#*endless crying*

[heytheredeann]

If you need me I'll be sitting in a corner crying over Judy getting farther and farther away from John each time but always turning back to look at him because she's always gonna need her dad and no, I'm not over that episode, why do you ask

[hera-shecomes]

“Don’t go where I can’t follow.” (zeus)

They had fought before, of course. They had fought so hard that the whole of Olympus shook from their fury. The skies had turned a dark, bruise purple, streaks of lightening flashing followed by the roar of thunder. They have fought so badly that Hera willed the stars to cease from shining in the night sky, plunging the kingdom into darkness. They had fought so wildly that their rage threatened to split the kingdom in two.

But never, ever, in their eons together has husband and wife, had either of them walked out on the other. Perhaps it was an ode to their marriages vows – for better or for worse. Both Hera and Zeus always weathered whatever storm they created, always endured until it too came to pass.

Zeus may have always strayed from her side but Hera knew that when the pair were at odds, he committed himself to staying. To at least somewhat righting the mess between them. Maybe that was why Hera fought with him so much. It was a guarantee that he would stay with her long enough for her to know that a part of him still cared.

Yes, Zeus and Hera had always fought. But this time, this time was a little different.

She was not one for breaking their unspoken vows to each other, for she always thought that she honoured them more than he. But this time, this time Hera had felt a rage like no other.

He was having a baby. Just, not hers.

Long into the night she cursed his name, swore that the stars in heaven would rain down upon him and his bastard child and whore mother. She promised that the child would rip itself into this world and that Hera would ensure its life would be full of trials. 

But then he did the only thing he could - eyes flashing with what could only be described as an unspoken apology as he pulled rank. A king commanding his queen. She was not to interfere. 

Hera stared into the beautiful captivating eyes of her husband and knew that for the first time in her marriage, he saw the tears that were there. The ones she would not shed out of sheer pride. But he saw them nonetheless. Saw that he had crossed a line and that she too, would do the same in return.

She felt his gaze burning into her skin as she frantically packed, clutching what clothes her shaking hands could grasp, stuffing them into her bag. 

“Where are you going to go?” Zeus demanded, but Hera heard the faintest strain of panic.

Good. 

She ignored him, shouldering the bag as she moved to storm past him, his strong hands held her in place, held her at a breath’s distance. “Don’t go, Hera.” 

She stared up at him, her eyes wide and fought against her crumbling resolve. She wanted to bury herself in his arms, to demand that he make it all go away - the pain, the hurt, the entire mess the pair had caused between them. She wanted her husband back, not a king, but the man who whispered wicked things in her ear as they dined with other royals, the man who left little sea shells in the most strangest of places for her to find. The man who watched her with heavy-lidded eyes as her dress pooled to her feet every night and beckoned her to join him. The man who had only eyes for her. 

Sometimes, Hera felt as though she was loving a stranger. 

“Don’t go.” He repeated and Hera just shook her head, wrenching herself from his traitorous touch. She couldn’t speak, couldn’t trust herself to. They had said everything there was to say.  

Her heels echoed on the marble steps as she descended, her grip on the golden railing tight as she forced herself to move, forced herself to go. 

“Hera,” 

She paused half way down the stairs, turning back to find her husband leaning against the railing with a torn expression. The skin against his knuckles were strained as if he fought to stop himself from going after her. A heady silence followed as the two stared at each other, the void between them screaming for one to relent, for one to utter the words Hera craved. Perhaps, maybe, even Zeus craved to hear too. 

I love you, I love you, I love you.

Hera’s mouth tightened to stop herself from uttering them. She would not be the one to give in, not his time.

Finally, he sighed - for all the world looking like the god who had lived lifetimes upon lifetimes and had grown weary of it all. “Just…” He trailed off. “Don’t go where I can’t follow.” 

Hera swore his eyes spoke what his words did not - because I will follow you. Because she wanted, above all else, for him to come for her, to bring her home. To stop her. 

She nodded tightly and turned away, drawing in a deep breath willing herself to take another step, to keep going. 

Yes, Zeus and Hera had fought before. Countless times. Perhaps they always will. But that was the first and only time Hera walked away from a fight. The only time her husband could not right what was wrong between them. 

[myotomespace]

Changed my room again :3

Kyle had too many drinks and is now talking to my teddy bear ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[pinklemonpah]

My heart hurts so bad right now... that episode... there's so much...

[princeshushu]

I was doodling and I decided to draw my puppy (I had a pic of this in my phone but idk where it came from but i loved it)😭😭 I feel proud and bad at the same time because I love it but I drew it on lined paper (it’s still a sketch but still)

[letthewiresrock]

I constantly have rreally bad chest dysphoria, but like my bottom dysphoria is weird, it's usually not too bad but then suddenly I have days where I just feel like completely dying because of it And today is one of those days Kill me

[kouryuudielysion]

XENOBLADE IS THE BEST GAME EVER I’M GOING TO DIE OF FEELINGS I NEED TO BUY EVERYONE AT MONOLITH A BEER

[adenil-umano]

I recently watched 14 hours of Naruto so let me tell you about ROCK LEE.

This nerd. This nerd. this fucking nerd I can’t even deal.

this nerd with his bowl cut and huge bushy eyebrows and his fucking PASSION for everything and his green body suit and ~orange legwarmers~ and undying devotion to accomplishing his goals and keeping his promises--even when they’re promises to himself.

I love this nerd.

I saw up to the end of the fight with Gaara and my GOODNESS it wrecked me. I am wrecked. I am strewn upon the shore. wrecked. He tries so unbelievably hard and, let me tell you, if ever there was a character worth looking up to, he’s it.

I want to be him. I want to give constant thumbs-ups and have my teeth sparkle when I grin and wink at the same time. I want to be able to tackle any obstacle and defeat it through sheer force of will. I thought he was going to be a joke character but he stole my damned HEART.

Rock Lee. Just. <3