#umm how do i tag this

[mi1kw33d-2]

ao3 is crazy because you'll read the most gut-wrenching 200k word slowburn that leaves you sobbing into your sweater at four in the morning and the author will be applejacksmonstercock

[margoshamangolord]

okay first art post in a new fandom....... I don't even have roblox but my friend showed me flutter and i think i went insane

[lesbianshipping]

hi! ^_^ this is a blog dedicated to promoting lesbian self shippers and boosting their voices!!

the idea is to track the '#lesbian self ship' tag + variants and to rb creations of lesbian self shippers as well as their promo posts (ofc you can also just tag this blog if you'd like ^_^) and to also make positivity posts due to how hostile the environment of the community has been to us lately

this blog is ran by one person rn, you can call me venus (he/it)! this is also a sideblog and i interact from my main

obviously non lesbians can follow since the whole point is to boost lesbian selfshippers through this blog, but please do not misuse the tags intended for lesbians!

also i ask that you do not interact with this blog if you're proship or neutral/t3rf/mspec lesbian

[trinity-trouble]

it looks like the middle brother has long ass arms

[iid-smile]

rin would look so cute and silly with oversized black glasses... like you can't help but giggle at even a glimpse of it from the side, and every time he's so offended because he doesn't know what's funny???

they're always sliding down his nose because he never got them fitted, and he unintentionally looks like such a grandpa when he's looking over the top of the frame.

however, this is partially on purpose, because rin loves it whenever you adjust his glasses for him, getting real close and he can see every pretty detail of your face.

[xxcrumbxx]

Hello hello soo um im still workin on it ,ive been kinda burnt out from it an ik thers no real preshure and im wayyy past valintinse day but heres a wip of those silly lil valintines cards

Also today is my birth day im 22 now so .. Thats a thing. Anyway im planing on making like 3 alternet vershions of eclips 1 with the cannon tipical 2 arm pre decomishion desighn 1 with the 4 armed fannon /cannon design and 1 with the 4 armed ballone world desighn. Probly ganna take a bit but what ever it will be valintine in fuckin may who cares lol

[m00nbuggies]

nanamau realness

[verydumbmutt]

[stupidspacerobots]

a collection of me hating!! drawing!!! metal!!!!!

[bb-bugspot]

The (My) NorthStar [Part 1]

(This was made with a few brainstorming ideas I had with @mas-away , go follow them right now and check their art!!)

After Hermes helped Odysseus leave the island of Calypso, and their talk while he was on his raft, he had gathered a bit of wood that he didn’t need and had decided to carve a little NorthStar of the size of his palm.

It was far from being as perfect as he wanted, but there wasn’t much he could do when being in the middle of the sea while trying to escape Poseidon and also keeping an eye out for possible dangers.

By the time he was done, it was already the second day being in the sea and knew that Hermes would visit later to bring him some food, something good he hopes, he’s been missing Ithaca’s dishes but he would soon be able to have them again.

After waiting for what felt hours upon hours, Hermes finally made his appearance with his characteristic giggle, swooping down and picking him up by the armpits and flying up in the air before going back down to let him back in solid surface.

“Hello there, my dear great-grandson.” The god chirped, watching as the mortal man regained his bearings before looking up at him.

“Hey, Hermes. Here for our daily talk?” He asks with a laugh as he sits down, making sure that his gift is hidden beneath his blanket, thanking to Athena that Hermes had been kind enough to give him one to cover himself in the cold nights.

“Why, but of course! I would never miss them, plus, I have to enjoy our time together before I let you continue your journey.” Hermes mused as he floated above the raft before setting his feet down, sitting cross-legged and making a show with his hands, more for the fun of it than anything, and making some food appear.

“And to feed you. I wouldn’t forget about such an important thing, as much as you’re ruthless, you’re still a mortal and feel hunger.” The dish that had appeared in his hands was none other than an Ithacan dish: Cuttlefish with rice.

Odysseus looked at the dish and swallowed a lump that suddenly formed in his throat, too focused on the food to even see the sympathetic look Hermes was giving him.

The mortal took a breath before rising the fork and taking a bite from the food, chewing, and swallowing before continuing to eat in silence; both him and Hermes stayed quiet about the tears that rolled down his cheek the moment he took the first bite.

After finishing that, keeping the bowl away and taking a moment to calm down, Odysseus sighed and looked at Hermes, who was whistling quietly while poking at a winnion that was in his lap. No doubt, Aeolus would want an update on the winds that were, ahem, borrowed from them, even if that wasn’t the word they would use for their bag being taken by the god of thieves.

Anything to help his family, anyways, so Hermes didn’t really feel guilty about it.

“Hermes.” Odysseus spoke, making the god look up and grin at him, the tooth gap clear and reminding Odysseus of his own when he was younger.

“What’s up, Ody?” He hummed, continuing to poke the winnion before deciding to let it take a small nap in his hands, little enough to fit in them and look almost like a ball of wool rather than a divine creature of the skies.

“I got something for you, like a gift, for so to say.” The mortal commented, although a bit bashful, clearly embarrassed, although by what? Hermes wasn’t sure, there weren’t many things he could be embarrassed about in the middle of nowhere, more so if he was gifting him something.

Which was another thing, what could he possibly gift the god, when not having really anything other than his sword, Athena’s brooch, the wind bag and now a bowl of Ithaca, to which Hermes was sure wouldn’t really survive in his journey.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when the mortal handed him a carved figure, well, not any carved figure, but one of the NorthStar. It was big, although not as big as his own palm but close enough. The rubbed the wood and felt a little something behind, turning it around to see a few words carved on it.

My NorthStar.

The god was at loss of words, looking up at him and back down to the carved star for several times before croaking out: “What is this?”

Odysseus rubbed the back of his head, suddenly feeling very self-conscious and interested in the water. “Well- You said to follow the NorthStar, and, well, back at Circe’s island you also guided me to the right path and helped me save my man, even if that..well, you know.” He cleared his throat, shaking his head and looking back at him with a small huff, tapping his fingers against his thighs in a nervous movement.

“So? Do you like it? It took me quite a while, mostly to carve out the words.” He added with pursed lips.

Hermes stared at him, dumbfounded before his face broke into a grin, a joyus laugh leaving his lips as he threw himself at Odysseus, the man letting out a startled shout as he was suddenly shoved against the raft to then be pulled into the air, twirled around in his great-grandparent’s arms as if he was one of the winnions.

Which reminded him that the poor thing had been sent flying the moment Hermes had made his happiness clear by being loud and quick on his feet.

“Like it? Oh, I love it, Ody! You did such a good job! Surprising, given your current circumstances but nonetheless, I’m very proud of you.” He commented with a giggle, putting him back down on the raft before lifting himself in the air.

“Well, I gotta go now! I must show everyone this little trinket, I’m sure Athena will be jealous!” He cackled before disappearing in a speck of shiny, little sparks around the purple-blue colored powder he left behind him.

Odysseus was, to say the least, baffled for a few seconds before laughing, shaking his head with a sigh as he laid down on his back. Soon enough he would be back home, to his wife and his son, and, hopefully, he could get to talk to Hermes more often too. He was not only part of his family by blood now, no, he was part of his family in his heart and mind too.

[thegooblet]

you know how cats will leave dead mice and birds on your doorstep as gifts? lifesteal mapicc totally does that shit

[marblerose-rue]

messy thing of my lioden king

[venusinta]

i💜yuri

[highendsheep]

phgiting....

[rokkazu]

ohhhgh yeah. ches steak

[hotteststar]

currently commenting "i think you spelled it wrong, it's jegulily, not jily" under all those jily posts that hate on regulus and insult those who ship him with james

my life is so much fun rn