alyxwal:

va-lentine:

Carl Linnaeus - Floral clock, ‘Philosophia botanica’, 1751

soresus:

haha that’s a nice starry-eyed ambition you’ve got there buddy. sure hope the narrative doesn’t warp it into something ruthless and all-consuming

ladybokatankryze:

#Crowley is feeling comfortable and safe to be vulnerable when he is with Aziraphale, so he can take his sunglasses off #But he immediately puts the walls up and puts the sunglasses back on to hide his eyes the moment he feels that Aziraphale rejects him #Crowley was so brave to reveal his heart to Aziraphale but the moment he thinks Aziraphale doesn’t reciprocate his feelings, Crowley instantly hides his heart behind his sunglasses

stagegore:

a warm place

alicentsgf:

sorry you have to think a character is perfect to love them but that sounds boring i like my girls a little pathetic and mean

none of the new wlw content is speaking to me. I need a malec with lesbians

lastflowerofyourhouse:

funniest thing about my orpheus and euydice post is that i’ve seen multiple people now respond to it as if gideon is orpheus, when gideon is very obviously eurydice.

that’s the thing about gideon. she’s eurydice and she’s sleeping beauty and she’s the prince(ss) in the tower and she’s also a butch with a sword. when she has any degree of agency she loves to be the hero but when she’s trapped by outside forces she always ends up playing the damsel.

the obvious flip-side to this is that harrow has almost never really needed to be protected. she’s been victimized plenty, but she’s been very proactive in dealing with situations. she looks frail and bleeds from interesting places more than she really should, but she plays the hero. she’s orpheus walking into hell. she’s the prince discovering the glass coffin. and she might’ve been, but wasn’t, the hero come to save gideon from the tower.

this is very cool and interesting and should be incorporated into fantasy aus more often.

legallybrunettedotcom:

wish i was one of those women in vintage pulp horror art. tits out, drinking blood, bats around me, some scary castle in the background…