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@devilishwitchfantasies
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I usually go my yikes or megs. My pronouns are she/they. Always been obsessed with Harry Potter for as long as I can remember. Simped and most definitely will always simp for Sirius Black, Severus Snape and Charlie Weasley, soooo expect them in my stories.
Currently interested in writing fanfics for Harry Potter and maybe Haikyuu (?) but I'm very much more at ease with HP.
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HOW ARE YOU TODAY MY DARLING????
You cannot tell me Snape would not be like Mr. Darcy. Just imagine!!!
I'm a wh0re for pride and prejudice and who better to recreate my favorite scene with other than Snape himself. This is my take in it:
for my beloved @verygayauthor happy earlier birthday
A/n: i made this in the middle of work- I totally have my priorities straight. [all jokes aside, I finished all my work and most of my homework during it] - and the wifi here went out so-
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Coming from a family of 6 made you headstrong. I was third in line to get married, after Analise and Jacqulyn. I didn't think I was ever going to find someone, everyone was either a little less handsome (YALL ARE ALL MF GORGEOUS) or just internally dreadful. Especially, Mr. Darcy, full of so much pride.
Sitting at your father's legs, arms resting on his lap. "Papa." You muttered, eyes tearing up. "We all misjudged him, papa, I more than, anyone. " Your father's hand resting on top of your hand, "He has been a fool about many things, as have I." You admitted. Hands grasping at the fabric of your father's pants. "He and I are very similar, both so equally stubborn, papa." One hand lifting to wipe away the tears falling from your eyes. Laughing yourself, how foolish.
The sound of your father's wavering voice brings you from your trance. Looking up to see his eyes full of tears, scoffing as if he trying to hold his joy in. "You really love him?" He asked, happily but shocked. Peering up at your father "very much, papa." Exhaling sharply, "I could never depart from you; However, it seems I don't quite have a say. so I give my consent. Hugging him before running out, you hear your father's melancholy laugh coming from his study.
[now imagine this]
Sitting on the cool stone, Snape standing in front of you. "How are you this evening my dear?" He said, finally taking a seat. "Very well only I wish you would not call me my dear," I said, looking up at him. Even in these moments, he still towered over me. "why?"
"It is what my father always calls my mother when he is crossed about something." You said, leaning forward into him and giggling. Shortly after sitting back up, an inquisitive look was cast upon his face. "what endearments am I allowed then?" He said.
"y/n, for every day," you spoke, pausing while thinking. "My darling for Sundays, and Ma Moitie but only on very special occasions." You spoke, head tilting back every so slightly to take in his features.
"And what shall you when I'm cross Mrs. Snape." The way his eyes seemed to be sparkling with thousands of little stars. Months and months of bickering, disagreement, hurt, love, and betrayal all led to this moment. His calloused hands enveloping yours into a loving hold.
“No” gasping for air that you didn’t know you were holding, “no.” Looking down at your connected hands, running a finger down his index. The feeling of rough calluses rubbing against your finger, send chills down your arms. “You are only allowed to call me Mrs. Snape when you are completely, perfectly, and incandescently happy.”
Severus hands rubbing soft circles in the middle of your palm. “And how are you today, Mrs. Snape.” Lifting his hand to push hair behind your ear, planting a small kiss on your forehead. “Mrs, Snape.” Leaving a kiss on your right cheek, “Mrs, Snape,” another gentle kiss to your left cheek. “Mrs. Snape.” He said finally, a soft but passionate kiss was placed onto your lips. Wishing for this to never end.
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Y’all- that was not my best work. The audacity I have to not make better- but this is dedicated to my best friend, who birthday it is. @verygayauthor. Thank you for being the bestest friend ever and dealing with all the chaos that happens when we’re together.
Thank you so much my love🥺 this means the woooorld to me.
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thank you so much for the tag @thesluttyarchivist !! 💌
game— make yourself using this picrew and what you envision when you read reader insert fics!
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That is the closest I can get LMAO
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thank you for the tag lovely (@azzpensworld <3)
i had an absolute blast making "her" and i think she turned out pretty cute
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My darling, my loves, this was fun to create 🧡
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No pressure to join my darling, while our community small it makes my heart so extremely happy to have everyone who’s stopped by join us.
Thank you so much for letting me participate baby <3 my old fart brain cannot comprehend how this tumblr thing works.
𝕊𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝔽.𝕎
Wolfstar!daughter x Fred Weasley
A/n: AU where everyone lives and VoldyMoldy is nonexistent. The song wont start until a little down the line. I've listening to the same song on repeat for three hours because if I changed songs I wouldn't have gotten it done. Also no shame to Snape I love him T^T also, this is dedicated to my Tumblr bestie @ghostofscarley who I hoped had an amazing day. Love you ghost
Summary: Watching his little girl grow up had to one of his favorite things to see, but also one of the saddest. Every pivotal moment of her life flashing through his mind, even to this one now.
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"Come on pup, you can do it." Sirius motioned towards himself. "Come to papa, pup." You, staring up at him from beside the arm chair, Remus was currently sitting in. Watching his lover and you from above his book. Slowly inching one leg into the air, only to slam it back down, babbling nonsense. Turning to stare up at Remus, grabbing a handful of his trousers in your small hand.
Remus chuckling under his breath, seeing the hope in Sirius eyes disappear as their child grabbed onto him. "Go to him little one, papa calling you." Ushering you to turn around and face Sirius.
Finally facing him, looking at him questionably before showing the gummiest smile to him as he opened his arms. "I know you can do it pup, papa wants some love from his favorite girl." One leg after the other, you finally reaching him. Scooping you up in his arms, swinging you around in the air. "There's my little pup, you walked just like a big girl. I'm so proud of you"
The sound of a camera going off alerting Sirius, pulling you back down into his chest. Turning around to see Remus holding a camera, smiling. " It was too precious not to capture." Remus spoke finally, leaving the room so he can dip the photo into the developer.
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The first time Sirius ever mentioned getting you a broom to Remus, he was instantly shut down. Remus stating you were too young and that it was too dangerous. Given thar After months, and months, and moths later Remus finally got on board. "She cannot go higher than we can reach, understood?" Remus sternly said, Sirius just shacking his head. The only thought in his head, him showing off to James that you are already learning how to fly.
Later that day, making his way down to Diagon Alley to get you a broom so you could start practicing right away. But not forgetting the groceries Remus told him to get along the way. "I'm home!" he shouted across the house, slamming the door shut with his foot.
Carrying everything in his arms, excited to show you, you're surprise. The sounds of multiple feet pattering across the floor board of the house. Remus shouts flowing across the hall where he chased you down, hair brush in hand. Sirius chuckling, as you took refuge in his arms. A wicked grin appearing on his face. "Who wants to open their gift!" Sirius asked you, reaching towards the counter to show you a long, paper wrapped present sitting in front of you.
Shouts of I do, I do, I do, spilling out of your mouth as you slashed your way out of his arms. Remus giving up on trying to do your hair. Swiftly pulling it into a ponytail as you tore the wrapping paper apart. "Can I go fly it now Papa, Dad?" You're pleading eyes, pulling at Sirius heart strings.
"After dinner, than all of us can go out there together." Remus butted in, knowing his lover would give in. With a huff you agreed, deciding that you rather have both parents there to watch you.
Sirius waited patiently for you to eat, watching as you spread your food around your plate to make it seem you ate more than you did. Knowing that he did the same thing once upon a time. Gathering all the dirty dishes aa Remus ushered you to eat a few more bites.
Finally after getting you to eat a few more pieces, the three of you ushering outside. Them explaining, step-by-step, slowly. "Look! Look! I'm doing it! Papa, Dad look!" You exclaimed, slightly loosing balance as you rose into the air. Both their hands going under your broom in the event that you fall. Leveling back out evenly, they left you rise higher. Sirius smiling as he watched you from the ground.
"Hogwarts better watch out, a new little star making their way into town." Sirius joked, the feeling proud of the angel in front of him.
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The feeling that I'm loosing her forever, and without really entering her world, I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter that funny little girl.
The feeling that I'm losing her forever, and without really entering her world, I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter that funny little girl, I try to capture every minute , the feeling in it, slipping through my feelings.
The sounds of people rushing throughout the house in an early-morning rush. Books floating throughout the air. Dishes from the previously eaten breakfast sitting in the sink. After the sheer amount of chaos that ensured that morning, you made your way to Platform 9 3/4.
Turning to your parents, giving them an anxious smile. Sirius and Remus told you many of their adventures when they went to Hogwarts, from snape to the Marauders map, which you totally didn't have in mind to steal from Filch's office. That's the same time you learned who filch was and how he was a buzzkill.
Sirius giving you once last pat before he pulled you close. Embracing you, "don't forget about me y' hear, you're still my little pup." Laughing as you pulled away.
"I'll be okay papa! I'll write you all the time." You say, going to give Remus a hug too before departing.
And that's what you did, every Saturday you sent your parents a letter. When Sirius found out that you were sorted into Slytherin he was livid, stating that the sorting hat was wrong. Remus talking some sense into him, and how not all Slytherin is wrong. For example, their little pup being the definition of a good Slytherin.
Eventually, you went to being like her parents. Snapes worst nightmare, when he learned there was a Lupin-Black he thought he was going insane. It was safe to say, you were each others worst nightmare.
They also learned that you were best friends with the Weasley twins, eventually the three of you were so close the Weasley started attending the annual summer feast.
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Sleep in our eyes, I let precious time go by then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling and a sense of wonderful and a sense of guilt I cant dent, what happened to the wonderful adventures the places I had planned for us to go.
It was just the crack of dawn, Sirius and you sitting in the kitchen where you, the Potters, and the Weasleys were all staying. No a creature in sight, nor the sound of others. It was the summer before sixth year, everyone going down to the cabin we have on the beach for a week.
It was an excuse for parents to relax and spill gossip with each other as their kids hanged out. Usually off playing quidditch for the millionth time or swimming in the salty ocean. Like clockwork you and Sirius were sitting at the table looking at photos from previous summers while talking about how school was.
Sirius listening as you boasted about becoming Slytherins captain and how it was definitely hard with Harry keen eye, but it wasn't impossible. Along with all the mischief the twins and you had gotten into and how you all turned snapes hair bright pink.
Around an hour later, the sound of a pair of feet coming down the stairs alerted Sirius. A mop of red hair making it way into the kitchen with an strangled g' morning through a yawn. Watching you lighten up when you see Fred, snuggling into his side as he gives you your usual quick morning hug.
"Do you remember we put those nasty smelling bugs inside the teacher lounge back in fifth year?" You asked, looking up a Fred smiling, eye hazy as if remembering the moment.
" We got detention for a week for it! I still say it was worth it though." Fred commented back laughing. Not loud enough to wake everyone else up. The two engrossed in memories, Sirius sitting back watching the two children be blindless to falling for each other. The not to subtle glances and small squeezes and you lean into him laughing.
Smiling sadly as he watched his little girl grow. No longer only needing just your fathers, sharing your love with another one. Even if you don't know it just yet. That's how the rest of the trip was, watching you enjoy yourself and find comfort in another. Hating that he had to share you, but not intervening.
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Do I really see what's in her mind? Each time I think I'm close to knowing, She keeps on growing, Slipping through my fingers all the time, Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture and save it from the funny tricks of time,
Standing outside the door, Sirius pulling himself together. Barley being able to grasp the fact that his little girl is getting married. And after getting married its kid- "You okay? Remus nudged him, questionably looking at him from the side. Nodding his head and taking a breath.
"Just trying to grasp the fact that our little girl isn't so...little," He spoke melancholily. Holding his husbands hand. "I am too, I am too..." Remus squeezed his hand before opening the door to Ginny's room where you were getting ready.
"Papa! Dad!" Turning around from the mirror to look at your parents. The first time they got to see you in your dress. "Don't cry your gonna make me cry and Hermione worked really hard on this makeup" You said, pulling a tissue to your water line so you don't ruin your makeup.
"You're absolutely stunning pup," Sirius spoke out, spinning you around to see the whole dress. "He going to be blown away." It was getting closer to the start of the wedding. You couldn't believe it, after 4 years of dating Fred asked both of your parents if he could marry you. Them agreeing along with an extensive amounts of death threats if he ever you. And today was actually the day. Bill and Fleur got married five months back and it was now Fred's and yours turn. The sound of Mrs. Weasley.
Everyone making their way downstairs to find their seats outside, taking a deep breath. " I'm ready." Latching both your arms into theirs, you made your way downstairs and to the start of the isle. Anxious to walk down the Isle, but soon calming down seeing your teary eyed lover standing down at the end. Unwrapping both of your parents slipping a kiss on both of their cheeks, "I love you," mouthed quietly to both of them as they sit down.
Sirius and Remus watching their not so little girl slipping from their fingers.
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OMG I'M DONE HEHE. I'VE BEEN SITTING HERE FOR 5 HOURS MY BACK IS ABSOLUTELY DEAD. I'M PEACEFULLY GOING TO CRASH! I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED AND HAVE AN AMAZING REST OF YOUR DAY. BE AWARE IM POSTING THIS WITHOUT EVEN READING IT BC I JUST WANT IT OUT AND AFTER I SLEEP AND HELP CLEAN TOMORROW ILL GO AND CLEAN IT UP - Yours Truly Grimmie
Bright
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She caught my eye. She was sitting on the highest branch of a tree at the crack of dawn. Her eyes were closed and while she faced the wind slowly blowing through her pitch-black hair away. She was swinging her legs to the rhythm of this odd lullaby she sang. It sounded … French? What a bizarre thing to remember, but it’s still so vivid in my mind.
I remember shouting, ‘’ What are you doing up there?’’
She slowly opened her eyes, looking bothered as she gazed down at me. ‘’What do you need, Black?’’
I giggled. ‘’Nothing, just thought you needed company.’’
To that she replied, ‘’If I did in fact need company, I wouldn’t be looking for yours. We both know your reputation isn’t all lies.’’
I watched her jumped off the branch effortlessly and walked towards me, her brown eyes locked on mine.
‘’Can I get your name at least?’’
She turned halfway towards the doors to get inside the castle. ‘’I think it’s best if you don’t. ‘’
And she continued her path as if nothing happened.
As crazy as it sounds, I think this is the moment I became obsessed with her. The way she walked nonchalantly, her woody perfume hitting my nostrils the moment she came at my height. The very fact she did not want to know me - the man-whore of the school- was alluring me. This didn’t happen every day. I had this feeling you get when your parent tells you to not touch a vase, it makes you want to do it even more than before. She was the notion of a forbidden fruit, and I wanted to take a bite.
For multiple days after our meeting, I kept seeing her figure here and there. Everywhere I looked she would be there somehow. Is this what we call fate?
One morning, I woke up in an alarmed state. My hair stuck to my forehead, my eyes wide open like I had just seen a ghost. My breathing was irregular and heavy. I tried going back to sleep to forget about the nightmare, but the image of my mom beating my brother and I kept replaying in my mind. I had to get out. I was suffocating.
I stumbled out of bed, frantically putting on a shirt and coat and headed outside to clear my head. The sun was not out yet, making the lake and forest look eerie. I ran until I was at the edge of the Great Lake, taking a deep breath as I listened to the soft waves hitting the coast—music to my ears. The fresh cold air calmed my burning lungs. It felt liberating to be so little facing this grand nature.
I then whispered to myself. “Ugh, you have to keep your control Sirius, it can’t go on like this.’’
Hearing soft footsteps behind me, I jerked my head to see who was coming in my direction I focused on the girl that has been consuming my thoughts daily. My face must have shown my shock. ‘’ Don’t look so surprised, this isn’t the first time we run into each other.’’
With a soft smile on her pale lips, she laughed. What a melodious sound. I replied with a giggle in my voice. ‘’ I’m in shock that you are talking to my poor self.’’
Her dark eyes stared into mine as if they were trying to reach my soul and discover my darkest secrets or biggest fantasies. ‘’ I couldn’t help but hear your question… So, tell me Black, what exactly is keeping you awake at this time?’’
Hypnotized. I was hypnotized by the specks of gold I saw in her eyes. They were pushing me to tell her everything, like I was welcomed. I softly replied, ‘’ I woke up with this nightmare again… I felt like my sheets were suffocating me. Nothing like getting outside when there’s no one out there to make me feel whole again. Am I right?’’
Looking at her, I could see her face directed towards the lake. ‘’ I get that… When everything becomes too much I come outside. It’s a comforting feeling that gets a hold of you when you look at bigger things, like nature. It makes you and your incessant worries seem so little,’’ she whispered back to me with a content look.
A short silence fell between the two of us. Not the awkward kind, but the one you share with someone you connect with. The one that makes you feel like the world paused. The one that makes you think everything will be alright if you stay there.
Deciding to break the silence, I ask the very question that’s been itching at me all week. ‘’ May I get your name since we’re now lake view buddies?’’
As soon as I finished my sentence, I closed my eyes out of embarrassment. What were you even thinking, this doesn’t even make sense…What is wrong with you Black?
Cutting me from my inner monologue, she replied, ‘’I guess you can call me Mallory.’’
Slowly retreating she said, ‘’I’ll see you later buddy’’ with a little laugh.
I closed my eyes again to stitch the memory of her laughs in my head, the notes constantly replaying. I stood before the lake for what felt like hours until I saw light peeking out over the horizon, as if welcoming me to another day. This was the sign that I was waiting for to get back inside. I followed the cobbled path half-heartedly as I walked back to Hogwarts. I didn’t want this moment of quietude to stop just yet.
I was sitting at the Gryffindor’s table at the great hall ducking my head to hide the pillow marks on my face. James and Remus thought it was a hilarious idea to wake me up 10 minutes before classes. I scarfed down 2 slices of bread, got up from the bench to run to divination class. That was until I saw her from the corner of my eye. Sitting at the Ravenclaw table, she was radiant, like the sun was producing a halo surrounding her head. She was looking directly at me with the smallest smirk on her lips—they seemed more pink than last time. I only realized I was blocking the way when James patted my shoulder and made me wake up from this reverie.
I spent the day thinking about how breathtaking she was at that very moment. It made me feel like I was the male character in these muggles movies that Remus had shown me. It felt as if it were just the two of us staring into each other as if we could reach the others heart. She made me feel weak in the knees, but I felt so much more complete by her side. Was I crazy? She made me want to pour my soul into our discussion so she could understand me like no one else. I wanted to kiss her lips until I couldn’t breathe because I knew I would never get enough. I felt funny inside. Thinking back, it made me giggle at odd times too. I think this was the day it hit me. She was it.
𝕊𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝔽.𝕎.
Warnings: none, tooth aching sweet.
Notes: I recommend playing the song while reading the story. No direct parts of the song are in the story, but it is the song that sparked my imagination for this story. Also, if you have any feedback I would love to hear your thoughts, much love -Grimmie
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Quiet mornings weren’t something you nor Fred are allowed very often. Both of you were busy working and didn’t allow free time. Settling into a quiet morning, limbs intertwined. No worries, the only focus is on each other.
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A morning like this was rare, Fred working full time at the Joke shop with George, while I spend the majority of the day writing my latest book. Neither one of us ever really got a break, it was constantly go, go, go. But on the rare occasion where I got to spend the whole day nowhere else but in Fred’s arms, are the days I cherish most.
Midst autumn breeze shaking the trees outside as rain pitter-pattered against our window in the early morning. Soft snores lifted through the air, one lover awake as the other slept peacefully. As Fred slipped out of bed, trying his best to not wake his peaceful lover just yet. Heading to the muggle record player which his father gifted them as a wedding gift, sitting on an old table setting in the corner of the room. Turning it on to quietly admit as soft hums of music floated through the air as the red-headed man laid back in bed. Enveloping his lover within his arms once again.
“Darling, wake up,” Fred mumbled into the side of my head, placing a kiss on my temple. Grumbling, trying to grasp onto the last bit of sleep I could. “Mmm love, as much as I love watching you. If you don't wake up I’m going to tickle you.” The feelings of his hands slowly making their way down my arms and onto my waist. Left with no time to respond before his merciless tickling began. Him shifting so he is hovering above me to get a better angle.
“Wait! Ahha Fred please,” I gasped, laughing. “Freddie! please I'm awake.” His fingers finally ceased the brutal attacks on my side. Chest heaving up and down still trying to catch my breath. Opening my eyes to stare at the gorgeous red-headed man above me. The sun peaking through the grey clouds, illuminating him in an ethereal way. Like the gods have miraculously sculpted him with their hands themselves. “Hi,” I said, smiling breathlessly.
“Hi, sleeping beauty.” He said, smoothing his hands against my side which he was previously just attacking. A beautiful smile graced his face instead of his usual shit-eating grin. After a few minutes of silence passed nothing but us basking in each other’s presence. Fred mumbled, breaking the silence, “you’re stunning,” pressing a soft but passionate kiss against my lips. Hands slipped under my thighs, bringing our bodies closer to one another.
Lifting my arm up ever so slightly, pushing his flaming red hair out of his face.“Coming from the living embodiment of the sun.” From the way, the sun shone upon him to his eyes which seem to be pools of gold. The darker glint cast upon those very same pools of gold when he has a prank in mind.
“Well, if I’m the sun you’re my moon,” he spoke against my lips before continuing, “even if we were millions of light years apart, I would only simply wish to gaze upon you. No star in the sky could outshine you.” Leaving a long kiss on my lips. The feeling of giddiness swelled up inside me.
Latching my arms around his neck, pulling him closer if that was even possible. Both of us giggling like we were teens again, sneaking kisses before our parents were to come down. Fred gently letting his body weight sink down on me, cuddling into a comfortable position. His head laying on my chest as my hand snaked up into his hair to play with it. Soon enough, both of us were lulled back to sleep listening to the mixture of rain and music playing in the background.
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Omg, I really hope this was good, I had a million ideas for this fic. I literally kept scraping it over and over again. I hope you all enjoyed it and have a spectacular weekend. Much love -Grimmie <3
go bestie go, shaking my ass and tears for this one < 3
