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REQUESTS MORE DIMENTIO SHADOW MILK ABABSNEBDBSBSBD IMMMMMM GONNNA EXPLODOEOEOEOEOR MY SILLYS AREFD SNSKEOSKNS SBD
You ask and I shall give you a silly sketch comic from Power Rangers...
Drawing Smilk's stupid jester hat that I designed might just be the death of me 😭
The original:
ok ok hear me OUT! imagine george secretly dating a slytherin reader and in his dorm she asks him for his “G” sweater (you know the ones they get for Christmas) and he’s like yea ok, he literally doesn’t think about it at all, like he’s thinking she wants to wear it to bed in her dorm BUT THEN the next morning when she comes down to the great hall for breakfast SHE’S WEARING THE SWEATER AND HIS LITTLE HEART GETS SO EXCITED!!! 🥺🥺🥺
ps i love you and your writing so much ❤️
Hi love!! Thank you for your lovely words, I’m so sorry this has taken so long! I hope you enjoy! 🖤
Warnings: none really? Mainly pure fluff. One minor sexual innuendo. Slytherin!Reader. Fred being surprisingly sweet. Background Fred x Angelina implied.
Word count: 1.1k
A Ruby amongst Emeralds.
It's freezing in the dorms this time of year, the warmth radiating from the fireplace never quite heating up the large rooms in the ancient building. It's January, Mid-winter and undoubtedly below freezing, the cold air nipping at every inch of exposed skin even inside the castle.
You'd caught a chill on the way up to the Gryffindor common room, nevermore thankful to be away from the draughty Slytherin dorms, notorious for their cold and frosty atmosphere- and that was just the people.
You'd slipped past the portrait of the fat lady, blending in with a group of Gryffindors with perfect precision, as practiced many times before, slipped along the corridor and into the end dorm where your boyfriend waited for you. It wasn't easy to keep a relationship hidden at Hogwarts, especially when it was two people of opposing houses. But you'd managed it for over a year without a single suspicion from anyone, excluding Fred of course who apparently didn't count.
"Georgie, can I borrow this? I'm freezing," you ask with chattering teeth, reaching for the discarded jumper on his dresser. Handmade and looking somewhat new, you realised it was the jumper that he'd gotten for Christmas two weeks ago from his parents.
"Of course," he says gently, without ever really looking up. You supposed it was a natural consequence of growing up with so many siblings, or more specifically growing up with a twin that shared everything but George was always extremely generous with his things. He'd give you anything you needed without question, knowing that you'd take care of whatever it was.
You double checked that it was definitely George's jumper, confirming there was a large 'G' on the front and not an 'F', Godric forbid.
You smiled as you pulled the jumper into your arms, bringing it up to your nose to give it a good smell. It smelled of him and his home, a scent that radiated warmth and safety. It was almost addictive.
When you were leaving his dorms, the curfew just minutes away, you hesitated taking the jumper off. You were finally warm and so cozy that the very thought of taking off the jumper made you want to cry.
"Keep it," George says, pulling you in for a kiss by the hips, his large hands covering your sides.
"Really?" You ask hopefully. He nods and kisses you again, his nose bumping clumsily into your cheek, your warm hands clinging to him in anyway you can.
"Imagine it's me in bed with you tonight," he says with a smirk, knowing that you wouldn't part with the jumper anytime soon.
"I always do," you reply in a sultry fashion, mentally planning your new route back to the dungeons, knowing full well that you'll have to sneak back after curfew.
"Alright break it up lovebirds, ahh my eyes, my eyes!" Fred bursts into the room in the most dramatic way possible, falling to his knees and rolling onto the floor.
"Idiot."
"Git," George mumbles under his breath at the same time whilst he pulls away from you, his hands leaving your body and landing at his sides.
"See you at breakfast."
You kiss George one last time as you leave still bundled up in your new favourite item of clothing. You give Fred a playful shove on the way out as he puckers up for a kiss too and laugh whilst closing the door, no longer dreading the walk back to the Slytherin common room.
"I just think it would be easier now," George whispers to Fred over breakfast as he scoffs down his fifth slice of toast. "Don't get me wrong I know why we had to keep it quiet but I just wish we could be open about it."
"I know mate," Fred says in an uncharacteristically empathetic tone, knowing how much the topic bothered George, even if he was secretly fed up of having the same conversation again.
Truthfully, George really had been fine with keeping their relationship secret for the first half of the year but as their relationship grew and got stronger, he no longer knew why they were bothering. He loved her, she loved him, and what did it matter what anyone else thought? Perhaps now it had been over a year together he could broach the subject with her again, see if she'd be open to it.
"Doesn't hurt to ask," Fred suggests, catching a single glance of his twin and knowing exactly where his mind was at. George sits and ponders on the thought for a moment whilst Fred looks around the room, no doubt looking for Angelina.
"Do you think she would, be open to telling everyone I mean?" George asks, reaching for another slice of toast but suddenly thinking better of it. He senses Fred is distracted, inevitably trying to get Angelina's attention but George still waits for Fred's reply, even if it does take a few seconds.
He hears Fred snort and feels a sinking feeling in his gut, knowing that it was probably a stupid idea all along, his gaze never leaving his crumb covered plate.
"Never mind," George mumbles, reaching for the toast once again with a sigh.
"Look up you idiot."'
George lifts his head up without question and looks towards his brother, following fred's line of vision to see what he was missing.
When his eyes land on what Fred is looking at he freezes, brain temporarily short circuiting. He blinks twice to make sure he wasn't seeing things, his heart seeming to flutter at the sight before him.
It's his girl. She looks beautiful, just as she always does but this morning she’s glowing. He watches as she takes a seat at the Slytherin table across the room, smiling widely at her friends as she climbs onto the bench, proudly wearing his jumper.
It’s burgundy with a giant ‘G’ stitched in gold thread, the biggest contrast there could be amongst the other Slytherins, a ruby in the middle of emeralds.
They make eye contact across the Great Hall and it’s electric, each of them feeling the sparks and butterflies anew. He’s never been more certain than in that exact moment that he loves her, that he would spend the rest of his life chasing the high he felt right now. He’d remember the way his little Slytherin proudly wore his jumper in front of the whole school, the way she would cheer the loudest at Quidditch games whilst wearing the same jumper, and the way that he would never get the chance to wear it even once in his life because it officially belonged to his girl.
i love your tv show aziracrow/book aziracrow series so much!! i wonder what would happen if post s2 crowley met book crowley lmfao
Yeah, I wonder what would happen… 🤔 (oh, wait. I can write it lol)
Book Crowley: *entering the flat* Hm, that’s weird. I’m pretty sure this plant wasn’t here before.
Book Crowley: *sees TV Crowley lying on the floor* What the hell is this?
TV Crowley: *not looking at him* Me. Being miserable.
Book Crowley: May I ask… why?
TV Crowley: My Angel left me.
Book Crowley: He did WHAT?!
After quite extraordinary amounts of alcohol…
Book Aziraphale: Crowley, are you…? *seeing all the mess* What happened here?
Book Crowley: You did.
Book Aziraphale: Me?! I didn’t do this.
TV Crowley: You left me.
Book Aziraphale: How…? Good Lord, why are there two of you?
TV Crowley: Why is there just one of you?
Book Aziraphale: How am I supposed to know?!
Book Crowley: You’re bad, Angel.
Book Aziraphale: And you’re drunk, my dear.
Book Crowley: Why did you leave us?
Book Aziraphale: Us? I didn’t leave you. And I certainly did not leave him.
TV Crowley: *tearing up* We could’ve been us.
Book Crowley: Look what you did.
Book Aziraphale: That’s it. I’m done. I’ll come back once you’re both sober.
Book Crowley: Yeah, leave. YOU’RE GOOD AT IT!
Book Aziraphale: I DID NOT LEAVE YOU, FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!
TV Crowley: I miss him. I miss him so much.
Book Crowley: I know, I know. We’ll be alright. We don’t need them.
TV Crowley: You know that’s not true.
Book Crowley: Yeah. You’re right.
Hound in a style study of an artist or media you enjoy?
Day 48: Random styles, the first one is loosely based in some of @lockandkeyhyena art
i see the requests, and tysm for taking the time to request me them!!
however, some of them aren’t very descriptive on what it is that you want, and it’s fine because as long as you put whether you want it to be smut, fluff or angst i’d be happy to write it.
but just keep in mind, if you do make a request, please, please lmk the scenario you want, because yes, i’m going to add my own creativity into the work either way, but i’d also like for it to meet up with what you wanted.
Pick another tv show and plug 3 or more Glee characters into it. How would they fit in? Are they there alongside the existing characters or do they replace them? Serious, crack, somewhere in between?
first- i’d put Jesse St. James in It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. He’d be Dennis and Dee’s equally swarmy younger brother (because there is a scary amount of resemblance between Jonathan Groff and Glenn Howerton… look into it…) I really think he’s enough of an asshole to keep on par with the gang, and they’d have a field day of making fun of him. You could feasibly wrap a Macdennis plotline into this.
secondly, I’d put Rachel Berry in Girls HBO. She’d make her appearance as one of Hannah’s old classmates from high school, who just moved to the city to break into the business, reaching out to reconnect with Hannah. Hannah would go on this long tangent to Marnie or whatever boyfriend she has at the time- about how nobody could stand Rachel and she was a complete narcissist, and not even their mutual Jewish heritage and negative level of popularity could make Hannah want to befriend Rachel. The entourage would have these general reactions upon meeting Rachel: Shosh would adore her, Marnie would think she’s polite but would resent her upon hearing her sing, and negging her from that point on, and Jessa would refuse to acknowledge her existence.
lastly, i’d put Quinn Fabray in Orange is the New Black because I believe she deserves to have sex with women and prison and commit crimes. And rock an amazing futch hairstyle. Her backstory episode would be an audience favorite.
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