wind blows in the winter

aries rising: matchstick heart coloured in black and white. as young as the morning with creative vision ingresses into the future
taurus rising: slow to love and sprout as daisies over the winter. but from a pure venus heart. affection is enduring. five key senses
gemini rising: as bright and cheerful as the sun, as changeable as the moon, as mischievous as mercury, as curious as pluto, as logical as saturn, as hilarious as jupiter
cancer rising: a cardinal inferno snowflake blowing in the winter winds, a warming embrace, a channel into pure creative essence, they peel the tapestry of life to reveal true beauty
leo rising: eyes and heart are wide open, sensitive, and ready to be touched, cherished, and adored. mango swirls of naked sunshine, every corner is an alter, every star is a spotlight
virgo rising: sacred geometry joins every scar and freckle like constellations of maths and magic. the mercury lamp, swift and sweet, humble and modest
libra rising: wind blows through a dandelion, planting flowers in peoples hearts like strawberries and cream splendour, writing lyrics in every crevice 
scorpio rising: a gemstone carved in the underworld sparkling with esoteric wisdom and longings. a bound presence, like being tightly wrapped in infinity. she will blow the particles of your body away until the soul shrieks nakedly
sagittarius rising: an ocean bathe, a mountain wind, a universe kiss, thread lovingly with woven laughter, glow, jupiter philosophy, and fortune cards
capricorn rising: resplendent and quaint, a wavelength of ambition and inspiration, earth bound architect, a celestial CEO with the heart of an old soul
aquarius rising: an electric blue dance, losing yourself in the sway of held hands and psychedelic beats, time traveling light years away to reunite you with your existence on many dimensions
pisces rising: tear stoked and a heart coloured in idealism and spiritual worship, wind chimes of delicate soul paint and a vessel back to heaven


‘’Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. … “When the snows fall and the white winds blow” - When winter comes; “The lone wolf dies but the pack survives

Quick messy sketch of our lovely Stark sisters and some random thoughts.

EDIT: some of the comments I received proved exactly what I was saying. Nice job :D. The bias is strong in some people. Had you even bothered to read any of my other posts you would have seen that I never trashed Arya…on the contrary I had shown my appreciation for the character and accepted her with the bad and the good. Do you think I would spend my time on a character I hate? I am referring to art. Do you think I would create FREE art of a character I dislike and try to portray her as good as I can (I am speaking of a solo Arya piece I previously posted). Someone said Sansa wished Arya died…well Arya wasn’t some angel either, and Sansa kind of bullied Arya (the whole horseface wasn’t very nice) who also seems a bit frustrated that Sansa got the ‘good stuff’ from their mother (hair, cheekbones, eyes etc). Do you have siblings? Kids growing up sometimes argue/fight and say mean things to each other. That doesn’t mean they mean it. How exactly do you see Arya? ‘Badass’ assassin fighter yay goddess of winter bae of doom? Well, she’s more than that just as Sansa is not beauty without brains. The people who jumped and ‘attacked’ (lol you little wolves you) seem to be the kind that worship a character and ignore its faults and instead will point every little fault of other characters. That’s what you proved in the comments. I never said I blame Arya for Lady or Micah. I was using your own logic of blaming Sansa for Ned’s execution. If one is to blame, than why the other is not? Are these situations not similar? Did any of them did what they did  to kill others on purpose? No. None of them did it to kill Ned/Micah/Lady. ‘Buuuut Sansa said/did that’/ ‘omg how dare you say a bad thing about our perfect goddess Arya’ etc. I never said anything bad, just the things that I noticed, and if you don’t like it…well I don’t fucking care. Most of the fandom is extremely biased when it comes to the Stark sisters. If pointing out the obvious means attacking a character then you have some problems. You are free to create your own art, spread the hate towards any characters  you want….because that’s how you feel. At the same time I maintain my opinion and I would like to invite you to read the books again if you think Arya and Sansa are enemies. They’re part of the same team. They learned a lot and they miss each other, Winterfell . Sansa thinks of her future children and one looks like Arya, the memory of the snowball fight scene when they play in the snow etc. It wasn’t all bad between them. Childish fights mean nothing. If I had a dollar each time someone told their sibling or parent ‘I hate you’/ ‘I wish you were dead’…I’d be rich.

Ned said it best. In winter the wolves must stick together. Another thing he noted is that Arya, like Lyanna and Brandon, has a touch of the wild wolf in her. This wilderness, according to Ned, was what put both Lyanna and Brandon into their early graves. 

 I’ve seen so much Sansa hate coming from show-only watchers (most of the time) and betting that Sansa will die this season  because  Arya is heading North and well there is not much to do for Sansa as she basically sucks according to some people. I love both Stark sisters for different reasons and IRL I share similar stuff with Arya which actually makes it easier to identify with her character. I have close to 0% in common with Sansa …and yet I still like her as a character.

 Funny enough Sansa is still blamed for a mistake she did in season 1/ book 1 while if I were to use the same logic Arya is to blame for Micah and Lady’s deaths because her actions led to that in a similar way Sansa spilling the beans to Cersei ultimately killed Ned (though that was NOT the plan, he was supposed to be sent to the Wall, but Jeoffrey did not listen to anyone and just sentenced him to death). 

Another thing is that Arya killing is constantly glamorized and  praised, while Sansa doing it makes her a monster. Saw some things being said that she could be pregnant with Ramsay’s child and that she would be a horrible person if she aborted it. There is moon tea, darlings! Sansa could have taken it constantly while being with Ramsay. There is also that wonderful fall that could have killed it…or the freezing cold and river…

Been talking to some friends and all of them said that Arya is the kind of girl they admire and her qualities make her more appealing/ attractive…which is a bit hypocritical considering that 100% of the people I’ve talked to were in relationships or married to ‘traditional women’ and not tomboys.

So lots of people think Sansa should be killed off because she is too weak and because there is place for only one Stark sister in the North XD.

But who is more inclined to hit the bucket? Someone who has learnt to keep their mouth shut and think ahead or someone who acts on impulse? Show only watchers are quick to dismiss everything that is book related, yet rely on ‘Arya’s GRRM’s wife fav character he won’t kill her’. Well…that doesn’t hold any water when the show is concerned ;) (plenty of proof in what the show did with Dorne, Jaimie’s redemption, Sansa’s rape, killing off characters that are still alive, introducing useless romances etc). If the show wants shock they would kill someone who is generally loved, not a character plenty of people deem weak. Last year I told everyone Margaery was going to die and people called me crazy XD. 

I personally think we lost too many Starks so far and those 3 that are left (Arya, Sansa, Bran) and Jon should form their pack and fight off winter. Each of them has their special skill sets. 

I was thinking of people that could actually die soon (SOME POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD):

Missandei- from my point of view she becomes a ‘spare’ the moment she reaches Westeros. Daenerys has the best of the best in her council: Tyrion. She teamed with Asha and Theon, Dorne and  Olenna. She is going to meet up with Jon who has his own advisers. Missandei’s skill set becomes pretty much useless. She is a good translator and knows many languages, but in Westeros Dany doesn’t need a translator and Missandei’s knowledge of Westeros could be very limited(I don’t know for sure how much she knows…she could know nothing as Westeros is so different from the places she lived in).

Meera- according to some spoilers she heads back home after Bran reaches Castle Black. Does this mean her mission is done? Possible. I wouldn’t put it past GOT to kill her off (not after what they did last season with so many characters being killed off). She goes home to her father (you know…that guy named Howland Reed who was with Ned at the Tower of Joy). Bran already knows that stuff that Howland knows. And according to some other spoilers Gilly and Sam will find even more evidence about Jon’s parentage. Do we really need Howland/ Meera? Does it even matter anymore that Jon’s parents are who they are? He as a bastard was named KITN. Spoilers point to a romance with Dany. Last season Dany said that she would have to marry and who in the 7 kingdoms matches her own title? Who is left besides Jon? A marriage with her would make him king consort. If she dies (and I think she will die in the last season/book…but that’s another post), he ends up as king of the 7 kingdoms. No matter what…he is in a place of power. Even if he renounces his KITN title in exchange to Dany’s help against the WW (which doesn’t make sense because if she wants to rule the kingdom she must first clean it u…but this is what the spoilers state).

lovely concept: gradence but with 1920s lesbians
skinny little Obedience Barebone in a jumper that’s too small and tight for a girl of fifteen let alone nineteen, staring at the holes in her tights and shivering as the winter wind blows through her blouse
and Graves, still too young to have such grey hair, still called Graves, humorless and practical in her waistcoat with her ebony wand, finding this sharp concealed woman-child with magic falling from her aura like sparks off a bonfire, tilting her chin up with blunt calloused fingers: look at me, girl. you’re going to be brave for me. you’re going to be fine.


     You rubbed your gloved hands together as you listened to the Impala’s clanking heater, the heater that had once again left you freezing in the back, the warmth never quite reaching you. The snow blew in flurries around the car, light dustings of the white powder pooling on the windshield and blowing away on the next gust of winter wind. And you were happy. What stood before you might not be a traditional Christmas, but it was your Christmas. And freezing in the car with your boys, the promise of the tree that would adorn the Impala’s roof on your trip back to the bunker, it made you happy - and only a little cold.

     You were pulled from your Christmas-themed reprieve when a surprising sound made its way to your ears – Jingle Bells.

     “What is this crap?” Dean asked, staring at his beloved car’s radio with disdain. He reached for the tuning dial to change the station. You sprung forward and wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, pinning the hand that reached for the radio and leaving his other free to drive.

     “Your station switched to Christmas music!” you said excitedly, leaning far enough over the seat that Dean could see you out of the corner of his eye. He scrunched his face up and frowned.

     “Why did they do that?”

     “Because some people actually like Christmas music!” You turned to the shaggy-haired man in the passenger seat. “Right, Sammy?”

     He laughed and shook his head. “Some do, yes.”

     “Excellent, so we’re gonna listen to it!”

     Dean opened his mouth to protest but you quickly moved to place a kiss on the side of his mouth, hitting his lips as best you could from your current position. “Please, Dean,” you whispered in his ear, your breath dancing across his skin.

     You saw Dean’s eyes flutter shut for the briefest moment, his attention drawn from the road for a mere second. You ignored Sam’s eye roll and invitation for you and his brother to get a room. Then Dean sighed and reached for the radio once again, this time going for the volume and turning it up so that it could be clearly heard in the back. You squealed and hugged the eldest Winchester tighter.

     You and the boys drove the rest of the way to the tree farm with music blasting and badly sang lyrics filling the car, a chorus of mumbling and pauses working their way in-between the better-known parts of popular Christmas carols. You all sounded awful. But you couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your lips for the entirety of the drive.

     You pulled into the parking lot of the tree place and new kind of excitement kept you grinning as you stepped out into the cold.

Day One | Day Two | Day Three | Day Four | Day Five | Day Seven

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@lavenderbyun asked: comedy or melodrama

Heartbreak In Dublin

I feel like a fool, an absolute idiot,

Because for a moment I thought I had a chance with you,

But now the euphoria of getting to know you is gone,

And my entire world crumbles,

The wind isn’t blowing heavily because it’s winter,

No, it’s raining, because I feel rejected and unwanted,

Someone once told me that I was the centre of the universe,

That the sun shone for me,

The earth turned for me,

And the night falls for me but you didn’t.

This is what a pretentious, obnoxious asshole like me got for feeling special,

Now I see that I’m just ordinary,

And that hurts me.

Hear me out though: Christmas Eremins 8)…

  • Eren and Armin making gingerbread houses in the kitchen. (they don’t look great and they’re messy but they love it; Eren gets icing all over his face)
  • Cuddles by the fireplace with Armin falling asleep on Eren’s shoulder to the sound of the crackling wood burning while the cold winter wind blows outside
  • Eren and Armin writing Christmas cards to everyone and Jean’s reads “Happy holidays! -<3 Armin” “And fuck you! -Eren”
  • Eren feeling under the weather (even Titans can’t beat the common cold?) so Armin brings him the richest hot cocoa he can make, with mini marshmallows and lots of kisses, warm blankets and snuggles to make him feel better.
  • “Where’s my stocking?” “*comes out wearing his stocking* Right here, baby, Merry Christmas~…”
  • They both love Christmas trees and LOVE decorating one together, but it takes a while to finish cuz they can’t stop flirting with each other while they do it; Eren gives Armin a boost so he can put the star on top; (Armin’s eyes and Eren’s smile sparkle more than the tree when it’s complete)
  • Armin’s too shy and stage-frightened to go caroling but he’ll sing carols with Eren around the house and it’s beautiful (try to imagine an angel singing O Come Emanuel, that’s what it sounds like lol)
  • They never have much money for gifts but they always go out of their way to get something for each other. No matter what it is they’re always grateful for the thought, for each other, that they lived to see this holiday, and that they’re together.