#west coast though

[non-un-topo]

Lord stop me from writing an old guard fic about obscure Canadian history

[lily-claw]

I accidentally drew izuku so small help idk how to fix it😭😭😭

[aelisinsims]

i'm sorry there's so many pictures, i was just so happy with this area and i wanted to show you guys

[bedlamsbard]

every day I am shocked the Midwest accent is real

[reddamselette]

"Jason." Leo's voice rang through the other side of the telephone, breathless and airy as if he ran for miles and miles until he inserted the quarters, dialed his number, then called.

Jason waved off Nico, pointing to his phone held to his ear, gesturing that he'd catch up once the phone call was to end. Jason shoved his free hand into the pocket of his jacket and leaned against an office building with a smile gracing his face. "You took so long to call, idiot."

Leo laughed, warming a fast beating heart and overran the electricity that surged and powered his body and brain with heat. Even in the cold temperatures of New York, Jason had forgotten all about the icy sensation pricking his nose and cheeks. "I know. The bus got here late and it wouldn't even stop by the booth. It robbed me of my money too, you know? What bullshit is that?"

He huffed out a laugh. "You called in time because I completely forgot to charge my phone before I left the apartment. I would've missed your call." Jason scratched his cheek, lowering his head to glance down at his shoes and tapped the tip of it against the concrete. He cleared his throat, nerves building in his stomach and swallowed. "Are you...are you coming tonight? To Nico's birthday, I mean."

He heard a groan then a faint smack that could only imply Leo slapped his hand onto his forehead. "I'll be there but don't tell him. Gotta have the best gift for last as a surprise and all that. I'll be there, promise. Listen, I gotta get going. Piper should be here with the car in a few minutes-"

"No, yeah, I'll, uh, I'll see you tonight."

They both had said their goodbyes and as Jason glanced at the screen of his phone, it shut off. He watched the loading circle for a few seconds until it went entirely black and he sighed.

He hadn't seen Leo in months, traveling overseas with Annabeth for their studies since the end of summer but he was overwhelmed with anxiety. They called, of course, but hearing the one person he loved for years over the phone was nothing compared to seeing him in person after an annoyingly, agonizingly long while.

Jason placed a hand over his chest, near his heart as he started to walk down the sidewalk to meet Nico and inhaled sharply. He's just a friend, Grace. Nothing more, nothing less.

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part two

[coywolfcollections]

Hi! Idk where you are from but can I know if you’re gonna go to some comic con? Thx! Love your art!

Yes! I do multiple cons around the USA :] here's my current lineup

[heartbeetz]

Sorry for not doing a new years promo or reblogging anybody's I'm umm.mmm lazy. And was making a drink (it was mid)

[justaquestioninggirl29]

The election is starting to scare me. This is getting real.

[dionysus-complex]

the thing is that I would do the East Coast (esp. NYC/Philly) for a year or two for a postdoc or visiting professorship or whatever. but I don't want to get stuck there and unfortunately in this field the opportunities skew very heavily toward the East Coast and the South

[templeofvengeance]

"...I already frequently look utterly insane in public. And uh, I mean I like booze but prefer coffee? S'not a deal breaker is it? Also as long as I keep my bodily autonomy we're good. Ehm- like you letting me know before you feather out- or... whatever it is you... do?"

Compatibingo Card //@infiniitemarvels

Well, this isn't what he expected. A near-blackout from the Sharpshooting Avenger, counting the two boxes that certainly could be ticked from his comments. (Alcohol as a favorite beverage wasn't a requirement. Khonshu had just always enjoyed drinking alongside his faithful-- the Ancient Egyptians loved their beer. Not that Marc ever bought/offered him a drink.)

Bodily autonomy and moral code are the bigger question marks, but nothing Khonshu couldn't sort out.

"Do you know what you're petitioning me for?" The god tilts his head, which isn't to say he's not interested, far from it. He's simply not used to people approaching him with offers, in these times of low faith. "To inherit the power of my Fist of Vengeance, to protect the travelers of the night, and bring... 'justified retribution' to those that would do them harm. My healing armor would be no small upgrade."

Nor would the moon-branded bow and arrows he'd no-doubt provide as this Knight's weapon.

[lamboflace]

A Snow Angel Lacie to ring in the New Years~ May this year be better than the last!

textless ver;

[sidsthekid]

when you're smiling (the whole world smiles with you)

pit vs vgk | 1.20.24

[laomelettedufromage]

RAAAAAHH I LOVE PARTNER DANCING RAAAAAHHH I LOVE SWING DANCING SO MUCH RAAAHH

[lununnunna]

i wont have my computer after tonight but ive got magazine shouto wips in the work !! and yes thats plural.

anyway! i probably wont get to finish them until mid december at the earliest :( hopefully this holds u guys over until then <33

[ofpd]

so many characters in les mis are really just girls in love (cant be held responsible for their actions)

[dragonmons]

oh that beast is taking up the whole gulf. tampa is so incredibly fucked