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Harry Potter Masterlist

Mattheo Riddle Masterlist

Tom Riddle Masterlist

Theodore Nott Masterlist

Miscellaneous:

One-Shots:

"Shut Up Malfoy"

Headcanons:

You get a lover

Drabbles:

Catching the Golden trio staring at you

Incorrect quotes:

Fred Weasley Incorrect quote

Fred Weasley Incorrect quote:

Fred Pretending to faint:

You: Fred! Fred! Are you okay?

Fred, whispering: You gotta kiss him to wake him up.

You: What? I'm not gonna kiss you.

Fred: Fred can't hear you, he's not awake. Only a kiss will wake him up.

You: Oh, I better call Dumbledore.

Fred, suddenly waking up: Oh, oh! Where am I? Wha-

MASTERLIST!

Miguel O’hara:

YOU WHAT? (fluff)

CLOSET / WTF (Pt2)

Earth-42 Miles Morales:

Gremlin gf hcs

Jason Todd:

Are we still friends? (Titans Jason Series)

Suna Rintarou

Happier than ever (SMAU masterlist)

REQUEST:

you can request these characters! I also prefer imagines or situations than hcs bc i’m really not good at them, and I'm not good at writing smut, also keep in mind that English is not my first language so I may not be that good, you're welcome to correct me in whatever mistakes I make, thank u!

Titans (dc show):

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson

Batfam (dc)

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Harry Potter

Young Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Regulus Black

Diary of a wimpy kid: Rodrick Rules

Rodrick Heffley

MHA

Bakugou Katsuki

Todoroki Shoto

Tamaki Amajiki

Denki Kaminari

Shinsou Hitoshi

Dabi (Todoroki Touya)

Shigaraki Tomura

Little Women (2019)

Theodore Laurence (Laurie)

Haikyuu!!

Tsukishima Kei

Oikawa Toruu

Suna Rintarou

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Maybe Kenma

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Saiki Kusuo

⋆⭒˚.⋆💍Paper Rings 💍 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

George Weasley x fem!Reader

You and George have been dating since your 4th year at Hogwarts. Now, both of you are adults, and an inside joke turns into an unforgettable proposal.

The grey clouds covered the sun’s rays, casting subtle shadows on the ground beneath. The smell of rain lingered in the air, mixing with the numerous floral scents from the flower bushes. It was a perfect day. A tall red headed man lay in front of you on a gingham blanket. George Weasley, your boyfriend of eight years, had planned a surprise picnic for you. Sweets from honey dukes, bottles of butter beer and freshly prepared food was spread out on the blanket.

“Life doesn’t get any better than this” You said, running your fingers through George’s hair.

“Oh yea? You think so?” George asked, a small grin forming on his face.

“George Weasley, knock that grin off your face right now. “ That grin meant he was upto something, which was never good news.

George sat up straight and pulled out something from his pocket. It was a paper ring. A small smile spread across your face.

“What is the meaning of this?” You laughed as you took the ring in your hand.

“Don’t you remember?”

Of course you remembered.

It was your 5th year at Hogwarts, as the 1 year anniversary of George’s and yours relationship was coming nearer , you couldn’t help rave about a necklace you wanted. You thought if you spoke about it enough George would buy it for you as an anniversary present.

“It has these beautiful stones imbedded into the chain. It’s all the craze right now. I think Malfoy got one for his girlfriend last week.” You told George, as you both were walking to potions class.

“Oh- erm. Yea that sounds nice. You know… I’ll catch you later y/n.” George said, not even making eye contact with you, as he walked away.

“Hey! Wait! Where are you going we have potions together-“ you called after him.

It was the day of your anniversary, but there was no sight of George anywhere. As sad as you were , you couldn’t help worry. Where was he? This was extremely out of character for him. You thought to yourself.

The day had passed and it was almost dinner time , still no sign of George.

You were waking down the corridors when you heard someone crying. It was coming from the empty Defence Against the Dark Arts class room. Curious, you peaked your head through the slightly ajar door.

It was George. His ginger hair was a ruffled mess. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he had been crying all day.

“George! Where have you been! Whats wrong? Why are you crying?” You questioned as you rushed to his side, plopping down on the floor next to him.

“I’m so sorry y/n. I’m so so sorry. You deserve better than me. You deserve someone who can buy you that necklace, someone who can afford to give you all the nice things in the world. I’m so bloody sorry. You deserve so much better.” He said between sobs.

A wave of guilt came crashing onto you. How could you be so stupid? You should have known better. Such a beautiful necklace could not have been cheap. You felt terrible for making George feel this way.

“You fool… is this why you’ve been avoiding me all day?” You asked.

George nodded , not daring to look you in the eyes.

“George. Listen to me. No amount of necklaces , jewellery or riches means more to me than you. I’ll admit, I do like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings.

You’re the one I want.” You said as you caressed his cheeks with your fingers.

Since that day, it had become an inside joke between the two of you. Every time you fought or had a disagreement, one of you would ‘call paper rings’. That was enough to end whatever quarrel you were in. And sometimes during classes, George would make rings out of spare parchment and pass them to you, making you blush uncontrollably. You knew since then, that George Weasley was the man you were going to marry.

“Y/n? You remember, don’t you?” George said, snapping you out of your reverie.

“Yes, obviously.“ you smiled. You inspected the ring in your hand a little closer. It felt oddly heavy for something made out of paper. You shook it against your ear, there was something inside.

“Open it.” He smiled.

Without hesitation, You tore the ring open, revealing a shiny gold ring with a large diamond on it.

“George…” Your head was spinning, was this real? Unable to form words , you just stared at the man in front of you.

“Y/n… will you marry me?” George asked, pulling you up to your feet.

“I- I like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings…” you replied, beaming with joy.

“You’re the one I want.” George said, finishing your sentence.

He placed the very-expensive-looking-ring on your finger, and pulled you in for a kiss.

As if it were magic, flowers started pouring down from the tree you both stood underneath. It was magic, from the day you laid eyes on George Weasley, you knew it was magic.

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𝔹𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥🤭💌

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Fred weasly

Warnings: Fluff, Suggestive and Use of y/n

Summary: Y/n falls off her broom after a quidditch match and sustains a serious spine injury. She is supposed to be in bed rest at madam pomfery’s , but her bf ,Fred misses her a little to much.

Black clouded your peripheral vision, the world seemed to be spinning and you couldn’t make sense of the figures before you. Soon everything came into focus, a group of people circled around the bed you were lying on; the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Where were you? What happened? Why was everyone looking down at you?

“I think she is waking up,” a girl’s voice announced.

Then it all came crashing back to you... You fell off your broom during the Quidditch match! You were trying to hit the Bludger away from Harry just as he was about to catch the Golden Snitch, but it hit you in the head and you fell, toppling down 20 feet.

“Did we win?” You managed to croak, your voice barely a whisper.

“A determined lad she is, even on her death bed,” George said.

“And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. How are you feeling, Y/N?” Hermione asked, smiling at you.

“Never been better,” you joked.

“Yes. I caught the Snitch. All thanks to you. But please be more careful next time, Y/N. Nearly gave me a stroke when you fell,” Harry said, answering your question.

You smiled wearily.

Everyone was here, but the one person you wanted was nowhere to be seen.

“Uh- Where’s Fred?” you questioned.

“Right here, love.” A red-eyed Fred appeared.

“Aww baby, have you been crying?” you asked, teasing him.

Fred walked up to the bed and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“We’ll take that as a cue to leave then. Take care, mate,” Ron announced.

After everyone left, tears escaped from Fred’s eyes.

“Freddie… I’m fine. Don’t cry, love,” you said as you brushed his cheek with your fingers.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again, okay?”

“Okay.” You gave him a weak smile.

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“THREE WEEKS!” Fred shouted at George.

“Three bloody weeks Y/N’s been on bedrest! I can’t take it anymore, good god help me!” he cried.

“What’s with all the yelling?” you asked as the Weasley twins approached you.

“This big guy here is having a hard time keeping his little guy under control, since you’ve been on bedrest.” George smirked.

You couldn’t help but turn red after George’s comment.

“Oh bugger off, George,” Fred scolded.

After George left, Fred cozied up on the hospital bed with you.

“I miss you so much, Y/N.”

“I miss you more.”

“You know… there are things we can do that don’t require much… action. I won’t even need to get out of bed,” you suggested.

“Don’t tempt me, love. What if someone walks in on us?” he asked.

“So let them…” you smirked.

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