mythical-life

everyone keeps headcanoning that something rhinky happened between randl as of the latest season which in turn made them more sex/rhink-positive but i’m honestly terrified to even consider if this happened for real? like what would have even happened? did they kiss or did they just talk about potential feelings? did they mention a “love quadrant” or something similar? did they snap and fuck? honestly something changed, headcanon or not, and if in fact we’re headed towards real-life rhink/mythical ot4… i’m not ready

FUN TRIVIA FACT

Other than the plated scales, tough leathery skin, frilled head, horned skull anatomy and sinuous tail, mythological and folkloric dragons have very little in common anatomically with actual reptiles. They have MORE in common with the Felidae genus (cat family) and the Aves Phylum Chordata (bird classification).

Like a cat’s eye, a dragon’s eye has a comparatively large iris with a vertical pupil. This arrangement allows the pupil to open extremely wide and receive
more light than that of a human eye.

A dragon’s legs are also decidedly nonreptilian, despite the scaly coverings. A dragon’s legs are positioned more or less directly under its body, in the manner of mammals. (Most reptiles’ legs tend to splay out to the sides, offering
much less support and mobility than a mammal).

Lasly, a dragon’s four feet very closely resemble those of a great bird. Each foot has three or four clawed toes facing forward (the number varies, even among dragons of the same kind), plus an additional toe, also with a claw, set farther back on the foot and facing slightly inward toward the dragon’s body, like a human’s thumb.


A dragon’s resemblance to a reptile is literally only skin deep  So the next time someone you know refers to mythical dragons as giant lizards, you’ll have the know-what to save a life.

reblog if u post

bands: 

  • halsey
  • melanie martinez
  • the 1975
  • fall out boy
  • p!atd
  • hayley kiyoko 
  • 21p

shows:

  • izombie
  • rick and morty (pls no incest)
  • adventure time
  • gravity falls
  • bob’s burgers
  • star vs. the forces of evil

video games:

  • borderlands
  • portal
  • life is strange
  • fable
  • honestly any video games i want more video games in my life please

youtubers:

  • good mythical morning / rhett and link
  • jacksepticeye
  • wiishu
  • markiplier / teamiplier
  • game grumps

my dash gets dead a lot so i just really want more ppl to follow 

voltron american dragon jake long au

i told myself i’d draw it out before i posted this but  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

  • lance is the american dragon who juggles school and magical defender duties
    • quite insecure about his role and how he’s not as brilliant as his little sister
    • legendary protector of mythical beings
    • wants to knit sweaters for tiny creatures
    • has the biggest crush on keith and his stupid hair
  • allura is lance’s dragon mentor who has a strict training regime
    • physical labor and exercises, such as cleaning and combat
  • coran is allura’s assistant (aka fu dog) in mentoring lance!!! he’s over 10,000 years old so very wise
    • he notices when allura pushes lance too hard or when lance is rly stressed and sits him quietly somewhere and talks to him until he feels better
    • isn’t afraid to call lance out when he’s slacking off from cleaning
  • hunk and pidge are lance’s two best friends who help keep his dragon duties a secret
    • (i imagine hunk to be a lot like trixie bc trixie was v wary of rose and constantly warned jake that she didn’t trust her and that rose is no good)
    • (also i imagine pidge as spud bc hello master hacker and great with technology)
  • shiro is lance’s little sister’s dragon mentor
    • has drastically different teaching style from allura; preaches patience and kindness
    • “patience yield focus”
  • keith is an orphan taken in by the huntsmen
    • was the top of his huntsmen class
    • taught all his life that mythical beings were evil and his endgame is to slay the american dragon
    • wears fingerless gloves all the time to cover his huntsmen birthmark on his hand
    • finds out that the cute boy from his school is the american dragon and then angsts
4

Yet another new set of ocs to punish myself for having too many ocs

The only difference is that they were made 2 years ago

Plot: Reyna and Rita are filipina sisters raised by Teresita Magtanggol herself. The only two differences about them are 1) They’re both not related by blood 2) Rita is an aswang - a shapeshifting vampire.

The two wanted something that they both can’t obtain. Rita wants her own humanity and Reyna wants to be part of the Philippine mythical life.

2

For @mythicalmeetup :D

Hey ya’ll! My name is Lovisa and I’m a Swedish Mythical Beast. I’m 27 years old, preferred pronouns are she/her. I am some kind of bisexual (I don’t really identify with that label) or sexually fluid, I’d say. I’m currently studying to become a licensed pshycologist, which is both super interesting and super scary. I write, make music, love hiking and dancing and cats and I spend to much time watching youtube/sleeping. I live with two of my best friends and our cat <3

I’ve been a Mythical Beast since 2012 (i think), I can’t really pinpoint when or how I started watching GMM. I think it was my ex who showed me some video of theirs or something and then we watched GMM together on a semi- regular basis. It has kind of been in and out of my daily routine – some periods of my life I’ve watched them rigorously, and also catched up with the earlier seasons, GMCL and all the other countless videos of theirs. Some periods I haven’t watched them at all. But as of the latest 8 months or so, I’ve been what you can call a bit obsessed lol. They never fail to make me smile or laugh. I love the contrast between their utter silliness and how it at the same shines through how seriously they take their job. And their deep connection and lifelong friendship warms my heart as well as fascinates me.

Writing and making music has always been such an important part of my life, closely tied to my sense of self and an outlet for my anxiety. But then something changed and it became a struggle instead, something that gave me anxiety and selfesteem issues and just stressed me out a whole lot. Rhett and Link, but most of all this fandom, has helped me to find joy in creating again. For the sake of creating and not for any sense of accomplishement or that the things I do has to be perfect. I still struggle with those feelings but watching RandL and being here has helped me so much in this. Simply put, it has brought Mythicality to my life.

youtube.com
Garbage - #1 Crush (Romeo & Juliet Version)
My Music Video for Garbage #1 Crush

Title: #1 Crush
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Summary: Dean teases you about the movie you’re watching until you show him just how hot it is.
Warnings: Drinking, Smut, Swearing
Words: 1940

You where sprawled out across the couch in your living room in sweatpants and a tank top a beer in your hand. You had a movie up on your Netflix debating if you where in the mood to watch it. The doorbell rang and you yelled out to your roommate assuming she had ordered a pizza. She didn’t answer and the doorbell rang again so you groaned and got up off the couch. You opened the door and reached behind you to grab some cash out of your wallet. A familiar voice shocked you out of your grumbling.        
“Y/N?”
You dropped your wallet and slowly turned to face the door. “Dean?” you looked up at him and he smiled.

Keep reading

delanislupis-deactivated2016070  asked:

Soulmates + kastle please, because let's be real, that's what they are

For real, they so are.  And thanks for requesting!  This was too much fun! [Rated M-ish, AO3], prompt list

He’s never bought into the whole “soulmates” bullshit.  He doesn’t pay much attention to those words written on the inside of his left bicep.  Those words that were supposed to be the first words his “soulmate” was going to speak to him?  They didn’t mean a thing.  They are nothing more than a conspiracy for society to be forever searching for something.  So when his appeared four days after his eighth birthday, he blew it off.

Even when he was young — his parents weren’t “soulmates” and they got along.  Sure they fought and bickered, but they lasted.  A couple friends found theirs early on and it seemed alright, but even those who didn’t carried on just fine.  Maria wasn’t his “soulmate” and his love for her nearly eats him alive to this day.

Words don’t fucking decide who you’re supposed to be with.   This — what we have, that decides.  We decide.  He argued with her one night.  She stayed because she knew he was right — or convinced herself, either way.  She stayed and they were happy.  Deliriously, imperfectly happy.

Then it’s gone.  And those two fucking words remain, in hair-thin loopy, cursive writing.  Now they angers him every time he catches a glimpse because he knows his chance at true love died with her that tragic day.  He knows his “soulmate” couldn’t hold a candle to that.  That is why he’s become what he has — a man starved for justice, a man thirsty for tainted blood.

Keep reading

That Mythical Beast life…

Is watching every single Mythical fuck post a photo of the giant fire near Burbank on Twitter. I could put together a damn fire timeline/forensic file with these photos.

Also, excellent use of the 🔥🔥🔥 emoji award goes to our tallest smol, Rhett.

The feeling when...

…you’ve been absent from the best fandom in the world for so long that you’ve missed a million amazing things like the Booklet of Mythicality (that’s what you get for not even reading tweets).

How will I ever catch up on things? I’ve watched all GMS episodes and loved them, but other than that I’m just completely unaware of everything mythical that’s been going on. I wish there was a mythical blog that would keep me informed on the highlights of every day in this fandom and in R&L’s world. I could use one now. It could be called something like The Mythical Times…(Also, now that I said this out loud, I bet it already exists, but I’m just too clueless to know). I’d love to do something like that, if I had the time or the energy. It could be like a fandom newspaper blog thingy…

(But the reality of my life is that my muscles are aching from carrying huge pieces of wood around the property, and my eyes are filled with sawdust…We need to build these huge docks from scratch and fill them with rocks, and I’m the only one who even remotely knows what they’re doing. So not so mythical my life is, these days. Did I just totally Yoda that? Time for sleep, clearly!)

anonymous asked:

bluesey + college long distance (after they're done with their gap year ofc)

Hello anon! I hope you have a lovely day/night :)
Bluesey+college long distance
• they Skype a loooot
• sometimes Gansey gets really stressed so he calls blue up on Skype and he doesn’t ever have anything to say he just wants to look at her
• and of course as soon as blue answers she can see the anxiety on gansey’s face so she’ll tell him a funny story about something that happened on campus recently and gansey sits there and listens and watches her animated face or closes his eyes and just drowns in blue’s voice
• whenever blue passes a class she calls Gansey on Skype totally freaking out and giggling because she’s so happy and he laughs at his adorable girlfriend and keeps telling her how happy he is for her
• blue finally has a cell phone and gansey probably calls her at random times through out the day/week just to say “i love you, Jane” and she pretends to be really irritated with it but it always makes her day and he knows she secretly loves it so he keeps doing it
• surprise visits!
• (I’ve had this idea in my head for like months, okay, so bear with me while I release this onto the internet)
• okay so gansey’s college friends totally think blue is made up
• “can you believe how pathetic this kid is? Making up a girlfriend? I mean ‘blue sargent’????? C'mon buddy, at least come up with a believable name.”
• “yeah, and he said she’s from a family of psychics. What a joke.”
• everytime Gansey talks about blue everyone looks at each other knowingly and gansey is oblivious to this
• but then one day, like the weekend before finals, blue shows up at gansey’s dorm really late at night and everyone is like “the shit?! She’s real?!” and she’s kind of a mess because she’s really stressed about finals and eventually she finds gansey’s room and his door is open because his roommates are playing a game or something idk what college kids do
• and the room falls silent as everyone takes in this eccentric girl in the doorway and gansey looks up from where he’s studying on the other side of the room and he has to do a double take because “Blue????? What are you doing here???? How did you get here???”
• and blue just collapses into his arms and cries into his chest and he gently leads her over to his room (okay I will admit that I’m imagining gansey’s room like Rory’s college dorm in Gilmore Girls)
• eventually blue calms down and she tells Gansey that she had a meltdown because she’s so stressed about her finals so she hopped on a bus and then another bus and then a taxi and eventually she got to his school
• Gansey holds her all night and gives her soft kisses and she stays snuggled up in his chest wearing one of his t-shirts and just taking in the smell of him
• and it’s so good to feel his warmth again and to feel his breathing and she drifts off in this peaceful sleep as he strokes her hair and occasionally gives her little forehead kisses r.i.p. me
• by the next morning news has spread all over campus that gansey’s gf is nOT, I repeat NOT!!!! made up and the whole school loses their shit. Everyone who had a Thing for gansey is weeping. Money is exchanged as bets are either won or lost. People camp outside of his dorm to get a glimpse of this mythical creature come to life. Chaos.
• okay now back to the long distance thing
• Gansey has a flower shop near blue’s school deliver flowers every Monday because Mondays fucking suck and he wants to make her happy
• and it isn’t really expensive over-the-top flowers because he knows she’d hate that
• it’s just these little arrangements with a few lilies or a rose with some babies breath, just these really adorable delicate flowers because “they’re just like you, blue”
• and by the end of the week when the flowers have died there’s a delivery of new ones
• blue thinks about telling gansey to stop sending them because he’s spending too much money on her and she doesn’t want him to but she decides to let him continue sending them because he always has the flower shop write a little message on a card for her
• really lame shit like “you’re still the prettiest flower” or “I love you more than Glendower”
• blue saves all of his ridiculous messages and tapes them to the wall next to her bed so every night she can fall asleep to gansey’s cheesey ass (but love-filled) words
• and blue makes like hats and gloves for gansey in the winter and mails them to him or she makes him ridiculous t-shirts and sends them to him as a joke but he totally wears them all the time because he’s so disgustingly in love with blue sargent kill me now they’re too cute
• everytime blue sees gansey over breaks or when one of them visits the other she steals his most hideously bright polo shirt or sweater and she wears it every night until it no longer smells like him
• “blue, I believe you are currently in possession of more of my clothing than I am”
• “well come visit me and I’ll give it all back”
• so because they’re so far away from each other obviously they can’t go on their night drives but they still call each other all the time
• the nights that blue’s roommate actually sleeps in their room blue will either sit in the bathroom and whisper to gansey over the phone or she’ll call him from her bed and not say anything, just listen to him mumble sweet nothings or stupid fun facts until she falls asleep
• gansey always keeps the line on even though it kills his phone because he just really loves falling asleep to her silence and knowing that she’s so close to him even though she’s really not
I’m going to stop there lol i hope this is somewhat good.

Send me TRC prompts!

In the first version, Persephone
is taken from her mother
and the goddess of the earth
punishes the earth—this is
consistent with what we know of human behavior,

that human beings take profound satisfaction
in doing harm, particularly
unconscious harm:

we may call this
negative creation.

Persephone’s initial
sojourn in hell continues to be
pawed over by scholars who dispute
the sensations of the virgin:

did she cooperate in her rape,
or was she drugged, violated against her will,
as happens so often now to modern girls.

As is well known, the return of the beloved
does not correct
the loss of the beloved: Persephone

returns home
stained with red juice like
a character in Hawthorne—

I am not certain I will
keep this word: is earth
“home” to Persephone? Is she at home, conceivably,
in the bed of the god? Is she
at home nowhere? Is she
a born wanderer, in other words
an existential
replica of her own mother, less
hamstrung by ideas of causality?

You are allowed to like
no one, you know. The characters
are not people.
They are aspects of a dilemma or conflict.

Three parts: just as the soul is divided,
ego, superego, id. Likewise

the three levels of the known world,
a kind of diagram that separates
heaven from earth from hell.

You must ask yourself:
where is it snowing?

White of forgetfulness,
of desecration—

It is snowing on earth; the cold wind says

Persephone is having sex in hell.
Unlike the rest of us, she doesn’t know
what winter is, only that
she is what causes it.

She is lying in the bed of Hades.
What is in her mind?
Is she afraid? Has something
blotted out the idea
of mind?

She does know the earth
is run by mothers, this much
is certain. She also knows
she is not what is called
a girl any longer. Regarding
incarceration, she believes

she has been a prisoner since she has been a daughter.

The terrible reunions in store for her
will take up the rest of her life.
When the passion for expiation
is chronic, fierce, you do not choose
the way you live. You do not live;
you are not allowed to die.

You drift between earth and death
which seem, finally,
strangely alike. Scholars tell us

that there is no point in knowing what you want
when the forces contending over you
could kill you.

White of forgetfulness,
white of safety—

They say
there is a rift in the human soul
which was not constructed to belong
entirely to life. Earth

asks us to deny this rift, a threat
disguised as suggestion—
as we have seen
in the tale of Persephone
which should be read

as an argument between the mother and the lover—
the daughter is just meat.

When death confronts her, she has never seen
the meadow without the daisies.
Suddenly she is no longer
singing her maidenly songs
about her mother’s
beauty and fecundity. Where
the rift is, the break is.

Song of the earth,
song of the mythic vision of eternal life—

My soul
shattered with the strain
of trying to belong to earth—

What will you do,
when it is your turn in the field with the god?

—  Persephone, The Wanderer. Louise Gluck (1943).