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#lily collins #avocado #halloween #costume #cute #beautiful #beauty #emily in paris #toast #lilly collins #2022 #lovely #i love her

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fruitcoops · 6 months

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Resurrection

Fic O'Ween Day 13: Resurrection, for a continuation of last year's Season of the Witch. Endless love to @noots-fic-fests for another spectacular fest, and of course all the kudos to @lumosinlove for bringing this community together <3 Happy belated Halloween! Thanks for sticking through another year! This fic o'ween was simply a joy to be part of.

There is a house on Lacewing Drive.

This is not that house.

This house is located on Collins Street, a block east of Lacewing Drive. Passerby marvel at its vibrant colors and sturdy bones—friends of the inhabitants joke that it’s simply a gingerbread house, come to life. A street dead-ended by a house so fantastical, it couldn’t possibly be a place people live.

Collins Street is kind enough to divert attention from its (notably odder) neighbor in spite of the creeping vines that continuously attempt to tiptoe across backyard fences. Autumn stretches into being with a yawn and a lazy roll from sun to wind to biting cold, and with it, the earth below Lacewing Drive charges with anticipation. It is the duty of the house on Collins Street to take the brunt of tourist curiosity, and it does so with gusto: peaking eaves, rounded lintels, and statuesque windows draw all wandering eyes while the magic begins to seep forth.

That is not to say there is no real magic outside Lacewing Drive. An argument can (and has) been made that there is more magic on Collins Street, actually, and perhaps the tall dark-haired witch at 126 Lacewing should keep her mouth shut. These beloved arguments frequently go nowhere at all. That does not seem to stop them from happening.

Regardless of presumed magical ratio, November is a quiet month for all. The magic is receding, changing, growing ready for the lumbering of winter and resurrection in the spring. Dormant? Never. Drowsy? Most certainly. The rainy days will start soon enough, then the snow. First frost nibbles the sills every other night. There’s still time for a last harvest before everything goes down, but not much.

November 6th dawns chilly and gray. Lily stretches, yawns, and lazily rolls onto her other side with a mumble of nothing in particular. The window dressings were left open the night before; goosebumps prick her arms, and she burrows down under the burgundy duvet with only a whisper of a shiver.

“Good morning, sunshine.”

“Hrngerfrng.”

“I never get hangovers. You know this.”

Lily’s grumble is lost in a silky pillowcase. Her hair spills in a loose auburn flood to the top of her shoulders before vanishing under cotton and satin thread. The sudden supercharge of magic takes a toll on her—perhaps not as severe as Remus when the seasons change and the moon hangs heavy, but enough to make her head throb and her mouth go dry with the drain of each ritual. A magical hangover, she had complained the first year they moved to Collins Street. That’s what this is. Someone get me hashbrowns, stat.

James flips to a new page and slides a few inches lower under the blanket. It’s a good morning. A quiet morning. Another Halloween, gone without a hitch. Sirius’ raging birthday party, lighting up the neighborhood long past midnight if not for the layers of diversion spells wrapped around the little cottage. The lull is sweet as fresh chai and warms the belly just as deep. Even the newspaper is quiet today, full of lovely, inconsequential things typed up by Eliot Johannes three doors down. The neighbors feel the roar toward Samhain just like the witches do, though they may not know the reason.

November is the exhale after a two-month gasp for air. James is more than happy to spend the morning in bed, enjoying each moment of it.

Harry will be up soon. Seven years old and likely still riding out the sugar rush bestowed upon him by his aunts, who just don’t know how to put candy bowls out of reach—he’s practically unstoppable like this. Like his mother. James loves them both so dearly.

Lily’s hand emerges from the sheets to flail around. “Jamie,” she rasps. “Baby?”

“He’s asleep.”

“Mm. Coffee?”

“Downstairs,” James laughs, squinting at the ‘Best Rated’ section. “Probably with my glasses.”

She’s quiet for a moment, then peeks out with one sleepy, hopeful green eye. “Get some for me?”

“Glasses? Sure.”

“Coffee.”

“You’re a real monster in the mornings, you know that?”

“November,” she offers by way of explanation. “Need coffee.”

“You have got to start listening to Remus.”

“The day I drink chamomile to make myself feel better is the day I go in the ground forever.”

She can’t see James’ eye roll from her faceplant in downy pillows, but rest assured, dark eyes are undoubtedly rolled. Fond, all the same. James is spellbound by her in every sense except the literal and everyone knows it; neither would change a thing about it. It’s mornings like this that make it count. Sore from dancing on Sirius’ dining room table, buzzed from the tingly residue of Samhain magic, both so pleased to wake up beside one another for the thousandth consecutive day.

They built the house on Collins Street together, the four of them, back when love was muddled and confusing with its deep, deep roots. There’s a touch of them in every paint chip and floorboard. Remus’ rich earth tones, Sirius’ stained glass. James and Lily kept the place once they were all sorted, and as such there isn’t a speck of house left without their signatures. Scorch marks from Lily’s cauldrons and scuff marks from James’ boots. Crayon scars on silk wallpaper and vivid paint alike. Candle wax left so long that it may as well be part of the desk, now, because spirits know the actual holder is too far buried to be found again.

“Jamie.”

“Mhm.”

“Coffee.”

James smiles into ceramic molded by Lily’s own hands. “Yes, my love.”

“Mrs. Gibson tried to gimme some of that pumpkin spice creamer.” Lily manages to sound indignant even boneless and half-asleep. “Can you believe? Out of season?”

“No pumpkin spice,” James promises.

“I know you wouldn’t. Love me too much.”

“Sure do.”

Lily is silent for another handful of seconds. James watches them pass on Sirius’ handmade cuckoo clock. “Don’t want coffee.”

“No?”

She sighs and reaches out with both arms, giving a noise of pure contentment when James sets the mug aside and joins her under the covers. “This,” Lily says on a misty November day where nothing bad can touch them. “This is what I want.”

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askisabella · 2 years

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* Halloween AU ;

October 23rd to November 5th

Isabella Mills-Locksley

faceclaim change to Lily Collins

twenty three years old

professional snowboarder and part time snowboard instructor

single

important connections; daughter of Regina Mills and Robin Locksley. niece to Cassie Nightingale. cousin and best friend to Thea Nightingale.

things will be tagged * halloween au ;

Isabella found her passion for snowboarding at a young age. Whenever the brunette wasn’t at school or spending time with family, she could be found on the slopes. When she sixteen, she took a job as a snowboarding instructor. It didn’t take long for the brunette to grow frustrated with adults who thought they knew it all already which led to limiting her instructing to children. When out on the slopes with a few friends, Isabella was noticed by a scout and everything snowballed from there. Before the young woman knew what happened, she was traveling the world for practice and competitions. It was hard, at first, since Isabella was extremely close with her family, but over time the distance became easier. Apple could be thanked for some of the ease with the invention of facetime. Of course, it wasn’t like she ever had the pleasure of spending time with both parents at one time at any point in her life. Ever since Isabella was born, Regina and Robin split custody. A week in the city, a week in Manitou Springs, a holiday with the Mills, a holiday with the Locksley’s. Isabella was jealous of families who were able to sit together for a simple meal but at least neither parent spoke ill of the other. Now as an adult, when Isabella has down time she enjoys the simple pleasures Manitou Springs offers and the comforts of home - because the big city never felt like home.

#* halloween au ;#[ au biography ]

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idojust · 2 years

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Stella winx

#Stella winx movie

Now, there is a live-action show for Netflix, a reimagined version of the original. Originally intended to last three seasons, Winx Club has now 8 seasons, four specials, and three movies. It is a bright and thrilling show that captured the hearts of young viewers back in 2004. In later seasons, Aisha and Roxy join the show as part of the group. There she meets and befriends four other students: Stella, Musa, Flora, and Tecna. After this discovery, she is sent to Alfea College, a place where fairy warriors from all over the universe study to improve their supernatural powers. In the series, Bloom, from planet Earth, discovers she has magical powers. The show was co-produced by Rainbow Spa and Nickelodeon to great success. Winx Club is an animated series created by Iginio Straffi. What do you think of my Winx Club fashion guide?Ībout Winx Club Winx Club Season 1 Poster.Final Thoughts on My Week of Winx Club Fashion.This week, in honor of the Netflix show premiering, I’m dressing like Winx Club characters.

#Stella winx movie

I’ve also covered the styles of iconic TV and movie characters: Iconic Halloween Characters Part 1 & 2, Iconic Christmas Characters Part 1 and 2, Rachel Green Part 1 and 2, Monica Geller, Little Women’s Characters, Gilmore Girls’ Characters Part 1 and 2, and Iconic Olsen Twins’ Movies. In past posts, I’ve covered the style of these celebrities: Zendaya, Gigi Hadid, Grace Kelly, Kendall Jenner, Vanessa Hudgens, Sophie Turner, Priyanka Chopra, Millie Bobby Brown, Hilary Duff, Lily Collins, Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Alexa Chung, Queer Eye’s Fab 5, Lucy Hale, Dakota Johnson, and Hailey Bieber. Then, I’m reporting back to you: Did the outfits work in real life? Did I feel comfortable? Did people treat me differently? I’m sharing it all. Each week, I’m getting inspiration from a celebrity and copy five of her looks as close as possible. But it’s one thing to say “I love her outfit,” and it’s another to actually copy it in real life.įor this series, I’m going the extra mile and making it happen. We’ve all looked to celebrity style for fashion inspiration at some point in our lives.

#Stella winx

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sempsds · 3 years

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