tisfan: mentalalchemy: savagefluff: praguriosa: This is Money...

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tisfan:

mentalalchemy:

savagefluff:

praguriosa:

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

Sure why not.

I made $100 the day after I reblogged one of these damn posts after being broke for awhile. I believe in miracles and the money snake now okay!!

Snakes are cute
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"If your eyes weren’t like, sorta totally full

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“If your eyes weren’t like, sorta totally full of blood and stuff, I’d definitely say you looked familiar. You’re not the guy who keeps getting beaten up by inexplicable mystical darkness, are you?”

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Dr. Seah, “The Neon Court”, Kate Griffin (via thatsoundedbetter)

…is this Nyx?
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@elenothar

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elenothar
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"Curiosity may have killed the cat, but paranoia was what tied it up in a sack and buried it in wet.

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“Curiosity may have killed the cat, but paranoia was what tied it up in a sack and buried it in wet concrete.”

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Matthew Swift, The Midnight Mayor (via famousinthatanonymousway)

charlottedabookworm sparklecryptid    …Ardyn.
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positive-memes: Let’s take a moment and give

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positive-memes:

Let’s take a moment and give thanks!
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Snippet of Deleantur

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secret-engima:

(Was working on my other FFXV time-travel when this bunny bit me so here we go, a preview of the one-shot that I can already feel spiraling into the 10k+ length without my consent)

     The world would forever remember the night of the Wave. The night when the Crystal, the symbol of the Astral’s blessing upon House Caelum and the source of their power, erupted into light and power so great it stretched to the horizons and beyond. The night when the full moon was outshone by the earth itself as magic blazed from the earth to the heavens, set the sky on fire and shook the world with the echo of a voice no one could quite understand —a voice that said No. Not this way. Not this time.—.

     Lying in their beds, two brothers woke up screaming as the magic in their veins boiled over under the touch of the Wave as it passed over them. Their minds burned with visions of things that did not exist and had never happened even as the Oracle in her prayers collapsed in tears and every soul on the planet woke up with a feeling of fear and relief both.

     For eighteen year old Somnus, the world turned dark with jealousy and red with blood. A throne sat cold beneath his skin and a crown heavy as a mountain on his head while deep voice called him fool and showed him the price of his greed —his line would never know true peace, his brother would suffer for ages and his line would end where it began: a familial sword through the heart—. For Somnus, the world became a grey landscape of duty and desperate regret, an endless attempt at apology that would never be heard by its recipient and that fell from his lips with his very last breath.

     For twenty-one year old Ardyn, the world stretched on for a black eternity. His love died in his arms and the world burned around him and his voice laughed with glee as the night turned black and no one seemed to notice his desperate screams —no one could hear them over the laughter of the Thing living in his skin—. Reality broke into meaningless fragments and by the time it had reformed there was nothing left but regret for his continued existence and hate for the man who wore his brother’s face even though that man had done nothing wrong.

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