#jackson road

[eltristanexplicitcontent]

Watch "Union Pacific Switching Nevada Cement & Jackson Rd. Railroad Crossing, Light Rail Sacramento, CA" on YouTube

[gunpostell]

Landlocked Slave Cemetery:

Georgia family fights to save ancestral burial ground Story and Photos by Robin Postell MORVEN, Ga. – The Macedonia Community Foundation came together on Thursday, February 14, at 10 a.m. to discuss restoration of an historic cemetery filled with potentially hundreds of graves. The Macedonia Cemetery Foundation seeks to protect a landlocked cemetery where their ancestor slaves are buried in…

[mo-mode]

If you are leaving hate comments and vague posting about other people then Grover would be disappointed in you. Let’s make him proud instead, okay? Have a good day :)

[solazu1]

OH SHIT, THEY’RE ROAD-TRIPPING!!!! I have,, a bit of a thing planned :3 a series of images if you will, maybe one can consider it a project or whatever. They're on a journey!! More content awaits including how chaotic it is to have Alex, Amy, Brian, Tim, Jay, and Jessica all in one car going from Alabama to Arizona.

[bell4donn4]

Getaway truck | a western road trip with Luke Castellan

Tags: established relationship,Luke and reader are basically the mom and dad of chb, reader’s godly parent is not specified.

Author’s note: tbh I’ve been lowkey obsessed w western Americana and road trips. I wanted this to be longer but whatever

The humid wind coming from the rolled down window gently messed up your hair.

You sat quietly on the passenger seat of the washed out green truck you and Luke rented. It must have been a Ford 1967, or some other kind of vintage model.

You couldn’t tell, and honestly, you didn’t bother to anyways, too busy looking out of the window admiring the desertic surroundings; sipping on your coca-cola.

<<you smudged your lipstick>> he glanced at you, taking his eyes off the road to send you a lopsided smile. One of his big and rough hands rested on your bare thigh, exposed by your jeans shorts.

It was mid summer, almost autumn time, yet the western country side never failed to drain you out with its scorching weather.

<<did I?>> you pulled down the visor, inspecting yourself in the small mirror; but you could tell he was right by the red stain on the metal can.

<<oh yeah, I did>>

Luke laughed lowly while he took a turn to the left, hand strong and firm on the steering wheel. You admired him in silence, a sort of pride filling your ego as you looked at your boyfriend.

That day, he wore a white linen shirt, which he (purposely) left unbuttoned on the chest, making his Hermes dog-tag visible. A pair of sunglass used to sit in the bridge of his nose, but were now long forgotten on the dashboard. It felt weird to see him without the bright orange shirt.

This little getaway from camp was going more than lovely. Finally free from all the responsibilities you both had to take on. You couldn’t even imagine how the camp must have looked like in that moment, with both of the two head counsolers gone.

<<do you think they set the cabins on fire?>>

<<for how long have we been away?>> Luke said

<< half a day?>> you nodded

<<yeah then, the woods are probably already burning as well. Along with the cabins and all>>

he hummed in approval at his own answer, earning a giggle from you.

He caressed your thigh with his thumb.

<<im joking, I’m sure the kids will be alright>>

<<you sound like an old dad>>

He shrugged his shoulders, grinning; but just as it started, the conversation slowly died down.

In the background of your comfortable silence, a low melody coming from the radio filled your ear.

With Luke, you didn’t need to talk. No many words need to be spoken with a man like him. You have been together enough to understand each other in silence. Plus— that should’ve been a sort of vacation from the chaos of camp.

So you preferred not to add anything else, simply allowing the worries to occupy the back of your mind.

You turned the music up as Molly Parton started playing.

You enjoyed the song, humming along the robotic notes coming from the radio.

Fortunately, by the time you arrived at your destination— a lake far far away from the one you had to see everyday— the worries were all gone. Replaced by that fuzzy feeling that only being with Luke could give you.

[oldschoolfrp]

Road warriors (Guy Burchak, back cover of Car Wars supplement Autoduel Quarterly, V7 N1, "Spring 2039" issue -- published Spring 1989)

[strangermurdock]

just got into an uber and this is my driver I don’t think I’m making it out of this one guys

[mkarchin713]

Legacy of Chronos: Daughter of the Unknown God

Through her travels around the world/Infinite Realms, Ellie stumbles on Camp Halfblood and is mistaken for a demigod. She is determined to be a legacy of Cronus (Clockwork) and the child of an unknown god with a DP symbol (Danny).

Cue everyone mistaking Chronos for Kronos and thinking that the mystery god is a child of Kronos born sometime while he was in Tartarus. This misunderstanding is not helped by the fact that the Underworld is part of the Infinite Realms and portals to the Ghost Zone where often mistaken for portals to Tartarus.

Now Zeus is freaking out and wants to use Ellie as leverage against her father who obviously wants to take over Olympus. Percy/Thalia/Nico/Lester/whoever is now trying to keep Ellie out of Zeus’s paranoid clutches and get her back to Tartarus before her father goes looking for her.

(Ellie is so happy she made new friends, they’re even going to take her on a road trip to LA. Sure they seemed really nervous when she mentioned Danny would come looking for her if she didn’t check in soon, how was she supposed to know Hellhounds are cellphones anyway)

[violentlycookingcartoons]

Saw people doing the draw your favourite character so I decided to try it myself :)

Here's the thingy template:

[diary-of-a-demigod]

CAMP AMBER ROAD

In the year 1860, Camp Half-Blood migrated from Europe to America. For the European demigods who weren't brought there, it meant being left behind to fend for themselves.

And although the monster attacks became less frequent and the monsters less vicious, a dark era began.

Times changed, traveling abroad became more available to the common man. The American camp came within reach for the European demigod population again, but this isn't the only possiblity anymore: within the borders of Poland, a brand new camp was opened, now welcoming demigods from all of Europe!

Right now, in 2024, summer is about to start and Principal Lydia Wieczorek, daughter of Clio, is welcoming you in the Jan Parandowski School Complex no.3 in Janczarno!

But just what is the school administration hiding from the student-campers? What the hell is the Atreus Bunker, what's the big deal about it and why is the New Parandowski Association so obsessed with finding it?

@lunii12

[artfilmfan]

All Dirt Roads Taste of Salt (Raven Jackson, 2023)

cinematography: Jomo Fray

[mythology-void]

obsessed with Hades in pjo. he serves looks. he's 10/10 host material. he offered them snacks when they came in. he's literally just living his life. he thinks ares is a moron. he saved Percy's mom and was weirdly polite about using her as a bargaining chip. he has no idea what's going on. he's a girlboss. he immediately offered Percy sanctuary when he found out what was going on. he genuinely cares about people's well-being. he's overworked and stressed out. he's deeply confused. he's not scary at all he's literally just a sleep deprived ceo. he's an icon and I love him so much

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[fertileground]

all dirt roads taste of salt, 2023 (dir. raven jackson)

[oldschoolfrp]

"Miss Lead," "The Austin Bandit," and other stars of the autoduel circuit and rovers of the wasteland (George "Speed" Webber, Autoduel Quarterly V1, N3, Steve Jackson Games, November 1983)