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san antonio gothic

i. the medical center is full of doctors. you cannot go there while you are sick though. it is only for doctors. you must not enter. 

ii. do not take 281 the traffic is at a standstill. do not take 1604, the traffic is at a standstill. do not take 410, the traffic is at a standstill. do not take i-10, the traffic is at a standstill. the access roads are closed. 

iii. do not make eye contact with the grackles. do not feed them when they come close. they will only come closer. 

iv. san antonio has the best food. be careful where you eat though. the best food is here for a reason. 

v. when you walk in your neighborhood at night walk fast. the streetlights don’t turn on when they should. now that you think about it, they’ve never turned on. 

vi. at dusk and at dawn, when the birds descend onto the powerlines and traffic lights like a black cloud ignore them. do not listen to their calls. roll up your car window. keep driving. never stop driving. 

vii. ‘the traffic was bad on my way to work’, your boyfriend says. he says this every day. you said it yourself five times so far. the traffic is bad. the traffic is always bad. 

viii. someone says something disparaging about austin or houston. people grimly nod. 

ix. someone says something disparaging about the spurs. you don’t see them again the next day. 

x. you almost drop from heat stroke during the summer. someone chuckles in the periphery of your senses, ‘it’s a hot one today isn’t it?’

xi. during the winter there is one day where it freezes over. no one leaves their homes. 

xii. everyone praises the riverwalk. you cannot remember actually going. 

xiii. there are tornado warnings every day. you ignore them. ignore the flood warnings too. the city wants you to stay put when really you need to leave. 

xiv. people keep asking if you live inside the loop or outside the loop. desperately you wonder why they want to know so much where you live. 

xv. you want to leave the city. you have no more gas for your car. you are here. you will always be here. a grackle is watching you. 

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see he makes candles and he managed to get them sold in bath and body works as part of some sort of holiday collection, and her ex gf is known for loving candles and has this super famous video or whatever about apples or something? and i'm just sick of hearing about appletowns, candied apples and "that bitch jan's dating that white haired fucker" :/

STOP LOL I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO BE SERIOUSSSS

listen, you can never become sick of hearing about appleton, candles, and jan. it’s such an important topic and i hop everything gets sorted and everyone realizes that candles rule the world!! :)

hope this helps!

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since it seems ppl are reuploading other ppls works on wattpad heres a quick reminder

my wattpad is yourssuccubus

if u see anyone else posting my work on another account its not me and dont support them and please tell me so they can take it down

okay thats all

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y’all i got no fucking clue how to use wattpad but since people are stealing my stuff to post on there, i’ve made my own. follow me on there and i suppose i’ll just be posting my favorite works? 

#books #wattpad #amreading

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HOW THE FUCK DID I HIT 5K BEING GONE FOR TWO MONTHS

y’all are bONKERS THANK YOU

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ummmm hi babes drink some water and go out and vote mmmm k?

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hiii i've been looking for this fic i read ages ago abt the first time george fingers you and i finally found you!!!! but i think the link to it in ur masterlist isn't working :(( just letting u know! i love ur writing!!

Rip! You’re right; I gotta fix that, thanks lovey!

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Hello friends! Things are kind of tight as of late– so I wanted to promote my KO-Fi. I feel awkward asking this, as I know lots of others need help more than I do, but with my medical appointments I’m missing work and I’m out of PTO. So if you have anything you can spare, and you feel compelled to, here is the link to my page.  Regardless; your continued love and support through this trying time are very much appreciated, and I am hoping to come back more soon. 

Much love,

LeeAnn

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Hello friends! Things are kind of tight as of late– so I wanted to promote my KO-Fi. I feel awkward asking this, as I know lots of others need help more than I do, but with my medical appointments I’m missing work and I’m out of PTO. So if you have anything you can spare, and you feel compelled to, here is the link to my page.  Regardless; your continued love and support through this trying time are very much appreciated, and I am hoping to come back more soon. 

Much love,

LeeAnn

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i just finished “marry me” and i cried no less than three times i’m still crying as i type this you’re an incredibly talented writer (i do hate you a bit because ya know the crying thing) but like holy shit dude you’re so good and i’m so sad i’m going to go silently cry a lot more i can’t even form or process any more words uh anyways congratulations on the writing skills and congrats to me on the crying skills which i’m learning are abundant

AWWWW THANK YOU MY LOVE! marry me is my baby tbh, I’m just so glad that people enjoy it

#Nonnie #ask and ye shall recieve

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Hello friends! Things are kind of tight as of late-- so I wanted to promote my KO-Fi. I feel awkward asking this, as I know lots of others need help more than I do, but with my medical appointments I’m missing work and I’m out of PTO. So if you have anything you can spare, and you feel compelled to, here is the link to my page.  Regardless; your continued love and support through this trying time are very much appreciated, and I am hoping to come back more soon. 

Much love,

LeeAnn

#leeann talks

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Hi LeeAnnnnnn Can i plz request a drabble of just dad George? Im so obsessed with dad twins rn and Ive given a lot of attention to Fred but i wanna see some Georgie love too! Ty ily 🧡

thank you love! i do adore some dad!george kind of a continuation of my other dad george from a while back with his toddler? also heavily influenced by my own father so hope y’all like it

Being a father is hard. George had known it going into every appointment, every decision he’d made with you, every moment. 

Being a father was much harder than he thought. 

He watched as his son struggled to find himself and shouted when he couldn’t contain his emotions. The kicks at walls and tears when Fred Jr. couldn’t handle what was going on. The arguments and the crying at night. 

The overwhelming love was almost suffocating-- but it was a struggle. On nights like tonight. 

Long ago, when you were still alive, the two of you had realized that giving the boy some space worked the best. 

So space was being given. 

George wondered if it was all the long nights at work that made little Freddy so upset. He’d started bringing his son to work-- had turned the backroom into a proper play room or flex room that Fred might like. 

Perhaps he should have listened to that parenting book and not have named his son after his dead brother-- something about expectations. 

Your death had been hard on them both, perhaps it was just a matter of it making things so much harder. 

Either way-- his son had been gone for two nights so far after storming out and screaming at his parent. He always came back. Freddy always came back. Usually it was after having slept on a friends couch, but he always came back. 

George’s hand shook as he tried to piece together the product in his shed. 

Going to hogwarts hadn’t made things much better-- aside from the fact that Freddy had more friends now than just his cousins. On the breaks Freddy just seemed to revert back to the sad, angry boy he’d always been. 

Dozens of parenting books stood on dusty shelves. None had seemed to help. 

A door slammed back inside of the house-- Freddy was back. 

George took his time to approach the door, before knocking. He could hear the boy crying-- turning 15 seemed to make things worse.

“Freddy? Can I come in? I’ve got some dinner for you.” 

A grumbled response came from inside the room, and George walked into a mess of a bedroom with his son crying so hard his eyes were swollen shut. With a frown, George handed his son a handkerchief to wipe his eyes with. “If you keep rubbing them you’ll hurt them Freddy.” 

With a huff, George sat down on the bed. He’d tried putting Freddy in activities. Tried cooking more healthy food. Tried earlier bed times. 

And his son was still in pain. Crying until he couldn’t breathe. George stroked his son’s hair as the young man sobbed into the comforter. More silence, more space. 

George loved being a father, but it was hard. 

“Dad, I messed up.” 

“What happened, Freddy?” 

“I was out with friends, I went to sleep at Danny’s house. His cousin was there and I got into an argument with him. A bad one.” 

George’s hand left his son’s head and moved to pat him on the shoulder as Freddy finally began to sit up in the bed. 

“I was screaming at his cousin-- he was an asshole! He was being a prick about you, couldn’t let him talk down about you not finishing school!” 

“I don’t need you to defend me Freddy--” 

“He was being an ass! And I got too mad and I--” Freddy seemed to falter under his father’s worried gaze and seemed to wither. “I cursed him. Nothing too bad-- Danny’s mum is a healer so it got sorted but... I got one of those notices from the ministry-- they say I’m going to get kicked out of Hogwarts--” 

“I won’t let that happen.” At Freddy’s hopeful look, George continued, “You won’t get kicked out-- your Uncle Harry had done far crazier things at that point. I’ll take you to the ministry to get it sorted. But you’re going to go and see someone about all of this Freddy.” 

There were more tears. “Danny said he doesn’t want to see me ever again. My friends hate me now.” 

George continued to pat his son on the back. The parenting books hadn’t done much to help him about this. His vision began to blur, but he didn’t want to make things worse by crying. “You made a bad choice, Freddy. They’re upset with you. They’ll need time, and you’ll need to give it to them and respect their choices. It doesn’t make you someone bad, it means that you need to work more on your anger issues.” 

When his son collapsed into tears once more, George kept his own tears at bay. It was hard not to wonder about what he could have done different so that Freddy wouldn’t be having such a rough go of things. If you were here things would be better. You were always so good at setting things straight. 

“I need you to eat what you can and shower up. We’re going to go and get this all sorted out in the morning.” 

“Are you mad at me, Dad?” 

“No.” George wiped at his tears and made himself look down at his son, “I’m just sad that all of this happened. But I’m not mad. You’re a good boy who made a mistake.” 

A silence, before Freddy pressed onward. “Do you still love me?” 

“Always. You couldn’t do anything to change that.” George was more openly crying at the moment. Dozens of words he wanted to say held back simply for the fact that it wasn’t right to burden his child with his own insecurities about parenting. “I love you to bits and pieces.” 

“I love you too.” Freddy looked at his father-- the strong man he looked up to for years and felt incredibly vulnerable to see him upset. Both struggled to get a grip of themselves. “I know I’m in trouble-- will you stay in here for a little while longer, please?” 

George didn’t answer, and simply nodded as he wiped away his tears. He’d do anything for his boy. 

#my writing #george weasley #george weasley imagine #wand3ringr0s3 #ask and ye shall recieve

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um? who has a drabble request?

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WOW THIS IS ADORABLE I AM IN LOVE!

cherry, lemon, peach // g.w

summary: george is obsessed with your chapstick and tries to guess what flavour you’re wearing

warnings: none!

word count: 2.7k

a/n: holy moly has it been an age (like four weeks) since i’ve posted a fic!!! i deeply apologize to all of you who have been so incredibly patient. but here we go!!!! :)

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The spring sunshine shone down through the massive windows of Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, every product on the shelf glistening lightly under the morning light. The store was quiet, empty, but you knew that within the hour, it would become crowded with people coming in to snag the latest products and said sunshine would become cut up by countless moving bodies.

Many people of which you recognized from your own years at Hogwarts. They’d pick up products to send to their younger siblings, or even to use on themselves when they’re not feeling up to going in to work. Who could really blame them?

You scanned the shelves as you did every morning, making sure every product was in its rightful place and nothing was out of order. Your usual job, yes, but it never got boring. Even after months of working here, you still found products that you felt you had never seen before. You often wondered if the twins ever just came up with things overnight and decided to sell them the next day.

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write an 'about me' pretending to be me and i'll rate the accuracy /10

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