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Only the beginning

Pairing: Newt x Medjack!fem!reader

Synopsis: They thought they were subtler, no had ever mentioned a word about the attraction between their second-in-command and their Medjack, turns out, they were just waiting.

It all started when after one and a half years of being stuck in a maze, a girl was sent. Unconscious with shallow breathing, Newt was the first to help the girl out of the box despite his limp. It's a girl, of course he'd help.

But that 'help' turned to protectiveness. Making sure he or other trusted gladers watch over her. She's been asleep for five days before waking up with Newt drawing something on a paper.

It weren't long for them to realize that she was weak.

Her knees give up easily while moving logs made for building from one point to another. She's easy to bruise when the hogs always bump their heads onto her. Her hands ache when holding the knife too long. Everyone thought she'd be a fine slopper, but Newt insisted she becomes a Medjack. She's fragile, so what? They can use a bit if feather touch after putting up with Clint and Jeff's touch that felt like metal weights.

But things started to happen.

The girl, later remembered her name to be Y/n, was naturally calm person. She's relaxed and gentle. Very motherly. Very attractive for Newt.

What do you mean she can be gentle and firm at times? Can discipline but also care for the rest of the gladers? Fight for your opinions without stepping on others? In Newt's vocabulary, that's just her being the best woman she'd ever known... If he actually known any woman before the maze, that is.

So naturally, Newt was always looking for her. Always near her. Always restless before seeing her figure pick up herbs from the front garden of the Medhut.

This was supposed to be subtle, but what can the gladers say? They're observant.

"Why are you so restless?" Alby asked one day, seeing Newt's head turn around the glade for the nth time. The day was peaceful, so why is he so bothered? "Are you looking for Y/n again?" He followed up after Newt didn't even look at him. With how much they've spent together, it's not hard to finish the puzzle that Newt may or may not be interested at Y/n.

A beat passed by. "No." Newt answered. But that small second was long enough for him to say yes. And Alby knew that, too.

And it's not like it's any better for Y/n's side. It's not like she's evil or something but... She kinda wants Newt to show up with a small cut, probably for some small accident in the garden and she'd give him a small bandaid to put it on him.

My gosh, she was delusional.

Her eyes tries to find him too, the kind soul who didn't look at her like she's a meal when she first woke up, and made sure the others didn't too. The gentleman who was patient with her when all the other first jobs failed her. The friend that made sure she wasn't to be a slopper.

"You've been staring out the window for a good half an hour. Who are you looking at?" Clint tries to follow whever her gaze might be on a random day. Eyes squinting to find who in the world is making her look like she's daydreaming on clouds.

She sighed, keeping her attention back at the book of medicine sent from the box alongside some good medical aids. "Nothing." She shortly answered.

Clint swears he only see on guy on the field. Newt. Cluelessly picking at some grass in the middle of the field. "Are you looking at Newt?" He asked with a raised brow. "No." She bluntly said after a good pregnant pause.

Clint didn't believe a klunk she said. Like yeah sure, be interested in the maze entrance.

And like the universe had listened go her request that Newt somehow finds his way to her. Clint called in sick, ironic right? And Jeff is busy on the other end of the hut tending to a Slicer who almost cut a finger off.

But it's Newt daily check up.

She was gentlest thing that ever touched him. She was examining his feet with keen eyes, looking for any strain in the movement or when his face ever contort even in the slightest bit of pain. But if she's gonna ba that gentle, he might aswell fall asleep. And dream that they were out of this place... And seeing that face.

Why is she pretty?

Wait what.

Yo ho, that was not Newt.

Definitely not.

She let's go of the foot with a happy face. "It's been healing so great! I looked over some of your charts from last check up and I observed it's going so well. Good job!"

The feeling on his stomach was weird. It kinda flipped, then backflipped, then did a pivot, then did a backflip again.

"Just come back about two weeks from now so we can see if this state is permanent, okay?" She gently patted his leg as she rolls down his pants to cover his ankle again.

Y/n decided to get some more herbs from the front garden. Newt only teared his gaze away from her the moment she was out the door.

He kind of jumped when Jeff has his eyebrows raised. "What's with the heart eyes, shuckface?" He teased.

"What face?" Go Newt, go deny your little heart out.

"Going for her, huh..." Jeff busied himself with reorganizing the used supplies. "When will you step up your game?"

"I am not playing anything." Newt said firmly, just a little gaslighting for himself.

Jeff can only sigh. Who knew Newt will be this much of a coward in love?

Newt started to act more weird. Concerning? Maybe, especially if you don't know that he's doing all this for a girl.

It was like Jeff planted a thing in his head after that check-up. Suddenly his limp wasn't there when she's walking past Y/n. Or when his posture suddenly straightens despite the tiresome day he had. Gally looks at him with confused eyes whenever these kind of change happens. Zart can only side eye him.

One afternoon, with a surge of courage that he didn't know where it came from, he had the audacity to show up and make Y/n feel like a princess.

"Hey." Y/n almost jumped at his voice, "Mind if I help you?" Newt said, motioning to the heavy boxes of new medicine they haven't yet seen before. They were heavy too.

"Uh... Yeah, sure." She nodded.

Newt made sure to flex up his arm as he do so.

One day, Gally was asking Newt to help cut some logs to smaller pieces. Newt was reluctant, saying that his leg is not cooperating today. But when Y/n were about to walk past, he got the axe so fast and was chopping those woods.

Gally never looked at him so passively. "Seriously? All it took was Y/n?" He shakes his head.

Newt didn't say anything though. She looked in his direction, looked at his aura and brooding shoulders as the axe split the logs in half, it was enough.

Gally wants to throw a stick at him, tell him that his eyes shall tell no lies. This show of hopeless romantic is really starting to infuriate the Keeper of Builders. Just go tell her, man!

Everybody was fed up with it. Even Alby, who was hapoy for his friend after taking a notice of it too. They're all just now urging their second in command to just make a damn move instead of acting like a shank in love. They claim "you gotta step up with your game, man."

And step up he did.

A bonfire night, where the night was mostly to the gladers than the greenie who is always terrified as they look in the air, contemplating if the universe hated them. Newt had other plans though.

He made sure not drink any of Gally's brew, to not mess this up and actually have a good conversation.

Silently, he sat down next to her. If you would've been a glader dancing around the fire or simply eating your food, you'd think Y/n was not freaking out. But she was, inside.

"It's kind of ironic how we celebrate this day... When us back then were... Terrified." He started, acting nonchalant and cool. As if he's naturally like that.

You chuckled, "It's kind of comforting now." After all that time of ups and downs, they managed to still find time to bond and let loose. "It's a good routine."

"You know... It's kind if weird how not a single girl came after you." He brought up, not that he wanted another female, of course, she was enough.

"Does that make me special?" She tilted her head at him, her eyes catching just the right lighting from that angle. For a moment, Newt forgot how to breath. "Yes... Because you're the only girl. But you're not special in that way to me."

Newt's conscious is very afraid of himself. Who is talking right now? And where did that idea came from? What is happening?

"Oh? What kind if special am I to you?" She was half expecting him to say something stupid, or a teasing comment. The other half believes he's gonna say something kind, touching.

"The kind of special that might scare you off... Or maybe even... I don't know. Make me look weird?" Everything seemed enough. But now he's risking it all for a simple– no, life-changing confession.

Well she didn't understood that reference. Give her a break, she just woke up with her memories wiped, okay?

When he got that look from her face, he urged to explain. "I mean... You know..." She, in fact, did not know.

"I just meant that I seem to really like you." He sighed, each word goes quieter.

"Awww, I like you too!" She responds with a innocent smile that tells him that what she said would've been something he'll feel joy with if she didn't say it with in the most platonic way.

"No- I..." He sighed. "I meant like... I like like you." Yep, he was shucked up. He was sure of it.

"Oh."

That's the only thing that came out of her mouth; oh.

Those two letters was enough to make him wish that he got eaten by a griever just about now.

But the smile that came after? That smile that no one has ever seen? The grin that spreads over to her cheeks and shows all her teeth?

Yeah... Newt might not have shucked up at all.

From Frypans counter on the far left, Gally, Alby, Jeff, and Winston took place, looking like they finished a series and it was a happy ending. "Took him that long?" Jeff couldn't believe it. Their second in command is flirting. "I'm even surprised he didn't did anything embarrassing." Gally quiped, finishing his stew.

"Looks like I need to be stricter. Someone's going soft." Alby joked.

My first ever Newt fic! I know that Newt is confirmed to be a queer character, but I don't know how to write a fic accordingly and I'm very afraid to offend people. And I know there might girlies who still wants a Newt x female reader. I hope you understand!

I'm also really sorry for being so inactive, school has yet to be off my back and vacay had just started so expect a lot from me, my sweetings!

Please feel free to request any of your fantastic ideas!

Your dearest Author,

NyxTheDeity.

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My drafts are overflowing with these type of docs 😞

I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

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𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾

Synopsis: Draco has never experienced aftection. He is a literal void where if you put some love, you don't know where it goes. Until he met a specific someone that managed to fill that void.

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!femreader

Draco has always felt like an empty shell. He's convinced there is nothing inside of him anymore as his family did a good job carving it all out.

He wasn't looking for anything anymore and the only ambition he had was no longer to be the best of best but to just get out of the deadly grasp his family has on him. Everything was not how he imagined it would be.

Everyday was like a blur to him, just passing by and time was almost nothing to him. Life was no longer an adventure waiting to be taken, life is no longer a path for him to take.

So goes for love.

Every turn of his head he sees people falling in love. Crabbe even got himself a crush and he could only blankly stare at something as Crabbe babbles on.

But that was when before he saw her.

A random day in the hall of Hogwarts, he was walking alone. And he heard something normal, yet his head seemed to just snap it's way.

And there, the famous sunshine girl everyone adores, giggling over something that her bestfriend said.

Why is he attracted to that sound? He hears giggles and laughs all his year, why is hers so different? Why did he like that smile so much?

But he couldn't let himself stay any longer, he'll look weird. So he forced his feet to keept moving forward, though his mind stayed on her.

Then suddenly, his eyes seemed to always roam around. His eyes that used to look so tired suddenly wanted to find someone.

He was in courtyard one free period, and he felt something when he saw you enter with your friends and sat on the grass. She looked so kind... Like she would never look at him with pity or disgust once she knew what he has on his arm. But he knew that's impossible. Who wouldn't be disgusted? Who wouldn't want to get away from him?

"Hey, Y/n, Malfoy seem to be looking at you." Said her friend as they talk a few distance away from him. When Y/n looked over her shoulder, Malfoy casually torn his eyes away.

"Was he?" Y/n asked with her head tilt and looked back at her friends. "Why do you think so?" She asks.

"Maybe he wants to be friends?" One friend answered, "Oh! Maybe he noticed you!" Said another.

"But, don't you guys notice that he's looking so gloomy? I wonder what's up." One brought up. It is true, everyone noticed how Draco's been quiet. Always observing... Always staring, not the loud and arrogant one from before.

"I've been wanting to get close to him. Though he's kind of hard to approach." Y/n said after a pause. He just became a closed book so fast that Y/n couldn't help but wonder what is exactly going on?

"I'm sure he'll appreciate you as his friend. Pansy is not really improving and Crabbe and Goyle are still dumb idiots." Said a friend that received nods in agreements.

Y/n took that in mind, making a mental note to always peel her eyes for opportunities.

And opportunity it is.

Draco had an Astronomy class, different from his minions. Y/n was in the same class so when it was over, she quickly packed up her bag and approached the Slytherin boy.

"Malfoy." She greets with a charming smile. "I didn't saw you partner up with someone in the project, you don't mind being mine, right?"

Well he just stopped working.

Why is this Hufflepuff talking to him and even inviting him to be his partner? Him? Why?

"Earth to Malfoy?" Y/n waved a hand in his face. "You good?" She flashed a smile.

Draco swears he need sunglasses for how bright that smile was.

"I'm fine with myself..." Draco mumbled in which she confusely frowned to. "But it's pairwork." She says.

So what? It's not like anyone want to work with him.

"C'mon, let's partner up!" She invited cheerfully again.

Draco just nodded his head slightly and it already brought a smile on her big round face. Was Hufflepuffs always been this kind? He feels like he's missing out.

Y/n hopped her way happily out of the classroom after securing her partner. But she doesn't want the project to be their only result. She wanted to crack that cold shell around him and spread that Malfoy was not a heartless jerk. She has always believed that no one is born like that, so she wanted to find out everything and make people understand.

The chance to do that came naturally as they meet up in the library to start their project.

She arrived a bit late with a bunch of books (some unrelated) in her arms and dropped down to the table with a proud smile.

Draco couldn't say anything and simply continued writing. A pout planted itself at Y/n's face as she got ignored. Her wish is for sure hard to get.

She opened one book, not related, but definitely interesting. She held up a page in his face, "Did you know that Hippogriffs can only lay one egg and it only takes a day to hatch and a week for it to start flying?" She said with enthusiastic voice.

"And that's... Connected to astronomy, how?" Draco replied with hesitation.

"Just saying. Hippogriffs are rare to come by." She put the book down with defeat. "I really hope they are. The only Hippogriff I met scratched my arm." He said bluntly.

Oh yeah. That one.

They finished it all up with less talking than what Y/n had hoped. But well... She believes that she'll get a chance soon enough.

And she did.

Though it was not pretty.

She was running late for potions, it's bad enough that she's late, it's worse cause she's a Hufflepuff. But being late was soon off her mind as she saw Draco fast walking towards the boys bathroom and she swore he got tears in his eyes.

So she ran, not to get to class but to catch up to him. She hesitated at the door to the boy's bathroom. But who cares? Draco may need her help.

So she pushed the door gently, seeing Draco lean over the sink with his sleeves pulled up as he wash his face.

"Draco?" His name fall over her lips so naturally as she called. Draco jumped at the voice, his face dripping as he looked over at her.

He looked surprised and... Scared. What for?

Her eyes then gazed down at his arm. The dark mark.

Her eyes went back to his eyes and he was terrified that he doesn't even know what to say.

He knew she'd be disgusted, terrified, even report him. But it took him by surprised when she entered and locked door and hurriedly came to him with a worried face.

"Are you okay? What happened?" She asked as if she knew him for long. Like he held a special place in her heart.

He couldn't bring himself to talk, not when shes looking at him like that.

She touched the trembled hand containg the dark mark and caressed it. How could they do this? He's 16. Why is this on his arm?

"They forced you, didn't they?" She mumbled with her brows furrowed. His silence says it all. Her eyes met his, but instead of pity, he saw empathy. Understanding. When's the last time he saw that in someone's eyes?

He felt so vulnerable and weak that when she brought him into a hug, all she could do was hung onto her and cry like he's on his mother's arms.

He loved how her hands came up to his head to gently pat it, he loves how her arms were keeping him grounded. Why did it take so long for someone to be like this to him? Why did she only arrive when he's already weak?

Only then did he felt like there is tomorrow. There is path he could take. All from a girl who held him.

Finally, I have a Draco fic! It's so great to post something cause I was dead for a long time because of school 😞

With this fic, I wanted to show just how powerful a single simple gesture does for a person experiencing something such as depression. And with that, I can also portray just how much Draco can change if he just received the right support, so I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Feel free to request something and I'm happy to be in your service!

Your dearest Author,

NyxTheDeity

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I think they came in packaged at this point ngl

LOOK AT THIS

"Actress Rosa Salazar will play the role of one of the antagonists in the film Captain America: Brave New World. Her character, Diamondback (Rachel Leighton), has been officially confirmed as part of the movie's plot. It’s worth noting that Diamondback is a member of the Serpent Society, an evil organization that will need to be dealt with.

Additionally, Giancarlo Esposito will play the role of another member of this organization, who also happens to be the leader of the Serpent Society—Sidewinder"

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I am not dead, but I'm pretty sure I will be after this school hell week.

My literal ideas begging to be written:

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Imagine writing with that with blood instead of ink...

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I don't think he'll have any legal kids, straight up tagging them along 🫡🫡

Janson: How many kids do you have? Jorge: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?

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𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭

Synopsis: When Fred finally convinced her girlfriend to come with her for Summer break, she didn't expect for his family to be so welcoming and to witness something very intimate.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Fem!reader

"Y/n please!"

The girl just had to sigh for nth time from her boyfriend's persistent plea for uer to just come with him for the summer. Fred cannot stop his mouth to run all about you in his family and now he wanted her to meet them too.

"Fred, I... I already told you that I'm still not sure." Y/n replied, folding up her clean laundry to pack in her luggage. "Plus, my Mum really expects me to come home."

But Fred is firm about his request, "She'll understand, she likes me fine! I'm sure she'll be delighted for you to come with me."

The girl stopped and really ponder. It wasn't as if she doesn't want to go... It's just eating her alive! Meeting such a big family makes her feel the pressure. There's so many to win over and she's not really social to start. It's gonna go to chaos and the least she wanted is to give a bad impression to the family of the man she absolutely adores.

"I... I don't know, Fred." She simply said after the long pause. She truly felt guilty, but she doesn't know what to do if ever she'd say yes and she's standing in their front door. "I see you fidgeting, princess." He suddenly said, making Y/n suddenly feel her hands picking the skin of her right thumb.

Fred walked closer to his girl and made her face him. Y/n really likes how he looks when he's genuine. "Are you just nervous? Cause I can assure you, sugar, there's nothing to be afraid of." He flashes a sweet smile as his hand caress her arm in assurance.

But the girl knew that. It's just too overwhelming. "I know... I guess I'm just too clueless on what to do. You're my first boyfriend after all, how in the world will I suppose to know how to act in front of the parents of my boyfriend?"

"I fell in love with you the moment you accidentally blow up a potion in Snape's face, I think they'll like you just fine." Fred chuckles and she did too. Maybe he is right, maybe everything will be alright than she thought.

She never knew someone like Fred would change her mind about anything, and here she is... Smiling because she just caved in into his boyfriends eyes.

"Fine... I'll sent a letter to my Mum."

"Yes!" Fred instantly had a big smile on his face and started to help with her clothes. He knows that he'll the be one to carry it anyway as they arrive in their home.

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Now, Y/n had never seen a more warm and cozy home. Is this why Fred is so persistent to tagging her along? Dishes is doing itself, the mushrooms and carrots are being sauteed in pan itself.

Fred was dragging both their luggage as Ginny and Ron just dropped them somewhere to hug their Mum after so long.

When she and Fred stepped into the living room, she was expecting Molly to freeze and raise her eyebrows but instead, she instantly smiled.

"Oh Fred, dear, is this the lady you've been mentioning?" Before Y/n knew it she was kissed in both her cheeks with a very warm lady and immediately embraced her. "You must be Y/n dear, how wonderful to finally meet you." The older womna says, breaking their hug.

Such words made her feel so much like home. Her hugs felt like her Mum too. In just a few seconds, she's very sure that she'd be just fine.

Fred immediately grabbed her hand to sit on the dinner table and watch as Molly serves out the dishes. Fred pulls out a chair for his girlfriend and sat next to her, grabbing her hand to hold it under the table.

As everyone settled down, she already got a big smile adorning her face. Just before everyone started to dig in, Fred leaned into her hear, "If bringing you in my home brings that much smiles out of you, I might just bring you here often."

She can only roll her eyes at that before her plate is mountain tall with how much Molly is insisting for her to eat.

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The sunsets make everything much warmer. The house is settling down from the chaos just this afternoon. The breeze are much gentle and everything seemed golden.

Especially Fred.

He's outside, giving his broom a fly while a music player is with him. George decided to annoy Ron a bit more so Fred is out alone.

Fred hopepd down from his broom for a moment to change the disc. Finding something through the stacks. He gleamed when found something.

Their eyes met, and Y/n immediately smiled at him. Fred did too and motioned for her to come and join him.

She did, opening the front door and letting herself step into the golden grass thanks to the gold rays of sunlight. It also makes his prankster of a boyfriend look angelic.

When she reached him, she can now hear the soft melody of a classic song. "It's my favourite." Fred said, looking at her so lovingly. His eyes are so fun to watch. It changes a lot depending what's on his mind.

Sometimes his eyes are soft. Sometimes it's full of mischief. And she's very glad that she had the chance to gaze at it so close.

Then came the chorus, when the music suddenly felt so natural in their background. Fred reaches out once agian for her hands, taking it on his and swayed along the music.

She had a bit of a giggle with how ridiculous their moves be, suddenly swaying gently to abrupt silly movements.

When Fred heard those giggles, he swear he can hear that for all his life and never shall he ever get tired of it. Her smiles, the way she glows under the sunset. She looked heavenly. He is definitely proud he got a girlfriend before George does.

They were in their own little world when Molly saw them by the window. Swaying around and the laugh from their hearts can be faintly heard. She never once saw Fred so sincere before. And perhaps that love does change everything.

"They're disgusting, aren't they?" George said as she suddenly came up behind his mother, making Molly jump a little. But she light heartedly slap George on his arm

"Oh leave your brother be!" She says, looking back at them who was still dancing around in the field. "He's in love."

I am not as satisfied at this one compared to the others because I don't like how there's not much of a fluidity. Though if you have any advice in improving that I will take it with a good heart! Give this author some help 😞

This is inspired by my vacation this school break. I saw my brother and his girlfriend dance along in the beach and I could only think about Fred taking a break from all the chaos he causes and be with his beloved, hope you like it!

If you want to request anything or ask me anything, do not ever hesitate, sweetings!

Your dearest author,

NyxTheDeity

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Happy new year, sweetings! Stya perfect 💜

Happy New Year 🎉

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Oop- 🫥

Writers when it's time to write the story no one forced them to come up with in the first place 🙄

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This is just a... Sudden burst of story making that took two days to edit and two days to write. Welp...

See

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It's kind of amazing and confusing isn't it? That love does strike so randomly. This is probably why we fall in love with people other deemed ugly or . But your heart sure is content with just one gaze of them.

It's also how confusing it is with how random it is. Trully. Or maybe you're too focused on one to see the others.

It's quite similar to what happened to me. I loved him so much that all that I think about was him. Yet he never looked my way. All we've exchanged were polite nods and sometimes, if I'm lucky, a greeting. I've been so focused on him that when he broke my heart, I was in despair.

But a guy has always been there. Lingering in the corner of my eyes, always there when we're having some sort of gatherings inside our circle of friends... But why didn't I see him?

Why didn't I see how pretty he looks when he laughs at my joke? Why didn't I see that he's the one who's been looking at me? Why didn't I see how his eyes light up whenever I'm talking?

And it's such a shame that he's about to go away when I finally, finally, see him. And now I'm here, thinking, why in the world did I see him just now when I could've been looking at him the whole time? When I can finally look at someone who's looking back at me.

But I guess I just had to let our path cross again. And I hope that by then... He'll still look at me.

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I don't know what this is but it's just something I needed to get out of myself. Maybe I'll make a oneshot out of this or maybe a drabble. But let me just see how well this some sort of short ideas perform in your eyes, my readers!

Feel free to request or ask me anything, sweetings!

Your dearest Author,

NyxTheDeity

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AND I'M BEGGING FOR THIS OBSESSION TO CREATE SOME SORT OF IDEAS FOR ME TO WRITE CAUSE I NEED TO WRITE SOMETHING

i think im a bit too obsessed with maze runner...

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I just fell in love again. And before being a writer, I thought being in love was just being in love, but now, it baffles me how my head forms thoughts that I don't think have ever crossed my mind in those times I fell in love before.

Since when did I noticed how his eyes literally lit up when he laughs at my joke? Before I just see it as a smile but now there's this detailed thoughts about him.

I swear I see a quote like those you see in pinterest whenever I see him and I know that because of me being a writer. And I think it's one of the most beautiful thing in the world.

I might do some original story after this because... My love is overflowing and I want to pour it somewhere 💜✨

Your dearest author,

NyxTheDeity

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I don't celebrate Christmas but I'd take him any day

if i dont find him wrapped up with a bow, oiled up, under my tree at midnight istg

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It's layered

had to show you guys. he looks so unbelievably bad. for context he always gets shit crusted in his fur because he doesn’t maintain it so my mom decided to give him a haircut and wanted to even it out

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Same, but my head ain't producing any ideas for me to write 😒😒

i’m feeling intensely autistic about the maze runner today

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𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭

Synopsis: What's more romantic than confessing your love while the curtain of her eyes are closed? Such a risky deceleration but risky is how George does things.

Pairing: George Weasley x Hufflepuff!femreader.

Y/n Jacobs doesn't have to worry about getting pranked by the Weasley twins. Why? Because she's the most pure person out of all of them. At least that's what George say.

George have always envisioned himself to be dating a girl who can keep up with his tactics, the fun, the chaos. He barely saw it coming as he fall for someone who hardly keep up with thta sort of life. But he found herself slowing down just for her.

Fred have always teased his twin brother, it's not everyday you see a student safe from the relentless madness they plan. Though George have always been the sensitive one.

Y/n was walking down the halls, books in hand, when George slowly caught up with her. "What's up, Jacobs." He said with a smirk that she knows too well.

"What's the plan now, George?" The girl responds as they turn a corner. "What do you think of a prank that shoots goo in people's faces?" George says as if what he's saying is the most normalest thing in the whole wizarding world.

"Don't you think that's a bit... Too much?" Y/n have always been sympathetic to those victims to these plans. Her words planted itself on George's brain, just how every other words she mutter. "Yeah? What do you think we should do then?" He asks.

Stopping in front of the charm's classroom door, the girl sighed, adjusting her black and yellow robe to look more just. "I don't know... Maybe just stick to your schedule? Lay off the pranks, George."

He could almost melt at the sound of his name through her lips. So he subconsciously nodded with a smitten smile and sent her in the class. Fred came running, "Ready for that prank, George?" He was already holding the tools. He's so sure his twin is on this plan.

"No... No... I don't think I'll be with you George." He says in a quiet mutter with thta same smitten smile. The moment he turned to Fred, her brother thought he was broken.

George left his twin with a bounce on his step. Fred blinked for a couple of times with his mouth agape. He was so sure this is because of Y/n. He could only groan and go on his own way to find Dean.

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Y/n was so sweet that she lets George pests her during her studies. She's too pure to think that maybe she shouldn't do that so she could finally get off her giggles and actually study.

But with no work done, she was tired. She stretches herself out with a yawn. "Didn't think laughing could be so tiring..." She says with a soft smile. "Laughter from me is always this tiring." George says with a smug smile, finally letting himself sit still beside her.

She started to droop pretty quickly, eyes closed already, her head banging as she slips in and out of sleep. Maybe it is true that everywhere is a good bed.

And George suddenly felt this... Sudden courage that he reached for her head and made her lean it to his shoulder. The ginger froze after he did it. He just trapped himself here, but... He wasn't so complainant.

A good half an hour goes by and he was so sure she's in a deep slumber.

Something about the feeling of the girl he didn't know what taking up space in his heart for herself that really want to just... Spill everything out. Surely she wouldn't hear. Surely, soon he'll finally grow a pair and say whatever he is about to vomit when this sunshine of a girl is awake.

"You know... It's funny how I feel so tensed up but so carefree around you." He started, and before he knew it, he spilled it all out.

"I don't even know when the tingles from my toes up to my stomach even started whenever I'm with you... But... I did. I love how you crinkle your nose whenever you like something... How high the bounce in your steps whenever a day is doing you good.

With all rubbish I feel... I deeply want you to stay. In any aspect, in any position, in any label... I want you to stay."

It sucks how her eyes are closed. She couldn't see just how much love his chocolate eyes held. How his gaze only soften on her. He wanted to shkae you awake and repeat it all out. Maybe you'd give him a yes, maybe a kiss instead... He could let you say no, too. But thta doesn't mean he'll give up.

He still wants to see her bubbly face.

Maybe someday, when he finally has a bouquet of flowers in his hand, dressed nicely, and facing this one heck of a girl, he'll be able to say all this and have themselves smiling forever.

Can you guess what song this is inspired of?

I wanted to showcase how soft George can be and I think I'm just getting started! I do hope this is very fluffy and very wholesome.

Feel free to request, sweetings!

Your dearest author,

NyxTheDeity.