Author: bestbooklover

oylmpians:

moodboard: brigid

irish goddess of the spring season, poetry, smithcraft, and healing

Look, It’s a bike for Radu!!!!!

[Top]

lkhofficial:

No matter how weird and magical we might be, having the people you love tell you they love you and mean it… it never goes out of style.

#thingsilearnedfromanitablake #LaurellKHamilton #lkh #anitablake #quote #bookquote #love

[Top]

And these burned pure, cold silver. Of course, I thought dully. Because a raging river, a bunch of rock-wielding savages, and a nonexistent power stream weren’t enough. That would be easy mode. And somewhere along the line I’d transitioned over to expert. Which would have been fine if I had as many lives as a video game character. But I had only one. Which I was about to lose. “—then again,” Pritkin shouted, because he was still talking , “there’s a slight chance they may not have had time to absorb my particular brand of charm on my last visit—” “You don’t have any charm,” I snarled, and shoved him off the rock.

Karen Chance, 

Reap the Wind Cassie and pritkin

[Top]

baddiefull:

goalsmami:

R O Y A L

prv. 6thbaddie

Puppy power!

[Top]

wiessrose:

the gods & their retinue: Ares & Eris

Ares was the Olympian god of war, battlelust and courage, son of Zeus and Hera.  He is the personification of bold force and strength, and not so much the god of war as of its tumult, confusion, and horrors

and while  his sister Eris calls forth war, Ares loves war for its own sake, and delights in the din and roar of battles and in the slaughter of men.

Eris was the goddess or personified spirit of strife, discord, contention and rivalry. She was often portrayed haunting the battlefield and delighting in human bloodshed, and even after all the other gods have withdrawn from the battle, she would remain rejoicing over the havoc that has been made.

[Top]

And then Fred came to the rescue. “No, no, no, I got this,” he said, jogging in from the lounge, and talking to someone over his shoulder. “Got what?” I asked warily as he turned to me and grinned. Don’t know why.” Because they’re depressing, I didn’t say, since he was only trying to help. But honestly, who bought black balloons? Fred, apparently, and now he was blowing them up. “Trust me … I used to do this … all the time,” he told me in between breaths. He soon had a cluster of long, skinny tubes, which he then proceeded to tie together using vampire speed. One second, there was a depressing bunch of cylinders, and the next … It was worse. The kids were glancing at each other, like they didn’t know what to make of it, either. But Fred looked hopeful. And then he started moving his creation up and down, so that the tortured appendages hanging off either side flopped about in a dying-bird sort of way. One of the littlest girls made a sound and hid her face.“Fred,” I began, trying to figure out how to say please stop without hurting his feelings. And then one of the guys solved the problem for me. “What the fu—uh, heck?” “Leo,” Roy said, frowning at him from beside the bar. “What? I said heck. And look at that thing.” “What is it?” another guy asked. “A spider?” “A bat, obviously,” Fred said. And flapped it about some more, on the theory, I assume, that he just hadn’t been vigorous enough the first time. “Freakiest thing I ever saw,” the vamp mumbled. “Freakiest?” Roy dropped ice into a glass. “You haven’t been here long enough.” “Then why does it feel that way?” “I have more,” Fred said, finally realizing that his distraction was not a hit. “A lot more. I used to make these all the time—well, the pig bladder kind—” “But were any of them any good?” Leo asked. Fred stopped to glare at him, while Roy assessed his latest attempt. “What is that?” “It’s a clown!” “Oh, demonic clown. Great choice.” gift from someone I cared about, so I just never had. Plus, they had a charm on them I thought the girls might like. It had proven oddly accurate at reading the atmosphere around a situation and giving advice in the form of a pertinent card. And sure enough, practically as soon as I touched them, one popped up. A black one. A black one with a leering devil on it.Well, shit.

Karen Chance Tempt the Stars
[Top]

drachaerys:

♞ CELTIC MYTHOLOGY: Epona (/ɨˈpnə/)

↳ In Gallo-Roman religionEpona was a protector of horsesdonkeys, and mules. She was particularly a goddess offertility, as shown by her attributes of a pateracornucopia, ears of grain and the presence of foals in some sculptures. She and her horses might also have been leaders of the soul in the after-life ride, with parallels in Rhiannon of the MabinogionUnusual for a Celtic deity, most of whom were associated with specific localities, the worship of Epona, “the sole Celtic divinity ultimately worshipped in Rome itself,” was widespread in the Roman Empire between the first and third centuries AD.

[Top]

thewinedarksea:

mythology moodboards | māui

a culture hero in māori mythology famous for slowing down the sun, hauling the north island from the ocean, and discovering the secret of fire

requested by anon

[Top]

moodymoodboardss:

Sea witch aesthetic

@seananmcguire This made me think of 

The Luidaeg

[Top]