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thatlaylachick · 2 months
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
"Hey babe? Can you get the trunk from the attic for me?" She called out to her husband who was doing his usual moping in preparation of her yearly trip.
"Yeah" he groaned as he went toward the attic. He knew which trunk she wanted. He both loved and hated it.
He hated to see her pack it to go; he loved seeing her bring it back in the Fall.
She was busy bustling about when he delivered the trunk with his strong arms but sad eyes.
"I hate this..." his voice cracked.
She stopped and walked to him.
Lifting her delicate hands to his otherworldly face she replied "I know, Love."
"There was a time when I couldn't wait for this part, but in all of our time together, I have grown to love you in ways that cannot be measured." She spoke softly.
"I know," he replied. "It must be done this way, as it has been for all of time."
"But look for me," he continued, "when the raven flies overhead. When the dark moon arrives each month. And when the flowers droop and whither."
"I do every year, my love." She replied, delicately kissing a lone teardrop resting on his cheek.
"We have a few days yet. Let us make the most of them." She replied with an element of cheer.
"Yes, Persephone, my Queen," he said with bravery in his voice.
"You will always be my King, Hades." She spoke softly. "Now help me pack this trunk."
Soon it would be Spring and she would be gone. But in the Fall, she returns home. To him. 🖤
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thatlaylachick · 28 days
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I'm not watching anime anymore. I kinda think it sucks now. It was all just a phase, ig. 🤷‍♀️
APRIL FOOLS.
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I could never!
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thatlaylachick · 1 month
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
I just want to go to bed...
People are just after me today! Omg they just won't leave me alone.
"Do this, Aurora, Do that."
I just need a bloody nap.
No one here ever lets me nap.
They keep saying that I'm still a growing girl; that I'm 'sPeCiAl'. They're all so damn protective...
Which is good, I guess.
But why are they so afraid to let me sleep? WHY?!
This is exhausting.
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This piece is lovingly dedicated to the memory of Francys Arsentiev, known as the Sleeping Beauty of Mount Everest. Her name has nothing to do with the original fairytale, but she is the subject of a topic that I'm incredibly interested in.
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I am also inspired by a sleepy teenage daughter of mine... 😉
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thatlaylachick · 2 months
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
It was time for her to start readying herself for another night of work.
Sometimes she enjoyed the job and other times, she hated it.
It could be glamorous, sensual and fun but also dangerous.
She finished her face with her signature pouty red lip, then dressed in the same crimson shade.
"I'm getting some things together to take to grandma's tomorrow morning when I get off work," she called out as she selected a basket in which to place her goodies."
"Only one more semester to go and you can finally quit this job and become the best darn RN out there!" Her mother replied back as she cleaned up the meager kitchen the two of them shared.
"I know, but I'll kind of miss it sometimes..." she replied.
"The tips are so good!"
Her mother chuckled.
"They were for me too, but that ends, believe me!" Mom added.
"But it was a safer world back then," her voice taking on an air of concern.
"Just be careful out there, Red." She said.
"There are far too many rabid monsters out there that will eat you alive if you're not careful."
"I know, mom." Red replied.
"But I can handle them."
She put on her coat, pulling the hood up over her hair.
"My Uber is here!" She called out, grabbing her basket.
"But I think I'll just walk to Grandma's tomorrow! The weather is supposed to be lovely!"
And with that, she was out the door and on her merry way.
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thatlaylachick · 30 days
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*An 18+ post, please and thank you*
He directed me to the bed but did not immediately push me onto it.
Instead, he stopped and ripped off the bedspread.
“These things get really gross!” He said tossing it into the corner.
I wondered how this guy was the same one who I banged on the skuzzy couch last summer. But at the same time, I was happy he did that because hotel bedspreads really are icky.
I started pretending that I was in some kind of sexy, film noir, getting it on with a dangerous leading man.
He was sweet and generous in all the right ways, but honestly, it was doing nothing for me. I was going to have to fake it, which was fine since I was already lost in my own imagination.
So, faked it I did, and the louder I faked it, the harder he went for it, somehow turned on by the fact that surely others could hear us. I faked it a good three of four times, until he finally finished the deed, laying back, breathlessly impressed at his obvious good job.
We cuddled while the lights outside bounced off our skin, my buzz fading as I prayed that I wouldn’t start to feel nauseous.
“Babe, lets go take a shower.” He suddenly said out of the blue.
I was completely game because that shower was big enough for five or six people and the bidet wasn’t the only thing I wanted to try out.
We got in and he initiated round two. So I faked it again until our skin was pruny and my hair was completely soaked.
But what is a torrid love scene in Vegas without tangled, wet hair and makeup running down your cheeks?
From my book 24 Hours in Vegas ❤️‍🔥
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thatlaylachick · 14 days
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
My roommates would seriously be so lost without me.
I do everything for these dudes, but I honestly don't mind.
They really try their best to take care of me and well, they don't have the most experience with, the ladies.
It's sad really, because they may not be much to look at, but inside they are total beauties! Even the one that's always in a bad mood! Underneath his GRUMPY exterior, he's a total sweetheart.
It's funny, really. They're all a bit short, I feel like a Supermodel around them! But they have tall, tall hearts. 💕 💞
These guys took me in when my life was completely out of control, and now I feel very much at home with them.
And honestly, that crazy bitch who is trying to kill me could hurt them too, so they are very brave men.
I don't mind helping out around the place - it's the least I can do! I feel like I owe them so much but they insist otherwise.
I've never met such generous, brave and kind people! They are truly gentlemen.
Come to think of it, I am the one that would be lost without them.
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thatlaylachick · 18 days
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Duo gets it! ✨️
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thatlaylachick · 20 days
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Me' books and some of me' blogs. 💓
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thatlaylachick · 23 days
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Where are my fellow Kindle-Vella authors?? Let's support each other. 🖤
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thatlaylachick · 1 month
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Life is expensive
Struggling to stay afloat
Indie author probs
- a Haiku by Me (c)
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thatlaylachick · 1 month
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
Well, today was an awful day.
First off I was starving and mama made us all some of her famous porridge. I tried to dig in but mama said it needed to sit for a bit first and that maybe we should take a walk.
Blehh.
So she convinced Daddy to take a walk - she says he hasn't lost his winter weight yet, whatever that means.
Well we took a nice walk and I have to admit that even I enjoyed myself.
I found some neat rocks and we even saw some tracks of "something dangerous" Daddy said.
Well that kind of scared me a little so I begged and begged to get back home so I could eat my porridge.
Daddy liked that idea a lot so we started to head home.
When we got there those dangerous tracks led right into our door!
I was scared stiff!
Daddy went in first then mama and me.
You wouldn't believe it!
Someone was inside and it even broke my little chair!
And my PORRIDGE was gone! Mama said I could have Daddy's though. I don't think he was too happy about that but he was too busy figuring out what had happened, to care.
Then we saw that our beds were all messed up BUT - that's not the worst part - the THING was actually still in my bed!
It was a...
HUMAN.
The human which mama called a "little girl" saw us and ran away so fast it made our heads spin!
It looked scared as the dickens! I threw one of my new rocks at it as it was escaping which makes me sad because it was one of my cool new rocks!
I was real scared for a minute but then I got mad again about the chair and the porridge. And the rock.
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Well, I ate Daddy's porridge so I felt better, now he's out back fixing my chair.
Mama's calling all her sisters to tell them to be on the lookout for some gross human "little girl." Ugh!
I knew we should've just eaten the porridge when it was hot.
Daddy agrees.
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thatlaylachick · 2 months
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Duolingo knows me so well.
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thatlaylachick · 2 months
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This place is as dead as Threads. 🥴
Please...I'm just trying to get away from FascistBook!
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thatlaylachick · 2 months
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☆ a fractured fairytale post 🧚‍♀️ ✨️ ☆
The Beast entered the room like a hurricane. All I could do was meet his gaze.
I had seen little of him in the days prior and was making peace with the fact that this was now my prison - err, my new home.
He was formidable but there was something else in his eyes. "Here..." he began, somewhat forcibly. Toward me, he shoved a pile of stacked parchment paper, tied neatly with a ribbon. A quill pen and a shiny little bottle of black ink were placed on top.
He read my confused gaze and added "you like to read, so I figured that maybe you like to write as well."
"Thank you," I stammered before he slowly backed out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.
Now, to write... what will I write? ✍️
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thatlaylachick · 2 years
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Fun with Reverse Cat/Smoky Eye today. #Avon #glimmerdiamondseyeliner in Black Ice and Teal Sparkle were used in addition to some of my other day-to-day products. #reversesmokyeye #goodeyelinerday #avonrepresentative #beautyblogger #classiclaylabeth (at Pendleton, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjZyHprOdf7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thatlaylachick · 2 years
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This isn't your garden variety #shamelessselfie - this is a testimony to Avon's Clinical AHA Peel. There is #nofilter on this, just natural light and my usual makeup. (Eyeliner and shadows from Avon as well. ) I've used the peel twice now and it is the best one I've ever used - and I've even shelled out for the famed, super expensive mask that gets tighter as the moments pass. I'm less than 3 years from the big 5-0 and I swear by this product! And yes, I sell Avon. Here's the URL to my shop! YourAvon.Com/LMunk #makeup #Avon #avonladiesofinstagram #cosmetologistsofinstragram #ClassicLaylaBeth (at Pendleton, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CibYzIdJiTQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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