between dreams

Night Triumphant & Stars Eternal

[chuwenjie]

It’s been an emotional week. I wanted to share this encounter I had with a very hateful man on the Pittsburgh bus because it reminds me that there are brave people in this world. Let’s all do everything we can to stand up for each other.

[hobwithluv]

im in philosophy and were talking about how you can doubt everything’s existence except for your own consciousness and the guy that sits in front of me just turns around tears streaming down his face and goes “i am on so many drugs”

[rosiethorns88]

Paper. There was so much paper. In celebration of A Court of Frost and Starlight release, I made a papercraft of the starfall scene from ACOMAF! This was a defining moment; not because of the awareness or longing, but laughter. It finally broke the year-long tension between these two – and all it took was some splattered star spirit to the face!

[ninenine-brooklyn]

[odinsblog]

Wow. Talk about attention to detail.

Video here: https://twitter.com/javi_draws/status/965260617790738432?s=21

[sculptedfromclay]

[kingdomkome21]

Do these quotes REALLY have anything to do with Wonder Woman?

[sculptedfromclay]

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[princelapine-deactivated2025031]

fake geek boys at it again

[witchinghour]

Winona Ryder & David Harbour Answer the Web’s Most Searched Questions

[witchinghour]

#if i have body issues i will imagine winona ryder yelling at me about it

[cardangreenbriar]

make me choose:

∟ @minyarrds requested: lucien or tamlin

You don’t hold on to power by being everyone’s friend. And among the faeries, lesser and High Fae alike, a firm hand is needed. We’re too powerful, and too bored with immortality, to be checked by anything else

[faefeyredarling]

“persephone sits in a courtroom dress as green as summer trees her lipstick red as blood her golden crown sits on the table and hermes stares her down “did you eat the seeds of your own free will?” a dagger fashioned into a question hades flinches, front-row seat; thanatos his defense attorney demeter straightens in the audience a flower blooms in her sun-browned hair her curls a halo round her daughter’s face and persephone smiles “i did.” shocked gasps in the courtroom the jury whispers amongst themselves deities, spirits, nymphs, and ghosts all here to judge the king of hell “why?” persephone looks into her husband’s eyes lord and lady, king and queen she takes her crown and settles it upon her summer curls “centuries ago,” she says, every word a titan-sized whisper, “i was only a girl. look at me now.” persephone stands in a courtroom and hades smiles for here, she is a queen”

— olympus v. hades | m.j. | commission a poem (via astoriamalfoys)

[clintbartons]

Mostly Harmless,  Douglas Adams

[faefeyredarling]

“And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh there you are. I’ve been looking for you.’”

— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via fahggot)

[railroadsoftware]

friendly reminder that the age of technology is coming to an end and a new age of blood magic and dark rituals will take its place

[lordsnaccs-deactivated20181230]

Honestly? Its about time.

[faefeyredarling]

“i. Hermes comes to you first, on a rest stop somewhere between Argentine and Peru. He speaks a Spanish full of shhs, but it’s the wings that catch your eye. You’ve never seen anyone look so silly. He doesn’t even try to warn you away, just clicks his heels together and says, “No going back now, cariño.” ii. Maybe you expected Hecate next, but there are no more crossroads from here. You get Aphrodite in an empty parking lot, which is not much of a surprise. You’ve always known love and lust to come in the quiet, in the dangerous. “Trying to find me?” she asks, all mouth, “Or trying to get away from them?” You have no time for her games. iii. Athena slides into your booth and steals one of your fries. McDonald’s has never been a favorite, but you both have other things to consider. “I thought you were going to grow up better,” she grimaces at the watered down soda, then at the state of your clothes. “So did I,” you answer, “but life happens.” She lifts an eyebrow, and the world flickers. You see history in her eyes, blood and sorrow in her hands. It’s the epitome of survival, of all you never knew how to become. “That’s a poor man’s excuse.” iv. It’s Hestia who welcomes you back. She waits in the middle of your old room, as the clock shines 3am red against her skin. She takes your hands, and the heat seeps into the stiffness of your fingers. “I knew you would come home.” She looks like your sister, which is easier; your sister always understood leaving, always had the same restlessness coursing just underneath her skin. “The world won’t give you peace,” she explains, maybe a little too late. “You’re taking the fear with you.””

— Tiny stories in between [or the way to getting over yourself], written for @inkstay‘s DareToWrite Challenge. (via ibuzoo)

[faefeyredarling]

“You say you’re proud of me, of what you made. It sounds strange, like a forest fire taking credit for the things that grew from the ashes.”

— I AM (in spite, not because) | j.r. (via svcredstars)

[hotcommunist-deactivated2019032]

late to work

my boss: why are you late again this is the fifth time

me: oh I was down by the stream, wailing and pining for my changeling wife who isn’t due back in our realm for a month. yknow, just lashing the water with my hands and thinking about how if I drowned and was picked clean by birds, my skeleton would eventually be indistinguishable from pieces of river buffed stone

my boss: please stop listening to hozier

[usbdongle-deactivated20200531]

having parents that were really angry and petty and abusive when you were young is weird, because it makes part of you grow up to want to be kind, to generate good things, to be a source of peace and wellbeing for others; but it makes another part of you grow up to be quick, and sharp, and spiteful, and that’s always the part that shows itself first in a hard situation, so it’s a struggle between your hateful gut reactions and your wish to not add any more misery to the world. it’s a hard balance, and the people who really, really know me - i know they see that anger flash in my eyes before i quiet it, if i quiet it…i want to overcome years of conditioning, and with gentle, constant force, i know i’ll mellow it. it just takes time.

[frostedpuffs]

iM???? kkshd;bgdjsmmsnd;sn;

[threshie]

An orc wrote this.

[nameless-inklings]

An orc who knows how to treat a lady