed like a major safety hazard to you. Though all of Hogwarts seemed like a violation of the welfare of children from all the bits that Fred had told you about, although you're sure your city was much worse.
Where you lived there was crime left and right, and so much of the police were corrupt that it was dangerous to walk at night without someone beside you in case you got jumped.
Damn it, you were not supposed to think about crime right now, because it would just make you more anxious and jumpy and it always sent your spider senses aloof. Yet all you could think about was your city, without it's hero - Spiderman, to protect it. You just prayed while you were away the villains decided to take a break too.
The door to your room opened and your body immediately stood up, triggering it's flight or fight response with your muscles tensing up and you mentally preparing yourself for a fight.
Only to see Fred Weasley, your boyfriend enter the room.
Holy hell, you really were going insane.
Letting out a sigh of relief you let yourself fall against Fred and let your head rest on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around you.
"Tired?"
"Hm."
"Was it my father asking relentless questions, or them thinking you were a friend, and me having to come out of the closet?"
You lift your head and smile lazily at his cheeky grin on his face as he teased you.
"Wouldn't you say wardrobe?"
Fred rolled his eyes. "You Americans always butchering our way of speaking, it's wardrobe, and no. Saying "coming out of the wardrobe" sounds absolutely ridiculous."
You laugh at him and close your eyes, you let your worries about being in England and leaving your city unprotected slowly ebb away with Fred's presence. He always had that affect on you, calming you, letting your mind settle down from the endless ways that people could be dying and how you could be failing to save them.
Not that he knew of course.
When Fred was trying out a new product for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, he had accidentally gotten teleported to your house in America. Well it was your aunt's house at the time but that was besides the point.
It scared the ever living shit out of you, and you nearly thought he was a super villain with immense powers. No, it was just some stupid boy who had been mistakenly apparated to your residency and who couldn't get back because he didn't have his wand on him when he did.
"Freddie- or whatever your name is, I have a feeling you're not in England anymore."
After introducing you to magic, he was stayed at your place for three months, because you had no way to buy him a plane ticket to London, as you were barely scraping by as is. And someone would have to show him the terrors of an airport and how to navigate (that person being you) meaning you would need two tickets.
Eventually he found a witch who would apparate him back, although he was hesitant. He didn't want to leave you.
Reasoning with him that his family probably thought he was dead (also considering he did tell you there was a war with some dark wizard named Morty?) So he did, not before he confessed to you and decided he would come see you every weekend.
Then every weekend, became every other day and every other day became every day after work.
He was with you through everything and had told you things about himself his twin didn't even know, insecurities not meant for the cruel world. He was there for you when aunt may died, and when your best friend did too.
Yet you couldn't tell him your secret, that you were Spiderman. That you went out every night and saved people from getting hurt - or worse. Maybe more simply put that you were bitten by a radioactive spider that gave you superpowers (heighten senses, the ability to climb walls, webs, heightened intelligence, healing factor, spidey senses, super strength, super speed, super reflexes, superhuman durability, and immunity to wizard spells) and when your uncle died made you want to become a capped crusader without a cape that saved people?
Alright, perhaps that is a bit harder to explain.
Still you felt guilty that you hadn't told him, the two of you had been together for two years, he deserved to know.
"You alright there love?" Fred asked you as he ran a hand through your hair. "I seemed to have lost you there for a minute."
An American, muggle, boyfriend; man his family must have stared at you like a freak in a cage and you didn't notice.
"Fred I have to-"
You cut yourself off as your spidey sense started "tingling" more like blaring in your brain.
Quickly you pushed Fred to the left side of the room as a women in some weird sliver mask and black gown (that must not have been good for running after people in,) appeared out of some black smoke.
Emo much?
A spell whosed out of her wand as it hit the wall behind you two and you blankly wondered (not minding the danger) if she was in a cult.
It definitely wasn't one of yours that's for sure, usually they had better costumes.
"They've gotten passed our defenses!" A yell was heard from outside your secluded room and you couldn't be bothered to identify who it was before Fred casted some spell that made the women fall down straight like a board.
You could admire the irony in that.
Fred looked at you with confusion in his eyes. "How did you- It doesn't matter, you stay in here, okay? It's not safe out there."
Oh it was deatheaters, the people they were at war with. So you were right, it was a cult, to be fair it wasn't just any cult, it was the cult.
Fred quickly casts a spell under his breath over towards the lady now stiffed on the ground and closed to door on your face. As he locked it without even touching it.
You cursed, stupid magic, stupid people, stupid boyfriend, you had to get to them and help. You knew you could help because you were sure Wizards that hated anyone who wasn't "pure" and hated muggles didn't carry guns, making them incredibly useless. In addition to that wouldn't they not learn basic self defense because that would be below them or something?
So it would be mostly a saving-people-from-dying mission, you hated those.
"Because someone always ends up dying." A voice in the back of your mind speaks, way too happily when talking about death.
You slam the side of your body against the door as it flew off the hinges and you ran out to help the others. Whoops, hopefully you wouldn't have to pay for that.
You had the advantage of sneaking in, so you climbed up the walls so that you were sticking to the roof. It was strange climbing again in regular clothes, you usually did it in your spidey suit. It reminded you of when you were just starting out and freaking out about your powers, it nearly made you chuckle
Spotting Fred's twin - George (yes you could tell them apart it wasn't that hard) in a tough spot with two deatheaters cornering him you decided it was your time to jump into action before someone got hurt.
"Hey asshole!" You yelled at his perpetrators from the ceiling. "It's over, I have the high ground!"
Then you dropped from the ceiling on one of their faces.
The masked deatheater that you jumped on crumbled to the ground and hit their head on the floor and didn't make another noise. You didn't have time to check their pulse and make sure you didn't accidentally kill them as the other one sent a spell flying your way.
You giggled at their stunned expression when the spell did absolutely nothing to you.
"Ya, that isn't going to work buddy." You spoke confidentially before leaping towards them and punching them in the face.
"But may the force me with you!" You yelled as you threw your arm back to readying it for another punch.
You hit them just with the right amount of force, and just in the right place that they would get knocked out. You didn't want to do some brain damage or anything. You're sure there were some Wizard police or something that could take care of them, and they most likely would want to extract information from them too considering they were in war right now.
Okay two down, ten more to go? This is the best break ever!
Molly, Fred's mum was firing spell after spell at people, and didn't seem to need any help, and Sirius Black (escaped wrongly convicted?) was also just doing fine as he fought along side his godson. Harry Potter, the kid who the leader of the deatheater cult really wanted to kill because he couldn't kill a fucking baby. Although, he always waited at the end of the year to either try and kill him or apprehend him.
Well, at least Morty cared about the kid's education right?
You scanned your eyes around the room and they fell on Fred's youngest sister who was fighting along side Ron, and Hermione (who should really fuck already) and looked to be losing.
To be fair, three kids versus five adults? Didn't exactly seem fair to you.
You judo kicked one of them, before throat punching another, then knocking one on the jaw (you really hoped it wasn't broken,) while dodging some strikes coming your way.
"Here's Johnny!" You screamed.
Next you webbed the fourth cult member's arms and legs together, and finally you got the last one in a choke-hold cutting off their air supply before they fell to the ground on conscious.
You fought the remaining one off before having your short victory of them all being alive but unable to move or open their eyes.
"Bloody hell, I know, you're that superhero from America - Spiderman!" Ron exclaims.
Winking at him you let your spidey sense guide you to the next danger.
"I'm Batman." You grudge in your best Bruce Wayne impression possible before throwing your head back with laughter.
"Yes, it's Spiderman." You clarify, at their perplexed expressions and their wonderment of your sanity.
Suddenly your brain flared and you shot a web at Fred quicker than the speed of light and pulled him towards you with it as a spell that was bright green that sounded like "abracadabra" narrowly missed him.
You felt like you knew the spell, you feel like Fred had told you about it specifically- Oh. It was the killing curse.
That Bastard tried to murder your boyfriend.
Rage filled your veins that you hadn't felt since your uncle died, an old friend that come to greet you with a dagger in it's hands that had your name on it.
This was had to end now.
You took down the rest of the deatheaters swiftly even if the idiots had figured out you were immune to magic they were no match for you.
Then, some white light, smokey stuff came from out of nowhere and people stepped out of it. You almost go to attack them only to see that they didn't don the stupid all black gowns, nor the sliver cult masks with designs only children would call creepy.
Was this the rest of the order?
"The the fuck happened here." Some guy spoke with an mechanical eye, but not really mechanical eye? It just looked everywhere at any point? You were so confused honestly.
You're pretty sure the most emotion you've been feeling this entire time has been confusion.
"Sorry, did I step on your moment?" You question them with a toothy grin while your boyfriend marveled at you with a bright red blush covering his ears and cheeks.
"Merlin, that was so hot."
You throw your head back in laughter as George elbows Fred who continues to ogle at you.
"So you're not mad?" You ask him as your eyes flash with fear.
"Mad? Why would I be mad?" He chuckles and comes forward to wrap an arm around your waist.
"Well I kinda didn't tell you and you told me about your wizard thingy..." You trail off, as your hands fidget with each other.
"As much as this is sweet-" The man with mechanical the eye starts up with a grumble.
"No, no, I want to see how this will play out." A women with pink hair smirks.
"Were you going to tell me eventually?" Fred continues.
"Yes, why wouldn't I?"
"Exactly, you just had to tell me in your own time."
You gaped at the man in front of you, you couldn't believe that this wizard is yours.
"I love you so much!" You threw your arms around Fred's neck.
"Mate!" Ron piped up. "Fred's boyfriend just annihilated a bunch of deatheaters like they were flies! How is hugging him now?!"
Fred just ignores his brother as he places a kiss on your brow.
"I love you too, you crazy spider."
Bonus 1:
"I think my family is terrified of you now." Fred whispers in your ear as you glance over Ron who's shaking slightly as he leans over to Hermione and mutters something to her along the lines of; "He took down twelve deatheaters! Of course I'm scared!"
"That's what Ron's telling Hermione right now."
Fred stares at you, an astonished look appearing over his freckles.
"You can hear them, from here!"
"It's called super hearing babe."
"I know you, already explained your powers to me! But you willingly listened in on them!"
You bashfully turned your head. "I was just curious!"
"Who are you, and what have you done with Y/n!"
"You caught me! I'm Bond, James Bond."
Bonus 2:
"You know Morty and his deatheaters should really learn self defense." You state with your arms crossed around your chest. "I'm seriously concerned about their physical well beings!"
Fred looked over at you as his face split into a grin and his belly filled with uncontrollable laughter.
"Did you just call Voldemort, Morty!"
"That isn't his name?"
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apollosrambling · 9 months
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Dumb Love
Weasley Twins x Male/Masc reader 1183 words
The dorm room is quiet aside from the harsh patter of rain on the windows. You’re propped up in your own bed, reading from a DADA textbook to prepare for an upcoming paper. Across the room from you, the Weasley twins are sitting on Fred’s bed, heads together as they study their newest creation. The rest of the dorm is empty, the two others in the library working on a project. It’s a cold, rainy October evening, filling the school with a melancholy whisper.
You look out the window as a large crack of thunder fills the room. The Durmstrang boat is rocking wildly in the lake, leaving you to wonder if the students are taking refuge in the great hall, or if perhaps the ship is enchanted to avoid the feeling on the inside. You quickly realize you’ve been staring out of the window for at least five minutes, and snap back to your book. A movement catches your eye, and you look up to see the twins staring at you.
“What?” You ask, closing your book and stretching. You’d been sitting for what felt like hours.
“Nothing.” They say in tandemonium, which skyrockets your suspicions.
“What?” This time when you say it, you sound significantly less curious and impossibly more weary.
They both shrug, going back to working on their dangerous candies.
Being their best friend of 5  years, you knew better than to drop your suspicion, but you were also tired of staring at your book while pretending to understand the words. Deciding instead to watch the boys, you shove the textbook into your bag. While you have been their best friend, it was easy to tell when your feelings begin to grow.
It started with little signs. A twisting in your stomach when one laughed, a flutter across your skin when another would take your bag to taunt you. The teasing turned from infuriating to blush-inducing. 
It hit you like a truck, though, one holiday evening at the Burrow when you’d decided to stay with them rather than travel further to stay at home. It was late, a fire crackling in the hearth while you say curled between them. They had thought you asleep, dozing like a cat in the coziness of the cottage. 
“Try not to jostle him,” George had whispered, a hand stroking your hair while the other attempted to move to put long-drained cocoa mugs away. 
The way his fingertips felt on your forehead had solidified your feelings, sending you tumbling down a cliff of dumb puppy love. 
“Y/n.” Fred is standing now, moving towards your bed with a mischievous look. “Yeah?” You quirk an eyebrow and lean against one of the posts of your bed, swinging your legs over the edge. 
“Fancy an outing?”
Truthfully, you don’t. It’s cozy in your dorm. The warm heat of the fire as your pet naps in front of it, the familiar smell of sweets and spices. When it comes to the twins, though, you’re weak. 
“Sure.” Without much hesitation you pull on your cloak, not wanting your signature Molly Weasley sweater to be ruined if this outing includes the raging storm outside. 
The twins lead you out of the dorm and towards the towers of the castle. Watching the rain through the windows as you pass, tugging your cloak a little tighter as a shiver runs down your back. 
“Cold?” George sidles up, towering over you at an outrageous height. You huff, moving away to hide your blush. 
“No,” You mumble, but the subtle shaking in your hands gives you away. George takes them in his, intertwining your fingers as you walk. 
It’s hard to not let it go to your head. Sometimes you think their whispers and soft glances are for you. That it could work out. But that’d be outrageous, and they’ve always been tactile. It’s far more likely they just enjoy physical touch with all of their friends. 
After what feels like forever, you’re standing atop the astronomy tower with a charm keeping the pelting rain from your heads. Fred is laying out a blanket -where he conjured it from, you don’t know- when George finally lets go of your hand to set you down on it. The three of you huddle together, watching the gray sky get darker as first years sprint across the lawn in an attempt to stay dry. Mostly unsuccessful.
“Why are we here?” You lean back, resting on your palms and looking up at the two redheads. 
“The ball is coming up.” Ah, yeah. Perhaps they’re about to ask who you’re going to ask. Tell you about the girls they’ve been admiring. 
“Mh, yeah. It is. Who are you eyeing?” You really don’t want to know, but their happiness is important. 
“Well, I reckon I’ll pick up the courage to ask here soon.” Fred is smiling, as if he’s in on a secret you aren’t. He probably is. 
You watch George roll his eyes. “No, you won’t. You’ll just mope around Gryffindor tower and lament about dying alone.”  You cover your mouth to hide the laughter as Fred pulls an offended face. 
“Bugger off, I’ll do it.” He turns to you, shoving at his twin across you. “Who are you asking?” 
“I hadn’t thought about it,” You shrug, too embarrassed to admit you’d pictured yourself between them, dress robes tangled as you dance and exchange kisses. 
“Not interested in anyone, then?” They loom over as if your answer is the most important thing on earth. 
“No.” The burning red that seeps from your cheeks to your ears and back of your neck gives you away. 
“No one would be interested in going with me,” You admit. It hurts but you know you’re right.  
“Bullshit!” George grabs your shoulder, leaning impossibly close. 
“I bet loads of people are hoping you’ll ask them.” 
“Oh yeah, I can think of at least two,”  Fred chimes in, looking just as offended. 
“Two? Who?” Your heart pounds as George stares down at you. 
Do they know two other guys interested in men? Where? You can only think of one, and he’s definitely not interested. 
George is looking annoyed, grabbing your chin with more force than is maybe necessary. It makes you swallow. 
“You,” he growls out, tight grip showing no sign of loosening, “are the most infuriating, dense boy I have ever met.” 
“Thanks?”
Before the word even fully leaves your lips he’s crashing down on you. Weight heavy, free hand slipping through your hair in that obsessive way he likes to touch it. His lips are relentless, violent against yours and brimming with emotion. 
He pulls away, and before you can breathe Fred is taking his place. With a spinning mind and tingling lips you get lost in the sensation of kissing the two boys you’ve been in love with for years, heart pounding. 
When you’re finally given a chance to breathe your cheeks hurt from grinning. 
“So, you two want to go to the dance with me?” 
You’re tackled with more kisses, the rain a comforting soundtrack to your new love story.
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archivesofthevoid · 8 months
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how the hp boys would react to trans reader suggesting pegging ? xx
Trans FtM!Reader x HP boys + their reaction to pegging
Shaking over this request /pos because ABSOLUTELY
Also I only did the main ones!! If you'd like me to do a part 2 with Seamus, Dean, Oliver, and Cedric just lmk!!
NSFW warning!! Well slightly. Nothing too explicit but it's implied. Also for ALL intents and purposes, ALL HP CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR ARE 18+! Though I would assume that's obvious by now. Just wanted to place a reminder.
Harry: We all know this man is so obviously bisexual. So really if you ask him, he might seem a bit shocked at first but ultimately he like "well,,,," and then he proceeds to think about it for like the next week. Dear Lord please save this man because his classes will be SUFFERING. No one knows what he's thinking about but his brain is obviously not in the room with him. Once he actually TRIES it though? He's into it. Maybe more than he realized-
When you ask: You're both sitting in the Gryffindor common room, probably just doing some assignments to catch up in the week when you just casually pop out the question. This causes him to mess up what he was writing and also spill his bottle of ink on his paper as he looks up at you in shock. "Uh- I'm sorry what did you say?" Oh he heard you. He just didn't think you'd ask such a thing. Que him flushing and trying to come up with the words as you just grin at him fumbling.
Ron: Viktor Krum gave him some kind of awakening, let's be real. SO with that being said, he's definitely thought about it once or twice. Once you suggest it? He's protesting left and right as if he doesn't want to do it but once again, he finds himself thinking about it a bit too much. If he tries it, he'll like it but it's not his favorite in the world per say. He'd rather give than receive yk
When you ask: You're eating breakfast of course. What a classic thing right? Let's say you have a dream about it and just,,, decide to quietly bring it up to Ron who's shoving eggs into his mouth and once you ask there's suddenly VERY loud coughing in the Great Hall. Even Harry and Hermione next to you guys are just like "Bloody hell Ron what is the matter with you??" And the KNOWING SMILE YOU HAVE ON YOUR FACE??? IT'S NOT HELPING HIS CASE HERE-
Fred: oh he's so down. Do you even have to ask? He's definitely thought about it a LOT. Come on this is Fred we're talking about here. Plus I mean he's most likely dated a few guys himself so it wouldn't exactly be foreign to him. So he's naturally nonchalant about it and agrees with it. Though after you ask him he thinks about it to the point he's just like "so are we going to or…" because come on you can't just ask him that and not expect to give him something out of it!! Don't leave our boy hanging here :((
When you ask: He's working on his latest prank in his dorm room while you and him are just chilling together. You're actually behind him, running your hands through his hair and massaging his back but your thoughts were wandering while you were behind him. So you ask if he'd be into pegging. Glancing behind you he watches your face before just going "yeah of course I've thought about it. Why? You offering, love?" And just laughs when you playfully shove him
George: This man goes awfully silent when you ask. But yes he would probably do it in a heartbeat. Whether it's because he wants to please you or because he's curious? That's up for debate. To be fair though he's probably has kissed Lee like once or twice out of curiosity, or at least dated a guy but never really like went anywhere with it. Just be gentle with this man please or else he might explode lmao
When you ask: You're at the library with George, honestly just goofing off and you're supposed to be studying but since when did you guys ever actually do that? So instead you guys decide to just chat around. Though you however get the idea to ask George this whenever you guys start talking about your dating lives and how George says he's been with a guy but not BEEN with a guy. He goes oddly silent. BUT it's kinda clear by the way his face heats up that he's into the idea. You just of course smile sweetly and reassure him that it's okay and you'd be more than happy to help him in to which he gets even FURTHER FLUSTERED but y'know it's a win win
Draco: never in his life has ever even thought about it. Probably doesn't ever consider it. You'd honestly have to beg him for it?? But after enough persuasion and such, he'd give in. He just doesn't want to bottom like that y'know? After living in a toxic masculinity household for his whole life he finds it weird to bottom. HOWEVER if he does, it's a sight to see fr. He's just gotta ease into it but luckily he trusts his lovely boyfriend aka you <33
When you ask: You're sitting on one of the couches in the Slytherin common room and it's oddly quiet because it's the weekend so there's not really anyone there (thankfully bc Draco would kill you if anyone heard you ask him this) when you're looking out the window to the Black Lake and just straight up ask. He full on STOPS reading his book and snaps his head up to you like "w h a t" before you repeat your question but louder. "No no I heard you but why the hell-" and insert you guys kind of arguing over it? But not really. It's just him being in denial and you begging him playfully.
Neville: sighhhh. You're going to have to revive him first because good job man you killed him. Gave him a heart attack right then and there. But to say the least he probably would hesitate to agree as well just because he'd be so self conscious and shy?? But after TONS of reassurance and kisses then yeah he'd agree. Just promise you will keep it between you guys because he does NOT want his friends finding out. He knows the others would tease him for it and he'd actually want to crawl away for a thousand years.
When you ask: You asked when you guys were in your dorm!! You were just cuddling after classes right before dinner, enjoying the time with each other before you had to go be with everyone else (ew gross /j) and you popped the question. When I told you this man almost let out a scream just at your question alone because IT WAS SO SUDDEN?? He then proceeded to hide away in your chest as his whole face and ears turned bright red. He looked like he had the worst sunburn oh my god. You meanwhile were just CACKLING as he was trying to stumble over his words! What even could he say though? Yes?? Maybe?? He didn't even KNOW- eventually he just gave up and waited until he calmed down to try to speak. Though you reassured him over and over the whole time <33 good luck explaining why he's going to be a nervous wreck at dinner though :))
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enzo berkshire:
shut up 🚹☣️❤️‍🔥
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
ron weasley:
love triangle 🚹
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
neville longbottom:
mr. green thumb 🚻
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
weasley twins:
common room confessions 🚹
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
blaise zabini:
uniforms ⚧️
fiendfyre 🚹
yandere! blaise zabini headcanons 🚻
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
narcissa malfoy:
yandere! mother! headcanons 🚻 ☣️💥
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
riddle brothers:
June 🚻
crystal 🚻☣️💥 (referenced attempted S/A tw)
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
pansy parkinson:
paralyzer 🚻
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
viktor krum:
sibling rivalry 🚻
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・. .・。✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。✭・.
slytherin boys hcs:
slytherin boys: gn! muggleborn! reader’s music taste is rather…unexpected 🚻
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。.・゜✭・.
random non-reader stories:
key:
❌= implied/referenced child abuse tw 🛑= graphic child abuse tw
“where have you been?”
molly weasley discovers the extent of the dursleys’ abuse ❌
the weasley family and their cinematic adventures
just some funky lil headcanons
Harry Potter and the Amount of Abuse He Suffered at the Hands of His Guardians That Doesn’t Get Mentioned Nearly Enough (aka LET THE POOR BOY BE TRAUMATIZED)
writing prompt: “…jegulus taking in teenage harry after he runs away from the dursleys” 🛑 ❌
untitled tomarry thingy (i just love them okay)
writing prompt: “Touch starved Tom / Voldemort” 🛑 ❌
two thousand words of pure marauders-raise-harry fluff
writing prompt: “regulus black becoming the best seeker ever and harry being his biggest fan and then he finds out that his dad use to date him and he tries (and plots with sirius) to get them back together just so he can call the regulus black his stepdad”
Children Don’t Belong in Cupboards (pt. 1/?)
synopsis: jily comes to the dursleys’ to get their son back 🛑 ❌
.・。.・゜✭・. ☾ ⋆*・。.・゜✭・.
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wolken-n · 7 months
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❝𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧s❞
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𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢
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★ Fred is an expert at planning surprises for you. Always coming up with creative ways to show his love, whether through gifts or romantic gestures.
★ Fred is known for his mischievous and playful sense of humor, in private, he is an incredibly sweet and affectionate guy. He loves making you laugh and ensuring that you're always happy.
★ Something you both share is a deep love for sweets and pranks, which brings you even closer. You spend hours coming up with jokes and enjoying sweets together.
★ When it comes to holidays, Fred turns every day into something unforgettable. Christmas is a very special time in your relationship, filled with decorations and gifts.
★ Despite the constant antics of the Weasley twins, Fred is a natural protector. He always looks out for your safety and is willing to face any challenge to keep you safe.
★ It doesn't matter what you do together, whether it's exploring the world or just hanging out at the Burrow, Fred makes every moment special and meaningful.
★ The two of you share a unique bond, understanding each other's thoughts perfectly with just a single glance or smile.
★ Your love is a perfect balance between excitement and stability, making your relationship strong and enduring.
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𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢
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★ George is a passionate advocate of freedom and independence in a relationship. Despite his playful side, he always values your independence and encourages you to pursue your passions.
★ George's sense of humor is contagious, and he knows it well. That's why he always tries to make you laugh even in the toughest moments.
★ Playing pranks and tricks never goes out of style for George. He always finds clever ways to surprise you with jokes and affectionate little mischiefs.
★ George is a master at creating memorable moments. Whether it's organizing a romantic date under the stars or simply taking a walk together in the Forbidden Forest, every moment you share is unique.
★ George's loyalty to you is unwavering. He is always ready to defend and protect you, no matter what.
★ You both share a deep emotional connection, allowing you to understand each other without the need for many words. He's always there to support you in any situation.
★ The Burrow is the perfect place for their love to flourish. Together, you create a home filled with love, laughter, and, of course, top-quality pranks.
★ He values honesty and sincerity in your relationship.He always strives to communicate with you, building greater trust each time.
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yanderefantasies · 1 year
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Weasley twins with male reader who can tell them apart and has a very stoic face but very affectionate
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The twins are a charismatic bunch. They want to get friendly and personal first and foremost before anything else. And finding out that you’re able to discern them apart that easy-? They may just lose their composure on the spot.
They’re a delusional type, assuming after that happens, you must clearly love them as much as they love you-! Why else would you be able to tell the difference between them already?
You’re in for a very,, difficult time. Fred appreciates the stoicism at times, finding it especially favorable for when you three are approached by an outsider, and you barely even give that person a glance- much less any sort of expression. Admittedly, he does feel quite hurt if you’re unable to show any emotion towards him in private, though.
George is almost like his brother- except he’s more open about it. He actively tries to get you to express yourself no matter the context or setting- he’s constantly hoping for something to hold onto. A smile, a smirk, even just a twitch of an eyelid would send him screaming happily through the halls of that damned school.
And by the gods- the affection?? Don’t get me started-
George and Fred will thrive off of any attention you give them, especially physical affection. They hold on and run with it(they’re a little touch starved imo)
Eventually the whole school will just naturally associate the boys with you. ‘Oh, Readers having trouble in potions? Guess his boyfriends will show up any minute now!’ ‘The twins are starting shit again in the griffindor common room- Reader probably isn’t too far behind.’ That kinda shit.
The twins thrive in it- no clues how you’ll take it though. You’re opposed to it? Try to back off from them for awhile and tell people you’re not associated? Yeah no the twins would fucking lose it. They may seem chill and jokey on the surface, but they have some pretty malicious intentions sometimes.
Just don’t expect to be separated from them.
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spooky-bunnys · 11 months
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Fred and George x male dragon animagus reader who can tell them apart and takes part in their shenanigans and scares off anyone who gets too pissed over a prank
he often hoards lots of his shit in his bed and never makes his bed so it’s just a nest and all of his personal stuff that is in his trunk a has all sorts of nasty hexes to keep sticky hands out
often lets the boys play with his hair since it’s so long and doesn’t bother to do much of anything with it other than brush it out
Ah yes. The Weasley twins. My favorite characters in the whole Harry Potter series honestly. My favorite appearance of the twins is in the Goblet of Fire. They looked so good with their shoulder length red hair. Hope you enjoy though.
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When the twins found out (Name) McGonagall could transform into his animagus form they were over joked. Especially when he said his patronus was a Dragon. They were expecting a huge fire breathing dragon. Not the tiny dragon that was curled up in his "nest".
See (Name) sleeps in his trunk. That has many spells and hexs casted on it. (Name) didn't like anyone coming into his trunk which he explained is his "safe place". So when a prank goes wrong the twins always comes to his trunk since they're allowed in. They're some of the very few allowed in his trunk, since (Name) only lets those he trusts inside.
Which consists of his mom, the twins, and the golden trio. (Name) doesn't really have friends since he was always getting the twins out of trouble. Or he was getting in trouble for either joining the twins, or is growling at students that bother the twins. Like when Draco Malfoy was bothering the Weasley's about their father.
If the twins hadn't calmed him down their would've been more the just Draco's robs that'd been caught on fire. That's when the boys had cornered (Name) about the reason he could breath fire. Which led to him explaining how his mother helped him over the summer to turn in his animagus form.
The twins stared at his bed and grimaced. (Name) was always hoarding stuff in his "nest". He was always hoarding stuff like almost anything shiny, fuzzy and fluffy stuff(that's where the twins always find their sweaters), and important things. One time (Name) even tried to put the twins in his nest.
Well he sort of succeeded cause, when McGonagall was looking them she found the trio passed out. In the nest. According to George, (Name) had gone to his dragon mind set and semi forced them into the nest. (Name) had felt so bad about it. But they were able to calm him down quickly by playing with his hair.
That was something they found out in one of their first year's at Hogwarts. (Name) had fallen asleep in Muggle studies and Fred saw that he was having a nightmare. So when rubbed his head and ran his fingers through his hair it was like he calmed immediately. So now when (Name) looks like he's going to snap or he's in his depressed mode, the twins play with his hair. Which has gotten quite longer over the years.
But the thing that surprised them the most is the fact that (Name) had been able to tell them apart. He has since their first year. So now when someone needs a certain twin (Name) is the person they go to. Although (Name) does join in with the twins pranking. So sometimes he'll send them to the wrong twin on purpose. It annoys many but the trio enjoys it. A lot.
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fluffthecloud · 1 year
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Their Soulmate
Weasley Twins x Male Reader
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Summary: Reader has a big soulmate mark on his back unlike other people who have a small one on their arm, but he never really cared. You are a Hufflepuff (sorry if you wanted to be in a different house)
Genre: Fluff
Request: ✖️
Warning: N/A
Notes: based on an Ao3 I tagged in the last part, also read the last part too to get an idea of where I left off.
Tags: @jasperthechaosgremlin @stucky4life1945 @smol-book-nerd
Pt 1 pt.3
It was the next day, there weren't any classes today to give the first years time to find their classes and to get a good feel of the school. Y/N, and the twins were just walking around together, they may be in different houses but after the train ride Y/N could not get rid of them.
"So, Y/N, what's your next class?" Fred asked peeking over your shoulder at your class list.
"Astronomy with Aurora Sinister." You said looking over at Fred, "why don't you guys go find your classes? It'll go a lot faster that way." You were confused about why they were following you around.
"Oh, isn't he just cute?" George teased looking at Fred then you, "all first years have the same classes just different schedules." George explained to you. This made you embarrassed to say the least, but then again you were the oldest(or only) child, and your parents never told you what Hogwarts was like.
"He is, George." Fred wraps his arm around your shoulder, "a lot of our classes stay the same for the first few years but that's about all we know."
You nod along, a bit confused but you understand most of it. None the less they made it to Y/N's next class and just took a look inside, "this place is really cool." You commented. Before you could get a chance to walk around you were being dragged out of the room by the twins.
As you exited the room, the three of you saw Percy, so you went up to him, "Hey Percy!" The twins say as they go up to him, you just wave at him, "guess what, Percy." George says as they walked down the hall.
"What is it?" Percy asked waving back at you.
"We share two of our classes with Y/N." Fred finishes the sentence, "we do share other classes with him, but only two with just all three of us." Fred added, he seemed really excited about that.
"Oh? Well what are those two classes?" Percy asked, smiling at his brothers excitement.
Notes: I would like you guys to pick the two classes they share, because it's always potions and that's boring but if you want that then so be it, but there is another class you can pick so there flavor. Also sorry that this is so short.
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rivendell876 · 1 year
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Fred Weasley x Male Reader
genre: smut
warnings: dirty talk, slight bondage, marking, top!dom!fred, bottom!sub!reader, anal, creampie, blow job, spanking, pet names, porn without a plot, loss of virginity
you walked into fred's dorm, his twin telling you he was upstairs. the room was empty except for fred tinkering with something. you flopped on his bed making yourself noticed, 'you alright love?' he said sitting next to your legs, patting the back of your thigh. you sat up, 'yeah just a bit stressed' fred put his hand on your thigh, slowly moving it further upwards, 'well here's an idea. we get a silencing charm on the room and have a bit of a stress reliever' he looked into your eyes with lust, you nodded meekly, not trusting your voice. 'use your words y/n, or did you forget how?' he teased smirking down at you like you were his next meal.
'yes, fred id like that' you said with a wavy voice. fred smiled and leaned down, kissing you gently first before he got rougher, your lips smashing together between pants. your hands travelled each others bodies, he broke the kiss tilting your chin upwards to leave open mouthed kisses at your neck, tugging at your tie. he got your tie off, standing up leaving you confused. he opened the door to his dorm, placing your h/n tie on the outside doorknob, muttering a locking spell and silencing charm with his wand. he walked back over to you, grabbing your chin, making you stand up. he held the back of your head, your hands on his everything deepening the kiss, once again his tongue dancing with yours. you took control and turned him around, pushing him onto his bed, straddling his waist, quickly shrugging off your cloak before leaning back down and kissing him, hands on his face as he stroked your thighs and hips. you started to trail your kisses away from his mouth, down his chin and under his jaw, sucking just enough to leave a noticeable mark before continuing your trail, leaving another purple mark on his neck. a deep laugh erupted from his throat. 'what's so funny' you said panting, kissing his neck as you rocked your hips on his. 'it's just cute how you think you're in control' he said before quickly flipping the both of you over, him now in your position however his legs anchored your hips into the bed. you gasped in surprise. he grabbed both of your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head, as much as you tried you would never get free of his hold. he now kissed your neck instead, slowly unbuttoning your shirt with his free hand as he whispered lowly, 'i'm gonna mark you up, everyone's gonna see you're all mine' he smirked into your skin, sucking many purple spots all over your fair skin, you whimpered and panted in pleasure.
he eventually undid all your buttons, now trailing his hickeys down your chest. he let go of your hands for a second to help you shrug your shirt off. you immediately put your hands on his hips, he tutted, loosening his tie and taking it off. grabbing your hands roughly from his hips, tying his tie around them as if he'd done this before. 'fred what are you-' you said startled, cut off by your own pants. 'this ok?' he said panting himself, pinning your now tied wrists above your head easier than before, all you did was arch your back in response with a whimper. 'you like it don't you? i knew you were a kinky little shit' your eyes rolled to the back of your head at his teasing, involuntarily bucking your hips upwards as best as you could, wanting some sort of friction, your hard on unbearable neglected and tight in your trousers. he laughed down at you, thoroughly enjoying this. 'take your shirt off, it's not fair' you demanded trying to break free from his grasp. 'as you wish' he said, letting your hands go, you left them above your head, worried he would be mad if you moved them, gripping onto the red and gold material. he looked down at you lustily, unbuttoning his shirt unbearably slowly. your writhed under his hold, eyes glued to his body, you couldn't help yourself.
you moved your hands from above you to touch his soft skin, he whipped off his shirt from his arms, immediately pinning your hands a 3rd time. 'don't make me tie you to the headboard, you'd probably enjoy that though wouldnt you' a deep guttural groan escaped your lips at his words, 'fred please-' your chest heaved. he was leaning over your marked body, eyes scanning your face. 'what do you want love' he asked patronisingly, painfully slowly grinding his own erection to yours. you groaned again, 'please, l-let me suck your cock' you managed to get out. he smacked his lips, 'hm, i don't know if you deserve it, i think i need persuading. beg' he said firmly. your back arched once again in arousal at his words before you spilled begs past your lips, 'please fred please i'm begging you let me suck your cock i'll do anything please' you whined. fred found it hard hold himself back at your flushed cheeks, arched back, pleading eyes.
you were falling apart under him and he loved it. he used his not occupied hand and gently stroked your flushed cheek with the back of it, 'i don't know..' he teased smirking evilly. a whimper/moan escaped your lips, tears brimming your eyes out of desperation. 'please fred please please i need you so much please' you sobbed pathetically. a few tears leaked from your eyes. fred seemed to smirk bigger, watching you break all for him. he softly wiped your tears with his thumb, 'look at you so pathetic under me, i guess i'll let you suck me off hm? how does that sound' he spoke condescendingly, 'thank you thank you thank you' you muttered as he got off of your body and off of the bed, he dragged you by your tied hands. he sat on the side of the bed and positioned you between his legs. your mouth watered at the sight of the large tent in his trousers. you kneeled between his legs, hands on the floor like a dog as he slowly unbuckled his belt, taking it out of his trousers and chucking it away. he then unbuttoned his bottoms painfully slowly, tugging them down to his ankles. you shifted impatiently on your knees, panting slightly when you saw only one layer between you and his naked body. you shuffled closer to him, pressing against the side of the bed as he threaded his fingers under the waistband of his boxers. 'eager are we?' your head was directly in front of his crotch, his thick cock springing out and hitting your face lightly when he pulled his boxers down. your tongue excitedly poked out of your mouth and you dragged it from the base all the way to the tip. fred groaned, throwing his head back as his fingers threaded into your hair. you bring your tied hands up to his crotch, gripping the base as best as you could with the gryffindor tie keeping your hands together.
you put your lips around the tip, tongue licking his precum before sinking your mouth around him. 'bloody hell y/n, that's it, that's a good boy' fred groaned, you felt your own erection twitch at his nickname. your cheeks hollowed out as you slowly bobbed on his cock when he pulled your head off of him by your hair, a string of spit remaining. 'on the bed, all fours' he said and you hopped up as fast as you could with your hands doing as he said while he fully took off his trousers, grabbing his wand from the side. he rubbed at his cock as he turned around to you, groaning at the sight of your ass in the air for him. he kneeled behind you, hands circling your ass, landing a smack, you yelped. he reached under you unbuttoning your trousers and pulling them down and off your legs, also throwing them somewhere. he then slowly peeled off your boxers. he gripped your ass in both of his hands, needing the plump skin. 'fuck y/n’ he muttered. he grabbed his wand again, mumbling a spell, you felt yourself become loose and clean. the patted your cheeks. leaning forward and letting a glob of spit land on your hole. you flinched as it hit, panting in anticipation. he used his thumb, rubbing in his spit, pushing it into your loosened hole. you gripped the sheets in your tied hands, biting down on your lip to muffle a moan when he slapped his rock hard cock ass.
he then positioned it at your entrance before pushing the tip slowly inside, 'still so tight fuck' he said. 'fred please' you whimpered out. 'please what?' he asked knowingly, 'please rail me so hard i can't walk for weeks please' you arched your back wigging your ass slightly before yelping/moaning loudly as he rammed his full length inside of you. 'oh my god-' you muttered into the sheets when he pulled back out and slammed back in, setting a relentless pace, attacking your hole, rearranging your guts. 'yes that's it' fred said groaning, bruising the skin on your hips with his grip. 'please untie me fred please' you begged out of breath between moans. 'why should i?' he asked, smacking your ass making you yelp. 'i wanna ride you, i wanna touch you please freddie' he thrusted once more, balls smacking your own as he was fully inside you. he grabbed your hair, pulling your body up, back against his chest, 'i think i can allow that' he said, pulling out of you and moving to lay down, stroking his wet cock. you whimpered at the empty feeling as he pulled out. you crawled onto his lap with shaky legs, feeling his member against your ass, hands resting on his chest. he looked up into your eyes, hands stroking your waist to your hips and back again. you sunk down onto his cock, throwing your head back, moving your hands to your mouth to stop a moan escaping. fred tugged your hands away from your face, 'i wanna hear all those pretty noises love' he then did as promised and untied your hands. you immediately departed your wrists and placed your hands on his pecs, moving them up to his shoulders sensually. you rubbed your hands to his neck and down to his abdomen.
you looked down at him, lust being the only thing he could see in your eyes. you then rolled your hips forward, grinding down as his cock was deep seated inside you. you moaned, rolling your hips faster. 'y/n you're actually so hot it's unbelievable' fred said breathlessly as you smirked down at him, starting to bounce gently on him. fred gritted his teeth as he groaned. he could see your legs were getting weaker and started thrusting up into you, matching your bounces. 'oh fred-' he then sat up, pulling your body close to him, wrapping your arms around eachother as you both moved in tune. you ran your nails down his back, leaving bright red scratch marks, he groaned at the sting. passion and lust is the only thing that was between your sweaty, hot bodies. he then turned slightly so he was sat at the edge of the bed, standing up and picking you up with him, one hand on your ass and the other on your back.
he turned you both around and laid you on your back on the bed. he lifted on of your legs over his shoulder, hand gripping your other thigh. he once again set his relentless ramming pace. 'fuckfuckfuckfuck fred- that feels good that feels really really good' you whimpered. 'yeah it does, you like that? you like my cock balls deep inside of you? yeah?' he said huskily, reaching down to jerk your neglected cock. you moaned and whimpered loudly. 'fred i'm gonna-' you started. 'me too' he replied. 'please cum inside me fred please' fred smirked down at you once more, 'you are so kinky george, such a naughty boy' you felt a knot in your stomach as he angled his thrusts to hit your prostate head on, 'im cumming fred-' you said as your cock twitched, red tip spurting your orgasm on your stomach. you let out a loud moan, fred then bottomed out inside you again with a rough thrust, pumping his own cum inside you. you groaned at the warm empty feeling inside you as he pulled out, cum dripping out of your abused hole, 'you're so hot y/n, all fucked out like this' you panted heavily trying to get your breath back as fred picked up his wand and said a cleaning spell, scooping up your tired out body and placing you under the covers.
he got his boxers and put them back on, handing you your own as he went to take the tie off the door. he came back to the bed, pulling the curtains around incase someone came in, jumping into the bed with you under the covers. 'alright?' he asked and you nodded smiling, cuddling into his side. he put his arm under your head and you leant on his chest. you started to play with his fingers, 'did you like it?' he asked after. you nodded again with a smile. 'for my first time, i never imagined it to be that good' you chuckled. fred's eyebrows furrowed, 'wait, that was your first time?' he asked surprised. you nodded your head again, nervously this time. he groaned in annoyance, 'merlin, i didn't even think about that. if i knew i would've made it way more special' he said, free hand coming to his forehead. you smiled at him, 'hey it's alright, it was plenty special to me' he kissed your forehead, 'that's ok then' he smiled back at you. 'give me too seconds i'm gonna wash my face, my eyes hurt from the crying heh' you said embarrassed after mentioning the before activities. fred smirked at you, removing his arm. you pulled back the curtain and got out of the bed, standing up and your legs gave way, falling with a thud and a yelp. fred laughed, turning to his side leaning on his hand watching you try to walk. you glared back at him, standing up once more after gripping the bed post, legs shaky and achy you hobbled to the bathroom, fred smirking the whole time.
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bagerfluff · 9 months
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can you write something with male slytherin reader whos a head boy and is dating fred weasley (set in the 5th book). maybe some fluff or the reader just brushing off his reckless behaviour instead of giving him detentions? only if you write for him tho!
Hi, I hope this is what you wanted, thank you for requesting it and I hope you have a good day or night. :)
Dating Privileges
Now if you asked Y/n if he was a good head boy for his house he would tell you he is great, in his opinion. He doesn't give mercy to anyone, even people in his own house, expect one person. His boyfriend, Fred Weasley. Now everyone knows that Fred and his brother, George, pulls prank.
But they haven't been able to pull as many since Umbridge has been keeping an eye on them and everyone else. Now, Y/n might be a Slytherin, but even he hates Umbridge. He hates her and her ways of "reprimanding" students. Y/n tries to avoid her as much as possible, even going so far as to not join her little weird gang of Slytherin people. He was even thinking about joining Potter's army since he did want to learn DADA but he knew that they wouldn't trust him because he was a Slytherin.
He hated that. He wasn't evil because he was a Slytherin, he was actually nice when you got to know him. His boyfriend was even one of the first people to try to get to know him. It was during Y/n's second year after he accidently witnessed Fred and George leave the scene of one of their pranks, and to their surprise he didn't tell anyone.
After the Fred found him self watching the Slytherin boy. After watching him for a year he started talking to him and they quickly became friends, despite being from rival house. And just a year later they started dating. Then Y/n became the head boy for Slytherin. And he doesn't show mercy, to his even own house or first years. But like I said he does show mercy to his boyfriend.
Y/n had found Fred walking away from scene of a prank, getting stuff for a prank, and talking about a prank. But he always lets him off with a soft glare and a "If I catch you again I will give you detention", but he never did.
Right know Y/n was patrolling. He was giving the night rounds and he disliked it. It made him tired in the morning but it did gave him time to think, by himself without the talking or snoring in the common room. He could go to the library but he rarely read when he went their and Madam Pince would have his head if he found him there not reading.
Y/n was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard something behind a closed door. Ready to give someone detention but when he opened the door he saw his boyfriend, putting stuff in a box. Quietly closing the door behind him, leaning on the door with his arms over his chest he spoke
"I should give you detention".
Fred jumped a bit and turned around, putting the box behind his back and smiling as he saw his boyfriend. "Hey, love," Fred said but it wasn't as confidant as Y/n is use to his boyfriends voice being.
"What are you hiding?", Y/n said trying to see behind Fred, but curse the fact he is shorter them his boyfriend.
"What do you mean, love" Fred said still not confidant.
"Don't love me, Fred". Y/n started crossing his arms over his chest again. "What is in the box?"
"Something for a prank," Fred said.
Y/n had a curious look on his face and asked "What's the prank?"
A mischievous smile came to Fred's face. "You'll just have to wait and see".
Y/n arms fell, he really wanted to know what the prank was. But he knew that Fred wouldn't tell him. He never does but normally a week or so later he would find out with everyone else. But he got an idea. "I'll give you detention" he said but the mischievous smile never left Fred's face.
"No you won't," Fred said.
After saying that Fred kiss his boyfriend on the lips, ruffled his hair and left. Y/n rolled his eyes, both he and Fred knew that he wouldn't. So he left the room ready to go to bed but excited to see what the Prank was.
One week alter Fred and George set fireworks of during a test. Y/n was defiantly happy he doesn't give Fred detention.
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kanataka-san · 2 years
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(Y/N): *leans out from behind the door frame* I was going to ask if you wanted to do me on your desk, but I thought I should say hi first.
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Fred:*looks at his bf shoocked by his forwardness*
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(Y/N): Oh, morning George!
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George:*just woken up from a good night sleep and that was the first thing he heard in the morning* Morning-?
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Harry Potter Masterlist
I do NOT support J. K. Rowling, or any transphobic/homophobic things she says (or anything she says really), or TERFS!
Updated: 12/08/2023
Angst: 🥺
Hurt/comfort:❣
Fluff: 💫
Smut: 🔥
male! reader: 💙
fem! reader: 💕
gn! reader:💜
other reader: ⚡
Hp Taglist: @regulusblackswhorecrux
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Regulus Black:
Puzzle 💫💜
He Knows ❣💫💜
Because 🥺💜
Astronomy Tower: Part ½ Part 2/2 🥺💫💕
Sirius Black:
Flirting In the Common Room 💫💕
Burn 🥺💜
Fred Weasley:
Fred Weasley is sure his family thinks his boyfriend is a lunatic 💫💙
Poly! Jegulus:
When there is no logic, look deeper 💫💜
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apollosrambling · 9 months
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Cold rain, warm comfort.
@real-levyanno Asked: Heyyo so I was reading a few of your posts and I am in awe of them. I was wondering, when and if you had the time, if you could do Slytherin-depressed-former prefect Reader x Twins? Maybe Pansy finds out Reader isnt a pureblood like everyone thought and so they all turn on him. He becomes depressed and his prefect badge given to Draco. No one seems to notice how affected he is until the twins find him trying to drown in the black lake and that's when they decide to help/confess their feelings?
It’s truly a mystery how long this has been sitting in my inbox. Sorry I made you wait 🤍🖤 also sorry it’s more of a warm up, I haven’t written anything other than AP style in years.
It’s been noticeable, the shift in your mood. The way you haven’t gotten up early to make sure the first years are awake and heading to breakfast, once of your favorite morning rituals. The way your smile doesn’t reach your eyes, or the way you brush off compliments like they’re meant to be deflected.
It’s impossible to know when it started, but the catalyst was that night in the common room, surrounded by your fellow Slytherin’s as the highlands rain beat on the windows.
“You’re a mudblood, aren’t you?” Pansy Parkinson had looked so proud of herself. The quiet laughter and chatter of your peers dying out.
Rather than answer, you stood and left. Only the cloak of night sheltered you, but it was two boys with red hair and blinding smiles who found you perched on the high docks of the lake. Teetering on the edge as you contemplate letting the wind push you into the black glass below.
You’re close to falling when a warm hand grabs yours, nearly searing after the cold that’s settled into your bones.
“What are you doing?” Fred Weasley is holding on to you like if he lets go, you’ll disappear. Maybe you would.
George, who was holding a warm blanket, slides to your side. Before you can protest, you’re bundled and sat. All three of your legs dangling over the docks edge, far enough away to not worry about wet toes.
“Looks to me like our favorite person was about to become an icicle,” George answers. It’s been so long since anyone spoke that you forgot Fred had asked a question.
“Yeah, maybe. Or perhaps he was trying to become one with the merfolk.”
“Stop talking about me like I’m not here.” Your voice isn’t as strong as you’d have prefer it been. The halfhearted kick at George’s feet does nothing other than cause the twins’ eyebrows to raise.
“We’ve noticed you’ve been a bit…” Fred trails off, as if he’s unsure the right way to deliver the blow.
“Sad? Quiet? Melodramatic and rather a downer?”
“That’s not helping, George.”
“Sorry, Fred.”
You watch them poke at each other. Reaching across you and shoving at each other as if their lives aren’t in danger. You worry they’ll accidentally knock each other off.
The absence of your head boy pin feels suffocating. You reach up to the empty space on your sweater, as if expecting it to come back. It won’t, though. It was now resting in Draco Malfoy’s hands, cold and stunned when you had wrenched it from your body and dropped it.
“I quit being head Boy”
The brothers freeze, looking at you with an uncharacteristically serious expression. George leans his body against yours.
“Why’d you go and do that?”
“Parkinson called me a mudblood. She’s right, I don’t even belong in Slytherin.”
The look on George’s face is downright foul. “That’s the biggest load of rubbish I’ve ever heard. You’re one of the most ambitious, determined people I know.”
“Yeah,” Fred weighed in, letting go of your hand to gesture into the air. “Everyone knows you’re the best Head Boy in the school. The first years love you.”
“They did,” you laugh a humorless thing, “they wont anymore. There’s not much to love.”
Now the twins look truly offended.
George doesn’t answer, he just takes your recently freed hands. Pulls your fingers from where they had been picking at your nails, and gently kisses your finger pads.
Fred runs a hand through your hair, fingers brushing along your jawline and the touch of stubble that threatens to poke through.
Having their hands on you is nice. It’s grounding, warm and pleasant in the cold air.
“There’s plenty of you to love.” Fred’s voice is quiet, almost a whisper.
“Some ancient opinion from old, dead wizards means nothing to us. You, though.” George leans close, his hair nearly tickling you. “You mean a whole lot.”
You hope the flush on your cheeks can be excused to the rain that’s slowed to a drizzle, but you know it won’t be.
“You’re just saying that-”
“No,” George is still holding your hand, still caressing your finger tips. “You’re incredible.”
“So kind,”
“And funny.”
“Yeah, Fred and I think you’re going to change the world.”
“Or rule it,” Fred jokes, before his face tightens.
“I’m sorry we didn’t say it sooner.”
“Say what?” You ask, leaning back a bit as the cool wind nips your face and their heat keeps you from freezing.
“That you’re damn near the most perfect person out there.” George’s words are soft but his lips are softer. It’s surprising, in a way. You half expected them to be chapped.
When George pulls away Fred takes your jaw, gently redirecting you to him.
“You’re wonderful.”
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nox140497 · 25 days
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HELP!!!!
Please please please send me ideas guys I'm stuck. I want to write but i have no idea where to start. Please send me ides
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b00inazkaban · 1 year
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Request: could you maybe do a caregiver George Weasley and a little male reader? I can’t find any :( and it make me sad. Any plot really but maybe the twins prank him while he is little on accident and he cries so George comforts him and finds out about his age regression? Thank youuu!! <;3🍉⭐️🧃
Fandom: Harry Potter; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader
Readers pronouns: He/Him (could be read as they/them but more towards male, he/him reader)
Warnings/includes: Little bit of angst, little space, comfort, crying reader, discovery of little space, pranksters
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It was your 7th year, you and the twins were in the same year….and you were best friends the Weasley twins. But they just wouldn’t stop playing pranks on you. You had had some tramas growing up, so you discovered a thing called age regression and started using that to cope and you’d been scared the twins would play a prank on you while in little space…we’ll today it happen.
You’d been really stressed with all of your work for your last year at Hogwarts, you’d also began to slip into little space as you were working. The twins sneak in with confetti poppers, fireworks and a whole bunch of other nonsense. You’d started to slip worse when they decided to set them off. You got so scared and slipped all the way after you processed it you couldn’t hold your tears in any longer, and you started to cry.
“George came back to check on you because he’d heard crying and sniffling. “Baby, what…oh my gosh was that cause of us? I’m so so so sorry baby I didn’t know you were in little space….” He said going and wrapping you in a hug and you sniffled into his shoulder. He picked you up from your chair at your desk holding you in his arms whispering soft comforting words into your ears as he grabbed a stuffier and went to the bed to lay with you. All he did was apologize, because he was oh so very sorry.
“It’s okay daddy, I know it was an accident I forgive you” you say as you started fading into your own little dream world. George just cradled you in his arms until you fell asleep, making a mental note to talk to his brother about not pranking you. He doesn’t ever want this to happen again because he felt so bed and guilty for pranking you while in little space.
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A/n: sorry I haven’t been getting stuff out sooner I’ve just been having some bad mental health, but I think I’m doing better and doing y’all’s requests quicker now! :)
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m4ng0-gh0st · 3 months
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⚠️Warnings⚠️
Fingering/prepping, Unprotected sex, Bondage, the twins don't do things to each other you do things to them
Sorry if this is bad this is my first time writing smut 🥲
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You were in transfiguration class taking notes and doing the assignment. You could feel eyes on you and when you look up you can see both of the twins trying to play it cool which just makes you smile to yourself.
You've known for a while now that they both have a crush on you. Surprisingly enough they haven't made a move so you were sorta getting tired of waiting.
You walk over passing a note to them and play it off as you were just going to talk to your friend.
The note read: "You two meet me in the dorm room next class"
And so... they did
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Fred: "Hey Y/n what's up?" He asks with a grin as they both sit down
You smile and respond
"You've both been staring at me for a while now" You respond in a low smug voice
They both turn slightly red and try and play it off by laughing
George: "We have no idea what you are talking about"
"Oh but I think you do" You respond with a grin
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George was pinned underneath you moaning as you prepped him. Fred was squirming and tied up as you made him watch as you fingered his twin.
"You are doing so good George~" You say with a grin as your fingers brush against his sweet spot making him moan louder.
George: "Please please please- Ah~ Fuck~"
Fred: "Please for Merlin's sake Y/n hurry up before I get soft over here" He says in a bored sounding voice even though he was in fact not bored at all
"The more you complain Fred the longer I'll take and the longer you'll be tied to the bed" You say in a firm voice
You then remove your fingers from George and walk over to your nightstand grabbing a small bottle of lube and a condom before you come back.
George: "No no... No condom please~" He begs
You chuckle softly and just set the condom aside "Okay if you wish" You say before you start to lube yourself up
Fred: "Fuck just hurry up" He says in a frustrated tone as he squirms more but because of him being tied to the bed he can't do anything
You chuckle again before you enter George slowly making him moan as you did
"Good boy George~" You say as you slowly start to move in and out
George was a moaning mess underneath you moaning your name and curses.
George: "Ah- Fuck me~ Y/n~" he moans out
Eventually George moans out "Ah!~ Fuck I'm close~ Please please don't stop please Y/n~"
You place your hand on the small of his back as your thrust start to become sloppy and eventually you and George both hit your climaxes together.
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George has left to wash off leaving you with Fred who was still tied up.
Fred: “Come on you’ve made me wait long enough~” He says with his signature grin.
You chuckled before untying him finally once he did he pulls you into his lap.
He pulls you into a passionate kiss as his tongue explores your mouth and move your hips.
Fred: “I think I deserve a reward after being so patient~” He says with a mixture of lust and mischief
“You were not patient at all!” You say with a laugh
Fred: "Still~" He says as he moves your body telling you what he wants
"What do you want me to ride you?~" You respond with a wide grin
Fred: "What told you that?~"
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You moved up and down as your head fell back and Fred’s hands were on your hips making you move faster.
“Mm…~ Fuck Fred~” You moan as he bites your neck
His hands grip your hips harder making you move every faster drawing both of you closer to your climaxes.
After a minute he pins you to the bed and starts to move his hips hard and fast making you see stars.
By how rough he was being it was clear he was chasing his own climax as he railed deep into you.
Fred: “Cum for me~” He says in a deep and husky voice
As soon as he says that you feel the knot in your stomach snap as your climax spills out all over your stomach.
Following right after you he releases deep inside of you groaning as he did.
Fred: “Fuck that feels good” He says as his body relaxes against yours
After a minute you both clean up your legs shaky as you did eventually you both get dressed and George comes back.
George: “Soo what does this mean? Are you ours?” He asks you after a minute
You smile softly and nod
“Yes of course I am”
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