request: “Not sure if you’ve already done this-if so,sorry!-but could you do a Fred Weasley Yule ball imagine?Thanks a ton! xx” — by @mias-small-obsession

a/n: you’re welcome! hope you like this 💓

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     It was a rare sight to see Fred Weasley in such a frantic and nervous state that some of the students who walked by chuckled to themselves before bothering to greet him, the red-haired boy unaware that he was probably sweating too much and that his hands kept on smoothing his dress robes while looking through the reflective surface of the knight in shining armor before him.

     This was the night. This was going to be the night he finally confesses that he was hopelessly in love with his best friend who was also his date for the Yule Ball this evening. He was so thankful that she even agreed in the first place — well, he made sure that she would, anyway. Any boy who thought of asking her, he would block or forbid them, saying that he was already planning on asking Y/N first.

     Fred widened his eyes and started to feel even more anxious than before when Y/N descended down the stairs, talking to a friend of hers, not even knowing how beautiful she looked with her yellow dress, its sleeves just draping below her shoulders while it flowed elegantly as she walked. He could vividly remember how she told him that the inspiration of her outfit was going to be from a Muggle movie entitled Beauty and the Beast. And certainly, she was indeed a Beauty for what he was seeing.

     "Freddie!“ exclaimed Y/N once she saw him standing there with his jaw slightly hanging and his eyes still wide. "I’m sorry for taking too long. Just really wanted to make everything perfect.”

     "You look perfect.“ Fred breathed out.

     Y/N grinned, bowing down formally. "Thank you. I do try, you know.”

     He snorted, moving closer and grasping her hand before placing a swift kiss on the back of it. “It’s a pleasure to have you tonight, m'lady.”

     "The pleasure is all mine, kind sir.“ she played along, a soft chuckle coming out of her lips. "Now, let’s go inside. I can’t wait to dance.”

     Fred nodded, taking the lead as they enter the Great Hall, their arms now linked together while both of them looked at their surroundings in absolute amazement. It seemed like the staff really wanted go impress the foreign schools that were staying in Hogwarts for the meanwhile, the decorations they had tonight much more breathtaking than usual.

     "You really do look beautiful tonight, Y/N.“ said Fred, bringing her attention from the ice sculptures to him. "Just felt necessary to say that again in case you don’t know.”

     "Two compliments in one night. I must be lucky.“ joked Y/N though the blush on her cheeks told him that she was pleased by what he had said.

     Fred was mesmerized by her shy smile. "So, let’s dance?”


     They joined the crowd, soft music filling the area where a bunch of couples were already swaying to the beat. Fred caught a glimpse of George dancing with Angelina Johnson, and when their eyes met, his twin brother winked and gave him two thumbs up before focusing his eyes on his date once again.

      "Y/N?” Fred began as she placed a hand on her shoulder while he gently places his hand on her waist.

      “Yes, Fred?” she brought their free hand together.

      He wanted to speak but when she started to lead him in dancing, he couldn’t quite find the right words to say.

      Finally, Y/N decided to break the silence. “Why are you so quiet?” she asked.

      “I’m not.” he denied.

     Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Well, the only words that you managed to tell me is that I look beautiful — which, don’t get me wrong, is nice to hear — but I want to talk to you, spend the night having fun with you, you know, act like teenage fools and all that jazz.” she added the last part with a chuckle.

      How could she be with me and stand there and not know that I’m in love with her? Fred thought to himself in frustration.

     "Sorry.“ muttered Fred. "It’s just that —” he frowned. “I … I don’t know.”

     "You don’t know?“ asked Y/N, pausing momentarily, the both of them now facing each other in the middle of the dance floor.

     He took a deep breath. "I — er — to be honest, I’ve been meaning to tell you something, that’s why I asked you to go to the Yule Ball with me.” he scratched the back of his neck.

     "It must be important if you don’t want to tell me on a regular basis.“ she smiled. "What is it? Is it regarding about the Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes or —”

     "Something much important than that actually.“ said Fred, a bead of sweat already falling on his temple that didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N.

     She abruptly got his handkerchief from his front pocket and in instinct, began to wipe the side of his face with it. "Gosh, Fred, just tell me already. Why are you so nervous?” she chuckled.

     He held onto her wrist. “I — I’m kinda — no, I’m really, I guess I just — bloody hell, this is impossible.” he frowned.

     "Just spit it out.“ said Y/N impatiently.

     Fred sucked in a deep breath. "I love you, Y/N. Not just as a best friend or a sister, but what I feel for you is something more.”

     As soon as he said it, he wanted to take it back. The look on her face was so confusing he wasn’t sure whether she was pleased or somehow sorry because she could in no way return his love for her. But when Y/N suddenly brought her hand against his cheek, gently stroking it with a smile on her face, he didn’t seem to be as nervous as before.

     "I love you too, Fred. It took you long enough, to be honest.“

hoezawa  asked:

hey hey it's meeee again! I wanted to ask if you had a list for jealous drarry fanfic? thanks in advance ☺️💕

Babeeeeeeeeeee *hugs* ily <333

how about these 

88. Possession - Halloween Special (2/2)  (ft. BTS 방탄소년단) *RATED*

Genre: Romance, Angst, Thriller, AU af (this is my first time in the thriller genre so…), drama (wasn’t planning to, but it happened)

Warning(s): Violence, Profanity, religious questions (idk about this? But just to be safe), annoying plot twists, sexual themes [RAPE. I cannot stress this any more than this. Please do not read if you are not comfortable with this. I know because it was as hard for me to write as it is hard for you to read.] – all in it’s worst level It’s a Halloween special after all guys, it’s supposed to be scary. (but I swear all of these is worth it. I’m kinda proud of this one, so I’m semi-begging you to read this til the end.)

Part 1: Obsession

A sweet voice crooned your name repeatedly and though it was a relaxing voice, for some reason your brain was begging you to awaken.

“Y/N… My sweet, Y/N. Wake up please.” It said.

A dream?

Your eyes shot open and dark orbs met yours. A crooked smile quirked his lip up as he raised his hand to brush away the hair that had fallen on your face.

“I had forgotten how beautiful you looked waking up in the morning.” Taehyung’s fingers grazed the skin from your shoulder down to your hand.

You shivered and noticed that you were in your underwear. You tried to slap his hand away, but you realized then that your hands and feet were bound to the bed by zip ties. He could see your pupils shaking as you took in his appearance.

He was Kim Taehyung, but somehow, he was Jeon Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook, your ex-husband who should have died 6 months ago.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He smiled menacingly and you could feel the scream building in your throat. “Do you know who I am? Have we met before?”

Your breathing became shallow. Even when tears fell from your eyes, you were frozen in place.

“No?” he caressed your cheek with his familiar hand. “Think again, 자기야.”

“It can’t be. You were sentenced to death.” You whispered with difficulty. “You should have died six months ago.”

He withdrew his hands and eyed your from head to toe before he smirked. “Jeon Jungkook was sentenced to death for murder, domestic violence, marital rape and frustrated homicide, but not me. I’m Kim Taehyung.”

You shook your head, glaring at him defiantly.

“I don’t know how you did it, but you are definitely Jungkook.” His smile started to fade just as your voice started to tremble more. “I would never forget that look in your eyes; that cold, unfeeling stare. You looked at me like that when you shot my best friend dead and when you… when you… violated me.”

He pulled the blanket by your feet and draped it over you. Even if his actions were gentle, you could not help but feel repulsed. Though you weren’t really in a situation where you can enjoy a small chitchat, he began recounting the events that led to that predicament. You can’t refuse, so you figured, if he really was who he was, then it was much better to stay quiet.

“Ah, yes. Your ‘best friend’? What was his name?” He pretended like he was thinking for a second before he shrugged. “Who cares, right? He’s dead anyway because you can’t keep your hands to yourself.”

In a fit of rage, you tried to break free from the ties, but it was no use. You were shaking in anger and your eyes were red because of the fat tears that kept escaping from them. “너, 누구야?”

“Ah, where to begin?” he said haughtily, pretending to be in deep thought. “Maybe the first thing you need to know is that I am Jeon Jungkook.”


“Easier than you would think.” He shrugged and propped himself up with an arm as he continued lying beside you. “Much easier if you have money. After I was arrested, I thought a lot about you and me; about how we can start over.” He lifted a hand to caress your cheek again and you flinched away. “There were several obstacles, of course. For example, I was in jail and was being called constantly for trial, so I got someone who looked a lot like me and made him attend those boring sessions.”

“So you were never even there in the first place.” You remembered how ‘Jungkook’ stayed quiet during the proceedings, how it frustrated and angered you and now, you find out that he never even came to any of those torturous sessions.

“Nah, the only downside was that I couldn’t see your pretty face, but I had a purpose. I kept thinking that you will be mine again anyway, so I shouldn’t miss you any more than I should.” This time, he took a finger and grazed it down your torso, goosebumps following wherever it went. “Back to my plan, I just needed two things, a new identity and well, you, my darling.”

He sighed, as if his demise was meant to garner sympathy. “Creating a new identity was more troublesome than just stealing one, so I chose someone who was very similar to me and yet different enough, so that you wouldn’t suspect anything. Kim Taehyung had the perfect face, background and personality. He had no relatives, no wife… His friends didn’t even suspect a thing as you may have noticed during the dinner. 23 billion won’s worth of plastic surgery and two years later, I had a new identity.”

“What did you do to the poor guy?” Jimin’s desperate face suddenly flashed in your head and his warning resonated in your ear.

“Oh, he died six months ago. I mean, we did need a dead body, right?” His palms swept over the empty space of the bed. “But he did live under this bed before that. He was too noisy.”

You felt the bile trickle up your throat, but you fought it back. Taehyung, or actually Jungkook, placed his hand on your chin, so that you were looking directly into his eyes. “Now, I’m here with you. I missed you so much, Y/N. Did you miss me too?”

“H-How…?” the mixture of fear and agony made it hard for you to speak coherently. “How can you say those words… w-without feeling any remorse? You ruined my life and somehow, you can still look me in the eye and say that you what? You missed me?”

“Of course.” He replied without batting an eyelash. He didn’t even spare a second to think about his answer again. “I can say these because I’m your husband and I love you.”

“You love me?” you spat out like your tongue was on fire. “You killed my bestfriend, you abused me and hurt me and still, you love me?”

“You’re mine.” He growled through his teeth and you felt the old temper that used to bubble behind his former doe-like eyes. “He should’ve known better than to touch my property.”

You choked on your sobs as he repeated the same reason that he had all those years ago. The memories that you tried to forget suddenly rising to the surface.

Gunshots. Knives. Whips. Handcuffs. Paddles.

Broken glass. Ripped clothing. Cigarette burns.

It sped through your vision like a nightmare, so fast that you could barely see it.

But was there a need to see them again?

You were reliving the very same nightmare again.

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Why You Should Read The Raven Cycle

As if this hasn’t already been done a million times but oh well.

  • Atmospheric setting and writing
  • Will make you laugh/happy/sad/angry
  • Gansey, Ronan, Blue, Adam, Noah (and others)
  • Ghosts
  • Boat shoes & polo shirts in pastel colors 
  • Mint obsession 
  • Short person & she’ll fight you (I relate to this very strongly)
  • Cars & racing
  • Dreaming dreams 
  • History isn’t really in the past but in the present and also the future
  • Creatures & magic
  • Weird tea & yogurt obsession
  • A hit man
  • Trees speaking Latin
  • Warranted angst 
  • Super quotable
  • Excellent use of the f-word
  • Pizza
  • and just a lot more strangely awesome shit. 

I could keep going for a while. Just read it. 

The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater in order: The Raven Boys, The Dream Thieves, Blue Lily, Lily Blue, The Raven King 

anonymous asked:

Posesssive!harry fics ?

Shit yeah the best kind!! Green eyed monster. I threw in bonus Jealous and Possesive!Harry coz fuck its the best thing ever <333

Lemme know if you need more or if you’ve read most of them. 

anonymous asked:

Do you have any Jealous/Possessive!Harry i need more.

Hey hey evening!, sorry for late reply i have a ton of catching up to do.

OH MY GOSH, my fav Harry <333 tbh theres A LOT out there of this but uhm have you read

anonymous asked:

Hi love, I was wondering if you can tell me fics where Harry gets jealous and protective over draco?

Oh my goshhhhhhhhh he’s so hot when hes like that ; u; <333