Ayress Estrella

Fae/healing witch •Faekin•

[moendust]

I will no longer be using this tumblr since Tumblr seems to have black listed my account for some reason. My new account is @estrellamoen and my Instagram is @/moendust if you want to follow me there💕

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this blog hates donald trump

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Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁

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I’ve never reblogged something so fast

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your pleasure and your weakness

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Here under the old earth again, the stars are brilliant in their luster and I remember - I remember.

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I dreamt about my past life last night and woke up crying. I miss my twin blades and my home....

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otherkin call!!!

hello could you please reblog if you post about / are: ☁️ angelkin ☁️ demonkin / daemonkin ☁️ overall kin things ☁️ beautiful buildings ☁️ gold aesthetic ☁️ white aesthetic ☁️ anything angel related

[moendust]

Death, of course, should not be feared, but awaited with certain wonder. To die was to step across a threshold into a new world, unknown, unimaginable.⠀

-Juliet Marillier, Blade of Fortriu (The Bridei Chronicles, # 2)

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kiss me

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look into my eyes.

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Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god

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Can't you hear me calling for you

With black and rotten teeth

White roses all around and covered on the...

Can't you hear me calling from beneath

With black and frozen feet

White roses all around and covered on the ground

[moendust]

I miss when I could make flowers float in my hands, when I could dance above the fields and hear the plants sing....I miss my wings and I miss my kin....

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My personal three card reading. I’ve never pulled Temperance before. Also, I’m learning I’m not very good at flat lay pictures

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silk skin and velvet lips lovers' limbs in a mix

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Happy Valentine’s Day lovelies💕

[moendust]

The moonlight fades from flower and rose

And the stars dim one by one;

The tale is told, the song is sung,

And the Fairy feast is done.

The night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers,

And sings to them, soft and low.

The early birds erelong will wake:

'T is time for the Elves to go.