love a clever girl

Prince Aladdin

i just rewatched aladdin with the roommates and it got me thinking

aladdin wishes to be made a prince, but all genie does is get him a lot of stuff and money. that’s not what a prince is. a prince is the son of the king, someone in line for the throne. someone with a lot of money is just - rich. so what i think is:

genie goes okay, that’s a big one - and i can do it! but not on my own, not if you want to do it right. not if you truly want a chance to marry your princess for real, as a prince. and aladdin is a foolish, moral, kind boy - and he agrees. he’s fallen in love with jasmine, an innocent all encompassing love, and he’ll do anything for this sweet, clever girl he only knew for a few hours. so genie takes him across the desert, far from agrabah, and plops right in the middle of a skirmish and is like okay, good luck! and aladdin is like ?????

but there’s assholes with swords attacking a young girl, and aladdin doesn’t even have to think about that, just like when he stood in front of the whip for those little kids. there are three men against him, but he’s fast and clever and has been against a dozen trained palace guards. so it’s not easy to get out of there alive, especially with the little girl to protect, but he manages it with only a thin slice on his upper arm, and he’s endured worse for less. so he picks up the little girl and says “i think we should get out of here, hmm?” and she’s in a pretty red silk getup with tiny jewels encrusted on her like stars against sunset. and she nods and throws her arms around his neck. she won’t talk, only points in the direction of home, but aladdin’s okay with that, he’s used to quiet, scared kids. so he keeps up a steady stream of stories of agrabah, which seems almost like this other desert land. but there are more men with swords and aladdin is like what the fuck is going on, but he hides the girl in a corner and fights them too. and that’s how it goes all the way home. there’s no one on the streets really, and they all scatter when the men attack, and they keep on attacking, he fights his way all the way through the city with the girl on his hip or hidden away.

and he should have known, of course, but he was tired and bruised and bleeding by the time he realized the little girl is silently guiding him to the palace and he’s like why can’t you princesses stay inside??? but he walks up and the guards get one look at the child in his arms and whisk him through and multiple people try to take the girl away but she won’t budge from him, a stubborn pout to her lips as her hands remained locked behind his neck. and he’s finally tossed into a throne room where a tall old man is sitting in agony and two young men pace in front of him, each at least a decade older than aladdin. “they’ve taken our sister!” one of the younger men hiss, “i don’t care about their power or their connections, they’ve taken esfir, and we must go get her!”

“uh,” he clears his throat, “hi?”

and all three men whirl on him and the old man stumble-runs to him. esfir finally lets go of aladdin to picked up and twirled around by her father. the two men are rahim and shapur and they look in wonder at this dirty boy of fifteen who’s returned the girl to them, and he speaks with an accent and clearly is not from here and they get the story from him - he’s traveled across the desert because those in his own country want him dead. “you know,” rahim says as the king clutches at esfir in desperate relief, “you could have held her for ransom. you almost died saving her, and we would have paid handsomely to have her returned safely.”

and aladdin gives him a flat disapproving look, appearing in this moment four times his age, and says “people are not objects or bargaining chips. especially not lost little girls.” and rahim and shapur share an impressed conspiring look and they each grab one of his arms and lead him away. “hey! what are you -”

“do be quiet little brother,” shapur says cheerfully, “we really have to get you out of your rags.”

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As children, we are our moon signs. In adolescence our sun sign starts making an appearance, but is clumsy and underdeveloped. Here are examples what the underdeveloped sign is like, versus the mature and fully developed sign. Sometimes, our sun sign never fully develops until middle age or never at all.

Aries Underdeveloped: Brash, aggressive, violent, impulsive. (The Incredible Hulk from Marvel)

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Aries Developed: Lively, optimistic, brave, strong. (Jasmine from Disney’s Aladdin)

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Taurus Underdeveloped: Greedy, stubborn, lazy, possessive. (Homer Simpson from The Simpsons)

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Taurus Developed: Gentle, determined, protective, generous. (Katniss Everdeen from the Hunger Games)

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Gemini Underdeveloped: Manipulative, anxious, flighty, “two-faced”. (Loki from Marvel)

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Gemini Developed: Intelligent, curious, adaptable, friendly (Rapunzel from Disney’s Tangled)

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Cancer Underdeveloped: Temperamental, self-pitying, pessimist, clingy. (Dudley Dursley from Harry Potter)

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Cancer Developed: Creative, loving, protective, leader. (Sailor Moon from Sailor Moon)

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Leo Underdeveloped: Vain, power-hungry, domineering, calculating. (Uncle Scar from Disney’s The Lion King)

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Leo Developed: Warm, generous, confident, loyal. (Mufasa from Disney’s The Lion King)

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Virgo Underdeveloped: Cold, unwelcoming, solitary, afraid. (Elsa, in the beginning of Disney’s Frozen)

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Virgo Developed: Smart, witty, independent, analytical. (Hermione Granger from Harry Potter)

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Libra Underdeveloped: Catty, sly, self-absorbed, indecisive. (Regina George from Mean Girls)

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Libra Developed: Charismatic, peace-loving, clever, fair. (Elle Woods from Legally Blonde)

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Scorpio Underdeveloped: Intimidating, jealous, demanding, secretive. (Marla Singer from Fight Club)

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Scorpio Developed: Intuitive, faithful, determined, unafraid. (Natasha Romanova i.e. Black Widow from Marvel)

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Sagittarius Underdeveloped: Chaotic, uncaring, careless, arrogant. (Harley Quinn from DC Comics)

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Sagittarius Developed: Endlessly optimistic, honest, adventurous, quick-witted. (Anna from Disney’s Frozen)

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Capricorn Underdeveloped: Selfish, apathetic, serious, frugal. (Voldemort from Harry Potter)

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Capricorn Developed: Disciplined, motivated, reliable, logical. (Batman from DC Comics)

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Aquarius Underdeveloped: Controlling, aloof, special snowflake, extremists. (Violet Harmon from American Horror Story Murder House)

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Aquarius Developed: Friendly, entertaining, unique, inventive. (Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter)

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Pisces Underdeveloped: Unpredictable, paranoid, escapist, irresponsible. (Cassie Ainsworth from Skins)

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Pisces Developed: Selfless, compassionate, eccentric, sensitive. (Alice from Disney’s Alice in Wonderland)

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Unknown territory

Originally posted by theshapeshifterss

Fandom: Twillght
Pairing: Paul Lahote x Reader
Word Count: 2.421

Requested by Anon:  On the Paul imagine I have an idea where he of course imprints on the reader but he’s scared to tell her but she makes him made by saying she like one of the others so he admits it. Is that OK?

A/N: Hey sweety! Here is your Paul Imagine. I tried to write it  a little different so …. I hope it came out alright :) Enjoy!. 

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Super fabulous YA lit meme → Five protagonists || 1/5: Julie Beaufort-Stewart, Code Name Verity

I am no longer afraid of getting old. Indeed I can’t believe I ever said anything so stupid. So childish. So offensive and arrogant.
But mainly so very, very stupid. I desperately want to grow old.


“To put it simply, I’m selective about who I work with…”

Troubled Thoughts

You gave him a soft kiss before he left and you started to get ready for bed. As you climbed under the covers your mind wondered to your wonderful boyfriend and his group. They really were all sweet boys and despite your original worries you couldn’t wait till you could go back and see them all again.

Prompt: You are S.Coups’ girlfriend and you’re scared to meet the boys because you think they won’t like you.

(Requested by Mari)

You stood in front of your mirror flattening out nonexistent wrinkles in your blouse for the millionth time. You couldn’t help but wonder once again if the boys would like you. Your boyfriend Seungcheol or S.Coups as his fans call him is leader of the group Seventeen and he had been practically begging you for weeks to let him introduce you to the boys. You weren’t so sure that was a good idea, but Seungcheol had met your friends and he really wanted you to meet his. You gave into his pleading last week after he took you on the cutest coffee date. You smiled softly to yourself as you thought back on the memory. It didn’t last long though as your phone vibrated and you pulled yourself away from your thoughts to go answer it. It was your boyfriend texting you that he was here to pick you up. You sent him a text saying you would be right out and hurried to grab your jacket. After a quick makeup check at the door you headed out.

You blushed at how sweet your boyfriend was as you saw him standing outside of the car ready to open the door for you like a gentleman. You walked up to him slowly and tugged nervously on the hem of your skirt.

“Y/N if you pull any harder you’ll rip your skirt.” Seungcheol chuckled.

“I can’t help it. They won’t like me I know it.” You said.

“Y/N they are going to love you I promise. You are my beautiful, clever, intelligent, stunning all-around girl and if they can’t see that then shame on them.” He held you tightly in his arms easing your worries with his words. You knew Seungcheol loved you and he would never force you into a situation he knew you couldn’t handle. You took a deep breath, inhaling some of the soothing scent of his cologne, and smiled up at him. He kissed your forehead gently and helped you into the car.

The drive over was a short one and when you walked up to the dorm, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend, you felt confident. Seungcheol unlocked the door and you were instantly assaulted with the noise. This however was only the beginning of the night. Introductions went quickly since the boys already knew your name and you knew all of theirs.You soon found out how much fun the boys really were once you warmed up to your new environment. You became fast friends with Joshua and Vernon since the three of you all spoke english. Later on, Seungkwan and you teamed up against Hoshi and DK for an aggressive karaoke battle. You started to get tired after a while and you looked at your phone. No wonder you were tired. It was way past midnight.

Seungcheol noticed how tired you were getting and told the members he would be taking you home. Some groans were heard throughout the room, but nobody argued with what their leader said. You gave a hug to each boy and said your goodbyes. They looked a little sad you were leaving so soon and you assured them that you would be back soon enough. Taking Seungcheol by the hand you left the dorm. Sometime on the ride home you had managed to fall asleep and didn’t notice when you arrived back at your house. Seungcheol didn’t even bother to wake you either. Simply picking you up and carrying you inside. You woke up just slightly when you felt him go to put you down on the bed.


“Yes Princess.”

“Thank you for tonight. I had fun. The boys are great and you were right. I didn’t need to be nervous because you would take care of me no matter what.”

He smiled fondly at you as he spoke,”I’ll always take care of you princess so don’t worry. It’s late so hurry and sleep. Finals are coming up and I want my baby to be well rested when that time comes.”

Aelin and Dorian at Queen of Shadows perhaps? sjmaas (Art by Wlop/Wang Ling - Comic GhostBlade)

“What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It’s strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I’d love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you…”

“I intercepted Chaol, and he informed me of your ‘condition.’ You’d think a man in his position wouldn’t be so squeamish, especially after examining all of those corpses.”
Calaena opened an eye and frowned as Dorian sat on her bed. “I’m in a state of absolute agony and I can’t be bothered.”
“It can’t be that bad,” he said, fishing a deck of cards from his jacket. “Want to play?”
“I already told you that I don’t feel well.”
“You look fine to me.” He skillfully shuffled the deck. “Just one game.”
“Don’t you pay people to entertain you?”
He glowered, breaking the deck. “You should be honored by my company.”
“I’d be honored if you would leave.”
“For someone who relies on my good graces, you’re very bold.”
“Bold? I’ve barely begun.” Lying on her side, she curled her knees to her chest.
He laughed, pocketing the deck of cards. “Your new canine companion is doing well, if you wish to know.”
She moaned into her pillow. “Go away. I feel like dying.”
“No fair maiden should die alone,” he said, putting a hand on hers. “Shall I read to you in your final moments? What story would you like?”
She snatched her hand back. “How about the story of the idiotic prince who won’t leave the assassin alone?”
“Oh! I love that story! It has such a happy ending, too—why, the assassin was really feigning her illness in order to get the prince’s attention! Who would have guessed it? Such a clever girl. And the bedroom scene is so lovely—it’s worth reading through all of their ceaseless banter!”
“Out! Out! Out! Leave me be and go womanize someone else!” She grabbed a book and chucked it at him.”
Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

That was the moment that this…this ship really sailed for me

I can’t help thinking that this passage below is an explanation of why Celaena have ended so abruptly with Dorian, of course there were other reasons, but the guilt of getting involved or just enjoying a relationship with a Havilliard must have had a large role in that decision. But in Queen of Shadows is Aelin that will return, she is a force to be reckoned with, she matured a lot, she knows him better and sees him as a friend now…so who knows what can happen

“He slumped down into the pen, and the puppies immediately leapt on him. “Perhaps I’ll see you later tonight.”
“If you’re lucky,” Celaena purred, and walked away. She smiled to herself as they strode through the castle.
Eventully Nehemia turned to her. “Do you like him?”
Celaena made a face. “Of course not. Why would I?”
“You converse easily. It seems as if you have…a connection.“
"A connection?” Celaena choked on the word. “I just enjoy teasing him.”
“It’s not a crime if you consider him handsome. I’ll admit I judged him wrong; I thought him to be a pompous, selfish idiot, but he’s not so bad.”
“He’s a Havilliard.”
“My mother was the daughter of a chief who sought to overthrow my grandfather.”
“We’re both silly. It’s nothing.”
“He seems to take great interest in you.”
Celaena’s head whipped around, her eyes full of long-forgotten fury that made her belly ache and twist. “I would sooner cut out my own heart than love a Havilliard,” she snarled.
They completed their walk in silence, and when they parted ways, Celaena quickly wished Nehemia a pleasant evening before striding to her part of the castle.”

Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass 

Doctor Who, a summary: 

This is very exciting but we appear to be in trouble.

McKirk HP Universe AU. 

Mildly based on Fantastic Beasts, but with only a few references. No real spoilers with regards to the story of Newt & co.

  • Being a wizard in a 1920’s New York is not easy. In fact, all over America, the laws for witches and wizards require you keep your identity hidden from those with no magic; all too afraid it would scare them into starting a war. But Jim Kirk lives in a wizarding community in Brooklyn, and the strong spells protecting the area means he’s not afraid to be discovered. He’s also often incredibly bored. Even at work, as an Auror, most of his job entails chasing after minor lawbreakers. All the while he, himself, actually uses spells in the presence of people without magic. It’s a kind of thrill he looks for, and he never gets caught. 
  • Until one time he does. He walks the streets on fifth avenue, passing Macy’s, and he’s interested in one of those gorgeous suits displayed in the window. There’s no way he has any money for that, be it wizarding money or otherwise. So he takes out his wand, muttering a spell under his breath, and just like that his outfit changes. He’ll definitely get into that gala tonight when he’s dressed like that.
  • “Hey!” Leonard calls out to him, and Jim is startled when he feels someone grabbing his arm, “I saw that - how did you do that?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jim says, frowning at the stranger and trying to be as casual about the situation as possible. “I’m sorry, but I really have to go–” “Hey!” Another voice rings, and Jim sighs when one of the security comes running out of the store, “stop! Thief!” Cursing under his breath, Jim uses apparition to teleport out of the street, but because the stranger is holding on to him, he’s dragged along, too. And as soon as they reappear in a narrow alleyway, Leonard let’s go of him in an instant. “What was that? How did you… where are we?” “Of course,” Jim says, “you’re a nomaj.” “A what?” “No magic. I’m so sorry, you weren’t supposed to see any of that. But don’t worry, okay? You’re not gonna feel a thing,” he says, lifting up his wand to press it against the side of Leonard’s head, but Leonard swats Jim’s hand away. ”Don’t touch me with that thing.”
  • Uhura catches Jim off guard, approaching him and yelling at him for using magic to steal, and then apparate, too. Leonard uses the time Jim is distracted with this woman to sneak away. Jim turns to look at him, and then curses at the empty spot next to him. “Did you at least obliviate him?” Uhura asks, and Jim groans. “I was getting to it!” Jim says. “You better make sure you do it,” Uhura says firmly, “I don’t want to have report this to MACUSA,” she says, and Jim grits his teeth. “Then don’t.”
  • He doesn’t actually find Leonard again that day, and it makes him a little nervous. He’s trained to find wizards, and he’s very good at it, too. How can someone with no magic keep himself hidden so well? So he doesn’t find Leonard, but Leonard finds him instead. Jim got himself stuck in a duel between two dark wizards. He knows his spells pretty well, but he’s not at all prepared for one of the unforgivable curse thrown his way. Jim sinks to the ground, his entire body in so much sudden pain he passes out. He’s in a tiny apartment when he wakes up, lying on a couch with a cup of steaming hot coffee on the saloon table next to him. Sitting up straight, he looks around in confusion. Leonard’s reading a book on the lounge chair nearby, and Jim raises an eyebrow. “You.” “I found you in an alley,” Leonard says, “you were out for almost all night. Are you alright? You look like you got hit by a truck,” he says, and Jim rubs his forehead. “I feel like that happened.” “I’m a doctor,” Leonard explains, “I checked you over, but I found no external wounds.” “No,” Jim says, reaching out for the cup and holding it in his hands, “you wouldn’t have. It was magic.” “Yeah, I figured it was your hocus pocus,” Leonard says. Jim turns to sit comfortably against the back rest of the couch. “You know I’m going to have to remove these things from your memory,” Jim says, and Leonard raises his eyebrows. “That’s not happening.”
  • Leonard asks him so many questions, and he’s genuinely interested, too. Not at all scared and defensive like they always predicted the nomajes would react. Leonard wants to know about the Magical Congress of the US. He holds Jim’s wand in his hands, and nothing happens when he swings it, but Jim shows him how he makes objects float. It’s okay, because he’s going to remove all of this from Leonard’s memory anyway. “So what about a school?” Leonard asks, “where did you learn?” “Ilvermorny,” Jim says, “my house was a Wampus.” “I don’t know what that means,” Leonard says, and Jim grins. “Everyone is sorted in a house, and you compete with your house to be the best at the end of the year. It promotes team work and studying harder,” Jim explains with a smile. “What was this school called again?” Leonard asks, and when Jim repeats it, Leonard just suddenly gets up. Jim is left alone in confusion, until Leonard returns. He sits down next to Jim on the couch, and he holds a letter in his hand. Jim recognizes the logo immediately, and he frowns. “That’s from Ilvermorny!” he says, “how?” “My daughter,” Leonard explains, “I thought it was a prank letter at first, but they keep coming.” “That’s incredible,” Jim says, because really, in this time and age, children of those without magic rarely end up in magic schools. “That means your daughter’s a witch,” he continues. “Kind of like my ex-wife,” Leonard laughs, and Jim doesn’t realize that’s a joke at first, and when he does, he narrows his eyes. “Rude.”
  • But Jim can’t obliviate Leonard anymore. Not now. Not now Leonard has a child who’s going to need the support of an understanding parent. Leonard might not have magic, but him understanding the world a little better would still make such a big difference to a young girl, as opposed to having a parent who’s constantly losing all their memory over a young teenager’s school progress. So instead, when Joanna comes to visit, Jim takes Leonard and Joanna out to the magic shops. They find Joanna a suitable wand, and when Leonard flat out refuses to give her a cat to look after, Jim suggests an owl instead. That way, they can also easily write back and forth. “She doesn’t know how to take care of an owl,” Leonard says, “and neither do I!” “Relax,” Jim says, “you’ll learn.” Jim assists Joanna in buying books, and a cauldron, and Leonard looks increasingly more grateful the more weird stuff they’re buying.
  • “What if she forgot something?” “We’ll send it by owl,” Jim says. “What if she gets bullied for having, y'know, non-magical parents?” “I’m sure she’ll be fine.” “But what if she doesn’t like it? Or gets hurt? I don’t even know where this school is.” “Leonard,” Jim says, turning to face the other man, “she’s going to love it, okay? It’s just like any other school. Joanna’s smart, she could already use the Lumos spell after I showed her.” “Which is illegal, according to your law book,” Leonard points out as they walk home from the train station. “Oh, you really read that? I’m impressed,” Jim laughs, nudging Leonard’s side, “calm down about this, okay? Joanna’s a clever girl, they’ll love her. And I’ll never let anyone take your memory away, I promise.” Leonard huffs. “You’re terrible at your job, then,” he says, and Jim laughs. “Maybe.” 
  • When they arrive at Leonard’s apartment door, Jim slides his hands in his pockets. He doesn’t really have an excuse to hang out at Leonard’s place anymore now that Joanna is off to Ilvermorny. But he’s desperately trying to find an excuse to stick around. “Thank you,” Leonard says, sudden enough to get Jim’s attention. “For what?” “Sticking around. If you hadn’t been there, I don’t think I would’ve let Jo go to that school. I don’t know anything about it, and there are no records of it anywhere, so…” “Don’t worry about it,” Jim says, “and anyway, there’s not a lot I’m not willing to do for a handsome face and a good-hearted doctor.” Leonard laughs, soft, but genuine, and Jim loves the look in his eyes when he does. And so Jim leans in, pressing a quick kiss to Leonard’s lips. Mostly experimental, but it feels surprisingly right. Leonard looks at him in shock, but then he leans in, too. Slower, this time, lasting longer, and Jim’s definitely breathless when he pulls away. “This, for the record,” Leonard says, “is frowned upon in both your world and my own.” Jim laughs, grabbing Leonard’s hand and walking up the steps towards the front door. “It’s fine, Leo.” “Maybe you should obliviate the neighbors just to be sure.” “I’m not going to do that,” Jim replies, “I’m not sure how well it bodes for me that you’re starting to understand so much of my world.” Leonard uses his key to open the door, letting Jim inside first. “With you and Joanna in it, it’s part of my world, too.”
What kind of girls they fall for...

Soooo, here we go! I wanted to make one for each of them, since they’re pretty different personality wise, at least to me. So, please, tell me what you think! 

Originally posted by hpfansblog


- Okay, so I feel like even tho Fred is really friendly and exited around people, he kind of has a thing for the more chill girls, you know?

- Like, not necessarily quiet or shy, but just not as exited around people as he is

- He can sometimes be a bit mean, without even realizing it, so having someone that’s a little calmer around him kinda makes him think more before he speaks

- Even tho he’s really into flirting, he also get’s jealous pretty fast, so he never goes for the girls that flirt with everyone

- He loves it when a girl is clever, because underneath he’s really curious and loves to learn, so if she can hit him up with a fun fact or two every now and then he’s thrilled 

- He’s really freaking honest, like, always, and if he ever finds out a girl is lying he get’s really pissed

- He loves it when girls are athletic,  and if she knows her quidditch, he’s sold

- Even tho he’s really, really in love, he needs his space, and if she can’t respect that, it won’t work 


- Even tho George is a little more on the calmer side himself, he loves girls with attitude and fire

- Like Ron, he finds it appealing to bicker every now and then, as long as they never let it go to far 

- He doesn’t really care if she plays quidditch herself, but he loves it when girls show interest in what he’s doing

- I feel like he’s the kind of guy that loves to do stuff on dates, all the time, like walks, or cloud watching, or trying to ride a bike, or even better a tandem bike

- He’s really affectionate when he falls in love, so he needs someone who doesn’t get tired of spending time with him 

- George loves it when a girl can laugh at herself 

- He also loves someone who can laugh at him, and not take everything so serious 

- He really respect a girl that can take care of herself, and doesn’t need him for everything (I mean, look at the women these guys grew up around, Molly does everything herself if she has to, and Ginny, don’t even get me startet on Ginny…)

Okay, so now I just want to keep making these, buuut requests first! (Thank you sooo much to those who have submitted, really). Hopefully the next imagine will be up sometime tomorrow (Norwegian time, sorry)! Anyway, thanks for reading!