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leviathanspain · 1 year

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they find out + wedding + baby

headcanons of the weasleys + friends finding out bill is the father of your baby, a shotgun wedding and a very stressful birth

will i see you again? continuation

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after you and bill had talked, the weasleys all ushered themselves back into the dining room for an awkward dinner

but you and bill were holding hands, and that clearly didn’t go unnoticed

your father had raised his eyebrows at you but you waved a hand

i’ll explain later

but bill was whispering that his family had caught on

so abruptly, you stood up

bill and i had sex in a club one night in egypt and he’s the father of my baby

silence

like pin drop silence

molly had shrieked

and arthur was shaking his head

bill stood up

surprise! he laughed awkwardly

the twins erupted into laughter

honestly about tjme billy

we were getting worried!

bill nearly knocked them out at their comments but you had laughed

and so he laughed too

ron blinked, welcome to the family

i hope i get someone pregnant in a club too

ron had murmured until hermione smacked him

i was joking!

molly had clasped her hands together

when’s the wedding?

you and bill had looked at each other and shrugged

we haven’t gotten there yet

and that was how you ended up with a shotgun wedding, eight months pregnant

it was a beautiful wedding

although bill definitely had more fun than you

considering you couldn’t even drink and your feet were swollen

but you didn’t spoil his mood, letting himself enjoy himself

even if he was utterly wasted, he still cooed at your belly

i love you my pretty pretty baby

he would whisper before planting a wet kiss on your cheek and moving back out to dance

your father had danced with you just once after you danced with bill

but those were the only two times you danced

you didn’t even see bill the rest of the night

he and his brothers were gone off the face of the earth for two days after your wedding

you would’ve been mad

but you didn’t mind it at all really

he was having fun

days passed

you were ready to pop

and just almost two weeks later

you were at st mungos yelling your head off

bill had left the ministry early to meet you at the hospital

you grabbed his hand tightly

babe i think you’re breaking my fingers

your baby is breaking my pelvis, shut up

yes darling

the pain of labor was so intense

you could’ve passed out

you WISHED you passed out

but when you heard those cries

the pain had washed away

it’s a boy! the nurses announced and you smiled

bill, your voice was getting farther and farther

the room got serious again as the nurses handed the baby over to bill and ushered him out

my wife-

we will do everytbing we can

the wait was excruciating

bill couldn’t even comfort his own baby as his mother was dying

his family reassured him that she would make it

but bill was a cynic

and they were right

you were awake

groggy and definitely still not in the best shape

but good enough to see bill and the baby

bill brought the baby in

say hi to mama

you laughed as best as you could

he’s got red hair?

obvi, bill laughed

and he’s chunky too

nine pounds of weasley muscle

you looked at the baby in his arms and your heat swelled

have you thought of a name ?

bill shrugged, i thought you did

we can figure it out later

baby weasley went unnamed for a whole month

kinda embarrassing since people were asking what his name was

but finally bill came around to choosing one

and it was perfect

your little family

#bill weasley #bill weasley x reader #bill weasley angst #bill weasley imagines #bill weasley fluff #bill weasley smut #hogwarts imagines #hogwarts headcanon #weasley headcanon #hogwarts fluff

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hxuse-xf-black · 2 years

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After the war, Harry pays for James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily's graves to have 'Mischief Managed' added. He debates not doing it, but eventually, he asks for it to be added to Fred's grave too. Instead, on Fred's grave it says 'Mischief' and when George dies, his grave will be right next to Fred's reading 'Managed'.

#mischief managed #harry potter #boy who lived #james potter #lily evans #lily potter #sirius black #remus lupin #fred weasley #george weasley #fred and george #marauders headcanon #harry potter headcanon #weasley headcanon #headcanons #hp marauders #hp angst #gryffindor headcanons

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percyweas1ey · 10 months

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Coming back to tumblr after forever so I thought screw it, I’ll make a new blog (and like eventually RT over a load of stuff from my old main and tag that as well)

Anyway my introduction to Percy Weasleyblr is this snippet from my Trans Percy WIP

His first day back home, Percy had spent an unusual amount of time sat in front of the small mirror besides his desk, staring into it examining himself. He’s started to let his hair grow longer at the end of the school year, watching as his thick red curls begin to tickle his cheekbones, a small feeling of warmth beginning to bloom in his chest as it slowly grown inch by inch. Knowing what his Mother would say, he’d caved and cut it back to his usual length at the end of the year out of cowardice. The same could be said for the chipped remains of red nail polish, nearly entirely gone except for small patches at the base of his nail bed. Penelope had painted them for him, quiet whispers in an abandoned classroom agreeing that he could make feigned arguments of house pride if questioned. Penelope always helped to solve things like this. She was the only person in Percy’s life who truly saw him for who he was, even when that scared him.

There’d been many conversations like that, conspiratorial whispers engaged out of fear, his fear, that some suspecting person was sat on the other side of the door, waiting to burst through with a cry of “Aha!” Should Percy say too much, say the things that he refused to admit even to himself. Penelope had whispered back to him without any of the judgement he reserved for himself.

Trans Percy is unapologetically one of my fav headcanons but there’s so little content (and even less that’s quality) thanks to the chronic under appreciation of my fav so be the change etc etc

#percy weasley #trans percy weasley #harry potter #penelope clearwater #hp #hp fanfic #hp fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #Harry Potter fanfic #percy weasley fanfic #hp drabble #hp headcanon #harry potter headcanon #weasley family #weasley family fanfic #weasley fanfic #Weasley headcanon #percy weasley headcanon

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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I think I'm gonna open up requests again for Harry potter. I hate the author obviously but I do enjoy the characters a whole lot and have been reading Fics again, which has kinda motivated me.

The reader will match the character you requests age, so if you want with specific please put it in the request lmao.

#harry potter #harry potter x male reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter headcanon #male reader #its been forever since i watched harry potter and i dont like jk rowling #weasley imagine #weasley x male reader #weasley headcanon

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inyourfantasyfanfics · 2 years

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Becoming you: "Percy"

Chapter 2: The Small Hogwarts Secret

Percy didn't see his study partner the next day, not that he really saw her before that, but he did find his eyes wandering his fellow peers in the halls just to catch a glimpse of her familiar face. It was probably a lost cause anyway she was probably still in the hospital wing sleeping to make up for the lost time stuck on Wide Eye. He went to his normal classes but couldn't keep his mind where it belonged. In. A. Book. He got frustrated that his thought traveled back to staring too long at her in the library, or telling her she looked awful- who says that? And he shouldn’t let his mind wander to how peaceful she looked after finally closing her eyes to sleep after Merlin knows how long. Yet, the thing his mind screamed at him the most was that he didn't even know her name.

(cut for length)

Y/n awoke in a somewhat comfortable bed and took in her surroundings, ah yes, the dreaded hospital wing. The bane of every tricky witch or wizard. This was the place that you end up in if you failed, and boy did she. Just going to drink some water and she ended up drinking way too much of her own wide eye potion. She sighed to herself as she sat up, how embarrassing. “Ah, your awake dearie,” Madam Pomphrey said. She always somehow knew when anyone ever woke up, impressive in a way but a pain for a girl trying her best to sneak out of the infirmary as quickly as possible. “Come now, no need to rush. It was a serious dosage you took” Madam continued, “I didn’t quite have enough to get it out of your system as quickly as I wanted so I had to enlist Professor Snape in my attempt.” The student’s face paled at the name. Of course, she would have to tell Snape, the girl did take from his class to make the Wide Eye. That would be a fun conversation with him next time she was in his class, on top of the detention. Madam Pomphrey went on to try and poke and prod answers out of the girl to very little avail that she let it rest with a warning. After the Wide Eye incident, she slept through a whole day and woke up halfway through the next. Apparently surprising to the hospital wing as they expected a longer recovery time. At least home wasn’t owled about the incident doubt she would hear the endless teasing. She didn’t have to go back to class that day, so she opted for the early punishment from Professor Snape and McGonagall seeing as an example had to be made somehow. So, for the rest of her day she was stuck cleaning cauldrons far away from the storage closet in potions because “She may be tempted to do the same once more, with her stealing tendencies.” as Snape put it. It wasn’t horrible sitting a scrubbing, of course, it wasn’t ideal, but it gave her time to think, and to scheme. Once Professor snape was satisfied with her cleaning work or just wanted her out of his sight. In the evening before dinner, Professor McGonagall had set up her end of the punishment. Walking to the transfiguration class the student could only think that there was no punishment at all just a simple Wizards Chess set up at McGonagall’s desk. “Professor?” a spark of hope arose in her, maybe Professor McGonagall forgot about her punishment, she could just linger around and then leave as soon as she was certain her professor wouldn’t show up. Things never go her way; she should have known. A small cat jumps up from the chair hidden behind the Professor’s desk. Carefully it maneuvered the desk's obstacles, gracefully not touching a single paper or knocking down any chess piece. The cat, well professor, glided off the desk transforming in the air to reveal the renowned and respected Minerva McGonagall. The older woman didn’t show any trace of malice or annoyance to her younger pupil, but her sheer presence radiated authority that still made the younger girl nervous for whatever punishment was in store.

“I’m glad you showed, and on time no less. Please sit.” She gestured to the chair in front of the teacher’s desk as McGonagall walked around the other side and took her place. Doing so she sat in front of the chessboard. “I assume you know how to play?” “Yes, Professor I do but” deciding not to finish unless it could change the older woman’s mind and give her a much harsher penalty, or perhaps this was just a courtesy before she dropped the bomb that the girl was to do an incredibly long essay or clip the courtyard lawn with a pair of scissors. “Yes, it is hardly any punishment, unless you are an incredibly sore loser.” McGonagall said as if noticing the turmoil bubble in her student’s brain nevertheless she continued, “I want to play a few rounds, but you must be honest to any question I propose.” Yes, there was always a clever catch to McGonagall’s task. The student only nodded dreading this chess game already. The professor moved first taking a good position on the board. “Did you thoroughly recover from the Wide Eye potion?” “Yes, but I can still feel some muscle aches from being knocked out for that long.” She replied honestly while moving a piece of her own.

“You surely are cleverer than to take such an expensive amount.” She said it as a fact rather than a question like anyone else would. Another piece moved to compromise her opponent. “Funny story I suppose, I had it recklessly on my nightstand opened to cure of course but being in a sleepy haze and a dim-lit room I drank it instead of the water I had placed to the side.” With a humorous but defeated sigh, the student replied. It sounded like an idiotic excuse, and she hoped her professor would see the truth and not think her careless enough to drink such a high dosage. A piece was moved to avoid any critical attacks from the Professors side. “Ah, wonderful move you put up a good fight.” She continued “You are a smart girl, wise in your own right. You have good scores and a rather good record for staying out of trouble” her eyes flickered up from the chessboard to her student. “All those things don’t necessarily mean you don’t do things you’re not supposed to, but you are far better and hiding your tracks.” ‘This lady is onto me hardcore’ the girl thought but was she just going to sit here and pick apart all of what she would consider accomplishments… well this was supposed to be a punishment after all. “You would do well to keep it up. Mistakes are inevitable but the smaller the mistake the lesser it matters.” The Professor watched the hopeful confusion on her student's face as she moved a vital piece on the board winning her the match. Hoho she still has it. The girl thinking, she was about to get watched like a hawk was surprised at how mischievous the pious Professor McGonagall really was. You could practically see the fire of tricks and cunning in her eyes. She looked down at a very crushing defeat on the board and it solidified in her mind that the scariest teacher was not any mean potions master or the next serial killer Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but the regal professor in front of her. “You are dismissed for dinner.” She said with a curt nod.

Settling in for dinner at the Gryffindor table was one of many orange-haired students, but his curly and a face finally filed in enough to suit his worn glasses. He stood slightly tall against the crowd making it a point to not slouch he looked high and mighty and to most like he had a stick shoved down under. His eyes however were wandering around the dining hall not bothering to engage with his table mates. He thought he was more or less subtle about the whole ordeal; he’s a Prefect and it was his job to watch out for the students no matter the house. Then as if he manifested her arrival, she entered a while after the last group of students. She sat with her friends and looked as though she was retelling what she had just gone through. She seemed rather tired but still as spirited as ever. A small relief.

“What in Godricks beard has you so distracted Percy?” Oliver’s voice pulled Percy out of his thoughts “Nothing has me distracted,” he replies with a harsher pronunciation of distracted. “Yeah right, you say that while making eyes at a girl across the way” Replied Olivier with a rather playful tone to it. The Prefect decided it was best that he just ignores Wood and focus on finishing dinner and studying, making a point not to look up at his former study partner, fully missing when she would glance his way with a mischievous gaze. She watched the redhead scrunch his nose in disapproval while he read and ate. Always too proper and studious she wondered if he ever had a moment to step out of his box. Or if he even cared to try. Perhaps, just maybe she could get him to live a little more. A plan was already spreading through her mind like wildfire nothing serious of course but maybe she could just spend time with him to see if he was really what he portrayed. She would have to wait till tomorrow night to put her little plan into action. She was much too tired to attempt a ‘thrilling adventure’ that night, and even though she was wonderfully mischievous and always down for adventure she knew that all her makeup work would not finish itself. So unfortunate to have to sacrifice a few hours for some self-preservation and get good grades. Alas, she still made her way quickly out of the great hall oblivious to the eyes on her back. The following day Percy sat at his usual table in the library scrunched up and folded over his work, various assignments and essays scattered methodically across the table in Infront of him. He was acutely aware of the pain in his neck and shoulders and how the three fingers holding his quill seemed to scream after every sentence he wrote. He didn’t even see a figure approach and sit down across from him until they started writing and the scratching of a second quill took him out of his train of thought. “Woah, you look absolutely awful Percy” the familiar girl in front of him exclaimed. Perhaps he had been studying and running his hands through his hair excessively but awful? “Is it a week of wide-eye potion bad though?” Percy quipped back quickly “Ooo and he bites back!” She retorts with a quiet chuckle. Percy let a mix of a snort and a laugh which surprises both of them and the slight volume of it makes them both look down at their work to look as inconspicuous as possible. Percy looks up first and the sight of her surprising a laugh suddenly makes him nervous. “But really, are you feeling better?” he asks quietly. Its her turn to look up but with a little surprise, the thoughtfulness of his standard question felt different than the 50 times she heard it from her house and classmates after returning to class. “Yeah,” she smiled “Yeah I feel better, thank you by the way; you didn’t have to trouble with a random classmate.” “Well, I’m a Prefect of course I would-” Percy started truthfully but hesitated to continue after he caught glimpse of slight disappointment on his study partner's face. It only lasted a millisecond before her face went back to a more strained smile nearly identical to her first. He felt even more nervous now. “I still appreciate it.” Percy opted to just nod this time, a silence fell, and he opted to wrap his sore fingers back around the quill he didn’t recall setting down. The small aches and pains felt 20 times heavier now or at least he was more aware of it now and nothing seemed to bother him more at this very moment. Time went on it was getting late into the evening, and they didn’t seem to know they missed dinner together, too kept up in small glances across the table, the popping noises when one of them stretches their back and the small smiles exchanged after. Percy noticed his tablemate had stopped writing he looked up. She was casually fidgeting with the soft end of the quill in her hands, she was looking over at the bookshelves all around them seemingly in another dimension.

Pretty

“Hey, you’ll never finish if your mind is elsewhere…” He spoke lowly to not startle her as she looked back at him, she smirked “Oh, I finished a while ago.” “You what?” “I finished?” “Oh.”

“No ones here anymore Percy.” “What?” “Miss Dropped these keys off with us because you’re a Prefect and will lock up, she didn’t want to ruin your focus I suppose.” “Oh.”

At this point, she just starts laughing startling Percy once her laughter died down she asked earnestly “Are you okay?” ‘What an odd question’ he thought to himself obviously he was fine, his assignments were on schedule, he wasn’t sick, and he even got praised by McGonagall for his Prefect work. Of course, he was fine. Well, he probably took too long to answer and the confused look on his face made her smile. “When was the last time you took time for yourself?” she asked leaning in towards the table. “This… is time for… me?” he replied. “Well Mr. Prefect, it is just past after hours would you walk me back to my dorm?” “Sure yeah, I’ll lock up” They walked at a slow pace down the hall with small talk lingering in the air until they were interrupted by a stomach growling something fierce and a certain redhead's ears turning bright red simultaneously. “I’m sure it would be okay if we stopped by the kitchens if you want?” she spoke softly “no that’s against the rules” “Mmhm but I’m also very hungry.” She retorted, then swiftly turned down the hall towards the kitchens making Percy skid to a stop and stare down the hall she started down. “Hey. No, hey!” is all he could get out before he chose to speed walk after her. God, she was fast getting into the kitchen before he could catch up to her. “You’re awfully stubborn,” Percy said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “You just noticed?” she smiled back at him before rummaging through smiling wider after hearing him scoff loudly. “Hey, you like bread, right? And cheese? Maybe we could have a little French moment” The girl said looking back at him, he would have rejected the whole concept of sneaking food, it's not like midnight snacking at the burrow but the thought of any consumable food made his stomach growl loudly once more. “Thought so!” she exclaimed about to hand him some of her findings till the sound of filches loud steps echoed towards the kitchens. She took off quietly out a different entrance giving Percy no choice but to follow. Once far enough away from suspicion Percy piped up “We could have pretended you know- " “pretended what?” “That I caught you stealing and walked past filch?” He said matter of factly.

“Oh, that would have been easier huh, I’m so used to the running.” She grinned. “… Used to the running? You do this often?” “No comment, but here!” she handed over some bread and cheese, and he accepted this time. They were in a dim hall mostly lit by the moon seeping in from a window between them, it was a comfortable silence as he kept scanning the halls with his eyes and she counted his freckles. He glanced back at her locking eyes, he felt nervous again. “I’m sorry to drag you around where you are uncomfortable.” She said quietly. What he said next surprised her “Do you want to look at the stars?” “Yes.” She agreed as he started weaving his way through the halls leaving her to be the one to follow till they were to a side exit “Careful stepping out the stirs are odd” Percy stated offering a hand to help her maneuver the steps. “I didn’t know this was even here.” She said keeping his hand after reaching the middle of the steps and sitting with him. “Just a small Hogwarts secret of mine. I’m sure more know but it’s nice to feel like you have a small secret of your own you know?” he continued after watching her nod. “All my siblings have their exciting stories and adventures around the castle so even if it's not exactly daily prophet worthy it's nice to think I have something too.” “We should have more adventures then.” She said bumping his shoulder with hers lightly. “That would be a little bit out of the question for me.” He replied regaining his rigidness. Not wanting to lose this more vulnerable Percy she squeezed his hand to redirect his thoughts. He snapped his eyes to their interlocked hands but didn’t make an effort to move them. Why didn’t he move his hand? Why did he like how the small circles she drew gave him comfort? They sat like that for a while looking at the vast stars. She felt sleep pulling her and gazed over at Percy with stinging eyes, he was fighting the same battle it seems. She bumped his shoulder lightly again pulling him back to their reality, he silently understood and separated their hands to stand and dust off their clothing a bit before heading down the halls once more. Not much was said till they reached back to her respective dorm. “Thank you, Percy… for showing me.” He nodded and before she could enter, he spoke up. “Back in the library you stayed with me after you were finished with your work… why?” she stepped back in front of him “You make me feel comfortable, I suppose I just enjoy being around you” he gave a hesitant small laugh “Well you make me nervous-“ he said without much thought “Do I?” she grinned a little embarrassment must have shown. “No, no!” Percy panicked “Not in a bad way of course I just mean…” He trailed off noticing just how close they were, he could smell her light and sweet perfume just slightly, time felt slow, but he could have sworn she leaned in only a little, yet he couldn’t get himself to move, forward or back not till she pulled away “Goodnight, Mr. Prefect” and entered her dorm.

#percy weasley x reader #percy weasley #harry potter fanfiction #weasley headcanon #weasley x reader

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lilbeanz · 8 months

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Lately I've been pondering alot on footwear in the wizarding/wixen world...

There's so much to tap into fashion wise...like what the hell does just "robes" even mean Terf-face McRowling????

And I feel like the fan base has done such a wonderful job to portray their own beautiful and unique designs and descriptions... but not so much on shoes 🤔

Like the most generic thing is for them to be walking around in muggle shoes or "loafers" or "dragonhide boots"....

Hell no. These mfs are walking around rocking THESE bad bois!!!

✨️S L I P P E R S✨️

At least for dress robes, formal wear, and those who are fun, fancy biatches on the daily......

#harry potter #SHOES #hp fanart #lilbeanz #lilbeanzdrawings #draco malfoy #lucius malfoy #narcissa malfoy #luna lovegood #albus dumbledore #severus snape #ronald weasley #fandom stuff #headcanons #design

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teaforthotxxx · 4 months

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I feel like Professor Regulus Black would be such a shit once Harry starts playing quidditch. Like sure thats his son but fuck Gryffindors. As the head of Slytherin house, he would show up to Harry’s games in full silver and green. He stands in the Slytherin stands with giant banners for Slytherin. It annoys Harry to no end. Because he knows Reggie loves him but Harry is a Gryffindor and he wants more support for Gryffindor.

Harry would beg Remus to dress up in Red and gold but of course be wouldn’t. Professor Lupin doesn’t care about Quidditch. Harry goes as far as to beg Minerva Mcgonagall to dress up but none of the Gryffindor professors are willing to break dress code for this.

But, then, he gets an idea right before the Christmas Quidditch games. He knows that he may not convince his professors to dress up but there is one way to make them wear what he wants. So, he commissions two giant couple scarves from Mrs Molly Weasley. Both red and gold. He gives them to his dad James Potter and his godfather Sirius Black as early Christmas presents. Then, he asks them to wear them to his game.

AND just as he planned, he sees Remus and Sirius in the Gryffindor stands wrapped in a giant scarf. Remus looks begrudging but he can’t resist how happy it makes Sirius. Then, Harry swoops past the Slytherin stands, he finds Regulus and James snuggled in one giant red and gold scarf. They are still in slytherin but the banners have changed to “Go Harry!” and “THATS OUR SON!”. James was such a sap he wanted them to wear couples costumes and as Gryffindor’s previous headboy, he just HAD to wear red and gold. So, Reg was wearing his old quidditch jersey cute gold rings with rubies.

Harry is so proud he pulled one over Regulus. But, more importantly, he can’t stop laughing at the shocked expressions on Malfoy’s and Zabini’s faces!!

#harry potter #hp fic #marauders #marauders era #james potter #remus lupin #jegulus #peter pettigrew #sirius black #wolfstar #hp lore #headcanon #quidditch #minerva mcgonagall #molly weasley #draco malfoy #blaise zabini

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radical-ghostface · 4 months

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HOGWARTS LEGACY

NSFW TWT LINKS

Lazy morning sex with Seb

Seb fingering you in the RoR

Overstimming with Omi

Helping Seb celebrate after winning a quidditch match

Messy tit jobs with Garreth in prof Sharp's classroom

Facesitting with Omi

Alone time with Omi in the Undercroft

Teasing Garreth

Seb fucking you after a stressful day of classes

Make up sex with Seb

Garreth likes it when you take control

Seb can't keep his hands off you after seeing you in his sweater

Ominis knows how to use his hands

Garreth loves how you taste

Merciless Seb

Ruining sub Garreths orgasam

Making out with Omi in his dorm

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rafesmuse · 5 months

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˖ .♡ .˚⊹ ALL 11K CELEBRATION ASKS ⊹˚. ♡. ˖

a collection of the celebration asks i have done for my 11k celebration.

nav. // m.lists // obx daydreams // hp daydreams

— PORN LINKS

rafe cameron // vol. 2

jj maybank // vol. 2

sarah cameron // vol. 2

theo nott // vol. 2

fred weasley // vol. 2

george weasley // vol. 2

billy loomis // vol. 2

— BLURBS

RAFE CAMERON

teasing rafe with a lollipop

buying sexy costumes but rafe opens the package

rafe teasing and praising you while going down on you

rafe helping reader who has broken her leg

JJ MAYBANK

jj taking your virginity

enemies/fuck buddies with jj

— HEADCANONS

RAFE CAMERON

protective rafe with anxious reader

feeling bad about rafe spoiling you

THEO NOTT

holiday season with theo nott

cleaning up hockey!theo nott

FRED WEASLEY

fred hearing you talk sexually in your sleep

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kaciebello · 2 months

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Not even the addressee

Masterlist

Badger express ★

Theodore Nott x Hufflepuff ! reader (fem)

Summary: When Theodore's name gets misspelled he's not happy about it.

Warnings: no use of y/n, cigerets

Authors note: Haiya! This is a sequel series to the whole delivery one. This one is gonna focus on the boys separately! hope you enjoy it! English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes beforehand. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

word count: 1.1k

Song: Up to You - PRETTYMUCH, NCT Dream

Mr Theodore Nott was one of his kind. Or he liked to think so, when one of the Ravenclaw girls could not remember his name he was baffled. How dare she. She went through his whole friend group before she came to something resembling his name. He would understand if he was some kind of low-muggle-born. But he was part of what was essentially a royalty. Now, it did occur to him that she might have done it intentionally. He is not dumb, he very much knows all the mind tricks and hacks. And although it was supposed to get his yearning to make her remember his name, he was just mad. Mad is not enghou, he was pissed.

Sitting down and zoned out, he kept playing with the note in his hand. He did not even notice the Hufflepuff girl standing before him with a concerned look. He registered her only when she waved her hand in front of him. He jumped a bit and looked at her. Her yellow bow adorned her hair. Her usual uniform was covered in a long fluffy yellow sweater. Her arms were now retracted to her body.

It was not unusual to see her in the Slytherin common room. He wouldn't even bat an eye if he saw her in the boy's bathroom, or the chamber of secrets. To see her in his room was questionable. He may have asked a question, be it not his mood right now. He was just going to assume she was here to get something for Enzo.

“You okay?” She asked, still a bit startled by his quick movements. He just sighs and reaches over to his bedside table for a pack of cigarettes. He lights one up and offers the other one to her. The girl declines and waves her hand around to get the smoke away from her face. He shrugs and puts them into his pocket. He exhales the smoke and stares at the wall for a minute before speaking.

“You know my name right?” The girl looks at him even more puzzled. Of course, she knew his name, they had been friends for a few months now. Granted sometimes she calls him Theo and both he and Mattheo turn around, but that hardly seems like her fault. She was hesitant to answer.

“Have you changed it?” She asks. She does not mean to offend him if he perhaps decides to go by Denim or something like that. He just gives her a side eye before getting up to fetch the ashtray. She took a few tiny steps to get out of his way. When he passed her back, he gave her the note. She took a look at it. It was a love note alright, Theodore's name was misspelled in all the ways possible. Not even his last name was spelled right, missing one t at the end. The girl was starting to frown and Theodore could see she was getting mad. Finally, someone who understood him.

“Oh hell no!” She yelped. Theodores smiled in bliss, he knew he could count on the Hufflepuffs when it came to empathy. She took a few steps to him and grabbed his face so he could look at her.

“Who gave you this and how dare they steal my business.” His smile instantly dropped. She was mad but not for the same reason. looking up at her caged in her arms. For a second he thought it didn't matter if she did not know his name. But then he remembered that the Ravenclaw girls pretended to not know and he was pissed again.

“Is that what you're mad about?”

“YES!? What else?

“LOOK AT MY NAME!” Her eyebrows scrunched together and she took another look at the note. She read his name over and over again. Deep down she knew it was supposed to be his name, but it looked like a poor attempt by a kindergartener. Her lips twitched to a smile and her eyes kept flying between him and the note. She was trying to keep her giggles down, he knew it, and she was doing a horrible job at it. He was starting to lighten up.

“Who the fuck is Thieodor.” She laughed out loud. He hung his head in defeat. Debating whether or not to change it. Whether or not to change his whole identity. He however snapped when the girl in front of him placed her hand on his shoulder and wheezed at the fact that his last name is not written as Nott, but as Noot. His hands reach to the base of her neck. He stands up now towering over her.

She looked at him dazed, eyes full of tears from laughing, seemingly not releasing the position they were in. He's very close to her face, even closer than that one time she was forced to count his eyelashes as a dare. He leaned closer to her, only stopping by her ear. Her breaths were now quick and sharp.

“Theo?” She asked, her voice very weak and quiet. He liked it like that. He liked that she said his name, he liked that she knew his name. If she were to say it again, he swears his knees would bend and he would not be responsible for what was happening after that. He wanted to beg, he would never, but he wanted to. He didn’t answer her, rather he leaned in even closer. She could feel his breath on her neck.

“Say it again, say my name again.” He whispered. He was so close. One little move and he would kiss her neck and take their friendship on a different boat. He just needed to hear the magic words. He should have known something was wrong when she giggled first before speaking.

“Noot.” She says softly and starts laughing. He shoots up to his full height looking at her in disbelief. He pushes her away with a grimace as she continues laughing.

“Go fuck yourself.” He murmurs and lights up another cigarette. She was now on the floor clutching her stomach. There was nothing he could do but watch her. He waited till she was done. It took her a good 10 minutes. When she was done, she got up, her legs a little bit wobbly. She could not look at his face without smiling excessively but Theodore decided that it was enough for him.

“Let's go, we need to find the others.”

“Okay, Noot Noot.”

“Stop.”

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girl-named-matty · 2 months

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Sharing a bed with the Boys (Hogwarts Legacy Headcanons)

Sharing a bed with the boys. Tags: Fluff, Sharing a bed, gn!reader, Sebastian x Reader, Ominis x Reader, Garreth x Reader, Leander x Reader. (this is barely proofread haha) Rating: General Audiences

Summary: My Headcanons for sharing a bed with the boys!

Sebastian:

When you first asked him if he wanted to share a bed, he practically jumped straight in it. He was so excited.

But that was just the first time.

He stays up reading almost every night so good luck getting him into that bed in the first place after that.

And by late I mean genuinely unholy hours of the night kinda staying up and he wonders why he looks so tired.

If you do eventually get him in bed, it doesn’t take him long to actually fall asleep. Aside from the constant lack of sleep he usually gets, he’s always been one to fall asleep quickly.

He is a human body heater.

Some nights you may not even need a blanket because he’s just that warm.

I feel like Seb would be the kind of guy to practically sleep on top of you. Like not enough to crush you but instead it feels like a really nice weighted (and warm) blanket.

Except for this blanket snores.

Loud

I’m sorry I don’t make the rules.

Sometimes it's really annoying to share a bed with him and other times it's really nice.

If he ever comes to bed early, it’s how you know he’s had a rough day and just needs to be in your arms for comfort. ..

Ominis:

Unlike Sebastian who would totally be up to sharing a bed, he would be more hesitant.

It’s not like he doesn’t want to, per se, but he’s used to having his own space and he’s not necessarily the most touchy person. But eventually, he says he’s ready.

Kinda awkward the first few nights. He slept with his back towards you and didn't make any physical touch at all.

But after a couple of nights, he slowly starts making the shift to get closer to you and he comes to enjoy it.

After that, he finds it hard to sleep without you.

Due to not having the best childhood, he often has nightmares. And for him his nightmares are extremely unnerving due to the fact that he can’t see anything, only hear things.

But one of the best parts about sharing a bed with you is the fact that whenever his nightmares wake him up, you’re right there next to him.

He often finds himself reaching out for you in the middle of the night, just to make sure you’re still there.

He’s definitely a side sleeper so sometimes you’ll sleep in the spooning position together. This also reassures him a lot that you’re still next to him. ..

Garreth:

Didn’t take long for you two to start sharing a bed at all.

Since he has so many siblings he probably had to share a bed with one of his brothers at some point in his childhood anyway.

But just because he might be used to it does not mean he’s easy to share a bed with.

This boy is a BED HOGGER.

If you are quite literally not right up against him, you’re falling off the bed.

You thought Seb gets hot when he sleeps?

Well, Garreth has him beat by a LONG shot.

You could probably fry an egg on this man's back just saying.

But we all know Garreth has that soft tummy action going on so he’s super comfortable and when he’s not hogging the bed, it’s really nice to cuddle up to him.

When you too are cuddling, he wants to be as close to you as possible.

So, really, just the sweetest boy to ever exist. ..

Leander: (because he deserves his place on this list)

He’s similar to Ominis and opposite of Garreth.

Had very few siblings growing up, probably only one or two so he was used to having his own space. So it took him a while before he was all good with it.

This boy is lanky af.

It’s obviously okay. He’s tall, long, lanky, whatever you wanna call it.

So he probably sleeps with his legs up somehow to keep his feet from hanging off the bed/smacking into the headboard.

It probably took him a while to get used to cuddling with someone in bed but now that he’s used to it, he loves it.

He loves it when you sleep on his chest so he can wrap his arms around you and hold you close.

He’s definitely not a morning person so have fun getting him out of that bed.

Also has really bad bed-head. How do I know this? No man would style his hair the way he does unless he has bed-head so take my word for it.

100% a cuddler now. ...

Who should I do next? I was thinking Andrew and Amit but lmk in the comments!

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hxuse-xf-black · 8 months

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Fleur is simultaneously the person that is telling you to stop frowning because you'll get wrinkles and the person that is perpetually scowling.

#fleur delacour #fleur weasley #weasley headcanon #harry potter headcanon #headcanons

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percyweas1ey · 10 months

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My daily semi serious headcanon - Percy was totally a Smiths fan

#percy weasley #harry potter #hp headcanon #harry potter headcanon #percy weasley headcanon #Weasley headcanon

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kmt123whatsthetea · 9 months

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Fred and George Weasley headcanon

What would they be like with the new employee at Weasley Wizard Wheezes?

A/N: until I get any ideas, I'm going to try writing shorts and headcanons. If you have any requests for shorts or requests for stuff they’d do with the reader etc, I’ll be more than happy to write them.

T/W: NSFW, Our favourite twins being pervy, maybe slightly dark (unknown ownership and the reader is innocent and unaware of the pervy twins’ antics), spanking, pinching, groping, nicknames, praise, drugging? (mentions of aphrodisiacs, sex pollen, and love potions), Smell kink? (like perfume and scent sniffing)

Both twins

- They’d be all over you, fact

-At first, they thought you didn't mind their attention, but then it dawned on them that you were innocent enough to not notice (that didn't stop them)

-One would ask you to bend down and get something or stand on the step ladder to reach higher stock, the other would be enjoying every glimpse of your underwear

-They would definitely get you a uniform, which would be a very short skirt and a top that shows a lot of skin (they just tell you that its standard uniform and that some of the products stain clothes)

-And if your uniform is ‘crooked’, they’ll happily adjust it for you

-You were so eager for the job that you barely even read your contract (luckily for them)

-In small print was a paragraph that stated that you belonged to them and that they could do anything they wanted to you, ANYTHING

-Making mistakes has its advantages

They won't dock your pay or give you a warning, they’ll just pinch your thighs or give your ass and pussy spanks until you learn your lesson (Fred started this punishment)

-If a customer takes a liking to you or tries to make a move, the twins will slip him some puking pastilles (they have their ways)

-If a customer is mean, they’ll let you sit on one of their laps whilst they comfort you (again, this customer will be getting some puking pastilles for making their favourite girl upset)

-Anything new they make, they try on you (or so they tell you. They only want you to test the new line of ‘potions’ that they have made *cough* aphrodisiac and a sex pollen potions *cough*)

-At first, they wanted to compete for you, but they realised that two heads are better than one

-If Ron comes in and tries to make a move, they bar him from entering (until Molly finds out and sends them a howler)

-They’re waiting for the right moment to spike you with a love potion

Fred Weasley

-Fred is more handsy

-If your thigh is showing, his hands are already there

-If you’re on the stepladder, he will definitely grope your ass and tell you that he's making sure you don't fall

-One of his sneaky tricks involves dropping a small box that has small pieces inside onto you, he's just hoping that some of those pieces will fall out between your tits and he’s more than happy to reach between them to get them out

-If its George’s day off and a customer makes you upset, you will have to hold him back because he will whip his wand out (his magic wand, you dirty minds)

-He’s more possessive of you, and more handsy, and meaner (he will make sure you make a mistake just to punish you)

-Fred has taken a liking to calling you Kitten

George Weasley

-George is sweeter

-He can be just as sneaky as Fred, but he’ll praise you more often than he’ll punish you

-If you get tired when you stand at the till, he won't let you use the chair. As far as he’s concerned, you’re only allowed to sit on his lap or not sit at all (so he’ll just sit down and make you sit on his lap)

-If a customer is mean to you, George will stroke your hair (whilst you’re on his lap) and press small kisses to your cheek, which you think he’s doing to make you smile but he’s doing it cause he loves how you smell

-There have been times where you pout to him about Fred’s punishments, but he just strokes your hair and pretends to feel sorry, saying something like “you should have been a good girl and then Fred won't pinch those pretty little thighs”

-If you come to work and it's raining outside, George will let you change into a shirt of his whilst your clothes dry (he won't wash that shirt, he’ll keep it and smell it whilst his hand works wonders *wink* *wink*)

-George has taken a liking to calling you bunny

#george weasley #george weasley fic #george weasley x fem #george weasley x y/n #george weasley x you #fred and george #fred weasely x y/n #fred weasley #fred weasley smut #fred weasly x reader #fred weasley headcanons #george weasley headcanon #weasley twins #weasley twins smut #fred weasley fic #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x fem!reader #george weasly x reader

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5sospenguinqueen · 11 days

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Sebastian: I have a crush... on MC.

Garreth: Same.

Sebastian: What?!

Ominis: Get with the times, Sebastian. We all have a crush on MC.

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lithiumfae · 1 year

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nsfw headcanons | weasley twins, harry, ron and draco.

warning: filth, don’t blame me.

❥ george weasley.

experienced. this man has slept his way through all the houses, he tends to go for hufflepuffs.

he is the type of guy that guides you through it, no teasing.

he seems like the type of guy that’s into oral sex (he prefers receiving). he is also into LOUD sex, he will try his hardest to make his partner scream just to shush her right after.

“keep it down, they’re gonna hear you” said with a straight face.

he likes to be in control without being a don.

i see him as more of an ass man…

he totally goes for tall girls, there’s just something about a woman close to his height that does it for him.

the type to ask “mmm?” with a fake sad face mocking his partner when she moans too loud.

favourite position: doggy.

❥ fred weasley.

also experienced. everyone is aware of this because he WONT shut up about it.

he likes to poke fun if his partner is not savvy enough, jokes, jokes and more jokes.

he’s into short people because that makes it easier to, you guessed it, make fun of them.

this man will ask the nastiest question the human brain could conjugate in front of everyone.

“have you ever done it prone bone?” next is the sound of everyone’s spoons hitting the floor as their mouths hang open.

if the phrase red flag was a person it would be him, but we are all blind i guess. will occasionally go for the girl george finds hot just to prove a point.

boob man 100%

he loves to give oral, he loves how shy girls get when he smiles up at them.

favourite position: standing.

❥ harry potter.

he was a virgin for the longest time and it shows.

he loves making out, sometimes you think he prefers it over sex.

he flushes all the way down to his chest, rosy patches on his pale skin.

he is on the submissive side, he loves being marked.

he asks for hickies. he likes the ones that can be seen.

he prefers taller people too, the type of dude to have a crush on Lady Dimitrescu.

eye contact. he looks at you with his eyes and mouth wide open, he pants and nods his head asking a silent question.

“yes?”

when he’s getting a blowjob he doesn’t know what to do with his hands, he’ll have them in the air clenching and unclenching a fist, trying so hard not to pull your hair.

the type of dude to say thank you lmaooooo

boob man too.

favorite position: cowgirl. DEFINITELY.

❥ ron weasley.

red flag personified part 2.

he’s such a jealous man but he won’t let you know until you’re having sex and you notice he refuses to kiss you.

he likes it rough and fast but he can somehow go for the next round not even 15 minutes after the first one.

stamina?????? hello?????

he likes to finger girls because it allows him to look at their faces and focus on the expressions they make.

he’s definitely shagged half the gryffindor tower but none of the girls brag about it??? he’s lowkey sad about it but also their loss yk what i mean.

sometimes he cries when he cums. it’s a little pathetic but it’s ron so it’s okay.

he gets off by having sex with slytherin girls, his ego loves it.

the type of dude to get into an enemies to lovers kind of deal.

“yeah? aren’t you embarrassed getting fucked by the bloke you hate?”

definitely into humiliation and degradation.

ass man.

favourite position: good old missionary.

❥ draco malfoy.

for all his mean bravado he is actually quite the gentleman.

if anyone out of these 5 men knows where the clit is it would definitely be him.

he likes it rough but not fast.

he is totally a dom but he is definitely not aware he is one, he doesn’t even know that those dynamics have names.

likes to pull girls’ hair to make them focus, he’ll even do it outside the bedroom. if you’re distracted while he’s telling you something at lunch he’ll pull your ponytail.

he is also into giving oral, opposite to fred he does it because HE likes it.

boobs boobs boobs boobs, oh how he loves boobs.

has a weak spot for girls with round faces.

“oh i’m so sorry love, such a pretty face stained with tears” all said with a very soft voice almost as if he was truly sorry.

he likes it wet, wet to the point where it sounds filthy.

favourite position: sideways or spooning.

#harry potter headcanon #harry potter x reader #george weasley x reader #fred weasley x reader #ron weasley x reader #draco malfoy x reader

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