...idk i wanted to do something different ok

I told myself that I would stop yelling but do they ACTUALLY EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE that Mary made two different DVD’s, one where she’s all serious and like ‘I am probably dead as you’re watching this. Sherlock, you need to save John Watson. Save him. Put yourself through hell. Fucking die for all I care’ and the other where she’s like 'hi guys!!!!! In this vlog I just want to say, because I somehow know that everything went ok as I’m a fucking omnipresent force or something idk, I love my Baker Street boys!!!!!! Btw it doesn’t matter who you really are and I hope you find this DVD before the other one because that would be HELLA AWKS lmao peace out bitches xoxoxoxoxox’

Home - Fred Weasley Imagine

A/N: yaaay! I’m back baby! haha so sorry for the delay but here it is :D

Requests:

  • Anonymous said: Are you planning to do a part two to the A Right To Be Wrong? Maybe something where Fred tells Molly the whole story and she basically takes the reader in as one of her own children? I think that would be awesome! 
  • Anonymous said: Ok, I know requests are closed, but can you have this ask till they are open again? Please your writings are the best ones I’ve ever read, can you do something like the one you’ve write (Draco’s Girl) but with Fred? But a little bit different, idk, my heart, soul and body needs this, you can change what you want, but pleeeeease I need this

so, I tried my best and here it is! kind of a sequel to Right to Be Wrong but can also stand on its own :D a quick thanks to @rachel-lizzie-dare and @gold-moonlight for their help! you guys are amazing! :D 

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“But what if they hate me?”

“Love, trust me, they wouldn’t hate you” Fred said bringing his girlfriend closer to him and kissing her forehead.

“I’m a Malfoy, Fred” she said worriedly. It had been almost two months since the Malfoy family had disowned (Y/N) for dating Fred Weasley and standing up for herself. She was going to spend the Christmas break at Hogwarts but of course, there was not a chance that her boyfriend was going to let her spend Christmas alone. So she was going to spend it at the famous Burrow. “And even my own family hates me.”

“First of all, you’re nothing like the rest of your family and that’s why they don’t like you” George assured her. “And besides, Ron, Ginny and I already think you’re great so basically you have half of the family covered” he said shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s not true! There are five left” she pointed out. “And Percy already doesn’t like me!”

“Percy doesn’t count” the twins said at the same time. “He’s not even coming home for Christmas. And I’ve already told Bill and Charlie everything about you. I’m sure they’re going to love you” Fred added.

“Yeah, and dad likes pretty much everyone” George assured her. “So that only leaves mum” he said with a smile making the girl even more nervous.

“Great” she said trying to smile.

She knew all about Molly Weasley and she had always wanted to meet her. She sounded like the perfect mother and she knew how much all of her children, and Harry and Hermione, loved her. So it was only natural that she would be terrified to meet the woman.

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idk i just woke up

ok so i wen on youtube and went to SM town and watched nct dream and i went through the comments (ofc) and seeing some comments about how like when they grow out of being teens and into adult they will change up in different groups (idk if they true or not i just came across them) but if they do then yay good for them but i will still miss that BUT BUTTTTTTT who knows sm may have some little boy trainers and they will put them in nct dream and then the rest will idk they will do what they want it’s up to them and SM but yeah that’s all ok i’m gonna get something to eat bye

Carnival Games- Sammy Wilkinson Imagine

; requested: HI, i love your fanfics. They are truly amazing!! I was wondering if you could maybe write one where Y/N meets sammy and then idk things happen and they fall in love BUT IDK WHAT HAPPENS OK YOU ARE THE WRITER MAKE SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL OUT OF IT BC YOU CAN!! Srsly love your stories

I know they don’t “fall in love” and everything, but i think it’s cute, and i wanted to do something a little different from what i’ve seen on here before! Hope you all enjoy! 

Feedback is appreciated, and requests are open! ;


“Nash, how much longer until they get here?” I asked him, getting slightly impatient. I was visiting Nash in LA for about 3 weeks, and tonight I was meeting his friends that were constantly in his snapchat story, and we were going to the local fair. Nash knew how much I loved fairs, so being in a place where I would be comfortable would make it less nerve racking to meet all of them. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the ringing doorbell. Nash jumped up and ran to answer the door.

“What up, guys?!” I heard him greet the people at the door, followed by many handshakes and slaps on the back as they hugged. The front door shut, and soon their footsteps were making their way closer to me. I sat up straighter on the couch, brushing my hair down.

“Guys, this is the girl I’ve been telling you about, Y/N” He introduced me to them as I stood up, making my way over to where they were standing. They all hugged me as they introduced themselves; there was Matthew, who I had met previously, but in addition to him there was Jack Johnson, Jack Gilinsky, Nate Maloley, Kenny Holland, and last but not least, Sammy Wilkinson. It was a lot of names thrown at me, and I could only hope that by the end of the night I would be able to put names with faces.

“So, who’s ready to go?” Nash asked, clapping his hands together.

“Finally!” I exclaimed, louder than anticipated. I clapped my hand over my mouth, surprised by my own sudden outburst.

“Well, I think we all know Y/N.” Jack G chuckled, causing the rest of the boys to let out a laugh. My face flushed a bright red and I looked down at my shoes.

“Aww, don’t be embarrassed. You’re too cute to be embarrassed” Matt said, putting his arm over my shoulder. “Shall we go, then?” He asked, mainly to me. I nodded and walked out the door. We had to take 2 separate cars since there were so many of us, so I jumped into the passenger seat of Nash’s car. With us was Sammy, Nate, and Kenny; the others were in Matt’s car, along with Hayes.

We soon pulled up to the fair, and my eyes instantly lit up looking at all the rides and cheesy games that were damn near impossible to win. I hopped out of the car and stood in awe, trying to figure out what I would do first as the rest of the boys rushed past me.

“It’s nice to know I’m not the only one crazy about fairs” I turned around to see who said the comment, and came face to face with Sammy.

“You like fairs too?” I asked him, slightly surprised. He didn’t seem like the type to; he seems more like the type to think fairs were childish and boring.

“Don’t tell the guys, but I love coming to fairs. There’s just something about them that makes me so happy” He said, a small smile coming on his face.

“Don’t worry, you’re secret is safe with me” I said, winking at him and returning his smile. He chuckled and stepped towards to me.

“So, what are we gonna do first?” He asked me, looking around at all of our options.

“Well first, I think we need to commemorate our love of fairs with a good old fashioned funnel cake” I said, grinning widely before running off to the funnel cake stand. I heard him laugh behind me before running after me. I was already ordering two funnel cakes for us by the time he caught up to me.

“That’ll be 8 dollars, hun” the lady behind the window told me. I reached into my pocket to pull out my money, but was brushed past by Sammy handing her a 10.

“You didn’t have to pay” I said quietly, tucking my money back into my pocket.

“Well now we can’t exactly have a pretty lady paying for herself, can we?” He said, smirking at me. The blush returned to my face, and I grabbed my funnel cake from the lady, thanking her. I walked away and started towards the games. Sammy was soon by my side, and we ate in a comfortable silence.

“You know, I love fair games, but I hate them at the same time” I said, stopping in front of the water gun game.

“Why’s that?” He asked me, and he seemed genuinely interested.

“Because, it’s damn near impossible to win, but every time you lose, you wanna play again…”

“Because you think that next time will be the time you actually win” He finished my sentence, smiling at me. “Come on, let’s play” He said, raising his eyebrows and sitting down in front of one of the water guns. I took a seat next to him, setting my funnel cake down next to me. We both put our hands on our guns, ready to aim for the circle that would cause our race car to move forward on the straight track.

“Ready, set, go!” The carnie exclaimed, and soon our water guns were turned on. I squealed and took aim, not even paying attention to who was winning. About a minute later the bell went off, indicating someone had won.

“And the winner is number 18!” the guy exclaimed, pointing at Sammy. I laughed at the irony of the situation, and congratulated Sammy.

“What do you want?” He said, turning to me.

“Oh, you don’t have to let me choose, you’re the one who won!” I said, picking my funnel cake back up.

“Come on, Y/N. I won it for you” He said, his cheeks reddening. I smiled at him before looking at my prizes.

“Hmmm I’ll take that one!” I said, pointing to a cute little stuffed tiger in the corner. The carnie guy took it off the hook and handed it to me; I was surprised by how soft it was.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking” Sammy said, standing up and holding out his hand for me to take. I laced my fingers through his, and we started walking again.

“Alright, now here’s my game” Sammy said, stepping up to the “Test your Strength” hammer game. I giggled at him pushing up his sleeves and stretching his arms, getting ready to play. He picked up the hammer, bringing it up past his hand and swinging it down, striking the platform. The ball moved up the indicator, stopping about half a foot away from the bell. Sammy sighed, repeating his actions. He got a little closer, but still didn’t hit the bell.

“You got it, Sammy!” I said, cheering him on. He looked over at me, his smile growing bigger. One last time, he brought the hammer over his head and swung down with all his might. The ball moved up, up, and up, and the Ding! It hit the bell. I jumped up and down, squealing in excitement over the fact that he actually managed to hit the bell. He pumped his arms up in victory, turning to the guy running the game. They discussed what prizes Sammy could choose from, and he walked over to the giant stuffed bear, picking it up and walking over to me. He set it in front of me and grinned.

“For you” He said sheepishly. I giggled and hugged the bear, which was half my height.

“Thanks Sammy. I love it” I said, letting go of the bear and giving Sammy a hug.

“Whoa man, did you win that?” we heard from behind us. We pulled away and looked, and saw the rest of the guys walking towards us.

“Yeah, I won it for Y/N” Sammy explained, keeping an arm loosely around my waist.

“So what, was this like a first date for you guys?” Kenny asked, motioning between the two of us.

“Unofficially, yeah. But I’m taking her out on our first official date this Friday” Sammy said, looking down at me, his blonde hair falling in front of his face.

“You are?” I asked, trying not to sound too excited. He smiled at me and squeezed my side, pulling me closer.

“Yeah, I am. So be ready by 7:30”