#percy weasley drabble

[imagineweasley]

how each golden trio era character acts when they lay their eyes on you for the first time: PT. 1

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harry: harry is brooding at the lake after the bad day when he sees you for the first time. he's startled by you, but when you apologize and start to head back, he calls after you and says you can stay. you two sit in silence a few feet apart for a while, making occasional conversation. before, he was quiet because he was brooding, but now, he's quiet because his brain is screaming trying to work up the courage to talk to you. even during lulls in conversation, the silence is comfortable and this becomes a regular thing.

ron: ron chokes on a pumpkin pasty when he lays his eyes on you for the first time, and harry has to thump his back to save him. you're walking by him and notice his predicament, and you glance at him, slightly worried, but then can't help but smile at the sight of harry standing over him trying to save his life. he succeeds, only for ron to choke all over again when he sees your smile and hermione has to magic the pasty out of his throat.

hermione: she's hard at work in the library (as usual) when you sit down a little ways down the table from her. you accidentally drop your books on the table and she's distracted by the commotion. she looks up to glare but when she sees you, the glare is wiped off her face and she looks right back down at her book, pretending to read. unfortunately, she isn't taking in any of the information anymore and spends the rest of the study session stealing glances at you.

fred: he doesn't even try to hide his infatuation when he first meets you. he does wonder though, how he's never noticed you before. probably too busy causing a ruckus with george. he tries to be smooth and flirt, something that usually comes naturally to him, but he stumbles over his words and blurts out random things just to continue the conversation with you. george has quite a time making fun of him for the next week.

george: when he sees you, he goes silent, which doesn't happen often, so fred and lee notice immediately. when they realize what caused this, they immediately set off on a mission to draw as much attention to george as possible so that you'll notice him. he tries with all his might to stop them, running around to snatch away their wands, but this is a ruckus in itself and it catches your attention. even though they succeeded in their mission, fred and lee still carry out their plan and set off fireworks that burst above george in the shape of bright pink hearts, pretty appropriate since he melts as soon as he hears your laugh. the entire school knows george is basically in love with you by the end of the hour.sort or even making eye contact with you for the rest of the match. the next week, you come to watch his practice; you found his attempts to impress endearing, and when he sees you, he chokes on a bug and accidentally sends angelina and alicia crashing into each other.

[georgeplease]

okay but imagine marrying one of the twins. you are close to most of the family but surprisingly, you and Percy are always talking. he’s never been super close to his family, feeling like an outsider, but you just seem to get him. perhaps you work a similar job or he just understands your jokes more than anyone else.

it confuses your husband, who was never really close with his older brother. sure, they’ve been working on repairing that relationship after the war, but you seem to naturally gravitate towards him.

[uncannycerulean]

A prompt a day in May

Day 7: yawn (Percy/Oliver, 90 words)

“You know you can go to bed, right?” Oliver asks, when Percy yawns for the fourth time. 

“I’m fine.” Percy shifts on the couch to tuck his feet under the blanket.

“But you hate Quidditch,” Oliver replies, doubtful.

As if on cue, cheers erupt from the Floo Broadcast where miniature Quidditch players flit back and forth. 

“But I’m not watching the Quidditch,” Percy replies distractedly, already immersed in his book again. “I’m spending time with my boyfriend while reading. It’s quite different, and much better if you ask me.”

[etherealsymphony]

“How many times have I told you both!?” Percy screeched.

…..

…..

Marcus and Oliver looked at Percy with matching, sheepish, smiles.

“Well… Percy- the cunt was asking for it!” Marcus said, his bloody and bandaged hands flapping about.

Oliver looks between them both and nods frantically, “Yeah! He was saying all this shit about Puddlemere. Who the fuck talks about the fuckin Puddlemere’a like that?”

Percy looks at both of them like they’ve grown a third head, “That doesn’t — that doesn’t mean you can hit people, you idiots! You know what, I’m not talking to you for 2 days. Goodbye!” He says with a crazed smile. The boys watch as Percy packs his bag and leaves the hallway they were standing in.

“We fucked up, yeah?”

“You fucking think?”

[princesevsnape]

Summer fic prompts

I have decided to come up with a few summer related prompts to write some fics. So please feel free to send in a prompt and a character from any of the fandoms I write for. Especially Harry Potter. But I will obviously do them for any of the characters from any fandoms. If you have a little scenario in mind to go with the prompts too that would be great.

Beach day

Skinny dipping

Weekend at a lake house

Camping

Topless sunbathing

Water fight

Ice (anything to do with ice)

Summer fling

Swimming

Road trip

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Remus Lupin Drabble

Warnings: mentions of arranged marriage, canon-typical attitudes, and a hint of Dark Hermione.

“How do we tell her?”

“Tell me what, Hermione?”

The almost fifth year spun around.  She took one look at you and the words came spilling out, “Rita Skeeter has published an article calling for a Marriage Law and for you to be married to a wealthy pure blood because you are a demigod.”

Instead of being upset like Hermione thought you’d be, you grinned.

“Why aren’t you more worried about this?”  Hermione demanded.

“Who is my father?”

“Zeus.”  Harry answered instantly.

“Who’s Zeus married to?”

“Hera.  Not only does that make Hera your stepmother, she’s also your auntie.”  Ron responded.

The smile remained on your face, “Exactly.  Hera is the Goddess of Marriage.  While she doesn’t like her husband’s offspring, she is kinder to Zeus’ demigod daughters.  She won’t let this marriage law pass.”

Hermione exhaled in relief.

Later when she saw you sitting in Remus’ lap contentedly, she hoped Hera came through for you.  If not, Hermione vowed she would take on Rita herself; you and Remus deserved as much love and time together as possible.

[t1oui]

percy weasley was eleven when he was sorted into slytherin.

in hindsight, no one should’ve been surprised. percy was the different one, the nerdy one, the weasley who played quidditch and had red hair but was, in every other way, other.

he was such an easy target for fred and george’s pranks, the boy who “couldn’t take a joke” even if the joke truly hurt.

like all young wix, he had bouts of accidental magic, but those were different too. where his siblings floated teapots, percy levitated his bed. where ginny changed the color of her birthday cake from pink to orange, percy blew up a bush. different. that’s all he ever was.

he asked once if the magic swirling under the surface of his skin would relax, if the lava would cool and stop trying so desperately to escape. after he saw the look on bill’s face, he didn’t ask again.

different. they were all magical, but he was different.

when percy started at hogwarts, he wanted to make a change. to show his siblings and his parents and the whole world that he, percy weasley, was worthy. worthy of love, of pride, of being in on pranks instead of the subject of them.

he didn’t think about how that would look to the hat until it was too late.

percy spent his first night at hogwarts as far away from his brothers as he could possibly be — across the great hall, across the school, across the world. percy was supposed to be a gryffindor, supposed to wear red and gold, supposed to make his family proud. how could he do that if they were now the very people he was meant to hate?

by january of his first year, percy had three good friends. he knew other people, of course — he wasn’t a total hermit, no matter what people (read: his family) said — but these were three people who were all his. maybe the possessiveness was a slytherin thing, but thanks to his friends, he was more comfortable with that.

their names were marcus, penelope, and oliver, and they became his whole world.

marcus came along first. he and percy were two of the four boys in their dormitory, and with adrian and theo becoming friends fairly quickly, percy and marcus befriending each other became somewhat inevitable. marcus was outgoing and reckless and a complete dork sometimes, but he was also kind and smart and could spend hours discussing chaser strategies with percy. he definitely liked quidditch more, there was no doubt about that, but percy found it didn’t matter. he could match marcus’s enthusiasm as long as he wanted.

next was penelope, and she was different. she hated all sports, quidditch included — despite the fact that she had only just been introduced to the sport (and the wizarding world as a whole — but she loved books just as much as percy did.

they met in the library, both of them looking for the same history of magic book, and after a few stern glares from penelope, she finally relented and the two agreed to share. it wasn’t as bad as either of them thought it would be. it was nice, percy thought, to have someone care about school as much as he did.

and then, finally, there was oliver wood.

oliver was a gryffindor, a supposed rival of marcus and percy, and he still managed to get pulled into their group anyway. looking back, percy isn’t surprised. of course he managed it — he’s oliver.

they — being marcus and percy — met him on the quidditch pitch the day of hufflepuff’s team tryouts. marcus and percy weren’t trying out, not even for the slytherin team, but they decided to watch all the tryouts and as many practices as they could to try and gauge the competition they’d have once they joined the team in second year. adrian had gone with them for slytherin’s tryouts, but apparently couldn’t bother to watch past that, instead electing to study with theodore. marcus didn’t really mind, and percy didn’t either, though adrian’s dry humor was a nice touch in the quiet moments.

they were some the only non-hufflepuffs in the stands, and practically the only students watching at all. they were some of the only non-hufflepuffs, but not all of them, because there was oliver. he wasn’t even sitting in gryffindor.

“he does know he’s not a ravenclaw, right?” percy had asked. marcus shrugged.

“maybe we should go remind him.”

so it was decided.

oliver barely even noticed as they walked up, too occupied with taking notes on the drills happening above him. but from that day on, he was one of them — once he noticed they were there, at least.

it was at the end of first year that percy finally explained the feeling of magic under his skin, practically bursting with it, and it was at the end of first year that his friends said they felt it, too. they felt the power building beneath the surface with nowhere to go, felt the discomfort of it and the confusion at students and teachers alike who couldn’t relate. but they could, and wasn’t that something?

when marcus found percy sulking after he signed up to stay at hogwarts for christmas, figuring his parents wouldn’t want him around, marcus had said, “you’re a slytherin. be proud of it.”

at the end of his first year, as percy found himself allied with the only other students who felt magic like his, he thought, someday, i’m going to show them all.

for the first time, he was proud.

[casuallybeez]

"Oh, Percy... You're beautiful."

And oh, how ironic it was. The most gorgeous guy in school, delicately cradling Percy's face and calling him beautiful. He would've assumed it was some sick joke if it weren't for the soft look in his eyes. Percy's breath hitched, nervously pulling away from his touch and averting his eyes.

There was no way in hell this was real.

[solisitude]

<3 omg please

YAY I actually think this is so cute I love perciver so much and they're hardly talked about. This is for @remuslupininskirts my favourite perciver fan <33

Percy's eyes were heavy and his head nodded forward as he tried to process the words on the parchment in front of him. His head was pounding and he was exhausted but he needed to do well on this test, so he pushed on.

"Love, are you still awake?" Percy hears a sleepy voice ask from his place at his desk.

"Yeah, I'll go to bed soon, I promise." he says quietly, his eyes never leaving the words of his textbook even though they are starting to blur together.

He hears shuffling behind him and all of a sudden, there are arms wrapped around his shoulder and a head resting ontop of his.

"Come on, Perce, you've been at it for hours." Oliver mutters into his hair and Percy sighs.

"I know, I know, but I'm almost done, I swear. You know how important this test is to me." Percy's shoulders slump.

"More important than cuddling with your boyfriend?" Percy doesn't even have to see Oliver's face to know that he's pouting and he smiles slightly.

"Come on, love, you'll do great tomorrow. Come and sleep." Oliver's arms tighten around him and Percy finally turns around to face his boyfriend who looks adorably sleepy with his bedhead.

"But Ollie-"

"Nope, no buts, you're coming to sleep so you incredibly handsome boyfriend can cuddle you." Oliver shakes his head and pulls Percy up in one quick motion and Percy stifles a laugh at how Oliver almost falls over from the act.

"Fine, you big oaf, but you have to wake me up when you go for quidditch practice in the morning so I can study some more, alright?" Oliver nods his head appeasingly and pulls Percy down onto the bed next to him, wrapping his arms around Percy's lithe frame and burying his face in his neck.

"Thank you for worrying about me. " Percy smiles softly and strokes Oliver's hair and is met with the sound of snores in reply.

[btsbabe7]

November Prompt 25: Thanksgiving

Words: 1K | Pairing: Harry Potter x reader

For a holiday centered around thankfulness, you’re so grateful to be able to spend it with your dearest friends from school. Knowing your parents were away on official business, Harry had taken it upon himself to invite you to The Burrow to celebrate the holidays with The Weasleys.

The Burrow is as cluttered as you remember it from housing the entire Weasley family and the color brown had always been prominent in your memories of the place. In comparison to your family’s white, clutter free, magazine excerpt of a home, the Weasleys home felt much cozier and lived in. Your family strived for protection, and the Weasleys, for comfort, which was something you could appreciate. During times like this, it makes you feel less alone, welcome even, when you’re used to having no one.

Sitting across the table from Harry and with Fred and George on either side of you, you can’t help but feel a bit trapped. The shared glances between you and Harry hadn’t gone unnoticed by them and the twins had no problem teasing in your ear about it.

“Can’t seem to get enough of that stuffing, eh?” Fred chirped quickly in your ear, making you almost choke.

In the excitement of the house, you’re glad no one else has noticed aside from his twin and Harry himself. You poke Fred’s thigh softly under the table and he chuckles before stuffing his mouth with a dinner bun.

“Think Fred and I can manage the sofa if you and Harry want to share the bunk tonight,” George whispers behind his hand with a mouth snuffed full of turkey.

Heat quickly rises to your cheeks, turning them crimson before a loud snort squeaks out of you, sending Fred and George into a laughing fit.

“Are you alright, dear?” Molly asks.

“Yes, of course,” you giggle, gaining the laughter of Hermione and Ginny and the curiosity of Fleur across the table. “I just need to excuse myself for a moment.

Twelve pairs of eyes fall on you as you wander up the stairs, but the loudness of conversion quickly picks back up again. Once you’re in the clear of Ron’s bedroom, you let out a sharp giggle. You aren’t sure how you’re going to survive the rest of dinner sitting between your two favorite pranksters, but you’ll have to gather yourself and make do.

As you turn to return downstairs, there’s a soft knock on the open door. You spot Harry almost immediately, putting a stopper in all motion, including your breathing too apparently. His deep brown hair is uncut, the back hitting the tips of his shoulders and the front, straight and swept to the side just enough to cover his forehead, except the bottom of his scar. He’s wearing jeans and a simple gray hoodie, but seeing him outside of your usual school robes has always made him more attractive. He quickly adjusts his rounded glasses before meeting you near the vanity right inside the door.

“I wasn’t sure if you were okay, it seemed as if Fred and George were um… bothering you? Well, I’m not really sure exactly.”

“I’m just fine,” you state softly. “Just a bit overwhelmed I guess. I’m not used to jokes or being around family much during the holidays.”

You lean against the old, wooden vanity and Harry joins by your side immediately.

“Neither am I, but you do get used to it. It just takes time like most things and they seem to enjoy your company.” Harry’s eyes meet yours in the dimly lit room, but your eyes fall to your fuzzy socks nervously as your cheeks begin to redden again. “Are you sure you’re alright? We can stay up here for a while if you’d like.”

You shake your head, not wanting to alarm anyone with the both of you disappearing from dinner for too long. After all, that would only gain more suspicion from Fred and George, though you know they’d persuade everyone to stay at the table while they investigate the situation themselves in hopes of proving right.

“I’m fine, Harry. I promise.”

His gaze falls to the floor as well, but his hand boldly curls over yours, which rests against the broken wooden drawer between you two. Your nose scrunches as you fight back a smile, but you can’t help but look at him, drinking him in even closer now that there’s no table in between the two of you.

His eyes finally meet yours and a smirk curls at the edge of his mouth. He takes a step forward, keeping his hand in yours while he makes his way in front of you. He rests his free hand under your chin and lifts it slightly, sending a heavy pounding throughout your chest that ripples down through your stomach.

“Y/n, I want to k—“

You go for it, before he gets a chance to fully ask, before your brain has a chance to process it all, you kiss him. Your best friend in the open doorway of your other best friend’s bedroom.

Harry’s lips are chapped, but impressively still soft, and his mouth smells of mashed potatoes and garlic, but you press in further when his unskilled hands find your bare hips under the cover of your golden t-shirt. Your mouths move together for a while, but the creaking of the stairs below quickly sends you two apart. Both of you sport red cheeks, warm smiles, and a bit of nervous laughter before his hand drops free from your body.

“Maybe we should head downstairs. I don’t want the search party intruding on our lip-locking,” you joke and poke his side nervously.

Harry laughs, but takes your hand in his again.

“Let them look,” he says proudly and guides you towards the stairs. “As long as you know I’ll be by your side the entire time.”

You nod, smiling before letting out your last thought before returning to the party downstairs. “I’m just really thankful you invited me, Harry.”

“Of course,” he breathes before quickly pressing his lips against yours one last time, leaving you hot in the cheeks just before he leads the way downstairs, something you’re sure the twins will be more than thankful to investigate.

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[elisedonut]

Uploaded four Percy drabbles late last night!

Sleeping Princess - Percy & Luna

Percy takes a walk through the woods and finds a Princess.

Sickness - Percy & Fleur

Percy wakes up sick.

Storytime Naps - Perciver

Oliver wants Percy's attention but also doesn't want to make him give up his limited reading time.

Storytime Cuddles - Percy/Draco

Just Draco being a liar and a brat while Percy reads to him.

Just posting these all in one because none have more then 600 words so I just don't think separating them is necessary

Also alot of this is like dialogue practice as well because I noticed I have uh- some difficulty with making conversations not sound *waves hands around* off

[starsanddiamond]

1# Time Capsule

The April first prompt was "Happy Birthday Fred and George".

Fred is one of my favourite characters, but I wanted to give everyone the opportunity to interpret the prompt however they wished.

This drabble focuses on Percy Weasley remembering Fred in what used to be their favourite spot as children when George joins him. The lovely Yoden then tagged on to my drabble to write an extension of George remembering Fred.

[roomiganzoomigan]

Family Dinner

Harry is invited to the Weasley's for Christmas.

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Roomigan Zoomigan's 2023 Advent Calendar series

1. Preamble | Izuku/Shigaraki

2. Taste of Tea | Harry/Luna

3. Parchment in Hearthfire | Harry/Hermione

4. Stay | Izuku/Todoroki

5. End of the Earth | Izuku/Hitoshi

6. Bears are Good | Tanjirou/Giyuu

7. Alone Together | Tanjirou/Muichirou

8. Labors of Love | Izuku/Momo

9. Watercolor Surprise | Izuku & Dekusquad

10. Moment by Moment | Tanjirou/Kanao

11. Luminous | Tanjirou/Zenitsu

12. Vi Ses Senare | Harry/Draco

13. Worth | Harry/Voldemort

14. 3 AM | Izuku/Aizawa

15. Only the Best | Izuku/Uraraka

16. Code-Switch | Harry/Charlie

17. Side Eye | Izuku/Hawks

18. Moths and Wisteria | Tanjirou/Shinobu

19. Trinity | Harry/Luna/Fleur

20. You've Got Mail | Tanjirou/Mitsuri

21. Center of Gravity | Izuku/Rody

22. Family Dinner | Harry & Weasley Family

[audrxyweasley]

So on my old-new account that I made and got locked out of, I posted this WIP that I’m now back at!

I’ll be honest I needed something to work on between my ongoing ones cos I’ve been hammering them out enough I needed to look at anything else and came across it in amongst some of my on and off longer WIPs and remembered how much I loved what I had.

What self restraint I have means that where looong fics are concerned, I have to have it finished before I start posting because otherwise I end up cursed with writers block and stressed out, but as I carry on working on it in the meantime I will be posting little snippets of it

Another snippet of the Trans!Percy WIP here, I’ve cut off one of my favourite bits so that can stay a surprise, but the relationship between Percy and Charlie so one of my favourite parts of the fic (and was very well received by my beta ❤️)

They sat in silence for a minute or two, whilst Percy tried to find some of the words that would even begin to describe quite how he felt. “I’m not gay, though I mean I’d never really thought much about stuff like that anyway, I thought it was rather normal to like both I suppose.” He took in a deep breath, once again dropping his gaze before he continued, “you sound like Penny you know? She says stuff like this a lot, I often think she knows me better than I know myself. Throws around words I never knew like ‘transgender’, and thinks I’m a girl somewhere inside. But I don’t want to be. I don’t want to be some…some weird person who’ll always be more of a man than a woman where it counts. I don’t…I don’t want to admit she’s right because then there’s something wrong with me.” He finished with a whisper, heart pounding. Quicker than he could blink, Charlie’s arms were wrapped around him. “I just want to be a normal man, with a nice ministry job, a lovely partner and maybe a child or two and it feels like if I give in to whatever this is, I won’t have any of that.” He kept his gaze low, waiting for Charlie’s reply.

He found himself surprised when Charlie tapped him on the shoulder and offered him a cigarette, an incredible gesture now his stash was already beginning to drain quicker than he would’ve liked. “Don’t play coy, I’ve seen you wandering around near the edge of the fence enough, just be grateful it was me and not mum.” Percy gave an embarrassed smile, a small blush creeping up his neck as he accepted the cigarette and lit it with the lighter Charlie immediately chucked to him, whilst lighting his own with a quick incendio. “So, you’re a girl then? I know you said you don’t want to be one, but I mean, if it’s anything like the stuff I know, and admittedly that’s not a lot, you can’t change this stuff Perce, you just either decide to do something or not, and you can’t just hide something like this forever, it’s who you are, it’s not fair to do that to yourself. The Ministry won’t have a problem, and if they do then fuck them Perce, this is so much more important that a job like that, I know you might not agree but it is. If you have to, go into research or history, do a mastery or something, you’d be more valued doing that in my opinion anyway, but that’s not what this is about.” Charlie took a long drag and flicked his ash absentmindedly, with Percy following suit.

Percy crossed his legs and took a drag, exhaling slowly and watching the smoke disappear into nothingness. “I suppose…well I guess I am then yeah. Penny tried calling me she once to see how I’d feel. I didn’t want to tell her at the time but it did feel better. You finally dragged it out of me I suppose, she’ll be glad to hear when I write her later.” He, no, she replied softly, a weight lifting off her shoulders. “I don’t really know what to do from here on, my hair was a start but I don’t really want to tell mum and dad yet, I’d do more at Hogwarts but I know it would get back to them somehow.” She took another drag on her cigarette sadly.

[faerieroyal]

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➺ golden trio era: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, neville longbottom, fred weasley, george weasley, oliver wood, percy weasley, dean thomas, draco malfoy, theodore nott, mattheo riddle.

➺ marauders era: james potter, remus lupin, sirius black, poly!marauders, regulus black, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald, evan rosier, pandora lestrange, andromeda black, narcissa black, poly!valkyries, frank longbottom, alice fortescue, poly!starchaser, poly!wolfstar.

➺ gilmore girls: jess mariano, rory gilmore, paris geller, luke danes, lane kim, lorelai gilmore.

➺ dead poets society: neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, steven meeks, gerard pitts.

➺ criminal minds: spencer reid, aaron hotchner, emily prentiss, elle greenaway.

➺ marvel: peter parker (tasm or mcu), bruce banner, kate bishop, yelena belova (platonic, familial, or qpr requests only), bucky barnes, sam wilson, poly!sambucky, ava starr, loki laufeyson, druig, makkari, poly!drukkari, natasha romanoff, pietro maximoff, wanda maximoff, eddie brock, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly.

➺ x-men: scott summers, jean grey, logan howlett, wade wilson, poly!deadclaws, hank mccoy, kurt wagner, alex summers.

➺ bridgerton: anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, penelope featherington, eloise bridgerton, simon basset, kate sharma, edwina sharma, poly!kanthony.

➺ dc: bruce wayne, harley quinn, jason todd, dick grayson, tim drake, damian wayne (platonic or familial requests only), barbara gordon, cassandra cain, stephanie brown, clark kent, wally west, barry allen, pamela isley.

➺ newsies: jack kelly, “crutchie” morris, davey jacobs, spot conlon, racetrack higgins.

➺ formula one: charles leclerc, carlos sainz, max verstappen, logan sargeant, oscar piastri, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, lance stroll, mick schumacher, alex albon, george russell, esteban ocon, yuki tsunoda, zhou guanyu.

➺ nhl hockey: quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, nico hischier, william nylander, matthew knies, joseph woll, sidney crosby, leon draisaitl, jeremy swayman, brock faber, jake middleton, matt boldy, jamie drysdale, nick suzuki, cole caufield, arber xhekaj, juraj slafkovsky, matty beniers, shane wright, jared mccann, joey daccord, adam larsson.

➺ the hobbit (movies): thorin oakenshield, thranduil, kíli durin, fíli durin.

➺ horror: poly!ghostface (billy loomis & stu macher), jason voorhees, michael myers, daniel robitaille, carrie white, hannibal lecter, thomas hewitt, vincent sinclair.

➺ miscellaneous: phil wenneck (the hangover), goodnight robicheaux (the magnificent seven 2016), billy rocks (the magnificent seven 2016), tangerine (bullet train), roy kent (ted lasso), ted lasso (ted lasso), evan “buck” buckley (911), eddie diaz (911), poly!buddie (911), eggsy unwin (kingsman), joel miller (the last of us).

🧚🏻‍♂️ request guidelines … 🧚🏻‍♂️

reader preferences: any! i will write for male, female, gender-neutral readers. ♡

what i write: i will write one-shots, headcanons, little blurbs, and drabbles based on any of the prompt lists i have reblogged, for all the characters listed above! ♡

unique requests: please do not send me any requests you have also sent to other writers! i would like to keep requests sent to me as singular as possible. ♡

request types: there are a few characters listed above who have been marked for me only accepting platonic, familial, or queerplatonic requests for them. i ask that you respect this, please! ♡

content boundaries: anything that falls into darkfic territory (stalking, kidnapping, etc.), pregnancy, infidelity, i will write smut but nothing very kinky (no judgment, i just wouldn’t be any good at writing it). ♡

request manners: please be polite! i won’t ask for much, just a simple please or thank you! ♡

never want for food or fire, always get their heart’s desire. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･