#Ough……………………. life is wonderful

[serenadeofsunshine]

JOEY

[rox-of-iu]

ayo guys guess what time it is again :)) 💜💜

spoiler warning for cultivate ch 41-46

hehe finally scrambled brain enough to be able to catch up and cultivate makes me go 🥰🥰😌🤗😊😊

cultivate of course by @neonghostcat beloved

[evelyn-art-05]

rim lighting practice on my OC Kalón :]

[capricioussun]

10 for Edge?

What age do they most want to be right now?

Ooh what an interesting question! I thought about it for a minute, mulled it bit, and I think honestly he’s generally fine with his age, either above ground or underground, or perhaps would rather be a little older. So like, if he’s in his early 20s underground, he’s rather be in his late 20s or early 30s, and a similar difference on the surface once he'd be more mid-late 20s (like, late 30s).

I generally like to hc monsters age much more slowly than humans, but more so than physical age he’d mostly want the experience that comes with it. He always feels a little...inexperienced, for where he'd like to be. It's mostly because of that messed up sense of self stuff, so he generally kind of feels like he’s more so successfully pretending to be what he is than actually being it. But of course, as is usually the nature of aging, he'd hope that the feeling would lessen as he settled in more.

Whether or not that would actually help is anyone's guess (it wouldn't), but at least Undyne and Sans wouldn't treat him like a kid if they were closer in age (they still would).

[skelecentral]

Pro tip: designing a faesona to ship with faeu skeletons is really good for your mental health

[milkbreadtoast]

thinking abt how the original QPB trio wouldve been just 3 mentally unwell adults w lifetimes of trauma and KdjfksjdKFJJS...

[saltyfilmmajor]

Anyway I’m still so obsessed with the fact that Both Lane and Ethan just …don’t kill each other. ESPECIALLY IN fallout.

Lane knows that worst way to enact his revenge is to take away everything Ethan loves and leave him to live in the reality of his failure rather than kill him outright, because that’s the easy way out

And while Walker characterizes Ethan’s inability to kill Lane as a weakness, it’s not true. 1) Ethan has no qualms about killing to a certain extent (he hates anything that results in collateral damage and that’s always been the case) but he also shot three people roughly 20 minutes prior to that discussion, in front of Walker.

Ethan knows that killing someone like Lane martyrs him, in a sense (as we see how hes positioned by the apostles in the film. Now whether that’s something Lane wants is to be debated) and also would be the easy way out for him, rather than to face the consequences of his own actions.

It’s also fundamentally a different vibe to why Ethan Wants to Kill Gabriel and can’t because of Circumstances. No ethan and lane pointedly don’t want to kill each other nor do they attempt to, not in any meaningful way.

[who-is-page]

if you leave us, chimeras, and orion in a room alone together, there's a 75% chance you'll come back to us in a cuddle pile working on a new project

the other 25% chance is Minecraft

[deus-and-the-machina]

Frothing at the mouth what do you MEAN pearl gave Scott a life in ll for their alliance to be sealed oh myg od THAT MAKES EVERYTHING SO MUCH WORSE AND SO MUCH BETTER

[astrocassette]

i think it's gone now but sometimes i remember the playlist kate dollarhyde made for rekke and how absolutely harrowing + haunting it was and i'm like. damn..........

[mikumixtwix]

ok im completely normal, totally not majorly thinking about alt!murrit's godtier outfit and how it has flowers decorating the bottom of the shirt...And how ellsee's is the only one of the group to have flowers in her godtier design

[hopecomesbacktolife]

crying weeping. this book was phenomenal. 100/10 magnificent and soooooo intense and vast and searingly intimate and heartbreaking and swoops of joy and I just. Katherine x Zera 5ever I love them so much

(possible spoilers in the tags even though I redacted the most spoilery bits)

once I’m a bit more coherent I plan to write an actual legible review (a glowing one, of course!) but I had to scream about all my feelings for this book here 😭❤️

[lanternlightss]

so !!! was talking with @gracefullilyofthevalley and they gave such a good idea that the brainrot immediately hit and !!! have to inflict upon you all now.

Who is this woman?

It’s the question most prominent on Percy’s mind, right after, I wonder if I could shove a tree up Gaea’s nose?

Gaea, whose breath makes the ground tremble, whose face barely twitches in the dirt of the cliff.

Gaea, who dangles a woman, one who looks so achingly familiar that his chest hurts, over the end of it all.

Choose, Percy Jackson, comes a voice that haunts his waking steps. Choose. A second chance.

A second chance?

Percy glares at the dirt, wondering if he could spray some water and wash away her mouth. Wash those foul words, and whatever.

“A second chance?” He repeats. What is that supposed to mean…

Choose. Sally Jackson, or the world.

(Not again, not again, not again.)

Sally…. Jackson?

(Not again not again notagainotagain—)

His head hurts, his heart—twists. Who…?

The ground around him trembles. Columns of dirt burst forth, spraying all kinds of earth into the air. A few rocks get into his hair, and one leaves a parting gift of a cut across his forehead.

The columns warp, twisting and curling. He takes a step back as they surround him, reminding too much of—of—

He regrets it, immediately, as a deep crevice cracks and expands just centimeters away from his foot. A fire blazes from it, spreading out, burning away all the grass and forest. In the distance, he thinks he can see cabins set ablaze?

The woman—Sally, who is Sally?—is shaken once more. She bites at the vines around her, an arrangement of curses muffled behind them.

Choose, Percy Jackson, Gaea demands. Choose.

(Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it—)

Percy looks between Sally and Gaea, a little frantic, more than confused.

“What do you want?” He hisses. Sally has to be important somehow, Gaea only ever taunts him with shit like that. For why she’s important…

Sally is shaking her head. Don’t, she’s trying to tell him.

There isn’t a look of fear in her eyes. There isn’t even hesitance. All that’s there is determination, and, astonishingly, an ocean's worth of… love? A deep, shielding love that…. a mother… could….

Choose! What will you sacrifice?

The ground rumbles once more.

Sally is looking at him more comforting, now. It reminds him of the blue drink he had, way back then, when they were about to first set out. It makes his throat close, it makes his eyes burn.

She looks at Percy as if everything will be okay.

(Stop it, stop it! This will be the last, I can’t—)

He stands, legs trembling, chest heaving with unshed tears.

The vines constrict around her, squeezing. Percy startles, his hand reaching out, feels the bit of moisture in the air respond to him, feels the water trapped in the soil—the choice has been made, he has lingered too long.

Around him, the world washes out into grey and black. Sally, though, begins to glow instead.

He tilts, as something comes to mind, of a scene far too similar. Of his mother—(his mother, his dearest mother, please you can’t take her away again!)—trapped in the hands of a monster. A minotaur.

She’s yelling at him, (she’s smiling at him), telling him to go go go (it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay)—

The glow is bright, now, blinding. It pauses for all a second, and—

(Please, I can save her again, I can save her—)

It fades, the glow draining in an instant, and she crumbles into dust. It slips through the vines, falling to the ground, in an awfully, awfully somber way.

Percy stares, hand still outstretched. A part of him feels like it crumbled alongside her, alongside his mother.

(That’s not what’s supposed to happen. That’s not what happened. This isn’t right.

What have you done?)

“What have you done?”

The ground rumbles, once more, but it isn’t Gaea who’s the cause of it. Under his feet, it trembles, dirt skittering this way and that.

Gaea does not answer. Her closed eyes seem to burn into him.

It does not affect him—not as much as she might want it to. It does the opposite, and something inside him roars, angry and upset and devastated and bring her back bring her back—

“What have you done?!”

He brings his hands up, his stomach twisting, and all he feels is rage, rage, rage, (a horrific emptiness), rage, rage.

A jet of water bursts out in front of him, ten, fifteen, then twenty feet high. It responds to his rage (responds to his desperation.)

In a voice that shakes the very core of the earth, he screams, “Bring her back!!”

The water shoots forth, expanding as it does so, until a tidal wave crashes into the cliff. It seems to have done nothing, as when it flows back, flows through the fires that blaze around him, Gaea has vanished. The dust has been swept away, not a trace left.

His body shakes, his expression one of terror and rage. He wants to find Gaea and rip every detail of her face off, wants to swear and curse the gods for forcing him into another godawful world-ending quest, wants his mother—

Wants…. his mother….

Percy sinks to his knees. His throat burns. The images of his mom exploding into gold and fading to nothing overlap in his mind.

A tear drops down his cheek. More follow, until he is heaving and sobbing and wailing and cursing at the injustice of it all. He keels over, holding a hand to his mouth, as he grieves.

“Bring her back,” he croaks.

(I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, mom, I couldn’t—

I couldn’t save you again.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…..)

[thebleedingeffect]

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[cxldblxxded]

writing a cv is going back and forth between being like "i'm the smartest person alive" and "holy shit i'm so stupit"

[odetolovers]

i love. cats and my girlfriend