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💚 (For ask game:))

Ty for the ask anon ^^

Gosh it’s a hard question because I love so many characters and they all have some horrible misinterpretations.

But for this I think I’ll go with Ron, as I rlly love this boy

Alright so let’s first get over some things ppl like to say about Ron or write Ron as being like ( all of these are horrible and just bashing ):

- Ron being abusive towards his partner and friends

- Ron written as very unattractive, being fat and nasty

- Ron written as a cheater

- Ron written as dumb, unintelligent, illogical

- Ron being shunned back from the trio and replaced by another character ( Neville/Luna/Ginny ) bc they are better friends

I hate all of those takes, Ron doesn’t deserve this treatment by the fandom TwT

So let’s establish some facts now

Ron’s magical abilities are on the same level as Harry’s with the only exception being Defense against the dark arts.

However he does have his own abilities that he’s good at. Ron’s an outstanding chess player, he wins with almost everyone, even with Hermione which really frustrates her

He’s a pretty good keeper (unfortunately, due to stage fright, it is difficult for him to show his best side when playing in front of a large audience)

Ron could drive a car at the age of 12. This is an extremely amazing achievement considering that even adults often have trouble operating the vehicle, and Ron was able to fly it all the way to Hogwarts. This means that within a dozen or so hours, Ron drove a car and flew from England, London to Scotland, without using a map and only following the tracks he saw beneath him. It is also important to remember that the car had additional functions as Arthur Wesley magically improved the vehicle, meaning it was even more complicated to operate than a standard car.

Now here's something you may not have noticed, although it's partly just me looking deeper but a lot of things points to Ron having some future-predicting power within him. Why do I think so? Especially since no one, not even Ron himself, seemed to think so?

The answer, of course, lies in the books. Just look at those quotes :>

1. Ron predicted Harry's getting unexpected cash and more

In the third book: Prisoner of Azkaban, during the first lesson - making predictions with tea leaves - Ron was examining the leaves in his friend's cup.

"(...) "There's a blob a bit like a bowler hat," he said. "Maybe you're going to work for the Ministry of Magic…” He turned the teacup the other way up.

"But this way it looks more like an acorn... What's that?" He scanned his copy of Unfogging the Future. “A windfall, unexpected gold.” (…)

- H.P. and the Prisoner of Azkaban

As we know, Harry became an Auror after the end of the Wizarding War. So, as expected, he works for the Ministry. But what's the deal with cash? A Well, for example, unexpected gold for Harry was the prize for winning the Triwizard Tournament - 1,000 galleons, which amounts to about 5,000. GPB or 28,000. PLN. That’s a lot right?

Another unexpected influx of money was Harry receiving Sirius's estate after his death. Because how could he expect that his godfather would end his life?

2. He predicted that Voldemort killed Moaning Myrtle

“I wish I knew why someone did try to chuck it,' said Harry. 'I wouldn't mind knowing how Riddle got an award for special services to Hogwarts, either.'

'Could've been anything,' said Ron. 'Maybe he got thirty O.W.Ls or saved a teacher from the giant squid. Maybe he murdered Myrtle, that would've done everyone a favour..?”

- H.P. and the Chamber of Secrets

3.He also predicted their argument during GOF and along with Harry most of what would happen in the book

“(…) Why don't you get stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?"

"Yeah... cool.." said Harry, scribbling it down, "because Venus is in the twelfth house."

- H.P. and the Goblet of Fire

Ron was very brave.

Despite his fear of spiders, went with Harry into the forbidden forest, that most of the school avoided, following a spider trail. We know well that this situation ended with a meeting with Aragog, but despite his obvious fear, Ron waited for Harry to finish asking Aragog questions.

He also went with Harry straight to the Chamber of Secrets, knowing full well that the Basilisk was there. One of the most dangerous creatures in the entire wizarding world.

He overcame his fears in order to help his friend.

Ron was very loyal. Yes, they had arguments, but all of the trio had, Hermione abandoned the boys a few times too, but that’s how life works, friends sometimes argue and don’t agree with each other but what makes them a good friend is that they apologize and always come back. Harry appreciated him very much for this, after all, Ron was the person Harry missed the most and whom he had to save during the 2nd task of the Triwizard Tournament.

Ron also has an absolutely amazing sense of humor, here are some of the funniest things he said that I quoted:

GOF

OOTP

All in all, I love Ron, he’s an amazing character and I hate how much he’s mischaracterized and brushed aside or bashed he is.

I saw a tiktok about Ron yelling at Hermione and embarrassing her in public (he would never), and Draco punching him in the face and I am so. Tired.

Like. We’ve already established that once Ron is committed to his relationship with Hermione, he’s peak husband material. He’s lovely. Househusband extraordinaire. But the idea of Draco Malfoy beating him up???

I like Draco as much as the next person, but we need to acknowledge that he’s a lil bitch. Every time he pisses someone off, he eats shit. Ron beats that twink into the ground on the regular. Come on people, let’s be real.

“The Golden Trio”?? Did you mean: “Two non functional disasters and their caretaker, Ronald Weasley”??

Another thing I want to roll my eyes is when ppl say Ron somehow is a lesser achiever or lame bc he ended up joining the joke shop. Which is a totally wrong conception and again showed that these ppl didn’t read the books thoughtfully enough. Like joke shop IS NOT some small business on the sidewalk. Like tell me does a business that sells love potions, magic transfiguration items, custom hybrid magical creatures, magical weaponry sounds like a small business to you ??? Even when Ron didn’t joined the shop he said the twins gonna be richer than anyone if they succeed. Not to mention JK Rowling said the joke shop became a enormous money spinner after Ron joined the business. ENORMOUS MONEY SPINNER bc Ron’s contributions. Like if anything Ron is more like CEO of Sonny or Nintendo now if we’re being serious.

“We hate Ron bc he’s so dirt poor and doesn’t even want to change it” Like I have to laugh. Ron IS the new money. That little redhead capitalist is probably the richest man in the wizarding world right now.

Girls will be boys

Boys will be girls

Fascists will 💖 be shot💖

this is gorgeous

Wally’s Favorite

Wally & Alfred: *exchanging stories, going over mission reports and how much medical supplies is use by the Bat Family*

Bat Fam: *enters the Bat Cave, taking off their mask with verity of wounds. From a large gash on Jason’s chest to Cass’s broken nose*

Wally: *lets out a loud scandalous gasp* My baby!

Tim: *with only a tiny scrap on his chin, lets out a squeak as Wally picks him up and carries him away*

Bat Fam: *Blinks in confusion*

Jason: *looks at Cass* You see me?

Cass: *nods*

Jason: *looks at Steph* Can you see me?

Steph: Hell yeah, I can see you.

Damian: *looks at his competition in tired disgust before running after Wally and Tim* Wait West, I require medical assistance! My arm has been broken!

Dick: *stands frozen next to Batman* ….I thought I was the favorite?

Alfred: *raises a brow elegantly* My apologies young Master Richard but since when?

Rai: How does it feel to be the worst villain ever?

Jack Spicer: Shut up! Your mother buys you Mega Blocks instead of Legos!

Clay/Kimiko: *gasps*

Rai: You take that back!

Omi/Wuya/Chase: *completely in confusion*

Sacred 28 vs Sacred 28 2

(Dining Hall At Lunch Time)

Hermione: *flops her down at the Griffindor’s dining bench heavily* I can not find anything about the 28 in the library.

Ron: *corrects her mindlessly* Sacred 28, not to be mistaken for the 28th Māori or the Sacred 28th

Dean: The Māori?

Ron: Yeah, the 28th. Battalion Māori. *mumbles* Technically Māori is between the 28th n’ Battalion if you want to get anal about it.

Lavender: *distracted by her Astronomy homework and not paying attention to the topic* There’s a difference ?

Ron: *knows as pure-blood, she was taught this in homeschool and stares at her blankly* Lav…please…

Lavender: *hums mindlessly*

Parvati: *sighs and facepalms*

Blaise: Of course there is. One has to do with muggles in WW2 and the other is the beginning of magic *passing by*

Ron: Thanks!

Blaise: *gives him awkward finger guns*

Seamus: How would you know?

Blaise: It affected the people on my mother’s side. You know the Greeks, North African and Italian campaigns? We had family members apart of it.

Seamus: *tilts his head at his words in thought then gains foot in mouth syndrome* Is this because you’re black?

Gryffindor: *takes turns smacking him* Seamus!

Blaise: I’m full Italian, thank you. *looks down at Seamus then smirks a Ron* Well there is a bit of Portuguese from father of course. First born to the Portuguese Seventh son of the Seventh son and the Italian Seventh Daughter of the Seventh Daughter.

Ron: *stares at him in enamored, star-struck awe*

Harry: *suddenly feels threatened and clings to Ron, hissing at the Slytherin student*

Hermione: *Done with everyone’s shit and still wanting to know what is the Sacred 28 vs The Sacred 28* Honestly!

Lily’s Ghost That Haunts Them 3

Herbology class

Ron: *trying to stuff a huge seed down Draco’s throat* Son of a-

Blaise: *panicking as he tries to stop him but is also impressive with the guts Ron has to do this in front of the teacher* Weasley please!

Professor Sprout: *Not really paying attention as she goes around the classroom, interacting with the other students* Evan’s, stop trying to force the Devil’s Snare seed down Malfoy’s throat. *points at Harry and Neville* Potter, Lupin, can you Snape with those two?

Harry: *having an internal mental breakdown at the thought of his mother might being worst then his father.*

Neville: *giving the other boy a side eye before going to help Blaise*

THAT'S BILL NYE THE FUCKING SCIENCE GUY!!!

What did we do to deserve Bill Nye

the flash’s downright refusal to sit in a seat like a normal person is so relatable, honestly

he’ll sit anywhere… including but not limited to trash cans and computers

Lily’s Ghost That Haunts Them 2

(In the Gryffindor’s Common Room)

Ron: *is standing in front of a wall covered with moving pictures of the exclusive pure-blood duels throughout Hogwarts* Hmmm…

Harry: *laying down on the couch, face down*

Hermione: *taking frantic notes as she sits on Harry’s back* Fascinating, I didn’t know Hogwarts had so many mock battles throughout the years!

Ron: *ominous* Not mocking. It was a duel to the death-

Harry: *let out a loud groan of dismay *

Ron: Of the person’s reputation all throughout- Are you okay Harry?

Gryffindors in the Room: *watches them warily*

Professor McGonagall: *chuckling, remembering Lily Evans doing the same thing in her fifth year as Sirius Black took notes before preparing to go off to war* Ah, this bring me back…

A 7th year: Professor?

McGonagall: I remember one Lily Potter, née Evans, doing exactly the same thing as Mr Ron Weasley before taking the Duel Tournament by storm. She would have won too…if Flitwick hadn’t join in the last minute. *sighs in disappointment* At least they tied.

Gryffindors: *remembers that Flitwick placed in 2nd in all of Europe in Dueling* Oh dear…

BSD Headcanon

Atsushi will always call Chuuya by his full name the moment his eyes catches sight of him. It stated when they first met in the elevator to see The Boy And His Dog. Since then, no matter where they are or what is going on, Atsushi will always say the other’s full name. He will literally stop in the street or flat out ignore the person he’s having a conversation with just to call out to Chuuya. Over time Chuuya had developed a six sense for it, much to the amusement and annoyance to once Dazai Osamu. (Annoyance due to when Atsushi stops talking to him in mid-sentence and amusement in seeing Chuuya’s full body twitch)

Chuuya: *full body twitch as he’s minding his own business as he walks down the street with a co-worker*

Random Mafia Member: Nakahara-sama?

Chuuya: *closes his eyes and waits for it*

Atsushi: *four feet away on the other side of the street* Chuuya Nakahara?

Chuuya: *pivots and charges towards the other* Stop full naming be goddamnit!

Atsushi: *shrieks and sprints away*

Dazai: *stands there with a frozen smile before zooming after them* Leave my cat alone! Damnit Chibi!

Mafia Member: *is confusion*

Wally’s Bird

Wally: *reborn into a new world, memories come back at 5 years old* Ah

Wally: *learns that there are still heroes* Thank god…

Wally: *at eight years old finds out that his best friend has gone missing with his whole family* Ahh

Wally: *the Grayson are now a cold case, he’s missing his other half and there is no such thing as sidekicks* Ahhh

Wally: *Is in Gotham with his Aunt Iris, at the age of thirteen, for a news conversation. Has someone fly into their room, rolls across and stops at his feet* Ahhhh

Wally: But we’re ten stories high?! *Sees that the large lump at his feet. Freaks internally at the sight of his best friend’s ink stained face and panicky threw him into the bathroom where the shower is still running* Ahhhhh

Batman: *burst in three minutes later, thank god the window was open* Where’s the Talon?

Wally: *close to having a meltdown* What the fuck is a Talon?

Batman: *scrutinizing the room and zero’s in on the bathroom* Who’s in there?

Wally: My aunt, you furry pervert.

Batman: Been in there for a long day.

Wally: It’s been a long day.

*Batman walks towards the bathroom and Wally pops in front of him*

Wally: Whoa there undies on suit. That’s my aunt. Get out or I’ll call the Flash and security.

Batman: No metas in Gotham.

Wally: *snorts* Do I give a fuck? *pulls out his phone* Everyone knows Flash pops up in Gotham once in a while. The fans keep track Batsy.

*Stare down between the two, Wally wins and Batman takes off*

Wally: Pussie

TalonDick: *pops up next to him* Pussie

Wally: *Internal screaming*

Just a psa for fic writers who use the “trauma bond” tag, please make sure you’re using it correctly. A trauma bond is not two people who experience similar trauma and bond over it. It’s a carefully curated, manipulative bond between abuser and victim to keep the victim coming back because of the addictive highs and lows that come with abuse.

If you want to tag two characters bonding over shared trauma, a good substitute tag would be “bonding over shared trauma.” Trauma bonding is, by definition, an abusive relationship and may steer people who have experienced it away from your fic. Please spread the word and happy writing!

DUNGEONS & DRAGONS: HONOR AMONG THIEVES 2023, dir. Jonathan Goldstein & John Francis Dale

Can you believe Dazatsu Month starts tomorrow?😱 How are you sorted?

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dazai Osamu/Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Dazatsu Month 2025 (Bungou Stray Dogs), Fluff, Established Relationship, Soft Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Soft Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Love is Giving Each Other a Hard Time, Nakajima Atsushi Has a Good Sense of Humor Series: Part 1 of Dazatsu Month 2025 Summary:

“I should have known that accepting an engagement gift from Fitzgerald was a bad idea,” Dazai lamanted as he sat up. Beside him, Atsushi did the same, idly rubbing his hip.

“I’m sure in his mind he was doing something nice,” Atsushi said. “And Ms. Dickinson seemed quite kind.” He paused. “Though her ability being called ‘Since I Could Not Stop For Death’ was somewhat disconcerting.”

Or:

Dazai and Atsushi get are affected by an ability that shows them memories of each other. Actually not too bad, as far as engagement gifts go.

Written for Dazatsu Month 2025.

Dazatsu Month 2025 Day 6 - Home

It felt odd to feel more welcome in a dorm he kept routinely breaking in rather than his own apartment.

Art for 'A mafioso in my closet'. You guys enjoying the cliffhanger?

Dazatsu Month 2025 Day 3 - Kidnapped

This is my contribution to 'accidentally kidnapping mafia boss' prompt because it's so them

Dazai: *says a pick up-line that so bad and cringe worth. Something no one would ever give a second chance to*

Atsushi: *Looks horrified, right eye twitching*

Dazai: *looks at Atsushi, completely proud of himself* Swooning yet?

Atsushi: *Smacks Dazai’s face with both hands, clutching his cheeks tightly. Proceeds to kiss his face aggressively* Of all the stupid! Moronic! How would anyone fall-?!

Dazai: You’re kissing me though?!

Atsushi: I have brain damage!

Sacred 28 or The Sacred 28

Draco: *Talking shit like always, loudly in the halls of Hogwarts*

Everyone: *stops to judge him and mocking him quietly*

Draco: And you see, Granger, this is why the sacred twenty-eighth will never lower themselves to marry the likes of you. Only someone boorish and idiotic would, isn’t that right Weasley?

Harry: *gearing up to hex the blond* Malfoy-

Ron: *bored and completely done with conversation* The sacred twenty-eight? Or The Sacred Twenty-eight?

Hermione: Why can I hear the bold, italic, and underline on the second one?

Ron: Well one is the inbred pure-blooded stupidity and the other is the actual True Pillars Of Magic; Sacred Twenty-eight.

Draco: *red with embarrassment* How dare-

Ron: Shut up 18th House, the 10th House is talking. *walking away with his friends to give them an in-depth explanation*

The Slytherin House: *facepalms*

Lily's Ghost That Haunts Them

Ron:*Standing in front of Harry with a broken leg, mangle arm from being bit and ready to throw down* You wanna go bro? You wanna go down?! I can take you! Kick your arse! You wanna kill Harry? Y'all got to kill us all! Come at me you lily-white, ugly arse-

Harry:*panicking, trying to get Ron to sit and off his broken leg* Oh fucking Merlin! Ron! Ron! No bad Ron! *Struggling* Calm down please!

Ron: No balls, nipples hanging, skinny twink!

Sirius: *having multiple horrifying flashbacks to when Lily Evans starting fights in righteous anger over her friends all throughout Hogwarts with James Potter trying to calm her down in a panic*

Sirius: Welp…I lived an okay life.

Ron: I don’t need a bloody wand to-

Hermione: *covering her face in embarrassment and fear* Shhhh Ron, no, please! Stop egging the bloody serial killer! Ronald!

Ron: *lets out a scream as he tackles a shrieking Sirius*

Remus/Severus/Peter: *Flashback to when 4’9 first year Lily taking on a guy twice her height and weight….and winning* Bloody fuck…

Wan!Chuuatsu is so wild and valid like… a man who has gravity manipulation ability is just so distracted by Atsushi he'd rather show off like this

than carefully maneuver them out of the elevator situation

yet another chuuatsu crack-with-feelings idea

accidental fake date AU

We know from Kajii & Kyoka train ambush that Akutagawa was not the only one Mafia send on were-tiger bounty hunt. So, AU where Chuuya came back from abroad earlier and Mori gave him a go at capturing Atsushi.

And Chuuya of course would want to do it in full blazing glory of one-man front attack. Agency building is just arould the corner - when he stumbles over Atsushi coming home from work, literally walking into him.

Chuuya is taken aback with how polite, sweet and gorgeous Atsushi is - and how he senses no danger whatsoever. Now, the twistXD Chuuya thinks Dazai spilled the beans about every Mafia member' identity he knows, and after first attack Atsushi would be clued in, too. But - Agency is a beautiful mess, and no one gave Atsushi power point presentation yet. He has no idea he just crashed into Mafia Executive.

Chuuya thinks otherwise. This is Dazai protege after all, if he acts as if he doesn't know who Chuuya is that has to be on purpose, right? So he decides fine, this is a ploy of some sort. I'll play along, let's see what you've got. And he resumes the conversation as if they were just two people meeting by chance.

Chuuya tries a little flirting, simply to throw Atsushi off the game he thinks he's playing. But Atsushi just takes it as the truth. Bashful, yet so greedy for everything good in his life, and this graceful, fascinating man flirting with him? Even if its teasing, Atsushi responds. One thing to another, and Chuuya finds himself getting Atsushi on a date.

Fancy place of Chuuya's choice, of course, and he wishes Agency were-tiger would show his hand in this, finally, but he's just so earnest. For the first time in a restaurant like this, palpable awkwardness he tries to keep hidden, and Chuuya ought to revel in this, pick at this more to get him to break the charade, but damn it, he wants to put the guy at ease. Then the conversation, the way they fit - it plays better than it should, it just gets Chuuya deeper. He forgets at times this is work, and Atsushi is his mark who's pretending he doesn't know this, no matter how genuine feel his quiet smiles, his catching mix of self-deprecating remarks and sharp flashes of sass.

They stand at the pavement near the alley outside of restaurant when Mafia car is pulling up and Chuuya gets inside befoore reaching out to Atsushi. 'What are you doing?' Atsusghi asks, voice dropped almost to a whisper while he already takes the offered hand. And Chuuya has to fight trough his stolen breath, his missed heart beat while he feels Atsushi's trusting touch, how his pulse is quickened where the fingertips brush tender wrist skin right under the glove.

'Ah - Abducting you.'

The best performance of being sure and suave he ever gave. To match the portrayal of gentle naive he's been treated to.

Atsushi is pulled into the car with more force than both expected, falls over Chuuya and takes this as an invitation, gives in to a pull this man has over him already, captivating beyond anything he ever knew, Atsushi just - surges forward. The kiss is sudden, a little askew, open, lovely, giving - too good to be a lie. It gets Chuuya to melt for a second and then gets him angry. How can someone look and feel like this, this sincere, and be this shrewd at pretending?

Click if a switchblade ovening, cold under Atsushi's collarbone.

'You can drop the act now. I got you. What's the plan? Did that bandaged bastard replace the driver? Is he behind the fucking wheel - '

'W-what plan?'

The hurt, confusion - betrayal on Atsushi's face is too real. This has no point to be happening, Chuuya tries to re-evaluate everything but there was no way he really, truly didn't...

'Your Agency' plan to stop your abduction tonight?! The reason while you act all sweet as if you don't know I'm Mafia Executive.'

Now there's no confusion reflected in his chromatic eyes. Only hurt left, but then - anger, too, flurry, wounded.

'So... you played me? All this evening...'

Atsushi makes a move to break out of the car, and Chuuya darts to stop him, and now it's not even because he has to complete the mission, it's because realization sets it - he massively fucked all this up. But this is where the claws come out, because Atsushi really, really wants to get out of this car and away from this man. The car door is torn open, the brakes are hit, Mafia driver prays for his life - while Chuuya keeps pursuit through the streets, fresh scratches sting only adds up to the mix of feelings.

He was already half-taken by Atsushi's soft side, even when he thought it's played up. And now he knows it wasn't, and during the ensuing fight Chuuya just gets deeper into the trouble because now there's this thrill of unexpirienced but so strong and swift opponent. And deep under - the guilt because he wasn't honest with Atsushi, he was so sure he was the one being led on, he ignored everything that proved him wrong.

Maybe this is what does Chuuya in, really, when he lets Atsushi escape - not dealing much of damage beyond few bruises, and not really injured himself, either. He tells himself it was because they were fighting in living city area. He tells himself it was because it wasn't honest fight, anyway.

Maybe Chuuya can seizure the chance of rematch. Or better still, a chance to explain to Atsushi that awful, dumb misunderstanding.

All along I thought you knew who I was.

How would you look at me now when you do know?

A Funny Take On Summoning Danny, featuring another crossover

You've seen this. Danny gets summoned by the JL or JLD and they make demands. Now here's the humorous take, guest starring...

Danny looks at the assembled people outside the summoning circle that bound him to the location

Danny: I will not speak to you without my lawyer present

Superman: Son, that's not how this works

Danny: I will not speak to you without my lawyer present

Constantine: Kid, you can't just ask for a ghost lawyer—

A pink and green portal opens up and out comes a teen wizard with pink robes and green pants

Wizard teen: My client will not be taking questions until we establish exactly why he's being detained

Flash: Who are you?

Wizard teen: Timmy Hartman, his lawyer. Now, shall we proceed or shall I rescue my client from his unlawful detainment?

Goblet Of Fire Meets Musical

“Let me go! Let me go!”

Harry’s head shot up in alarm at a very familiar voice. It was the voice of someone he hadn’t talk to in three days.

“I bloody swear George!” Four seats down from where he sat, stood Ron Weasley (the very boy…them? Ron once mention that he didn’t feel much like a boy a year ago as they shared the bed in the nurse’s infirmary. Both completely tired and full of trauma that was Harry’s father and friends drama; clutching onto each other over close calls.) struggling against his brothers. Pearly white teeth bared in hot coals of inferno rage. Freckles that Harry love to count during History of Magic disappearing under burgundy red blush. “Fred! Get Off! I’ll tell mum! I will, you’ll see!”

The green eyed teen, now know as the fourth campion in the triwizard tournament, quickly struggled to get up on his feet. Unadulterated panic ran throughout his veins to his weak heart (anything that made his Best Friend cry out send him into a frenzy) as if it was in a race. Gasps of shock and whispers of confusion filled the half full dinner hall. His eyes never leaving the struggling form of the youngest Weasley son even as his large heavy glasses start to slide off his face.

“Come now Ronnnie!” George cackled pulling his little brother closer.

“We just want a bit of a chat.” Fred tittered with what sounded to malice glee to onlookers’ discomfort. “Truly ickle Ronnikins! You act like-”

“We’re going to do something untowards! How cruel.”

“How boarish.”

“Hurts. Right here.”

“In the heart.”

“But being cruel is what he’s good at, ain’t he Gred?” Fred asked in mock jest as he starts to pull out what looked to be one of the twins new product. Ron’s electric blue eyes widened as they start to glow white in fear, his struggling becoming frantic. “Being jealous of our poor little Potter.”

Ron stilled in confusion. Harry watched as pale chapped pink lips mouthing the word ‘jealous’.

“That there, you be right Feorge.” George agreed grabbing his captive brother’s chin tightly. Glee filled his body as it always done at the thought of playing a tiny prank at their bother. “Maybe he can pent a bit by helping us with this new product?”

“Oh yes my dearest twin. What an excellent idea! Come Lil’ickle Ronnikins! Help us test out our new Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes Party sing n’ dance!”

Ron let out a shout of terror as he renew his tussle to get away from his childhood tormentors. He refuses to be a guinea pig for them once again against his will. Electric blue eyes, nearly white, looked around for help. He could see couple of students from the other schools race out of their seats to get to him from the laughing Slytherin and gossiping Ravenclaw tables. Even Harry (probably realizing that sending the twins at him like a pack of bloodhounds was a bad idea. For being jealous. Jealous! Honestly, where did he get that idea? Jealous.) was staggering their way.

“Hé! Laissez-le partir!” A red wine haired teenager girl from Beauxbaton snarled as she snarled. She whipped out her reddish-gray wand and called out a spell. “Libération!”

Everyone waited with bated breath as pastel red flash of energy shot out of the girl’s wand and hit the closes arm. They watch as Fred’s arm spasm, causing the large truffle size ball to smack into the youngest male Weasley’s cheekbone. Watched as it exploded and cover all three males in a bright nova colored cloud. Red wine haired teen let out a surprised squeal as she clasps her hands to her mouth in shame.

“Ron!” Harry cried out, floundered toward them impulsively. His only thought was to get to his sunset red haired boy. “Ron talk to me!”

Coughing was his only answer.

That was before a gust of heat like an oven pulse out as fire flared out to the ceiling. The students closes to the fire screech out, scrambling to get away. Harry himself took a few steps back, eyes blinking in discomfort. Once his eyes stop watering, he took in the sight of Ron’s hair doing its best to be a forest fire.

(“My family is blessed with fire.” Ron mumbled into his chest, sleep dancing in his voice. The slightly older boy rubbed his face into the other’s over-baggy pajama shirt. “Da’s da was said to be *yawn* from the third branch of the great Bear Queen. Fire has power over us in sum. Drag still hur’ thou.”

“Third branch?” Harry asked with a softest of tone, eyes to heavy with the sandman’s dreamer magic.

“Third child that had child of their own. ‘Tis a pure-blood thingy. Gotta be strong string to magik thou.”

“Hmm…”)

“You…” Ron snarled, hair getting brighter.

“Now Ronnie…” Fred stammered as he took a clumsy step backward, pulling George with him. “Let’s be calm?”

The younger twin squeaked as he clung to the other’s arm. “I thought only Charlie and Percy could do that.”

“Not now Georgie.”

“Ah, right Freddie.”

Soon an eerie sound of music filled the air.

The room started to darkened and chill.

Not a sound came from the only students and staff in the room as Ron took a calculated step towards his beloved brothers. His usually sweet, joyful face was now cold and stone. Eyes no longer glowing white with fear but with hot blue hell fire.

“It seems, difficult brothers will take advantage of my good nature.” Was hissed out, sending a shudder through all. A hand (a bruise starting to form at its wrist) slowly raises towards the cowering six years. “So lets lock them up.”

The fire from the fourth year’s hair slithered down his neck, across his arm and out his fingers like snakes. Zooming to the air as if it was a hawk diving for its prey. Fred and George screamed as the flames became solid, wrapping around them like rope.

“Throw away the key! I bet there’s one on every tree.” Lyrics coldly being song out through Ron’s lips. Allowing everyone to feel the anger, the hatred and the completely done emotion that was swirling like a whorlpool within the singer’s body.

Memorized by what was happening in front of him, Harry jumped as someone grabbed his robes. His head snapped to look behind him to see Hermione watching with horror.

“Ungrateful!” Came tearing out of Fred’s throat.

George followed after; “Hateful!”

“Vile too!” They sang together in stress.

Ron could feel his eyes roll as if he was playing a role in a story that he had no control over. He was enraged, that much was true but to embarrass his brothers like this? Well…he wasn’t the twins themselves. They were the arses and cruel ones in the family. He should know…fourteen years was enough to see that. “The thing they put me through. Break my spirit as they play! Making me into a silly display. Maybe you’d called wholesome play…”

Tears slowly snuck into his eyes.

“But I’ll call it cruel.” A sob threatened to escape from him; “Cruel love.”

Unwilling to breakdown and become even more of a laughing stock, Ron pulled out his own wand. With a shuddering gasp of air, he summoned the rest of the product. He knew that those….he didn’t know what to call them at the moment. Not that it matters to him right now. He was just too tired for this shite.

“I bloody hope you two know how to handle a sodding lawsuit in case some poor sod is allergic.”

Fred shaking his head to clear, he couldn’t help but question his brother. “Whatcha mean?”

Ron shot five looking truffles into the air, exclaiming; “Vehemens Ventus!”

The room bellow as the spell hit the products. A strong gust that could be considered as a tornado ravaged the arena. Smoke covering their eyes like a dense black fog and filled their lungs, suffocating like an uncontrollable forest fire.

“You want to play arseholes?” The cause of the chaos inquired forbidding. Blue flames glare at the trembling forms of the ones that started the path of the chaos causer. “ Hahaha fine. Game on…bitches.”

😒Don’t be this person guys, seriously. AI images are cringe as hell. Calling it “ai art” just makes you look like a pathetic wannabe. And it’s annoying and disheartening af for artists like me to see this shii. Plus it spits in the face of all our work that we put online for FREE.

As for the weirdo who posted that - I told you to take it down. You did not. So here we are. And by thoughtlessly repeating my tags (weird since it’s not a repost) you’re also implying that you wrote my fic. You most certainly did not. So I’m double pissed😊

Thanks to the gobsmackingly amazing @midoristeashop for bringing this to my attention. Real artists lookin out for real artists 💪💕

Fighting against AI isn’t always made easy for us, but that doesn’t mean we have to just put up with it. I’m still allowed to throw hella shade XD I’ve already reported it and am waiting for consensus rn. Ik it’s tempting, but don’t add to the report pile, since all it does is clog up Tumblr’s system.

Anyways.