#with pace and a fury defiant

[socialmediasocrates]

i am first and foremost a wyllzel truther

[daughterofthetis]

@rcdiostcrs said: " but in the end, you’ve lost something as well. "

" we all have," cassidy answers irritably, rubbing the empty space on her wrist where her bracelet used to be. (and maybe she deserved it, wearing that bracelet into battle, but what was she supposed to have done? leave it behind? she couldn't have.)

" whether you mean something tangible or somewhere inside, it doesn't matter. "

[furysburn]

Johanna "Jo" Mason PJO Verse; written in collab with @madefate Finnick Odair

Age: 15 / three years older than the main cast. Parent: Ares Skills: fighting, hand to hand, survival skills, Ares' rage (other people get mad around her) Positives: leader, wise, quick thinking, driven Negatives: stubborn, angry, selfish, isolated

Based in Toronto

Her mom met Ares during her modeling days & met Jo's step-dad soon after, never told jo that he wasn't her bio dad; they had her two younger brothers (Oliver & Fig) soon after.

Grew up seeing odd things but her family always told her it was in her head. Struggled a lot with her anger and lashing out especially with her parents. It was almost like her presence alone pissed them off. Not all bad but not a lot of good either.

13th birthday it all came out when a monster attacked her birthday party. She left for Camp the next day and correspondence with home stopped soon after that. Has a serious chip in her shoulder about it and like many demigod kids seeks out her godly parent in place of it.

Did the odd quest here and there and focused on hand to hand/close combat with a hatchet forged by a friend in Hephaestus cabin. Much like with her brothers, she is protective of her half-siblings and dotes on them.

After an unfortunate quest into the Labyrinth, leaves it traumatized, hating Ares, and sullen refusing to fight in her father's name again. Her anger was simply burned out of her.

[hvnyz]

 if you’re hearing LAKE EFFECT KID by FALL OUT BOY playing, you have to know SANTIAGO ESPINOZA (HE/HIM;CIS MAN) is near by! the 38 year old POWER HITTER FOR THE ROCKIES has been in denver for, like,TEN YEARS. they’re known to be quite INDULGENT, but being BENEVOLENT seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble CARLOS MIRANDA. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those WARM SUNKISSED SKIN, THE CRACK OF A BASEBALL BAT, FIVE O’CLOCK SHADOWS AND LED ZEPPELIN ON A RECORD PLAYER  vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the LAKERIDGE DISTRICT long enough

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BASICS

FULL NAME: Santiago Emmanuel Espinoza NICKNAME(S): Santi, Tiago AGE: 38 DATE OF BIRTH:  May 4th 1985 PLACE OF BIRTH:  Syracuse, New York CURRENT LOCATION:.  Lakeridge District ETHNICITY: Nicaraguan GENDER: Cis Man PRONOUNS: he/him SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual RELIGION:  raised christian, not as strictly, but still practicing. OCCUPATION:  Power hitter for the Colorado Rockies FACECLAIM:  Carlos Miranda

PHYSICAL TRAITS

HEIGHT: 6'0 WEIGHT: 187 pounds HAIR COLOR: Brown  EYE COLOR: brown PIERCINGS: no piercings TATTOOS:  just this one on his hand SCARS|MARKS: one small scar on the left side of his head, just near his hairline, and another healed gash on his right knee. SIGNATURE SCENT: Jazz Club by Replica

PHOBIAS AND DISEASES

MENTAL ILLNESSES: n/a PHYSICAL ILLNESSES: N/a PHOBIAS: n/a

RELATIONSHIPS

MOTHER:  Alma Espinoza (nee Rivas) FATHER:  Cesar Espinoza SIBLINGS: none, he is an only child. RELATIONSHIPS: tba PETS: a bulldog named bear

PERSONALITY

ZODIAC SIGN:  Taurus MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good FAVORITE FOODS: his grandmother's vaho, picos, a hot dog from the guy at the stadium FAVORITE COLOR: burnt orange LIKES:  laying on the beach on a warm day, the smell of onions and garlic cooking, a cold citrus radler after a game, morning runs with bear. DISLIKES: sweet tea, horror films HOBBIES: beach volleyball, boxing, board games.

HEADCANONS

Santiago loves history and will watch the history channel or read history books in his free time. Gets his best sleep on airplanes. truly believes a late-night run with his favorite playlist will cure any negative emotion he has. calls his abuela every Sunday after she gets home from church, he hasn't missed a day since he moved out at 18. She was one of his biggest cheerleaders growing up, and he always confides in her. She is his safe space. Santi is a nice guy generally, but has a bit of an ego, years of being told you were a star will do that to you.

BIOGRAPHY

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PAST

Santiago Emmanuel Espinoza is the first, and only child of Alma and Caesar Espinoza. Born in May of 1985 in Syracuse, New York, Santi came from fairly "normal" beginnings. His mother worked nights as a nurse, and his father during the day as a mechanic.

On the weekends in the summer, Santi and his father would go to Yankees games. Sitting in those seats, watching the game play out, sometimes well after sunset with a hot dog and a soda, those are some of Santi's fondest memories.

The obvious course was little league, when he wasn't watching a game, he was playing one, running around with his peers getting dirty and having a good time. What else was there to a perfect summer? Santi can still remember the taste of the vanilla soft serve ice cream after a long game.

When Santi's coach realize that there was a talent in him, more talent than was expexted out of his seven year old body, they suggested extra training. 'He could be something', he remembers his coach saying to his father, and Santi will never forget the look on his father's face. The pride he held that day, it was a rush.

Santi threw himself into it, baseball consumed him, even from such a young age, he knew that if he did well, if he lived beyond his potential, then he could make his family proud, and in turn, makke himself proud.

He played baseball through out middle school, and high school, and eventually, it got him into college, Vanderbilt University offering him a full ride to play for them. His mother cried the day he was offered his scholarship. His father hugged him for the first time in a while.

Tennesse was a big change compared to Syracuse, and initially, Santiago didn't adjust well. He felt like a small fish in a big pond. All of those boys on the team were recruited for a reason. It wasn't like high school where he was a standout player. He would vent his troubles to his abuela every Sunday morning over a cup of coffee during their weekly phone calls.

Eventually, things got better. Santi was able to prove himself to be worthy of his spot, and his teammates soon became some of his closest friends. His studies were fine, he kept his grades up enough to be able to play ball, the only class he was really enthusiastic about was history, his grades stayed consistently good for that one.

Santi's rise to fame wasn't effortless, no matter what anyone tells you. He worked hard, but from the outside, he looked like his scholarship, and then, his getting into the major leagues, was handed to him. He figured by then he had proved himself, but in the midst of him getting asked to play for the Chicago White Sox, he lost a few friends who thought they deserved it more.

Santi was young, and fresh faced when he began to play for the Sox, and although being the new kid was humbling, the notariety that came when he was able to prove how good he was got to his head just a little bit. People were showing up to games just to see him. People flocked to him at bars for dates or nights together. It all felt good, he felt like he was on top of the world.

| TW DEATH | It would all come crashing down when he had to take a year off because his father died in a car crash. Santi went back home, and he helped his mother, and his abuela, rebuild their lives with out their husband and son. He reconnected with his roots, and promised them both that he'd continue to make them, and his father proud. |END OF TW|

He was welcomed back to the team with open arms, but he wasn't sure he was fully in it. He wasn't sure he could go back. It wasn't until his first game, everyone cheering his name, the city skyline lit up ahead of him, that he knew he made the right choice in coming back.

PRESENT

Santi has been a power hitter and a star player for the Colorado Rockies for the last ten years. He loves the game, and his life, but he isn't sure how much longer he wants to play. Retirement is looking like it's somewhere near on the horizon. But who will he be when he's not playing? What will he do? All of these questions have been weighing on him since before the season even started.

Santi lives in the Lakeridge District with his bulldog named Bear.

[voidfcllen]

“How many snails do you think it would take to buy a sewing machine of my own? Wait, no, humans don’t use snails.”

[ghirahims-trophyhusband]

The writers of Advent Children: yeah we made it so Sephiroth never blinks in the film so he looks more unnatural

The man himself:

[blackstarising]

buzz "achilles come down" lightyear actually

[furys-burn]

In Claire  ( @madefate ) and I’s PJO AU for Finnick + Jo it is really funny because their parents are their “sponsors” but it’s 100% like 

Jo: What did your mom send you? 

Fin: Hairspray, apparently my hair is getting grimy again. You? 

Jo: A rock 

Fin: That’s it? That won’t kill the minotaur?  

Jo: Well the note just says, “Kill the other kid or I’m disowning you.” so-

[temporalisius]

“even a dog that runs away from home knows it has an owner willing to feed them, even though they ran away”

[voidfell]

FROM THE INBOX: “ I'm going to McDonald's, do you want anything? ” (Willow to hunter) / @asimplemulti

"I could always go for some french fries. Want me to come with you?"

Hunter's already getting up from where he'd been reading, either out of eagerness to get out and do something, or to spend time with Willow. Or both, both were the more likely answer. Unless Willow wanted to go alone, he'd respect that too.

[theotherbuckley]

Henren - Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths (Part 5)

Throw yourself into the unknown With pace and a fury defiant Clothe yourself in beauty untold And see life as a means to a triumph Today, of all days, see How the most dangerous thing is to love How you will heal and you'll rise above Crowned by an overture bold and beyond Ah, it's more courageous to overcome

And with that, this series is done :) You can find all of them here

[socialmediasocrates]

i am obsessed w cooking and food history so i will be talking about it extensively in the gale centric fic and i cannot be stopped

[daughterofthetis]

"Hey, your mom is a sea nymph, right? You should come swimming with me. My brother is at school for another week, and I'm dying to get some time in the water!" (From Daria)

“She is, yeah.” Cassidy grins, and brushes her hair out of her face. Cassidy hadn’t been entirely motivated to practice with her spear, so the invitation is more than a welcome distraction. “That sounds awesome, I’m always down for a swim. No questions asked.”

[furysburn]

reflect | ( MEME ) | johanna and the minotaur | @madefate

It was worst at night. Or, she thinks it's night when what glow bleeds in from above is cut off and the hours seem to lengthen. Sometimes Finnick fights her to keep watch but she is more stubborn than tired so eventually he gives up to grab what sleep he can before the next bout.

The silence feels physical, omnipresent, and pressing down on her chest with the thick darkness. She can make out the shape of his body next to hers, her own hands, and the wall they lean against but the rest is gone. Almost like they sit on a cliff and an inch forward she will fall even deeper into the maze.

She grinds her nails on the stone to stay awake.

The first time they killed it she had thought the quest was too easy. Then, as if to prove her point, the Minotaur had reformed before it finished dusting using its fresh new hand to knock out her canine. Time bended around her and while she felt like it had been years, the daylight cycles said weeks, and reality could be an hour. Nausea pooled and she forced herself to breath and calm down. She leaned against Finnick's warmth and took what peace could be spared in the horror.

[hvnyz]

new tag dump

[voidfcllen]

“Good news, everyone, I’ve discovered energy drinks! Coffee is now obsolete!”

Someone should take those away from him before his eye bags get worse. Hunter confirmed for ‘that guy who goes into a coffee shop and orders a drink with 6+ esspresso shots’.