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I see your “Bianca would love Will” and I raise you “Michael would love Nico”

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*places the cat paw in front of you*

Blinks.

"And that's going next to the sleeping pillow."

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Listen, there's no secret mankind won't one day know and perhaps regret knowing

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Reblog if Black Lives Matter to you

Where are those woke white people at!?

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AHHHH MR.STARK

That MEETING WENT NOT BAD HONESTLY I SURVIVED

THANKS AGAIN

(that anon who asked you about advice on how to not chicken out on a meeting with friends-)

Good. You're doing amazing. Told you it would work out just fine.

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The Battle of the Labyrinth is so funny because Annabeth's quest technically ended up having six people: Annabeth herself, her future boyfriend/current friend/situationship, his brother the baby cyclops, a satyr, a mortal girl with a blue hairbrush and a secret son of Hades. Double the usual people and a random ass combination at that. Also that point where Percy was alone with three people who were crushing on him at the same time and you could breathe the uncomfortable in the air. Just funny

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People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.

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hello!!!! i just got done reading the Percy jackson books and i loved them!! im so happy the show got me into them. i just wanted to draw something with the book description of annabeth <3

Edit!!! since this is getting more traction omg let me talk about what i was thinking. For the design in the back I was kinda tryna go for Athena to her left looking over her shoulder like. Always standing in her mothers shadow her mothers always watching and then I just took inspo the swirls from some Greek vases

edit 2: someone said this was ai on twitter bc the pattern on the shirt and oh boy 🤩 art so good I get my first ai accusation. no I just suck at drawing that dumbass Greek pattern 😭

edit 3: whole lot of 25 year olds coming for a minor. speed paint coming soon of my new project, I’m using procreate this time so it automatically records your process. 😙 point out all the little details you want, I’m 17 and I’m not perfect. I hope it makes you feel good to try and tear someone’s work down because you see some inconsistencies that are typical in art. ai is actually rotting your brains

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will to nico once nico is no longer constantly on the brink of death

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I’m obsessed with the idea of Tony slowly getting to know Peter just by listening to his voicemails (after Peter gets Tony’s number and starts sending him updates instead of Happy). As time passes, Peter is convinced that Tony hasn’t listened to any of them so he starts getting more and more unhinged and saying way more than he would ever say to Tony’s face and Tony is just lurking, growing more and more fond of this kid that rambles to his voicemailbox.

Peter’s still a shy bean to his face, so he doesn’t mention that yes, he actually does listen to the voicemails in fear of Peter stopping.

And then one day Tony slips up and mentions something that Peter told him in a voicemail and Peter is completely mortified. You mean his mentor actually listens to them? He’s heard Peter regale his most embarrassing school stories and gush about his childhood crush on Thor? He thinks his life is over until Tony panics and tells him that receiving the voicemails is one of the best parts of his day. Peter stares at him like a lost puppy and Tony shies away from the feelings and everything’s as awkward as usual.

But that night, a voicemail comes in, and it’s no different than any of the others. Peter yammers like his heart depends on it, and Tony can’t help but feel that it’s an acknowledgement of the fact that yeah, they may have a difficult time talking to one another in person, but they both care, and maybe if they keep trying, they can make this father-son thing work.

And Tony thinks that next time a phone call rolls in, he just might answer.

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I hate it when people say that percabeth are “enemies to lovers” even when they’re FRIENDS TO LOVERS

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“You can’t put two different fandom references into one sentence!”

Dam, that’s rough buddy.

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You guys just have to trust me on this one and click here okay?

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Not Legally Blind, Just Legally Dramatic

Cinder: Why are you wearing glasses in the cockpit? Thorne: Because I fly cooler when I can't see. Cinder: That's not how visibility works. Thorne: That's exactly what someone without style would say. Cinder: You literally reversed into a satellite last week. Thorne: And yet, everyone survived. You're welcome.

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YOU GUYS OMG. IT’S HAPPENING.

THE ARTICLE SAYS NOV 3, 2028 FOR THE RELEASE DATE

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Can’t breathe

Hey guys! This is my first time posting on tumblr, I have an Ao3 I’ll link it in my pinned post/bio (when I make one ofc) I mostly write about the lunar chronicles, PJO, and my own ocs. It’s about 303 words, So ya thanks for reading

Summary: At a palace event celebrating the Earthen Lunar education initiative, Emperor Kaito struggles to hold it together. Behind every nod and diplomatic smile is a storm of anxiety, consuming and relentless. When his knees give out, he collapses, overwhelmed and humiliated. All he wants is Cinder and stars above, he needs her now.

Kai was in pain all over, from his stupid anxiety, not the shaking sobbing type, more like the drained exhausted type, Him and Cinder were hosting an event for there new education initiative that enforces a mix of Earthen and Lunar practices, He was talking to the Swedish Ministers about the new initiative, though wasn't really paying attention for a while, just curtly nodding and replying when asked a question. Then his knees shaking brought him back to the present, his heart sped up in fear, “Sorry, excuse me.” He excused himself in a hurry, scared to break down in front of everyone. He rushed to the mezzanine away from the crowd. He just needed a moment, he needed to breathe, somewhere he can fall, somewhere –

The pain flared.

His vision dipped.

His knees buckled.

The floor rushed toward him — but he didn't hit it. He collapsed on both knees, but the guards rushed towards him with ease, stopping his fall, Holding him up by his waist and underarms. He couldn't get back up though. Couldn't think past the blood rushing to his ears, He folded beneath them with a thud and there he was slumped on the floor of the stairs with 2 guards holding his weight, chest heaving, thin sheet of sweat covering him, legs burning.

Stars. Not here. Not now.

“Get her majesty.” One guard said to the other. He felt the hands around his waist retreat, hearing the tap on the guard’s portscreen.

Kai didn’t protest

He was scared, and couldn't get the words to come out.

More than embarrassed, more than humiliated—he was scared of how fast it had come on. Of how little control he had. Of the fact that Cinder wasn’t here yet.

He wanted her. Stars above, he wanted her. It was too much.