#someone help this boy

[demigods-posts]

reminder that percy's rebellious nature. often linked to the lack of restraint he inherits from his father. could also derive from the abusive and toxic environments he grew up in. and him undermining the authoritative rule of the adults in his life was likely a defense mechanism. because it was the only thing he could control when every aspects of his life felt like someone was plotting his downfall. so.

[solifelessblog]

Mini comic for the occasion, Hunter wonders for their future and of course Darius assures him that there's nothing that they can't stop together… yes

Please reblog, don’t repost :)

[pontmercysamis]

every segment of les mis where marius narrates is essentially one chapter of “marius is full of passion and excitement! he’s going to make action” immediately followed by “marius has lost all hope in life and is waiting to die” and then the cycle repeats again 😭

[nelkcats]

Ectoplasm problems

Danny was in extremely danger, the G.I.W agents were getting closer and he was scared, never thought he would fear the color white until then.

What for some could mean peace, security and healing for him was danger, experimentation and death.

A few days ago his parents had refused to continue selling ectoplasm, with the portal closed "accidentally" their reserves of the Zone were running out, the agents thought that getting ectoplasm for their weapons would be easy, but clearly the environmental ectoplasm was not that powerful, nor easy to recreate.

Their next solution was to capture ghosts, sometimes blobs, on one occasion they captured Ember and Johnny (hopefully Danny had arrived on time before something worse happened).

Unfortunately they made a discovery, although the "blood" of the ghosts was ectoplasm (as they verified with some strangely harmless tests according to Ember) each ghost had an extremely different composition.

While Ember's ectoplasm was kept at a high temperature and near boiling point, Johnny's was just wrong in texture and unwieldy, the blobs were just lacking and weak.

With the help of Frostbite, he discovered that this was due to the core that each ghost possessed, since it affected the state the body was in and acted in different ways. Due to the instability of the Zone and its lack of gravity, the closest similar ectoplasm was ice cores.

The plus side was that the ice cores were mostly found in Far Frozen, and it was unlikely that they would make it out to the human realm, the minus side was that Danny had a bad habit of leaving his blood behind in his fights, where the G.I.W could have access to the samples and identify it as "proper ectoplasm" despite its obviously different characteristics from ghosts due to his halfa status.

Ironically, that made it even more suitable, since his blood-like ectoplasm made it easier to handle and store, with a much higher power than the zone. So yeah, now Danny was running for his life because the federal agents wanted to bleed him alive, ¿dead? half alive, you get the point.

Now they weren't just going to tie him to a table, they were going to make sure to keep him alive to bleed him out until his core vanished, joy. The only good thing about the situation is that somehow the G.I.W still didn't know about the ghost cores but considering the situation he didn't have hope about that for longer.

Now, if only Jazz's distress call worked this time...

[hannahssimblr]

I’m running early for the movie night on Saturday. As I zip myself into my coat by the door I feel pleased with myself about it, because it means for once I won’t be rushing. Maybe I can even be extra nice and prove to Michelle that I am not always the nightmarishly annoying boy she thinks I am by helping to make popcorn, or pouring sweets into little bowls for her. 

My mother descends the staircase just as I am about to leave. “Jude?” She says, “Where are you headed?”

“Jen’s, we’re just watching a film.”

“Oh, no. You’ll have to be home tonight with Ivy. I have plans.”

I am incredulous, “Plans, mom?”

“Don’t act so surprised, please, yes, I have plans. I’m going into the city centre for eight. Ivy can’t be left alone, I thought you would be here.”

“You thought but you didn’t ask.”

She rolls her eyes and makes her way over to the hallway mirror to fidget with her earring. They’re the Swarovski crystal ones she got from Dad a few birthdays ago and acted unenthused about. It was probably just to get to him because I’ve seen them on her multiple times since, too many times for a woman who said they weren’t her style. “Well if we’re both going out then you’ll have to arrange to have the babysitter come over.”

“Me? Why me?”

“As I explained to you, I need to be in town at eight. It will take me twenty minutes to walk to the DART station and then another twenty to get to the restaurant.”

“Why are you getting the DART?”

“Because I intend to have a drink.”

I pull a face. Is she really going out for fun? My mother does not have fun. I’m convinced that she enjoys nothing, in fact, and only cracks a smile when she is pretending to experience joy like some sort of alien life form attempting to imitate human emotion. “Dad is home,” I manage after several perplexed seconds, standing by the coat rack while she applies some sort of sticky gloss to her lips. 

“Your father is in his office working. He can’t look after a child when he is working,” She sighs with impatience, because shouldn't it be obvious that this man cannot possibly watch his child while in the same house as her? “Why are you so confused? We have the babysitter’s number in the address book, just arrange for her to come over. Your father will pay her.”

“Yeah, and if she’s not available? Agnieszka is nineteen and it’s a Saturday night…”

“Then you’ll have to stay behind,” She turns and looks me up and down, shrugging carelessly, “sorry.”

I shrug out of my coat and stalk into the kitchen where the address book of all of the people who come and go from this house is stacked neatly in a drawer. I should really have them all off by heart, or at least saved in my phone for the amount of times I have to phone these people. 

“Goodbye, Jude.” Mom calls from the hallway. 

I don’t answer her. She shuts the door with a thump. 

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[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

We already know how Gabriel was as a child and an adult, but as a teenager?

The fact that I just finished artwork with teen Gabriel—

Technically Teen Gashley but it still works

Before running away, Gabe was kept under a very tight leash by his parents. Didn’t really go anywhere besides school and anywhere his parents took him. School still wasn’t the best place for him, he got along well with his teachers- but his peers still didn’t like him. Also didn’t help when rumors got out about him apparently liking girls, and then him confirming it cause he didn’t know better. Dude- just couldn’t catch a break.

[shelh93]

Eddie: I want you to know that I love your brother very much

Maddie: You do?

Eddie: Yes

Maddie: Really?

Eddie: Yes

Maddie: *remembering last week when Buck got his hand stuck in a jar*

Maddie: May I ask why?

[sassy-sofia]

Kofun really is walking through life confused and I feel that.

[poke-whisper-twilight]

Chatot is a character let me tell you…

[ln4wins]

and to the shock of absolutely no one, lando is wearing his favourite palm angels trousers and a hoodie, even though it’s 23 degrees

[cervidame]

any updates on genesis? 🥺

hi anon!!! i live!! do not worry it is happening 💖 here is a snippet of the start of next chapter to tide your over til i have time to do a final edit 💖💖💖 Theo walked slowly towards the Bridgerton's doorstep. The purple flowers and clear blue sky were as warm and welcoming as always, and the smell of freshly baked bread escaped from the open first floor windows. The illusion of perfect peace was soon tarnished by the muffled noise of children screeching.

The moment he walked through the door alone, left behind by a grumpy and disgruntled John who did not offer to take his coat, Theo realised he needed to stop getting his hopes up for any sense of peace in Mayfair. As there, chasing each other around the stairs while a maid stood panting, clutching her knees, were Eloise's two youngest siblings. Wild as Daisy, but without a roof to climb, the two settled for chasing each other and giggling like sheep dog let loose in the field for the first time.

Theo watched this with all the bafflement of a person who had not spent an extended amount of time with children before, even when he was a child himself.

As a guest in the house, he was almost certain he shouldn't interfere. It was not his place. Clinging to this rule of propriety that no one had informed him of and likely did not exist, Theo stood by the door desperately looking around for his queue to leave. It did not arrive. Instead, the two children spotted him and ran towards him like bloodhounds.

[demigods-posts]

i often think about the moment percy almost kills the goddess of misery with her own poison and how it is so clearly a breaking point for him. percy has never gotten to call his life his own because everyone kept deciding his fate on his behalf, like when his mother decided to keep him at home with an abusive step-father instead of sending him to a demigod safe haven or when annabeth and chiron actively kept him out of the loop instead of mentally preparing him for... well, everything. the only deeply significant decisions he has made were declining the gods's offer of immortality to live out his natural life with the people he cares about (only to get ripped away from them for nearly a year four months after the fact, mind you), and choosing to fall into tartarus with the girl he loves because he'd rather die with her than live without her. and then he is brought to the edge of death over and over again, but manages to survive all of the bullshit, only to nearly get killed at the hands of the goddess of misery. i often think about the moment percy almost kills the goddess of misery with her own poison and how it is so clearly a an equal succumb to pain as it is to darkness.

[the-sky-queen]

It'd probably be hilarious if size shifting Sonic shrinks when he gets sad or annoyed and it just annoys him even further

Perpetual cycle of just getting smaller and smaller. XD Next time on the Magic School Bus: Sonic explores the microscopic structure of a blanket.

[hewasanamericangirl]

[wilsonsfatwhitecat]

I just know house has ate shit at least once trying to jump that wall to impress his boy-toy

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa makes sun light up with joy!