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"Thought you were aiming to kill Kronos."
"I am," he said. "I'm destined to."
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Percy was captured by Kronos' forces when he was thirteen years old. After two years of hell on earth and agony in general, he manages to break free. With his mortality thinning out more and more along with his patience and will to live, he only has one goal anymore before he's done with being alive – and that goal is killing Luke Castellan and by extension, Kronos.
Along the way, he meets some new and old friends, makes acquaintances and navigates his fight against the Time Lord from underneath a deadly maze. He finds out things about himself and the war that he didn't know before, destroys way too many things, and completely derails his powers and himself in the process. His father said it best once upon a time, when he wasn't a monster yet and still had hell coming for him. The sea does not like to be restrained, and neither does he.
It starts with an explosion, continues with earthquakes, and will ultimately be finished with a decision. Will he preserve Olympus – or will he raze it to the ground?
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okay but bear with me guys
i couldnt sleep yesterday so i was tormented with fic ideas i couldnt write at the time, and there were one specially liked:
imagine something like theo going after stiles to annoy him (cause thats their dynamics idc) and idk stiles decides to fuck around and instead of letting himself being annoyed he just stars flirting with theo and praising him yk
theo has memorized a hundred phrases and jokes to bother stiles for the whole day and when he opens his mouth to start stiles say something like "good morning pretty boy" and winks and theo's brain just,, stops working
imagine theo blushing furiously and getting progressively more annoyed while stiles keep praising him and using pet names
Stiles + Chess in 3x09 requested by totallyobsessedwithteenwolf
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Just like Percy Jackson said so famously once upon a yeehaw, the best people have the rottenest luck. And life is unfair. 'Getting bitten, hit and buried alive (not in that order) by an asshole alpha werewolf without the very much needed explicit consent' or 'your girlfriend's family just happens to be anti-werewolves for some godfucking reason and you just sadly happen to be a furry (you are Scott McCall, congrats)' or 'getting hit by your mom who thinks you're killing her even though you didn't do shit and you're literally like eight years old' or 'getting your house burnt down and your family murdered by a pedophile bitch called "Kate" for all things sacred (your name is Derek Hale in this scenario)' kind of unfair.
—
Stiles dies.
Okay, no. Rewind.
Stiles says 'No' and rejects Peter's offer of the bite, but Peter bites him anyways. Then Stiles dies. And that kicks a lot of events loose that he would've never considered possible before, but hey, he got buried alive and clawed himself out of his grave today already and apparently he's neither human nor actually his father's kid, so that's... something.
Also, he kills Peter at some point.
Just. On an unrelated note.
Some facts
- asexuality and aromanticism are minority orientations
- there is no ace or aro privilege
- aces and aros as a group do not benefit from sex-shaming or from the sexualization of oppressed groups
- many ace and aros are in fact harmed by sex-shaming and the sexualization of oppressed groups
- aces and aros are not more likely to be bad people than others, there is literally no reason or excuse to assume that
- asexuality and aromanticism are not desexualizing identities
- society at large is not thrilled about ace and aro identities. To start with, a lot of people think it’s not “normal” to not experience sexual attraction and a lot of people think romantic love is an essential part of “the human experience”
- society has zero qualms about pathologizing ace and aro identities, denying their existence and painting them as something in need of “fixing”
- aces and aros often do not learn their orientations exist until way late, if ever. They’re generally not taught about in school or college or in any comparable contexts and a lot of people with power there have zero interest in this changing (for example, because they think our identities are “unhealthy” and/or because they refuse to acknowledge them as orientations)
- a lot of aces and aros have recounted a lot of really bad experiences connected to people learning/knowing they’re ace and/or aro
- aces and aros are not in any way better protected from harm than other people
- there is literally no reason to act as if all this isn’t true
Gonna leave it at this for now
Aros and aces are NOT cishet
As someone who has actually come out to a couple of work acquaintances I can assure everyone the straights are just as weirded out and baffled by the concepts of asexuality and aromanticism as they are by homosexuality. They ask us the same dumb, invasive and rude questions. They simply can’t fathom anything beyond their own experiences. I am dead serious, the first guy I told I didn’t want to get married or have any kind of romantic relationship at all, ever, had a look of such shock and horror, you would have thought I’d told him, idk, I eat live goldfish or something.
I ended up having a really interesting conversation with some people at the bus stop today. They were getting out of some sort of ‘clean and sober’ meeting and had starting saying how they were so bored because they didn’t have anything to do, and had to stay at home because all their old friends would pull them back. So I said something like, ‘So this is the time to do all the stuff your parents told you they didn’t have money/time for!’ “Whatcha mean?” “You know, like when you were five and you REALLY wanted to have that toy or do that thing and you were like, ‘Please mom please I gotta have this I gotta go do this’ and they went ‘Hell no you think I’m paying for that do you want to goddamn EAT?’ “ And this light went on in their eyes. The lady is going to go check thrift stores for an Easybake Oven and I told her about Wilton cake decorating classes. The dude is going to Griffith Park and ride horses, because, ‘I always wanted to be a cowboy, and you can’t drink when you’re on a horse ‘cause you’ll fucking die!’ Fuck it. This is what being an adult is. Sure it’s bills and work and relationships, but damn it, it’s also time to do the things you LIKE. I signed up for a free class/lecture on Water Gardens. I’m going. It’s time.
Jill. Jill you are wonderful.
no joke, this is such an important aspect of overcoming trauma. I mean the trauma of abusive parents, the trauma of broke ass parents who got toxic because of it, the trauma of capitalism. Like fuck it. Go to Wrestlemania. Build a shit ton of terrariums.
here’s a thought: the reason why adult/minor friendships are looked upon with suspicion, and the reason why adults with minor friends are accused of being predatory or having bad intentions, is because we think that minors don’t have anything of value to offer adults that isn’t sex/a relationship. it’s a continuation of the way adults devalue minors and their perspectives and contributions to the world.
….No it’s definitely because there’s a huge power imbalance
do you really think we solve that power imbalance with segregation?
op is absolutely right. this is coming from someone who researches and teaches on age and society professionally. modern western society is age-segregated to an unprecedented degree and there is ample evidence that it is absolutely fucking us over. it’s linked to everything from economic hardship to mental health crises.
intergenerational friendships are important. adults who never interact with young people outside of a defined institutional relationship with a built-in power imbalance (like being a parent or teacher) don’t develop the capacity to treat young people as equals, which reinforces patterns of abuse, neglect, social disempowerment, and silencing. young people who lack meaningful connections with adults outside of those same institutions miss out on an incredible source of support and guidance. and everyone misses out on the basic human joy of friendships that could have been really meaningful if we didn’t have this weird, broken ideology that says young people have nothing interesting to say, and no value to adults who don’t either want to raise them or exploit them or both.
op is right and they should say it.
My life has gotten so much better since I hit college and befriended people six years older than me, and went to work and befriended people decades older than me. I could have been doing this years ago when I badly needed friends bc I had none. But no, minors can’t talk to adults except when they’re forced into a lesser role bc THAT’S healthy. :/
A college person being friends with an an older adult is one thing, a teen being “friends” with an adult is another.
fucking genius how you just missed the point. teach me how to do that
how the fuck are minors supposed to be able to identify adults with bad intentions if they don’t have any positive, healthy relationships with adults outside the context of said adult being an authority figure
like, sure, with any relationship between a minor and an adult, the adult has a responsibility that the minor doesn’t. some shit only comes from life experience. but like… that teen who comes to dnd on fridays, the younger coworker, that person met through fandom? i’m not gonna pretend we’re not friends just because i’m older than they are.
it’s not that deep
Like I just. I’m so astounded by the whole “friends” thing that the person a couple posts above is implying just cause.
Intergenerational friendships are like??? So varied?????
Like maybe you’re 16 and working your first job, and you have an old Chinese man as a regular who sits at a table and reads the Chinese newspaper his family mails him, and you start sitting down and talking to him when it’s slow. And he tells you all about the life he’s lived, of being a child in the aftermath of world war two. And he talks to you about the prejudice he’s seen, and the way he sees people treat each other, and how much things have changed. And you learn a lot.
Or you meet a 30-something mother of two that walks with a cane in a group therapy session, and when you speak to her she opens up about her struggles with drugs, and how she wishes to stay better so she can be there for her kids. And she teaches you about having a more open mind when it comes to religious beliefs when you’re an edgy atheist teen.
Or you’re very isolated in your hobbies, and you meet a group of college students that share your interests and are fine letting you join in on their card games and D&D, and you not only learn the games but you get used to a group that’s accepting and just wants to have fun and make everyone comfy, and you learn not every group of people has to be judgemental and scary.
You’re saying that instead of making teens aware of the signs of toxic relationships, and keeping an open line of communication so we can help them take notice of and avoid these things… You’d rather we lock teens in a box where they’re deprived of the positives?
Force so many teens to be around peers that bully and disregard them, when they have prospective friends in local clubs and support groups that just aren’t necessarily in their peer group?
Hardcore Tumblr users really are just puritans huh? Hell even historically, households were made of many generations, and kids helped out in the community and met the adults that kept it going.
Ridiculous
Back in college, one of my friends brought her 12 year old sister over to the dorm when her family was in town. For one night, the whole crew instantly adopted her and went out to a playground at 11 PM and had a blast hanging out together. She gave some solid relationship advice to one of the older members of the friend group (who was, in fact 30 at the time! My “college” friends included people >10 years older than the frosh), telling this woman more than twice her age that really, she needed to break up with her toxic boyfriend.
Years later we still get updates on her life, and a bunch of those people went to see her perform on stage six years later when she got the lead role in her college(!!!) production of She Kills Monsters.
Do you know how easy it is for a bunch of 18 to 30 year olds to hang out with a middle schooler and have it be a healthy, fun, and positive experience for everybody involved? Super easy! it turns out that kids are actual people with whole sentient brains and everything. Just be respectful and nice!
This. This, oh my God This. I absolutely adore speaking to people older than me when i meet them on discord in other servers, because they have so much to teach! be it 2 years or 10 years, i love friends like this. they can tell you so much ♡♡♡
When I was in my early teens, I’d sit on the curb next to a man in his 90′s named Oswin, who would sit by the road in his wheelchair all day and wave to the cars. He told me all sorts of stories about his life (sometimes more than once, which helped me remember them). I wrote part of one into my novel.
I got really close to an adult volunteer with a queer youth group in high school, and she took me in like an odd, overenthusiastic niece. I did have a crush on her a little, but it was the sort of thing that teaches you what you like in a person without meaning anything more than that. She and her wife loaned me a pile of lesbian books to read, taught me to cook, and helped me learn to drive. They were like family.
My grandmother’s friends, who I’ve known all my life, are also my friends. One of them is in the last year of her life now, and as sad as I am to lose her, I’m so grateful to have known her, to have been friends with her as close as she and my grandmother were. I’m also grateful my grandmother and I can share this grief and joy.
It’s possible to theoretically have power over someone and not abuse it. It’s possible to love someone, to be vulnerable with someone, and not be hurt.
“It’s possible to love someone, to be vulnerable with someone, and not be hurt” is something I needed to hear today, thanks.
As a teen, I spent many evenings at the house of the crossing guard of the elementary school down the road from my parents’ house. She’d grown up in the community; her mother had died in the 1918 pandemic, and she’d been living in my hometown from since before it was even much of a town, babysitting for the sheriff in the one room town police station, working at the restaurant that served the oil fields during WWII.
I also was going to city college at the same time and studied for my animal diversity final with two cis dudes easily in their 70s, one who worked at the aquarium and was in the process of renewing various certifications, and the other who was an engineer doing a biology degree just ‘cause. The three of us–the 16 year old and the two older men–wiped the floor with the rest of the class on every single exam.
I was also doing 16th century fencing with the local chapter of the SCA. My parents had no problem with this gaggle of college students giving me rides and taking me to overnight events. I’m still friends with them.
None of these people hurt me. None of them made me feel uncomfortable. They were good friends and we had a great time together, and also they modeled different ways to be adults than my parents did.
Intergenerational friendships are necessary and good for you. The only people who benefit in their absence are abusers.
do i only materialize on this blog if i've got fanfic content??
*writes "your MIND" in the margins of the books i'm reading every time the author does something i like*
wait what do i do when they do something i don’t like
tear out the page and eat it. death of the author or something idk i dont know how to read.
when ppl say “let men wear skirts/dresses” that also means
without people being creepy / treating them like a fetish
without people acting like being gnc is “”adult”” or “”private”” or somehow dirty
without people expecting them to alter the rest of their appearance to “fit” (not everyone who wants to wear a dress also wants to wax their whole body or apply a full face of makeup)
skirts and dresses are literally just clothes. they’re just clothes. leave gnc men alone
there’s literally only three political causes JK rowling has picked up and furiously advocated for ever since becoming a billionaire celebrity: opposing the independence of Scotland, opposing any change in Britain’s economic system so that austerity won’t be killing disabled people en-masse and working class people won’t be dying in apartment complex fires, and virulently opposing trans rights while implying heavily that autistic people are literally too mentally inferior to have any agency and thus should be barred from seeking out gender transition. British nationalist, dedicated transphobe and social darwinist, this is who JK Rowling is when we let her actions speak for themselves.
god i just found this again while folder cleaning
one of the few crossdressing ducks that didn’t make me break out in hives, on account of not having been forced to do it for emasculating reasons or anything, it’s just a practical solution to daisy having too many obligations since they look exactly, and i mean exactly the same
one of those obligations was manning a kissing booth for charity and donald punching a catcaller in the face escalates into guys just fucking lining up to get decked by a cute little duck
get on his fucking level, mickey
#mickey: who’ll have to endure this humiliation#donald: who’ll get to wear the pretty dress
GET ON HIS FUCKING LEVEL, MICKEY
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