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rant time: y’all wanna know what my pet peeves of tumblr are??? (and i’ve seen a lot of other ppl say this as well) 

1. when people tag other characters in their fics/imagines/drabbles/whatever. if i’m trying to read some ron smut, fred smut, draco smut, WHOEVER… i do NOT need to see anyone else in the tags while im scrolling. like i understand you are trying to get your work out to as many people possible and get the likes and reblogs but like…. please STOP. if i’m trying to read RON smut i want to read RON smut… not draco, or fred, or george, or surius, or remus or WHOEVER. PLEASE STOP TAGGING OTHER CHARACTERS WHEN IT IS NOT ABOUT THEM!!!! 

2. when people do not do a ‘continue reading’ line. it literally takes two seconds. if i’m interested, i will click on your fic and read it. otherwise, i do NOT need to be scrolling for forever to get to the next fic. it’s annoying and most of the time it’s not good writing (not that my writing is a+ all the time, hence why i include the ‘continue reading’ line). it’s just plain annoying. 

ANYWHO, if you read this - thank you. and if you are a writer on this god forsaken blue app and take this to heart - thank you as well. i know i’ve seen a few writers that are new to tumblr and these are just normal things that most tumblr authors do so please follow along with the majority of writers. 

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what people think is hard about writing: describing the joy, love, beauty, grief, loss and hope that form the richness of human experience

what is actually hard about writing: describing basic actions such as turning, leaning over, reclining, gesturing, saying something in a quiet voice, breathing, getting up from chairs, and walking across rooms

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heres a little poem i wrote lol

waiting

for eight months

i lie on my back

waiting to see you

waiting for you

so far away

but you feel so close

people say its as easy as breathing

they all like to boast

the other day i felt you

you whispered in my ear

i try to make my way back to you

but sleepless nights make it hard

lucid dreams arent enough

they dont feel real

not real enough to feel close to you

not having you near is tough

i can feel myself becoming

closer and closer to you

every day, every night, every minute

for eight months i lay on my back

counting and counting and counting.

waiting for you to wake me up.

-scw

@sokkas-socks

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“he kissed her shoulder slowly and told her how much he loves her and she will be his” FUCKAKDJWJDJ THE SHOULDER KISSES

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have 3 stories to finish but nah... they are too bad😭

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lmao i stop writing for a few days and now im so damn unmotivated to write😭🤝

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Battle scars.

Pair: Reader x Ron Weasley

Summary: He showed her how much he loves her despite the scars that she has.

Warning: abusive parents, self harm, self harm scars, the mention of depression and divorce

A/N: this is my first fanfic that use 3rd person pov so im sorry if it is kinda bad. and honestly, i could do better than this but yeahajdhwjhd bye happy reading lmao😩

“What to wear...” she said as her eyes were looking at a few swimsuits in her luggage. It was finally summer break for the students of Hogwarts. A long waited break. The Weasley decided to go for a swim somewhere in the muggle world considering at how hot it gets during this current break.

“Ah this one!” she exclaimed as her hand picked up a black criss cross swimsuit that will for sure hug her body perfectly. She walked away, going to the bathroom to get change. The cold tiles made her spine shivered. The mirror in front of her showed a perfect reflection of her.

She was flawless. The most beautiful girl you could ever seen. Her eyes were ocean blue. Her hair was soft and fluffy. Her skin was fair without any acne. Her body was perfect. Everything about her is perfect. A goddess in short.

Her clothes slipped off of her, showing freckles that were on her body. She gasped. Her eyes widened in shock. She forgot about the scars... her scars...

-Flashback-

“YOU ARE SUCH A DISGRACE” punch after punch was down at her. She sat there, body trembling in fear and pain. Bruises could be seen all over her body. The scars from too much punching and cutting were scattered all over her wrists, arms and thighs. She couldn’t do anything but think that she deserved it.

“BECAUSE OF YOU, WE ARE SEPARATED. THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU FUCKING WHORE” her mom’s hand landed on her, while a belt was held in her other hand.

“YOU FUCKING WHORE” more punches were given, the more she got beaten up, the more blurry her vision got. Her breathing slowed down, her vision got dark, and with that, she passed out from the unbearable pain that was given.

Her parents were abusive. Her dad drink while her mom was depressed at how her husband filed a divorce. The pain that she got from the mess that were made, she took it out at her daughter.

She left, leaving her daughter in pain all alone.

-End of flashback-

Tears after tears were streaming down her cheeks. She grazed her fingers on her scars. Scars that were given by her abusive parents and scars that she gave herself. From all those cuttings and all those beatings. She blamed herself for what happened in her past. She couldn’t help it but collapsed on the floor and cried her heart out.

“Darling, are you ready? We better get going now” a familiar voice could be heard outside the door. He stood there, waiting for her reply but nothing. Nothing came out from her lips. She was in pain, all the bad memories were running wild in her mind. Her body was trembling, her hands were shaking and her lips were quivering from trying to hide her sobs.

“Darling, are you okay?” he shook the door knob. Worries started to grow in him. All sorts of scenes made him anxious.

“Y/N, open the door. Let me in. Pumpkin!” he, now, banged the door. Did she passed out? She drowned in the bathtub? What happened? What happened? He let out a sigh of relief when the door finally opened but his lips were back to a frown after seeing his loved one was crying on the floor.

“Oh love....” he bend down, hugging her tight. Her head was on his chest and his hands were on her back, rubbing them up and down softly, trying to calm her down.

“What is it, love? What happened? Why are you crying? Tell me, beautiful. Tell me” he pulled away, facing her crying face. Even after all those tears, she still looked beautiful. Even with her puffy eyes and red nose, she still looked like a goddess. He couldn’t believe that this girl in front of her choose the spend her life with him. Hiccups escaped her lips from too much crying. She stood up, showing her scars on her body.

“These... they look ugly on me, Ron. Why do I have these? Can it go away? I hate it. I fucking hate it” she said as she were trying to rub off the scars of her. She hated it. If she could peel off her skin, she will. She hated it so much.

“What do you mean? It’s beautiful, you know that?” he walked up to her, hugging her from behind while giving her a few kisses on her cheeks and neck.

“It is so beautiful. It’s not ugly. Nothing looks ugly on you, my dear. These scars...” grazing his fingers on her scars delicately “...they make me love you more than I already do. Precious” he gave a kiss on her cheek. “Beautiful” a kiss on her jaw. “Gorgeous” a kiss on your neck. Her breath hitched at the feelings of it. “A goddess...” he went down to her chest, hands were intertwined together with hers.

He went down to her scars, kissing them softly. “So fucking beautiful...” and a few more kisses were given all over her scars. She couldn’t help but smile at what he was doing. The ticklish feelings made her giggled. His eyes looked up at her, heart was relieved to see that beautiful smile on her face. He stood up, going back to behind her.

“You don’t need to be insecure with your scars. Look at you. Here...” he gently moved her face, looking straight at the mirror. “You look beautiful. No! More than beautiful. Gorgeous, breathtaking and any other words that can describe beauty in the world. I love you so much...” he whispered under his breath. If he could tell her how much he loves her, he will but nothing can describe his dying love for her.

“Thank you, Ron....”

“No need to thank me, my love. You are always and will forever be my one. I love you...” he kissed her cheek softly, making her stomach swarmed with butterflies.

“You will be the death of me. I promise” and another kiss was given on her other cheeks.

“Now, we better get going. Okay? Don’t worry about what you are going to wear. You look extremely beautiful in everything. Okay? Come on, love. Let’s go” and one more kiss was given on her forehead.

She is the luckiest girl could ever exist. Having him by her side is literally anything that she could asked for.

Thank you, love.

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idk but ron in this outfit is *chefs kiss* 😩

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i swear im such a hoe for pansy😌

Pansy making you feel like a goddess as she undresses you

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pansy parkinson's touch was nothing short of addicting. the loving lust in her hazel eyes would always quench your thirst for the slytherin princess's attention. then came the way she just knew your body.

her perfectly manicured fingers knew precisely how to ghost over your skin and leave you shuddering for more.

"my pretty little angel," pansy hummed, as she guided your school skirt down your legs. "such a lovely body. all mine."

the clasp of your bralette fell beside you with a soft click and pansy's fingers rubbed circles on your shoulders, your neck, any supple skin she found to be worshipped.

"you, my love, are the most beautiful girl at hogwarts."

the moan you exhaled was music to pansy's ears when she pressed her pout to kiss the valley of your breasts. "these just look as tasty as i know you are,"

her fingers hooked onto the lace of your panties before sliding them down the legs she was about to run her hands up and down on. a grip on your thigh made you wetter for the girl hovering over you and you whispered her name, ever so softly and needily.

"pansy," you felt like a goddess already, sure there were golden specks in the air from your simple connection.

and now pansy parkinson was going to give you the night a goddess such as yourself deserved.

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watched harry potter for draco malfoy but ended up simping for a ginger🧍🏻

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yea i will use 3rd person pov for my next writing. lmao using names instead of “y/n” is much more better 😩

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shall i use 3rd person point of view for my next writings cause i just knew that some people dont like 2nd person point of view

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i read this one fanfic of ron weasley on wattpad AND I WAS CRYING SO BAD AT THE END OF ITAKDJSJSJ

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if you dont know, im a hoe for ron weasley <3

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not that i dont want to reread my writing before i posted it, but it is cringing the hell outta me im sorry😩

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It is all gone now.

Pair: Reader x Ronald Weasley

Warning: Angst maybe??? Cursing.

A/N: I hate this one. I don’t know but I feel like I can do better than this. But happy reading <33

{Play “Arcade” by Duncan Laurence cause why not?}

‼️: The first half was a flashback!

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

The school was a mess. Hogwarts doesn’t look like Hogwarts anymore. Dead bodies were all on the floor. It was finally the end of the battle. We won. We finally won. After all those mess that were made, it finally ended. Nothing could describe the happiness and the victory that we felt.

“We did it...” the man that you love behind you said. You turned around, eyes met with a blue pair. He looked tired yet still charming like he always do. You smiled, you let out a sigh of relief as you were seeing the redhead in front of you. You hugged him tight, missing him. Your worries went away as he was standing there, still in one piece.

“We did it, Ron... We did it...” you muttered under your breath. You were relieved that all of this has end and you are finally in your loved one’s arms. It was warm and full of love. You felt a kiss was given on top of your head. Your heart melt by the sweet action from him.

“Hey, come on guys! Let’s go and see Harry” Hermione came from behind, tapping slightly at both of you and Ron’s shoulders. You guys slightly giggle. Despite the battle, Hermione still find a way to smile and cheer us up.

“There he is. Harry!!” you shouted, calling for the boy that was standing at the edge of the broken bridge.

“What is that, Harry?” Ron asked in confusion. Harry was holding a wand that looked familiar to your eyes but you couldn’t connect the dots as to when and where you have seen them before.

“It’s the Elder Wand. It’s mine, well I guess it’s supposed to be” and that’s when it clicked you. It’s one of the Deathly Hallows. You three nodded, already know how it became Harry’s.

“So are you going to keep it?” you asked. The scarhead boy shook his head. He, by mean all of us, didn’t want anything to happen anymore so it is better to break it than keep it. Harry break the wand in half and throw it in the water. You guys smiled at each other, knowing that this is the end of the nightmare.

“We should get going. They might be worried if they found us missing. Come on!” Hermione yelled as she was running, going into the broken castle. Before you could follow her, you felt a warm hand grabbing your arms. You turned your head.

“What is it, Ron?”

“Can I talk to you for a while? Alone” his gaze turned to Harry that was standing there while watching the scene. He smirked and nodded and finally made his way to the castle.

“K now we are finally alone. What is it? Are you thirsty? Oh my god...” you gasped dramatically “Did you break your bone?!” you put your hand on your mouth, acting like you were completely shocked.

“No, it’s not that!” he cried while stomping his feet like a little kid. You giggled at his behaviour.

“I was just joking, Ronald! Okay okay serious. What is it?” you asked him once again, still trying to contain your laugh. You looked at him.

“Uhm I... I... you know what, just forget about it. It’s not important anyways...” he said while walking away. You quickly grabbed his hand. You could see his body stiffened.

“Ron, it’s always important when it comes to you. You know that right?” you said, not wanting him to go. He turned his back, his eyes were wide opened. Maybe shocked by your action or maybe your words or maybe both. He cleared his throat.

“Okay... uh... I... I...”

“Ron! Spit it!”

“I love you!” he shut his eyes, scared that you might reject him. You widened your eyes, shocked at his words. Your heart was beating fast, your stomach was full of butterflies and your heart melt. It was very gentleman of him to say that since you know how Ron is like. You, then, smiled. You walked close to him. His warm body made you calm. You leaned in, his eyes were still closed. And finally, your lips landed on his. His body jumped but then he started to follow your movement. After God knows how long, you guys pulled away. His blue eyes were looking deeply into yours. He smiled and engulfed you in his hug. You smiled.

-Time skip-

You took a sip from your cup, enjoying the views of the busy New York city. You had a little ‘me time’ after weeks and weeks of works. The air was cold; but not too cold. You saw a couple was holding hands, with a little baby in the woman’s arms. You smiled to yourself, wishing that one day, it will be you instead. Holding a baby in your arms while having a husband beside you.

After the war, you followed your parents to Italy and you decided to live on your own and moved to the United States. It was a pain to leave your loved ones behind. And Ron... you told him to wait for you. You promised him that you will come back. And, he, promised the same thing too.

“You are going to be the death of me. I swear. I love you so much. Take care, my love”

You teared up a little, remembering how genuine his last words were. You tried to owl him a few times but there’s still no reply and you stopped trying after a while. Maybe he was busy or the letters were not given to him directly.

“Ah... too much memories” you sighed and packed everything up, ready to go.

You walked into a flower shop. The smell of roses and other flowers were lingering in the shop. The vibrant colours of the flowers there made you happy. As you were busy looking at the flowers, you heard a familiar voice. A voice of your loved one. A voice that you missed. A voice that you love.

“This looks quite nice, don’t you think?” he said.

You turned around, still smiling to yourself. But...

He was with someone else. His arms were around her shoulders. He was smiling, and so was she. They looked happy...

“Ron...” you whispered, but still loud enough for him to hear it. He immediately turned his head. His eyes dropped, so did his heart. He was looking at you.

He was still beautiful, still charming as ever. His blue eyes were still the same. His skin looked so fair. His hair looked so fluffy. His body still looked buff. He was still the same Ron.

“Hermione...” you whispered. You felt your heart sank down to your stomach as you saw the girl beside him, that he was hugging, was Hermione. Your tears filled your eyes. Pain. Hurt. Heartbroken. Betrayed. Everything.

“What is this...” you pointed at his arms that were still hugging her. He quickly removed his arms from her. And Hermione, she looked guilty. She was fidgeting with the ring on her finger. You immediately looked at his hand, finding the same one like the one on Hermione’s.

“What is this, Ron...” your tears escaped your eyes. You feel betrayed. She was your best friend. She should have known. And he was your lover. He should have kept his promise. You shook your head, still in disbelief.

“Can we talk outside. It’s a little inappropriate to talk here..” he said, guilt can be heard in his voice. You walked away, still trying to understand what was happening.

“Darling, can you give us some space?” he said as Hermione walked away.

“Darling... woah... okay...” you could feel a lump in your throat. Your heart was beating in pain. Your hands were cold and your head was killing you from too much crying.

“What’s all of this, Ronald?! What is this?!” you shouted, not caring at everyone that was staring at you. While Ron, you could see him gulping in his saliva.

“I’m sorry...” he whispered.

“I don’t need your sorry. I need an explanation. What was that? Darling? Matching rings? What is happening, Ron?”

“We... we got...”

“SAY IT!”

“We got married...”

You gasped, tears couldn’t stop falling off your cheeks. The pain doubled. You could even hear your own heart breaking and shattering in pieces. It was so loud. It was painful.

“Why...” you asked.

“After all those years you were not there, I sort of... fall in love with her. It was killing me to wait for you. And after a while, I... I realised that I am in love with her. I’m sorry. You were gone for too long. It started to pain me to the heart. I couldn’t help it... I’m sorry...” he said, his eyes were on the ground.

“Wow...” you couldn’t believe at what you just heard. Pain, my ass.

“And you think not having you here with me is such a pleasurable thing? Do you think like that, Ronald? Are you fucking kidding me? I am here, still waiting for you. Even after all those years that I spent, WITHOUT YOU, I still couldn’t find someone to fucking replace you. And you have the audacity to say that it was killing you? And how about me? It’s not killing me to know that you are married to my best friend? It’s not killing me to know that you are hugging her instead of me? You think it’s not killing me to see the ring on her finger when it should be me instead? You think it’s not killing me to know that my fucking first love is married to someone else? I fucking tried, Ronald Weasley! I fucking tried to contact you. I owled you, your family, but none, NONE of them owled me back. Where is your promise, Ron? Was that all just a word that you could throw away like a fucking piece of trash?” you cried out. It was all too much. It was all too much for you. He still stood there, his eyes were on the ground. You wiped away your tears. You were tired honestly. Tired of everything.

“You know what. Every story has an ending. We passed a lot of chapters but sadly, we have to pass this one separately. I love you, Ron Weasley. Will forever do. Good bye”

And you walked away from him, dropping the promise ring that he gave before you went away. It was a pain but holding on means nothing anymore.

Farewell, my love.

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my vibrations is so low. i cant shift today fuck im sorry