#george pov

[dnfao3tags]

Do you have any fics where George is the one pining :)

you can also check out my whipped!george tag -> here

pining!george

— Apple Cider by prosehoney (mat. | comp. | 20k)

Meeting your best friend and what it means to walk into love, from a distance to an instant.

— pancakes for dinner by sweetuhcreature (gen | comp. | 2k)

George finally boards the plane to Florida, and gets overwhelmed by his feelings for Dream.

— i want you in the picture by cryystal_m00n (gen | comp. | 2k | rule 63)

5 times Georgia wishes she were dating Dream, and one time she realizes they were already dating.

— Feels Just Like a Dream by waveyjelly (gen | comp. | 6k)

George is touch-starved and in love with his best friend.

— Heartbeat by MilkWasTaken (mat. | comp. | 38k)

Pining: - To feel very sad because one wants (something) or because one is not with (someone)

— in wildest dreams (i never dreamed of this) by orphan_account (gen | comp. | 3k)

Dream and George fake a marriage proposal in order to get free food at an expensive restaurant, and George tries his hardest to remember that it's all fake even though, more than anything, he wants it to be real.

[just-wanna-draw-em]

“Are we gonna have a problem?”

[wampyra]

pov : after a tiring and long day of touring and not seeing you, tom is needy

THIS STORY CONTAINS : p in v, biting, cockwarming, riding, praise kink...

———☆————☆————☆————☆———

tom was so tired and drowsy, laying lazily in between your legs with his arms latched around your waist and his head resting on your stomach.

you layed peacefully on the couch, watching a movie while comfortingly stroking his long, black braids and twirling them around your finger.

"you asleep?" you asked, chuckling as you looked down at him, he's never been this relaxed and still unless he was asleep.

"mm.. almost." he groaned softly, shifting slightly to make himself more comfortable.

feeling him move his body in between your legs made you feel some type of way, a burning sensation but you decided to brush it off.

"was the day that awful?" you pouted and furrowed your eyebrows in unease, feeling bad that he was so worn out as you scratched his scalp lovingly.

"no.. it was fine." he answered, his voice slightly muffled from the side of his face being smushed onto your stomach. "i just missed you." he added, tightening his hold on you.

your eyes widened slightly at the vulnerability and softness in his tone, he wasn't usually like this.

"really?" you asked, a small smile creeping onto your face.

"mhm.." he hummed out softly as he sat up, his arms still around you as he took you up with him, placing you on his lap so that you were straddling his hips with your knees, facing him.

the sudden switch of positions caught you off guard, but you didn't protest. instead, you wrapped your arms around his neck, making yourself comfortable.

"god, you smell so good." he growled, his tone laced with lust and desire as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, taking in your scent and planting gentle kisses on the sensitive areas of your neck.

"tom.." you let out a small whimper as you tilted your head slightly, giving him more access to your neck.

"yeah, baby?" he spoke, his tone slightly higher as he kissed your shoulder blades, trailing the kisses up to your neck again.

you didn't answer, your head was spinning with pleasure already, making it hard to focus.

"what is it, my love?" he spoke again, his gaze locking with yours before planting a gentle kiss on your soft lips. he knew what impact his sweet talk had on you, you were a whore for it.

"what's gotten into you?" you managed to croak out nervously, letting out a soft chuckle.

"what's gotten into me?" he repeated as he kissed your lips once again, passionately but still keeping that soft, gentle pace and manner. "nothing." he said, smiling softly as he leaned into your ear. "i'm just dying to be inside of you right now.." he whispered, making your skin crawl.

your eyes widened once again, the burning sensation in between your legs only getting worse.

"can i?" he asked, locking his gaze with yours once again, a begging look in his eyes fueled by desire.

you found yourself unable to speak again, still surprised at the words coming out of his mouth. you looked away shyly, nodding.

"come on, baby." he spoke lowly, his hand grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him. "speak, i don't understand you." he demanded.

"y-yeah, you can.." you stuttered, slightly embarrassed but you knew that you couldn't control it much longer.

"you have no idea how much i need this." he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper as he started to kiss you, the kiss growing more possesive and rough.

his hands rested on your hips, grinding you against his crotch while exploring your mouth, his fingers digging deep into your skin.

you moaned into his mouth, your hands slowly creeping lower, unzipping his jeans.

tom broke away from the kiss, leaving you needy and panting for more as he helped you pull down his jeans slightly, revealing the big bulge in his boxers.

"look what you do to me." he said, looking down at his bulge then back up at you.

you bit your tongue as you pulled down his boxers enough for his cock to pop out. it was hard and big, throbbing painfully at the sight of you.

you licked your lips, using one of your hands to slowly pump him while the other cupped his cheek, inviting him for another kiss.

tom's hands were returned to your waist, rubbing your sides repeatedly.

he let out a low moan into the kiss, making you stroke him faster.

you both broke the kiss once again, panting for air as you kept your pace, until tom grabbed your wrist.

you looked at him, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

you didn't know what to do or how to react until tom grabbed onto your waist, raising you up to sit on your knees as one of his hands crawled under your nightgown, pulling your panties to the side as he slammed you down onto his cock.

you yelped, taking him in whole in a split second. your body shook as you wrapped your arms around his neck again for some kind of support.

"mm, fuck.." tom moaned lowly, as he held onto your hips, grinding you on his cock.

you couldn't speak with his big cock stretching you out, it felt painful but so good at the same time. you bit onto his neck, trying to supress your moans as you let out small whimpers.

tom winced in pain, closing his eyes shut as he tilted his head. you started to get used to his size, bouncing up and down slowly.

"yeah, just like that.." he groaned, his neck stinging from the pain of my bite. you quickened your pace, wanting him deep inside of you, stretching out your cunt as much as possible.

your moans and whimper started getting louder as you licked and kissed the bite mark that you left on his neck. tom smiled, turning his head to look at you with his hooded eyes, still having a firm grip on your hips, guiding you.

"you're so beautiful with my cock burried inside of you." he spoke out lowly, letting out a moan as he bit onto your bottom lip, his cold grazing piercing against your skin.

"oh fuck.." you kissed him, knowing your body couldn't go on for much longer.

your eyes swelled up with tears as you finally threw your head back, moaning loudly as your liquids dripped down tom's cock, your body trembling.

"fucking hell.." tom let out a growl, slamming you down onto his cock roughly once again, your thighs slapping against his, making a loud noise as he orgasmed quickly after you.

you breathed out calmly, your body falling limp on top of tom's, his arms around your waist, pulling you in as close as possible.

"you were perfect, so perfect." he kissed your lips gently, praising you for doing such a good job as his thumb grazed over your cheek.

"my sweet girl, i missed you so much." he said, hugging you tightly and refusing to let you go while still being burried deep inside of you.

"keep my cock warm tonight, baby."

———☆————☆————☆————☆———

my first post and smut on this app or whatever... hi i'm daisy and i originally write on wattpad ( euaavh ) but i heard a lot of good things about tumblr, so i'm deciding to try it out. feel free to request stuff for me to write, i'll try my hardest to feed your delusions <33

[tiredistic]

[k-wame]

Upcoming Sky Atlantic/AMC TV Limited Series 'Mary & George' adaptation by Creator D.C. Moore.

[floridanotfound]

[muffingnf]

happy 4 years of twitch dot tv slash georgenotfound !!! here is one of my favourite georgie stream clips ever i hope you all enjoy

[dnfao3tags]

recs for george focused on dream fics? there’s so many dream pov fics and i wanna read some dream praise lmao

i have a whipped!george tag here and here are some more george pov fics

george pov

— the first day of the rest of our lives by wooowriter (teen | comp. | 11k)

George's first full day in Florida.

— (un)healthy obsession by crimsvn (gen | comp. | 2k)

George gains a bit more than a crush on faceless voice actor Dream Williams after his friend Karl shows him a series wherein Dream voices one of the main characters. So when George finds out Dream would be face revealing in a panel at an upcoming nearby convention, of course George has to go. If only things wouldn't go so wrong.

— gold-tinted flames by neonpython (mature | comp. | 5k)

With sunlight reaching over the fence, Dream’s irises shine. Cadmium yellow, amber, dandelion. Every shade of gold is captured in his eyes, seizing George’s full attention. That wordless something expands to fill every inch of George’s insides. He reaches up, forgetting all his inhibitions, and pulls Dream down by his face, fully intent on kissing him in his dizzy, uncaring state.

— everything is different, now that i see you by itsallfutile (gen | comp. | 4k)

george proposes to the cute flynn rider at disney world.

— Lessons in Chemistry by orphan_account (teen | comp | 5k)

Dream asks George for help in chemistry, and in return, he promises to teach George how to kiss. It doesn’t go how either of them expects.

— dick head <3 by c0smicsrealms (expl. | comp. | 8k)

George is simping for Dream’s hands. They have sex at the end.

[angelwingtrap]

Asha and Theon reunion you will always be famous

[fromtheseventhhell]

Imagine being 9 years old and asking your dad about the things you're interested in doing when you grow up and he's like "No ❤️! But you can get married, have babies, and then maybe your sons can do those things ☺️🫶 "

[joka13]

FANFICTION: Weasley Twins x Reader (Slytherin Girl) - Part 31

WARNINGS: light kissing

"Merlin's beard..." Fred whispers in disbelief.

"We've done it!" you exclaim, squealing cheerily and clapping your hands together.

"No," George says. "You've done it!" He stands up, taking your hand and leading you into an energetic dance. You both laugh as he spins you around.

"I hardly did anything," you humbly point out. "The Room gave me the last ingredient."

Before you can think about it, George passes you to Fred, who rolls his eyes and says, "Whatever! You found all of the other pieces." He ends the dance with a dip. As he cradles you in his arms, Fred leans down so his face is only inches away from yours. You can't help but giggle as he proceeds to plant multiple kisses all over your face. "Thank you, y/n," Fred says sincerely, then kisses you once more on the lips.

"Aww," you swoon and blush as Fred lifts you upright. "It was nothing really..."

"Let's collect the remaining nougat!" George says, rubbing his hands together excitedly before placing his bag on the table by the cauldron. "We can start selling tomorrow!"

Fred goes to help his twin carefully cut the purple candy into small rectangles. "Our Skiving Snackboxes are now complete!"

At hearing these words, a feeling of dread wells up inside you. The first time you'd felt this particular dread, you'd told yourself to simply stop worrying. But now that the moment had come in which the Weasley twins would no longer have use for your academic skills, you begin to panic.

"No... no, no, no, no..." you whisper. You turn away so that Fred and George don't see the tears in your eyes. But, before you can pull yourself together, the twins notice that something is wrong. The shuffling sounds at the table behind you stop.

"Y/n?" Fred asks.

"Are you alright?" George finishes.

"I-I'm fine," you reply, though your shaky voice betrays you.

You cover your face in shame as you hear the twins' footsteps coming toward you.

"Hey, hey," Fred's voice says softly, concerned. You feel his fingers try to coax your hands away from your face, but you keep your palms tight over your leaking eyes, moving away and accidentally bumping into George.

George steadies you with a gentle hug. "What's the matter?" he asks.

You choke. "It's stupid..."

"Your feelings aren't stupid," Fred consoles. His fingers pry at yours once again, and this time you let him pull your hands away from your face. You look up to meet his eyes as he stands behind George, resting his chin on his brother's shoulder. He gives you an empathetic, crooked smile. The sight of it overwhelms you, bringing more tears to your eyes, and you hide your face against George's chest.

"Talk to us," George encourages. He rubs your back soothingly.

You take in a deep breath. "I... I got t-the idea into m-my head a while back... that when I was finished h-helping you with project nosebleed..." you sniff. "You wouldn't... w-want me around anymore..."

For a moment that felt like a lifetime, neither of the twins speak. Then you feel George's hold loosen around you, and you look up at his face in confusion.

"You're right," George says, his brow furrowing and his mouth in a frown. "That is stupid."

"George!" Fred hisses at him, but you just chuckle gingerly.

"I know, I know..."

George takes a step back as Fred quickly comes forward to hold your hands. He kisses the top of each. You won't look him in the eyes, so he crouches down to where he can see yours.

"Y/n," Fred sighs, shaking his head and smiling. "Have our previous affections meant nothing to you?"

You start to defend yourself. "W-well, there are some people in this world—"

You hadn't noticed him come up behind you, so you gasp in surprise when George's arms snake around your waist. He kisses the top of your head and continues, going down your temple and to your ear. He nibbles at it, causing you to giggle and squirm, but he holds you in place.

"We have no intention of ever leaving you," George whispers into your ear, and you love the sound of his voice, for something about it makes you sure he's telling the truth.

"In fact," Fred begins, pausing to glance at George attentively. You sense a moment of tension, and then George nods. Fred grins ecstatically and goes on. "We were hoping you would leave with us."

TAG LIST: @tomhockstetter7-111 @jasm-1ne @costheticbabe @luthien-elvenia-asher @megablonde22 @thecuteavocado @weasleylady92 @websfromallthespiders @rubyintheforest @weasleylover4eva @georgeweasleyslostearhq @im-coolrat @them-cute-boys @xmadigurlx @keirasinbin @huayan

[tiredistic]

[tokiohotelthinker]

pov: tokio hotel is eating and you arrive, at the same moment tom and gustav look at you

[atopvisenyashill]

IN THIS LIGHT SHE COULD ALMOST BE A BEAUTY IN THIS LIGHT SHE COULD ALMOST BE A KNIGHT.

“in this light” that they’re both in, to be clear - twin flames fighting in the darkness. fighting against the darkness. brienne looking at the ghosts that haunt jaime, from the very real physical threats of the war he helped start to the metaphorical wounds of knighthood, chivalry, and oath-keeping , from the betrayal of realizing your father is not the man you wanted him to be, from his own stupidity, and saying “this is nothing. i can fight them all.” to help him remember the ideals of his youth, to BE the ideal of his youth; an oathbreaker to save the lives of innocent children but it won’t break her soul the way it broke his!! she’s got a beauty that goes deeper than his, and the soul of a knight much more unshakable as well. he dreams of her fighting with him, beside him, saving him, facing down the wrathful dead, and watching as he fails, but knowing she is there and she will do what he cannot!

HE DREAMT IT. HE DREAMT OF HER.

[eruherdiriel]

This is not right, this is not fair, how have I sinned that the gods would do this to me, how?

Sansa III, A Storm of Swords