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yanxidarlings · 8 months

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YANDERE HP GOLDEN ERA; SLYTHERIN & RAVENCLAW

i have so many ideas mostly revolving around past oc concepts, but in general i think the slytherin's have the most yandere potential? aside from traits (cunning, determined, yada) that go hand in hand with yandere, i also find it easier to pin point the root of their tendencies. there's slytherins like draco who are straight up entitled, and some like theo who have been raised harshly, it's not difficult to imagine a scenario where draco, theo, blaise, .. develop into the yanderes we all know and love.

there's no plan for structuring my harry potter writings, but i think it'll mostly be brainstorming headcanons. i'm focusing on the golden era, so i'll write for characters alive during this time. I'll come up with a full character list and cast eventually but for now i'm most interested in getting ideas/requests for slytherin boys (blaise, draco, goyle, lorenzo, mattheo, theodore, adrian, terrence, marcus) and ravenclaw boys (anthony goldstein, michael corner, roger davies, terry boot) but gred and forge are always welcome as well.

okay so general rules for requests: only send in requests for golden era characters (there is a loop hole "if james survived" here if you're desperate but im mostly inspired to write the characters i've listed out. reader/darling is always gender neutral, no loopholes here. also i tend to cover both platonic and romantic paths (if applicable) either way in my writings so no need to specify. that all being said hound me with asks and any thoughts.

anyways here are some headcanons that have been clogged up in my brain recently;

ANTHONY GOLDSTEIN (fancast: tarjei sandvik moe): my latest fixation, chat gpt molded most of my headcanons for yandere him. okay so not much is known about him but i'm going the route of jewish = polish = kowalski + queenie grandson / great grandson. all we have for a personality is 'friendly and good-natured' so i'm going to be making mountains out of molehills here.

i can imagine his intentions were pure first, he saw his darling didn't have the best upbringing, perhaps was a fractured individual, and 'desperately needed someone'. so he befriends them. for a long time, he's fully convinced himself his actions are done out of concern for his darling, other people really were just going to hurt them, and weren't trustworthy. and making good decisions has always been a strong suit of his, he isn't a ravenclaw for nothing, so his darling should just sit back, relax, and enjoy his company whilst he takes care of the hard stuff, alright?.

what started as a protective instinct turned into possessive jealousy, why does his darling want to pair up with malfoy for a potions assignment when he's far much more intelligent and easier to work with. actually, why do they have to speak to anyone else but him anyway? if they want a supportive friend, he's always been there. they want to banter with someone? anthony can do that!. they have a crush? they want romance? they want to overthrow the ministry of magic? no matter, he's a fast learner, and better for them than anyone else would be.

for the most part, anthony appears innocent, it's probably his darling who looks like the clingy, overattached one, because no matter what anyone else tells them, anthony will vilify them in the eyes of his darling, bringing his darling closer to him, gradually becoming more and more dependent on his constant presence. which is what he has subconsciously been working towards since he met them.

anthony is wholly devoted to his darling, and is among the more selfless yanderes (lookin at you draco). he has no future planned out, and allows his darling to take charge of the relationship so long as they don't look at anyone else. he's one of the more moldable yanderes; he adapts to his darlings personality, instead of having them adapt to his (camera pans to draco).

he's only really a danger to his darlings social life (and the lives of anyone who tries to tempt his darling away). his obsession is quiet for the most part, unlike others (draco) he doesn't need to resort to extreme measures (kidnapping) as he's able to read his darling like an open book (anthony inherited queenies legillimency and no one can convince me otherwise), and is thus able to ancitipate their needs, thoughts and desires. he'll become the only person their comfortable around;

anthony portrays himself as the one person who truly understands and supports his darling. he'll go to great lengths to prove his loyalty, even if it means crossing boundaries or engaging in morally ✨questionable✨ acts. once they finally realise just how tight of a hold he has on them, they'll be too dependent on him to do anything about it.

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slayingqueenchal · 1 year

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Daft | Fred Weasley x harrystwinsister!y/n

Warning : none, fluff, Fred being Fred, confession, year four GOF

"Evening, sweetheart" Fred sat next to you on the common room. "Hello, Freddie" You sighed. "Why so sad, y/n" He looked to your eyes. "Nothing" You could've said something else. "You're a bad liar y/n, why" You knew Fred was staring, but you looked down.

"Someone? , love" He asks. "Yes, Freddie, it's someone" You admitted. "Who is it? " Fred asks. "No one, but, I fancy him, but he only sees me as a friend" You said. It was him self, you were telling him about himself. "Oh, the guy must be a daft, then" He stuttered, Fred Weasley never stutters. "He is a daft, Fred, why are you a daft? " The last few words slipped out of your mouth.

"What? " He said, shocked. "See, you only see me as a friend, Fred, and we probably wouldn't even be friends after this conversation" You 'proved' you self.

"Y/n..i don't see you only as a friend, y/n, hell, I fancy you" He looked down. "What? " You looked at him again.

"I sort of fell for you in my third year, I know it's messed up, but I did, that moment when you sat next to me, thought it'll go away, but it didn't, but, if you fell uncomfortable or-" You cut him off, kissing him. He kissed you back. It was soft, but when you pulled away, you felt eyes on you.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron, shocked but, harry and Ron was flabbergasted. "I'm sorry! Uhm harry I swear I'm sor! " Harry then told him "if you must, then".

Hermione was already smiling, so as Harry but Ron was still shocked.

"So... The yule ball is coming" Fred proposed, you knew what he was going to say and you answered "yes, Fred, I'd love to go with you" While smiling.

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becstxr · 3 months

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Soulmate au with the Weasley Twins! Reader is an Animagus and Regulus Blacks unwanted Daughter who lives with her dead mother’s father. All reblogs and likes are appreciated, if you have any feedback or requests please leave a comment or message me!

We all know that finding your soulmate in the wizarding world is a lot more complicated then you think especially since all you have to find said soulmate or soulmates is (depending on how many soulmates you have and their situation) a tattoo. Everyone's tattoo (or tattoos) represent their soulmate (or soulmates). In your case from what you could confirm you had two soulmates most likely brothers, twins even. You had two tattoos almost identical, they sat either side in the dips of your waist, they were beautiful looking fireworks both red brown and orange but still different... very obviously different. But all the maids and butlers who saw them said they looked exactly the same, but not you... you knew how they were different.

Anyways it was your 3rd year at Hogwarts and you were sitting in potions class as Professor Snape explained the effects of some potion if not brewed properly. "In any case if some dimwitted oaf decided to use the potion even though not brewed accurately, the result..." slowly you drowned out the Professor as you though. 'I wonder if my dream last night had anyth-' Your thoughts were cut off by Professor Snape slamming his flat hand onto your desk. "Am I Boring you... Miss... Black..?" You let out a slightly annoyed apology as he scowled continuing on as you rolled Your eyes once he turned.

"Snape's in a bad mood." "Hes always in a bad mood, I don't think his face can form any other expression but a scowl." You heard behind you followed by quiet snickers of the Weasley Twins'. You chuckled lightly along with them, but quickly stopped and locked your eyes on your book when you heard the boys groan and Professor Snape tell them of angrily. Snape continued the lesson carefully explaining the more deadly effects.

The class soon ended and you headed off to your next class, but right as you exited the class and entered the hallway you felt yourself being pulled forward by two arms followed by the sound of fireworks and yelling. Your legs moved on their own as the two boys ran along dragging you with them, you turned your head towards the sound of the bangs and cracks. Your mind paused as you stared at the beautiful explosions of pyrotechnics. 'They look kinda like my Tattoos.' I turned back towards boys as they dragged me into an empty class room. "Sorr-" He froze mid sentence staring down towards your... waist..? You looked down and froze as you saw the light golden glow coming from under your uniform around your waist. "Wicked!" The two said in unison, a shocked expression grew on your face as you looked up at the two boys.

The two stared at you with cheeky smiles before they both pulled up their right sleeves revealing identical tattoos of a dragon. The tattoos looked exactly like your Patronus Charm and Animagus form. The tattoos emitted a golden glow identical to the glow coming from your tattoos. "We didn't think we would have such a pretty soulmate." "We're the luckiest men in the whole wizarding world!" a flattered expression adorned your face as you smiled at the two. "I didn't think I would be lucky enough to meet you this quickly." You chuckled lightly smiling up at the two tall boys...

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maesterchill · 2 months

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Fluff Fest: Dead Pigeon Edition (Day 4)

Welcome to Day 4 of Fluff Fest: Dead Pigeon Edition, run by myself and @sleepstxtic - the fest where creators claim a fluffy prompt, and turn it into a divinely dark and very dead dove!

The first fic by @veradubhghoill has Harry sweetly making breakfast for Draco, and in the second, yours truly (@maesterchill) gives us a glimpse of the celebrations following George's birthday party. Mind the tags, as these fics contain dead pigeons!

poison every little thing by veradubhghoill

Author: veradubhghoill

Prompt: Making Breakfast

Warnings: Underage, de-aging, grooming

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary:

“Yuck,” Draco says in a tone of such vehemence that Harry feels a sudden, violent pang of longing for the Draco Malfoy he’d known in Hogwarts.

Bad omen, right? by @maesterchill

Author: maesterchill

Prompt: Birthday party

Warnings: Twincest, incubus, age gap. dub-con

Pairing: George/Fred

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2k

Summary: George Weasley is a busy man.

Busy managing a very successful joke shop, and a moderately successful social life, and a less-than-successful sobriety issue. Certainly far too busy to spare a single thought for something as everyday as his talking mirror.

So, it's only when his girlfriend Angelina is helping him decide what to wear for his fortieth birthday party that evening that he finally sees it.

A glimpse of his long-dead brother, silent and unspeaking.

Which, as all wizards know, can't be a good omen.

Massive thank you to @sleepstxtic for designing these cool banners for everyone! 💀🕊️

#fluff fest: dead pigeon edition #drarry #gred and forge #dead dove do not eat #drarry fic #fred x george fic #MIND THE TAGS

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stabby-apologist · 5 months

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A place that feels like home 🏡

#the burrow #harry potter #post #ron weasley #the weasleys #gred and forge #percy weasley #molly weasley #arthur weasley

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aurus-3d · 1 year

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The Weasley Twins

#Harry Potter #Harry Potter art #weasley twins #fred weasley #george weasley #fred and goerge weasley #3dart #gred and forge #i love these guys

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badsmellyboy · 1 year

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Pairing: fred weasley x gn!reader

Warnings: none (?)

Masterlist

Summary: just a thing I found in my notes app confessing my love for fred weasley. Filled w my personal headcanons for him lol

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I fell in love with who you are when you arent paying attention. Looking at you from across the room, talking to your friends, listening to what they say. I like trying to imagine what the inside of your head looks like. I like how I have no clue.

I love the way your eyelashes look in the sun, flaming orange like the rest of your head, fluttering when my touch startles you. I love the way your mouth, even when resting, looks like you're smiling. You're the light in every room. I love the freckles that spatter your neck and skin, I love the way you flush when I kiss them. I should be teasing you about how easily you fold under me if you didnt make me shy with how forward and unashamed you are. I love that side of your nose by your cornea that I kiss on lazy mornings, that I kiss when I want to remind you how much I love you. I love the scar near your eyebrow from when you got monkey pox from the muggle girl who gave you your first kiss when you were 13. I love how I know that about you, I love how you laughed loudly when you told me. I love seeing how hard you try in class for me, restraining yourself from poking and distracting me. I love your hot breath on my neck, your lips encasing the most sensitive spot behind my ear. I love how you whisper my name.

You're all I need. You're all I'll ever need to feel alive.

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#fred weasley #fred weasley fluff #fluff #fred weasley headcanons #fred weasley hcs #fred weasley fic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #harry potter #golden trio era #fred and george weasley #gred and forge #hazels brainrot #hazels masterlist

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3lle-l-black · 2 months

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Season of Love Event @george-weasleys-girl The list

Fred Weasley x f!Reader

Warnings: I used my headcanons in this fic (They're on my blog if you wanna take a look), not reviewed, little fic?. English is not my first language.

— You're the one who usually goes on dates like this so you're going to help me plan... Why that face?

Fred had been sitting on the bedroom floor with George by his side for about half an hour, papers about a plan that George thought would be a new prank spread out in front of both.

— Are you finally going to tell her that you like her? — A mischievous smile was on George's face.

Fred went out with girls, but dates? No. He thinks it was too romantic, too serious. George already knew how to deal with feelings a little better than him; he knew that going on a casual date with someone in Hogsmeade didn't mean that he wanted to be that person's boyfriend. Fred stayed away from dates.

That is, until he falls in love with you.

So George, knowing his brother, already understood why Fred wanted help asking you out. The problem is; You, Lee and the twins have been friends for a long time, he can't stop thinking that he could ruin everything by telling you who he likes.

— Don't worry, lovebird. She likes you too; everyone can see. — George patted his brother on the back as encouragement. He had heard enough ramblings from both you and Fred to know you were on the same page. They stayed like that for a while, George helping plan the day and Fred writing the "Plan My Love" on a piece of parchment.

Plan My Love

Pick wildflowers She doesn't like flowers Go with her to Honeydukes and buy chocolate We do this all the time, very common Maybe Zonko's Ron talked about him and Hermione drinking Butterbeer Three Broomsticks ?

Honestly, he wrote your name more times than wrote places for you to go together. Maybe because Fred felt each option might not be enough to win you over.

It was almost curfew when they heard a knock on the door. The twins looked at each other, Fred got up and headed towards the door.

— Hide everything, tomorrow after class I’ll ask if she wants to...

I knocked on the wooden door and waited until someone told me I could enter. Voices can be heard on the other side. The night was lonely and during the day I didn't see the twins, so why not come and visit them? It's not uncommon for me to sleep here, but most of the time they come to visit me, with some new invention or whatever, and leave in the middle of the night through the secret passages.

I hear some footsteps approaching the door and I hear Fred's muffled voice coming closer.

— ...after class I'll ask if she wants to...

The door creaks as Fred opens it, his eyes widen when he sees me. He stops and his voice wavers, stretching out the last word of the sentence. As if he had been caught red-handed.

— toooh my Merlin! I didn't expect see you here — He tries to hide it but his voice is still shaking. Fred closes the door closer and stands between the wall and it, blocking my view of the room.

— Can I come in or...? — I squint my eyes and lift my feet a little trying to see over Fred's shoulder. — What are you hiding? Who will want to do what?

George opens the door and hangs on his brother's shoulder. — Oh it's nothing. We were talking about the homework Minerva gave us, right Fred?

— Right George — They step away from the door and Fred gestures for me to enter, — My love.

The nickname always makes my heart skip a beat. At first, I thought it was a provocation and complained, but now... I don't know if I love or hate it because, well, it's just a nickname. Snapping out of my reverie, I walk into the room and towards George's bed, not realizing that behind me, Fred was giving his brother a nod of thanks for disappearing with all the papers.

Their dorm is always so cozy, not in a traditional way, but cozy. At least for me. They have sweaters scattered around, inventions here and there and if you look closely, you can catch a whiff of cinnamon and gunpowder in the air.

I ended up sleeping there, we stayed talking and laughing until late - and after I laid down on Fred's bed it was too warm and cozy to just get up - so I decided to go back to my dorm in the morning, before classes started.

In the morning

— Hey, wake up sunshine. Did you take some kind of sleeping pill?

My eyes slowly open and see Fred smiling sitting next to me in bed, I slowly get up while Fred talks about how long it took him to wake me up. — It's time, I'll take you to your dorm. — He has one of the prettiest smiles I've ever seen and is close enough for me to smell his scent. Which honestly makes me wanna pull him close and not leave here anytime soon. Reluctantly, I stand up making Fred move away.

— Here. So you don't have to wear just your pajamas in the cold — He pulls one of his sweaters from the trunk in front of the bed and hands it to me. I took the sweater from his hand and thanked him, smiling back at him.

— You always take care of me, I like that — I say putting on the sweater.

What you didn't know was that your simple comment almost made Fred lose his breath, he cleared his throat, ignoring that his heart was racing. — You know, I'm a gentleman. Come on my love.

Fred started walking towards the door and I was right behind him, but I saw a rolled up parchment next to my foot on the floor. I stopped, leaned over, picked up the parchment and opened it without much pretense.

My name? My expression slowly changes with each word. I just stand there in the middle of the room, totally unresponsive. When the realization hits me, I have to bite my lower lip to keep from screaming with happiness. My attention fixates on Fred, who was looking through the door, maybe seeing if there are anyone in the hallway.

He likes me too?!

Looking at the parchment once more, I miss the moment when Fred turns to me and realizes the situation. It's so quiet I'm sure I can hear Fred's heart pounding from across the room.

— Bloody hell... — He curses under his breath. The atmosphere in the room becomes more tense, looking at him is like seeing a petrified deer in headlights, — Freddie...

— No, I know, just, please don't hate me — He runs his hands over his face and his shoulders slump.

You know those moments when you have no idea what to do? Like you're glued to the floor, afraid of saying the wrong thing? this is one of them. I approach slowly and the moment when Fred's posture becomes more tense is visible.

— Going to Honeydukes and Zonko's doesn't seem like a bad plan — I hand the parchment to Fred wearing a comforting smile. He relaxes a little, takes a deep breath and holds the edge of the parchment, but doesn't actually take it. — And don't you think it's too simple for you? — Fred looks at me, observing my reactions, — The plan... Me...

The last word comes out more like a whisper, It's even strange to see the charming Fred Weasley like this. He forces a provocative smile but after years of noticing every detail of him it's easy to recognize when he's pretending. — I think it's perfect. Who wouldn't like a date with the incredible Fred Weasley, right?

Fred breaks into a laugh, the cheeks and tips of the ears turning red, and I just sigh, thinking how handsome this boy is when he's smilin. Fred whispers "We better go" as he nods to the door and we both walked together through the secret passages towards my dorm.

The walk was silent, but Fred never left your side, you can feel a cozy warmth radiating from him. In the middle of a narrower passage, he intertwined your hands and gave you a confident smile, damn smile that made your heart miss a beat. You got closer and wrapped your free hand around his arm.

The sweater he's wearing tickles the side of your face and I hear Fred takes a deep breath, — How can you be so pretty? You're making my heart hurt, woman.

A laugh escapes you and you lightly tap him on the shoulder, — Stop being dramatic.

— I mean it, my love — Fred waves his wand. Suddenly, a door at the end of the passage swings open, and your bedroom door is right there, just a few feet to the side of the new opening.

Your reluctance to say goodbye was remarkable. The cold morning contributing to the atmosphere becoming better, as if even the weather was happy for you.

— So, do you want to... go to Hogsmeade with me?

You pretend to think a little, — humm, just us?

Fred smiles at your provocation, biting his lower lip, — Yes, my lady, just the two of us. — He extends his free hand to your waist and moves a little closer with a mischievous smile. Our boy is confident.

— Of course, Freddie.

Fred melted when he heard the nickname, you always call him that, and every time he felt like he had just won a Quidditch match. Feeling confident, you stand on tiptoe and kiss the side of his mouth, more on his cheek than his lips.

— I need to go.

A mischievous smile lights up Fred's face, he leans in and reaches your lips, leaving a quick kiss there. — See you later, My Love.

You don't even finish closing the door when happiness washes over you. Your mouth opens in disbelief and you have to hold yourself back from jumping around the room in excitement.

On the other side, Fred was jumping and punching the air, whispering a few "I did it" to yourself, trying not to make too much noise so he wouldn't get caught.

Used dividers - @saradika Reminder: English is not my first language, these are my first fics, support your creators by reblogging and visit the @george-weasleys-girl blog 🧡

#fred weasley #george weasley #Season of Love Event #gêmeos weasleys #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley headcanons #friends to lovers #weasley twins #gred and forge #fred weasley x you

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