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Some scenes from the crack idea dream I had where Annabeth!Arsinoe was actually somehow reborn as Perpollo kid and she’s about to make it everybody’s problem
Apollo: she has your mother’s eyes dear
Perse: wait let me see her for a second
Arsinoë: *the most stank eye done with this bs stare*
Perse: oh shit. Annabeth don’t kill me I can explain *in english*
Arsinoë: 😠 😖
Perse: 😬
—-
Arsinoë: Ok MOM
Apollo: respect your mother
Perse: yeah, respect me you little shit
—-
Dionysus: mom, Arsinoë bit me
Arsinoë: oh man up you plebeian. Tis but a flesh wound
—-
Apollo: the children are getting along
Arsinoë: *big puppy eyes* oh please big bothers. Please
Asclepius: Di, maybe we could
Dionysus: no, the last time we fell for those deceitful eyes we ended up in wedding regalia almost bound to each other in matrimony
—-
Dionysus: *seeing seven year annabeth* I am having war flashbacks.
Asclepius: oh my gosh. Baby ♥️
—-
Dionysus: listen here, Arsinoë may be a little shit.
Arsinoë: takes one to know one
Dionysus: but she’s our little shit
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Perse: Apollo, no
Apollo: *dressing tiny Arsinoë up in Perseleia’s pearls* Apollo yes. She looks like a mini us
Arsinoë: this is torture. *in englosh*
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Arsinoë: puppy *pointing at Cerberus*
Hades: *who’s babysitting* that is our guard dog
Arsinoë: PUPPY
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Artemis: she could join the hunt?
Apollo: you are not taking our daughter from us!
Perseleia: I mean, she is kinda wild
“The employees need a larger salary” “hmmmm large celery”
Boring facts (in my head) about parent David Hollander:
New people at work when introduced to him go "oh, like Shane Hollander" and he BEAMS at that and says "Yep!"
Has a picture of Shane on his desk and the same new people think its a joke until an old timer who probably met Shane at a bring your kid to work day clued them in
Would not let Yuna touch the college fund they set up for Shane until he was out of his rookie contract. What if Shane changed his mind about hockey? What if he got injured and needed a good education? Only conceeded when his son was a multi-millionaire
Only time he has ever gone to HR was when someone stole the baby Shane picture off his desk after he got famous. That's his baby!!! Give it back!!! There were so many memos and all staff emails that it did get returned one night, but a picture of it circulated online so now David only has PR photos at work
His lawyer is an old college friend who he catches up with at least once a year and who reviews the Hollander's will and life insurance policy each year with specific instructions to look after Shane. This annual tradition continues to this day. The lawyer buddy is going to be there for that grown celebrity professional sportsman no matter what
Was so excited when Shane started The Cottage project, and helped him with everything, including liaising with the builders etc. Was delighted to have the first a joint project with his son since school (he helped with art/science/show and tell)
Is really bad with technology but the nice young people at the office help (is not fully cognizant of the fact half the office is in love with him but does correctly suspect the other half want to marry his son)
Always knew he wanted to be a dad, and was devastated when it seemed like that wasn't going to happen, but didn't want to put that on Yuna who was already struggling with it
Sent congratulation cards and presents to all his buddies when they had kids anf was genuinely happy for then but it also killed him a bit. Unfortunately the conversation around men struggling because they wanted kids was not happening in the 80s/early 90s so he kept quiet (and passed that trait on to Shane)
Thought Shane was perfect from the moment he was born, and still thinks that. Can't concieve of why Shane thought he could let them down, he's literally always been Yuna and David's perfect baby
Gets out the good vodka again when he tells Ilya this one day and Ilya starts crying
midnight rendezvous
🖤 turning fanweek 🖤
day 1 alpha!yuder | horror game au | genderbend
MINTY WELL DONE WOW
ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.
ⓘ reblog to fuckign BITE your mutuals
Woman murders man in broad daylight
beautiful like to reblog ratio on this
That's because people are reblogging it every time they see it. Like I'm doing right now lmao
reblog if you would never let ai write fanfics for you
Reblog if you think fanfiction is a legitimate form of creative writing.
Zuko who’s feeling unsatisfied and unfulfilled when he’s finally back in the fire nation, back in the palace. And like, he’s trying to figure it out and eventually comes to the conclusion that he misses uncle, misses family. So he does as canon zuko does and visits but oops, Iroh doesn’t want to talk, and he makes that very clear every time zuko visits until he just stops visiting.
Zuko, who still wants for a family, spends days reminiscing and brooding and gets desperate enough to try and rekindle the old relationship he had with Azula. Before she started bending and Ozai got his grumby little hands on her.
Azula is.. entertained by his attempts to bond. And that’s it, his pathetic desperation is only amusing to her, it definitely doesn’t fill her chest with the uncomfortable warmth that she only remembers feeling when she was young and weak. She is so deep in denial it’s insane, cause she keeps using that excuse as they do, slowly, get closer and closer to how they were, and keeps justifying her indulgence with the same old excuse.
Of course, Azula is not one to trust so easily. Years of unofficially being the Crown Princess and being educated on the ruthlessness of the political landscape that makes up the nobles has perhaps made her the littlest bit paranoid. And a part of her can’t help but see Mother in Zuko, can’t help the instinctive bitterness that swells up in her throat each time they exist in the same space.
So she sets up a test. Zuko seems so very devoted to being a better brother, has the same look of something she doesn’t want to emotionally touch that Mother had when she looked at Zuko. Traitorously, she wonders if his devotion to her extends to the same extent Mothers did.
Now, obviously, she can’t tell a ridiculous lie like ‘Father’s found out I lied and he’s angry enough to kill me and I’m just sooo scared zuzu~.’ Because they both know she’s still the favorite and, even if his mind seems to get more delusional by the day, Ozai would never kill his prodigy daughter over a little lie.
But she can fabricate one that seems like something he’d do had she actually been found out.
She times it perfectly. Zuko enters her room, mouth open and no doubt about to go on another rant about some stupid play, but stops dead on the sight of her.
There is no greater liar than Azula, so as she carefully checks the burns marks in the mirror she put on her own arms, high enough to hide, she makes sure to tense and freeze up slightly as she makes eye contact with Zuko before, very obviously, forcing herself to relax.
She stays silent as she puts on salves and creams to help it heal and prevent scarring, pointedly not making eye contact with him again and keeping her back to him. Projecting shame and vulnerability that she’s never let him see before.
Zuko unfreezes right as she finishes and storms up to her, hastily grabs her arm with a gentleness that contradicts his urgency, and asks, no, demands to know who did this. His expression is so.. sincere and genuine, so open. It makes her sick. But she’s never given up on a plan just because of her own pitiful emotions, modify them maybe, but never abandon.
She keeps her eyes low and to the side, glues them to her burn, and purposefully crafts her face to something resigned and resentful, inflects her voice with just enough bitterness as she snaps at him, defensive. “Who do you think, dumb-dumb?”
He pulls her into an unwelcome and skin burning and itching and crawling ants under her skin— a hug, he pulls he into a ridiculous hug before she can sneak a glance at his expression but the tense, resigned set to his shoulders gives her enough of an answer.
He loves her enough to care and comfort but his loyalties still lay with Father. She understands better now, on how close she can allow him, puts him just a bit higher than Ty Lee and Mai. It might be foolish but a small part of her was hoping for more, was hoping for the same love Mother had for him, the one she tries so hard for from Father.
She lets the hug drag on few a more seconds and then shoves him off, orders him out and away. Turns her back to him, again, and tugs her sleeves down, dismissive and guarded. She’s only made eye contact once and is staunchly ignoring him now so she doesn’t catch the hard, protective glint in his eye, doesn’t see the way his expression is blank of everything but determination.
She goes to bed and tries to ignore the traitorous thoughts that keep her up, make her question her loyalty and wonder if anything about her is true and real, that whisper in her ears and sound suspiciously like Mother as they condemn her to her fate as a puppet for her Father.
She wakes and gets ready with her attendants like normal and acts perfectly fine because she is her Father’s daughter and she is nothing less than perfect. The attendants shift and glance at her and each other with uneasy eyes, as though daring someone else be the first to speak.
Her oldest attendant informs her of the news. Firelord Ozai is dead, throat slit in his sleep with his arms charred, hands practically gone. His vocal cord was cut, they say, that’s why no one heard him scream. They sound muddled and distant as they speak and she gets tired of the droning that worsens the tight feeling in her chest, sharply raises her hand for silence and tries to ground herself. The looming dread won’t leave her no matter how hard she tries, someone snuck in to the palace and her father is dead and oh fuck, she’s the Firelord now.
Zuko meets her for breakfast, an incredibly early breakfast and shoots her a strained smile but his posture is all wrong, not enough grief and anger and too much pride. The realization hits her quick and hard and she just barely stops herself from dropping her bite of food. He he’d barely reacted and had left so quick because was planning on killing their fucking dad, planning on assassinating their Father in his sleep, a death without the honor of combat, the opportunity to fight for your life. He had to watch their Father bleed out, had to sit and wait before incinerating his arms, all because he allegedly hurt her.
It is too overwhelming of a realization for breakfast so she pushes it aside, gives a small nod and ignores him the rest of the time. She lets the small thought that Zuko is far more like Mother than she expected linger for a moment before banishing that one too. They both ignore the empty seat at the head of the table.
hey! how was your day! mine was fine, i just remembered that dean winchester canonically coached a lesbian on flirting with a man. since apparently he knows how to flirt with a man. yea actually my day was really good
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chris meets zombie-leon again on a field after an op. he’s never seen leon coherent before.
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Who's your favorite video game protagonist?
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I actually can't say I have a favourite, because I am an indecisive and forgetful person (meaning I don't remember like any characters and can't decided on the ones that I do remember) but one of my favourites, at least one I had a lot of time playing was Isabelle "Isy" Song from Song of Farca.
Ooh, another one I do love is Zer0 from Borderlands 3. (Don't remember if he shows up anywhere else lol)
Lmao at least I got it highee thqn 59 (my first round of playing, got 59)
Ilya goes tongue first when kissing shane because he wants live in there. Next question
shane’s in a group chat with hayden and jackie named 'The Pikes' because hayden thinks it's funny to pretend shane is one of their children and jackie thinks it's funnier to pretend shane is their third
Shane walks into the kitchen one day to find Ilya crying in front of a pot of stew. At first Ilya tries to dry his eyes and tell Shane he's fine. But when Shane pushes a bit more, he admits that he's trying to make a dish he remembers from his childhood, but he can't get it to taste like it used to. And it's not like he's ever going to be able to get the recipe from his mom, so he's just having a bit of a crisis about it. And Shane just holds him while Ilya cries it out and apologises for crying, but all the while Shane is plotting.
Shane starts collecting recipes - as many versions of the same recipe as he can. The next time Ilya goes out for a brand deal or press thing, and Shane's alone at home for the day, he takes the opportunity to meticulously print out cards with the recipes on them so he can keep track, borrows every pot and pan he can from his parents, the neighbours, his teammates, whoever, and starts making all the different recipes, labelling them as he goes.
That evening when Ilya gets home to the overwhelming smell of cooking and sees Shane surrounded by what looks like every pot in Ottawa, he first thinks Shane's had a bit of a mental breakdown. But then he sees the recipe cards and realises what Shane's been making.
"I know we might not find the exact same one, but I thought if we tried a bunch of different ones, you could at least find the one that's the closest."
It's so Shane. Who else would think to make what feels like a hundred pots of the same stew in one day in the hopes that just one of them would help give Ilya a little taste of home?
And Ilya falls in love with his beautiful, thoughtful, wonderful husband all over again.