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citruswriter · 1 month

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Hello and welcome to my writing blog!

I like to write. So uh, I'm gonna write. Yk, when I have the motivation. ANYWAYS-

Name: Lofi/Tavern

Age: Chrono young 20s (I'm secretly a primordial entity tho, obvi 💅)

Pronouns: They/Them, Thou/Thee, Ech/Echo, Bee/Bees & Fae/Faer

Honorifics: Vs, Sai, Mir, Miss (playfully), Ma'am (formal/if close)

Terms: Feminine, Masculine, Neutral, Nonhuman

Relationship Status: Happily Married!

Extras: Multireligous, Objectum, Fictospec, Queer, etc.

Citrus Scale: The Levels and What They Mean

Orange 🧡 - General Writings. So this would be fluff, angst, comfort, and similar.

Lime 💚 - Slight spice but not flat out nsfw. Heavy make out, sexual tension, maybe some milder things like grinding or choking.

Lemon 💛 - The filth and sin. Full blown tango. Actually nsfw. Le sex. General kinks added in as well.

Grapefruit 🩷 - A rarer ranking not often used to be alluded to darker things. Such as yandere, Stockholm Syndrome, gRape, murder, body mutilation, etc. Usually sexual or has sexual themes but not always.

Hearts to indicate highest citrus ranking I'll go for

Fandoms & Characters I Write For

Helluva Boss

Blizø 💛

Stolas 💚

Loona 💚

Bee & Vortex 💚

Mammon 🩷

Asmodeus & Fizz 💛

Hazbin Hotel

Lucifer Morningstar 💛

Charlie & Vaggie 💚

Alastor 🩷

Rosie 🧡

Velvette 💚

Valentino 🩷

Vox 💛

Adam 💛

Lute 💛

Sera 💚

Emily 🧡

Creepypasta

Splendorman 💚

Trenderman 💛

Slenderman 🩷

Jeff the Killer 🩷

Homicidal Liu 💛

Eyeless Jack 🩷

Laughing Jack 🩷

BEN Drowned 🩷

Masky 🩷

Hoodie 🩷

Toby 🩷

Jason the Toymaker 🩷

The Puppeteer 🩷

Nathan the Nobody 🩷

Candypop 🩷

Jane the Killer 💚

Nina the Killer 💚

Sally 🧡

Judge Angels 💚

Clockwork 💚

Laughing Jill 💚

Zero 💚

Hetalia

France 💛

2p! France 💛

America 💛

2p! America 🩷

Canada 💛

2p! Canada 💛

England 💛

2p! England 🩷

Russia 💛

2p! Russia 💛

Belarus 💚

Ukraine 💚

China 💛

2p! China 🩷

Hong Kong 💛

Scotland 💛

Sweden 💛

Finland 💛

Iceland 💛

Denmark 💛

Norway 💛

Switzerland 💛

Italy 💛

2p! Italy 🩷

Romano 💛

2p! Romano 💛

Spain 💛

2p! Spain 💛

Germany 💛

2p! Germany 🩷

Prussia 💛

2p! Prussia 💚

Japan 💛

2p! Japan 🩷

Greece 💛

Rome 💛

Germania 💛

Star Wars

Count Dooku 💚

Anakin Skywalker 💛

Asajj Ventress 💚

Ashoka Tano 💚

Jocasta Nu 🧡

Aayla Secura 💚

Kit Fisto 💚

Luminara Unduli 💚

Obi-Wan Kenobi 💛

Qui-Gon Jinn 💛

Mace Windu 🧡

Yoda 🧡

Plo Koon 🧡

Kreia 🧡

Atton 💛

Atris 🧡

Brianna/Handmaiden 💚

Bao-Dur 💛

Visas Marr 💚

Zez-Kai Ell 💛

Mira 💚

Kavar 💛

Mandalore/Canderous 💛

Vrook Lamar 🧡

Mical/Disciple 💛

Harry Potter

Harry Pottah 💚

Ron Weasley 💛

Hermione Granger 💚

Neville Longbottom 💚

Ginny Weasley 💚

Luna Lovegood 🧡

Fred & George Weasley 💛

Draco Malfoy 💛

Blaise Zabini 💛

Pansy Parkinson 💚

Tom Riddle 🩷

Mattheo Riddle 💛

Theodore Nott 💛

Lorenzo Berkshire 💛

Anyways I think that's it. Send in those requests!

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whowantslovergirl · 1 year

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Lovergirls Request list 🤍

Outer Banks

“Just give me that John D already 😫”

John B Routledge

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

Sarah Cameron

Topper Thorton

Criminal Minds

“This is calm and it’s doctor 😜”

Dr. Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Euphoria

“Nate Jacobs daddy likes to fuck little kids 😀”

Rue Bennett

Maddy Perez

N*te Jacobs

Fezco

Ethan

Kat Hernandez

C*ssie Howard

Lexi Howard

Eliott

J*les Vaughn

Harry Potter

“Kill us faster? Oh now I can relax! 😍”

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Luna Lovegood

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Marvel

“You did not see that coming? 😘”

Loki

Thor

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Scream

“My mom and dad are going to be so mad at meee 😖”

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Mickey Alteri

Randy Meeks

Roman Bridger

Charlie Walker

Kirby Reed

Jill Roberts

Tara Carpenter

Ethan Landry

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Friends (Added)

“Im hopeless and awkward and desperate for love! 😁”

Chandler Bing

Joey Tribbiani

Ross Geller

Rachel Greene

Monica Geller

Phoebe Buffay

Miscellaneous

“Name me one person i murdered! 🤨”

Shameless

Lip Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Kevin Ball (mostly platonic)

Joker

Ledger

Leto

Phoenix

JJK

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Bullet Train

Tangerine

Lemon

Ladybug

I do not write for real life people only fictional characters

Smut on this page is very rare bc im terrible at writing it only angst and fluff

All characters are of age unless said otherwise

There will always be warnings in the beginning

Please do not copy any work reblog is ok

Do not be a ghost reader constructive criticism only

Most of these fics will be based on songs from my beloved playlist 😍

I hope you enjoy this page 🤍🤍🤍🤍

#outer banks #criminal minds #euphoria #scream #harry potter #marvel #shameless #bullet train #jjk imagines #friends #x reader

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cauliflowertree · 1 year

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┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ 400 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION—

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hello everyone :D thank you so much for 400 followers. this is amazing & i can’t thank you all enough for being here in my little corner of tumblr. i’m combining this celebration with a birthday celebration too (it’s not my birthday yet). and for the past 2 years on my birthday i’ve gone to this little town nearby and we get a milkshake and go to a cafe for a pastry so this theme was quite an appropriate thought from @velvetcloxds, ty <3

welcome to the bakery ! would you like anything to eat?

🍞 [sourdough bread] — give me an au or fic title + a character and i’ll give you a summary for what i’d write for it.

🥐 [croissant] — tell me your fav music artist / band and i’ll tell you my fav song of theirs.

🍫 [pain au chocolat] — [moots only] tell me your favourite colour & your name & i’ll make you a small moodboard.

🍰 [lemon drizzle cake] — tell me your gender preference, fandom preference & a small description of yourself & i’ll ship you with a character with 3-5 headcanons.

🥯 [onion and chive bagel] — send me a fic of yours (1.5k or under please) and i’ll make a 3 picture moodboard based off it.

perhaps something to drink?

🧋 [hazelnut iced latte] — tell me about your favourite birthday and i’ll tell you who’d plan your party (please include fandom).

🥛 [peanut butter milkshake] — games: fmk, this or that, would you rather, cym.

☕️ [hot chocolate] — send me a character and i’ll recommend you a fic for them.

[tagging mutuals] sorry if i missed anyone!

@unadulterated-syd @masivechaos @foralwaysandforever @harrysweasleys @natashxromanovf @cherrystrees @ell0ra-br3kk3r @sw34terw34ther @puppy-coded @imabee-oralizard @cremexcoffee @starconfettii @juneberrie @henqtic @maricoolerthanme @loveeharrington @valluvsu @mad-elia @mystic-writings @dead-pcets @goodoldfashionedluvergirl @lazydreamer19 @jackys-stuff-blog @honeysuckleharrington @lauralestrange7 @cherryys-stuff @gimme-gimme-georgie-weasley @fairydxll @luvterature @auroracalisto @blondedmuse @starstruckwillows @entishramblings @princess-paramour @locke-writes @heartfucks @saraheartsxavier @george-weasleys-girl @whoooooisthis @rottingkisses @nyxxxxxxxx @honeymunson @fizzyxcustard @sotwk @omenhel @someoneinthestars @diorgirl444 @scr4pbaby @sectumsempraaa

#400 follower celebration #❜ ─ 🍾 ─ ❛ celebrations #❜ ─ 💌 ─ ❛ mutuals

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elisedonut · 9 months

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Updated 4/13/24 If you can't access Ao3 for whatever reason you can also view the pdf's here

Percy Weasley/Marcus Flint

at least we're trying

I’m damned if I do give a damn what my family says

Raspberry Muffin

A Shell for a Mate

School Uniform

Teeth

Percy Weasley/Draco Malfoy

Melting Resolve

Anyone But You

Storytime Cuddles

Percy Weasley/Colin Creevey

Camera Cutie

is it creepy to stare?

Experimenting is Just Part of the Fun

Percy Weasley/Stan Shunpike

Hot Chocolate

Rest

Falling Snowflakes

Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood

Lemon Cake

Storytime Naps

Arborvitae

Percy Weasley/Others

Makeup Fleur Delacour/Percy Weasley

Courting Gift Ernie Macmillan/Percy Weasley

Colin's Cookbook Dennis Creevey/Percy Weasley

Percy Weasley and His Kids (Lucy, Molly II)

Are seashells for collections or pets?

Missing

Percy Weasley & Others (non ship fics)

Lemonade Luna Lovegood & Percy Weasley

Sleeping Princess Luna Lovegood & Percy Weasley

Essays & Crystals Lavender Brown & Percy Weasley

Dreams & Dread Lavender Brown & Percy Weasley

The Window on the Seventh Floor Helena Ravenclaw & Percy Weasley

Sickness Fleur Delacour & Percy Weasley

Shenanigans Fred, George & Percy Weasley

Raven Solo

Preening Colin Creevey & Percy Weasley

To Make a Child Solo

Other Characters

Deceased. Colin & Dennis Creevey

Rhododendrons and False Indigo Harry Potter/George Weasley

Bird Feeder Alicia Spinnet

Gift Molly Weasley & Pandora Lovegood and Molly & Charlie Weasley

Podfics

(PodFic) Treat You Better by hchollym (Marcus Flint/Percy Weasley)

[Podfic] "a symphony, undone" by volunteer_of_hufflepuff (Gen)

[Podfic] "Better Late Than Never" by hchollym (Marcus Flint/Percy Weasley)

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m4ng0-gh0st · 2 months

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I'm taking requests! (For male reader only!!)

Characters I will do:

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

(Can do both twins in one fic)

Neville Longbottom

James Potter (Young)

Remus Lupin (Young or adult)

Sirius Black (Young or adult)

(Could possibly do Wolfstar x male reader)

Severus Snape (Young or adult)

Lucius Malfoy (Adult)

All others I won't do (Mostly because I'm not confident in doing them)

Things that I will do:

Smut

Lemon

Fluff

Jealousy

Things I will NOT do:

Angst (Not confident in but there can be just a tad bit of angst)

Noncon

Incest

Pedophilia

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george-weasleys-girl · 2 years

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North Star Series

Chapter 11 - The Very Nearly Yule Ball

Summary: Y/N comes down with the flu and has to miss the Yule Ball. George happily takes care of her. Fluff-o-rama.

Warnings: one particularly disgusting mention of snot, one curse word

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George knocked on Y/N's dorm room door. "Hey, it's me. I'm back with sick person supplies. Can I come in?"

"Come in," moaned Y/N, weakly. George opened the door to find her, under a mountain of blankets, lying limply at the edge of her bed, trash can and tissues next to her and a half eaten sandwich on her bedside table. Placing the box of supplies down, he sat next to Y/N, rubbing her back.

Y/N noticed George was wearing his flannel pajamas. "You should be getting ready for the ball," she said, once again trying to convince him to go.

"Nope. I should be here, taking care of you." He felt her forehead. "Has your fever spiked again?"

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The day before The Yule Ball

Y/N woke up with a scratchy throat. Thinking she'd just caught a cold on her recent shopping trip, she began taking copius amounts of Pepperup Potion, along with green tea and lemon, hoping to knock it out of her system before the Yule Ball.

When she woke up the next morning sicker than the day before, she knew it was more than a mere cold. Y/N dragged herself to the infirmary, George by her side.

Madam Pomfrey confirmed Y/N's suspicion. "I'm sorry to say Miss Y/L/N, you have the flu." The healer patted her patient's hand and sighed. "No Ball for you tonight, my dear."

Y/N's heart sank and she looked up at George. "I'm so sorry sweetie," she apologized. "I still want you to go. I know you've been looking forward to it."

"Is your fever making you delusional, darling? George felt her forehead. "First of all, you have nothing to apologize for, and second, there's no way I'm going without you. You're the whole reason I've been so excited about it. If you can't go, neither am I.

~•~

While her roommates had the good sense to find other accommodations until she was no longer contagious, George insisted he stay with her 24/7. Any attempts to shoo him away were completely ignored, so Y/N gave up, saving her meager energy for the all-important matter of rolling over to see what it was like breathing out of the other nostril.

"How are you feeling?" George asked.

"Craptastic," she replied, grabbing one of her last few tissues, which her boyfriend promptly replaced with a full box.

"Really? I couldn't tell," he teased. Y/N rolled her eyes, but a small grin appeared on her face, nonetheless.

"I brought you some soup." George continued.

"yay."

"And some more green tea."

"awesome."

Y/N pushed herself up, crimson velvet appearing when the blankets slipped down. George froze. "Baby? Are you wearing your ball gown?"

Y/N answered by kicking off the rest of the covers, revealing a stunning full length princess gown. The butterflies in George's stomach went crazy. Even in her sickly state, she still took his breath away.

"Not that you aren't beautiful, love, but are you sure you don't want to wear something more comfy?"

"I bought this dress to wear tonight and dammit, I'm going to wea--" a coughing fit took hold of Y/N before she could finish. She leaned over the side of the bed to hack up a glob of snot into the trashcan.

"Oooh, now that was sexy," George commented with a cheeky grin. Y/N flopped back down on the bed. "There's plenty more where that came from," she rasped, waggling her eyebrows. He chuckled and took one of her hands in his, giving it a gentle kiss. Y/N blushed, and he proceeded to kiss her cheek, a risky move to take with the sexiliy ill, but one George was willing to make. He tucked her back in and handed her a bag holding several videotapes. "Pick something for us to watch while I put the kettle on."

~•~

Once she ate and was in comfier clothes, Y/N didn't last long, falling asleep halfway through the film. George turned off the movie and let his mind wander as she lay pressed against him, her fevered head resting on his chest.

He wondered how they would've met, if she hadn't chose to spend the year at Hogwarts. He was confident they would have found each other, somehow. People who belong together always do. At least that's what it said in all his mum's romance novels he'd secretly read growing up. And he believed it, now more than ever. Gazing down at her, his heart was full knowing that this, right here, was his future. The two of them together, souls and bodies intertwined, surviving whatever life threw at them.

Y/N shifted a little, sniffling loudly in her sleep. Wrapping his arms tighter around her, he kissed the top of her head. "Sleep well, my little snot goblin," he whispered. "I love you."

~•~

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anne-chloe · 4 months

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Darling Girl

02 | Feast Your Eyes

Summary : You’re sorted into Gryffindor and begin making some friends over the Grand Meal of the evening. More backstory of your parents is uncovered, including tidbits of your older sister.

There was a beat of silence before the Gryffindor table erupted into ferocious cheers. You stumbled from the stool as soon as the hat was lifted from your head, your mind fuzzy with glee and nerves as you mindlessly walked towards the loudest table.

You were welcomed immediately and encouraged to take a seat. You sat in an empty space and listened to the applause and praising shouts from your new housemates.

The rest of the sorting ceremony went by in a blur. You couldn't recall much else happening, only that the other houses cheered when a new student was sorted into their respective house. It was clear that Hogwarts prided themselves on house pride; you admired that, and you were excited to feel the same type of pride in the future when you would eventually welcome new students.

Professor Dumbledore concluded the ceremony with a heart lifting speech before announcing the grand feast that would take place. In a matter of seconds, the middle of the table was suddenly full out various yet delicious foods to choose from.

You helped yourself to some roast chicken, mash potatoes, roasted carrots and parsnips, and some gravy. Your cup filled itself with pumpkin juice, which you greedily chugged down in excitement. Pumpkin juice happened to be a delicious delicacy that you savoured every time your parents brought it to the dinner table, and the taste immediately gave you the comfort that you needed in that very moment.

"Blimey! A Potter and a Darling!" Someone exclaimed over the noise. You perked up at the mention of your name, immediately zoning in on a pair of red-heads sitting slightly down from you. They seemed to be entertaining a handful of Gryffindor students.

The identical twins glanced down to where you were sat, their smiles wide and mischievous. You smiled shyly in response and gave a small wave, now feeling more eyes turn to you.

"Your sister is mad scary," one of the twins teased with a knowing smirk.

"Extremely," confirmed the other twin.

You frowned at this. Bonnie wasn't scary at all. Sure, she could be a little mean and firm sometimes, but she was overall a nice person to be around. Bonnie was always kind and loving towards you, even before she got into a huge argument with your parents and left in the middle of the summer holidays. You refused to believe someone could ever describe her as 'scary'.

"I haven't seen her yet," you confessed, ignoring the scary comment and instead trying to focus on finding her. You glanced over at the Slytherin table once again, searching for the dark haired girl that you were desperate to see. "She wasn't with me when we got on the train, and I haven't seen her for a couple weeks..."

"Rumour has it she was with Gregory Finch."

"He's just as scary."

"If not even more terrifying."

"That's enough, you two," demanded another red-head from behind. You blinked in surprise - how many red-heads occupied Gryffindor?

"Ignore Fred and George, they enjoy winding people up. My name is Percy, Percy Weasley. It's a pleasure to have you in Gryffindor, Miss Darling."

"It's... it's nice to be here."

You continued eating your dinner. The conversation continued without you participating; the subject changed and soon the twins were teasing somebody else, taking it in turns to speak and finish one another's sentences. You briefly wondered if they shared the same brain cells, or maybe they could communicate via telepathy.

Once dinner was finished, pudding replaced the empty dishes. You were in amazement at the variety. Victoria sponge cakes, lemon drizzle, spotted dick, sticky toffee pudding, scones with jam and clotted cream, jelly and icecream... there was so much to choose from and you couldn't help but stare with a watering mouth. You weren't the only one in awe at the choices; many first years found themselves unable to choose just one pudding, and they easily tried a bit of everything.

Eventually the feast came to an end. Professor Dumbledore said a few more words before dismissing the first years into the care of the houses prefects.

You quickly discovered that Percy was the Gryffindor prefect. You, alongside the other first years, followed him back through the castle. You came upon many stone stairs, which moved and rotated to different platforms; you watched with your mouth hung open and wondered what would happen if you were standing in the middle when it suddenly moved. Would you fall? Would the stairs not move at all?

"[Name] Darling."

You looked over at yet another red-head; trailing at his side was the same boy that Draco had been speaking with before the ceremony. You blinked at them both, waiting for them to speak what they wanted to.

"I'm Ron Weasley. Is it true your parents were undercover spies that helped to take down you-know-who?" Ron asked fast, his eyes lit up with curiosity.

"Uh... they weren't spies," you clarified. "They were prisoners that took down one of the elite groups under his command. They defeated and were the reason that his second-in-command was captured and sent to Azkaban."

This seemed to engage Ron even more. You looked over at his friend, who seemed to be listening just as much, though his confusion was pretty evident. You recognised him as Harry Potter; he was almost sorted in to Slytherin, but something changed the hat's mind last minute before placing him into Gryffindor.

"That's wicked," Ron exclaimed.

"Quiet, Ron!" Percy barked from the front of the group.

The group stopped at the top of some stairs, now standing in front of a painting of a Fat Lady. She sat surrounded by grapes and wine, her posture relaxed yet composed as she greeted Percy and the rest of the new years. Percy announced the password as 'Caput Draconis'. The Fat Lady's painting swung open, revealing a hole in the wall.

Percy climbed in first and the group quickly followed.

You were greeted with a magnificent sight of your common room. A gorgeous space with cosy chairs and a fire place, various tables all decorated in the gold and red colours of Gryffindor. There were two different staircases that led upwards to what you assumed would be the dorm rooms.

Percy explained a few more things, such as curfew and schedules for the students. He gave reminders to the returning Gryffindor students, who all seemed to wave and shrug him off, which irked him slightly. You wondered why they reacted like that towards him.

You followed a group of girls towards the staircase that would lead to your dormitory. At the top, you found yourself split off into more rooms; you entered one and came across your trunk waiting atop of the four-poster, single bed. You set yourself to start unpacking straight away, and the other girls seemed to have the same idea.

"This is exciting," spoke a girl to your right. She had bushy hair and two rather large front teeth; she reminded you somewhat of a squirrel, but he features were far from rodent like. You smiled kindly at her.

"I agree. I'm [Name]." You pulled out your pyjamas and started to take off your robe.

"I'm Hermione Granger. I've read lots about your parents, [Name], they're extremely talented in the wizarding community!" Hermione gushed as she also started to loosen her tie and change into her pyjamas.

You nodded. It seemed as though a lot of people were going to speak to you about the achievements your parents had made. You didn't mind—you loved to talk about your mum and dad, but you were hoping nobody would expect you to be just as perfect as they were during their younger years. Even now, as members of the upper-wizarding class community, they continued to make a difference in wizarding laws.

"What class are you looking forward to the most?" Hermione continued, taking note of your lack of response towards your parents. "I think I'm most excited for charms—or perhaps transfiguration! It's all so brilliant."

You hummed. Hermione appeared to be very thrilled about Hogwarts. Almost as if she had never experienced magic before in her entire life. "Are you muggle-born, by any chance?" You questioned with a raised brow; not that it would change anything between you both, but you were definitely curious.

"Yes," she replied.

"I thought so," you chuckled. "I guess I'm excited for potions," you declared thoughtfully, "potions and charms. Both are useful skills to have, I also believe it would be interesting to learn."

"What about herbology? Or the care for magical creatures? I also heard defence against the dark arts is something to look forward to in our third year."

Both yourself and Hermione look over at the girl across from you. Dark skinned and dark hair; she wore a kind smile that immediately makes you feel like you have made a new friend.

"Emily Twine," she introduced herself. "I hope we can be friends."

The rest of the night was spent exactly like that. The three of you chattering about the things you were excited for; you spoke of your dreams, what you wished would happen and what you hoped would happen. The excitement about your classes, what you would achieve from them.

Hermione didn't ask again about your parents, which you were grateful for. She seemed extremely bright for her age, picking up on social cues that most children your age wouldn't. For a muggle-born, it was surprising that she knew so much about the wizard community; she spoke in depth of things that you only knew briefly about. The First and Second wizarding war was only an example of things she knew deeply of.

Emily was extremely chatty. It was clear she enjoyed the sound of her own voice; she spoke a lot about her own family history, as if the Twine family had a more intricate lore compared to the Darlings and Potters. She spoke proudly of how her mother worked for the Ministry of Magic, and how her father worked directly under the Minister of Magic himself, Cornelius Fudge. In a way, her father was similar to a right-hand man.

As the night continued on, you found yourself tucked up in to your bed, curled under the covers and listening loosely to Hermione and Emily chat away. Hermione asked lots of questions about the Ministry of Magic, which Emily was gleeful to answer so long as the attention remained on her.

Turning their voices into white noise, you found yourself drifting into a much needed sleep.

#fan fiction #harry potter x reader #Harry Potter #Draco Malfoy #Draco x reader #Harry Potter and the philosopher’s stone #reader insert #female reader #slow burn #enemies to lovers #friends to lovers to friends again #situationship #fluff #angst #Harry Potter lore #fantasy

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embodyingchaos · 1 year

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૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა my masterlist of masterlists

last updated: 23rd january, 2024 newest: evermore — chapter four(george weasley x oc)

rules for requesting: ✮ disclaimer: i do romantic and platonic relationships, i do not do smut, i am okay with dark themes such as stalking, kidnapping, yandere, etc.

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raes-writing-space · 9 months

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Movie Masterlist:

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call-sign-jinx · 1 year

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My Masterlist

Top Gun + Top Gun: Maverick Masterlist

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I’m Here Honey

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Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia

Beau "Cyclone" Simpson

Javy "Coyote" Machado

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Tangerine

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Lemon

Ladybug

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Task Force 141 + Other COD characters

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Simon "Ghost" Riley

John "Soap" Mactavish

Konig

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

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seulelune · 1 year

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prompts & requests

this <3 means fav <3

harry potter

main characters i can write for — romance —

. severus snape <3

. remus lupin

. ron weasley

. neville longbottom

. seamus finnigan <3

. dean thomas

. fred & george weasley

. charlie weasley (golden trio age) <3

. cedric diggory

. luna lovegood <3

. hermione granger

. ginny weasley

. fluer delacour

. mary macdonald

. marlene mckinnon

side characters i write for — romance —

. justin finch-fletchley <3

. ernie macmillan <3

. anthony goldstein

. colin creevey

hogwarts mystery

. talbott winger <3

. andre egwu

. rowan khanna (mention gender) <3

. ben cooper <3

. charlie weasley (hogwarts day)

. barnaby lee

. penny haywood

empress ki

. seung-nyang

. hong-dan

. yeon-hwa

. taltal <3

. general baekan

aouad

. joon-yeong <3

. cheong-san

. wu-jin <3

. su-hyeok

. na-yeon

stranger things

. will byers <3

. steve harrington

. lucas sinclair

. mike wheeler

. johnathan byers

. robin buckley <3

. maxine mayfield <3

. nancy wheeler

. eleven

prompts — choose or comment your own —

. “can we later?”

. “i miss you”

. “i’m not jealous!”

. “you’re so adorable when you’re mad!”

. “are you jealous of me and (insert)?”

. “you could’ve gotten hurt!”

. “don’t you worry, my parents will love you!”

. “i’m don’t like them! i’m in love with you!”

. “why are you staring at me?”

(i ran out of ideas)

you can request lemons too!

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douxtenebrae · 6 months

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. ✧ . * . ⌜ ellie bamber, twenty-two years, cis woman, she/her / cassandra by florence+the machine + glares that could kill, screaming from inside, sleepless nightmares ⌟ hey, have you met GINEVRA MOLLY 'GINNY' WEASLEY yet? the PUREBLOOD is a FOURTH YEAR at hogwarts and are a GRYFFINDOR. makes sense given they tend to be a bit TIDINESS and OBSESSIVE. it seems the death of the boy who lived has placed them on the LIGHT side of the looming war. let’s just hope they make it out alive.

if 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 asked me at the 𝖾͟𝗇͟𝖽 ,

i'd tell them : put me 𝙗͟𝙖͟𝙘͟𝙠͟ in 𝗶𝘁 !

tw ; mature content !ᅟ

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁Nɑme meɑning. 𑁨

★ ─ ginevra comes from the original spelling gwenhwyfar, and translates to “fair one”, it also means “white fairy” or “white phantom”.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁ Lɑbels. 𑁨

★ ─ anti-hero, youngest weasley, nonchalant b!tch, storm at beach, midnight rain, broken angel, gryffinpoor.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁Wɑnd. 𑁨

★ ─ blackthorn wood, rougarou hair core, unyielding with 14¾".

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁Pɑtronus. 𑁨

★ ─ stag, after harry's death.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁Extrɑ. 𑁨

★ ─ pure blood , gryffindor's chaser , handsome , clever and broken.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁ Age. 𑁨

★ ─ early twenties — 22y/o.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Nicknɑmes.

★ ─ cherry bomb.

★ ─ ginny.

★ ─ gin.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Birth dɑte.

★ ─ 10 august | 08/10.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Hometown.

★ ─ devon, england.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Affiliɑtion.

★ ─ potter’s army.

★ ─ gryffindor house.

★ ─ charms club.

★ ─ dueling club. ★ ─ astronomy club. ★ ─ magizoology club. ★ ─ gryffindor quidditch team.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Aesthetic ɑnd Acɑdemiɑ.

★ ─ chaotic academia ; an academia movement that welcomes the disconnection between appearance and personality. is an aesthetic that involves haphazard routines, messy habits, unusual or banned literature, and studying with a passion.

★ ─ gothic academia ; is an academic aesthetic that incorporates gothic studies, literature, poetry, arts, architecture, music, the occult, and general gothic related topics. it is related to finding beauty within the darkest places.

★ ─ cherry bomb core ; a rebellious soul, an anarchist and activist fighting for the rights of all (mainly muggles), a wicked and sharp tongue, never submitting to anyone, loud and vibrant, wants everyone to understand what they fights for.

★ ─ bram stoker core ; dried blood on a white shirt, staring at the mirror until their features start to disappear, an old record playing on repeat, gothic churches, pining over poets, a scrapped knee, pomegranate seeds, cinnamon incense, a forgotten supper, hands stripped from over-washing, a tattered portrait of an unknown man.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Concepts.

★ ─ oxford shoes.

★ ─ messy hair (enemy of brushes).

★ ─ naturally red lips.

★ ─ no make-up, but always blushing.

★ ─ linen blouses with sleeves folded at the elbow.

★ ─ ties always undone.

★ ─ crumpled skirts and capes.

★ ─ cinnamon and coffee breath.

★ ─ smells of magnolias, lemon and rosemary.

★ ─ worn-out teaching materials.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ GOOD trɑits, gone BAD.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁tidiness. 𑁨

★ ─ can become an obsession.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁pride. 𑁨

★ ─ not accepting help from others.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁honesty. 𑁨

★ ─ coming off as rude and insensitive.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁loyalty. 𑁨

★ ─ can make one blind for character faults in others.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁selflessness. 𑁨

★ ─ not thinking about them self enough.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ ݁ caring. 𑁨

★ ─ being overprotective.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Fɑmily.

★ ─ arthur weasley, father.

★ ─ molly weasley (née prewett), mother.

★ ─ bill weasley, older bro.

★ ─ charlie weasley, older bro.

★ ─ percy weasley, middle bro.

★ ─ fred weasley, middle bro.

★ ─ george weasley, middle bro. ★ ─ ron weasley, young bro.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Triviɑ.

★ ─ since birth there had always been too many expectations on her shoulders, her family wishing her great things, as if they already knew everything she would be (everything she could be), while she barely recognised herself.

★ ─ she's an exquisite cook, capable of making many muggle desserts (having won a recipe book from her father and still carries it with her to this day.

★ ─ is the dancing queen at parties, known for her hip rolls and big falls from the top of tables.

★ ─ bipolar disorder, social anxiety, panic attacks, insomnia, ptsd, constant dissociation.

★ ─ she doesn't think she's enough.

★ ─ 'i can destroy myself but i won't let you do it to yourself' kind of person.

★ ─ hates being told she's her mother's favourite child, like wtf.

★ ─ telling white lies and making omissions.

★ ─ wants to live a romance that only exists in her own mind, but shies away from anyone who shows feelings.

★ ─ she's been terrified of cats since her first year at school, a terrible trauma since she loved felines.

★ ─ constantly blaming herself.

★ ─ need to be high all the time to silence the voices in her mind and ward off the visions with every blink of her eyes.

★ ─ distracting everyone so they don't see her break.

★ ─ 'you want a solution or support' kind of friend.

★ ─ completely single, but never available (loyalty to the dead crush).

★ ─ she always looks hungover and has purple rings adorning her big blue eyes.

★ ─ 'don't be a pain in the ass' kind of person in the mornings.

★ ─ listening to hozier, florence+the machine, nothing but thieves and sleep token at the last volume in the dormitory.

★ ─ *making tea aggressively*.

★ ─ accusing/reproving/adverting look.

★ ─ everything is a constant mess and so is she.

★ ─ she was a night owl, and a heavy sleeper.

★ ─ she is enneagram's type one.

★ ─ her mbti is intj. 𓈒 ۫ ﹙ Hogwɑrts Yeɑrs. ۪ 🌌 ⭒ 1st year. ㅤㅤ“ 𝘐 𝘥-𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩-𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵. ” ★ ─ she had met harry at king's cross and, god, the summer had become a torrent of sighs and frantic repetitions about it, driving her brothers mad until she bumped into him and became suddenly shy. beyond what is already known, this had been a year of dark and maddening events for ginevra, when she had been possessed by lord voldemort after accidentally being in possession of his diary, writing in its pages and being answered. ginny had been responsible for the opening of the chamber of secrets, attacks on muggleborns and madame nor-r-ra, events that haunted her in vivid dreams throughout the day, keeping her from sleeping and transfiguring her nights into sleepless twilights, she became withdrawn and fearful.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ 2nd year.

★ ─ even though she'd had an exquisite holiday in egypt, where she'd been able (tried and failed miserably) to forget the events of her inner year, the journey to hogwarts had been disastrous. separated from her siblings and friends when she'd boarded the express, she'd sought out ron's compartment when the train had stopped. her first contact with a dementor hadn't been as expected, and it had affected her all at once, making her sick with tremors and pallor. the year in question had been a mixture of sneaky and forbidden quidditch training, flying and practising on sleepless nights, many hours of study and small adventures with the few friends she had allowed herself to make that year. and, of course, harry still persisted with a perpetual crush on her foolish and passionate heart, making her even more clumsy, stumbling over her own words when he was around.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ 3rd year.

★ ─ the salty summer air had brought with it a stunning closeness with hermione, who had become a solid friendship for ginny (and her greatest confidant), but during the world cup, ginny had managed to sneak under the family's gaze to meet the same 'slytherin boy' she had been training in secret the year before, watching matches with him. however, in the face of the death eaters' attack, ginny had felt a bad omen, it had been like reliving everything for a second time, from a new perspective and the guilt was there, coating her, bathing her, fitting so perfectly that it seemed to be a much better skin than her own. with the arrival of the triwizard tournament, she couldn't help cheering on the fourth champion, harry. if merlin had mercy on teenage witches in love, he would have allowed her to go back in time and accept harry's invitation to be his companion at the ball, although she had no regrets about accepting neville's invitation (who had proved to be just as good a friend), the memories became hazy, stains of blood and regret coloured her memories after that event, when the world collapsed on her shoulders, when the boy she loved appeared dead before her eyes, when her heart shattered into pieces too small to be glued back together, when her scream seemed more deadly than that of a mandrake.

۪ 🌌 ⭒ 4th year.

★ ─ ginny is disappearing in front of everyone's eyes. as if it wasn't overwhelming enough to have to return to the place where her most painful, scabrous and terrifying memories were built, she felt that there was no room to be vulnerable, another war was looming on the horizon, a dark stain haunting her and her brothers needed her, her friends needed her and she still hated herself. ginny was her own enemy and, by merlin, she was even more atrocious than any death eater, showing no mercy to herself, overdoing it in training and practice, forcing herself to stay away from sobriety because that's when everything became too real, clinging to the foggy state of her own mind, when emotions were easily moulded into nothing and she didn't feel, she didn't even exist, hiding somewhere far away from touch. When she wasn't hiding somewhere studying, when she wasn't in her many classes, she was practising quidditch until her limbs throbbed or she was injured, until she had no strength left and was sent to the infirmary.

𓈒 ۫ ﹙ 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐈𝐋 𝐈 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝐇istory.

ㅤㅤ ㅤ 𝓡𝐄𝐃 𝓓𝐀𝐇𝐋𝐈𝐀.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ/𝗱əˈ𝗵𝗹ː𝗶ə/

ㅤㅤ𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳-𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺.

ginevra molly weasley had been born under the spotlight, the first weasley-born witch after generations of wizards, perhaps she should have known that being born at the height of a war, with her uncles prewett murdered by a direct command from dolohov, one of Voldemort's death eaters, meant a bad omen, that life would be marked by loss, sorrow and regret, that there would be longing, fear and punishment, that there would be no morning of glory, this was war and there was no fairness in it. but ginny was just a child chasing her older brothers around the burrow, on the outskirts of ottery st catchpole, hiding to watch them play quidditch only for her, at the age of six, to start breaking into their shed and grabbing some brooms to practise the sport, never to be caught at it. being the youngest in a family with six older siblings, she had been looking forward to attending hogwarts all her life. perhaps if she had known what she had learnt at the time, she would have stayed away, but even if she had regrets, she couldn't turn away from the happiness that had wrecked her own foolish heart at having met everyone she had met. had become known, even as a child, for her sharp tongue and mastery of a second language, sarcasm. even though there were too many expectations about her and who she was supposed to be, ginevra was vibrant, a rainbow of shades never seen before, with big, curious eyes, an absurd addiction to butterbeer and liquorice wands. and, although she came from a poor family, she always had everything she wanted, being easily pleased with little walks, worn-out books and stories told by her father or her older brother, bill.

#✦ . ginny weasley / heaven is now overrated !#fhqsintro #tw drugs #tw alchoholism #tw dead mention #tw mental disorders

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moonflower-rose · 1 year

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WIP Snip

Thanks for tagging me @thehoneybeet! This is too long, I got carried away as usual. I have so many WIPs but this one is a lot of fun and came about following a series of near-delerious messages between myself and @shiftylinguini who is the funniest person I know and who can always be counted on to egg me on. I won't say any more about the plot or title, but will leave you with this very girthy snippet and confirmation that, as usual, food is a main character.

All Harry wanted to do was roast a bloody chicken.

It was a bit embarrassing that he’d reached the ripe old age of thirty-two and still didn’t know how to cook much more than scrambled eggs. In fairness, anyone related to Molly Weasley struggled to cook themselves a single meal, such was the ferocity of her culinary-based love. Even though everybody had long since moved out (again, to be fair, there was almost always somebody moving back in for a little while for one reason or another), she still cooked as if she had seven children, a husband, various significant others, an underground resistance cell, an attic ghoul, and one adopted son to feed.

She had in fact perfected a series of spells which would deliver Muggle Tupperware containers of freshly baked lasagne or tender roast beef or scotch eggs or parmesan flipping shortbread, right onto the kitchen worktops of said children, partners, political dissidents (not that there were many of those left) and adopted sons, regardless of global location or security wards.

You never had to ask to be fed by Molly Weasley. In fact, you could politely decline, you could protest, you could even have a screaming row about it (Harry could still remember the Howler where Ginny furiously told Molly she had to stop sending her various forms of potatoes when she was on a high protein, low carb diet for the Harpies), and the food simply would pop into existence on your sink or kitchen table as usual. Shacklebolt had initially sent several firm owls about it, but these days just seemed to have accepted it as a fact of life.

“I think she turns the Tupperware into a sort of Portkey,” Hermione had mused once, forking chunks of lemon and blueberry butter cake from a bowl that was a lurid, safety-vest-orange and had a pleated plastic lid. “And have you noticed that if you haven’t returned them they disappear on their own within seven days?”

“She’s a genius,” George had said. There were sliced bananas in custard in his olive green box. “Imagine how this could disrupt the take away food industry.”

“We’re not getting into takeaways,” Ron had warned his brother. “We’ve got enough to do with Wheezes as it is.”

Nobody really minded the food, not really, even Ginny, once she’d managed to convince her mother to send grilled chicken and steamed broccolini in a lemon vinaigrette instead of cream cakes and scalloped potatoes. Minister Shacklebolt’s wife was maybe still a hold out. But unlike Harry, most of them had learned to cook alongside Molly, and not just benefit from the output.

Ron had told him once that he would always cook breakfast and dinner for Hermione and the kids, and Molly’s food was strictly to bring to work for lunch (“Or second breakfast,” Harry’d teased, and Ron’d rolled his eyes and replied, “Yes, yes, second breakfast, dickhead.”). Percy made an incredibly delicate profiterole. Bill was amazing with a roast. Charlie had once made Harry poached eggs so delicious that Harry had almost changed his mind about soft-cooked egg yolks. Almost.

Ginny was about the only one who was as unskilled as Harry, if you didn’t count the ghoul. But Ginny was actually very good at sandwiches (when she was allowed to eat bread) and even she could roast a decent chicken should the need arise.

Being embarrassingly rich meant that Harry could do things that were probably not the norm for most people, like getting take away for breakfast every morning, or going out to dinner at lovely restaurants most nights of the week. Having loads of money felt a bit weird; reassuring, yes, but weird too because he hadn’t earned any of it personally. After the war, when Harry was getting all his shit together (like double checking that he really did own Grimmauld and there were no challenges to Sirius’s will floating around, and working out exactly what was in his vault, and having Fleur take a close look at his grandfather's investments which were still bringing in money decades later) he’d sat down with Hermione and Ron and all of his bank statements, and realised that he was absolutely sickeningly rich.

“You should get Nimbus to make you a solid gold broom,” Ron said immediately, and then reeled off a list of other ridiculous indulgences with frightening speed.

“Merlin, Ron, he’s not Prince Harry rich, he’s just very wealthy. And how would a solid gold broom work, anyway? It would be impossible to fly!”

“Feather-light charms, Hermione, use your imagination!”

Needless to say, present-day Ron was not in charge of the joint Granger-Weasley finances, and Harry had not got a solid gold anything (although the temptation to do something equally ridiculous was certainly in him if his eleven-year-old attempt at a gold cauldron was any indication).

He did indulge in nice things pretty regularly though, like mattresses that felt like sleeping on clouds, and expensive linen sheets that got softer every time you washed them, and nice trainers that didn’t hurt his feet or look untidy, and very good underpants that he wouldn’t be ashamed to be seen in. He had an extremely fancy coffee machine and he’d even learned how to use it like a pro, and there was a standing offer for any and all of his friends to pop into his kitchen to use it whenever they felt like it. And yes, going out to breakfast. He may know how to scramble an egg in an emergency, but he much rather fancied a latte from Bertha (the coffee machine) standing in his kitchen in his posh pants in the early hours of the morning while he woke up, then a bit of yoga in the sitting room, and a casual walk to one of the local cafes for a proper pot of tea and something hot and filling that hadn’t been burned a bit or gone rubbery, or that needed a lot of salt and maybe some brown sauce to make edible.

Lunch, of course, was almost always a Molly Weasley Tupperware Creation, and he had no complaints about it. And dinner, well, he had lots of friends (a fact he felt very lucky for) and he made it a habit to coax at least one of them out to a meal nearly every night (his shout), and if nobody was free he would take himself out anyway and have a nice pub meal at the counter, chatting to the barkeep. Or an Italian at the tiny little shop up the road, or a Chinese at the other little shop up the road, or an Indian at…well. You can imagine.

Anyway, Harry couldn’t really cook, was the thing, and recently he’d become a bit obsessed with hosting his family for a Sunday night roast chicken dinner.

“I don’t get why you’re so fixated on this, mate.” Ron and Hermione had both been persuaded out for a meal, and they were trying a new pub which was going extremely well, if the cheesy garlic cob loaf and crunchy hot chips were anything to go by.

Hermione’d taken a sensible portion, considering they had mains coming and all three of them were partial to a dessert. Harry and Ron were stabbing forks into the giant chip bowl like it was a competition for who could eat the most before doing themselves an injury. Harry had already had two minor incidents, one for trying to swallow a chip before it was properly chewed, and the sharp, crispy ends had scraped down his gullet like potato-flavoured rocks. The other was essentially the same issue, except he’d choked down a piping hot chip as soon as the bowl had appeared steaming on their table and had felt the burning discomfort all the way down his pipe to his stomach. Hermione had muttered something about it surely being unnecessary to need a healing potion after every single meal, but she also didn’t stop them so she mustn't have been too worried.

“Ron, you don’t understand what it’s like. It feels like I’ve missed a crucial step to adulthood. I can’t keep feeding Ted half-burnt English muffins with Marmite on, and inconsistent scramble. I can’t even get bacon right—you can cook a full English to perfection!”

Ron looked a little bit smug. “I don’t want to brag, but I did a beef wellington the other night and made the pastry from scratch and everything. And my berry crumble, ‘Mione, tell him about that.”

She leaned forward, uncharacteristically earnest about food. “It was like sex in my mouth Harry, I’m not exaggerating.”

Harry grimaced. “Oh, god, don’t say things like ‘sex in your mouth’.”

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