#or eat an instrument

[avid-idiot]

I AM SUFFERING IN BAND CLASS. I HAVE LUNCH BLOCK AFTER THIS AND I CANT EAT UNTIL 1:03 MY FUCKING GOD

Eesh. Tough. Steal a snack or something, idk

Anyways nighttt <3

[ghostvibesonly]

THERE ARE OTHER WAYS DID NOT GO WHERE I WAS EXPECTING IT TO OH MY GOD /POS

PENELOPE’S THEME AND INSTRUMENT?? ODYSSEUS BEING QUITE LITERALLY BACKED INTO A CORNER AND HAVING SEEMINGLY NO OTHER WAY TO SAVE HIS MEN BUT STILL NOT BEING ABLE TO BRING HIMSELF TO GO THROUGH WITH THE ACT (EVEN THO IT WOULDN’T BE A TRUE ACT OF BETRAYAL BECAUSE THERE’S NO ACTUAL CONSENT ON HIS SIDE AND IT WAS SOMETHING HE WAS ABOUT TO BE COERCED INTO)??? CIRCE BEING TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF BEFORE AND BELIEVING THAT “BECOMING THE PUPPETEER” IS THE ONLY WAY TO KEEP HERSELF AND HER NYMPHS SAFE SO SHE OFFERS THIS “ACT OF PASSION” TO STILL HAVE A FORM OF CONTROL, AND THEN SEEING ODYSSEUS IS NOT LIKE THOSE BEFORE BECAUSE HE’S SO IN LOVE WITH PENELOPE (WHO HE HASN’T SEEN IN 12 YEARS) THAT HE REFUSES HER OFFER AND PLEADS BECAUSE IT’S NOT WORTH IT EVEN THO THATS THE ONLY OPTION HE’S BEEN GIVEN??? HIM CALLING HIMSELF A PUPPET MAKING HER REALIZE THAT THIS CYCLE OF ABUSE AND CONTROL ISN’T WORTH IT ONLY TO COME TO A MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING BECAUSE SHE KNOWS WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE TRULY IN LOVE AND TO BE HURT, SO SHE OFFERS HIM AN ACT OF KINDNESS INSTEAD???

“Maybe showing one act of kindness leads to kinder souls down the road”

[okiroash]

it doesn't wash away

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 19; Kiss me once, kiss me twice

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

if nydas had survived, do you think he would've followed zerxus like fy'ra rai followed opal?

[redbean-nom]

love that nobody can function without echo in the empire era. the batch keeps losing the ship, barely manage to finish their missions, and entirely forgo strategy. and then on the other hand, rex pre-echo-joining-the-rebellion was living in an abandoned garage with one singular tiny ship. then shortly after echo joins they have a whole base with like twenty troopers and real doors and actual food and a ship actually designed for long distance travel.

[t4tcecilos]

thinking about sweetheart… how HER SONG was overshadowed by the other 3 characters singing about marvin and miss goldberg and columbus… her “i’m a person”s getting sung over by acknowledgements of marvin being a person… they drown her out as soon as she starts singing that she’s a person too…. “marvin loves miss goldberg” “but i’m his sweetheart” SHE DOESNT EVEN GET A NAME . HEAD IN HANDS. and by the end of the song she just sings “im his sweetheart” AUGH…. shes a person……….

[earlgreybongwater]

i have this epiphany multiple times a week but king gizzard & the lizard wizard is the best band to ever live

[carelessflower]

believe in my heart there some small bakery with that only didn’t go bankrupt because alec was the only one to enjoy their desserts magnus paid a ludicrous amount everytime to keep them in business

[creeky-cricket]

since October's over I'm going rouge by posting these whenever.

APHtober day 19 - History / Kim + Ghost (would you believe me that there's technically only one person in this?)

(list made by @vlyadromeave)

Alt version + close ups below!!

the scariest book of all.....

[postnuclearwar]

Like it or not the perfect malewife already exists, and his name is Senshi of Izganda

[blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds]

III & His Bass.

The O2 December 3rd, 2024

(Source - the amazingly brilliant fadetodvst)

[cs-cabin-and-crew]

Less than 20 minutes until wisdom saga

I do not apologize for the person I shall be within the next 20 minutes.

And nor shall I apologize for the monster I shall be tomorrow.

I welcome the wisdom saga with open arms.

[insert more funny puns here]

[theinfinitedivides]

'i'd still know you, not being shown you / i only need the workin' of my hands' oh this F*CKS Andrew

[italicized-oh]

this isn't done but it is happening and i want to get revenge on @anonymouslylovesyou for bringing this to me. enjoy. a shatterstar ceremony ritual wedding fic snippet

When Jace wakes up, he is looking at the night sky. It’s hot, and dry, and he is alone alone alone–

When Jace wakes up, he’s in the cool damp of a long-abandoned temple. Defaced friezes line the walls, rocks are crumbling around him, and he is alone alone alone–

When Jace wakes up. Because he will. Eventually. Soon, even. Probably. 

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He is alone. His chest hurts. His head hurts, too, and there’s a FLASH–

“You look beautiful.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

He is alone. His head hurts. And his chest hurts, for that matter, and–

“I find it deeply ironic that you made me wear white for this.”

“Well I find you deeply ironic.”

“That’s not…okay. Fine. Yes.”

He’s alone, but he wasn’t before, he could’ve sworn just now that–

“Isn’t it taboo to officiate your own wedding?”

“This ain’t a wedding, starshine.”

“Right.”

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Fuck, everything hurts, and he gropes blindly at his chest– wait. Blindly?

Jace can feel Porter’s laugh rumble where his back is pressed against Porter’s chest. The muscles of Porter’s arms flex, Jace feels a rib crack, feels hot breath gust across the shell of his ear, feels–

Everything fucking hurts. There’s a ringing in his ears, and he can’t see–

Jace watches as Porter places spell components in the spots Jace points to. Watches, because Jace himself is in the center of the arcane circle, in white linen, and is Not Allowed to help. He doesn’t know why, and he doesn’t care. It just has to work.

Even his mouth hurts, oh god, and there’s blood when he touches his fingers to his nose–

Porter moves gracefully. Jace always forgets that. Control, subtlety, all smooth motion and close-knit muscles. Maybe that’s why Jace always has to look at him. Because he’s always forgetting. Porter places myrrh on a rock, frowns, and then adjusts it so it sits slightly more in the center. Jace watches.

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He must be having a heart attack. Sudden pain to the chest, labored breathing, rushing blood, impending doom, and–

“Wait. You want to put that. In me.”

Porter snorts. “That’s what she said.”

Jace sighs. Waits.

“It’s not really gonna be in you. It’s more that it’s gonna become you.”

He’s dying. He is dying? He has died. He was dying. He’s dead. He’s–

“I swear to–”

“Who, sweetheart? God?"

Porter shoves him into the cab of the truck and hits the lock. Jace doesn’t even think to Teleport away.

He died. And now?

“I’m the only god you’re gonna get, baby. Best start worshiping.”

(part 2 here)