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You all rock.
i just want a device that scans me and plays the perfect songs... tracks ive never heard before… totally random, but somehow it would know exactly what my ears have been craving
fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
Modern!George Weasley x Reader
Plot: You and your fiance George get ready for and go to family dinner at the Weasley house. (Takes place in modern times, and does not feature magic or the magic world.)
Author’s Note: My first post, so feel free to message me with requests, compliments, or any criticisms you might have. All are appreciated! Enjoy!
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“George, have you seen my phone?” you called out to your fiance of six months.
“On the counter, love,” he replied without taking his eyes off the soccer game on television. You grabbed your cell phone off the kitchen counter, then thanked George and kissed his cheek.
“We’re going to your parents’ as soon as the game is over, so you’d better be ready,” you warned. Molly was not happy with the two of you the last time you were late to family dinner- she’d gone on an hour long tirade and forced both of you to apologize to the entire family for pushing back their dinnertime by a whole 15 minutes. You still shudder even thinking about it.
As the match came to an end, you and George said goodbye to your pets and headed outside to your car, preparing for the hour’s drive to the Weasley household.
The home George had grown up in was nothing special; unfortunately, his family had more children than they could really afford, but they managed. Their home was far off in the country and was quite large, equally as rundown, but full of love and laughter. And you loved every bit of it.
Mere seconds after pulling into their driveway, George’s twin brother Fred stepped outside the house to greet you both.
“Well, well, well...look who managed to make it to dinner on time for once,” he smirked. You gave him a light punch to the arm in retaliation.
“It was one time!” You exclaimed. “And after what happened last time, I’ll never be late again! I still have nightmares!” Fred and George gave the same chuckle, and the three of you headed inside to say your hellos to the rest of the Weasley clan. Once that was finished, you entered the kitchen to see if Molly needed help with dinner. Based on her frantic chopping of vegetables, you assumed the answer was yes, so you grabbed a knife and started chopping carrots to go into the stew she was making.
“Oh, thank you, dear. I’ve been trying to get Arthur to help me, but he’s off talking Harry’s ear off about who-knows-what,” she rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless.
“Men, right?”
Between the two of you, the vegetables for dinner were all chopped in record time, and before you knew it, dinner was ready. Everyone took their seat at the table, and (as usual) all hell broke loose. Food was being passed around from person to person, hands reached across the table to grab the salt and pepper, and the chatter was loud enough to rival that of a rock concert.
You and George caught up with all of his siblings and their significant others, including one of your best friends, Hermione. Within minutes (to no one’s surprise), Mrs. Weasley interrogated you about your wedding plans.
“Surely you have a date in mind, (Y/N).” She continued, “And I say the sooner the better!”
“Actually, Mum,” George interrupted, “we were thinking about next spring.” You nodded, smiling at George. He smiled back in return, his sweet, freckled smile.
Molly Weasley, also grinning, could not have been happier, and at this moment, neither could you.
Sometimes it’s really lonely being an author. Because when you’re writing, you’re doing it alone, and there’s no one there to gush over silly feelings with you.
And I suppose that’s why reader comments are important to authors. It’s not about the compliments. It’s that we’ve been alone with our thoughts this whole time. It’s an awesome feeling when a friend shows up to share them with you.
like absolutely georgie would steal ur man just bc he could
someone tell me why i was singing jolene but instead of jolene my brain replaced it with georgie
You are going to laugh until your stomach hurts again. You're going to be in awe of a sunset. Watch your favorite show while you eat your favorite food. Find money on the street. Discover a great band you haven't heard of before. You will find your way back.
hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god
every day i wonder why i'm not living in a dark castle with secret passageways and rooms filled with books
General info:
~ As a female, everything I write will feature a female character. If you’d like to see something besides this, feel free to mention that in a request; however, though I am 100% supportive of the LGBTQ+ community, I may not feel comfortable writing about certain gender/sexualities as I feel I may not be able to portray these properly.
~ I will not write about anything relating to incest, pedophilia, etc.
~ As time goes on, I may add to this so please read before requesting!
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Harry Potter
Close For Comfort - Harry x Reader - You and Harry comfort each other after Moody demonstrates the Unforgivable Curses in class.
George Weasley
Weasley Family Dinner - Modern!George x Reader - You and your fiancé George get ready for and go to a family dinner at the Weasley house.
Sirius Black
Dating Sirius Black would include: Young!Sirius x Reader
Charlie Weasley
Are You Ready? - Charlie x Reader - Charlie leaves Hogwarts and you’re left behind to finish your 7th year. While he’s in Romania, the two of you write back and forth.
PLAYLISTS (updated regularly)
zuko (atla) - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3y3TLVUhqr3zuSj6duGu1i?si=8sX9jSS7Qp6tvd3vcWJFRA
sokka (atla) - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5DYwEBzohIul9G3ZWSXflZ?si=Kjj6cJwpQV28Arq7J4iiqg
katara (atla) - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2b53ZlQiGVWHOXQpJKjrjN?si=Kj7KkQYoTZC10azb9cGINw
aang (atla) - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0wsNYLqDs5DtOwWP9UneUx?si=1Gur7HXeSEaT9-ETDRB3uw
person: what’s your type
me: fictional
call me L // 23 || hufflepuff // booknerd || lover of cats, coffee, all things harry potter, marvel, stranger things & a:tla
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