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freuleinanna · 1 year

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night randez-vous

Young Masriel AU in which Asriel lets Stelmaria scope out the area before sneaking into Marisa’s room.

the idea & gifs by @tragicotps So uuuh... *nervous chuckle* I did a thing, and I hope it's okay? You absolutely destroyed me with that post, and I wanted to write it as soon as I stopped screaming in my pillow over how talented you are. It's insane, you're insane, I love your work 💛

I am also crediting @queenofnabooty because the "worse half/better half" exchange came from your tags and I died laughing, I hope you don't mind :D

Word count: 1,130 Also on: AO3

'You're late.' 'You weren't exactly elaborate in your instructions.' Within the amber eyes, a mild rebuke and a twinkle, almost a teasing. 'We spent some time searching for your room.'

The stars are dancing, and the candles are lit, and lovers are, as lovers always are on nights like this, awake and longing.

Marisa, in bed, is doing her best to concentrate on the pages, but her mind wanders. She finds herself looking at the door way more often than she promised herself she would. She also finds her heart leaping at every sound. It shouldn't do that, they agreed long ago. Distracted, she almost starts biting her nails again, a habit that has long been beaten.

'Oh, hush.'

Her daemon chatters lightly, restless because she is. A frown on her face, when she buries her nose back in the book, is not the kind that causes trouble. She hasn't turned a page once this evening. Both are well aware of that.

A sound comes three long quarter-hours later, and it is not the sound she expects. Instead of careful steps, a barely audible scratching.

'Hush, I said!' Marisa scolds, before she realizes that the monkey is listening, too. Tilting a head, he regards the door, his tail curled in a golden question mark. Looks are exchanged: his – sharp and insistent, hers – well, hers is softer for once. Their nature keeps getting mixed up in unpredictable ways.

As the scratching continues, her daemon jumps on the bed and squeaks eagerly.

'Him, you think?' A swelling, arythmic noise in her chest. Then, with a nod, 'Yes, who else.'

She kicks the covers off, throws on a robe. Pauses before the mirror to check her reflection and put a few unruly curls back to their place. Then hurries to the door. Then comes back for a candle. Just in case it's someone else, to pretend she was sleeping, and just lit it, and surely did not expect–

Silky gold at her knees, pushing her forward.

'Ohhh!' she exclaims in a whisper, unable to even get properly mad. Then finally, finally–

There isn't anyone at the door. Marisa opens it just a crack at first, then wider. The hallway is dark and empty to the eyes, as her expectations grow dark an empty, too.

Maybe he left. Maybe she waited too long. Maybe he thought her asleep. How could he have thought her asleep? What a rude, intolerable...

Shadows come alive suddenly. One in particular does, and Marisa recognizes the graceful step. Candlelight turns the pearliness of the leopard's fur to near-gold, like her own daemon's; colors the eyes amber. Stelmaria slides closer, greeting Marisa with a slow whisk of a tail.

'We thought you changed your mind.'

A deep voice blends with the curtains' rustling. To the right, a window is open, leading to a cascade of balconies on the outer wall. She must have come through there. Marisa's eyes examine the shadows for a moment, trying to guess where Asriel might be.

Not far, though. The thought is warming.

'You came,' she smiles down at Stelmaria. The leopard nods with her usual enigmatic expression, yet looks subtly pleased. 'You're late.'

'You weren't exactly elaborate in your instructions.' Within the amber eyes, a mild rebuke and a twinkle, almost a teasing. 'We spent some time searching for your room.'

'So, where's your worse half?'

If leopards could snort, that's what this sound would have been. Stelmaria glances at the windows.

'Conquering heights. Where's your better half?'

The monkey brushes past Marisa's legs, chattering excitedly, though making sure to lower his voice. His fur in orange light is gilded with a color so deep, it shines from within.

It's sweet, to see the mightly leopard in such a twitter. She grumbles tenderly, then treads forward to let the monkey throw his golden arms around her neck. She even gives him a lick on a shoulder. Both let out a sigh of the deepest content.

The same emotion is trembling in Marisa's own chest, lungs, hands, a longing so profound she can hardly stand it for a moment longer. The need to hold, and to be held. To call him his. Her Asriel.

She bites her lip, and worries. Outside, the rain is splattering – in quietude, gusts of air through the window bring its noise.

'Why would he climb the balconies, or the roof? It isn't safe. He's being reckless.'

'We couldn't go through the house', Stelmaria hums, 'the help was everywhere. And he was determined to come see you.'

She pauses, with something resembling a smile. 'Of course, he's not as agile as I am, hence the delay.'

Marisa bites a nail again, frowning. With the utmost care, the leopard slides out of embrace. Her voice is spiked with honey as she comforts Marisa by settling on the floor right at her side. Down below and out of the orange shimmer, she regains her ghostly silver frame once more.

'He's close, child. I can feel him.'

The monkey comes to lay a hand on her neck. Marisa aches to do the same, but Stelmaria, probably knowing her better than she knows herself, is already whispering a caution.

'We don't want him to fall.'

Well, that is true. Being away from your daemon, albeit barely, and then a feeling so intense and unexpected – he could fall. So Marisa waits, and keeps tangling her hair, and longs in silence. She could look out of the window and see him. She doesn't want to distract him. Three pairs of eyes, none moves away from a wide frame behind the curtains rustling in the night.

Then – a creak, a thump, a loud breath, and Asriel is here, grinning in triumph. Stelmaria perks up. He greets the daemon with a hearty laughter and a rub over her forehead, but his eyes are already drawn to Marisa. He does not lose more time.

He's cold and wet all over, hair slicked with rain. When he lifts her and turns, Marisa laughs the happiest she ever did in life. Her heart leaps. Asriel keeps every promise at once by kissing her in the only way he vowed to – like she is his, forever will be. A longing in Marisa's soul finally soothes and purrs, even though the bastard nuzzles her neck, leaving chilly raindrops on her skin. She only laughs, they both do.

'I say, lady Coulter, you made me run around like a whipped boy.' Asriel is playing with her hair, smug as ever. Marisa feels soft and light in his arms.

'I say, lord Belacqua, it's the least I'm going to put you through.'

'Oh, I sincerely can't wait.'

He sweeps her up, with shushes and whispers covering their joy, and carries her inside. Their daemons follow.

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By dawn, they're all asleep in a tangle: Marisa on Asriel's shoulder, her golden monkey curled up happily by his other side, and Stelmaria sprawling behind Marisa, nose to her back.

#FOR THE LONGEST GODDAMN TIME #these gifs weren't showing up on GIF search #and then as soon as i spammed the owner BAM of course they did #smh #hdm #hdm au #hdm fic #his dark materials #masriel #marisa coulter #asriel belacqua #marisa x asriel #asriel x marisa #young masriel #stelmaria #stelmarisa my love #golden monkey

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buddahkat · 2 years

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Bathroom lewks for my 12 lead EKG. Apparently my anti-arythmic medication should be monitored. All this heart stuff. Grateful to be doing well, wishing I could spend my money on a vacation. Plastic surgery even. So many things. #priviledged #goodhealthcare #letsseewhatsnext https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgmlv1Lu6-kIyUwlB5sKlZKudLUxsOhcUO33yM0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#priviledged #goodhealthcare #letsseewhatsnext

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poetryinthedark · 2 years

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Settling In

The cries went unheard for so long

hot tears scrolling down her face

deepening the lines and the tiny frag-

ments of light there...

How could she have known, that

it would end like this?

That Pythoness in the scarlet dress.

Where had it come from?

She stood in the stewed soil

tinted with rust and listened

to the worm-song as the barely

visible things lurk, scrounge,

and slurp just out of reach.

They know that heartbeat...

Arythmic, syncopated, and slow.

Holding that medalion, the sigil

with its dark emanations.

I had asked her not to go. Pleaded even,

but the siren's call was unresistable;

seeping through the cracks in the corners

of our world.

Somehow they knew that loss,

more tangible than a full belly,

than two hands clasped tightly -

now forgotten.

Emptiness sings in false memory

cavorting with these forgotten things

leaving me standing shin deep

in the muck and I smile

as a tear evaporates.

She disappears more and more

with each passing day.

#poetry #spilled ink #love #poetryriot #twc #twisted #creative writing #art #visionary #poets on tumblr

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ericleo108 · 1 year

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I asked how she made her Arythmic inventions

And she said it came from her Auspicious decisions

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davihr · 1 year

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Смотрите видео "Kazik, Mazzoll & Arythmic Perfection - Ropa Świętej Anny" в приложении YouTube Music

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#Youtube

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alexsnewbeginning · 3 years

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Muggles and magic

So you will say to me that muggles can’t study magic ?Really ? Not even History of Magic ?Potions ?Care for Magical Creatures ?Arithmancy ?Divination ?

Or even others you will really say to me that they can’t learn it ?

I don’t believe in it.

Anyway fuck the code of secret.

#history of magic #divination #arithmancy #bathilda bagshot #potions #care for magical creatures #newt scamander #i'm a shit in tags TwT #arythmancy

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philoursmars · 4 years

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Voilà ! C’est le moment du vote : lequel préférez-vous ? Which one do you prefer ? Digame !

1 Akel Haurer : “Maqu'ro" (Axel Bauer: “Cargo")

2 Arythmics: “Louch" (Eurythmics: "Touch”)

3 Grasse Jaunes: “Ilsan Loeuf" (Grace Jones: “Island Life”)

4 Niania Gross: “Niania" (Diana Ross: “Diana")

5 Brayar Fletry: “Don’t Spot The Panse" (Bryan Ferry: “Don’t Stop The Dance")

6 Sadic: “Shit Life" (Sade: “Diamond Life")

7 Etienne Dodo: “La Porte, la Porte" (Etienne Daho: “La Notte, la Notte")

8 Donn'à Sa Mère: “The Vand'Orer" (Donna Summer: “The Wanderer")

9 Ja Masse: “En Noir et Rouge" (Jeanne Mas: “En “Rouge Et Noir”)

Pourquoi ressortir ce post ? Comme 4 ou 5 autres,, il reçoit des likes venant de “faux sites” et j’aime pas ça !

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maeamian · 4 years

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Another thing I love about these boys is that they both wag their tails so enthusiastically that I can hear it if I’m not looking

#Just like a rythmic gentle thumping on the floor #Absolutely superb #Not to be confused with the arythmic thumping of playing with a toy #Or the not gentle thumping of them fighting

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cryingoverafictionalcharacter · 3 years

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We Have A Pool?!

Summary: There’s a secret swimming pool at Hogwarts. Y/N discovered it purely on accident in her first year, and it has become her safe place, that is until a particular Weasley find it as well.

Warnings: SMUT! (fingering, vaginal, etc) SMUT WITH PLOT IN A POOL YALL (ok I heard pool sex can be not great for everyone, so maybe don’t try it unless your into that then go off) Swearing, no proof reading, an irrational amount of commas because the public school system failed me. The end

Word Count: 2.3K

A/N: OK so IDK if there's canonically a pool at Hogwarts, I just heard it in a starkid play and was like “Hey, I like that” So I made it all up so if there is/isn’t actually a pool pls don’t come for me. Also HAPPY NEW YEAR! I hope you’re all happy and are making progress to becoming even happier.

Your elbows rested on the desk in front of you, your fingers rubbing circles into your temples as you tried to pay attention to the class in front of you. This past week had been stressful to say the least, you had three different essays, all needing to be at least four pages long, as well as a potions exam and a herbology quiz. To say you were excited for the weekend was an understatement.

And you knew just where you were going to spend it.

As soon as class was dismissed, you started packing your bag as quickly as possible, wanting to get to your room to finish your homework and change before going to your favorite spot for some much needed stress relief.

You practically ran out of the class, heading straight to the Gryffindor common room, but before you could get far, two tall bodies appeared at your left and right sides.

“Someone seems to be in a hurry” Fred said, looking to George who nodded in agreement.

“Indeed, where are we off to Y/N?” George asked.

“Oh, its a wonderful place, I don’t think you would have head of it. It’s called nun ya” You said, causing the boys to raise an eyebrow at you.

“Nun ya?” Fred asked

“Nun ya business” You joked, causing the older red to head to gasp in feign hurt, while George tried to stifle a laugh.

You and the twins had been friends since you were children, being next door neighbors and being the same age meant you spent a lot of time together, especially when your parents went on business trips and left you at the burrow. You had grown to become really close to them. However, over the past few years George and Angelina had started hanging out more, leaving you and Fred to get closer.

This wouldn’t have been a problem if you didn’t have a giant crush on him.

“Wow, were your best friends in the world and you wont even tell us where you’re going. I’m hurt!” Fred cried, making you laugh a bit.

“I’m just going back to my room to do some homework. I’ll see you guys at dinner yeah?” You asked, turning to wave at the two boys, who stood in confused silence as they watched you walk away.

“Well, she’s hiding something” George said.

“Definitely” Fred agreed.

A few hours later, you had gotten dinner, finished your homework, and were currently laying in bed, waiting for Angelina and Katie to fall asleep. After a while, their breathing evened out, and you quietly got out of bed, putting your pillow under the covers to make it look like you were still sleeping there just in case one of them woke up.

You tip toed out of the room, making sure to close the door as quietly as possible before making your way down the steps, and out of the common room. Once you were a bit farther away, you cast lumos to navigate better through the hallway. You took a right, then a left, then another left, before finally finding your way to the empty arythmancy classroom.

You made your way to the bookcase on the far left side of the room, running your finger along the spines before landing on a familiar blue cover labeled The Geometry of Liquids. You pulled the book back until you heard a click, pushing the bookcase forward which easily swung open to reveal a hallway.

You couldn’t help but smile as the smell of salt water filled your nose, quickly stepping behind the book case before closing it behind you. As you walked further down the hallway, you began to see a blue light, finally turning the last corner, you found yourself in an abandoned dungeon, with a large pool in the middle of it.

You had accidentally stumbled across this room in your fourth year. You were bored, all of your friends either at Hogsmeade or detention Fred and George, and had found the abandoned classroom. You started going through the books, and the rest is history. You had been coming here at least once a week ever since.

You muttered the spell to stop the light coming from your wand, the pool somehow giving off its own soft blue light, before removing your shirt and sleep shorts, exposing the green bikini you had put on earlier.

Walking closer to the edge, you took a few running steps before plugging your nose and jumping off the pool wall, landing in the water below.

You sat there for a moment, allowing the cool feeling to sink deeper into your body. You had gotten a lot better at holding your breath over the years, still eventually you had to come back to the surface for air, which you did. You wiped the water off your face, opening your eyes to find a pair of dark brown ones looking back.

“Fred!” You screamed, surprised by his sudden presence. He stood at the edge of the water in a pair of jersey shorts and a t-shirt, his jaw on the floor as he looked at you, then to the rest of the room.

“What are you... who’d you get here?” You continued, his silence making you a bit nervous.

“We have a pool?” He asked looking back to you, causing you to nod.

“Yeah...” You said, feeling a bit guilty for not telling him before.

You had planned on telling him, along with the rest of your friends, but you were worried that word would get around and it would become a new party spot, which meant it would only be a matter of time before a teacher found it and blocked it off.

“How long have you known this was here?” Fred asked.

You sighed, swimming to the side wall and pulling yourself out, ringing out your hair before crossing your arms in front of you.

“A while” You mumbled, feeling a bit ashamed.

“And you didn’t tell us because...” He started, wanting an explanation.

“I didn’t want everyone to find out, because then the teachers would find out-”

“And then nobody would be able to use it” Fred finished, causing you to nod, still refusing to meet his eyes, your own question suddenly popping into your mind.

“Wait, how did you find it?” You asked, finally looking up to meet his gaze, your heart beating a bit faster at the eye contact.

Now it was Fred’s turn to look guilty. “I followed you”

“You fo- why!” You shouted

“I’m sorry! It’s just, you were upset earlier and you seemed really excited about something, and then I saw you walking around and I don’t know I just followed you.” Fred blurted out, looking at you with a nervous expression.

“Ok fine, I’m not mad at you if you’re not mad at me” You tried to reason, wanting a truce.

“Deal” He said smiling, holding out his hand for you to shake, which you did. Unfortunately this made it so you didn’t see his other hand quickly come around to connect with your shoulder, pushing you back into the pool.

You quickly got your bearings, kicking back to the surface to find Fred keeled over with laughter.

“You dick!” You shouted, which only made him laugh harder. You began laughing as well, before ducking under the water to move your hair away from your face, popping back up to see Fred walking over to where your clothes and wand were laying.

“What are you doing?” You asked suspiciously, you eyes widening as his hands went to the hem of his shirt.

“Getting in, duh” Fred stated, before pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his toned chest, making your face heat up in the process.

Before you could say anything, Fred was running towards the pool at full speed before jumping into a cannon ball and landing right next to you, sending buckets of water flying into your face.

Your mouth fell open in shock, watching as Fred came back up to the surface, laughing once he saw your expression.

“Oh nuh uh” You grumbled, shooting out your hands to send water flying back at Fred, abruptly cutting off his laughter.

“Oh really?” he asked mockingly, sending a wave of water back at you, only for you to return a wave as well.

Soon enough, water was flying in all directions as you each tried to splash each other as fast as you could, the sound of both of your laughs echoing off the walls.

You were splashing as fast as you could, looking away to avoid getting hit in the face as you aimed blindly, only stopping when you suddenly felt arms wrap around your middle and spin you around.

“Got cha!” Fred yelled, your arms landing around his neck to stabilize yourself as you shouted in surprise.

Fred stopped spinning, allowing the both of you to calm down and catch your breath, which made your heartbeat pick up at the realization of the position you were in. Your bodies pressed together as his arms remained around your waist, and yours around his neck.

You pulled back a bit to look at him, meeting his gaze before his eyes wandered down to your mouth, yours doing the same before he finally pulled you closer, and connected his lips to yours.

You responded instantly, moving your lips with his as you wrapped your legs around his waist. His arms moved downwards to hold you by your ass as he walked you over to the side of the pool, pressing you up against the wall.

He tugged at your bottom lip, making you moan into the kiss and allow his tongue to explore your mouth. You moved a hand up to his hair, weaving your fingers through the wet, fiery strands, and deepening the kiss even further. His hard length pressed against you, and your hands began traveling down his chest.

He suddenly pulled away making you open your eyes to look at him.

“Are you sure?” He asked, a soft look in his eyes.

You nodded.

Fred moved his lips to just below your ear, hovering just over the skin. “I need to hear you princess”

“Please, I need you Freddie” You whined, gasping as his lips came in contact with your neck.

He continued his attack on your neck as his hand moved in between you, dipping into your bikini bottoms before sliding his fingers through your folds. Your breath hitched as he slid two fingers into you, slowly pumping them in an out as his thumb drew circled over your clit, the coil in your stomach tightening as he began to speed up.

“Fred, I need you inside of me” You sighed, whining as he removed his fingers. His hands moved to lower his shorts a bit letting his cock spring free, moving your bikini bottoms to the side before gliding through your folds.

"You ready?” He asked, causing you to nod. “With your words princess”

“Please Fred just fuck me” You practically begged, before moaning as he slowly filled you up, his size stretching you out slightly.

He waited a moment, allowing you to adjust before you finally nodded, allowing him to move. He slowly pulled out half way, before thrusting back into you, repeating the action and picking up speed with each thrust.

You bit your lip to try and suppress your moans, but Fred wasn’t having any of it.

“None of that princess” He said, stopping his movements and making you whine “I want to hear you screaming my name when you come, got it?” He asked, still refusing to move.

“Ok fine, please just move-ah!” You gasped loudly as he started thrusting into you, much faster than before.

Water sloshed around you as he pounded into you, your back scratching against to tile with each thrust but you didn’t care. His cock hit that one spot perfectly with each stroke, tightening the coil in your stomach more and more.

“You’re so perfect, taking my cock so well” Fred breathed into your ear, causing you to let out a soft moan. “I can’t hear you princess”

His hand slipped in between your bodies, beginning to rub fast circles around your bungle of nerves, causing the coil in your stomach to finally snap, sending you over the edge, while screaming Fred's name over and over again.

Fred continued to thrust into you, riding you through your orgasm, his thrusts eventually becoming sloppy before he stilled inside of you, painting your walls as he came.

You sat like that for a moment, catching your breath as you came down from your high. Fred pressed his lips to yours as he slowly pulled out, causing you to sigh at the empty feeling before moving both of your bottoms to their original place.

A wave of insecurity suddenly washed over you. Was this a one time thing? Was he still mad that I hid this from him? Does he want to just be friends with benefits? does he-

“Hey, what’s happening” Fred asked, snapping you out of your thoughts, a curious expression on his face.

“Um...” You started, setting yourself up for the possibility of rejection. “Was this a one time thing? Because, if it is I don’t want to-”

Fred cut you off by gently grabbing your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours, silencing all the insecure thoughts running through your mind.

“Y/N, I’ve liked you since fourth year, I really hope this isn’t a one time thing” He said, making you smile.

“Since fourth year?” You asked, causing his face to blush a bit.

“Well, yeah” He replied sheepishly.

“Well, I’ve liked you since third year, so I guess I like you more” You joked, causing him to let out a gasp.

“Not possible, I like you way more than you like me” He argued, to which you shook your head.

“Nope, I win, hands down” You responded, folding your arms matter of factely.

“How about, we go shower off, and I show you how much I like you?” Fred asked, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“Challenge accepted” You replied, all the while you couldn't hide the smile on your face.

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A/N: UMMMM ok??? Pool sex. With Fred Weasley??? Am I obsessed with this concept? Yes. Is it healthy, probably not but its not hurting anyone so I’m a keep doing it. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it, feel free to leave any suggestions or feedback. I love you all! ALSO IF YOU KNOW OF ANY FRED POOL SMUT PLEASE TAG ME OMG

#fred weasley #fred weasley fanfiction #fred fanfic #fred weasley fanfic #fred weasley fic #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley in a pool yall #i will be passing away #fred weasley smut #fred weasley headcannon #fred weasley fluff #fred weasley imagine

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holden-caulfield · 3 years

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Hi can I req d...amage done to a person also translates into their soulmate’s body (cuts, bruises and all) with Fred?

Hi there, i loved this request, thank you so much!! I hope you like it!✨

Finally some freddie, i missed him <3

The Plan

Summary: soulmate au in which everyone can feel any damage done to their soulmate.

Warnings: bruises?

Word Count: 1195

"I can't believe this!" you huffed at your friend while on the way towards your first class of the morning. "Look at this! It's unbelievable!"

You had your arms stretched out in front of you, a look of utter shock on display on your face. Hermione couldn't help but giggle lightly at your outburst.

"Hermione, i'm serious! How is it possible that someone gets hurt at least once a day?! I woke up with these!" you gestured to the yellowish bruises that adorned your arms with your eyes still wide and Hermione just shrugged her shoulders.

"You know how it works, damage done to a person also-"

"Also translates into their soulmate's body! I know, I know, but why did i have to be the one whose soulmate likes to bump into walls and earn a new bruise every day?!"

Hermione chuckled once more and your look of disapproval only made her laugh louder.

"Why so blue today? Still haven't found your soulmate, y/n?" a voice came from behind and the source of it soon appeared at your side, George Weasley.

You quickly rolled down the sleeves of your robes as he encircled his arm around your shoulders and you noticed his twin doing the same with Hermione although his gaze was set on you.

"Why so cheerful, Georgie? Finally found yours?"

"Not yet, but me and Fred have a plan." he winked at you and you noticed the other twin raise his eyebrows defiantly.

"Not just a plan, the definitive solution. We'll find our soulmates, whether our soulmates want to or not!"

"Knowing you two, i have a feeling they don't want to." Hermione replied cheekily, clutching her books to her chest and you smirked as the two boys feigned offense.

"What's this plan of yours anyway? I could use it..." you intervened.

"Oh that's a secret, we can't reveal anything." said Fred straightening himself. "You'll see when it'll be time."

He shot you one last grin before setting off with his twin, leaving you and Hermione shaking your head in disapproval in the corridor.

The lessons went by rather quickly, the thought you would have hung out with your friends after classes successfully making the time go by faster. You joined Ron and Harry at the quidditch pitch with Hermione, attending the gryffindors' practice.

Already on their brooms, you noticed the rest of the team but a particular redhead caught your eyes.

"How was arythmancy?" asked Ron as he saw the two of you approaching.

"Enlightening, as always. Much better than divination anyway." replied Hermione haughtily but your eyes were still set on that same redhead who was soaring though the sky, hitting the bludger around.

"We better go, see you later!" you waved Ron and Harry goodbye and settled in the bleachers. Being herself, Hermione opened a book and began reading, leaving you to watching the practice.

Fred seemed to finally took notice of you in the stands and started smirking at you. You rolled your eyes even though he probably couldn't see you from up there and signaled him to keep playing, but his eyes were still set on you. He shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on his broom, hands behind the nape of the neck as if he was sprawled on the gryffindor's common room couch.

You tilted your head towards the other players but he didn't seem to care about them, his piercing eyes never once leaving yours. Until it hit him.

George warned him just in time, but even though Fred regained his posture quickly enough, the bludger hit him square in the shoulder, making him lose his grip.

You sprang from your seat, startling Hermione who hadn't even noticed what was happening, and ran towards the field. Oliver successfully took hold of the bludger, tying it back in its case while the others started descending towards the ground.

Once safely landed, Fred tightly clutched his shoulder, the hit obviously painful. You ran towards the small crowd out of breath with Hermione in tow.

"Freddie, are you ok?" you asked breathlessly, eyes wide in shock and full of guilt, knowing he was distracted because of you.

"I'm fine, i'm fine, i was entranced by something far more interesting than quidditch." he said smugly and you immediately relaxed seeing he wasn't too badly injured.

You lightly jabbed him in the arm and he immediately recoiled, a fake hurt expression on his face.

"Hey! I just got severely hurt, you should be more careful!"

You laughed lightly but a sudden pang of pain in your shoulder made you stop and clutch it quickly.

"Are you ok, y/n?" Fred's previously smiling expression turned into one of worry and his hands settled on your forearms protectively.

"Yes, my shoulder just started aching, it might be another one of those stupid bruises..." you said, glancing at your hand still clutching your shoulder and then up at Fred.

His expression was now one of amusement as the corners of his mouth curled upwards.

"I just told you my shoulder aches, does this amuse you? I can't believe you sometimes, i-" you stopped mid-sentence and let realization flow over you.

The big grin that was spread on Fred's face confirmed your thoughts.

"You let yourself be hit by a bludger just so you could find your soulmate, you idiot?!" you shrieked as Fred's chuckle filled the air.

Oliver motioned to the others to return to their practice, leaving you and Fred some time alone.

"I might have, yes, but it did work, didn't it?" he looked somewhat proud of his actions and you just stared at him in perplexity.

"You could have gotten really hurt and what if it hadn't been me? How could you have found your soulmate?!"

"Well, i thought the hit would have been bad enough to go to the hospital wing and that i would have met them there but honestly, i'd hoped it was you."

His smile softened, from complacent to genuine, and for a moment the pain blazing in your shoulder seemed to disappear.

"You are an outright fool, Fred Weasley." you said, stifling a giggle. "You could have just asked me!"

"And what if it hadn't been you? I would've looked even more like a fool than i do now, asking people if they were my soulmate or not..."

"You could have just asked to see my arms and see if we had similar bruises."

Fred opened his mouth to speak but closed it immediate, the idea obviously much better than his plan.

"But it wouldn't have been as theatrical, would it?"

"I suppose not." you smiled up at him.

"Now, i would like to invite you on our first date." began Fred, offering you his arm. "I'm bringing you somewhere very exclusive, the hospital wing, we'll have a complete service. I know the lady, she's very nice and she owes me a favour." concluded Fred grinning.

You slung your own around his. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go."

And the two of you took off towards the hospital wing, laughing like idiots and eventually forgetting about the pain that brought you together.

Did i just use the same concept I've already used a thousand of times? Yes. Will I use it a thousand times more? Most probably. Anyway i hoped you like it, dear anon!

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Could you talk more about what is teached in Alfea?like the subjects?

Ok let me gather my thoughts! (Long read ahead, this got a bit out of hand)

Alfea is a vocational secondary school, so it offers students a mix of general education classes and practical application focused magic classes. Days are structured into noon (8-12h) and afternoon (14-16h) teaching blocks with a lunch break in between. Since classes focus on practical application, homework is sparse, but there is a dedicated self-study time in the afternoon teaching block. On top of that, students can also perform library, kitchen or infirmary duty extracurricularly, or build aspect or culture focused circles. Enrolling students have to be above 15 years of age, but below 27, and can be of any gender. The curriculum is designed for 3 years, but since graduation requires fairies to reach Enchantix, a fourth year can be taken as an extension. During this time people are still enrolled students of Alfea, but no longer live on campus.

Core subjects:

General education:

History of Magics (first year)

History

Magics standard

Chemistry and Potionology

Ecological studies

Mathematics (can be replaced by elevated focus on Informatics, Arythmancy or Housekeeping classes)

Magic Law (second year onwards)

Magic education:

Magic theory

Magic history (second year upwards)

Arythmancy (Number science/ number magic)

Astrology

Herbiology

Flight training

Metamorphosimbiosis (core for first years, elective thereafter)

Spellcasting

Electives:

Further languages: depends on demand, standard are

> Meolodean simplified

> Solarian

Etiquette and Diplomacy (etiquette in lower years, Diplomacy for third years)

Philosophy

Basic Medi-magic (third year only)

Further physical education courses

Music

Informatics/ Computer science

Spellcrafting (third year only)

Literature

Word magic (Lexicology) and Language magic

Housekeeping (cooking, mending, money skills)

Aspect cluster classes:

> Exothermal aspects (Combusters)

> Conceptual aspects

> Biosphere related aspects

> Emotive magic

The first year is wholly dedicated to general knowledge and integrating new arrivals into life on Magics, featuring an elevated number of Magics standard classes .While the UTS works, Alfea wants to encourage students to gain independence from it and work on their foreign language skills at least a little bit. Seamless access to Magics also makes them feel less like strangers on a planet they are going to live on for the majority of the next three years. Students also take classes on the History of Magics and continue education in life sciences and mathematics. Students also begin the foundation of their magical education, though it is expected that students have some knowledge about how magic and their own aspect work.

Flight training in the first year also focuses on building the physical aspects and pre-requisites of a transformation. As it is not expected of students to hold a stable transformation when they arrive to Alfea, the majority of the semester is spent focusing on ground work: endurance/ long distance training and developing an Activation Movement suited to the fairy. In the following years the focus in truly on flight, but weekly hours are dropped to make room for other classes.

The only electives available to first years are housekeeping and foreign language classes, though the latter were far more popular with Daphne's age group than with the Winx'.

The second year is when more specialised magic classes join the timetable like arythmancy, astrology and spellcasting. And basic classes like chemistry widen their focus onto magical application and the utmost important Magic Law classes begin. (Failing Magic Law results in overall failure of the whole year, regardless of grades as you cannot be licensed as a magic user without a good grasp of the law).

Students also have the opportunity to start additional classes, specialising on their aspect given magic. The most sought after classes are Diplomacy and Etiquette (due to the high number of royal students) and Language magic. Putting the right words to a spell are very important for fairies and understanding them before one starts crafting one's own spells is very useful. The class' popularity isn't dimmed by the fact that it can only be taken in conjunction with Literature, much to the chagrin of the language aspect fairies who'd pick the class for its word magic focus. Seeing as the measures to guarantee some form of exclusivity for the language aspect fairies didn't work, notions are being made to put the class onto the core subject roster in future.

Aspect cluster classes while useful aren't that frequented, since the exact availability depends on the composition of students in the year. Attempts have been made to include second and third years in these classes, but aspect clusters work better as non-graded extracurricular study groups.

Third year teaching blocks are shorter, but term time is extended into the summer making time for students to have their Enchantix adventure. Core subject classes are in reduced number and electives dominate the timetable. Moving on from spellcasting, students take classes in spellcrafting, as being able to produce a self-made aspect specific spell is one of the graduation requirements.

Aside from the level of transformation, students also have to reach a certain average of grades. With the modest size of the school a high level of specialisation can't be guaranteed for every students as with no abundance of qualified teachers, timetables can't be too flexible either to accommodate an elevated number of classes for one student, but a reduced amount of the same subject for another. The system in place therefore is that students need to pick an aspect aligned core class in which they will need to pass at an elevated average. This is to make sure students devote ample study time to subjects they will need to know well to work with their aspect. Bloom and Layla chose chemistry, Stella astrology, Flora ecological studies. Tecna and Musa picked electives instead (Informatics and Music respectively), in this case they have to supplement it with a core class for which they chose history (Tecna) and Spellcasting (Musa).

Throughout the years, the most focus is on the magic theory class. It might sound dull to listen to magic philosophy and take notes on how the Flow works, however these classes often include guided meditations, have students keep journals and encourage them to find their unique way of building their magic core. Magic theory, diplomacy and philosophy are also the three student presentation focused classes, often called the "Powerpoint 3" and generally avoided by the shyer half of the student body. People however always flock to certain PE classes, like dance, fencing, and interestingly judo. The Nishi-i self defence art is very beloved by teens who just want an excuse to throw down. (Horse) riding, swimming & diving, volleyball, and field track are also on the regular roster. It is not mandatory to take a class beyond flight training, but heavily encouraged.

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