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[zagreusapollyon]

Okay some of you guys in the date everything fandom are so goddamn immature.

Reading through the comments on the sexiest dateable final round, and I'm genuinely baffled by the people there.

Because people out here are talking about 'ooooh this is such a white website, chance winning is just because you guys have bad taste!' And like

My sibiling in christ,

Do you genuinely think Betty is a better option? She's white, conventionally attractive, has big tits, is curvy and the most popular female character in the game.

You cannot be talking about basic taste if you're choosing Betty. You literally chose the most mediocre woman in the game (I love Betty, I do, but she's genuinely not someone I'd consider you 'unique' for liking.)

Also what's this bullshit about cheating? This game doesn't have exlusive monogamy! Other objects get to be with each other as well, they don't have to be only exclusive to you.

Need I remind you that you, the player, are banging everyone in this house? I don't think you should be talking about cheating if that's the case.

And harassing people who like chance, calling them names and telling them they have bad taste because they like a nerd is some looney toons levels of stupid.

No one's taste is bad, it's okay to like a popular character, there's a reason that they are popular. This is not me saying you can't like Betty because she's basic, this is me saying that you should stop spouting hateful nonsense because of some moral superiority you think have over people who choose other popular characters.

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"It's been a long life, hasn't it?" Percy mused.

Triton looked at the demigod, the silence stretching thin as he gulped down the bitter taste that coated his tongue.

"For you, maybe." He breathed out, shaky and hurt. "For me? Merely a second of a glance."

They both fall into the arms of the quiet once more, Percy's white and gray hair swimming in the breeze that ushers the sand afloat in the wind. The waves lap at their feet, wetting the little remnants of scales that remain on Triton's shin. Percy speaks up one more time, his aged voice soft and tired, soothing as morbid as that notion was.

"Do you hate me?" He asked.

"No more that I hate you for keeping your soul. No more than I love you for being here, still."

Poseidon stared at the boy's weak form, teeth sinking into his own flesh. The sweet taste of ichor rippling through.

Percy sighed fondly as he grasped his father's hand, squeezing it comfortingly. His eyes softened as Poseidon rested the crown of his head against the fragile hands that held his own.

"Why must you hurt me so? What have i done to deserve this? Have I wronged you? Have I hurt you?" He pleaded, voice shaky as it trembled like the earth's plates.

Percy laughed gently, cradling his father's head in his arms. His voice rumbled in his bones, it eased his pain and burned his heart. Like a sweet poison that ebbed at your veins and ate at your mind, sweetly as it could.

"I don't think you could, no matter how much you tried. I love you, and I am no less grateful that you loved me too, enough to let me go."

Poseidon smiled.

He stayed there for the rest of the day.

Perseus Jackson passed in his sleep, with a laugh and a promise to fulfill.

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If I had a dollar for every time either lloyd or Kai lost their powers, I would be able to buy a bag of chips and an energy drink.

Which isn't a lot, but goddamn does it happen too damn much.

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Dragon rising: let me stop you there real quick

Are we not gonna talk about how the only people that stayed dead in Ninjago were Jay's biological parents and God?

OK cool.

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You know a fandom that I never see people criticizing? Epic the musical.

And by God does this fandom needs a harsh slap to the face to be reminded that no, Epic isn't a gift from God that needs to be defended and shielded from criticism at all costs. This fandom has become a toxic wasteland of ungrateful, pompous, precarious assholes who attack people for even hinting at the fact that epic might have a few negatives to it.

And don't get me started on how some of them treat the freaking animators.

They're not your dolls, you don't get to dictate what, when, or how they make their animations, let alone the contents they make outside of epic the musical. They've been so spoiled that the simple notion of something being outside of their perfect decorated box of expectations is enraging to them.

This has even spread to other musicals. Stories of Styx being a notable one.

I've seen people bash them for commissioning animators that worked with Epic, calling them copycats or thieves.

The phrase "fandom culture is dead" applies perfectly to this fandom.

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Reblog if you are insecure about anything below:

-weight

-appearance

-intelligence (or lack of) 

-skills (or lack of) 

-weird hobbies

-friends (or lack of) 

-body

-personality

-family

Who ever reblogs this will get a message in their inbox.

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Real.

And for some reason, it always goes away when I decide to write a damn fic. 😭

What I mean when I do not control the hyperfixation.

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It makes me happy when they listen

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I am once again back with my Percy and Neptune brain rot. Because apparently being normal about them isn't an option.

I was just thinking, do u know how funny it would be to see a custody battle between him and Poseidon on who gets Percy.

Neptune is probably an insufferable asshole about it, like he will yap Poseidon's head off every second of the day.

Poseidon: *in a meeting*

Neptune: ur the reason our child is suffering.

Poseidon:

Poseidon: I am *this* close to renting a place with our father.

Bro will not stop, and to spite him, Poseidon just gets incredibly clingy with Percy, constantly smooching his head and giving him gifts.

Percy is confused, not complaining though, who's he to say no to parental affection.

Just for shits and giggles, Paul is gonna get stuck in this mess.

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billford animatic i made to the song 'confrontation'! ^^

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Someone, please give the ninjas guns, I swear the battle would be over in 30 seconds.

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The gays should kiss

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I can physically hear Alfred screaming from here.

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I'm obsessed with this couple in my head and you will suffer with me

The tale of Nebula and Eclipse;

A mug, dusty and grim, clinked onto a charred table

They sat in silence among the rubble and remains,

The sky line set ablaze,

This beginning starts at the end

The tale of lovers, once enemies, alone together in the end

Fingers touched, the only thing left alive was their dying love

Hands squeezed tight, through their gloves

The sky was rose, the night torn away

Just endless, endless, burning day light.

They met in this warm tan walls,

The Angel stinged everything,

Burning away nightfall

And all within the castles walls

The Sun Chaser would be here soon

Brief rest over they struggled to their feet and began to move

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Splendid, beautiful. ❤️✨️✨️

Love is a burning grave,

It is the song the murder crows.

I love you with the coldness of the moon,

It is fierce in the way it seeps into my bones.

In the way it refuses to give you warmth,

It is the love of the icy depths narcissus sunk into.

The illusion of warmth and all ot entails

It is cold that burning way, my dear.

That's why, when you ask me why my hands are sticky with crimson warmth.

Why the blood is mine, not yours I can only answer;

“Love, my dear, burns like the sun and I fear my pulse is growing weak"

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Okay, shitty idea, let's give Ford a kid. (Bc I need to give this man an actual human being to care for and learn how to make genuine human connections. )

OK, imagine this, this dumbass is out here in the woods, stumbles upon a magic artifact, BOOM, now there's a baby, with six fingers, 99% likely to be his.

Ford: ah, what a glorious day,surely nothing will happen-

The universe: bet, here's a kid

Ford: I'm sorry wot

*sometime later*

Ford: *blinks*

Baby: *blinks back*

Ford:

Ford: omg I have acquired an offspring

So Ford in full panic mode calls Fiddleford, and Fids is in absolute confusion as to why his partner has called him at 3 am and also is that a fucking baby-

So they go back to the shack and try to understand whatever the hell is going on.

Fiddleford: so what are ya gon do?

Ford: idfk bro I'm incapable of taking care of myself let alone a baby

Ford:

Ford: let's just give him up for adoption

Fiddleford: u sure?

Ford: positive.

Fiddleford:

Ford:

Fiddleford: *looks at baby*

Fiddleford: aww, would you look at that, he has six fingers like his Dada

Ford:

Ford: *sobs* omg this is my kid-

So they end up keeping the kid, which is where things get interesting, this is about the same time frame where Ford summons Bill, and shit hits the fan, and by God, the fan is less a fan and more a fucking wind turbine.

I'll make part two later lol.

[zagreusapollyon]

Do you guys ever think how little sleep Stan must've got in the thirty years Ford's been gone?

This man has been getting up, every night, for thirty years trying to fix that damned portal, and then had to wake up early in the morning to keep the business of the mystery shack going, the sleep deprivation is real people.

But from another angle, do you think when he accidentally fell asleep at times, he woke up violently ill and guilty? Thinking to himself 'my brother is out there, who knows facing what and here I am, sleeping while he could be fighting for his life.' ?

It's probably not what happened, but I can't help but think even though his meeting with Ford was bitter, he finally slept at peace that night, knowing that at the very least his brother was here, at home, with his family, with him.

God these old men make me sick.