#anyways. Them.

[dotcircledot]

yeah

[titansarmy]

thalia and jason grace: children of zeus.

titan’s curse // house of hades // blood of olympus

[cream-and-tea]

HEADS UP SEVEN UP!

i was tagged by @onomatopiya (tyyy sm <3) and the last seven lines i wrote are from the judge and calliope oneshot (which is getting DANGEROUSLY close to cracking 6000 words. lesbian devotion complex win ig)

But Judge is kissing her. She is kissing her soft and tender and slow like she is something precious to hold, treasure, have even though all he’s ever deserved is her tearing him apart with her teeth. Instead she cards a hand through his hair, smiles against his lips, touches her like a lovely thing which means I like you and I want you here with me because I think it’s good and I think you can be good. Because I like you. Because I forgive you, because I want you whole, want you happy, want you safe, want to find you in the centre of the labyrinth, want to keep you. Want to keep you even though you’re awful. Want to keep you want to keep you, want you you you even though it’s me and I could have chosen a thousand better things a thousand times over.

i'll tag @encrucijada @andromedaexists @peresephones @sabinabardot @keen2meecha @kaiusvnoir and @meerawrites !!

[pretentiouswreckingball]

okay hear me out. hear me out.

the lake house drarry au

harry is alex and draco is kate. harry is an arquitect and draco is a doctor. they both live in this beautiful lake house at some point and corresponded via letters because, unknowingly for them, they're both in different points in time. they banter and talk about their lifes and go on walks together. harry plants a tree near draco's new house because he misses the trees near the lake house. harry gives back draco the book he left at a train station two years ago because it was his father's. harry looks for draco in his time, sneaks out in his birthday party and dances with him. he doesn't even care draco doesn't know who he is yet if only for the chance to be near him.

[bronzebtch]

“ you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking. ”

❝ i know the sound of my husband's voice well enough. ❞

though she doesn't, not really. theirs, is, after all, not the marriage of the norm — certainly masqueraded as duty, and one spoken to hopefully bore a firmer alliance with the vale, but that's what it all was, wasn't it : a masquerade and a hope. beyond that ? rhea hears more of her lord husband than she would see him. their affairs were as separate as hers would be next to some meagre lord in riverrun - up until, of course, for some reason or other, he would return here to the vale. exiled, most often than not. this time though, it's a bit peculiar, isn't it ?

rhea is taking off the gloves from her hands, half of her back turned from fully facing him as she takes a pitcher and pour what wine left into a goblet. as usual, they both had not bothered much with any proper greeting; there is no hidden love harboured in the air, no affectionate gesture reserved for the typical man and wife. though rhea would not admit it so openly, apart of her would almost prefer this — for as much as there is distaste, and lack of fondness between them, there is certainly a level of honesty that she could trust. daemon targaryen is not one to lie nor cheat so openly, and that much, the lady of runestone could still appreciate.

she finally turns.

❝ so you are called to war, ❞ the stepstones, against the crabfeeder. rhea joins him across the fire, the crackling of the wood burning is peaceful, though odd to be related it back to the both of them, this calamity, even if it'd only been a few seconds. she still lets the small beat of silence sinks in though for today has been exhausting - and her arms, from her solo hunt, hurts. ❝ i can send about thousand of men to aid in the cause, if that is why you are here. ❞

let it not be said the lay of runestone forsakes her duty ��— not even for a neglectful husband. and if this is what he will need... then, rhea shall provide. as it is law, as it is what it demands of her.

@daekarys / midnights 3am edition

[firstaidspray]

Russian roulette is not the same without a gun

And baby, when it's love

If it's not rough, it isn't fun

[bitchfitch]

writing advice for characters with a missing eye: dear God does losing an eyes function fuck up your neck. Ever since mine crapped out I've been slowly and unconsciously shifting towards holding my head at an angle to put the good eye closer to the center. and human necks. are not meant to accommodate that sorta thing.

[modmad]

hey! there's zero esims left for the connecting gaza campaign as of today. i remember you promoting them earlier. could you give them a much needed boost?

oh dang! unfamiliar with that particular campaign, as I always donate via crips for e-sims because it's super easy to do, but regardless let's go people!

[tearosepedall]

EDIT : THIS IS A MEME DO NOT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY (and seriously just don’t be Rude????? Like wtf lol)

[varilien]

am i blanchin?

girl we blanchin!!

HI HIII happy birthday to everyone's favorite mystery twins!! how did they grow up so fast!!!!

Palestine: Funds | Action | eSims | Info Sudan Resources | Congo Resources

[kensatou]

i'll let phie-san say it:

[isawiitch]

ok NOW we can all freak out marvel vfx workers voted to unionize thank god

article here

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[tariah23]

White people are miserable, racist losers period. They’ve even been getting mad at Japanese people for correcting them about Yasuke as well.

[official-lucifers-child]

still thinking about the brainrot that fast fashion has caused in people, like i made this pair of pants that are black and white with a cool flowery design, and an acquaintance saw them and said "wow i'd pay like 20 dollars for you to make me a pair" and i could barely think with how utterly horrified i was at that; i told them that 20 dollars wouldn't even cover the materials, let alone the hours of work that went into cutting, sewing, ironing, hemming, altering, etc. they just had this look on their face when i told them that, when i said i wouldn't make them a pair for even 100 dollars because that was still way too low of an amount, a look that said "you're crazy for thinking that those cost 100 dollars" and maybe i am crazy but holy shit, 20 dollars for a pair of handmade, durable, lined pants fitted specifically to your measurements? 20 dollars for upwards of 60 hours of work? 20 dollars for several yards of high-quality fabric, thread, and buttons? 20 dollars???

[evgar]

i need them badly