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happy v day lover
OMG HEAVEN I HAVE ONLY JUST SEEN THIS GOODBYE YOURE THE CUTEST IM GOING TO CRY @limerenze IM DELETED TUMBLR SO IVE ONLY JUST SEEN THIS HELLO BABY I MISS U
OMG I FORGOT ABOUT THIS HAHAHAHA I MISS U MORE
YOURE THE SWEETEST PLS MARRY ME OK
doing a face reveal because i like to pretend im famous ‼️ guys calm down !!!! chill stop shouting stop screaming iknow !!!! (i have literally no good pictures of myself and i dont smile in them bc i have braces..... but irl im always laughing which sucks and i can’t help it 😃) also there’s kind of a voice reveal in there but it’s a video of me annoying my best friend and then laughing like a witch. okay ill shut up. okay besties let’s go (im scared but no one is gonna look at this so it’s okay)
THE LAST ONE BGAHUJIKODJSHNJ IM LIT RALLY STARING YOU DOWN IM SORRY IM NOT GOODAT THIS PICTYRE THING
BESTIE IS SO HOT <3
happy v day lover
OMG HEAVEN I HAVE ONLY JUST SEEN THIS GOODBYE YOURE THE CUTEST IM GOING TO CRY @limerenze IM DELETED TUMBLR SO IVE ONLY JUST SEEN THIS HELLO BABY I MISS U
@isthiswhatwerepresent the fact that you fell asleep before I told you the scenario I’d came up with💔
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it’s not what it looks like! [remus lupin, marauders era]
i wanted to write this because i’ve decided to shift to the marauders era and be the fifth marauder because… why the hell not? and i thought abt this scenario with remus :)) i also tried to write this skin colour and hair texture etc. neutral so you could put urself in the place of y/n because i see so many fics who talk about y/n blushing when some people’s blushes don’t show. thanks for reading !!
fem!reader/fifthmarauder!reader/gryffindor!reader gets caught making out with marauderera!remus in their room when the other marauders were meant to be out at hogsmeade.
warning: fluff, kissing, mentions of sex, dramatic james, remus actually talking back, nosy sirius and very confused peter (1.29k words)
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“YEAH, I THINK I’M JUST gonna stay in and get some homework done.”
“I’m not feeling too good, I reckon I’ll just sleep in instead.”
Those simple lies are what brought you to your boyfriend Remus’ dorm room, finally finding excuses to be free of James, Peter and Sirius for the morning, at least. No one from the common room noticed as you slipped out of your dorm room (in your pyjama shorts and a too-big sweater) and into his, most students out at Hogsmeade at this time of the morning, anyway. Pressing your hands and back against the wood as the door quietly clicked closed, you sent him a giddy grin and a ‘morning’ before jumping oto his bed with no time to spare. He was sitting up, pyjama-clad body on top of the scarlet duvet and head in a book that was, at that moment, definitely not more interesting than you.
He set it aside, smiling lazily and tilting his head. “Morning, Y/N.”
“Morning, morning.” You huffed. “Kiss me, now? Please?”
“Since you asked so nicely.” His smile spread as he eagerly shut his tired eyes and your hand met the nape of his neck, fingers lightly drifting over an old scar and lips meeting properly for the first time in a long time. Other than stolen kisses behind tapestries, you and Remus rarely got a moment alone, what with the other Marauders’ never-ending torment. Part of you felt eternally guilty that you’d never told them about your relationship, but you two were just trying things out, hesitant for now. If they knew, there would be no privacy. If they knew, there would be no time to make mistakes and figure out what you two truly meant to eachother.
Though if anyone asked, you’d be forced to admit that you were falling for him already. In fact, you reckoned you’d been falling for him since the day you so gracefully tripped over his shoe and fell into the door of another compartment on the Hogwarts Express. You weren’t ready to deal with that, just yet. Remus Lupin was everything you could have ever imagined. He was the sun, the moon, the rain, the snow. He thought so little of himself but you, you saw him as everything and more. And you couldn’t ever fathom that he’d feel the same way about you. Not now. Not yet.
After transferring from Beauxbatons, you only met the Marauders for the first time in your third year on the train ride to Hogwarts, when you quite literally stumbled and fell into the group, losing your grip on your suitcase and your mental stability, too. Now in your sixth year, you’d all grown impossibly close, even becoming an Animagus to help Remus out when they finally gave in and told you why they’d been sneaking out late at night. When you wrapped your arms around Remus in safe distance of the Whomping Willow tree after he told you his story only a few months after meeting, and swore to them you’d do anything and everything to help, you sealed your place in the Marauders for life.
You loved each of them so much, your admiration growing stronger day by day as they helped you through everything, James making your jaw ache from smiling too hard in class, Sirius making you choke on your orange juice at lunch when he said something even more outrageous than usual, Peter making the corners of your eyes crease up even with a tear-stained face. You never thought you’d have friends like this. And you never thought, after three years, that Remus would kiss you in an empty stairwell on yet another night adventure, pressing his lips with a much softer decadence to yours than he was right this moment, and apologising profusely afterwards.
He’d blushed, you’d gulped. He’d sputtered out a few curse words until you grabbed him by the jaw and pulled him to your lips again, because he tasted like chocolate and parchment and the rain and the sun and the moon and the snow.
From then on, you couldn’t get enough.
Remus slid down into a lying position, both on your sides as your teeth crashed clumsily against one another, lips moving hastily, tongues entwining with fervour. Wrapping your bare thigh between his legs as you pushed even closer to him than possible, neither of your ears perked up to the clicking of the door, too entangled in the heat of the moment as your fingers curled into his mess of hair, one of his hands wrapped around your waist, the other softly gripping your cheek with his thumb tracing over your jaw.
“What are you doing to her, Moony?” James exclaimed in horror as Peter and Sirius stood beside him in the doorway, light spilling into the room and the voices making you both look up, too frozen to pull away.
“Well, he’s kissing her, I think.” Peter’s brows were raised. Sirius shook his head in disbelief, a crooked smirk splitting across his face as he leaned in the doorway, arms folded across his chest. Finally, you and Remus found it in yourselves to jump away from eachother and stand up on either side of his bed.
“It’s not what it looks like!” You exclaimed, brows furrowed, cheeks burning, lips swollen and hair in disorder.
“So, you two weren’t just snogging?” Sirius quirked a brow.
You and Remus exchanged a panicked glance.
“No.” You both spoke at the same time, smoothing out your clothes.
James breathed heavily, eyes wide as if he’d witnessed a crime. “B – But she’s like our little sister! It’s Y/N! Y/N/N!”
“I don’t think you’d kiss your sister like that, Prongs” Sirius’ smirk grew wider.
“Well, he doesn’t have a sister.” Peter frowned in confusion.
“Merlin’s beard, could you two get any dimmer?” Sirius spoke once more, stepping closer to the bed and eyeing you both closely.
“Rich, coming from you.” Remus couldn’t help himself from commenting, earning a piercing glare from you.
“So, since when ‘as this been going on, then?” He gestured between the two of you with his index finger, eyes narrowing. “You two. Together.”
“Oh, Merlin, they’re together.” Peter held his palm to his face, as if the scene before him was unbearable. James shook his head, eyes screwed shut – in fact, this might’ve been the quietest you’d ever seen him.
“Oh please, you lot are so dramatic.” You rolled your eyes, leaning your weight onto one foot and crossing your arms.
“Well, it started before the Christmas holidays and –”
“Christmas? Since Christmas? Oh no, no, Merlin, no!” James finally opened his eyes, taking his glasses off and flopping onto his bed. “He’s been ‘aving sex! Here! With our little sister!”
“I’m not actually related to any of you, you do know that, right? And, no, we have not had sex.” You and Remus awkwardly avoided gazes, cheeks heating up at the prospect.
“Well, why not –”
“– Shut it, can’t you see you’re embarassing them?” Sirius sighed dramatically, going to sit down on Remus’ bed before thinking better of it and choosing James’ instead. Speaking of, James had his face pressed right into the duvet. “So, why not?”
Remus chewed at the inside of his cheek. “Oh, come off it. It’s none of your business why we – why we haven’t –”
“It’s because they’re both prudes. Boring! I expected more from you, Moony. You know what they say, it’s always the quiet ones.” Sirius’ words made both of your faces heat up as you once more looked anywhere but each other. “You too, Y/N/N.”
Biting anxiously on your lip, nostrils flaring, you looked over at Peter who’s lips were drawn into a thin line, James who looked distraught, and Sirius who was awfully too smug. “I’m sorry we didn’t tell you! But we knew you’d be drama queens about this.”
“I? Me? A drama queen?”
“Shut it, James.”
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fred weasley x fem!reader x george weasley
!! comedic smut, dives straight into it so if you do not want to read smut then do not click “keep reading”. also absolutely no incest because - no. swear words and reluctance. oral pleasure - fem. receiving, overstimulation, idk if you could call it exhibitionism but it’s a “caught” situation.
“Oh Merlin, Fred, don’t stop!”
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Berating Coos and Gentle Hands
Warning(s): Sexual Activity, Anal Sex, Pegging, Degrading, Hand Job, Sex Toys, Sub!Fred and Cum Play.
Summary: Listen this is just pure smut of Fred getting pegged.
Note(s): THIS IS MY FIRST HP, please be kind to me. I will cry.
pacify her
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tired, blonde boy walks my way
you watched draco malfoy stride down the corridor, pansy parkinson by his side like always—her small hand in his.
holding a girls hand
"i’ll see you later, draco?" the dark haired girl cooes, the boy nodding as she pecks his cheek and walks off.
that basic bitch leaves finally
now i can take her man
"draco!" you called out, tossing your school bag over your shoulder and running up to him—his eyebrow cocking, "how are you?"
"i’m good, you?" he asked, shoving his hands into his school pants as you nodded in response.
someone told me stay away from things that aren’t yours
"could be better" you shrugged, clearing your throat before continuing, "was that pansy with you?"
you knew it was pansy, you just wanted him to say it.
but was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?
"yeah" he sighed, not really sounding to fond with the girl he was just with, "it’s our anniversary."
"anniversary?"
pacify her
"our five month anniversary, although it seems longer than that" he chuckles, running a hand over his face with another sigh.
"speaking of our anniversary—i still need to get her a gift. i’ll see you later?"
she’s getting on my nerves
you don’t love her
"yeah" you smile, feeling like barfing at the very second, "i’ll see you later."
stop lying with those words
you went the entire day with watching pansy flock over draco, rarely giving the boy any space as she was practically on him the entire time.
"draco!" pansy squealed, the boy tickling her sides as she laughed loudly, your eyes rolling in annoyance.
i can’t stand her whining
where’s her binky now?
"mr malfoy, ms parkinson...can you continue this  monstrosity later..." snape spoke, interrupting the two.
"sure, we’ll continue this later" pansy winks, your stomach turning as draco smirks softly.
loving her seems tiring
you watched pansy scan the room with narrow eyes, landing on you as she smirked cheekily, sending you a wink before turning back to draco.
so boy, just love me, down, down, down
class was dismissed a few minutes later, all the students rushing out the door for dinner—your school bag getting knocked to the floor.
"what the hell—" you mumbled, a well manicured hand reaching down and picking it up, your eyes trailing up to meet pansy.
"my bad" she smiled, handing you the bag and slipping a piece of paper in the pocket, the girl winking to you once again before walking off with draco.
someone told me stay away from things that aren’t yours
you reached into your bag pocket and took out the paper, a blush covering your face as you read the note.
‘meet me in my dorm after dinner, we’ll be alone
xoxo, pansy’
but was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?
you waited outside pansy’s dorm, students in slytherin walking by as you waited patiently.
"i didn’t expect you to show up" a familiar voice spoke, your head turning to the side as you saw pansy approach you.
pacify her
"you told me to meet you here" you point out, pansy nodding with a smirk as she opened the door, the two of you now entering the empty dorm.
"indeed i did."
she’s getting on my nerves 
"but...i thought you would be with draco."
she set her book bag to the side before cocking an eyebrow, "why’s that?"
"because it’s your guy’s anniversary."
you don’t love her
"oh yeah..." she mumbled, rolling her eyes and stepping towards you "that."
"is there something i’m missing? why don’t you seem more—"
"—happy?" she asked cutting you off, watching you nod as a smile came to her plumped lips.
"i think i’d be happy doing something else, actually, being with someone else."
stop lying with those words
"s-someone else?" you choked out, eyes widening as she cupped the side of your face, her pointer finger dragging along your cheekbone before dropping to your jaw.
she gripped your chin softly and tilted it up, your eyes locking with hers as she then leaned in, her lips connecting with yours as your eyes fluttered shut.
her lips felt soft against yours, so plumped and gentle it didn’t feel real.
after what felt like forever, she pulled away slowly, your eyes opening once again as your mouth went ajar.
"m-me?"
pacify her
"do i need to show you again?"
a/n: yes i thought about this in the shower✋🏻🙄and what about it
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♥︎ pairing: ginny weasley x fem!houseneutral!reader
♥︎ summary: ginny distances herself from you because she thinks you love someone else.
♥︎ requested: yes | no
♥︎ warnings: angst, heartbreak, self hate/comparison, total inconsistency since if you're in the trio's year you wouldn't have class with ginny but shush its a fic
pumpkin pasties, chocolate frogs, and all your other favourite treats jumped around in ginny's bag. the gryffindor girl had gone to help ron woo some mystery girl who he'd taken a liking to and stumbled upon his stash of candies. ginny had called it a fee for her services and decided she'd share her earnings with the girl she loved most, both as a friend and more ─ that girl was you and as far as ginny knew, you were completely oblivious to her feelings.
it was a wednesday afternoon so she could only assume you were having your weekly study session with the gryffindor golden girl herself, hermione granger.
the pep in her step made her red hair bounce on her shoulders, her excitement to see you growing with each one she took. ginny turned the corner, finally at your study spot and she paused. you looked emotional, to put it simply, and you clutched what appeared to be a crumpled piece of parchment that someone had changed their mind about tossing.
there was a nervous gloss to your eyes and ginny thought she should leave, letting you and hermione talk alone. but her curiosity and just the way she cared for you got the best of her.
taking a deep breath and not noticing ginny behind the pillar ─ where she wasn't so much as hiding, but quietly observing ─ you started to read off of the parchment. "there's no easy way to say this," you read clearly but your shy, quivering smile gave away how you felt about reading what was written. was it a letter? had you written it? "but i love you."
ginny's heart stopped. she swallowed thickly, uncertain of how to process the sinking feeling in her chest. you exhaled shakily and smiled, biting your lip and staring down at the words you'd written.
"i love your hair," you laughed, running your hand over your own nervously. "i love your eyes when you're happy and the sound of your voice. did you know your nose scrunches when you laugh? it's adorable. i've never met someone who brights up my life like you do. i love how you always know what to say and i love that i can be myself with you. i love your heart, you're everything i adore. i love when i can look into your eyes because mine fill with the love i've only ever felt for you. the only thing more beautiful to me is you. it's that same look that i've never been able to tell if you've given me back. my thoughts go cloudy when i'm with you. i love you so much. you're... you. how could i not have fallen in love with you?"
as she looked at hermione's angel-like face, ginny felt hot drops of some form of sadness more intense than she even knew possible well up in her eyes. hermione's lips were parted in awe and she was smiling.
hermione granger, brightest, most beautiful witch of her age. beside you, in ginny's opinion, but you were right. how could you not have fallen in love with hermione?
you folded up the letter and sighed, no longer reading but still going. "even if you don't love me, it was worth every word. i've never regretted anything when it comes to loving you. yours, y/n l/n."
hermione grinned at you, "that was beautiful, y/n. truly... gods, i didn't know you had that in you." ginny fled, not wanting to watch what came next or hear what hermione had to say about how she felt for you. she'd break like the porcelain her skin resembled if hermione said she loved you back... if hermione kissed you, like ginny had only dreamed of.
wiping away the tears that stained her cheeks, she hated herself. y/n loves hermione. she just wished she hadn't listened. she shouldn't have fallen for you in the first place or let herself have foolish hope. even more foolish to think she could ever win you over when you could have hermione. older, brighter, and beautiful. she was fool, and now ginny believed had paid the price for it.
but had she stayed only a second longer, she'd have heard hermione's stunned words. "ginny's going to love every word, y/n, i know it." bubbling with nerves, you threw yourself to hug her and squeezed tightly, just as ginny turned to steal one last glance at you. "thank you 'mione, you're the best."
you were inaudible from the distance but there you were in hermione's arms, giggling and chattering. despite the fact that you were joking about her own crush, ron, the sight only made ginny sick. ginny lost her appetite and made her way to her dorm, instead of the great hall where dinner would be starting in just a few minutes.
the heartbroken girl probably would have barfed right there, had she'd seen you and hermione walk into the great hall. arm in arm, you were practically shaking with anticipation. of course, she'd incorrectly imagined that you'd be parading in with intertwined fingers and smeared lipstick but through a made up mind, it'd look like all the same.
"where's gin?" you found a seat next to ron and harry, scanning the table for her red ponytail. through a mouthful of food, ron shrugged and answered, "must have gotten help up." hermione rolled her eyes in disgust, silently scolding him for his ill manners.
you took the opportunity to tease the two. "never invite me to dinner at your home, save the fighting for your kids." they both blushed heavily and stammered out how they'd never fancy the other, then immediately spewing out offense at the implication. ron huffed and harry spoke over them, rolling his eyes heavily.
"what about you, y/n? i thought you and ginny would be an item by now." harry didn't really care either way, but it did seem ridiculous for the two of you to dance around dating for so long, especially since he somewhat saw her as a little sister. and truth be told, everyone was curious about you two.
even ron perked up and hermione smirked knowingly. "leave her alone, it's none of your business," she announced.
ron narrowed his eyes and started, "hermione, do you know something?" hurrying to stop them from bickering again, you cleared your throat. "i wrote ginny a letter, laying out exactly how i feel for her. now if you'll excuse me, i'm going to go find her because i don't think she's coming."
you hopped out of your seat, taking some food for her, and left poor harry alone with the arguing lovebirds to go confess your feelings.
you hummed to yourself, going to knock on ginny's dorm door. her dorm mate opened the door and looked you up and down, glaring angrily. "what do you want?" she crossed her arms and scoffed. taken aback, you blinked and searched the room for ginny, who was curled up in her bed crying.
"excuse me? get out of my way, i need to see ginny. is she alright?" the girl eyed you, as if scanning you for a lie, and she supposed you were sincere in your concern. "she'll be fine, just give her some space."
without another word, the gryffindor slammed the door in front of you and you were left staring at the shut dorm, filled with confusion and a harrowing worry. your hand fell and defeated, you shoved your love letter into your pocket.
you didn't see ginny the next day in class. or the day after that. she wasn't talking to any of her brothers, you, or harry and had even turned the other way when you waved her down. it was like she was avoiding you and after a week of it, you came to the conclusion that she must be. ginny's schedule resided in your mind so you set to confront her after potions. a girl with a mission was a force that should never be reckoned with ─ ginny taught you that.
"it shouldn't be too hard if we get some studying in," ginny was discussing an upcoming exam with astoria greengrass, a slytherin girl in her year. you rather awkwardly stopped in front of the two and watched them part ways, ginny sending you a scarily pissed off glare. the tension could be cut with a knife and you and ginny blurted at the same time.
"you're avoiding me!"
"i heard you and hermione!"
anger slipping, ginny avoided your eyes. "well that's why i've been avoiding you. i'm sorry, i know i should be happy for you," she started to ramble and you stared at her, baffled. happy for you and hermione? "i thought i didn't care, that i could just push my feelings for you aside. it's just that when you read that letter to hermione, there was so much... love in your voice. it hurt. i want to be the one you love."
dumbfounded, you realised that she'd thought the letter was for hermione. "oh fuck, ginny no," you stumbled, making her step back, assuming you were rejecting her. this wasn't how you wanted to tell her that you loved her, it was supposed to go better than this. "wait! what i mean is─"
"you made it pretty damn clear what you mean, y/n," ginny sniffled. "i think it's best if i just─" you cut her off with a kiss. you grabbed her face, kissing her like you'd never tasted something so sweet and you just couldn't get enough. she pulled back, breath heavy on your lips. "but... but hermione," she whispered and you laughed, eyes fluttering shut and head shaking.
"i was reading it to her to practice on you. it was always for you ginny, it's always been you." the smile that you missed all week finally enraptured the lips you'd be kissing as much as you possibly can now that you knew you could. "and besides, she fancies your brother." ginny thought for a moment and then sighed in embarrassment. but she said nothing as she knew you'd only reassure her and she knew this was how things ought to be.
ginny wrapped her arms around you and melted into your embrace, burying herself in your warmth and tugging you closer ─ though with no distance between you two, the gesture wasn't very efficient. "so you love me?" she just wanted to hear you say it.
"i love you, ginny."
"i love you too, y/n."
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does my fictional boyfriend know how real and deep my love for him is
Talking to myself again as scheduled. Love what I have to say btw
Why artists and writers reblog their work multiple times:
They posted it late at night and want people to see it in the daytime
They want others to reblog it
They want more attention for it
THEY WANT OTHERS TO REBLOG IT
They have followers in different timezones and want everyone to get a chance to see it
THEY WANT OTHERS TO REBLOG IT
IF THEY REBLOG IT MULTIPLE TIMES, THEY’RE DOING IT BECAUSE THEY WANT ATTENTION FOR IT AND THEY’RE LIKELY NOT GETTING ENOUGH, SO THEY KEEP REBLOGGING IT IN THE HOPES THEY’LL GET SOME
BE A COOL BRO AND REBLOG
THEY’LL LOVE YOU FOREVER
“Bro why you keep reblogging your own work bro” “BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE IS”
The same reason movies play in theaters for longer than one night.
The same reason art exhibits last for days.
The same reason music isn’t listened to only once.
Reblogging for the last comment! 👍👍👍
me writing a draco malfoy fic based on close as strangers by 5sos set in half blood prince?
more likely than u would think
normalize loving draco malfoy but also thinking hes one of the worst characters in harry potter
i think it could be fun to write him to be as good and complex as people make him out to be - that might mean he could come off as out of character or non canon but unfortunately we can have both
okay update these r the lines from the song i’m using
NO BECAUSE MY HEART ISNT READY
Balancing Act (NSFW, 18+)
Pairing: Ron Weasley/Fem!Slytherin Reader Summary: Slytherin win against Gryffindor for the first game of the school year, and Ron Weasley has trouble balancing whenever you fly by. Out of the kindness of your heart you offer him some help, for a price of course. Words: ~8.3k whew Warnings: Public + Semi-Public Sex, sex on a broom, heights, enemies to lovers really quickly, angry!ron Requested: Nup A/N: literally the longest fic i’ve ever written soooo enjoy lol
The sky was grim, barely any yellow light filtered through the clouds and a drizzle came over the school that morning. The wind wasn’t yet a gale, but it held a chill to it, one you could feel even though you were in the Great Hall. Both Slytherin and Gryffindor tables were buzzing, anticipation building as the hours turned into minutes before the two houses were due to make their way out to the Quidditch pitch.
You sat at the table, already geared up and ready to go, somehow still slamming down glasses of orange juice and slices of semi-cold buttered toast. Being a beater meant you were going to need all the energy you could get in order to smash a few Gryffindors off their brooms. Your team made idle jests and conversation as you ate, you sat with your back facing the gryffindor table, growing agitated as Ron Weasley rambled about Gryffindor beating Slytherin. Does he ever shut up? you thought, swallowing a glass of water.
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ink stains - dean thomas
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part seven: making changes ( read part six here! )
[Dean Thomas x Shifter!Reader]
Summary; y/n spills her guts to dean in the only room they can ever truly be alone
Word Count; 3.4k
A/N; This is the final chapter!! i have a couple different ideas for what could happen after this so if anyone is interested i can choose my favourite one and write an epilogue for this story? I love this series and im so proud of it. The events that take place in this chapter is what i was working toward writing all along, i wanted it to be more than what it ended up being but i still love it. I thought of a million ways of how i should end this chapter/this series and the one i ended on might feel a little sudden/rushed but I like it.
as always- i’m not an experienced shifter so the way i wrote the specifics of shifting may not reflect your personal experiences accurately. Also, i think everything i wrote about the canon events of the battle of hogwarts/the second wizarding war/ dean’s canon backstory are accurate but if you find an error, shoot me a message or an ask so i can fix it please!
another disclaimer: the reader praises the harry potter franchise a ton in this chapter, this no way reflects my feelings for the franchise and certainly not JKR, i do not support her whatsoever.
also please send me a message or an ask and tell me your thoughts on the story! tell me if you loved it or if you hated it or what you wish was different! anything n everything! and if you liked it you’re more than welcome to send me more things to write! i can make up a fandom list but im willing to write for any character (i prefer writing characters rather than real people). i can also post the prompt list i work from for requests.
also, i mentioned this in the a/n of part 6, but originally this and part 6 was one giant chapter but i decided to chop it into two parts, so the beginning of this part picks up right where the last part left off!
Date Written: January 31, 2021
“I came here almost every day while you were gone.” he confessed- sitting on the couch next to her, “it was all I had left of you” his head tipped back to stare at the ceiling.
“I’m sorry,” she said, for the fifth time that night.
“I know you’re sorry, you don’t have to keep saying it. I don’t need you to keep saying it. I need you to tell me where you’ve been and why you left and what’s going on!” Dean’s anger began to bubble back up. He didn’t want it to. He was happy to see y/n, so glad she was back.
“I could tell you all that. I want to tell you all that but you probably won’t even believe me so what’s the point?” she argued. Out of all the ways, this could have gone, it was happening in a fight.
“Why don’t you give me a chance to decide that for myself” he suggested bitterly. “I love you and I missed you but you just left. You just disappeared. Do you know what that does to a person?” his voice was calmer now, but still shaky with anger, y/n couldn’t help but notice a hint of betrayal. She didn’t blame him.
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ink stains - dean thomas
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part six: you’re here ( read part five here! )
[Dean Thomas x Shifter!Reader]
Summary; y/n and dean are back together and they don’t care what anyone has to say about how they should feel
Word Count; 1.7k
A/N; this chapter is way way shorter than all the others have been. this chapter ended up being 5k words and i thought that was way too long so i cut it into two, so this one ended up being a little short- but part 7 makes up for it! as usual, i am not an experienced shifter so the way i wrote the specifics may not accurately represent you and your experiences! This is by farrr the fluffiest most romantic chapter and i love it.
Date Written: January 30, 2021
Dean sat at the Gryffindor table. He picked and poked at his plate of boiled potatoes and roast beef. He ate slowly as his friends chattered around him. Harry seemed to be back to normal, as normal as anyone could be around Hogwarts lately.
“Has anyone done the potions homework?” Ron sighed loudly, shoving food into his mouth. Ron hated potions.
“You’re insufferable, Ronald Weasley” Hermione rolling her eyes at her lazy friend, Dean smiled at this. He was feeling better. He felt bad for constantly snapping at his friends, it wasn’t their fault. He and Seamus had a late-night conversation a few nights after he exploded on him, Seamus is furious with y/n- he tried to get Dean to burn all her stuff.
Dean laughed and told Seamus he would if there was anything left of her here. Seamus was quiet for a minute, not really knowing how to respond. When Dean looked over at his best friend with a wide grin on his face, the two boys burst out into a fit of laughter.
That was the first time Dean joked about his girlfriend disappearing.
“Come on Hermione, you know i hate potions. I don’t even know why I’m taking it” he grumbled, shoving more food in his mouth- Dean wouldn’t be surprised if Ron still hadn’t swallowed some of the food from his last bite.
Hermione and Ron continued to bicker back and forth like a married couple.
“Honestly! The only person worse than you at potions is-” Hermione stopped in the middle of her comeback. She looked stunned.
“Go on then! The only person worse than me at potions is who now?” Ron shot at her, bitterly. Dean is intrigued, he watched the two’s interaction.
“y/n” she breathed, still looking stunned.
Deans eyebrow quirked and looked at the girl.
“Actually, you got that right. I think she’s blown up more cauldrons than Seamus! Hey, remember that one time her and Malfoy had to be partn-” Ron started to ramble, laughing- forgetting all about the fight he was having with Hermione.
Dean was still a little taken aback at the sudden mention of her name, it was so random, so-
“No!” Hermione groaned. “Y/n!” she said again, pointing, she shot up from her seat at the table and started walking in the same direction.
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ink stains - dean thomas
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part five: hogsmeade ( read part four here! )
[Dean Thomas x Shifter!Reader]
Summary; y/n finds herself stranded and seeks help from a friend
Word Count; 3.0k
A/N; this chapter is another one on the longer side. i find when i write a chapter with more than one perspective- it tends to be longer. I tried my best to fact check the things that are canon so nothing is inaccurate but i’m not perfect so there may be some inaccuracies. As always i’m not an experienced shifter so the specifics of shifting may not be completely accurate to you and your experiences.
Date Written: January 30, 2021
Days went by, weeks for Dean. The two were miserable.
It was easier for y/n- even if it didn’t feel like it, she only had to go two weeks without him. sometimes y/n would forget that it was longer for Dean. It’s been 6 weeks since she left, and he lost hope that she would return at the 4-week mark.
Y/n was sitting on her bed, with her script in front of her. It was no longer written in a beautiful, leather-bound journal- with gold engravings of her initials. No, it was written at the back of a grey spiral, notebook that she used to use for school.
This was the night that she went back to Hogwarts. For the last two weeks, she was terrified that she would go back on accident, go back before she was ready.
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