...it's what this book is about

hinataelyontoph  asked:

Oh cool! So how do you go about figuring out the astro charts? Do you start with looking for the sign that would most suit their personality and go from there? Asking because it's been a very interesting concept that I've seen in some of your works and I want to learn more about it

To start off, I’m by no means an astrology expert. I got buddies that are goddamn wizards with astrology that see something like this and can read it like book:

I don’t understand a thing when looking at this chart (aside from the labels in the left box), so my astro knowledge is shallow af. 

As for finding moon and ascendant signs, I just…pick what works and is fitting for the character. If its for fantasy characters I don’t take the time to see if I can physically make a working chart. Sometimes I don’t even start with their sun signs. I could start with just knowing they’re a leo mars and a gemini moon. If I want to make a working chart, then its a lot of sitting in calculators and patiently inputting different dates and times and years until I get the combinations I want. Sometimes its fun tho to only know what I want a few signs to be and then see what the rest of the chart fills in as and roll with it. 

In the end tho, astro charting is just a fun exercise that helps me with character building. It matters just as much as it does in real life, which is not at all. If it doesn’t work perfectly its not the end of the world.

UHH so lately ive been having a lot of nostalgia for the warrior cats fandom (or i guess just warriors in english?) and i decided to redraw my fav character.

This is Gorsepaw, i dont think anyone really remembers him and to be honest its a really odd pick for a fav chraracter since he literally doesnt do anything but it cant be helped.

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anonymous asked:

honestly im p worried about maia in terms of simon bc the writers will probably still push that clary angst and what about maia and her feelings??? like its obvious that simaia is wayyyy more healthy than climon but like.... i dont know we'll get it. and that makes me so sad.

agreed, esp by the books of whats happening in 2x08 they’re getting close again and that’s messing w/ maia’s feelings just for cl/mon’s sake? the whole scene where maia gives simon advice about clary is trash because it’s all about clary and simon and not about maia’s feelings at all lmao. pairings w/ a white character are always favoured than non white m/f relationships, why are we surprised

anonymous asked:

genji mccree and reaper from the overatch asks!

  • Genji: Any body modifications you want but are too scared to get?
  • McCree: What’s your #1 guilty pleasure?
  • Reaper: Tell us about an embarrassing middle school/high school phase.

genji: snake bite piercings and a tattoo, cause idk what id get and where id get it but i kinda want a Worgen/Forsaken symbol on my arm 

mccree: Toddlers and Tiaras. its a really good show leave me alone

reaper: fuck i used to really hate girls that dressed up and put on makeup and thought i was better for liking books and drawing throughout middle school. 

meinesterne  asked:

Serious: #3; silly #14. Intrusive questions.

HI MY DARLING <3  okay! whats your favorite/least favorite quality about yourself; why

my favorite AND least favorite quality about myself is my ability to make literally any situation ridiculously sexual at any and all times i’m a perverted monster who can never be stopped

real answer: my least favorite quality is my anxiety. it’s really the worst and it has made a lot of things hard for me.  

whats your most bizarre pet peeve

omfg as a bookseller literally my biggest pet peeve of my LIFE is someone calling my store to yell loudly in my ear “DO Y’ALL BUY BOOKS” 

a close runner up is the question: “i’m looking for a …. um…. for a book? do you like …. have a place for like …. looking up a book? i don’t know what its called or what its about or the author. it’s blue.” 


The Night Court’s inner circle 


I drew this as a print for SLO in Beijing (although I can’t be there *SADFACE*). Merry Christmas!

reblog if u ARE the new librarian, u SUPPORT the new librarian, or u want OLD PEOPLE to get OFF FACEBOOK

  • <p> <b>Person:</b> what is your obsession with gay ships and lgbt+ community in general? Like its pretty weird how you make such a big deal when there is a cannon gay couple or character in a book or movie.<p/><b>Me:</b> well, I'm just really happy that it's becoming normal for them ya know. Also all we ever read about and see are heterosexual relationships and people, I like variety. Like I've read so many straight love stories and I like that it's getting changed up.<p/><b>Me on the inside:</b> lol it's cuz I'm hella gay.<p/></p>
This is how your life slowly fades to grey. You drive to school or work in the morning when it’s still dark, not paying attention to the sun that creeps onto the horizon, touching the sky with its soft fingertips, turning it from pink to blue because you’re too worried about what this day will bring. There’s this girl that asks you a million questions and you wonder why she can’t give you some space. But you refuse to see that she doesn’t leave your side because she admires you and wishes she was a bit more like you. There’s the boy that holds the door open for you and picks up the pen you dropped but you only roll his eyes at him, not in the mood for anyone’s company. There are nagging doubts scratching your mind’s surface, voices screaming inside your head and you hear them, ignoring the gentle words from people around you. From your friends. From your family. You brush off your best friend’s advice, knowing she’s been here all your life so why could she be gone tomorrow? Truth is: everything we know and everything we take for granted could be gone within the blink of an eye. Everything we saw today can be different by tomorrow. Erased, vanished, like it was never there in the first place, or it could’ve left footprints, scattered remains to remind us of what we have lost. So darling, if I can give you some advice: please don’t take anything for granted, ever. Don’t stop being grateful. And don’t, please don’t stop seeing and appreciating the different shades and colours that make our life what it is, the midnight blue of sadness, the fiery red of love, the deep green of hope and the bright yellow of happiness.
—  don’t let it all fade away / n.j.

I fucking love Gothic architecture so much. Gross demons and judgy saints hunching everywhere. Pointed arches and carved foliage. Fucking gargoyles and shit. Setting up the guttering so that the devil can vomit water on you. High cross-rib vaulting. This weird blend of the organic and the demonic in stone. All those oppressive geometrical patterns, the spikes and thorns, the monotony of it all, the way it’s such a precise miracle of engineering meant to raise you up to the glory of God but it’s so heavy and earthy that it drags you to hell simultaneously. It’s the perfect blend of the beautiful and the ghastly, the heavenly and the demonic, glorifying God with its high spires and condemning man with its enclosed vaults and I can never get enough of it.

  • A Ravenclaw pumped up on six cups of highly sugared coffee, a five hour energy, and three packs of skittles: listen man I can tell you 43 different types of birds and every feasible fact about the book I'm reading but if I have to name one more goddamn constellation I'm shoving this star chart up Galileo's ass

The Orangery

What is it about front gates that makes them enchanting and enticing all at once? Perhaps it’s their “vedo-non-vedo” quality, which allows passersby to peek in and catch a glimpse of the treasures within. Or is it perhaps, that I end up fantasising about flower and herb gardens, whilst sipping a hot cuppa and reading a good book on a rocking chair, with a kitten on my lap? 

I can’t help myself. When I see a high, ornate, wrought iron gate, I simply have to linger a little longer. (Apologies for the alliteration. It wasn’t planned.) After all, a front gate, is like a second front door, yet it allows people like me to experience much more than its timber counterpart affords. 

So, what is it about front gates? Even if they can’t be seen? 

Hal-Balzan, Malta

  • Gryffindor: What do you want for Christmas?
  • Ravenclaw: Socks.
  • Gryffindor: Really? You don't want some eccentric book about hippogriffs or something?
  • Ravenclaw: It's hard to read until three am when your feet are cold.
  • Gryffindor: Okay...
  • Ravenclaw: And I already asked Hufflepuff for a book on the intricacies of Bundimuns.
  • Gryffindor: The intricacies of- nevermind, just nevermind.

ya lit meme: 3/10 series/books ⇒ the book thief by markus zusak

I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn’t already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.



Maybe the most inexplicable video on the internet. What can I say? No seriously- what can I honestly fucking say about what you’re seeing here? It’s like an alien being from another galaxy saw The Simpsons air once and tried to re-create it (right down to calling it “Bart The General,” an old episode title, rather than calling it “The Simpsons”). This is THAT part of YouTube at its most surreal. But you have to hand it to them- Toadfish may be the most compelling character this show has had in years. And if you get in his good books, he can be a nice guy.

one day at the musain

jehan asks all the amis about their favourite greek myth, and everyone just there putting their little two cents in with their why’s and how’s and what that particular myth has taught them etc
and then its grantaire’s turn and he’s like “icarus.” and then he’s silent for a beat, letting everyone wonder why it could be icarus (something about him regularly putting himself in danger??? alcohol, maybe?)
and then he sighs, longingly looks at enjolras who is concentrating on a book a few tables away, and says “because I, too, want to fuck the sun”

(enjolras looks up at the uproar of laughter that follows, looking mildly distraught, because he might not be very good at science but this seems to him like quite the alarming statement)