the loves of the winds and the seasons


I know that when I was traveling with @grelliamblaum and her family, we started talking about bluebonnet season in Texas and how much of a thing it is here

I went to lunch with my mom today, and on the access road right by her building there’s a lovely patch of them, so I climbed in and took a few pictures to show what it feels like

Also, bonus picture of me talking about how much the wind keeps blowing my hair into my face

anonymous asked:

Do you think HR may be the one who will get killed off at the end of the season? Rumor has it it will either be Joe, Julian or HR but tbh I love the three of them

There’s no actual in-canon reason that anyone has to be killed off. Savitar’s “prophecies” aren’t some kind of supernatural force. We know he intends Iris to be the one who falls. Assuming the team save Iris, then no one else actually has to die. On top of that, Caitlin just “died” as well. 

That said, I’m aware that narrative force will almost certainly wind up killing someone in the finale. Unfortunately shows tend to think they have to kill a main/recurring character.

If we assume that one of the regular/recurring characters will be killed for realsies, then yes I’d go with the three you mentioned.

Joe - Shows love killing parents. It has emotional impact and also shows that the “kids” are growing up and have to fend for themselves. Joe is also incredibly likely to try to give his life to save Iris (or Wally/Barry). However, the show has already killed Henry and Nora (several times) and JLM is a huge asset, even when he’s not used too much.

Julian - I’m skeptical that Tom Felton will be around next season. Caitlin’s bfs all die and he has residual guilt over being Alchemy (as well as, now, turning Cait into KF). So he could sacrifice himself. However, Cait’s bfs dying is such a massive joke, that might just save him. I think it’s more likely that Julian will return to the UK and possibly make guest appearances in the future.

HR - HR finding meaning through dying for the team / repaying Cisco for saving his life has been heavily foreshadowed. We also have an infinite supply of Wellses, so HR is seen as expendable. However, this means his death carries a little less weight for many people in the audience. And it’s just a TERRIBLE plotline.

So, I really hope that no one (except Savitar) actually dies. But, tuning in for 3x23, I would not be surprised at all to see Julian or HR bite the dust… despite how crappy that would be. (Obviously I’m not taking into account all the things that’ll take place in the next few eps.)

When size matters

A lil ref sketch to show u fullbody based Otabek design and the difference of highness. I draw without wings for better view.
Look at yourself. Little piece of shit

But can you imagine something…bigger..




is the Season-bringer - the world where they all live, 4 times in the year he brings cold n warm winds in their places.

Can you just fucking imagine that one day he`s killing, and in other day he`s bringing, for example, THE WINDS OF LOVELY SPRING, how sweet <3 And then the beautiful flowers becomes falling, and corpses falling and…oh wait, ghm HAHAH



upd: Okay, don`t mind the people size, cuz there is NO people race in this world

Led Zeppelin Songs for the Signs
  • Aries: Immigrant Song// "Hammer of the gods, will drive our ships to new land. To fight the hordes, and sing and cry."
  • Taurus: Going to California// "Someone told me there's a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. Took my chances on a big jet plane, never let them tell you that they're all the same."
  • Gemini: Babe I'm Gonna Leave You// "Babe, oh, babe... I'm gonna leave you. Oh, baby, you know, I've really got to leave you. Oh, I can hear it callin 'me."
  • Cancer: The Rain Song// "These are the seasons of emotion and like the wind they rise and fall. This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must hold."
  • Leo: Dazed and Confused// "You hurt and abuse tellin' all of your lies. Run 'round sweet baby, Lord how they hypnotize."
  • Virgo: Ramble On// "And now's the time, the time is now
  • To sing my song. I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl."
  • Libra: Good Times, Bad Times// "You can feel the beat within my heart. Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part."
  • Scorpio: Communication Breakdown// "I don't know what it is that I like about you, but I like it a lot. Won't let me hold you, Let me feel your lovin' charms."
  • Sagittarius: Since I Been Loving You// "Since I've Been Loving You, I'm about to lose my worried mind. Watch out!"
  • Capricorn: I Can't Quit You Baby// "Oh, you know I love you baby. My love for you I could never hide."
  • Aquarius: Kashmir// "I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been. To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen."
  • Pisces: Stairway To Heaven// "In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, and the voices of those who stand looking."
Rick is no stranger to head-snapping mood swings — He’s crazy! He’s cagey! He’s Ricktatoring again! Or is he?! — but even by his standards, this most recent evolution has been dramatic. The conceit seems to be that Michonne is the wind beneath his wings: She got him up off the floor in the midseason finale, whispered encouragement last week and coached him through the Winslow fight on Sunday. And who am I to doubt that the love and support of such a formidable partner could do wonders?
—  ‘The Walking Dead’ Season 7, Episode 10: Carol Sees an Old Friend, Rick Makes a New One by Jeremy Egner of the NY Times

So, on April 4th our beloved show turns 4 Years Old…

And as ever a little celebration is due because it’s definitely that kind of party!

I think it’s important to make things as inclusive as possible so two different events!

First, A Competition! #BakeACake4Hannibal

Proposed by the lovely @the-winnowing-wind, it’s very simple, over the weekend of the 1st and 2nd of April, prepare and photograph a cake Hannibal would be proud of, post a photo to twitter or tumblr with the hashtag and make sure we can contact you!

To the prize! The winner will receive a Cards Against Hannibal set, designed by myself and not available to buy. You’ll receive the main set plus the Season 3 Expansion Pack. (Word to the wise, this game is for horrible adult fannibals. It has bad words. So if you’re under 18 please double check with guardians and if you win and don’t want the deck, I’m sure we can think of something else from my store.)

If you have any questions about the competition or prize, please ask!

Second, lets get posting! #Happy4thBirthdayHannibal

I think it’s important to spread the word of Hannibal as much as celebrating ourselves, so along with the usual posts we get everyday I think it’s fab to give the tags a boost with brand new content!

So what I’ve done previously is asked people to sign up to create a gif set or art for an episode or character, this year I’m opening it up to ANYTHING, whether it’s new meta, new fic, gifs, edits, art, expressive dance. If you have something to say about an episode, LET IT BE KNOWN! (We’ll begin with episodes and then if enough people sign up we’ll move onto characters, maybe double up, I’ll let you know.)

Message me with which episode you’d be up for creating new content for, the episodes will be first come first serve, so feel free to send me a couple if you’d like. And then on April 4th you just need to post your brand new content with the tag #Hannibal and #Happy4thBirthdayHannibal.

I’m gunna nab one of my favourite episodes, Primavera, to get us started!

If you have any Q’s about any of these projects, feel free to message me anytime, I’ll get back to you ASAP.

I hope you like the ideas and want to get involved! Good Luck! And here’s to another wonderful year!


This chapter had the absolutely marvellous kiss but my second best moment is the undying love and loyalty of the wind tribe for Hak! I love to see panels about the wind tribe because they are just so adorable, Hak says jump and they reply “how high?” It’s absolutely beautiful because we all know Hak is the most loyal guy ever and it shows that he learned what loyalty means from the wind tribe.

Soowon might be the “king” but the real leader of the wind tribe is Hak even if he casted away the name Son. I’m hoping in the end of the manga we get to see a Hak regaining the name Son and have him restored in honour because that man lost literally everything to save the princess. Wind tribe takes the price of most loyal people in this manga. I love these little details that make me always sit at the edge of my chair reading the story. Romance is good, but friendship, loyalty, fighting the odds, fighting for what’s righteous and doing what they believe is right makes this manga the masterpiece it is in my eyes.

I can’t wait to see the next chapter and aCtually still secretly hoping to get a second season to see all these emotions live :(

the wilderness

none of this is in vain.

beloved, He is teaching you to wholly depend on Him (He does not want half, He does not want part–He wants all of your heart. and sometimes for some of us this takes a while, but the Lord is patient and kind, and He is eager and willing to walk us through the process of faith and trust.)

to trust His plans and intentions (even though you might not see. even though it might take quite some time.)

to love Him with all your heart and soul (with no fear, no restrictions–just complete surrender.)

this is the season for you to know the depths of His great love and affection. that He is who He says He is. that He is on His throne and He knows what He’s doing. that He is not promising you something that can be easily blown away by the wind, for every word He speaks comes to life and bows down to Him. 

He is a good Father. all He does springs from the goodness of His heart. 

He is not punishing you.
He is growing you.

List of everything that hasn’t been resolved




Eurus’ purpose

Miss Me

Moriarty’s role in all of this

Culverton’s purpose

Why Eurus was 3 characters, 2 of which were focussed towards john

where is rosie

moriarty/eurus link

who went rogue/why

why the east wind is taking us all

why sherlock keeps saying “its never twins”

how does john survive Eurus’ gun

who sherlock says i love you too


ARIES-LIBRA:Aka everyone’s favorite pair,the best balance between beauty and conflict,one is the gold crown and the other is the sparkling gem stone embellishing it,the creator-destroyer pair,the fire tornado of astrology,super loyal and protective towards each other.

TAURUS-SCORPIO:The embodiment of the pleasing seasons:spring&fall,very intense relationships full of love,really keen on keeping each other happy,royal blood running through their veins,one is the the rose the other is the thron,their bond will never truly disappear

GEMINI-SAGITTARIUS:The diamonds that glitter beautifully and break glass,meditate together while listening to nature sounds,one is the arrow the other is the red target point,have the grace of old school swing dancers,the most beautiful song players,one is the ocean the other is the wind

CANCER-CAPRICORN:The most wonderful parents,the stoic couple that will survive every battle,one is the timeless wooden box and the other is the haunted treasure,fairies with star sparks in their hair,the sweet scent of old perfume bottles in their palms,give the best kisses

LEO-AQUARIUS:The Gods drinking ambrosia on the white clouds,always wear nice fabrics that fit well,one is the candle light and one is the butterfly orbiting around it,have and impressive old book collection,feel at home on old wooden stages that crack under their feet,the stars that attract us towards them

VIRGO-PISCES:The glamorous rebel pair that don’t care about your opinion,one is the crystal glass the other is the cold pink champagne inside it,their skin makes them look like sculptures in moonlight,can almost physically music notes at concerts,put daisies in each other’s hair,the embodiment of the lovely new year’s kiss

Six word stories
  • Aries: Torched the haystack. Found the needle.
  • Taurus: Wind blows. Sails fill. Journey begins.
  • Gemini: To be kissed by you. Wow.
  • Leo: Robs Bank. Gets away. Tells everyone.
  • Cancer: Moods change like the goddamn seasons.
  • Virgo: Standing alone. Hoping to be seen.
  • Libra: She merely smiled. His world stopped.
  • Scorpio: Do me a favor: love yourself.
  • Sagittarius: Turkey: stuffed. Us: even more so.
  • Capricorn: Lovers only when people aren’t watching.
  • Aquarius: Went abroad. Finally feel like home.
  • Pisces: Complicated emotions and danger for everyone.
Summer Camp

Originally posted by sneezes

Summary: You reminisce back to the hot summer days you spent as a camp counselor and fell for your first love, Vernon.

Genre: Fluff, smut

Word Count: 3,842

It was in the beginning of July, violet season, when each year tiny petals floated through humid winds, pilling at the base of trees, coating cars and filling empty canoes. The air was fragrant with their pollen, triggering seasonal allergies, but no one ever seemed to complain. The sight was too beautiful, too rich to wish away. The algae on the lake had finally disappeared, leaving nothing but crystal clear water to sparkle under the summer sun. 

Head counselors scurried around the camp grounds with metal clipboards. Yellow cabins lined the dirt trail and an old tire swing could still be found suspended from an oak. It was as if you had never left. Time stood still in this place, like a snapshot of fond childhood memories that you could now relive. You stood on the grass looking around the campsite, recollecting past adventures of swimming in the warm lake and playing soccer on the field. Stepping into the food hall, you hurried to sign in. The room was full of busy people carrying trays and wiping down tables. 

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There’s a crack down the middle,
but we always fix ourselves up.
We are the brave ones, breathing through our wrists.
We are all just flesh and bone beneath the skin.

We sit silently in the space between seasons,
in the airless moments,
in the short seconds of small prayers.
Count the time it takes to inhale the impossible,
the breath before falling.

We accept the aching with grace.
We reset the breaking bones in our backs
and bend again against the wind.
We are the brave ones,
braced and ready for the storm.

We are thankful for the love we hold.
We are lucky to live in our skin,
and we know it.

—  giraffevader - We fight

Here’s a Pagan Gods Verse fic that I forgot about. Thanks anon for reminding me! :D

It’s slightly out of season because it’s not summer yet, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! 

Roughly 1000 words, safe for work even though Cas gets naked ;D

Dean loved summer. The temperatures climbed, the vegetation was vibrant, stretching high into the never-ending blue sky. The sun came up early and sunk very late, casting the world in wonderful shades of colors as children ran through the grass, their voices adding to the sounds of birds and insect and the wind rustling the leaves.

It also meant that while the fires came to life for dinner, there was no more need for Dean to guide the families through the darkest nights. The village was thriving and Dean could spend more time away from his duties. Finally, more time to see Castiel.

Unfortunately, Castiel hadn’t lit a fire for him in days. 

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Daryl x Reader - Happiness (Request)


Daryl x Reader // Uncle Rick x niece Reader

Requested by @chihuotheartist​ :  Hello! okay im gonna ask you in english so everyone can understand xD, the request is a darylxreader, where the girl has a strong daughter-father relationship with rick who is really unsure to leave the reader completly alone with daryl ,maybe it could take place in the farm or in the prison ?idk you choose if you dont understnd something just text me

Hope you like it boo ♥

Reader is 21 years old

(Set on season 3)


You loved it

The wind through you hair, the sun kissing you face and the closeness with Daryl

You love all of it and that’s why every time you go out scavenge, you always choose to ride with Daryl.

Same thought and same reasons for the man in front of you.

For Daryl, riding a bike means freedom but since the two of you grow close to each other, every time you choose to ride with him makes him happy.

He loves feeling you hug him from behind, and loves seeing your face through the mirror.

The way you smile and the way your (Y/e/c) eyes shine warm up his heart.

Everybody except you could see that there are strong feelings between the two of you…included Rick.

Rick was your uncle, and since your parents died in a car crash he was like a father for you, he took you in, and took care of you since before the apocalypse.

He’s very protective toward you and seeing you grow really close to the redneck make him uncomfortable; he knows that Daryl is a good man but he’s twice your age and that bother him.

However he doesn’t have the courage to say anything because he has never see you as happy as you are with Daryl, and seeing you happy, makes him happy.

Arriving at the prison, Daryl stops the bike just the time for Maggie to open the gate.

Once inside you get off the bike and stand beside Daryl: “So… do you wanna hang out with me?”

Before he could give you an answer, Rick get off the car and answer for him: “Daryl has the guard duty today, why don’t you help me unload our loot?”

You look at Daryl with a sad look: “I’m sorry, I’ll join you once I finish this”
“It’s fine, I won’t go anywhere” he answered smiling.


The sun almost set when you find yourself climbing the tower’s ladder, Rick wanted you to make the inventory of all supplies

“I’ve the impression that uncle Rick did it on purpose”

Once you finally arrived on the top of the tower You see Daryl’s back, he was so focused on his task that he didn’t sense your presence, so you walk silently toward him and covered his eyes with your hands: “Guess who?”

“ah ah very funny (Y/n)”

“ But I’m not (Y/n) I’m the ghost of the squirrel that you killed the other day, give me back the hazelnuts you stole”

Laughing he shove your hands away: “You little smartass”  and he start to tickling you.

Both of you laughed loudly when suddenly, while you try to free yourself from Daryl’s grasp, you both fall on the ground, you on top of Daryl.

At that point your laughs stopped, and both of you stare each other, however it’s a different look.

“Daryl…” You whisper while he lift his hands and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

The two of you stay like that for minutes until Daryl got up, helping you.

“Thanks” you say keeping your hand into his.

“I can’t take it anymore” Daryl said before crushing his lips into yours.

You responded immediately at his kiss; it was an slow and passionate kiss, full of love and care.

All of sudden the door slam open: “Daryl have you seen my…niece” Rick stare at the both of us, he was shocked, he didn’t know what to do.

“Uncle Rick I…”

“Don’t say anything (Y/n) let me talk. I notice how you two got close in the last month and I didn’t like it” Rick says looking at you.

You feel ashamed, you didn’t want disappoint him, he was like a father for you and you wanted him to be proud of you.

“He’s too old for you, however, we’re in the middle of Apocalypse so, if the age gap isn’t a problem for you two, why should I care? With this I don’t mean I’m completely fine with that, I need time to elaborate but…what’s important to me is your happiness (Y/n) and if he makes you happy, I’ll try to be happy for you two”
You run toward Rick and hug him tightly: “Thank you uncle Rick, I love you”

“I love you too sweetpea…now go to eat something, you need it”

You smile at Rick and walk toward the door, but before leave the tower, you turn back and look at Daryl smiling at him.

A little smile appears on Daryl’s face.

Rick walk closer to him and whispers: “Daryl…you’re my brother, you know that but if you hurt her, I’ll make you pay for it”.

Daryl put his hands on Rick’s shoulder “Don’t worry, her happiness is my purpose”.

Forever taglist:  @criminal101reid @chihuotheartist @weirdnewbie @lunalowell

the children’s season falls like love: slowly, stealthily, devious and sticky-sweet like ice cream running down kids’ fingers, like painted colors running down a sunset canvas. there is nowhere to go without sun, without the sound of hot feet slapping on pavement like God is applauding this freedom, this flying-bird falling-sunshine laughing-wind freedom that tastes like honey and looks like the way the sun shines off his hair, the way the sweat rolls off her skin, the way the hearts beat in their chests like youth, passion, red-hot life right off the shelf.

shorts and tank tops and chuck taylors and ponytails swinging like pendulums, glowing like halos, all golden thread and chestnut string; sleek bared chests and swimtrunks and smiles like streetlights (they only come on at night, when the moon is drinking whiskey and the girls are out in full-swing). sweet sweat rolling like ichor and words dripping from full lips like ambrosia. this is how you know the young gods are alive: electricity is in the air in anticipation of all the storms, skin turns to bronze and smiles turn to ivory, the city comes alive deep in the streets where no one thinks to look. the world gets brighter - then the world gets darker.

her mother always told her summer was her season: long legs like effortless, a chest like godless, a laugh like goddess, sweet beauty on top of sour sly cyanide. love pooling in the fingertips of one hand and poison pooling in the fingertips of the other. her teeth are white like sinless but in the right light they glow with the blood of all the hearts she’s popped like balloons and when she walks down the street time stops. sound stops. the light stops. everything stops.

his father always told him summer would be his season: sex drive like a v8 engine, fingers like gold-laced leaves (beautiful but shaking), dimples like craters deep down in his skin. hair falling past his eyes like stay away. his eyes are wide and quiet like the sky, but in the summer the skies light up like the bright flaring pain of beauty and maybe his eyes seem a little more like universes, a little more alive, a little more there, or maybe it’s his imagination. sometimes, when the eye in the sky sets and he’s left on his own at the old cornerstore on 44th street, he wonders why his bones are made of the earth instead of the stars. why he doesn’t bleed jack daniel’s and laugh smoke. why the others are young immortals and he is just young.

immortality is made, not born. the stars whisper to him even though he is deaf to the heavenly:

yours is coming. when your feet no longer touch the ground, do not cry for relief; we will not hear you. and if we do, we will not answer.

- i. the melting season // part one of “seasons” // abby