#my lovely series

[mellowoafrascalmuffin]

You're half human/demon:

𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓪

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Growing up between two worlds is such a lonely and troubling experience. Few can relate and those that could are hard to find when needing someone to talk and joke about one’s own experiences. Especially when those worlds are mundane and supernatural. One world is seen as weak and seeks to try and control what they don’t understand. The other is seen as malicious and wish to destroy and enslave creatures they see as pathetic.

But my parents defied such silly stereotypes.

My father was a royal guard, the best in the kingdom, and had earned himself a title after slaying a dragon. And my mother was a succubus, the Luzbel kind. When they had me, they decided to raise me in the human realm until I was old enough to visit the demon realm, as her home and the other demons that live there are… complicated. But, humans are just the same. Threats, humiliation, outcasted by my own. Some would even attempt physical harm on me. Though, those kinda guys are easy work and very quick to beg for their lives. I used to have friends when I was little. My claws haven’t come in, my wings, small and foldable, and my horn was nothing but a numb that could be hidden with a hat. The trickier part was my tail, which left me wearing baggy pants just to try and hide it.

But as I grew up, so did my demonic appearance and traits.

The Luzbel, a scholar race, are a very… by-the-books kind. Orderly in thought and behavior, yet having strong opinions on things we show interest in. We are also quite intelligent. Back then, I was seen as the weird but smart kid. Usually, they only wanted to be my friend for help with school work, but some wanted to get closer to me.

Sadly, as I grew, those around me would grow distant.

My intellect made others envious and fearful, as I quickly ranked top of my classes. Even more so. as my appearance changed to what others described as “beautifully uncanny”. By the time I graduated from high school my mother brought me to her realm as a celebratory vacation. But, she also told me that it is tricky to come back to the human realm, so it may take some time.

My time in the demon realm was… interesting, to say the least.

Apparently, a lot was going on at that time.

New leadership, a new age, and destroyed land after a giant war from disagreement. A dictatorship began, and now it seems like it is here to say. Life goes on, but everyone keeps their heads down, in fear of angering the king.

Though, I guess my time there was nice. My mother said nothing of interest goes on in her realm like my father’s. And, despite the realm now being ruled by an iron fist, things are kinda peaceful here. Or as peaceful as it can get… Most of them have complex and difficult personalities. Some rather talk with their fist, flex their superiority, or are just plain unpleasant.

But others are alright. I got to meet and connect with my kind in mothers hometown. All of them are just like her and I. It felt like home, even though I’d been there for a few days.

I was even able to make a friend here- but she’s different from me. Her name is Nora and she’s a Hala. A gluttonous race and are easy to manipulate with food. I met her-er, well… she met me when I was having a little snack I brought to remind me of home.

“Hey… can… I have… some?”

I was taken by surprise. Most of us prefer to float, so we leave no footsteps, but our awareness is the best of most animals, maybe greater.

“Uh… sur-” Before I could finish my sentence she was already eating my sweet bread… Right out of my hand… Until it was gone.

Munch munch “Fank munch oo.”

“Uhhhhh… You're welcome?”

Who would have thought that such a strange encounter would be the start of a beautiful friendship?

We hung out most of the time I've been in the demon realm, though she's not the brightest and only really talks about food, but I enjoyed her company nonetheless. And when it was time for me to go back to the human realm, we wished each other goodbye.

…

Years passed and I decided that I wanted to go back to the demon realm and follow the work my mother and our kind do. Mother was more than happy to bring me back to her realm and follow in her footsteps; not least to my father's dismay. He doesn’t like that I will be living somewhere, but I’m an adult now, so he can’t really do anything but voice his concerns. In the end, we all just hugged and prepared for my departure. Mother will help me again, with bringing me back to the demon realm, but this time I‘ll be on my own as Mother very much loves my father and she wants to stay close to father as he grows old.

….

It feels like time passes rather quickly in the demon realm, but that might be because I’ve grown up in the human realm and am now in a different time zone. In that time though, I was able to find a job as a librarian. A common job for my race. But, I will admit, things are quite boring here. My home world had something happening almost every day; yet here not a lot happened even when the previous ruler was here. At least that is what the older demons say. But, I have Nora here to keep me company. I thought I would never see her again, as the demon realm is surprisingly big. And I don’t have any food on me like last time. She said she enjoys my company. At least that's what I think she meant. The Hala’s seem to have a problem talking, as I’ve seen. She follows me around a lot and helps out with my work. Is this what having a friend is like? And if it is, I don’t want that feeling to stop.

…..

I sit next to Nora at one of the library's desks. She eating some kind of foreign food she got from a Kusu; it smells good. She’s eating rather quickly and sloppily, but I don’t mind. It adds a little amusement to the quiet and dull setting. Just hope she doesn’t get any on my work. But, she stops suddenly and began sniffing the air.

“Something wrong, Nora?” She continued sniffing until she was literally on my shirt.

“H-HEY!?”

“Oh! S…Sorry”

“I-it's alright. But, what’s the matter with you?”

“You… smell weird.”

Huh? I thought. But, I took a shower this morning though.

“Um… Well… What do I smell like?”

“You… smell like… a human.”

Hearing those words made my heart drop. Human… Humans have a smell? Maybe I’m nose-blind from living with them all my life but… Damn, what should I say to her? Nora’s not the brightest one in the bunch, but I shouldn’t lie to her. Well… She deserves to know the truth. Even if it destroys our relationship.

“Nora… I’ve… haven’t been entirely truthful to you.”

“Eh!?” She seemed shocked. At least I think so. It’s sometimes hard to tell with her bangs in the way.

“I’m not really a Luzbel- Or at least fully one. I’m… Half… H-human.” I managed to stutter out.

“Human?”

“Yes.”

“WOAH!!!”

She said with a big goofy smile.

“Y/n… Human… which means… Y/n… get lots of… human food… right?”

I let out a sigh of relief and frustration. Well, at least she accepts me for who I am. Or at least what I am. Nora’s really dumb, but I couldn't ask for a better friend like her.

[mo-mode]

“But what does Grover bring to the table? He’s just the comedy relief character.” Grover is juggling the role of babysitter, mediator, and emotional manipulator and he cracks jokes too? Give him a BREAK

[isjasz]

[mob killing noises] BAM!!!!1111!!

[thatrandomblogsays]

Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)

Percy, listening to this on the train

[mydairpercabeth]

just saw the most heartbreaking annabeth take from ep 3

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[novaneondream]

it’s our turn to make you smile

[bajaja-blast]

you dislike Luke Castellan because he disagreed with an oppressive government system and actually took action to change the abusive ways him and his peers have been forced to follow for millennia.

I dislike Luke Castellan because in the Titans Curse he manipulated Annabeth, who he raised as his little sister, into holding up the sky, the FUCKING sky, for over 20 hours and had the audacity to walk away as though he was completely apathetic towards it while she begged and pleaded with him to help her.

we are not the same.

[steelsartcorner]

the make-everything-hades fever has spread to lae'zel

all her boons are for sure big huge damage boosters at the expense of your magic meter

others: the dark urge (OC); minthara (bg3), karlach (bg3), shadowheart(bg3), gale (bg3), halsin (bg3), astarion (bg3), wyll (bg3), kotallo (horizon)

[eydilily]

this is fine

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[mellowoafrascalmuffin]

You're a strong-willed Kalys

Context disclaimer: Violence, romantic or platonic & first headcanon/imagine

𝒯𝒶𝓊𝓇𝒶:

Well, well… look who’s a tough cookie. Talk about a once in a lifetime occurrence. Never has she seen a Kalys quite like ya.

You wear such a stern face. Nothing like the typical soft, crybaby expression expected from a Kalys. Seeing them disgust her. Even your body is toned with some muscles. Though not muscular like she is, she can still see a bit of beefiness on you.

Speaking about your body, yours is covered head to toe with all manners of scars, whip marks, and burns. You look like you've been through hell; which is kinda ironic.

At first, she sorta did not care about you too much. Or, at least that's what she likes to think. Just kept a close eye on you when she wasn’t fighting her own kind. That was until one day, while wandering around, she saw you with a Berith. 

The succubus was poking and making nasty faces at you. Berith’s are a prideful kind and love to boast about their achievements and pick on others. And they especially love to bully the Kalys when they get the chance.

You look rather uninterested in what the succubi had to say, and that really pissed her off. Trying and wanting to make you say something smart since you seem to be acting so brave. It was when she got literally into your face did you give any sort of response.

That being a right hook to the nose.

And thanks to her enhanced demonic hearing, she heard just how hard that punch was. A faint but familiar sound of bone cracking. 

The Berith succubus recoils from the hit and quickly covers her nose. Some blood is on your hand and a lot of it is pouring out of the once cocky succubi nose.

Obviously shocked and shaken by the assault, she quickly flees from you like a dog with its tail between its legs. Hopefully your “”response”” got through her arrogant, thick head and left her more humbled.

Little did you know that such a show of power sealed the deal on Taura’s respect and admiration of you.

A couple of days later, she came up to you and asked if you would want to battle with her? Which you surprisingly agreed to.

During the fight, Taura noticed you had quite the fighting experience in that head of yours. Both dirty fighting and skilled techniques. It's not enough to overpower her though. Your small figure makes you light and quick, but she can only slightly feel your punches. And her being big and brawny makes her punches very heavy. So when she eventually hits you, you are literally sent flying in the air and tumbling on the ground.

Yet you keep getting back up. Just like a true Taura (the race). At least if you were one anyway. You may not be able to do much damage to her and her kind, but certainly to many of the other demons here.

But with every strike, she can feel your strength grow. Just like her love for you.

[mienar]

the wandering painter, part one

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[isjasz]

Wild life session 2 random doodles, i wanted to do sm more but i have to stop here now UEAUUE THIS SESSION WAS SO FUN!!!!!!!

[lonesomedreamer]

ALIEN LANDSCAPES of STAR TREK

[mf-artdump]

I've been playing Splatoon since the very first game. And seeing my playable character in the first game reappear and grow in Splatoon 2 and 3, makes my heart clench with bittersweet joy because I grew up with them.

Splatoon grew and I also grew and I couldn't be happier to grow up together.

Thank you for the maritime memories.