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Pedro Pascal x female!reader

Summary:  Y/N and Pedro have been friends ever since they met through mutual friends, but with such a large age gap between the two, Y/N didn’t think anything would change, but sometimes things work out differently than she would expected.

Word Count: 5,208

Warning(s): SMUT! Age gap, creampie. (Be safe, life is not a fanfiction!) FLUFF

A/N: I hope you guys love this as much as I loved writing it! And a huge thank you to my best friend @13dead-ends​ for getting me through some major writing’s block! Go check her page out for some AMAZING Henry Cavill writing!

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“Pedro,” You giggled into the phone, staring at your own reflection in the mirror. You looked like a mess, hair in a bun on the top of your head, the makeup you were wearing for the girls night out was now smudged around your eyes, looking like a disheveled raccoon. “Pedro,” You repeated, watching the way your lips moved when you said his name. “I’m… I had so much fun tonight.” you started, thinking back to the many shots you had throughout the night, the drunken laughter that you shared between your friends. You could still hear them laughing about something through the thin bathroom door. You glanced down at your feet, the tight clothes you wore thrown around and you were wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but even after all this fun you had with your friends, and how this was a memory you were going to look back on for so long, all you could think about was Pedro. 

Summary: Chris’s little man calls you Mama.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Actress!Reader

GIF was gotten off of Pinterest.

Little Evans rushes into the room after opening the door. He’s supposed to be in the other room enjoying cartoons with Chris’ assistant Daphne as his dad does interviews with you and Mark Ruffalo.

“Bubba,” Chris said as his toddler heads straight to you. “What are you doing in here?”

“Mama,” Jackson said.

The interviewer gasped. You’re not surprised at the name and neither is Chris. Jackson has called you it multiple times before and you don’t mind at all. You see the kid quite a lot since you keep managing to get roles with his dad. You also spend a lot of time with them even if there’s no movie or show to be filmed.

“Hi, Jackie,” you said as Chris picks him up and puts him on his lap.

He smiles at you and squirms out of his dad’s lap. Jackson climbs into your lap and happily snuggles with you.

“Oh I see how it is. I’m being replaced,” Chris said.

“Get over it,” you said. “He’s my boo.”

“Blankys?” Jackson said looking at his dad. “Ellies, pwease? Pwease?”

“Hang on, Bubbas,” Chris said standing up.

He briefly apologizes to the interviewer for stepping out but she doesn’t mind.

“Now, we run with the kid,” Mark said.

“Let’s go,” you joked along.

“No, Mama,” Jackson said shaking his head no making the three of you laugh.

“Y/n’s clearly his favorite. Nobody can compete with her not even dad,” Mark said.

“Of course not, I bribe him with candy,” you said.

“What was that?” Chris asked coming back in.

“Nothing,” you lied.

He’s got the stuffed elephant and Jackson’s Thomas the Train blanket that he adores. His son happily takes a hold of his elephant and Chris drapes the blanket over his shoulders.

“Tanks yous, Papas,” Jackson said laying his head right over the center of your chest as he holds his stuffed elephant in one arm close.

“You’re welcome, Bubba,” Chris said. “What were you guys talking about?”

Your arms wrapped around Jackson and you rub his back. It makes Chris smile. You’re the closest person that Jackson has gotten to a mom. His own abandoned Chris at the hospital with him. She didn’t want kids but knew Chris did.

“Is Y/n the favorite out of the cast for your son, Chris?” The interviewer asked.

“Of course,” Chris said. “Jackson is very much attached to her. I think I’m gonna have to bring her back to Boston with us to save myself from the water works.”

Jackson looked up at you with his brown eyes and father’s long lashes. You let your thumb gently brush across his cheek.

“He’s my favorite Evans,” you stated.

“No, duh,” the boy’s father sassed. “He gets all your attention.”

“Jealousy isn’t a good look on you,” you said looking at Chris.

Chris scoffed making Mark laugh.

“We can see right through you,” Mark said.

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“You ready for dinner, Bubbas?” Chris asked slipping on his jacket.

“Is Mama gonnas be theres?” Jackson asked.

“Yes, we’re even picking her up,” Chris said picking up his little man.

Jackson squealed in excitement making Chris chuckle. He soon heads out the door and to the elevator. He presses the button up. You’re on the floor above them. If you and them had it your way, you’d be in the connecting room beside them and the connecting door would be open for Jackson so he can hangout with you.

“Mama!” Jackson squealed running out of the elevator doors seeing you in the hallway.

“Jackie!” You squealed.

You pick him up and his arms wrapped around your neck. Chris comes over and puts his arms around you both. They both kiss your cheek. Chris then presses a kiss to your lips which you happily kiss him back.

“No! Papa!” Jackson exclaimed pushing his father’s face away from yours.

Chris gasps in shock. You giggled.

“Can I not give Y/n a kiss?” Chris asked.

“No! I give kiss!” Jackson said.

You received a big kiss against your cheek. Chris rolled his eyes.

so this passed a blurb and turned right into a fic. It’s 1.5k. Oops

Warnings for food mention and slight grief

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You were five years old and running through the field outside the Burrow. Fred was chasing you, threatening to take your teddy from you and hide it in the tree. Laughter echoed along with the breeze that blew through, carrying with it the scent of the wildflowers growing around you. The sweet scent tickled your nose as you ducked down into your hiding place, a little embankment that Fred didn’t see. As you panted and waited to hear his footsteps, you nearly let out a yelp as George stopped in front of you.

“Here,” he said proudly, holding out the prettiest blue flower you’d ever seen.

“What’s this?” You took the flower from him, inhaling it’s sticky, sweet scent as George beamed at you.

“Mum says it’s a cornflower. It means your popcorn will never burn!” George let out a laugh as you rolled your eyes at him. He offered you his hand, which you accepted as he pulled you towards the Burrow. “Come on, let’s see if Mum will make us some.”

*wants to draw* *doesnt draw*

*wants to study a language* *doesnt study the language*

*wants to watch new movies* *doesnt watch new movies*

Character: Fred Weasley

Word Count: 1693

Requested?: Yes/No

Summary: Looking after Teddy Lupin makes Fred decide he wants a baby of his own with you.

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A/n: just a reminder that this is a queued post! i’m currently taking a small break from tumblr (should be back by the end of the week though!) as i am not in a good place at the moment. feel free to continue sending in asks and messages whilst i’m away - i’ll answer as soon as i’m back online! i shall also catch up on things that i’ve been tagged in and fics i’ve missed then as well! ❤️❤️ to the requester - i hope you enjoy my love! 💕

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“Never seen him so content,” you hummed to Hermione, a smile playing at your lips as you nodded over to Fred, who was sitting on a nearby couch in the living room of the Burrow, where everyone had gathered for Christmas - the second one since the Battle of Hogwarts - holding a tiny toddler, who was giggling at Fred’s attempts to make him laugh, hair turning a bright blue as he threw his arms into the air.

Hermione laughed, “He’s always loved Teddy.” “He reminds him of Lupin I reckon,” you replied, not having to mention the reason why, considering the small boy looked just like him. Fred, you knew, felt indebted to Lupin, since he was the one to bring George back to the Burrow when he lost his ear - kept him safe after the incident, travelling back quickly to save him. You knew that was one of the reasons Fred offered to look after Teddy so often - that and the fact that the baby adored him.

“Are you not thinking about children yet?” Hermione asked you, breaking you from your thoughts, “I’d have thought with the way he can never keep his hands off you that you’d be pregnant by now.”

Before you do that please fucking unfollow me. I’m waiting.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader  Prompt: Thought this was an interesting idea since I think we can all agree the Weasley Twins were def dealers lol

 (I’m still on vacation I just had this one in my drafts so I finished it up)

Warning: mature, sexual, weed, smoking, swearing, probs more.  If mentions of drugs makes you uncomfortable or you just don’t like it, don’t read this please! as implied by the title, this is literally all about what smoking with Fred Weasley would include 

-      Okay lets face it

-       Everyone and their owls know Fred and George Weasley were the best, most trusted, ‘flower’ dealers in Hogwarts 🍃🍃

-       You knew this before you started dating Fred

-       It just came as a bonus after getting together

-       Fred and George are almost always a little high

-       They sell carts, wax, edibles and flower

-       Like they’ve got it all, and the best quality

-      Their edibles are only for the brave; half the time you get an out of this world high, and other times, your skin is bright pink for a week from their trick

-       Lee Jordan also helps them with sales, the three of them are by far the biggest stoners in your year- probably in the whole castle

Requested: Anonymous

-Having a hard time figuring out how Hugo feels about you in the beginning because he does not talk about his feelings. 

-Eventually he is able to show you how he feels, by the way he acts when the two of you are alone. Once you are more secure in your relationship the two of you become even closer.

-Very subtle PDA as Hugo likes to keep his private life to himself. He will occasionally put his arm protectively around your waist, but that is usually as far as it goes.

-Most conversations you have are whispered between the two of you, while you are a part from the rest of the group. Allowing you to keep what you say to one another private.

-Learning to read his very subtle facial expressions to the point where the two of you can communicate almost entirely through eye contact, when you have to.

-Admittedly Hugo can be a little protective at times and therefore you have had to stop him from making rash decisions on several occasions. 

-Him trying to use his ‘stare-of-intimidation’ on you when you argue and you not being affected by it at all. Then you putting your hands on his shoulders and leaning in to kiss his cheek and him immediately crumbling, becoming ‘puddy in your hands’.

-His kisses are often harsh and passionate. He usually has both arms around your waist and loves when he feels you grip his shirt tightly in both fists.

-Hugo preferring to sleep with you laying against his chest, one arm wrapped, protectively around you.