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                  ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ; sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ; ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ; ʟᴜɴᴀ ᴋᴏᴍ ғʟᴏᴜᴋʀᴜ ﹠ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ﹣ᴍᴜsᴇ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ Cʜᴇʟs

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[dappyhappy]

Lincoln would have never brought you here. 

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Merry Christmas Eve !

This year has been the best of my life. Finally Vanessa and I have a little place of our own. I can’t wait to see what the new year has in store for us!

Good Tidings of Comfort and Joy to you and yours! 🎄

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...she's packing boxes to move here.

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update: in 19 days i'm flying to san francisco to spend a week with vanessa and her family, and packing, and then bringing her back here. home. she's coming home. finally, and forever.

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...she's packing boxes to move here.

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vanessa’s plane is landing here in Dallas twenty minutes before eclipse totality so we get to watch it together and then spend the next three weeks going on our next adventures together. 😌

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i'm doing this thing where i'm tired of writing on tumblr when there are constant changes to the site that make it stressful to do so. so i will be writing on discord indefinitely. replies are cleaner there and i can be more consistent and have all of my muses in one place which is NICE.

[blackbloodedisabel]

I'm gonna take mine of you with me.

(The Grants, Lana del Rey, 2023)

[lottienathive]

teen timeline -> adult timeline

[shadowhaert]

two slow dancers ; mitski NATSCATORRCIO'S 3.5K CELEBRATION for @deankarolina

[stagebystage]

@savagc

Two plates balanced in her palms Kayla maneuvered through the kitchen easily enough, bare feet padding against the cool linoleum flooring. Carefully folding her down at an awkward angle, she sat on the ground without asking for assistance or dropping anything. "There's five of them and rumors of a series in the works." she hummed a chuckle, "There are four books from Bella's perspective, a little side novella from a character we meet in the third movie, and the author rewrote the first book from Edward's perspective." she info dumped, choosing to busy her mouth by taking a bite of a wing, air hissing in between her parting teeth, nerve endings warning her that the bite was entirely too hot.

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"but it's good right? you like it?" she asks; she liked it so far. there wasn't anything noticeably annoying about the movie they'd started. all in all...corey was less bothered by movies that some people might deem annoying or something to be hated. she tended to just be content in watching whatever was on without becoming obsessed with loving it or hating it. "shows make a better choice i think. more time to explore things." she thought so. often if she did find herself disappointed in a movie it was due to her wanting more of it than the time allotted could offer. "i mean...you liked it enough to think a show would be a good idea?" she's curious, and placing her eyes back on the paused screen as she sits with the waters and sets them to the coffee table. the smell of the wings being hot again has her stomach growling eagerly; hunger reignited. she reached to snag a wing and took a bite, much too hot but far too good to let her care about the burning. she'd handled boiling stews straight down the hatch enough times that this was painful but good. so so good.

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she wished blockbuster was still a thing; even being a chain that attempted to knock out mom and pop video stores, now it was such a thing of the past that she found herself nostalgically missing the 'chain'. she supposed she should have foreseen that video rentals were a dying breed; the flashy and bright redbox at the neighborhood walmart on the edge of town was something that repulsed her. edge of town, edge of what quin considered town...was really just the edge of everything deemed 'old' and the beginning point of all the 'new' developments of the last fifteen years. part of her hoped the 'new' would spread far enough out that it would just detach from her 'old' and leave her alone. speaking of 'old'. "i don't know...what's new?" she muses, trying to wrack her brain for new trailers she'd seen. she slowed as they approached the family video just to look through the collected of posters that littered the window panes. "did you watch barbie?"

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she wished blockbuster was still a thing; even being a chain that attempted to knock out mom and pop video stores, now it was such a thing of the past that she found herself nostalgically missing the 'chain'. she supposed she should have foreseen that video rentals were a dying breed; the flashy and bright redbox at the neighborhood walmart on the edge of town was something that repulsed her. edge of town, edge of what quin considered town...was really just the edge of everything deemed 'old' and the beginning point of all the 'new' developments of the last fifteen years. part of her hoped the 'new' would spread far enough out that it would just detach from her 'old' and leave her alone. speaking of 'old'. "i don't know...what's new?" she muses, trying to wrack her brain for new trailers she'd seen. she slowed as they approached the family video just to look through the collected of posters that littered the window panes. "did you watch barbie?"

[stagebystage]

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍:

“oh shit, retro.” she grins a closed the door of her truck behind her and brought the engine to a roaring life. there were a lot of candies like that, that she forgot even existed. the reminder brought a nostalgic warmth to spread through her, a pink that she even felt on her cheeks. “i haven’t seen those in awhile…but i bet we can find ‘em.” she couldn’t say for sure though; but she was willing to bet somewhere in town would have them, if not the theater. before she pulled away she leaned on the frame of her open window. “there’s a dusty old party city…like a block that way. they have a lot of random candy.” she flashed a smile and then put the truck in gear and started out of the lot and on top the road in the direction of home. suddenly the coffee creamer in the passenger seat seemed futile because the craving for coffee was gone with the morning. 

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     Dani couldn’t remember the last time she’d been to a Party City, there was a vague memory of the store sometime in her teen years, something along the lines of her cousin needing a wig for a halloween costume. It seemed that the store wasn’t as popular as it was when she was younger, especially around Halloween. Dani hadn’t gotten to do much Halloweening in in her teen years, she’d been allowed to dress up and go trick or treating when she was still small but the year she turned eight her parents had become more devout in their Catholicism and the holiday had been deleted from their calendar. She’d always loved the fall, the chill in the air, the rain, and the changing of colors, the excuse to layer and bundle up. She remembered that first year, being the only kid in her class to not wear a costume to school, she was still given a small bag of candy by her teacher but her parents picked her up early and she wasn’t allowed to attend the fall festival her school put on every year. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t dressed up since then, there was no one or anything stopping her from doing so since she left. Maybe this year she’d actually do something, even if just for herself, she was a long ways away from the fall but it was still something to ponder. Quinn seemed interesting, a lot warmer than most were to her especially given the circumstances. She wasn’t going to pretend to know the least about the other woman but there was this gravity about her that seemed to pull at Dani, made her want to linger in her orbit. She knew she’d have to stay on the edges of it all, for her own good but she couldn’t help her curiosity, her need to observe.

     The walk to the party store was quite, but still scenic though if she was being honest she wasn’t sure there was anything you could do in a town like this that wouldn’t be scenic. The nostalgia of the town paired with the backdrop of the mountains made her feel like she was in one of those coming of age movies about some high school girl living in some little town with dreams of the big city. Pushing the door open, Dani understood that Quinn had been very accurate when she’d called the place dusty. The store seemed somehow sterile even with all the colors plastered on the walls, the checkered floor that had obviously once been black and white was a shade of light and dark grey, the display balloons stapled to the walls had lost their shine beneath a thick layer of dust, the aisle seemed to have the bare minimum of items, only one employee leaning over the counter boredly, thick flames and a scraggly mustache. “Welcome to party city, let me know if you need anything.” the man spoke in a monotonous voice, obviously ready to go home. She smiled awkwardly, her eyes quickly finding the candy Quinn had mentioned, and grabbing a small basket to fill with random handfuls, her fingers feeling grimy and gritty from the dust that seemed create a thin film over the wrappers, trying her best to pick from the bottom of the bowls to avoid as much dust as possible. He wrung her up quickly, and silently and she was out the door as quickly as possible, the deep urge to wash her hands crawling across her skin.    

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the coffee creamer was tossed into the fridge the moment she walked through the kitchen door. the craving was gone, so was the morning for the most part. caffeine was no longer the 'whim' on her mind. she glanced at the clock on the old microwave and realized...she wasn't going to have to look at it again for a long while. she was meeting up with dani later, and there was enough time between now and then to forget that clocks were even a thing; no need to be riding it with glances every few minutes to ensure it didn't get away from her. her boots scuffed against the dull linoleum. once a bright cream and minty sage checkered...long-since unpolished. she supposed the place was cute for a grandmother but it was just 'home' to her. it was furniture she could have collected at thrift store but instead it wasn't so exciting; simply handed down, sometimes sanded and refinished and then used again until it was worn and in need of more help. she was rather fond of the old matching stove and fridge, however, in the same minty green that matched the floors and had once matched the cabinets, until she had decided it was too much green and had sanded them down to their original knotty pine.

sunlight streamed through faded lace in the kitchen window and she set off back outside, porch steps creaking a few ungodly sounds until she came into purchase with the dirt at the bottom. thus chores began, a rusty bucket with kibble, a soggy hose she dragged through mud and crisp green grass to fill a trough, a sneezing fit that might have set a record for herself while particles of hay flitted through the air around her. just about the time she felt like her throat might close up she was done and her cheeks were flushed. her property dog lay watchful at the end of the driveway, the little cow with his horse besties were talking shit through the fence at the neighbors livestock, and she was getting hungry enough to go make a sandwich. "shit..." maybe now she should check the time. quinn darted back for the kitchen porch.

[bobbiedebruyn]

@lgbtqcreators creator bingo - team colors + mythology

artemis. the goddess of the hunt, the daughter of zeus and leto. she was often said to roam the forests and mountains, attended by her entourage of nymphs. cassandra. the daughter of king priam and queen hecuba of troy. the trojan priestess dedicated to the god apollo and fated by him to utter true prophecies but never to be believed.