"Your first date with Spencer Reid makes you feel excited and nervous"
cw : coffee, no case, photobooths, kissing, date, hand holding, flowers, walks, turtle fun facts
→ part one here
Aside from secretly kissing in the bathroom stalls in the BAU, you hadn't really spent time with Spencer outside as a couple. While making out in one of the stalls, Spencer interrupts. "Uhm, do you want to go on a date this Saturday? We can go get coffee or anything you'd like," So when Spencer finally asked you on a date, you tried to keep your voice down when you excitedly agreed. "That sounds perfect." You grinned as you pulled him in.
The past days have been so rainy, but the sun finally shone just in time for your date with Spencer. It's really meant to be. It was exquisite. The early morning was the perfect time to go to a café. At your apartment, you were preparing. You looked yourself at the mirror. Who is this beautiful lady? You applied some lipstick and made a kissy face in the mirror. You felt really giddy for the first time. You weren't this excited on any of your dates with other guys. But they didn't matter. Only Spencer matters. You pulled your black leather jacket on and wore your brown boots. You kept peeking at the window of your apartment, trying to spot him. Why were you acting so juvenile? Gosh, keep it down, would you, you thought to yourself. You might drive Spencer crazy, haha. You wore pretty pearl earrings with your brown scarf. You were bundled up for the fall weather. Why did you feel nervous? You've known Spencer for so long. The little blue birds chirped outside the window. Spencer already knows where your apartment is located since he'd been already there a couple of times when you were friends. It was fun thinking about the fun times you had when he was secretly crushing on you. And you kind of did, too. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It had to be Spencer. Running to the door, out of breath, you opened the door. "Hi Spencer," you smile lovingly. He was holding a bouquet of dainty little flowers. Just the ones you liked. "Hi, this is for you." He gave you the flowers in an ackward but Spencer kind of way. "You are so sweet, thank you." You take the flowers and put it in a vase. "You can come inside." Spencer enters the apartment and smells a combination of cinnamon, vanilla, and the scent of the flowers he brought you. He was wearing a brown jacket with his messenger bag over it. "Your apartment smells good," complimented Spencer. "Really? Thanks. " You put the vase on top of the table. "There's a coffee shop I saw around the block. Maybe you'd like that?" He asked. "Sure." Truth was, you could go anywhere it didn't really matter for you as long as you were with Spencer. So you and Spencer Reid decided to go tothe nearest one. You locked your apartment and went down the stairs with Spencer. While discussing one of the recent cases you had worked on, the one in Alaska kept both of you talking while walking. You notice a little man walking his dog. "Aw, what a cute dog," you show Spencer. "Have you ever had any pets?" He asked you. "I've had a huge array of different pets. When I was a child, my grandmother gave me a turtle. "What's really cool is that Leatherback Turtles or The The Leatherback or Dermochelyscoriacea can grow up to 8 feet and weigh up to 2000 pounds. Spencer says in a semi-serious tone. "They've been the largest turtles even since the dinosaur age."
"The only turtle I know is the one that's a ninja and eats pizza." You shrugged. The fall athmosphere was romantic and cosy, and the auburn leaves fell from the trees onto the hard stone ground. Finally you arrived at the café. The café was packed with people, and it looks like you weren't the only one who wanted to enjoy this delightful weather. When you entered the café the aroma of coffee beans and vanilla was the first thing that you smelled. You scan the bustling room, and you spot an empty table. "Go save us a seat. " You point to the empty table. "I'll go order, what do you want?" You asked him. "Uh, can you get me a black with 5 sugars?" He asked politely. "5 sugars?" Spencer took out his brown leather wallet, worn out by time, and reached for money. You quickly notice this and try to stop him. "No, I'll pay." Then you look closely at Spencer's wallet and see something really funny, a picture of you from the time you went for dinner with the team. You two secretly snuck out and got a photo together at a photobooth. "You keep a photo of me in your wallet?" You ask, grinning. Spencer looked to you and answered, "I think you look pretty here." He held the picture up, and the sunshine shone on the photo. "Why?" You ask, curious. "I just like seeing your face every day, even if it's just a photo of you," He answers softly. "I should keep one of you too." You smile. Suddenly, you thought of a great idea. "Let's go to a photobooth afterwards!" You pause looking for a response. "Sure." Spencer looks at you with his pretty eyes. "There's one around the block, but let's get some coffee first." After ordering a latte and a black coffee with an enormous amount of sugar, you wait outside with Spencer.
Spencer takes a leave out of your hair. "It fell on you." He laughs gently. "Keep it, that's a rare artifact," you say jokingly. After getting the orders, both of you sip the drinks while walking together. "Isn't that too sweet?" You ask teasingly. "No, it's just right." Spencer tries to hold your hand, and you let him. His hand was warm and soft. You've never really held his hand in public. It was really sweet of him. "How romantic of you?" You laugh. Spencer blushes lightly. "Let's just hope nobody that knows us sees us," you say half-joking. "I think they already know," Spencer says unexpectedly. "Really? I thought we were doing such a great job at hiding it. " You try not to laugh by covering your mouth with your scarf. "Morgan kept teasing me about you. They definitely know, " Spencer says a little embarrased. "I don't care." You try to act proud. "At least they know I'm dating the smartest person in the whole FBI," you joked. You were kind of okay with them 'knowing'. "Paul won't be happy about it," Spencer said, grinning, looking cocky. "Who's that?" Confused, you didn't remember a Paul. "The guy went on the bad date with" Spencer pauses, "He's new. He's in the terrorist department." Oh...the name's Paul, not Jake or John.. You cringed at the thought of the guy. "Don't even remind me." You fake-cry. "Traumatic, really." After walking for a while, you finally reach the photobooth. "Let's goooo" you drag Spencer in the booth. You dropped a few dollars in the slot. "Do we smile?" Spencer asks. 3...2...1 Both of you did funny faces 3....2...1 You pull in Spencer for a kiss, one that he wasn't expecting. "Hey!" He laughs, happy. "Shhhh, there's another one-" You pretend to panic. 3...2...1 The machine printed the photos, and you took it to see.
"Oh gosh," You cover your face with your hand. "What?" Spencer asks, raising his brow. "I look so- My hair! It's all weird. " You protest. "You look beautiful. What do you mean?" Spencer coughs. "You look really cute here, so I guess it's alright." You sigh. You take out your wallet and put one of the photostrips in it. "Here's yours." You gave the other one to him. "Thank you." For a moment, both of you didn't talk and just stared at each other. Are we thinking about doing the same thing? You silently asked Spencer through a look. Spencer gave a look that said, Yes absoloutely. In the speed of light, Spencer pulled you into a kiss. Which lasted very long. After half an hour, a voice startled the both of you. "Hello? Are you guys finished?" Both of you burst into laughter.
A/N : the criminal minds fandom is actually so so so supportive like i think i gained more followers the past couple of days than my whole 7 months here. like im so surprised yet super happy ty all sweet angels ♡
also my tumblr kept glitching for an hour and I had to re-edit this post 6 times. I was so close to crashing out
"A bad date you had with someone leaves Spencer Reid curious, a bit jealous, and apparently in the same bed as you"
cw : daydreaming about reid, reader says a lot of things she probs shouldn't, fluff overload, confessions in the middle of the night
Loosely based off S6 EP 21 'exit wounds' - fluff
· Insert dramatic plane scene ·
"Love can be found in unexpected places. Sometimes we go out searching for what we think we want and we end up with what we’re supposed to have.”
– Kate McGahan
Dates are where you're supposed to find love, right? Well, you were on a date. Possibly the worst date of your entire existence. There had been this guy who just couldn't take "No" for an answer. Jake, or was it John? You forgot his name. He kept nagging you for a date, so feeling exhausted, you finally agreed. He picked the date spot, a steakhouse. You don't even eat meat. The restaurant felt stuffy and sticky. Pictures of cowboys were on the wall. The average American steakhouse, and your date was sitting across you. "What a waste of my day off." You sighed to yourself. There was absolutely no way this guy had a chance with you. "I'm even wearing my good clothes," which consisted of a turquoise low-cut henley with the pretty buttons that complimented your earrings. "You look good," the man said. You suddenly felt uncomfortable, "You look sharp" That was a lie. A very beautiful blonde waitress comes to take your order holding a bronze clipboard. "Howdy! Welcome to Randy's Steakhouse" She said in the most deadpan voice. You visibly cringed. "What can I get ya'll?" Her eyes seemed to say 'I'm sorry, I have no choice' which made you feel a little empathy for her. Your date whose name you couldn't remember, didn't even acknowledge the waitress. "One tomahawk, well done" and he looked to you. "How about you?" He asked. "Uhm, I'll have a salad." You answered. He snorted, "Really a salad? That's disgusting. Get something proper." The thing was, you didn't eat meat despite telling him a hundred times. You stood firm on your ground. "A salad." You smiled at the waitress who wrote it down eagerly. "Alright, serving time is 10-15 minutes." And left abruptly. Noooo don't leave me alone with him you thought to yourself. The silence was loud. "So, you work as an FBI agent." He said to break the silence. "Yes." You said with an uninterested tone. He suddenly looked flirtatious. "Handcuffs, right?" He said with a wink. Disgusting. You rolled your eyes. Throughout the date, you could only think of one person, and one person only, Spencer Reid. Which was weird because he wasn't even there, and he wasn't your date. Deep inside, you kind of wish how he was your date instead. You thought about how he wouldn't be rude and how he would be cute and sweet and kind and perfect. "Are you even listening?" Your thoughts about Spencer got interrupted by the aggravating voice of your real annoying date. Suddenly your phone rang. It was Hotch. Thank God. You answered the phone. "Sorry to ruin your evening, but we have a case. Please be here as fast as you can." Hotch said over the phone. "Thank you so much. You don't know how you just saved me right now." You looked over the date. He looked pissed that your attention wasn't on him. As you put your phone in your bag, preparing to leave the date coughed. "I'm sorry, I have to leave." You said in the most sincere voice. "Duty calls." You tried to crack a smile. "Whatever. All you women are like that. Leaving me 'lone." He said, annoyed. "Uhm. Sure.." You said as you left.
As you entered the BAU you sighed. That, was a disaster. You saw JJ, Emily and Penelope enter as well. They were shopping for little Henry. They all looked absoloutely lovely. You felt bad because they had invited you but you had to decline because of that horrid date. Now you had wished that you went with them instead. Penelope was the first one to spot you. She ran up to you smiling. "You look stunning!" She said, eyes sparkling. "Now you look darling" You grinned. "How much did you spend on shopping?" You asked teasingly. "It doesn't matter, I'm getting my paycheck tomorrow" Penelope giggled. You had forgotten to get some files so you quickly went to your desk to get it. JJ and Emily waved at you cheerily as they entered the conference room with Garcia.
As you entered the conference room you could feel the akwardness creeping it. Oh gosh. You just remembered how you'd look like. Nobody besides Penelope has really seen you like this. But it looks like everyone was in such a hurry that they were still in their outside clothes. It was quite a shock to see everyone look different, well some looked the same. Like how Hotch and Spencer looked exactly the same. You smile awkwardly "I was on a date" You explained yourself. Why did you expose myself like that? You felt like banging your head on the door. Hotch just nodded and Morgan chuckled. You quickly sat down in your seat next to Spencer. Who had been staring at you since you entered the room. "With who?" He asked in a whisper. JJ was preparing to present. He sounded a tad bit jealous, no, he was just being nice, right? "Nobody important" You paused "It was terrible" You said softly. Rossi looked at you, "How terrible?" He asked. "He had a thing for handcuffs." You answered briefly. "Ah." JJ started presenting the case. "There's been a series of murders in a small town in Alaska. Three people have been killed in less than a week" As she continued talking you couldn't help but feel Spencer staring at you. He was obviously very distracted. Maybe it was the low-cut henley. Whatever it was you felt a bit flustered. "Any questions?" JJ asked the team. "Was he handsome?" Penelope asked you teasingly.
The team were on the plane to Alaska, in their work clothes now, thankfully. You sat next to Spencer with JJ in front like usual. Morgan was listening to music in his headphones next to Garcia, who was on her laptop. Hotch and Rossi sat together talking about one of the older cases. Emily was in the bathroom. You were chatting with JJ about Henry. Spencer was listening intently while reading a book. JJ laughed, "He is just so clingy to me. He doesn't even let Will carry him!" After a while, the chatter died down, and almost everyone on the plane was asleep. You slowly drifted off to sleep, laying your head on the wall. When you woke up, you saw that Spencer's head was on your shoulder, and that made you feel like you had butterflies in your stomach. He looked really cute asleep. You probably shouldn't think of your coworker like that. His messy brown hair was covering his pretty doe eyes. You brushed the hair out of his face gently. You couldn't help but stare at lovely features. He looked so peaceful when he wasn't rambling about smart people things. You sighed. JJ was asleep, good, nobody saw you commit that awfully romantic action. But you couldn't help but smile to yourself as you drifted to sleep. As soon as you closed your eyes, Spencer opened his. Little did you know, Spencer was awake, and he too felt butterflies in his stomach.
As they arrived in Alaska, the day passed by quickly. The town was a small one who were obviously shook by the recent events. You had spent the whole day with Spencer, and he couldn't look you in the eye. Geez, what was it that you did to him? As the busy day ended, the team decided to stay at Carol's Tavern. The team kept talking about the case and how different it was. You couldn't help but feel a little bit sleepy from the day. Everyone looked cozy in their outfits fit for the cold of Alaska. Hotch came back from talking with an employee. "There's only 4 rooms available. We will have to share rooms." He said. Emily and JJ, Hotch and Rossi, Spencer and Morgan and You and Garcia were the initial pairings. "Is this alright with everyone?" Hotch asked. Morgan quickly answered. "I'm not sleeping with Reid." Garcia chimed in."He can share with me. " You did the math. Uh oh. Wait. I object! You said in your mind. This means you had to share a room with Spencer. Hotch looked at you for approval, "Are you okay with sharing with Spencer?" You nodded. "Be careful, he wets the bed," Morgan teased. "No I don't!"
You entered the bedroom with Reid. It was pretty small but lovely nonetheless. The wallpaper looked ancient, with flowers engraved on it. There were two single beds that had very puffy pillows. "You can have the bed near to the wall," Said Spencer nicely. He knew you so well. You sat by the bed nearest to the wall. You began unpacking your things. The lamp was on, and as a result of it, the room was a warm orange colour. "I am going to take a bath now," you said. Spencer just blinked at you. "Sorry I just felt like I had to announce that to you" Ackward.. "Okay" He replied, unpacking his things on the floor. Showering felt like forever. You had to plan it right. You couldn't shower too quickly, or else Spencer would probably wonder if you had ever showered at all and you couldn't shower too long or else you would be hogging it. Just right, you thought to yourself after showering for 25 minutes. You stepped out of the shower in a blue cotton camisole and some very comfortable short shorts. Emphasis on the short. But it wasn't really your fault. You didn't know that you would be sharing a room with Spencer Reid! Otherwise, you would have packed some appropriate sleepwear. Spencer tried his best not to stare. But you kind of noticed that he did. Why did you like that? "My turn" Spencer then proceeded to take a bath for 38 minutes. And you were worried about showering for too long. He was wearing a NASA shirt that was obviously too big for him, and you found that kind of cute. Spencer was reading a book on his bed. You were tucked in your own little bed, too. It felt a bit lonely and a bit too quiet. Trying to strike up a conversation, you ask softly, "What are you reading?" You look at Spencer in his night clothes. "War and peace," He answers, smiling at you. "Is it good?" You ask, curious. "Mhmmm" He answers. He puts down the book. You feel a bit embarrassed, "I'm sorry if I'm distracting you, just continue reading." Well, truth was, Spencer was a little distracted. But not from your talking. From how enchanting you looked. The orange hue of the light highlighted your beauty even more. "It's okay. I finished it" He turns to you, buried by the puffy pillows.
"Can I ask you something?" You felt nervous. What was Spencer trying to ask you? "Sure, ask away" You say in a hushed tone. "Was your date really terrible?" He asked. "Yeah, I didn't want to go on a date with that guy. I was kind of coerced to. " You paused, staring into Spencer's eyes. "He seems rather awful," Spencer said, annoyed at the thought of this guy going on a date with you. "They don't really know me like you do, you know me so well that's why I'm in love with you" You said, obviously not thinking about how it sounded like. Oh no. You did not just say that. It sounds like you're in love with Spencer. Oh gosh, you weren't, right? You just told him that you're in love with him. This is not going according to plan. How would Spencer react to what you just said? He flushed a shade of pink. "Really?" He said in a squeaky manner. You wanted to sink into the puffy pillows and disappear. "I'm so sorry that came out way differently than how I thought it would-" You swore that Spencer looked disappointed, or maybe it was just really dark or the orange light was distorting your eyesight. "So you aren't in love with me?" He asked softly. "Do you want me to be?" You asked cautiously. "If you are, then yes" He smiled. "Then consider me in love with you, Dr. Spencer Reid," You smiled so hard that you couldn't stop.
After what felt like an hour, you were just staring into the ceiling. "Can I ask you something again?" Spencer was also staring, but he was staring at you rather than the ceiling. "As long as it's a question where I don't end up confessing my love for you," You gushed. "Can I sleep in your bed?" He paused. "I can't sleep" This was going fast. "I don't see why not" You smile. "Unless you really do wet the bed" You teased. You moved to the side of the bed and sat down watching Spencer move in with you. He looked so cute. When both of you were tucked in the sheets whispering things in a secretive manner, Spencer said something that made your heart stop. "You mean a lot to me, and I really am in love with you too." Both of you slept soundly that night, and you woke up in Spencer's arms.
A/N : this took me 2 hours to write and it's by far my longest written fanfic. I'm so happy and proud of myself, (in a good way - faye webster starts playing) please consider leaving a heart or following I really didn't expect this to take so long. atleast it isnt 2 hours of doomscrolling sigh.. also I saw someone write a fanfiction with 10k words. how. pls share the secrets
you're looking for hazelnuts but find spencer reid instead. a fanfic full of fluff that smells like cinnamon and vanilla. 🧸
Spencer Reid was in the grocery. Somewhere he was rarely seen, but he finally decided to go to because ordering takeout for the hundredth time wasn't particularly the best idea. It was getting late, 8 in the evening to be precise, few people were in the grocery. As Spencer entered the grocery he the athmosphere was warm and cozy, something you wouldn't expect from a grocery store. The evening was gloomy and dark, it was nights like these that he liked enjoyed at home reading books. But tonight was different because he was outside, and he couldn't wait to go home. He was now at the 3rd aisle he heard a voice muttering at the end of the aisle. He turned to see a pretty woman searching for something eagerly. Her forehead was creased signaling how focused she was in finding what she was looking for. There was something different with her, amongst the tired people at the grocery she seemed full of like and expression. Spencer couldn't resist not looking, he felt a teeny bit of curiousity. How important could this thing be that this girl is so determained to find? So he did something he probably wouldn't ever do, he went up to her. "What are you looking for?" asked Spencer, hoping to help (It was his second time at the grocery but he had already memorized where everything was located) "Oh, you just some hazelnuts," The woman answered, surprised by him asking. "I just can't find those stupid hazelnuts and my ego is just too high to ask for any help. Like always," She laughed. Spencer likes the sound of her laughter. She stood up and turned to Spencer, feeling delighted that someone noticed her woes. "Well, hazelnuts are one of the best nut sources of vitamin E and phenolic compounds, which shield cells from oxidative stress and reduce chronic inflammation, it's a really nice nut actually" Spencer fidgeted his fingers. "You learn something new everday, huh?" She smiled contagiously. Spencer didn't realize how he was rambling about hazelnuts at 8pm to a random stranger. "Oh, and the hazelnuts are in aisle 4, right besides the pecans and the almonds" But she couldn't help but look confused at him. "Do you work here or something?" she asked in delight. "No, uhm I work under the FBI" Spencer said with no ill-intent. "I would have never guessed" She chuckled, "That's really cool! It's way better than what I do" She replied. "What do you do?" Asked Spencer. "I work temporarily work at the library around the block," She paused, "I'm still finding my way around here, as you can see" She was sweet and easy to talk to. "Thanks for helping me , I owe you" She grinned. Spencer couldn't help but smile too. "It was really nice meeting you, I'm (name)" She held out her hand. "I'm Spencer, Dr. Spencer Reid" He shook her hand. "I'm going to get those hazelnuts now, bye!" She then began to walk away to find the esteemed hazelnuts at aisle 4. Spencer watched her as she went further away almost losing sight of her. But he could just *hear* Morgan's voice in his head telling him how on earth was he letting her leave without asking for her number. "Wait, (name)!" Spencer called out to her. He walked up to her, figuring out how to phrase what he wanted to say,"-You told me you owed me one, so I just wondered if it's alright for me to uhm, ask you, for your number?" Spencer asked as politely as he could. "-If it's alright with you of course" He added. "Sure, why not?" She pulled a light blue notepad from her bag and wrote down her number on it, and handed it to Spencer. He accidentally touched her hand for a fraction of a second but it was enough to set Spencer's heart beating loudly. "Here you go." She smiled. "I'll hear from you soon?"
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A/N : I started watching the show again since I stopped at season 3 a few years back and I'm currently on season 7 after only watching for a month. i hope you liked it. I also tried a different format for this post and I think i'll stick to it.
ron weasley x fem!reader /established relationship
: meeting the other weasleys' for the first time.
wc: 496 - fluff
: Arriving at the burrow, you didn't expect such a warm greeting from your boyfriend's family. "Oh dear! You are so pretty indeed" Molly's happy voice came from the kitchen as she walked to you and Ron. Somewhat embarrased you said, "Oh no, you shouldn't flatter me" You look to Ron, who was besides you and you could tell he was very embarrased as well, "What pretty hair too!" You blush, "Thank you," Ginny enters the room looking happy to see you. "Oh hi (name)!" She said sweetly. Molly smiles at you, "I've prepared dinner, Arthur is in the dining room, the twins are upstairs and Percy's in his room."
Fred and George step down the stairs sensing your arrival. "Where did you get this one?" They asked Ron in sync. "Uhm, hi" You wave. Ron looks at them grouchily, "You already know (name). Don't pretend you don't know her"
"Geez, can't handle a joke?" Fred laughs. George smirks, "Oh we see how you are practically with (name) every second of the day, we were starting to think that you two might be conjointed twins!" Ron was going to say something but you laughed and he didn't seem to mad anymore.
When you entered the dining room, the different aromas and scents enticed you. Arthur puts down a rubber duck, "Ah. Hello, you must be (name/lastname)?" You nod, "Yes, thank you for inviting me here" You sit down. Slowly the seats in the Weasley table filled up. As everyone finally settled in, Molly greets you again. "You are such a lovely girl, I know that you'll be perfect for Ron." Ginny rolls her eyes "As if Ron's any good-" Ron glanced at you then started to eat without saying anything. As the family started to eat you couldn't help but notice their family dynamic.
It was one that was a good one, you concluded. As you ate the delicous meal Molly made, you noticed how Ron kept stealing glances as you, as if he was looking for you approval. "This is amazing" You compliment Molly. "Oh thank you sweetie!" She replied happily. Once everyone finished eating, the Weasley's went to the living room.
Uh oh, this was what you were dreading the most. Talking with them. It was ackward and it kind of felt like an interview. But the comfort and love the meal Molly made earlier made those icky feelings wash away. As you chat with the Weasleys, you realise how nice Ron's family is. Or atleast how nice they were to you. (they weren't as nice in Ron's stories.) They weren't perfect but they were unbelievely sweet. Sweeter than a thousand chocolate frogs.
Once the evening was over you, you thanked Molly and Arthur a hundred times and over. Or atleast that's what it felt like. "Its our pleasure" They said smiling. You could hear molly talking after they closed the door "I like that girl!"
As Ron walked you home the dazzling bright stars filled the night sky. "I'm sorry- My family can be a lot" Ron said quietly. "Are you kidding me? They were amazing." You smile at him. Ron smiled back, "They really like you, you know" The aroma of the grass and flowers filled the air as you walked through the neighbourhood. As you finally arrive at your home you look at Ron endearingly, "Thanks for tonight, I had lots of fun" You smiles and you grabbed Ron for a hug. He didn't expect it so he was a bit stiff at first but he melted into your arms. "I'll see you tomorrow?"
A/N : i knowww i said in my last post that i wouldnt be posting any ron weasley writing for a while but i'm clearing out my drafts right now. :))
Ron didn't understand the effect you had on him. Whatever it was that you did to him. Ron didn't understand the science between it.
You knocked on the door. Finally the Burrow. Meeting Ron's parents, for the first time. Ginny opens the door. "Ronn! Your girlfriend is here" She teased.
Upstairs, Ron was pacing his room nervously. He had been there for hours now. Preparing what he was going to say not only to his parents, but also to you. He couldn't figure out what to do.
Ron ran down to the front door and pushed Ginny out the way. "-Hey (name)!" He could hardly speak, blushing.
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A/N : guys *gulp*, this is going to be the last ron weasley content for a while. i'm sorry twinsies but i will be exploring different topics and ideas for fanfictions. will be writing about spencer reid from criminal minds soon. thank u all xx
"Lavender accidentally dyes your hair blue and everyone teases you for it but your boyfriend Ron Weasley falls harder because of it."
aka ron acting so down bad
wc : 1k - (I wrote this half awake so)
"Oh pleaseee (name)!" Lavender whines to you. "My partner bailed out on me last minute and I need a person to cast my spell on later at Charms" Lavender looks at you with a very pleading look. "What kind of spell?" You ask, unsure on being Lavender's test subject. "Oh just the one that changes your hair a bit" Lavender pauses for a bit, "It won't do anything drastic of course." After more nagging and begging from Lavender you decided to agree. "I just need to say Crinus Muto and flick my wand to the left, it's that simple." Lavender said for the hundreth time. So you finally give in, "Fine," What bad could she even do?
"Okay class, let's start with Hermione" As Hermione performed her assigned spell it was a mix of astonished gasps and sighs. After Hermione it was Lavender's turn. And by that it meant that it was your turn to get your hair experimented on. You could see Ron smiling as you stepped in front. You forgot to tell him about this so he looked confused on why you were the test subject. But he gave a thumbs up to you. So you gave a thumbs up and smiled akwardly in return. "C-Crinus Muto!" Lavender said as she flicked her wand to the right. To the right. Not to the left, to the right. As Lavender flicked her wand to the right, a cloud of dust around you apeared. As the dust settled you could hear many shocked and surprised gasps. Then came laughter and snickers. "I don't think that was supposed to happen" Laughed Dean at the back. "Lavender. What happened?" You ask Lavender furiously. "What did you do." Lavender's face becomes very pale as she hurridly hands you a mirror. "Uh oh. I'm so sorry (name)" You stare at the mirror. Your eyes widen in horror. What was supposed to be slightly different became blue. Your hair was bright blue! "Oh gosh," You take a deep breath. You try to silence out the laughter but it was no use. Your hair was still bright blue. What was once your beautiful nautral hair became this oceany blue color. Filius Flitwick takes one look at your hair and turns to Lavender. "This is utterly dissapointing Lavender. And for you (name), I think you should go to Madam Pomfrey to sort this out. You should accompany her Lavender and apologize." Said Filius Flitwick as he led you to the door.
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"I'm so so so so sorry (name)!" Apologized Lavender as you walked in the hallway. As you arrive at Madam Pomfrey she takes one look at your hair and then one look at Lavender. "You flicked to the right?" She asked Lavender. Lavender nods sorrowfully. "Well no need to frown dear," Madam Pomfrey turns to you, "(name) just drink this potion and that blue will fade away" She says with a smile as she hands you a shimmery lilac potion. "Thank you so much" You say happily as you gulp down the potion. "I've seen this in the books but this the first tome a student did this" Madam Pomfrey chuckles. You look at your hair. It's still blue "Wait, why isn't gone yet?" You ask nervously. "I'm sorry dear it's going to take atleast 18 hours to fully fade back to your natural hair color." She pats your head.
An hour later. Charms class, finished. Hair? Still blue. You were walking to your next class. You could feel the students there staring at your hair. Fred and George spot you and whistle at you. 'This is absolutely killing me' you thought.
You completely forgot that Ron saw you earlier until this moment. "Blimey (name) you look magnificent-" Ron runs to you. "Stop it Weasley. I'm not in the mood for your jokes right now," You were not having this. "No, I mean it. You look hot. so bloody hot" It's almost like he's drooling. "Shut up, please" You ask. "My girlfriend has blue hair" Ron says admiring it. "For Merlin's sake Ron!" You were very embarrased by the whole thing. But this part was very unexpected. You didn't expect Ron to love your new look. "Please don't change it back" Ron begs. "Well sadly it's going to fade away in 17 hours" You pout at Ron.
"Kiss me"
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The next day you went to walk to breakfast with Ron, your hair back to its natural color. "I'm still upset that you changed it back" Ron sighs. "Whatever, Weasley-" You didn't finish what you were going to say because as you entered the Great Hall you could see a flood of colored hair in the hall. Red, green, purple, every color in the rainbow was on Hogwart's students. "Woah. What's going on" You ask. You spot Lavender who looks very cheery. "Hey. You- Lavender!" You call to her. "What's going on?" You ask. "Oh! Everybody really liked your look yesterday and kept asking me on how I did it. I didn't tell them how, but I did charge 5 per student!" Lavender grins. "What? You charge for it?" You ask. As Lavender was going to answer, Hermione chimes in. "Actually, what Lavender doing is not allowed because in page 567 of Hogwarts Rules it clearly states that students are not allowed to have unatural hair color in any form or way. So, I'm giving this thing 2 hours before everyone gets caught."
Rom turns to you with loving eyes. "My girlfriend is such a role model" He teases you. You shove him.
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A/N : Please don't mind the amount of things I got wrong HAHAHAH I got inspired to write this because trust I'm going to get some form of blue in my hair this month 🤞🏻🤞🏻
Why? I don't know that's just how he is. He loves your attention since he is kinda neglected if you think about it. So he always ragebaits you and gets super playful
He's easily jealous and he knows it
Ron gets really jealous whenever any other guys stare at you or try to even talk to you. He's really protective and he swears by it. He doesn't get mad at you but he gets mad at those "stupid blokes"
Ron loves spending time with you
He just can't leave you alone and sometimes it's a bit annoying, but you have to admit, you really love it. He always finds you and stays by your side, like always.
He takes his time in finding you gifts
Ron gets really nervous when finding you gifts that you would like and he puts his whole heart into it. You love his gifts.
He tells you the most random things to make you smile
Anything, absoloutely anything just to make you smile. He'll peek at your face to see your reaction and he does it very cutely.
He absolutely loves it when you watch him play Quidditch
It's his time to shine and he takes that very seriously. He always tries to do something to get you attention like winking at you but then forgets he's playing and gets hit by a bludger. That happens too often. But his smile after games when you run to him is so good.
"Ron Weasley needs to find the perfect gift for the most perfect girl he knows, you! He goes through a lot trying to find the best gift."
fluff - wc : 800
first fanfic of 2026 - @angelphie
Ron sat on the couch thinking very deeply, for it was about something important. It was going to be your birthday in a week, and Ron needed to find you a gift. "What would (name) like?" It's very hard to give a gift to someone, especially when they are a very special someone. You were indeed a very special someone, so this made Ron nervous. What do you even get for your girlfriend? He's been at it for almost three weeks, checking every store for something you would like. He even read a book, Twelve Fail Safe Ways to Charm Witches, which helped but it wasn't enough. Ron asked Ginny about what she thought you would like, but she laughed at him and continued to tease him for weeks. So Ron was stuck, what could he do?
Ron had one of his last options, asking Molly, his Mum. This would be very embarassing since he couldn't fathom asking his Mum about his girlfriend! He tried with Hermione because, she's a girl. But she didn't give a good enough answer. So now he had to ask his Mum. Molly was at the kitchen baking cookies for Ginny and her friends. Ron stood by the counter, cleared his throat and asked the question. "What do you give to a girl?" He asked looking at the floor. "What kind of girl?" Molly replied focused on her kneading. A girlfriend. "Forget it- Nevermind" Ron looks away preparing to leave. "Is this for (name)?" Molly laughed lightly. Ron nodded. Molly then proceeded to list a lot of things that Ron had not even heard of before. After that, Ron felt a bit tired.
A few days later, Ron went for a walk. He was losing hope now but he didn't want to admit it. The brownish red leaves fell from the trees, signaling the coming of autumn.
But Ron saw something at a tucked away street corner, a stall filled with various things from faraway lands.
"Fancy any of these young lad?" The store owner asked Ron in a jolly voice. Ron smiled and scanned the area with his eyes, looking for the one. Those objects were kept in little brown crates. So many objects of delight were in that store. The most absurd things to the most beautiful objects were side by side in the stall. Ron went through all the crates, looking in each and every one. And there it was, placed in all of its glory in a little brown crate. Hidden beneath the bundle of crates, almost hidden, the parcel was. It had a sort of aura that was as if it was calling Ron to it.
Ron's eyes lit up with delight. Finally! Ron found the perfect gift. It was something he knew you would love. He was so joyful, this gift was the most perfect thing he could buy for you. He held it in his arms, and ran to pay for it quickly. He quickly paid for the gift and went home.
Ron knocked on your door, hoping that you were still there. Your family's going to Paris with you because it was your birthday. So Ron went a day before your birthday. As Ron knocked on the door, he waited for a few seconds.
"Hello?" A light soft voice emerges. "Wait-" You say as you slightly opened the door. "Hi Ron!" You smile as you peeked out the door.
"Hey (name)" Ron fidgets awkwardly, "I just wanted to greet you uh a Happy Birthday y'know" He paused, "So...Happy birthday (name)" Ron grinned. "Thank you Ron!" You smile. "I got something for you" Ron adds.
"Really? You didn't have too.." You say, a bit embarrassed that someone would take the hassle to get you something.
Ron blushes a deep shade of red as he hands you the present. You carefully unbox the present, Ron nervously stares at your hands as you tear the gift wrapper. You held the gift in your hands delicately. It was the most gorgeous, beautiful gift one could give.
"Oh Ron! This is such a lovely gift,"
Ron smiles and his face quickly fills up with joy. Seeing you love his gift made him very happy, it was worth all the trouble in the world when he saw your smile that could light up the darkest rooms. He stood there admiring you as you held the gift. You loved the gift, it was the best thing anyone has given you.
just a silly little headcanon of how I think this would happen <3
Ron stays close to you every moment
- He loves spending every moment with you and he does that by staying close to you.
He tries to make it not obvious.
- By going a few steps closer, he goes a bit more closer to you. you pretend you don't notice and you can see his face blush to a lovely shade of pink.
- While getting food at the table, he's at your side, shoulders ocassionally brushing with yours and hands touching. He gets easily flustered by this but he hides it miserably.
Instead of avoiding chores, Ron does it more to impress you
- When you get assigned to get the ornaments from the closet, Ron happily volunteers to accompany you.
"Here, be careful" Ron says
- He shows off by carrying four boxes of ornaments, balancing them on his 'strong' arms in hopes of impressing you more.
Ron tries to hide his excitement when you open his presents for you
- He put a lot of thought on what to give you for Christmas. "What do you even give to a girl?" Were his words. After many deliberate ideas, he finally settles on the perfect gift for you
He watches you open it nervously.
- Would you enjoy his gift? Hopefully so, Ron watches eagerly yet nervously as you carefully tear the gift wrapper.
Ron gets embarrased whenever he gets teased by his siblings with you
- Getting teased is not new to Ron Weasley, but he gets really embarrased whenever his siblings tease him around you.
He blushes of embarrasment and hides it.
- "Shut it Fred!" He turns his head away, hoping you didn't notice him blushing red.
that's it!
A/N : I'm not sure if HP characters celebrate or acknowledge Christmas so please forgive me if it isn't accurate though I tried to make it as accurate as possible. Merry Christmas to everyone reading! ♡
i swear there was a part in one of the books where they did celebrate but i searched the entire internet and couldnt find it im literally so confused am i like imagining things that didn't happen??
-ron weasley x fem!ravenclaw!reader / slight angst
"ron weasley has developed feelings for you long ago, longing for you, and almost everyone in hogwarts knows. but life made you choose someone else, and that makes jealousy start to rise."
wc - 1.6k / written by the @angelphie
: The dim starry night sky gave Ron mixed feelings. He was thinking, about everything that happened that day. "That stupid bloke" He thought. Seeing you with another guy, made his blood boil, how could he not?
Earlier that day, Ron was late. He was mad late for his third class. It didn't help that Hogwarts is full of slow walkers. "Excuse me-" He wanted to push all these students who kept talking and not walking. "Bloody hell" Transfiguration was his third class, and also the class where Gryffindors shared class with the Ravenclaws. That meant sharing classes with you. He had to arrive on time, to find a seat close to you, oh and also because he didn't want another detention. Finally the group of girls infront of him went away and his path cleared. When he arrived to class he was estatic. Estatic because there were only a few seats left. And those seats were near you. He was just right on time. Hermione insisted to go early with Harry, together, she's really keen on being with Harry all the time. But Ron didn't give that much thought. Hermione and Harry didn't even save a seat for Ron. Anyways, Ron went to the seat closest to you. "Hi," He said enthusiastically. "Oh, hi Ron." You replied. Just hearing you voice made Ron's heart skip a beat. As class started Ron couldn't help but divert his gaze to you, ocassionally, of course. Dean, who was next to you couldn't help but notice that. "Ron, stop staring at (name) and listen to the class, would you?" Dean said a bit too loud. Ron felt his face heat up. "Shut up, you want me to tell mum about you snogging Ginny?" Ron replied, covering his face with his hands. Dean stopped afterwards but the other Ravenclaw girls were giggling while looking at Ron and you. Ron peeked from his hands to see your reaction. You seemed embarrased and uncomfortable. The rest of the class was very akward. Why did you react that way? This was the first time you acted that way. Usually you would smile along or blush ocassionally but today was different. Everyone in Hogwarts knew you liked each other, but Ron didn't have the courage to ask you out yet. Because your parents didn't approve of Ron, "Really, him? His family isn't rich or prominent. If we catch you going out with him you will be in trouble." They said. So it just stayed like that. For 3 years, you liked each other but Ron couldn't make a move. Everyone knew that Ron longed for you. After that class, Ron noticed you seemed to hurry and left fast. But on your desk Ron saw that you left your textbook. So he picked up your textbook and ran to you, to give it back.
He finally spotted you in the hallway surrounded by a group of students. He wondered why there were a lot of students surrounding you but he figured he could just ask you later. A lot of the students surrounding you were very excited for some reason. Ron cleared his throat, "Uhm (name), you left this in your chair" A lot of the students were snickering now. And that's when Ron could really see what was really going on. A tall student, possibly a year older than Ron was standing next to you. He was holding a large bouquet, chalk-full of flowers. The student was directly facing you. "Hey (name) look who's here!" a student snickered. The tall student looked at Ron and then at you. "Love, I think you should sort this out with the Weasley first." Ron fumbled to find the correct words. What was happening? Who even was this guy you were with? "Give me a moment," You said quietly. You dragged Ron to a corner. "I'm sorry Ron." You paused to glance at the textbook. "Thanks- for the book" You added. Ron looked at you confused. "Who's that bloke? Why was he calling you 'love'?" Ron asked. "That's Micheal, a Slytherin, he's courting me. My parents are making me say yes. My parents love his family." You said bluntly almost insulting Ron at the last part. "I'm sorry Ron, you had your chance." Ron could see your eyes were sorrowful when you said this. "It's too late now" Ron could see right through you like a glass pane, "I'm very happy with him though. So please just let me be!" You added as you left, almost unsure about what you said about being happy. Ron was left alone in that corner as he watched you leave with the guy. His heart really got broken..
So now, here he was staring at the starry night sky, thinking about what had just happened that afternoon. "You had your chance" Were the words that haunted Ron. "It's too late now" He was so stupid for not doing anything. He had those 3 damn years, why didn't he do anything? It was so infurating Ron wanted to crash out. He hated himself for not taking all the chances he had. So what if your parents don't like him? Surely you would fight for him right? But you chose someone else intead. And that really hurt Ron. He thought about all the times of you two together. "One day, we'll be together" He recalled saying to you. He remembered you held his hand, pulling him in for a kiss that day. All those moments, those unsure yet full of love moments slipping away.
The next few weeks were tough. It was like torture, Ron fully believed that staying in Azkaban was better than this. Even if he tried not to care, he did care deep inside. Everyday he would see you and that guy, with roses, chocolates or anything romantic. He was jealous he couldn't deny that. He was jealous of that guy. That should've been him. He wanted to strangle that guy. But you looked unhappy. Everytime you saw Ron your smile would fade and it looked like you wanted to burst in tears. Ron noticed that your face looked as if you cried a lot. It was hard not to care, especially when Ron saw the state you were in. He wanted to run torwards you, to hug you, to ask if you were okay. But he had to respect your wish for him to leave you alone. And that was really hard.
Days past, then weeks and before Ron knew it, it was 6 months after that day. The Yule ball was coming up. A lot of things happened in that 6 months, many tests and peculliar things. But finally the Yule ball was happening. The whole of Hogwarts were excited. Everyone began asking each other out and doing lovey dovey things. Ron only wanted to ask one person to the Yule ball, you. He still deeply cared about you. But you were still with that guy. Ron ended up asking one of the Patil twins who quickly went with a Dumstrang bloke when the Yule ball started. Ron was left sitting alone, for Harry & Hermione kept dancing together for what seemed like forever. Ron saw you in a corner, standing with the guy. You looked so beautiful, Ron thought. You were wearing the pale blue dress that seemed to shimmer in the ballroom. But you seemed unhappy. You two were fighting. The guy you were with seemed annoyed, rumor has it that your relationship has been unstable with all the other girls the guy had.
Ron couldn't bare to see you like that so he went outside for some air. The starry night sky looked like the same night sky 6 months ago. And then Ron heard crying, he knew who was crying. "(name)?" Ron went to you. You were sitting in a chair crying your heart out. "I'm sorry" You cried. "Are you alright? What happened?" Ron asked empathetically. "I caught him snogging another girl again" You looked to Ron. "Are you alright?"
You change the topic, "I'm sorry for all the harsh things I said to you on that day" You cried harder. "Don't apologize" Ron answered. "It's on me. I was acting stupid, thinking I had all the time in the world." Ron continued. "I had so many chances." He said.
"But I shouldn't have blamed you!" You sobbed. "Both of us know the real reason is because your from a family they don't like" You continued on, "I should have fought for us!" Ron went closer to you and gave you a hug. Went he held you it was full of emotion, it wasn't of lust, it was of love. Even if that love wasn't the type of love you would've thought of. "Don't worry, it's alright (name)" Ron reassured you. "I still bloody love you, you know" Ron said, half smiling. "We can stay here until the night ends, y'know" Ron continued holding you in his arms. "Then I don't want night to end." You replied.
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a/n : I got the idea for this fic from this photo, although I'm sure this is from another show that rupert is in. He looks very jelly here, right?
"ron weasley finds what he thinks is the most beautiful and perfect girl in the whole wizarding world, and he does everything he can to find out who this mystery girl is"
wc : 1.6k
longest fic now whatt?? - @angelphie
: The buzzling atmosphere of the Three Broomsticks combined with the sound of chatter and the sweet smell of butterbeer filled the room. Ron, Harry & Hermione were occupying one of the tables there, discussing the usual events in Hogwarts. Homework, lessons, fights and of course, the constant fear of Voldemort. "What do you think he's going to do next?" Hermione asked Harry. The conversation was a blur, it was fairly boring to Ron, not because the topic was boring but because it had been discussed for over a hundred times, or at least that's what it felt like to him. He began observing the things around him. The usual students were there, the happy hufflepuffs, serious ravenclaws and so on. All the students seemed to be chatting or joking around. But there was one person that caught Ron's attention. A very pretty girl was sitting alone in one of the tiny tables in the corner. Her long hair was kept tidy and her face was tinted a light shade of pink from the cold outside. Maybe she had just arrived. As the girl sipped her butterbeer, Ron couldn't help but notice how the girl did it so gently and gracefully. She tucked her hair slowly, staring at the golden hue of her butterbeer. Her beauty was unreal, Ron had never seen a girl like her. She seemed the same age as Ron. She seemed so polite, but also lonely. Everyone there were either with a friend or a group of friends. Ron diverted his gaze to what she was wearing. "Huh. A Ravenclaw" Ron thought. "That probably means that she's smart" Ron couldn't believe that the student was from Ravenclaw because frankly, he didn't think that Ravenclaws could be that pretty. Her eyes were full of life, and so dreamy. Gryffindor doesn't have a lot of classes with the Ravenclaws, so maybe thats why he hadn't noticed her. Her features looked like it was carefully carved on, like a perfect doll. The girl seemed to notice how Ron was staring at her for the past 15 minutes and they locked eyes. She seemed a bit flustured by the sudden attention and looked away, blushing.
Suddenly Ron heard hermione speak to him, "Ron! Are you even listening?" Ron finally got out of the sort of trance he was in. It was the first time that happened to him. "Uh, yeah" That was a lie. "Honestly Ronald.." Hermione scoffed. Harry and Hermione went on with their conversation and seemingly just ignored Ron. Well Ron didn't care he was just too focused on the girl. He kept looking, and looking away. Just to make sure you were still there. "Do you know who that is?" Ron found himself abruptly asking the two. "Who?" Harry asked. "Her. Her. The Ravenclaw sitting alone" Ron answered. "No, I don't know her" Harry said. Truth was, Harry didn't know much of the other students, he was too busy with his own problems. Hermione rolled her eyes, "How is this relevant to our current conversation?" Ron shrugged "I dunno, I was just wondering" He paused, "You have a lot of friends in Ravenclaw right?" He asked. "Yes, I do. Now I would like to continue with what we left on. Right Harry?" Hermione turned to Harry and began talking again.
Later when Hermione went to the bathroom, Harry noticed how Ron looked at the girl. "..Maybe you should try talking to her. Give it a chance" Harry said quietly. Ron took uo the courage to talk to her, maybe he could ask about her name so they could know each other better. Ron walked slowly torwards the girl. It felt as if the busy loud room went silent, atleast to Ron. He could feel is heart racing, Why?? As he aproached the girl he cleared uo his throat "Hey, uhm- Are you in the fifth year?" Ron said leaning torwards the wall. You quickly faced Ron, "Yes, I am in the fifth year," You said shyly, "How about you?" You asked Ron. "Yeah same, you're in Ravenclaw?" He knew she was, but he had to ask to be sure. "Mhm. I am" Hopefully she didn't notice Ron staring at her earlier. The two just kind of stood there in the kiddle of the chaotic room. The girl looked first to the ceiling, then to the floor and then at Ron. Here it was, his chance. "Do you want me to buy you a butterbeer?" Ron asked. He was waiting for your response, was she going to say yes? "I would like that, but I already bought myself one. I'm sorry" She apologized. "You don't need to say sorry-" Ron said bluntly. How stupid was he? She clearly had a butterbeer in her table. Why did he even offer to buy her a new one? "-I meant like in a different time, you know, only if you'd like to, I mean" The girl was blushing now, well both of you were. Was it from embarassment or from genuine interest? "Oh, I'd love too sometime..You really sure?" You asked sincerely. Ron nodded "Anytime you'd like,maybe we can talk because you seem really cool- I mean uh nice and-" Sadly, Ron couldn't finish asking her out because a grouo of girls entered the Three Broomsticks at that exact moment. "Hey!! Lets go now, c'mon!" The group called to her. "I would really like that, But I have to go. I'm so sorry Ron, catch you later?" The girl said as she ran to her friends waving & smiling to Ron as she went. Ron overheard one of the girls say to her, "What are you doing with the Weasley? -Reallyy? A Weasley?" You just nodded shyly and exited the Three Broomsticks.
As Ron and Harry were talking back at the dorms, Ron couldn't help but wonder. "How did she know my name?" Ron asked Harry. "Well, you know a lot of people know us, so it isn't surprising she knows your name." Harry replied. That was true, being close to the very much infamous Harry made Ron gain some popularity. But he didn't realize it was that much. "She did say she liked the idea of you know, so maybe I have a chance" Ron rambled on. Harry listened, he was good at that. But Ron had a problem, "Wait- I don't know who she is!" Ron realized. "Was waiting for you to realize that." Harry said. "I didn't get to ask her name, how bloody stupid of me!" Ron said annoyed. "You can try to find her tomorrow" Harry suggested.
The next few days, Ron couldn't think straight. He just needed to know who that girl was. He couldn't flat out ask some Ravenclaws about her or else she might think Ron is down bad. (he is though) So, being the smart person he is, Ron decided to wait for the Ravenclaw's classes to finish and watch every single Ravenclaw student that comes out the door. Well you might wonder, 'why didn't he just go to the Ravenclaw table at lunch period' He didn't even think of that because we was so wrapped up in his thoughts, i know, 'smart' right?
Ron decided to skip divination, since that was the most useless period in Ron's ideology. The Ravenclaws and Slytherins had a class in Potions. So Ron went to the Potions room, leaning on the wall waiting. Ocassionaly, Peeves would go through the hallway. Either making small-talk or annoying Ron. He didn't care though he was just focused on one thing. He kept peeking into the classroom, hoping to find you and hoping that nobody noticed him. Finally, potions end and a wave of Ravenclaws and Slytherins exit the room. Ron tries to look at every single face that passes, hoping you recognize him. As the countless students exited Ron could sense it. "C'mon, c'mon" Ron mentally panicked. And then he finally saw you in the crowd! But Draco Malfoy saw him first. "What are you doing here Weasley? Why don't you go crawl back to your friends" Draco scoffed. "You aren't supposed to be here. Why aren't you with your friend Potter?" Ron watched in agony as he lost your face in the crowd.
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"You should just knock on the Ravenclaw tower, Ron. It isn't that hard! Your being so pathetic about it." Hermione lectured Ron as she heard about the situation. "Yea. I think so" Ron nodded sadly. So he made his way to the Ravenclaw tower that evening. It was evening almost past curfew, so Ron decided that this was the moment that everyone would already be back at the dorms. The hallways of Hogwarts seemed to shimmer and dazzle that evening. It was as if the air was different that night. As Ron finally arrived to the Ravenclaw tower he gave a knock. What would he say when someone opened the door?
"Hello?" A voice answers and opens the door. No way, it's her! Ron began talking but he was unable to form a sentence "uh-hm hi again" He answered. "Hey," You smiled sweetly. "I didn't get your name last time" Ron looked at you. "Oh yeah, i'm sorry I had to leave it was really unexpected." You laugh akwardly. "I'm (name), it's nice to meet you, again" You grinned at him. "(name), that's cool. I'm Ron, Ron Weasley" Ron looked at you with a genuine smile. "Yeah. A lot of people know you here" The warm dim light seemed to give you a delightful glow making you look like a sort of angel. "Have you thought about what I said?" Ron asked nervously. "Mhm, So..When?" You say as you nodded positively. "Next saturday?" Ron asked. "I'd like that!" You answer. "Nice meeting you (name)" Ron tilted his head grinning at you.
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As Ron walked back to the Gryffindor common room, he couldn't stop grinning.
· by angelphie
A/N : hey there reader! I tried a new format, ocassionally using "girl/she/her/you" here in this fanfic. It's my 1st time using that combination. Although I feel like it's a bit messy & distracting. Please tell me if you like the "you" only in fanfics because I really need feedback on that :)
"You only agreed to pretend date your best friend ron weasley to make him win a bet, but what happens when you start to fall for each other?"
wc : 1.5k
my longest fic yet woohooo - @angelphie
: "I just want to beat that stupid guy, I swear" Ron complained to you "I can't afford losing anymore money, mum would absolutely kill me!" He groaned. "Why did you even agree to a silly bet?" You ask, slightly interested. You wanted to help, you really did since Ron was your closest friend, maybe even you best friend. "It's 100 galleons, who wouldn't!" Ron sighed. "Well, what's it about then?" You ask sincerely. "It's about whoever gets to get real a girlfriend first that lasts more than 6 months" Ron answers and here was the moment when Ron got the idea. He glanced over to you, sort of inspecting you. Well, your long blonde hair and striking blue eyes gave you the standard girlfriend look but surely you wouldn't agree to such an atrocious idea. "What are you looking at me for??" You glared at Ron. You knew what he was thinking about. "Pleaseeeee (name) I really need this" He gave you the damn puppy eyes.
So that was that. You finally agreed after countless hours of begging from Ron. Splitting the 100 galleons between you two would be the most reasonable solution. You could see the look on Ron's friends when you came out holding hands with matching scarves. It was really obnoxious and cringe, but anything for the money. After a month, 1 full month of fake dating, the guy Ron was against in the bet stupidly fell for it and was shaking in his boots every time he would see you two. It started tamely with the holding hands and the sweet gestures, but obviously it requires more or else they would stop falling for it but you weren't quite ready for that.
Finally one day, "Why don't I see you two snog?" Ginny asked you infront of a lot of people, "I just know Ron would be all over you, if you two are really dating" Thanks a lot Ginny. You replied to her instantly, "What your asking for is stupid, of course we snog! Just not in public everyday like you and Dean..!" That shut her up. "Hmph let's go, right Ron?" you glance at him. "Mhm" Ron half-answered, chocolate frog in mouth. You take his arm and start walking away.
Later that day, Ron and you were talking, "-Maybe we do need to-uh you know, snog?" Ron was a bit delighted with the idea of it, but obviously he didn't say that. "Yuck, are you serious right now?" You toss your blonde hair to the side, "-If really needed to, only for emergencies or something," Ron adds. "I guess so," You frown slightly, how could you ever snog someone like Ron? Well he is a bit cute but he's still, you know, he's still Ron!
Well, that was you on the first month. It is now currently the 5th month, and it's changed, drastically. It's winter now, so cold and a lot has changed. How do I explain this? Let's just say, you kind of like snogging Ron now. You couldn't afford another allegation, for a lot came after the Ginny incident. So you snogged. In the hallway, the common room, the library, the classrooms, basically just everywhere. "Just shut up and do it!! Let's just get it over with!!" You said frantically when you pulled Ron to the side. "Alright but-" Poor Ron wasn't even able to finish the sentence because you dragged him into the hallway and made out with him. That happened a lot. That stopped a lot of the fake dating allegations though, that's a good thing, right?
You kind of liked this thing now.
You were walking alone to the great hall, but Ron catched up to you. "Hey (name), I got you this necklace, I'd figured you'd like it" He flashed you a big grin. "Try it on" Ron carefully puts the necklace on you, his hands shaking a little, "Isn't it cool?" Ron said. "How cheesy, you know you don't have to do this." You say. "Do you like it?" He looked at you for approval. "Yeah, it alright" Ron tried to shrug it off, pretending your aproval didn't mean much to him. But he really liked it and he began to really like you, for real this time.
Now, these things started to mess with your head. It didn't mean anything, of course? All those kisses didn't really mean anything, the public affection it was all fake, that's what you thought. No way am I falling for him. His hair always looks good, he treats you nicely, he remembers the pretend 'monthsarry' and does all those couple things that made you puke but he's always so sweet and caring to you, So what? Why on earth would he feel the same way. It isn't even real! He's your bestfriend, for Merlin's sake. This relationship isn't real, remember! All these thoughts began running in your head. You need to sort this out.
You were sitting infront of the great lake. It was almost frozen. Admiring its' blueish black color you watched the little creatures thst lived in the great lake. You were wearing your favorite scarf, it was from Molly, she made it for you a long time ago. But you didn't want to think about Molly because she was a Weasley and thinking about a Weasley made you think about Ron and thinking about Ron made you think about the pretend dating thing and your feelings for Ron and thinking about your feelings for Ron, well it made you feel sick. You stared at the water, there was a little fish swimming underneath the ice. The water swished and splashed and made you feel more calm. Although the calmness didn't last for long. As Ron caught you sitting alone near the great lake. "Bloody hell (name) I've been looking for you for the past hour!" He sat next to you. "Do I have to tell you where I am every second?" You scoff. "Are you alright?" He tilted his head to get a better look at you, analyzing your face. "Yeah whatever, I-" Ron went closer to you. "What's the problem? did some stupid bloke do something?" He asked. 'No- I don't know but, don't you ever think that this could be more, more than a bet, that this could be something, something real?" You pause to think "-I don't know, I'm sorry, I'm being incredibly stupid right now, just forget it.." Your voice trails away slowly.
Ron was taken a back, he didn't really expect that from you. Your relationship with him always included laughs, jokes, shallow stuff and whatnot. You weren't the type to talk about this stuff up close, so it kind of frightened Ron. Because this was different, and it probably meant you were serious about it. Both your faces were pink from the cold and you just sat there, in silence. "I should just go. Don't go after me Ron." You stood up, taking one last look at Ron. He looked confused, it was as if he wanted to say something more, but he didn't. You ran back, tears flooding your eyes. Why didn't he say anything? Does that mean he doesnt feel the same torwards you?
Later that same night, Ron pondered in his bed. He looked up to see only darkness. He kept thinking about earlier. What did you mean when you said that this could be something real? He kept thinking about it, fidgeting with his fingers. Truth is, Ron also wanted it to be something real. He was just scared. Scared of the thought of losing you. What if you got tired of him? He didn't want to give up this friendship, or hypothetical relationship. How would it even work? he thought. But he had to take that risk in order to show what he truly felt.
The next day, Ron took up the courage to talk to you again. "Hey, (name)" You didn't know what to do, so you kept quiet. "I just want to tell you that I'm sorry" He paused, "I'm sorry for all the trouble i've caused you. You were right, the bet was stupid." You refused to listen, you crossed your arms. This made Ron lose it. "I do feel the same (name)! I really like you too but I was afraid. I was afraid of making it real and i'm bloody stupid for that. That's my mistake (name) I'm sorry. I really am. I've thought about making it real a hundred times. I do want something real for you, for us, (name) I do want something real, and I can only imagine it with you." Ron wouldve rambled on but that was all he really wanted to say. The silence grew louder before you broke it. "Oh Ron!" You cried as you gave him as hug. "I'm sorry too, I really love you" You cried into his arms. "Is this the part where I snog you?" Ron asked. "Yes."
Teenage love, very silly isn't it? But that was only the start of your relationship with Ron Weasley. It grew and became a very beautiful and precious thing over the years. A wonderful,delicate, and full of love kind of thing. You continued in the relationship with Ron, but it wasn't pretend anymore. It was real. The love you had for each other was real now and stronger than ever. Oh and Ron did win the bet, and he used the money to spoil you with as many chocolate frogs as you wished.
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"ron weasley has been friends with you since you were both children, but he's developed feelings for you and he finally takes up the courage to tell you unexpectedly"
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writen by the one and only - @angelphie
: The sky was a vibrant hue of blue this warm summer day, the leaves swayed and the birds chirped outside of the Burrow. Ron Weasley woke up to the sound of chatter coming from the living room. He felt a bit weird, like something wasn't the same today. It was hot, and he felt kind of sticky. Ron made his way down to the loud living room, still in his pajamas, the living room smelled of cinnamon and perfume. The perfume smelled light, sweet and fruitful. Ron knew who this belonged to, it was you, of course it was. You've been friends with the Weasley children for so many years. They were like a second family too you ever since your father left. You loved spending time with all of the but you connected the most with Ron. Both of you were often overshadowed by your own siblings, so it kind of felt good to have someone to talk about those things. Ron felt the same way torwards you, he often felt outshined by his siblings and his other friends, Harry & Hermione. As Ron entered the living room he saw Ginny in the sofa talking to you. Ron ran his hand through his hair as he saw you, somewhat trying to fix the messy bundle of ginger hair on his head. Ron wondered about what you two were talking about, and why you were at the burrow so early in the morning. "Oh hey, Ron" You smile at him. Ron noticed your hair looked really good today and that you seemed to have a sort of glow. "Uh, hey (name)! It's really early, isn't it?" Ron's voice trailed away as he stopped and stared at you. "Mhm yeah, I'm just here because my sister is having her friends over without my mum knowing and I didn't want to be the when my mum arrives" You reply, it was true,by being the burrow your sister wouldn't blame you. "Oh yeah, cool" Ron said but he was a bit distracted, why did you look so pretty today? Ron noticed how your gorgeous long hair laid on your shoulders and how your dimples showed when you smiled. The curve of your smile and how you looked so, happy. How you wore the red shirt he liked and the jeans that made you look very very distracting to him, at least "Bloody hell, you looks so hot" Ron said quietly stuttering on the last part. "What?" You tilt you head, confused "Are you all right?" you began laughing. "What am I doing?" Ron suddenly broke out of the somewhat trance you had on him. "Huh? I'm alright I didn't say anything!"
"I can't do this, (name) is my closest friend, I've known her for so long,why am I thinking that way, I shouldn't altough-" Ron thought as he began turning red. "Nothing! Sorry (name), I think I'm just hungry" He said abruptly. Ginny who witnessed the whole encounter gave a knowing look at Ron, and then at you. Ginny turned to you and began to open her mouth to speak before Ron covered her mouth and whispered "Stop. What. You're. About. To. Say." in a very agressive way. Ginny decided it wasn't worth it and would probably tell you later about her findings. "I'll leave you two alone...for now" Ginny smirked as she sassed her way out of the living room. Something changed in Ron, and it felt unusual. You diverted your gaze on what Ron was wearing "Are you in your pajamas?"
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A few weeks after that incident, Ron spent those days time trying to hide and avoid you. It felt weird, why did his attitude torwards you change. He always felt like you were a friend, a close one yeah, indeed. He didn't really think of you in that way before. But he had to admit you were attractive, but he probably didn't stand a chance. Guys at Hogwarts were always buzzing around you, yet you turn them down, most of the time laughing at them. Every time. It's as if you were waiting for something, or someone. "Whatever, I'll just act normal, nothings changed" Ron thought to himself. Well he was wrong, very wrong. He's been crushing on you for a long time, just in denial. Suddenly, Ron sees you running towards him "Do you want to bake cookies with me and Ginny?" You pause, "-If you don't want to it's fine," You added shrugging. "Yeah, why not" Ron found himself saying, why did he say yes? You took Ron's arm and dragged him into the kitchen where Ginny was waiting. "Okay, we need sugar, you two get some from the upper shelf." Ginny said in a bossy manner and shoo'd both of you away. "It's in the pantry" Ron said as you followed him into the pantry. It was dark and cold "Doesn't this old thing have any lights?" You say as you both enter the big uncomfortable pantry. The pantry was huge, probably could fit a person or two. "Don't know usually, it's mum who goes here" Ron answered. You hear a light mischievous laugh coming from outside of the pantry, it belonged to Ginny. "What are you laughing for?" Ron asked confused. "Bye!" Was Ginny's farewell as she shut the pantry doors and locked it from the outside. "Have you gone mad??" Ron tried to open the pantry but you two were stuck inside. "What the hell? Why did Ginny even lock it" You cross your arms. Now this was the exact moment both of you realized how little space the pantry left for I don't know, breathing.
After like ten minutes of banging the pantry doors nobody came to rescue you two, "It's no use, mum and dad are out and the twins won't help us" Ron concluded. You stared at him, even with the dark lighting you could see his face, just a bit. His hair was scruffy and messy, his eyes glinted with curiosity, probably curious about what you were thinking, and his face was tinted pink. The silence grew louder as you two just stood there awkwardly. "Well, uhm, you know I've been meaning to tell you something," Ron glanced at you for approval. "What?" You suddenly felt your face heating up, is he going to say what you think he is going to say? "Uh, we've known each other for so long, right?" Oh boy "Yeah, since I was like 6 and you were 7, I think" You tilt your head a bit, it was Ron's weakness. flustered, he began saying "So, I've been thinking and I want to tell you that you are the most amazing bloody hot and funniest person I know, and I-" Ron was cut off when you interrupted him saying "R-Ron there's a spider above you" You squeak. "S-SPIDER-RR!!! AAAHHHHH" Ron panicked and freaked out. "You took off you slippers and began slamming it on the poor tiny spider. "DIE. DIE. DIE" You say as you brutally slam your slipper on the spider, ending it's fate. You stop. "I think it's dead" Ron peaks from behind you, not realizing that he was basically holding on you for dear life.
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A few moments later, you two were sitting on the cold floor, spider not to be seen and you two just began laughing uncontrollably. "You're such a scaredy cat" You tease. "Also, what did you mean when you said that I'm 'amazing bloody hot and funniest person you know' because I'd like to hear more of that" you lean in.
a/n : r.i.p spider u will be missed.
also, here's a cookie recipe probably the one they used ngl
Nutella stuffed chocolate chip cookies / serves 2 big cookies
30g unsalted butter, melted
1 tbsp brown sugar
1 tbsp granulated sugar
1 egg yolk
40g flour
1/8 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp vanilla extract
1 tbsp nutella or any chocolate spread
30g chocolate chips
-combine all ingredients except nutella, make two balls and stuff it with nutella. oven toaster for like 10-13 minutes
I make this a lot cause it's really yums I love cooking not baking but cookies are the only exception and if u can't tell I do a lot of things in live but cooking is my top 1, soccer is 2nd, and writing's 3rd so yeah I have a lot of side quests and take this as ur nudge to go make urself some chocolate chip cookies and stop reading fanfics (sorry)
"ron weasley was never the center of attention, so it was unusual for him to experience all the love & attention that you gave him"
SHORT READ, 500 word count
: Growing up, Ron would be used to the feeling of not having the limelight directed to him. The attention was always diverted to someone else usually being his sister Ginny or his one of a kind friend Harry. Even his own family would flock over Harry instead of him.
So when you and Ron started dating it felt unusual that you were spending all your time towards him (like what a good girlfriend does) It wasn't something he felt everyday.
Playing chess was something you did regularly, in the library, while Harry and Hermione were busy doing something that most likely involved books. "Wait..yeah, checkmate!" Ron smiles teasingly at you "I'm pretty bloody good aren't I?" He leans forward giving you a challenging smirk "Well, I suppose so..but I just made it easy for you" You were very competitive, as competitive as Ron. "Yeah right!" he said in a teasing tone. You loved that smirk of his, even if it annoyed you sometimes.
Your matches continued on for hours and Ron really enjoyed it. Deep down he liked how you were only focused on him, and him only. It felt weird at first but he's kind of warmed up to the idea of it.
At the courtyard it was almost evening, Ron has you in his arms into a tight hug, making you unable to get away or move. You've been there talking for hours and hours. But it seems like he just can't get enough of you. "Oh stop it! I have to go back to the ravenclaw tower, it's almost curfew!" You struggle "It's hard to breathe you know!" You tried to shake your arms but Ron just wouldn't budge. He liked watching you panic, you just did it in a very cute way in his deffense. "Shhhh" He put his finger on your lips, finally letting you go.
You made plans with him to go to hogsmede that weekend, together. "Pleaseee, I really want to spend time with you..We haven't been together all week!" You and Ron were in different houses so spending time and going on dates wasn't the easiest task to achieve.
After continuous nagging and begging, (He just was teasing you) Ron finally agreed with a sheepish smile and a blushing face "Er- sure, I mean if it's alright with you and you have no plans and-" You pulled Ron into a hug smiling into his chest, muffling something along the words of "Thank you, you idiot"
Ron liked how you didn't mind when he rambles about quidditch all day or when he talks about Viktor Krum. He found it weird how you never got tired of him and his constant nonsense, he was secretly scared that you would grow tired of him, but you never did. Your full attention was always on him and spending time together was garaunteed in your blossoming relationship. It was the first time that he was the center of attention. He loved it, but he loved you more. 🍪
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authors note : this is my first time writing but I loveee reading literature I just can't find any good ron weasley fluff so I was like, "why not write it myself lmao" so (்▿்)
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