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lilplecoptera · 24 days
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a whole day of waiting for dan and phil to do something and then Shayne and Courtney Smosh just fucking TKOd me . what if i spontaneously combusted
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this April Fools has not been kind to me. also cinematic parallels to me i've connected the dots....
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lilplecoptera · 4 months
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More pictures of those hills that were covered with flowers. 
July 11.
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lilplecoptera · 4 months
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how are they gonna adequately prepare whatever child they cast for nico di angelo. it has got to be impossible for someone that young to give informed consent about playing the saddest wettest loser in all of human history. like hey kid i know youre sprightly and all of ten, but we need you to be in all five stages of grief at all times. remember, your mother was killed in fascist italy, youre eighty years old, and now youre in love with the guy who killed your sister. say this next line like you know what it's like to be an ear of corn.
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lilplecoptera · 4 months
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The original percy jackson series is about cycles of abuse and neglect, right. Were introduced to percy as a kid who has clearly been left behind by a school system that has given up on him, restless and unengaged and self-defetist because hes been given nothing that works for him and no one even tries to meet him where he is. Then hes told no, listen, your neurodivergence is amazing and you just need to be given something that actually utilizes your unique palatte. And thats obviously the uplifting idea rick wanted for his kids, right. But once we get to know chb the same cycles are happening there too. There are kids "left behind" there too for one reason or another, because their parents dont want to claim them, because their parents werent important enough to get a cabin. Do you get it, all the kids who dont fit the most common neurotypes get shoved into the same closet. Kids are being left in a cruel world to fend for themselves without the tools they need. Theyre dying because no one bothered to accommodate them. Its such an obvious parallel that the first chapter introduces a teacher whos written to be especially hard on percys disability and she turns out to literally be one of these monsters trying to kill him. Meanwhile sally jackson tells him she named him after Perseus because she wanted a redemption for a hero whos story ended in tragedy. Meanwhile every book in the series replicates a greek myth step for step until the moment they break the cycle. Annabeth, playing Odysseus, is talked down from her hubris and grounded by her friends. Percy, playing Heracles, meets someone wronged by the original Heracles and rights his wrongs by refusing to go down the same selfish path as him. Monsters are reborn because they are--as the books explicitly call them--achetypes. These kids are stuck inside the cyclical nature of mythology because thats what happens to mythology, it gets retold over and over again. But these are the kids who have to live it. The series ends with percy being offered immortality and he rejects it because he wants to use his godly favor to force them to break their cycle of neglecting their kids. The series ends with a declaration that we cant keep letting this happen. The very first book offees the same choice. It ends with percy refusing to keep the head of medusa as a spoil of war, refusing his heroic reward. He lets his mother have the head and use it to kill gabe. Isnt that fucking crazy for a kids book? Gabe wasnt a Monster. He wasnt going to Turn to Dust and Disappear in a narratively convenient way. He was a living breathing mortal dude and percy and his mom killed him without remorse. Break the cycle of abuse!!!! Dont let this happen again!!! Anyway thats why the original percy jackson series is Hey where are you going with our breadsticks
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lilplecoptera · 4 months
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“how is annabeth head of athena cabin” have you ever met an autistic 12 year old girl. she’s running that shit like the navy
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lilplecoptera · 4 months
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Own.
Vårtecken.
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a cat on a tree
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lilplecoptera · 5 months
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my favourite thing is when enemies to lovers are getting heated…and their faces end up really close… and they’re making solid eye contact…and then one of them is just like… *gaze drops to lips*
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lilplecoptera · 5 months
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And yet, to be seen as he was and accepted... was there any greater grace?
Christopher Paolini, Murtagh
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lilplecoptera · 5 months
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... and also of relationship anarchy
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of queer friendships - Hritvika Lakhera
My best friend and I are not lovers/ are not not lovers;/ I seldom say it so plainly. See –/ I am a particular brand of a logical poet. I fell in love/ with categories. In my mind are cabinets and endless files. See –/ I understand the impulse to put a name to everything –/ save this.
My first lover wanted to marry me. I wanted to want it too. One night,/ we stared out through the window and she said, “I can see it clearly now –/ I want us to grow old together and sit like this/ beside each other and watch the outside from/ our rocking chairs –/ and I would be scared no more with you beside.” I laughed. I cracked a joke about/ some earlier happenstance. I was terrified./ “Forever” was the elephant in the dimly-lit corridor./ “Forever” hid beneath my bed and grabbed my leg at night if I got too comfortable.
I cannot be forever./ I hope to cease./ I hope to be somebody new/ every week./ We could be anything –/ don’t you see? –/ anything; anything at all,/ and then something more/ come next week./ My best friend and I –/ we are infinite;/ two orbits intertwined –/ bound to each –/ and each:/ boundless./ When I cease to be/ I bid my lovers goodbye/ and to my dearest friend I say,/ “I am being unmade but/ I will see you again/ the coming week”/ and meet her for the first time – again./ We aren’t lovers, but more –/ we are a weekly wednesday –/ boundless, infinite;/ at home.]
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lilplecoptera · 5 months
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lilplecoptera · 6 months
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Tara!
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lilplecoptera · 6 months
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Love them✨
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lilplecoptera · 6 months
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our friends!!
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