#ur in ancient greece!!! why are u doing this!!!

[demeterdefence]

even ignoring everything else wrong with lore olympus (which in itself feels impossible) there is just something really egregious and insulting at the way a "modern retelling" over an ancient greek myth just full-heartedly whitewashes the entire culture and mythos.

and it's not like rachel is the first to do it - greek myths and legends have been whitewashed for centuries, depictions of the gods have been categorically stripped of their ethnicity and origins long before rachel got a hold of them. it's the fact that rachel goes out of her way to insult the original myths whenever she can, that she emphasizes and pushes a western-centric mindset and viewpoint over and over and over and not only reinforces the whitewashing, but continues it down the line.

like, this is the first episode.

rachel goes out of her way to mock the original styles and wardrobes of the ancient greek world, and i get her attempt was to make persephone feel "out of place" with the more "modern" clothing that the other gods wear, but it really just does more to a) demonize demeter, who is almost always in traditional clothing, b) sexualize persephone.

go even broader with it, move away from the clothing itself, and rachel doesn't even bother to use any of the ancient traditions that are core to the myths. like for the love of god, she uses a christian wedding for persephone and hades!

greece is the birthplace of modern democracy and had a powerful judicial system, and rachel instead uses the modern / western iteration of court because ... why not

(completely unrelated but the inserts of everyone except eros and aphrodite come from the stupid zoom session zeus had back when he first charged persephone with treason, meaning we have proof yet again that rachel isn't drawing the characters into the scene, she's making pngs and sticking them into pre-arranged backgrounds downloaded from stock images)

and there are ten thousand more examples i could pull, because this is just the whole entire comic. you can look at a lot of modern adaptions and see where things have been modernized respectfully, and where they are done with disdain for the source material - no one is claiming percy jackson, for example, is perfect, but the author took a great deal of care in his research, and the love for the original myths and culture shine through. lore olympus has zero respect for the original stories, exemplified in how rachel demonizes demeter - the actual crux of the myth. it's bad writing and bad research and further attempts to whitewash a rich and storied culture that had people from so many walks of life, who existed in full spectrum of lgbt identity, who did not conform or even know of the world that exists today. you can modernize without erasing it, and rachel's refusal to do so is one of the many issues tacked to lore olympus.

[idontwantrobyntodie]

I think if my husband killed a bunch of women including my best friend but had a legitimately good reason, and then he DIDNT kill me because he actually liked me, that’s like. Worse. Like we’re just gonna insult the memory of the women you DID kill like that?? Okay 

More under the cut as requested by @daisywords! Warning it gets. Long. 

The Wrath and the Dawn has reminded me of the time I read basically exclusively YA fantasy written by authors who did not understand how fairy tales, royalty/courts, OR romance works; it was a dark time and I’m thankful for the growth I’ve experienced. It is ostensibly a retelling of 1001 nights; or technically, the frame story of 1001 nights, but after THREE stories told that part is abandoned and it’s just a straight romance. 

And maybe if the romance was good that wouldn’t matter but I have no idea why these people are attracted to one another, especially because, you know, he killed her best friend! Complicating this is the fact that when she entered the palace, she already had a perfectly good childhood friend/fiance/first love, who she forgets about the moment the Caliph starts being nice to her. I understand this was put in to up the ~drama~ and romance but it makes the romance even less convincing because how am I meant to believe that Shahrzad’s love for the Caliph is real if she abandoned her first love so quickly?? Huh?? The role of the fiance/first love in the “plot” (there wasn’t much of that) was to rally a force to get Shahrzad back, but that could have been achieved by anyone! A father, a brother, an uncle. But no, we need another love interest to make this more interesting, so let us cheapen her love by making it seem incredibly fickle. 

So with the love story thoroughly discredited by itself, there’s nothing left but the fairy tale retelling, and that’s. As aforementioned. Not great. Like I said the storytelling thread is abandoned very quickly, but even so there was never much done with it anyway. 1001 nights is a story about the CLEVERNESS of a woman, who SCHEMES with her younger sister to take down the evil king. This Shahrzad goes into the castle to avenge the death of her best friend Shiva, WHO HE KILLED, and she gets soo many chances to kill him, but she doesn’t, and I couldn’t tell you why. Also, we never learn anything about Shiva except her name, and she’s basically forgotten about as soon as the main couple start making eyes at one another, so yippee for sacrificing a dead woman who we claimed to love for the good of the romance with her killer. I love it when novels written for young women in 2015 are less feminist than stories from the middle ages! 

Also this is petty but there were soo many descriptions of clothing and food and people’s appearances that were borderline uncomfortable. “Hazel orbs” “bronze arms” please stop. I literally laughed out loud when Despina, the Greek handmaid, was described as having “eyes bluer than the Aegean” because she’s GREEK did you know she’s GREEK!! The way Greece/Ancient Greece is treated in fantasy novels is so wild to me did u know that’s a place? People live there? I’ve actually stepped foot on this mystical soil! 3/10, I had an allergy attack and my friend Luka got stung by a wasp. How would Shahrzad even know what the Aegean was? Do ur eyes always just happen to be the color of the body of water nearest to where you were born? Are my eyes the brown of the mud on the banks of the Lana river? Pls say they aren’t, that river is full of sewage 

That said the one (1) plot thread I did enjoy was the one where Despina the Greek (did u know she’s Greek?? Got the eyes to prove it) handmaid is secretly pregnant by the captain of the guard/Caliph’s cousin and isn’t telling him. I live for trashy gossip-y plotlines like that and also I’m ovulating, so. If I ever find the second book in a used bookstore or at the library I would consider picking it up to see how that one wraps up, and because hatereading is unfortunately fun

spent three dollars on a used copy of this YA retelling of 1001 nights that I never finished in high school. fully expect it to be bad but I want to see how they redeem the serial wife-killing king in the name of feminism

[mythologymadness]

@asssneksual asked for stuff about Atlas.

Alright, admittedly, i love the Titans. Chthonic things and Titans. I dunno what it is but a deity, a being THAT old? So interesting. Atlas is a Titan i regrettably DON'T know a lot about.

Now onto Atlas. So. He's this big strong dude right? Yeah! Kronos likes him and all is well with the Golden Age of Tyranny!!

Atlas was the leader of Kronos' army. He was known for being strong, good at fighting and bestie. This man could fight forever. Bestie's the Titan of endurance. That's like. Doing stuff for a while and not being tired

Due to supporting Kronos, Atlas was punished once the gods had won the Titanomachy. Unlike the other Titans, most of whom were cast down into Tartarus, he had a different punishment.

Atlas holds the sky, not the earth. This is a common mistake and I'd like to explain why!! In 'ancient' art Atlas appears to be holding a globe. This is a lie as most of the Ancient Greeks did not believe the world was spherical, MUCH less in Homer and Hesiod's time. Most of Ancient Greece viewed Gaia as a plate.

After Ouranos was disposed of, the sky could no longer hold itself away from Gaia and proceeded to try and fall closer to her. Thus, Kronos set Hyperion, Iapetus, Koios and Krios to the east, west, north and south respectively. They are the Pillars. Their existence made sure the sky stayed away from Gaia. Now jump forward to the aftermath of Titanomachy. The pillars are in Tartarus. There is absolutely *zilch* stopping the sky from crashing down to earth and destroying everything.

Fast forward, Zeus and co using their brains and looking at who's the strongest. Their best bet is *probably* Kratos, the god of strength, but he's Styx' son so out of the question, so the next best guy is Atlas. Atlas is chained under the sky on Othrys whilst he holds it up.

Now that we've gotten that part out of the way let's get into fun things.

Atlas is *also* attributed to teaching man how to map the stars, thus be able to sail, and just general astronomy or astrology or whatever the damn thing is called. Probably both tbh. (Imagine Atlas being like "mmmm of course you're a male scorpio")

This comes into play when you look deeper into his myths. Atlas was not always a Titan. Sometimes he was just some dude. Just some basic ass dude talking about stars and walking everywhere. I dunno much further into that but if y'all want me to research it i will.

Atlas also helped our good pal Heracles! What a fucking bummer! i hate that guy! Heracles got him out from under the sky, held it up, had Atlas get the apples because his punk ass was too short, then tricked Atlas into taking back the sky.

So... I hoped that answered your question? If not feel free to lemme know *in an ask* what u and ur mom were fighting about over Atlas and I can directly answer!!

[for-ests]

Hey, not sure if you do smut but I think this request can work without a lot if you’d prefer😁 reader’s an art student and needs to sculpt a full body nude sculpture and Tom offers but gets a bit cheeky

thanks for the request dear! this was fun to write :-) i literally know nothing about art so if I get something wrong just ignore! i hope you enjoy!! i went a diff +route but I still think it fits! [ mlist ] 

Word count: 3, 273

Warnings: slight nsfw,, nudity 

Pairing: Tom Holland x art student reader!

“The issue is… I have no idea who to ask.” You sighed deeply, embarrassment washing over you as you talked to your best friends about your upcoming project. 

Everyone knew you were a talented sculptor. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was that your professional sculpting internship at (your school) was currently learning about Ancient Greece. One of the requirements to pass the semester was to recreate a modern sculpture of someone you knew, and to make it as realistic as possible. Nakedness and all, which was a huge distinction of Greek statues.

There was a big problem though. You were incredibly shy, and you didn’t know who to ask to model for you.

Nudging you with a laugh, your friend flashed you a mischievous smile. “You know a lot of cute guys, why don’t you ask one of them?”

“Cute guys?” You scrunched your nose. “I know like three guys and I would cry if I had to see them naked.”

She sighed. “Fair. Does it have to be a guy?”

*-You nodded regretfully. “It has to be the opposite sex. It’s annoying but I u

erstand why. It’s important to be familiar with both sexes.”

Your best friend air quoted ‘familiar’ with a ridiculous smirk.

“Shut up.” You huffed, trying not to laugh at how dramatic she had become.

“I think I know a guy, he’s an aspiring actor and model.” Your best friend added casually.

Groaning, you shot her a glare. “Why didn’t you say that right away?”

She shrugged. “I like listening to you talk about your art.”

Her compliment almost worked, but you already knew that was partly the reason she was teasing you so hard. The other reason was because she had been trying to set you up with multiple friends for months. According to her, you had been single for far too long.

Her offer made you ponder deeper about your situation. You were slightly awkward when it came to getting to know someone, but you couldn’t imagine asking someone to strip right away so you could sculpt every curve your eyes grazed over. Whoever it ended up being had to be incredibly confident. Shallow yes, but that’s why you were hoping to find someone insanely attractive. Attractive people were usually confident, and responsibly so. “Maybe a stranger would be worse than someone I know.”

Snorting through her nose, your best friend stared at you like you were crazy. “Definitely not. If it’s awkward you never have to see him again. And if it’s not, well you can get cozy with a cutie.”

Taking a deep breath, you rolled your eyes. “I hate you sometimes.” You mumbled under your breath. You knew she was right, but you would never inflate her already enormous ego like that.

“You love me.” She sang sweetly.

“I do, now give him my number and tell him it’s of the utmost importance.”

❀∙∘✿∘∙❀

Days later, that conversation was on your mind as you nervously organized your sculpting tools. Trying to relieve some tension, you slapped a pound of clay against the table, and it echoed throughout the workshop.

Reality was the fact that this so called model boy was on his way to your studio. His name was Tom, and from the pictures you saw–he was incredibly handsome.

You couldn’t believe you had agreed to this, but alas, you needed this experience to pass your class. You just hoped and prayed that Tom was a lot more outgoing than you, and could keep the conversation flowing as you stared intently as his erect… penis.

Your cheeks flared up at the thought. How the hell were you going to do this?

Y/N: help (Y/B/F/N) I cant do this!!! im freaking out

Y/B/F: is he even there yet? lmfao

Y/N: noooooo :((

Y/B/F: if it makes you feel any better, he’s excited and thinks ur pretty

Y/N: why didn’t you tell me that before??!

Y/B/F: do u feel better now tho?

Y/N: no

Y/B/F: ik ur smiling ;) u aint slick

Giggling like a schoolgirl to relieve some of your anxiety, you set your cell phone on the table. Truthfully, your best friend had made you feel better. If anything bad happened, it would surely be a wonderful story to tell everyone in the future.

Your eyes naturally glanced across the room to the clock on the wall. 7:00pm. Tom would be here any minute as scheduled.

You took a deep breath and studied your surroundings. All your tools were in place, and the entire studio was tidied up as if you hadn’t worked the space in weeks. Next, you walked to the wall and glanced at your reflection in the mirror.

With your hair in a bun and your shabby working clothes, you looked suitable at best. You did have a little bit of makeup on to help yourself feel more confident. If you felt good, you could make your client feel good in return.

At least it looked like you didn’t try too hard. You didn’t want this man to get the wrong idea.

Then, snapping you out of your trance, there was a knock on the door.

You straightened out your shirt one last time, and tucked your baby hairs back behind your ears. Scoffing immediately after, you shook your head. Why were you trying to look cute? Who cares!

You rushed to grab the front door, afraid that you were making him wait too long. You flung it open, eyes locking with his right away.

You froze.

He was even more dashing in person.

“Judging by your cute outfit, I think I’m at the right place. Y/N right?”

And a British accent?

“Y-yes!” You flashed a smile to mask your obvious hesitation. You could easily play it off by opening the door and keeping your gaze averted. You were the master of smoothness.

“Thank you for coming, it’s about time I got this project done…” You tittered, locking the door behind him for privacy purposes. “You can set your things on the couch over there.” You pointed, eyes meeting his again when he glanced to the couch and then back to you.

“Awesome.” He nodded, holding your gaze for a moment longer than necessary.

“Do you want anything to eat or drink?” You offered, nodding your head back to the small kitchen in the back of the studio. You wished the studio apartment was yours alone, but you shared it with multiple other college students in your program.

“Water… or beer if you have any?”

You threw your head back in laughter, causing Tom to smile at your genuine reaction.

“Yeah, I can get you one.”

“In the meantime, should I just strip?” He smirked, not trying to be sly with his flirtations. Though your cheeks were dusting with pink, you were able to match his energy. Your best friend definitely set you up with someone she knew you’d like.

“Do whatever you want, love.” You mimicked his British accent. “You’re the guest after all.”

Walking past him, you gave him one last look when he was fully-clothed. Tom was certainly the player type, practically the perfect embodiment of the muse you had in mind. This wouldn’t be awkward for you, and it would be even better for him. Men like him thrived off of cheeky discomfort in their female counterparts.

Yet, truthfully, you were enjoying it as well. It felt nice to be complimented so soon into an introduction.

As you cracked open a can of beer for Tom and yourself, you could hear him shuffling around with his items. The sound of his buckle falling against the floor made you suddenly nervous to turn around.

Inhaling sharply, and gulping down a few more sips of beer, you finally gained the courage to walk back to the studio setup, where Tom had already wandered over to, completely naked.

“You seem to be in your element.” You noted, trying to keep your eyes leveled with his. Now that you were thinking about it, remaining calm and professional was excruciating in front of such an attractive man. And it certainly wasn’t helping that he was enjoying your embarrassment.

And least this was exciting.

Thanking you, Tom took the beer and pressed his lips against the cold aluminum. “I would definitely feel a lot more comfortable if you were naked too, darling.”

“Hey now,” You nose scrunched in a form of mock distaste. The man caught on immediately, holding your gaze with a sort of amusement that was masking desire. “I might think about it if you sit nice and pretty for me for more than five minutes so I can sketch you.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Shaking your head in disbelief, you walked over to your crafting desk. You decided you were going to start with the hardest part, the part which your grade depended heavily on- from the waist down.

But first, you quickly sketched Tom posing in multiple poses until you were satisfied with one. You had him mimic a sculpture you couldn’t recall, where one hand was pointed forward and the other was rested casually on his hip.

“Can I see what one you want to do?” He asked curiously from the stand you had him propped up on for a better view.

“Sure.” You flashed him your finished sketch. The lines darted all over the page, making it hard for him to picture what was going on in your head. The picture you had drawn would not make sense to anyone else but the artist. But apparently you were talented, so he would trust the process.

You were also trusting the process. The situation you were in could only be awkward if you allowed it to be. And so far it was moving along smoothly. You had your favorite music playing softly in the background to fill the silence, and Tom seemed to be relaxed and unbothered by how quietly you worked.

“That’s cool.” Tom whispered, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

Giggling from his sudden proximity, you tried to tease him. “It’s fine to not understand it.”

“I definitely don’t know what’s going on but it’s still interesting.” He admitted.

You set the paper back down on the table, and decided to attempt and sculpt the base. Moving past a still naked Tom, you tried to immerse yourself in your work, or at least make it seem like you were focused. “This takes hours you know, weeks and months- it won’t make sense for a long time.”

“Perfect.” He grinned. “I’ll get plenty of time to know you better.”

Laughing through your nose, you kept your attention on the clay you had dropped on the floor. “You can put your clothes back on.”

“Oh!” He chuckled. “Yeah.”

As you carefully trimmed the base clay with a heavy frame, you lifted your head to find Tom slipping a robe back on. He definitely came prepared. Had he done this before?

“Come here.” You gestured. “I need you to set your feet down on the clay.”

“I didn’t think this would get dirty so fast.”

“Shut up.” You huffed, grabbing his foot and pressing it down hard until the clay took shape to the size.

“Cold.” Tom commented in discomfort.

“I know.” You released your grip on his calf, looking up at him with a sheepish smile. “All part of the process, but good news for you- you’re done for the night.”

“Really?” Tom raised his eyebrows. “That’s it?”

You nodded, standing back up to normal height. “I’m experienced enough to sculpt the feet and legs tonight.”

“When should I come back?” He sounded a tad too eager, but it caused your smile to reappear.

“Tomorrow night if you’re available.”

“And maybe next time you can bring your own alcohol?” You gestured to the multiple beer cans poking out of the recycling bin.

The man flashed you a smile. “Sounds like a date.”

“It’s definitely not.”

Despite your rejection to his amusing advances, Tom’s expressions and mannerisms remained hopeful. Was it possible he was truly enjoying himself?

“I’ll leave my robe here. I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time?”

“Same time.” You confirmed, nodding him off. It was about time you started to really focus. Attractive man or not, you always got the most and best work done alone.

Because after the first night, the dynamics between you and Tom changed. He became incredibly invested in your process, asking you questions left and right, asking if there was any way he could help, and practically just lounging next to you hours after he would have been free to go.

“What do your sculptures usually look like?”

“Since this isn’t my own studio, I don’t have any of my pieces here. But I can show you a picture when I get my hands wiped off.”

“What do you build your sculptures with? It’s hard to imagine that a replica of me can come out of that much clay.”

“My sculptures are built with water-based clay and are fired in a gas kiln to cone 4, about 2150 degrees Fahrenheit… “ You nodded towards the back wall that had an installed kiln for you and everyone to share. “Trust me, there will be a lot more clay. Hundreds of pounds worth.”

“Can I help?”

“No.”

There was no lying that you enjoyed his presence. Whether he was talking your ear off or napping to the peaceful beat of your jazz music, there was never a dull moment when Tom was in your studio.

Weeks passed, and so did the process. Your sculpture of Tom had progressed to week three, and that’s when you started to grow nervous. When you finished, which you were almost done, would you ever see him again?

You had barreled through the awkwardness of replicating his genitals and chiseling his six pack perfectly into the hardening clay- but you still felt like something was missing. You knew even when you finished chiseling away his jaw line and chocolate brown eyes, there would still be something missing. Him. His presence.

Maybe it would have been better if you partnered up with a man that had zero personality.

Since it was just you and Tom for hours on end, your conversations gradually grew deeper, they stretched into new lengths, so much so that you eventually felt like you had known him for years.

When Tom claimed he wasn’t looking for a relationship, you felt your heart fall. That’s when you realized you were developing stronger feelings for your model. You hardly had time to think about trivial things like that, but you couldn’t deny your disappointment.

And you were sure he saw the brief tears glossing over your eyes when you turned away. Yet, he didn’t make light of it.

That’s when you knew it was useless.

It seemed useless until the sixth week, when you finally finished the head. You were too afraid to attach it. Tom had spent the last couple hours with you in the studio. His legs kicked back and occasional whistles streaming from his lips. He had practically memorized your playlist to the extent you had.

“Tom.” You called. “Your face is done.”

He cheered excitedly, pushing himself off the sofa and racing towards you. Tom had learned to give you your space while you worked, but in moments where you summoned him, he barely stood inches from you. The man would constantly touch you in ways you couldn’t deny sent shivers down your spine.

Like he did as he rounded the tabletop, planting himself by your side and placing his hand on the low of your back. As if it was natural.

“Wow,” He breathed. “Y/N,” Your name upon his lips sounded as blissful as the music. “It’s.. it’s wonderful. It looks just like me... wow that’s scary.”

“I’m happy you like it.” You bit your lip, wishing you felt more satisfied with your project. You wanted to impress him, but you didn’t want him to go.

“All I have to do is attach the head, and fire it up in the furnace one more time. Then it should be good to go.”

You moved to do so, wanting to remove yourself from his grip. It hurt your heart to know the bond you had formed with him would come to an end. Why did you even let yourself get to this point? Was it because he was good at flirting?

“Wait-” His sentence faltered when you whipped around to face him- looking somewhat hopeful.

“What?”

Tom paused, his throat tightening with the words he never thought he would admit. But he couldn’t leave tonight with at least trying. He needed to know how you felt. Because he could either leave with you in his arms, or he could leave never having to see you again.

He had been thinking of confessing to you for days now, but now that the time came, his mind was blank. “You really are beautiful, you know that right?”

“Why do you feel the need to flatter me?” You blurted, still unable to decipher the truth behind his words. You didn’t know how to accept such a compliment. Tom had claimed you were beautiful before, but this time it felt different.

His eyes spoke volumes. The beauty his eyes held was something you would never be able to replicate in a statue. It was a sight you found yourself never growing sick of.

Averting your eyes, you tried to move again. Yet this time, Tom gripped onto both of your arms.

“Look at me.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“I won’t let you play me.”

“I was never playing you, darling.” The tenderheartedness intertwined with his words caused you to slowly turn your head back. Your lip quivered, and suddenly you felt like a schoolgirl all over again. You felt childish and unprepared for the intensity of your emotions.

“I don’t want to leave tonight without knowing if you feel the same.”

You blinked, hand reaching out to grip onto his. “And that is?” 

“I don’t know if it’s love, but it could be.” 

“That’s all I needed to hear.” You said, incredibly softly. 

Tom released your arms. And before either of you could process what to do next, your lips interlocked. 

You gripped onto him tightly, balling his white t shirt into a fist to keep him from leaving your side again. 

“Tom-” You breathed. 

The kiss you shared was laced with a fervent need, one that you had never experienced before, and one that you craved again and again. 

After the passion you felt, the skin prickling desire, there would be no turning back. 

“Fuck, you’re everything”’ He mumbled against your lips. 

You pulled back slightly to gaze at his expression. He had looked so afraid before, but now he was smiling from ear to ear. Much like he did the day he arrived with a teasing attitude, ready to get under your skin and provide entertainment. 

“How long have you felt like this?” 

“Since the first day.” He kissed you again, his hands cupping your cheeks. 

You whimpered against his muscular frame, trying to ignore the fluttering in your core, fluttering that begged and craved for more. 

“How did you wait so long?” 

“I wanted you to finish.” 

You chuckled, cheesing at his straightforward, simple reply. 

You were positive from that moment moving on, that Tom was not what you had thought at first glance. This entire time he had put you and your project first, letting his own desires sit and warm on the back-burner. That was something you would hold close to your heart, something you would cherish. 

He cared for you in the same way you cared for him. 

“Stay with me tonight, Tom.” 

“I would love nothing more.” 

[sotorubio]

Can you maybe say what you liked about circe, because I’ve tried reading it a couple times but I can’t get past the first several chapters

absolutely i can!! it's been almost a year since i read it so i don't remember everything 100% but here's the short review i wrote fresh after finishing it last year

i think it's the type of book that u either fall in love with or find rly boring bc it's not that plot heavy u know! like i was surprised how much i loved it bc i usually tend to go for books w fast paced plot n this is more focused on characters or one character specifically

however one of my absolute favorite things abt books is world building & analysis that i can do! that's why i love books like, for example, the night circus & circe despite the fact that they don't have a clear plot in the same way a lot of fantasy books abt saving the world from an evil force do or books whose characters have a clear mission do. so the world building n intertextuality in circe is rly great n a good fit for me at least!

regarding the analysis part the book is FILLED with beautiful symbolism n foreshadowing that i had a blast with! i wrote a lot of my thoguhts in the margins & underlined so many things bc the story just kept connecting so beautifully... i also got the english copy bc i wanted to read it in the original language which was a great choice since the writing style flowed so well & some of the stuff felt even poetic! for example the very first sentence that i underlined from the book was already on page 8:

"I imagined them, low as worms, sagging and bent. Please, they cried, on bony knees, it wasn't our fault, the sun itself was late."

after reading that line i already knew this is going to be one of my favorite books of all time it just caught me rly off guard i cant even explain why it just rly made me appreciate the author's writing style that is modern enough not to bore me but also has formal moments like these that remind u that the setting is still ancient greece & not modern day usa or smth

i personally struggled w the first chapters as well tho! so even if those didn't do it for me at first, the complete story on top of the writing style was rly worth the reading experience. i would say it "picks up" once u get past the childhood of circe n the slow period after that but if u want to give it another go it's probably best not to expect some crazy plot to "pick up" soon bc like a lot of stuff happens but as said it's more focused on the characte(s) & themes behind the events of the story, not the events themselves.

all in all to me it was more abt the reading experience rather than a new entertaining plot. like ive always been interested in greek mythology as a child so i knew what to expect at some parts so the plot wasn't all that surprising anyway. this is one of the very few books that i manage to love despite the plot being more irrelevant than the characters.

circe's gradual growth throughout the book is so convincing n an amazing thing to see unfold that i would consider that my favorite thing abt the book. i don't use the words "strong female character" lightly but i think this book deserves it. the ending alone sealed the deal for me, i was on the fence abt giving it either 4 or 5 stars when it was approaching the end bc i wasn't interested in the last theme of the book (it's nothing bad, i just don't care abt it as much as others might) but the end made it all worth it. it's not even sad sad, i would consider it empowering even, but i was still full on sobbing just bc i thought it tied the story together so well n rly showed how strong circe has become. it's what she deserves 😌

tl dr: i loved the symbolism n all the literary analysis i could make of it for fun, the writing style from world building to just the sentence structures were stunning imo, my personal interest in greek mythology kinda made me push through the start of the book that wasn't as interesting as the whole experience would come to be. definitely would recommend trying to give it one more chance but if ur enjoyment of books is more abt an eventful & thrilling plot it's completely understandable if this one isn't for u! i 100% feel that

i hope this is at least a bit helpful!! idrk how to describe the book any better w/o going into spoilers but like i hope sharing some of the things i love abt literature in general helps u decide. like if u can relate then u might end up rly enjoying it as well once u get through the start but if u can't relate that much then it might just not be a book for ur reading taste which is completely valid as well

[whenallelsefails-eatpie]

Finally Answering Questions for y’all

Q1: How tall or short do you wish you were?

I used to wish I was taller because I already am tall for an (AGAB)female (5′8 1/2) but then I learned about platforms so. 

4: What was your favorite video game growing up?

Monkey Ball or Sonic Adventure Escape the City...I only had a Gamecube.

6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

Warning: Uses humor as a defense mechanism but will quickly become extremely invested in you  and give you immense amounts of unending love if they vibe w you

8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]

Melancholic

9: Are you ticklish?

extremely, on my back and sides (use this information wisely. I take no responsibility for involuntarily punching anyone who tickles me)

10: Are you allergic to anything?

absolutely nothing, allergies are to weed out the weak. (jkjk no eugenics here sis you slay that epipen)

11: What’s your sexuality?

~ pansexual  ~ (prefer agab [not cis, those are two different things] females)

12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?

tea, then coffee with cocoa. I don’t enjoy cocoa or coffee as much separately.

37: What is your eye color?

hazel/green 

38: Introvert or extrovert?

I’m ambiverted but lean toward introversion. 

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?

oh yeah absolutely, I personally just prefer that the tattoos aren’t on your face.  Or with piercings that they don’t take up so much of your face that I can’t see what you really look like.

54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?

pink, red, or platinum 56: Something that calms you down?

reading, playing instruments, taking a bath, cooking or baking

57: Have any mental disorders?

yessir. ADD, anxiety. and I used to have really bad depression. Now my depression is simply manageable lol. 

73: What is your MBTI type?

INFP (enneagram 4)

86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?

surprisingly yes, will I come close to passing out? Maybe. But I can.

87: Do your socks always match?

never, I hate matching my socks unless the socks are funky and need to match to give them the biggest bang for their buck. 

92: A store you hate?

Dick’s sporting goods. I have been dragged around that place for hours and absolutely nothing there interests me. (edit: I found a beanie that I liked but my previous opinion still stands)

93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?

start counting and never stop. If you mean in terms of actual measurements like cups/ounces, I can drink 20. What can I say I’m from New England.

94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?

Definitely fly because that might help lessen my fear of heights

95: Do you like to wear camo?

literally shoot me if you ever see me wearing camo. please, I beg you. that will be me at my lowest point 

96: Winter or summer?

Autumn. Next question.

97: How long can you hold your breath for?

3-4 minutes. It’s all that breath control from musical theatre.

99: Someone you look up to:

Jughead Jones. Yes I said that, fight me. He is completely himself and he allows the different facets of his personality to shine through to people that he loves and cares about. He is loyal and caring but also unique and resilient. Plus his fave food is burgers which is an instant win for me.

100: A store you love?

Hot Topic, Barnes and Nobles, Savers or any thriftstore 

102: Where do you live?

New England bb (; gettin that dark academia aesthetic straight from the source

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?

Amber

105: Do you drink milk?

You mean out of the glass? Like a psychopath? Like a serial killer? Absolutely not

106: Do you like bugs?

I do! Except for spiders and mosquitoes (although I’m warming up to spiders)

109: Can you draw:

Eh yeah ig, well enough. I draw realistically but I’m not great at animated style. 

111: A question you hate being asked?

“Are you a boy or a girl?” (like why? does it personally affect you? are you planning on boning me? if not then buzz off)

113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?

Yes, but only at night when the beach is quiet. I’m not a huge fan of the beach during the day

114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?

Rainy or sunny. Don’t go givin me the clouds with none of the drizzle.

119: Favorite thing about a person: 

Personality first and foremost. Humor and kindness. But physically; their smile and mannerisms. 

120: Fruits or vegetables?

Veggies (or berries i like berries)

121: Something you want to do right now:

Run away... ahah. But in all honesty I would love to go mushroom foraging rn, or possibly go on an adventure. Maybe go put on clothing meant for an entirely different time period and run around Target idk.

123: Sweet or sour foods?

Definitely not sour I hate sour. Spoonfeed me wasabi, that I can handle. But if you make me eat a Warheads I will cry. 

129: What would you want written on your tombstone?

I personally have a lot of problems with the funeral industry, so I would rather not take up space and rot preservation chemicals into the earth. But if I had an interim tombstone with no body underneath, it would read “Live Laugh Love” bc ~irony~

131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?

that I’m very individualistic and stubborn

132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?

Yes absolutely, that’s what they’re there for.

134: Do you like roller coasters?

Do I like feeling like I’m about to full send through the crust of the earth and die? No. No I do not. (I am a simple person, I go to carnivals for the food and to feed off terror.) 139: What nicknames do you have/have had?

Cookie

141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?

OH YEAH absolutely, I am a repressed gen z homosexual raised in a homophobic religious atmosphere, I am practically born with a therapist assigned to me.

142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?

Definitely good -_- unfortunately. Catch me bein the mom friend.

143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?

I prefer giving, but I am learning how to recieve. 

144: What makes you angry

People who live their lives in willful ignorance despite the endless resources available to them and let that ignorance hurt others.

146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?

All of em. Gimme em all. I don’t like boys as much currently but I would still probably lay my life on the line for some. 

147: Are you androgynous?

Yes. It’s more fluid than it is being in consistent limbo between masc and femme. Usually I’m androgynous but I often swing wildly between both ends of that socially perceived spectrum. 148: Favorite thing about yourself physically?

My hands or smile(product of bracesTM). But I have been told I have nice hands. 

149: Favorite thing about your personality:

I am a very strong blend of wise and class clown. I can do em both, I can do em well, and I can do em whenever. I also care a lot about others but I don’t change myself to be accepted by them. 

150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.

MLK Jr. --> I want to gain perspective on some of the current global issues. Jesus --> I’ve got a lot of questions for that dude. JRR Tolkien bc he’s incredible or Joan of Arc for the same reason

151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?

Ooh well, as a woman not many eras are desirable. But um probably either the 70s or Ancient Greece

154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?

YES. GIMME UR FINGERS > i meant that to sound much less threatening than it did but my statement still stands. 155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?

Yes it’s literally one of my favorite things to do. I hab empty lap. *pat pat* U may lay your head on it and watch Rilakkuma and Kaoru with me while I play with your hair. pls. 157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:

Women..... That’s it. That’s the tweet.

158: Biggest lie you have ever told:

That I am not a member of the alphabet mafia. (It’s not currently safe for me to come out) Now tell me *shines light in your face* who are your contacts?

164: Do you have long or short hair?

I have medium hair. It’s around the length of a bisexual bob or a good mullet. 

165: Shortest/Longest your hair has ever been:

Shortest was a pixie cut, almost buzzed, amazing. Longest was to my butt and was literally the worst experience in existence. I shall to this day actively rebel against having hair like that again. 

166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religion?

Organized religion can suck it. You can’t organize your relationship with God, nor can you stick it into a little manmade box and pretend that you have the ability to create a perfect faith which others have to either follow or perish. It’s arrogant and damaging and hurtful and not at all what Christianity is supposed to mean. 

167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?

I do. I think it’s important and something we need to think about. I do believe there is something after death, and I like to believe that my life has meaning. I think that questions of creation are important questions to ask and we can’t just ignore them.

168: Do you like to wear makeup?

Yes! It’s fun! Pretty colors!

170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

Absolutely. And the ones I didn’t feel like answering I simply omitted.

[gnostic-heretic]

what animals would u assign to ur favourite hetalia characters?

OMG you mean like as a familiar/pet or what kind of animals I associate more closely with them? Hmmm

Poland and Belarus would definitely be cats. Both of them have one or two cats and are huge cat lovers— and so is Ukraine but I associate her a lot with like... farm animals? I think she would love to live her life on a farm. I’m tempted to say I associate her with cows but I know some people out there will make bad jokes so listen it’s NOT about her badonkazonks it’s about her kindness and maternal energy and also did you know that cow-eyed used to be one of the most flattering epithets a lady could have in Ancient Greece? And she definitely has really big and beautiful eyes

I associate Lithuania a lot with wolves and dogs but also like. Deer? The man just radiates forest vibes and he’s a Disney princess in the body of a low budget anime man so I would assign him all the animals. He goes out and gums some song and suddenly he’s surrounded by wild animals. It’s just how it is

I associate Hungary a lot with birds, eagles, falcons and falconry I can totally see her being into that kind of stuff and having a pet falcon especially in the past. Same for Prussia tbh I know it’s kind of cliche but there you go. I think Prussia would also love dogs... he loves Italian greyhounds , DONT ask me why the very specific association, I don’t remember if there was something about this historically or in the manga or in someone else’s art/fic but it just stuck with me and it’s so strong??

Czech would also get assigned birds but like, those cute brown birds that are everywhere in cities and whose English name I really don’t remember right now. Fluffy white and brown pigeons would also be good... EDIT the name of the birds is house sparrow. Thanks Wikipedia

Russia is a bear I don’t think anyone can dispute or question this. He just has the vibes... as far as pets go I think he would also be a cat person??? I headcanon that he has like two or three cats at least at all times keeping him company and he gives them really sweet and cute names and pampers them a lot

Estonia ...,,,,. I don’t know. It’s hard to assign an animal to Estonia. But what I do know is that my boyfriend a few years ago watched a cool Estonian movie about werewolves and now I am so. Desperate and curious to see that. I wouldn’t assign him a wolf but. Estonia is smart and preppy but he has something feral in him. You know what I mean? And I don’t think he would go for pets in his house (too dirty, too much effort— though he’d compensate with s shit ton of plants) but he would really like wild animals. I can totally see him as the guy who feeds pigeons and ducks at the park every day. He’s just really nice deep down

I’m sure there’s other characters I could go on about this hmmm

I associate Austria with horses (the fancy ones) and Seychelles with cute, really colourful fish. She definitely has an aquarium at home. France is a poodle. He just radiates poodle energy. I know a lot of people associate England with corgis but I think he looks more like a pug

[rebelliouslala]

Helios

The hot summer sun is practically burning your back

and your travel from your small village to Athens just started

sure you didn’t rly get out often but goddamn this hill was HUGE

you were sUPER anxious to sell your load of fruit

you needed more fabric so you can become a weaver

because it’s ancient greece

yeah

today wasn’t the greatest day to go out since it was pretty sunny

and there were no clouds to help the sun not bake you

you still walk up towards a hill, pulling rly rly rly rly heavy bags of fruit

your brows were getting all sweaty

by the time you’re nearing the peak you look up at the sun to check the time

Problem was there was no sun

you’re kinda like, “? uhm, is the sun god Helios on a break?”

“Damn—”

There’s a loud metal clunk and a scream from the top of the hill

You stop on your path, looking near the peak of the hill, wondering what the fuck THAT was

u see this weird and large, bright yellow glow, and you gasp softly

“Hello? Sanha if you’re over there I’m going to kill you!” the voice is loud, making you stumble back

but you fall back, squealing softly once you realize your balance is uneven due to the fruit

“Hello?” someone says, hearing your fall

“Uh, yes?” You respond quietly

There’s a gasp, and the bright light dims

You look over at a handsome man

He smiles in relief it’s almost as bright as the light from earlier

wiping his brow he happily runs down from the top

his hair is messy and it bounces with each step

his skin is gorgeous

like what the hell you had okay skin but he was a really nice tan that you just adore

aphrodite must’ve blessed him

“Hello mortal! Or- er, sorry I don’t see mortals often.”

You gasp softly, and get on your knees, cursing yourself for being in awe

with

a

GOD

“F-Forgive me oh mystical one! Hello! It is an honor to meet you.”

u didn’t know wtf else to say

His touch is warm as he help you up, a frown on his face, “I don’t mind. And please don’t have to do that either.”

you look over, “Is that your chariot?”

“Yeah, my bastard cousin, or whatever, he starved my horses! MY horses! My precious Tony and Stark are so hungry they can’t fly.”

you push your bag of fruit in front of you, like an offering to the worried god “I don’t know what, uh, winged horse eat, but will this suffice?”

His face lights up, like the sun, and he takes it, “Oh my GODS yes it is you’re a literal life saver,”

he runs back with a squeal, and the glow becomes brighter, you shield your eyes instinctively until you feel an hand touch your arm

“I cannot thank you enough. if I didn’t get them anything the day would be VERY long, and i’m so tired,” he pouts

oh my god ur heart almost combusted he looks so babie

“of course, uh,” you finally feel a little regret since he just took a whole bag from you, so now you would get less fabric

“Say, where are you going?” he asks, grabbing your bag and holding it, and you can see his arms bulging oh-

“uh, am i scaring you or-?”

you snap back into reality and gulp, “Oh, well, I was going to Athens,” you point, kinda in the west

honestly all you know is to follow the path

“that’ll take two days!” the man cries, and he tsks, dragging you with the other arm “I’LL take you, besides I owe you one,”

you sigh in relief because you were probably like half a day journey’s in and you wanted to die

“thank you so much, sun god,”

“call me Myung Jun, or MJ!” he smiles wide, flashing his pretty teeth

you have to look away because sweetie you turned redder than the goddamn sea

see what i did there okay sorry

you look at a huge chariot, in front are two pure white pegasus -pegasi? ack- and you pull away to pet them

after all who meets winged horses everyday

“that’s Stark, the one next to him is Tony,”

“What odd names,” you mumble, before Stark bows her head to you

you smile wide as Tony nudges you with his head

you giggle and you look at the fruit they haven’t really finished, so you offer an apple

Tony takes a huge bite, making you laugh louder, and talk to him

now it’s the sun god’s turn to blush

he has definitely met mortal women before, but you make him all >~<

usually mortals want to get laid with him

But you were here being soft with his horses and that was just so adorable

“So, uh, we better get on,” MJ kinda mumbles, and you get on

“You might wanna cover your eyes”

“Why?”

“We gods are very powerful, and mortals that witness it can often go mad, that or we just obliterate them”

god. damn. you obey, since you at least have some sort of will to live

especially with this flaming hunk beside you

you feel some sort of warmth rush down your body like chills

you fall back when the chariot takes off

“okay, open your eyes, are you okay?!” he helps you up, and look at him

now you can see he truly was a god, on his head is a yellow crown, and he just looks so flawless you wanna kiss him

aphrodite was definitely messing with you what the hell

you look at his face instead as you try to control yourself

because bro he’s a god why would he like you???

so you nod, and he helps you sit on your bag, holding the reigns to the chariot

you and he are already WAY back up in the air, and the wind is cool and pretty friendly overall, despite the high height

“So, why Athens?” he ties to the reigns to the side of his gold chariot, sitting in front of you and taking your fruit

You gesture to the bag, standing up, “That, I uh, I need fabric to start to weave”

“you don’t have sheep? Gaia made all of that for you!” he pouts

you giggle from his pout, shaking your head, pointing to where your village was

“we’re too poor to afford that, so i grow the fruit,”

MJ stands up and widens his eyes, “What? I just ate and used your fruit for my horses! this won’t be enough!”

you try and explain to him it’s fine

like he’s a god why is he worried about you???

bug he shakes his head

“no, listen, uh,” he leans over his chariot, to like the back of it where he keeps his harp

problem is

he’s leaning over YOU

you kinda knew it was weird but you took a breath in

he smells sweet, you couldn’t put your finger on it, but it’s the sweetest smell ever

you could kind of assume ambrosia

but he pulls away before you can come to a conclusion, leaving you all pink

he pulls out a long and wide, glittering fabric

“i’ve had this for so long, usually we save this stuff for like heroes, but uh,” he hands it to you, and you can see it’s sme sort of gold colored silk

your mind rushes to all sorts of ideas to weave on it as he smiles, “if you cut a piece of it off, it regrows itself to be the same exact size as it’s first piece, it’s endless”

you dont even realize you’ve teared up when you embrace him, “I-I don’t even know what to say, this is the best gift Ive ever recieved!”

MJ turns RED and he hugs you too, nodding, “you deserve it,” he mumbles

you and he sort of just lay in each other’s arms for the rest of the day

the sun god makes you laugh so hard your stomach hurts

he even teases you when you snort, leaving you to never stop laughing

however, because of his speedy chariot, you’ve arrived to Athens already

by this time there’s only a few hours until MJ has to set his chariot off at his palace

he lands on a hill, and he helps you off

he secretly puts a charm on the bag so it’s not heavy for you to carry

“Myung Jun,” you say, and you smile wide when he turns pink as the dawn

literally his little sister, Eos is like a few hours away you can see her

“Thank you, for everything, I’ve never had any fun like this, and, I thank you for your gifts,”

MJ holds your hand, and his heart lurches to his throat

before you can pull away, MJ holds you close for another warm embrace

You both hold each other for felt like ages, which is just what you needed as a goodbye

you smelling his ambrosia scent, and him taking in the feeling of just

you

“Hey,” he mumbles

“Yes?” you say into his chest, before looking up

“maybe, I can pick you up from that hill we met, I’m thinking the day after tomorrow? when you come back from athens?’

MJ rubs the back of his neck and says quietly, “I would love to show you my palace,”

you smile, lean up to kiss his pretty sun kissed cheek as you mumble back, “I would love that,”

[gojngdown]

why every tøp song is for the gays

there’s at least one reason for each tøp song as to why it’s for the gays. so please enjoy. if i missed anything please feel free to add it in. written by a disaster nb lesbian.

SELF-TITLED

implicit demand for proof: the first time i heard this song, i was in world history class. we were learning about ancient greece at the time. ancient greece is literally the gayest place on the planet. implicit demand for proof is for the gays.

fall away: the backing vocals of “la da da da da” are just . it’s Gay. fall away is for the gays. also there’s that one live video of fall away with an epic trumpet solo and i watch it religiously and i’m gay. fall away is for the gays.

the pantaloon: i am too lazy to draw it out but the rhythm of this song is roughly the same as “mama” by my chemical romance. if mcr isn’t for the gays, i don’t know what is. the pantaloon is for the gays.

addict with a pen: this is my crush’s favorite song. addict with a pen is for the gays.

friend, please: this song is so meaningful and powerful, just like gay rights. friend, please is for the gays.

march to the sea: this song mentions spaceships. space is gay. march to the sea is for the gays.

johnny boy: simply because it is a Huge Bop that also has really relatable lyrics, johnny boy is for the gays.

oh, ms. believer: one of the prettiest songs tøp has ever wrote. you know who else is pretty? GIRLS. oh, ms. believer is for the gays. snow is also super cool just like gay rights. oh, ms. believer is for the gays.

air catcher: this song flows with passion, just like me when i see any girl ever. air catcher is for the gays.

trapdoor: “everyone gather around for a show.” show = theater. theater is gay. trapdoor is for the gays.

a car, a torch, a death: again this is one of the prettiest songs tøp has ever wrote. and who else is pretty? GIRLS. a car, a torch, a death is for the gays.

taxi cab: the live performance of this song absolutely knocks everyone off of their feet. this is also one of the safest songs on the planet. it’s also my favorite song off of self titled and i’m gay. taxi cab is for the gays.

before you start your day: “put on the glitter that your soul hides behind” can be alluded to closeted gay/trans kids having to hide who they are because they’re closeted. before you start your day is for the gays.

isle of flightless birds: “we put our worth in giving birth and stuff” single-handedly, this line makes the whole song for the gays. we put our worth in heterosexual intercourse when the most important thing is to be gay and do crimes. isle of flightless birds is for the gays.

REGIONAL AT BEST

(i did the songs on rab that are not on vessel!)

slowtown: “i put my socks on my feet.” a beautiful, meaningful line. also a very very gay line slowtown is for the gays. also this song mentions pokemon and pokemon is for the gays. slowtown is for the gays.

forest: the whole chorus is just,,, it’s so gay. like bringin all ur friends out and just singing songs in the middle of a forest there’s no heterosexual explanation for that. forest is for the gays.

kitchen sink: this is @serainechor’s favorite song and sera is a LGBTQ+ ICON. kitchen sink is for the gays.

lovely: the ending. that’s just. it’s. words fail. lovely is for the gays.

anathema: the whole last rap part is from no phun intended, aka For The Gays. anathema is for the gays. also it’s the song playing during that one scene from dreamers at best by @vialism u all know that scene yep. anathema is for the gays.

ruby: “UR AN ANGELLLLLLLLLL”- me @ girls. ruby is for the gays.

be concerned: “where’d you go, HUUUUUUH?” that line is so gay like u hear it and u just Know. be concerned is for the gays.

clear: so many good puns and misheard lyrics can be made out of this song, and we all know memes are for the gays. clear is for the gays.

VESSEL

ode to sleep: literally half of this song is from npi which as we all know is a Gay Album. ode to sleep is for the gays. also this song practically SCREAMS be gay do crimes. ode to sleep is for the gays.

holding on to you: tyler held up a gay pride flag during the live version of this song. holding on to you is for the gays.

migraine: AMM I THE OOOOONLY ONE I KNOOOOOOOW that’s gay that’s so amazing and Gay Culture also i listened to this on repeat on the way back from a band field trip and band field trips are gay. migraine is for the gays.

house of gold: this is the first ukulele song tøp ever released. it’s common knowledge that playing the ukulele is gay culture. house of gold is for the gays.

car radio: just the fact that tyler screams half of this song makes it for the gays. also during the alter ego festival, tyler said “peace” after this song which is gay. car radio is for the gays. also josh takes off the mask at the same time as tyler but no one notices and that’s also very meaningful just like gay rights. car radio is for the gays. tyler illegally climbs a lot during this song and once he literally built his own tower which is chaotic and gay. car radio is for the gays.

semi-automatic: hope is ur friend!! that is very gay and very powerful also keep telling me those sun metaphors those are extremely gay. semi-automatic is for the gays.

screen: another uke song. ukes are for the gays. screen is for the gays. “excuse us while we sing to the sky” is a Gay Line. screen is for the gays.

the run and go: DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO thats just the grandest gayest lil tune what a Bop also tyler called josh baby on stage during this song “oh hello josh! hello josh”. the run and go is for the gays.

fake you out: this song is very sad and very real- just like me. i’m gay. fake you out is for the gays. “i have committed dirty crimes” HEY BE GAY DO CRIMES. fake you out is for the gays.

guns for hands: turn ur guns into a fist. rise against the homophobes who spread hate. guns for hands said gay rights. guns for hands is for the gays.

trees: the live performance of this is everything and is enough of a reason as to why it’s for the gays. trees is for the gays.

truce: a meaningful yet simple song about staying alive. fantastic as Fuck. it’s also in the key of G aka the best key ! truce is for the gays.

BLURRYFACE

heavydirtysoul: THERES AN INFESTATION IN MY MINDSIMAGINJDHDJDNDBSJBBSBM. heavydirtysoul is for the gays. also the drum tabs are chaotic just like the gays. heavydirtysoul is for the gays.

stressed out: this is the tøp song that so many people heard first. as we all know, the clique is very very gay. stressed out is for the gays.

ride: once again, a song that a lot of people heard first. and the clique is like, SUPER FUCKING GAY. ride is for the gays. during alter ego fest, tyler said during this song “save the best for first” aka the most chaotic and gayass thing i’ve ever seen. ride is for the gays.

fairly local: the contradiction between the first and second verse is gay. fairly local is for the gays. also YEEEEEEEEEEAH is gay. fairly local is absolutely for the gays.

tear in my heart: this song is about jenna. tear in my heart is for the gays. it’s also the first tøp song i ever heard and i’m a gay icon. tear in my heart is for the gays.

lane boy: the riff on this boi. i mean Wow. lane boy is for the gays. “will they be alive tomorrow” he’s talking bout the straights that shit on the awesome lgbtq+ community i don’t make the rules. lane boy is for the gays.

the judge: i listened to this song on repeat when i first got my gay haircut. the judge is for the gays. tyler did a mashup of this and holding on to you (quite obviously for the gays, of course.) on the ukulele (a gay instrument.) the judge is for the gays. the simple act of screaming “JOSH DUN!” is gay culture. the judge is for the gays.

doubt: “don’t forget about me” me @ my crush. doubt is for the gays. no to be completely serious i interpret this song as a message to god and i feel like a lot of lgbtq+ ppl can relate to that sort of interpretation. doubt is for the the gays.

polarize: this is @poisonous-vibrations’s favorite tøp songs. ty is a LGBTQ+ ICON AS WELL. polarize is for the gays.

we don’t believe what’s on tv: tyler once dedicated this to josh. wdbwotv is for the gays. it’s also a ukulele song and the uke is a gay instrument! wdbwotv is for the gays. “YEAH YEAH YEAH” is gay. wdbwotv is for the gays. this is my brother’s favorite tøp song and my brother is a gay icon. wdbwotv is for the gays.

message man: this song just slaps u in the face and screams GAY RIGHTS. message man is for the gays. also the sleepers version of this is on the ukulele a gay instrument. message man is for the gays.

hometown: THE SLEEPERS VERSION OF HOMETOWN WAS MADE FOR THE GAYS I DONT MAKE THE RULES. hometown is for the gays.

not today: the brassline in this is absolutely gay. not today is for the gays. JUST BECAUSE I PLAY THE PIANO DOESNT MEAN IM NOT WILLING TO TAKE U DOWN im sorry. that’s the gayest and most chaotic thing i’ve ever seen Hello???? not today is for the gays.

goner: tyler screaming is gay culture and he screams a lot during this song. goner is for the gays. “i wanna be known by you” me @ my crush. goner is for the gays. to be serious this song is so meaningful and powerful and raw and i love it so much. goner is for the gays.

TRENCH

(there isn’t a yellow this is home of phobia)

jumpsuit: tyler screams in this one too and that’s gay culture. jumpsuit is for the gays. i feel like anyone who joined this fandom before july remembers exactly when and where they were when this came out. and of course, the clique is very gay. jumpsuit is for the gays. also throwing yellow flowers on ppls head is gay culture. jumpsuit is for the gays.

levitate: tyler fuckin rapping a mile a minute non stop is the epitome of gay culture! levitate is for the gays. also vultures = clifford. clifford is a gay icon. levitate is for the gays.

morph: every line of this song is gay! i don’t make the rules. morph is for the gays. (gorph is for the mays) the simple act of morphing to someone else is a metaphor a lot of gay/trans kids can relate to. morph is for the gays. “not done not done not done josh dun” is the gayest thing ive seen in a while. morph is for the gays.

my blood: this one is all about family and friends. a lot of lgbtq+ people have a chosen family, and i feel like my blood emulates not only family by blood but your chosen family as well. my blood is for the gays.

chlorine: ned is a gay icon. chlorine is for the gays. the arpeggio in the second chorus is gay culutre. chlorine is for the gays. red carnations were used by the gays to tell other gays they were gay. chlorine is for the gays. josh wearing a bucket hat is my aesthetic and i am gay. chlorine is for the gays.

smithereens: this song is about jenna. smithereens is for the gays.

neon gravestones: neon has a very important message. 100% for the gays. also it’s a very pretty song and i know ive said this twice already but who else is pretty? GIRLD. neon gravestones is for the gays.

the hype: the second verse is all about not caring what others think of you! the hype is for the gays. a sample in this song is from the two piece video and that is ... :((((( the hype is for the gays. the bridge has a uke in it and ukes are gay. the hype is for the gays.

nico and the niners: EAST IS UP im fearless when i hear this on the low EAST IS UP wearing rebel clothes is gay culture. nico and the niners is for the gays. flying from a fire is also gay culture. natn is for the gays.

cut my lip: “though i am bruised face of contusions know i’ll keep moving” gays have always persisted thru prejudice and u can totally take that line as 100% gay. cut my lip is for the gays.

bandito: this song is all about the fans. the clique is so gay y’all have no idea holy fuckin shit. bandito is for the gays. also it’s such a pretty song ,,,,, repeat after me ,,,,, who else is pretty . GIRLS ! bandito is for the gays.

pet cheetah: THE BOP OF THE CENTURY. absolutely gay culture. pet cheetah is for the gays. also josh takes his shirt off right before this song so. pet cheetah is for the gays.

legend: me and sera were talking abt how ned is a legend and we referenced this song. two gay icons talking abt a gay icon. legend is for the gays. also !! ukulele song. ukes are gay. legend is for the gays.

leave the city: i have no words to describe this song other than that.......... it’s definitely for the gays. <3

SINGLES/UNRELEASED SONGS

heathens: once again a song that brought many more gays to the clique. heathens is for the gays. the piano intro to this song live makes u ascend to heaven. heathens is for the gays.

cancer: this is a mcr cover. my chemical romance is gay culture. cancer is for the gays. this song is also super frickin pretty and girls are also pretty. cancer is for the gays.

two: so eerie and pretty at the same time. just,, really hard to describe. but definitely , definitely two is for the gays. me and sera are gonna do a two piano duet when we meet and we’re both gay icons. two is for the gays.

time to say goodbye: this is my favorite tøp song . the song i DO NOT SHUT UP ABOUT. as such, it’s automatically gay culture. ttsg is for the gays. also it was the first tøp song josh ever heard i’m not crying you’re crying. ttsg is for the gays.

in conclusion: every tøp song is for the gays and i just proved it.

thanks for reading this whole thing i really hope u liked it this took me two hours but hey . Gay Rights.

[queer-crusader]

Why do u look like ur straight up from ancient Greece tho

my Local Neighbourhood Squirrel DEADASS just leapt onto my window pane, maybe a foot from where i am sitting and just fucking stared at me with his hands on the glass he violated my privacy and im calling the cops

[lovelyirony]

@smarterest I REALIZED ITS UR BIRTHDAY so i am writing to u about ur smart lil kiddos (also: to everyone who hasn’t seen their art, it’s the best!!! It’s so full of life and love, i am in love.) This is from ur high school au, and I wanted to write about the peppertonyrhodey friend thing bc they’re punk

Tony, Pepper, and Rhodey all became friends freshman year during orientation. Tony was already sitting at the very back. Pepper would have been at the very front, but her mother was running late. Rhodey usually chose the middle, but everyone else had filled in. There were three seats at the very back. 

“I’m Virginia,” Pepper informs the two. “It’s nice to meet you.” 

“I’m Tony,” Tony offers, smiling a bit. “Why are you wearing a fancy outfit?” 

“Good impressions,” Virginia answers. “Dress for the job you want and all that.” 

“We’re freshman.” 

“I’m Jim,” Rhodey says. “Nice to meet you both. What do you think we’re gonna do today?” 

“Die,” Tony mutters. “I’m too tired.” 

“Wow, that’s tough shit!” Jim says cheerily. “Unfortunately, we’re not doing that yet. Maybe junior year will be your year!” Tony snorts. 

They sit together at lunch. Before that, Pepper and Rhodey have an art class. Rhodey and Tony are both in Advanced Engineering. Both are far above what the teacher is expecting for what they’ve learned, so Tony and Rhodey are in charge of making independent structures. 

They bond over lunch because all three of them hate vanilla pudding. “It tastes like someone’s choking me from the inside,” Jim says. 

He gets renicknamed “Rhodey” after a particularly good impression of his aunt by Tony, and Pepper laughs so hard she snorts. She gets the nickname of ‘Pepper’ as well after dumping too much onto her pasta and having a choking fit. 

They don’t find out he’s Tony Stark until there’s a group project in English involving a poster of what Ancient Greece was like for their Homer and Epics subject. Tony offers to use his house. 

It’s in the richest neighborhood, there’s a Cadillac parked outside the driveway, and Rhodey openly gapes. 

“Hot damn.” 

“James, language,” his mom says. “You better keep this friend with you, honey.” Rhodey laughs as he grabs his backpack and the seemingly-insignificant off-brand bag of barbecue chips. 

“You’re Tony Stark?” Is Rhodey’s first words as he’s let into the house. 

“Yeah,” Tony says with a sigh. “Wanna work on the project, or do you want me to work on it while you go do...whatever?” Rhodey blinks. “Most people just like using the arcade games or exploring,” Tony tries to explain. 

“We signed up to do a project,” Rhodey says. “And I have better handwriting than you, so I’m in charge of that. We’ll wait for Pepper to get a better color scheme.” 

They work in the sun-room. It’s warm in there, and all are feeling a bit worn out after they finish the poster. Pepper ends up falling asleep, and the boys follow suit. 

They’re woken up by Jarvis, who is smiling as he waves a Polaroid in the air. “You all are not very photogenic when asleep,” he says. Tony laughs at Rhodey’s expression while Pepper laughs at Tony’s. 

They get the reputation of being the school’s outliers second semester of freshman year. Rhodey refuses to let a senior, Alexander Pierce, copy his math homework. Tony makes a smart comment, and they’re both sent into the oblivion of the social structure. 

Pepper is dragged in as well, but she doesn’t mind. You don’t need to be in a certain social circle in high school to get into a job. 

They start wearing black accidentally, actually. It’s more Tony complaining about his math teacher, and Rhodey tells him to wear black if he’s really that emotionally affected about it. 

Tony delivers. He also says that he likes eyeliner, because it makes his eyes pop. Rhodey and Pepper laugh. 

They eventually end up copying some of Tony’s style occasionally. Rhodey has the black t-shirt and jeans, a leather jacket accompanying. Pepper usually wears black pants and a black cardigan with a pop of color in the center. (Tony wants to burn literally every yearbook years later, after they realize they all look hilarious.) 

People start referring to them as the “punks.” It’s hilarious, given the fact that none of them are even close. Most of their hangouts involve going over homework or helping each other with homework. It’s either that, or Rhodey and Tony dragging Pepper to see Star Wars or Lord of the Rings.

When school ends, Tony casually asks if they want to do anything over the summer. 

“I’m making you both come with me,” Pepper says. “There’s this whole list of thrift shops and flea markets I’ve been researching, and I think we could find a ton of stuff...” Rhodey and Tony nod. 

“I’m making you come hunt for scrap metal,” Rhodey says. Tony grins; they’d been talking about making a small little flight carrier. “What about you, Tones? Have anything planned for us this summer?” 

“Not sure yet, I’ll let you know.” 

Tony makes them go rollerskating, and they swim in the pool out back, and they stay up late with cans of soda lying on the floor and silly grins and promises that they’d be friends forever. As the sun sets, they all truly believe it. They want it to be that way, with promises of being there and having apartments and pets and college experiences. 

(They kept their promise.) 

[sideeffectofthedrug]

Seaweed Brain and Wise Girl

Hey sorry this is really late but this is my @demigodsecretsanta for @burnthefirstorder! I decided to use my favourite prompt and I don’t know if I did it justice and I know this isn’t really long but I never thought this would be so hard and if I didn’t stop there I’d have a 100,000 words fanfic haha so happy holidays and I hope you like it!

When the Gods started having children with mortals, they noticed these kids were different. Their children not only had powers but they also had soulmates. When they learned that, they decided help their kids a bit by making them able to communicate with each other in a special way. If one of them started drawing or writing on their body, it would also appear on the other one’s. In addition to this, the day of their 16th birthday, a tattoo their godly parents on one arm and the one of their significant other on the other arm will appear. This story is the one of Percy Jackson and Annabeth and their quest to find each other.

 When Percy woke up on his 16th the first thing he saw was a trident the colour of the sea on a sunny day. He was actually surprised to see this because even if he heard and read stories about it, he didn’t know any other demigods except his friend Piper and she was younger than him. He was a bit hesitant about all of this and he always thought all those stories were fairy tales or a great plot for a Hollywood movie.

 “If this story was true, then the other must be too”, he said to himself. He lift his left arm to be able to see his wrist and saw a beautiful owl sitting on an olive branch. He knew that symbol represented the Goddess Athena and he couldn’t help but wonder if he and the mysterious person would get along even with the rivalry their parents had since Ancient Greece. He decided to write something on his arm and hope all the stories were true.

Hey, you there?

You finally realized the stories were true?

If ur so wise and u knew already, then why didn’t u try to talk to me earlier Wise Girl? Wait, u are a girl, right? Not that Im homophobic or anything, but its kind of an important thing to know.

Yes, Seaweed Brain, I’m a girl. And if you had done all your researches like I did you’d know that we both had to be 16 if we wanted this to work so happy birthday, I guess. Oh and please, for the love of the Gods write correctly, this is a nightmare.

Seaweed Brain??

Well, according to the tattoo I have here your father is Poseidon so yes, I feel like Seaweed Brain is a appropriate nickname. I’m Annabeth by the way, Annabeth Chase. And you are?

I’m Percy Jackson. Nice to meet you Annabeth.

Eventually, they exchanged phone numbers and they spent months talking to each other and slowly got attached, they fought, they made up and they laughed while their feelings for each other grew until they couldn’t be ignored anymore.

“I swear Piper, she’s amazing, she’s beautiful, she’s intelligent and she doesn’t keep up with my shit!”

“Yeah, I know Percy, you’ve been telling me this for months already. Why don’t you two meet? You told me she goes to school in New York it’d be a great opportunity!”

“Do you think she’d really want to?”

“Percy, I swear if we weren’t talking on the phone I’d beat your ass. Of course, she’d want to see you! It’s pretty clear she feels the same way as you do!”

Percy could feel his best friend’s judgemental eyes through the phone. Of course, Piper was right, as always, but knowing that did not help the fact that he was really nervous about all of this. What if Annabeth did not like how he was in real life? The fact that they were soulmates did not mean she was forced to love him… It could be a friend type of love…

After he was done talking to Piper he decided to take a walk wit Mrs. O’Leary to think about what to do. While he was walking in Central Park with an overexcited dog by his side he saw a really beautiful blonde girl sitting on the grass and doing what looked like homeworks on a computer. He couldn’t help but think that she looked a lot like the pictures he saw of Annabeth but what is the chance of this girl really being her? It’d be too good to be true so he just continued walking.

“Seaweed Brain?”

Percy being Percy, when he turned around, he got caught in Mrs. O’Leary’s leash and fell down face first. Feeling mortified, he quickly got up and faced the girl who apparently really was the love of his life.

“Wise Girl? ”

“Oh my Gods Percy, are you alright? ”

“I am now”, he said with a big smile.

She really was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen...

“Thanks Seaweed Brain you’re pretty cute too”, she said with a big smile.

Of course he said that ou loud because he was Percy Jackson and all the embarassing things happened to him.

Even if they sometimes annoyed each other and Annabeth couldn’t believe how stupid Percy could be sometimes they still loved each other and that’s what matters.

[dragon-zena]

even More OC group chat shenanigans

HUGHES: Madena oh my god

ZI: jdndjdjdjjd madena you did NOT

MADENA: I TOTALLY DID IM SVDBDBHD

HUGHES: I hate this Madena wh

HUGHES: “considering that I am a gay,,,” LIKE

ZI: “half of us,,,are immigrants,,,and children and grandchildren of immigrants,,,,end it” like has your best friend ever

HUGHES: YEAH MY BEST FRIEND HAS EVER THEY DID IT TODAY YOU WERE THERE

MADENA: im sorry but like what did she expect complaining about gay people and immigrants to a nb bisexual with two parents from two different continents...like? Ok

ZI: let's debate sexuality when it's obvious that half the class are LGBT and the other half are bigots!!!

ZI: let's talk about “illegal” immigration when almost EVERYONE IN THE ROOM has a close family member that immigrated here!

HUGHES: RIGHT AND TBIS IS AP POLISCI NOT AP “DISCUSS HUMAN RIGHTS” LET'S N O T

MADENA: this is both the greatest and worst day of my life why did I SAY that dbdbdn

ZI: what u said was true and you should say it

MADENA: mnmerrg

ZI: mads ur literally iconic there are literally people talking about u being their hero I'm???

HUGHES: I can't believe the evil was thoroughly defeated in our third hour class today.

MADENA: theevilisdefeated.png

CAMILLA: Narla!

NARLA: Yeah?

CAMILLA: Friendly reminder that we have a game today uwu……….do u have what u need? You dint have ur knee pads last time

NARLA: Fuck, I honestly forgot my stuff. I'm probably gonna drive home and get them.

NARLA: And never say “friendly reminder” or use uwu ever again in my presence.

CAMILLA: You should let Zi bring you uwu

NARLA: Perish, you bitch. You bully. You scoundrel.

CAMILLA: ;^)

NARLA: Hey, Zi. Are you busy after school? I was hoping that I could get a ride home, today. I have to get my vball gear for tonight.

ZI: oh! Yeah! I'll be waiting in the car after school. Can i

ZI: uh

NARLA: ?

ZI: can I come watch you, tonight?

NARLA: I'm blushing so hard she asked to come watch us tonight.

CAMILLA: HELL YEA we need the support

CAMILLA: Not that we gonna lose but your biggest fan being there is gonna make u go into overdrive.........ur gonna beast out........

CAMILLA: ion know if the other team is gonna stand a chance

NARLA: PERISH, ASSHOLE.

NARLA: Of course you can come! :)!

ZI: !!!

CAMILLA: WELCOM TO MY F U CK HO US E

MADENA: we have banini...and avocaidi…

HUGHES: Perish

ZI: perish

NARLA: Perish.

MADENA: Oh worm? Permission granted?

ZI: MADS NO

HUGHES: N O

ZI: mmmmmMMMAAAAAAAAAAA

STEPHANI: God, same.

HUGHES: What's going on in Louisiana? ):

NARLA: They keep raising the prom fee as though we're made of money. Lmao.

JUSTINE: I mean, Narla will be fine, she’s actually made of money,,, but like, not many other people will be.

ZI: LMAO.

MADENA: Zi ):

ZI: im sorry im sorry I just

NARLA: I'll pay for you to go. I'll pay for any of you, if you need it. It's not like we're using it for much, at home.

CAMILLA: ,,, Narla,,, ur mom

NARLA: Irrelevant.

MADENA: godiwishthatwereme.png

CAMILLA: aight……………………..

ZI: id die for Narla but whatever

HUGHES: You're at her game, aren't u

ZI: …no

HUGHES: …

ZI: …yes

ZI: Hughes her thighs...her calves….me gay

MADENA: I heard gay what's goin on

MADENA: oh its just z nvm

ZI: thighs.mp4

ZI: look at her go!

CAMILLA: ive come from the court to tell u that you are Definitely in the wrong chat

MADENA: ho-o-oly shit

CAMILLA: i got her phone lmao y'all secrets safe w me

CAMILLA: just deleted those messages have fun in pineville bye

HUGHES: Isn't that actually a place in Louisiana

HUGHES: Cami?

ZI: she's back on the court but yeah it is

ZI: holy shit I owe Camilla my entire life im going to the T3 Group Chat

HUGHES: real paranoia hours

HUGHES: if u up alone at 3:10 in the morning

HUGHES: hearing things, seeing things, and overthinking ur relationships

HUGHES: slam that mf like

HUGHES: this is so stupid like wow I love. feeling this way. Fave. 10 out of fuckign 10 i lobe iy

HUGHES: I need tk pee but im svared tk adn no ones up i catn

CAMILLA: oh shit

CAMILLA: ok okay im up right now, I'm here right now, I need you to take deep breaths for me

HUGHES: catn’

CAMILLA: can I call u

HUGHES: yehh

ZI: oh no

NARLA: Hughes, are you okay, now? I'm sorry that I wasn't awake when you needed someone. ):

CAMILLA: they asleep rn but I think they r ok for rn

CAMILLA: has this happened before zi

ZI: not to this extent

ZI: sometimes he does focus extensively on everything around him and it makes him anxious

NARLA: Maybe this should wait until Hughes says that we have his permission to talk about this.

CAMILLA: yeah

HUGHES: last night was a shit show

HUGHES: my bad

MADENA: Are u ok now?

ZI: ^

NARLA: ^

CAMILLA: ^

JUSTINE: ^

STEPHANI: ^

HUGHES: Yeah thanks

HUGHES: Camilla made me take sleep medicine and i pretty much passed out soon after lmao

CAMILLA: Sleep > Being Awake lmao

MADENA: mood

ZI: ......everybody wants to be a cat.....

HUGHES: oh my god not again

ZI: aS quare witha horn makes u wish u werent born evertime he plays

MADENA: Oh A Rinky Tinky Tinky!

ZI: with a square in the act! u can set musci back! to the caveman days!

NARLA: Oh, a rinky tinky tinyk!

HUGHES: This is torture you’re all doing ths knowing it was my fave song to play in jazz band end me

MADENA:  👀 👀 👀

Narla: RIP...It was my fault, I wanted to watch The Aristocats.........

HUGHES: Perish, Narla Miaro.

NARLA: Fuck you, Hughes.

STEPHANI: atthepool.png

STEPHANI: shes so fuckgin beautiful shes wearng this bikini and shes like fuckign aphrodite or sme shit

JUSTINE: END THIS

JUSTINE: prety.png

JUSTINE: LOOK AT MY GIRLFRIEND SHE DESERVES THE WORLD SHES GIGGLIN

NARLA: God, can you imagine if I had let the two of you pine any longer than you did?

ZI: this is so gay and cute

MADENA: Justine where do u find ur swimsuits and Steph u look gorgeous end me please

JUSTINE: blush.png

JUSTINE: shes blushing ths is so cute

JUSTINE: Also i just got them at waly worl

MADENA: bless ur photogenic souls for telling me

CAMILLA: U do it for he

NARLA: And you would do it, again.

CAMILLA: You do it for she and now u say

NARLA: You do it for he.

HUGHES: One day is all I ask

HUGHES: Sometimes I forget that the moment Euthymia left the house for college, she changed from a subtle gay to a vindictive gay.

MADENA: God my sister is so fucking iconic mom was like “i dont support that in my house” AS THOUGH I DONT EXIST IN THE BOUNDARIES OF THE HOME BUT ANYWAY Euthymia shruges and is like “im not in your house so lmao watch this” AND KISSES AGATHA RIGHT IN F R O N T OF HER hhfkrk

ZI: im lauhing

HUGHES: Shes not at her mom’s house rn she came to bring something to me for Mads and she’s sporting an undercut and a lot of lgbt pride pins AND a lot of really clever enamel pins too i envy her

HUGHES: She??? Also has??? A scar on her eyebrow???

HUGHES: I ASKED WHY AND SHE SAID “YOU SHOULD SEE THE OTHER GUY”

MADENA: TELL HR TO STAY PUT IM C O M I N G I GOTTA SEE THIS

ZI: send a pic when u get there i wanna see

EUTHYMIA: inspiring my lgacy to be vindictive gays lmao

AGATHA: im lauhfing Zi just texted me and told me that Hughes called you a vindictive gay

EUTHYMIA: im so happy that im able to be ths way

EUTHYMIA: but i want them to wait until they’re super safe until they even think about following the near vicinity of my footsteps

AGATHA: you aren’t even super safe but i get wht ur sayin

AGATHA: I love you, Euthymia Nadine.

EUTHYMIA: I love you, too, Alaris

AGATHA: oooh my last name hot

EUTHYMIA: end it

HUGHES: That freshman is going to get in a fight this afternoon

MADENA: ?

HUGHES: sorry the thought just came to me

MADENA: Hughes,,,

HUGHES: I was right,,,,,,what the fc

ZI: oh thats like when Madena said something about ancient greec andt he teacher was like “nuh uh” but when he searched it up it was true

ZI: but Madena didnt know how they got it right it just randomyl popped up in their mind

CAMILLA: Physics can suck my asshole

HUGHES: Oh?

MADENA: *Hughes voice* oh, you haven’t heard?

CAMILLA: i die

HUGHES: I tutor in physics

MADENA: hes not gonna ask you to pay which is why u should

CAMILLA: I DONT CARE AS LONG AS I PASSED THESE FINALS WHATS YOUR FUCING PAYPAL

HUGHES: meet me in the PMs

MADENA: this is so fucking funny hey @Narla d o u need help with physics

NARLA: No.

MADENA: god i wish that were me

ZI: god i wish that were me

ZI: :0!

MADENA: O: twinsies

[figbian]

ok some folks asked for clarification so percy jackson does a few things wrong but the thing i was specifically thinking abt was:

which is pg 66 of the lightning thief on my illegal pdf. this is a big problem for two reasons: one, americans (or, rather, non-greeks) dont ‘own’ greek culture. two, the west is racist <3

im gonna start w two & use it to help explain one. yes, i think the west is racist. thats bc when we think of the west, we think of something “starting” in ancient greece and “continuing”. nevermind that thats not how history works & how “ancient greece” isnt really a real thing bc for a long time greeks did uh. not call themselves greeks. so who do we mean when we’re talking abt “ancient greeks”? the athenians? or the mycenaeans? or the minoans? bc none of these groups would have necessarily identified w each other? secondly, the mediterranean is interconnected: to imply that “western” culture started w ancient greeks is to imply that “ancient greece” sprung out of nowhere, which is simply not true. the area we now know as greece was influenced & shaped by cultures in asia minor & north africa, which today we might not call “western”. and some people wouldn’t call egypt or asia minor “western” bc... we use the term western history, but what we mean is white history. thats why, i think, the assyrians & the egyptians & the nubians & many other mediterranean cultures, which all affected each other and ancient greece are not “western”...bc we dont see them as white. we have this made-up understanding of history that we use to justify a singular “white culture” which is....white supremacy.

(here since this is a tumblr post and not an essay i will make a sidenote abt the interesting racism & history of how we talk abt the ancient nubians vs ancient egyptians and how biblical scholars made egypt white, which is not relevant here but i think is interesting)

so anyway. when percy jackson talks abt “the west”, it’s giving ownership of ancient greek culture to americans (typically white americans). which is already fucked bc ancient greek culture is not a singular thing, and instead diverse but w/e. but also. it’s not your culture dude????? like genuinely removed from the white supremacy rhetoric surrounding it... its as weird as a french person going on about like, idk, russian culture? but regardless, there is a history of white supremacists (& colonists & imperialists) using “ancient greek” culture to justify racist behaviors. white pride stuff can come in the form of “look how superior white people are, we did [insert ancient greek monument/work of art/piece of literature]” which is like...dude no u didnt. & percy jackson perpetuates that rhetoric by encouraging (white) americans to see ancient greek culture as theirs when its not. & before you come at me for “oh this seems like a stretch” im genuinely here to tell u this is such a common piece of rhetoric spewed specifically from people talking abt “white pride” or “white culture” 

as for “this is why people on tumblr make posts about how they know how greek mythology really works or they can reclaim mythology” that was kind of a joke but also. when ur spoon-fed the idea that u own greek mythology (esp bc ur white & “its ur history”) u are bound to make absurd claims bc u feel like u have ownership over that culture 

every day i think abt percy jackson’s white supremacy rhetoric and wonder if that’s the reason people on tumblr treat greek mythology the way they do

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call me multi colored leaves bc I want every bit of autumn

I’m sorry its so long and unnecessary. thanks for asking!!

 autumnal asks

lantern

- how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?

So, the first time I met my best friend, I was at a new school in seventh grade, and she was the super cool eighth grader that I was doing drama with and I was a lil scared of. I can picture it like it was yesterday, but idek if she remembers it. The first time the two of us could reasonably say we were good friends was probably when I was in,,,, sophomore, junior,,(?) year. There was a lil bit of drama, as usual, and I ended up going to a family wedding with her. That was the first time we were close, even though we had been in the same general group of friends before that. @thumper-darling YO mistakes? what was ur first impression of me?

frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

I’d say,, “do your damn homework, your gpa can’t live through two years of this.” I’d say, “join theater sooner,” I’d say, “you have things to say, say them, no matter the looks you get, they don’t matter.” “Join the GSA in high school before it disbands after the only person who could keep it going about it graduates”

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

Actually, I’ve always wanted to sing well, there was a time when I almost took lessons but I was to nervous and couldn’t go through with it. I regret it now.

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

uuuuuuhm, idk. Maybe Hermione. I do distinctly remember relating to a character from a book, but I can’t really remember the book, or the character. Perhaps, Lennie from The Sky is Everywhere, Perhaps, Craig from It’s Kind of A Funny Story, highkey the book i haven’t seen the movie. None of them really cuz they’re like me, more like cuz we been through almost kinda similar stuff. I don’t read about *me* much.

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

idk if this means like the wardrobe itself or what’s in it, but prepare for a long unnecessary explanation. I’ve actually been working on eliminating and reordering things from my closet, so I’ve thought about this. First things first, For Sure I’d have my black, white, pink, and red skater skirts. Black skinnies w rips at the knees and ankles, big baggy light jeans w holes everywhere, light skinnies, and pale pink/maroon capris. I’d have my oversized red white and black stripped sweater, green jacket, black and grey sweatshirt, jean jacket, green, mustard, white, and grey sweaters. TOnS of crop tops, my white one that says empower women, the one with ice cream on it, the camo one that I thought i would have hated,,,etc,, some t-shirts, especially the one that says salty, and my play shirts and crewnecks. basically any converse that I could ever want, my trusty doc martens, maybe a pair of combat boots, and more?? like a key to every department store in the world? cuz I’m selfish asf??

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

lmao,, pineapple pizza, ,, fuk u

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

um, people have the right to be happy within themselves? People that are not white have the right to want to love? Pineapple on pizza is Damn good? EDIT: cuz this binch wanted controversial: I think that people listing pansexuality and bisexuality together is violently disrespectful, let alone calling them similar or the same. I think not a single white person will ever be able to understand or even come close to empathizing a little bit with what it means to be a poc, I have an immediate reaction that black is better, and I am always, always prejudiced in POC’s favor, no matter when or what. (controversial enough @mybisexualagenda?? lmao luv u)

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

Listen I would Die immediately. rip me, I’m a zombie now. actually more likely I’d kill myself so I wouldn’t have to be killed by the zombs

jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?

wow,,, Zendaya, Rihanna, HACK JK NOPE ISSA RAE ALSO KNOWN AS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL EVER

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

listen, if you’ve ever been to that old aunts house, that one that you never visit or see at holidays, and like stay the night once, you’ll understand

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.

Happiness. Meet new people that I love, though that one has pretty much happened already, Meet more people, have coffee, become closer to everyone. find myself, you know the reg

crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

Funnily enough, I actually Love math. I’m not very good at it, but I definitely love doing math, and I think it’s fun.

bonfire - describe your dream house.

I have two, either: a small cottage like thing surrounded by the woods and flowers and a path through the trees to a lake or a pond or the ocean where I can swim and relax and read and listen to the water with family or someone I love. the other: a studio apartment or a one bedroom, in New York that I may or may not share with my best friend because we have no money, a mattress a blanket, a teeny kitchen and friends over all the time. This one is more about the friends than the house, but someone would always be over, out of a big group of friends, sleeping over, staying to study, staying to hang, being in each others presence, etc.

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

let me catapult myself to a time where Drumpf isn’t in the white house. I’d want to live in Ancient Egypt maybe, or Ancient Greece, but egypt sounds better

cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?

NO

cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?

My hair. and that’s like it tbh

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

um, that time somebody came up and stroked their hands through my hair super randomly. I don’t let Anybody touch my hair, there’s a list of 5 people who can touch my hair with permission. I almost kilt a binch right then and there.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

Tea, maybe a bit of honey, very strong, and coffee, basically not coffee anymore like a sugary coffee drink, but I do enjoy a caffe mocha from time to time.

pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?

Neither, I think that people learn badly and don’t control their fear. which leads to bad. which brings out good.

moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?

YEET no. I’m messy. I think better in messy, though I do like it when my room is clean, it’s always a damn mess.

flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date?

I have been on like maximum three dates. So like no. But, two were distinctly better than the one, so that one must have sucked. FUnnY story, I actually saw the person I had the less good date with on one of the good ones, so That was fun.

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?

Blonde dark roots and PINK damn i’m always so close to having it but never getting there. I do have a purple hair dye sitting in my room rn, maybe I’ll go crazy.

ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?

Always.