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butterbeerblurbs · 3 years
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hiiii congratulations for the 88 and I hope more people could see your works because they are ABSOLUTELY AMAZINGGG AND YOU ARE DEFINITELY INCREDIBLE !! can u plsss plss plsss add me to your taglist? aaanddd can i request: “You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?” & “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” where shy! reader is cuddling for the first time with fred? reallyyy thank youu so muchh luvvv ❤️
omggg hello lovely! thank you so much for your kind message :”) i appreciate it so much!!! and i love this request, fluff + fred = a recipe for self-destruction!!! thank you for requesting and thank you for following me on this journey 🥺
ah! i shall combine this request with this request from @oneofthemillionarmy"half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything" + "you're hiding under the blanket because you're blushing?"
i hope you guys like this! :D
88 dandelions celebration 🌼 // dandelions: 88 tag “you’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?” + “no, like... it’s just, i can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.” + “half the time i get too embarrassed to say anything.” // fred weasley x shy!reader 🌸
dating one of the biggest pranksters in hogwarts should already form the tell-tales of how your relationship with him would pan out... oftentimes, you ending up as a cherry tomato at his bluntness and honest nature. fred rarely beats around the bush - if anything, he’d burn all the bushes down. he saw no use of it. you? you would gladly hide in it and hope he didn’t notice you were in it. people found it amusing, too. interesting, for a lack of better word that such polar opposites got together and found love in between.
to fred?
it was everything. he found himself... being himself. witty and playful but, tranquil. able to collect his thoughts and still embrace his true nature when he was with you, thought of you. you truly brought out the best of him and him? you. quite literally when he thinks you look adorably illegal for this planet at how you’re drowning in his clothes, yet you make no effort to get out of it. 
it still boggles your mind how you ended up like this. bundled up in fred’s sheets, feeling his warmth on you as you’re in his clothing, watching as he gets dressed to sleep and soon join you in bed. this... felt like a dream you were living. a dream that became a reality.
fred turns around and you gasp quietly, quickly looking away as if you hadn’t been staring. he smirks, feeling rather cheeky and well, he adores how he’s able to make you blush even without trying. he slowly walks towards you and he sees how you shift away, even though you’re more than aware that he’d be sleeping right next to you.
“c’mon, love, share with the class why you’re staring at me,” he coos, hands on his waist as he looks down on you. your mouth opens to retort with a snarky remark but you find you can’t say anything with the way he’s staring you down. your lips quiver and you muffle your yell by sliding down the bed, whining because you’ve bumped your head on the way down but you’ve successfully hidden yourself underneath the blanket.
fred’s laugh makes you flinch, but soon you relax when you feel the bed dipping and his hands come up to your sides, trying to peel the blanket.
“hey, give me my girlfriend back, please,” he chuckles, even more when you refuse to let him reveal yourself shying away from him. you’re not talking to him, either, just making sounds. “not gonna talk to me too, darling? you’re being awfully mean,” he tuts, hands deciding to settle on your waist as he draws small circles to hopefully coax you to-”there she is,” he grins at the sight of your eyes peeking at him from the bundled blanket around you.
“you make me nervous, weasley... h-half the time i get too embarrassed to say anything,” you mumble uncertainly and fred catches all the words. “i make you nervous? you’re making me nervous,” he retorts, earning an eye roll from you. for a split second, he thinks you’ll come out of there but he just had to-“no, like... really. i just-i can’t believe you’re wearing my clothes, in my bed. reckon i’ll be the first man to die of too much shock and happiness-”he can’t even finish his sentence and you’ve gone back into hiding again.
“come back! stop hiding!” he decides it’s time to pry away the blanket and he has heart eyes when he sees you’re a blushing mess. your hands cover your face and his laugh rings the room, soon drumming against your eardrums delightfully - so delightful it’s making your heart race that you’re able to hear him up-close.
“aw, you’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing? so adorable, you are,” he sing-songs, moving to hover over you as he places his hands by the sides of your head. you’re unable to move away even if you wanted to. it’s as if he’s caging you in the bed and-and... “freddie...” you breathed out shakily when he gently plucks your hands from your face and brings his own to hover above yours. you feel your heart stopping at the proximity, yet... it slowly calms you down when he doesn’t say anything this time, allowing you to adjust yourself at the current position the both of you were in.
“you... make me so happy, y/n, and i mean that, i really do,” you smile a little at his words, your hands now moving from his grip to gingerly crawl around his neck and they stay there despite how nervous you feel. his smile grows wider as he carefully puts his arms around you, leaning down to press your foreheads together, “and i know you’re not used to this amount of... boldness but it’s only a matter of time before you do,” he wiggles his brows and you sigh, shaking your head, “even if i hide away from you?”
“as long as you let me find you,” he promises.
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daedreamss · 3 years
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you know what I wanna learn? I wanna learn how to draw properly so I could draw fred weasley with me so I could feed my imaginations with fictional characters further 🥴🥴
ah i love myself 🥰🥰
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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having angry sex with fred and you moan someone else’s name to get him mad so he fucks u harder
got it || f.w ✧˖*°࿐
summary: you purposely moan someone else’s name during sex, pissing off fred.
warnings: fem!reader, dom!fred, rough sex, heavy degrading
word count: 716
your legs were draped over fred’s shoulders as he snapped his hips roughly into yours, his cock rubbing aggressively against your walls as you clenched tightly around him.
“s’this what you wanted? huh, slut? to be fucked like the little toy you are?” he spat, pressing his body down on yours as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
you deliberately flirted with draco malfoy during study hall to get under fred’s skin, knowing how much he despised the slytherin boy.
you didn’t really have a reason, just that you knew fred fucked you rough when you made him mad.
“m’not a-a slut” you mumbled, head falling to the side to avoid eye contact but fred was quick to yank you back, fingers digging into your chin as you whined in annoyance.
“yes you are, just a stupid slut for me to play with.”
your lips pursed into a thin line as he smirked down at you, his fingers finally dropping from your chin to come down and grip your hips.
“stupid slut,” he mumbled, his jaw clenching as he suddenly pulled out and flipped you around, gripping your waist to pull you back so he could fuck you from behind.
“f-fuck” you moaned as he thrusted himself back into you, your head falling forward but not for long as fred yanked you back up.
his fingers curled around your hair and forced it into a ponytail, bringing your head up and arching your back.
“you like that?” he asked, laughing at your fucked state as he could practically sense your eyes rolling, “f’course you do, moan my name slut.”
his balls slapped against the curve of your ass as his grip around your hair tightened, your scalp burning and eyes watering as he fucked you silly.
‘fucking dick, i’ll moan a name alright’
“d-draco fuck” you moaned loudly, the smirk on your face quickly dropping as fred shoved you fully into the mattress and pressed his body down on yours.
his weight overwhelmed your small figure as he then started to pound into you, his ears practically fuming with smoke and his jaw clenched so hard you could see red.
“you stupid fucking whore, moaning his name like that when you know who you belong to” he spat, smushing the side of your face into the bed as he roughly gripped your hair.
“f-fuck f-freddie” you whimpered, his cock practically destroying your insides as tears pricked the corners of your eyes.
“that’s right, moan my name” he seethed, spitting the words through his teeth as you sobbed from under him, “let everyone know who’s making you feel good.”
“c-cumming, i’m a-about to cum” you warned, legs shaking and body jolting as fred laid a blow to your ass.
before you could process anything, you felt yourself break around fred’s cock as your body went limp from under him—your walls squeezing tightly around him as you released around his length.
“fuck” fred mumbled, sending one last thrust into your sensitive hole before spilling his seeds inside of you, his warm load filling you up as your eyes fell shut from the feeling.
you felt fred slowly pull out as you whined from the feeling, a mix of yours and his cum dripping out of your cunt and down your thighs.
fred carefully rolled you over so your back rested on the mattress, your chest heaving up and down as a small smile came to your face.
“i didn’t break you, did i?” he asked, concern laced behind his joking manner as you shook your head, your hands coming up to pull him into a kiss.
“only a little” you teased, fred chucking against your lips before pulling away.
“m’gonna clean you up now.”
he left your side to throw on a clean pair of boxers, then grabbing a fresh towel before making his way to the bathroom.
“oh, and y/n?” he suddenly said, turning around fully as you hummed in response. you sat yourself up the best you could as your legs trembled slightly, your hair a mess and makeup stained into your cheeks.
“don’t ever moan his or anyone’s name but mine, again. got it?”
a small smile tugged on your lips as you nodded your head, fred’s intimidating figure practically looming over yours despite being half way across the room.
“got it.”
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randomoutsiders · 3 years
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Congrats on 6K babes! you deserve it, your work is amazing!
🍄- Something with Remus, you decide what <3
thank you MUCH @evergreenghost
"Don't touch that one, bunny." Remus hums, grabbing your wrist with a low hiss.
"Sorry." Comes your quick apology, the subtle swell of your cheekbones swarming with heat as the lycanthrope hums in a node of forgiveness while he slips a plump green grape past your lips and onto your tongue.
The sun is peeking its lethargic head around the thick, billowing clouds that hang heavy in the sky. You're to be found under the cool shade underneath the large branches of an old oak tree, your bodies splayed over the fading checkered blanket your boyfriend managed to find at the bottom of his trunk.
You've both managed to smuggle some various fruits from the kitchens, and thus here you are, tucked in between his thighs, his shirt long discarded as you two chat about the various amenities that come along the journey of life.
But as of right now, you're dragging a tentative forefinger over the various scars that litter his abdomen, the afflicted flesh a subtle rose in contrast to the planes of his abdomen.
"Am I hurting you?" You inquire for the third time today, eyes flitting upward to find the warm chocolate of his irises as he shakes his head with a soft smile.
"No, but be gentle, please. Here, have some more t'eat."
"No." You argue, slipping out from your spot in between his thighs and sitting back on your calves. "Don't wanna."
"I didn't ask if you wanted to, my love." Remus is resting most of his weight on his forearms as he leans back, and he's raising a brow as if testing your disobedience.
After a few seconds, your lips naturally part, your tongue lolling out as the tips of. your ears flush with heat.
"Good girl, hm?" He teases, gentle slipping a quarter-sliced strawberry onto your tongue.
Your lips stretch into a giddy grin as you chew on the fruit, and you're scrambling forward, curling your arms around his neck and forcing his back to collide with the ground.
"Hi." He laughs as you swallow.
"Hi."
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cursestothemoon · 3 years
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🗼 with Fred and George. That’s it. That’s the blurb.
Hello lovely could I request a weasley twins x reader poly relationship if you’re comfortable with it.
I combined these two requests :)
Two to Tame the Brat
F.W. X FEM!READER X G.W.
POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIP
NO INCEST
17+ IF YOU ARE TAGGED AND DON’T WANT TO BE TAGGED IN SMUT PLEASE LET ME KNOW
Warnings: NSFW, oral (male and female receiving), fingering, dom!George, dom!Fred, sub!reader, spanking, brat taming kinda, biting, slapping, degradation and praise, UNEDITED (i need to stick to my brand ya know✋🏻)
You felt your cheeks grow red at the intense stares of the two boys before you. Of all the things that could’ve happened in your seventh year at Hogwarts, standing naked in front of your two boyfriends while they discussed how to properly tame the brat out of you was not one of them. You had started off dating Fred, a couple months after your one year anniversary he had come to you with the idea of bringing in someone else to the relationship, George. The transition from just Fred to both Fred and George was smooth, until the latter found out about just how much Fred let you get away with. 
“Are we gonna do anything or not?” You whined.
Usually Fred would give in if you whined enough, he had little patience and a lot of horniness so you got away with being a brat often- he’d always give in to you eventually. 
A harsh smack landed on your cheek making you gasp.
“You speak when you’re spoken to.”
George was a different story...
After seeing how much of a brat you were with Fred, he knew a taming was necessary. George wasn’t one to take your games, and he had convinced Fred that you needed to have some rules set and punishments received. To your annoyance, Fred was completely on board with the idea and he insisted George show him how to be tougher on you.
You glared at George, but you couldn’t deny the way his stern dominance had your cunt aching. 
Fred smirked from his seat on the edge of his four poster bed. Both of them were still clothed- George insisted you shed your clothes first- but you were itching to get them undressed. 
George turned to his brother, “Now you can’t just let her get away with that behavior. Kitten needs learn what her mouth is good for.”
The twins seemed to be able to communicate without the use of words, this scenario was no different. Fred’s smirk grew as he looked over you with lustful eyes. 
“Over here, love, and on your knees.”
You thought of disobeying him for a moment and George seemed to read your mind, “I believe Freddie told you to do something...”
“M’going.”
George gave your ass a quick smack as you made your way over to Fred, getting on your knees once you reached him. You looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. 
“You little brat, what are we supposed to do everything for you?” George scolded, coming up behind you and pulling your head back with a firm grip on your hair. 
George continued his teasing as you felt Fred part to run a few fingers up and down the lines of your strained throat, “Open your mouth for Freddie.”
You did as you were told, eager to feel the weight of Fred’s thick cock on your tongue. Instead, you felt the firm grip of Fred’s hand on your jaw pulling you forward so he could spit into your open mouth. 
Desperate for any part of either of them, you were happy to slow his spit- the taste entirely unique to Fred made you sigh in content. 
“Get on with it, kitten.” George said, hand moving to pet the top of your head lovingly. 
You worked fast to unbuckle Fred’s belt and unzip his trousers, pulling out his semi hard cock you could feel your mouth watering at the sight. Without pause, you took his tip into your mouth, sucking harshly as you tongue swirled around him to the best of your ability. Your hand wrapped around his shaft, slowly moving along its length making him let out a shaky breath before tipping his head back. 
Fred put a hand on the back of your head, gently pushing you further down his prick. Your eyes watered as you felt him poking at the back of your throat, focusing on breathing through your nose, you adjusted before starting to bob your head with hollowed cheeks. Fred’s hand on the back of your head sped up your pace making you gag around him.
The sound of George’s belt hitting the floor made your thighs clench, you hoped to relieve some of the pressure building up in your core. 
“Do that again and you’ll get punished.” George warned, his footsteps getting closer and closer. 
Suddenly, Fred pulled you off of himself and stood up, his cock now painfully hard and leaking precum as he started undressing himself. You were pulled to your feet by George who started placing kissing along your collarbone and shoulder. 
“See, wasn’t so hard to be a good girl.”
You nodded, “Wanna be your good girl.”
George chuckled, running his thumb across your bottom lip before trailing it down to your chin, “On the bed.”
Doing as you were told, you got on the bed with your knees apart and ready for whatever George wanted to do. He walked over to your pussy on full display and pushed you further up on the bed to make room for himself in between your legs. 
“Good girls get rewards.” George smirked up at you from in between your legs before he dipped his head down and started to lick broad stripes up from your entrance to your clit- agonizingly slow. 
He lifted his head briefly to speak, “You cum when you are allowed.”
At that, he dove back into your aching cunt with no respite. He was vigorously lapping at your cunt and giving a few harsh sucks at your clit sporadically, making you cry out each time. 
Fred situated himself next to you with his mouth attached to your tit, biting and sucking on your pert nipples adding more pleasure coursing through your body. 
“Such a good girl, f’me.” Fred muttered, kissing any skin he could reach. 
Your eyes rolled back and fluttered closed at the mix of sensations. Needing to ground yourself and give yourself something to do, you reached for Fred’s cock and started pumping his shaft. Fred let out a growl like sound at the feeling of your hand on his sensitive dick before attaching his lips back to your pebbled nipple. 
In all honesty, as Fred harshly tugged your nipple between his teeth and George’s tongue circled around your clit while two of his fingers pumped in and out of you with languid thrusts you were close to orgasm and George’s rule of cumming only when allowed seemed to slip your mind.
George was quick to pull away from you as you came, an open palm smack coming down onto your swollen clit making you let out a choked sob as your orgasm was ruined just as it hit you. 
Fred gave your breast a rough bite, leaving a mark on the sensitive skin before pulling away. 
“Tried to do something nice for our kitten, and she couldn’t fucking listen.” George sneered. 
“On your fucking hands and knees, slag just wants be used, just wants to be punished.” Fred joined his brother, both of their harsh words making your cunt ache with need as you got into the position Fred wanted. 
George gave a sarcastic laugh, “Slag’s practically dripping, look at the Freddie. She needs her punishments, loves ‘em.”
“Good,” Fred grunted as he seated himself by your raised ass, hand gently running across the round globes. “Because she’s about to get spankings for making me look like a liar, I said you were a good girl and you made me out to be a bloody liar.”
A loud smack sounded in the room, your body jolting forward with the sheer force of Fred’s first spank. George moved to lay in front of you, legs spread and elbows holding himself up as you took his cock into your mouth. With each spank you took George’s prick further into your mouth, loud gags sounding from your throat. 
After about fifteen lashes you felt Fred stand up from the mattress, hand running across the red skin before he trailed his fingers over to your sopping cunt. He ran his fingers up your slit, collecting your juices and using the slick from your pussy to lubricate his cock. 
Fred gave himself a couple of tugs before lining himself up at your entrance, pushing his tip in slowly before thrusting into your aching pussy roughly. The hard thrusts made you moan around George, sending vibrations up his shaft and making him groan. 
You could feel your orgasm begging to be allowed to wash over you, and you knew better than to make your past mistake again. Deep throating George’s cock and swallowing around him had his warm load coating the back of your throat and your tongue. Swallowing his cum and sucking him off through his orgasm, you waited until he pulled you off of his prick to start begging.
“Wanna cum, plea-please, wanna cum.” You cried, forehead falling onto George’s balmy thigh. 
The boys spoke at the same time, “Cum.”
Your walls clenched around Fred’s cock as you came, pulling his release from him. He continued with slow, deep, thrusts to ride out both of your highs for as long as possible. 
Eventually, Fred pulled out of your cunt making your collapse onto George who was more than happy to pull you into his chest and place a gentle kiss to the crown of your head. Fred went to retrieve a warm wash cloth to clean you up, he came back and carefully wiped up the mess around your thighs and center. After getting cleaned up, George shuffled around to get you tucked into Fred’s bed before getting comfortable himself. Fred joined you two in the bed, sandwiching you in between him and his brother. 
The room was silent until you heard a loud smack then a fake gag.
“I was holding your hand this entire time?” 
“I thought that was Y/n!”
“Maybe if you quit hogging our girlfriend...”
“Don’t make me kick you out of my bed.”
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onlyfreds · 3 years
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He's a Simp | F.W.
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Title: He's a Simp
Requested: Yes/No
Summary: Fred is a simp when it comes to Hogwart's most popular girl: Y/N L/N
A/N: This is absolutely the first time that I wrote the whole fic through Fred's POV.
(Fred’s POV)
“Finally!” George said as he hopped off the couch, stretching a bit, “What took you forever? I’m starving.”
I rolled my eyes at him, flipping him off, “Don’t be overdramatic. I only took five minutes.”
George scoffed, “Whatever, let’s go. I’m hungry.”
The two of us then headed down to the Great Hall then we sat down next to Ginny.
“What took you two so long?” She asked as she took a bite out of her toast.
“Oh nothing.” George said, filling his cup with pumpkin juice, “Fred just wanted to make sure that he looked good for his favorite girl.”
I felt my cheeks heat, “I did not!”
“Yes, you did!”
“I did not!”
“Yes, you did!”
“I did not!”
“Can we at least eat breakfast first before you two argue?” Ron said impatiently, cutting off the argument.
“Who’s Fred’s favorite girl anyway?” Harry asked.
Hermione looked at him, “You seriously don’t know?”
Harry shook his head.
“His favorite girl is none other than Y/N L/N.” George said, teasingly nudging my shoulder.
Harry still looked confused, “Who?”
“Miss Popular!” Ron said through a mouthful of food.
“She’s the most intelligent.” Hermione said.
“The kindest, the sweetest, the prettiest, the hottest, the sexiest and the most amazing person in school.” I said, smiling dreamily.
“Aaw.” Ginny cooed, “Look at that, Freddie’s in love.”
George chuckled, “In love? He’s whipped for her. He’s basically a simp!”
“And, here she comes now.” Hermione said with a small smile.
As if on cue, Y/N came in with Angelina and Alicia.
At that moment, the world seemed to fall into slow motion, the way her eyes seemed to almost disappear behind her smile. Her laugh was a tune that came straight from heaven.
I wondered what it would be like if I made her laugh, if I was the cause of her laughter.
I wondered, as I always did, what it would be like to hold her, hug her, kiss her, love her so freely and openly to show the whole world how lucky I am to have her in my life. To call her mine.
I felt Ginny gently tap my chin, “Fred, you’re obviously gaping at her and you’re literally drooling.”
I could feel the blush rising up to my cheeks as I wiped the spit off my chin.
“Seriously Freddie.” Ginny said, smacking Ron’s hand away as he tried to reach for her toast, “Why don’t you ask her out? She’s really nice.”
George snorted, almost spewing his pumpkin juice on Harry, “Ginny, before Fred could utter a single syllable in front of Y/N he would’ve already melted just by looking at her.”
“Yeah.” Hermione said with a small giggle, “Fred would do absolutely anything Y/N would tell him.”
Harry laughed, “That’s how much he’s whipped for her.”
“Mate, he’s practically wrapped around her finger.” Ron said.
Harry leaned forward, “You better get a move on mate. Before someone else beats you to it.”
--
George and I were walking back from the library, having finished researching for one of my products when I heard someone calling me.
“Hey Fred! Wait up!”
I turned and my heart skipped a beat when I saw that Y/N was the source of the voice.
“H-hi, what’s u-up?” I asked, praying that the blush could only be mistaken for the heat.
She gave a small smile, handing me a book, “Here, you left this in the library.”
I took the book from her, “T-thanks.”
She nodded, “I’ll see you around.” Then she headed back inside the library.
George nudged my shoulder teasingly, “Aaw, somebody’s a simp.”
I flipped him off, “Who wouldn’t be? Just look at her.”
He tried to reach for the book Y/N handed me, but I swatted his hand away, holding the book close to my chest.
George scoffed, “You really are obsessed.”
--
News about the Yule Ball traveled around Hogwarts spread like wildfire. Now guys were asking their dream girls left and right.
Ron was planning on asking Hermione, Harry was too late for Ginny and George had already asked Angelina.
My only problem: How was I supposed to ask Y/N L/N?
I was walking back from the owlery when I overheard a conversation from a bunch of guys I didn’t know.
“Mate, do you already have a date for the ball?”
“No, I was actually planning on asking Y/N.”
“You’d be one lucky guy to date her.”
“She’s literally the girl of my dreams.”
“Come on, whoever gets to marry her. I would be so jealous of.”
My hands immediately clenched to fists at my side as I walked away from the group.
My thoughts were so clouded that I accidentally bumped into someone.
“Oh, sorry.” We both said at the same time.
I looked up and my eyes met the y/e/c ones of Y/N.
“Sorry.” I apologized sheepishly, “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
She gave a reassuring smile, “It’s fine. I was just heading to the owlery.”
I nodded, “Yeah, I had just gone there.”
Y/N was already halfway up the stairs when an impulsive and possibly rash decision made me call after her, “Hey Y/N!”
She turned around, “Yeah?”
“Will you go to the ball with me?” I asked, immediately regretting my decision and started to brace myself for rejection.
But she just smiled, “I would love to.”
My eyes widened, thinking I’ve misheard her, “Come again?”
She giggled, the sound similar to angels singing, “I said that I would love to go to the ball with you.”
I grinned, “Thanks. I’ll pick you up at eight?”
She nodded, her beaming smile never seemed to leave her lips, “Sounds brilliant.”
I walked back to the common room with a spring in my step, not believing my luck that out of all the people in this school, I was Y/N’s date to the ball.
“Someone’s in a good mood today.” George said.
I grinned, “How couldn’t I be Georgie? The sun’s shining. It’s a beautiful day.”
“Come on.” Ginny said, suddenly interested in the conversation, “We know there’s something going on. So just spill it.”
I smiled, leaning back on the couch, “I asked Y/N to the ball.”
“And?” Ginny and George said in unison.
“She said yes.”
“Yes!” Both of them said, doing a little celebration dance along with the chant, “She said yes! She said yes! She said yes!”
It was honestly the best day of my life.
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Christmas couldn’t come any faster.
Next thing I knew, I was already standing at the end of the staircase by the Great Hall.
I fiddled nervously with the end of the jacket the dress robes came with, hoping that Y/N didn’t back out last minute.
I then heard soft footsteps growing louder and louder with each passing moment.
“She’s beautiful.” I heard Angelina say next to causing me to turn around.
My jaw literally dropped when I saw her. She looked like a goddess dressed in a y/f/c gown that fell a bit past her knees with her hair tied up in a half-up half-down look. Giving a shy smile when she saw me staring at her.
“You look absolutely gorgeous.” I said, when she arrived at the bottom of the stairs.
Her cheeks were suddenly painted with a tint of rose pink, “You look quite dashing as well.”
I offered my arm to her, “Ready to party?”
She giggled, taking it, “Absolutely.”
Everyone was looking at us when we entered, I saw George give me a thumbs-up from afar.
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We were taking a small break after dancing the night away. Having a drink in a secluded part of the hall.
“What are you doing on the arm of a Weasley, L/N?” An, obviously, drunk Adrian Pucey calls out.
Y/N’s brows furrowed as she answered, “Why? What do you care?”
Pucey gave a drunken laugh, “Shouldn’t you be on the arm of someone better? Like me?”
I was ready to go and teach the guy a lesson on manners when Y/N placed a hand on my arm, “Are you trying to make me laugh Adrian? Whoever told you that you were better than Fred Weasley is talking dragon dung. And I would rather skip the ball than not be on Fred’s arm. So, if you excuse us, we have to go.” She said, dragging me back into the Great Hall.
“I’m so sorry about that.” She apologized, “Pucey could be such a prick at times.”
I paid no attention to her apology, “Do you really mean it?”
She gave me a confused look, “Mean what?”
“What you said. That you would rather skip the ball than be someone else’s date?”
She blushed, “Yeah.”
I couldn’t believe what I heard; has she been waiting for me to ask her this whole time?
“I’ve actually fancied for such a long time.” She admitted, fiddling with a stray strand of her hair.
Have I actually died and this is already heaven?
Y/N was stunned at her sudden confession and started to ramble, “Oh Godric, I’m sorry. I just made things so awkward. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I mean, of course you won’t feel the same. Why would you? I could be so annoying at times and I’m not even that pretty. Besides, I’m sure there are other girls that are way in your league-“
She wouldn’t let me speak, so I did the only thing I knew to shut her up: I crashed my lips onto hers.
I rested my hands on her waist as she rested hers on my shoulder.
Once our lungs started to demand for air we pulled away.
“Will you let me talk now?” I asked.
Y/N looked up at me, cheeks painted red, “Yeah. Sure.”
“I love you too.” I confessed, “You did not make things awkward, you made it feel like I was in heaven. You are the prettiest, the hottest, the sexiest girl I have ever laid eyes on. My whole family teases me for being such a simp for you. I am so whipped that I would gladly do anything you ask me to do. So, now all those have been sorted out, will you give me the honor of being your boyfriend?”
She giggled, pressing our lips together in a brief kiss, “That’s the best thing I would ever be: Fred Weasley’s girlfriend.”
There was no denying that Fred Weasley is a simp for Y/N L/N.
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stay.
Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader
Summary : "Tell me to stay and I will be here for as long as you’ll have me." ~ you've known Draco for a long time and you've recently been dumped.
Warnings : unedited.
Word Count : 514
A/N : this is for @fives-cup-of-coffee writing challenge :3 i love writing challenges so this was fun and congrats on 1k !!!
the masterlist.
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"How could he do this to me?" You complain, pacing your room tirelessly. "First, Theo and now Fred. How come I'm not good enough for anybody?"
"Don't say that," Draco cuts in instantly.
"It's true, why else would they break up with me? Am I not a good girlfriend? I tried so hard," your voice cracks as you flop onto your bed. He moves his legs over so you don't hit him. "I try so hard."
"I warned you about Fred, bloody Gryffindors," he mutters, crossing his arms as he watches your act.
"Why do you have to say that?" You shout accusingly, sitting up feeling tears form in your eyes, you desperately try to push them down.
"Say what?" Draco's brow furrows and he frowns.
"Lecture me!" You continue shouting, feeling bad as you do it but not wanting to stop. "Every time something turns out the way you expected you always have to remind me. Why can't you just be sorry for me for once?"
"Well then what would you like me to say?" He snaps, his expression hardens and you suddenly feel much worse.
"I-" Embarrassingly enough, you had no idea. After knowing Draco all your life, even growing up with him, how was he not able to think of something himself? He should know you well enough by now to know what to say, shouldn't he? "I- I don't know."
Your shoulders drop in defeat, and you slouch up against your headboard, glaring down at your covers. Draco sits a foot away from you, even with twelve inches the amount of tension between the two of you was unbearable.
You just felt like crying.
You thought Fred...
...just that Fred was it.
In the end he wasn't.
You surrender to your tears and you drop your head onto your knees. Droplets slide mercilessly down your cheeks, soaking into your pants. Your throat was clogged and you couldn't say anything, all you could do was cry.
Every sniff ended with another self deprecating thought. Your stomach hurt with betrayal and all you wanted was- was- you weren't sure.
"I'm leaving," Draco grunts after his moment of silence.
"Fine," you mutter through sniffs. Your nose burned from refusing to grab a tissue.
Please don't leave.
Please don't go.
Draco, please.
You feel misery wash all over you as Draco's weight lift up from the mattress. Telling him not to go was on the tip of your tongue, but you couldn't seem to bring yourself to say it.
Your heart pits as you hear the handle of the door click, meaning Draco's turned the handle. Just as the second passes, the second that Draco should've opened the door, instead in that second what happens makes you almost feel the quickening pace of Draco’s heartbeat as words run up his throat.
As the next words leave Draco's lips you suddenly feel lighter and the chance of something more makes the world seem just that much better.
"Tell me to stay and I will be here for as long as you’ll have me."
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horrorxweasley · 3 years
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omg could you write something about fred or george, i don’t mind, teaching reader how to touch herself🙏🏻🙏🏻i’m so horny rn😔💔
Sure can :)
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Teach Me
Fred Weasley x Fem Reader
Warnings: Smut, Swearing!, masturbation(female), sort of soft Dom Fred, Some Praise
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Word Count: 2K
Prompt(s) used: none
Summary: Fred and Y/N have been best friends since they were kids, they were sat in Fred’s dorm talking about anything and everything, the topic of sex was risen out of curiousity and Y/N reveals something to Fred she never thought she would reveal to anyone
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Y/N L/N and Fred Weasley have been best friends since they were 3 years old. Their families lived in the same area so naturally they became friends due to their parents being over at each other’s houses a lot, but what made them even closer was the fact that they also came from the only two wizarding families in their area. When they both got their Hogwarts letter when they turned 11 they were both ecstatic, they just couldn’t wait to basically be living with each other at Hogwarts, without their parents being there.
Every day since they started at Hogwarts, Y/N and Fred spent every hour of the day together, they sat next to each other in every class, studied together, ate together, and spent their ‘free time’ with each other either in Hogsmeade or each other's dorm. The two of them became even closer throughout the years.
Fred and Y/N were currently sitting in his dorm, Y/N was laying splade out on his bed while Fred was on the floor leaning against the side of his bed, messing around with one of his and George’s new inventions while they spoke about anything and everything.
“I’m telling you, she doesn’t like me!” Fred exclaimed looking up at Y/N
“Yes she does! I’ve seen the way she looks at you” Y/N chuckles
“Uh huh sure”
“I’m telling you Fred the way she looks at you, she’s undressing you with her eyes!”
“So crude L/N” he laughs
“I’m telling the truth Weasley, i wouldn’t put it past her if after the next quidditch match she’s up here shagging you”
“Wow, thanks for that image Y/N” both of them burst out laughing
“Though i must say, lucky her if she does get me up here after quidditch, i’ve been told i’m quite a good shag” Fred smirked
“Have you now” Y/N’s eyebrow raised a smirk forming on her lips
“I have indeed, what about you, have you ever had any...good reviews?” they laughed at his wording
“What the fuck do you think i am, a walking Yelp review” Y/N laughed
“Oh shut up and just answer the question”
Y/N’s smile dropped from her face, they had never spoken about anything like this before, sure they were friends but the whole ‘sex’ topic was avoided, not because it would be awkward but because the two of them had secret feelings for each other. In all honesty Y/N had no idea Fred had, had sex with other people, and of course she shouldn’t feel hurt by it because they weren’t together together, but she couldn’t help but feel a small twang of pain in her heart.
“Well i uhh” Y/N paused gulping down on nothing, trying to gather her next words
“You??” Fred prompted
“I’ve neverhadsexwithanyone” she said very quickly
“What was that?”
“I’ve never had sex ok” Y/N could now feel her face turning crimson
“Really? So what have you done? Surely you’ve...y’know, touched yourself or something” Fred queeried, trying to ignore the slight tightness in his trousers.
Y/N shook her head ‘no’ “i’ve never done anything, i just- i dunno, never really knew how to” she shrugged, hoping her embarrassment would end soon.
“So you’re telling me you’ve never…?”
“No i haven’t Fred”
Y/N turned her head so that Fred couldn’t see the blush forming on her cheeks, the weird embarrassed feeling taking over her whole body as she felt Fred get up off his position on the floor. The sound of his dorm room door closing and locking. The sound of the door being locked makes Y/N turn round quickly in curiosity, Fred was now slowly making his way over to the bed, sitting on the side of it facing Y/N. He felt his breath hitch in his throat as he looked her in the eyes before he spoke.
“Want me to teach you?”
Y/N’s eyes widened, all words left her head temporarily as she stared into her best friend's eyes, which had become ever so slightly darker with lust.
“T-teach me?”
“Yeah, if you don’t want this just say so and i’ll stop” Fred said as he got closer to Y/N, he leaned in and kissed her softly, both their eyes fluttering closed at the feeling as they sighed into each other's mouths.
Fred pulled away with a smile “Take off your clothes for me darling”
Y/N hesitantly got up off her place on his bed, she pulled her top up and over her head revealing her black lace bra underneath, Fred’s pupils growing at the sight. She then pulled her leggings down her legs slowly, looking at Fred directly in the eyes, her panties becoming wetter and wetter.
Fred’s eyes were now visually darker with lust, his eyes wandering over Y/N’s body.
“Uhh Freddie? You ok there?”
“Y-yeah i uhm, sorry yeah” he stuttered out
Y/N finished getting undressed as she tugged at the clasp of her bra, pulling the straps off her shoulders making her breasts bounce with the release, and then pulling her panties down to her ankles where she kicked them off unknowingly seductively as Fred’s trousers became tighter at the action.
Fred positioned himself so he was sitting up against the headboard of his bed, his legs opened wide, he patted the space in between them.
“Come sit here f’me angel, back facing me” he smiled
Y/N hesitantly crawled onto the bed and positioned herself in between his legs like he asked, she leaned back and pressed herself against Fred attempting to get comfortable. At first Y/N felt awkward sitting naked in between her best friend since childhood’s (and crush for the best part of 2 years) legs, but that feeling was soon eased when she felt Fred’s lips placing soft kisses over her shoulders and neck. She moaned slightly as she felt Fred suck onto her sweet spot, her hand making its way into his hair tugging on it. Fred couldn’t believe that he had Y/N sitting naked in between his legs but he knew he had to keep his cool so he pulled away from her neck and leaned his chin on her shoulder.
“First off, y’gotta open your legs nice and wide darling” he said softly
Y/N moved her ankles so that they were wrapped around his shins, spreading her legs open wide, the cold air of the room being exposed to her warm heat, the contrast of temperature causing her to bite her bottom lip.
“Good girl” Fred praised her, making her wetter.
“Now, you gotta move your hand down and with your middle finger you gotta rub your clit a little see if it feels good darling”
Fred helped her guide her hand down, as soon as her finger brushed up against her clit Y/N felt her back arch and a small gasp release from her mouth. Fred’s chest shook as he chuckled slightly at her reaction.
The feeling of her finger brushing up against the bundle of nerves sent shivers through her body, she picked up the pace of her finger rubbing up against her clit, moans spilling out of her mouth as her head fell into the crook of Fred’s neck, her legs spasming slightly.
“Gather some of your slick on your finger darling, just swipe up and down”
Y/N followed Fred’s instructions gathering some of her arousal on her fingers before going back to flicking back and forth and circling her clit. The lewd wet sounds of Y/N rubbing herself filled the room and echoed in Fred’s ears, his grip on her hips getting stronger definitely causing marks, but the slight pain on her sides only added to the pleasure for Y/N. Fred stared down at Y/N’s hand as she played with herself, he was now fully hard at the sight and sound of her.
“Fuck yes, just like that darling girl” he pretty much growled into her ear, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
“Stop just now angel, gonna try something else”
“S-something else?” Y/N asked confused with a slight whine
“Yes, now what you're going to do, it you're going to finger yourself, so y’gotta take your middle finger n’push it into your pussy, can y’do that?”
“I’ll try Freddie, please help me though”
“Of course darling”
Fred took Y/N’s hand in his and guided it down further past her clit, he asked her to stick out her finger for him before he lined it up with her tight hole. Fred slowly pushed her finger so that it was inside her, but he let her go at her own pace as she gasped slightly at the new feeling. Once her finger was fully sheathed in her to the knuckle, Fred felt Y/N relax against him, Fred helped lift her hand up and push it back in urging her to thrust her finger in and out of her at her own pace.
“F-fucuck oh my god” she moaned squirming around in Fred’s arms.
“That feel good?”
“Fuck yes, f-feels so good Freddie” she moaned hiding her face in his neck as she quickened her pace.
“Add another finger darling, go on, think you’re ready”
Y/N hesitantly added another finger somewhat afraid of the pain the stretch may give her, but when she successfully had two of her fingers inside her, her eyes rolled to the back of her head with pleasure. Her quick pace, continuing as she craved more of the feeling, her stomach coming tighter with her release building up.
Fred was unable to hold his temptation back any longer, he reached his hand down and began rubbing her clit for her as she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy. Fred groaned and moaned in her ear at the feeling of her slickness gathering on his fingers.
“So wet angel” he moaned as his fingers rubbed circles and number eights on her increasingly sensitive clit.
“Oh my fucking god Freddie, faster that feels so good mm”
The combination of her fingers pumping inside her and Fred’s fingers working magic on her clit soon caused Y/N to catch up with her release as her legs shook violently, her eyes in the back of her head and loud profanities and moans spilling from her mouth. Fred growled loud also at the sight of her reaching her high. He hadn’t realised but the movements of Y/N squirming constantly with pleasure meant that she was also rubbing against his hard clothed cock, and as Y/N rode out her high, Fred came in his pants, a wet patch forming through his trousers.
As both of them came down from their highs, Fred brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking off Y/N’s arousal with a moan at the taste.
“How was that darling”
“So fucking good” Y/N moaned slightly still dazed from her orgasm
Y/N soon noticed the wet feeling on the underside of her thigh, until it clicked as to what that wet patch was. Y/N turned around smirking at Fred.
“Was it as good for you as it was for me?”
“It appears so yes darling, it was so good, looked so hot touching yourself”
Before either of them knew it they were leaning in pressing their lips hungrily together, Fred bit down on Y/N’s lip causing her to gasp and giving his tongue access to explore her mouth. The two of them moaned into the kiss as their lips moved in sync with one another before they pulled away, staring into each other’s eyes, smiling. Neither of them were willing to keep their feelings secret anymore, after what they just did there was no point.
“I like you” they both said at the same time, laughing at the coincidence of their timing.
“Well that makes this a whole lot easier” Y/N joked
“It does indeed, so all I need to do now is ask the question. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“Of course i will Freddie”
“In that case, we need to do that more often because it was so bloody hot” Fred almost growled again at the memory of Y/N’s moans
“I agree” Y/N said, before leaning in for another sloppy, lustful kiss.
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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hi can i request a hc with clingy fred x shy reader where fred hand is always holding yours or around your waist and shoulders– just basically always touching you and you get shy but you love it so muchh and then fred starts to think you think he's annoying so you silently hold on to his hands— just soo fluffy thank youuuu
touchy love || f.w ✧˖*°࿐
summary: fred’s love language is physical touch.
a/n: i just wrote a whole ass imagine when you asked for a hc- ANYWAY this request is so cute bye
warnings: gn!reader, clingy fred (but who’s complaining), lots of fluff like-
word count: 622
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ever since you met fred, you’ve realized his love language was physical touch.
he was obsessed with holding you. if that was your hand, waist, shoulders—kissing your lips, nose, cheek, neck, anything you could think of he was all over.
he loved to know you were safe and protected in his arms, also having the reassurance that he was yours.
and you were his.
“look! the snitch!” you shouted, the crowd of students cheering loudly as hufflepuff’s seeker chased after it.
“look, fred! look!”
your boyfriend smiled cheekily next to you, looking in the direction you had pointed in while squeezing your thigh.
you were sitting on fred’s lap with his hand on your leg and his arm wrapped protectively around your waist, keeping you from slipping off of him.
“i see, darling” he chuckled behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder to watch the game better.
he ran his hand up and down your thigh making butterflies form in your stomach, your face heating up as you leaned back into his chest, trying to hide yourself in the crook of his neck.
“am i making you uncomfortable, angel?” fred asked, a frown on his face at thinking he made you feel odd with all his touching.
“no, of course not freddie” you smiled sweetly, pulling away from his neck to softly peck at his nose, a blush immediately taking over the boy’s cheeks.
“your touch just makes me feel like jelly.”
“jelly?” he asked, a giggle leaving your lips as you nodded in response—“a good jelly, don’t worry.”
after the game you and fred went to the three broomsticks to celebrate with the wining team.
“george don’t say that!” angelina gasped, smacking the boy in the side as him and fred roared with laughter.
“he’s just joking, ‘ange” you assured, eyes narrowing over to george as you mumbled out a—“maybe.”
it was a long walk to hogsmeade, angelina and george walking ahead as you walked with fred, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, keeping you close to his side.
“fred, loosen up. you’re squeezing her like a vice” george joked, laughing loudly as his twin scowled at him.
“i’m not...am i?” fred asked, insecurity laced in his voice as he turned to look down at you. before you could answer, his arm dropped from your shoulder to hang by his side.
“no, darling” you smiled, lacing your fingers through his and squeezing his hand, “i love when you hold and kiss me.”
“and you’re not just saying that?”
“i’d never lie to you, fred” you assured, stopping to stand on your tip toes to give him a kiss on the lips.
“yuck, lovebirds!” george groaned, angelina smacking his shoulder as you rolled your eyes.
“i bet you butterbeers these lovebirds can beat you in a race to the three broomsticks” you challenged, angelina quickly joining george’s side as he snickered at your suggestion.
“you don’t have a chance.”
“really? try us” you quickly hopped onto fred’s back and wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands cupping your thighs to help keep you from falling off.
“george! let me get on your back!” angelina said, the two of you sprinting towards the three broomsticks as they scolded at one another.
“they’re coming!” you squealed, leaning into fred as you hid your face in the crook of his neck, trying to suppress your giggles but failing miserably.
“you’re tickling me with your breathing!”
“i can’t help it!” you laughed, music to fred’s ears at hearing your angelic giggles.
“you’re so paying for the butterbeers if you make us lose.”
“i won’t!” you gasped, the small shop slowly coming into view as george’s footsteps approached loudly from behind the two of you.
“now hurry up! i’m slipping and don’t want to bust my ass.”
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butterbeerblurbs · 3 years
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#16 from the kissing prompt with modern au!Fred where his s/o is having an online class for hours and he just kinda pouts on their side so they sneak to kiss him and just holds his hands for the remaining time. thank youuu ❤️❤️❤️ i hope u rest well lovee! 😘😘
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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“i like your ring” || d.m ✧˖*°࿐
summary: draco gives you his ring.
a/n: this tiktok send tweet
warnings: gn!reader, soft!draco ugh, just fluff
word count: 627
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you weren’t the type to socialize a lot with people, especially ones you didn’t know—you felt more comfortable with the friend group you were already apart of.
but sitting in potions, your eyes heavy and brain turned into mush, you couldn’t help but let your attention draw to the slytherin boy next to you.
his fingers were moving gracefully along the cutting knife, slicing through the beetle eye carefully before tossing it into the cauldron.
“i like your rings, draco. they’re really nice.”
the words had left your mouth before you could stop to think, but it really didn’t matter, what’s done is done.
the boy looked up at you slowly, cocking his eyebrow as he though to himself—but before he could respond, your name was called and you were gone.
“coming, ron. give me a second” you said, grabbing your bag and tossing it over your shoulder before turning back to the pale boy, “bye draco.”
he watched as you joined the two boys he despised the most, a string of laughter falling from your lips as you walked with out with them.
he’s never really payed attention to you until now. sure you were pretty, but you hung around the golden trio and were a gryffindor. of course that’s no reason for draco not to talk to you, but he just never thought to.
“why were you talking to draco?” ron asked, the three of you waiting outside the library for hermione.
you turned to give him a look, shrugging your shoulders before mumbling out a—“why not?”
“let’s just say he hasn’t got the best reputation” harry butted in, him and ron snickering as you rolled your eyes.
“i think i can decided that for myself thanks.”
the next day was nothing special, you were listening to hermione rant about potions at breakfast when all of a sudden an owl flew in.
the bushy haired girl stopped mid sentence to look up, talking outloud to herself as she watched it fly towards you, “it’s a bit early for mail isn’t it?”
you were surprised when a package was dropped right in front of you, the owl quickly flying off as you sat there silent.
it wasn’t christmas, or your birthday—and your parents didn’t say anything about sending you something, so what could it be?
“open it” ron said, bringing you away from your thoughts as you looked up to see the three of them eyeing you in suspense.
“okay okay” you giggled, dramatically rolling your eyes as you slowly started to open the package.
expecting a letter, you were surprised to see a ring fall out—not just any ring, draco’s ring.
“is that a ring?” hermione asked quietly, peering over the table to try and get a better look.
“on a necklace?” ron chimed in.
you ignored their questions and opened the letter that was attached.
‘i put the ring on a necklace because your fingers looked a little small compared to mine, hope you don’t mind. i hope you like it, darling.’
you couldn’t help but blush deeply after reading the letter, your heart fluttering at the kind thought.
“who’s it from?” harry finally asked, breaking the silence that had seemed to cast over the table.
“umh..” you trailed off for a few seconds as you tucked the note into your robe pocket, “i don’t know.”
you subtly turned your head to the side and peered over at the slytherin table, draco’s eyes catching yours and immediately locking.
there was a small smile on his face, something you’ve never seen him do before.
you return the favor with giving him a soft smile, following that action by putting the necklace on.
you were right about draco, he really was just a softy—even if it was towards you and you only.
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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see? || d.m
— summary: draco shows you how deep he is.
— warnings: fem!reader, sex
— word count: 289
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you laid with your back against the mattress as draco ran his hands across your thighs, pinching and pulling at your skin causing you to whine.
“draco please” you whimpered, your hips wiggling and jolting forward for any type of touch.
“good girls don’t whine” he spat, his fingers leaving your thigh to harshly grip your chin, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip as it jutted out in a pout.
“let me show you something,” he said, the tone in his voice quickly changing as he angled your head down, his grip softening but still tight.
his free hand extended his index finger to run along your stomach, circling your belly button before running back up.
“look” he whispered, your eyes traveling down to meet his finger, “if i put it in...”
“it’ll reach this deep.”
you didn’t have time to process anything as he lined himself up before snapping his hips into yours, forcing every inch into your needy hole as your head flew back.
your eyes screwed shut and your mouth fell open as he then started to pound into you, his body coming down to press on yours as your hands flew up to claw at his back.
“so fucking good,” he groaned in your ear, his balls slapping against the curve of your ass as you whimpered into his neck. “o-oh fuck,” you moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the knot in your stomach grew with each thrust.
draco pushed himself up before grabbing your thighs and yanking you closer to him, his cock sinking deeper into your tight walls.
“see,” the boy breathed, his thrusts slow but harsh as he sprawled his hand across your stomach, “i was right.”
“you can see how deep i am.”
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮
— draco malfoy
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draco loves holding you in his arms and being able to keep you close. he likes to rest his chin on top of your head while the two of you fall asleep, but every time you wake up his face is either buried in your neck or hair.
he’s the big spoon but he also doesn’t mind being little spoon. he’ll never admit it but he likes when you hold him close and nuzzle your face into his neck. he feels safe and cared for.
— fred weasley
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fred prefers the half spoon with his significant other because of the position. it’s comfortable but also he’s able to keep you close without making you feel cramped. he likes the way your legs tangle with his and the way your head rests on his chest, it makes him feel all warm inside. 
he also likes having you fully on his body, using him as a giant pillow as your lower half rests between his thighs. his arms wrap around your waist and squeeze you every once in a while, wanting you to know he’s still there (although it would be impossible to forget he was there considering how close you are to him).
— george weasley
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ah, the honeymoon hug, something george loves to put you in almost every night. he loves to hold you close and wrap his legs around your own. no matter who his partner is you can’t tell me he won’t be taller than them. his body would engulf them entirely and consume them with warmth.
overall he just loves to keep you impossibly close to him.
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fredshufflepuff · 3 years
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too far || f.w ✧˖*°࿐
summary: fred takes degrading too far.
a/n: SMUT IN THE BEGINNING!!! i put a pink border indicating where it ends if you want to skip ahead!!
warnings: fem!reader, dom!fred, rough sex, heavy degrading, language, lots of fluff (that should be it??)
word count: 629
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you were on the verge of tears by the end of the day, everything and anything seeming to set you off.
snape was already up your ass about the assignment you turned in late, only making things worse by giving you a low score and practically humiliating you in front of the entire class.
every little jab and comment that was sent your way was seeming to break you down, you felt yourself slipping with no way back up.
all you wanted to do was find fred and let him comfort you, but instead, you were sprawled out across his mattress as he drilled into you from behind.
sex was something you weren’t opposed too, but this wasn’t sex. it was rough and demeaning, only making you feel worse than you already did.
“such a stupid slut” he spat, his fingers wrapping around your hair roughly causing your scalp to burn, “good for nothing, whore.”
your heart clenched and your eyes pricked with tears, the salty liquid threatening to fall as he spewed hateful words at you.
it wasn’t the sex that was painful, otherwise you’d have used your safe word.
it was him.
you both agreed to degrading and rough sex in the beginning of your relationship, if anything it turned you on more—but now, it made you feel like shit.
it made you feel terrible about yourself.
“useless fucking whore, only good for my cock” he hissed, his head thrown back in pleasure at the way you clenched around him—not in a good way though.
“f-fred,” you blubbered out, trying to turn your head to the side to view him but he had you pressed down against the mattress.
he gripped your hair and roughly yanked you up to view you better, expecting to see your eyes rolled back in pleasure and your mouth slacked open like usual.
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but instead, his heart broke at the sight in front of him.
you were crying—and not from pleasure. he thought he had hurt you psychically, why didn’t you say your safe word? more importantly why didn’t he notice?
“n-no, baby it’s okay” he whispered, immediately pulling himself out before laying you down gently, making sure his actions were nothing but soft.
“did i hurt you? where are you hurting? is it your legs?”
you only shook your head in response, your chest heaving up and down as tears rolled down your reddened face.
“a-am i really u-useless?” you croaked out, voice so low and quiet you weren’t sure if he had heard you.
but he did, loud and clear.
he finally connected the dots to why you were so uncomfortable, and it made him feel terrible.
“no, baby. of course not” he said without hesitation, quickly pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around your trembling figure, “i didn’t mean it, i meant nothing i said, my sweet angel. you’re not useless, you mean so much to me.”
“r-really?” you asked, absolutely baffling fred.
of course he cared for you, he never means anything nasty he says in bed—you both know that.
“really,” he nodded, a frown taking over his face as he gently tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, “what’s the matter, sweetheart? did i push you too far? i would have never acted like that if i knew you weren’t in the mood—”
“it’s not your fault, freddie” you assured, allowing him to pull you closer as you snuggled your face closer into his chest, “i just had a rough day, should have told you instead of staying quiet.”
you were going to tell fred as soon as you entered his dorm, but when you noticed his hard on and the pout of his face, you couldn’t say no.
he never and would never pressure you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with, but you seemed normal. you gave him a smile and went along with it—only because you weren’t expecting him to be so rough.
“no, sweetheart. this isn’t your fault, i’m sorry” he said, his fingers running through your hair gently as he held you close, “i’m so sorry i didn’t notice.”
“it’s okay, freddie.”
later that night fred ran a warm bath for you, washing your skin like you were made out of glass—leaving kisses along your damped hair as he cleaned you up.
he let you rant about your day while he listened, nodding in response to let you know he was still paying attention.
“i’m sorry, baby. i know how hard you worked on that assignment, even if it was late” he said, helping you out of the bath carefully before wrapping a fluffy towel around your figure.
“if you want, i can put exploding dung beetles in his office—scare him a little” he suggested, a small giggle falling from your lips as you shook your head.
“it’s okay, freddie. i don’t want you getting in trouble.”
fred scoffed at your answer but only nodded as a response, the boy knowing damn well he’d sneak out later to do it.
he helped you brush your hair out before letting you get dressed, the red head watching as you slipped on a pair of clean underwear and one of his shirts.
you didn’t need bottoms because of the size difference, the length of his shirt reaching your thighs.
you got into bed and pulled the covers up, fred right behind you as he pulled you into his chest—spooning you as your legs tangled with his.
“how’re you feeling, angel?” fred whispered, his hand slipping under your (his) shirt and resting it on your stomach, the pad of his thumb running over the skin gently.
“much better, freddie.”
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