beauty and rage

It’s so much fun to play the bad girl. Everybody has that little side of them they never really get to get out.

nyx; the greek goddess and personification of the night. born of chaos, she and erebos (darkness) produced aether (light) and hemera (day). she is also the mother of moirae (the three fates), hypnos (sleep), and thanatos (death). she is often depicted riding a chariot, covered in a veil of mist, and, because she was older and more powerful than he, is the only goddess to be feared by zeus himself.

Achilles & Patroclus, modern au.


i was so sure everyone were bringing their strongest hair game into this season but then i look at ragnar and just ? where did his flawless vikings hair go?

gosh both thorunn and bjorn have that whole hot shaved thing going on and aslaug and lagertha look better than ever while rollo is still rocking that long haired vikings look and i just get really excited ok. sigh hair is important

you come here seeking answers. but i have no answers. only truths. x


oh we’re a mess: a mix for dysfunctional best friends forced to grow up too fast, who fight and fuck and stand shoulder to shoulder with bloody mouths and filthy tongues.

finnick looks at johanna and raises his eyebrows. he will not go forward without her. [collins, 2011.]


oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them we’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over jerusalem. let me tell you what i do know: i am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. the truth is complicated. it’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. i used to think that if i dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, i’d know it was something true. now i’m trying to dig deeper. [siken, 2001.]



"Hail to the Warrior Woman

on the equinox morning,

white-armored, choosing the slain

by her own glorious criteria,

harbor to the defenders of beauty.

O Freya who rides with Valkyries,

give me strength to defend all that I love

for I am dull and frightened with years of defeat

and I have forgotten the mystery of shield mates in love.”

The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

Niels Schneider as Achilles, and Aneurin Barnard as Patroclus