I posted 345 times in 2022
135 posts created (39%)
210 posts reblogged (61%)
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@withahappyrefrain
@onlyfreds
@butterbeerkiss
@rogueharrington
I tagged 201 of my posts in 2022
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#gabriella’s friends - 59 posts
#inbox 💌 - 34 posts
#fredweasley - 33 posts
#fredweasleyimagines - 28 posts
#fred weasley fluff - 28 posts
#fred weasley x reader - 28 posts
#fredweasleyfanfic - 28 posts
#fred weasley fanfiction - 27 posts
#fred weasley x y/n - 27 posts
#fred weasley x you - 26 posts
Longest Tag: 64 characters
#just a little boost since that sideblog seems to be shadowbanned
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Can I Have This Dance? | E.M.
Title: Can I Have This Dance?
Requested: Yes/No
Summary: You have feelings for Elijah. He has feelings for you. Rebekah has a plan.
A/N: This is my first ever fic for Elijah. I hope you guys like it! 💖
No one in the whole of New Orleans does a party like the Mikaelsons does.
Every single one of their parties were practically better than the last, as if they had some sort of record to break.
You weren’t much of a party person. But Rebekah practically begged you to go and you couldn’t resist her.
Another reason was because a certain Mikaelson was sure to be there.
“Y/N!” Rebekah almost squealed your name as she caught sight of you walking through the giant gates of the Mikaelson compound.
“I’m so glad you could make it.” Her British accent ringing through her every word while she gave you a hug, “And you look amazing! I’m sure Elijah would be pleased.”
“Bexs.” You smiled, “Thank you but Elijah barely notices me in the first place.”
“Please.” The blonde rolled her eyes, “Elijah is absolutely smitten with you. You’re just too blind to see that he loves you just as much as you do.”
“As much as I adore you shipping us. Elijah sees me as a friend. If he’s smitten for anyone, it’s obviously Hayley.” You protested, trying to keep the jealousy out of your voice.
“Fine, don’t believe me, the all-knowing sister, just wait and see for yourself then.” Rebekah teased.
“Why sister, how long do you plan on keeping our favorite guest from us?” Klaus asked as he and Elijah appeared behind Rebekah.
The blonde turned to face them, “Don’t be ridiculous Nik, I was only greeting her.”
“Favorite guest? You flatter me Klaus.” You smiled as you hugged him.
“He’s just stealing all the credit.” Elijah grinned, stepping in for his turn, “I’m the one who coined the title actually.”
You laughed as Klaus rolled his eyes, “I should’ve known.”
“Are you four seriously just going to stand around here?” Freya asked, giving you a hug in greeting.
“Last I checked, this was a celebration, not a pity party.” Hayley appeared, sending you a smile.
“We’re coming.” You and Rebekah said at the same time, causing the rest of the group to laugh.
—
It was practically common knowledge that if Rebekah Mikaelson had a plan, she would stop at nothing to execute it.
With half of her plan already in motion, the blonde girl watched contentedly from the balcony of the compound, sipping on her champagne.
“I know that look.” Klaus mused, approaching her with his own drink in hand, “You’ve got something up your sleeve, don’t you?”
“Well, let’s just say that we could either start planning the wedding soon or help Elijah through his heartbreak.” Rebekah grinned.
Klaus chuckled, “Definitely our resident matchmaker. How many did you compel this time?”
“Only one guy.” She answered, her eyes not leaving her target, “And knowing our dear brother, that’ll be enough.”
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521 notes - Posted August 28, 2022
#4
🔎 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 - a dare or bet trope with Fred x fem!nonGryffindor!reader
Thank you so much for requesting this!
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A Dare or a Set-up
If there was one thing that Hogwarts never failed to have aside from magic, brooms and trouble - it was the parties.
Most of these parties were held by the infamous Weasley twins. A majority of people couldn’t tell them apart. But Y/N could.
The twins teased you that the only reason why you could tell them apart was because you were in Ravenclaw. But the truth is, you were able to tell them apart because you found Fred more handsome, more funnier and (probably biased) more sweeter than his twin.
It wasn’t mainly on the appearance, but the way you felt around a certain one of them.
“Special delivery!” Your best friend sat by the Ravenclaw table, brandishing a folded up parchment.
“Another love letter?” You asked, pouring yourself another glass of pumpkin juice, “Who’s it from?”
Your best friend shook her head, “It’s for you.”
You furrowed your brows in confusion, “Me?”
Your best friend nodded, “Yes. You.”
Still confused, you took the parchment from her and slowly unfolded it.
Though written in some sort of chicken-scratch handwriting, the letter was surprisingly legible. But what surprised you the most, was the fact that it was from Fred Weasley.
“What?” Y/B/F/N said excitedly, running to the other side of the table to take a look at the letter.
“It says that he personally invites me to the party this weekend and I should feel free to bring along my friends.” You whisper-shouted excitedly.
Y/B/F/N smiled, nudging you, “He’s looking at you.”
Looking up, Fred was indeed looking at you - awaiting your reaction. Once your eyes had come to meet his, he grinned.
Returning the smile, you looked back down at the piece of parchment in your hand.
“So,” Y/B/F/N said, nudging you again, “will you attend?”
“Of course.” You promptly answered, “Who would possibly be crazy enough to turn down a personal invitation from Fred Weasley, himself?”
–
The first thing that met you upon opening the door of the abandoned classroom was the lights.
Someone had, somehow, managed to acquire a muggle disco ball that decorated the walls with multi-color lights.
You failed to recognize the music, though, somewhat a mix of rock and pop.
Your best friend had disappeared from your side the moment the two of you entered the room, very typical of her.
Walking through the room, you tried to find her (and probably give her an earful) when you suddenly felt someone collide with you.
Both of you apologized at the same time and it wasn’t until that moment that you got a good look at the person you bumped into.
Despite the darkness of the room, it didn’t take a genius to see who it was. The red hair, the charming smile, the cinnamon and firewood smell.
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551 notes - Posted September 28, 2022
#3
Seriously Moony? | (Young) Remus Lupin
Title: Seriously Moony?
Requested: Yes/No
Description: You’re James Potter’s sister. You’re also dating Remus Lupin…behind James’ back
No one would have thought that it was possible for James Potter to be your twin brother.
The two of you were polar opposites, it was a wonder how the two of you didn’t annoy each other every minute of every day.
Long story short, you and James got along quite well. This also made you an honorary member of the Marauders, even if you didn’t participate in your antics as much.
The only problem was, you were dating one of his best friends - Remus Lupin behind his back.
How could you not even fall in love with him in the first place? He was so sweet, kind and caring. If there was even the slightest chill in the air, he would immediately pull one of his sweaters over you. While the two of you were on a study date, he would just nudge you and hand you a piece of chocolate from under the table. And whenever the two of you were away from James’ prying eyes - he would find all the excuses to hold you as close to you as possible.
James raised a brow at you when you appeared in the common room, “Who’s sweater is that?”
You stopped in your tracks, realizing that you were still wearing Remus’ sweater that you had “permanently borrowed” from him, “Mine?”
James laughed, “Yep, doesn’t fool me sis. You don’t have a brown sweater.”
You looked at Remus who was trying to hide an amused smile, “Says who? What if I have a sweater that you don’t know about?”
“Actually that sweater does look familair but I can’t remember where I saw it.” Sirius furrowed his brows, trying to rack his brain for the memory.
“You know it kinda looks like one of the sweaters Remus has.” Peter said.
James laughed, “C’mon Peter, why would she be wearing Moony’s sweater? It’s not like they’re dating.” before he deadpanned, “You’re not dating right?”
“James, that’s just ridiculous. You would have my head if I so much gave your sister flowers, much less date her. Besides what if she just bought the sweater?” Remus said in a no nonsense voice before opening the book in his lap.
“It’s a good thing one of you has some decent common sense.” You said, turning to go up to your dorm but not before you looked at your boyfriend who smiled and shot a wink your way while James started to get occupied with Quidditch talk.
–
“For a second there, I thought James had figured it out.” Remus chuckled as the two of you relaxed behind the shelves in the library, leaning against the shelves with your hands intertwined. The chances of James finding you here with your boyfriend were low.
You laughed, “James wouldn’t be able to take a hint even if it danced stark naked in front of him.”
Remus laughed, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “You’re adorable, you know?”
You giggled, brushing a stray brown lock away from his eyes, “You’re more adorable.”
He smiled, pressing his forehead against yours before pulling your lips into a kiss.
Smiling into the kiss, you cupped his face in your hands as you returned the same passion and eagerness he was giving you.
Disconnecting your lips for a moment to breathe, Remus dived back in, pulling you in to straddle his lap as he devoured the feeling of his lips pressed to your soft ones.
You never wanted to leave that moment, you just wanted it to last forever. Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible when you heard footsteps heading in your direction.
Immediately scrambling off Remus’ lap, the two of you stood up as Madam Pince rounded the corner, making it seem like that nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
Feeling her gaze on the two of you, you said, “You know, I get that Romeo and Juliet dying is what makes the whole thing tragic but its just stupid.”
Remus furrowed his brows, trying hard not to laugh, “How so?”
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566 notes - Posted June 14, 2022
#2
Destiny has its Ways | F.W.
Title: Destiny has its Ways
Requested: Yes/No
Summary: Eight months after Fred broke up with you - you decide to visit the shop but with someone special along.
It would be an understatement to say that Fred Weasley was the best boyfriend ever.
Fred Weasley was the most passionate of lovers, he could basically be named the god of love.
He would cater to your every need and request, he would always be there for you - especially when you need him the most. Fred was literally the man of your dreams and you couldn’t imagine a future without him.
“You still haven’t had enough?” You teased as Fred hovered over you, tracing a line of kisses from your jaw down to your neck.
“What kind of a question is that?” He asked with a cheeky grin, sucking his mark on your sweet spot, “I can never get enough of you.”
“Never?” You asked him with an amused smile.
“Never ever.” He confirmed, pressing a kiss to your lips.
--
You had been feeling sick for the past few days, getting up early in the morning to bend over the toilet and empty out the contents of your stomach into it.
“Why don’t you go to the hospital wing and have it checked?” Fred asked, giving you a worried look.
You shook your head, waving him off, “I’m fine. It could just be a bug or something.”
“You sure?” Your boyfriend asked, raising a brow at you.
“I’ll be fine, positive.” You said, giving him a reassuring smile.
“When was the last time you had your period?” Hermione asked a week later, after you’ve told her that you were still vomiting.
You thought about it for a moment before dread washed over you when you realized it, “It’s late… by two weeks.”
Thankfully, Madam Pomfrey wasn’t in the hospital wing so you managed to get a muggle pregnancy test without anyone giving you a suspicious look.
Hermione then stood outside of the bathroom while you conducted the test.
Your stomach dropped as you stared in horror at the two red lines that stood clearly on the white stick.
You sat down on the lid of the toilet seat, feeling like you would collapse if you didn’t. The tears started flowing down the apple of your cheeks as your whole world was suddenly turned upside down.
Hermione started knocking on the door, “You alright? What’s the result?”
You couldn’t give her an answer - but she could hear you crying and that was enough.
She gently opened the stall door and came in, rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you.
“What am I going to do Hermione?” You asked, “We’re just 18. We can’t have a baby yet.”
“I know.” The younger girl consoled, “Everything’s going to be alright.”
You gripped the test tightly, “Everything’s not going to be alright Hermione. Everything’s going to be a disaster.”
“Y/N, you have a wonderful boyfriend who is basically so whipped for you, who would do absolutely anything for you and looks at you like you just gave him the world on a silver platter. I know that this won’t be easy, but I don’t see how this will be a disaster.” Hermione said.
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My #1 post of 2022
So Much for Secrecy | F.W.
Title: So Much for Secrecy
Requested: Yes/No
Summary: When Fred starts sending letters that weren't up to his usual standards - you start to get worried.
“Are you sure you can’t stay over at the Burrow for the summer?” Fred pouted, holding on to you as tightly as he could without suffocating you
You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck as you gave him a smile, “I already told you. We’re going to our summer house since this is the first time my sister’s been home since she went off to college. I’ll write to you everyday and I’ll be able to head to the Burrow two weeks before school starts.”
“Fine.” He huffed, pecking your lips, “You better write to me everyday.”
“I promise.” You said, still smiling up at him.
“C’mon Fred! You’re just parting for the summer! You’re not a soldier going into war.” George called out from the spot where he and the rest of the Weasley family were waiting.
Fred rolled his eyes at his twin, causing you to laugh.
“Go! Your family is waiting.”
“They can wait a little bit longer.” He muttered, bending down to connect your lips in a brief kiss.
“Oi lover boy! Hurry up!” George’s call came again.
“Coming!” Fred said, littering kisses all over your face before he made his way to his family,
“Bye! Write to me everyday! I love you!”
You laughed, waving at him, “Yes, I promise that I’ll write everyday! I love you too!”
–
That was two weeks ago. And you had kept your promise to your boyfriend that you would write to him everyday.
“Writing to your boyfriend, again?” Your sister mused, peeking over your shoulder.
“Yeah.” You said, not looking up from your letter, “Why?”
Y/S/N shrugged, “You just wrote him a letter yesterday, and the day before that.”
“So?”
“So? Normally when my boyfriend and I exchange love letters its either on a special occasion or a weekly basis.”
“Well, my relationship is different from yours.” You said, sealing the letter in an envelope.
“Good point.” Y/S/N agreed, “But, why everyday?”
You smiled, remembering the little exchange before you temporarily parted ways with your respective families.
“Fred is clingy, in a good way. He’s just adorable when he’s clingy. He even told me once that if there ever passes a day that he doesn’t get to see even just a glimpse of me - then his day isn’t complete. So, he made me promise - three times if I may mention - that I would write to him everyday so that ‘he doesn’t miss me as much’.”
“Why didn’t you bring him over?” Your sister said, giving you a look, “I would’ve loved to meet him!”
You smiled at her, “I won’t make any promises - but, maybe next year.”
“I’ll take that then.” She teased.
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