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Andulka
Three Goblin Art
we're not kids anymore.

shark vs the universe
Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@theartofmadeline
noise dept.

Janaina Medeiros
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@a-hidden-priince
hey! i’m a questioning vampkin. how did you discover your kins?
All things I've felt powerfully connected to my whole life. I used to run around either pretending to be a vampire or merman. As i got older the weird calling in my chest got stronger. I discovered the kin community a few years ago and was like "whoa there's a name for that"
That's not good advice but its what happened to me, hope it helped a little!!
this is the turtle of peace. reblog for a week of tranquility (or don’t, the turtle will bless you either way)
anyone else feel like god is just toying with u however he pleases . he thinks hes so funny . well im about to be hilarious
me about to commit blasphemy
A natural spring in between the forest and the swamp.
Water was clear and cold, even drinkable.
These places used to be sacred and peoples lives even depended on them. At the age of industrial development people forgot the old knowledge and many springs have been destroyed since. I’d still change the tap water any time for one of these if I had a chance.
©Usvakorpi
Elizabeth Messina
“Our blood is like golden wine in conscecrated chalice of etched glass;”
— Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All: Poems; “Brilliant, Sun-Wept Morning,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
read me by Olli Ra
Don’t let them take away your divinity. You are royal, divine, ethereal, powerful.
// do you think you’ll go free?
do you think I’ll be merciful?
my halo has been long gone, mortal.
(ɪ’ʟʟ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ)
Wild beast dripping with blood, why do you bite everyone who tries to help?
*forgets to meditate*
*hasnt done a spell in a month*
*forgets to charge crystals*
*yells at tarot deck*
i love being a witch