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hippolotamus · 11 months
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TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Sorry not sorry, I always screamed it as a kid, we weren't allowed to do it much, so the few times we were I screamed it, in defiance. I now realize I was annoying the treat-givers. Oops 😬)
*whispers* thank you! 💜
TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!!! Scream all you want here! A snippet of with my heart in my lap for you 💖 I'm not 100% in love with it but more than I was
Less than two minutes later Twyla emerges into the night, ready to follow Alexis. White light, from a nearly full moon, bathes the ground, illuminating their path. The further they walk, the number of houses decreases while the amount of grass and shadow between each one grows.  Alexis is grateful to be expending all of her nervous energy walking, unsure what else to do with the chaos building inside her. When they reach the edge of their meadow she begins to question dragging Twyla out with her. What will she even say?  As if she can sense what Alexis is thinking, Twyla takes her hand and threads their fingers together. She gives Alexis a reassuring smile, a reminder that things will be okay as long as they’re with each other. Which, of course, is part of the problem. Because soon they’ll be separated and Alexis won’t have her best friend to ease her trepidation.  They wordlessly arrange themselves near the thick trunk of a solitary tree while a warm breeze rustles through the tall grass and wildflowers, accompanying chirping crickets in a quiet, disjointed symphony. Twyla’s hand easily finds Alexis’s again, as if they’re two magnets meant to always be connected.  A jumble of words crowd on the tip of her tongue, fighting to be the first ones spoken. They weave between her teeth, blending with uncertainty, self-doubt, and stubbornness among other emotions.  “I’m leaving soon,” is what ultimately comes out, flat and sterile. Twyla shifts the tiniest bit closer and Alexis can feel the warmth radiating against her skin. It doesn’t make any of this easier.  “Of course you are,” Twyla responds resolutely, stroking her thumb across the flesh of Alexis’s palm. “Just like you were always supposed to. Everyone knows you’re meant for great things, Lex.” Yeah, everyone except Alexis. She accepts that she’s had an exceptional upbringing, that she has access to anything she could ever want. And she does want some of those things, it’s always nice to have options. But what good is any of it, really? “You know I don’t want to go,” Alexis reminds her.  “But you should. I would if I could afford to. It’ll be so great for you.” Twyla’s words are strained and practiced beneath the reassuring, bubbly tone she tries to wrap them in.  Irritation builds under Alexis’s skin. This is them – Alexis and Twyla, Twy and Lex – who have always been honest with one another. Why would Twyla hide from her now?  “Great for me?” Alexis scoffs. “For what? So I can have a fancy piece of paper? Mom and Dad can have something to tell their friends about at their stupid dinners?” Hot tears prick at the corners of her eyes, making her feel worse. “No, Alexis. That’s not what I—” “The worst part,” Alexis continues, voice already cracking, “is that it won’t mean anything. College isn’t the same for women as it is for men. It’ll be four years thrown away so I can become a- a housewife.” Alexis wrinkles her nose at the word. “Assuming my parents don’t find someone to marry me off to before I graduate.” She sighs, drawing her knees up to her chest so she can rest her chin on them. “It’s not that I don’t respect women who do want that. But Twyla, it’s not for me.”
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dismaidenart · 11 months
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Bocchi the Cake Farmer! Who told Hitori Gotou that farmers harvest pumpkins this way?
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This is round 5 of determining the most popular villager. The one with the most votes will move on.
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diamond-okami · 11 months
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Karaoke Night With Friends
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dawn-eyes · 11 months
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just went to wizard city in october ... something just healed within me
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jenniferrails · 11 months
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💃🎃 Bellydance Practice and Halloween Ideas 🎃💃
Hello everybody! Still kinda debating what I’m gonna dress up for Halloween, but at the moment I’m leaning towards a desert gypsy or fortune teller with a tip jar, lol! Or, should I think outside the box? Any thoughts? 🎭
Today was a hot one, 100F, and it’s gonna be that way through the weekend. Kinda late in the season for this, but it looks like by Monday temps will be in the high 80s and lows in the 60s.
So, this just occurred to me…Oktoberfest has since passed, but is there an equivalent festival for wine lovers? If there is, let me know, would love to hear about it. 🍷🍇
Today I had a solid day of bellydance practice, and it felt really good! My goal for next year is to enter a competition, so I need all the practice I can get. Really focused on the basics, because they are the fundamentals to the art of the dance.
Anyway hope you all are having a wonderful evening, love and peace to all! 💜
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stay-chillen · 1 year
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Just so all the HATERS know: your hate of candy corn only FUELS my love for it and its delectable fall aesthetic
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hippolotamus · 11 months
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Trick or treat! 👻🎃🐈‍⬛
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Awwww! Look at the kitty cat playing with the pumpkin head 😍 For you, Part 2 of aforementioned 5+1 in this post:
New York
David wakes — if one could call it that — to a rather obnoxious rattling, clanging, hissing sound. His limbs feel like they weigh about a thousand pounds each, his eyelids may as well be glued shut and his mouth tastes like death. Dry, rotting death.  By some miracle he manages to make his jaw and vocal chords work in unison to make a vague grunt of protest. He does it again, slightly louder this time, when the noise continues. He wishes he could at least identify where he is or assess if he’s in immediate danger. The fact that he’s still alive seems to bode well.  Suddenly the area goes silent except for a feminine snicker. “Oh, is the princess finally awake?” “‘Livia?” The space next to him dips and jostles him just enough his head pulses with a dull, intense pain.  “The one and only,” his assistant answers. “Do you think you can sit up?” With great effort he opens his eyes to narrow slits, allowing him to see cut off jean shorts and fishnets over slender, tattooed legs. He whines and grumbles with each micro movement needed to wrestle his body to sit. Olivia offers to help, but lets him do most of the work.  When the world around him stops spinning, he finally realizes he must have passed out on her purple suede sofa. She disappears for a moment and returns with a steaming mug.  “Not your usual, but here.” She pushes the drink into his palms.  “Thanks.” He takes a sip — coffee with Bailey’s — and moans gratefully at the taste. She’s right, it’s not his usual highly specific order, but it glides down his throat like pure heaven.  “So,” he says after a few more swallows, “do I want to know what I’m doing here?”  Olivia runs a hand through her shock of pink hair, blowing out a forced breath before she speaks. “Well, first there was Fleur Room, then Elsewhere, The Black Flamingo. Finally there was House of Yes where you were so delusionally out of it that Traci called a car and sent you here.” David winces at the idea that someone had to send him away.  “She didn’t give details and I didn’t ask. But don’t worry, honey, you’re not banned. Yet.” “Oh, god,” he sighs, scrubbing a free hand over his face. “I’m, um, sorry. About all that.” She responds by standing up from the edge of the couch, patting him on the shoulder on the way to the kitchen. “Think you can make it back to your place?” “Yeah, I think so. I’ll just grab an Uber and head out.”  “Cool,” she says without turning around. “I have friends coming in from out of town in about an hour.” David downs the rest of his coffee, wishing he could stay planted where he is until the world rights itself. Clearly that’s not going to be an option. Instead he leaves his mug on the coffee table and waits for the room to stop spinning when he stands.  “See you Monday then,” he calls on his way out the door. The latch clicking shut is the only sound that follows him into the hallway.
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lavetrinadeitalenti · 11 months
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musicmoviefan · 11 months
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♥️❤️🔥💖🥰💀🐈‍⬛🦇🕷️👻💙
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utaitemusic · 11 months
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【Vocaloid Remake】 変愛ストーク【syudou】
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alien-games · 1 month
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sugarpussdesign · 2 years
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💜Jinkies! Another clue 🔍 3rd pic is the best IMO. 🥰 We ❤️ our customers!! Cosplayer @alexis.reck Daphne Costume @sugarpusscostumes 🐶 as Scooby Doo! #scoobydoo #daphneblake #fredjones #mysterymachine #halloween2022🎃👻🕷️ #halloweencostume #sugarpusscostumes #daphnecosplay #daphnecostume #daphneandfred #scoobydoocosplay https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck_T-FLJfHe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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fairryland · 2 years
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#harrisplace #BonnerFamily #ben #halloween2022🎃👻🕷️🦇 (at Harris Place) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkjAHo0uKm_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sunansurf · 2 years
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Halloween long weekend #indochine #famoustoasteryofwilmington #halloween2022🎃👻🕷️ #wilmingtonnc🕶️ #maltese #thehusk #maltese https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckha71qDisz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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psyworks · 2 years
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PROJ: VLADd.vL452"PWR3"
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PROJ: VLADd.vL452“PWR3” Happy Halloween 2022 🎃🦇💀🕷️👻🕸️ #happyhalloween#psyworks #powerof3 #trinity #revelation #awaken #behappy #beyou #befree #vampire #dracula #halloween #ritual 🙂
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