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y'all ever be in mid conversation and just forget what you said like the second before? I am only like 15, do I seriously have dementia at this ripe age it is 2 am I needto be quiet
#where am i#what in gods name is going on with me#i literally am already suffering from dementia at like not even half of my life#I thank my partner for putting yp with my madness#idk what tags to put uhm#mamam#THE DEMENTIA thing is a joke i have the woest sleep schedule so jts probably that
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A Disappointing amount of cream, truly😞😞

#wait where's the chocolate cream#i had two-three bites of the cookie and was like#so i split open the sandwich cookie and#...#holy shit i can barely taste the chocolate#sad food momento#mamam
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An Valentine’s Day Fan Art of Charlie and Sasha from All Dogs go to Heaven 2
Characters © MGM
Art © Me
#princessmagichuman#art#digital art#my art#artwork#ibis paint x#my artwork#ibispaintx#female#digital drawing#male#ibis paint x drawing#fan art#all dogs go to heaven 2#Charlie#Sasha#animals#dogs#canines#mamamal#digital artwork#fan art drawing#my drawing#drawing#ship#shipping#ship art#couple#fullbody
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#oc#lol#Gwendolyn#oc 7ds#7ds#traditional art#nanatsu no taizai#gay y familia meme#jsbsbssns#tu mamam#que rico espaldas xD
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Hoy sábado he dirigido la quinta sesión de "Morte Ascendō", la introducción del personaje Lasombra de mi buen amigo Carlos a mi Crónica de V5 "Crescent City By Night".

El noble criollo Lasombra Carlos de Montedemo, junto al Padre Manuel de Mendoza, el pirata de la Ashirra Manuel de Montedemo, y su ghoul Miguel de Montedemo fueron al Diamond's Club, un club de adultos donde se entrevistaron con el Hecata Antonio Rossellini acerca del paradero del enigmático "Hombre de Negro". Dos noches antes estuvo en el Cementerio de St.Louis N⁰1 entrevistandose con la Antigua Samedi Mamam Brigitte.

El Diamond's Club, privado y exclusivo.
Fueron hasta allí y averiguaron de boca de la Samedi que el Matusalén Lasombra iba buscando información acerca de "la Tablilla de Ahriman" y de la próxima subasta de objetos relacionados con Vástagos en la Ciudad Creciente.

El salón del club y sus bailarinas.
A la noche siguiente tendrían que reunirse con la Primogénita Toreador durante la celebración de su aniversario de bodas en su mansión del Distrito de Garden...




El Cementerio de St.Louis N⁰1
Continuará...
#RPG#MDT#VLM#morte ascendō#V5#crónica: crescent city by night#lasombra#muse: manuel de montedemo#carlos de montedemo#padre manuel de mendoza#El Hombre de Negro#Mamam Brigitte#Diamond's Club
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the teacher who assigned a long ass spreadsheet for GOOD FRIDAY (we literally have the day off) and go fuck himself severely
#MAMAME EL BICHO TÚ MALDITA MADREEEE#el q perdona se murió en la cruz HOY#i should be left alone 😖#꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ — all gigi no hadid : speaks
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deyəsən özümü çox sevirəm deyə heç kəs mənim üçün əvəzolunmaz deyil
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GOOD MORNING I WOKE UP TO KZH HAVING A NEW OUTFIT STREAM IM SO GLAD TO BE ALIVEEEEEEE
#KuzuArt#葛葉6周年#HES GORGEOUS#DID U SEE HIS LITTLE HIP TILT???#THANK YOU LOAL MAMAM I LOVE U#HOLY SHITTTT
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flower of light
https://www.instagram.com/iairs/
#iairs#artmaniakarus#love#geonetric#mamamalism#flower of life#lightning#contemporaryart#NFT#nftgiveaway#nftartist#nftphotography#nftart#nftcollection#nftcollectibles#nftsale#nftgiveaways
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Anyways homemade raspberry thumbprints with a big ol mug of milk while making jeopardy slides for class tommorow, teacher-core
#i got the good raspberry preserves too the glass jar one bonne mamam#mostly bc i have muslim students and i avoided gelatin#only fruit pectin!!
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Bonne Mamam: Verwöhnsüßigkeiten von der französischen Mutter

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#Bonne Mamam-Produkte#Bonne Maman#Bonne Maman Caramel#Bonne Maman Maronen-Crème#Bonne Maman Tarelettes
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Here is a picture of a pig. Oink
he is chilling. ooink hws chilling with a friend even. caw.
i love love loveee ur pic of a poig 🫵👍👍👍he has a little kingdom of trash and he's resting on his bed...!!!!!💥💥💥💥 the silly🐖🐖 thank uuuu for handing over pig pic i love it a lotsie✊✊
#he#hey#🫵🫵🫵#mutie ily and ur tags heres a quickie thing i made w ur tags 👍👍👍👍💥👍🫶🦠im so slelepyply..#everytime i see ur tags i stop and do a little :DD :oo ^__^ !!!!!!!!! bfore continuing big heartsies to u mutie ✊✊✊👍👍👍👍👍👍👍#this is so scuffed i wanted ro make this cooler but i accidentally merged all the layers and and !!!bwam mamam kaboom#yk?
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My Little Girl(LeahWilliamsonXToddlerDaughter)

You were asleep on your momma's chest when she arrived at Camp. She managed to hold you close while also dragging her Suitecase behind her. You were 14 months old and the light of Leahs life. She had adopted you on the day of your birth.
When Keira saw your Mom struggle quickly grabbed her Suitecase as well.
"hey Leah. How are the two of you?" She asked. Your Mom thanked Keira and sighed a little.
"i am great but the little one here has a small cold. Hope that passes soon! Got her tested for the flu and stuff. Thankfully it isn't anything like that!" She answered.
"still, poor Baby. I hate to see her like that!" Keira said softly. You started breathing a bit more heavy which had your mom look down, running a hand up and down your back gently.
"i feel like that as well. That's my little Girl." Your Mommy replied and sighed sadly.
Keira and your Mommy were roommates so she helped your Mommy to bring everything up to your shared room. She put you down on the bed and you continued to sleep. Up until you you heard the knock on the door. So you slowly sat up.
"mamam! 'oor!" You pointed to the door.
"i heard it Sweetheart!" Leah answered and opened the door. You started coughing so Keira gently patted your back and handed you your sippy cup. Which you gladly took. Climbing into Keiras lap.
Leah let Mary, Tooney & Alessia into the room.
"Hey little one!" Tooney said and waved at you. You waved at her and the other two. Your eyes light up at the sight of Lessi. Cause she also happened to be your favorite at Arsenal.
" 'wess!" You spoke up, holding your Arms Out for Alessia to pick you up.
"hey little Love!" She said and took you into her arms. You snuggled up to her, sniffling a bit. Putting your pacifier back into your mouth.
"we heard that she is sick. Anything we can do?" Mary offered.
"thank you, but it is okay. Altough i think Alessia might not be able to leave now because y/n is clearly comfortable right now!" Your momma said.
"i can watch her If you want to greet everyone else, captain!" Alessia offered. Because your momma always made a round to greet people, she was Englands Captain after all.
"i will stay as well." Tooney told your momma.
"thanks guys. I will be back as soon as possible!" Your momma replied and kissed your head, before leaving the room with Mary & Keira to greet the others.
You didn't notice any of that though cause you were fast asleep in Alessias Arms. Snoring away.
It wasn't until you woke up an hour later and your Momma was still not back yet that you have gotten a bit restless.
"mamam!" You told Alessia and Tooney. Sniffling softly.
"let's go find her!" Tooney said softly and Alessia carried you around the Hotel to go and find your momma. Leah was in the Hotel Lobby with Millie Bright, Grace & Lucy.
"mamam?!" You sobbed out. She gently took you in her arms as soon as she saw you.
"my little Girl, did you miss momma?" She asked you and you nodded your head softly.
"ea'!" You made the sign for 'food' with your tiny hands to let her know you were hungry.
"let's grab some food for you, little one!" Leah said.
"i could also go for food!" Lucy answered.
"me too!" Millie admitted.
"let's all grab a snack then!" Grace suggested. Everyone got their food. Your momma got you a Banana yogurt. Your favorite. You sat in her lap while Alessia was feeding you. After you had your yogurt & had some tea from your sippy Cup you fell back to sleep again. Your momma holding you close.
"sleep well, my little love." Your momma whispered out, kissing your head.
#woso x reader#leah williamson x reader#leah williamson x toddler reader#lionesses x reader#woso fic#alessia russo x toddler reader#ella toone x toddler reader#keira walsh x reader
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cox qeseng bulgur plovu bisirirem ovunmek kimi olmasin
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Frequent Flyer (pt.2)
Pairing: G.W x Healer! Reader Summary: With madam Pomphrey leaving George in your hands, the close quarters open the opportunity to get to know each other better ~ W/C: 1.3k A/N: SLOW BURN. actually v happy with this one! My week seems to be looking up so hopefully I’ll be in a better mood to write more. I appreciate everyone’s patience <3 [masterlist] Much Love, Saige
You hadn’t seen George since he unfortunatly dislocated his shoulder, and honestly you had hated seeing him in that much pain. His strong mask of indifference and comedy had worn off and the reality of his injuries shined through.
Oh, there were tears. Short, fat droplets fell from his cheeks as he shielded himself in your body, holding your hand firmly as Madam Pomphrey counted down.
It was humanizing truthfully. The young man had taken several falls that season, each only resulting in a few scrapes and a defining migraine but nothing he wasn’t able to walk off within the day.
But he had always been seen as untouchable, not just to you but to most of the students around. The long healing journey ahead of him only bolstered his reputation and his ego as well.
After the replacement of his shoulder, Mamam Pomphrey inclined she wanted him to stay overnight to monitor his status, though you knew it was more of a punishment in order for the boy to not jump back on the broom.
“Overnight, possibly the weekend depending-“ You repeated, rereading the chart Madam Pomphrey had left.
”Ohhh brother, I'm fine!” George wined, sitting up in the cot abruptly, unable to hide the stiffness and pain in his body. The soft cloth cast kept his arm in place, tightly bound with the help of magical knots. There was no way he could untie it himself-
“You know it's for the best.” You laughed, walking around his bedside adjusting his blankets. Goerge rolled his eyes, slumping lazily into the sheets. “You know she cares a lot for you and your brother.”
”Hmph.” George replied, looking off into the distance. The closer you stood to him, the faster his heart beat. The previous hours of hand holding, had lasting intimate thoughts trickle through his mind.
How you leaned into his body as he wept, holding his hand tightly. He had been consistently repeating the memory, hoping he could feel the sensation of your body on his again.
”Meaning-“ you added, patting his leg flirtatiously as he grunted. His head turned quickly towards you, as if awoken by a daze. “She knows you well enough to keep you in her sight so you don't get injured again.” You stood at the end of the cot with your hands on your hips, your head cocked slightly to the side.
George’s large brown eyes looked up to you, a soft joking pout settling on his lips as he watched you.
”That won't work on me.” You stumped, turning away and walking over to the windows. The sun was setting and it was time to turn over the hospital wing for the night. Goerge let out a large sigh, leaning his head back on his pillow and staring at the ceiling.
A moment of silence passed between you two, only the sounds of your heels hitting the stone floor echoed quietly though the empty hall.
You stole quick glances at him, seeing him almost lost in his own mind. You couldn't tell if he had a hundred thoughts going through his head or none at all.
“What are you thinking about?” You asked casually, hoping he wouldn't catch the shake in your throat as you asked. His eyes stayed firm on the ceiling, his lips tight into a thin smile. He caught himself quickly, ashamed that he was thinking of how your hand felt in his, and how embarrassed he was to be crying in your arms just hours prior.
Clearing his throat, he racked his brain for something to say.. something normal.
“Do you sleep here? At hogwarts.. I mean..” He spoke quickly, each word falling off of his lips as if he wasn't sure how the sentence would end.
You chuckled at the question, surprised at its nature.
“I sleep over there.” You pointed across the hall at an unsuspecting door, a small placard placed just adjacent with your name engraved in bronze. Georges eyes bulged almost at the thought that you'd be sleeping just a room away while he stayed in the large open space.
“Why.. Worried you might get scared of the dark all alone?�� You asked jokingly, watching his body stiffen as he sat up to get a better look. His cheeks reddened, almost shoving himself back down into the cot as if he wasn't interested.
“No? I mean.... pshhhh. Just curious.” He raptured, playing off his eager inflection poorly, rubbing his hands across the bed sheets anxiously. You laughed to yourself, walking over to his cot and taking a seat next to the bed, placing a single lit candle on the nightstand.
“What other questions do you have..” You asked, leaning back in the chair. “You’re my only patient and ive got time to kill.” You crossed your hands on your lap, interlocking your fingers. You hadn’t relatives how clammy they had gotten-
“I can ask anything?” Goerge asked, looking at you suspiciously.
”The world is your oyster.” You shrugged.
Goerge thought for only a moment, scheming several things he would love to know about you. His breathing was shallow, surprising you with hkw serious he took this offer.
Finally, after what felt like forever. He spoke,
“Where are you from?”
The question was simple, yet took you off guard anyway.
“Cambridge.” You responded simply.
“England?” Georges eyes bulged
“Last time I checked.” You chuckled, his face was screwed up in confusion, almost not believing your answer.
“Why didn’t you go to Hogwarts?” He asked plainly. His face was confused, almost jealous. He day dreamt for a moment how you’d look walking the halls.
“My mum got a job when I was young in France. We moved and I was already settled and accepted into beaubaxon.” You shrugged, pursing your lips. It was a plain answer, but not one to quench his thirst for knowledge.
A glimmer of dissatisfaction spread across George’s face.
“Well I believe you’d have a better time here.” He folded his arms across his chest, nodding his head approvingly.
“Riiiiigh.” You drawled on, rolling your eyes jokingly. “I got a fantastic education which made me end up here anyway.” You huffed, dramatically motioning around the hospital wing aimlessly.
“And what a gift that is.” George sung, smiling at you sweetly. You smiled back, stuck in the moment. Only the soft glow of the candle light lit up the space between you; the sun finally set over the horizon.
“Believe me. The pleasure is all mine.” You stood abruptly, feeling a rushing sense of butterflies in your stomach the longer your eyes locked. As you turned, George pouted behind your back, realizing that night was coming and you would have to part.
Brushing your uniform robes down, you glanced up at him briefly, clearing your throat.
“Alright. Is there anything I can get you before bed?” You smiled cheerfully, using any attempt to cover the sudden flush of color you felt rising to your cheeks.
“I wouldn’t mind a good sponge bath - I don’t think I’ve gotten rid of all the dirt under my nails.” He joked, lifting his hands and examining them closely.
“No nooo, not gonna work.” You took a step back, wagging your finger. George thought for another excuse, the wheels in his mind working in overtime as you took another step away from the cot.
“I’m quite afraid of the dark you see—“
“That’s what the candle is for!” You smiled, pointing enthusiastically at the growing flame on his nightstand. George huffed, leaning over pretending to blow out the candle.
“Don’t you dare.” You threatened, pointing your finger firmly at the boy. He leaned back over and stayed still in the center.
“Alright alright.” You chuckled, turning on your heel and walking with your back towards him. “
Madam Pomphrey will check in with you first thing tomorrow.”
“You can’t deny I’m good company!” George shouted after you, even though your back was turned you could hear the grin through each word.
Sleep tight!”
Lifting your right hand as you walked, you waved the boy away, shaking your head before disappearing into your bedchambers.
#harry potter#harry potter imagines#harry potter x reader#harry potter headcanon#harrypotter#harry potter fanfiction#hogwarts#george weasley x you#george weasley x y/n#george weasly x reader#george weasley x reader#george wealsey imagine#george weasley drabble#george weasley fic#george weasley headcanon#george weasley#slow burn#healer reader#hogwarts au#quidditch fanfic
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by mamame@blueblebee03
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