#so the only way i can imagine him and georgie getting together is georgie going 'oh he's genuine and charming and he has similar interests'

[bibbityboppitybillyharvgrove]

No Matter What - F.Weasley

Summary: Y/N is finally meeting Fred’s parents and his eldest brothers for the holidays. She’s nervous but Fred assures her that he would love her no matter what.

Word Count: 1507

Pairings: Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Use of Y/N, nervousness, Fem!Reader, non specific house, betting

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Author's Note: This is my first day of trying once again to post 25 fics leading up to Christmas! I have a few days done in advance already. I will be posting at least 2 fics per character on my masterlists. I hope you enjoy!

Feedback is welcomed and encouraged!

Enjoy!

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Y/N and Fred had been together for nearly a year. They had started dating right after New Years. For this Christmas, instead of spending the holiday at Hogwarts, Fred had invited her to the Burrow for Christmas, which she agreed to happily. However this would be the first time she had met his parents, Bill and Charlie, the two eldest Wealsley boys coming home for the holidays. She already knew George, Ginny, Ron and Percy through school but meeting the parents of the Weasley clan was something that made her nervous.

It was officially the first day of break, she was packed and ready to go, waiting by the Fat Lady’s painting for Fred and the rest of the Weasley’s, the first one to exit the portrait was George and right behind him was Fred. “You ready to go love?” Fred asked her with a bright smile on his face.

“I’m ready, let’s go boys,” She replied, matching her boyfriend’s smile. Fred was blissfully unaware of how nervous she was, he was just excited to go home to see the rest of his family, sure he had a majority of them at Hogwarts but he missed his parents dearly. He linked arms with his girlfriend who had linked arms with his twin as the three of them pranced their way to the exit of Hogwarts. 

Once they were on the train, then Fred finally took notice of how nervous his girlfriend actually was. “Why are you so nervous? I told you everyone is going to love you!”

“I know but I can’t help it. What if your mum doesn’t like me? Or your dad?” She asked, concern lacing her voice. Fred grabbed her hand and squeezed it, looking right in her eye.

“They will love you, I promise. Have I ever lied to you? Like ever?” Fred asked, she shook her head no, “So why would I lie about this? Mum and dad will love you. No question about it. George, a little backup here?” George perked up and looked right at his brother’s girlfriend, a mischievous smirk on his face.

“Oh no, I entirely disagree. I think mum will claim her as her own child, another daughter. You know how much she loves having a single girl in the house, now imagine her with another girl in the house that loves her son just as much as she does,” George said, Y/N giggling slightly, the twins doing fantastic at their job to make her feel better.

“Thank you Freddie and Georgie. I appreciate it a lot.”

She was calm for the rest of the ride, the nervous feeling only returning once they flooed into the Burrow. She was right after George to get to the Burrow, Fred and the other’s right behind her. 

“My children are home! Hello my darlings! I’ve missed you!” Molly exclaimed from the kitchen, her voice getting louder until she had reached the fireplace. “You must be Y/N! Oh you are gorgeous, it’s so nice to finally meet you!” Molly pulled the girl in for a hug which surprised her, she was stunned for a moment until she finally remembered to hug the woman back.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too Mrs. Weasley. Freddie wouldn’t shut up about coming home to your cooking. He always says the house elves have nothing on you,” Y/N replied.

“Oh dear, call me Molly. Mrs. Weasley makes me feel old.”

“Can I steal my girlfriend back to introduce her to dad? You’re going to suffocate her woman,” Fred joked to his mother. Molly let go of the girl before quickly apologizing.

“I’m sorry dear, Fred just hasn’t stopped talking about you, I’ve been so excited to finally meet you!”

“I’ve been so excited to meet you too!”

“Okay, love, let’s go meet my father before my mum steals you for the rest of the holiday,” Fred grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and led her to the back yard where Arthur was tinkering with some muggle objects. “Dad, this is my girlfriend Y/N, love, this is my father.”

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Weasley, Freddie has told me loads about you,” She said with a smile.

“He’s said loads about you too! He told me you’re a half-blood, can you tell me what it’s like to have a muggle parent?” Arthur replied.

“Dad-”

“No, it’s fine Fred, I enjoy talking about my life as a half-blood, I got the best of both worlds really. I got to experience things as a witch but also as a muggle,” She explained to the man. Arthur continued to ask the girl questions, Fred eventually leaving the two of them to talk about the muggle world so he can go catch up with his mother.

“Where’s Y/N, dear?” Molly asked her son.

“Lost her to dad. They’re talking about muggles.” Fred replied.

“I had a feeling that would happen. You’ve got a good one Fred. That’s a keeper she is.”

Fred and Molly took the time to catch up, Fred telling her about school and Molly telling him about new things that she had done while her children had been away. They took their sweet time catching up until dinner was ready, Molly tasking Fred to call in Arthur and Y/N, so he went outside where he saw the two who had just met hugging, his father treating his girlfriend as one of his own. It made Fred’s heart warm to see it.

“Mum said dinner is ready,” Fred was apprehensive to interrupt but was glad he did deep down because he could finally steal his girlfriend back. Arthur was the first to let go of the girl and happily went into the house, Y/N meeting Fred halfway so they could walk into the house together. “I see that you and dad get on well.”

“Yeah, he’s a delight Freddie! He reminds me of you a little bit. You both get very passionate when you talk about things you love or have an interest in. Your eyes light up and you can talk for days about whatever it is. You two have that in common,” She smiled as they walked towards the house.

“See, I told you, there was no reason to be nervous. I do owe George a galleon now though.”

“What? Why? What did you two bet on this time?”

“I said mum would be the one to steal you but Georgie said dad would. George was right.” The two of them laughed about the bet as they entered the house and sat at the dinner table. 

Dinner went well, the Weasley’s that didn’t know Y/N got to know her and what she had liked. She had learned some new embarrassing stories about the twins as the conversation went on. And then, Molly pulled out the photo albums much to all of the Weasley children’s dismay. Y/N, Herminone and Harry, however, thoroughly enjoyed seeing pictures of their significant others as children, it gave them perfect ammunition to use against them if needed. 

Molly stayed up with the girl for a while finally getting the time to talk to her one on one to get to know her and her intentions with dating one of her sons. Y/N assured Molly that Fred was the love of her life; that there was nothing to be worried about when they were at Hogwarts because she would be there for Fred, no matter what. Molly felt lighter hearing this but she felt even better as she went on about her other children that were attending Hogwarts as well.

“Mrs. Weasley, I promise you that I will look after and care for Ginny, George and Fred when they’re away from you. They’re my family too and I care about them a lot. They mean the world to me,” Y/N assured the woman next to her. The woman pulled the girl into a tight hug as a thank you before sending her off to bed once she realized the time. She went up to the twins’ room and climbed right into Fred’s bed where he was already half asleep.

“Have a good talk with mum?” Fred asked her sleepily.

“A really good talk. I’ll tell you about it in the morning,” She replied as she was getting under the covers with him. As soon as she was under the covers, he pulled her into his side and dropped a lazy kiss to the top of her head. 

“Night, I love you.”

“I love you too Freddie. Good night.”

She had never felt so welcomed by another family before, she already felt like she was a part of the Weasley family. She knew that the family would always hold a special place in her heart no matter what happened. Fred was happy that she was quick to become part of the family, that she was quick to care for his family. He knew that he would never let her go, no matter what.

#fred weasley #fred weasley x you #fred weasley x reader #fred weasly x reader #fred weasely x y/n #fred wealsey fic #weasley twins #weasley family #weasley siblings #george weasley #harry potter fandom #harry potter

[schumiatspa]

Okay I'm gonna elaborate on my "Charlos as Romeo and Juliet" take, I just couldn't shut up, I'm sorry akansksj

Don't expect anything deep from this long rant because it's just going to be a bunch of personal opinions on f1 ships and friendships, family-like dynamics (i'm a sucker for the family found trope ngl) and such, all badly taped together lol

SO the grid is more or less divided into two sides: the Hamilton-Vettel side and the Alonso side (I'm considering the current only, plus Mick, Seb and Danny).

The Hamilton-Vettel family: grid dads Lewis and Seb are disgustingly in love and happily married and Charles is obviously their child™, alongside Mick and George (I don't see him as their kid as much as the other two, but he's not that far, so). Other people included in this family are definitely Alex (Georgie's boyfriend and Charles's friend), Pierre (Charles's bff and Lewis's friend) and Lance (Seb's former teammate and pseudo grid kid and one of Mick's bffs). I know that Lance being here and not on the other side of the barricade could disappoint some people because of the 'good relationship' he seems to have built with Fernando (I saw your Strollonso propaganda and porn), BUT c'mon!! He's Mick's friend! He was definitely indoctrinated by Seb! He said his idol growing up was Michael (which might have single-handedly got him adopted by Seb lmao)! No way he's leaning towards Nando.

The Alonso family (single dad power!) is basically him and his kids: Max (he has clearly chosen him as his successor in f1), Lando (he loves him and Max and Carlos love him too, so) and obviously Carlos (we know all Spanish athletes are probably in a sort of cult, spanish solidarity is very strong, they have known each other since Carlos was a child thanks to Sainz Senior blablabla).

That being said, we are all aware of the not-so-simple relationship between Seb and Fernando and Lewis and Fernando and their whole decade-long history. This obviously causes some big trouble when Charlos fall in love and begin dating. Seb and Lewis do approve of their son-in-law (there are a lot of pictures of them interacting and they seem to get along pretty well - an example is the Barcelona gp and the whole chili bucket hat drama lmao), if Fernando wasn't there Carlos could easily slip into their family and be pseudo adopted even without marrying into the family (Carlos as Sewis's kid could make sense) BUT Fernando. is. there. and Sewis don't really approve of him, and viceversa - i'd say that he likes Charles, so the problem is always the same: their respective son's in-laws (I'd add that Carlos Sainz Sr is the one who doesn't like Charles very much, he probably sees him as a threat). Moreover I think that things between Lewis and Max might still be sort of tense, same goes for Georgie and Max, and other similar conflicts, so Christmas dinners with the in-laws won't probably be very pleasant in general (the risk of them easily turning into crime scenes is very high - there are knifes around). SO all of this means that Charles and Carlos are a bit like Romeo and Juliet!! They come from two different families which are more or less in conflict with each other (and the conflict can only increase as the championship goes on, especially with Fernando currently doing well and Ferrari being utterly shit, because the gap is getting increasingly bigger) but their love managed to blossom in the middle ground. Obviously it's not that dramatic, the two sides don't hate each other that much: it's not hate per se, it's more... some dislike? Complicated feelings for sure! I know that some drivers are friends with the enemy family (es. The Twitch Quartet), but it's all for the sake of the narrative lol Anyway the vibes are there!! And they're immaculate!! I haven't imagined how a proper and more elaborate Romeo&Juliet AU could work (yet), but the foundation would be more or less this. Something that would be interesting to reflect on is how the dynamics would change if the championship results were different (es. Ferrari were competitive), between everybody and especially between our Romeo and Juliet, but I'm digressing now

Bonus: what about the rest of the grid? Val obviously prefers the Hamilton-Vettel side, Checo would be on Fernando's side (Spanish speaker solidariety and all that, but his 'allegiance' is not that strong, I suppose he doesn't care that much, he's like a distant uncle), Oscar is actually Mark Webber's kid (and!! that's a story for another day, because!! Mark... and... Seb... and Mark and Fernando!! We all know things happened. But let's not dwell on that rn, it would be too complicated) so he'd better stay out of the conflict and Logan, being useless his friend, would probably follow him, so. I imagine Kmag and Hulk would more or less stay neutral (they've got their personal sUcK mY bAlLs MaTe beef going on so lol) and so would Nyck? Tbh I didn't give them much thought because someone like Yuki is much more interesting in this setting, since he is Pierre's bf but Fernando has taken a liking to him and kinda made him one of his grid kids, so he is in a peculiar position. But let's be real, Yuki doesn't give many fucks, so he is probably going to waltz from on side of the paddock to the other without a care in the world. Estie is interesting too: while he is Mick's other bff, he also has a love-hate relationship with Fernando. I believe that he is on the other side, still I don't trust him and Nando together lmao. I'm actually not sure about Zhou, he would probably be quite neutral, but I know he admires Fernando a lot (I admit I'm fumbling a little bit in the dark here lol but it's okay, I hadn't actually thought about every single driver, some of them I'm making up as I type).

The real wild card is Danny Ric, because he has known Lewis and Seb for years (underrated trio!!) and obviously likes George and Pierre and more or less their whole family BUT. Alonso has Max on his side. And Lando. So Danny's probably like the friendly neighborhood dog: he loves everybody and he gets fed like four times a day because everybody loves him and he doesn't really pick a side.

The end.

#WELL THANK YOU TO ANYONE WHO GOT HERE TO THE END #if there is anyone lol #i could have ranted more i know some things are more nuanced than how I described them but it was already too long lol #so enjoy reading i guess? #sebastian vettel #lewis hamilton #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #fernando alonso #sewis #charlos

[lunar-years]

Okay so usually I don’t send asks, but this is the week for having thoughts about Jamie’s mom and I am having a lot of them. I always got an estranged vibe from the way he talks about her, mostly from 1x06 (“I don’t think she would be, lately”) but also a bit from the way he describes the second Amsterdam trip. While they’re obviously very close, I think their relationship would inherently be kind of complicated: either Georgie 1) knew Jamie was being abused and didn’t/couldn’t do anything to stop it; 2) didn’t know and Jamie spent several years keeping a pretty massive secret — though it's something they’re able to talk about openly in 3x11; or 3) some combination of 1) and 2).

My headcanon is that they were very close when Jamie was a kid but that things became much tenser between them once James came back into the picture. Given that Jamie’s character arc is essentially him going from the kind of person that his father wanted him to be to the kind of person that his mother wanted him to be, and that his father has apparently done some things that he’s grateful for (based on the “thank you” part of “fuck you” and “thank you”), I can picture Jamie, maybe some time in his late teens, siding with James over Georgie at a time when she might have been coming to terms with and moving on from James’ influence in her life in the way Jamie is in 3x11. This is a bit more speculative, but this is also when I imagine her and Simon getting together — he and Jamie seem to get along well enough, but they don’t necessarily seem close (Simon gets a handshake instead of a hug, for instance), and Jamie only ever brings up his mom and his dad when he talks about his childhood, so I don't think he had any part in raising Jamie.

Anyway, love your writing! :) 

I love sooo much of this anon, it's like an echo of my own thoughts! :) I'm extremely glad we got to meet Georgie. I rewatched the episode tonight and gosh it's such an excellent one, she is excellent. Their talk was amazing.

Anyway, sorry this is so long, but you're certainly correct that it's thinking about Jamie's mum week. Here is my personal interpretation of their relationship after a day of contemplating it:

For your first paragraph on the extent she knew about Jamie being abused, my gut instinct is leaning towards option #3. Surprisingly I'm still headcannoning a lot of the backstory I wrote for them (prior to this ep) in one of my fics that featured a lot of Jamie's mum. Basically, I agree they were very close when Jamie was young, but James Tartt Sr.'s return created some new chasms and distance between them that lingered for years from Jamie's teenage years onward. I also think there's still some hints that point towards potential instability with James trying to win back Georgie and possibly being successful, i.e., Jamie's parents being on and off for a while, causing additional tension and underlying strife. Like, I really do feel there were a few very bad, formative years in there for Jamie.

Also it's highly likely Georgie was herself a victim of James' abuse. So I think, in a sense she did know there was probability his behavior was extending to their son, too. But I don't think she would have known the full extent of it (I don't believe, for example, a teenage Jamie would have come home from Amsterdam and told her what happened there. Maybe she didn't know how physically abusive James Sr. was to Jamie, either).

Him and his mum were still close in a sense, but it was strained closeness because there were so many festering secrets between them. It can be really difficult to pull out of an abusive situation even when a child is involved, so of course there's the chance that Georgie did know everything and simply couldn't get her and Jamie out of it. I have a lot of grace for that, but personally, I didn't get that sense from them. I think there would be more strain still between them in the current timeline if that were true. Instead, I think keeping secrets -- perhaps even knowing the other was keeping secrets, but pretending otherwise and never asking as a barrier for self-preservation -- protected their relationship in a way and has allowed them to get back to where they are now.

Like, when Jamie was first at Richmond and being a prick, I think there may actually have been genuine distance between them (I view the bonfire scene in the same way as you). In attempting to be the person his father wanted him to be, we know canon Jamie believes he forgot about making his mum proud. I imagine he distanced himself from her deliberately during that time especially because there was a part of him embarrassed or ashamed by who he had become, knowing he wasn't the best version of himself that she would want him to be.

I'm kind of liking the idea that they've only regained the very close relationship we saw onscreen since around the time of Jamie's second time at Man City onwards, and that it was only after Jamie started talking to a therapist that he was able to finally open up to his mum about his dad and the truth of everything that went down between them. They're extremely close again now, like they were when he was young, and he's finally at a place again where he can tell her everything, even what happened at Wembley...all of it.

For what it's worth, I interpreted the "thank you" part of Jamie's thank you/fuck you (imagined) speech to his father as less that Tartt Sr. has done specific things Jamie is grateful for, but more so that his father's general existence made him the person he is, and he is finally at peace with that. Thank you for giving me every reason to be a better man than you, sort of thing.

As for Simon, I agree completely. I'll echo the thoughts I read in a post I reblogged yesterday: Georgie waited until Jamie was stable and moved out of the house before getting serious with and settling down with him. To me Jamie not having a father figure in his life at all until James Tartt Sr. came back into the picture is an extremely pivotal part of his character, so it's engrained in me that it was just him and his mum for most of his childhood. I did not at all get Stepdad vibes in the sense that Simon had any part in raising Jamie. However, I do think it's nice they seem to get on well and that they have their own sort of bond now.

(Obviously this is all fully speculative, but that is what I have come up with, and it explains all the various ways Jamie has spoken about and interacted with his family in canon in the way that currently makes the most sense to me.)

#disclaimer that this is not the only interpretation just my interpretation etc. #jamie tartt #ted lasso meta #ted lasso #ted lasso spoilers #georgie tartt #(i hate assigning her the last name tartt but I want a proper tag for her so that's what it is for now) #asks #Jamie tartt’s mother

[cinamun]

I’m having to put on my big gworl panties to unpack MerSean…

I think the only ship these two should explore should be friendship. Do I like the fact that Sean has managed to finally uproot himself from the indent he has left in his couch for a night out? Absolutely

Do I fear for Sean’s (and Mercy’s) health and well being if they do a thing: Absolutely

Boffum need to heal but not together, in that way. I feel Mercy should find some new unproblematic, good dick from someone else. Like there’s gotta be someone else just kickin’ it at Sky Fitness or the Cupcake stand in Uptown…or like The Art Gallery or something. Getting in bed with Sean is too close comfort. I want to save the good sis the time & energy before she gives it away.

Not even making this be about Jay but I feel like he would lose it. Going from Bishop to Sean, just might send him to an early grave. But even his feelings aside…Sean just got off the couch. We don’t need any more “soul ties” (if that’s the right word) with unhealed/mentally unstable (respectfully) men. Especially since she’s had a taste of freedom for what…like 2 weeks…and idk if we can even call it freedom because she’s not fully outta the clear. She’s confident…and having a good time with her girl Indy but…in the clear…far from it. 👀

The ship I do think she should explore: that music teacher position at Copperdale that miss girl had been eying. I think her tickling the ivories at that funeral is the real reason miss ma’am is living her most confident-infused best life. Them keys put some pep in our girls step, we can’t deny that.

*Please feel free to give me a better word for mentally unstable, if you have one. 💛

Its the practical rationale for me Chae!!!

Because look, the good brotha Sean literally just buried his boy (rip to the homie). While its nice to get off the couch (he says as much to Darren) and get out, have a lil fun (see the hint of a smile on the Harley), we don't need to rush into anything. Sean is still seeing the good Doc about 3 times a week and its going to take awhile for the Doc to work on YEARS of projecting, trauma, feelings of failed parenting and now loss. Sean has work to do.

And did Mercy ever have an outlet after the passing of Mr. Jackson Carruthers, Jazz Pianist? Perhaps not... she couldn't even be found when Georgie passed away and Bertie really needed her. She buries her own feelings and feels like she deserves punishment. That just doesn't go away after one bomb ass night out with a bad ass bestie.

She still has baggage and the tag says Bishop. The flesh is weak.

I'm so glad you mentioned the Music Teacher that Mercy very much wanted to be but was told "I don't want you working". Chile....

And here comes her son, Professor of the Pianistic Arts at Britechester, always a waiting list to enroll in his course because he LOVES what he does and the students LOVE that. I digress....

All very, VERY good points to soak in as we imagine the possibilities of these two very complicated characters.

#chae with the big girl drawls! #we love that #story stuff #long post

[raewritesf1]

georgie changing little by little in the highschool genderbent au? yes. but max also experiencing the gf effect? yes. he stops being late all the time even to class (because georgie would be mad) and stops terrorising the student prefects when they try to enforce the rules (because georgie would be sad). they are truly experiencing some character development here wow they're chuck bass and blair waldorf but if they weren't sadists.

also brocedes parents they're the true childhood sweethearts like met when they were kids and grew up together and finally began dating when they were highschool (angry love confession during a school dance where lewis finally says fuck it because nico looks so lovely and happy and why isn't she with him, if you have seen 'flipped'). they graduate, get rich(er in nico's case, monaco princess ah well), get married, have two adorable demonic children and live happily ever after. georgie adored their love story growing up and secretly wanted what they had. only lando knew about the almost life long crush that she had on alex albon, their own childhood bff. only lando knew how heartbroken she was when he responded 'ha, never in your wildest dreams' to someone joking about georgie and alex together. it made her feel undesirable and she felt lost about love because it was kind of the only kind she felt she knew.

so when georgie starts dating max it worked in a way she didn't anticipate but was better than anything she imagined. - xoxo angst anon

Chuck and Blair if you take out literally all of the terrible things they do before and after they get together.

Brocedes are actually so flipped coded. Nico who meet Lewis when they were extremely young and fell for him immediately (baby Nico angrily huffing because Seb is talking to her Lewis >:( )though Lewis doesn’t feel the same and they get separated for a little and are reunited in high school when Nico starts questioning her long time crush on Nico just as Lewis is starting to realize his feelings for Nico. (Cue the winter formal and Lewis angrily huffing cause Jenson is dancing with Nico. His Nico >:( and he interrupts the dance and drag Nico away and finally does his whole angry confession and “cause you looking fucking stunning and your dancing with him when you should be with me!” >:(((( ) and they start dating and finally everything perfect minus that very small massive incident in college where they split up for a bit but everything is perfect and they grow up rich as hell and get a massive house and have two gremlin children

And Georgie fell in love with the story growing up. Her parent were always her idea romance and she always dreamed of having a love like theirs. So when she meet a young Alexander Albon in primary school she falls for hard him and she spend her whole youth being in love with Alex and just kind of assume that their going to be the perfect childhood friend to lover story like her parents. So when he kind of publicly (not realizing she can hear him) responds like that to the idea of being with her her world shatters (she ofc ends up in a car with Max going well over the speed limit because drowning your problems in alcohol and reckless driving is always the solution)

And in the end she falls for Max. Max who she met only 3 years after Alex. Max who she’s known for practically forever. Max who she hated near immediately after she met him. Max who’s been there through so much of her life she can’t really remember a time he wasn’t thereMax who she loves more than anything now.

I just think George looking for his childhood romance in Alex only to find it in Max is kinda neat :)

(Edit: the way I literally answered this days ago and just never forgot it was a drag and I had to change it to manually post)

#anyways #childhood enemies to lovers gax #I just think it’s neat #george/max #my asks #!!!genderbent hs au #wip: gax genderbent hs au

[quinnick]

hi. if you would like. infodump. about literally anything. games, books, hc's, etc. ramble to your hearts content. if you don't want to, have these funky guys as an offering of peace

I read the worry worm and it made me so happy. Kind of having an anxiety moment(tm) so sorry if this is wild

Time to info dump on my blog about IT. I love everything about IT but IT. I think the concept of a monster that attacks people using their imagination and can therefore also only be defeated by imagination is ingenious. The idea that it feeds off of hate because hate creates fear and the way someone could use this to explore the fear minorities faced during certain time periods and how we should be working together to make everyone feel safer otherwise we are the real monsters? Peak horror

The idea that Pennywise is more of an allegory for the monsters that is bigotry and hate????? Using the outcasts as one of the ones to defeat the monster???? yes please!!

Sadly, Stephen fucking King wrote the book and no movie adaption has been able to do the concept justice. Stephen King is my enemy must I explain why his delivery is terrible??? The movies only feed on this more by not explaining the monster and not delving into the themes. Also, ironically, the bigotry of everyone gets in the way of fully exploring the story and it's themes.

Not to mention a million things that could have been cut. Using Native American culture as a plot device???? No thanks ! The kids winning by... bullying... the monster????? Delete from my mind.

The scary moments are also awfullllll. Mostly discussing 2017/2019 because I am more familiar with them. Eddie's nightmare????? Delete delete delete. I need something new. Fresh. Not this weird zombie rip off?????? What???? Also, if we are going with the being gay in the 80s angle along with also having a fear of being sick, there are so many ways we could go !! Oh, and Richie ! I love him but he also needed a better fear. They actually went with the clown thing which is hilarious. The fear of death could have been a good way to go too but they barely delve into that. Oh, also, I think in the movies they should have explored more of his fear of losing his sight. That could be good. And all these fears can be tied into the marginalization of the characters in a way to tie by to the themes

Also Mike, Mike my main man is the only one with a scary fear scene. Only complaint is there wasn't more of them !! Also they took Mikes thing away from him and gave it to Ben only to give it back to him in chapter 2????? Weird but go off I guess. I think the movie could also delve more into his trauma and more so to tie back to the.... ✨theme✨

Ben does not have a scary scene until chapter 2. This is also a good scary scene. 10/10. Just I needed more ! Also, Ben should not become... "super hot" Ben deserving of love if he is conventually attractive or not

Bill... Work yourself out Bill. Love Bill. Don't know what's wrong with him but love him. Play more into his guilt. Stop showing the fucking clown. Oooo, a good idea could be that maybe Bill hears Georgie's voice sometimes. The idea that Georgie is still out there and he is doing nothing constantly haunts him as he feels as if he continues to fail his brother.

Bev... Bev my beloved. She's perfect. The movie did the best with her trauma (best for the movie that is) by adding the hair cutting. Still don't know why Stephen Kings only plot for women is periods. He should get that checked out or smth idk. I would just explore more her pain of getting bullied. It can't be easy on her to have the constant weight of society's views of her.

Also, cut the weird copaganda shit out of the movie. No, I will not sympathize with Henry but I also don't think the movie should want me to cheer on cops beating the shit out of him??? Jesus.

I could go on my I shall not. End of story, someone hire me to direct IT pls pls pls. I swear I will let the gays kiss. I swear it

#ask #moots #quinnick answers #IT #IT chapter 2 #it stephen king #I talk a lot in the Richie and Eddie section but that is because I understand their storyline the most #and can speak on it

[wizardingdiaries]

🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

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George Weasley

By georgie-weasley

Spontaneous ☁️ one | two 🍂 - You were rich, pretty, smart, and everything George wasn't. According to George, you were untouchable.

By littlelonelyone

Forget You 🍂 - After a shared kiss between Reader & George, it causes a strange rift in their friendship. Neither of them wanting to risk losing something they’ve always had.

By potter-imagines

Pink Love Potions 🍂 - Fred and George ask the reader to smell a love potion and when she can only associate the scent with George she refuses to tell them. 

Library Confessions 🍂 - Some sort of best friends to lovers.

Sunday Morning 🍂 - George and Y/n have been dating for sometime now but hardly anyone in Hogwarts knows much about the couple.

By val-made-a-mistake

FIREWHISKEY. ☁️

By sergeantbuckybarnes

rumour has it 🍂 - You and George had a perfect relationship, but everything crumbles when you are told that he’s cheating on you.

mastermind ☁️ - You like Fred but he doesn’t seem to reciprocate your feelings, so you ask George to fake date you to get his twin's attention.

it’s definitely you 🍂 - George doesn’t have the courage to ask you out, so Fred gives him a hand, but things don’t go as planned.

forget me not 🍂 - Your parents aren’t very pleased when they find out you are dating George Weasley, so they decide to take the matter into their own hands.

sweet nothing 🍂 - You’ve had a crush on George for a while, but he doesn’t seem to notice you… until he does.

By sunrisefairy

red cheeks and sunsets 🍂🪐 - George has been pining over Y/N for far too long and Fred decides to give his twin a little push. 

Chocolate ☁️✨🪐 - Y/N drunkenly confesses her feelings for George thinking it is actually Fred she’s talking to.

Love songs ☁️✨🪐 - Y/N and George realize they have feelings for each other, feelings you probably shouldn’t have for your best friend. 

Sketches ☁️✨🪐 - Y/N likes drawing people. More specifically, she likes drawing George Weasley.

Cameras and crushes ☁️🪐 - Y/N is used to being a background character. But more recently she longed for someone to see her.

By helnjk

Sweater 🍂 - The 5 times George Weasley sees you in his sweater and the 1 time you get your own. 

All I’ve Ever Known 🍂 - George finds her extremely intriguing, the way she spends her days drawing and creating art.

Stitching Together ☁️ - reader owns a shop in diagon alley and one day they walk into WWW and George knocks over a whole display, he is a complete SIMP & cannot compose himself.

By george-fabian-weasley

Shower Buddy ☁️🪐 - You asked him to join you in a shower, and it’s absolutely the best decision you ever did.

Smell Like Pink 🍂 - You tried to comfort George as the poor boy had a rough day, and what better way to do it than washing his hair?

By hxlyhead-harpies

The Only Exception 🍂 - (Y/n) swears that she will never fall in love. George is determined to change that.

Don’t Call Me Kid 🍂 - When her soulmate’s name appears on her wrist on her twentieth birthday, (Y/n)’s heart stings with betrayal when she finds out who it is.

By weasleydream

Grenade 🍂 - “I would rather be hurt and be with you than be okay without you”

By iwritesiriusly

When Everything Changes 🍂

Slow Dancing 🍂 - Dancing in the rain with Georgie.

By awritingtree

A Dance 🍂 - A telling of George and Y/N’s first date, The Yule Ball.

Never Let Go of You 🍂 - Y/N is absolutely gutted to find her boyfriend, George Weasley, come back to the Burrow with a missing ear, bloodied and unconscious.

By willowbleedsonpaper

Three Means Love ☁️✨ - Squeeze three times for I love you.

By coffee--writes

Two Lonely Fools 🍂 - In which, George Weasley and Y/N Potter are two lonely fools brought together by something as cliché as a ball.

The Art of Sneaking Around 🍂 - In which, your boyfriend, George Weasley convinces you to sneak out with him. 

By selenes-sun

Not Again 🍂 - “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you.”

By heloisedaphnebrightmore

Fools in love 🍂 - Your best friend, George has been gone for 3 months, but when he finally decides to come back, you welcome him in a warm embrace which none of you can step away from.

By iliveiloveiwrite

Teas and Tisanes 🍂 - nightmares, panic attacks, and fluff.

Love is all you need 🍂 - “Take my bed for the night. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Pick Me, Choose Me, Want Me 🍂 - angst with a happy ending, unrequited love?

Falling 🍂 - A timeline of your love for George Weasley.

Meant To Be ☁️✨ - he asks her to teach him to dance for the yule ball, but then they fall in love.

Sleepy Cuddles 🍂

Awful Days Lead to Better Nights 🍂 - “Can I stay with you tonight?”

To Comfort and Heal 🍂 - don't speak, just... kiss me.

#mine

[linktoo]

MAG S4

oogfh here comes the concerns

I have lots of thoughts about S4 but all in all I DID enjoy it. I really did. But I also think this was the season that really exposed the prevalent writing flaws that tma had in general. 

I think first of all with S4 is that it was much harder to get through all of a sudden compared to S3’s brisk pace - there wasn’t enough levity. Not enough humour, and I can't stress how important the humour is in this damn story. I needed a giggle every ep even when it was dramatic and serious. And it made it emotionally difficult. (I know that's the point.)

I think I understand what particularly bothers me about S4 and honestly a prevalent problem in tma in general and it has to do with the fact it gets a little stale when people are so venomously angry for no reason. There is a lot of misdirected anger that was directed towards Jon - and I’m not just saying that as the audience just gets to see Jon as the most sympathetic. I like the conflict more when it's people struggling to understand and failing. Jon's a pretty good example because he's figuring out the best way to care but also succumbing to his own issues and faults. and I think the other characters don't get that same sort of treatment (Tim, Basira, Melanie, etc). And I get the audience wants to root for Jon, I really do. but the complaints make a lot of sense to me because it doesn't feel like anyone's trying to figure out the root issue and just stay angry all the time. people can be withdrawn for more complicated reasons. even with the Lonely/Ghost bullet very obviously affecting everyone it just feels. less human I guess. you can be resentful but there should be a push and pull tug, not "Everyone Hate Jon" party (especially when Elias was much more brutal in S3). There's more nuance to that and the podcast often fails to give them enough space to try. I think the closest they get to it is Melanie’s conflicting feelings, all of her trust being destroyed for her life to be saved. That was fun. I liked that. 

Other than that though, the plot beats are really good. REALLY GOOD. I think about the ocean door metaphor a lot because OF COURSE I DO it’s absolutely devastating that this analogy is explained to basira, who then never actually applies his explanation to anything useful. 

And now it’s time to accept that Jon's use of powers no matter how important it is to "the story" is traumatizing innocent people... it's hard to accept but as an audience you seriously have to fucking understand why no one trusts him at the institute even though he's nice. Also EXCELLENT use of a statement that wasn't compelled but also very comprehensive. That voice acting was incredible. it's MARTIN taking that statement it's already hard for us (rooting for Jon) I can't even imagine being in his position wanting to protect Jon over and over and over with his own life and hearing THIS. He has to actively hope Jon made this horrible decision because otherwise the only other option is that Jon is completely gone, and it's so upsetting,

Also I absolutely need Melanie/Georgie fics of them falling in love at the Institute. the implied emotions and feelings of that whole thing with JON, GEORGIE’S SUPERNATURAL EX BEING THE CENTER OF IT ALL. before they were decidedly going to live together like WHAT

And then the ending to S4. God what a culmination of everything we learned about, finally the payoff we’ve all been looking forward to. I know Jonny and Alex said it was really hard to nail the Jon and Martin dynamic because they have SO FEW INTERACTIONS in S4, and I like to imagine it really helped with their care in terms of writing them. Martin really shows the work he’s been planning in order to save Jon. Jon’s final mark is him willingly going to save Martin, no matter what. Elias’s wager being entirely based on his realization of the lengths they’d go for each other. “I see you” what a powerful way to reclaim a running motif, a twisted phrase in this story. The “hello Jon” statement. Seriously this was so fucking awesome and a great payoff for a bit of a bit of an unsteady, but jampacked season. I honestly saw S4 in its entirety and thought “yeah. You know what? S5, no matter what happens, I can trust the creators to at least create something satisfying and awesome at the end, they can stick the landing.” And that continued to be my confident assumption starting S5 (Spoilers. I regret believing that.)

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#tma #the magnus archives #linktoo rambles #I'll take awhile before I finish up my S5 notes IM JUST A LITTLE BIT MISERABLE OK

[batmads-ao3]

Across The Universe

Detroit: Yuri’s done the math. He done the research and the consideration and the planning. This will be his last year of competitive figure skating, and this time next year, he’ll be moving on to grad school. No matter what, though, Yuri hopes to hold onto Victor in any way that he can. Even if he has to compromise and change his own dreams to do it.

St. Petersburg: Victor is tired of compromising. Tired of having dreams deferred, of stealing moments in the off season and after competitions to spend time with Yuri. The way he sees it, there are only two options: keep Yuri in competitive skating, or find a way to stay by Yuri’s side after this year is through. Because if there’s anything that Victor knows for certain, it’s that he’s never letting anything come between him and his soulmate ever again.

But how far are Yuri and Victor willing to go to protect the other’s dreams? And with a whole universe separating them, will a soulmate bond really be enough to hold them together when it matters most?

**Part Three of the Defy the Stars Trilogy**

Soulmates!AU • College! AU(kinda) • Happy Ending

Read Chapter Thirty-Five here!

In which Victor's heart begins to get mended, but Yuri still frets over Victor's emotional well-being.

Posting every Friday (ish), chapter preview below the cut

Yuri was gone when Victor woke up. Panic spiked through him as he realized the bed next to him was empty, and that Yuri’s keys and credentials were gone from where he’d left them on the desk in the corner last night, but then he looked over and saw the note on the nightstand. He was glad there was no one else in the room to witness how desperately he snatched it up, or how desperately he read it. 

Vitya—

Had to go and get a few things. Didn’t want to wake you. Back soon. Promise. 

Yuri 

Back soon. There was sunlight streaming through the crack in his curtains already. He didn’t know when Yuri had left, but he hoped his soulmate meant it when he said “back soon.” Victor’s heart was thundering, and he didn’t know if he could really stand it if Yuri wasn’t “back soon.” It would be too easy to convince himself that he’d imagined last night, even with proof to the contrary in his hands. Still, he pulled himself out of bed and tugged on a sweatshirt in lieu of an actual shirt. Perks of having Yuri back in his bed: it had been much easier to feel warm last night. Because these apartments were awfully, dreadfully cold. Victor spent most of his life in an ice rink in Russia, and he was pretty sure this was actually colder. 

Georgi was sitting on the couch in the common room when Victor walked out, also bundled up, eating a bowl of cereal and watching the morning ski races on their TV. Victor raised his brows at the sight, but went to puddle about in their kitchenette for coffee or breakfast of his own. 

“Yuri said you can’t go anywhere; he took your keys so he could get back in when he came back,” Georgi said. 

He didn’t look away from the TV when he said it. Which made Victor afraid to ask too many questions. Georgi watching skiing was one thing. Georgi watching skiing to avoid looking at people was a far worse situation. 

“When’d he leave?” Victor asked. 

“About twenty minutes or so ago?” Georgi said. “I don’t know. He should be back soon. He said he would be.”

Continue on Ao3

#yuri on ice fic #yuri on ice #yoi fic #yoi #victuuri fic #victuuri #Yuri!!! on ice #victor nikiforov #yuri katsuki #phichit chulanont #yuri plisetsky #georgi popovich #christophe giacometti #makkachin #celestino cialdini #yakov feltsman #mila babicheva #does include oc's #chasing starlight #defy the stars trilogy #posted fic #after we saw the stars #across the universe #awsts: atu #prayer circle for georgi everyone homeboy is not doing okay #lover some pillow talk from Yuri and Victor though :) #this is not a loud chapter but it's one of my faves

[daisyachain]

my one 100% solid headcanon for The Magnus Archives is that John and Georgie met in the paranormal research section of the uni library and that John was so embarrassed to be found there that he started a conversation in self-defence, which revealed Georgie to be a really funny, personable gal who took the supernatural as seriously as he did. By the time he realized what was going on, she’d already asked him on a coffee date and he’d accepted

#kelsey liveblogs the magnus archives #from what we know about john he doesn't really seek out serious personal friendships let alone romance #(he considers plenty of people friends but he doesn't proactively keep up with them outside of work) #so the only way i can imagine him and georgie getting together is georgie going 'oh he's genuine and charming and he has similar interests' #and john being carried away on the wave of friendly library girl and latching on to her after three actually-good dates #the other less solid hc is that they were together for quite a while (3-5 years) because they got on so well/never had a reason to break up #but then once they got into the zone where they seriously had to talk about the long term... #john got scared of a) the implications of a committed partnership when you are a traumatized young paranormal researcher #b) his own preconceptions/misconceptions about how a relationship could go with an allo person once you make that commitment #in his mind they left on bad terms because he ended the relationship out of his own fear/mistrust of georgie #(she may or may not have called him on it at the time) #and in georgie's mind she still considers him a good friend because they were really close for quite a while and enjoy each other's company #and ultimately if you're afriad of going on in a relationship then you may as well end it. so she can't blame him

[rons-wheezely]

224 || G.W.

George Weasley x Reader, Soulmate AU

Genre: Fluff, humor

Summary: Each soulmate pair receives a special number to them, and them only, on the day they’re born into this world. The placement on the body can vary, so people usually keep to themselves unless they fancy someone or it’s displayed somewhere public. How do you go around explaining to your best friend that he’s the one?

A/N: i have been so inactive, I’m so sorry rip I am going to try to post a fic here and there, but I’m still a student doing student things... This blog recently turned 2 years old, and has reached about 300 followers, so thank you so much for those of you who have found me in the piles of other wonderful works :) I love you all from the bottom of my heart.

--x--

“Oh, do forgive me, Georgie,” you playfully shove him out of the way. He stumbles away from the shelf containing the last package of Fizzing Whizbees in time for you to snatch it into your hands. You hear him chuckle as he regains his balance behind you. It’s suffocatingly crowded with fellow students in Honeydukes, so he leans in close so you can hear him. 

His warm breath comes close to your ear, saying with a soft laugh,” At least share, alright?”

You tapped your chin thoughtfully as the smile plastered on your face turned into a smirk. You make your way to the cashier with George close behind. The candy in the box shake in your hands, and the decorative ring you’re wearing on your middle finger glimmers in the shop’s light. You call over your shoulder,” If you win the next match against Slytherin, I might.” 

This statement alone had George fist pump the air in satisfaction. Even if he lost, you would most likely share it anyways –– to cheer him up, of course. You two have been best friends since your first year when you cleverly evaded one of the twins’ pranks. It was a lucky guess, but the outcome left Fred and George tangled in a mess of burping up slugs for three hours. It was an easy friendship after that, other than the secret feelings you harbored for George, that is. 

Soon enough, the match came and the sight was an absolutely thrilling one. You watch as each player flies by, and each time the wind sweeps your hair in every direction. Fred and George are on a spectacular streak, and they never once miss the bludger. Thankfully you had a pair of binoculars and Lee Jordan’s commentary; the team was so small in the air that it was hard to tell what was happening.

Harry Potter was no doubt going to catch the snitch, and here he comes now swooping in underneath his teammates. He’s almost flat against his broomstick, urging it to go faster before Malfoy could get to the fluttering golden speck. All eyes are on Potter, and the boy is mere inches away. Just as his nimble fingers wrap around the snitch, another Gryffindor teammate drops from the air.

You can hear the subtle gasps from a few in the crowd who noticed. The Gryffindor team were too enraptured with Harry’s catch to notice that one of them was dropping ten, twenty, thirty meters to the ground. “George!” You cried.

As if sending a telepathic message to the other twin, though it is most likely he heard you yell as clear as day, Fred swoops down to save his brother from impact. You notice now that you're standing on your feet and leaning on the railing that separates you from your best friends on the field. You watch on in horror as Fred barely makes it in time. The breath you didn’t know you were holding finally escapes you, and your surroundings come back all at once. 

You hear the deafening silence and the sound of the wind blowing by. No one moves as they watch Fred land on the ground with George. It was Lee who ended the tension,” And with that, Gryffindor earns 130 points and has won the match…” 

All at once, everyone in the stands scrambles to get out. Elated with Harry’s catch and the twins’ safety, the student body goes their separate ways. You follow them as well and weave your way through the crowd to get to Fred and George. Panic fills your lungs, and every fiber in your body screams to make sure they’re okay.

“Fred!” You call out,” Are you two alright?”

“Yeah, no harm done to me,” he sighs,” –– Other than this git. A bludger whacked him straight on the side and he passed out on his ride down.” 

“It looks like it hurts… but it’s nothing Madame Pomfrey can’t handle, right?” You wince. You try to convince yourself that George is just sleeping a very deep, restful sleep.

“I reckon he’ll be fine, y/n.” Fred winks your way with a sly grin. “Visit him lots, yeah?”

Madame Pomfrey refused to let anyone in until she was done running some tests. When she finally let you visit, you rushed to sit next to George’s bedside. He stirred at your frantic movements and opened an eye to see you. “It’s not that bad is it?” He chuckles.

“She said that you’ve broken a few ribs, but you’ll be alright.” You smile. 

George sits up slowly, pretending to be in agonizing pain. You worry for a bit and reach out to him on instinct, but he laughs and tells you he’s okay. His torso is wrapped entirely with gauze over his clothes, and there are a few bandages wrapped around his forearms as well. Pomfrey had drawn a blanket over George earlier, so the white sheet still covered the lower half of his body. A moment goes by, and you hear a soft wheeze leaving George’s lips. “You don’t suppose my soulmate is into beaten up ginger-heads, do you?”

“Well,” you mull over your words. Pretending to take his question seriously, you answer,” they would have if you were Fred..” You laugh a little as you catch the glint in his eyes –– the mischievous one you had grown to love. 

“Oh, if only I looked exactly like that bloke.” He jokes. His head falls a little forward as he laughs. His gaze is drawn to his lap, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d say that he looked like those shy love interests in romantic muggle films. 

You notice that his fiery hair is covering his eyes, and your body compels you to get another glimpse of that wonderful boy’s face. Ever so gently, you reach your hand out and tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear. When your fingers curve around the back of his ear, you notice a few dark marks of what looks like a tattoo. Your eyebrows furrow together in confusion. You go to move more of his hair out of the way, but he turns his eyes to you. 

“Are you getting handsy with me y/n? Tryin’ to make a move, are you?” He smiles, but there is a small panic in his eyes as they frantically search yours. “You could’ve just asked me out, you know.”

“Is that your soulmate mark?” You ask.

“Maybe.”

“Well,” you huff playfully,” I might be able to tell you who your soulmate is. I might cry if your soulmate is Madame Pomfrey, though.”

“Is that a bad thing?” He asks, a playful tone in his voice.

"Georgie, please don’t tell me you have a thing for milfs.”

It takes everything in him to hold back his laughter. George pulls his hair back to reveal the numbers 224 etched behind his left ear. Your breath catches in your throat, but you try to hide your very obvious shock. 224 was a number you knew too well, and seeing that number reflected on your best friend’s skin meant that your deepest feelings were true. It’s okay to be in love with George because now... now there is chance he feels the same way.

Your mark is tattooed on the band of your middle finger, which is usually covered up by jewelry. You fidget with your rings nervously, trying to ground yourself all the while. George doesn’t pay too much attention to it when he says,“Fred has his numbers on his right ear. I might be the right-hand man, but he’s lucky enough to be the right-ear man.”

You laugh at his really bad pun,” Really? Out of all of the ear jokes, you chose that one?” 

“It made you laugh, didn’t it?” He nudges you with his shoulder, and you can’t help but giggle some more.

“Would you like to hear a fun fact?” You ask. You gulp down all of the fear that has started to swallow you whole. You are George’s soulmate. The idea buzzes in your head along with a million other thoughts. George nods for you to continue, and you fight the panicked urge to scream. “...In the muggle world, they have such advanced technology.”

“Yeah, dad would know––” George interjects for a second.

“The numbers 224 actually hold a meaning to them. It’s something like a code–– it’s related to their fancy devices I think? Anyways,” you take a deep breath. You remember vividly the details your friend went to great lengths explaining to you. 

“Your number is all kinds of special, y/n!” Mae beams at you. Her eyes twinkle in an amusing manner as she tries to prove herself. A soft thud could be heard when her hands meet with the common room table, and she quickly jumps to her feet. “Imagine, having such a fantastic number as that!” She exclaims with awe.

“I don’t understand?” You bemusedly remark. Why would numbers hold more meanings beyond your standard soulmate reason?

“My brother loves binary code, a certain muggle science,” she explains,” and he told me a few meanings. One of them being yours! Now, if only fate would tell us who your soulmate was...”

If Mae were in this room, she would be bursting at the seams from pure glee. You look into George’s eyes and say,” ...the numbers actually mean something along the lines of ‘Today, Tomorrow, Forever.’ It has to do with the bond you and your soulmate have together.“

He blinks once or twice before breaking out into a grin,” Okay, can you say it again but,” he emphasizes,” simpler, maybe?

“––it means that your soulmate will love an accident-prone idiot like you forever and always,” You joke halfheartedly.

The familiar gleaming smile he wore after a successful prank creeps up onto his face: one of self satisfaction and deserving of many awards based on looks alone. His smile is much gentler and you almost miss it, but a blush tints the very tips of his cheeks. “Oh? wait ‘till dad finds out that numbers have meanings to muggles. How’d you know all of this anyway?”

“Oh, it’s just something my friend talked to me about.” You dismiss his questioning gaze and clear your throat. Every second that passes makes you more and more anxious being around George, simply just by knowing you two are soulmates. It’s a dream come true, sure. But how do you go around explaining to your best friend that he’s the one?

“Are you alright, y/n?” George asks. “You seem real fidgety. Do you need to go somewhere?”

“Oh–– no, it just that,” you gulp. “Well.. I think left the Fizzing Whizbees back in my dorm room.” You lie. You know it’s in your bag with your other belongings, safely tucked away for later consumption. “Post-game snacks are essential, and I did make a promise.”

“Are you sure you left it there? I thought I saw it in your bag...” He leans over to find your bag, and sure enough, he pulls out the box of candy.

“Oh.” You look at him. There’s an awkward pause before he clears his throat.

“You’ve really got to get yourself together mate–– looks like Nearly Headless Nick showed you his neck hole again or something.” George jokes to lighten the mood, but he’s right. The longer you sit there and stare at him, the more you either want to slam your lips against his or vomit profusely. You feel pale and sickly; just enough to feel the twists and turns of your stomach. Is this what having butterflies feel like? He opens the bag of candy and offers you some.

You share the box of whizbees with him, taking one out and popping them into your mouth. It fizzes and jolts a little as the sweet taste melts on your tongue. “I think maybe Fred slipped something to me earlier,” you avert your gaze,” I’m not sure.”

“Yeah, sounds like Fred.” George grabs your hand and looks you in the eyes. He’s rubbing soothing circles on your hands, and it does seem to relax some of your nerves. He looks at you softly and gently, and all at once, your anxiety starts to melt away in his presence. You almost forget why you’re so worried in the first place. “You know I’m not going anywhere. If you have to take a massive shit, I’ll wait for you.” He says as he pats your hand reassuringly.

You erupt into laughter and shove him away. “And here I thought we were having a moment.”

“Nothing says true love like bowl movements, darling.”

As the laughter dies down, the somber feeling in your gut returns. It’s now or never, right? “George, I think I need to tell you something. I—“

Fred bursts into the door with Lee following shortly behind. “There’s my favorite twin!” He beams. He gets a disapproving look from Madame Pomfrey peering around the corner from her office. Fred doesn’t pay much attention, choosing to walk past her with barely a glance over his shoulder. George rolls his eyes as Fred happily trots over, spilling some liquid from two mugs in his hands. “—had to have Lee help sneak these in for the party, which you lot are missing out on.” He hands you a mug of butter beer and George, the other.

You decide to drop the subject even after George was free from the hospital bed. It’s a few weeks since then, and school has made you push those thoughts of pesky soulmates and true love aside. Of course, George kept looking at you funny, waiting for you to bring it up again. To his dismay, you didn’t.

“Alright everyone, class is dismissed.” Professor Sprout announces as she busies herself in setting up plants for the next day. It’s the last class of the day, and you couldn’t be happier. Repotting plants was hard work, and you were sweaty enough as it is. Beads of sweat dripped down the side of your face, and as much as you hated it, it did make for good eye candy across the room — namely George, although there’s a lot of dirt smudged onto his face too.

He’s cleaning up rather quickly so you call out to him,” Can you grab my rings, Georgie? They’re over there by my bag.” You had to remove jewelry in order to “safely handle” the creatures and wear proper gloves. Those of which you hastily pull off to wash your hands. The suds come and go as you lather and rinse away in the sink.

“Today, tomorrow, forever eh?” George’s deep voice rumbles in your ear. You jump a little at the sudden scare. “I think I like the sound of that, don’t you?”

You turn your head a little to the side and come very close to George’s face. You can feel his breath fanning on your skin, and his nose is just barely touching yours. You fear that if you blink, the sight in front of you will vanish. Every freckle that glitters his skin is so close you could count them like the stars and draw constellations between them if you wanted to. It’s absolutely breathtaking. Your body feels like it’s on a cloud— so feather light and airy— as he smiles at you. Your throat is dry; your tongue struggles to keep up with your thoughts. “...what?” You choke out. You cover your hands on impulse, but you know it’s too late.

“It means you’re stuck with me forever, y/n.” He grins. “Soulmate magic is no joke, you know.” He hands you your rings and walks beside you out of the greenhouse. You slip the rings on to your middle finger where it’s always resided, deciding to fidget with it a little.

Nothing should be different. You’re walking with George in the hallways like you always do, your hair is no different than yesterday, and class was the same as an other day. And yet your heart is beating faster and the sun seems to shine brighter. The grass is greener and the lake bluer than it was this morning. Words remain unspoken, but the truth is there. His fingers are interlocked with yours. 224.

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Kinktober Day 1 - George Weasley

Kinktober Day 1!! Pairing: George x Reader Warnings: Minors, DNI!! Contains dry humping, dirty talking, degradation and mentions of female receiving oral! tags:  @feltondarling @pandaxnienke @raerae27@hufflrpuffforfred  @theweasleysredhair @dracoswhore007@amourtentiaa @lexymoniqu @p0tat0nug @levylovegood@mischiefisbeingmanaged @littleweaslette @inglourious-imagines@darthwheezely @rosaliepostsstuff @hufflepuff-babe@frecklesandfirecrackers  @prismarts @thisismysketchbook@freds-slut  @izzyyy-1 @gwhogwartslover  @rqmanoff @amarabln@omghufflepuff @jorduhnn @edithreads  @hey-kenna @hpslutt (If your name is crossed out I couldn’t tag you!)

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It all started out very innocently. They were just going to relax, chill out and watch a film together. No  talk about work or what things they needed to get done over the weekend. Just some snacks, a fluffy blanket and cuddling. A simple, enjoyable evening.

A few minutes into the film George puts his arm around Y/N’s shoulders, and pulls her in closer so that she’s half sitting on the sofa and half sitting on his lap. She gives him a look and George shrugs it off, simply stating that he wanted her to be closer. Y/N brushes it off, thinking it’s sweet that her boyfriend is being so needy and refocuses her attention on the film.

That is until a few minutes later when George readjusts their position again and pulls her so she’s now sitting fully on his lap, with his arms wrapped loosely around her waist. Again, Y/N thinks nothing of it, and just settles against his chest.

But, after that it seems like George could just not stop fidgeting. If he isn’t shifting in his seat he is gripping her hips to move her to a new position on his lap or adjusting the hold he has on her waist.

Y/N tries to ignore it at first and focus on the film, but as George shifts again she can’t help but feel something hard pressed against her ass, and it dawns on her why George has been acting so strangely. She grins to herself as George settles down for the time being and decides to enact a little revenge on her boyfriend.

So she starts much like George did, by simply shifting her hips around like she’s trying to find a comfortable position to sit in. But with each movement she presses down harder, making her ass drag against the spot where George’s cock tents the front of his trousers. The movement of her hips tugs on her own jeans, and Y/N can feel how wet she’s getting from the friction, making it harder and harder to keep her own moans in. Y/N keeps going until George lets out a groan he tries to disguise as a cough and his hands grip her hips tightly.

“Everything alright, Georgie?” she asks, lacing her tone with fake concern.

“Yeah, yeah, all good. Right as rain, me,” George rambles nervously. “Everything alright with you? You’re moving around quite a bit.”

“Oh was I?” Y/N responds, trying to sound as innocent as possible while keeping her laughs in. “I’m sorry, love, just trying to get comfortable. I didn’t mean to,” she pauses, taking a moment to wiggle her hips again. “Distract you.”

George makes a choked off noise in the back of his throat and squeezes Y/N’s hips as she moves again. She can’t help but let out a giggle as George tries to subtly grind himself against her, but it quickly turns into a gasp as George slaps her thigh.

“You dirty little girl, Y/N. What a fun little game you’ve been playing, hm? Trying to get me to cum in my pants, aren’t you?”

“If anyone here is dirty it’s you, Georgie,” Y/N scolds, turning around so she’s straddling his lap. “You were being such a bad little boy, trying to get off without me noticing.”

“Maybe I wanted you to notice,” George points out as he starts to grind Y/N in his lap, letting his hips lift up to meet the movement. “Maybe I was hoping you’d be a good little slut and let me use your body. But instead you just had to be a little fucking tease.”

The seam of Y/N’s jeans presses against her clit as George moves her, making her let out a moan. She twists the front of his t-shirt in her fingers as she starts to move of her own accord, soft grunts falling from her lips as little jolts of pleasure zip through her cunt.

“Godric look at you, already so desperate to cum,” George chuckles, gripping the side of Y/N’s neck as she tilts her head back to moan. “But only good girls get to cum, isn’t that right, Y/N? And I don’t think you’ve been a very good girl.”

“Please, please,” Y/N begs as she starts to grind her hips quicker, her toes curling as she gets closer and closer to cumming. She can practically feel George’s cock throb in his trousers as they move against each other and she knows her underwear are a mess from how wet she is. “I’m so sorry, George. Please let me cum.”

George hums as he seems to think about it, his eyes drawn to their laps as he watches Y/N desperately grind against him. He can feel his own orgasm quickly approaching and a smirk graces his lips as he makes a decision.

“You wanna cum, baby? Then be a good girl and get me off first,” he demands, dropping his hands from her hips so Y/N has to move on her own. “If you can make me cum just from grinding in my lap I’ll eat that pretty pussy of yours until you’re screaming my name, okay?”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Y/N sobs as she works her hips harder, trying her hardest to make George cum first. She’s not sure how their quiet, cute evening at home turned into this but now the only thing on her mind is her desperate urge to cum. Her cunt throbs from the friction and she starts to press down into George’s lap harder as she moves, reveling in the way he moans for her at the pressure.

“Fuck, fuck. Just like that baby,” George praises as Y/N whines in his lap. His thighs are shaking as his orgasm approaches and he can’t help but grab her hips to move her just as he needs to push himself over the edge. “Oh yes, baby, fuck,” he groans as he cums, leaning forward to press his face in the crook of Y/N’s neck.

Y/N yelps as George suddenly flips them over, her breathing heavy as he pushes her down against the sofa and his hands start to fumble with the button of her jeans.

“Your turn,” he teases with a wink as he pulls her jeans down to her thighs, the film they put on long forgotten.

#George weasley #George weasley smut #George Weasley imagine #harry potter kinktober #kinktober 2021

[pineapple-lover-boy]

I can just imagine what Yuri living with Victor and Yurio in Russia would be like:

He and Victor sharing an apartment and bed because let’s be honest, they’ve already done this before

Yuri training with the rest of the Russian bunch and becoming Yakov’s favorite because he’s the only one that’ll put consideration into what Yakov says (still doesn’t listen most of the time though)

Yuri asking different things about Russian culture and monuments

Yurio cutting Victor off before he can speak because he’ll be damned if he isn’t the one to tell Yuri everything

Yuri meeting Yurio’s grandfather and gushing over the food he makes

Grandpa makes a sly comment to Yurio later about how he should keep Yuri and Yurio seriously thought about it

Yuri giving Georgi some relationship advice and how kisses do not work for problem solving

Seriously, him and Georgi becoming friends cause all we got to see of him was jealousy and being heartbroken

We deserve more Georgi content, end of discussion

He and Victor collectively laughing when Mila pulls her antics on Yurio

Victor not laughing all that much when Mila starts flirting with Yuri, whether she wants to get on Victor’s nerves or not

Lilia actually warming up to Yuri because of his determination and also cause he knows ballet pretty and can move like a woman~

Another one hopping on the Yuri Squared train

Victor catches on and just decimates everyone by dipping Yuri, while on the ice, and having a full on make out session right there

Coincidentally, the topic of Yuri Squared is never brought up again

Probably cause of Yakov’s yelling, Georgi’s crying, and Yurio’s barfing

After hours Yuri, Victor, and Makkachin cuddle up together on the couch while watching a movie (definitely something Disney cause Victor is still shit at Japanese, Yuri still hasn’t mastered Russian, and they’re both children)

Who falls asleep first depends on who worked more but most of the time it’s Yuri because Victor always makes him little spoon for his ego and Victor is just so warm when wrapped around him

Victor never carries Yuri to the bed

Either Victor stays cuddled up with Yuri as he sleeps

Or he just lazily throws a blanket on top of him while dragging Makkachin to the more comfortable bed

Yuri is the first to wake up in the morning, surprisingly

If they have work then it’s Victor, otherwise it’s Yuri

Victor is incredibly lazy when he knows he has nothing to do

Luckily Yuri always knows how to cook something because of his family’s business

When Victor wakes up first? Be prepared for burnt toast and mostly raw eggs

Either that or he doesn’t cook at all

On late nights when neither can go to sleep Victor will turn up the AC and run a hot bath to simulate the feeling of the hot springs

Whether he does this for Yuri or himself? We will never know

Since Makkachin can never control himself, there was one point where he jumped in the bath with them

And then shook the water off himself

They couldn’t get the smell of extremely wet dog off of them for days

Yurio is always there for sleepovers

I don’t care whether you ship it or not

He always ends up cuddling Yuri and kicking Victor off the bed on his sleep

Yurio was not allowed for sleepovers after the second night

But Yurio doesn’t give a shit

He now sleeps there almost every night

Father!Victuuri confirmed

Despite what people think, it is much more hectic when their in Russia than in Japan

As if anyone doubted that

But that’s the way they like it :)

Even though it was head canons from the start, this came out as way more Domestic!Victuuri than I thought it would be. But who’s complaining?

Bonus:

Otabek definitely comes to visit Yurio for a couple of weeks and this makes Father!Victuuri go from 10 to 100

Victor asks the more embarrassing questions

“So what are you planning to do with our little Yurio baby?”

“Yurio may be a raging kitten but he’s still small~”

“You saved Yurio from his fangirls that were stalking him? Say, how did you know when to become a knight in shining armor? Are you one of his angels?~”

Yurio almost kills Victor

Yuri asks more subdued questions

“How long are you planning on staying?”

Yuri’s mind: if he stays longer than a week then he has feelings. Wait. Are he and Yuri secretly dating? I should get Victor to ask.

“Do you like Russia?”

Yuri’s mind: would you be willing to stay with Yuri or would you whisk him away from us? *suspicious pork cutlet bowl noises*

Yurio begs Otabek never to come to Russia, or anywhere where Victor and Yuri are, again

“I’ll fly to you.”

Victuuri catch that part and automatically assume they’re dating aren’t they though

Now assuming knowing that it’s not a one sided relationship they kill Yurio by congratulating the both of them and being their sappy selves

Yurio stays in his room crying for hours until he gets a text from Otabek saying that he didn’t all the stuff that Victuuri said

What really got Yurio was the wink emoji he sent after

Killed twice in one day, brutal

This came out longer than I thought.

#yuri on ice #yuri katsuki #katsuki yuri #victor nikiforov #yuri plisetsky #yurio plisetsky #yuri on ice headcanon #victuuri #yuri x victor #orio #otayuri #otabek altin #otabek x yuri #yuri x otabek #yoi

[nat-20s]

I have not stopped thinking about this premise, so please take this Part 1 of a fic based on it (part 2) (final part)

~*~

It’s good, for a while.

Or, no. Not a while. A while implies a greater length of time then they were granted.

It’s good, for a bit.

They’re able to bring back the world, to shove the entities back into whatever realm they had been hovering in, only occupied by the individuals that either had been created out of fear, or gone from a human to a manifestation of the god that chose them.

They resolutely ignore how well Jon fits into that later category. They ignore that, with a push, Martin could too.

The first night after the tower has collapsed and the moon has returned, all five of them barely make it to Melanie and Georgie’s before falling asleep on the nearest viable surface, completely wrought out both physically and emotionally.

The second night, there is singing and sobbing, dancing and discussion, because they have the freedom of imagining a future. For Georgie, Melanie, and Basira, this will remain true.

Arranged by a much colder, but fairly tech savvy, Martin, a generous “donation” from the Lukas estate and severance pay from the now defunct institute, means they don’t have to work for years if they don’t desire it.

They don’t desire it.

Instead, they make their way back to the village and find a place that is very distinctly not Daisy’s cabin. Martin’s thrilled that it has a proper garden, even more so that it’s in disrepair and disarray. He has time- he has time, and some money, and he’s going to stick his hands in the soil and get dirt under his nails and create a space filled with life and beauty where there was once dilapidation. He will feel a form of contentedness he’d previously never experienced as fresh herbs and veg are added to Jon’s cooking. Martin will say it tastes so good because it’s made with love at every step, and Jon will tell him it’s from the spices, and they will exchange almost carefree kisses.

Jon’s thrilled by the bay window. Seemingly moments after moving in, far before they’ve properly unpacked, the window gets loaded with pillows and blankets and even a couple of soft toys. There’s a nightstand placed beside it, where Martin can set down tea and Jon can set down books. Jon spends the majority of his waking hours there, reading or recording the parts of his own story that hadn’t been captured in a web or simply gazing out at the pasture. He’s tired almost always, and while it takes quite a bit of convincing from Martin, he finally allows himself to rest.

The first year is akin to the tunnels. While he lacks energy and is on occasion forgetful, he doesn’t feel lost. He’s mostly well enough to cook, and to waltz with Martin in front of the fire, and even take the impulsive weekend trip somewhere special. It’s a rather slow-paced life, especially considering the rapid fire nightmares he’d grown accustomed to pressed under Jonah’s thumb, but it’s a wonderful one. The two of them are both constantly, gently amazed that they get this life at all.

The second year comes, and with it comes a progression for the worse. About a month past the anniversary of an undone apocalypse, Martin suggests it’s time they finally get their own cat, rather than just claiming co-parentship of The Admiral. When Jon simply gives him a smile that doesn’t reach  his eyes and replies that he’s not up for that sort of commitment right now, it finally sinks in that they’re working on borrowed time.

That’s all right. It has to be all right. There are only two options available: keep going, or stop. Martin thinks he can cope. He’s felt the presence of a sword hanging over his head since he was roughly eight years old. Just because the blade changes shape doesn’t mean he’s unequipped to deal with this.

And he’s good at it. He’s so fucking good at it for 95% of the time they get together. He neither ignores the elephant in the room nor drags it into conversations where it doesn’t belong. He doesn’t give in to the impulse to wrap himself around Jon and cry and cry and cry until there’s no feelings left to violently, mercilessly expunge. He almost never indulges in the pain of what’s to come, nor the pain of what’s happening. He provides support without being condescending or patronizing or helpful to the point of suffocation. Jon loses names, words, fragments of stories, and he usually manages to balance out his frustration. Jon goes silent, neither speaking nor signing nor writing, for two, three days at a time, and Martin either fills the air with chatter or lets the quiet breathe, depending on need. Jon accidentally compels him, once, maybe twice, and Martin can honestly say he feels no anger at it.

Martin is so good at it, and he’s rewarded for his strength by Jon’s good days, by the teasing comments and bright laughter and endlessly affectionate touches. He is rewarded by getting to be so, so in love, with, by some miracle, a man who is so, so in love with him.

It works. They force it to work. They force it to be good and soft and restful in a way that they never thought they could have once the sky first looked back. Then, ten months into the second year, Martin sets down Jon’s tea, and Jon answers with a “Thank you,”

And then a slightly too long pause.

And then a slightly too careful “-Martin.”

Jon’s name is a part of Martin’s being. It’s etched into his bones, circulated in his blood, and stitched on his heart. If he was losing his memories, or himself, Jon would be one of the last things to go. He knows that vice versa is also true.

Jon, for a moment, had forgotten his name, and the end of their time together has come. If Jon is going to get any better, if Jon is going to keep any of himself, he has to journey to that unknown realm incredibly soon.

That night, after Jon has fallen asleep, Martin sneaks out to the tube, rides to the end of the line, and in the privacy of an area that does not know him, he lets go of his resolve. Two, or maybe four, or maybe a lifetime of years of mourning come crashing down at once, and he lets himself feel all of the pain that crowds out every last thought. He’s raging and sorrowful and cursing every moment that’s led up too this. He cries until hyperventilation, the gasping breaths blacking the edges of his visions in a half-hearted threat of unconsciousness. He forgets his infinite gratitude to Jon for staying at all, just so that they had a bit more time. He forgets the thousands of reasons, big and small, that love is worth it, even in the face of loss. He forgets any attempts he’s ever made to make his grief poetic, writing of black ichor and white fog, instead of the reality of snot and sweat and ugly, horrible, animalistic noises that shouldn’t be possible with the human throat.

Then, eventually, impossibly, he breathes. He breathes, and he goes home, and he crawls into bed with the love of his life. Jon moves towards him even in sleep, and he clings on for whatever time they have left.

The next day, the beginning and end of their conversation about the incoming end is an offhand comment by Jon about how Annabelle will be crossing the threshold in three weeks time. With a nod and a hard swallow, Martin determines to make their final weeks together better than their first. As fondly as he remembers the brief peace of the safehouse, he thinks not being on the run from people trying to use and/or kill them grants them a leg up.

Together they come to the decision that the last week will be dedicated solely to each other, but the two weeks preceding them are the busiest they’ve had in years. They barely sleep, trying to jampack as much sight-seeing and company and experiences as they possibly can into the time. To a select few individuals, the ones who knew of anything about what they actually went through, Jon makes his official goodbyes. Everyone else, they just try to revel in the companionship, and if Jon is overly generous or sentimental, no one comments on it. Jon also, somehow, manages to finish up the more logistical tasks he has, putting the final touches on his recordings as well as his will. To Martin’s surprise, Jon gets them rings. They never made their marriage official, and Martin comments that it’s rather late in the game for that, all with a watery laugh. Jon quietly tells him that Martin doesn’t have to wear it, especially not after he’s gone. He further explains that he plans on wearing it wherever he ends up, so he can look at it and Remember, which sets the tightness in Martin’s throat off into proper crying.

Their final week, rings constantly on their fingers, is a fair approximation of perfect. It is humane, and intimate, and as joyful as prolonged goodbye can be. Even the tears that are present fall gingerly as the hum of rain outside. In a blink of an eye, it’s over, and they’re standing at a giant crack in reality, hands and breath held.

Annabelle is...also there. She glances over to them with a pseudo polite grin and asks, “Do you think I needed to pack anything? I hope the lack of luggage isn’t a terrible oversight.”

It’s clear she expects no real answer, shrugging at their lack of reaction. Then, in a moment of surprising generosity, she crosses over with no further comment then, “Well, see you on the other side, roomie,” and allows them their privacy.

This is it. This is where he loses Jon. Jon squeezes his hand, and the question that’s been on the tip of Martin’s tongue for two years finally bursts out. “Why can’t I come with?”

It comes out whiny. It comes out whiny and pathetic and childish and he means it with every fibre of his being. Jon sighs, runs his free hand through his hair, and answers, “Logistically speaking? You weren’t a full-fledged avatar before the apocalypse, which has resulted in you being, for all intents and purposes, human. There’s every likelyhood that the..portal, or threshold, or whatever you want to call it will simply either reject or kill you, which is, I think understandably, a risk I’m very much not willing to take. But, even without that-”

Jon lets go of his hand so that he can directly face Martin, and then cradle his face in his hands. Martin’s eyes automatically close against the tears and hands go up to wrap around Jon’s wrists. “-You can’t come with because I’m asking you not to. I’m- I’m asking you to stay here, and live your life, and- and fall in love or raise a child or get a dog or have a burning passion for stamp collecting or whatever it is that you want to do.”

Despite how much they’re burning, Martin forces his eyes open, and half-asks, half-sobs, “But why?”

Jon joins him in his tears, shrugging and laughing in the most helpless manner Martin’s ever heard from him. “Because I love you? Because..because I can’t here and I’m sorry to put this on you, but I also don’t think I can fucking go through with, with this if I don’t have a genuine hope that you’ll have a good life here.”

Voice barely audible, Martin asks, “How am I supposed to do that? How am I..how am I supposed to do that when my heart’s been forced into another world? “

Jon presses their foreheads together as he answers, “I should’ve put that in the will. I, Jonathan Sims, hereby bequeath Martin K Blackwood back his heart, for use as he sees most fit.”

Martin let’s out a weak chuckle and, in an amazing display of strength, stops it from transmogrifying into yet another sob. They let a few moments pass to simply breathe as one before Jon continues. “Do you..do you think you could promise me? That you’ll, um, try to be happy?”

Martin nods, moving Jon’s head with him, and lets out a deep breath. “Okay. Yeah. Yes, I promise.”

Jon’s responding “Thank you” is earnest enough to break his heart all over again, if he had anything more than shards to work with. They pull back just enough to be able to look at each other again. They exchange a final kiss, a final pair of “I love you”s, and then Jon’s gone.

As Martin stares at the empty space that Jon used to occupy, he knows he’ll keep his promise. But, he also knows he’s going to adhere to an older, deeper one. It may take longer than normal, but the truth of it is as implacable as it had been when he first made it.

Where Jon goes, he’ll follow.

#my fic #jonmartin #tma #jon sims #martin blackwood #>:) #i was gonna write part 2 and then post but i want attention now #also this made me cry multiple times writing it so I hope it has some Impact reading it hehehe #rotk-esque fic

[mcyt-peach]

hi peach! i havent been on your blog for long but i love your content, and congratulations on 300! you honestly desserve it! i was wondering for the event could you do george with a female reader? and could you do A, C, I, and Y? thank you :D

george - a, c, i & y

*:･ﾟ note: hi hi Nero!!! thank you for requesting and I'm so glad you enjoy my blog :)

A = Acceptance (How long did it take for them to accept that they were in love? What were they like after accepting it?)

Oh, it took him a loooooong time to realize his feelings about you. Sure. he’s had other friends who were girls, but he spent a long time trying to figure out if he wanted you as more than a friend. When he finally did realize that he was attracted to you, after an awkward conversation with Dream about whether or not he though his female friends were attractive, he was only a little different. He may be a bit more bashful around you, but he’s more or less the same, convinced treating you normally is the best way to go.

C = Confession (How did their confession go? Was it planned or was it out of the blue?)

George knew he’d have to create a script for his confession or it was never gonna happen. He spent a couple of nights on call with multiple of his friends. Dream, Sapnap, Karl, Quackity, Wilbur, he took any advice where he could get it. He was confident he’d made the perfect confession, but it became a lot harder to stick to the script when he finally called you. He stalls in the middle of sentences and his voice catches before he can finish. Luckily for him, you understand what he’s trying to get out, “I like you too, Georgie.”

I = Impression (What were their first impressions of their s/o?)

It may sound underwhelming, but what stood out to him was how relatable you were. George isn’t always the most confident, so being surrounded by people who are always sure of themselves can make him feel a bit self conscious. You’re down to earth and friendly in a way that removes his fears of not being the most outgoing person you know. To say he’s glad he accepted Dream’s call, despite never meeting you, is an understatement.

Y = Yearn (How much do they miss their s/o when they’re apart?)

George is used to being a bit isolated from his closest friends because of where he lives, so he thinks he’ll be fine. But what he’s not used to, is being able to talk to you and see you every day. If you’re busy, he’s left without a facetime or discord call and he seriously thinks he might be going through withdrawals without hearing your voice. It gets to the point where he zones out while staring at pictures of you, imagining what you’d be doing together if you were with him.

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[wizardingdiaries]

🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

🪐 already on notes | 🍂 to be read

Fred Weasley

By masivechaos

Put Your Head On My Shoulder 🍂

By potter-imagines

Roses 🍂 - Ravenclaw reader has been receiving gifts from an anonymous.

Not Like The Movies 🍂

Flowers in Braids ☁️✨🪐

Best-friends to Lovers 🍂 - Fred invites you back to the Burrow to spend the break there and you fall for each other.

Left Waiting at The Three Broomsticks ☁️🪐 - Fred Weasley imagine where he pisses off his gf somehow and so she gives him the silent treatment.

By writersblockedx

Just Material ☁️🥀 - When Fred finds Y/n wearing a jumper which isn’t her own (and certainly isn’t his), he can’t help but question who it must belong to.

Favours for the Falling 🍂 - Fred and Y/n couldn’t be more different, yet the boy can’t help but find himself falling for her.

To Fix what is Broke ☁️🥀 - After a teenage heartbreak, all you wish for is your bestfriend. He’s not there.

By georgie-weasley

Shenanigans 🍂 - You and Fred pair up to get George a partner and along the way you learn your feelings for Fred might not be just friendly.

By lobey-scribbles

Playing Dumb ☁️ - Fred Weasley has always had his eye on you and when Professor Flitwick sits you next to each other in Charms, he can hardly believe his luck.

By geminil0vr

what'cha listening to? ☁️✨ - a little friends to realising crushes to... well, who knows?

By sergeantbuckybarnes

something that we’re not ☁️🥀 - You and Fred are friends. Best Friends. Who happen to cuddle and sleep in bed together all the time.

By abookloverlmao

𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘. 🍂 - What will happen when you get stuck with Fred Weasley (the person you despise) in a closet to hide from Umbridge?

By fortisfilia

Fake it till you make it 🍂 one | two | three - “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend”

By helnjk

Only Us 🍂

Bad Idea 🍂 - Fred weasley has the ability to get under her skin in a way no one else can. he also sends butterflies straight to her stomach like no one else can. 

By Its Cover 🍂 - Fred knows he’s quick to act and to judge, but what happens when it backfires with the pretty healer he meets at st. mungo’s? 

By george-fabian-weasley

On the Rooftop of the Burrow ☁️ - Fred finds you all alone at night, at the rooftop of his house; that he didn’t even know has a passage to the rooftop.

Socks & Lighter ☁️ - Due to a heavy storm going through Diagon Alley, you are forced to stay inside your apartment with no electricity for a while and Fred, is, scared, of, the, dark.

By karahofthedawn

You Owe Us One 🔥

By hxlyhead-harpies

Congratulations Weasley ☁️🥀🪐 - Fred Weasley has been completely insufferable and mean since third year. Unfortunately the reader still feels for him even after he takes his teasing too far.

By awritingtree

Burnout 🍂 - Y/N has been pushing herself past the limit with school work. When Fred notices her unusual behaviour, he decides to intervene.

By heloisedaphnebrightmore

Half an hour 🍂 - Waking up next to Fred Weasley and starting your day within his arms means plain happiness. 

Obviously oblivious 🍂 - You have liked Fred for the longest time and Fred has been having a crush on you, but you are just being oblivious, until he finally takes the first step.

Wrong approach 🍂 - Fred and you have been enemies since the day he decided to turn his back on you. But then a certain detention changes things and things get awkward. 

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I think I’ll fall in love with you ☁️ - Lazy days like these with Fred, are treasured. 

Page After Page | Date After Date 🍂 - “Are you… Are you flirting with me?”

Half A Heart 🍂 - “Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.”

Love Me Now, Love Me Always ☁️ - Five times Fred has been in love with you, and the one time he tells you.

Say The Word 🍂 - “Just say the word and I’m yours.”

Not Now. Not Ever. 🍂 - “I’m never letting you go.”

Changes and Constants ☁️ - “Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth.”

Needy Fred 🍂

Fred Weasley and crushes 🍂

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