BLOOD WILL HAVE BLOOD.

And in his heart, he became a perishable painting; in which Ray Singh falls in love with the dead Viktor Ivanovich. #taygetsthegay #181 Copyright © 2016, humanoligy

Howl at the moon, scream at the stars, say hi to the sun, sure ― promise me one thing, though, that you won't get lost. It's a big world out there, little boy, and you're not ready to face it just quite yet. #486 chicklit 2/23

In which glory comes from blood stained hands. Copyright © olympis 2016

He's ready and he's coming for you. Copyright © olympis 2016

A pack of thieves ransack a witch's home, stealing her deck of tarot cards. Unbeknownst to them, these tarot cards hold the most infamous criminals ever known. And little do they know what they've unleashed onto the world when these prisoners escape their binds to the cards and scatter across the stars. It'll take a powerful kind of magic and a special kind of witch to find them. Cage is NOT that witch. In fact, she's not exactly a witch at all. She's a Lavender and lives in a world where women are the only ones with magic. With flowers that grow in amongst her curly hair, Cage is dragged into the hunt for the prisoners and must travel across the cosmos with a band of unlikely heroes. A witch of the winds and another of the stars. A boy who has magic when he shouldn't and another with the sun in his blood. Cage learns that the lines between heroes and villains can blur on their journey to stopping something far more evil than any of them could have ever imagined.