#h: misc

[heartofalifer]

all the world's a stage but apparently I grew up in a circus. barely a player, just a clown.

[murdrdocs]

picturing billy teasing you a little, telling you that you’re so bad at horse riding, that maybe you should try to ride something easier first. something more familiar to work your way up.

and almost foolishly, a little naively in a way that makes billy feel a little bad, you ask if he has a pony waiting for you. but billy only laughs under his breath.

“no, honey.” he doesn’t correct you outright. he cups your chin and lifts you head to get you to look up at him. he takes a step closer and even quirks his eyebrows when you’re not getting it. and then, when your lips push out into an ‘O’ and then twist to a pout, he laughs fully. he lets you slap his arm, not even pretending to be hurt before he pulls you flush to him and presses his lips to yours.

he might’ve brought it up as a joke, but he meant it. he slides his hands down from your waist to your ass, pressing his hands against the flesh through your layers. he kisses you like he usually does, full of both desperation and appreciation. but there’s just a little more desperation this time.

it doesn’t take much coaxing you get you where billy had wanted you in the first place. you look pretty atop him, bare tits sitting perfectly against your chest, gravity encouraging them in their natural stage and not contorted to the side or in any other direction for once.

just the look of your tits alone makes billy want you on him like this more often. but he promised to teach you something. so he does.

“and move your hips like this.” he uses his big hands to push them forward and back, dragging your bare pussy over his clothed cock. he stifles his groan, but you let yours ring out. he pretends to be unaffected enough to tease you. “you paying attention, sweetheart?”

it takes you a second, one you spend with your eyes closed and your nails digging into billy’s thighs behind you, but you eventually nod.

“yeah, i’m paying attention, billy.” your eyes are open and you look determined, euebrows pushed together in the center and your lips parted.

it’s cute.

billy can’t help but kiss you before he continues his lesson.

though, it’s not much of a lesson as it is billy watching you fuck yourself on his cock. you both know this doesn’t have much to do with horseback riding, but while he watches your tits bounce, billy figures you could be getting used to the motions. they are quite similar: the bounce of your tits while you ride billy would surely be similar to the bounce of your tits while you ride his horse. the way you push and pull your hips every so often resembles the way you’ll have to move on the back of a horse.

but the pleasure you’re giving yourself stays here in this room with this moment. that’s where the similarities quickly end in a harsh cut.

billy continues to let you pleasure yourself, no longer caring about the lesson while he watches you apply the motions you’d gotten used to. his hand stay encouragingly on your hips, rough and calloused on your soft skin. the skin that had been untouched before billy came along.

he’s already taught you so much. and this is just another thing to add to the list, with actual horseback riding hopefully soon to join.

[beechalk]

M*A*S*H is a really good show. It's a shame all the men have blue eyes but what are you gonna do

[hinamie]

scientific diagram of the karucchi:yuuji scale

[stormborns]

GAME OF THRONES 3.01, Valar Dohaeris

[stupidscav]

I want you to know how much your piece of Arti hugging Monk with the text “I still love you” about it has affected me, it really touched and comforted me. You’re a wonderful artist, and your work, not just that one drawing, really really moves me.

hello anon I am.wow

thank you so much.i really only made the drawing for comfort, I didn't expect anyone to actually find it meaningful in any way, nor do I expect most of my work to make an impact, even if it's to just one person. but I'm so glad it comforts you.

you are important

you are amazing

you deserve care

you deserve comfort

you are loved.

i know, because i love you/p

@sleepinginmute thinkingof.you while making this post actually/pos/p

[cybersunnie]

BILLY THE KID x F!READER listened to bite the hand by boygenius and am thinking thoughts of angsty sex with billy. (17+)

you didn't want to call it quits with billy.

you knew the type of man he was, the type of life he had, but you loved him dearly, wholeheartedly. he got into brawls before, but it doubled when you became his girl. it got so bad that it happened almost nightly. he'd show up at your doorstep with bruised knuckles, and you'd learn it was because someone spoke ill of you, and billy being billy, he couldn't just sit there and not do anything about it.

"honey, it's not gonna happen again," billy rushed to say, words bleeding together, a sense of urgency in his voice. he may be an outlaw, a killer, to many in the public, but right now, he was just a man, soul-bared and eyes pleading. "i swear, it won't."

you wanted to believe him. "you said that last time."

billy stayed silent, tongue-tied.

"i'm doing this for you," you whispered. were you? or were you just afraid? "i don't want you getting hurt 'cause of me, billy—i bring nothing but trouble."

your words stumped him. trouble? you were the best thing that ever happened to him.

"we can talk about this more in the morning, yeah?" billy prodded as he tried to buy some time. when you seemed unsure, he cradled your face, palms rough with callouses, but his touch gentle. "c'mon, let's sleep on it, okay? let's go to bed."

oh, how were you supposed to deny him?

once your back hit the mattress, he kissed you—soft and desperate—his strong arms wrapped around you in fear you would run off, but like always, you melted into him. as he stripped you of your clothing, billy whispered to you, to the gods above, about how much he loved you.

"i love you, baby," he breathed, smoothing the goosebumps on your skin with his large hands. "i love you so much."

he spoke the words so softly that it ached your heart. you couldn't love him how he wanted you to. the worst part was that billy didn't care—as long as he had you, nothing else mattered.

he peppered you with kisses, lips dragging across every inch of your body, each one a silent plead for you to stay with him. you felt overwhelmed, undeserving. you didn't deserve him. billy held you tightly, his hands molded into your flesh where they belonged. and he fucked you nice and slow, too, his face tucked away in the crook of your neck, his hands holding yours. he fucked you as if it was his last time, trying to remember how you feel wrapped around him, all snug and warm.

"stay," billy whispered, pressing a kiss on your neck before leaning back. you swore, even in the shadows, you saw tears in his eyes. "i'll do better, baby, i promise."

you didn't say anything back. if you did, you would utter, "i'll stay.” a lie, and you couldn't lie to him. so you captured his lips with yours and gave him a kiss that said everything you needed: a goodbye. billy must have understood because he only kissed back you harder.

author's note: you might be thinking: sunnie, this doesn't match the song AT ALL!! and all i have to say is..... yeah, you right. but i'm so tempted to write a proper fic with this concept, like i'm gonna stay up all night writing.

— NOT PROOFREAD : 01.14.2024

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS:💀 PERSEPHONE: QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD, GODDESS OF SPRING, THE DEAD, THE UNDERWORLD, GRAIN, AND NATURE 💐 (PART 2)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is PART 2 of the Persephone Demigod Headcanons. Due to the size limit of Tumblr, I had to split the entire work into two. [LINK TO PART 1 HERE] Hi everyone! It took me a bit to figure it out but here's what everyone has been waiting for! Persephone is just 1 out of the 4 works I have planned and written for, and these works will be categorized as the MISCELLANEOUS GODS due to not the fact these gods are minor or anything, but because I did mention this in an ask before and it's easier to think about due to the canon PJO worldbuilding. These works will be a bit more loose since I'm taking a shot in the wild so hopefully you guys like it. Thanks for reading!!

You can summon the dead as much as the children of Hades, but there’s a keypoint where you can reanimate, revive the dead under some certain circumstances: like bringing back life to dead flowers by imparting your own power, but they're still destined to die because that is the cycle of nature after all. With living beings, it’s much more different the more complex and messier it gets. Animals are sort of allowed, but human beings? That’s a big no-no. It is the quickest and most instantaneous way to make Hades incinerate you on the spot, or make the earth swallow you beneath your feet. He already did that to Aslepius, who was so good at medicine he could revive the dead. You may be Persephone’s child and Hades’ may be lenient with you, but you’re still bound to the sacred mortal laws like everything.  Even if you can’t revive (human) life, don’t even think of trying. 

Don’t be surprised if you are more in tune and affected by seasonal changes. Given how Persephone is connected with the changing of seasons, you have Autumn, Winter, Spring, and Summer aspects. What each season means to you will depend on from when you were born and furthering back from it. The children of Hecate are a good support group for this and normalise it. 

You can’t be gluten free or allergic to pollen. If you were, you aren’t now once you’re claimed. Not under Persephone’s (and Demeter’s) watch. It’ll literally go against everything that is them. You’ll also have a great love of mint, particularly munching on mint leaves. You don’t know why until you learn about the story of Minthe; a nymph that Hades pursued before Persephone faced her wrath. 

Between Demeter and Persephone,, you’re going to eat so much grains; particularly whole wheat. Even if you’re not a big fan of it, you’re conditioned to eat it and tolerate it. If you don’t eat whole wheat or whole grains every so often, you’ll feel something is missing from your diet and you’ll be craving it bitterly. 

I think being a child of Persephone makes you an exception to seeing your godly parent due to some loophole. You’re kind of obligated to go visit Persephone for the Winter and Spring equinox; in Winter, you’ll also have to meet Hades. On the plus side, the Winter visits allows you and Hades to get to know one another and minimizes any animosity the Lord of the Underworld may have towards you. You’ll also get to know Nico, Hazel, and possibly any other children of Hades/Pluto along the way with the Winter Equinox visits. 

Surprisingly, Mr. D gives some sympathy and help coming to terms with the whole unusual birth thing. Anytime you have a panic or existential crisis, Mr. D is there waiting with a can of diet coke waiting for you. Chiron may also be there for those sessions if so required. 

Cabin wise at Camp Half-Blood will have to erect a Persephone cabin/temple now you’re here. In the early beginning, you’re going between the Demeter cabin or the Hades cabin until they build a cabin. The reason it’s taking so long because with Persephone, it is also prompting a possible Amphitrite cabin also along the way just to be fair because Hera has her already, then there’s Persephone, and then that also leaves the last of the Big Three’s Wives: Amphitrite. It’s less on the building part that is the problem, but the future ramifications that everyone is debating and preparing for; a storm that has yet to come.

If there’s a Child of Hera when you’ve arrived and been claimed or during your time at camp, you’re both automatically sticking with each other in solidarity based on the whole impossible child scenario, and children of Queens. You’re also both talking with each other and being discussed with is there going to be a chance of a demigod child of Amphitrite in the future. (though very unlikely at the moment due to the fact she is Nereids, and there hasn’t been any evidence that she has any interest in mortal men*) 

You’re guided to Camp Halfblood and chaperoned by your step sibling and son of Hades, Nico di Angelo. You have had 3 to 6 months to get to know him, and him knowing, coming to terms, and being quickly forced to acclimate to your existence. With a favour from Hades and a gently enforced command by Persephone, he was to accompany you to Camp Halfblood. It was less because of the threat of monsters, with the company you’re keeping, but more so as “emotional and physical support”. Seeing as you couldn’t be accompanied by the Lampades, the nymphs of the Underworld, Nico was the best next option (read: Nico is being told to accompany you in a political move to solidify your position and enforce your presence). 

When you get claimed, you come on the cusp of Winter and Spring. The bare naked trees that are covered with snow disappear as yellow-green bright leaves begin to take over the branches with flower buds blossoming. The snow melts away into water, seeping into the earth below you, with fuzzy grass peeking out. It carpets underneath you with flowers sprouting underneath you, the first flowers of spring of Crocus, Snowdrops, Daffodils, with the appearance of butterflies and robins fluttering around you. 

Two birds drop down to put a crown of thorns, twisting around to resemble a deer’s horns, setting upon your head, menacing as the winter light casts a menacing shadow, before the claim of Persephone of the Pomegranate appears, glowing brightly. The crown begins to sprout flowers along with the bare trees and plantations into your favourite flowers.

Everyone looks at you in changing confusion, fear, awe, and then disbelief and realisation. You see some people’s eyes, their auras distinct as they look at Nico for answers who sighs before steps forward and clear his throat, his scratchy throat sounding like bare branches rubbing against each other yet loud like a tree falling in a quiet forest.  “I, Nico di Angelo, Son of Hades, present the child of Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Goddess of the Dead, Grains, Spring, and Nature. Hail (F/n) (L/n), their eminence of the seasons.”

Silence takes over like the winter wind before everyone screams with uproar, with minor voices yelling “NOT AGAIN”.

[PART 1 TO PERSEPHONE DEMIGOD HEADCANONS HERE]

[fractalflare]

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[starlesswritings]

every day, i remind myself that this exists.

[betweenlands]

so like do people understand there's a difference between "i dislike this thing because it's cliched" and "i dislike this thing because the person who made it personally bullied a friend of mine, used their platform as a big name fan to send their own fans after other people in similar ways, harassed one of the hermits off tumblr, and made the fandom incredibly inhospitable to anyone who didn't align with Their Specific Opinions" or

[random-rabid-creature]

wow..... minecraft pond..... so cool......

[beechalk]

MASH cold weather episodes are good because you get to see everyone cuddled up all cozy. MASH hot weather episodes are good because you get to see everyone sweaty with their tits out

[ladytauria]

pros: i spent all day today writing

cons: none of it was on my main wips

[stupidscav]

bomb jump

[dualisume]

Identity , is furina && focalors the same person ? or not?

I , for one don't acknowledge the idea of focalors && furina as being the same person or the thought that furina is focalors , daughter or sibling.

I see them as an individual who used to be one but separated to become a completely different person , a reference to how god created eve from adam's rib. Eve or i'd rather say furina in this case was created with the same process on how focalors was perhaps created they are formed to become a human & was given life to experience how is it to be human but for focalors she had become a divinity even before she could experience the whole extent of how to be one -- && has to give up her humanity.

Thus creating furina -- focalors had created furina based on her image && that is the only thing that she && furina resembles to each other nothing more , nothing less ( another reference to how God created adam && eve based on his own image) even focalors had stated in her own words that furina can feel whatever she wants to feel && be whoever she wants to be because focalors knew that furina is not her , && she is her own individual person.

&& don't start with me on the reason of furina & focalors are the same cause focalors stated that she had left behind only herself that was naive && bewildered as her past self on her first day as being human -- of course focalors would have mentioned this cause -- she is saying this to express what might furina had felt the first time she had opened her eyes without any remembrance of her past -- she would be scared , naive and be wildred . This didn't feeling didn't happen only to furina but it also happened to the other oceanids who become human they would have felt the same way focalors && furina felt when they become human -- so no . This doesn't equate them as being the same person.

&& regarding to her final words to furina where she wished her to be happy && live as a human like she had wished for --

Is just focalors saying it to her cause she wished like any other god to her own creation that is furina to have a chance to finally live her life to the fullest without her playing the role of someone else , she didn't wish it not because she want furina to live her life for the two of them .

Furina && focalors are not the same in my eyes , & if they ever exist on a same timeline together i see them as being different person && has a very different kind of distinct personality (though both have love for arts && theatrics ) , even if for a brief moment when neuvilette is talking to focalors, you can immediately see what personality focalors have compared to furina meanwhile we can see snippets of furina's personality that was shown during her meeting with focalors (the mirror meeting) & during her ascension which is furina is meek, soft hearted && willing to learn. While forcalors is more of smug, cunning, && proud & eccentric. It is why i love the thought of furina cutting her hair or changing her own fashion style, colors &&& earning her own vision as to signify as breaking free from the perception that she && focalors are the same person.

so yeah overall--- they aren't the same.. && will never be.