#maim maim kill kill die die die die die

[aroaceleovaldez]

i think a lot about how in Blood of Olympus, Nico was supposed to be sentenced to death as a traitor by the Romans alongside Reyna, and how he was just 100% ready to throw down with Michael Kahale (who is like, twice his height and weight) if Reyna gave him the word. By the end of their quest Nico was really just ready to start biting people if Reyna asked him to and gave absolutely zero shits about potentially dying.

[realuity]

sibling drama

[transfagfemme]

THE SILLIES!!!!!!!! 🐈🩷+💜🐈‍⬛

[ineed-to-sleep]

THEY BROUGHT BABY TO THE BATTLE?? THEY ARMOURED BABY??? THEY EXPECT ME TO SEND BABY TO FIGHT?????

^ my face when I discover they expect me to send baby to fight

[zer0point5ive]

‘lawrence didn’t go back for adam’ ok did you ever consider lawrence asking for adam any time he was lucid while he was being kept in john kramers hospital from hell ? after cutting his own foot off ? and john refusing to let lawrence see him ? or just refusing to acknowledge adam full stop ? and lawrence not being able to do anything ? not being able do anything but lie there and wait for whatever comes next and

[give-grian-rights]

if we had more than five minutes of a Grian-Etho team up, it would've just been too powerful . . .god. god. that REVEAL. OF ETHO ASKING "would you like to enact the sword?" after TRYING TO KILL HIM and oh my god. oh my GOD!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!

[lorephobic]

im no better than a dog because even though i know this is makeup, seeing this photo gives me an adrenaline rush accompanied only by the animalistic instinct that makes me want to tear somebody limb from limb for doing this to her

[dadralt]

[malzykins]

sooo many hours. sooo much shrimpin. finally, though... j’ai fini <3 I’m so normal about Eclipse 😁

couple bonus vers under the cut

without all the fire n filters

without the bg :)

[pcktknife]

u can snooze tumblr live for 30 days on mobile but the stupid fuckin camera logo won't go away okay (-_- )

[crabfungi]

Petition to completly get rid of tri color all in favor say I

[soullessjack]

I know the real reason is far deeper but the idea of jack throwing a sulky teenage hissy fit because he can’t utterly destroy monsters anymore is so funny

[bitterseaproduction]

Aemond getting his eye or forcing Luke to give it to him, only for the wound to become infected and Luke’s bedridden and delirious and going through what will probably be a slow, agonizing death among mostly strangers in enemy territory while Aemond is just there like🧍

[eroticcannibal]

I need to know. I NEED to know. Why americans act like a population of 40k is a "small" town where "everyone knows your business". The only way you are achieving business-knowing for that size population is if you've got a fucking twice daily gossip newsletter. Fucking victorian post delivery standards. Town criers and shit. Brain chips that beam everyone's every activity straight into your mind.

[tokkias]

wait for her ship: natsu dragneel x lucy heartfilia summary: the light you gave to guide me, will never fade away. but moving forward never felt as hard as today. ao3

The gentle jingle of the bell as the door opened signalled the arrival of a customer, drawing out the florist from the back of the store to the counter where she could greet her new customer.

Flowers of every type and colour lined the walls and floors, the likes of which Natsu hadn’t even seen in vast fields of wildflowers on his adventures.

It wasn’t his favourite place; the way the scent of each flower lingered in the air was a bit much for him, but Lucy liked them, so he always made the sacrifice to come in here once a year, if only to see the beaming smile on her face when she saw the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Good morning," the florist greeted as Natsu walked up to the counter.

"Mornin’," he replied with a short nod. "I need some roses," Natsu told her. "Red ones."

"How many would you like?" She replied with a smile.

"Nine, please."

She gave him a polite smile, nodding in understanding, before she went to gather the flowers for him.

It was the dead middle of spring, and flowers were blooming all throughout Magnolia. Most often, Natsu would find himself picking flowers on his own for Lucy, a gesture she had always found sweet and romantic, but once every year for their anniversary, he would go out of his way to buy her roses from this sweet little shop two streets down from her apartment.

"Red roses," the florist hummed as she brought them back to the counter. "Are you getting them for someone special?"

"They’re for my girlfriend," Natsu replied. "I think they’re kinda dumb, but she likes them."

The woman cut the stems to length and wrapped them in light pink paper.

"Do you need a gift tag?" She offered.

"Nah, she’ll know who they’re from," Natsu shrugged.

Passing the bouquet over to him, Natsu took it eagerly and counted the amount he was given.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. All there.

"Thanks," Natsu said as he turned to make his exit.

"I hope she likes them," the florist called out from behind them.

"She will," Natsu assured, opening the door and letting the bell jingle once more.

The walk down to their meeting spot had him feeling almost giddy. He’d given her flowers often enough, but it had been a while since she’d received a full bouquet from him, and he was certain she would be pleased with them. The petals were a vibrant, rich red. They matched the shade that Lucy’s cheeks flushed whenever he gave them to her. She rarely wore red, but he thought it looked nice on her. Red was his colour; seeing it on her made his heart race fast in his chest, reminding him that she was his.

The florist had been kind enough to remove the thorns before organising them into the bouquet, something that Natsu was thankful for considering the grip he held on them, his hands practically shaking with anticipation at the prospect of seeing his Lucy again.

He wanted to see that bright-eyed smile and hear that melodic laugh as she pulled him into a tight hug, ever thankful that he had not only remembered their anniversary but had thought to bring her such gorgeous flowers.

As he walked up the hill, Natsu saw her lying right where she always was, and the sight of it alone was enough for him to increase his pace to almost a jog to reach her. The grass here had grown long and lush since the first time he had brought her flowers, and it softened the thud that he made as he dropped to his knees before her.

Gently, he placed the roses in front of her headstone.

"Hey," Natsu greeted, his voice low, quiet, hoping that somehow she could still hear him.

He was met with silence, just as he was every other time he came to see her.

He didn’t blame her. It wasn’t her fault.

"Sorry, I didn’t bring Happy today," he murmured. "I just wanted it to be us."

It had hurt to tell the poor exceed to stay home; he had wanted to see Lucy just as bad as Natsu, but it had been so long since he’d had the chance to tell her all the things he couldn’t say with Happy here.

He shifted from his knees to a more comfortable position, knowing he was going to be here for a while.

"I got ya the roses you like," he told her, never sure if she could see the gifts he bought her. "I hope they make ya happy."

Knowing the way her eyes glistened with happy tears every time he gave them to her made him confident they would, but the silence she provided clawed at his heart, threatening to rip it out of his chest.

"I miss you," he managed to mumble out, tears threatening to prick at the corner of his eyes.

Nothing.

"I love you," he tried.

Nothing.

His head fell back, looking up at the sky, cloudless and blue, just the way his Lucy liked it.

Part of him wished it wasn’t; he wished that no one else could enjoy the things Lucy loved when she couldn’t; he wished that the world couldn’t still be filled with joy when all of his had been taken away from him.

Natsu clenched his teeth, his hands digging fists into the dirt as he tried to hold back the tears that had already begun to slip down his cheeks. He’d already done so much crying in front of her that she must have thought him pathetic that he still did so all these years later, but it just wasn’t fair.

It wasn’t fucking fair.

His Lucy had been taken from him, somewhere he couldn’t join her, and now he was forced to pick up the pieces as though nothing had happened.

Everyone else had moved on.

Why?

How could they do that when his Lucy was gone?

His Lucy. The most incredible woman to have graced Earth Land.

She was kind, and smart, and pretty, and she had the cutest smile and the prettiest laugh.

And she didn’t deserve this.

He had wanted to see her grow old, to see the smile lines form permanently on her face, to see the stretchmarks across her belly from carrying their children. He had wanted to walk to the ends of the earth and back with her, to make her happy every day for the rest of her life.

He hoped he had, even if that time was shorter than he had wanted.

Wails filled the air, sending the birds fleeing from their nests in fear of his cries, which shattered the once peaceful quiet.

Let them flee.

They knew nothing of the unimaginable grief and sorrow he felt.

He sobbed and gasped, no longer ashamed of letting her see just how broken he was without her. It was like losing her had left a hole in his heart that could never be filled.

He cried, and cried, and cried, until there were no more tears to fall and nothing left for him to give, leaving him heaving for breath.

The tears had left his vision foggy, and he could hardly make out the letters when he looked back down at her headstone, but even through the tears, he could still make out a round yellow bird perched atop it that hadn’t been there before.

With the back of his hand, Natsu wiped away his tears to watch it bounce around, careful not to scare this one off this time.

It seemed it noticed his stare and cocked its head to the side, curiously. Part of him felt compelled to hold his hand out for it and hope it would hop onto it, but instead he was content to sit and observe.

The bird fluttered down from its spot on the headstone to the roses, where it curiously hopped around, poking its head into the petals of the flowers. Once it seemed content with its exploration, it chirped out a series of notes, seemingly expressing its satisfaction with the bouquet.

Natsu sat completely still as it began to bounce around once more, not wanting to scare off the gentle creature. Despite his worries, it seemed as though the bird did not share his fears, hopping over to perch on the toe of his sandal.

He cocked his head to the side slightly, and the bird mimicked his motions before whistling out a gentle tune for him.

He could picture Lucy’s reaction so clearly in his head: the way she’d clutch on to his arm and giggle, ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the creature and its songs, fascinated with how close such a timid creature chose to get to him, and perhaps a little jealous that it had picked him over her. He could almost hear her joyous cries in the song that it sang out for him before it flew back into the sky, never to be seen again.

[glue-enjoyer]

Don’t get me fucking STARTED on the slow burn perfection that is a canon compliment (esque) daforge. insane. Me when I’ve been in love with my best friend for months/years and don’t tell him bc it would ruin the best friendship I’ve ever had. Me when I’m so convinced I’m incapable of feeling anything that it’s out of the realm of possibility that I could like a person?? Me when we work together and everything has to be kept professional, but literally everybody knows. Im going to gnaw my own arm off.

The mutual pining??? The longing looks??? The many hours spent together wherever there was space and using any excuse, just to quell the desperation???? Casual, gentle touches??? A stolen first kiss??? Peace in the fact that they both know they’ve found their person??? Data fucking dies but it’s ok bc he comes back (I’ve had Picard spoiled for me w/o context) ?????? Oh my god I’m aaaa aaaAAKSKSKSKSAAJAJJAJSJSJSJS RAHHHH RAHHHHHG RAHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGG