Fred would be good at RPing as Lola Stone (bc 'parties' where she tortures boys, and the whole hurt me and I'll hurt you back thing)
"...Okay, but I wouldn't actually pour boiling water in someone's head."
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Fred would be good at RPing as Lola Stone (bc 'parties' where she tortures boys, and the whole hurt me and I'll hurt you back thing)
"...Okay, but I wouldn't actually pour boiling water in someone's head."
✄
Send me a ✄ for my character's reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.
Not even bothering with weapons this time, the ginger was busy stomping some poor idiot's head in. There was a foreign look of rage on his face as he kept it up, and the blood that streaked across the bridge of his nose didn't help things at all. It was supposed to be funny.
The body kept twitching, that was usually funny!
Just not this time. Fred looked up from the body to face the intruder, craning his neck at a strange angle as he did so. When he realized who it was, only then did a smile return to his face. "Lawrence."
"You belong to me" because Larry and I are assholes
10. For the next 4 hours, any time your character touches mine it’s like an electric shock of sensual goodness! My character is absolute putty in your hands.
"Disgusting."
❣ lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
9. An accidentally-burnt valentine’s day breakfast
ohohohohoho
Burning food, on accident? Goodness, it was so embarrassing! Not that it mattered who the ginger ended up making the breakfast for, merely burning it had them in a mood. With an annoyed huff, Fred dropped the tray in front of Larry, frowning at them both.
"There’s something funny about this, but I can’t figure out what it is."
"Ohhh, but you’re so cute when you’re flustered!" Sarcasm level 500
"Go away, homme brûlant."
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"C’mon, say it~! Say it, and I’ll stop."
Of course, Fred couldn’t really say much with the gag in his mouth. Even so, Cedric leaned in, an expectant look on his face. At times it seemed almost pleading, though in a sickening sort of way.
"Such a shame, Weasley. You’re still so goddamn worthless." He stabbed into the ginger’s arm for emphasis, laughing derisively at the muffled screaming. "Why keep screaming when you could just give me what I want? It’s not like I have fun hurting you like this, Freddie."
Fred stared at the scene before them, shaking slightly. “You need to leave.”
00:00:00 bc that would be hilarious. Also those are some BA fangs yo
((Thanks~))
As he watched the timer reach it's final moments, Fred couldn't help but notice there was something wrong. As if it wasn't even bothered by the emptiness of the surrounding area, the numbers grew smaller and smaller, until...
00:00:00
But...there wasn't anyone in the room. Did that mean he wasn't supposed to have a soulmate? Even though he was a tad relived, he couldn't help but feel betrayed. What was it all for?
00:00:00
This was some sort of joke.
00:00:00
This countdown nonsense couldn't have been leading up to this!
00:00:00
Why lead him on, then? It would've been better to not have one.
00:00:00
"Don't fuck around with me! This isn't funny!"
He could almost feel the smirk in the air. No. He wasn't turning around. The countdown stopped for an empty room, so it obviously meant he was supposed to be alone. Another voice broke the silence, causing Fred's hands to clench unconsciously.
"Huh, this thing must be broken~"
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For every § I get, I'll put up my muse's current thought
I keep forgetting that not everyone really knows about the Frieda thing. Eh, I'll work on it some other time.