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Mars Signs

Aries: Like a warrior ready for battle. Aries Mars is a placement with an abundance of energy. Sometimes when these people can’t use the energy productively, it can channel into anger, frustration, and impatience. Aries Mars needs something physical to release their energy. Aries Mars is fierce and knows what they want and how to get it. They’re always looking for the next thrill/adventure. A great person to travel with.

Taurus: A TRUE romantic. Loves love, even when they don’t want to admit it. I don’t see these people as the hook-up types, but that’s only looking at the mars sign. A very chill and laid back vibe. Probably knows some good movies to snuggle to. A GREAT cuddler. They’re stubborn and will stick up for their loved ones until the end. These beings are so full of love and compassion. Don’t hurt them and ruin them!!!

Gemini: The talker! A great socializer, makes friends easily. Loves attention, but attention only. These natives aren’t for the long term unless you’re someone special. Gemini Mars rules the twins, so they give off different vibes to certain people. All in all, these people are laid back and fun, but they know when they need to act professional. If you want to charm these people be confident :)

Cancer: Cancer mars are such sunflowers. I love this placement. But cancer mars can blow things out of proportion due to their sensitivity. Their auras are so nurturing and motherly, and they would thrive if they realized that not everyone i out to get them. Truly kind people. They love so much when they find the right person. Great taste in music and has a simple, chic style.

Leo: Fierce, feisty. A confident beauty that gets what they want. They love attention like Gemini, but they love love as well. This placement can be hard to handle in a relationship because they can be self-centered if they feel like their being attacked. Very sensitive. Wants to do things and wants to help people, can be extremely genuine and kind if the chart allows it.

Virgo: Laid back on the outside, anxious on the inside. These people come off as a go with the flow type but they really just wanna do what everyone’s doing and not cause issues. They are critical and notice everything. Surprisingly, with their timid nature, they are great in bed. Lowkey nerds that are really smart in what they enjoy.

Libra: The Peace-maker! These people hate confrontation and they hate making others feel sad. They ARE NOT pushovers because they will fight for what they believe in. They love love as well, but they need someone really special to stick with, because they fall fast and hard, but they fall out of love quickly too. These natives are great talkers, I love these cuties :) Can have a chaotic mindset if things get too overwhelming, just breathe!

Scorpio: I love this placement :’) everyone thinks scorpio mars is big and scary, which can be true if you cross them, but they are so loyal if you just listen to them and be compassionate. They are actually pretty gentle like a cancer mars, but they have a front because they can’t take anymore hurt. If developed, this mars placement is incredibly psyhic an intuitive. Great partners in bed.

Sagittarius: These people are the chillest of the zodiac. They love to party and socialize and try new things. They do stupid things for the story to tell people. These folks are extremely lucky, and when they don’t think things will work out, they somehow do! Travelers, these people are some of the smartest people in the world (imo), because of their open mindedness. 

Capricorn: Either extremely generous or cheap. These natives usually have an abundance of money or really struggle with it. Every Capricorn mars I know strives to be successful in some way. Loves the finer things in life, and hates change. Can come across as melancholy. 

Aquarius: These people love to be weird and different (in a great way, obvi). They can actually be quite shy at first, then they will open up. Extremely funny people because they dance to their own beat. Is prone to weird meet-ups, psychic adventures, etc, because of their high self. Loves to adventure like Sag mars, can be socially anxious.

Pisces: Emotional nature, needs to connect to someone on a mind, body, soul level. Needs to get away from negatives, and needs needs NEEDS a creative outlet of some sort. Beautiful, kind, authentic beings. Childlike. It’s almost like their exploring everything for the first time, excitable,  enthusiastic. 

Centering whiteness in the craft.

I’ve been into the occult for as long as I can remember. At 8 I was checking out books on satanism, vampirism, and witchcraft from the library, at 10 I started doing my own spells and interacting with Faefolk, at 13 my mom told me about the spell work she used to do growing up. I have grown a lot since those days of building fairy houses in my front yard out of rocks and flowers and leaving little offerings of honey or juice in exchange for good luck or help finding something I lost, and in those years of navigating the pagan and witch communities both online and off, reading books nonstop, blogs nonstop, etc, I noticed a trend. 

Paganism, the occult, and the craft are all very very white. Not only that but whiteness is centered as the one and only way to participate in these interests. First it started in the wiccan books I read as a child, the “white vs. black” magic that is shoved down the throats of aspiring wiccans and witches and eventually they spew it back at anyone else who will listen. If you’ve been on my blog a bit, you already know my gripe about white or black magic. If you haven’t browsed my blog or been there for my rants here is the nitty gritty: The idea at it’s simplest is rooted in colorism and racism, where white is seen as good and black or darkness seen as bad, this trope has been carried over into many different movies and books featuring magic as the villian who usually practices “black” magic has darker features, dark skin, dark eyes, dark hair, while the good characters practice white magic and as such represent purity with their fair skin and hair and eyes. Not only this but historically the magic and practices of those of color, brown and black people, have been demonized for centuries while magic performed by white people are seen as some kind of fairy tale, quirky, beautiful, sipping tea by a potted plant, aesthetic. 

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anonymous asked:

Can cranes and herons pick up objects with their feet? Can their feet even reach their mouths (e.g. to bring a food item to it)?

So, though they look pretty similar, cranes and herons aren’t that closely related. Herons are part of Ardeidae, with other stabby-faced predatory birds like egrets and bitterns. Cranes are all the way over in Gruidae (I guess… also stabby-faces, but different, okay), and the two families are not even that closely related

That being said, both herons and cranes can, in fact, reach their terrifying knife faces with their weirdo spindly feet!

As I mentioned before, when you think about it, they are technically “birds of prey” - i.e. they are predatory birds. They’re distinguished from the true raptors by not having murder talons to match their murder face. Their “talons” look like they belong on some kind of beautiful, delicate songbird instead of a leggy fish assassin. Not at all suitable for murder.

They can grab with their feet, and will use them for very impressive high-kicks, but their primary “tool” is their beak. Anything that requires manipulation, such as nest-building, hunting, picking something up - their first instinct will be to use their beak.  So I guess my final consensus would be that they could bring something up to their mouth, but they probably wouldn’t.

“Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.

This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple “I must,” then build your life in accordance with this necessity; your whole life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse. Then come close to Nature. Then, as if no one had ever tried before, try to say what you see and feel and love and lose…

…Describe your sorrows and desires, the thoughts that pass through your mind and your belief in some kind of beauty - describe all these with heartfelt, silent, humble sincerity and, when you express yourself, use the Things around you, the images from your dreams, and the objects that you remember. If your everyday life seems poor, don’t blame it; blame yourself; admit to yourself that you are not enough of a poet to call forth its riches; because for the creator there is not poverty and no poor, indifferent place. And even if you found yourself in some prison, whose walls let in none of the world’s sounds – wouldn’t you still have your childhood, that jewel beyond all price, that treasure house of memories? Turn your attentions to it. Try to raise up the sunken feelings of this enormous past; your personality will grow stronger, your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes by, far in the distance. - And if out of this turning-within, out of this immersion in your own world, poems come, then you will not think of asking anyone whether they are good or not. Nor will you try to interest magazines in these works: for you will see them as your dear natural possession, a piece of your life, a voice from it. A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it.”

—  Rainer Maria Rilke
butch

“You’ll look like a boy,” my mother tells me. The implication is that I will be uglier than I already am: pimpled, greasy, in sore need of braces. “Your face isn’t the right shape.”

I notice no one ever tells boys these things, giving them haircuts. I am a spindly, pointy little creature – a bag of wire hangers, as my father says – hiding behind a long curtain of dark brown hair. It is consistently a rat’s nest of knots and dingy-looking oil. I have a muddy look about me, a certain dullness. At nearly thirteen, the average observer tends to guess my age around nine; my slim hips and small, vestigial-looking breasts might almost give me a chance at androgyny, if I didn’t have ten inches of pure and unadulterated nonsense growing out of my scalp. I am the only girl in my grade who takes no pride in her appearance. Perhaps if they had to contend with the face in my mirror every morning, they wouldn’t either.

“What do you want to cut your hair for, anyway?”

There is no telling my mother that in spite of the topographic map of flaws which comprises my face, I have kissed a girl. I look for women like me on television, in books, and I find them, but they cut handsome figures, short of hair, strong of jaw. I am weak and flowery in comparison. I want that kind of strength, that thing called butch which seems to elude me.

“It gets in the way.”

My mother huffs, irritable. “It’ll look greasier the shorter it gets. All that oil will stay on the top of your head.” She gestures to my limp, ugly strings. I flush. “You could have such pretty hair if you took care of it. There’s no reason to chop it all off.”

Here she strikes a sore spot. She knows I crave some kind of beauty, some meager peer approval. To say I don’t want pretty hair, no matter the length, would be a baldfaced lie. I try to say it anyway. She rolls her eyes.

“You can cut it to your shoulders,” she says decisively, “but that’s it. And we’ll get you layers, that’ll look nice.”

I mumble thanks, and three days later come home from the salon looking like a young man’s senior yearbook photo from 1975. It looks horrible, but I take a grainy, yellowish webcam photo anyway, an autistic’s poor approximation of an enthusiastic smile pasted on my face.

Seven years later, I find myself in another salon. I have forgone the lumpy, monochromatic, slightly feminine clothing of my childhood for men’s work shirts and polished leather boots, and I look good, but my hair is the longest it has ever been. I almost feel a kind of pride in having generated so much dead protein.

“So what kind of cut were you thinking of?” the stylist asks.

My mother and I fought about this until the very second I got into the car to leave. She insists upon me leaving some kind of long, wavy bit at the top of my head, enough perhaps to sweep girlishly over one eye. I want it off. “Don’t do anything too drastic,” she warned me as I stepped out the door.

The picture I bring with me has no such extraneous length. Short on all sides, a little longer on top. All-purpose, utilitarian, not a trace of anything lacy or lissome. The stylist nods and gets to work, shows me the ways to make it as masculine as possible. She sweeps it back handsomely with men’s gel and pomade and when I leave I have never felt better in my entire life.

My mother’s horrified shock is temporary, but my father approves. “You feel good, kid?” he asks.

I do.

So, I’ve been thinking a lot about the news that LeFou will have a gay subplot of some kind in the new Beauty and the Beast.

And I’ve given it a few days to really kick around in my head. 

And I’m just….so conflicted over it. 

Because on one hand, yeah, it’s…kind of progress. I mean, at least Disney is willing to have an explicitly gay character now, instead of just queer coding all their villains. And it should open  the door for more in the future. And every little bit helps. 

But honestly. 

Disney has been queer coding the villains FOREVER. So turning their Fool side villian canonly gay is the smallest possible step they could take. It will be played as unrequited and comic relief. Like, unrequited butt of the joke comic villain is gay might have been progress in 2000.

But it’s 2017. This just feels like crumbs. Too little too late in the game. 

Maybe it’s not realistic to expect Disney to go from 0 to legitimately progressive for the time in a single leap. But god damn. We couldn’t even have the supportive best friend cliche? We had to have the evil crony fool? 

Really Disney? 

Really?

I've actually decided that I can hairspray my fringe, which makes it crispy and less soft but it isn’t doing this *flips into his eyes* while I’m trying to talk. So there’s my little beauty tip. Second beauty tip I’ve learnt: If you’ve just had a hair cut or your hair is not working properly  put some dry hair shampoo in your hair before you go to sleep because then your hair releases oils in the night and that’s when the dry hair shampoo can be like “no, I am a barrier!”, so I’ve been doing that. And it’s made my hair look nicer the next day, if I’m having one of those days. “Oh my gosh, beauty tips with Phil #BeautyTips”. I know. Look at me knowing how to use dry hair shampoo. Phil, the hair specialist. Depends on what kind of hair you have. I’ve just got hair that turn into a bit of a greasy rat after about a day, so that helps. *chuckles* Yeah, so that’s my beauty tips. Any other beauty tips? We need some kind of beauty vlog music though for beauty tips. *finds generic royalty free background music* Is this beauty? It sounds like I’m going on a journey with my animals to get to a new circus. So your next beauty tip is, if you have a zit, try putting some toothpaste on it the night before you go to sleep because it dries you out. Also try not to pop the zit because that hurts and it can leave a scar. This should just be the theme tune to my life. I’m just going to play this. *continues to wiggle to the music* Other beauty tips with Phil… I don’t have any other ones… hmm… don’t drop things on your feet because it makes them bruise. It’s getting a bit DanAndPhilCRAFTS now. Protip! … What other beauty tips? Drink lots of water. Stay hydrated. ‘Cause then your skin will have a drink. Don’t be afraid to moisturise. I actually started moisturising quite a lot. Cleanse in the shower, then afterwards your face will be a bit dry so then you moisturise after you’ve done that. Protip! “What moisturiser do you use?” I don’t really have… oh, I got some Clinique for Men. I need to stop this now *turns off music* this is endless. I got some Clinique for Men. Why is it for “men”? I would just have the normal Clinique but I got for Christmas in like one of those Christmas things. Apparently it’s specifically designed for my roughed skin. But that is working quite well. Smells quite nice. … “Gendered skin care is ridiculous.” What I think is ridiculous is how the women’s deodorant is always more expensive than the men’s and it’s exactly the same product. It just smells a bit nicer. I can’t believe that. That's should be changed. If it’s the same product, why is it more expensive to be a girl and need deodorant? Who knows? Why does it even exist?
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@amazingphil during his live show on the 8th of June 2017 (x)

Quotes from Phil (3/?)

Meet Phil who dishes out #BeautyTips and bashes gendered beauty products while being utterly adorable. 

The ultimate Jonsa theory

 So, I was home being sad for all these leaks, the boatsex thing and for all this beautiful shoots of Jon and Daenerys together at 7x3 and then I had an inception, and I NEED TO SHARE WITH YOU ALL BECAUSE I’M FREAKING. OUT.

This boatsex thing was tormenting me because I saw no single sense about it. I mean, Jon met Daenerys at episode 3 and they will bang at episode 7? This makes no sense, it’s too hush to develop some kind of beautiful and true relationship. Look at Missandei and Grey Worm, they were exchanges glances and beautiful lines since season 4~5 and only now they actually kissed and everything *I loved it btw*
So here’s the thing: why would they make Jon and Sansa have all those lovely moments together since season 6 if Jon was meant to be with Daenerys in season 8? I mean Jonsa is clearly happening in the show, slowly like Missandei and Grey Worm were. So why destroy it now with this sexboat nonsense?

I was thinking to myself “this would never happen in the books” and then I realized something very very important: what if this is meant to happen in the books? In a different context of course, but what if?
The show is heading to its end, so things NEED to happen now in order to makes sense in the last season. The show have cut a lot of things from the books, but somethings were there, some prophecies and stuff that are really clear in the novels but the show doesn’t have time to explain so they just did it and that’s it.
Like the prophecy that Sansa will defeat Littlefinger at Winterfell for example, the show never said anything about it but it’s going to happen anyway this season.

So here’s the thing: In the books Daenerys has a very important moment at the House of the Undying, she is told prophecies about her life and her storyline in the show is following these prophecies.


So let’s talk about Daenerys and how she’s going to lead to Jonsa. Yes, You read it right. Let’s go.


One of the more disturbing things about her visions to me, is that she sees things that lead me to believe she is going to love Jon at some point of the novels.

A blue flower growing from a chink in a wall of ice, filling the air with sweetness”.

  We know blue flowers were related to Lyanna Stark so seeing a blue flower in a wall of ice is clearly about Jon. Seeing this means he’s going to be very important to her. So I believe she’s going to fall in love for him in the future books. That’s very like her in the novels, actually.

While she has these visions, the Undying say:

“three fires must you light… one for life and one for death and one to love…” 

 In the show she already lighted two fires: the first one to bring her dragons to life, the second one to kill the Khals and there’s a last one to came: a fire for love. I mean if she’s going to love Jon she has a fire to light for him, a fire to save his life, maybe? 

“…three mounts must you ride… one to bed and one to dread and one to love… “ 

Again, she already rode two mounts, the first one is Khal Drogo, when she rides him for the first time looking at his face, in the books they make love under the stars, which is meaningful in the Dothraki culture. The second mount is her dragon Drogon, a mount to dread the enemies. So the last one is a mount to love. That’s why the boatsex is there. Jon is her last mount, like Drogo was her first. Jon is her mount to love.

“three treasons will you know… once for blood and once for gold and once for love…”

And here we go to the point I wanted. She’s going to face three treasons. One for blood which is Mirri Maz Duur crazy shit when Daenerys lost her baby, the second one didn’t happen yet in the books and I don’t think is going to happen in the show, cuz ain’t nobody got time for that, but the last one is for love. For. Fucking. Love. She’s not gonna face a treason because someone loves her, she’s gonna face a treason because someone loves something or someone more than loves her

That’s when Jon comes in. 

Jon has already “betrayed” a woman for duty. He did that to Ygritte, he left her because he had a duty, he left her for the Watch, to warn them about Mance’s plan. He liked her, but he left her and never looked back. Jon’s lines this season are pretty clear: he loves the North, the North is his home, a part of him and he will never stop fighting for it. He loves Winterfell and its people. Jon loves his family, he loves Sansa. That scene at Winterfell crypts exists to show us that. So if a time comes when he feels that he needs to leave or act against Daenerys for the sake of things he loves he’ll do it. He is going to be Daenerys’s last treason. A treason for love. 

That’s why the sexboat nonsense is happening in such a hurry. Jon will betray her for the North. For the people he loves. We’re all waiting for a Starkbow when there’s actually a Targaryenbow coming next season.
I can see it happening in the show.  Jon letting go of Daenerys and going home for the sake of his people, because he loves them more than he cares for Daenerys, meeting Sansa again and realizing she is the one he truly loves and that they’ve been falling for each other since season 6. They will probably have a sweet scene like Missandei and Grey Worm had in 7x2, not some banging on a boat thing, cuz they both deserve a sweet moment. The show is developing them for this.

I was kinda pissed about this Jonerys thing but now I kinda feel sorry for Daenerys.  Jon’s treason will probably trigger the beggining of her fall. She’s such a tragic character. She tries to do things right and nicely but the world is always hurting her, so she embraces her family words to keep going. She’ll probably be dead in the season finale. That would fit the “bittersweet ending” George Martin promised: you will have a good ending but it’s not gonna be a complete happy one, you will have that bitter taste in your mouth because is going to be kinda tragic. Daenerys wasn’t meant to sit on the Iron Throne, her role is to conquer, once she’s done with that her role will end. That’s why she sucks at rulling in the novels, that’s why she is not able have babies anymore. She is doomed since book one. Will be sad for the readers and viewers to watch her fall so we will never truly be happy about Jon being happy. Jonsa will happen because Jonerys is going to be tragic for Daenerys. We will receive what we want but it’ll have a bitter taste in the end. 

Facing things like this I can watch the Jonerys scenes without vomiting. I hope it helps you all too.

Peace on Jonerys cuz it’s not gonna last. 
Jonsa is Coming.

Edit: If you think about it Doreah, Daenerys’s handmaid, “betrayed her for gold” in season 2 in Qarth. So there’s only a treason for love left in the show. Like I said, Daenerys’s storyline IS driven by those prophecies from the novels. So yeah, the last treason is coming.

iamatrashfan  asked:

99 Otayuri plsss aaaaa love you soo muchhh 💖💖

“I fell in love with you, not them.”

And Yuri’s breath catches in his throat at those words. He looks up at Otabek, so fast he feels his half bun bouncing on the top of his head. Otabek is looking at his knees avoiding Yuri’s eyes and there is a blush on his golden cheeks. 

Otabek barely ever blush or look embarrassed by anything but right now, he looks like he wants the couch to swallow him up and just disappear.

It’s the only reason why Yuri knows he didn’t dream those words, the way Otabek isn’t looking up, the color on his face and the almost violent way he is worrying his bottom lip with his teeth.

And he looks so beautiful like this. Some kind of beautiful Yuri never witnessed before and he wants to remember this picture, he wants to cherish it.

Yuri knows he sould say something back. Fuck, this is more then he asked for. But at the same time, this is also all he ever wanted.

They were talking about past relationships, how it never worked for neither of them, between training and flying around the world for different competitions, for the olympics, even. 

Yuri knew why it never worked for him, because he was in love with Otabek and he couldn’t love anyone else. Because he kept comparing anyone to the kazkah boy at every chances he got. Eyes too light, too tall, to thin, hands too delicate…

But when he asked Otabek why he never was in a relationship, he never expected that to be his answer.

And Yuri was speechless for too long now because Otabek is standing up,”I’m sorry I- I’ll just go to bed and we can just… We can forget I said anything I’m sorr-”

Yuri grabs him by the wrist and pulls him back on the couch but he pulled a bit too hard in his haste to keep Otabek close and, he ends up falling back on the couch. Or, more falling back on Yuri’s lap, with his thighs on each side of Yuri’s waist and his strong arms holding himself up on the back cushions.

Finally their eyes meet and Otabek looks so scared Yuri’s heart breaks a little bit just looking at him. “Don’t you dare going anywhere,” Yuri whispers slipping his fingers up Otabek’s neck and into his hair, “Do you mean that?”

Otabek only nods, still holding himself up, trying very hard not to sit on Yuri’s lap. 

Otabek’s strong arms would be distracting for Yuri if his eyes weren’t so wide, and his lips so inviting. All it takes is one tiny little glance at Yuri’s own mouth and Yuri is losing every ounce of self control he has.

He pulls Otabek closer and claims his mouth in a kiss like he wanted to do for years now. He pulls Otabek closer by his neck but also by wrapping his other arm around his waist and finally Otabek lets himself sit fully on Yuri’s lap and there is nothing in the whole damn world, better than the comforting weight of this beautiful boy on top of him.

Yuri breaks the kiss for just a few seconds, enough to whisper against Otabek’s mouth “Good, because I love you too,” and they are kissing again. They are kissing again and Otabek starts smiling in the middle of it, and their teeth knock and their noses bump but who cares about all that when you finally get to kiss the boy you’ve been in love with for years.

prompts

killjoys care very deeply about their appearances, but like? it’s not really in a shallow way? like they care about how they look, but it’s about looking the way they want to on THEIR own terms, not on conforming to some kind of society-imposed beauty standards
like they go out of their way to find and wear makeup and hair products and wacky clothes because it’s a way of cementing their identity, of affirming themselves and rebelling against BLI
killjoys can put a lot of effort into their appearances, but they do it for THEMSELVES, not for anyone else. it’s not shallow or empty.

Be with Me

by Inspector Boxer

Fandom: Supergirl

Pairing: Supercat

Rating: T

Author’s Note: This is a prompt fill for @onegoodframe who asked for prompt #20, “Do you ever think about it? Us? Married?” Thanks to @zennie-fic for looking it over. Hope you like it!

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“Do you ever think about it? Us? Married?”

Alex took a deep breath and glanced up from the chart she was reviewing, shooting a worried look at Cat Grant. Much to her surprise, the Queen of All Media didn’t look ruffled by Kara’s question in the least, but she did smirk slightly.

“Do you?” Cat asked nonchalantly, leaning forward in her chair as Kara stared at her from her bed in the medical bay of the DEO.

Biting her lip, Alex barely refrained from interjecting. Her sister had always had some weird… thing… for this woman, and, for the first time, Alex was witnessing it firsthand. She had to admit, the two women had chemistry, but with Kara powerless and drugged to the hilt on pain medication, now might not be the best time to let a former reporter interrogate her sister.

“Do I what?” Kara asked, sounding so light and airy Alex wondered if she’d float out of the bed if she’d been able to.

“Think about us being married?” Cat’s smirk became more pronounced.

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So rescue yourself from these general themes and write about what your everyday life offers you; describe your sorrows and desires, the thoughts that pass through your mind and your belief in some kind of beauty — describe all these with heartfelt, silent, humble sincerity and, when you express yourself, use the things around you, the images from your dreams, and the objects that you remember.
—  Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet