girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever
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girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever
has anyone else ever had a fanfic that just... haunts them? like it's been months and maybe even years since you read it, but it just lingers with you and you can never truly leave behind the imprint it made on you? and maybe it's just a single line, one sentence that you can't shake off, that takes up residence in your mind and stays there, feeding into your psyche and subtly influencing your brainspace and maybe even your writing or other works?
Please have some respect for yourself.
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I am probably the last person to realise this:
Artemis is the older sister of Apollo. Her colours are silver and she has black hair while Apollo's colour is gold and he's blonde.
Thalia is the older sister of Jason. Her weapons/jewellery is silver, while his weapon is gold and he has blonde hair.
Artemis prefers the appearance of a young girl and Thalia while physically be always 15 (a "young girl").
Apollo and Jason are both the disfavoured child from their father.
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Me wondering why do I like long hair in fictional men even when they are morally corrupted and I usually go for green flags but then I realised I grew up watching them
Honestly they made me a better person. Today whatever I'm is shaped by their teachings and learnings. 🩷
the mediocre white man i like is prettier than the mediocre white man you like. just accept it
Can you do something for me, please?
I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship.
Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another.
Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it.
part of what makes tragedies tragic is the story being preventable from the outside but unpreventable from the inside
If they had done things differently they could have been happy, but to do things differently would require them to be someone else.
Hi my name is Shree Krishna Vasudev Keshav Govind murallimanohar and I'm literally Vishnu reincarnate (that’s how I got my name) and I have messy black hair and icy black eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Lord Narayana (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m related to Arjun of the Pandavas but I wish I wasn't because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a Yadav but my teeth are straight and white. I have dark brown skin. I’m also a god, and I rule over dwarka and try to restore dharma to the entire world by divine intervention (I’m an incarnation of Vishnu). I’m a romantic (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear a peacock feather in my crown. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a long yellow dhoti, gold jewellery, blue uttariyo and a peacock feather. I was wearing foundation, black kajal and messy black eye shadow. I was walking outside in Hastinapur. It was raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Adharmis stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
i had to
i think about this extra so often. like SO SO OFTEN.
cowboy kev because why not
neil's accent is going to be a bit of a weird combination due to his mother being british, him being primarily raised by her, but also being born and (mostly) raised in the US, factored in with all the other places he would've had to blend in to on the run. so naturally his accent will shift slightly to fit whatever language he's speaking, as it does with most multilingual people, but when he's speaking english he's going to have a weird intersection of american/british. now won't be all that noticeable most of the time but i think it would come out on occasion possibly whilst drunk or pissed off about something. ergo i present neil josten yelling "you'd fucking like that, wouldnt you?" at somebody on the court and like half of the team just turn and stare at him for a minute because what the fuck was that
browsing tumblr on my computer feels like i am doing important business whereas browsing tumblr on my phone feels like i am rotting in realtime