#pleague

[lilmcttens]

"I should not be awake. You should not be awake go to sleep dumb-dumb."

"Sleep or Suffer Pick one."

[oecsports]

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[yangchihkuang]

難怪叫VIP座位 後面有髮香在洗脖子 前面還有一群顧目啾 就算球員飛撲在我面前也故作鎮定 #初體驗VIP #pleague #pleagueplus （在 洲際棒球場） https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl3w5ZUvNLD5BwHztuAsiIUG1s8nx1tYoVeRYQ0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[kenyuanli]

成就解鎖！終於跟知名主播 @marctienhk #田鴻魁 一起合照！ #pleague #這場我在 #有點意思 #oneofone （在 鳳山體育館 Fongshan Stadium） https://www.instagram.com/p/CltTHnjpsM4ZQjGHrB3Y0k3HuZU3kaHzKArM_o0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mythtiide]

mother ginjika lets gooooooooooooo wooooooo

[wind-becomes-lightning]

yes go off hun you are doing amazingly

[magnoliamyrrh]

this is the first time in.... many years... when its this general time of year and im not just... losing my mind in trauma and spiraling and being consumed alive by it. still feel uhH weird but ,,, big improvement that came from idk where and that im thankful for

[fastwalker]

https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/35567391/

(source)

[papirouge]

...then leave me alone and shut up, then? I'm not a "debate" blog, you're not entitled to my precious time to address your pathetic frustration about a corny meme on the internet. There are plentiful of whiny whitefem blogs out there for that purpose.

And I literally quoted each part of your post to address all your points so miss me with that yOu dIdN't AdDreSs mY aRugMentS/yOu Dont kNow HoW tO dEbaTe". You're just one of those people who conflate their own refusal to acknowledge actual counterargument to the absence of counterargument..

And stop acting so shook about me calling me white identified when you literally acted like I was too dumb to know African slave owners were a thing and put into my mouth things that I never said. You don't like to be misjudged? Fine. Then keep that same energy when it comes to others. I just gave you a tease of your own medicine. Cope.

I called Black men "bums" "dusties" and "fucked up" and yet you only got offended when it came to White women (that I called "manipulative" and being able to lie. BIG DEAL.). Despite what I said about Black men, you didn't find relevant to've yet to call me a misandrist or "racist". Very interesting.... 🙃 Stop trying to justify yourself: your reaction speaks louder than your words. Go be a White woman WK elsewhere, bc that stuff will never fly with me.

I won't bother reading the rest of your essay bc it's getting ridiculous. You people will literally freak out at the slightest diss targeted at White women which ultimately proves my point ever further.

You're "White identified" no more bestie : I officially assign you as a full on honorary White woman for your outstanding ability to make yourself a victim out of the most ridiculous shit AND make everything about yourself. Congratulations.

[rayraelleaizawa]

They say something hurtfull in an argument

TW: sad, slight angst, fighting

Characters: Shanks, Beckmann, Mihawk

Side note: a bit ooc cause they'd never say something like that but we live for angst

Part 2: Making up after an argument

Shanks

"Why do you always have to be drunk?" i asked him as he woke up with yet another hangover. Being together with Shanks is amazing, he loves you, he gives you everything you could wish for and more, but there is one thing you hate about his beheaviour: the constant drinking.

"Because we are pirates, we have to party" Shanks answered with a grin before he groans due to his headache.

"This drinking will kill you one time, do you know that? It's also a huge downturn in bed when i want to kiss you and all i can smell is alcohol on your breath." You kept on complaining, tired of this. "Alcohol damages your body so much, do you want to die so much earlier or what?" you snapped at him.

"Maybe I need something to make me feel better about your constant bickering." Shanks said with a growl, the grin disappearing.

You halted in your tracks. A look of hurt crossed your face as you shut your mouth close. Sadness welled up inside you at the thought, that you were also a reason why he kept on having this extremly unhealthy habit.

"I'm sorry then" you said quietly and walked out of your shared quarters, now probably only his quarters, cause you werent sure if you want to go back there and sleep next to him.

You were just worried about him, why didnt you notice that you were annoying him with that? You never said anything, helped him out of all his problems that he caused by himself with his childish demeanour, you only scolded him when he hurt himself. He never hurts others, he only lets himself get hurt. And that frustrated you beyond believe.

Didnt he know how much you cared for him? Did he even care? Are you even enough to make him start to look out for himself?

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you hid yourself in an empty room on the ship. You tried so much to accept his drinking habbits, you didnt even ask him to stop, just to not be drunk 6 and a half days of the week, and that every week.

You burried your face in your knees and cried. Where you that insufferable that he hurts his own body just to be able to endure your company? If you left, then he wouldnt do this to himself anymore, right?

Benn Beckman

"Really? Another one?"

You say annoyed as you watch your boyfriend light up another cigarette.

"Yes. Another one."

He plainly answers. You guys had this discussion before. You wanted him to smoke less, he said he'd try to but the amount doesnt get any less.

"Benn this really damages your lungs. Cant you please try to smoke less?"

You asked again, and he sighed annoyed.

"They help me relax."

You started to get annoyed by his short answers.

"You could relax with other stuff. You could take a bath, or i could massage you, or we could just spend time together."

You suggested as he sighed out audibly annoyed.

"And you think after all the work and stress I have the whole day I want to spend it around a person which constantly nags on me and where i cant let my mind settle even a bit?"

He snapped, looking at you angrily. You looked at him with an unmoving face before you adverted your eyes. You didnt want to show him that his words hurt.

"I'm sorry, I didnt know you couldnt let your guard down around me."

You said defeated, turning around and slowly walking away. You could hear him say your name quietly but you didnt want to turn around. You just walked under deck and into your cabin. You sat down on your desk and started working, tears running down your face as you felt a coldness within you.

Does he not trust me enough? I didnt know that I am a stress factor for him.

Dark thoughts pleagued your mind as you tried to just work through your feelings. You tried to not be even more of a burden. Tears ran down your face, some of them hitting the desk and some hitting the papers with the lists and research about the treasures your crew had gotten lately.

Benn works so hard, and I never made him feel better. I just added to his stress. He'd be better off alone, right?

Dracule Mihawk

"Could you please tell me when you plan on leaving?"

You said to Mihawk as he came back after two months without telling you that he'll be gone.

"Why? I have my own free will if i remember correctly."

"Because I worry about you when you just suddenly disappear! It isnt that hard to just leave a note or something when you cant tell me in the face that you have to leave."

You were angry at him. What did he think? He was your boyfriend so why couldnt he just tell you when he left for weeks?

He puts down his hat and went to get some vine but you stopped him. Him not even looking at you makes you feel like you're unimportant to him, that this whole matter is of no interest to him.

"Do you really care so little about my feelings? Or am I just a nuissance to you right now that you cant even stop walking when I talk with you."

He then looked at you, annoyance but also a sign of being unbothered on his face.

"You're acting like a child. If I leave again and dont come back you'll at least know why now."

He said that so matter of factly that you were stunned about his coldness. He moved around you to the kitchen to grab some vine, and you just stood there.

Did he really just say that I am the reason why he doesnt want to come home anymore?

You shook your head slightly, recalling his words again and trying not to be hurt by them. As you hear his steps starting to come back, you hurried out of the room and into your shared bedroom. Tears streamed down your face as you tried to make it make sense.

When did he start hating to come back to you? What exactly was so annoying about you? Why didnt he just tell you that he didnt like your behaviour anymore? Does he even like you anymore?

All those thoughts were running through your head as you packed the little clothes and stuff you owned. You didnt touch a thing that he bought for you. If he wanted to leave and not come back, then you will make it easier for him and leave on your own. That's what he wants, isnt it?

After you finished packing you quietly stepped out of his castle and made your way into the woods. Tears were still streaming down your face, but you ignored them. This was for the best, right?

[my-pjo-stuff]

I think at this point I don't have to say that the USA seems to be horribly oversaturated in terms of gods and immortal beings. Like litteraly EVERYTHING is in the US. 90% of the time it seems like the gods only EVER pay attention to the US too. Logically however we know that there also HAVE to be demigods not living in the US. Like there HAVE to be some. Which brings me to this new crack headcanon: Litteraly every demigod outside the US lives a completely chill life in absolute obscurity. 99% of monsters seem to run around in America, the gods only ever use US demigods in their plans, everyone and everything important is located in the USA. That leaves your average european demigod for example to life a pretty average life! We have no reason to assume there are as many satyrs on other continents and in other countries as in the US. Since most monsters are where the most gods and demigods are they don't even really have to deal with them. If a demigod in Europe doesn't have any special power there is a chance they'd never even know they are a demigod. The few demigods aware of it all who weren't born in the US avoid that country like the PLEAGUE- why should they go to the place where their kind litteraly dies as kids for some random ass war they've got nothing to do with???? Naw, stay litteraly anywhere else and your life as a demigod immideatly get's like 10x easier. Percy and Annabeth should just emigrate for some peace and quiet tbh.

[ananiel]

Tw : slight Gore, dark content, read at your own risk

Now thinking about my last post. Let's talk a little about this version of You. (for context and better understanding the fic i suggest reading the first part, of course, it's optional, feel Free to do as You wish as i put some Main explinations on this fic as well)

Now, clearly someone that lost all of their close one (and not on accident but because of the need to protect them) would be rather skitish. You hold the biggest secret of humanity, the secret that hey, You are the mastermind behind it all and You took powers from everyone (made them unable to use them by making them forget they exist), You just lost your best friend because of the need to protect them. You would clearly be stand offish, maybe even skitish like a cat . I mean, who wouldn't knowing that there isn't a way for them to lower their powers and if they did lower them, everyone would get the powers that were killing them back. So Yes, i amagine this version of You to be more quiet, or maybe not quiet, but to prefer to be alone, to mourn in silence the lost of their kind, knowing they are at fault for it

So that's when the yandere's come, and there are 3 posibilities of how it would go

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IT starts as a curiosity, a need to see if You are a worthy or not. They watch over You like a hawk and they can't help but feel something in their chest as they look at You. At how You continue to live your life as if nothing happened and how everyone seems to ignore the way your eyes gloss from time to time or how your lower lip quivers when You see something reminding You of your old friend or about what You did to them

Maybe they felt pity for You, maybe they were trying to understand You more, maybe they were happy that a being like You was alone. Alone and easy to captureze. They can't remember when this curiosity turned into obssesion

IT became a habit, to talk You, to know about your daily life as if it was theirs. It was entertaining for them. It was refreshing for them to watch over You, over your grief of a lost life, and they were content living like this, at least for now.

Sooner or later things of yours Will start to dissapear or be moved around your house and You would find flowers and love letters written in blood. Letters explaining their adoration and how jealous they are of the friend that pleagues your mind and heart, saying that it isn't fair for them to sicken your state when they were supposed to do it, to be the reason You can't sleep at night

This letters Will grow crazier and crazier, until one day You see them in your living room, your friend's mangled body next to them as they dedicate this piece of art in your name

The stalker : gin akutagawa, NIKOLAI, Tanizaki, kenji, John Watson, Fred porlock, Irene adler, zack patterson, ARTHUR RIMBAUD, Billy the kid, von harder, tachihara, Odasaku, ranpo, atsushi, Kunikida

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You were interesting in their eyes. A rare jewel only for them to see. Only for them to play with. Imagine the Power they would hold if You were their partner. Oh, they could change the world. That's what they wanted at first, to use your talent, to use You as a whole. Of course, for that they needed to get close to You, and that's what they did. First they entered in your life as an acquintance. You tought meeting them was random, something only fate could've pulled the strings to happen.

You were so cute in their eyes. So hurt and vulnerable after realising You had no one left. They of course noticed the way your voice would quiver or how You would refuse contact with anyone. You were simply adorable. And they needed to know more about You. EVERYTHING about You and your way of thinking bacause You showed them You weren't dumb, You showed them that You didn't fall easily into their open net as they expected. They loved it. They forgot about their plan to use You very fast and instead just wanted your love, wanted You to sorrow over them like You did after your friend

They become intoxicated with the tought of having You lean on them after they found out every small detail that You couldn't hide about your existente, yet they wanted more, needed more.

They Will manipulate You with their sweet words, get You to tell your story and they Will listen with such interest as if they Will engrave every word You just uttered into their skin. They needed to know everything, as if it hurt them not to. They would replay everything You told them, over and over, until it was impragnated in their very own soul

Of course, You are somehow human, You need conections with the outside so they use that fact to trap You. To pull you in their obsessive hold where You won't ever escape

The manipulators : jouno, Dazai osamu, shibusawa, Fyodor, Mori Ougai, Ango, William james moriarty, Albert james moriarty, Charles Augustus milverton, James bond, fukuzawa (?), Bram

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One word : devotion

That's what You can read when You look into their eyes.

They related to You, to how lonely You felt, they hated seeing You mourn for someone else. They hated the fact that they didn't know much about You and how skitish You were. You were an entity, a God, in their eyes. The reason they were put on this earth was to be in your presence.

They are like animals. Wild and dangerous ones that will claw out the eyes of everyone that comes to closer to You, they are ready to bite and break, to hurt and destroy anything to get their goal. To get to You.

No one is safe. They are the worst ones to have in your giving time. Not only would they torture your friend and any other being that You ever took the powers out of, but they Will do it and proundly procleim that now you're only theirs, that your heart only belongs to them . It's most likely that while they kill and dispose the bodies of "normal ones" the ones that are like You will be trophies, your friend the most precious one.

They'll lick at every wound You ever had that is healed or freshly made, they Will drink your blood as if it gives them Power to live. In your name, they do anything.

The devoted : LOUIS JAMES MORIARTY , Billy the kid, sherlock holmes, PAUL VERLAINE, Edgar allen poe (?), Nikolai, Ryonosuke akutagawa, Sebastian Moran, CHUUYA

[mikey-stardust-way]

*frothing at the mouth, wailing and withering on the floor*

I'm being PLEAGUED! PLEAGUED BY VISIONS!!!

The visions in question: (Marty McFly invading my dreams and being a LITTLE ON THE REAAAALLLLLLY FRIENDLY with me-) (he kisses me, I wake up in his bed constantly, and then he keeps giving me T shots-)

[kenyuanli]

Let's go, Braves! #fubonbraves #kaohsiungsteelers #pleague #這場我在 #有點意思 （在 鳳山體育館 Fongshan Stadium） https://www.instagram.com/p/ClsdVlmL6KHGnElV_knGmdPOFnAGRWuLeY9e2Y0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[alpaca-clouds]

Some more Mythology...

Featuring the saddest sad boy....... Apollo

You know what... After doing Persephone, Pan and Hermes, I might as well do Apollo, too. So, origins of Apollo and what God did he evolve out of?

Welp, funny thing: He is probably the most Greek of the Greek gods. Because most of his central aspects do seem to originate with the advanced, ancient Greek culture. While he was clearly influenced by some other worship... He seems to kinda be an original.

So, yeah. Apollo probably originated with Mycenaean Greece and might originally have been called Paean, being a good of medicine. I say "might be" because there is a lot of disgreement whether Paean was just an alternate name with the name Apollo being around for as long. Because boy howdy, Apollo collected epiphets like it was nobody's business.

Funnily enough, those folks who do this comparative mythology for a living have never definitivly answered where the name Apollo comes from. There are tons of theories, but they are all that: Theories.

There is a late Bronze Age god called Aplu, who was worshipped by the Hittites, who was a god of healing and of the pleague at the same time. We also know that the oracle cult of Delphi goes back a really, really long time. And that within that cult a twin duo of a female moon goddess and a male sun god have been worshipped. There is a good chance that just through cultural exchange the god of light and prophecy from Delphi picked up the Hittite aspects of healing to merge und to early Paean, with Artemis picking up the hunting aspects from Minoan Greece.

But that is just a lot of speculation.

Just as it is not quite clear when or how Apollo picked up the art-related aspects of himself. Some speculation is, that those actually are a celtic influence, because we see them becoming more populat when more exchange with the celtic cultures happened - especially later on with Rome.

Something that cannot be overstated is, how fucking popular Apollo was. Everybody fucking loved Apollo. He was so popular, that literally most cultures that got into contact with him, managed to somehow put him into their own mythology. One could say, he struck a chord. (Ba-Dumm-Tss. You get it? God of music? Nevermind...)

This popularity might be, why his core mythology did not get changed around a lot. He picked up new aspects, yes, but did not get changed into something entirely different.

So, I guess it is kinda fitting that he looks like a washed up pop star xD I kinda headcanon it for Stray Gods Apollo, that he kinda went to pass onto stars and starlets, trying to regain his former popularity. But only getting sadder, as he does.

[fastwalker]

I have the pleague again and my sense of smell is gone since today but only like 90% and it's weird af