Types Of Enbies: Dragons

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, of course. Like I said; I didn’t know him very well.”

(PORTRAIT, SELF-PORTRAIT: Twins: Jude with Rattlesnake Hair, Noah with Rattlesnake Arms)

types of people (flowers): langblr edition

fuchsia hybrida: joins a “schools without borders” type nonprofit, learns languages like arabic and teaches young kids in their native language, gets letters from them when they’re successful twenty years down the line

lily of the valley: speaks fluent italian, lives in a small villa in rome, is a local at a corner gelateria, studies history at a local university

sakura: majors in japanese, lives in a traditional apartment in tokyo, works as an illustrator, eats matcha ice cream daily

primrose: works as a researcher at yale, fluent in ancient greek, working to decipher various old manuscripts, majored in anthropology

orchid: works as a diplomat in the un, speaks five different languages fluently, works toward world peace

hyacinth: writes poems on a vintage typewriter in a secluded cabin in denmark, speaks danish, stays up until two having profound discussions with your so or dog

rose: writes songs on their acoustic guitar in french, performs at open mic nights at their local coffee shop in paris, knows everyone in their neighborhood and is known for their distinct style and beautiful tattoos

“He was like a painting you wanted to burn so you could finally stop staring at it.”

— Krampuslauf, Holly Black | My True Love Gave to Me

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Abner of Astlegate’s Most Splendid Pox by sheafrotherdon

Accidental Mastermind by lorax

All Kidding Aside by Kihin Ranno

Cliche #5 by rageprufrock

Curse of the Mistletoe by brighty18

The Firewhiskey Incident by Lady Bracknell

For Whom the Pants Toll by lorax

The Great Golden Gormless Worm of Flobber by sheafrotherdon

Late One December Night by klena

Like That by The Hallowed Cat

The Right Idea by CrazieDasie

The Shoebox Project by dorkorific and ladyjaida

Text Talk by merlywhirls

The Unintended by brighty18

Veni Vedi Vici by Nyxty

With Half the Flick and Twice the Magic by sheafrotherdon

Zombie Attack by definewisdom

artsy moods

Music: may come across as moody and silent but is actually soft, knows the most random facts ever, actually enjoys studying, always humming silently to themselves, 99% of the time they are wearing headphones, overanalyzes the simplest things, loves drinking coffee from their small local coffee shop

Literature: looks like a cinnamon roll and is actually a cinnamon roll, very soft and sweet voice, must be physically dragged out of a bookstore or library, has the most imaginative mind, likes listening to movie soundtracks, a spirited debater, an eloquent speaker, loves drinking herbal tea

Performance: has the most beautiful smile, voice of an angel, gets excited over the little details of life, lives to make other people laugh, the hardest worker of the bunch, “what if…?”, in love with sweater weather, loves collaborating on special projects, has more energy than the sun, loves drinking special coffee drinks like cappuccinos, lattes, etc.

Drawing: the most patient people ever, fan-girls over new equipment such as pastels or pencils, loose paper in the most random places covered with their sketches, doodles during class, loves listening to music from the 70s and 80s, easily makes friends because they can read people’s emotions, loves drinking matcha green tea

Culinary: the most inventive people, has a knack in STEM topics, improvises a lot, very adventurous, always has the craziest stories to tell, always baking treats for friends, are not afraid to get their hands dirty, runs straight for the cookbooks in the bookstore, makes breakfast for their entire family, actually manages to make Pinterest recipes, loves drinking healthy smoothies

Fashion: always smiling, thousands of notebooks just filled with sketches, “wanna go out?”, so freaking friendly and will give advice to literally anyone who needs it, not afraid to be bold and express themselves, secretly a grandma who loves embroidering and knitting, loves drinking milk tea

a graduating senior's letter to freshman

tomorrow is my last day of high school. i guess it’s always been a tradition to give advice to freshman. when i try to think of just one solid line of advice, something that some scared 14 year old will hold onto for dear life until they are in my shoes in four years, it’s as if i’ve hopped on to a train that’s departing and i am screaming goodbye at the one’s i’m leaving behind. not once have i given someone a worthy goodbye. it always comes out in jumbled warnings and memories and wishes. but as my final day of high school lays ahead of me, i find myself on that train. i want to tell you to watch out for deadlines, and take more photos than you think you’ll need, and try new things even if you think you won’t like them. i’d tell you not to procrastinate, but in truth i just want you to learn to procrastinate well. don’t wait until the very last minute and end up turning in tear stained essays the morning following the night you spent rid with anxiety and feelings of worthlessness. turn in essays you write after you ditched studying to go driving around with your friends, essays that are filled with passion and too much conviction. always remember that what you get out of life is what you put into it. do not spend each day wishing for the next. you have to be there, so you might as well want to. i wish for you to love people with everything you’ve got, and then let them break you into a million tiny pieces, just so you know what it’s like. i wish for you to put up walls higher than the wall of china, and watch as one person single handedly breaks them down with just a few words. embrace every single thing that comes your way in the next four years, good and bad. embrace the positive and the negative, because you will learn from both. accept that the next four years are the only years when you will be surrounded by hundreds of people who are studying the same things as you, dealing with the same types of stress, are as much as they may hide it, are looking for support the same way you are. be that support for people. let other people be that support for you. and most importantly, be hungry. be hungry for growth, and success, and passion, and knowledge. remember that you are in no way required to be the same person you were 5 minutes ago. people say that high school is the time for finding yourself, but somehow i managed to lose myself more every day. cherish that, let yourself be constantly growing and constantly changing. realize that you will never find yourself and be happy with that thought, because to find yourself would mean that you had become stagnant. there are parts of your experience that are going to make you feel so numb, and you will settle with being stagnant and you will settle with feeling betrayed by your peers or your family or yourself. those times will come, but those times will also pass, and they are not worth letting the world break you. do not let the world make you hard, because you are beautiful and young and full of potential that you may or may not see right now. realize your own strengths, and do not dwell on the strengths of others. you are unique, you are important, and no matter what anyone tells you, the world needs you. 

these four years are short, so make it count. 

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types of people: tea 🌿🍵✨

green tea: well thought-out skincare routine, early mornings, self-care books, the sound of rain hitting your balcony window, blunt to a fault, taking frequent trips to the small cabin your grandparents used to live in located in the heart of a forest, hand-made flower meanings journal, the scent of sandalwood, mismatched socks, low-key superiority complex.

earl grey tea: london architecture, wet pavements glinting in the golden afternoon sun, old books, wearing your hair up in a bun, the scent of milk, dainty wrists, avoiding your problems, cardigans, vintage hand watches, local bands playing covers at the underground bar of your apartment building, unnecessary snark, the red string of fate.

ginger tea: thin, gold chokers, cat lover, artsy bullet journals, not knowing how to say ‘no’, mom jeans or no jeans, lightning scented candles at evening, hole-in-the-wall libraries and cafés, playing the guitar, younger siblings, tight-knit and supportive family, contagious laughter, having photoshoots with your friends in old alleys, spicy food, taking things too personally.

hibiscus tea: red converse, long summer days, 80s music blasting from a travel van, matching friendship bracelets, the sound of the ocean at dawn, lolipops, throwing darts at a map, easily riled-up, rose-tinted glasses, sticking your tongue out at strangers in the car, the scent of citrus trees, the italian riviera.

chamomile tea: platonic soulmates, having deep conversations with your grandparents, coloured crayons, liberal arts, keeping quiet despite having a lot to say, tired eyes, warm hands, a bit sad inside, playing the ukulele, big extended family, feeling homesick after one night away from your loved ones.

people as decades

1920: lace gloves, diamond chandeliers, dry cocktails, curtains blowing in the wind, heartbreak, cigarettes, swollen lips, silver feathers, pearls on the floor

1950: bubblegum, sewing kits, red lipstick, kissing at the drive-in, static on tv, coca-cola, diner booths, whispering secrets, always sad, strawberry milkshakes

1960: cat-eyes, pink bikinis, type writers, rock music, heart-shaped sunglasses, cheeseburgers, florescent lights, leather sofas, anti-government

1970: roller-skates, acceptance, suede, roses, picking daises, at war, and angry, falling asleep, lip gloss, reading in the grass, bad music, burning candles

1980: neon lights, smudged mascara, corded phones, stepping on a lego, butterfly tattoo, star wars, loud arcades, riding your bike with friends, ponytail

1990: silver sneakers, patches on your backpack, young love, denim jackets, cartoons and comics, too close to death, swimming pools, mixtapes, black

2000: babydoll pink, soft-serve ice cream, sunglasses, the smell of chemicals, crushed velvet, sports, cell phones, wild highlights, teenage rebellion

2010: nostaligia, frosted donuts, glitter, sadness, big scarves, coffee, stickers, watering your plants, tangled headphones, bullet journals, greasy pizza