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itsphantasmagoria · 1 month
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Spreading the Hot Ron Agenda today with this little number from chapter 7 of Follies of an Ornamental Hermit - A date(?) with Ron, complete with silent Draco panic!
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What if Ron and Hermione first kissed sixth year right after the first Quidditch match?
“There really wasn’t anything in my pumpkin juice?” Ron said, astounded. “But the weather’s good . . . and Vaisey couldn’t play. . . I honestly haven’t been given lucky potion?” Harry shook his head. Ron gaped at him for a moment, then rounded on Hermione, imitating her voice. “You added Felix Felicis to Ron’s juice this morning, that’s why he saved everything! See! I can save goals without help, Hermione!” “I never said you couldn’t — Ron, you thought you’d been given it too!” But Ron had already strode past her out of the door with his broomstick over his shoulder.“ Er,” said Harry into the sudden silence; he had not expected his plan to backfire like this, “shall . . . shall we go up to the party, then?” “You go!” said Hermione, blinking back tears. “I’m sick of Ron at the moment, I don’t know what I’m supposed to have done. . . .” And she stormed out of the changing room too.
- HBP, Felix Felices
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"I fucking hate you, Ronald Weasley!"
Ron whipped around to see Hermione, face contorted, marching behind him on the pitch. It took a second for the words to process, but once they did, shock mixed with his existing anger. He had never heard Hermione swear that way before. 
She threw him one last dirty look as she passed by him before dramatically jerking her head forward and walking swiftly towards the mass of spectators heading back to the castle. Ron charged forward to catch up before she could slip into the crowd. 
"Oh yeah?” he growled once he reached her side, bending low. “Well, I fucking hate you !"
Hermione immediately stopped in her tracks and swivelled to face him. "Oh, well that much has been obvious for the past four days, hasn’t it?” Tears leaked from her eyes. “The past five years, in fact! I don't even know why I put up with you, let alone why I'm in love with you!"
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zeebee3 · 10 months
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New work posted!
There’s Nobody Like You
Set in the same universe as my fic Baby, Any Time You’re Ready but this time exploring my fav rare pair Blaise/Ron.
Rating: E
Tags overview: friends to lovers, sexual awakening, sharing a bed, banter, blowjobs, frottage
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“If only she had some gin, you could–-” But the rest of his taunt, sure to incite a reaction as Ron hated gin, was cut off by an excited whoop from Theo.
“Oh my, Father Christmas has been extra generous to me this year!”
Blaise had half forgotten about the mistletoe so played his part to perfection by looking over his shoulder with genuine confusion at Theo, rather than up where he knew the plant was surely hanging above their heads.
“What now?” He asked long-sufferingly. Theo just grinned and pointed.
“Ah.” Ron sounded sheepish but when Blaise looked over at him, his expression was amused.
“Peck on the cheek?” He offered, knowing it wouldn’t be sufficient to satisfy the magical plant.
“Absolutely not!” insisted Theo from behind them. “It’s Christmas! And I’ve been so good this year.” Harry’s resounding scoff made Ron snicker. He set down his bottle of ale.
“Come on then,” he said to Blaise, taking a step closer. “Let’s give the people what they want.”
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mxlfoydraco · 1 year
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So I have a sims 4 blog and I recently made sims inspired by Remus, Sirius, James and Ron and put them up for download so other people can have them in their game and so far Remus is the most downloaded, then Sirius and Ron are tied and last James, just thought it was interesting 😉
thinking about that one post that was like… before it was obvious from fics that people wanted to fuck sirius, now its obvious people wanna fuck remus lmao
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unlawfulchaos · 1 year
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Ice: I'm proud to identify as moronsexual. I'm attracted to dumbasses. Mav asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was and now I dream of kissing him under the moonlight.
Slider: *deep sighing*
Mav, walking into the room: Hey Ice, what animal is the pink panther?
Ice: You're so fucking stupid. I'm in love with you.
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snake-berry · 1 year
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lately i've been feeling like deathly hallows ron
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basicallyahedgehog · 5 months
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17 for the ao3 asks? 🥰
Hi hi friend!
17. Your favourite character to write this year
This is such a fun question! I actually had a lot of fun writing Draco this year, there’s just something about him that I find really easy to slip into when writing from his POV. And he’s such an interesting character to explore- all his sharp edges and snarkiness but with the softness underneath.
I also enjoyed getting to write more Ron this year. I haven’t written in his POV, but having him as more of a main character in (They) Keep Me Warm and The Promise of Things to Come was really fun. I love a strong, tender Ron and getting to play with that more brought me great joy.
Send me AO3 Wrapped asks!
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iww-gnv · 13 days
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Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis has signed a law that prevents cities or counties from creating protections for workers who labor in the state's often extreme and dangerous heat. Two million people in Florida, from construction to agriculture, work outside in often humid, blazing heat. For years, many of them have asked for rules to protect them from heat: paid rest breaks, water, and access to shade when temperatures soar. After years of negotiations, such rules were on the agenda in Miami-Dade County, home to an estimated 300,000 outdoor workers. But the new law, signed Thursday evening, blocks such protections from being implemented in cities and counties across the state.
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tgmsunmontue · 4 months
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It's not who you know 2/4
Non-angsty Nepo!Baby Bradley and his years at the USNA and his head-in-the-sand approach to the nepotism and the fact that he ends up being known as the guy with the two hot dads instead...
PART ONE
SECOND YEAR
                “Come on, let’s go for a run. No slacking off just because it’s the summer break. Don’t want to be the slacker come summer training.”
                “You wanna race old man?” Bradley taunts, laughs. He loves being at the USNA, but it feels so good to be home.
                “You think you can beat me?”
                “I could do it blindfolded!”
                “Don’t run blindfolded!” Ice calls out, coming up the footpath and pulling his suitcase behind him. Bradley turns to him with a bright smile, wraps his arms around him.
                “Hey Ice…It’s good to see you. Missed you.”
                “Missed you too. Sorry I’ve been away so much.”
                “It’s all good, I get it.”
                “Yeah, I know you do. And I know you’ve told Mav all about it, but can you humor an old man and tell me about it? Let me reminisce a little?”
                “Did you hear that Bee-radley? He called himself old.”
                “He still calling you BeepBeep?”
                “He’s trying not to… Mixed results,” Bradley replies, pulling a face.
                “Twenty pushups each time you slip up,” Ice states and Mav immediately scowls. Ice leans closer to Bradley, voice low; “He won’t slip up again.” Bradley laughs again.
…             …             …
                “Good first year huh?” Tom asks, can feel the soft smile on his face as he takes in the physical changes in Bradley. The little bit extra height, much broader shoulders, the more confident bearing. It’s a stark difference to the young man he’d last seen at Christmas. Between the distance, work commitments and the limited liberty leave Plebes get it’s been months since he’s seen him.
                “The best. I love it.”
                “Then I’m glad. Lot of people bitching at me that you’ve made their lives harder.”
                Bradley shrugs, he clearly doesn’t care about how the brass feels and Ice knows that that attitude is one-hundred-percent Pete’s fault. Lord help him.
                “Have you made friends?” He asks, wants to hear about them.
                “Yeah, lots. My platoon is the best though.”
                “Always is,” Ice agrees.
…             …             …
                Ron looks around the room, waits for the new staff to arrive and smiles. This year they’re more prepared, Mackenzie isn’t going to be made to feel like an idiot. Maverick and Ice will keep their distance and they can just treat Bradley like any other midshipman.
                “Welcome back everyone, you’ve all got the agenda for today. All should be pretty familiar to you. One item we didn’t get in time for last year due to somewhat delayed communications, is Bradley Bradshaw. For those of you that are new, Bradley Bradshaw is going to be entering his second year. His behavior is exemplary, however there is one quirk we have been asked to accommodate.”
                “What? We don’t accommodate midshipmen’s quirks…”
                The interruption has come from the new guy, William O’Neil, not someone he’s ever had much to do with, but definitely qualified on paper. Ron sighs, because he gets it. He does. They have the Honor Concept, and this seems to fly in the face of it, however it’s a small subterfuge and he’s pretty sure he’d have wanted the same thing if he were in Bradley’s shoes.
                “When Admiral Kazansky asks me to accommodate something, I follow his orders. However you’re welcome to give him a call and let him know that you won’t be going along with it…”
                “Ah… what is it exactly?”
                Glancing around the room Ron smiles, if looks could bury bodies Williams would be six foot under. Several times. Lots of the people in the room have a soft spot for Bradley, for a variety of reasons.
                “Bradley Bradshaw is the surviving son of Lieutenant Nicholas Bradshaw, who died in a training incident while at Top Gun in 1986. Captain Peter Mitchell raised Bradley Bradshaw as his own and has been his main caregiver since his mother died of cancer in 1996. When Mitchell has been deployed, Bradshaw has lived with Admiral Kazansky, whom he calls Uncle Ice.”
                “Now, in the interest of full disclosure, Bradshaw also grew up calling me Uncle Slider. The particular class of Top Gun I was part of remains very close knit. Now. Bradshaw wishes for us to treat him as if we do not know him. He expects to be treated the same as all the other midshipmen. This is not difficult, because he has been raised by naval aviators and he is already quite focused on that career trajectory. But it can make… teaching him… challenging. He already knows a lot of the material we have to teach them all. Now, obviously not his studies, but the naval orders, he already had them memorized before he got here. So…”
                “Is he disrespectful?” O’Neil asks, frowning.
                “Never. Which is impressive considering how many times he must bite his tongue when he has the upperclassmen telling him what to do. I’ve had no complaints from anyone. This is just a reminder and a heads up that yes, while he wants to be treated as any other midshipman, he isn’t any other midshipman. Just follow due process and we’ll be fine. I do not want Kazansky ringing me asking questions about unfair treatment, so make sure you keep it fair. Understood?”
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                It’s easier now, with the tutors and officers knowing he doesn’t want to be recognized. They slip up sometimes, which he always deflects as he catches their eye rolls, but he also knows that some of them respect him for not expecting special treatment. Although he guesses asking all his commanding officers to ignore his familial ties is special treatment in itself. He sighs. It’s a no-win situation.
…             …             …
                Bradley doesn’t expect the first person to approach him.
                “Hey! Bradshaw!”
                “Uh, hi Murphy… you doing okay?”
                “Yeah. Look. I just… I heard that you have two dads.”
                “Yep. You got a problem with that?”
                “No! No. Definitely not. Not at all. I was just… uh. I was going to say. Uh. Me too.”
                “You have two dads?”
                “Uh. No. Well, I have a step dad, does that count? No. I mean. I’m… gay.”
                “Oh. Okay. Uh. Why are you telling me?”
                “I just thought you’d be… okay with it.”
                “Oh! Yeah. Of course I am. I really don’t care man.”
                “Thanks. Catch you later Bradshaw.”
                Bradley watches him jog off from the quad and he shakes his head.
                “That was fucking weird…”
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                Tom’s tired, eyes gritty and his chest feels tight, like no matter how deep he breaths in he can’t quite get his lungs full. The light is on in the living room and he walks through, finds Mav sitting on the sofa and flicking through a clothing catalogue.
                “What are you looking for?”
                “T-shirts.”
                Tom frowns, because to his knowledge Mav just goes and buys three or five packs of the cheapest white or black t-shirts from whichever store is open when he remembers he needs them.
                “For… Bradley?”
                “Nope. I’m making myself a secret identity.”
                “What?” It’s not even a question, more of a statement. Of course he is. He didn’t curb his behavior last year so he now figures he has free reign.
                “Well, you know Bradley won’t let us visit him because he doesn’t want everyone to know who his family is. So… I’m going for hip-looking professor. Blazer over a t-shirt, but it has to be a t-shirt with a band or something to show I’m hip. It’s similar enough to what I wore last year, maintain the illusion.”
                “Do kids actually use the word hip?
                “Huh. I don’t know. I made you one by the way.”
                “Made what?”
                “A secret identity. Want to know what it is?” Pete wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and part of Tom is afraid to ask.
                “I’m not wearing a blazer.”
                “No. But you know how you had that leather jacket back in the 80s? Thought I’d bring it back…”
                “I… do I even have that anymore?”
                “Sure do. Bet it still fits too.”
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                “Is your dad coming this year?”
                Natasha is asking about the upcoming parent visit weekend and he sure as fuck hopes not but they’ve been unnaturally quiet and oh fuck… that’s never a good sign.
                “Ugh. Maybe. Probably. Why?”
                “Well, I get a bit sick of looking at all the boys around me, sometimes someone needs a proper man to appreciate…change of scenery.”
                “I really don’t know whether to be insulted or grossed out.”
                “Both, I was aiming for both.”
                “Well, mission fucking accomplished. Can we stop talking about my dad?”
                “I really want to meet your other dad now, hotness usually goes together you know?”
                Bradley groans.
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                “Trust me, they won’t recognize you. The uniform does a lot for making you recognizable.”
                Tom isn’t quite so sure, but he’s already made a couple of calls to make sure they don’t recognize him. He’s definitely not letting Pete dye his hair, although he has agreed to time their visit after some rare days off so that he has a bit of stubble. Not that his blonde stubble really shows like Mav’s does. He’d only agreed to this madness because this year he won’t be able to see Bradley for Thanksgiving or Christmas. And Hannukah is out of the question. He can’t go nine months without seeing him. So a special trip when Bradley has a liberty weekend. Well. Afternoon. He’d rung Slider and asked. Slider has assured him everything will go smoothly.
                “So, what’s our plan here?”
                Unlike previous times they’re planning on taking Bradley out for dinner, want to actually talk with him rather than whatever subterfuge Mav did last time where he just watched from afar. Of course come summer Bradley will be on a carrier and Tom can show a purely professional interest and visit under the guise of work and won’t have to go to the ridiculous lengths that Mav is currently insisting on.
                “So, I’m Peter Bradshaw okay?”
                “Yes. And what are we calling me? Kazansky is pretty damned specific.”
                “I was thinking Tom Mitchell would uh, be…”
                His throat catches, wonders what it would be like to actually take Mav’s name, or have Mav take his.
                “Yeah, that’s uh, yeah. Tom Mitchell. Sounds good.”
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                “Oh my god…”
                He’s never seen Ice dressed like this and he’s pretty sure his eyebrows have taken flight off his face in disbelief. Black jeans. Since when has Ice owned black jeans? Or any jeans? The jacket he vaguely remembers from his childhood, but seeing Ice in all black is weird. And he hasn’t shaved. And he’s… he’s smoking a cigarette. What the fuck. Ice turns slightly and now Bradley can also see Mav, wearing a fucking suit. He needs a photo of this whole thing immediately. He’s going to hold this over them forever.
                “Uh… hi pops? Dad…” He’s not ever called Ice anything other than Ice before, and that’s clearly not an option right now. The pleased smile he gets though makes him think he should maybe start.
                “Bradley!” Mav hugs him and he realizes he must have grown again, because Mav is definitely shorter. He laughs and pats Mav on the head, laughing harder as Ice laughs with him, both of them amused at the scowl on Mav’s face.
                “Hi, yeah, you guys made a special trip huh?”
                “Liberty time… we thought we could take you out to dinner.”
                “Sure,” Bradley says, and he rolls his eyes to let him know how unimpressed he is, but part of him is happy to see them. He hopes Uncle Slider is getting as much amusement from this whole thing as he is at least. Actually…
                “You want me to show you around a bit?” Bradley asks, and the look on Mav’s face is positively gleeful. There’s his answer he guesses.
…             …             …
                They walk around and Bradley nips into Bancroft to grab his camera, it’s not really a tour as such, given how familiar he is with the grounds. He’s glad he no longer has to deal with the grueling lifestyle, but equally glad that Bradley is thriving in it. He doesn’t pay attention to the other people wandering around, but then Bradley is calling out.
                “Admiral Kerner sir! Sorry. I just thought I’d introduce you to my, uh, parents.”
                Fucking hell. Slider. The gleeful grin on Slider’s face, eyes lit with delight and Tom purses his lips, tries to convey his displeasure while also trying to look pleased to apparently meet this person for the first time.
                “Of course Midshipman Bradshaw.”
                “This is Peter Bradshaw and Tom Mitchell.”
                “Pleasure to meet you both,” Slider says, and his grin is almost manic.
                “Sir, would you mind taking a photo of me with my parents?”
                “Of course.”
                They pose and Slider takes a careful photo, passing back the camera.
                “Bradley, I want a copy of that you hear me?” Slider asks, voice pitched low and Bradley gives him a cheeky grin.
                “Of course sir.”
                Bradley and Mav move off a little and he hangs back.
                “That photo better not see the light of day.”
                “I’ll just bring it out when I need a good laugh. Though, Tom Mitchell huh? You have something you want to tell me?”
                “Fuck off Slider…”
                “You know, if you do get married and I’m not the best man, I’m going to be fucking pissed.”
                “Yeah yeah…”
YEAR THREE
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melindaleehaha · 1 year
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According to DH book Ron Weasley is supposed to have long hair. He also kinda looks like Ginny. And Ginny is described very pretty in books. Long hair tall pretty boy Ron confirmed!(Imma starting this Ron Weasley hot agenda just wait)
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flaming-brown-witch · 10 days
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latest chap in my AU romione fic is out! i'm exploring what it would look like if ron and hermione kissed earlier for each hogwarts year. they were super adorbs in year 1 and now that they're in year 5, they're...different 🙃
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drarryweasley · 4 months
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HP Rec Fest - Part 1 (Days 1-16)
Boy, has it been a moment since I've gone through my fanfic bookmarks. Thankful that @hprecfest has given me a reason to do so and rediscover some old gems!
Anyways making this list made me realize that I'm a connoisseur of explicit content so most of these are smutty and I'll leave that up to you to decide whether that's good or bad
(These are almost exclusively post-war fics where everyone is an adult, unless otherwise stated!)
1. A favorite fic under 5k: If We Lie Like This by everythingokay
(Harry x Charlie Weasley, rated E, 4.1k)
Harry/Charlie is one of my absolute favorite ships of all time, and this is one of the sweetest pwps I've ever read of them, so you know this had to be my first rec.
2. A comfort fic: Lumos by birdsofshore
(Drarry, rated E, 41.5k)
This is one of my oldest bookmarks, and still one of the best. I love, love, love eighth year fics, in no small part because of this one. The summary really says it all:
"Harry never expected to spend eighth year listening to Draco Malfoy wanking."
3. A podfic
I've truly never listened to a podfic in my life, I just prefer reading I'm sorry
4. A fic with art: What Have You Been Hiding Under Those Robes, Professor Malfoy? by Booktopus
(Drarry, Rated E, 15k - art is NSFW!)
Finding art in my fics is such a rare, exciting surprise, especially because I rarely go looking for them. Now, a GIF? And a smutty gif at that? Of tattooed professor Draco? What. A. Find.
5. A non-AO3 fic: The Lust of Gryffindors by Fearful Porpentine
(Harmione + so many pairings/groupings, rated M, 381.5k, aged-up during canon)
Yeah, I'm pretty much exclusively an AO3 girlie, so I don't have many options for this one. Still, this is a standout as one of my favorite smutty extravaganzas.
6. An unreliable narrator fic: Touch by bixgirl1
(Drarry, Rated E, 45k)
I had this fic on my TBR for so long before I actually read it, and when I finally did, I was KICKING myself for waiting so long! I love touch-starved characters finally getting what they need (is it self-fulfilling? perhaps), and I never thought a sleep-deprived Harry could be so funny.
(I'm aware this is an unreliable narrator in the loosest sense of the word but I'm sticking with it because it NEEDS to be recced)
7. A canon-compliant fic: With the Edges Worn Down by MayatheBee
(Harry x Ron x Hermione, rated E, 13k)
By "canon-compliant," we mean "takes place so far in the future that canon can't disprove it," right?
If so, then here's my pick. After Ginny's death, Ron and Hermione decide to finally act on feelings that have been ignored for their entire friendship. It is so, so sweet and so, so hot.
8. A canon-divergence fic: Safe Word is Devil's Snare by ShayaLonnie
(Neville x Hermione, rated E, 97k)
Hot Neville Agenda? Hot Neville Agenda.
Neville is fast becoming one of my favorite characters in fic (both in reading and writing). I'm a sucker for him growing into his self-confidence after the war while still being the same loveable plant guy we know. And a forced marriage with hyper-competent Hermione? Get ready for the spice, y'all.
9. A rare pair fic: 93 Diagon Alley by Schmem_14
(Harry x George, rated M, 30k)
I'm quickly realizing that most of the fic I consume (outside of drarry) is rare pairs, but this is one of the best. Harry and George leaning on each other through their grief, and realizing what they need to get through said grief is, in fact, each other? Sign me up. I usually avoid stories that feature Fred's death as a significant plot point, but this is too well done to ignore.
10. A fest fic: Beware: Naked People Ahead by SonnenFlower
(Lots of pairings, rated M, 6.6k)
I’m recommending this fic not only because of the absolute hilarity of the premise, but because it is a part of one of the best fests I’ve ever come across — the Hermione’s Nook Naked Weasley Fest! This fic had me laughing the whole way through (and crying when I wasn’t.)
11. A dark fic: Whore by orphan_account
(Harry x Fred x George + noncon, etc, rated E, 141.6k, takes place during canon)
Listen, I don't read dark fics very often. They tend to crush my soul and spin me out. This is my "I want to hurt" fic — SO MIND THE TAGS.
12. A WIP you're following: New Blood by artemisgirl
(Pairings still evolving, rated M, currently 1.3 million words, takes place during canon)
As a general rule, I don't read many in-progress fics (this is a personal fault because I get too impatient and invested). But when I started this fic, it had over 1 million words and didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon, so I took the plunge. It features a Slytherin, overpowered, badass Hermione, deep fae/wix lore, and a unique twist on all our favorite characters!
13. A fic with over 100k words: Finding Sophrosyne by mlfoyskhione
(Drarry, rated T, 136.5k)
An eighth year fic where everyone in Hogwarts falls into an unwakeable sleep...except Draco and Harry. Absolutely delectable.
14. A favorite series: Harry Potter & Seven Years of Chaos by Severitus812
(Harry x Fred + Severitus, unrated, 1+ million words; takes place during canon)
When I started this fic, the first six parts were published and part of the seventh. I DEVOURED them in a week, and I still haven't gotten around to finishing it because I'm positive it's going to break my heart. Still, an absolute beast of a story that is so, so fun to experience!
15. The most recent fic you bookmarked: The Best Laid Plans by Drarrymadhatter
(Drarry, Draco x George, Harry x Fred, rated E, 6.6k)
Okay, I’ve bookmarked entirely too many fics since the start of this fest, so to avoid repeats, I’m recommending the last fic I bookmarked BEFORE then. Based on my url, it couldn’t be more perfect — Draco, George, Harry, AND Fred? Absolute perfection. Sexy, sexy perfection.
16. A fic that made you laugh: I WANNA SEE SOME ARSE by thefrancakes
(NottPott, rated E, 10.5k)
From the title of this fic through the end of it, I was laughing. And where I wasn’t, I was fanning myself because. Hot. Damn. I’d never shipped Harry and Theo Nott until reading this.
So many excellent fics here...and yet I'm even MORE excited about the next set of prompts! Until then!
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oknowkiss · 1 year
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fic claim: the sun, shining above you
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for @dronarryfest 2023!
PAIRINGS: DRONARRY, DRON, DRARRY, background DRACO/CHARLIE, background DRACO/CHARLIE/HARRY, minor CHARLIE/OMC RATING: E (rough oral sex, threesome, light degradation kink, Dom/sub dynamics) WARNINGS: References to Depression & Grief, Drinking/Drunkenness WORDCOUNT: 14.5K
Read on AO3 here!
Tags: Dragontamer Draco Malfoy, Dragontamer Harry Potter, AKA: Charlie Weasley’s Summer Camp for Misfit Toys, Hot Ron Agenda in Full Display, Draco Malfoy Has a Small Cock (and everyone loves it), Head Shaving (and everyone loves it), Spain, Norway, The Burrow, Angst & Smut, Ambiguous/Open Ending
Summary:  
Since joining up with the dragontamers, Draco counts his days in nights. Nights spent drinking in the commune mess, making poor choices he doesn't regret, for once. Nights he doesn't remember, and nights he wishes he could stop remembering. Then there's that night in Spain, caught in the circle of Ron's arms. A year of nights in Norway, caught in the heat of Harry's gaze. His first night at the Burrow, caught in between them both.
this fest was so much fun! this was my first time modding, but tbh all of the acclaim and glory and praise for this fest must go to @wolfpants for a) coming up with the idea, and b) their dedication to this fest, and keeping all the rest of us -- @sweet-s0rr0w​ @getawayfox​ @thebooktopus​ -- in line. your passion for this wonderful triad has produced such amazing content! we are all blessed!
thank you as well to @sorrybutblog and InnerLilith, for your incredible beta work, and also for your friendship. this was the first fic i’ve been able to write, let alone complete, this year, and you both were so patient as i twisted it out of that rusty old hole where my brain claims to be. thank you to @eggbagelsjr @eveningstruggle and @dumbledoodlewriting​ for your constant support and everything you do always, all of which is perfect. special thanks to EBJ, who let me take my little dron snippet and spin it up into this angsty, smutty fic that is (but of course) way longer than i expected.
finally, i’ve been told i should share the art i made to illustrate the final sex scene between our boys, so if you’d like to view that it is under the cut. be warned though, it’s very steamy.
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saintsenara · 24 days
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ok but i need to hear more about the "the chest monster was actually the horcrux" angle bc i have contemplated that before and been deeply entertained by it every time as it's either hilarious or veers very quickly into horror territory depending on how seriously you think about it. or for extra horror/hilarity did riddle actually succeed in possessing ginny and is the horcrux chest monster recognizing its brother horcrux? seems like the perfect nexus of crackship and riddle meta that you excel at.
i'll be honest, anon, my view of this doesn't really extend past it being funny to imagine that the scarcrux is ready to throw hands to hook harry up.
he said "lord voldemort rewards his servants... by making sure they don't die virgins."
i also find it funny to imagine the scarcrux respecting ginny reaching the height of her hot girl powers in the 1996-1997 school year. it's only right for one weapons-grade baddie [this is also the year in which harry goes out of his way to call tom riddle fit every time he appears on the page] to defend another.
and lord v deffo likes a ginger. by which i mean both that he clearly fancied dumbledore and that it's perpetually funny to me that - even when it's trying to torture ron - the locket implies that it thinks hermione is mid and he can do better. meaning this becomes yet another place for me to promote the ronmort agenda...
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I like your skirt - NOW COMPLETE 
Harry looks up, shocked at first, then flushing and bashful. “Thanks.”
Ron nods and swallows. “Should I, um, would you like me to use different pronouns? Or a name?”
“No. Just Harry, still he and him.” he says with a smile, “ I just found this skirt in Sirius’ wardrobe and thought, well, I liked it.”
“I like it, too.”
“You said that already.” Harry smiles wryly, making Ron blush up to the tips of his ears. Yes, he did say that, but, well, he’s figuring out he might have always been a little attracted to Harry, he supposes, and this skirt is just proving it's more than just a little.
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COMPLETE, 5 chapters - 22K, rated EXPLICIT 
SHIP: Harry Potter/Ron Weasley, background Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy
TAGS: Post-Hogwarts, Coming Out, Gay Panic, Masturbation, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Cock Warming, Friends to Lovers, Gay Harry Potter, Gay Ron Weasley, First Time, Experienced Ron Weasley, Virgin Harry Potter, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Hot Ron Agenda, Harry Potter in a Skirt
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“Your next challenge, should you choose to accept it, is either a story featuring (A) Ron’s 🍑 (I don’t care how I don’t care who) or Ron lusting after Harry’s.” - @schmem14  … Em, I accept your challenge and give you… © all of the above. I love you and hope you enjoy this 🍑
Thank you to my excellent beta writers @oxydiane and @dont-stop-her-now who edited, brit picked, and sensitivity read the shit out of this hot mess of an idea.
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