#the hero is not of the scars

[demigods-posts]

drunk!percy but instead of him being an arrogant loudmouth. he is the gentlest fucker on the planet. give me drunk!percy who curls up underneath a mint green blanket and tells his friends how much he loves them. give me drunk!percy who clings onto grover any chance he sees him because he wants to hold his best friend. give me drunk!percy who will go on a twenty minute rant about his and annabeth's love story while playing against her in connect four.

[morrithal]

The thing about Wyll is that he Gets It. He knows the story. He knows the kind of man his father is and the kind of man he was supposed to be. He knew what Mizora was when he made the pact. He knew what it meant. And he was just a kid, and his city needed saving, so he did it, and he paid that price, and even knowing all of that he still tried to appeal to his father for understanding and forgiveness.

He sold his soul to do the right thing. And he was cast out. And he knew what character that should have made him.

He knows the story he's in, and every day he chooses who he wants to be instead.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 309

Danny huddled beneath the mass of warm scales, trying to avoid the rain that sputtered and hissed into steam whenever it touched the resting form of the older halfa. He choked on broken chirps, burying his head against his tail. Everything hurt, one of his paws and wings gone- what had the wanted them for- 

He sniffled, not wanting to cry. At least- at least Jordan had managed to get them out, it could have been worse. Ancients, it could have been so much worse. Mom and Dad were… Ancients he didn’t want to even think about it- 

A huff of smoke wafted over him, and he looked up into Dan’s crimson eye- the other gone to do who knows what with. It was time to go- they couldn’t stay in one place, they had to keep moving lest the GIW catch up. They didn’t have a choice, not now, not if they didn’t want to die- if they ever could now. It didn’t matter. 

He stayed limp as he was picked up by the scruff, the rain soaking into his fur and scales (and still-healing injuries) as the larger dragon launched into the sky. They just had to keep moving, avoid any people, heroes included, and keep moving. Just keep moving.

[minjimunji]

“Lovely”

[art-lokiitama]

Here's a piece I made for the Guess That Artist game in the Haunted Heroes Discord Server! The theme was to draw fanart for a fanfic and I just couldn't help myself 🥺🥺

This art is from @numinous-scribe's The needle in our compass is trembling a wonderful fic I was really happy to read and re-read as I made this 🤗

It's a wonderful fic full of Demon Twins feels and it felt just right to draw, and was very fun to mimic the WFA artstyle to match it, too! Thank you so much to @arzuera for hosting this it was amazing!!

Cheers! ✨

[peterokii]

yeah its my rendering style and not that i accidentally merged all the layers midway through and just kept going - happy belated bday bakugo !!

[macksartblock]

manifesting (finale's been recorded)

[withdenim]

Lullaby <3

[narwhalsarefalling]

todoroki: midoriya, to get in touch with my fire half of my quirk, i have started watching famous media with fire quirks in them.

midoriya: oh thats good! what have you watched?

todoroki: i was about to say. i have a question

todoroki:

todoroki: am i a stereotype?

[bumfuzzled-bee]

Frens !!

[spooksier]

“this might as well happen” thinks local hero of the wilds

[notanartificialintelligence]

since aroace trending

help i ran out of tags

[rhapsoddity]

A little bit of Grian's backstory! Don't worry about his trauma he's over it /hj

Vigilante Sheriff AU will be going on a short hiatus from now on! I'm moving into my first ever house so I gotta focus on that for a bit! <3

[arimabari]

taking some time to get Lula's design exactly how I want it before I start my new Origins run

[honehonn3honey]

"But instead of pressing his palm against yours, his long fingers suddenly grasp yours, clasping tightly."

Art inspired by 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 by @andypantsx3. (Series of interconnected drabbles & oneshots)

[mmavverickk]

percy's scars look like waves on his skin. they ripple when he moves, as if you're looking at him from underwater. it's impossible to imagine him standing still, because even if he does, the way the light hits his skin makes it look alive. alive like the ocean, alive like waves that crash on a beach, alive like a waterfall, like a whirlpool, like a waterspout, like a hurricane. alive like a riptide, pulling you in for a closer look before dragging you under.

jason and thalia's scars look like lightning. lichtenberg figures grow from their injuries, dance across their skin in the light. you can watch it happen, if you look closely. a cut, the blood striking across their skin like lightning in the sky, and if you listen closely, count the seconds, you may even hear thunder. even after the wound is long since healed, the scar shimmers with electricity.

nico's scars look necrotic. his wounds darken, the surrounding skin growing leathery to the touch. it never spreads, never goes farther than each wound that cannot simply sew itself back together, but it is a reminder that he does not quite belong with the living.

hazel doesn't scar. Hazel is borne of earth and treasure, a child of cursed beauty and value. nothing can damage a diamond, nothing is harder, stronger. perhaps she gets an injury, perhaps something does manage to pierce her skin. in time, there will be no trace of it.