georgeweasleysbiggestfan

[georgeweasleysbiggestfan]

this may be the sexiest thing i’ve ever read ok and thank you

extra credit - g.w.

summary: your little relationship with your entrepreneur professor has always been risky - but his punishment is the most dangerous game...(college au)

pairing: professor!george x reader

a/n: gotta dedicate this mf to my mother @lumosandnoxwriting who satiates all my horny thinks and like - mads, this one’s for you xx ;) muñecas, this is pure filth. i may have gotten horny writing this but whatever. 😀

warnings: NSFW/SMUT MINORS DNI, unprotected sex, degradation/praise, choking, cussing, men being shitty/non con flirtatious advances, mentions of hard schoolwork, breeding kink, light innocence kink if you squint

You had always been nothing but a great student. You knew that much. Rule following came nearly as easy to you as breathing, study skills nothing if not a simple part of your lifestyle, and taking notes simpler than contemplating human interaction.

Entrepreneurial Studies was about the most idiotic class you could’ve been forced to take. You, an English major, take a fucking Entrepreneurial Studies class? For what? It wasn’t like you were already bogged with a multitude of writing classes that would already be enough - you found it stupid, cursing the higher education system for putting you through the prime bullshittery that was the idea of this class.

And then along came George.

From the moment he walked into that classroom your brain went blank at the pure sight of him. Wild, infernal red hair sticking out as if he tried to control it but it simply didn’t listen, skin milky pale but not pale like the dead, pale that was vibrant and bright, eyes as brown as melted dark chocolate. Glasses that seemed a bit too wobbly for this ears to rest on. A jawline that you swore was hand shaven by Zeus himself, as if he created a man that gave Clark Kent a run for his ungodly money.

The sight of the man, in short, made you hungry, and not for the promise of an education - although, in the dark recesses of your mind, you longed for him to teach you...

And teach you, he did.

It had started out that day you asked him questions on your Ideal Business assignment, and you realized then that not only had you not been listening to anything he was saying, but were concentrated purely on the way his button up was rolled to his elbows, tense and bulging forearms practically pulsing with life. You watched his hands as they gripped the pen he was taking notes with, observing the way his fingers were so succinctly resting on the pen in all the right ways. As idiotic as you felt, you wished to God in that moment to be a ball point pen.

George had been too focused on critiquing your essay, praising you (much to your accidental and unfortunate arousal) and complimenting your ideas and feelings, but was soon drawn to the way the twenty one year old student before him had her thighs rubbing tightly, your red pencil skirt doing nothing to contain the eminent arousal occurring. He studied up your body, your white blouse suddenly looking a bit too tight, the buttons undone at the top forcing him to control the quickly growing bulge in his trousers. He saw from the pained expression you were trying to hide that you probably had never been touched before, at least not in the way that pleasured you, and the thought of your innocence alone excited him blackly.

“Professor?” You had said quietly. He had trailed off when he got to your eyes, bright and full of nervousness and something more primal. “Sir?” You had asked again, before he swallowed. In an instant he grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and yanked you towards him, mouths hungrily melding into each other. You slid into his lap, legs coming to wrap around him and his chair. He tilted your torso back with one strong and iron hand while he slid the other up your panties, his face pressed in between your breasts. All that could be heard from the office was the pair of you’s needy moans, pants, and the sounds of your mixing juices pooling in a hot embrace culminating in the shout of each other’s names

You had started to realize you needed more critique periods than you thought.

•••

You had decided to wear the shirt he liked. It had been kind of decided by George that that blouse he had so rudely destroyed upon your first encounter was the one that made him want to absolutely ravish your body immediately on sight. He could barely control himself around you in your private meetings, but if you wore that shirt with those tight pants in class? Boy, were you a goner by next hour...

You sat in your usual spot in the lecture hall, hair tied neatly back into a ponytail, another thing that never failed to torture the man behind the desk. You were always the first one to class, never less than 15 minutes early to always catch a good seat.

But someone else had decided to sit next to you today as well: Cedric. Cedric was on the lacrosse team, and as such, treated every woman with a rack no matter the size as something to score, something to use. You were no exception, as you had proudly flaunted yourself as the one girl that told him no on virtually every encounter. Unfortunately for you, this only spurned the boy on, making him slide into the seat next to you. The rest of the class came to file in as well, and you felt Diggory’s eyes glazing over your body, already in his mind fucking you with the lights off.

“Babe, when are you gonna say yes to me?” He leaned forward in your ear. On reflex you leaned backwards and bit your lip, anger swelling in your chest.

“I wouldn’t touch that thing you call a dick if it were diamonds, Diggory.” You snapped.

“Not my fault you just haven’t had as good as someone like me yet...could show you such a good time-“

You turned fully to him then. “The only good time I’ll have with you is seeing you six feet under and it will have been my doing. Until then, keep your walking corpse out of my sight.”

Cedric narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth as of to retort but then Professor Weasley entered the room. You instantly perked up in your seat at the sight of your lover, biting your lip at the view of his pale purple button up rolled to his elbows, a deeper purple tie swinging in his long stride. He looked practically delicious, a broad but altogether lanky lean muscle of a man - and he was all yours.

“Good afternoon, scholars.” He drawled, sliding his glasses up onto his nose.

“Good afternoon, Professor.” The class intoned. He licked his lip and smiled. “Right then, let’s get to it...” He turned back to the dry erase board then, giving you a perfect view of his extended forearms and perfectly toned biceps as he wrote complex theories on running businesses and starting companies.

But all you could focus on was starting some rather risky business with him after class.

•••

George was angry. Not necessarily at you, but angry nonetheless. He had watched that Diggory boy repeatedly lean over to you and whisper things in your ear during his lesson, his mouth inches from where George discovered that sensitive little spot that you liked you much. George knew Cedric was trying to get under your skin, he knew the boy just wanted a quickie after class or maybe in his dorm nothing more nothing less.

But the idea of him perusing and pursuing what was rightfully his in his classroom? Not a good idea.

He watched you gather your things in your hands, and proceed to exit the lecture hall. He had grown hard at the ideas of your punishment, and was ready to try something new to your pleasure sessions.

“Y/N.” He called out to you sharply. You knew that tone of voice meant nothing good for you, and like the master of your body that he was, could already sense the mass of arousal pooling betwixt your thighs. He smirked at your blank look and beckoned you to the desk with his fingers. He watched you quickly descend the stairs and stand by your desk. He stood up to his full height, towering over you like a god and softly rubbed his thumb over your bottom lip.

“Lock the doors. Now.” He said softly but deliberately. You nodded immediately and scurried in your flats to close the doors and lock them.

“Turn off the lights while you’re there, my pet, yes?” Your knees buckled at his usage of the new name, he had never called you that before, but it resonated everywhere in your now soaking heat.

“Yes, sir.” You shakily replied. You watched him bend over his desk, setting up what looked like a video on the smart board, his elbows cocked outward to see every vein and pulsating vessel. As soon as the video was pulled up he stood back up to his full height and grazed his hands over your body with just two fingers, relishing in the way you whined and whimpered for more. He reached his hand up to your throat and squeezed, watching your eyes squint shut and your thighs clenching together. He rubbed his thumb against the column of your throat and again squeezed the base, giving a kiss to the pulsing flesh there. In an instant he pulled away, looking into your eyes once more and slammed your body onto the desk. You squeaked at the sudden movement, and felt your breasts hurt from being pinned to his desk.

“Y/N, do you not think I didn’t see what you were acting like today?” He murmured lovingly against your earlobe, pulling you up slightly to roughly relieve you of your pants. He slapped your ass roughly when you made no answer.

“Sir, please I didn’t do anything-“ he delivered a harsher smack to your ass, his cock twitching at the way you bucked backward for more pressure there. He tore your panties apart and coated a finger through your wetness, grunting at the feeling of your cunt contracting.

“I know you wore that shirt today because you wanted to act like a little tramp for me isn’t that right? Wanted everyone to see who you belong to, yeah?” He pressed the button on his keyboard to start the film.

“Go on and watch me fuck you, princess, I know you like it. I know you want to see me fuck a baby in you and fill you up.” He yanked you up by your hair with his free hand so you could see the video. True to his word, you watched on screen as George took you on your back, the sight of his naked and sweaty body alone making you moan against his fingers currently inside of you.

“Just wanted to be pretty for you, sir that’s-that’s all. I know you like it when I dress so nice and sweet - mmf, Georgie” you moaned out. His fingers had started scissoring you, and with the combination of watching his length be sheathed inside you was too much for you to bear at once.

“God, look at you such a fucking slut for me, baby. You fucking love watching me fill you up, don’t you, sweet thing? Want me to make you forget allll about that Diggory boy and give you my cock until you cry?” He released his fingers from your pussy, sucking them clean and popping them before undoing his trousers as quietly as he could.

“Yes, please, I don’t want anyone else’s cock except yours - fuck, George” you cried out, his incredible size filling you to the brim and setting an animalistic pace. You knew he only set this pace for sake of time, but something about it today was different. More raw and pulsing with need. He had intended to claim you, not just fuck you. You panted are every thrust, your clit dragging against the soft edge of the desk in every way. On screen you could barely focus on the man that was your lover take you on your back, your legs thrown over his shoulders and fucking into you like a stupid rag doll.

“C’mon, love, tell me how much you need me.”

“Love your cock so much, Georgie, love watching you fuck me like your cum dump and using me.”

“Yeah?” His pelvic bone was hitting your ass with every thrust, the sound of skin slapping like a symphony in your ears. “Like it when I use you like my doll? My own fucking toy?”

“Yes, George, please” you whines.

“Gonna fucking breed you like a little bitch in heat just like you like, babydoll. Is that what you want? Wanna take my babies?”

“Yes, please, Georgie, I need you to,” you were close and he fucking knew it, your core starting to ball up and your hands squirmed ro clutch anything you could. He grunted at your clenching heat, thrusting harder to bring you to a finish.

“Go on, Y/N, make a mess on my cock, I know you fucking want to.” He growled and with that, you cried out his name, shock waves of released pleasure spilling onto him. He groaned flipping you over so you were straddling him.

“You ready to take my babies?” He said slamming back into you, hips rolling into yours at an electrifying pace. You felt him everywhere in you and you had to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming.

“God, yes,” you moaned, his free hand catching the back of your neck.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir, yes - Georgie, please” and at the look of your eyes rolling back, he chanted your name, his forehead pressed against you as he released into you. At the feeling of being filled, you came with him, stars erupting everywhere in your vision. His hips rolled gently into you deliciously to help you through your highs. He held your face in his hands and pressed one, two, three kisses to your forehead. He began to pull out by you caught his arms.

“No, no, no, please.” You whined softly. He chuckled and pressed angelic kisses to your lips, smiling into your mouth.

“Someone wants closeness, hmm?” You nodded. “Please. I just want you.” He swallowed looking into your eyes, cupping your face and kissing you deeply for a moment.

“And have me you will, angel.”

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Watermelon Sugar // g.w.

— “breathe me in, breathe me out.”

summary / when your first outing with george as a couple, after crossing the line from friends with benefits to lovers, leaves you feeling insecure, george is quick to remind you how much he loves you.

word count / 3.1k

warnings / 18+, nsfw. oral sex (fem recieving), cussing, praise kink, overstimulation, unprotected sex, fingering.

FINE LINE COLLECTION

You curled into George’s side as you sat onto the couch of the burrow. You and the rest of the Weasley’s had just finished roasting marshmallows and warming up by the fire in their backyard. The rest of the Weasley’s piled in as you and George sat down. You felt his hand on your waist tug you closer to him, causing a smile to form on your lips. 

The burrow was lovely. It was warm and cozy, decorated with muggle knick knacks and childhood photos, a handmade quilt lying on every surface. The warm colors brought you a sense of comfort you couldn’t find anywhere else. You loved George’s family. You got on quite well with Ginny and Arthur, the two of them being the first to give you a warm welcome as George introduced you as his girlfriend for the first time. You were close with Fred as well, occasionally teaming up with him to stir up something in their joke shop. Percy and Ron mostly kept to themselves, although they were still very kind. 

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A black girl will be spending years in jail because she had a mental health crisis. PLEASE READ

Meet Saraya: she was experiencing a mental health crisis. Police came and tackled her. She is 15.

Saraya Rees is a 15 year old biracial girl from Coos County, Oregon. After being abruptly instructed to stop taking her antidepressants by a local pediatrician, Saraya went into psychosis. In her manic state, Saraya poured a small amount of gasoline on the floor. Her parents called Coos Health & Wellness in hope that that would send mental health advisors, Coos Health & Wellness sent the police. While still in psychosis, the officers arrested her, questioned her without her family or lawyers present, charged with attempted murder and assault, and sent her to juvenile prison for 11 years.

ELEVEN.YEARS.

This is not justice.

This is inhumane.

WHAT YOU CAN DO TO HELP:

1. Call these people and demand that she be let go to the custody in her parents.

Please call Governor Kate Brown and Senator Jeff Merkely.⁠

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📞Governor Kate Brown: (503) 378-4582⁠

📞Senator Jeff Merkley: (503) 326-3386⁠

2. Sign the petition! 

http://chng.it/dPR59dnMzq

Please DO NOT donate to CHANGE.ORG, instead donate to Saraya’s gofundme. 

3. Follow @justice4saraya on instagram. You can find info on where to send her encouragement cards and get updated on progress.

4. SEND CARDS TO THE FOLLOWING (please also note card sending rules)

OAK CREEK CORRECTIONAL FACIILITY 

C/O SARAYA REES

4400 LOCHNER ROAD SE 

ALBANY, OR 97332

EDIT: PLEASE CONSIDER THESE RULES WHEN SENDING HER CARDS! The family has asked for the following when sending cards: 

-No vulgar language or cursing (she’s a child, afterall) 

-No stickers

-No metal 

- Do not use return address stickers

-No Cash

Using these things could mean Saraya doesn’t get your card. If you want to donate to the family during this very hard time, please use the GOFUND ME.

 https://www.gofundme.com/f/justice4saraya

You can also send her gifts for when she gets out to a PO BOX: 

SARAYA’S PO BOX

PO BOX 211

MYRTLE POINT, OR 97458

MENTAL ILLNESS IS NOT A CRIME. LET’S FREE OUR GIRL SARAYA!!!

Saraya’s website: https://www.justice4saraya.com/

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speechless

innocent (george weasley x reader smut)

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ fic, Deep throating, light choking, oral (both sides receiving), slight corruption kink, curse words, George being a teasing jerk

I know I have requests but I could not get this idea out of my head. I love George so much and like honestly?? I’m such a hoe.

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George Weasley was a simple man. He didn’t hide many things from his friends and family. If you wanted to know anything about him he’d tell you. His favorite food was his moms homemade mince meat pie. His favorite color was purple. His favorite class was charms. His favorite game was exploding snap and his favorite product he’s ever created were puking pastilles. But the one thing he kept secret was his favorite view. 

What is it? 

Seeing you crying below him as he fucks your brains out. 

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Put a fictional character in my ask

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite 

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PLEASE DO!!,, you’re so incredibly talented

Commitments - Smut

pairing: Oliver Wood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley x fem!reader (no incest just sharing)

a/n: I would like to do a pt 2 to this because I just have so much more I can fit into this dynamic and I like it (hornhee disease really takin over)

word count : 4.9k

warning: smut, 18+ themes, face fucking (male recieving), oral and fingering (female recieving), unprotexted sex -wrap before you tap kids-, choking, dom/sub themes, slight bdsm themes, subby reader, titles are given, its pure filth, friends with benefits relationship

please 18+ readers only

My head pounded and my stomach growled. It was the first feeling I registered as I opened my eyes. I was cold, hungry, and in pain. I blinked a few times, pulling my head up from its position on the table where I had been napping. I focussed my eyes on my unfinished potions essay. Groaning I rubbed my eyes. Not only did I not finish it, but I also fell asleep. It was due in two days and I had barely started. I still needed to-

Quidditch Practice. The potions essay fell to the depths of my mind as I scoured the library walls for a clock. Unsuccessful in finding one, I decided I was probably only late. Shoving my papers into my bag I ran out of the library, ignoring wandering stares from students I made my way to the changing rooms.

The door flung open and slowed down for the first time, panting slightly I made it over to the lockers, ready to get out my equipment. I picked up my shaky hands to do the combination when a voice interrupted me.

“I wouldn’t bother,” Oliver spoke. Based on the volume of his voice and the slight temperature change in the air, he was right behind me. Pulling my bottom lip between my lip I turned around, his toned chest was dripping, a towel hung low on his hips and his hair was ruffled slightly and damp. Our bodies were merely inches apart and I could see the anger in his eyes as I looked up at him.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS! i love christmas

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i’ve read this so many times (with one hand if ya know what i mean) and i just love it so much. pure filth

Commitments - Smut

pairing: Oliver Wood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley x fem!reader (no incest just sharing)

a/n: I would like to do a pt 2 to this because I just have so much more I can fit into this dynamic and I like it (hornhee disease really takin over)

word count : 4.9k

warning: smut, 18+ themes, face fucking (male recieving), oral and fingering (female recieving), unprotexted sex -wrap before you tap kids-, choking, dom/sub themes, slight bdsm themes, subby reader, titles are given, its pure filth, friends with benefits relationship

please 18+ readers only

My head pounded and my stomach growled. It was the first feeling I registered as I opened my eyes. I was cold, hungry, and in pain. I blinked a few times, pulling my head up from its position on the table where I had been napping. I focussed my eyes on my unfinished potions essay. Groaning I rubbed my eyes. Not only did I not finish it, but I also fell asleep. It was due in two days and I had barely started. I still needed to-

Quidditch Practice. The potions essay fell to the depths of my mind as I scoured the library walls for a clock. Unsuccessful in finding one, I decided I was probably only late. Shoving my papers into my bag I ran out of the library, ignoring wandering stares from students I made my way to the changing rooms.

The door flung open and slowed down for the first time, panting slightly I made it over to the lockers, ready to get out my equipment. I picked up my shaky hands to do the combination when a voice interrupted me.

“I wouldn’t bother,” Oliver spoke. Based on the volume of his voice and the slight temperature change in the air, he was right behind me. Pulling my bottom lip between my lip I turned around, his toned chest was dripping, a towel hung low on his hips and his hair was ruffled slightly and damp. Our bodies were merely inches apart and I could see the anger in his eyes as I looked up at him.

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so i started kakegurui yesterday and i’m on s2ep2 and i’m in love with yumeko x mary and midari x me

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@vogueweasley @whiz-bangs78 @lateautumn @georgiesweasley i couldn’t think of anyone to tag i just tagged a few ppl i follow / some mutualste

Thank you so much for your tags, @narukoibito, @hehron and @forfucksakeidontknow! It’s taken me some time to do it, but I’ve had so much fun!

Rules: Post 10 GIFS of your favorite movies (no titles) and then tag ten people to do the same.

I’ve spent more than a week away from tmblr so I don’t know who has already done this, but I tag @hinny-potter, @my-patronus-is-a-champagne-glass, @liiilyevans​, @sybill-the-seer​ and anyone who wants to do it! 

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can people pleassse add me to their taglists? i am 18+ and love smut babey

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HOLY HELL. I AM EXCITED

DECADES SMUT COLLECTION

The Smut Time Machine

Totally groovy! Coming this January, I will be taking you on a trip through the decades with a smut inspired by different time periods in the Smut Time Machine!  

January 9th: 1920′s // All That Jazz - Fred Weasley x Reader 

January 16th: 1950′s // Burnin’ Love - George Weasley x Reader 

January 23rd: 1960′s // White Rabbit - Fred Weasley x Reader 

January 30th: 1970′s // Hot Stuff - Fred Weasley x Reader 

February 6th: 1980′s // Like A Virgin - George Weasley x Reader 

February 13th: 1990′s // Smells Like Teen Spirit - George Weasley x Reader

Tagging my mutuals (the rotten eggs) who encouraged this idea: @gcdric​ @vogueweasley​ @thisismynerdyself​ @wandsandwheezes​ @whiz-bangs78​ <3

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I need a drummer boy // g.w.

summary / muggle!au, band!au. y/n, the lead singer, & george, the drummer, have undeniable chemistry and a lot of sexual tension built up between them. the song they are singing in this is aristocrat by new politics.

word count / 4.1k

warnings / 18+ nsfw! smut, fingering, oral (male & female receiving) unprotected sex

a/n / so it’s been known by the chaotic (rotten) eggs that george as a drummer is something we all need, and I just could not resist. I also wanna link katie’s ( @slytherinsunrise ) fic kids in love because it is also a band!au george fic, and I wanna make sure I’m not taking credit for something I didn’t think of first, so check it out :)

It was hot on stage, the combination of the blaring lights and the crowd of people had heightened not only the temperature of the room, but the energy as well. It was euphoric, being on stage, hearing a crowd of fans screaming in anticipation for the last song of the night. 

The bandmates exchanged smirks of pride as the crowd continued to roar. Fred Weasley, the guitarist, smiled widely at his sister, Ginny, the bassist. She playfully pushed his shoulder as he passed her, before strumming a few tunes and adjusting her guitar to best fit the next set. 

Y/N stood at the front of the stage, beaming in the hot lights and the smoke that rose from the stage and onto the crowd. She gripped the microphone tight in her hands, running her fingertips over the signature pink band she always had. She was still riding the adrenaline high from their last song, feeling the sting in her lungs from singing her heart out. She glanced behind her, catching sight of the drummer behind her. 

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WHAT I THINK THE HP CHARACTERS WOULD BE LIKE IN AMONG US

GEORGE WEASLEY/forge

George and Fred always switch with each other, but george mains dark green with the dum sticky note, he does most of his tasks as cremates and checks cams a lot. only calls emergencies if needed, and is always the first to speak. as impostor he never uses vents and always kills in electrical. everyone always suspects him as impostor.

FRED WEASLEY/gred

Fred and george swap a lot, but fred mains lime green with dum sticky note just so it’s hard to tell them apart. he does 0 tasks as a crewmate, and just follows george around. he doesnt report bodies, he’ll just walk over them, and he always causes emergency meeting just cause “they sus”. as impostor he sticks with george still but george doesn’t rat him out, he a bit trigger happy and forgets to check if someone’s on cams or if someone was near there. he always uses george as an alibi but he’s pretty easy to guess.

LUNA LOVEGOOD/loona

Luna doesn’t main any colour, she’s happy with whatever she gets, but she prefers lighter colours like white, pink or cyan. She either has the flower hat on or the party hat because “it’s someone’s birthday somewhere.” she does all her tasks as crewmate and is always the person who finds the body. as impostor she is surprisingly sneaky, and uses vents really well. overall really hard to find and hard to suspect.

RON WEASLEY/krumfan

Ron is very adamant about getting orange and doesn’t wear a hat. He does some tasks as crewmate , but stalks people and then everyone gets suspicious of him and votes him out. he’s really bad at impostor, he always gets caught running from bodies cause he didn’t know you could move in vents. overall he’s just not good.

GINNY WEASLEY/gin

Ginny is a BEAST. She mains red with the bandana hat. She does all her tasks super quickly, is super competitive and always finds the impostor first. Nobody suspects her when she is impostor and always wins by killing everyone, and she always kills ron or harry first.

HARRY POTTER/chosen1

Harry mains yellow and the crown hat. He does all of his tasks and runs away from everyone he sees, thinks everyone is sus, and is just super paranoid. It is super obvious when he is impostor because he always vents in front of people by accident and kills on cams. He is super scared to kill anyone and gets angry when he dies.

HERMIONE GRANGER/mione

Hermione mains white or black, and uses the mini crewmate hat. She finishes all her tasks and helps Ron with his tasks, is pretty good at using logic to find the impostor, but is always killed early on. As impostor she is very smart about who she kills and where, but always gets randomly voted off.

DRACO MALFOY/purebl00d

Draco mains lime green with the black hat. He is really bad at the game to be honest, doesn’t do tasks, and kills people without thinking. Blaise and Pansy try to teach him but he is to stubborn to change how he plays.

PANSY PARKINSON/panso

Pansy mains purple with the balloon hat. She is surprisingly fun to play with and is really good at the game. Her and Ginny are the BEST impostors and kill so many people. She sabotages a lot. She does all her tasks as crewmate and stays in groups.

BLAISE ZABINI/BLAISE

Blaise mains black or dark green without a hat. He is super competitive and is really quiet. He always acts sus but not sus enough to get voted off, and is really hard to catch as impostor. He usually catches the impostor off tiny mistakes and helps win the game. He sabotages lights a lot.

PERCY WEASLEY/HeadBoy

The twins made Percy play a few times , so he used dark blue because it was the only colour left, and he used the halo hat. He was very bad, but he did all his tasks. He didn’t vent or kill at all as impostor.

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James: Have a nice day.

Lily: Don’t tell me what to do.

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

Lmao I doubt any of y’all would do it but I mean it you’re bored please send it my way

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school is very stressful atm and i just want george weasley to hold me all hours of the day is that too much to ask for