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@courteaton: Crappy camcorder in action.

@courteaton: Pink hairspray goes EVERYWHERE…FYI.

@courteaton: The doodle on my tummy is supposed to be a unicorn. Courtesy of @rossr5

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fairies are not ethereal beings, glistening wings,  golden hair,  bright eyes. they do not dance on waters, flit between leaves, sprinkle dust in the eyes of children, taking them away to unknown lands. - fairies are petty. they’re jealous creatures. they thrive on attention, no thought to the burdens they cause. they’ll scratch and kick and pull, they claim what’s their’s with no regard. and they’ll do it again and again, even when they’re shot down, even when no one believes.

i suppose in that way, we’re the same || l.e. (via macchiatovelli)

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Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.

Holly Black (via rabbitinthemoon)

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The stuttering, stammering question of her name grated her nerves even finer but Vidia had to concede that most things Izzy said or did accomplishment that on any given day already so the blonde barely stood a chance at being on the good side of Vidia’s attitude. “You and I need to have a little talk on your walk home.“ Vidia’s tone left next to no room for any argument or refusal and what she said next, tone in a warning, would more than likely highlight exactly what this visit was because of, a brow ticking upwards slightly. "I heard about Lucius.”

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“If you need a last name, I’m a little relieved to realize you aren’t naming a human. Or I’m now about seventy percent sure you aren’t and hope I’m right about that because those would be disastrous choices. It would take a certain kind of person to pull off Thunderbolt without justified ridicule.”

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Me: wow it's the longest day of the year! i have so much time to be productive!!

Also me: LET'S SEE HOW MANY EPISODES I CAN WATCH IN ONE DAY

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if i’m ever murdered i hope they make the chalk outline of my body hot

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Describe Your OC

1: their voice

2: their smile

3: their greatest achievement

4: their insecurities

5: their shortcomings

6: how they deal with grief

7: how they like to dress

8: what they like to eat

9: their theme

10: their fashion sense

11: their family life

12: their romantic life

13: their embarrassing memory from years ago

14: how they react to burning their tongue on food

15: how they react to a brainfreeze

16: their dreams

17: their ambitions

18: how they sleep

19: their reaction to betrayal

20: their reaction to a mystery love letter

21: how they react to pain

22: what they're like on two hours of sleep

23: how they act when they're sick

24: what motivates them

25: why you enjoy them

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Werewolves — or the majority of them — all had visible strength or sinewy, athletic bodies. Vampires always seemed to have a pallor that contrasted what their natural skin tone should have been and the ones with talismans still seemed to shy away from direct sunlight whenever possible. Case in point, the two mentioned ‘supernatural species’ for the most part had defining characteristics and so did the other types Vidia knew to live within Charming whereas fairies…well —

“Two kinds, actually. But I mean..” Glancing over her back where she should have been able to catch a glimpse of a beautiful set of wings with a unique, one of a kind intricate design to them, there was nothing. “For the most part, all my type of fairies — the ones of us who have fairy dust and not actual magic — have left is…” What did they have left exactly? Images of other fairies flashing through her mind, there was one thing she settled on that despite it’s more than likely vain sounding conclusion, was one Vidia felt extended even past her own actual sense of boosted vanity. “Some kind of ethereal beauty? I mean, I guess Sirens have that claim too but there’s a bit of a difference..maybe, I don’t know.” A shoulder lifted as Vidia shifted a little, gaze dipping to her bare toes as they wiggled in the grass again, her shoes having been discarded to the side. “What I do know is..no, it won’t work. No amount of fairy dust or happy thoughts will restore the ability to fly.” There was a sigh as she looked back up, a 'what can you to do about it’ kind of tone to her voice. “I could swim in this stuff and probably end up in a hover barely bigger than some 'light as a feather, stiff as a board’ sleepover hoax.” Vidia admitted, keeping the inner defeat out of her tone and expression by a roll of the eyes at the idea of a sleepover. “No wings, no flight. Just a pretty girl, some magical glitter and a chicken dance in the middle of the woods.”

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