okay so, in an attempt to jumpstart my half - dead writing muse –––––– like this and i will slither into your im’s to plot!
taylor price
h

@theartofmadeline
tumblr dot com
Game of Thrones Daily
AnasAbdin
ojovivo
Misplaced Lens Cap

Origami Around
Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

Kiana Khansmith
Not today Justin
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
noise dept.
Sade Olutola

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Jules of Nature
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
seen from Guatemala

seen from United States
seen from Romania
seen from Senegal
seen from United States
seen from Senegal
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Maldives
seen from United States
seen from Peru
seen from Türkiye
@romnae
okay so, in an attempt to jumpstart my half - dead writing muse –––––– like this and i will slither into your im’s to plot!
romnae:
I AM OFTEN ASKED WHAT I AM, as if my bones are a crypt of an undiscovered myth. as if they had never seen anything like me before. i always answer this: i am the blood of gods and monsters, the scion of torch and sword. the strength of a hundred men, and the fall of a giant. i am a woman, and i am a legion.
independent reyna ramírez - arellano of the heroes of olympus series. post - canon. private, temp. dash - only.
things i think about at 6am: the fact that the empowerment process goes both ways, and how reyna receives everyone’s fears and anxieties in the same way everyone else receives her strength, and how painful and exhausting and damn near traumatizing that must be, receiving that influx of heightened emotion so suddenly, and yet she soldiers on
girls don’t like boys, girls like swords.
ichormyth.
takes the hand in hers, a strong grip. it takes a couple of seconds at most, before gwendolyn lowers her hand back to her side. hazel eyes observe the camp of the romans behind her, surprised by how different everything looked than what she was used to. she shifts her gaze back to reyna, an imploring expression on her face. ❝ roman & greek camps sure look different. ❞
she pivots right as the other does, quick - footed and straight - backed as she is wont to with all things, setting trenchant gaze upon her own camp. reyna wonders –––– and not for the first time –––– what a tenderfoot would see, and allows pride to tug her mouth into something vaguely simpering. ❛❛ they are, aren’t they? ❜❜ a nigh - indistinct tilt of the head, and booted feet begin a languid wandering. ❛❛ if you look hard enough, though, you’ll see that there are many similar aspects. i find it almost poetic –––– a representation of what it means to be roman and greek. ❜❜
Adria Arjona photographed by Lauren Dukoff for Vanity Fair
ichormyth.
❝ sometimes i feel the same way. ❞ a careful look shot towards the other, having heard stories about the praetor of the twelfth legion. a bloody but heroic legacy followed her. there was respect visible in her features, though. reyna was an inspiration to her & all other girls who came to know of her. ❝ no, we haven’t. i’m gwendolyn leclair. it’s a pleasure to meet you. ❞
the fledgling branches of mirth tug a corner of mouth heavenward for a ninth of a moment. bladed gaze sieves and studies, watches the demigodess stand with an innate luminosity she’s seen among her brethren. a commonality, she muses, and rather unsurprising –––––– sun scions are birthed from that which repels penumbras. a hand extends, exceedingly polite. ❛❛ reyna. the pleasure is all mine. ❜❜
a concept: the most feared woman in the twelfth legion fulminata is actually .. . .. . . 5 ‘ 4 .
❛❛ there are too many of you. ❜❜ in lieu of a more socially acceptable salutation, she speaks with trenchant amusement belied by arched brow and barely twitching mouth. warrior’s ease permits the steady swing of gilded spear, arriving at repose upon the sinew of one shoulder. ❛❛ i don’t think we’ve been acquainted yet. ❜❜ / @ichormyth .
i’m currently making icons & doing drafts on elsa, but –––––––– consider this a starter call !
i’m currently making icons & doing drafts on elsa, but –––––––– consider this a starter call !
I AM OFTEN ASKED WHAT I AM, as if my bones are a crypt of an undiscovered myth. as if they had never seen anything like me before. i always answer this: i am the blood of gods and monsters, the scion of torch and sword. the strength of a hundred men, and the fall of a giant. i am a woman, and i am a legion.
independent reyna avíla ramírez - arellano of the heroes of olympus series. post - canon. private, temp. dash - only.
My shoulders are always so tense. Maybe it’s because I’ve convinced myself that the weight of the world is upon them.
Daren Colbert (via wnq-writers)
PSA for this blog that I most certainly DO want my muse to suffer. I want my muse to have BAD EXPERIENCES. I don’t want just that fluffy shit here & no pain. No, I want my muse’s experience to be as realistic as possible. Hardships, I’m down for toxic stuff, too. I don’t know bout other people. Just, bad experiences. I want someone to hurt my muse physically, mentally, or emotionally. I want my muse to experience trouble, the hard things in life. Life isn’t all sunshine & rainbows. Think about the character development for your muse & mine?
I want action in my muse’s life. I want my muse to learn lessons. Reasons as to why my muse won’t do something anymore/is reluctant about things. I want my muse to discover things. Invade my muse’s personal space. You aren’t bugging me, what on earth? No, honey. I want this stuff for my muse. I want my muse to struggle with things. Like I said, I want my muse to have an experience that’s as realistic as possible. Real life isn’t a bowl of cherries, there’s a lot of shit people face all the time. I’m totally & completely open to your ideas, especially if they’re in that range of giving my muse a hard time. Do it. JUST– DO IT. Don’t let our dreams be dreams.
thousand eyes — of monsters and men
Well, I’ve got thick skin and an elastic heart, But your blade it might be too sharp