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George is being difficult. Send me questions to get him out of his workshop and into drafts?
You take such joy in pretending you're okay
George rolled his eyes, doing his best to screw his cheery devil-may-care smile back on. âWot are you going one about?â
George froze at the contact, not expecting the hug. He ruffled the boyâs hair affectionately before wrapping his arms around him and giving him a squeeze, sniffing and trying to compose himself. âI know itâs hard to understand, mate. You didnât grow up in the times I did. You havenât experienced loss yet. But thatâs a good thing, I hope your much older than me before you understand.â
He slunk back from the hug and frowned. If there was one thing he couldnât understand, it was loss. Death was something Albus had never witnessed, had never really got because it was post-war and he lived in luxury. He always watched how others responded, but he couldnât grasp it. It was too foreign for him to understand. He was puzzled on what to say or do next.
"I wish I could help," Albus said softly. "Wish I could do something. For you and Mum, and Teddy," he said quietly.
George smiled weakly. "I do too. I wish there was something I could do. But I don't think there is, mate." He squeezed the boy's shoulder. "But that's nothing you should be worrying about, you're just a kid. Just be happy you didn't have to go through what your parents did, yeah?"
"Oh bloody hellâŠ" He rubbed his temple. "Fine you get one sip. But youâre not going to like it. Burns like hell, and doesnât taste that much better." The ginger sighed, hoping he wasnât going to have to look forward to an angry visit from his little sister.
Albus took a sip and winced, trying to look like he enjoyed it. He didnât, and he was pretty sure the stuff heâs had before was mixed or flavoured or something. âTasteslike goblin piss,â he complained. âLike a dragon shit fire into goblin piss.â
He handed the bottle back to his uncle, grimacing.
George smirked, proud of himself and glad the boy didn't care for it. He didn't need to develop a drinking habit at his age. He laughed at his nephew's description, he wasn't wrong. "It's an acquired taste, mate. Told you ya wouldn't like it."
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George blinked at the woman, the tips of his ears slowly turning red as he flashed her a mischevious smile. âMerlin, Fleur. I knew you had a thing for ginger bad boys, but really? Youâre married to my brother.â
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He laughed softly. âWell maybe youâll be lucky and theyâll be well-behaved, or all studious like Percy, just hopefully not as much of a prat.â He stood back up, straightening and taking his hand from her stomach. âWell at least you know theyâll be lookers.â
"I âope so. I do not know âow your mother looked after all of you and your trouble. I am not as strong as âer. I need well-behaved."Â
There was no doubt that the new addition to their family would be beautiful, with Fleurâs Veela beauty and Billâs handsomeness were could they go wrong. Â
George laughed softly. "I have no idea how she managed so well. No woman stronger than my mum, but I'm sure she'd be happy to give you pointers." He beamed. "Handful or not, I'm sure you'll be a great mum."
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"It produces a very realistic day dream, lasting thirty minutes. Side effects may include drooling and/or dazed expression. Not to be sold to witches under sixteen. I trust youâre at least a seventh year, missâŠ?"
"Yes, Iâm a seventh year," She answered with a laugh and a nod, "I just turned 17." Placing the pygmy puff on her shoulder where it tucked itself against her neck, following him to the product. "Iâll be sure to use the product in my room then." She grinned, luckily she was a hufflepuff, so it wasnât uncommon.
"Good good, wouldn't want to get in trouble with some overzealous parents." He picked up a box covered in blinding pink packaging and handed it to her. "And Happy birthday. Your room is probably the best place to use it, though I've heard of witches using them during classes to better enjoy their time."
Orchid Adler-Holmes walked along every back street in London, she knew every road in every vicinity within a 20-miles radius. A mental map so complete that it rivaled her fatherâs. Knowing every back alley way made long,...
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She watched him carefully. England? He dressed strangely, not like any Londoner she had ever met. "London, as well." A strange tingling sensation began to travel up her spine and into her fingers. It was slight, but she couldn't help but think this man was connected to it. "I'm Orchid."
He gave her a polite nod, still hoping he was successful in his attempt to maintain damage control. "Nice to meet a fellow Londoner." he replied extending his hand. "George Weasley."
âYou have no reason to be suspicious.â
"Please. Youâre Harryâs kid. I got every reason to be suspicious.â
He snickered. âWell he was known for snogging girls in abandoned classrooms after hours. So, for all I know he could have been shagging blokes in loos. But I think Iâdâve heard about it. Thirst for knowledge though? Definitely Percy.â
"Shagging Blokes mightâve come from Uncle Ron," he teased. "And like Uncle Percy I like grammar and structure and rules," he said in his best attempt at dry humor, which wasnât hard. He was only kidding about structure and rules, seeing as structure was anything but his bedroom. He was not a neat person by nature.
George laughed happily. âYou know, before he got with Hermione, I always thought him and your dad had a thing. I had a bet going with Fred on how long itâd take them to come out. Guess Iâm glad I lost, you wouldnât be around if Iâd won.â George laughed. âIâm glad to say you havenât inherited anything from Percy.â
"Dad and Uncle Ron? Thats interesting. I canât see Dad with anyone but Mum. Maybe itâs just because I canât see Dad being anything but old. Just like I canât see him painted like everyone doesâheâs always going to be that awkward grown up in those broomstick boxers Mum bought him. If you bet on me being queer youâd win. I donât think I have inherited anything." He laughed.
"Oi you should have seen him when he was a kid. All skinny and glasses, clothes too big. And Ron, always by his side. Blimey they met before they even made it to the train and were attached at the hip ever since!." He chuckled, wondering what it was like to be so blind to the circumstances of the war, to what Harry did, what he symbolized. "Well yeah, he's your dad. And he may be a normal bloke, but that doesn't mean he's not special. He's one of the most normal weirdos I know."
Uncle George, you know I'm not in Gryffindor, right?
He snickered. âI know, I blame your dad.â
George shrugged. âLikes Scorpius all you want, mate. But Iâll never have anything to do with the blokes dad. Iâve got no reason to forgive any of the crap he put me and every friend I had through during school, and Iâm certainly not going to forget it. I donât know why Harry tolerates him so well. Heâs never apologized to me or anyone else for all I know.â
"Me," Albus says."Dad tolerates him because heâs my best friend. And like me, heâs stuck in the shadow of his father. Itâs hard," he told his uncle."Being Dadâs son. Itâs a lot harder than others think. And I think Mister Malfoyâs rather attractive. I guess Iâve a thing for blonds," he blushed.
"Well yeah, I can imagine itâs right rough having a giant gitty ferret as a dad. Thatâs why Iâm fine with the boy." He shrugged. "I donât doubt being Harryâs kid is hard, lots of pressure and all that, I get it, and for the record I think your doing a good job of it. But eccckkk." He wrinkled his nose and made a disgusted choking noise. "I like blondes too but I could never be into that prat."
Albus turned red.âWell, Scorpius is very different. Heâs smart and handsome and poised. Heâs my best friend. Heâs not a prat,â Al defended.
"Fine fine, I'm sure the blokes great. But don't expect me to go easy on his dad. Like I said, I've got no problems with Scorpius, its Draco I don't like."
Uncle George have you ever shagged a bloke in the loo?
"Blimey, Al whatâre you gettinâ into?" He asked shocked, but looked amused. "Now why would you think Iâd shag a bloke? Do I really come off as bent?" He glanced down at his brightly colored, perfectly tailored, robes that clashed with his hair before considering the answer he didnât need. "Provided we keep my answer between the two of us, once âr twice. Why?"
"Ugh." He grunted with a roll of the eyes and a heavy tone of disgust. "Well yeah, family is important, but only the good parts. I mean Percy is one thing, boring and stuck up. But Harryâs family is something else entirely.â He shook his head. âGlad heâs never invited me, Iâd end up in hexinâ that fat cousin of his.â
Albus cocked a brow at his uncle. âUncle Dudleyâs not fat,â he told George. And it was true, he had muscled out from what his dad had told them, becoming more mature and grown up than when they were children.âBut itâs so boring,â he said dramatically. âImagine being with Grams when youâre forced to go see Great-Great-Auntie Muriel. Uncle Dudleyâs house is all nice and clean and you just sit there and those cousins are muggles and theyâre so boring muggles. Like even Uncle Percy alphabetizing books is better.â
"He was fat as a pig when I saw him last." He said with another wrinkle of his nose. George laughed at Albusâs distress. "Believe me, mate. I can imagine. Iâm really bloody glad heâs never tried to get me to visit that part of the family. Ugh." He made another gagging noise. "Pretty sure Iâd get myself banned from the home before tea was made,"
"Dad likes us to visit them every year. James has tried and it didnât work," Albus said with a small smile. "But, they just laugh at him being a kid and then continue on. But Great-Great-Auntie Muriel is probably the worst to visit. She has an opinion on everything and all those tabloids she believes to be truth! I hate visiting her.â He frowned.
"Ugh." he rolled his eyes, understand the boy's plight well. "I can imagine mate. Why do you think I avoid the family get togethers if they aren't at the Burrow. I don't want to deal with all that bollocks."
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George smiled fondly, eyes closing as he tilted his head to give the other man more room to kiss. âMmm hello to you too, Goliath.â
SPOOKY ASKS
Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
Werewolf: If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?
Witch: If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
Ghost: Do you have any regrets?
Frankenstein: Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?
Mummy: If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?
Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
Nymph: What are you like when youâre by yourself?
Mermaid: How far would you go to keep the one you love?
Shapeshifter: What would you change about yourself?
Banshee: If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?
Siren: If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?
Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldnât be reversed, what would you ask for?
Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
Incubus: What would someone have to do to get in your pants?
Succubus: Whatâs one thing you canât live without?
Ń
Roars of laughter can be heard from the Gryfindorâs common room.
[text] my my professor
[text] if I didnt know any better id think you were coming on to me
[text] you know for a greasy pale git you dont have a terrible body
[text] but no thank you
[text] and I think ill be keeping these
[Text] If you say so, Mr Weasley. Iâm not concerned about such a thing coming out.
[Text] I beg your pardon? Bent? Thatâs one I havenât heard in about twenty years.
[text] yeah bent
[text] im bringing it back
[Text] Itâs not sexy. Donât bring it back.
[text] did severus snape just make a joke????????
[Text] Iâm making detention, for you
[text] there went that ghost of a sense of humor
-whispers- I need to do drafts but I don wanna
and George is giving me the judgey eyes.
I'm sorrrryyy I just have a lot of muse for Bones right now
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