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alexy-rose · 8 months
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findingsally8870 · 2 years
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#fremontstreet in all its glory! Look at the beautifully refurbished #vegasvickie! Amazing! #neon #livemusic #streetperformers #peoplewatching #lasvegas #sincity #circa #4queens #goldennugget (at Fremont Street - Downtown Las Vegas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cbz9BAmLB9W/?utm_medium=tumblr
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undressjess · 3 years
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Perfect #vegasvacation!!!! #4queens #vagas2021 #lastofthebirthdayparties (at Flamingo Las Vegas Hotel & Casino) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMcuvfFFe6r/?igshid=cp2idecm5w1g
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wildwoodsam280 · 4 years
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#downtownlasvegas #fremontstreet #fremontstreetcasinos #goldengatecasino #theplazalasvegas #theplazacasino #theplazahotel #goldennuggetlv #landrys #4queens #fourqueens #fourqueenscasino #thedlasvegas #downtowngrandlv #binionscasino #fremontcasino #boydgaming #vivalasvegas #lasvegas (at Las Vegas, Nevada) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8GMWxEA3tE/?igshid=1eh426xt2cqvh
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polishtony · 2 years
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(Not even maybe) my favorite shot that night
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Fremont Street was an entire experience
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The Neon Museum is a prefect hidden gem!!
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Seven Magic Mountains was beautiful, but what a windy day!
And who can bear the full moon from my room
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And home!!!
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motorgirlbrand · 6 years
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#LasVegasBikeFest #MotorCult #Badassery #4queens #fremontstreetexperience #SearchAndDestroy #PistonSkulls www.motorcult.com (at Las Vegas BikeFest) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo2uNeYgw69/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=afbeh1vursdu
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bbaileyinc · 6 years
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Fremont entrance to The D Hotel. They had a hell cat out front they are gonna give away. #fremontstreet #fremontstreetexperience #oldvegas #downtownlasvegas #downtownvegas #thed #thedhotel #4queens #fremont #travel #travelclub #onvacationforaliving #wanderlust #vacation
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locsofsage · 4 years
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These 4 are MINE! I will be in their lives forever. #everever As long as there is breath in body, they will forever be surrounded in love, poised, and want nothing more than Greatness! It was a Great Weekend! But this reality show is coming; these four are hilarious! I was laughing all weekend! #birthdayflow #4queens #myqueens #justbreathe #ourfuture #mybabies #weekendflow #summertimevibes #summertime https://www.instagram.com/p/CCRqFIEhN5l/?igshid=1nil148jjrgav
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leveledupco · 4 years
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#4queens #icecream #fourqueens #cedarfalls #cedarfallsiowa #supportlocalbusiness #supportsmallbusiness #supportlocal #iowa #leveledup #park (at Overman Park, Cedar Falls) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBWuCPPDtsS/?igshid=111nuk7esflhv
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dandremichael · 4 years
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☆MAGICAL☆ #BLACKGIRLMAGIC #BLACKEXCELLENCE #4CROWNS #4QUEENS #missuniverse @zozitunzi #missworld @toniannsingh #missusa @chesliekryst #missamerica @niaimanifranklin #beauty #brains #love (at Worldwide) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6FStkNAuJT/?igshid=1ky2z1dj8t8d6
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alexy-rose · 8 months
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Inside the silhouette of my body
A barren land
Winter has been long
And I begin to think it eternal
Ice queen has the reins
The other three aspects kept in deep slumber
I do not begrudge the queen
I know she has her reasons
She is a wall of ice
But was once the shield we needed
When aggressors broke the others
Until they lay shattered
Unaware of what was once their patterns
I try to thaw her, I try to rebuild them
But she worked hard to make our palace impenetrable again
For she saw danger or hurt round every corner
Especially after the great destruction
I plea with my cold mother aspect
Let us out just a little
So that we might feel the warmth on our skin again
Be free to feel again
I long for my heart to skip a beat
Or for that feeling of butterflies rising in my stomach
Or to see colour beyond this vast ice land
Autumn's fire, or the birth of Spring
Imagine what that might be like
Imagine letting someone in again
To connect to trust, to long or know desire
For I cannot imagine it to be dead
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marachime · 4 years
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[23/11/2019][prose][vignette][4Queens][LowSpoonNaNo][Spectrum][Root? Ironsworn? Deepwoods?]
“Do you have rice balls here?” The man behind the bar grunted that they didn’t. “Hm. I’ll take those water parsnips and four bottles of rice wine, then.” A girl sitting near the hearth tittered that her mother sold rice balls. He paid the man, slotting the bottles carefully into his pack before he followed her out onto the dirt road. It was a short walk, but the wind was coming from the North and it made the girl clutch her wolf pelt closer to herself. The woman offered him four for a reasonable price; he took forty, and she gave him enough taro leaves to keep the rice from drying out or making a mess. The kid watched him as he sat at their kitchen table and methodically wrapped each squat, hand-pressed ball, and fitted them into what space he had in his pack. He paid, thanked them, and left. He hadn’t gone three minutes down the road before he felt a tug on his arm. He turned and the kid was there, holding out a little reed doll. “To protect you.” He let her tie it to his pack.
The sword he’d lifted out of the smithy banged awkwardly against his thigh as he turned his steps towards the trees to the West. The sun was bleeding colours across the paddy fields ahead of him, and he nodded to each person as they worked. For the most part they nodded back. The smith, at least, could make himself another blade, but food was hard enough to come by in the Capital, let alone out here. He stopped just out of the shadow of the trees, his face still in the dying sunlight, and took a minute to make sure it would be easy to draw the sword from under his cloak. Then he walked into the forest.
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artscience84 · 6 years
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Fremont Street Experience
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laurajdawson26 · 5 years
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Are you a fan of @fremontstreet? Just a short ride from the strip is the neons of historic Vegas. Where’s your favourite place to go when you’re at #fremontstreet? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 📸 @laurajdawson26 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #Lasvegas #vegasatlast #4queens #casino #thestrip #lasvegasstrip #vegasstrip #vegasvacation #lasvegashappyhour #thewho #lasvegasadventures #queen #lasvegasclassic #downtownlasvegas #lasvegasselfie #lasvegasfoodie #lasvegasgirl #lasvegaswellness #vegas #vegasbaby #sincity #vegaslife #lasvegasblogger #LAS #ilovevegas #fremontstreetexperience #fremontstreet #lasvegaslife (at Fremont Street Experience) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByFedlfnUx6/?igshid=6g3v1pt9nafa
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capucebrise · 5 years
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This project started with @iamlenaheadey posting about the stupid comments she got about not wearing #makeup on her #instagram And immediately her cast mates from #GameofThrones came to support her. It is sad that such beautiful, talented and strong women are still being judged for what they look like. And I feel I can relate to the feeling : how many times have I been asked if I was sick when I chose not to wear make up ?? I am so proud to have such amazing #rolemodels as @iamlenaheadey @emilia_clarke @leavecaricealone and @gwendolineuniverse. You rock, ladies !! 🤘😎🔥 #strongwomen #queens #4queens #cards @fabercastellglobal @winsorandnewton @posca_pens @poscagallery #FaberCastell #IndianInk #graphite #WaterColor #spade♠️ #heart♥️ #club♣️ #diamond♦️ #LenaHeadey #EmiliaClarke #CariceVanHouten #GwendolineChristie #ForTheThrone #portraits #fanart (à Orléans, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuWnfPcBO6E/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rfqsh9mernnp
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elle-writes-things · 2 years
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Maintaining Reputations
Queen of Hearts: Part 4
Queen of Hearts Masterlist
Summary: It’s Marcus’ first day of school, and the rest of the students are enjoying tormenting him. Ophelia has to discreetly step in, and stop Chico from killing Marcus. She also relays the details of her promotion to her friends, but receives apprehension rather than support. 
Warnings: brief (canon-typical) violence, allusion to an abusive relationship
Word Count: 1099
It was the new kid’s first day of class, which meant hazing and pranks would be at their peak. Ophelia had already watched Willie and Saya snub Marcus in the span of two minutes and couldn’t help but feel some second-hand embarrassment for the boy. 
“Do you think I should offer to help him find his classes?” Violet asked, breaking Ophelia from her reverie. Ophelia looked up at the curvy blonde standing next to her in mock surprise.
“Why?” she snorted. “So you can both get conveniently lost in the janitor’s closet?”
“At least I can admit that I’d love to get him alone,” Violet retorte, using a compact mirror to apply a coat of lip gloss.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Ophelia asked, immediately becoming defensive.
“Please,” Violet scoffed. “You’re not fooling anybody. It’s alright though. I’ll let the others know you’ve called dibs.”
“Who did Lia call dibs on?” Charlotte asked, coming up to the two girls?
“New kid,” Violet said, nodding at Marcus. Charlotte scanned her eyes over him as he tossed books in his locker.
“Not a bad choice,” she said, turning to Ophelia. “Although it would seem that you have some competition.” Ophelia looked across the hall to see Maria making her way over to Marcus.
“She’s going to get him killed,” Violet mused, shaking her head. “The greedy bitch can’t leave some for the rest of us.”
“Shush,” Ophelia warned, not taking her eyes off the pair. “I’m trying to listen.” Maria leaned against the lockers next to Marcus and flashed a smile. 
“You Mexican?” the girl asked.
“Umm. My dad was Nicaraguan,” Marcus answered. “Mom was from Kansas.”
“Yeah. Well whatever you are, some rep you’ve got,” Maria told him. “Half the class is scared shitless. The other half wants to see if your rep’s for real.” Marcus didn’t respond but Maria didn’t take the hint. “So what’s your affiliation?” she asked, moving closer to him.
“Oh, I don’t vote,” Marcus explained, naïve to the workings of the school. Maria let out an exaggerated laugh in response to his confusion.
“What is she, twelve?” Violet spat. “That is rudimentary Psychological Manipulation.”
“How did she get into AP?” Charlotte asked, backing Violet.
“Would you two quit it!” Ophelia hissed. “She just told him to join Soto Vatos.
“Not sure that offer is going to last,” Violet said, pointing at Chico who had stalked up to Maria and shoved her against the lockers.
“You like this pendejo?” he asked, hand wrapped around Maria’s neck. 
“As if,” she choked. “I am just looking for new recruits, baby.”
“Get off her,” Marcus interrupted, giving Chico a slight shove. Ophelia let her mouth drop open as she heard Violet let out a loud curse next to her. Juan, Chico’s second, stepped forward with his fists raised.
“Hey,” Chico said, stopping Juan with his arm. “Tranquilo.” Then he turned and punched Marcus in the stomach. The boy let out a strangled grunt before Chico forced his head up with his knife.
“You like Maria?” Chico asked. “Then meet my other lady.” Before she could think, Ophelia stepped up to Chico. Without hesitation, Juan shoved her against the lockers. She gasped for air which was quickly granted when Violet and Charlotte pulled him off of her. Whispers broke out amongst the hallway, curious as to why the Queen of Hearts would interfere with Soto Vatos business.
“Step off Chico,” Ophelia ordered.
“You have eyes for this puta too?” he taunted, not moving his knife. 
“I’m offended,” Ophelia drawled, removing all emotion from her voice. “I thought you knew me better than that. I just think you should give the rest of us a chance to properly welcome your new friend.” Chico looked at her in tense silence before laughing.
“I forgot how crazy you Suits are.” He looked at Violet and Charlotte who were still holding Juan back. “Tell you what amiga,” he began. “Tell your girls to let my man go and we can make a deal.”
“Ladies,” Ophelia prompted, and the two girls let go of Juan. She turned to Chico expectedly.
“You have until tonight to have your fun,” he told her, removing his knife from Marcus’ neck and turning to look at the body. “You and I are going on a date,” Chico said. “Wear something nice. We’re going to bury you in it.” Then, without warning, he grabbed a cup of juice from Billie and poured it on Marcus’ head. After the last drop of liquid left the cup, he threw it at Marcus’ chest and stalked off. Maria stopped to shoot Marcus and apologetic glance before hurrying after her boyfriend.
Ophelia turned to look back at Marcus who was glaring at her. If looks could kill Ophelia was sure she would be six feet under. Irritated by his attitude, she grabbed his tie and pulled him towards her, careful to not touch his stained shirt.
“I would suggest showing a little more respect to somebody who just saved your ass,” she hissed, brushing her lips against the shell of his ear. Then, loud enough for everyone to hear, “I’ll see you after classes. We’ll find you something nice to wear for your date.”
“I mean he’s cute,” Violet said, after they had made their way down the hall. “But I don’t think any guy is ‘confront Chico’ cute.” Ophelia thought back to last night, when Lin had called her to his office, assigning her the duty of watching over the new boy. 
“I don’t have a choice,” Ophelia explained with a sigh. “He is my pledge.”
“Shit,” Charlotte breathed. “So anything that idiot does is on your ass?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” Ophelia said. Then, holding an internal debate with herself, she pulled Violet and Charlotte into an alcove. “You didn’t hear this from me, but my aunt is transferring to our Parisian division. That opens up the King’s spot and Ace is considering making me the Heart’s nominee.” Charlotte squealed and Violet violently grabbed Ophelia.
“This is amazing!” Charlotte squealed. “I am so proud of you.”
“Thanks,” Ophelia beamed, glancing at Violet who was unusually quiet.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Violet asked, her eyes darting nervously between Ophelia and Charlotte.
“Of course I am,” Ophelia said. “You know I’ve always wanted this.”
“I just…” Violet started, at a loss for words. “You should think hard before committing to anything.”
“Thanks for worrying about me,” Ophelia said with a smile, “But I’ll be fine.”
“Alright,” Violet relented. “Let’s go before we’re late. My knuckles are still bruised from Lin’s cane.”
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