Day: November 12, 2017

mythsandmonsters:

“Aye, the world ain’t never been simple, as much as mortals might wanna believe otherwise. That’s why so many of them can’t handle the truth and why folks like us can’t just walk around as free as them without being hunted for it. Damn shame, if you ask me. Still, maybe they’ll learn to accept things in time, but I won’t hold my breath until they at least can sort themselves out over hating each other based on skin colour and who they love.”

He had a point and she merely shrugged before nodding. “Sort of makes the little pockets we’ve dug out for ourselves all the more worth protecting in the long run.” Cocking her head to the side slightly so she could look up at him, she smiled. “Come on then, no use standing around here when your daughter is waitin’ to see you.”

ibiprofen:

sophianwa:

alexbelvocal:

kimreesesdaughter:

The year is 2018. Your bills are on autopay. You just got paid and you still have $1200 from the last check. When you want something, you buy it without moving money around. Your credit cards are paid off. You and your friends have 2 international trips planned and paid for this year. Your parents are in great health and you’re able to help if they need anything. You love your job. Your desired creative career is falling into place and you get to take your little cousins to Six Flags and Universal Studios over the Summer. Your relationships are healthy and supportive. All of the toxic energy from the past 6 years is gone. You going to concerts, eating good across the states and your crib has art and warmth throughout. 2018 is going to be so good to you.

In Jesus name Amen 🙏🏾

I claim it this will happen to me 

🙌🏾

@ofviolentdeath

foxofthewildhunt:

“Thanks, think something familiar’ll do us good, right kit? I can make your favorites.” 

“But she said we could have waffles, I really want waffles.” Pleading big brown puppy dog eyes looked straight at Cord. “Can you cook them? He makes them with potatoes and they’re really gross. Please?”  

“Potatoes? Who the hell makes waffles with potatoes?” the demon balked, clearly horrified by the mere idea of that. “You want some chocolate chips in them waffles?”