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[yupthisisshe]

Rose for the Lady - George Weasley x fem! Reader

(Rose for the Lady - George Weasley x fem! Reader)

Muggle-born students have really made Valentines Day take off at Hogwarts

Sixth-years were selling roses as a fundraiser and coming around to people during meals in the Great Hall to promote the fundraiser and take sales.

Susan Bones came over to where you and your friends were sitting.

“Roses for the lady?” they gestured to the twins (likely because you were sitting in between the both of them, something that always happened unless the twins were trying to be mischievous towards someone. But what could you say? The three of you were really close. You were close with Lee, too, of course. But the twins understood you.

Lately, Hermione and Ginny have been insisting that George is into you. You keep telling them that it’s hogwash and you’re just friends.

“For now. ~” is all they keep saying in response.

But this should prove your point. If he liked you, he'd buy roses for you from him. Not roses from the both of them, joking around with you like they always do. Roses from George specifically. And he won’t do that. He’ll either say no thanks or they'll both make of small show of presenting you with flowers as their mysterious and wonderful rendezvous lover. Or something like that. They get really creative with these impromptu stories.

What happened next, however, only proved Ginny and Hermione to be more credible.

“Yeah, I'll take a rose, thanks,” said George to [the sixth year]. Your eyes widened. You could feel Hermione and Ginny share a glance and a smirk. You looked at George like he’d become the next Nearly Headless Nick. “Here you go, for you.”

“You're joking.” you insisted, staring at the rose, your eyes wider still.

“No, really. For you, Beautiful.” Maybe all those times he called you “Beautiful” weren't just him messing around. I mean he made it clear that he really did think you were beautiful and not just kidding, but you still thought he was just teasing or playing around when he called you “Beautiful” as though it were your name. Of course you teasingly called him “Handsome” back. He was handsome, of course -really handsome when you think about it- but you didn't mean it like that. You just meant it like friends do. Unless… were you more than friends? Maybe he did mean it like that. And if he did, is that so bad?

You didn't think so, but you still needed to sort out how you felt. While it felt like ages had passed in your head, it had only been a few seconds in real life. A few seconds of you flat out staring at George while he smiled patiently —maybe admiringly too, when you thought about it— and everyone else stared at the two of you. Seamus looked like he was going to say something, but Dean nudged him and he stopped before he even started.

“I…” you didn't know how to react “I need to go! See you guys!” And with that, you exited the Great Hall as quick as you ever had.

In the hall, you thought to yourself. Confused, but also… in disbelief to be quite honest.

“‘I need to go?!’ ‘See you guys?!’ Seriously?!” You thought aloud to yourself. Sure, you weren’t sure how you should’ve responded. But you had a feeling it certainly wasn’t… whatever that was!

Back in the Great Hall, things were at a standstill.

Everyone sat there, confounded. What just happened? George himself not only looked confused, but also worried. Had he done something wrong? Did he upset you? And, whether or not he did, are you ok? He had to find out. He had to find you. Unscrunching his eyebrows, and with a decisive nod of his head, he decided what he needed to do. He left the table and set out to find you. Everyone else at the table sat there and waited for the drama to unfold. Not in a toxic way, of course, but their friends were oblivious idiots sometimes and they could appreciate that. Either Ron and Hermione or Ginny and Harry were sure to be next. Dean and Seamus had already gotten together. Somehow the two boys were the least oblivious of the group.

Back in the corridors, George found you.

You didn’t see George but you heard someone turning the corridor behind you and you knew it was him as he came further up the hall to you. You could feel it. And he was walking fast to find you quickly, but not running so he wouldn’t miss you.

“Hey! Wait up!” George called out to you. He had finally found you, wandering the halls. Something you always did when you couldn’t figured something out. The last thing you could do when you were like that —feeling stuck and restless in body and mind— was sit still. You once did two full laps around Hogwarts. Which doesn’t sound like a lot but becomes a bit of a massive venture when you consider the sheer size of the place, let alone the moving staircases and other magical features.

George had caught you. But you hadn’t figured everything out yet! You needed to figure things out before you talked to him! Or was it… vise versa? Did you need to talk to him in order to figure things out? But still, you didn’t feel ready. Despite your fight-or-flight feeling, you stopped in your tracks when you heard him call out to you. With his insanely long legs, it didn’t take him long to catch up to you where you stood. You didn’t turn around though, you just stood there.

“Hey,” he said sensitively but insensitively, placing a hand on your shoulder as he walked around to talk to you face-to-face. “Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?” You wouldn’t take your eyes off the floor.

“No. I just-“ You were fidgeting with your hands.

“Hey,” he said softly, placing his other hand on your empty shoulder and squeezing softly. “It’s ok. You don’t have to worry around me. Now, tell me what’s up. If you’re ready, that is.” He released your shoulders and then he waited patiently. Like he always does. God, he’s perfect. He always has been and thinking that he likes you like that, it makes your head spin and your heart light.

You took a deep breath, steadying yourself, and then you asked him.

“Do you like me?”

He smiled softly and gave a bit of a breathy laugh. But before you could stress about whether that was a good or a bad thing he responded.

“Of course I like you. Wouldn’t hang around so much if I didn’t, now would I?” This prompted a smile out of you “Now, if you’re asking me whether or not I’m in love with you…” he paused and your heart stuttered, “I’ve been in love with you for two years.” His eyes poured beautifully into yours.

“You… really?” You couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah, really!” He said in a loving, mocking tone. “So what do you think of that, Beautiful?” he asked, reaching his hand out to you to give you the option of taking it.

“I think, I like it,” you said taking his hand with a goofy, adorable smile.

“To feed your ego or your heart?” he teased.

“What ego?” You questioned with feigned ignorance. He laughed. “My heart, of course. I think I love you.”

“You think?!” he asked, smiling with his semi-feigned incredulousity.

“I’ve only just found out, George! Give me some time to settle into it!” You both laughed.

“I’ll give you all the time in the world and then some for whatever you need.” He said with love dripping from his voice. You could tell he was genuine and it made you smile. You leaned into him and he wrapped his unoccupied arm around you.

“That sounds good to me.”

[ptieuca]

Because I want you so badly. I wanna take comfort in you. And I know it'll cost me my soul and a part of me doesn't care.

[hygmoss]

im bored so ill draw the pfp of everyone who likes this post

[baekhyundaily]

I will always protect you ♡

[museshitsngiggs]

this shit looks like me when a frick ass customer comes and asks me a question i don’t know the answer to…boy what?

[squirting-sub]

My dom punished me for being a brat with ice. I'm very sensitive to cold and basically only like ice on my body when I'm in a hot hot sauna.

So she tied me to the bed spread eagle and tortured me with ice cubes, rubbing them all over me. Sometimes, she'd put one in her mouth and kiss my body, letting me feel the cold. When she was particularly mean, rubbing it on my waist where I'm even more sensitive, I bit her. Of course, she wasn't having it. She took another ice cube and rubbed it over my pussy, then pushed it inside me. I was struggling so much, fighting the cold sensation. She pulled the ice cube back out just to put it in my mouth. After scolding me she decided to warm me up though.

First, she sat on me to kiss me when I felt her hot piss on my stomach. Eventually, it escalated to her standing over me, giving me a golden shower. She told me to open my mouth and had me drink some, then she also aimed at my pussy and let me move my hips to get it on my clit. It was so hot, having her warm me up that way.

Finally, she edged me by fisting me. I loveeee the feeling of having her whole hand inside me, especially when she pulls it out and pushes it back inside. The feeling of being stretched out to the max. The entire time I felt like I'm about to cum but she knows exactly that I can't cum with her fist inside me. I begged her to "please let me cum Daddy. Please please please.", but no. She just kept fucking me, telling me no. Eventually I begged her again and she finally pulled out her thumb to fuck me with four fingers and I basically came right away. Squirted all over her hand. She kept going, making me cum again and again, telling me to show her how much I can squirt. I haven't came this hard in a long time. Probably because she edged me for so long beforehand. I screamed so loud, I'm pretty sure my neighbors heard.

[httpiastri]

sorry but i honestly dont know anyone as cute as these two

[comicaurora]

you appeared in my dream last night and had a conversation about my OCs with me. ty for being really nice in it

flips the "days since I've appeared in someone's dreams" sign back to 0

[tha-wrecka-stow]

[orange-cheetah]

Gift to the Trailblazer—Arlan

The head of the Security Department manages to track you down after finishing his daily tasks. He has a box of chocolates in his hand, holding it out to you a little hesitantly, but earnestly.

Thank you for the present. I hope this is to your liking.

(ver. without the chocolate under the cut!)

[thecremaster2520]

well this disease is defined by its treatment you people make me sick wah waaow

[the-genius-az]

I like the idea that Mai and Ty Lee were protecting Azula from rudeness and bad habits, just wanting her to be "pure" so she would never say an insult or something.

Until they leave and see Azula again and she just says "fuck you" to Zuko at one point, and they immediately have a heart attack.

[howtomakeyousee]