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hey i’m back! :) sorry for the long hiatus, lots of things going on, but i’m ready to start writing again! i’ll be doing some updates to this page (don’t worry nothings getting deleted no matter how much i hate it now), so keep an eye out! all my previous works have been moved to the archive page, and the characters i write for list has also been updated to include more series, so make sure to check that out. i missed you all so much and i’m so excited to be back <3

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a wrong gone right || f.w.

an: based off my dr ;)

summary: after getting caught pulling a prank, you and your friends make a run for it out onto the rainy grounds

pairing: fred weasley x gn!reader

warning(s): fluff

“Shh!” George hissed loudly as Lee began to laugh again. You rolled your eyes at their antics, adamant on helping Fred guide the bucket of soapy water to the top of Snape’s office door.

This had all started a mere 20 minutes ago when you had made a joke about how the greasy professor probably hadn’t showered in years, and Lee suggested you all force him to take one. It was quite a tame prank for your group, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun.

“A bit more to the left.” You whispered, nudging Fred’s side. He nodded as he slowly began to move the bucket, before a loud voice sounded down the hall.

“Who’s there!?” It was evidently the voice of an angry Filch, causing you all to freeze. Apparently George had been too busy trying to keep Lee quiet that he hadn’t done his job of checking the Marauders’ Map.

“Just you wait, you’re going to be in detention for a while with this one!” The caretaker snickered, his footsteps echoing down the nearly deserted corridor while you frantically wracked your brain for a plan.

A quick glance to your right showed that there was an unlocked door leading out to the courtyard, but you could also hear the rain thundering down. Deciding it was better than another week of detention, you whispered as quietly as you could.

“On the count of three, I need you all to follow me.”

“Where are we-” Lee began, but you cut him off.

“One.” The footsteps got closer.

“Two.” You could hear his heavy breathing.

“Three!” You shouted just as he had come into view.

The four of you sprinted out the door as fast as you could, the bucket of water tumbling to the floor and the outraged grumbling of Filch following you closely.

You’d all clearly had different ideas of what doors would still be unlocked this late, as you and Fred took a left while George and Lee kept running straight. At this point you no longer cared that you were drenched to the bone, running through the rain with Fred’s giggling in the background was the most fun you’d had since exam season started.

A sudden flash of lightning caused you to let out a small scream followed by a laugh, the boy next to you’s hand instinctively reaching out and taking your own.

Eventually the two of you slowed to a walk, out of breath but still smiling. You’d been too caught up in the fun of running that you hadn’t found a door, instead finding yourselves near the edge of the grounds. You wouldn’t have cared a few seconds ago, but now the cold was finally getting to you, and you found yourself shivering.

Fred quickly noticed your sudden change in demeanor, letting go of your hand and opting to wrap his arm around you instead, pulling you into his side. You couldn’t tell if you had warmed up due to his body heat, or if it was the sudden blush that had crept across your entire body.

“Y/n you’re freezing. I think we should go back inside.” His voice was laced with a rare tone of concern.

“ ‘M alright. We should stay out here a bit longer though, just until Filch gives up at least.”

He let out a heavy sigh, his other arm now snaking around you and pulling you into a hug, doing his best to keep you warm. You wrapped your arms around him as well, burying your face into the crook of his neck. The two of you had hugged countless times before, but never like this. Something felt different, like there was some sort of tension waiting to burst, and you knew he felt it too.

The moment you raised your head to glance up at him, his lips had crashed down onto yours, something you hadn’t expected but weren’t complaining about either. You welcomed the kiss warmly, the two of your teeth clashing due to the excessive smiling. You’d been on the edge of friends or more for ages, unsure if he returned the feelings you had, but this definitely confirmed your suspicious.

He continued to kiss you like it was his last moments alive, savoring every moment. Finally you both pulled apart panting, your lips swollen and eyes hooded.

“Well that’s a wrong gone right.” He teased, smirking as you swatted at him.

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💙 random fact: I’m ambidextrous!! I grew up left handed and I taught myself how to write with my right hand when I was in middle school!

Whats a fact about you? :)

BRO WHAT THATS SO COOL!!! sticking to random body facts i can wiggle my ears! i’ve been able to do it since i was a baby :)

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🥣 color association: my name is Lydia!! :)

Thank you!!

lydia gives me very much like a light olive green color, happy and definitely associated with animals and nature :)

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Omg congrats on 100 followers love!! That’s so exciting!! <3

🌌 kmk: George Weasley, Cedric Diggory, Neville Longbottom :)

tysm 🥰 this ones kinda hard but i guess kiss george, marry neville, kill cedric WHY DO I FEEL SO BAD ABOUT THIS DECISION

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IM GONNA DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR THIS ONCE I GET A CHANCE BUT AHH TYSM ILY <33

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The worst trick a childhood anxiety disorder pulls is, you spend your early years being applauded for being so much more mature than your peers, because you aren’t disruptive, you don’t want any kind of attention, you don’t express yourself, you keep yourself to yourself - this makes you a pleasure to have in class, etc etc - and you start to believe it’s virtue. But you’re actually way behind your peers in normal social development, and who knows if you can ever catch up.

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sirius when he’s sick || hc

an: hello :)

summary: how sirius acts when he’s sick

pairing: sirius black x gn!reader

warning(s): mentions of throw up/being sick, mentions of food/eating, swearing, fluff

no one really knows exactly how he got sick, he just woke up one morning with a fever

you thought it was a prank at first, either him trying to get your sympathy or the other marauders pulling a prank on him

it was neither

but it took you a bit to trust him

and you kind of had to once he tried to pout at you and promptly threw up into the nearest trash can

you went and asked the others if they had any idea he was sick, and as soon as they found out james and peter panicked while remus suggested you take him to madame pomfrey

so you knew it wasn’t them

and that he was actually sick

you offer to take care of him

he becomes a GIANT BABY

can’t even eat on his own and guilt trips you into makes you feed him his soup

every time he throws up you’re there to hold his hair back and cast cleaning charms

you have to force him to shower and change his clothes

getting him to take his medicine is an entire ordeal and you eventually take to hiding it in his food like you would for a dog oh wait

also dramatic as fuck

one cough and it’s the end of the world

too hot? he’s going to whine and complain like it’s going to kill him

he gets moody too

extremely grumpy and doesn’t want anybody but you anywhere near him

you found this out the hard way when you enlisted james and remus to help you get him to the hospital wing

spoiler alert it didn’t end well

he got his way of staying in his dorm with you taking care of him

and he’s c l i n g y and a f f e c t i o n a t e

constant little kisses and “i love you”s

telling you how amazing you are and how thankful he has to have you

might get a little emotional and talk about how no one was ever there for him like this in his childhood

now it’s your turn to kiss and hug him

he always needs to be touching you in some way and you’re most definitely going to catch whatever he has

when he’s finally all better, you’re sick

so he takes care of you just like you did for him

except it’s showy and over the top like everything else he does

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@msmimimerton

@mollysolo

@harmqnia

@dreamcxtcherr

#harry potter #young sirius black #gender neutral reader #mauraders #harry potter headcanon #sirius black #young marauders #sirius black fluff

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hi! this is a quick post to apologize for my inactivity :) i’ve been busy with work, parties, vacation, and a ton of other stuff, but i’m back into writing and have a new post hopefully coming soon! i love you all so much, i hope you have a good day/night/afternoon <3

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infected by love - f. w.

summary: you visit the burrow (mainly fred), and when you try to get some alone time, who else barges in but dear old georgie?

requested? yes, by @the-romanian-is-bae (i tried my best to make it funny!! i really hope you like it :))

"Hiiii!!!!! Can you do a Fred Weasley x reader request? They are in Fred’s dorm having some alone time away from everyone and then George walks in and interrupts them and can you make it really funny?"

word count: 1k

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warnings: brief mentions of food, honestly nothing else, very fluffy~!

a/n: hey everyone! i apologize for taking so long to get to your requests, please know that i'm still working on them and i PROMISE i will write all of them.

as always, please REBLOG if you enjoy it!! it would motivate me to write more and continue coming out with content for you all :)

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“When is she comi--” Fred begins for the 100th time, before being cut off.

“Oh for god’s sake Freddie, Y/N’s coming at 3pm. It hasn’t changed since we made the damn plans! And remind me again when that was?” George snaps.

Fred scowled.

“That’s right, over a month ago! Breathe, mate, she’ll be here soon,” his twin finishes. “We know she’s important to you and that you’re nervous, blah blah blah. But save your nerves for when you actually see her, alright?”

Fred huffs and crosses his arms, looking surprisingly like a three-year-old, but abides, stalking off towards the kitchen.

Half an hour later, the fireplace at the Burrow suddenly erupts with flames and the whole Weasley family rushes into the living room to greet their guests. It’s chaos, with Molly patting down her hair while simultaneously trying to smooth out Arthur’s jacket, and Fred practically teeming with excitement right in front, asking Ginny and George to check his appearance.

“You look the same as always, git!” exclaims Ginny.

“She means ugly,” adds George.

Fred rolls his eyes but stops himself. Nothing could ruin his mood today, nothing. Because today marked the beginning of a whole two weeks with you.

******

“Y/N, come on up! I wanna show you something!” comes the unmistakable voice of Fred from his room on the second floor.

You startle, but quickly pull on a sweater and start to head up the stairs. “I’m coming, Freddie, just a minute.”

You were visiting the burrow over Christmas break along with Harry and Hermione at the request of Mrs. Weasley, who’d wanted to meet you ever since you and Fred had first started dating, and you were having a blast. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were both just like their children, fiercely loving and loyal, not to mention generous, despite what little they had. And… Mrs. Weasley made the best meals you had ever tasted, even better than the ones at Hogwarts.

But your favourite part about staying at the burrow was of course, a certain red-headed twin who happened to be a beater for the Gryffindor Quidditch team AND as of recently, your boyfriend.

Despite your relationship being in its early stages, you’d both liked each other for a long time before, it had just taken a while for Fred to finally gather his courage and ask you out. Needless to say, you said yes, and your first date was an extremely fun afternoon in the fields near Hogsmeade, where Fred had set up a little picnic for you both. It was amazing, and far more thoughtful than you had thought it was possible for the Weasley to be, making you fall even more for him.

Shaking your head, you grinned, and headed upstairs, no doubt towards a new invention Fred had been dreaming up.

When you got there however, you were surprised to find that his room was quite normal. Well, as normal as a teenage boy (and wizard!)’s room could be. So what had Fred called you up for?

“What’s up, Freddie?” you ask, confused. You glance up at him, “what did you want to show me?”

Instead of answering, Fred drops down onto his bed and pulls you in. The abruptness of this movement makes you stumble a bit, before falling onto him, and you blush furiously as you try to right yourself.

The boy dons a smirk at the sight of you, all red cheeks and messy hair.

“Huh, Y/N, didn’t think you’d be so forward… but go on, you’ll hear no complaints from me.”

“Shut it, you idiot,” you shoot back, as you finally push yourself back up to a standing position, fighting a smile.

Fred grins; “ah, well it was worth a try.”

“I guess it was,” you agree, climbing back onto the boy and looping your arms around his neck, this time on your own accord, “because it worked on me.”

The Weasley laughs out loud this time, and holds you tight, “I have no idea how you got wooed by me, but I’m so happy you di--”

“Fred, mum wants you downstairs for something!” cuts George, pushing open the door of the room.

Catching sight of you and Fred on the bed, George makes a show of covering his eyes and acting absolutely disgusted, “oh for Godric’s sake, can you two get a roo-- ..”

“George, we are in a room, in case you haven’t noticed,” Fred snaps.

“Yeah, Georgie, the door was closed too,” you giggle, adding on.

“Ok, well it was MY room too, and why on earth wasn’t the door locked,” George counters, looking quite miffed, “what if I needed to come get something for.. for school?”

“YOU, preparing for school?” Fred fakes a gasp, and you morph your face into an astonished expression. “I doubt that, unless it was a dear old dungbomb for our lovely Filch.”

George huffs, but you could tell he wasn’t really mad. “Okay, so maybe it wasn’t that. You two are just so disgustingly cheesy, I can’t stand it. In fact, I need to leave right now before I get infected. And Fred, I wasn’t kidding, Mom will have your head if you don’t head down in the next 5 minutes.”

You feign offense as George pushes the door open to go back outside, and just before he leaves, Fred can’t help but quip, “maybe you’d do well to be a lil infected, I don’t think Angelina would mind much.”

And as you and Fred both burst into laughter thinking of your quidditch playing friend, you catch a tinkling chuckle coming from out the door.

“So… back to it?” Fred prompts, winking at you.

“Back to what exactly, Freddie?” you raise an eyebrow, “don’t you remember George’s message? I’d like for you to keep your head, please.”

“Oh, come on!” Fred exclaims, grabbing onto your waist again, “you can’t be serious.”

In one smooth move, you hop off of the Gryffindor and pull him off the mattress. “Oh but I am, Freddie. Dead serious.”

But even so, a giggle escapes from you as you shove him out the same door as his twin.

“Don’t worry love, I can’t disapparate yet, I couldn’t leave you even if I wanted to.”

“Right, yeah, how very reassuring,” huffs Fred, crossing his arms, “the things I do for this household.”

But the ghost of a grin brushes over his face as he turns to look at you one more time, before setting out to do a surely grueling task assigned by Mrs. Weasley.

******

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🎀 firstly congrats on growing so much so quickly! you’re amazing! Fluff Prompt #4 Tying Characters Tye, character being Fred Weasley? if you’re full on prompts i understand dear<3

Windsor (Fred Weasley)

4- tying character’s tie

The day of the Yule Ball was one of the most hectic days of the school year; students could be seen buzzing around every hallway and common room, preparing for the important event. You and your dormmates had spent the morning enveloped in a cloud of hair spray and perfume, chattering eagerly about the possibilities the night could bring.

When it was finally time to meet your boyfriend, you made your way to the crowded Gryffindor common room. You lost yourself in the sea of your classmates as you searched for the energetic redhead. Unable to spot him, you trudged up the stairs towards his dorm.

You stopped in front of his door and knocked lightly, eyes scanning over the colorful stickers that covered the dark wood. His voice sounded through the door and you pushed your way into the room, seeing him standing in front of a dusty mirror.

He turned to face you, his palms smoothing over his jacket and his tie strung haphazardly around his neck. His eyes wandered over your formal and elegant appearance, a look of awe written across his features.

“You look so lovely, sweetheart. I’m almost ready, I just have to figure out this tie.”

You moved into the room and closed the door behind you. Walking up to him, you grabbed the crumpled material and slid it off of him. “Can I help?”

He nodded silently and watched as you draped the silken material around him again. Your nimble fingers pulled and crossed the fabric, creating a sleek and timeless Windsor knot. Fred regarded you lovingly while you worked, his thoughts on how lucky he was to have met you.

When you had fixed his tie, you placed your hands on Fred’s shoulders and met his gaze. His appreciative smile quickly turned mischievous with his words. “Thank you, love. Maybe I’ll never learn how to tie it myself so you can do it for me every time.”

You hummed at his statement and pulled him closer. “That wouldn’t be so bad.”

The two of you swayed in place for a moment, holding tightly onto each other in the quiet dorm room. Moments of true serenity were rare with your redhead troublemaker, and you enjoyed each one that came your way. After a moment, Fred pulled away and grabbed your hands eagerly.

“C’mon love. Let’s go dance.”

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A little bit late but Happy Father’s Day!

In Spain Father’s Day is in March but it’s always good to have an excuse to draw wolfstar parenting (not that I need an excuse…)

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Shared Blankets (Fred Weasley)

Word Count: 0.3k

Summary: Spending a rainy day at the Burrow with Fred

A/N: No warnings, short and sweet domestic blurb. Prompt from @syven-siren. My requests are open!!

Stormy summer nights at the Burrow made for a perfect, languid time of staying indoors and cuddling with your favorite redhead. The hot, muggy air outside paired with the constant splatter of raindrops against the house made the windows fog up, leaving you shrouded by the weather, seemingly hidden from the rest of the world.

The crisp, chilly air inside – the result of magic, no doubt – made you feel drowsy and lethargic despite the buzzing energy of the boy beside you. Fred sat to your right, his leg pressed against yours and his long fingers scratching lightly at your scalp, slowly lulling you closer to sleep. The record player on the other side of the room provided a quiet, crackling tune that filled your ears as Fred’s chatter faded into the background.

Just as your eyes had fluttered shut, you felt a tug on the thick wool blanket that covered the two of you. Opening your eyes, you glanced over at Fred and watched him pull the multicolored quilt tighter around himself, unknowingly exposing you to the piercing air around you. Goosebumps prickled your arms and you grumbled under your breath, grabbing for the frayed corner of the blanket.

“Fred, you took the whole thing.”

Realizing that you were awake, he let you pull the blanket back over yourself, now leaving him exposed to the freezing air. As the storm thundered outside, you and Fred squabbled over the blanket, tugging and twisting the fabric, trying to get comfortable and warm.

Finally, Fred moved around on the couch, situating you between his legs and throwing the blanket over both of you once again. Your head settled on his chest and your arms wrapped around his neck, soaking in the warmth that he provided. After a moment of shuffling, you both fell back into your relaxed state, and you felt Fred’s fingers return to their place in your hair.

“Better?” He asked, grin taking over his face as he looked down at your serene features.

“Better.”

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Painting details by Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky (Russian, 1817-1900)