FeralRatKing

Welcome to my crack house

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I've never been good at expressing myself, but great at helping others at expressing themselves. It's how it's always been; others over myself.

But with you, it's as if the universe, with it's hidden eyes and ears, said "It's okay to be selfish, it's okay to want and to receive. Here's a gift from us to you."

I don't have the time, money, or voice to adequately explain or even attempt to explain my feelings for you. I can't tell you how much you make me happy, how you make me smile.

You came into my life out of nowhere, and you've been nothing but a blessing. When I smile, it's with happiness. When I laugh it's with joy. And when I cry, it's with love. You bring out the best in me, and I honestly didn't think I was capable of showing such weakness, such vulnerability, towards another person.

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Dragon's teeth

During a trip to Greece you buy a glass bottle filled with slightly large intricately carved lizard teeth. A little trinket the old peddler said was for ‘safety.’ It was cheap, so you thought, why not.

During a rather dangerous encounter long after you return home, the bottle broke, shattering against the ground, and some (or all) of the teeth making their way to the ground, disappearing into the cracks of concrete, others between blades of grass.

You closed your eyes expecting an impact, only to find nothing had happened and when you looked back up, (same number as teeth) people in glittering armor- intricately carved the same way the teeth were- were standing before you; they claimed that they were here as your protectors and only answered to, and obeyed, you.

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my first edit yeee // song by Morillo feat. Michelle // Artist: @ctchrysler

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playlists!!

i make too many to know what to do with so

the bars are closing // walking empty streets at 2am, not wanting to go home but having nowhere else to go

so close to magic // a mix made for running through the palace halls in an enormous ball gown just before the stroke of midnight

her lips tasted like pomegranates // persephone + hades slowly falling into love with each other with a dash of angsty indie movie, “something about the glimmer in his eye when he looks at u sidelong from the driver’s seat tells u he’s been seeing more than the rose garden u were pretending to be”

neverland // “come away with me, to a place where we can be anything we wanna be.” 

watercolor // 2pm on sunday, everything is soft and hazy and u can hear the beginnings of rain drizzling against the house, u drift in and out of sleep, wrapped in the softest blankets u own

sirensong // “true evil is, above all things, seductive.”

out of the black // songs for the village people

following an angel around // your car breaks down in a tunnel at 3am, you pull over and the lights begin to flicker. standing in front of you is a stranger, staring back. she has a faint glow like neon given flesh or maybe she’s an ethereal being, you can’t tell. she begins to walk away when you find yourself following her, all night, through the city.

iced coffee // for obnoxious, air-conditioned summer days

she’s only in dreams // for the girl they write songs about, the girl we all wanted to be

everything glows // you wake up to the sun on your face through the window, turn over to see them still sound asleep next to you, your limbs entangled. they look so happy, in their peace, and for a moment, you are too. you don’t know how you got so lucky to get to love them.

sugar-coated hallucinations // i don’t think i know what’s real or what’s in my head anymore, but i prefer it that way.

supermarket jams // songs that get me through trying to find the cilantro for two hours

moonlight!!! // for that night when the sky was clear and i could breathe the air coming in from the window, empty highways at midnight and city lights in the rearview mirror

weaponized // “they made you into a weapon and told you to find peace.”

an ode to fresh air // i spend a lot of my time not being able to breathe, this playlist makes it easier somehow

storm goddess // lifeforce runs through her veins, lightning crackling at her fingertips. when she cries, it pours. when she wills it, the sky breaks apart into thousands of shattered pieces. you tremble before her, but its nothing compared to the way the earth trembles at her word.

seventies dream girl // nostalgic synth-pop that makes me feel young and sweet, only seventeen

happy endings // for the road home

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also: concept playlists pt. 1 and pt. 2

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He sort of reminds me of Deka, but idk

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Hello, this is my son, who does not have a name yet :))

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Hey guys I was bored so I made a witch type generator 

;)

Reblog and say which one you got

[exotic-crystal-dancer]

Useless Fire Witch.

If that isnt the most accurate effing thing.

[ofcloudsandstars]

Ok but I’m 1000% a 90s urban witch

[bloomlaurel]

Vegan zodiac witch

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A ppwerful storm witch :))

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I've been listening to Rats by Ghost on repeat for days I need serious help guys

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When I retake my throne,

I want you to remember the days

Where you took me as the fool,

Whispered me sweet nothings,

And told me all of your weaknesses.

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Sausage but it's pronounced like Sasuke

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OMDF IM WATCHING A WISDOME TEETH REMOVAL VIDEO AND THIS GUY IS AT HOME AFTER GETTING HIS TEETH TAKEN OUT AMD HES WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT STAR FIH AND HE'S LIKE "FLAMINGOS ARE FUCKED UP. BACKWARDS KNEES LOOKING ASS" KSKSKSKSKKSKSKS

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I watched as man found love,

Found lost cities,

Found each other.

As I watched these things happen,

Something ugly reared its head,

Something violent.

In that moment,

When the hounds snarled and howeled with rage,

I decided that I would have it all.

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With fake smiles and sharp tongues,

We, the people of self gratification,

Come up from the Seven Hells

And ruin angels,

Destroy man,

And sing sweet nothing's to devils.

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-Mythic Bitches-

Sup Bitches.

Soo I've decided to start a writing piece, not a book per se, but possibly something similar. It'll be on Wattpad under the name Mythic Bitches (such originality, what content), and it'll be based somewhat loosely around Native American, Greek, Salvic and Nordic, Hindu, Korean, Chinese, and African monotheistic religions. The plpt so far is as followed:

Something happened to cause the divine beings of the world to be awakened. Because they aren't heavily worshipped anymore and Death doesn't have ppwer over them, they sleep. The malevolent demons and spirits are causing trouble, doing what they do best.

Rakshasa are prowling the night killing for food and for sport; the gorgons are pretending to be sculptors so they can get away with killing men for doing wrong; the Fae of the North are causing Hell on nomads and villagers for their own amusement.

The gods are aware that they and the divine malevolents shouldn't be awake. Why wake someone when they aren't needed, right? So, they plan on getting rid of the demons, Fae, and other malevolents by chooseing a group of their descendants to use as vessels. They will use their descendants to rid the world of the demons and spirits so that they can protect their old home one last time, and then they will return to their slumber.

I know the summary isn't as well written as I'd like, but I haven't slwpt for a while and I took a sleep aid (that didn't work), so forgive me. I'm fuckin tired. Sue me.

Yours Always,

Cazzo

[herhmione]

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feel free to add in any links!

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You haven't lived until youve witnessed your dog parkour off your 3 year old your nephew.

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Óró, sé do bheatha ‘bhaile,

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile

Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

Oh-ro You’re welcome home,

Oh-ro You’re welcome home,

Oh-ro You’re welcome home…

Now that summer’s coming!

'Sé do bheatha, a bhean ba léanmhar,

Do b’ é ár gcreach thú bheith i ngéibheann,

Do dhúiche bhreá i seilbh méirleach,

Is tú díolta leis na Gallaibh.

Welcome oh woman who was so afflicted,

It was our ruin that you were in bondage,

Our fine land in the possession of thieves…

And you sold to the foreigners!

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile,

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile

Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

Oh-ro You’re welcome home,

Oh-ro You’re welcome home,

Oh-ro You’re welcome home…

Now that summer’s coming!

Tá Gráinne Mhaol ag teacht thar sáile,

Óglaigh armtha léi mar gharda,

Gaeil iad féin is ní Frainc ná Spáinnigh,

Is cuirfidh siad ruaig ar Ghallaibh.

Gráinne O'Malley is coming over the sea,

Armed warriors along with her as her guard,

They are Gaels alone, neither French nor Spanish…

And they will rout the English foreigners!

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile, (x3)

Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

A bhuí le Rí na bhFeart go bhfeiceam,

Mura mbeam beo ina dhiaidh ach seachtain,

Gráinne Mhaol agus míle gaiscíoch,

Ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh.

May it please the King of Miracles that we might see,

Although we may live for a week once after,

Gráinne Mhaol and a thousand warriors…

Dispersing the English foreigners!

Óró, sé do bheatha 'bhaile, (x3)

Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.