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[girlyidek]

hello!! ron weasley with prompt 18 please and thank you 😔💗

Just A Week

Pairing - Ron Weasley x Reader

Oh they’re so cute! I love them and I loooovedd writing it so thank thank you anon!!

A long, long goodbye, followed by a rather panicked departure…

“I’ve decided.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I’m never ever letting you go.”

“I’m okay with that.”

Lifting your head from the crook of his neck, you let your eyes flick to Ron’s.

Warmth.

“Really?”, you hum.

A small nod, a smile, a breath of a laugh. All the confirmation you needed, to rest your head back in the safety of his body. Two hands circled your hips before landing low on the bone, one reaching to twirl the bottoms of your hair.

It was silly, really, getting this sentimental about a two week break from each other. Not to mention that it wasn't even a full two weeks, as you were going to the burrow for the second half of the winter holidays anyway. But, still, a long goodbye was in process.

And it’s not like Ron was making it any easier for you either. Especially not when he came down to breakfast in the jumper you’d bought him two years ago for his birthday. And then again when he promised you he would write you a letter every day that you were apart. Once more when he trapped you in the best hug of your life, with only five minutes until the Hogwarts Express reached Kings Cross. So, were you ready to let go?

No.

Did you still have to?

Most probably.

But that wasn’t a problem for the present you. Right now, all that mattered was the soft skin against your cheek and the silent comfort of knowing that, right now, it was just the two of you together. That and the fact that no one had come looking for either of you in at least a half an hour.

It’s not that your friends didn’t know about you and Ron. Of course they did; anybody who had walked the halls of Hogwarts in the last six months knew. In fact, that was largely the problem. It seemed that, whilst it’s important to be yourself around your friends, maybe they had seen a little too much of the two of you recently. Together, I mean. Kissing, to be precise. And maybe a little more.

It was currently Harry that you were avoiding. Well, avoiding’s a strong word. Steering clear of, perhaps. A mishap a few weeks ago had led to the boy being hardly able to be in the same room as you without his face flushing in memory. Especially if your boyfriend was in the room too. Which led to this present situation. Squished in the smallest compartment you could find, under the pretense of finding Ron’s sister, exchanging sweetly solemn words of departure.

“It’s only a week.”, the slow muffled voice came from your hair.

“You sound like you're trying to convince yourself, not me.”

“Whoever said I was trying to convince you?”

“Rude.”

“Not rude. Just love you.”

A soft pause. Quiet breathing. Slow movements.

“Do you think he’s mad that we lied about Ginny?”

“He’s literally in love with her, Ron. I’m sure he was very happy to have a moment completely and utterly by himself. Without anyone. Whilst his girlfriend's brother is very much occupied.”

A less soft pause. Quite loud breathing. Startlingly quick movements.

“We should probably go.”

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also love barty crouch jr and prompt 24 attempting to find out if they are single/available, please and thank you

Just ask me, gorgeous

Pairing - Barty Crouch Jr x Reader

Part of Girly’s Game Time - thank you anon for your request (I spent far too long rambling about Pandora and forgot the actual love interest)

Pretty doe eyes and brain full of stories, and yet you still can’t figure out Barty Crouch.

The first three years of your life at Hogwarts had been spent mostly in solitude, accompanied mainly by your thoughts. It wasn’t that you were lonely as such, it was more that no one seemed to compel you enough to nurture a friendship with them. You had acquaintances, sure, someone you could wave at in a hallway or pair up with in lessons and for a while that had been enough.

Until fourth year, when you quite literally bumped into a girl with a shock of blonde hair and even brighter eyes. You had been taking a quiet walk near the lake when you had stumbled across the path of what could only be described as Pandora Rosier. A girl who, as peculiar as she may seem, was astonishingly intelligent and thoughtful. From then on, you and Pandora had formed a sweet sort of bond. When others asked about your somewhat sudden friendship, the blonde girl would often reply in poems of ‘platonic soulmates’ or ‘fates of the universe’.

Now, it’s important to note that Pandora does not half ‘do’ anything. So along with her friendship, you got many others. Namely, her brother and his friends. You got along perfectly with all of them and, well, some of them too well.

It was hard to be a student at Hogwarts and not know who Barty Crouch was. It was even harder to avoid the rumours of his escapades. It wasn’t that he boasted about them as such, it was more that there were just so many that gossip tended to slip out. But as much as Barty enjoyed bachelor life, many could see he was growing frankly tired of the one night stands.

Enter you, pretty doe eyes and a brain full of stories, new to his life and within one hangout, Barty had already set his heart on you.

As for you, all you had to do was look at him once to realise your true feelings. The only issue was that you couldn’t quite work out his position on it all. You’d heard of his old ways, had seen some girls whisper about him before, but never had you had to understand the mindset of Barty Crouch Jr.

You’d tried to be subtle. You had really tried. Sort of.

“Dora, how many girls has Junior been with?”

Blunt. Nice. That’s exactly what you wanted.

“Well, that depends who you ask, gorgeous. Ask Evan and he’d say too many; ask Barty and he’d say none.” came the careful reply. She continued “Barty’s never really dated anyone, I suppose, but ‘been with’? Well, he’s ‘been with’ a lot.”

Her use of bunny fingers hadn’t filled you with confidence and honestly, her answer left you with more questions than before. Throughout the next few months, you’d tried everything. You asked his friends, you spoke to him more, trying to get him to let something slip, anything to get you even a slither more knowledge than you had. It all came crashing down during one tipsy game of truth or dare. It was Barty’s turn and he’d picked truth before looking straight at you. A slow, sort of twisted grin spread across his lips, like a boy who knew far too much for his own good and then, just like he always did, he spoke with purpose:

“Just ask me, gorgeous.”

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james potter with prompt 14 looking at their lips as they talk

please and thank you

Are you listening?

Pairing - James Potter x Reader

James is too much of a loverboy for this to have gone any other way. Thank you anon for your lovely request x

Tutoring would be so helpful, if only his tutor wasn’t quite as pretty.

“James?”

“Potter, are you listening?”

“Potter!”

Your last exclamation seemed to draw James from whatever stupor he’d been in before. His honey eyes flicked back up to yours, a sure sign he hadn’t been listening before.

Eye contact seemed key with James. A way to keep him attentive. You’d learnt that a week after you started tutoring him in potions, due to a ‘severe and unwelcome’ slump in his grades that Slughorn had grown frankly quite bored of. You, a capable and intelligent student, had stepped up to the task.

Right now you were wishing you hadn’t. A whole month had gone by since the start of yours and James’ sessions and you weren’t even sure James understood what a bezoar was used for. Every time you seemed to get into some kind of a rhythm, James’ pen would drop and his eyes would drift down. At first you thought him quite crude, a word that had never before been described of James Potter. But then something clicked. It wasn’t your chest the boy was infatuated with, it was your lips. His eyes always seemed to follow the way they wrapped around each word or how they sped up as you became more passionate. He would watch as your teeth seemed to clamp down when explaining something difficult or when the tip of a tongue could be seen between your lips when you were confused. He was quite truly distracted.

And it hadn’t gone unnoticed.

About two weeks into your lessons with James, you’d recruited the help of his closest friends to try and keep him on track. Remus had proved helpful; a willing participant who had been more than on board to get James studying. Meanwhile, Sirius and Peter had proved to be somewhat of a hindrance. Both of them seemed to be using the opportunity to poke fun at James’ unfortunate loverboy persona. Like now, as the poor boy came back to reality.

“Of course I’m listening. You have to always stir anti-clockwise. You’ve said this a hundred times.”

All four other members of the table shared an amused look; a thick moment of silence covering the group, before Sirius and Peter erupted into laughter. Even Remus, the ever composed, covered a smile behind his eyes before glancing a sorry glance at you. It was Sirius who collected himself first.

“That was an hour ago mate! We’ve been over two different potions since then.”

James, who at least had the decency to look sheepish, dropped his head to the table with a loud thud. He groaned and even from his hidden position, anyone could see the tips of his ears go an ungodly shade of red. He turned his head to the side and mouthed a “I’m so sorry,” to you, before retreating back into his arms. A calm voice spoke next,

“Maybe if you weren’t so busy dreaming about her lips, you might be able to learn something.”

All eyes turned to a Miss Lily Evans who seemed to have come just in time and with just the right amount of teasing, to have the notoriously confident James pick up his books and leave, a pink hue echoing in the air.

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11 WITH SIRIUS BLACK PLEASE I BEGG

Simply not fair

Pairing - Sirius Black x Reader

Girly’s Game Time request by queen @yasministration ! Enjoy your Sirius Black my love 💛💛

Oh, to be disgustingly beautiful in all the right ways.

The party had grown to be too much. The music too loud, the bodies too busy and the air too warm. It had you seeking relief of any kind, natural or man-made. Head twisting from side to side, searching for a vision of an exit, somewhere to escape. It appeared in the form of onyx eyes looking at you from across the room and with a small quirk of his head towards the door, he disappeared from your sight. You pushed yourself up from the hidden corner you’d settled in earlier, tottering once in your boots before setting off towards your destination.

Although Sirius had been rather untraceable in his swift exit, it took you no time at all to follow in his footsteps. The corridor, whilst largely bathed in darkness, had a few spots of light from various candles and windows. Small, silver stars dotted their way across the floor, catching the light in a sort of trail towards solace. As you neared the end of the galaxy, deep breaths could be heard from the balcony beyond.

Seemingly hearing your footsteps, the boy turned towards you, a vision in the moonlight. Eyes bright as always, lashes tracing the edge of his brows, framing the bold silver eyeshadow coating his lids. Your dark lipstick could be seen poking out of his collar, callbacks to your shared ‘pre-party’ as he liked to call it. But, oh, the best part had to be his cheeks. Dusted with pink, covered in glitter and sharp against the darkness of the night.

Truthfully, he was disgustingly beautiful.

You stepped forward to share his spotlight and brought a hand up to cradle his jaw. Pressing a short kiss to his lips, before letting your head rest on his shoulder. You turned your face so he could hear you.

“It’s simply not fair.” Almost lost in the wind as you whispered it, too scared to break the quiet haven the two of you had created.

A huff of a laugh. A sigh. A voice.

“What?”

“You're drunker than I am, your hair is a mess, your make-up is running and there’s confetti stuck to your cheek and still you’re drop dead gorgeous. How is anyone else supposed to compete?” you breathed out, voice husky from singing earlier on, soft in all the right ways.

“It’s not a competition, babe. That would be unjust; you’d just keep winning.” He didn’t raise his voice in teasing or his shoulders in laughter. He meant it. All of it.

“Sirius Black. You are a smooth, smooth talker.”

A moment of sweet silence settled over the balcony. Your breathing synced, bodies swaying gently in the moonlight. Just the two of you taking peace in the quiet.

And then…

“There’s confetti on my cheek?”

You pulled back from him with a grin, still close enough to spin his orbit, far enough to marvel at his beauty. Fingers rose with soft precision, brushing the metallic stars from his skin; your lips ghosting over his cheekbones, outlining them with your love.

“Shame they’re gone, really. I thought you looked quite pretty with them.”

“Oh, so I’m not pretty anymore?”

“Shut up, Sirius, I already told you your drop dead gorgeous.”

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GIRLY’S GAME TIME 🍉👙🌻

In honour of me getting back into writing (or merely to get back into writing) let’s have some fun!

Here’s a list of characters:

Sirius Black

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Marlene McKinnon

Regulus Black

Barty Crouch Jr

Evan Rosier

Lily Evans

Fred/George Weasley

Ron Weasley

Harry Potter

Ginny Weasley

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

And here’s a link to a list of gorgeous tropes:

blossoming romance tropes

All you have to do is pick one from each list and send them into me or leave them in the comments! I’ll write you a hopefully cute and satisfactory 500 word blurb for them 🥰🥰🍓

If you don’t feel like joining in but you are up for a read through then have a little look at the #girlysgametime and you can read all the fics from these games!

Have fun cuties! 🍋🌺✨

[girlyidek]

Who’s ready for me to finally finish my requests from an event three months ago??

“Whoop whoop cheer cheer clap clap”

Sigh

Here we go

[girlyidek]

Sorry queens busy days today and tomorrow - should hopefully be back for more requests by Thursday 🥰🥰