oceans tucked away in her hair

ao3: flowerflamestars

[sprucestairs]

perks of writing:

its fun

i can do literally whatever I want

cons of writing

i just forgot the word "passenger" and had to search for "cargo synonym referring to a person"

[theslowesthnery]

when someone is completely fucking wrong about your blorbo but you don't want to argue about what basically boils down to opinions about shit that doesn't matter so you just sit there like

"that guy's wrong tho"

[jun3buggz]

[clementine-kesh]

*producer about to make one of the worst seasons of television ever put to screen* surely writing purely in reaction to what the fans are saying on twitter will work out great for us this time

[scorpionlafemme]

God forbid a girl be both kind and full of rage.

[calcazars]

let it be known that i touch grass frequently and I’m still like this.

[thoodleoo]

reading about the participation of children in rituals as a form of play in ancient greece and came across an incredibly charming story from julius pollux's onomasticon where a flood prevented the adults from reaching a sanctuary to sacrifice a ram to heracles, and the children solved the problem by....sticking a bunch of sticks in an apple to give it "legs" and "horns" and offering it as a sacrifice instead. it's such a charming thought and i can perfectly picture kids these days also pretending at sacrificing an apple "goat" at recess

[thoodleoo]

catch me on the playground playing sacrifices

[likitesplit]

Art Deco bookends featuring Medieval ladies reading. 1920

Max Le Verrier.

[craig-h-stuart]

Library Table

Maker: Herter Brothers (German, active New York, 1864–1906)                Date:1879–82                                                                                     Geography: Made in New York, New York, United States 

[galaxyspeaking]

only there, on a bed of moss and grass would she allow her heart to rest.

[mollybeenoel]

[twinkwolf]

i can’t stop thinking about ilya clubbing circa 2011. diesel jeans, shitty prada button up, hair absolutely CRISPY with gel. cliff marleau on his left tricked out head to toe in ed hardy. cloud of fucking paco robanne in the booth. cîroc with a sparkler sticking out of the neck. “this my fucking song, marly!” and it’s david guetta’s ‘where them girls at.’ he’s so drunk, he’s so loud, he’s got the drips, he’s spent $2300 in two hours. no one knows he’s gonna be gay married in ten years. i have to cry!

[milksockets]

'pierre balmain "corset" evening dress in blue taffetta + gray-green velvet, c. 1951' in fifty years of fashion: new look to now - valerie steele (1997)

[omnia-mors-aequat-nstrwa]

Flags of the funeral procession "Memento Mori" (19th-20th centuries)

[wlw-whump]

I'm a BIG fan of low ranking characters suddenly thrust into a position of authority they're unprepared for. a young princess, too far down the line of succession to merit any training, forced onto the throne when her whole family dies in one attack. a lowly technician on a team who finds themself the defacto leader when a mission goes wrong and every single person above them is captured or killed. a group of strangers comes together for survival, and the only person with any assertiveness gets assigned a leadership role, even though they have no special skills. do these characters rise to the challenge and lead their respective groups to victory? do they crash and burn under the pressure so hard no one ever trusts them again? do they massively restructure their whole society because any system that puts them in charge can't be doing things right?

[kuttithevangu]

All fantasy authors wish they had a bigger bathtub in their house. You can tell by every bathing scene ever written into a fantasy novel

[larkandkatydid]

Knowing that Christopher Nolan has no idea of women’s inner lives AND that he knows his own happiness is completely reliant on his wife, who is also his boss, without whom he would be creatively and emotionally adrift, suggest that his marriage is this intensely spiritual, almost theological type of femdom. Not unlike the guy who defrauded Harvard with a fake “Jesus’ wife” papyrus less as a financial fraud than as an extension of his belief that his own wife, with whom he was in a femdom relationship, was the reincarnation of Mary Magdalene. But Nolan is, I guess, a more pagan iteration, in which Emma Thomas is like a puzzling oracle to whom her husband must keep making a variety of sacrifices to please. A sort of cargo cult femdom. I’m very happy for them both, to be clear.