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Thank you!!!

I have a Sherlock request if that's alright. Sherlock x reader (fem/gender neutral if you want) where reader is usually quite smart but today is the day where shit hits the fan and it's just one things after another and it ends with Sherlock making her/them tea and cuddles and kisses 🥺😍🥺😍

Okay but this is so relatable it hurts. I changed it up a bit but I hope you still like it!

Pairing: Sherlock x GN!Reader

Warnings: anxiety, but this is mostly fluff

———

It was the final semester of your PhD program, and you were working on your final thesis paper. Normally the words would flow easily to you, as your intelligence was very much comparable to that of your boyfriend, Sherlock.

Today though, you were hitting a wall. You couldn’t focus, and couldn’t for the life of you find the right words to explain your topic.

You slammed your head on the table, a groan leaving your lips as you struggled with your assignment.

Sherlock was in the other room, mentally going through his current case, trying to see if there was something his missed, when he heard the sighs of frustration coming from the kitchen.

He went and stored away his thoughts in his mind palace, leaving them be while he went to go and see what was wrong with you.

You didn’t even hear him walk in, too focused on trying to get your paper done, even though you haven’t even written anything in awhile.

“Y/N, take a break. I can see you are frustrated and unable to get anything done. Come join me in the living room for a bit.”

You shook your head, not wanting to leave your post at the kitchen table. Even though nothing was coming to your brain, you were afraid that even taking a short break would be detrimental to you finishing the assignment.

Sherlock knew that there was no budging you from your current situation. You were almost as stubborn as him. Instead, he rubbed your shoulder gently and went and turned the kettle on, preparing to make both of you some tea. If you weren’t going to stop, he was going to at least try and find subtle ways to help you relax.

Sherlock made the tea and set your cup next to you, giving you a kiss on your forehead. He then grabbed his own cup and sat across from you, deciding to keep you company while you work. His presence always calmed you down and helped you focus.

You grabbed your tea and took a sip. It was perfect, made just how you liked it. It instantly helped you relax. “Thank you.”

You and Sherlock sat at the table for awhile longer, you working on your paper and him sipping his tea. His presence helped you to focus and you got a substantial amount of work done.

Once you finished up, you and Sherlock spent the rest of the day relaxing and unwinding. No matter what, Sherlock will always be able to help you when you needed him to, even if it was just something as small as calming down while doing work.

[littlebitofwriting]

I have a Sherlock request if that's alright. Sherlock x reader (fem/gender neutral if you want) where reader is usually quite smart but today is the day where shit hits the fan and it's just one things after another and it ends with Sherlock making her/them tea and cuddles and kisses 🥺😍🥺😍

Okay but this is so relatable it hurts. I changed it up a bit but I hope you still like it!

Pairing: Sherlock x GN!Reader

Warnings: anxiety, but this is mostly fluff

———

It was the final semester of your PhD program, and you were working on your final thesis paper. Normally the words would flow easily to you, as your intelligence was very much comparable to that of your boyfriend, Sherlock.

Today though, you were hitting a wall. You couldn’t focus, and couldn’t for the life of you find the right words to explain your topic.

You slammed your head on the table, a groan leaving your lips as you struggled with your assignment.

Sherlock was in the other room, mentally going through his current case, trying to see if there was something his missed, when he heard the sighs of frustration coming from the kitchen.

He went and stored away his thoughts in his mind palace, leaving them be while he went to go and see what was wrong with you.

You didn’t even hear him walk in, too focused on trying to get your paper done, even though you haven’t even written anything in awhile.

“Y/N, take a break. I can see you are frustrated and unable to get anything done. Come join me in the living room for a bit.”

You shook your head, not wanting to leave your post at the kitchen table. Even though nothing was coming to your brain, you were afraid that even taking a short break would be detrimental to you finishing the assignment.

Sherlock knew that there was no budging you from your current situation. You were almost as stubborn as him. Instead, he rubbed your shoulder gently and went and turned the kettle on, preparing to make both of you some tea. If you weren’t going to stop, he was going to at least try and find subtle ways to help you relax.

Sherlock made the tea and set your cup next to you, giving you a kiss on your forehead. He then grabbed his own cup and sat across from you, deciding to keep you company while you work. His presence always calmed you down and helped you focus.

You grabbed your tea and took a sip. It was perfect, made just how you liked it. It instantly helped you relax. “Thank you.”

You and Sherlock sat at the table for awhile longer, you working on your paper and him sipping his tea. His presence helped you to focus and you got a substantial amount of work done.

Once you finished up, you and Sherlock spent the rest of the day relaxing and unwinding. No matter what, Sherlock will always be able to help you when you needed him to, even if it was just something as small as calming down while doing work.

[littlebitofwriting]

I have a Sherlock request if that's alright. Sherlock x reader (fem/gender neutral if you want) where reader is usually quite smart but today is the day where shit hits the fan and it's just one things after another and it ends with Sherlock making her/them tea and cuddles and kisses 🥺😍🥺😍

Okay but this is so relatable it hurts. I changed it up a bit but I hope you still like it!

Pairing: Sherlock x GN!Reader

Warnings: anxiety, but this is mostly fluff

———

It was the final semester of your PhD program, and you were working on your final thesis paper. Normally the words would flow easily to you, as your intelligence was very much comparable to that of your boyfriend, Sherlock.

Today though, you were hitting a wall. You couldn’t focus, and couldn’t for the life of you find the right words to explain your topic.

You slammed your head on the table, a groan leaving your lips as you struggled with your assignment.

Sherlock was in the other room, mentally going through his current case, trying to see if there was something his missed, when he heard the sighs of frustration coming from the kitchen.

He went and stored away his thoughts in his mind palace, leaving them be while he went to go and see what was wrong with you.

You didn’t even hear him walk in, too focused on trying to get your paper done, even though you haven’t even written anything in awhile.

“Y/N, take a break. I can see you are frustrated and unable to get anything done. Come join me in the living room for a bit.”

You shook your head, not wanting to leave your post at the kitchen table. Even though nothing was coming to your brain, you were afraid that even taking a short break would be detrimental to you finishing the assignment.

Sherlock knew that there was no budging you from your current situation. You were almost as stubborn as him. Instead, he rubbed your shoulder gently and went and turned the kettle on, preparing to make both of you some tea. If you weren’t going to stop, he was going to at least try and find subtle ways to help you relax.

Sherlock made the tea and set your cup next to you, giving you a kiss on your forehead. He then grabbed his own cup and sat across from you, deciding to keep you company while you work. His presence always calmed you down and helped you focus.

You grabbed your tea and took a sip. It was perfect, made just how you liked it. It instantly helped you relax. “Thank you.”

You and Sherlock sat at the table for awhile longer, you working on your paper and him sipping his tea. His presence helped you to focus and you got a substantial amount of work done.

Once you finished up, you and Sherlock spent the rest of the day relaxing and unwinding. No matter what, Sherlock will always be able to help you when you needed him to, even if it was just something as small as calming down while doing work.

[littlebitofwriting]

I have a Sherlock request if that's alright. Sherlock x reader (fem/gender neutral if you want) where reader is usually quite smart but today is the day where shit hits the fan and it's just one things after another and it ends with Sherlock making her/them tea and cuddles and kisses 🥺😍🥺😍

Okay but this is so relatable it hurts. I changed it up a bit but I hope you still like it!

Pairing: Sherlock x GN!Reader

Warnings: anxiety, but this is mostly fluff

———

It was the final semester of your PhD program, and you were working on your final thesis paper. Normally the words would flow easily to you, as your intelligence was very much comparable to that of your boyfriend, Sherlock.

Today though, you were hitting a wall. You couldn’t focus, and couldn’t for the life of you find the right words to explain your topic.

You slammed your head on the table, a groan leaving your lips as you struggled with your assignment.

Sherlock was in the other room, mentally going through his current case, trying to see if there was something his missed, when he heard the sighs of frustration coming from the kitchen.

He went and stored away his thoughts in his mind palace, leaving them be while he went to go and see what was wrong with you.

You didn’t even hear him walk in, too focused on trying to get your paper done, even though you haven’t even written anything in awhile.

“Y/N, take a break. I can see you are frustrated and unable to get anything done. Come join me in the living room for a bit.”

You shook your head, not wanting to leave your post at the kitchen table. Even though nothing was coming to your brain, you were afraid that even taking a short break would be detrimental to you finishing the assignment.

Sherlock knew that there was no budging you from your current situation. You were almost as stubborn as him. Instead, he rubbed your shoulder gently and went and turned the kettle on, preparing to make both of you some tea. If you weren’t going to stop, he was going to at least try and find subtle ways to help you relax.

Sherlock made the tea and set your cup next to you, giving you a kiss on your forehead. He then grabbed his own cup and sat across from you, deciding to keep you company while you work. His presence always calmed you down and helped you focus.

You grabbed your tea and took a sip. It was perfect, made just how you liked it. It instantly helped you relax. “Thank you.”

You and Sherlock sat at the table for awhile longer, you working on your paper and him sipping his tea. His presence helped you to focus and you got a substantial amount of work done.

Once you finished up, you and Sherlock spent the rest of the day relaxing and unwinding. No matter what, Sherlock will always be able to help you when you needed him to, even if it was just something as small as calming down while doing work.

[littlebitofwriting]

Ahh this is so cute!!

Ohhh for regular Bucky, I love stuff about him trying to reconnect with people again but he’s just a little awkward, his charm comes out but he’s just more nervous than he used to be and maybe like, after he keeps waking up from nightmares, he’d take a walk, go to a cafe maybe that’s still open and you’re always there too and he learns that you have trouble sleeping as well, so you always meet there and talk until you’re sleepy again and he ALWAYS walks you home

wc: 622

warnings: none, just fluff

Bucky Barnes. Kind, funny, charming. Raging insomniac.

He buys you a coffee every time he sees you. He also blushes, and stumbles over his words, and sometimes flirts a little bit. It’s sweet. Not old man sweet, but really sweet.

“Again?” You hear his voice from behind you and grin.

“You too?” You gesture to the seat opposite you when he appears in your peripheral vision, and he takes it. It’s nearly two in the morning on a Friday, and you’ve sat across from this man three times at this same hour already this week.

“Always.” He sets his keys on the table. “What are you drinking?”

“Vanilla-something-latte. Tried something new this time.”

“Is it any good?”

“You want me to be honest?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Tastes like shit.”

He laughs. “Let me buy you something else. You want what you usually get?”

“Sure.”

He stands and orders a cappuccino for himself before reciting your regular order to the barista, waiting at the counter for them to be ready. He brings them over in gloved hands and sets them down carefully.

“Can I ask you something?” You question while he gets settled in the wooden chair again.

“Of course.” He clinks the top of his lidded cup to yours before sipping.

“Why do you always wear those gloves?” You point to his hands.

He shrugs. “Um...poor circulation.”

You quirk an eyebrow, keeping eye contact while you take the first sip of your coffee. “Really?”

He squints playfully and nods in a way that tells you he’s lying, but you shouldn’t push it. So you don’t.

“Okay, can I ask you something else?”

“Sure.”

“Why are you always here?”

He holds a hand to his chest, feigning offense, making you giggle. “You don’t like me?” You shake your head, eyes gleaming. “I just can’t sleep. What about you?”

“I work nights. Need a transition from work to sleep.”

“So, you drink coffee to go to sleep?”

“I never said that it made sense. I just like this place.” You look around, at the rustic furniture and the Edison bulbs that offer no real source of light.

“Well, it definitely doesn’t.” He smiles. “Can’t imagine it’s too safe for a woman around here at night?”

“I carry pepper spray.”

“How about I walk you home? If you want, I mean.”

“It’s okay, I wouldn’t want to trouble you.”

“You won’t be. I insist. I’d sleep better if I knew you got home safe.”

“You don’t sleep.”

He chuckles. “You know what I mean.”

“Okay.” You agree. “But only because you want to.”

“Good. Thanks.”

You both sip at the hot drinks, holding the cups by their compostable sleeves, leaning closer to each other with every word that slips from your eager mouths.

“I think I’m getting tired.” You admit, not twenty minutes later.

“I won’t ask how that’s possible, with all this caffeine.”

“I wouldn’t have an answer if you did.”

“You ready to go?”

“Yup. You?”

“Uh-huh.”

You both stand, push in your chairs, toss out your trash. He opens the door for you, like a true gentleman, and follows your lead as you make your way to your place. It’s only five or six blocks, and he sees you to the door.

“Thanks for walking me home.” You smile at him.

“Yeah, it’s no problem.” He waves off your gratitude, looking between your eyes, as if contemplating something.

“Well, goodnight. I’ll see you...when I see you.”

“Tomorrow, probably. I’m on a roll this week.”

“Perfect.”

“Alright. Goodnight, then.” He shuffles his feet to turn away from you and starts down the stairs. You watch him leave, and shout when he’s about twenty feet away. “Sweet dreams!” You blow a kiss.

He turns to beam and wave at you. “You too!”

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I wish I had Bucky when I got my vaccine 🥺

Post-vaccine cuddles- B.B.

DON’T STEAL, REPOST, OR TRANSLATE MY STUFF!!!!

a/n-Please like, comment, and reblog!! It means a lot to me that i know anyone who reads my stuff, likes my work! Don’t be afraid to send me asks as well. I’m not currently taking requests(i’ll occasionally ask for ideas though!), but i’m always open to talk to new ppl:)

Summary: You get your first dose of the vaccine and Bucky takes care of you.

Warnings n stuff: 18+, modern day au, fluff

It is only when Bucky hears you groan when he realizes something’s not right. Even if he is in the shower, running water pouring over his body and down onto the tiles below, he can still hear the slightly pained groan that comes from your lips. He’s quick to get out of the shower and dry off, throwing on his clothes before he can even think to do anything else, and once he pops out from the bathroom; the sight he sees makes his heart ache. Your eyes are drifted closed, but you’re not asleep. Your arms and hands are on his side of the bed, resting on his pillow as if you’re afraid he’s gone for good. Your mouth is parted and your breathing is a bit heavier than normal, then another pained groan emits your chest. “Bucky...?” You rasp out and he wonders what has made you feel so bad. “Yes, doll?” “I think that vaccine has caused some side effects.” You groan with a small bit of amusement in your voice and Bucky chuckles out of relief, knowing it’s nothing too serious.

“So...you’re not dying on me?” He asks with a playful tone. “No, not yet anyways.” You mumble then open your eyes. “My arm hurts, Buck.” Bucky looks at you with soft eyes and the need to do whatever he can for you kicks in; he wants, no, he needs to make you feel better. “What can i do to help, doll face?” You move your hands from his spot, but not before patting the area he was laid in about twenty minutes ago. “Lay down, cuddle me. Please?” Your voice isn’t as raspy now, but he can tell you just want to go back to sleep. “Okay, doll. I’ll be right back and then i’ll join you in bed.” Bucky says before he presses a short, but nonetheless loving kiss to your head. You smile up at him right before he walks out of your shared room.

Bucky is on the hunt for some water, some snacks that won’t spoil if they sit beside your bed for some hours, and some medicine if you need to take it. Once he gathers those few things, he heads back to your room. He makes sure to shut the door and lock it behind him, knowing that you would’ve asked him to anyways, then he pads over to the dresser. Instantly, he grabs your favorite pair of fuzzy socks that have cute, dark, blue owls on them and moons. He shuts the drawer back before walking to his side of the bed. “Do you want some water now?” He asks, motioning to the water bottle. You nod your head and begin to sit up. Your arm burns where the shot was given at and you wince in discomfort.

Bucky’s hand is immediately on your shoulder and the other is on your waist to help you sit up. Once you do, he opens the bottle of water and hands it to you. “Thank you, baby.” You whisper before taking a sip. Bucky smiles as you drink, knowing that he can at least do things right for you, and that he can make you feel a little better, and that makes him feel better. You soon hand him the bottle back, and he screws the lid on effortlessly. “Here, let’s get your socks out on, and i brought you some meds if you need them later.” Bucky says after he sets the water down along with the medicine bottle on his bedside table. He picks up the socks and removes the covers from you. Chills make their way up your spine and you shiver. “Cold? Or fever?” You chuckle, “Not sure, think it’s the fever though.” Bucky takes one of your ankles in his hand and begins to put the sock on your foot. He does the same to the other one and then gets you situated back underneath the warm covers. “Anything else, doll?” His hand gently cups your cheek and his slightly calloused thumb rubs over your cheek. “Just cuddles.” You beam happily up at him and he nods.

He arranges everything on his bedside table so it’s easier to reach if you need any of it, then he begins to crawl into the shared bed. “Buck?” Your voice stops him right as he sits down onto the plush, red sheets; his legs slightly dangling from his position. “Yes, doll face?” He turns to look at you, your eyes gleam as you admire him in your sick and sleepy state. “Can you take off your shirt?” He knows whenever you’re on your period, or you generally just don’t feel good, you ask for him to be shirtless so you can feel his skin on yours, even if it’s just your hands(and arms) that can feel him; seeing as you’re in just his shirt and some socks now. He gives you a soft smile, then tugs the shirt he put on earlier, over his head.

Your heart beats quicker and you immediately grab his wrist to pull him further into the bed once he’s thrown the shirt onto the floor. Bucky wastes no more time in laying down and engulfing you into his arms. He’s wearing shorts, as he does only around the house, so he can feel your fuzzy socks and your legs on his. One of your hands is resting palm down onto his chest while your index finger taps or draws small little circles, the other hand is resting on his side. Your nails occasionally scratch down his torso in a feather-like manner, and Bucky feels as if he’s falling even more in love with you.

One of his hands caress your back underneath his baggy shirt that you’re wearing, and the other gently holds your head as if you’re made of the finest china ever made. His thumb slowly rubs the back of your head and your mind is beginning to succumb to the land of sleep. “I’ve got you, doll. Will never let anything happen to you.” Bucky presses a kiss to your forehead and you snuggle deeper into him. “I love you, Bucky. Thank you....” He smiles, more-so to himself than anyone else, and realizes for what seems like the millionth time that he’s finally got what he deserves: you. His happiness, his light on darker days, his muse. He’s finally got what Steve has been talking about all this time.

“I love you too, sweetheart. You don’t ever have to thank me for the things i do for you, it’s all out of love.” Bucky mumbles right before you fall asleep in his arms, and he wonders how Steve knew the two of you would’ve gotten along so well before you two even met. He’s got to remember to call Steve later, so he can thank him yet again.

[littlebitofwriting]

Hi all! I’m currently taking requests for head canons, blurbs, and one shots for MCU, supernatural, Sherlock, criminal minds, and shadow and bone characters! Please send them on in :)

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Updating the masterlist to work with my new username is a pain in the ass 🙃

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MASSIVE UPDATE

So it’s been awhile. If you have noticed I have changed my blog (I was writingwizardwheezes) to be a multi fandom blog. I will no longer be taking Harry Potter requests (I just haven’t had the motivation anymore), but I will take requests for the following fandoms:

MCU

Supernatural

Criminal Minds

BBC Sherlock

Shadow and Bone

Thank you for sticking with me, and I hope to get this blog back up and running ❤️

[littlebitofwriting]

Hi 🥺

UPDATE

First of all, thank you for 300 followers. I’m so glad that I have so much support for this blog already. In honor of that, I’m gonna do a short blurb/headcanon night???/week to celebrate. All you have to do is request a character, topic, and whether you want a headcanon. They’ll be pretty short, but I hope you still enjoy them anyways.

Second of all, I graduate from college this week! What this means for the blog is that I’ll finally have time to write again. I have a fic that I have been writing for almost a month that hopefully will be out in the next week, so keep your eyes peeled!

Finally, thank you for all of your support for this blog even though I haven’t been very active. It means the world to me. I love you all 💕

Sarah

[littlebitofwriting]

UPDATE

First of all, thank you for 300 followers. I’m so glad that I have so much support for this blog already. In honor of that, I’m gonna do a short blurb/headcanon night???/week to celebrate. All you have to do is request a character, topic, and whether you want a headcanon. They’ll be pretty short, but I hope you still enjoy them anyways.

Second of all, I graduate from college this week! What this means for the blog is that I’ll finally have time to write again. I have a fic that I have been writing for almost a month that hopefully will be out in the next week, so keep your eyes peeled!

Finally, thank you for all of your support for this blog even though I haven’t been very active. It means the world to me. I love you all 💕

Sarah

[littlebitofwriting]

You know, my favorite Harry Potter character is Severus Snape. And not because I think he’s a good person (because he sucks), but because I like his storyline. He is super toxic and a crappy person, but I really like how even though he despises Harry, he still protects him to his last breath. Also, I just have a soft spot for darker characters.

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reminder to all that angelina johnson is truly that bitch

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I am so sorry for not posting much lately. I’m really close to the end of my college career so I’ve been busy with that. I promise to get back into writing within the next few weeks, but for now I need to focus on school. Can’t wait to get back at it.

[littlebitofwriting]

Thanksgiving Headcanon

Pairing: Harry Potter x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: it’s turkey day in the US, so I decided to write this short headcanon. I have some longer fics coming, but the writing process is taking longer than I thought. I hope you enjoy!

———

You were an American born witch living in London.

You had met Harry a few years after the Second Wizarding War. You had a job in the ministry as a liaison between the US and UK Ministry’s of Magic.

You worked with Harry a lot, communicating to the US about changes being made in the UK in regards to magic law.

You and Harry developed a close bond, and started dating about a few months after working together.

It was nearing thanksgiving, and you wanted to give hour boyfriend and authentic American experience with the holiday.

You made all the fixings that your family included in a thanksgiving feast, and invited Harry and some of his closest friends for dinner.

Everyone enjoyed the food, but especially Harry. He made sure to praise you for everything you made, knowing how important the holiday was to you.

Harry also he told you he loved you for the first time that night, realizing that you were someone special if they were willing to spend so much time to show him what their life back home was.

You obviously said you loved him back (because duh, you made a whole ass meal for him).

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hi! just passing by to say that i love your writing 🥺 all of your fanfictions are so good and so cute

This is so sweet. Thank you 🥺💕

[littlebitofwriting]

My heart 🥺💕

Reader’s Masterlist #5

Not my stories. Just my favorites from other writers. All credits and support to the original artists.

IMPORTANT: like and REBLOG all the fanfics you read to support the writers, please.

If you liked the fanfic, tell the writer. They will be in cloud nine with your compliment! Show support!

* = NSFW

Link to all my masterlist (+ Draco Malfoy, Loki, Shawn Mendes, Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Angus McGyver, Newt Scamander)

GEORGE WEASLEY X READER

Love At first Sight     @wondernimbus

Summary: Cheesy love at first sight we all need from time to time.

Be Happy Again     @selfwriting-sugarquills

Summary: This is like a teaser for a series. Sadly it is Fred is dead canon, BUT this part has such a rhythm it'’ so good to read. I caught myself reading it out loud just to enjoy it fully.

Materlist         @writesowhatnext

Summary: I recommend everything here. Period.

Fred Knows      @acciotwinz

Summary: Fred and Angelina’s wedding is around the corner and Geroge still doesn’t have a date and that doesn’t sit well with the happy couple.

Masterlist       @plant-flwrs

Summary: I recommend everything here.

Mischief       @plant-flwrs

Summary: George falls for the mischievous pureblood Slytherin who couldn’t care less about blood status.

Wonderful Thing     @pastanest

Summary: the amount of fluff in this will kill you. George and reader have an absurdly close friendship and of course they gotta a crush. Just read it.

Good girl *     @lumosandnoxwriting

Summary: George has been the reader’s enemy since their first year at Hogwarts together and now, in their final year the universe keeps throwing them together in ways that make the reader question why she ever hated George in the first place. This is smut, babies, enjoy and be warned. 

Under The Stars    @feetoffthetable

Summary: best Yulle Ball I'’e read, cheesiest George EVER.

I solemnly swear i am up to no good     @shysneeze

Summary: what if one night the golden trio is look at the marauders map that the twins gave Harry and they see the reader and George sneaking around hogwarts and they ask George about it the next day? 

Finally home *    @malfycs

Summary: george has always tried to prove to you that he wants what’s best for you. will he ever succeed in winning your heart, or will you break his instead? A.K.A long ass fic that ends in smut. Amazing. Read!

In Safe Hands *    @theweasleysredhair

Summary: this is hand porn basically. And you want to read it, just go. 

Dating Someone Shorter  @writingwizardwheezes

Summary: for the shortie club

Here’s To Luck     @holyhead-hufflepuff

Summary: smooth George, reader and George's dynamic is amazing. 

The Only Exception    @chudleycanons

Summary: (Y/n) swears that she will never fall in love. George is determined to change that

Little Less To Love    @durmstrange

Summary: I know the title seems angst as fuck but it's about George losing his ear, funnier than the ‘I am holey’ bulshit lol

Chocolate Milk    @durmstranged

Summary: George finding out he is gonna be a daddy in the best way. 

NSFW Alphabet *  @gredandforge01

Summary: we are lacking some NSFW stuff so here is the good and old nsfw alphabet.

Sweet Like Honey   @gcdric

Summary: It’s finally the day of the Yule Ball and you and George are both nervous as can be. Will he find the nerve to make a move or will you have to take drastic measures?

Masterlist   @weasleydream

Summary: if you look in this master post, the less we have is angst because it's not my cup of tea, but this writer have some very good angst and I read it all without meaning to because it’s just so good. Dive in and cry, you are going to suffer, but you will be grateful for it. 

First Christmas   @loony-loopy-lupinn

Summary: shortie one with baby Weasley first Christmas and cute daddy George. 

Sweaters   @fandoms-archive-blog

Summary: Molly having enough of you two pinning for years and giving a little help. 

Kinktober Masterlist *   @wand3ringr0s3

Summary: shameles smut in every piece. There are Fred fanfics here too.

Cherry, Lemon, Peach   @harrysweasleys

Summary: george is obsessed with your chapstick and tries to guess what flavour you’re wearing. 

DRACO MALFOY X READER

Veritaserum   @wondernimbus

Summary: Draco is pranked into drinking veritaserum and for one day he speaks his mind freely. He loose some friends, get on bad terms with the teachers but worst of all: he can't shut the fuck up about how beautiful you are. This fanfic is perfect, seriously, the parallel between him being rude to you but not stopping telling you how he loves your eyes. It’s * chef kiss*. 

Two Sworn Enemies    @wondernimbus

Summary: This is part 2 but still, Draco and reader hated each other since year 1, suddenly, the little shit starts to throw cheesy pick up lines at you every opportunity he gets. At first you hated it, but maybe, just maybe, there is more to it than you are willing to figure out. (ps: the way the writer builds the golden trio + reader friendship is AMAZING, also the twins are there so) (pps: go to her master list!)

Masterlist   @adorerdraco

Summary I recommend everything here.

Masterlist    @wondernimbus

Summary: there is Fred, George, Harry and a bunch of other characters here. Go all or it!