mix ups and mistletoes

Christmas Diamonds: George Weasley One Shot {Requested by Anon}

Request: Hey there! If you want to, could you make a fluffy George one shot where it’s Christmas? If you do, thank you so much!

Your P.O.V

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” I heard a voice call down from the common room.

“(Y/N)!” I heard again, this time, closer to the door of my dormitory. I groaned and buried my head deeper in my pillow, while taking my blanket and covering it over my face like a tent.

“(Y/N)! You have to come down now!” A different voice said. Knocks erupted on the door.

“Go away! Let me sleep!” I groaned out. I buried my head back into my pillow as I tried blocking out the noise, ever so desperately trying to go back into my blissful slumber.

“Oh well, Fred, looks like we’re gonna have to take on some extreme measures.” The voice said, a chuckle from the other following his sentence. My eyes sprang open as I realized who it was.

“I know just what to do.” The other one said.

“Okay now, what was it? Alohomi? Alohomises? Oh- I know! It’s a Alohotines!” One of the voices said, but almost instantly being interrupted by the other.

“No no no you dumb twit! It’s obviously Alohomines! Didn’t you here McGonagall yesterday blabbering on about it to Lee Jordan the other day? The woman bloody preached about it!” The other one said. I heard a slight slap, indicating that he had might have hit the other on the arm. I chuckled.

“Oi! Granger! What was it again?” The voice asked. I heard a faint grunt of annoyance.

I also heard the shutting of a book, along with a couple of very familiar laughs.

“I’m not telling you bafoons! Just let (Y/N) sleep, you’ve been waking her up for the past two weeks! All the girl needs is her beauty sleep! Don’t you agree, George?” Hermione said.

My heart lept with joy thinking about George. You see, George and I have been dating for about 6 months now. He’s the greatest person I’ve ever met. Despite his mischievous acts, he always finds time to settle down with me and be a romantic. A hopeless romantic at times, but he’s as sweet as chocolate. I listened closely as the conversation outside continued, while taking off the blanket slowly.

“ITS ALOHOMORA!” A low and raspy voice shouted, whom I immediately indicated being Ron. I heard laughs and the sound of a smacking as the twins cheered. I let out a laugh, causing everyone to go quiet down in the common room.

“Listen George, she’s awake!” Fred excitedly exclaimed. I could tell that George was smiling, since Fred started teasing him about the shade of red growing onto his cheeks.

Alohomora.” George carefully whispered.

The lock slowly clicked as it unlocked, revealing the twins pushing the door and walking through.

I was fully awakened by the loudest alarm I’ve ever heard in my life.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! WAKE UP! ITS CHRISTMAS!” Both of them shouted, as they started shaking my bed, causing me to sit up right away.

“ITS CHRISTMAS!” Fred shouted, a fluffy Santa hat on his head, while he blew a little green tube that belted out Christmas bells.

I struggled to sit up, my elbows supporting me as my eyes slowly opened to the sight of the most loudest, yet most lovable twins I’ve ever met.

“GEORGE, WHAT DO THOSE MUGGLES SING AGAIN?” Fred yelled once again, while throwing red and green glitter all over the dormitory. I groaned at the thought of cleaning it up later.

“THAT JINGLE BELL SONG!” George shouted, a huge and great smile plastered onto his face as he looked at me.

JINGLE BELLS! JINGLE BELLS! JINGLE ALL THE WAY! OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO RIDE ON AN ONE HORSE OPEN SLEIGH, HEY!” They both sang, while honking small horns at also brought out the sound of Christmas bells, along with a chime here and there.

“Well good morning to you too.” I chuckled, a smile growing onto my face.

“Good morning (Y/N)! Merry Christmas!” Fred happily exclaimed, hugging me tightly as I continue to sit on my bed.

“A big Merry Christmas to you as well, Fred.” I sweetly say back to him, hugging him tighter as he sneaked a kiss on my cheek, winking at George afterwards.

“Come down to the common room quickly, (Y/N)! There’s loads of presents and hot chocolate waiting for you!” Fred shouted as he left the dormitory, leaving George and I alone.

“Well hello.” I said to George, winking at him and smiling afterwards. He squatted beside the bed and looked at me.

“Merry Christmas, beautiful.” George replied. His gaze focused on my lips, as his wand twirled and a green plant appeared above us.

“Look.” He said. My head tilted up as I saw a little green, and somewhat sparkly plant grow above us. It took it’s beautiful shape and appearance just seconds after it was formed.

“It’s beautiful.” I said, chuckling and fixing my gaze onto George’s beautiful brown eyes.

“Do you know what it’s called?” He curiously said.

“I’m sorry, Hermione told me all about these last night and I couldn’t really pay attention. She went on talking about Christmas jingles and things like that, I got mixed up.”

I laughed.

“It’s called a mistletoe.” I told him.

“When two people are under a mistletoe (I looked up again), they kiss.” I winked at him, while biting my lip. His focus went back onto my lips.

“I like the sound of that.” George said, slowly leaning into me.

“Come here, handsome.” I chuckled at him, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck, as I leaned into him.

His sweet lips collided with mine, as we both smiled into the kiss. Our lips were moving in synch. Nothing could be better than this.

His hand went up to cup my cheek, as his other went around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“I (kiss) love (kiss) you (kiss).” George said, in between kisses.

We softly put our foreheads together, as grins slowly plastered onto our faces, giggles coming afterwards.

“Merry Christmas, George.” I said, biting my lip. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek in response. I leaned into my ear, and whispered,

“I think it’s time to open your presents.”

His arm snaked under my blanket, around my legs, while his other snaked around my back. He lifted me up into his arms, as I gasped in surprise.

“George Weasley! Put me down this instant!” I squealed, trying to squirm out of his grip.

“No can do love.” He teasingly said as he tightened his grip around my back, making sure I was secure in his arms. I rolled my eyes and gave me a kiss on the cheek, as I left the blanket on my bed.

He carried me bridal style out of the dormitory, and down the stairs into the common room. My feet did hit a couple walls along the way, but everything was fine.

George set me down on the couch in front of the fireplace, which was brightly lit, allowing a great warmth to spread around the room.

As I sat down, I was greeted by a massive group hug from Harry, Ron and Hermione.

“Merry Christmas (Y/N)!” Harry and Ron chimed, as they both wrapped their arms around me.

“Merry Christmas to you as well.” I sweetly said, hugging the little buggers back as a smile grew onto our faces.

“Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal.” Hermione said, both of us laughing afterwards. She pulled me into a hug, the feel of our friendship coming upon us.

She sat down next to me as George wrapped his arm around me, protectively, as the commencement of the present opening was beginning.

“The first one goes too, may I have a drum roll everyone?” Fred said, clutching a red box in his hand.

We all started drumming on our laps, grins awaiting the announcement of the name.

“Mr. Harry Potter!” Fred exclaimed, handing the red box to the green eyed wonder.

“It’s from Hermione!” Harry cried out, his fluffy hair getting into the way of his eyes. Hermione chuckled as he opened the box, his jaw immediately dropping.

“You couldn’t have!” Harry surprisingly said, his hands digging into the box.

“What’d she get you, mate?” Ron said, leaning towards Harry but getting pushed away by an eager Fred.

“YOU GOT HIM A SIGNED PICTURE OF THE CHUDLY CANNONS?!” Fred yelled, the same face of astonishment on his face similar to Harry’s. Ron’s reaction soon came in afterwards.

“NO WAY! THAT MUST’VE COST A FORTUNE!” Ron shouted as Harry carefully pulled the picture out of the box, grinning like crazy and his eyes almost glistening.

“Hermione, how did you-”

“No questions. Just, Merry Christmas.” She simply said.

“Alright then… erm … next one goes too….”

Throughout the hours of handing out gifts we all laughed and gasped in surprise. Ronald had received yet another maroon sweatshirt from his mother, along with George and Fred receiving green ones. Hermione had gotten a book about the History of Transfiguration, and the development of the Remembrall from Ron, which she seemed to love. Harry had gotten a little necklace with the golden snitch on it for me, with the fair scent of roses on it, those were my favorite.

Fred had gotten an all expense wizarding prank set from Hermione, which he immediately chatted away with George about, while poking and playing with the materials inside. We all sipped away our hot chocolate, as we approached the final gift under the enchanted Christmas tree.

“And the last one goes too, drum roll everybody?” Fred said, with his Santa hat a little lop sided.

The drumming noise had started against our thighs, but stopped as Fred was reading the name.

“(Y/N)!”

It was a quite small box, it was black. It seemed as if it held some kind of jewelry in it, but I didn’t get my hopes up.

It had a little ribbon on it, which contracted the message,

To (Y/N), From George.” Incursive.

I smiled at him as I bit my lip and carefully opened the box, making sure nothing spilled out.

My eyes met with the most beautiful piece I’ve ever seen in a while.

Within the thin black case, was a glistening necklace. It was bright white, and was incrusted with diamonds. It’s complex shape only made it more beautiful, and stunning to my eyes. I noticed something on the collar of it, and I saw a couple words written on it.

Taken by surprise, I took a closer look.

I’m so sorry I spilled pumpkin juice on you!” ,was written in small letters on the collar. These were the first words George had ever said to me. About 4 years ago, while I was speaking with Hermione about the Potions midterm, George had accidentally spilled some pumpkin juice on me, while chatting away with his friend, Seamus Finnigan. That was the first time our eyes had met one another, giving away the love we would be brewing up later on.

“Oh George..you shouldn’t have…” I said, my eyes watering as I looked up at him. His arm wrapped around my even tighter, as his forehead pressed up against mine.

“I love you so much (Y/N).” He whispered to me. His lips softly pressed against my forehead as he pulled me into a hug.

I closed the case and looked at it closer.

“Swarovski? How did you get this? It’s a muggle brand-”

“Hermione helped me.” He said, flashing a great smile.

“She sent a letter to her parents explaining everything about what I wanted to give you, and they mailed it back.” He continued on. Hermione hugged me from behind, while I hugged her back.

“You truly are one of a kind, Granger.” I said to her, laughing afterwards.

“Put it on!” She happily squealed out.

I pulled my hair back as she wrapped the necklace around my neck, the soft click of the both ends indicating that it was successfully on.

“It looks brilliant, (Y/N).” Ron said. He leaned in closer as his fingers crept onto the necklace, studying the jewels as George smacked his hand away.

“I love you so much, Weasley.” I smiled at George.

“I love you too.” He tilted my chin upwards and planted a sweet kiss on my lips, both of us smiling into the kiss like before.

“Now, who’s up for chocolate tarts in the Great Hall?”

anonymous asked:

How would be clexa Christmas in the mystic coffee universe? ❤

oh gosh, okay here, take this gross mess of holiday mystic au clexa feels


Clarke is generally unused to celebrating the holiday since she definitely doesn’t (can’t) go home, and her friends are usually busy or they go to distant relatives houses and Clarke hasn’t wanted to impose by inviting herself along. So usually she’d just crash on her couch and watch whatever crappy Christmas movie was on tv and get drunk on corner-store eggnog and eat mini candy canes until her stomach is sick. After the first two years of doing it, it was basically a tradition and it hadn’t really occurred to her just yet that this year might be a bit different.

So it’s mid-December when she offhandedly tells Lexa with a shrug that she usually doesn’t put much thought into the holiday, and the other girl stops them dead in the middle of the sidewalk aghast because, “Clarke, it’s Christmas.” And when this doesn’t garner the response she wants, she becomes determined to make sure Clarke gets caught up in the spirit of it. They end up running to a bunch of different stores, picking up lights and decorations right then and there and Clarke is mostly humoring her because she’s so amused by how excited Lexa is and okay maybe it’s a little contagious and I guess some of these decorations aren’t so bad. But then a day later Lexa buzzes Clarke’s apartment and she’s standing on the sidewalk looking half-frozen, breath coming out in puffs, next to a christmas tree. "Don’t just stand there, help me carry it in.” And when Clarke finally gets over her shock, they somehow manage to get it inside her apartment before any of the neighbors catch Clarke using magic after the two of them give up halfway up the stairs. 

And then Lexa is running around the room hanging up paper snowflakes and going on about sugar cookies and this new peppermint drink they’ve got on the menu in the coffee shop that doesn’t actually taste like pure sugar. And Clarke is just shuffling from foot to foot and helping when she can but it all seems kind of foreign to her. Because she still doesn’t completely get it, she doesn’t get the whole point, the whole fuss. But later, it’s dark out and Lexa asks “ready?” and flips the switch on the wall, and the small tree that she dragged all the way to Clarke’s apartment from god knows where, is softly set aglow…and Clarke gets it. 

And Lexa is watching her with a soft, knowing grin and after a moment Clarke just shakes her head and pulls her close and kisses her, because it’s the easiest way to convey this indescribable fullness in her chest. The lights on the tree blink and twinkle in response and the branches get fuller and Lexa is laughing softly and saying something about how Clarke is mixing up christmas tree traditions with mistletoe ones. 

And on the day, even though the forecast calls for clear skies, Clarke’s window alone has soft flurries on the other side. It’s late and she’s wearing a ridiculous sweater and they’re dozing together on the couch, neither wanting to move anywhere. Half-finished mugs of still-steaming apple cider sit on the table next to the snowflake shaped cookies that Lexa stole from work. The Christmas tree is lit up softly (it’s grown a bit since they first brought it in) and now sits with ornaments that like to appear and disappear or rearrange themselves on their own and it might be a little strange to anyone else but to them it’s perfect. 

Clarke feels warm and loved and thinks that maybe this new tradition isn’t so bad at all.


[writing soundtrack, taken from my mystic au playlist, was Weather by Novo Amor]

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AHAHA IT IS PAST MIDNIGHT I CAN POST THIS FINALLY

This is for thefangirlingglass, who listed a bunch of pairings/characters she liked. I decided to try to draw as many as I could before the deadline, and this is what I got! Made them Christmas-themed ‘cuz it’s fun that way.

And yes, I know that’s holly that Wheatley is holding in the first picture. It’s a common mistake for people to mix up holly and mistletoe, and I figured it would definitely be a mixup Wheatley would make.

Hope you like! :D Merry Christmas!

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I can not believe I mixed up holly and mistletoe all my life (now I understand some comments on my old art). But it’s okay, because in the end this mix up gave me a great idea for a Christmas art.

I originally just wanted to draw the first four panel comic, than I drew bonus art than I added more and…yeah, I drew a lot in the end.

Anywho, while we still have few days, but I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas (or Happy Hanukkah) and Happy Holidays!<3

Austin and Ally episodes

A few people asked me how to download the episodes and I have a few links. The others don’t work anymore. I DON’T OWN ANYTHING, I’M JUST POSTING THE LINKS FOR THE ONES WHO ASKED ME TO. Credits to http://austin-and-ally-episodes.tumblr.com/ for uploading them.

2.14 Spas & Spices https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7eHJ2NEVsYU16ZDg/edit?usp=sharing

2.15 Solos & Stray Kitties https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7YmV0bmpIa2Z6ejQ/edit?usp=sharing

2.16 Boy Songs & Badges https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7T3QtM3Qydm9zVGc/edit?usp=sharing

2.17 Tracks & Troubles https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7a2VHR1RzNloxNlU/edit?usp=sharing

2.18 Viral Videos & Very Bad Dancing https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7YTlUdTFobXZKTUE/edit?usp=sharing

2.19 Tunes & Trials https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7eFJsOEFJeFFYX3c/edit?usp=sharing

2.20 Future Sounds & Festival Songs https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7dXBzZjNCcldFLUE/edit?usp=sharing

2.21 Sports & Sprains https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7aDRPYnJOd3pYV0E/edit?usp=sharing

2.22 Beach Bums & Bling https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7ZzBEVFhEeHBFcHc/edit?usp=sharing

2.23 Family & Feuds https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7VFhFZ1pfUG10NmM/edit?usp=sharing

2.24 Moon Week & Mentors https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7dHNvcGwxSHBPTk0/edit?usp=sharing

2.25 Real Life & Reel Life https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7dVFwOXFkbjNNQ28/edit?usp=sharing

2.26 Fresh Starts & Farewells https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7c1VZUnNrSExsdHM/edit?usp=sharing

Season 3

3.1 Road Trips & Reunions https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx57oDqybJZbdHU4TU5aLXhFN1U/edit?usp=sharing

3.2 What Ifs & Where’s Austin https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx57oDqybJZbQXJyMHFyV2JPZlE/edit?usp=sharing

3.3 Presidents & Problems https://drive.google.com/file/d/0Bx57oDqybJZbX240dE5WZEx5TFk/edit?usp=sharing

3.4 Beach Clubs & BFFs https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8aamNN9nRw2d243TnU2OTJLY2s/edit?usp=sharing

3.5 Mix Ups & Mistletoes https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8aamNN9nRw2ZFZHUXE0TTVrN0E/edit?usp=sharing

3.6 Glee Clubs & Glory https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7d1RfSjRMRURZUWM/edit?usp=sharing

3.7 Austin & Alias https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8aamNN9nRw2ek1Od0YzMm9td1U/edit?usp=sharing

3.8 Princesses & Prizes https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8aamNN9nRw2bjByT3BieFE5TGM/edit?usp=sharing

3.9 Cupids & Cuties https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7bXh5ZExYZ2w1MjA/edit?usp=sharing

3.10 Critics & Confidence https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eD9IKQBdr7ZGtuclJxZVJ0QXc/edit?usp=sharing

Allysmoon, I hope it helps ;D

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Auslly at the piano … that piano is like has witnessed the evolution of their feelings

Call me stupid but here is like I didn’t see Austin&Ally. In these exchanged glances, these moments … is like I saw Ross&Laura (above all from the season 2). In these scenes I feel their really strong chemistry … now they’re together or not they really care and love each other, you can’t deny it, and on the set they have a good chemistry … that I see a lot specially in these scenes ♥
(insp)

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Per dirtelo ancora per dirti che 
più bella cosa non c'è 
più bella cosa di te 
unica come sei 
immensa quando vuoi 
grazie di esistere ... 
com'è che non passa con gli anni miei 
la voglia infinita di te

Auslly random moments ♥