my moon (l.l.)

prompt requested by anon: luna lovegood’s friendship was too good to lose, but you feared that if you never told her about your romantic feelings towards her, you would be stuck in the friendzone.

pairing: luna lovegood x reader

word count: 2k

warnings: mention of a parent death

taglist: @lumos-barnes @paintballkid711 @amourtentiaa @dracoswhore007  @sweeterthansammy @missmulti  @lostaurorax @c-t-h @wholebigboxofyikes  @inglourious-imagines @nuttytani @another-lonely-heart @weasleylangs @shilohpug @peachypotter @lilypad-55449 @v4l3nt1n44 @potters-heart @hufflepuffhaze @hogwarts-boys @andineverwould @hunnybunimdun @roonilwazlibswhore @hermione-jirou-simp @butterflybuchanan​

a/n: so sorry i haven’t written in so long! i’ve been so busy, but i hope y’all enjoy this little luna blurb <3

It was like she had you under some sort of spell. You stared at her, hopelessly with a lazy smile on your lips, head perched on one of your hands as you watched her from across the library, flipping through the pages of a book. She tucked a strand of white blonde hair behind her ear, her eyes scrolling down the pages of the thick book as she smiled, enjoying the story. You softly chuckled to yourself as if you were there, reading the story alongside her. 

“Stare any longer and you are going to start drooling,” Ginny says without looking up from her homework assignment, knowing exactly what you were up to. 

evaluations (f.w.)

prompt: professor evaluations were the most stressful time of the school year for fred even though he had always passed with flying colors. but this year, now that you’re his teaching assistant (and his girlfriend), things may change for the worse.

pairing: prof! fred weasley x ta! fem! reader

warnings: language, prof and ta relationship, mention of sex (for literally two seconds)

word count: 5.4k

a/n: for optimal reading experience, read sheer brilliance. it’s the first part in the au series!

tag list: @rosaliepostsstuff​ @harrysweasleys​ @lumos-barnes​ @c-t-h​ @lol-idk-oops​ @another-lonely-heart​ @weasleylangs​ @shilohpug​ @peachypotter​ @spacexcowgirl​ @paintballkid711​ @nancybycrs​ @kaseyrose @hufflepuff5972​ @amourtentiaa​ @sweeterthansammy​ @loonylovegood13​ @lostaurorax​ @freddie-weaselbee​ @freds-slut​ @missmulti @evermoreweasley​ @dracoswhore007​ @theorangedrummer​ @emmaev​ @wholebigboxofyikes​ @the-romanian-is-bae​  @inglourious-imagines​ @nuttytani​ @onlyfreds​ @fandomhideout​ @lilypad-55449​ @v4l3nt1n44​ @potters-heart​ @hufflepuffhaze​ @hogwarts-boys​ @andineverwould​ @gaycatlord-stuff​ @hunnybunimdun​ @roonilwazlibswhore​ @athenuts​ @hermione-jirou-simp​ @butterflybuchanan​

Like clockwork, the alarm clock next to your bed rings at 7:00am without fail. Without opening your eyes, you paw around your nightstand before finally shutting off the horrific wailing sound. Your eyes are still clouded with sleep as you rub them, stretching your arms and legs as far as you can without disturbing your sound asleep boyfriend next to you. But it was too late. He was up, throwing his arm over your waist, pulling you closer to him as you giggled.

“It’s Monday,” you tell him, pressing a gentle kiss into his sloppy ginger hair. “And you’ve got a lecture.”

Fred groans into the pillow as you chuckle, swinging your legs over the bed, your feet hitting the cold hardwood floors. “If I have a lecture today, that means you have a lecture too, my dear,” he pokes at you as you roll your eyes knowingly.

It had been six months since you had become Fred’s TA and four since you began dating each other. It was strictly against school rules for a professor and a teaching assistant to be in a romantic relationship, but it certainly wasn’t the best move. You had gone into this whole job thinking everything would be strictly professional, having a work relationship with the professor you were assisting. But things took an unexpected turn and here you were, very content and very in love even though you wouldn’t dare admit it to Fred yet. 

mr. and mrs. (f.w.)

prompt as requested by anon and @the-romanian-is-bae​: the morning after your wedding to fred feels surreal.

pairing: post war! fred weasley x fem! reader

word count: 2.3k

warnings: mentions of the war, marriage, mentions of nudity and sex, food, mention of children and pregnancy, fluffy

a/n: short little fred fluff hehehe

tag list: @rosaliepostsstuff @harrysweasleys @lumos-barnes @c-t-h @lol-idk-oops @another-lonely-heart​ @weasleylangs @shilohpug @peachypotter @spacexcowgirl @paintballkid711 @vogueweasley @kaseyrose @hufflepuff5972 @amourtentiaa @sweeterthansammy @loonylovegood13 @lostaurorax @freddie-weaselbee @freds-slut @missmulti @evermoreweasley @dracoswhore007 @theorangedrummer @emmaev @wholebigboxofyikes @the-romanian-is-bae @lostaurorax @Inglourious-imagines @nuttytani @onlyfreds @fandomhideout @lilypad-55449 @v4l3nt1n44 @potters-heart @hufflepuffhaze @hogwarts-boys @andineverwould @butterflybuchanan​

Soft winds swirled their way into the open windows and into the master bedroom of a cabin in the middle of nowhere in the woods. The wind smelt of dew and honeysuckle as it wafted over your nose, your eyes fluttering open, adjusting to the sunlight that streamed in. White chiffon curtains seemed to dance in the wind as you awoke from your slumber.

You awake with a yawn and stretch, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. As you stretch the sleep from your body, you wince at the aching between your legs as you blush, the memories of last night flashing through your brains like snapshots. That’s when you look next to you and find a stirring Fred with his muscular arm draped over your waist. Your eyes follow his arm before landing on his hand, your eyes stopping at his ring finger. A silver band on it that wasn’t on there before. Your first full day as a married couple has begun.

new addition (f.w.)

prompt as requested by anon: with a new addition to the family, your eldest daughter, daisy, gets jealous about all of the attention on the baby.

pairing: dad! fred weasley x mom! fem! reader

word count: 3.1k

warnings: young babies, pregnancy, exhaustion, jealousy, children

taglist: @rosaliepostsstuff @harrysweasleys @lumos-barnes @barneswidow @c-t-h @lol-idk-oops @another-lonely-heart @weasleylangs @shilohpug @peachypotter @spacexcowgirl @paintballkid711 @vogueweasley @kaseyrose @hufflepuff5972 @amourtentiaa @sweeterthansammy @loonylovegood13 @lostaurorax @freddie-weaselbee @freds-slut @missmulti  @evermoreweasley​ @dracoswhore007 @theorangedrummer @emmaev @wholebigboxofyikes @the-romanian-is-bae @lostaurorax @inglourious-imagines @nuttytani @onlyfreds @fandomhideout @lilypad-55449 @v4l3nt1n44 @potters-heart @hufflepuffhaze @hogwarts-boys @andineverwould @butterflybuchanan​

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author’s note: i highly suggest reading my girl and bath time for optimal experience! this fic is based off of those two!

The post-delivery room was quiet so as to not disturb the newborn baby girl that laid on your chest. Your eyes were heavy with sleep and your body ached from the brutal delivery that gave you the most perfect, most beautiful baby you’ve ever seen. A small smile danced across your lips as you felt your bundle of joy breathe softly, little gurgles of sleep pouring out of her parted lips as she slept. Your fingers ghosted over her clothed back, feeling her strong little lungs inhale deeply. 

You turned your head to look at your husband who just watched the little girl intently, his lips refusing to move from a happy smile. You reached out a hand to cup Fred’s face, rubbing your thumb across his cheek. “She’s here,” you smile at him as he nods his head in disbelief. “And she’s perfect.”

Fred kissed your palm and chuckled, “Feels like a dream.” You nodded in agreement. “And if it is, don’t wake me up.” Fred scooted impossibly closer to the hospital bed, gazing at your baby, brushing her cheek gently with his forefinger. “It’s that time again, love...what’s her name?” he laughs as you lightly groan. Fred chuckles. The two of you have been struggling with figuring out a name for your baby girl. “You want me to get the list?”

You give Fred an exhausted nod before he rises to go to the bag you had packed for the hospital, retrieving a notebook that you had scribbled down potential names in. Huffing, Fred sits down and starts reading from the list. “Jasmine?” he asks before you look down at your baby, shaking your head. “June?” Again, the name didn’t fit quite right. “Meadow?” Nope. “Laurel?” No. “Georgina?”

“We didn’t put that name on the list,” you laugh.

“I know I think George did,” Fred laughs as you join him. “That’s all on the list.”

love story (r.w.)

prompt: after meeting ron weasley at the yule ball, it’s love at first sight. but will the distance, your father’s strictness, and the war end your love story?

pairing: ron weasley x beauxbaton reader

warnings: mentions of the war, mentions of death, separation anxiety, troubling thoughts, long distance relationships

word count: 4.9k

taglist (+ people who i think would enjoy): @lumos-barnes @barneswidow @c-t-h @another-lonely-heart @weasleylangs @shilohpug @peachypotter @spacexcowgirl @paintballkid711 @amourtentiaa @sweeterthansammy @lostaurorax @missmulti @dracoswhore007 @wholebigboxofyikes @inglourious-imagines @nuttytani @lilypad-55449  @v4l3nt1n44 @butterflybuchanan  @gryffindors-weasley​

author’s note: this is my last piece for @natasha-romancff​‘s writing challenge! (hi lanie hehe)  this was so fun to write and i enjoyed it so much! 

The material of the dress underneath your hands was silky, soothing your nerves as you exhaled a shaky breath. You weren’t one for dances, nevertheless a ball, filled with a crowd of people you barely knew. The only thought that brought you solace is that you wouldn’t be the only Beauxbaton at the ball. 

You stared at yourself in the mirror, slowly dragging lip gloss across your bottom, coating it in the sweet smelling gloss. Thoughts danced in your head as you thought about how much you would so rather stay in your room while everyone else enjoyed the ball. But despite your protests, your fellow classmates urged you that the ball would be fun.

“Just think, (Y/N),” one of your friends had spoken earlier. “‘Ogwarts is a big school. You don’t know who you could meet,” she giggles alongside your other friends who slipped into their gowns for the ball.

And before you knew it, your hand was laced with your friend Estelle’s. She pulled you through the corridors as you rolled your eyes at her excitement. “Stell, slow down,” you laugh as she practically drags you along, your dress flowing as you chase after her. “The ball won’t start without us and it’s not like we’re rushing to meet our dates,” you tease. Stell and you had agreed that you didn’t need to go to a dance with anyone besides each other, you knew you would have more fun that way rather than worrying about your date and if they were having fun.

As Stell pulled you through the corridors, you could hear the faint music trickling from the ballroom, making your heart race with anticipation. Who was going to be in the ballroom? How many people? Were all of your friends there with dates? Should you have brought a date? A million thoughts ran through your head, but none of them could be answered before Stell had pulled you into the ballroom.

hey bad bitches!! hope you’re all having a great saturday!! tomorrow i have a harry x reader and possibly a draco x reader drabble coming out!

countdown (f.w.)

prompt: a new year on the horizon. new plans, new start, new love? maybe for some, but fred weasley is absolutely hung up on the girl he’s fancied since he graduated from hogwarts years ago.

pairing: fred weasley x fem!reader

warnings: drinking and just some cute fred fluff!

word count: 5.5k

a/n: honestly, the timeline of this is whenever fred and george graduated from hogwarts, but also the golden trio?? but also i don't know?? amuse me and pretend like you know what’s going on because i sure dont LMAOOOO anyway here’s wonderwall...

The Burrow was at max capacity, housing not only the majority of the Weasley family, but Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and you, of course. It was holiday break for Hogwarts and Molly insisted on having over all of Ronald’s friends as well as friends from Fred and George’s time at Hogwarts. The gesture was more than kind, but it did make for tight quarters having four more extra guests in the house. However, the Weasley’s always found a way to make things work; Hermione stayed with Ginny in her room, Harry in Ron’s room, while you delightfully stayed in Bill and Charlie’s vacant room. It was a full house to say the least. And a full house meant lots of hustle and bustle.

Today was a rather special day, more so to Hermione than anyone else. It was New Year’s Eve. The most exciting of all holidays according to the young witch Granger. The holiday was celebrated in the Weasley household, but Hermione insisted that there should be a large celebration this year. Lots of lights, fun games, and the suggestion of a fire works show peaked Fred and George’s interest a lot more...

You weren’t going to lie. It all sounded fun to you. The only thing that made your heart skip a beat was the proposal of the New Year’s kiss. “It’s a tradition that you have to kiss someone when the clock strikes midnight. It supposed to be for good luck and happiness in the new year,” Hermione beamed on the couch, a blushing Ronald Weasley next to her. “I mean, I’ve never had a new year’s kiss, but maybe this year things may change...” she trails off, side-eyeing Ron as he shifts in his seat, uncomfortable about all of the eyes on him. 

A new year’s kiss. How was this supposed to play out? Ron would surely kiss Hermione, Harry would kiss Ginny, and you? You were friends with Fred and George. Simply friends. Nothing more, nothing less. You became fast friends when you were at Hogwarts and kept in touch after your graduation, but nothing ever blossomed romantically from those friendships (unfortunately). 

It’s Complicated (c.d.)

Prompt inspired by anon request: Cedric wanted a relationship, you wanted something casual. This made for a complicated dynamic between the two of you to say the least, but Cedric was determined to make things less complicated simply and plainly.

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ sexual content (rough sex, male receiving oral, FILTHY TALK), language, but also fluff? Idk I tried to do it all with this one LMAOOO

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Bro lowkey after i wrote this I was like.....yo do i wanna fuck cedric????? 

Rising from the bed quickly, you started pulling your clothes back on, preventing Cedric from pulling you back onto the bed and into his arms. You heard him groan in disappointment, “Why can’t you stay?” You laugh and shake your head, sliding your jeans on. He always wanted you to stay after one of your encounters. “For five minutes?” he tries to bargain with you.

You take a look at yourself in the mirror and wipe away the smudged eyeliner under your eyes. Without turning back to him, you speak, “As tempting as you offer is, I’m still going to go.” Cedric sighs. “Besides, I don’t think friends with benefits snuggle with each other,” you joke around as Cedric just rolls his eyes before a small smile tugs at his lips.

This friends with benefits relationship started last year between you and Cedric. The two of you had undeniably chemistry and after one night of sitting in the common room together, you had shared your first kiss which eventually developed into something more that night. The thing about this relationship was that you didn’t expect it to go on for this long. You had been sleeping with Cedric on and off for about a year which was never your intention. You thought that it would maybe last three months, but instead you found yourself knocking on his door for longer than that.

Rosy Cheeks | Fred x Reader

Prompt as anon requested: Fred has always been very forward with his feelings, especially when it comes girls. You on the other hand were always taken aback by how forward he was. 

Warnings: fluffy, blushy, cute, warm, and fuzzy :)

Word Count: 2.4k

Small chatter in the library filled Fred’s ears as he sat at a small table pushed against the wall. He leaned back, twirling his quill in his fingers, not paying a lick of attention to the study group at the table. He tuned out Alicia’s voice going on about Flitwick’s class, arguing with Angelina about an answer to the study guide they made together for their upcoming exam. This was all nonsense to Fred in comparison to what he was staring at; rather who he was staring at.

Fred maintained a soft gaze on you from across the library. He watched as you sat alone at a small table, hair pulled up sloppily into a pony tail, the loose strands falling around your face, framing it. You propped your head up with your hand as you read through a book, flipping its pages, struggling to find the information you needed for the same exam he was preparing for. Fred’s heart fluttered in his ribcage as he watched you bite your lip, squinting your eyes as you read the words on the page. How was it possible for someone to be this adorable without even trying?

George leaned back in his chair, laughing at Alicia and Angelina fighting over the right answer. He turned to his right to see his twin, staring off into the distance. He followed his brother’s line of sight and saw exactly who he was gawking at. He let out a light chuckle, “Fred, mate, stop gawking at her and go talk to her.”

Radiant | Harry x Reader

Prompt inspired by an anon: Harry worships the ground you walk on and vise versa. He wants to show you how much he adores you with each kiss, each touch, and each embrace.

Warnings: 18+ sexual content (soft sex), MAJOR FLUFF TOWN USA

Word Count: 2.2k

To Harry, watching you do daily tasks was like watching heaven on Earth. You sat in your chair, brushing your hair gently as you looked at yourself in the mirror, pondering about what to do with your hair. Should you pull it back or leave it down? Harry sat on your bed, content with just watching you brush at the strands of your hair that fell perfectly as you combed through them with the small golden brush. With long strokes, you hummed to yourself, not realizing the set of eyes on you and how longingly and lovingly they stared at you.

Harry was always infatuated with your beauty and how everything you did seemed effortless. The way your plump lips parted as you let a lazy sigh fall from them as your long lashes blinked at yourself in the mirror. You were a vision to him and Harry felt like he was the luckiest guy in the world to be able to call you his. 

As you tied your hair back with a silver ribbon, you finally noticed his gaze on you and a rosy hue rose to your cheeks. You didn’t realize that he was staring. “What?” you giggle at him before looking away, shy at his intense gaze. That was the thing about Harry; he always looked at you with so much love and passion and admiration that it felt almost wrong to be looked at in the best way. “You’re staring at me, Harry.”

Harry simply shrugged it off and spoke simply, “I think you’re gorgeous. That’s all.” You rolled your eyes and shook your head, continuing to tie your hair up and away from your face with the delicate ribbon. Harry continued to gawk at your ethereal beauty, sighing with contentment as you continued to fuss with your hair. The boy was mad about you. He cursed at himself that he didn’t ask you to be his sooner. He was far too afraid to ask you out at first considering he thought that you were too attractive for him or too smart or too kind or too perfect for someone like him. Harry knew that his life was not average and many people would run away from the trouble that he often found himself in. However, he was shocked when you said yes with a beaming smile that was enough to muster up the light of a thousand suns. You were his light in his darkness times. And for that he was grateful.