The romeo+juliet AU that nobody asked for

Against the Tides | 5 | F. W.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader

AU: Pirate!AU; Muggle!AU; Historical!AU

Summary: The year is 1710. The Duchess is kidnapped by Captain Fred Weasley, the most notorious and blood thirsty pirate of the age. Aboard his ship, The Midnight Rose, love, lust, and longing collide on the high seas.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: angst, fluff, kidnapping, fred is a pirate for god’s sake don’t come for me, kissing, gets a little steamy but no sex, physical illness (not serious), yelling, fred grabs her arm, crying, angry fred, captivity, alludes to trauma, self harm, i didn’t edit this, again he’s a fucking pirate don’t send me hate thanks. 

A/N: Thank you all so much for waiting for me during my little break! I had so much to sort through in my own mind and heart. I am feeling much better and I’m grateful you were all so supportive of me during that time. This chapter is not very long, and serves as more of a ‘filler’ but none the less I hope you all enjoy it. I’m so excited to continue this story <3 I love it so dearly! 

I do not consent for my work to be published or translated anywhere without my permission.

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It had been days now since you shared your first kiss with the captain. It was new to you - the way his lips felt when they brushed yours, sending chills down your spine. The feeling of his kisses caused your heart to flutter in your chest. You had allowed Captain Weasley to steal kisses as much as possible, delighting in the way he would come to you just for a few moments of restless kissing. Captain Weasley found solace in the sweet and pure moments you spent with him. You would giggle when his hands found their way to your hips. Your chastity was something newfound for him. It reminded him of the innocence that had long been taken from him.

Fred had taken quickly to doting on you. The crew took notice as well, pretending not to recognize the way he had been going easier on you. His eyes would soften when he saw you, losing their usual shade of darkness.

“Hello, treasure,” He would greet, pulling you away from the eyes of the crew. He would go in for a soft and longing kiss. Your back was often pressed against the damp walls of the ship. Sometimes, his rough hand would wander up to place a thumb on your cheek with the other fingers behind your ear, pulling the kiss deeper than before. You had allowed Fred to play with the soft fabric atop your breasts, but never much more. He savored those touches regardless, due to the way they’d let his mind wander to what it would be like to make love to you.

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Hate To Think About You With Somebody Else - F.W.

Fred Weasley x Reader

Fred, George, Angelina, and Alicia sat leisurely around the twins’ shared living room, laughing and giggling over drinks. The past few weeks had been hell at the shop, so the boys felt they needed a much deserved night to just relax. Previously, Fred would have liked nothing more than to relieve his tension with Y/N, but unfortunately, that was no longer an option. 

“Have you heard about Y/N and Pucey?” Angelina prodded with a giggle, her eyes alit with mischief. 

Fred’s jaw immediately clenched at the sound of her name, his grip on his glass tightening. He most certainly hadn’t heard about her in a few weeks, and he hadn’t expected to have such a visceral reaction at the mere mention of her name. Regaining his composure, he forced himself to relax a bit and quirk a brow, feigning both confusion and interest.

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Johnny Lawrence (1984) Birthday HCs

Request: None.

A/N: idk what the weather is like in Cali so if ya bday is in winter and it’s like cold-ish in Cali lets pretend they are okay with it?

Word Count: 396 Words

Johnny x LaRusso!Reader HCs

Request: hii!! if you’re still talking requests, could i request 1984 johnny lawrence headcanon for dating daniel’s twin sister and like how daniel for feel about that lol thank you is much!! (sent by @lindsayyy​ )

A/N: Oh hohoho I hope you’re ready for a bit of angst. Also, this is long as fuck.

Word Count: 903 Words

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Johnny Lawrence (1984) Relationship HCs

Request: None

A/N: I had a crush on a guy that looked just like him in my class for so long omg, yeah no but Johnny is way prettier

Word Count: 308

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Against the Tides |04| F.W.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader

AU: Pirate!AU; Muggle!AU; Historical!AU

Summary: The year is 1710. The Duchess is kidnapped by Captain Fred Weasley, the most notorious and blood thirsty pirate of the age. Aboard his ship, The Midnight Rose, love, lust, and longing collide on the high seas.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: kidnapping, physical violence, whipping, blood mention, sword fighting, kissing, childhood trauma

A/N: Thanks for being patient, folks! Please read the warnings before proceeding.

Flashbacks are in italics.

I do not consent for my work to be published or translated anywhere without my permission.

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It was before dawn when you heard the soft squawking of a parrot. It startled you out of your sleep, causing you to look around curiously. You noticed that you were in a much more comfortable sleeping position than you had been in a while. You yawned to shake off some of the fatigue that still settled in your bones. A soft, velvety blanket laid over you, which was a welcome reprieve from the cold, hard floor you had been sleeping on in the brig. You felt an unfamiliar feeling against your neck. It took everything in you not to gasp when you realized it was the captain’s slow and steady inhaling and exhaling of his slumber.

Captain Weasley’s strong arm was draped across you, keeping you pulled closely to him. Fred was holding you tight as his lips fluttered gently against the skin of your neck. He appeared so peaceful in his slumber that you didn’t want to wake him. Inside of your head, however, a million thoughts swirled about. You had never in your life been this close to a man. You had been raised with the certain knowledge that only a man and his wife were to share a bed in such a manner.

You had both been exhausted after the storm, and the Captain felt too kindly toward you to allow you to sleep down below deck after you had fallen overboard. At some point, both of you must have fallen asleep. You hadn’t been speaking about much in particular. Mostly, you laid in silence, although momentarily breaking to ask the Captain a question about what would happen when he returned you to land. You had assured him you would make sure he was not taken prisoner, in exchange for your ransom.

You scooted over a little bit which caused Captain Weasley’s eyes to bat open. “Oh,” he mumbled, rolling over immediately to stand up. He rubbed his eyes, allowing you to crawl out of his bed. You shivered a bit, adjusting to the cool of his cabin. “I’m so very sorry, Duchess. I…we must have fallen asleep…”

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Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 4)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley. 

In this chapter: Christmas at the burrow!

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Malfoy!Fem!Reader. slight mention of Ron X Hermione.

Warnings: mention of food, the reader’s shampoo smells apple (cuz i love the smell of apples and this will be useful in later chapters asfdjgk)

Word count: 1.6k

disclaimer: all pictures used in the header are from Pinterest. Credit goes to the original owners.

Please do NOT repost or translate my work on any platform! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

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You were sitting under the tree outside of the Burrow, making little flower rings and crowns. That was when you saw someone running towards you, and before you could recognize who it was, that shadow already climbed up the tree.

“Fred Weasley!! You say sorry to Ron right now!” Then you heard Mrs. Weasley’s voice shouting and coming your way. Beside her was a crying four-year-old boy, covered in paint. He was crying, but his state somehow made you chuckle. 

“Y/N, dear, did you see Fred?” Mrs. Weasley stopped when she saw you and tried her best to put on a smile when she asked.

Maybe it was because Ron was crying in such a hilarious way. Maybe it was because you were interested in meeting the person who did this, so you covered for Fred, “I didn’t, Mrs. Weasley.” 

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pairing: fred weasley x reader

summary: fred weasley is willing to wait an eternity for you despite your reluctantness to accepting a date to hogsmede with him. 

prompt: “you take my breath away, truly.”

warnings: slight mention of alcohol

a/n: um hi??? my first ever work with an hp character??? this is dedicated to @anchoeritic (my wife) because she gave me this lovely prompt and inspired me to start writing again! i hope you all like it :) also sorry if it was rushed at the end,, i really wanted to get this out tonight and i got kinda lazy towards the end.

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“oh come on y/n! just one date? i promise i’ll leave you alone if you absolutely hate it.” 

you rolled your eyes as you turned around again to fred weasley. also known as the prankster and most annoying prat that could get any girl he wants. for a couple of days he’s been asking you on a trip to hogsmede, but of course you declined. since then, he hasn’t given up, much to your dismay. 

“weasley, what did i tell you the last hundred times? no, i will not go on a date with you. now, if you would excuse me, i have to get to potions and i really don’t want to end up in detention.” you were determined to stand your ground, not that you would give in to him. the fred weasley. 

“why won’t you say yes? is it because you’re deathly afraid you’ll fall in love with me?” he smiled cheekily and you scoffed at him. “is it my looks? just tell me why and i’ll let you go to class.”

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Against the Tides | 03 | F.W

It had been days since the captain first brushed his rugged thumb against your lip. It had been peculiar - the way your stomach erupted with butterflies at his touch. You did everything you could to ignore the feeling that took over you whenever Captain Weasley was around. It was as if there was a force pulling you into him. It felt wrong, after all, being that he was your captor, and yet, you felt it as surely as the night turned into the day.

It was just past sundown when the Midnight Rose pulled into a port. You were once again confined to your cell, staring up at the ceiling as you tried to recall your favorite fairytales to pass the time. You heard a noise and looked over. It took everything in you not to jump to your feet at the thought of getting out of the tiny space you were inhabiting. Lee opened up the door, allowing you to scramble toward him.

“Hope you have your land legs prepared, love,” Lee grinned.

“Why is that?”

“Captain says you’re allowed off the ship with the rest of us. Just don’t get no ideas of runnin’.”

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You found yourself sat in a crowded tavern, sitting daintily in a chair across the table from Fred. He was on his third or fourth rum, slamming it back as if he couldn’t get enough. In your direct line of sight, two women hung desperately off of Fred’s arms. You couldn’t help but scoff at the way their dresses exposed far too much of their breasts and the way they seemed to be wearing an overabundance of rouge. You were staring down at your hands which left you unable to notice the way Fred continued to steal glances at you.

One of them turned to you, batting her eyelashes as she ran an arm up and down Fred’s arm.

“Captain Weasley, who is this?” She asked sweetly. You were unsure why you felt envious of her. “She could easily make a lot of money.”

You scoffed, crossing your arms across your chest. “I’m far too dignified to do whatever it is you do for a living. Making money lying down…you should be disgusted.”

“And yet, she does a pretty important service,” Captain Weasley smirked. A mischievous grin had spread across his features as he planted a hand on her thigh, whispering something into her ear. She giggled as he slid a handful of money into her hand. She tucked the coins into the pocket of her dress, allowing Fred to pull her up by one hand. You tried not to watch he pulled her up the rickety steps, no doubt taking her to one of the many empty rooms in the top of the tavern.

Lee took a drink of his ale. He had caught your wondering stare. “That’s Isabel. Captain visits her…well, uses her…every time we’re in Port Royal. Poor girl probably thinks he loves her.”

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“Just Friends” - Fred Weasley

Title: “Just Friends” Pairing: Fred x Fem!Reader Warnings: fingering, oral (female receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex Summary: Friends with benefits aren’t supposed to catch feelings, but someone may want to tell Fred Weasley that before it’s too late. A/N: summary is shit but what else is new, it’s me haha. For the anon who wanted a FWB relationship where fred catches feelings but the reader doesn’t. I wasn’t sure if you wanted them to end up together in the end so I ended it how I wanted haha. Feedback is always welcome!! Tags: @hufflrpuffforfred​ @wand3ringr0s3​ @whiz-bangs78​ @gcdric​ @starlightweasley​ @pigwidgexn​ @allforthexgame​

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“You two aren’t obvious at all,” George comments with an eye roll as Fred sits down across from him.

He and Y/N have just come into the Great Hall together 20 minutes late to dinner and both looking equally disheveled. Fred’s shirt buttons aren’t done up right, Y/N’s skirt is on backwards and both of their hair is messed up. They both have dark purple marks blossoming on their necks and the tie loosely done around Fred’s neck looks a tad too short to be his own.

“Who said we weren’t trying to be obvious?” Fred asks with a grin as he starts to eat. Fred lets his eyes wander down the table to where Y/N is sitting with her friends, watching as she tries to fix her hair as she eats. She’s far too beautiful for her own good, and just the sight of her makes Fred’s heart race.

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i see the light (fred weasley x reader)

a/n: aslkfjh I’ve been working on this for so long and it’s finally finished!!! Okay so this is based off of the disney movie Tangled. The basic plot and some lines are from the movie. I changed a few things so im sorry if somethings don’t make sense sdalkh;g. Fred as Flynn rider lives in my head rent free so I hope I did this justice! 

warnings: mentions of blood and stabbing. Manipulative mother figure.  

Fred Weasley has had. weird days in his life. The day he watched a horse kick its owner in the face. The day his mother kicked him out of the house so he and George went exploring and almost made it to the castle before getting caught by royal guards. The day he watched his younger sister pour a bucket of water on their older brother Percy. 

The day George got sick. 

But so far today takes the cake because waking up soaking wet and being tied to a chair with ropes that appeared out of thin air by a very strange and pretty girl trapped in a very tall tower is definitely the weirdest day of his life. 

Let’s start from the beginning. 

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Against the Tides |02| F.W.

You felt a loud banging on the door of the cell you were sleeping in. You sat up, rubbing your eyes which ached from a night’s worth of crying. “Aye, lass, you best be getting up before the Captain.”

You picked yourself up off of the floor. An achy feeling radiated throughout your body from sleeping on the damp wooden floor all evening. You look at Lee through the tiny barred window as he was unlocking the door. Raising your head and pulling your shoulders back, you swallowed the tears that threatened to spill again. You knew crying more would only solidify your weakness in their eyes.

“You’re going to get awful hot in that dress.”

Against The Tides | 01 | F.W.

My heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, there’s nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold. 

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You stared at the reflection in the mirror, reaching up with a delicate hand to adjust one of your ringlet curls. Your hair had been done earlier, assuring it was beautifully styled for the evening. It was the night of your engagement party, and although you had been waiting for this day for weeks now, it was difficult to fight off the sense of overwhelming dread in the pit of your stomach.

A few months earlier, Commodore William Clayton had offered you his hand in marriage. Truth be told, you hadn’t spent more than a few hours with William prior to his offer, but the expectant look from your father upon his proposal signaled that your answer ought to be yes.

When you heard a knock on your chamber door, you turned your head. Taking a deep breath, you answered, knowing your time alone had come to an end.

“Come in,” you said politely, going back to face the mirror. Your maid Margaret appeared, a soft smile on her face. Margaret was the same age as you and just as beautiful, if not in a more simple way. She had become your maid at her tender age of thirteen. Of course, you would never consider her a friend - considering her class - but had she also been a duchess, you might have.

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