on wings that broke

and broke again

[juilletdeux]

[wings-that-broke]

laughing virgin

[bloodlessxrose]

“I wish the hound were here”

(x)

[meditationsinwonderland]

There is no academy where you can learn to be yourself; there is no line manager slowly urging you toward the correct answer. You are midwife to yourself, and will give birth to yourself, over and over, in dark rooms, alone.

Caitlin Moran, How to Build a Girl (via cafetoile)

[sanssa-archive]

I could keep you safe. They’re all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.

edit request meme: a song of ice and fire / game of thrones + favorite scene → sansan // requested by @jeyne

[blood--in--the--water]

☪ Embrace of the Shadowby MariaPetrova

[silenceformysoul]

Konstantin Flavitsky - The Tarakanova princess, 1864

[silenceformysoul]

James Jebusa Shannon (1862-1923) - Lady Marjorie Manners, 1906

All great and precious things are lonely.

[wings-that-broke]

John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via books-n-quotes)

[grabbelton]

Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs and honor those whom they have slain.

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from ‘The Brothers Karamazov’ (via literatuer)

[melisica]

[meiselr]

Poetry Inspiration Moodboards | constellations

I carry a body full of secrets and my bones align the universe within me.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I waited too long for you. I will devour you, love you into flame,…

H.D., fromCollected Poems: 1912-1944; “A Dead Priestess Speaks,” (via xshayarsha)

[dappermouth]

s u b u r b a n // c u r s e 

[wings-that-broke]

@fancyarousal

[thewinedarksea]

A-Z Gods Challenge | C - Cernunnos

[unrealunearths]

Her hair was a rich autumn auburn, her eyes a deep Tully blue. Grief had given her a haunted, vulnerable look; if anything, it had only made her more beautiful.  ♡

[wings-that-broke]

the wedding: expectations v reality

[clarkegrifin-archive]

myth moodboard » athena

Her battle cry echoes across bloody fields in time to slashing steel. When she joins the ranks, blood streaming across her skin as easily as sweat, she leads the surge of army against army. Brave, the soldiers mutter as they spot her in armor, killing her way across the battlefield. Genius, they say when her battle prowess leads the army to devour her enemies whole. She holds worship in one hand and fear in the other, for all know that those who dare defy her will meet an unhappy end.