A while ago, I was watching something in Norwegian. A person walked into the room or something like that (this was pre-pandemic so I can't remember it very well) and asked "Why are you watching Miraculous Ladybug in Russian?" I waited until the next bit of dialogue was done before answering "It's Norwegian." They said "Nah, I think that's Russian." I corrected them again and explained that Disney Norge dubbed the show in Norwegian. They apparently weren't aware that Norway existed. This guy thought that Europe was just Russia, England, Ireland, and Germany.
summary: it’s a universal truth but it’s worth repeating; feelings eat us raw. or just an actor and a girl falling in and out of love over the course of three months.
(this was inspired by sebastian’s visit to greece for his movie, monday, and is based on that, so that means in the story we’re in 2018. also i have this posted on ao3 too but while i’m writing the last parts i thought of posting it here too)
pairing: sebastian stan x reader
warnings: alcohol, sexual references, implied depression, sebastian desperately needs to hug the reader, it’s kinda slowburn because i love the yearning
(pinterest inspired board)
part: 1/6
(other parts) (masterlist)
The day it happened, it wasn’t a significant meeting at all, you barely even talked. In fact, when he opened the door of your neighbor’s flat that day with a beer in his right hand and his hair messy, he didn’t have any effect on you. You always knew that living next to a director meant that sooner or later you’d bump into the pretty faces of well-known people. Sure, you didn’t expect them to be Hollywood actors like him, but to say you were starstruck by the man, would be the overstatement of the year.
I’m planning on cleaning up this page this summer!
repairing links
masterlist
tag lists
Life had been crazy and I have not been able to focus on my creative outlets but once the semester is over I hope to put out more content soon! I’ve still been writing, just not posting it.
And the notion still stands that requests are closed but I will gladly take any ideas you have in my messages, but I will not guarantee I will write it, this would be to help spark my brain! Thank y’all, stay safe, and keep going!! <3
A GOOD ROMANCE STARTS WITH A GOOD FRIENDSHIP. A GOOD ROMANCE STARTS WITH A GOOD FRIENDSHIP. A GOOD ROMANCE STARTS WITH A GOOD FRIENDSHIP. A GOOD ROMANCE STARTS WITH A GOOD FRIENDSHIP. A GOOD ROMANCE STARTS WITH A GOOD FRIENDSHIP.
Pairing: George Weasley x F!Reader
AU: Bridgerton!AU
Word Count: 2.2k
Warnings: Bridgerton spoilers, a gross man stepping into your personal space, definitely not historically accurate bc i never mention chaperones
Summary: As a woman in the early 19th century, you’ve been told all your life that marriage should be your ultimate goal, however, you do not share that sentiment. When the insufferable George Weasley devises a plan that may solve both your problems, how can you say no?
A/N: woohoo, part 2 is here!! not a whole lot of drama/interaction between George and the reader but some necessary developments. plus! Eloise! my favorite lady! as always, thank you so much for reading💛
“George, everyone is staring at us,” you whispered as you took his arm.
“Well, we are the most attractive couple promenading this morning, don’t you think?”
You stifled a laugh; partly because you didn’t want to draw more attention to yourself and partly because George’s ego was large enough without knowing you thought he was funny.
“Should I glare at the men staring at you? Let them know that they don’t have even an ounce of a chance?” George asked.
“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt,” you mused. “However, I don’t know how your sister would feel if every eligible man in the ton held disdain for her older brother.”
“Oh, please,” George scoffed. “You know as well as I do that Ginny is marrying Harry, it’s just a matter of time.”
hi friends!! so, I have completed part one of this bridgerton-esque fic. i originally didn’t want it to be multiple parts bc i am notorious for not finishing multichapter fics but. that will not happen here.
part one will be posted tomorrow morning! please let me know if you would liked to be tagged! it will contain a Bridgerton spoiler regarding Daphne/Simon but the plot differs from the plot of the show/book. below is a sneak peak…@weasleyclaw i am tagging you bc i need your stamp of approval lol
The unmistakable chuckle that followed your outburst made you groan due to your detestation of the man you knew you had bumped into.
Lord George Weasley; a man, nay, a boy, with hair of fire and a wit to match. You had known him for years as you were the same age and his sister Ginevra was the best of friends with your younger sister.
“I want to believe, Miss Y/L/N, that you would not take such drastic measures to capture my attention, but I must say I am flattered nonetheless,” George teased, his hand reaching out to steady you as you recovered from the collision.
“Mr. Weasley, I believe you to know me better than that,” you spoke with gritted teeth as you swatted his hand away. “Besides, there are plenty of young women here that would kiss the ground you walk on. Might you bother them instead?”
“Ah, but where is the fun in that? I’ve noticed that you still have room on your dance card?”
“I always have room left on my dance card.”
You tried to step around George and escape his company, but his impossible height made it so easy for him to evade your attempts.
“Is that by choice or because you’re just so pleasant to spend time with?” he inquired with a smirk.
“Suppose a bit of both. Now, if you would be so kind, I’m quite parched and would love another glass of champagne.”
“Perfect, I shall accompany you.”
George Weasley, you surmised very early on, was nothing but a flirt. You wouldn’t go so far as to call him a rake, because as far as you knew he was an honorable man, but he was also most intolerable with his boyish charm, sense of humor, beautiful eyes…
Yes, you were quite sure that he was entirely intolerable.
Pairing: Fred Weasley x F!Reader
Word Count: 2.5k
Warnings: mentions of underage drinking and alcohol, tickling, making out
Summary: Your flirty friendship with Fred Weasley comes to a resolution after an argument surrounding the Yule Ball that took place all those years ago.
A/N: hi friends! this is a Fred Weasley fic based on a tik tok i saw last night (all credit for the bolded line goes to the creator of the tik tok). also thank you to @gcdric for discussing this with me very late last night, i hope it turned out well omg i’m NERVOUS. anyway! off we go. please let me know if you’d like to be added to my taglist! i’m updating it since i was on hiatus for awhile! love you guys!
As you sat on the couch of the Burrow, your eyes fixated on the many pictures in the Weasley’s living room, your mind began to drift off with thoughts of the freckled, red-headed boy sat in front of you giggling with his siblings.
There was something extraordinarily special about your friendship with Fred Weasley. After ten plus years of him being the most important person in your life, ever since your first day at Hogwarts when he tripped over your robes as you and your fellow first years hurried into the Sorting Ceremony, you couldn’t imagine life without him.
so i’ve seen this around a lot and i always felt like the version i listened to just. didn’t have everything? sO! i edited together my three favourite versions of the tik tok sea shanty! enjoy!!
summary / y/n gets an offer to leave for a healing apprenticeship in America, leaving her and George to believe it’s too late for them. but George isn’t so ready to let her go. based off of the bridge scene between gwen & peter in the amazing spiderman 2.
word count / 5.4k
warnings / mentions alcohol briefly. angsty asf, but fluff ending. bit of a steamy makeout, but no smut.
a/n / please give this fic all the love, it means so much to me. I’m so proud of it. it’s a fic that’s I enjoyed writing and one that I feel like improved my skills as a writer. I just adore it, lemme know what you think :’)
The warmth of the joke shop engulfed you as you stepped through the door. It was a slower day of business for the shop, easy to understand considering how cold the past few days had been. You’d just returned from your lunch break, stepping out to grab coffee down at the new cafe in Diagon Alley.
George stood in the corner of the shop, helping a mother pick out a birthday present for her son. Fred was by the counter, sorting through a few envelopes.
“Any of those for me, Freddie?” You perked up, shrugging off your coat as you approached the older twin.
“Hmm, Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes… Ah, Y/N Y/L/N,” He tugged out a yellow envelope, and handed it to you, “Here you are, darling.”
Pairing: George Weasley x F!Reader
AU: Royalty!AU
Word Count: 2,240 words
Warnings: mentions of sibling d*ath, a very rude knight grabbing the reader
A/N: hello friends! here is part one of a two-part George Weasley Royalty!AU! I am so very excited. I apologize in advance for any inconsistencies throughout the story, there isn’t really a specific time period except that I didn’t want it to be modern! thank you to @awfulmoons for being the first person to read this and for her support! part two will be posted tomorrow! :)
Summary: After the tragic loss of his twin brother, George Weasley finds himself using his talents to secure a job as the new Potions Master and Healer for the Royal Family. Unbeknownst to you, he takes a particular liking to you knowing that you have more in common than you realize.
part two here
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Your mother playfully glared at you as you giggled, watching one of your father’s knights trip over a bit of wire and slam into the wall outside her study. He was a rather crude man, always touching your arm or lower back when he walked past you in the castle, and seeing his dazed expression and the bruise forming on his cheek brought you far more enjoyment than you’d ever admit.
I realize I have a lot of master-lists, but with recent light of me posting more for GOT and adding Medici to my list – I figured I should just combine these two.
Summary: You get a surprise visitor while you’re working in the jail.
Requested by Anon: 43 and 34 from Prompt List
34. “What made you think that it was an accident?”
43. “Getting arrested is kind of a win win when you think about it.”
Warnings: Begging for forgiveness?
Word Count: 874
Masterlist | Prompt List | Request
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It was a slow night for you, and you didn’t like slow nights. Nothing interesting to keep you busy. Just typing in information after information, confirming that you had custody of inmates in the jail. You spun around in your rolly chair to grab a snack when you got the buzz that someone was coming in.
“Finally.” you muttered under your breath and stood up to put a pair of gloves on. And then the arresting officer walked through the door, he was holding on to none other than Evan Buckley.
“You have got to be kidding me.” you glared at him and he smiled at you, his face full of guilt.
“Hey (Y/N).”
You ignored him and stood in front of your computer, fresh form on the screen. “Name.” was all you said.
“But-”
“I know I know your information but for legal reasons, you’ve gotta tell me.” you snapped.
“Evan Buckley.” he sighed, frustrated as you continued to ask him questions that you already knew the answer to. You dismissed the arresting officer and obtained his brief report when another corrections officer came over to stand by while you finished the booking process.
You waved Buck over to the mugshot station as you looked over the report and looked up at him in disbelief. He sighed, knowing what was on your mind.
“Stand there.” you pointed and set up the camera. “And don’t talk during this.” you narrowed your eyes at him. “Turn left, stand straight.” Click. “Other way.” Click.
“Look, getting arrested is kind of a win win when you think about it.” he smirked cheekily at you when you finished. “I mean I get to see your beautiful face.” You guided him to the fingerprinting counter.
“You’re joking right? Speeding? Third offence? And right in front of a well known speed trap might I add. What, you just accidentally got the shits in the same spot over the past two weeks? Are you dumb or are you dumb? You’re lucky you’re just being detained for a little while” you rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand to stick his fingers on the ink pad. You were fairly close to him now.
“What made you think that it was an accident?” he whispered in your ear. You froze and tried to put more distance in between the two of you.
“What are you talking about?” you whispered back as you continued to press his fingers onto the white card.
“You won’t talk to me (Y/N). Won’t answer my calls, or texts.”
“So you decided to get arrested to see me?” you scoffed. “You skipped showing up to my apartment.” you joked sarcastically.
“Actually I didn’t.” I stood outside in the lot for a while but I thought better of it.
“And this was a better idea?”
“Would you have answered the door?” he raised an accusing eyebrow. You shook your head in disbelief.
“What do you want Evan?” you asked coldly.
“A second chance.” you chuckled. “No I’m serious (Y/N) please. I know I messed up and I’ve been dying to make it up to you, I mean look, I got arrested to come talk to you! I think that’s dedication.”
“I think it’s psychotic.”
“Point is, I’m willing to do anything.”
“Buck.” you softened up. “You can’t fake feelings, and I know you still have them for Abby. I won't fight that.”
“No no no, I don’t. Remember? I got over her a long time ago, but she was back in town for a bit and I was just in shock. I didn’t actually mean that I missed her. You have filled every piece of my life that I thought was missing. So it’s complete, because of you.”
“Buck.”
“I know, I know we weren’t official or whatever that means but there were feelings. There were things said. You and I both know that. And I don’t want to lose you, I can’t lose you. Nobody else matters. Just, let me start over. Let us start over. Proper date.”
“What, you’re gonna ask me to go to dinner in the jail cafeteria?” you chuckled, smirking to the ground.
“When I’m out of here.” he laughed and loosened up, knowing he was getting you back. “I’ll pay all of my fines and take defensive driving or whatever, and I’ll get to take you on a proper date. One that you deserve.”
“You know what? I think I’d be okay with that Buckley. I’ll just make sure that they set your bond really high.” you chuckled and waved the corrections officer over to take him.
“Wait (Y/N)-” Buck narrowed his eyes at you as he was taken away. “I’ll be back!”
“Yeah you will!” you laughed and shook your head at him. “See you in the cafeteria!” you joked.
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Request: Hello! I was wondering if you could write about 43 and 34 from your requests with Bucky from 9-1-1?? Btw I love your writingg
A/N: Two posts in a day? Whaaaat?? Okay I kinda pulled this one out of my ass but i thought the prompts given were so funny and I could totally see Buck doing something like this, but I hope you’ve enjoyed it!!
Hello!Can I request eddie x reader (from 911) fluff, maybe she works there and it is just the family dinner and she rralizes how good it is to finally have a family she can count on and especially eddie ;) ly thx
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