#a demi-god

[lousylambsblog]

nvm i lied NOWWW its time go to bed

[444prilsbae]

“…it’s also the moment before I get a really good idea of pure clarity. Like, when everything moves out the way, everything in your mind is completely blank and your mind is elevated. That’s eusexua and that is the only place I want to be now.”

[epiclad]

"Godrick the Golden. Miquella and Malenia. General Radahn. Praetor Rykard. Lunar Princess Ranni.

Willful traitors all."

[eternalmomentss]

Can i just say i really appreciate that we have Dorian still trying to figure everything out, still incredibly confused and overwhelmed, feeling so many things at once just holding someone else close to him for the first time. I love that we have this character who doesn't know what falling in love means and it being a big reason for why he never acted on it. This confession wasn't a big explosion of kisses and I love yous, but it was probably one of the most intimate romance scenes I have ever seen, because what screams love and care louder than wanting to comfort someone and discover this new feeling with them?

[xxautumnivyxx]

What would you use to summon Amarynth?

[motherdanger]

fairy goremother says when the clock strikes midnight on the 7th day, you have to switch, no exceptions

[clownsuu]

HEWWWOOO!!!

Last time I brought Robbie from plasticine, and today I got my hands on a clay plate with this little one!

p.s. - I don’t have many colors now, so I painted with the ones I had :"")

IMMORTALIZED ROBBIE ON A PLATE

[itsrheasgirl]

How many times have you watched this?

ME: Yes.

[zurkazurka]

[peace-hunter]

tfone au where OP is created as the last of the primes but way after them, a sparkling born at what were thought to be the last days of the war against the quintessons, the beginning of a new generation of peace after eons of war. a child meant to be loved and raised knowing nothing of war nor sacrifice.

he's kept mostly out of the spotlight by his siblings, who don't wish to expose him to everyone's optics so young, and want to wait until the war is done and over to properly introduce him to their people.

except of course the primes are betrayed and murdered by sentinel, the war is lost and everyone who knows and cared for the truth is either banished or outright killed in order to suppress it.

and the high guard, the ones the primes trusted the most, the ones that were supposed to protect them, the ones who failed in their most important duty, have to make a choice. to take the last prime, their last hope, with them to the surface, a hostile environment where there's little to no supplies and where they'll be hunted down by both sentinel and the quintessons as the biggest threat to their regimen.

or hide him in plain sight. place him where sentinel won't think to look for him. one more sparkling among many. and hope it will be enough to keep him alive. pray to primus that he'll protect his last child long enough for them to come back for him when it's safer (even if most of them have already lost their faith on him when he allowed the rest of his children to be massacred like that)

they almost lose their resolve when they realize they will have to take the little one's cog away in order to make him blend in with the rest of the newborns (and oh do they burn with murderous intent when they see what sentinel has done to their people but it's not the time yet-) but in the end they decide an impaired little prime is better than a dead one.

and so in the chaos of thirteen dead primes and a sudden energon crisis, a little sparkling who very few mechs really knew about and even fewer had seen completely vanishes. and in the depths of iacon a mech in charge of a new batch of newborns scratches their helm in confusion as they realize they must have miscounted the first time.

optimus prime is quietly erased from any official records by sentinel, written off as dead when they find a sparkling's frame mangled beyond recognition after an attack on the base of those rebels that insist on being a thorn on his side. killing the sparkling hadn't been precisely in his plans, he probably could've found some use for it after all, but he's not particularly upset about it either.

and orion pax grows up with an ache on his spark that tells him he's missing something far more important than a t-cog and dreams of gentle and loving hands, cradling him against the frames of mechs he cannot recall the faces of.

[largemandrill]

Does it count as toxic yuri if they would actually be perfect for each other in every conceivable way?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There is a platonic explanation for all this. Right?

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[444prilsbae]

embodying 🧿🧜🏼‍♀️ ⟡˖ ࣪⋆

[lyraofthestarsss]

CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS?? CAN WE PLEASEEEE TALK ABOUT THIS?? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME SCREAMING???

[flaredcfan]

Demi-god son of Hera [name]: My baby is so amazing. He's the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I'm going to make him my husband, he's so wonderful! (Insert heart eyes)

Apollo: ...Are we looking at the same person here?

John Constantine, in a toga, loudly snoring with drool running down his face, VERY drunk from Dionysus' wine:

Diana (Aka Wonder Woman), whispering: I think he's been cursed by Aphrodite, brother.

Apollo, cringing as he watched [name] fawn over his lover: That seems very likely...

Aphrodite, appearing out of nowhere: I'll have you know, I didn't do anything. This is all him... He and his mother have horrible taste in men (insert scoff)

[bruciemilf]

“This reminds me of playtime back home,” Diana’s smile is pearly and smudged with blood, and Bruce struggles not to stare.

He won’t point out that she just ripped an alien apart with her bare hands and way too little effort.

He wants to. Anyone would have words faced with gods, but he doesn’t trust his conversation skills.

“Hn.”

“Boy, you’re a chatty one,” Green Lantern is positively insufferable.

He’s whip-smart, dangerously brave, selfless and tactical when needs be, but insufferable all the same, “ Also, cool boomerang.”

Defensive, Bruce grips the gadget a little closer to his hip, “It’s a batarang.” And it was my son’s idea. Of course it’s impressive. 

The brunette snorts, Diana chuckling alongside him, both entirely too bright for the gore on their clothes, “Oh yeah, that sounds so much better. But you obviously know how to handle it, I’ll tell you that much,”

inwardly, Bruce frowns. Why would he design a weapon he couldn’t use? 

“Yes, your combat skills are impressive! You must do your tribe proud,”

Involuntarily, his head lowers in embarrassment. The cowl feels ten times hotter now, and he wants to snarl at Superman for tugging at the pointy ears. His smile just blinds him too much, that’s all.

Aquaman picks body matter out of his hair, beach sand blonde, sending The Flash a smirk Bruce assumes is teasing.

He can’t quite tell. They’ve known each other for 10 hours, 20 minutes, and 32 seconds, and an odd, familiar energy had settled. “At least you’re not the only nerd in class.”

The Flash is young; Bruce notes the eagerness in his footsteps, the reckless courage, the perseverance to fight for the world and against it;

More than anything, he notices pride sparking a light in his chest.

“Not a nerd!"

"Whatever, speedy,"

"This nerd saved your well-conditioned ass! But anyway, DUDE, – I mean, can we talk about the tech? Just, – I need to know how you designed that utility belt, because holy FUCK, -,”

There’s a full minute of just animated hand gestures, plentiful explanations, queries, and Bruce of course pays attention to all of it. 

The Flash, – Barry, as he accidentally revealed five minutes in, too lost in excitable rambling to notice, – stops, frowns,

“Uh, dude? I mean, obviously, the whole,” he gestures to the entirety of Bruce, “Man Bat thing, that rocks,  but isn’t it easier to just use your powers?”

Superman’s fingers snap, “I was wondering about that! Why didn’t you?”

But there’s an underlying hint that the man already suspects it; It makes Bruce’s teeth grind anxiously, looking around expectant, curious eyes, 

“I don’t have superpowers,” the truth spills in a rush, and Bruce doesn’t take it back in time. 

They share stunned looks between them, but sky-blue eyes, peppered with a ring of brown in the left one, those stay on him. He’s uncomfortable with the appreciative gleam. 

Superman smirks, “We should do this again!”