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summary: the reader has been overworking themself and needs some time to rest.
a/n: hi stars! I’m back (sorta) I took a break due to busyness and finally got some time on my hands to write a sort of self indulgent blurb, hopefully will be writing more soon.
word count: 754
hope you enjoy.
“Darling?”
“Darling, it’s time to wake up.”
“That’s enough, I know you’re awake, love.”
“No- don’t.” You whisper weakly as your covers are peeled slowly off your face, revealing the bright blinding light shining just past the open blinds.
“No.” You whimper again, turning around to burrow yourself back into your covers, trying to find rest again.
A cool hand comes in contact with your back, and instinctively, you recoil away, causing a long sigh to draw out behind you.
“It’s almost noon, love. You can’t stay in bed forever.” Loki murmurs, inching himself closer to you as you mutter a quiet ‘I know.’
“Then why do you insist on just laying there? I thought you started waking up earlier…” He continues.
“I-I did, but it’s just starting to get to me… I feel exhausted, like I’m losing control of everything.” You sigh, finally flipping over to face Loki.
“Do you think maybe, just for today, we could stay in bed?”
Loki’s face contorts to show his disapproval, but you persist.
“Please, my prince? You can finally read that new book to me. You know, the one you’ve been talking about for ages, but we just never had the time.” You plead, using your boyfriend’s favourite nickname to try and sway him.
Loki looks away for a moment, contemplating your words, he almost decides to say no, but looking back at you, he freezes.
With the sunlight shining more clearly he can see shallow eye bags beginning to form, a sad look in your eyes that poked at his heart to see. You had been working yourself to the bone the last couple of months, but he did have something planned for the two of you today...
“Loki?” You plead again, in an even softer voice.
His eyes darted back up to yours.
Well, reservations can be moved and plans can change.
“Oh you know I could never say no to you.” He sighs, collapsing beside you and flicking his wrist.
In seconds the blinds were closed and the room was dark again.
You beam as bright as you can and throw your arm around Loki’s chest.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You repeat, placing gentle kisses to his icy cold cheek.
Loki chuckles his signature laugh as he situates himself beside you, placing one arm under your neck and the other slung over your hip.
“Anything for you, my love.” He smiles, leaning forward to leave a ghost of a kiss over your forehead.
“You know I hate to see you this overworked, love…” He sighs, beginning to rub circles in your back.
“I know Loki, but I-I just feel so unproductive when I’m not doing anything, especially when I know I could be.” You murmur.
“But, don’t you think this is too much love, you’re working, studying, running from place to place, skipping meals to do more tasks…” Loki pauses.
“Y/n, love. You are one of the strongest people I know, but you’re pushing your limits to the max, it’s not healthy love. Please, maybe try to slow down?” He finishes, looking deep into your eyes.
“Loki.” You sigh, your lips pursing softly as you attempt to pull back.
“Please darling, I know you love what you do, but you must take more care of yourself, it wouldn’t hurt to eat some breakfast, or take some breaks while you’re studying.”
Loki is the one pleading now, hoping you will agree so he can worry a little less and spend a little more time with you.
“Promise?”
Your eyes slowly soften at Loki’s caring gaze and with a slight hesitation you take a deep breath.
“You know I can never say no to you.” You laugh weakly, moving your hand into Loki’s soft hair and guiding him downwards to you.
Your lips meet in a gentle kiss, Loki tilting his head forward gently as he closes his eyes and breathes you in.
“Thank you.” He murmurs as you pull apart.
“Now, about that book.” Loki smirks, using his magic to summon the old book that had been at the top of his list of things to show you for a while now.
Readjusting himself so he could hold the book up while still grasping onto you he grins as he feels you cuddle yourself into him and with great enthusiasm he begins reading.
You latch onto his every word, his silky voice leaving you in a trance like state as you float in between the realms of sleep and wake, grateful every second that you had your prince to care for you when you couldn’t.
going to start my own tag game that probably won't get any attention
Rules: Pretty straightforward but answer the following this or that's by changing one of the options to colourful text, then tag some others to do the same :)
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
@nevsluvr @cupids-crystals @illicitvalentine @arcaneslut @just-a-smol-spoon + anyone else who wants to reblog :)
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
npt: @parkersaffair @lunylovelovegood @pad-foots + anyone else who wants to do this!
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies // Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus // Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
tagging @aures-nook @pietrothepoltergeist @lilylovegood and whoever else wants to do it :)
Harry or Ron // Hedwig or Pigwidgeon // Gryffindor or Slytherin // Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw // Fred or George (how dare you make me choose) // Death Eaters or Order of the the Pheonix // James Potter or Severus Snape // Dumbledore or McGonagall // Chaser or Seeker // Keeper or Beater // Bill or Charlie // Hermione or Ginny // Tonks or Fleur // Cho or Lavender // Remadora or Wolfstar // Hinny or Romione // the books or the movies (the soundtrack, obvs)// Bellatrix or Narcissa // Sirius or Remus (again, how dare you make me choose)// Draco or Dudley // Hippogriff or Unicorn // Crookshanks or Scabbers // Nimbus or Firebolt // Dobby or Kreacher // the Black family or the Malfoy family // Potions or DADA // Fluffy or Norbert // Fang or Padfoot // Werewolf or Half giant // Moody or Kingsley // Lockhart or Quirrell // Dean or Seamus // Neville or Luna // Owl or Cat // Percy or McLaggen // Umbridge or Voldemort
@amphxtrite @sonybees @pogueslandia (why isn't there a cedric related question wtf)
even tho i’m not as into the harry potter scene as before this looked fun and is bringing back some good memories lol
harry or ron // hedwig or pigwideon // gryffindor or slytherin // hufflepuff or ravenclaw ( i love all houses equal ) // fred or george ( both ) // death eaters or order of the phoenix // james potter or severus snape // dumbledore or mcgonagall // chaser or seeker // keeper or beater // bill or charlie // hermione or ginny // tonks or fleur // cho or lavender // remadora or wolfstar // hinny or ronmione // the books or the movies // bellatrix or narcissa // sirius or remus ( both ) // draco or dudley // hippogriff or unicorn // crookshank or scabbers // nimbus or fire bolt // dobby or kreacher // the black family or the malfoy family // potions or DADA // fluffy or norbert // fang or padfoot // werewolf or half giant // moody or kingsley // lockhart or quirrell // dean or seamus // neville or luna // owl or cat // percy or mclaggen // umbridge or voldemort.
summary: the reader has been overworking themself and needs some time to rest.
a/n: hi stars! I’m back (sorta) I took a break due to busyness and finally got some time on my hands to write a sort of self indulgent blurb, hopefully will be writing more soon.
word count: 754
hope you enjoy.
“Darling?”
“Darling, it’s time to wake up.”
“That’s enough, I know you’re awake, love.”
“No- don’t.” You whisper weakly as your covers are peeled slowly off your face, revealing the bright blinding light shining just past the open blinds.
“No.” You whimper again, turning around to burrow yourself back into your covers, trying to find rest again.
A cool hand comes in contact with your back, and instinctively, you recoil away, causing a long sigh to draw out behind you.
“It’s almost noon, love. You can’t stay in bed forever.” Loki murmurs, inching himself closer to you as you mutter a quiet ‘I know.’
“Then why do you insist on just laying there? I thought you started waking up earlier…” He continues.
“I-I did, but it’s just starting to get to me… I feel exhausted, like I’m losing control of everything.” You sigh, finally flipping over to face Loki.
“Do you think maybe, just for today, we could stay in bed?”
Loki’s face contorts to show his disapproval, but you persist.
“Please, my prince? You can finally read that new book to me. You know, the one you’ve been talking about for ages, but we just never had the time.” You plead, using your boyfriend’s favourite nickname to try and sway him.
Loki looks away for a moment, contemplating your words, he almost decides to say no, but looking back at you, he freezes.
With the sunlight shining more clearly he can see shallow eye bags beginning to form, a sad look in your eyes that poked at his heart to see. You had been working yourself to the bone the last couple of months, but he did have something planned for the two of you today...
“Loki?” You plead again, in an even softer voice.
His eyes darted back up to yours.
Well, reservations can be moved and plans can change.
“Oh you know I could never say no to you.” He sighs, collapsing beside you and flicking his wrist.
In seconds the blinds were closed and the room was dark again.
You beam as bright as you can and throw your arm around Loki’s chest.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” You repeat, placing gentle kisses to his icy cold cheek.
Loki chuckles his signature laugh as he situates himself beside you, placing one arm under your neck and the other slung over your hip.
“Anything for you, my love.” He smiles, leaning forward to leave a ghost of a kiss over your forehead.
“You know I hate to see you this overworked, love…” He sighs, beginning to rub circles in your back.
“I know Loki, but I-I just feel so unproductive when I’m not doing anything, especially when I know I could be.” You murmur.
“But, don’t you think this is too much love, you’re working, studying, running from place to place, skipping meals to do more tasks…” Loki pauses.
“Y/n, love. You are one of the strongest people I know, but you’re pushing your limits to the max, it’s not healthy love. Please, maybe try to slow down?” He finishes, looking deep into your eyes.
“Loki.” You sigh, your lips pursing softly as you attempt to pull back.
“Please darling, I know you love what you do, but you must take more care of yourself, it wouldn’t hurt to eat some breakfast, or take some breaks while you’re studying.”
Loki is the one pleading now, hoping you will agree so he can worry a little less and spend a little more time with you.
“Promise?”
Your eyes slowly soften at Loki’s caring gaze and with a slight hesitation you take a deep breath.
“You know I can never say no to you.” You laugh weakly, moving your hand into Loki’s soft hair and guiding him downwards to you.
Your lips meet in a gentle kiss, Loki tilting his head forward gently as he closes his eyes and breathes you in.
“Thank you.” He murmurs as you pull apart.
“Now, about that book.” Loki smirks, using his magic to summon the old book that had been at the top of his list of things to show you for a while now.
Readjusting himself so he could hold the book up while still grasping onto you he grins as he feels you cuddle yourself into him and with great enthusiasm he begins reading.
You latch onto his every word, his silky voice leaving you in a trance like state as you float in between the realms of sleep and wake, grateful every second that you had your prince to care for you when you couldn’t.
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as I've mentioned briefly before, writing hp requests has started to lose its flare and before it completely vanishes I'd like to take a break so I don't end up hating something I'm fond of. I apologise to all that like my writings but it's a decision I have made and you're going to have to accept it lol.
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summary: beautiful foreign girl? check. nothing but time? check. single british bachelor? check. strike the iron while it’s hot, my friend.
warnings: canadian french (bc that’s all i know smh), swearing, and mentions of food. if i missed anything, please lmk!
Entering the quiet café made his tense shoulders relax. There was just a soothing air about the small, unmarked cafe. He found peace in places like this; the calming aroma, the soft voices of the other patrons, the overall vibe, if you will. It was perfect. He loved all the little cafés back home in England, and he’d become a frequent customer at most of the places, so it was a nice change of pace to come here. Not only because it was all shiny and new, but because it was French.
George Weasley was in Paris indefinitely (to discuss making Weasley Wizard Wheezes a franchise, with some interested French business people), and it was his first day in the City of Lights, so he decided to stop by a small café; the kind of café you see in magazines, and read about in romance novels. So much happened in the novels he buried his nose in; people fell in love, bonded, broke apart, and got back together in places like these. There was gently curling ivy climbing up the walls outside, and soft light shining through the black French windows. You’d expect all the ‘hipster’ people to go to a place like this, but then again, who said George wasn’t?
He found a table, out of the way, and by a window; the perfect spot, in his opinion. He found it comforting to have an eye on the whole café, even though he’d be focused on work things. He began pulling out all the paperwork he’d have to go over the next day, when the most striking girl walked up to him.
“Hello, bonjour.” she smiled, taking George’s breath away. “Um, bonjour,” he started, completely forgetting that English was his first language. The woman smiled, obviously knowing that he wasn’t a Francophone. “Pourrais-je vous intéresser à un café aujourd’hui, mon beau monsieur?” She apparently decided to have some fun with him, expecting him to not know a lick of French, but he knew that one key word in there, ‘beau’; handsome, pretty, beautiful.
He crossed his arms over his chest, and smiled up at her. “So, you think I’m pretty? Well, the feeling’s mutual, love.” He ended the sentence with his signature wink, sending shivers down the waitress’s spine. “I’m sorry, sir, if I overstepped in any way, please, you can speak to my manager-”
“It’s alright, love. You didn’t overstep anything, don’t worry.” he put a hand up, assuring her that there was no harm done, although most of his attention was on the way she laughed nervously, scratching the back of her neck and looking at her shoes. It was only then that he noticed the small necklace around her neck; it was a silver chain with a charm that read ‘Ombrelune’ in cursive. ‘It can’t be,’ he thought to himself. ‘Of all the beautiful women that could’ve caught my eye, this one happens to be a witch. A very sweet, attractive, French witch.”
He cleared his throat and leaned forward intently, resting his head in his hands. “So, is it true you shoot an arrow across a room to get sorted?” He was quite curious. Her face flushed and her head whipped around quickly, hoping that no one could hear the subject matter of their conversation. “Yes, I did, and it shone blue, as you could probably tell by my necklace. And I'm assuming you’re a Gryffindor? Your, oh shit, what’s the word; that thing around your neck,” She motioned to his upper body. “Scarf,” He smiled, admiring her more by the second. “Scarf, yes, your scarf gives it away,” She gestured to his outfit, her eyes sweeping along his body, drinking him in like the tall drink of water that he was.
George couldn’t help but look down at what he was wearing, and remembered that he was donning his old school scarf with a charcoal double breasted coat, grey toned checkered trousers and a clunky pair of Doc Martens boots; basically, he looked like he came straight off of a runway. She giggled at his motions, knowing full well that receiving a compliment about one’s clothes makes one look down to see what they’re wearing, and also having done it herself many times.
‘Damn, her smile lights up this whole place, doesn’t it?’ George thought to himself, getting lost in her striking eyes; he’d never seen any like them before. The way they seemed to look into the very centre of him, the way they shone when she smiled; it was intoxicating.
He snapped out of his trance when he heard a snobby looking man in a stark, professional uniform snap his fingers at the lovely woman in front of him, urging her to get back to work. She suddenly stood straight as an arrow, and held her notepad and pen at attention, assuming the position of a hardworking, welcoming waitress. “Je suis très désolé- oh, sorry, um, could I take your order?” Her smile was inviting, yet her eyes showed her annoyance.
“Uh, I’ll take latte, and a pain du chocolat, s’il vous plaît," He acted all snooty when he said ‘les mots en français’, making her giggle and shake her head, while she jotted down his order. “Hey, is your manager bothering you?” George pointed at the haughty man by the kitchen, a feeling of disdain in his stomach towards the guy; how dare he be so rude to such an amazing person?
“Ah, alas, he’s always like that,” She shrugged, clearing nearby tables so she could stay closeby. “Well, that’s not ok! Have you ever tried to do something about it?” His concern was growing now. “Oh, well, c’est la vie, non?” She smiled softly at the ground with a tray of dirty dishes in her arms.
“Hold on, what does that mean? The say lah vee? I’ve heard it so many times, but I have no idea what it means,” George laughed softly, kind of feeling like an idiot, but who cares anyway? “Oh, ‘C’est la vie’? It means, uh, how do you say it in English, um, ‘That’s life’, or ‘Such is life’.” She started turning to go to the back of the cafe, when George called after her.
“Wait, what’s your name? You, uh, never told me your name.” He became a bit shy when some of the other customers looked their way. She smiled sweetly, and stated, “Y/N. My name is Y/N. And what might you call yourself, mon beau monsieur?” Her smile only grew when he responded with. “George. George Weasley. A pleasure to meet you, Y/N.”
hello my love!! i just wanted to check up on you and see how you're doin!! how's school goin? i start on thursday, and imma be in grade 12 smh. scary.
have you eaten today? drank enough water? i hope you're doing great, and i hope you know i love you so so much!! <333
hello my darling set for the late response! i’m good!! starting school on tuesday ahh my first class is physics so i’m a lil nervous i’ve eaten and drank today don’t worry but you better have too!!!!! love you more my darling🤍🤍
