#post-arena

[hestiaember]

She'd had to step out of the wing, into a quiet side room to tap out frantic messages to Reina, digging for details. Her heart felt torn, between getting on a train immediately bound for Twelve to be with Ansel, whose injuries sounded grave-- passenger or cargo or whatever it may be, she'd live-- or to be with her son who had just endured the unthinkable, recovering just up the hall. She wished she could split herself into pieces for each of her children, to give them what they needed right now. She felt like she wanted to sob, scream, tear her own hear out, but it all got stuck in her chest, behind a stopper of numbness. She couldn't break down. Literally couldn't, her body wouldn't let her, numb with what felt like unending disbelief and grief. It all felt too big to be real, like a dream, and for a long while, she sat on a rubbery hospital chair, staring at the white wall across from her. There was a painting there, something abstract, blue and green. Probably chosen to be soothing to patients. By the time she remembered to move again, the arches and curves of each brushstroke were burned into her memory.

Hestia did not know how long had passed when she emerged again, but the detail of Peacekeepers were gone. Only two stood guard outside her son's room, and there was no protest this time when she entered. Slate needed her. He may not know about Twelve. This was the time in her life she'd felt the most fragile, most inhuman, and he needed her right now. So she worked her face into something she hoped came off as calming, neutral, like the painting, and stepped toward her child's bed. "Slate?" she called softly, not wanting to wake him if he was getting well-deserved rest, or if he wasn't, well... feeling particularly lucid. Sometimes tributes came out the other side with only a tenuous grasp of reality, and she didn't know what to expect. She could quash down the overwhelming urge to pull him into her arms until she knew it wouldn't cause him panic.

@slate-skylar

[inevitablesblog]

Quiero sentarme en la orilla de la playa a pensar en nada.

[rennebright]

Mirael by Hood/후드 [Twitter/X] ※Illustration shared with permission from the artist. If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source.

[smeagles]

Qudos Bank Arena, Sydney 3.19.2023 | Jess Gleeson

[splat-details]

The Elusive Bounder Pinging Marciale

[the-labrys]

I love how junpeis genuine first reaction to human teddie is "holy shit a white dude"

[verocitea]

if you remember this AU then you may qualify for a senior discount

[omaano]

Big Blue joins The Mandalorian Meets Hades Project!

[somsonsomsoff]

did a bunch of concept sketches with my ocs!

[vinlynce]

my curse is that im constantly vibe checking characters for PMD aus and drawing them as an increasingly long list of pokemon

[crow-ter]

So uhhhh Is nobody gonna talk about the capeless Gavus and Eugene backs official art or

Bc GOD DAMN

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[inevitablesblog]

Estoy empezando a creer que es verdad eso que dicen, que entre más amor le demuestres a alguien menos esa persona te ama y que horrible se siente eso.

[seashoreshell]

My submission for the christmas server icon contest on discord ✌🏻

[smeagles]

3/19/23 • Josh Groom

[bts-trans]

230822 Arena Homme+ Korea's Instagram Posts

#제작지원 강렬하고 매혹적인 분위기, 한층 깊어진 눈빛과 성숙한 면모가 돋보이는 뷔 화보의 일부입니다. 보다 더 고혹적인 비주얼이 가득한 전체 화보는 <아레나> 9월호에서 만날 수 있습니다 https://www.instagram.com/p/CwOkfVEyvll/ https://www.instagram.com/p/CwOkbRrSHZX/ https://www.instagram.com/p/CwOkeP1yNXz/

V's deep gaze, his mature look, the intense and captivating atmopshere all stand out in this part of his pictorial. You can check out the full pictorial brimming with his even more alluring visuals in the September edition of Arena.

Trans cr; Eisha @ bts-trans © TAKE OUT WITH FULL CREDITS

[thecahhh]

MOOD 😂

(Alex/ Accor Arena, Paris/ 09 May 2023/ from myoceanblvd on TikTok)