#✦ — beauty thief

[mydairpercabeth]

Thinking about how Hermes intentionally wasted Percy and Annabeths time in the casino hoping to change Lukes’ fate. And how everything Hermes has done since finding out about Lukes future will be in service of delaying/changing his fate. He said Poseidon warned him that no matter how much he tried to help, he would just make things worse. Yet he is still trying to help Luke. Still trying to make things right. But Luke has already chosen his path. Pure Greek tragedy

[bnmxfld]

I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there.

Markus Zusak / The Book Thief

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

I just think that “wise girl” and “seaweed brain” are gonna hit different with the added knowledge that Annabeth also calls Percy “sunshine”

[puppppppppy]

aughg

[myfakeplasticlove13]

I wish I knew you when you were 11 :/

[tiger-balm]

60 second lego tower challenge winner

[jadegretz]

Catwoman: Night's Silken Shadow by Jade Gretz

The night clung to Gotham City like a shroud, the sky bruised and heavy, casting the streets in a sickly yellow glow from the aging streetlights. From her perch on a ledge overlooking the grimy alleyways of the Narrows, Selina Kyle—better known as Catwoman—watched with keen, emerald eyes. Her black leather suit clung to her like a second skin, making her almost invisible against the shadows. Her whip coiled at her side, her claws gleaming faintly under the pale light of the moon.

Gotham had been unsettled lately, a strange tension hanging in the air like the lull before a storm. Selina could feel it deep in her bones, the way the city’s usual rhythms had changed. Crime, always bubbling under the surface, had become more chaotic, more violent. Even the typical scum seemed agitated, like rats fleeing a sinking ship.

Rumors had started swirling in the underworld about a new villain, someone different, someone that even the worst of Gotham’s criminals feared. Selina didn’t believe in fear—at least, not in the way others did. It was a tool, something she could use to her advantage. Still, this new name had sent even the most seasoned criminals running for cover.

The whispers spoke of a man named Lazarus Cain, a madman with a thirst for something beyond control of the city. Some claimed he had dabbled in the dark arts, others said he wasn’t entirely human, but all stories agreed on one thing—he was dangerous. People had started disappearing, and their return wasn’t in the form of a grisly corpse. No, it was worse. They came back…changed. And they weren’t the same. They were twisted, hollow versions of themselves, like their souls had been ripped out.

Selina had been tracking Cain’s movements for weeks, sifting through the rumors and piecing together a puzzle that no one else could see. Her leads had finally led her here, to the rotting belly of Gotham where the dregs of the city mingled with its dark secrets.

A soft scuffle below caught her attention. Her pupils narrowed as she zeroed in on a figure slipping into an old warehouse at the far end of the alley. The building had l …(see the rest of the story at deviantart.com/jadegretzAI). For more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support :)

[diormarmont]

"They wrinkle like the river, sweeten like the dew. And as silver as the rainbow scales that shimmer purple blue. How can beauty that is living be anything but true?"

[mo-mode]

Can the PJO TV show please stop making all of the villains Mother? It’s bad for my mental health

[vintage-tigre]

Grace Kelly on the studio lot, 1956

[shrimpchipsss]

oh well

[pratchettquotes]

Sometimes the gods have no taste at all. They allow sunrises and sunsets in ridiculous pink and blue hues that any professional artist would dismiss as the work of some enthusiastic amateur who'd never looked at a real sunset. This was one of those sunrises. It was the kind of sunrise a man rises and looks at and says, "No real sunrise could paint the sky Surgical Appliance Pink."

Nevertheless, it was beautiful.* *But not tasteful.

Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time

[pr0serpinaa]

A List of Dreamy Fairytale and Fantasy Films

Panna a netvor (Beauty and the Beast) (1979)

The Thief of Bagdad (1940)

Tři oříšky pro Popelku (Three Wishes for Cinderella) (1973)

The Company of Wolves (1984)*

Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella (1997)

Rusalochka (The Little Mermaid) (1976)

Lisova Pisnya (A Song of the Forest: Mavka) (1981 or 1983)

The Red Shoes (1948)

Ever After (1998)

Morozko (Jack Frost) (1964)

Soľ nad zlato (The Salt Prince) (1983)

Legend (1985)

Deváté srdce (The Ninth Heart) (1979)

Labyrinth (1986)

Peau d’Âne (Donkyskin) (1970)

Ashik Kerib (The Lovelorn Minstrel) (1988)

*The Company of Wolves is also a horror movie (and as such is rated R), so this is something to keep in mind if you are sensitive to certain themes

[georgies-ftts]

WHO IS THE LIGHTING DESIGNER FOR THIS BLOODY TV SHOW I WANT TO ACTUALLY GIVE YOU A KISS

[biscuitscheesebiscuits]

Reading physical copies of The Queen's Thief series for the first time and realizing that the maps in them are inconsistent???

[jadegretz]

Black Cat: Shadow Thief by Jade Gretz

Title: Shadow's Embrace: The Tale of Felicia Hardy

In the dark, sprawling metropolis of New York City, where shadows lingered in alleyways and secrets whispered through the rustling leaves, resided a figure swathed in both allure and enigma: Felicia Hardy, infamously known as the Black Cat. The night belonged to her, a canvas painted with the starlight of a thousand possibilities, and her heart pulsed with the thrill of the chase; every flicker of adrenaline sent shivers down her spine like a lover's caress.

Felicia had long sculpted her reputation as one of the city's most notorious thieves, a practitioner of an art that required not just skill, but also an audacious heart. She was more than a cat burglar; she was an enigma, a creature of the night who danced between the lines of morality and mayhem. Rahter more than a common criminal, she was draped in the velvet of nighttime; no locks could bind her and no walls could constrain her.

However, as mysterious and beautiful as she was, this night felt different. The air was pregnant with tension, a storm brewing just beneath the surface. Felicia kneaded her gloved fingers together, contemplating her most daring heist yet. The target was more than mere gold or jewels; it was a collection of artifacts, rumored to harbor supernatural secrets, housed within the ominous confines of the Moïra Museum – a testament to the unspeakable horrors of the past.

She had heard the stories. Whispers floated through the city like stray gusts of wind, speaking of a cursed gem, an obsidian stone that glimmered like the void itself, filled with the shadows of those who had perished in its wake. It had a grip on the souls of the unwary and festered malevolence, twisting through the air like a malevolent fog. Many had sought it, and many had failed, their fates sealed within the museum's hallowed, echoing halls. Yet Felicia felt an insatiable pull, notwithstanding the dangers it promised.

As she readied herself, her reflection glimmered back at her from the large, smoky mirror in her penthouse suite. Her long, ebony hair fell gracefully around her should …(see the rest of the story at deviantart.com/jadegretzAI). For more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support :)