#shoud I do part two? hmmm

[sukunasteeth]

Sukuna Dyes His Hair

You were just teasing him.

"Pink like a petite little rose."

"Shut it."

They were just play-fighting words. Part of an attempt to poke the bear that never seemed to bite at you.

"Pink like a sweet strawberry."

"Strawberries are red."

Sukuna had had you in his lap, lazy with a long day of work weighing on his bones. He watched you dote on him with a tired smile, too exhausted to mind your fingers lovingly brushing at tufts of his hair. Usually he'd swat at a touch as careful as the one you were giving him, but there were moments, like this one, where he seemed to soak up your tenderness.

"Pink like a baby kitten's nose." You cooed.

"Jesus." He groaned, rolling his eyes. 

Maybe it was the ending boop to his own nose that made him finally snatch you up and tackle you to the mattress.

Maybe that's why one day later, you're staring at him standing outside of a restaurant, leaning against his motorcycle with stark black hair.

He's grinning at you, knowing that he's won the little game as he always does, with overkill.

It was a promised date night, one you had been planning for a few weeks now. Sukuna never had the same days off that you did, but the stars happened to align for you to go out to dinner together and you leapt at his invitation.

After he spots you from across the parking lot, Sukuna stubs his cigarette beneath his boot and starts over to you. You can tell in the way his eyes devilishly glimmer that he's excited to see your expression. 

You're in too much shock not to give him exactly what he wants.

"Hi~" He purrs when he nears you, reaching a hand out for one of your own. You offer it subconsciously, moving automatically since your brain seemed to be sputtering. His rings are cold against your fingers, but even their icy bite is not enough to stir you back to the present. He tugs you into his embrace, looping an arm around your lower waist and pressing you into him. He’s warm despite the chill on his fingertips. When he's got you secured to him, he tilts his head at you, waiting for your response.

"Hi." You whisper, blinking up at him.

You know he thinks you're going to hate it. You know he thinks you're going to give him a pout- tell him how heartbroken you are to see his natural hair go. That was undoubtedly the punchline of his stupid joke. You've told him numerous times how much you loved his hair and every part of him that made him Sukuna... So why is your mouth suddenly watering?

“What d'ya think?” He runs his fingers through it, showing it off to you as if your eyes aren’t already glued to the newly darkened locks. 

It suits him just as well as his natural hair color does, but the black brings out the deep, rich color of his eyes and makes prominent the tattoos framing his face. People always tell you that Sukuna’s stare intimidated them, and you never felt it yourself until then. 

You swallow past your heartbeat, which you can suddenly feel in your throat. Sukuna notices, and his mischievous grin turns wolfish.

"Oh, you like it. Don't you?" He murmurs. Reaching up, he presses your slightly agape mouth closed so that he can place a chaste kiss to your shell-shocked lips. The smell of tobacco and expensive cologne has you in an even more intoxicated daze, rendering you boneless in his hold. His next words are a heated whisper, for your ears only.

"I usually only manage to take the words out of your mouth when you're strapped to my bed. This gotcha that good, little doe?" 

[futurewriter2000]

Unexpected ~ Part 1

A/N: Finally! I have been waiting to write this for so long but since this is probably going to be along one it might be in two parts. The request is really long and I wrot this like so long ago but always edited it or rewrote it. I really hope you like this @la-rosa-de-valaina23 and the second part Will be posted soon-

Summary: The reader is expelled from Ilvermorny, due to her little dark secret. Fred takes an interest on her, soon becoming the bronze trio and getting in a mixture of feelings with Fred.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Ravenclaw reader

Part 2

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Being different than others was good. But not always. You loved the attention, but no too much of it. It was hard to explain how you got here, a complicated story that was destined for you since even before you came to this world. It was never your intention to become what you are, nor you mothers. It was just, wrong place wrong time. Never the less, here you were in this big old room, framed photos on the walls and an old man sitting in front of you. He had kind blue eyes with long silver hair and light skin. Being what you are you could practically know more about him, than most people here. You took a deep breath in and taste the air surrounding you. ‘Half-blood and...old? Really old.’ you said to yourself, furrowing your eyebrows. It was weird, because there were all kinds of emotions in the air. You couldn’t point them out, but the strongest one was pain. You looked at him, his gentle eyes, smiling at you. How can a man so kind feel so much pain?

“ (Y/N)(Y/L/N). “ he smiled, but you remained quiet. To be honest, you didn’t want to be here. You had friends back at Ilvermorny and you were happy there. But when they found out your secret, you were immediately expelled, not given the chance to explain. “My name is Albus Dumbldore. I am the headmaster of Hogwarts. This school has been here for many years miss (Y/L/N), founded by four great wizards and had great wizards attending it, good and dark. But never, have we had someone like you miss (Y/L/N). What you have, is a gift. Perhaps Ilvermorny didn’t see it like that, but we would love to have a witch such as yourself in our school.” he said, getting up and walking over to his Pheonix.

“I can’t control it.” you mumbled quietly, looking down on the ground. 

“Do not worry, miss (Y/L/N). People can control their power, only if they try.” he smiled and walked back to his desk, where an old hat sat. “I heard you were placed in a Pukwudgie. Magnficent house may I say.” He than took the hat and walked closer to you. “This is our Sorting hat. It will sort you to one of four houses: Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Are you ready?” he asked quietly, pointin the hat towrads you.

You looked at the hat and back to his blue eyes. Honestly, you didn’t know if you were ready. But getting a letter where you can study, despite your condition you had to take it. Your mom did say you will make new friends here. So instead of pouting you shoud be happy. New beginning, right? You nodded and he put the hat on your head. 

You felt the hat moving on your head. “Hmmm, what do we have here?” wondered the low husky voice. “ Daring and strong. Perhaps Gryffindor?” asked the hat, moving again on your head. “No, no. I also feel power and a lot of talent you have, but not Slytherin either. I see a curious mind, clever yet also lazy. “ You felt another movement on your head. 

“I don’t want tot rush you, but could you make up your mind already and not ruin my hair during it. “ you interrupted the hat, making Dumbldore laugh. 

You felt another movement on your head and some humming in your ear. “RAVENCLAW!” 

--- 

After Dumbldore took the hat, he called his Head Boy, Percy Weasley. Percy came down quicker that you could say Quidditch, proudly wearing his Head Boy badge. Firstly, he gave you a quick tour around the castle. It was beautiful. You especailly loved the library. It wasn’t that much special, but you loved the smell of old books and facinating stories. Percy explained everything. From the founders to how he became a Head Boy.When he explained Quidditch, the famous wizarding game you have always loved, you felt sad. You always wanted to play it, or at least try it, but since your condition, there was no chance you would be allowed to play. 

----

After the two of you walked the whole school, it was time for dinner and the both of you headed towards the Great Hall. It was just magnificent. The four long tables, candles floating in the air, sudents smiling and laughing with their friends.Seeing them, made you a bit nervous. The only person you knew right now, was only Percy and Dumbldore. 

“There is every table for each house. I’m in Gryffindor, so my table is over there but I would love to introduce you to a few Ravenclaws.” he smiled down at you. 

Percy is quite stiff for your taste but after all this walking around Hogwarts for the entire day, you grew very fond of him. Yes, at first he was tense and overconfident, but after the tour he relaxed and was a pretty chatty guy. You walked to the students wearing blue and silver ties. Percy came behind one of the girls and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a kiss on the  cheek and she immediatelly turned around. 

“ Hello love.” A huge smile appeared on the blonde girls lips and she immediately kissed him back. “I want you to meet Penelope Clearwater, Ravenclaw’s Prefect. “

The two of you shook hands and she offered you a kind smile. “Please, call me Penny.” 

“I’m (Y/N).” you returned a smile.

“(Y/N) here has just transfered from Ilvermorny and was sorted into Ravenclaw. Maybe you could show her around, get her into the Ravenclaws tower.” said Percy, smirking at Penny

” Come sit.” she chirped, as she scooted over, leaving you a seat  After Percy disappeared to his house table, Penny nudged you in the ribs and put a playful smile on her lips. “Handsome. Isn’t he?” 

“Is it a trick question?” you quirked an eyebrow and smiled. 

“I know he might come out as a boasting and proud king of Hogwarts, but he is completly different when we’re alone.” she blushed. 

----

Back at the Gryffindor table Percy sat down next to his brothers and his sister. “Oi, look who it is. Our  precious Head Boy.” teased George, trying to touch his badge, but was immediatly pushed away by Percy.

“I have just come from my Head Boy duties, as you can see.” said Percy, fixing his  Head Boy badge and opening a book in front of him. 

“Then what were you doing with that girl?” asked Ginny, lifting an eyebrow.

“What girl?” asked Fred and stared at his brother. “Percy, with a girl who is not Penelope? That cannot be possible.” 

“ Percy becoming a real playboy, huh.” continued George making Percy roll his eyes.

“What girl?” asked Fred impatiently and scanning the Hall.

“Are you blind? The one sitting next to Penelope, you moron.” said Ginny, grabbing Fred’s head and turning it towards the Ravenclaw table. 

Fred’s eyes widened, when he saw you laughing with Penelope. Your smile was bright and loving. Gorgeous (y/h/c) hair falling down your shoulders as you excitedly talked to Penny. “She’s pretty, Perce. What were you doing with her?” 

“Irish dancing. What do you think? She is the new transfer from Ilvermorny. Got sorted into Ravenclaw so I intruduced her to Penny to show her a bit around. I knew it would be hard getting to classes, since she is new, so I have a complete faith in my Penny, that she will take care of her. See, they are already friends.” smiled Percy proudly, looking over to the two of you.

“Why did she transfer here?” asked Ron, stuffing his mouth with chicken wings.

“Don’t know. Dumbldore didn’t want to tell me. He only said for me and the other Head Girl will have to have an eye on her. Why am I even telling you this? This is Head Boy stuff.” he suddenly realized. He then turned to Oliver, who was sitting next to Harry and explaining him some Quidditch stuff. “Oi, Oliver. Can I borrow your notes for today?” 

 “Yeah sure. I already put them on the table in our dorm” replied Oliver, without even looking up from the piece of paper he laid in front of Harry. “Anyways as I was saying this new Hufflepuff Chaser is....”

“What year is she in?” asked Fred all of a sudden. 

“Who?” asked Percy, looking back on his brother.

“Voldemort.” he spat out sarcasticly. “ The new Ravenclaw, you git.” 

“She is your year. I think you three have Transfiguration and Herbology together. Not sure though.” said Percy, looking down on his piece of parchment again. 

“Why are all of a sudden you interested in her? “ asked Ginny, grinning at Fred. 

“Well dear sister. I think our brother here is in loooveee with the (Y/H/C) over there. “said George and put his head on Fred shoulder. 

Fred, pushed him off and grinned. “ She’s pretty. If she is in Ravenclaw, she must be smart. She has a beautiful smile. Why wouldn’t I like her?”

“Because you haven’t even talked to the girl. If she was hanging out with Percy, then there is probably something wrong. She could be like Malfoy or even worse... like You-Know.Who.” said Ron.

“Again with the drama Ron.” sighed Fred. 

“She is not like You-Know-Who, Ronald. What was really weird was, that when I asked her about Ilvermorny, she begun to talk about this Puktudgay or is it Putwudghey, not sure..anyway she avoided all the quetions-” 

“It’s a Pukwudgie. It’s a house in Ilvermorny and was named by James Steward, after the fiercely independent magical creature the Pukwudgie. The Pukwudgie house is sometimes considered to represent the heart of a witch or wizard. It is also said that Pukwudgie favours healers” prattled Hermoine with a big smile on her face.

“Thank you Hermoine for this useful imformation.” retorded Fred sarcasticly, turning his eyes back at you. He didn’t know why, but he couldn’t get enough of you.

“Anyway...as I was saying. She is not like You-Know-Who, I’m just saying she clearly doesn’t like talking about her life back at Ilvermorny.” continued Percy.

“Interesting.” said Fred, rubbing his hands together. 

“Seriously Fred, you are scaring me.” said Ginny. “If you love her, than just go get her.” she teased.

“I don’t love her. I just find her interesting.” 

---

The next morning you were woken up by Penelope and she took you down to breakfast. Since yesterday you made quite a lot of friends and everybody seemed to like you. ‘Making friends is easy.’ you thought to yourself. It was really different from Ilvermorny. Back there you couldn’t trust anybody, not even your own friends.

Suddenly a tall boy with light brown hair and green eyes aproached you. “Hello.” he smiled at you.

You returned him a smile and replied. “Hi.” 

“My name is Terrence Higgs.” he introduced himself and offered you a hand. 

“(Y/N)” 

“We have Divination together. I thought, since you are new, I could escort you there.”he offered kindly.

“I would love to.” you said and stood up. You took your books from the table and left your friends. Most of the girls were smiling like crazy. They couldn’t believe you were here only for a day and got asked to be escorted by a cute boy. 

As the two of you were walking down the corridor you noticed his green and silver tie. “So? A Slytherin? Heard you guys are kind of the bullies at this school.” you smiled, holding your books against your chest. 

He chuckled and looked at you. “Yeah. We do go by that reputation, but not all of us are the same.” he said and looked at your books. “I can carry them if you want?” he asked and pointed to your books.

You didn’t mind carrying the books, but they were heavy and who knows how long is it to the Divination class. You gave him your books and shook your arms. “ Thanks. So how come you decided to ecsort me to my class?”

“I saw a pretty girl and I needed an excuse to talk to her.” he winked, making you slightly blush.

“Not wasting any time, are you?” you smiled.

“Go big or go home.” he replied, slowing down. His arms already hurt a bit so he put the books on the shelf and shook his hands. You tried to reach for your books, but he immediately interrupted you. “No. I got it. Just needed to shake them off a bit.” he said before grabbing the books again.

You giggled and took the book on the top of the pile. “Let me carry at least one of them.” you smiled. “So?What’s the story of the not-mean Slytherin?”

“My story? Well, my mum works for the Ministry of magic and my dad for MACUSA in America.They are divorced, but I live with my mom here and come visit my dad in America during the summer and holidays. So you can say I already picked on some american slang. You could say I am very hyped when I go to my dads for the summer.” you chuckled to his british accent using american slang. It just felt weird him  saying it. “Anyways. Started Hogwarts when I was eleven, got sorted into Slytherin like my mom and dad. Made the Quidditch Seeker, but got replaced by Draco Malfoy.”

“Malfoy? The Slytherin prince?” you furrowed your eyebrows.

He snorted of laughter. “Yeah. You could call him that. Or just a big pain in the ass. Always talking about how much he hates Potter and the Weasleys. Funny. They have a lot in common. All three of them are powerful purebloods, dads working for the Ministry....”

“I met a Weasley. Percy I believe.” you interupted him.

“Percy. Ambitious little git.” He chuckled. “ Honestly, you need to love the guy. He grows on you very quickly.”

“I noticed.”

“The Weasleys. There is seven of them: Bill, the oldest, already graduated. Charlie, the Dragonologist, also graduated. Then is Percy, the most ambitious one. I always wonder how he never got sorted into Slytherin. Maybe it was because all Weasleys are sorted into Gryffindor. Anyways, then there are the Weasley twins, pranksters of this school. Legendary may I say, kind of envy them. Then there is Ron, also friend with Harry Potter, angry little fella always on a verge of punching someone. And the youngest is Ginny, the only girl.” he explained.

“Aren’t you just a pro on the family trees? “ you teased.

“God you have no idea, how many times I hear about the Weasleys and the Potters around the dungenous. It’s exhausting hearing Draco always complain. I kind of envy you for being in the Ravenclaw.”

“Should I be scared for the Weasley twins pranking me?” you asked.

“I don’t know. Probably not. I saw one of them staring at you yesterday during the whole dinner.” 

“Oh. How did you know he was staring at me, unless you were also staring at me.” you nudged him lightly on the shoulder.

He blushed and immediately turned away. “Okay. You got me, but how come we not. You are gorgeous.”

---

The two of you talked the whole way to the Divination class. You liked Terrence and the two of you spent the whole Divination giggling and laughing, instead of paying attention to the class. When you met his friends, such as Adrian Pucey and Marcus Flint, you knew why the Slytherins have a bad reputation. They were always teasing the two of you from the table behind yours, making inappropriate comments and throwing balls of papers. You felt your blood boil and all you wanted to do was turn around and ripp their heads off. But you couldn’t afford that, because of your stupid condition. You know what would happen if you would turn around and start yelling. First, your eyes would start glowing, second your breath would become steam and third, you would transform into a 10 feet big monster. 

“Come on mate. Cut it out. It’s not funny.” said Terrence turning around to face them. 

“Protecting your new girlfriend Higgs. What a gentleman.” replied Marcus.

You turned around and glowered at them. “If you say another word, the one needing protection will be you.” you barked and they immediately shut up.

“What was that?” asked Terrence, smiling.

“They pissed me off. I had to say something.” you said, turning your eyes on the paper.

“Yeah, but how did you do that?” he asked, pointing his index finger to his eyes. You furrowed your eyebrows in cunfusion, being completly clueless. “The glowing eyes.” he spat out. 

“Oh?! That? Umm...just a little trick I learned from my mom.”you lied, turning your head away from him, so he didn’t see your red cheeks. You felt kind of embarrased. You didn’t want to scare the cute guy away with your dark little secret. Not now when you finally started having a normal life.

---

After the Divination class, you had Herbology and you had no clue where that was. You looked at Terrence, basically begging him to help you and he just gave you a light smile. “I have Potions, but just follow the Ravenclaws. Down the corridor, then turn left towards the Great Hall, then right to the end of the girls bathroom and left again. You can do this. I believe in you. “ he said and lifted his fists in the air.

You took a deep breath in and turned around. Not even one Ravenclaw was on sight. “ Shit.” you sighed and looked around again. You walked down the corridor and ended up facing two other corridors. One was left and the other one was right. ‘More like maze not a fucking school.’ you turned around again hoping to see someone but it was deserted. “Well, he did say left.” you mumbled and turned left.

After five minutes of wondering around this stupid maze, you ended up at another intersection. Probably your 4th one. “Fuck.” you cursed under your breath.

“You lost?” said a girls voice from behind.

You jumped so high in the air, you thouht you were flying. She scared the hell out of you appearing out of nowhere. “Holy shit.” you panted, leaning on your knees. You looked up to see a small red-head smiling down at you. “You gave me a heart attack.”

“Sorry. I just saw you come to this intersection for the fourth time in five minutes and I figured you had no idea where you are.” she giggled.

“You waited three times before coming to help?” you asked, still feeling your heart racing up.

“Third time’s a charm.” 

“Fair point.” you said, picked your books and fixed your posture. 

“My brothers have Herbology, which means you might be looking for the greenhouses?” she questioned.

“Yeah. “ you conifrmed.

“No wonder you got lost. Greenhouses are not even in the castle.” she laughed and started walking. “I’m Ginny by the way. Ginny Weasley.” 

“Ginny? Percy’ sister?” you asked her, trying to keep up with her quick pace. For those short legs, she is sure damn quick walker.

“Excatly, but I prefer to be reffered as the future Quidditch player. My brother Charlie was a Seeker, Fred and George are the Beaters and Ron hopes to become the Keeper after Oliver graduates. I prefer the Chaser position.” she beamed at you.

“Wow. Looks like you have the whole team in your family.” 

“Yeah. Fred finds you very attractive. He couldn’t stop staring at you during dinner yesterday and today over breakfast he became utterly jealous when he saw you talking to Higgs.” she continued to babble, turning around the corner and almost losing the sight of her.

“Oh, so he’s the one.” you smiled mischiviously, feeling flattered. “I heard one of them was staring at me yestereday.” 

She suddenly stopped, making you almost drop your books again. You looked up to see a a big greenhouse and back down to little Ginny’s green eyes. “A word of advice. If you want to stay out of trouble, stay away from them. They are like magnet for this things.” she smiled, turned her heel and disappeared.

“Thank you!” you yelled but weren’t sure if she heard you.

You walked to the door and opened them. You found Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students turning around and staring at you with their googles and their earmuffs.”I’m sorry I’m late. I’m new and I kind of got lost.” you appologised.

A plump lady walked from behind of group of students over to you. “Oh, don’t worry dear. We’ve been just looking at the First years’ Mandarakes. Today we will be discussing Venomous Tentacula. Dangerous little things.” she smiled and pointed to the giant eyeless head with fangs and surrounded with leaves. “We will be paired into groups for three. So why don’t you take a seat next to mr’s Weasleys over there.” she said and pointed to the two ginger head boys, standing and smiling at you.

“Yeah, sure.” you said quietly and walked towards them.

They both moved away, so that you were left a seat right on the middle. You put your books down and looked up to one of them. He was smiling down at you, his eyes specially set on your necklace. ‘Sorry Ginny.’ you told yourself as you remembered the words she has said to you.

“So you must be the new transfer.” said one of them, not really sure which is which.

“And you two must be the famous pranksters I keep hearing about.” you smiled at them.

“Only by reputation. We are also very handsome looking lads.” said the other twin, making you snort of laughter. “I’m Fred and this is George.” 

“(Y/N).” you replied and shook both of their hands. 

After five minutes of silence Fred, who was standing on your right leaned on the table, quickly followed by his brother George. “So, (Y/N). Want to ditch this class and come to Hogsmeade with us instead?” 

You gave a curious look and sighed. “You know I was warned about the two of you.” 

“Probably by that Slytherin Higgs.” spat George.

“Actually, by your sister.” you replied, shocking the both of them.

“I can’t believe our innocent little sister would do that to us. Prevent us from making a friend.” Said Fred, putting his hand on his chest and pretending he’s hurt.

“So? You coming?” asked George.

“I can’t. She said this is going to be on our N.E.W.T’s.” 

“Yes, but you can also read about them in a book.” argued George.

“And this is the only chance you will get to curse in front of proffesor.” you smiled at him.

He furrowed his eyebrows. “What do you mean?” he asked just before the plant was put in front of him. “Blimely!!” he yelled.

“What is it Georgie?” 

“This thing bit me!” he yelled angrly, pointing at the plant and leaving you laughing. “Oh you think this is funny. Why don’t you go near it?” said George and moved away from the plant.

“ I’m good.” you replied stepping away and accidentally stepping on Freds foot, tripping and falling right into his grip.

“Woah there pretty lady. You should watch where you step.” he said looking down at you  as his arms were wrapped bellow your breasts and your head laid on his chest, hearing his fast heartbeat. 

He put you back on your feet and you immediatly felt a rush on your cheeks. ‘That was unexpected.’ you thought just before the Tentacula opened her mouth and fired a spiky-spored like ball towards you. Luckly for you, you quickly ducked.

“Bloody hell!” yelled Fred from behind, getting hit by another spiky ball. “ I save you from falling and you don’t even bother to protect me.” he looked at you. 

You and George just looked at eachother and started laughing your heads off. Proffesor Sprout came over to Fred and pulled out one of the balls, leaving Fred yelping from pain. “ Now, now mr. Weasley. It’s not deadly, it will only leave a scar.” she tried to comfort him and pulled another ball out.

“Shit, that hurts!” he yelled, making the two of you laugh again. “Yeah, you two just laugh over there while I die here from pain.” 

“Now, who’s the drama queen.” said George, still laughing and holding his stomach.