i want to have george's babies

Poldark 3x03 thoughts...

- The baby playing Valentine is so stinking cute (Jack Farthing holding said baby is pretty cute to)

- I really like Sam Carne, I think the actor does such a good job with him, it could have been so easy for him to be annoying and preachy (haha) but he’s so earnest and sincere I like him

- Morwenna and Drake want to kiss because the talked three times and put there hand in some water, I’m sorry, because I like them both individually but I’m still not feeling them as a couple, I want to, but I don’t.

- Ross ‘if-I-don’t-wear-my-tricorn-hat-know-one-will-know-its-me’ Poldark

- Protect Dwight Enys at all costs

- George and Elizabeth - hatred of Ross Poldark brining couples together since the 1700’s

- Elizabeth being all cold to Geoffrey Charles upset me more than the way she was treating baby Valentine.

- Ross jumping out of a boat and swimming to shore is so making its way into my pirate AU

- Ross 'on-second-thought-better-put-a-beanie-over-my-trade-mark-curly-locks-so-know-one-knows-its-me.’ Poldark.

- loved the Romelza scene. Loved that Ross listened to what Demelza had to say (re giving Sam the barn) and agreed with her.

- Didn’t hear what they said at the end in the bed though as my other half was saying 'I bet you wish I looked like Aidan Turner’ over the top of it. (No comment lol)

- Over all my fav episode so far, felt like the series has really settled into the swing of things.

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I wanted to draw all my Hamilton ships <3 … and by that I means all the ships I have with Alexander Hamilton, and my favourite AUs for those ships. I’ve got a problem.


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ladykazoo  asked:

I'd love to see baby Sans and Papyrus in your style, if you're interested in this request. I imagine they'd be very cute! :) Thanks for your consideration!

*tosses a heap of baby bones art in the general direction of tumblr and runs away*

@ladykazoo, you have allowed me to fulfill one of my dreams. I love art of baby bones Sans and Papyrus and when I saw your ask I got VERY excited. …aaaand proceeded to go a little bit overboard, but I was having so much fun that I didn’t want to stop.

Special mention to @stuffedart, because their baby bones art is my very favorite of all baby bones art, and I took some inspiration from their work when I did this.

@ladykazoo, thank you VERY much for this request!✨

“I hate you.” (Joji)

Anon Request: an imagine where you and joji absolutely hate each other but because you’re both friends with the other boys you’re forced to hang out together but one night, somehow, things get really heated and smutty? xx


Y/N’s POV

I groaned dramatically, trying to catch the attention of at least Max, or Ian…mostly Ian. I wanted to desperately leave this dreaded apartment and one of those two idiots was my ticket out of here considering that I didn’t have a ride. Well, Ian was my ride, but he was too busy up George’s ass to even notice me. I hated coming over here to this apartment, I hated this atmosphere, and most of all: I hated George. Yeah, ‘hate’ is a strong word and all, but that’s just how I felt. It was with such animosity that I could barely look at him without having the urge to deck him right in the face. He was sat on the couch across from me, scrolling through his phone as he smiled and spoke to Max and Ian about something stupid. The three of them laughed, and I felt like they were mocking me…I was the only one sitting there and pouting as if I was a five year old that had their favorite toy taken away from them.

“Y/N, you need to see this.” Ian laughed as he patted the empty space next to him.

I glared at him and then Max, both of them on either sides of George. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. My bitterness towards George stemmed from a deeper issue. It wasn’t just me being hostile for no reason.

“I’d rather choke then go over there.” I muttered.

We had been out the whole attending to every need George had, doing everything George waned to do. I was excluded from everything purposely. They shot a few things for videos on all of their channels, and when Max or Ian called me over, George would instead take my place and fill in. It was always some kind of competition when it came to Ian and Max, as if he didn’t spend enough time with them already. For some reason, it always had to revolve around George. Ever since the first day I met him, it was as though the attention was always on him, and he distracted them from me.

“Have it your way.” George mumbled as he continued laughing with the guys.

That night, we had stayed over at George’s apartment being that we had nowhere else to stay because Ian didn’t want to drive downtown and get a hotel. Luckily for me, Ian was with me in the guest room where he and Max were going to be rooming.

“I have to step out real quick with Max to go pick up a few things that we ordered from that camera company I was telling you about. Remember that lens I ordered? Well, I have to go to the company and get it myself with Max since he had ordered some sort of case from the same place. Its an hour and a half drive.” Ian told me as he folded some of his clothes as he sat on the bed.

“You’re going to leave me here with him.” I gasped, “Take me with you, please. Come on, I promise I won’t say a single word the whole ride there and the ride back.”

“Y/N, just stay here. Plus, look. Joji needs some help cleaning up a little…just be civil until we get back.” he told me.

I didn’t want those two cunts leaving me with George. Max talked me into staying behind unfortunately, saying that I’d get bored with the trip. Ian even suggested talking to him and maybe squashing the beef between the both of us.which I doubt would ever occur in this lifetime… I walked into the hallway, leaving the guest room, and I came to a stop when I heard George speaking.

“Guys, you’re seriously not leaving me with Y/N, right? What the hell?! You guys know I can’t stand her…let me go with you, she won’t mind being alone. She’s always alone anyways, being that she hasn’t been in a relationship for a long ass time.” he belittled, “She’s so fucking annoying…dude, all she does is take up space…”

I knew I abhorred him completely before with every poison filled bone in my body, wanting nothing to do with him…but now I felt it with such distaste. George was repulsive to me.

“Look, she doesn’t like it either, but we’ll be back quick.” Ian explained, “You won’t even notice we’re gone.”

They said their goodbyes and after hearing the front door shut, I abandoned the hallway, retreating back into the guest room. I was occupying the bed for about ten minutes, lying there and taking up space, like how George said I did. I couldn’t deny that what he said didn’t at least hurt me in some sense. Like, I guess it did but I was so used to ignoring his existence it really didn’t have an affect on me. I heard a soft knock on the door followed by the twist of the doorknob. I found it rude how he just let himself in that way, but at the same time, it his apartment. I continued staring at the ceiling, not wanting to look at him.

“Do you want popcorn or something?” he asked bluntly.

“No.” I spat.

“Starve and die then.” he muttered.

“Gladly.” I told him.

All I felt was the room become empty and I heard the door slam shut. It startled me a little, making me jump as I remained on my back, staring at the blank ceiling. Someone’s grumpy, I thought to myself. Like, alright yeah, I get it. I suck, I’m annoying, and he probably rather die than be stuck in the same vicinity as me because that’s exactly how I feel about being here with him, but are you really going to slam doors in your apartment to emphasize how much I get under your skin? I sat up feeling thirsty. Five minutes into a battle with myself about getting up or not, I decided to get up and be a big girl and go get myself a glass of water. I was hesitant, not wanting George to say anything to me. He sat on the couch with an unopened beer in his hand as I lightly creeped past him and went not the kitchen. I poured myself some water and as I gulped it down, I thought about leaving tomorrow since Ian had said we’d leave first thing in the morning. I wanted to be far away from George, I never liked coming to New York because we only came here to see him.

“You could’ve asked me for a glass instead of snooping around my kitchen.” his voice startled me, making the cup slip out of my hand and crash onto the floor into pieces.

I gasped, scared that he’d start his bitching.

“See what you do?!” he shouted at me, stretching out his arms.

“Me?! You’re the one that came up behind me like some kind of spy. Wear a damn bell next time, maybe that way we’d all be able to hear you.” I shouted back.

“Oh, shut up! You’re the reason why I have to sneak around, so you’re annoying ass doesn’t see me and automatically say something about you wanting to leave and doing something better or coming at me with your bullshit.” he seethed.

“This is exactly why-“ I started.

“You what?” he tested me.

“I hate you.” I disputed.

I wasn’t going to just let him walk all over me the way he normally did. Like, it’s pretty evident you dislike me, no need to make it more known by being mean and rude. He crouched on the floor and began to pick up the jagged pieces of the broken glass. I began to help him as well and he grabbed my wrist unexpectedly in a rough manner, “Stop. What? Are you trying to have a shard slice your hand open?!” he scolded.

“Oh, look at that. You do have a heart.” I rolled my eyes, “I’m a big girl, George. I can clean up my own mess by myself. I don’t need you being a big ass baby and telling Ian or Max I smashed one of your stupid fucking cups.”

“Why don’t you ever call me Joji? And you’re fighting with me over picking up shards of fucking glass. Just get out of the damn way, Y/N.” he argued.

I ignored him and continued picking up the shards. I didn’t want to call him ‘Joji’ because that’s what his close friends called him and I am no friend of his. If I was anything to him, I was probably an enemy.

“Your friends call you ‘Joji’…I’m not your friend.” I said as I held a few pieces of glass in my hands and dumped them in the trash can.

“You’re right. We’re not friends.” he muttered as he pushed past me to go into the kitchen. I followed him, wanting to know what the hell his problem with me was. I stood in the center of the room and he glared at me bitterly, clenching his jaw and sitting down on the couch.

“What is your issue with me? You already know what mine is with you, but for some reason you’re always such a dick towards me…” I announced.

He stood up and sighed, rolling his eyes, “You’re kidding, right? I never have time with my friends because of you. You stick to them like some sort of leech, sucking the fun out of everything we do. You walk around like you’re some sort of goddess, as if you control shit and run shit…” he inched closer to me, becoming more sour with every word that left his mouth, “And you don’t run anything…you-you waltz around in the shortest dresses and the tightest tights catching attention from pervs and distracting my other friends. I know you hate me…”

George backed me up into the chilled wall, goosebumps took over my body as I watched his lips attentively.

“So?” I asked with a slight attitude as I crossed my arms over my chest.

He let out a laugh, his eyes went from the floor to my face as he closed the space in between us. George stared at my lips and said, “You think I hate you, huh?”

I nodded slowly, not having any words for what was happening. I didn’t want it to stop…even if I claimed I hated him. He was rude, repulsive, alluring, and a dick… but that didn’t mean I didn’t want his…

“I’m gonna show you just how much I hate you.” he whispered as he leaned in.

George’s lips met mine aggressively as his hands intertwined in my hair. I didn’t protest nor did I reject him. I wanted him. Not knowing how much time we had left alone made us become very hasty. He led me straight to his room, where he shut the door and quickly attended to me while I plopped down onto his bed. My eyes scrutinized his room, I’ve never even taken a glimpse of it. George was surprisingly neat and organized, I’d imagined he was a slob but he proved me wrong. I was startled when I felt his cold fingers trace the bare skin on my stomach as he hooked my pants with his fingers. He made his way in between my clothed legs and unbuttoned my pants. While he was lowering my zipper, I jerked my pants off and began to work on his button and zipper. I was impatient and anxious. My issue with George was pushed in the back of my brain. I did not want to think about it anymore, I just wanted to think about how good he would make me feel and make it up to me. Removing his pants, he sucked on my neck, nibbling a little bit. His hand made his way into my underwear making me sharply draw in a breath.

“You wanna know something?” he whispered in a low voice as he entered a finger in me.

I moaned in response.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you.” he lightly chuckled, placing another finger inside of me and working his fingers faster, “The first time I met you and opened that pretty little mouth of yours I knew you were someone I wanted. You hate me? Let me fuck that hate out of you, baby.”

My hand clasped his wrist as his actions sped up, not knowing what to grab and where to my hands. I was a mess under him, moaning and whimpering as he continued leaving marks on my neck and collarbones. He stopped before I was able to cum, my head hit his pillow as I laid there gasping, trying to catch my breath.

“I’m not done with you yet.” he snickered taking off my underwear and then instantaneously got rid of his.

We made out as he teased my opening with his hard erection, without a warning, he surprisingly thrusted into me. He was slow at first, but none the lead, it made all the difference in length. I gripped the blankets in my palms, biting my bottom lip as I shut my eyes. His thumb rubbed circles on my clit. After some time passed, he flipped me over so that I was on my knees. He gripped my hair in his hands and got close to my ear, “Let me show you how much  I hate you.”

He grabbed my hip with his left hand as his right continued holding my hair tenderly while he pulled out and teased me awfully slowly. I et out a small whimper, earning a light chuckle from him.

“Stop with the teasing, Joji.” I whispered.

Joji gave in and his actions became rugged with each slow stroke. I lowered the upper half of my body into the mattress, muffling my moans as he got faster and his motions rougher. I slid my arm below me and let my fingers rub my clit, I was close to my high and Joji’s motions made me near my climax faster than I had expected. My thighs burned as my legs shook, cumming onto his cock as he continued with his pace, pounding me as rough as he could. Moaning into the sheets to keep from making noise was no help, I was loud regardless. Joji’s moans were low growls, they became intense as his thrusts got clumsier. Joji pulled out, immediately spurting onto my ass, his grunts declined and instead turned into sighs of pleasure. Helping me clean up, Joji also aided me in getting dressed. He stared at me as we stood by his room’s door, “What?” I asked, confused.

“Wanna hate each other more often?” he smirked.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I smiled.

Just as we exited the room and walked into the living room, the front door swung open. Ian smiled at us and said, “Hey! Did you guys work things out?”

Joji looked at me, giving me a wink, I couldn’t help but smile discreetly as I turned to Ian and Max. My smile disappeared and I cleared my throat, attempting to act cool, “Something like that.”

I sat on the couch, crossing my arms over my chest, continuing the act as Joji sat on the the other couch, eyeing me with a grin. All I could hope for was the next time Joji and I were left alone…maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

Number One Contender

Hercules Mulligan x Reader

Note: This is the re written version, I was really disappointed with my initial attempt on this fic and am now nervous to publish this one so please feedback would be really great for my peace of mind. I would like to thank @secretschuylersister and @wrotemywayoutimagines for proofreading and just letting me know that this version doesn’t suck. Also thank you to everyone who encouraged me and told me that I am good enough you all really helped me a lot and I don’t know if I would have re posted this without you. 

Warnings: Fighting, blood, swearing. 

Word Count: 2.360

Tagged: @boss-headcanons @hercules-mullifan @hamiltonsquills @mehrmonga @iamgrayfox @rottwat

Hercules Mulligan is one of the top 10 heavyweight fighters in the world. Since he was 12 years old he has been training for one thing, the become the heavyweight champion of the world. By the time he was in college he was well known in the local amature boxing circles as one of the best in the area. Everyone know the kid was going to go far one day, that he could make it to the top if he kept at it.

The people around him were always there for him when he needed them. His best Lafayette stuck with him from when they first met in high school, went to college with him and eventually became his trainer because he wanted Hercules to succeed just as much as Herc wanted it. The older man, George Washington, who owned the gym he worked out at in college saw the potential in him and offered to be his manager. And then there’s you.

You were lucky enough to meet him in your second year of college, you shared a couple classes with Lafayette and after talking to him for a while he convinced you to come and watch one of Herc’s fights.

The minute the fight began you were mesmerised by him, the way his sweat drenched muscles moved, the way that despite his massive size he was able to move around so easily and so quickly in order to strike or evade his opponents punches. You couldn’t take your eyes off him the whole fight and when he noticed this Lafayette made sure to introduce the two of you afterwards. You became inseparable quickly.

With Lafayette, George and you in his corner, Herc felt like he could do anything. And within six years of graduating from college he was the number one contender for the world heavyweight championship.

The only thing standing in his way to the title is the current heavyweight champ Apollo Creed. A man who, while being an excellent fighter, is so obsessed with retaining his title that he refuses to fight southpaws, like Herc.

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afireforaheart  asked:

hi idk if youve noticed but since you do song analysis i just wanted to point that esny has that same bassline as baby blue by badfinger..i didnt know what to make of this cause the story behind the song is a little sad

Hi,

This was the track I was looking for last night, thank you! I was searching through Todd Rundgren and couldn’t find it. Yes, the bass run was so familiar, but I just couldn’t remember it.

Here’s the song:

https://youtu.be/TkA7xQb6uPk

The song does have a sad history associated with it. Todd Rundgren and George Harrison got Apple Records to finish production of Badfinger’s album, “Straight Up,” in 1971 (“Baby Blue” was one of the singles). The lead singer and songwriter, Pete Ham, wrote this song for an ex-girlfriend, Dixie Armstrong. He commuted suicide at age 27.

BABY BLUE

Guess I got what I deserved
Kept you waiting there too long, my love
All that time without a word
Didn’t know you’d think that I’d forget or I’d regret
The special love I had for you, my baby blue

All the days became so long
Did you really think, I’d do you wrong?
Dixie, when I let you go
Thought you’d realize that I would know
I would show the special love I have for you, my baby blue

What can I do, what can I say
Except I want you by my side
How can I show you, show me the way
Don’t you know the times I’ve tried?

[guitar solo (Joey Molland)]

Guess that’s all I have to say
Except the feeling just grows stronger every day
Just one thing before I go
Take good care, baby, let me know, let it grow
The special love you have for me, my Dixie, dear.

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tru beatle dork questions

I made this this morning because I feel like all the Beatles ask memes have the same questions. Fine to reblog! Also you can add questions!!!

  1. Which Beatle do you think would be your best friend? … why?
  2. Which Beatle do you think would want to date you? … why?
  3.  What year of The Beatles did George look most attractive?
  4. What year of The Beatles did Ringo look most attractive?
  5. What year of The Beatles did John look most attractive?
  6. What year of The Beatles did Paul look most attractive?
  7. Favorite album + favorite section or song from it (i.e. The White Album from Sexy Sadie to Cry Baby Cry)
  8. Do you have good play on words for anything Beatles, like the classic, John Lemon?
  9. Is there any Beatles meme that you like?
  10. Out of all of their solo career’s which Beatle’s solo stuff do you like the most?
  11. Have you seen all of Beatles movies? (I am not counting the BeeGees thing because, cmon man!
  12. How would you wish to meet John? (I’m letting you use time-travel on these ones)
  13. How would you wish to meet Paul?
  14. How would you wish to meet George?
  15. How would you wish to meet Ringo?
  16. Smut fics? (yes or no)
  17. starrison, lennison, mmcharrison, or mclennon? (+ any other ships I couldn’t figure what the names would be)
  18. Last time your cried about anything relating to the Beatles?
  19. Do your parents/guardians buy a shit load of Beatles stuff?
  20. If the Beatles were teenagers right now and had to fit a teen stereotype what would it be?
  21. Is there anything about the Beatle’s history that you do no know much about and would like to?
First Broken Heart

George Washington x Reader, Hamilsquad x Lil sister!

OC Modern AU 

Sequel to: Meeting the Family, Becoming Part of the Family, Baby Washington, Welcome to the Family, Bonding 

Author: Lil Laddie

 Words: 1621

 Warnings: Violence, bad break up, overprotective big brothers 

Request: Have you considered writing another sequel for Meeting the Family? Where Alex and the baby bond or going to the distant future where her big brothers beat up boys that flirt with her or the guy who broke her heart? Or both? It’s always up to you, but I would love to read it! -anon 

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for when you requested it! I honestly love writing about Gwash fam and maybe in the future I want to write about the hamilsquad being the most annoying teenagers that George can’t even handle lol. But I hope you guys like this one! I love y'all! Have a flipping incredible day!!😘 


Over the years you and George had watched the boys and your little girl grow up. Before you knew it, Eleanor was in high school and had a boyfriend that she was head over heels for. The once loud house was now quiet as the boys now went to college or had a steady paying job and apartment. Time had passed much too quickly for your liking and you would sometimes wish to have the old days back when all 7 boys lived with you and George.

“(Y/N)!” George called, running into where you were reading your book in the living room.

“Yes?” You replied, not looking up from the book that was much too intriguing to put down.

“I just got 7 different phone calls from 7 different boys we know. Apparently, they all have decided to come down here for a weekend to take a break from school and work.” George smirked, waiting for your reaction.

“What? They are coming home?” You squealed, jumping up from your seat in excitement.

“Yes.” George chuckled, watching you dance around the room with joy.

“When will they be here?” You grinned, the thought of your boys coming home to see you making you be on cloud 9.

“They will be here Friday afternoon. I already told Eleanor and she is ecstatic to see them again. It’s been much too long since we last saw them.” George said, pulling you to his side and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “The whole family will be here again.”

“You’re still the best dad they could ever hope for.” You complimented, kissing him softly before running out of the room to get ready for the boys.

“All I get is one kiss?” George called after you.

“You can have more once the house is ready! Our boys are coming home!” You giggled, knowing George was left in the living room with a look of disbelief on his face.

+++

Friday had come before you knew it. You and George were pacing the house waiting for the boys to arrive. Eleanor was yet to come home from school, having gone straight to her boyfriend’s house for a little bit. She said she would be home for dinner and would spend most of the weekend with her older brothers.

Breaking the tension of both George and you watching the clock, Hercules slammed open the door and ran at the two of you. Alex, John and Laf  followed quickly after him.

“I’ve missed you guys!” Hercules cried, squeezing both you and George tightly in his arms before the other three stole you and George away in hugs.

“We’ve missed you boys, too!” You laughed, all of them shoving each other out of the way to get another hug from both you and George.

“The favorite child is here!” Thomas announced, strutting through the door with James and Aaron on his heels.

“Boys! Welcome home!” You exclaimed, pulling all three of them into a tight hug.

After lot’s of hugs and kisses, it had finally settled down. Everyone was gathered around you and George in the living room, just like they always had when they were younger.

“Where’s Eleanor?” James asked, noticing that the girl was not in the house.

“She’s at her boyfriend’s house right now. She’ll be back for dinner.” George said, the boys faces all dropping the once wide grins they had.

“Boyfriend?” Aaron asked, his eyebrows furrowed in disgust. “She’s too young to have a boyfriend.”

“Aaron, most girls have a boyfriend in high school. It’s normal.” You shrugged, not really seeing the reason for concern.

“She’ll get hurt! They won’t be able to treat her right!” John exclaimed, his face filled with worry.

“No one’s good enough to be dating her! They probably don’t deserve her!” Lafayette yelled, the other boys nodding their heads in agreement.

“Boys, if we didn’t trust this boy we wouldn’t let her date him. You can talk to Eleanor about it tonight at dinner. She’s fallen hard for this boy, I doubt you could convince her not to date him.” George said, the boys scowling at the thought of a boy having control over their little sisters heart.

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All of you were in the kitchen, talking and laughing as George and Laf cooked. Those two were always the chefs of the family. The sound of the front door slamming caught your attentions. As did the loud sniffles and hiccups of Eleanor crying.

“Eleanor?” You called, sprinting to find her, the following your lead.

You ran up the stairs to Eleanor’s room. The door was shut and her quiet crying had turned into loud sobs. She was muttering something you couldn’t understand under her breath. You knocked lightly on the door, hoping she would actually open it.

“Who is it?” She called, her voice raspy from all the crying she had been doing.

“It’s (mom/dad).” You said softly, hearing a squeak come from her mattress.

The door was flung open and Eleanor fell into your arms hiccuping. You held her gently, rubbing her back in a soothing motion.

“What happened?” You asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

“H-he dumped me! I loved him!” Eleanor sobbed, holding onto you for dear life.

You held your daughter close to your chest, trying to calm her down. While this was happening, the boys stood a couple feet away watching the two of you with a mix of sadness and rage. No one was allowed to break their baby sisters heart like that.

“Here’s the plan, me, Herc, and Thomas will beat the boy to a bloody pulp while you four go comfort her. Also, figure what he did to her and text it to one of us.” Alex growled, taking charge of the situation.

The boys nodded, splitting into the two groups. George watched them from the bottom of the staircase,  his arms crossed over his chest. Alex, Herc and Thomas almost didn’t see him as they stumbled quickly down the stairs.

“Where are you three going?” George raised an eyebrow, the boys looking at each other in panic.

“We, uh, so you see…” Thomas started, racking his brain for a valid excuse.

“You do know that it’d be illegal for you three to attack this young boy right?” George asked, watching all three of them turn pale at his words. “Don’t doesn’t mean you can’t scare him though. I’m pretty sure his address is on a paper on the entry table, but I’m not sure. Someone must have left it lying around.”

“Thanks dad you’re the best!” Herc grinned brightly, as did Alex and Thomas.

“For what?” George asked, turning to walk up the stairs.

“For giving us the address.” Alex said, wondering why he had to remind his dad.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. In fact, I never saw you before you left.” George turned at the top of the stairs to give the three boys a stern look. “Understood?”

“Yes sir!” Thomas said, giving him a mock salute.

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“Was I not good enough?” Eleanor asked, crying into Laf’s shoulder as James held one of her hands tightly.

“Honey, he wasn’t good enough for you!” John exclaimed, only making the girl cry harder.

“If I was too good for him, then why did he dump me?” Eleanor cried, turning to look at John with a glare. “Wouldn’t it have been the other way around then?”

“Ellie, none of these high school kids ever going to be enough for you. You’re amazing and all these kids will pretend to be enough and when they realize they aren’t the run away.” Aaron said, pulling your hair back from your face in a braid.

“Then why did he tell me I wasn’t pretty enough and that he was going to start dating this other girl at my school instead?” Eleanor sniffled, all the boys in the room stiffening at her words.

“He told you what?” George asked, his whole body tense and his jaw clenching.

“He told me I-I wasn’t pretty enough.” Eleanor repeated, her voice cracking from the dryness.

“I’ve never felt more of an urge to kill something.” James muttered under his breath, pulling Eleanor away from the others and into a tight hug. Behind him Laf was quickly typing a text to the others about what they just learned.

+++

You were waiting by the door when Hercules, Alex and Thomas tiptoed inside.

“It’s past midnight, where have you three been?” You asked, watching them jump in shock.

“Sorry didn’t see you there.” Alex chuckled nervously.

“George won’t tell me where you three went. He’s acting like he knows nothing, but we all know he’s a terrible liar. What did you three do?” You asked, the three of them exchanging a silent conversation through nods.

“All you need to know is that we made sure that Eleanor got that apology text from her ex.” Thomas said, avoiding eye contact with you.

“Okay, as long as you boys didn’t hurt him that’s fine. Thank you for doing that, Eleanor did a lot better after he sent that text.” You smiled lightly, the three boys beaming at your praise.

“We did it cause we needed to. Who else is going to protect our baby sister?” Herc smiled.

The four of you didn’t notice, but Eleanor watched from the top of the stairs, smiling at the scene below her. Her big brothers were always going to be on her side and she couldn’t be more grateful. She loved all of them more than anything.

“Thank you.” She whispered, before going back to her room and not having a single thought of the boy that had broken her heart.

Do You Promise Me, Weasley? - George Weasley Imagine

-Requested-

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Hi~ Can you write an imagine where George is jealous and overprotective because the reader have to do a work with a boy that is in love with her (she doesn’t know but George does and he hate that guy XD) I’m sorry if my english is bad ;^;. Thanks~
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Can you do an imagine where george and his girlfriend get into a big fight right after she finds out she is pregnant but hasn’t told him yet and she believes he doesnt want to be with her anymore and won’t want the baby. But of course it all works out in the end. Please?
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A/n: I don’t know why but for some reason I just thought that this might be a really good idea to combine both of these requests… I may be wrong tho…

~(Y/n)’s POV~

How does one react when they get the truth that there is a baby living and growing in your stomach? My reaction like most girls is happy. I was joyful and grateful that I was able to have an amazing boyfriend who can father this child but as my mind drifted off to the thought of George, I was instantly saddened and anxious. How would George react to this news? We’ve been together since our third year but we’ve been best friends since our first year in which I’m thankful everyday that my chocolate frog ran away from my clutches and landed in the hands of a very special ginger.

Life is an unexpected thing. You probably won’t even know what’s going on until it actually happens. I can’t predict or change the future, even if I wanted to but sometimes you just have to accept the things that are happening. I didn’t want to lose George, he’s the best thing that has ever happened to me. He cares and loves me for me. He never hesitates to tell me how beautiful I am no matter where we are and he protects me from any kind of danger. Including “danger” that involves boys talking to me, I don’t think I’ve ever had a conversation longer than five minutes but I didn’t complain.

All day long, I thought long and hard on how to break the news to him. I looked at myself in my hand mirror talking to myself.

“I’m pregnant, George… I’m pregnant! Surprise!… I’m pregnant haha” then I smacked myself in the face, this was harder than I thought. I don’t even think that I’ll be able to speak when I get the chance to talk to him. I waited in the common room for him to arrive, I knew he would be back soon from his quidditch practice. I kept practicing until the moment he walked in, something about the look on his face showed that he was mad.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, the news can wait as it seems that right now isn’t a good time.

“Nothing” he mumbled brushing me off before heading straight to the staircase. Are you kidding me? I grabbed his hand and yanked it.

“Don’t tell me that it’s nothing George. What’s wrong?”

“You want to know what’s wrong?” He spat “I can’t believe that I was so oblivious to see that you were cheating on me!”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Don’t act all innocent. Brennan already told me everything”

“I’m not cheating on you!” He didn’t speak nor did he look at me “You’re seriously going to take his word over mine!”

I couldn’t believe it. George, out of all people, knew that Tyler Brennan had this huge crush on me and he’s even made a few accusations that I’ve slept with him before but now all of sudden George believes his bogus story.

“George, I’ve never cheated on you! You know that Tyler is lying to you! He always lies!” I tried to give him reasons but it seems that he wouldn’t take any of them.

“George?” I whispered

“Just leave me alone” he said in a quiet tone before actually leaving me alone in the common room. I stood there in disbelief. He just left me.

~A week later~

It was ridiculous the way George was acting. Freaking ignoring me when I passed by, making no acknowledgement that I was in the same room. It was as if I no longer existed, like I was a ghost. I haven’t told anyone about the pregnancy but keeping secrets had its toll on me. I felt like I had this unbearable weight pushing down on me because there’s no one to talk to about it. I was surprised that I haven’t been skipping classes to eat ice cream in front of the common room fire, I always thought that without George I would be miserable that I didn’t have my boyfriend and a father for my baby but I’ve seen plenty of strong and independent single moms.

Unfortunately the dreadfulness of my life continued.

Only for a few minutes because our teacher, Professor Trelawney, paired me up with the person I hated the most because he ruined my relationship, Tyler Brennan. I would happily end his life with two simple words “Avada Kedavra” but then I would get expelled from the best school in the universe and go to azkaban which doesn’t really sound worth it once I think about it. I rested my chin atop of my folded hands and looked into the cloudy crystal ball trying my hardest not to punch the idiot right next to me.

“So, I heard that you and George broke up. Do you wanna go out? I would have asked you earlier but I’ve been so busy with quidditch you know.” His cocky voice making me gag, I looked up at him to see him bending his arms up and showing his supposed ‘guns’. I’m pregnant and I found that I have a lot more mood swings… Then usual. I rolled my eyes and raised my hand.

“Yes miss. (Y/l/n)?” Trelawney said.

“My poor partner’s future says that he’ll die soon and it makes me very very sad” I said “I don’t want to hear the rest or I might cry so I’m just going to switch with…” I looked around. “Maverick, if you don’t mind”

“Oh. Go, go ahead” she said, I just decided to sit with Maverick. He was this Hufflepuff student in my year, same height as George, black glasses, black hair and olive skin. Every time we encountered, he seemed to always wave and smile in which I would always return because he’s always so nice.

“Hi” I said plopping down on the empty seat next to him.

“H-hi” he said meekly.

“So. What are we doing?”

“Well, we’re just supposed to look into the ball and see if a sign pops up.” It was silent until he started a conversation. “H-how are you? I heard that you and George broke up” I just looked at him and smiled.

“I’ve been better, I must admit. Just a little.”

'Oh also, I forgot to add that I’m pregnant but forget about it. How are you?’
I thought in my head.

“Um… You know that w-” he was cut short as he was pushed back making him fall. I looked at the attacker to see, George.

“What hell are you doing?” I got up and helped Maverick. George came closer.

“He was practically undressing you with his eyes” he said furiously, the anger getting the best of him. Everyone was looking now.

“So what if he was?!” I spat, my anger, now, getting the best of me. “We’re not together, George. Remember, you left me because you believed his bogus story!” I pointed at Tyler.

“I was wrong. I don’t know why I believed him.”

“Just save it. I don’t want to hear more lies” I said quietly before grabbing my bag and leaving the classroom then I began my long journey down the staircase.

“(Y/n)!” It was George.

“What George?!” I yelled. I was so done. God, I’m pregnant and I’m having a fight with my child’s father. I looked up to see George barely at the beginning of the staircase.

“I miss you. I should have never took Brennan’s word over yours-”

“Yet you did… Just leave me alone”

“No! I won’t leave you alone”

“Why not?”

“Because I love you. I made the biggest mistake letting you go but I won’t let it happen again. I’m sorry for everything, I should have never yelled at you or accused you of something like that. Just please give me a second chance.”

I was about to walk up the stairs and hug him but I think the baby was disagreeing. I can feel that weird sensation in my stomach and I began to feel a bit dizzy, I ran down the rest of the stairs with both of my hands over my mouth. I heard following footsteps indicating that George was chasing after me. I went to the nearest dirt path and let it go. I felt hands pull back my hair.

As I was done, I looked at George.

“I’m pregnant. Surprise!” I said weakly with a small smile. I think the adding of surprise made the news more cheerful I think. George smiled and hugged me tightly in his arms.

“I’ll be by your side the whole time”

“Do you promise me, Weasley?”

“Who do you think I am? Ron?” He laughed “I promise”

~~Kristian

8

“I didn’t plan on being here. I was all set for an internship at Mass Gen. And then… my mother gets the hiccups and.. I’m at a funeral. You know, we all have problems. Moms die.. And dads drink so much that they don’t even know what year they’re in. And sisters… I didn’t even know that there was a Meredith Grey until a couple of months ago. And, she won’t.. she doesn’t even want to talk to me. I don’t.. want to be here. I’d give anything to not be here. To have my life work out the way I planned. To even have time to ask ‘what about me?’ So, you… you change, you get over it. I’m here. Now. And you… You delivered a baby today. So, stop feeling sorry for yourself.”

I’m Pregnant? (Sequel to He’s Married)

Lafayette x Reader

Part One | Part Two 

Note: I wrote this because I loved the idea for the sequel and I kept getting ideas for how I could write it. Also, I named the children after Lafayette’s real children. 

Anonymous asked: oooh okay, could you maybe do a add on to He’s Married? Where after the reader goes back home, she writes to him telling him she is with child after they spent some ahem, time together, and she doesn’t get a reply and becomes worried until Laf comes home one day and surprises her and the girls? love your writing!

Word Count: 777

Originally posted by lafeyettegunsandships

You found out shortly after arriving back home in France from you trip to America to see your husband. You had suspected the possibility of being pregnant on the boat ride back home but decided that your constant vomiting could be explained with sea sickness and nothing else.

When you first made it home you forgot about it for a while, too excited to see your girls again. As you arrived at your parents home the two girls Virginie and Anastasie came running down the stairs to see you.

“Mama!” They both called out as you knelt down ready to hug them both, your arms outstretched. They crashed into you, wrapping their skinny arms around you and holding on as tight as they could. “We missed you” Anastasie mumbled as you kissed both their heads.

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Originally posted by alwaysbeenwithyou


“Love you, love you, love you, love you, and love you.” You said each one followed by a kiss to one of your child’s head as you went down the line of them sat at the table.

“Bye!” They called, paying more attention to the food in front of them than you leaving. Your turned towards John who was sat at the head of the table reading the paper and looking at the kids.

“And I love you.” You said with a giggle when he pouted at you like a kid upset he’d been left out. You Lenard down and took his face in your hands kissing him.

“Love you too.” He smirked.

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{ five’s company // ch. 24 }

t/w: childbirth? i guess (it’s not really detailed though)

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a/n: this is kind of long??? idk why

ALSO MY INDECISIVE SELF FINALLY NAMED THE BABY

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chapter twenty-four.

Your hospital bag was packed. You had the car seat already positioned in the back seat. Despite how much you packed you were never truly prepared for what could happen in that delivery room.

You woke up with a start. There was a horrible pain in your abdomen. You winced. This was more than just the baby kicking. You knew they were contractions by how intense they were. You let out a shaky breath, placed your hand over your stomach, and tried to wait for it to pass. You weakly shook Laf who rested beside you. At the sight of you sitting upright, he was quick to sit up.

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request from anon.
“Dear baby,
I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight. They don’t pull away, they don’t look at your face, and they don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness in it.” “I hope you become addicted, baby. I hope you become addicted to saying things, and having them matter to someone.”

Bonding

George Washington x Reader, Bro!Alex x Reader’s Daughter

Modern AU

Sequel to: Meeting the Family, Becoming Part of the Family, Baby Washington, Welcome to the Family

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 1392

Warnings: Babies, inexperienced baby sitting, swearing, I don’t know very much about babies sorry

Request: Have you considered writing another sequel for Meeting the Family? Where Alex and the baby bond or going to the distant future where her big brothers beat up boys that flirt with her or the guy who broke her heart? Or both? It’s always up to you, but I would love to read it! -anon

A/N: So, I just did the first part of this with the bonding and I will do another one probably on Tuesday with the boys beating up people that break the girls heart. Sadly, this doesn’t have too much reader in this and I’m really sorry for that. And it’s also more of a Fem!reader and I apologize for that because I do like to make things as unisex as possible. Hope you guys enjoy this though and have an amazing day! Love y’all!


Eleanor was growing quickly and Alex had made it painfully obvious by staying away from her. He still wanted nothing to do to her, meanwhile the other boys couldn’t leave her alone. Besides all the attempt you and George made, Alex refused to spend anymore time with Eleanor than he needed to. That was until he was stuck babysitting her.

“Why am I babysitting her? Can’t someone else do it?” Alex whined, watching you and George get ready for a business party he had that night.

“Sorry Alex, but everyone else is busy tonight.” You smiled sympathetically, ruffling his hair as you walked past him.

“I’m busy tonight too!” Alex exclaimed, glaring at you and George.

“Really? Doing what? This afternoon when I asked, you said you were going to be staying home tonight.” George said, trying not to lose his patience with him.

“Yeah, until I found out I’d be stuck with her.” Alex growled, just the thought of the baby making him even more angry.

“Alex, what do you want us to do? Make one of the other boys cancel on their plans?” You asked, slowly growing exasperated with the complaining boy.

“That sounds perfect!” Alex nodded, looking at the two of you expectantly.

“That’s not fair to the others. They have been babysitting her every time we go out for the past six months of her life. It’s time you helped out Alex.” George said, pulling on his suit jacket as you grabbed your own coat.

“You can’t leave me with her!” Alex cried, following the two of you into the little play pen where Eleanor was crawling around.

“You’ll be fine Alex, she’s just a baby.” You said, picking up Eleanor from the play pen. “She already had dinner so there’s not much you have to do. Just let her crawl around and play for a little bit, maybe you could read to her and put her to bed at 7:30. Remember to keep the baby monitor next to you at all times.”

“I don’t think I can do this.” Alex gulped as you handed him Eleanor to hold.

“Call us if anything happens.” George said to Alex, before softening slightly as he turned to Eleanor. “Bye bye sweetheart. Be a good girl for Alex!”

The two of you hugged Alex and Eleanor before leaving the house and the two of them alone.

“Ugh, it’s just me and you now.” Alex sighed looking down at the girl who was just staring at the door her parents had just gone through.

“Dada?” Eleanor asked, her eyes starting to well up with tears.

“Yeah, he left you kid.” Alex said, not noticing that Eleanor was on the verge of crying.

“DADA!” Eleanor started to scream and cry making Alex jump.

Alex had no idea what to do. Sure, he had seen the rest of the family take care of Eleanor, but he had never done it himself. He had no experience with babies and started to look around frantically for something to calm her down.

“Um…you want your blanket?” Alex asked, trying to hand the girl he favorite blanket that she quickly denied. “Okay, how about this teddy bear?” He tried again only for the crying to get louder.

He started thinking really of hard on what he had seen the others do. Hercules would usually start humming a song. Thomas would usually started bouncing her and talk in a soothing voice. And Aaron would usually hand the baby to anyone else before running out of the room.

Deciding to follow the other boys example, besides Aaron, he started to bounce Eleanor gently as he paced the room and sang one of his favorite songs very softly. Eleanor slowly began to stop crying and instead look up at the boy that was holding her. Eleanor had only been held by Alex once but, found him very safe to be around.

“See? There’s no need to cry.” Alex said in almost a whisper, the girl in his arms starting to smile up at him.

“Okay let’s go down to the living room so I can watch a movie while you play with whatever the hell these toys are.” Alex said, grabbing a few of Eleanor’s toys before taking her down to the living room.

Alex placed her inside another one of her play pens with her toys. Alex turned on a movie and almost forgot about the small girl crawling around. That was until she started throwing her toys at him.

“What do you want?” Alex snapped, Eleanor giggled at his unamused expression. “Oh, you think it’s funny when I’m upset do ya?”

Eleanor crawled the closest she could to Alex while staying within her play pen. She held up her arms as a signal to be lifted up. Alex sighed and rolled his eyes before picking the small girl up.

“You’re needy, did you know that?” Alex asked, Eleanor snuggling into his chest as he sat back down on the couch.

Alex looked down at the small girl in his arms and couldn’t help but smile. He wouldn’t admit it, but he was warming up the girl. Looking at her smiling up at him, Alex could feel his heart break a little. He had been ignoring this little girl for the first seven months of her life. Strangely enough, Alex hadn’t done a lot with Eleanor that night but he felt a bond with her. She was his baby sister and he felt the need to protect her.

“Ellie, you’re making me go soft. Stop looking at me.” Alex grumbled, hoping to make these feelings of love for her go back to hatred and envy. “Oh god, I used a nickname.” Alex huffed, realizing his mistake.

Eleanor giggled, making Alex look back down at her.

“Well, since we’re going to be here a while, I guess you may as well learn something.” Alex sighed, before moving Eleanor onto his lap to face him. “Repeat after me, Alex.”

Eleanor stared up at him blankly as he looked at her expectantly.

“Okay, we will try again. Alex. Al-ex.” He tried pronouncing out the syllables more clearly only to be met with silence again. “Come on! It’s not that hard, Ellie. If you can say Dada and Mama then you can say Alex. Al-ex, Alex, Al-ex.”

Eleanor smiled not even opening her mouth for an attempt.

“Well, I guess some of us are slow-” Alex was stopped mid sentence by the little girl in his lap.

“Awex! Awex! AWEX!” Eleanor started yelling, Alex grinned widely.

“That’s my girl, now let’s teach you what you need to call Thomas.” Alex smirked before pulling a picture of Thomas in front of the girl.

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You and George walked slowly into the peaceful house. It was almost too peaceful. You could hear the sounds of a movie coming from the living room.

“Do you think Alex got Eleanor to bed fine tonight?” You asked, the two of you walking down the hallway towards the living room.

“I’m sure he did great. I mean he didn’t call us at all.” George reassured you.

“Okay, I just hope this didn’t make him dislike her anymore.” You said, peeking your head into the living room before giggling. “Actually, I think Alex may have made a new friend.”

“What do you mean?” George asked, following your gaze before starting to laugh.

Alex was lying on the couch fast asleep with a Eleanor snuggled into his chest. He had one arm wrapped around her to keep her from rolling off of him and the couch. The two of them had a happy expression on their face as they slept.

“Should we wake them?” George asked, a large smile on his face.

“No, let’s let them sleep.” You smiled, leaning into George.

“I told you Alex would eventually get over it. He just needed some time to get to know her.” George said, pressing a kiss to your cheek before the two of you headed to your bedroom.

You and George were ecstatic that finally all of the boys loved Eleanor just as much as the two of you did. Everything seemed to finally fall into place. At least until the next morning where Eleanor would start to call Thomas some things you’d rather not repeat. Well, at least they bonded.

Kneeling to fan service
  • Jon: hi, the world you desperately want to own is in danger, can I borrow your dragons to save it for you?
  • Daenerys: kneel!
  • Jon: no.
  • Tyrion: he's not mad, you know, I spoke to him once, years ago.
  • Daenerys: what do you mean danger?
  • Jon: *goes on unnecessary, life-threatening wight hunt*
  • Daenerys: kneel?
  • Jon: no.
  • Daenerys: if you kneel, you can borrow my dragons.
  • Jon : no.
  • Viserion: ice ice baby
  • Daenerys: look what your zombies have done! #mychildren #theyllnominateemiliaforhersadfacialexpressionhere
  • Jon: *kneels* *dramatic and epic music to make causal viewers think this is a good thing*
  • JonxDaenerys: now we're going to have sex, because that's what teenage girls all over the world, who're still angry Hermoine fell in love with Ron, not Harry, want to see.
  • Daenerys: okay, I'm ready to save the world now! #heroine #savior #messiah 🐉🔥
  • Robb and Ned Stark: *turn in their graves*

anonymous asked:

Do you still have this audio of John singing Just Because drunk ? There was a mclennon fac that goes with it if i remember well...? Isn't it ?????

Yes

This is the song:

and at one point he sings:

SO LONG!
BEEN A LONG YEAR!

DOO-DOO-DOO-DOO…
ALRIGHT!

“IT’S ALL DOWN TO GOODNIGHT VIENNA
I’D LIKE TO SAY HI TO RINGO, PAUL, AND GEORGE… HOW ARE YOU?
EV'RYBODY BACK HOME IN ENGLAND… WHAT’S COOKIN’?”

DOO-DOO-DOO, HEY HEY

DARLIN’, I WOULD BEG ON MY BENDING KNEES!
BABY… YOU’RE SO SMART
I WANT PERMISSION…
???

LITTLE BY LITTLE BY LITTLE BY LITTLE…

I NEED YOUR LOVE SO BAD IT HURTS ME

George Weasley x Reader Imagine: Proposal: “I Loved You Before I Even Knew What the Word Love Meant.”

You were still in shock, it all happened so fast. You had just arrived at The Burrow, after flying there on brooms. You all had to drink Polyjuice Potion to look like Harry, so the Death Eaters wouldn’t know who to kill. It was quite a traumatic experience, one you were sure you would have nightmares about forever. Both Mad Eye and Hedwig died, both of whom, you were very close to. However, the person you were closest to, your fiance, George Weasley, had his ear cut off by a horrible curse. Even though no one knew you two were engaged, you definitely weren’t planning on telling anyone tonight. Fred and Arthur were the first to arrive at The Burrow, with both of them sitting on the couch, when you arrived. You were trying your best to carry George into the house, with his arm slung around your neck. Fred and Arthur sat impatiently, when they saw the horrific sight through the window. The quickly got up and helped you carry him to the couch. 

George was lying down on the couch, you standing a few feet away from him, still in shock, when Fred walked over to you and pointed his wand at you furiously. You put your hands up, unable to say any words, and everyone exclaimed, “FRED? What are you DOING?!” especially Ginny, who was practically your sister. Tears were streaming down your cheeks by now, but his wand was still pointed at you, when he asked, to prove that you’re really his sister, “WHEN DID GEORGE PROPOSE TO YOU?!” You stuttered out the best you could, “F-f-fred!”

“WHEN?!!” 

“OUR LAST YEAR AT HOGWARTS!” you scream through your tears. And Fred realized that you truly, without a doubt, were the girl that dearly loved his twin, and never meant for anything bad to happen to him. He quickly lowered his wand, walks over to you, and starts apologizing profusely. “I’m sorry, (y/n), I’m so, so sorry…” 

You hug him back, very tightly, and the both of you walk over to George, on the couch and of course, even in immense pain, George still makes a joke, which of course, you laugh at. His humor was one of the many things you loved about him. He looks up at you, standing above him, brushing his hair out of his face, attempting to calm him down, and he says, “Woah, am I dead? because that looks like an angel.” You smile at him, and he says, “Hi beautiful. I guess Freddie told everyone our little secret, huh?”

“Yeah, sorry guys…”

You said in unison, “It’s ok Freddie.” and smile at each other.


Later that night, George is feeling much better, and besides the drowsiness, almost back to his normal self. Of course that doesn’t stop you from constantly asking if he’s alright, bringing him plenty of food and water, and showering him with kisses, so happy to see him ok. (Not that he minded any of these things.) You bandaged and cleaned him up, and you were barely shaking of fear anymore. You were all sitting down together, when Mrs. Weasley asks, “So, about George’s proposal…” “Oh right,” you put down the cup of tea you had been sipping. Ginny says, “Ooh! Tell me the story again, I love it every time you tell me.” Everyone looks at her quizzically, and asks, “Every time? Wait Ginny, so you knew all along too?” “Oops, sorry.” “Well I guess everyone is full of surprises tonight. Anyone else want to chime in?” You raise your hand and say, “Oh yeah, I’ll go first. I’m pregnant.” The whole family gasps, and George had the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on his face. You tell them you’re just joking, and everyone lets out a sigh of relief. At any other time, they would’ve been overjoyed, but with Voldemort and the war and everything, the baby probably wouldn’t have been safe. However, you look over at George, at see that he has a very disappointed look on his face. So you tell him, “Sorry Georgie. But probably one day.” His face brightens up again, and he says, “Really?” and you reply, “Definitely.” He hugs you tight, because he loves the idea of having a family with you. “Alright, enough joking around, let’s go back to the proposal. George, when did you propose to her exactly?”


So, it started with a romantic stroll, probably your last, until you graduated and got to be with George and Fred again. We knew at that time that they would perform the legendary prank that would get them expelled. We were talking about how much we’d miss each other, when he got really serious all of a sudden. You were a little scared, since George being serious wasn’t something you were used to. You asked what was wrong, and he said, “(y/n), I have never been as madly in love with someone as I am with you. I’m going to miss you so much, and I never want to let you go, which is why I want you to come with me, help me and Fred run the shop. After all, it was your idea, and we couldn’t possibly run it without you.” You were pretty surprised, and told him, “But George, I still need to graduate, I just can’t. But I can come help you after I graduate.” “(Y/n), I know, but I want you to be with me now.” You gasped when he got down on one knee, “(Y/f/n) (y/l/n), I am madly head over heels in love with you. I’ve loved you since we kids. Hell, I loved you before I even knew what the word love meant. I want to spend everyday of my life with you, I want to have beautiful children with you, I want to grow old with you, and so much more, but for now, I want you to be my wife, and for me to be your husband.” You replied, still completely surprised, 

“George, I…”

“Look, I’m not asking you to marry me-”

“Well technically, you are.”

“You’re right, what I mean to say is, we don’t have to have a huge grand reception or anything…”

“Um, George,”

“…And we certainly don’t need to do it now, we can wait, or…”

“GEORGE!”

“Oh, sorry (y/n), let me slow down and start again. *clears throat* (y/f/n) (y/l/n), you are the love of my life, and I want for you to be mine, and me to be yours, so, will you marry me?”

“You didn’t let me finish from before.”

“Oh, sorry, (y/n).”

“I was going to say yes.”

“Yes to what?”

“Yes, I’ll come help you with the shop, I’ll be yours forever, and I will marry you!”

You were so anxious to kiss him that as soon as he put in the ring, you knocked the box out of his hand, and practically chocked him, you were hugging him so tight.


“After that, I got a special note from all of the teachers, who of course all despised Umbridge, so I would still graduate, just a tad earlier than everyone else. “Wow, it gets better every time,” said Ginny. By now, you were so tired that you were falling asleep in George’s arms. He looked down at you and smiled. “That was the best decision I’ve ever made.” You wanted to stay like this forever, surrounded by the only family you knew, wearing another one of George’s sweaters, this time a yellow with a red G on it. It smelled like him, and being so close to someone you love so much was making you want to cuddle with him even more. 

Molly asks, “Georgie, did  you get her a ring or something?” You take off your necklace that you wore all the time, that had the ring attached to it, and take the ring off the chain. Then George said, “Allow me,” and put it on for you, everyone leaning in, trying to see, and you extend your hand so everyone can see. The girls gasp and the boys go, “Nice job George” and everyone said, “How did u afford that?” And he says “All the products we were selling that year, and I had to borrow some of Fred’s profit as well.” 

You hugged Fred and said, “You’re an incredible brother Fred.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and he hugged you back and said “It was worth it for a sister like you (y/n).”

And George said, “I was gonna tell him after I proposed, but I needed to tell him then,” Then Molly says, “Ginny,  how did you find out?” “A bit of snooping, then I asked what was going on, and she said I can’t tell anyone, not even you and Dad.” George says, “Alright everyone, we can talk more about the wedding tomorrow, but we should probably get to bed.” To your surprise and delight, he picks you up bridal style and carries you to up to his room, even though you shared a room with Ginny, and set you down on his bed ever so gently, as if you were a fragile vase. He laid down next to you and  hooked his arms around your waist, and pulled you as close to him as possible. He felt warm and made you feel safe. You placed your hands on his chest, and your head under his chin, and let out a small giggle. He laughed slightly and said, “I knew you weren’t asleep.”

“No, but you make it difficult to not to be.” you said, “Georgie?”

“Yes love?”

“I love you”

“I love u more.”

~The End~