I have bathed in the blood of thousands. I have carved my wrath into battlefields and shaped the nightmares of generations. I have felled entire kingdoms in a day; I have whispered to queens and made emperors. I am the goddess soldiers pray to, I hold the lives of all men in the palm of my hand.

I am Macha; Goddess of Ireland. Queen of Sovereignty. Mother of War. Patroness of Horses. Champion of Heroes.

Independent RP. Description from here.

Goddess of Ireland

ibuzoo:

Archetype Inspirations - Warrior Queen

Her armor is her body, a cage, a temple that fits her curves like a glove and shines bright golden under her fiery hair. She’s a fighter, a demon on her own when she breaths blood and makes cities scream with iron fists and eyes as cold as the panoply she wears. Her hands are bathed in blood but the red won’t leave,  a memento to all the non-believers that lost on her burning battlefield. 

pubicles:

Becoming a cold hearted bitch wasn’t really what I planned to do with my life but here I am

expressions-of-nature:

Dolphin | Mario Jelavic

The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.

—Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience (via quotes-shape-us)

muggleprince:

Florence + the Machine vinyl🎶

c0ssette:

Edwin Henry Landseer,Scene from A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Titania and Bottom (1848-1851) detail

worldpaintings:

Sir Joshua Reynolds

Theory, 1779-1780, oil on canvas, 178 x 179 cm, Royal Academy of Arts Collection.

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"And she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling, with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of those who would challenge her rule. Cults of ascetics dance ecstasies in her honour and write her words in blood across their altars. Her body is a holy temple and her power springs from the divine source of her own terrible will. She is not of mortal flesh, they will whisper, as she wheels on her stallion and screams warchants to the heavens, emerging from battle wreathed in the blood and soil of a new kingdom. She rules with iron fists, with the cracking of cathedrals, with the love and the fear of her vast wild armies. She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart, and with it has carved herself a new space, outside of law or nature or humankind. She is the mother of an empire; she is the mother of herself. Watch her rise." [ x ]

An independent Goddess Macha from Celtic Mythology

♛ Mun has two years of rp experience on tumblr

♛ Multiship and Multiverse

♛ Mun is of age

♛ Open to rp with OCs

♛ Can rp para, gif/icon chats, short conversations

♛ Mun is a potato so feel free to approach for plotting!

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"And she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling, with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of those who would challenge her rule. Cults of ascetics dance ecstasies in her honour and write her words in blood across their altars. Her body is a holy temple and her power springs from the divine source of her own terrible will. She is not of mortal flesh, they will whisper, as she wheels on her stallion and screams warchants to the heavens, emerging from battle wreathed in the blood and soil of a new kingdom. She rules with iron fists, with the cracking of cathedrals, with the love and the fear of her vast wild armies. She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart, and with it has carved herself a new space, outside of law or nature or humankind. She is the mother of an empire; she is the mother of herself. Watch her rise." [ x ]

An independent Goddess Macha from Celtic Mythology

♛ Mun has two years of rp experience on tumblr

♛ Multiship and Multiverse

♛ Mun is of age

♛ Open to rp with OCs

♛ Can rp para, gif/icon chats, short conversations

♛ Mun is a potato so feel free to approach for plotting!

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