georges ear

“I have a list of people, in my head,” Hope finally said, “of the people I trust implicitly…you were on it even before I met Leon.”
George’s ears turned red.
“You don’t have to prove anything, not to me,” Hope told him softly, “besides, neither of us are really the people we were when we first started school here.”
“I think those odds are more in your favor,” George pointed out, making a generalized gesture to her whole person, to the tattoos and the scars.
Hope smiled and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth
—  ST…maybe

i doodled this super quick washington in class today because priorities

It’s You ~ George Weasley imagine

Originally posted by fantasyimagine

Hey I’m so happy you’re sticking with the blog:) could I have a George weasley imagine where you are waiting for him at the borrow with mrs Weasley while everyone from the order is out moving Harry? Xx

George’s ear injury and mentions of blood

~It’s You~

“(Y/N), dear, please stop pacing,” Mrs. Weasley asked kindly.

You immediately stopped in your tracks. You didn’t even notice you were pacing.

“Sorry, Mrs. Weasley.” You walked over to the couch and sat down, wringing your hands worriedly.

The Order was bringing Harry to the burrow where he’d be safe from Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters. So far, only Harry and Hagrid had come back.

Mrs. Weasley took a seat next to you and placed a hand over yours, giving you a sympathetic look. “I know you’re worried, dear. I am too,” she consoled.

“I just… I hope everyone’s all right,” you sighed, turning to face her. She softly placed a hand on your cheek, giving you a compassionate smile.

“All we can do is wait and-”

“Here! Quick! In the house!” shouted a sudden voice.

You and Molly both stood up and faced the entrance of the burrow.

Remus and Harry stumbled in carrying George, who was bleeding on the side of his head. They laid him down on the couch.

“Oh, my boy.” Mrs. Weasley quickly ran to his side. You immediately trailed behind.

“Georgie? God, you better not be dead,” you said, your voice starting to quiver.

“Or what, (Y/N)? You’ll kill me?” George chuckled weakly. You let out a small laugh, gently pushing his hair back.

You and George go way back. You had met him and Fred on the Hogwarts train, and ever since then, you all became inseparable. Even though you were close with Fred, you and George had something you didn’t have with anyone else.

That, and you had been harboring a crush on him for years. But, you’d never tell him that, of course.

Suddenly, Fred ran in. He kneeled down next to you in front of George. He sighed in relief to see his chest slowly rising and falling.

“How’re you feelin’, Georgie?” Fred asked, looking worriedly at his twin.

“…Saint-like,” he answered softly.

Fred furrowed his eyebrows. “Come again?”

“Saint-like… I’m hole-y, Fred. Get it?” He pointed to his bloody ear.

Fred shook his head with a smile. “The whole wide world of ear-related humor, and you go for ‘I’m hole-y.’ That’s pathetic,” he grinned.

“Reckon I’m still better looking than you,” George retaliated, getting another giggle from you.

He looked over at you and gave you a small wink, causing your cheeks to heat up.


You, George, and Mrs. Weasley were all sat at the dining table. George was getting his ear bandaged by Mrs. Weasley.

“All done, love.” Mrs. Weasley put everything back into the first aid kit.

“Thank you, mum,” George said. She placed a kiss on his cheek and left the dining room.

“How do you feel, George?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I thought we established this; I feel saint-like,”

“I mean, how does your ear feel, you arse,” you grinned, playfully smacking his shoulder.

He let out a laugh. “Okay, well, now my ear hurts AND my shoulder hurts, so thanks for that,” he teased.

“Shut it, Georgie,” you giggled. He smirked.

George stood up and stretched. “I think I might go outside. Care to join me?” He held out his arm. You rolled your eyes jokingly. “Sure,” you answered, taking his arm.

The two of you walked outside and laid down in the grass, looking up at the stars. You both started talking about random things at first, but then, the conversation got deeper and deeper.

“I was really scared, Georgie…”

“So was I. The shot was really close,” he raised a hand to his ear.

“I-I don’t know what I’d do if you died,” you breathed.

“I do; you’d be absolutely lost without me,” he teased.

“Don’t get cocky, Weasley,” you turned your head to face him.

“Oh, come on, (Y/N), you know you love me,”

Heat ran up your cheeks again, and you turned your head to the stars again. “Yeah…”

Silence began to fall between the two of you. George propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at you.



“You know you’re my best friend, right? After Fred, of course, but that’s a different, brother kind of best friend-” he began to ramble.

“Yes, Georgie, I know. What’s up?” You asked, gazing up at him.

“I-I can tell you anything, right?”

“… Of course,”

“Okay… Well… There’s this girl…” he started. You felt your heart sink.

“A girl, huh?” You responded sadly, sitting up so that you were at the same level as George.

“Yeah. I’ve known her for a really long time and Ive had really strong feelings for her for a while and I…”

George turned to face you. He gazed into your eyes, and you did the same. You saw his eyes flicker down to your lips before gazing at you again.

“Bloody hell, (Y/N).”

And with that, George cupped your face and slammed his lips into yours. Your eyes became wide for a moment, but you melted into the kiss.

His hands moved from your face to your waist, placing them on your lower back in an attempt to pull you closer. The kiss was deep and intense. You opened your mouth to catch your breath, which allowed George to slowly slip his tongue in, causing you to melt once more.

This snogging session lasted for what seemed like forever. The kiss finally broke when you had tried to run your fingers through George’s hair and accidentally pressed against his injured ear, causing him to wince.

“Sorry, Georgie,” you giggled.

“Don’t worry about it, love… Wow…” he breathed, gazing into your eyes once more.

“What?” you blushed.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he smiled, intertwining his fingers in yours.

“Wait, so I’m the girl you’ve had strong feelings for?!” You said sarcastically.

“Absolutely not,” he joked back. He pulled you back in for another kiss. This time, much softer and sweeter.

Thank you for requesting!

Me II (Layered)
The 1975
Me II (Layered)

The 1975 - Me Layered (version 2)

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Another Day in the Office

Pairing: George Washington x fem!reader

Summary: Reader works for George Washington and on her break she decided to tease him in his office which leads to something a little more up close and personal ;)

AN: Originally this wasn’t supposed to be a smut but something full of fluff but then it turned to this…oops. I haven’t written smut in so long so I’m sorry for this lol.

Words: 1183

Warning: Some cursing; teasing; some jealousy; SMUT and everything in between


The Washington law firm was a big deal in NYC. And you were lucky enough to score a job there….as a secretary. Though it’s not the most ideal job, it pays very well because it’s a big firm. You worked outside of your bosses office, as his private secretary. Though you weren’t complaining though if you got to see your boss everyday.

George Washington your boss man. He was I guess you can say feared through out the firm. Everyone held respect for him even if he was intimidating. You on the other hand found his authoritative, intimidating stature attractive. Naturally as his private secretary you would have to speak to him and every time you did was out of the public eye and there would always be an underlying meaning to the things he’s said to you which made you crave for him.

You wanted him bad.


In the morning you wore your usual pencil skirt that stopped a little bit above your knee’s and a white blouse with the top buttons undone to reveal your cleavage and your black bra strap. Applying mascara and pink lip gloss you thought you were work ready.


You sat at your desk writing as the person on the phone spoke to you. The door opened. George walked in passing by.

“Morning Ms. L/N.” Sparing a glance at you for a moment, moving to go into his office when he looked at you again. his eyes pinned themselves to your cleavage.

“Hold on for a moment.” You said to the person on the line. A smile turned on your lips. “Is everything all right Mr. Washington?” You asked in a sweet voice.

“Get back to work.” His voice turned hard, looking away he went into his office the door closing loudly behind him. You smirked.


You stood by the coffee machine talking to your friends Hamilton, Laurens, Lafayette and Mulligan all laughing away and something Laurens said. Out of the corner of your eye you can see your boss looking your way.

“So I told him to fuck off, what the hell was I supposed to do?!” Alexander explained. You giggled, placing a hand on his arm. He looked down at it and smirked.

“Oh, Alex, you and your way with words.”

Suddenly everyone tensed up, standing straighter. You looked at your friends confused before turning around and seeing your boss standing there in all his glory.

“Ms. L/N, my office now.” Mr. Washington stated through gritted teeth before turning and striding his way to his office.

“What did you do mon ami?” Lafayette asked, his voice sounding fearful.

“I’m about to find out.” You stated.


You knocked on Mr. Washington’s door.

“Come in.” It was muffled but still hearable. Opening the door you saw your boss leaning on his desk with his arm’s crossed, a blank expression on his face. “Close the door behind you.” You complied with his demand. Your back faced him for the briefest moment. Once the door closed you were pushed into it. A gasp escaped as you felt your boss pressed up against you.

“You think I don’t know what you’re doing?” He growled in your ear. With how close he was caused you to shiver.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean sir.” You replied innocently a smirk twisting ever so slightly on your lips. His hands grabbed your waist, swiftly turning you around so now your back was pinned to the door.

“Oh, really?” He asked challengingly.

“I think you’re going to have to elaborate for me.”

“The fucking teasing, trying to get me jealous, you revealing more skin to me through the entirety of the day.” His hand pushed your hair away from your facing. “Do you have any idea what that does to me?” Your hands rested on his chest rubbing up and down.

“Show me.” Your voice was barely audible but he heard it. Next thing you knew his lips crashed onto your, you didn’t hesitate to kiss back with as much heat and lust. Pushing your tight skirt up his hands landed on your ass pulling you up against the door. Your legs automatically wrap around his waist as your lips disconnected before finding each other again. A quick slap to the ass caused you to gasp loudly, his tongue grazed your before they tangled together in your heated make out session.

Still holding onto you he stepped away from the door and carried you to his desk. You were set down right in front of it.

“Turn around.” Your boss ordered you. Below your hips was throbbing…aching to be touched. grabbing your skirt you yanked it down, kicking it to the side. The bulge in his pants looked almost painful. Doing as you were told you turned around. Quickly you were bent over the desk. Your hands gripped the ends of it as you heard Mr. Washington undoing his belt. The fabric of his pants were pulled down as was the boxers that restrained his painful erection. Looking behind your eyes bulged out at the size and gulped.

‘How the fuck is that supposed to fit,’ You thought to yourself.

Pumping himself a few times he aligned himself at your entrance, rubbing against you.

“Mm, Mr. Washington please.” You begged, pushing yourself against him some.

“Call me George.” He told you and without warning he pushed himself inside you.

“Oh shit!” You yelled.

“Shh.” Mr. Was- George hushed you though you heard him chuckle as he did that. He stretched you out completely it felt like. After a minute you adjusted to him. His colossal sized hands held you by the waist, as he pulled out only half way before slamming harshly back in causing you to let a moan.

“Your so big George!” You moaned as he thrusted into you. By how tight he held your waist you figure it’ll leave bruises but you didn’t care.

“Your so beautiful.” He said in your ear. George placed a kiss underneath your ear.

“Ungh!” The knots in your abdomen were ready to burst.

“George I-I’m so close, don’t stop.” This encouraged him to go faster if even possible.

“Cum for me baby.” His words like music to your ears caused you to cum. A hand cover your mouth as you screamed at your release. Shortly after he came inside of you(your on the pill).

Both of you quickly got changed and made yourselves presentable. Looking at the time it was very well much passed your break.

“Well it looks like my break is over.” You stated airly.

“Ms. L/N-”

“Call me Y/N.” You told him. He smiled.

“Y/N, I know this is all very sudden, but would you like to join me for uh, lunch tomorrow in my office?” He asked.

“I would love to Mr. Washington.” WInking at him you left to go back to work.


The next day the both of you enjoyed a nice looong lunch together. But hey from that point on it was just another day in the office.

I just had the weirdest headcanon

Like what if George’s ear went to heaven and it’s still in some non-physical way connected to him which allows him to hear his brother and all the other dead people and even though he can’t talk to them, they can talk to him and help him fuck shit up while watching from the above.
For example what if Fred teamed up with Sirius and James and they gave George inspiration for pranks and watched from heaven as George performed them on Percy.