It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior. So said the teachers of our childhood; and so say we to the children of the present day. All very judicious and proper, no doubt; but are such assertions supported by actual experience?
We are naturally disposed to love what gives us pleasure, and what more pleasing than a beautiful face — when we know no harm of the possessor at least?
A little girl loves her bird — Why? Because it lives and feels; because it is helpless and harmless? A toad, likewise, lives and feels, and is equally helpless and harmless; but though she would not hurt a toad, she cannot love it like the bird, with its graceful form, soft feathers, and bright, speaking eyes.
If a woman is fair and amiable, she is praised for both qualities, but especially the former, by the bulk of mankind: if, on the other hand, she is disagreeable in person and character, her plainness is commonly inveighed against as her greatest crime, because, to common observers, it gives the greatest offence; while, if she is plain and good, provided she is a person of retired manners and secluded life, no one ever knows of her goodness, except her immediate connections.
Others, on the contrary, are disposed to form unfavourable opinions of her mind, and disposition, if it be but to excuse themselves for their instinctive dislike of one so unfavoured by nature; and visa versa with her whose angel form conceals a vicious heart, or sheds a false, deceitful charm over defects and foibles that would not be tolerated in another.
They that have beauty, let them be thankful for it, and make a good use of it, like any other talent; they that have it not, let them console themselves, and do the best they can without it
—  Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm not the anon who asked about mythology but, what is rap?

Ah - this is actually quite interesting! I think your question has to do with the expression I used, ‘getting bad rap’? 

A bad rap is a phrase we use when we want to say that someone or something was on the receiving end of an unjust criticism, punishment, verdict, or opinion: New York City pigeons get a bad rap. But for every Woody Allen, who dismissed them onscreen as “rats with wings,” there’s a Nikola Tesla, who fell in love with a female bird that flew into his room at the St. Regis.The New Yorker

(The text above is taken from grammarly, which is an excellent source of answers and solutions to any English-related angst.)

So, well - so much for the expression, but the funny thing is that until very recently, I was absolutely, dead convinced it should have been spelled as ‘bad rep’, because I was young(er) and innocent and still believed English made some kind of sense. 

(See, I assumed ‘rep’, in that case, would be short for ‘reputation’. 

Which, come on - completely reasonable.

I don’t know what the folks who spell it ‘bad wrap’ have to say in their defence, though.)

Instead, ‘rap’ is the right spelling and also a mysterious word with murky connections to the criminal underbelly of language. Apparently, it’s been around since the Middle Ages as some kind of onomatopea - ie, the sound of a sharp blow (‘a rap on the knuckles’). In the late 1700s, for some reason it starts to be used specifically as ‘blame, responsibility’, and then from 1903 it has a direct connection to ‘criminal indictement’ (that’s how we got ‘rap sheet’). Also, to complicate matters even further, the same word - as a verb - is also found as a synonym for ‘to speak’ since the 1500s. As a term of British slang, it made its way to the US, found its popularity especially in the Caribbean and African-American communities, became a noun equivalent to ‘speech’ and finally the term for a new kind of music at some point in the 1970s:

“I was born in ‘72. Back then what rapping meant, basically, was you trying to convey something. You’re trying to convince somebody. That’s what rapping is, it’s in the way you talk.”

Delightfully, a rap was also a coin of little value in 18th century Ireland, which is why you still find (if you look very carefully) expressions such as, I don’t give a rap. I mean - I wouldn’t said ‘use it’, because it’s outdated and weird and possibly insanely regional and nobody will understand what you’re even saying, but isn’t it just lovely? Language never disappoints.


So, long story short, ended up making some pictures of human Proto, my rotg!Oc Pitchy Black and a young Seraphina for a Mafia AU 1920′s rp that others and myself are slowly working on. (and totally excited about).
I figured I could share my characters here, as I’m quite proud of them and still very happy with how they turned out (especially Pitchy)
With Proto and Pitchy being bodyguards to the Mafia boss, along with protecting the boss’s daughter.

PLEASE do not repost/claim credit or steal this image. If reblogging, do not remove my username and sight source. Thank you so very much!~<3

Hugo Simberg, The Garden of Death, 1896.



Thank you so much for the support! I’m honestly happy that this many people are interested in this blog! Running it has been a fun ride from the very beginning, and I don’t see it ending anytime soon. Also, I reached a moment right now in which I feel like I’m breaking through with my art style and process, and getting closer to what I want to do – so all the more reason to celebrate!!

- Mod

Update: now with a canon!Katsuki edit (x)


finally colored these proto!Katsuki and Yamikumo portraits from a couple months ago for practice! Under the cut: a one year improvement comparison with my first proto reference sheet.

Keep reading

“Still, it’s too much for me. Let’s eat together”.

“Like always”.

Happy birthday to @sugarmagic!! Thank you for providing content for this fandom, and for being supportive and inspirational!!

This is an unnofficial sequel to the valentine’s day comics (here)! Also, if you didn’t read Sugar’s katsuyami pocky day fanfic yet, do it now (x). It’s some hot stuff.

it’s really interesting how reconstructions of Proto-Indo-European have been used to figure out was Indo-European culture would have been like. For example: 

  • the reconstructed language has no word for king, but it does have a word for clan chieftain so it’s been theorized that Indo-Europeans were organized in small groups or clans
  • there is a word for daughter-in-law but none for son-in-law which suggests that women would have joined their husbands’ families after marriage
  • there are many words for animals and few for fruits, veggies, and grains suggesting a meat-based diet
  • the existence of words for snow and winter suggest Indo-Europeans lived in a more northern climate

but it’s important to note that “the absence of a word in the reconstructed proto-language is far less compelling evidence than the presence of a word: a lack of evidence it not itself sure evidence”*.

*notes from Old English and Its Closest Relatives: A Survey of the Earliest Germanic Languages by Orrin W. Robinson