#asteriea

[m-c-gs-storyblog]

So this week I haven't been able to write the latest chapter of Slaying the Dragoness

So I decided to make a map of the land of Asteriea and give yall some creative freedoms to suggest names for villages and towns.

Don't be shy now and really have some fun with it. Some names may even be picked for towns in the book.

[feliticysmoak]

mythology moodboard: MEDUSA

“punished by Heavens to charm and destroy, everything she glazes upon turns to stone”

~ (requested by @alienor-romanova)

[phantohms]

how to be a ghost in your own skin: watch the one you love slowly forget about you, until you are no more than a distant memory

graveyard of the living // s.g.

[miklteas]

Love was born on the night before the frost settled over new york city. It was the fog that coated the rosy pink of the sky a hazy, damp blue. whisking away the subtle promise of a spring fling from the more young, impressionable, girls. It was a squealing child, a scar of countless hands that pledged mended hearts to bleeding souls. before landing on dewy grass, crying to the teenage jealousy. and flying off, to start again.

love in new york (j.d)

[tartts]

You have such beautiful eyes— I love the coldness in them.

Excerpt of Two Wicked Courts, a future novel

[inkedpoet]

i am clawing at the light. (it learns to bleed quietly.)

excerpts from my diary, once upon a time, so did i

[hunters-schafer]

the secret history + quotes, part four out of ?

[blurrifies]

pretty is a word that belongs to girls with bright smiles and locks golden like the sun and skin pale like the moon and the universe in their eyes. who could swallow the sun and nobody would even blink. pretty fits in the dimples that curve in the side of her cheek. pretty belongs to the magic of midday, a warm hand curling around your wrist and a fluttering pulse.

beautiful is a word that belongs to girls with hair in choppy bits and lips that rarely quirk up and anxiety that bubbles up behind their throat. beauty is etched into her ebony skin, her long nose, her acne scars. we whisper secrets into the curls of her hair, and it’s like the world stops when she laughs. beauty is the muscles in her arms, flexing as she pumps her wheelchair.

loveliness is a word traced in elegant lines over plump legs, a lingering mark on the side of her glasses. it’s the ambition in her eyes, what would make you gladly be another brick if only so that she can make her castle. loveliness is for princesses, queens, visionaries, stars, girls, girls, girls.

- girls | a. graham

[czernys]

“Each flower was given with love and so I dried, bunched and hung them, to always remember I was loved”

[babyangelmel]

https://youtu.be/Rn_9Dg_Q7yg

[kafkasdiariies]

City Moodboards:

Welcome to Paris 

for Ania

[danwilds]

six of crows by leigh bardugo 

(insp)

[phantohms]

do the stars fall the same as we do?

they fall harder // s.g.

[andruwminyrd]

118 misc icons. 200x200. like/reblog if saving/using/or generally just likes them, thank you ♡

includes: fall inspired & taylor hill, requested by anonymous & blanca padilla requested by @tartts. + others celeb (like dua lipa, zoey deutch, kat mcnamara, natalia dyer ++)

[tartts]

“there was a golden heaviness about her face, to look upon it was like watching honey drop slowly from a spoon...” (x)

[inkmagician]

Sorry for all the things I said when I thought you weren’t listening. Sorry for all the things I didn’t say when you were.

excerpt from LOVE LETTERS TO GHOSTS by Arlen C.