Cloudography, Version II - Blueish. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

they didnt give him more backstory bc they knew he'd be too powerful narratively😔

(of course im going to draw him creepy

ZENDAYA COLEMAN The Zendaya x Boohoo Edit

Garden in Japan.

🩵☁️ ( ♯ singofus ) 🦋💭

────    the    soft-eyed    king    of    slumber     ﹠    hawk-eyed    queen    of    subliminal    ────

🤎🥀 ( ♯ holybent ) 🪞🍄

imagine this aou scene but with no need for hand motions. just a look, a glance, maybe the sensation of something crawling up the back of one's neck, and then plunged into part memory, part hallucination. that's maggie's primary powers. she seeks to create an emotion and lets the subconscious fill in what would evoke it - from memories and cultural information. she has her limits, of course, but the more she grows into her power, the less physicality she needs to wield such a gift 💁🏽‍♀️

“Every goddess carries a monster between her bones and iron in her heart.”

— thoughts #40 | r.m (via rmeisel)

𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬

hermes ﹠ aphrodite

Oh,  sweet  child  of  travel  and  love!  Your  father  is  the  swift  herald  of  the  gods,  and  your  mother  was  born  beautiful  of  Titan's  blood.  A  life  of  greatness  stands  before  you  dictated  by  cleverness,  hope,  and  consuming  desire.  No  man  can  tell  you  what  realm  you  preside  over,  but  look  to  themes  of  wishes  and  fancies  as  you  grow  into  your  power.

"Elizabeth Barrett Browning from Aurora Leigh, 1856" - x

sleepy sex where i can barely keep my eyes open and his hand is in my pants rubbing my clit and hes caressing my hair. yes please

sleek  gloved  fingers  play  with  the  stylus  of  her  data  pad  as  she  reads  through  the  trade  route  calls  for  help  from  the  republic.  the  merchants  claimed  pirates  but  maggie  was  seeing  a  different  pattern.

“that's  why  you  called  me  in,  isn't  it?”  she  asks,  voice  modulated  by  the  speaker  in  her  mask,  granting  a  small  amount  of  anonymity.  “thought  you  jedi  had  better  things  to  do  than  worrying  about  merchant  trade  routes.  this  whole  scene  is  wrong.” 

she  glances  up  at  him  from  behind  her  mask,  taking  in  his  tense  stance.  more  than  that,  the  spirals  of  light  she  can  practically  taste,  spinning  off  of  him  in  fractals  that  told  her  more  about  him  than  the  emblem  on  his  clothes.  “take  a  seat  before  you  wear  a  hole  in  the  floor.” 

"something is very wrong."