aut viam inveniam aut faciam.

I’m a walking contradiction. My name is Taylor Leigh. Call me Tayyoops. I’m a dreamer, a person who makes her life out of chaos- and hope. Mavis is my shinning star, guiding me forever home. 052417 “Aut viam invenian aut faciam”- I’ll find a way or I’ll make one. Never fear the darkness. ✨ Never fear the dark. ✨

[writing-prompt-s]

You always got strange looks whenever you fed the neighborhood ravens. “I give them food, they give me company,” you’d say. One day, a raven excitedly comes up to you and whispers, “A neighbor plots against you, my lord.”

[tayyoops]

I haven’t posted in….forever.

Not much has changed.

I’m still….sad, depressed, wanting to leave, wondering what the point of this all is.

And no one…cares.

See? Nothing has changed.

[catchymemes]

[todaysbird]

this american crow is silver in appearance due to a genetic mutation known as leucism. frequently mistaken for albinism, which is a complete lack of melanin, leucistic animal retain some pigment; they may have lighter coloration overall, or they may have a ‘piebald’ appearance with lighter coloration on only some portions of the body. leucism can be detrimental to birds, as melanin is important for both eyesight and feather structure; leucistic birds may have poor vision and weak, easily breakable feathers. however, some birds make it to adulthood and lead full lives - it appears this individual even raised offspring.

[vinnuf]

rewatched spirited away last week so i doodled up a lil hakuu

im lov him

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[tayyoops]

I hope you have a nice day!

:)

[wyld-magik]

How to Pronounce the Sabbats

How to Pronounce the Sabbats

Samhain (31 Oct) – Irish Gaelic for “summer’s end.” The standard Irish pronunciation is “sow-in” with the “ow” like in “cow.“ Other pronunciations that follow with the many Gaelic dialects include "sow-een” “shahvin” “sowin” (with “ow” like in “glow”). The Scots Gaelic spelling is “Samhuin” or “Samhuinn.” There is no linguistic foundation for saying this word “samhane” the way it might look if it were English. When in doubt, just say “Hallows” or even “Hallowe'en.” Yule (21 Dec) – Norse for “wheel.” It’s pretty much pronounced just like it looks, although if you want to make a stab at a Scandinavian sound, it’ll be more like “yool” and less like “yewl." This is the winter solstice. Imbolg/Imbolc (1 Feb) – Irish Gaelic for "in the belly.” Pronounce this one “IM-bullug” or “IM-bulk” with a guttural “k” on the end. Other names include Candlemas; Brighid (pronounced “breed”), who is the Irish goddess whose festival this is; and Oimelc (pronounced EE-mulk), which means “ewe’s milk” in Scots Gaelic. Ostara (21 Mar) – Saxon name for a maiden goddess of spring, loosely connected to Astarte and Ishtar. This one’s easy – "o-STAHR-uh.“ Other names include Eostre (say "OHS-truh” or "EST-truh”). This is the spring equinox. Beltane/Bealtaine (30 April/ 1 May) – Irish Gaelic for either “fires of Bel” or “bright fires.” If you want to try it in Gaelic, you can say “bee-YAWL-tinnuh” or “BELL-tinnuh.” Unlike Samhain, this word can within the linguistic structure of its language of origin be pronounced like it looks – “BELL-tane” – without totally abandoning its original construction. Other names are Walpurgisnacht (vawl-PUR-gis-nahkt) and May Day. Litha (21 Jun) – Norse or Anglo-Saxon for “longest day.“ You can say this one just like it looks, or you can try for a Scandinavian sound and say "leetha” with the “th” more like a “t." This is the summer solstice. Lughnasadh/Lunasa or Lammas (1 Aug) – The first is Irish Gaelic for "festival of Lugh” (a major Irish deity); the second is Anglo-Saxon for “festival of the loaves” (“hlaf-mass”). Don’t panic at that spelling; the second (which is modern Irish as opposed to old Irish) tells you all you need to know. Say “LOO-nah-sah.” (Some people maintain that the Scots dialect says it “LOO-nah-soo.”) Lammas is just like it looks, “LAH-mus.” Mabon (21 Sep) – This is believed to be a form of the Welsh word for “son.” Therefore, it would probably be pronounced “MA-bon" with the "a” like in “mass.” However, most Wiccans and pagans say "MAY-bon.“ This is the autumn equinox.

[writing-prompt-s]

You are the first ever completely ethical vampire: you post the terms and conditions of trespassing, make it clear in the memo that said people are subject to be fed on… You can safely say that humanity’s stupidity has kept you alive for thousands of years.

[everythingfox]

[prokopetz]

Fan theory with poor textual support: The protagonists of most Studio Ghibli movies are dead and the films take place in purgatory.

Fan theory with good textual support: Most Studio Ghibli movies take place on a planet that has roughly 70% of our Earth’s gravity.

[lexislost]

I wish people didn’t think silence was awkward, just enjoy it. Not every space has to be filled with words.

[thebookquotes]

“Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who can understand what we are saying in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved.”

— Alain de Botton, Essays in Love

[tayyoops]

Or, are we not wholly alive until we love?

[titlecard]

I’m going to put my paws together and pray that you’re not serious!

JIJI in KIKI’S DELIVERY SERVICE 1989 | dir. hayao miyazaki.

[just-shower-thoughts]

Thanks to the aging potion fiasco in Goblet of Fire, George Weasley actually got to see his brother grow old.

[trauma-aquarium]

This hits so hard. Why just-shower-thoughts why??

[nagisa-cchi]

sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏ ɢʜɪʙʟɪ’s ʜᴇʀᴏᴇs

[violetwolfraven]

So I just had a thought

What if supernatural creatures don’t exist anymore? What if they did once, but through the years, they slowly mixed in with humans?

You can see the blood of fairies in the way a ballet dancer hovers in mid air before he or she hits the ground. You can see it in the way that middle school girl never forgets when someone makes her a promise. You can see it in how that one little boy in the kindergarten class seems more comfortable in the forest on that field trip than the others.

You can see the blood of dryads in hikers who never trip over roots. You can see it in that suburban grandmother never lets any of her garden die. You can see it in that one kid who climbs a tree faster than his friends, barely looking at the branches as he goes.

You can see the blood of naiads in the way a professional swimmer seems to command the water to help them. You can see it in how a cross country runner needs a water break more often than his teammates. You can see it in the way that one girl in your class always has a water bottle on her desk.

You can see the blood of mermaids in a surfer who can be tossed around underwater for a long time without drowning. You can see it in a teenage boy who doesn’t have to pretend to be unbothered by the pressure when he races his friends to the bottom of a swimming pool. You can see it in the little girl who wades into every stream she sees on a hike without quite knowing why.

You can see the blood of sirens in people who never have a problem with getting people to date them. You can see it in that soprano who can hit notes most of her fellows can only dream of. You can see it in the camp counselor who all the straight girls have a crush on, who can play guitar and sing better than any of the others.

You can see the blood of shapeshifters in the way an actor adjusts their personality to become their character with scary accuracy. You can see it in the subconscious, barely noticeable changes a tween girl’s eyes make to match her outfit better. You can see it in the way you always lose that one friend in a crowd if you’re not careful, because he’s just too good at blending in.

People who carry the blood of werewolves don’t change with the full moon anymore, but you can still see it in the way your best friend always knows something is wrong, though even they don’t know they’re smelling the changes in your body chemistry. You can see it in the way that one guy always seems to eat more than the reasonable amount of red meat at an all-you-can-eat buffet. You can see it in the way that one werido never has a problem when the teacher turns off the lights before a PowerPoint presentation because her eyes adjust quicker and better than yours.

The blood of supernatural creatures may have mostly faded away. But if you look closely, you can still see it.

[trauma-aquarium]

idk if angels/demons count but lemme rant:

People who carry the blood of angels are so damn obvious. You can see it in the way they’re always glowing, in the way the sunlight falls on their hair or face and they literally shine. It’s in the way they look so ethereal sometimes that you can’t use a word other than ‘angel’ to describe them. It’s the way their souls are just as pure- they’re so compassionate and kind, you wish you were close.

You can also see the blood of demons- but it’s not necessarily always bad. It’s the mischief in their eyes that never leaves. It’s the smirk that makes your hair raise. It’s their incredibly smooth talking, the power to convince you to do things you wouldn’t otherwise, their love for thrill and danger, the fear you feel when they are angry and their eyes turn dark. We categorize all evil with demons but they aren’t necessarily evil- they’re smooth. They have the ability to blend. They have the ability to deceive, and it’s not always bad.

Then there are the fallen angels- and oh, these are the most dangerous ones. Just the way they carry themselves, the way they speak with a smile on their face and mischief in their eyes, the way their lips curl into a devilish smile while they look like an angel- they are the real deal. They are unpredictable and chaotic, and you can’t help but fall in love with that. They’ll be feeding kittens one second and planning to burn the world down (hypothetically) the other second, and you laugh it off but the glint in their eyes tell you that if they wanted to, they could. And that’s what’s so dangerous and attractive about them.

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Masao Yamamoto :: From the series Kawa=Flow (clockwise): Untitled # 1683 / 1637 / 1673 / 1672 source Yancey Richardson | more [+] by this photographer

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