#ventusdraconis

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BLOCKED. YOU’RE ALL BLOCKED.

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ventusdraconis replied to your post “have you ever had just this huge lust for a certain place you wish to...”

(i get u, I rlly wanna be back to Tuxtlas jungles in mexico, we were in virgin waterfalls and jungles, ponds of water pure and cristaline with ancient civilization structures of our antecesors before the spanish conquest under the water, and it was only six of us there. like I LOVE that indiana jones kinda shit and I just got to be back sometimes so I get you

it’s a really indescribable feeling. sometimes you just go to places, retire from the hustle and bustle of cities, surround yourself with the beauty of nature and you’re just DRAWN to it. you’re drawn to the beauty. the sounds. the smells. it almost feels like there’s a connection between you and that place. i only went to northern new york once, but it was the first time i saw how gorgeous the state i live in is and i find myself thinking about it constantly and being filled with this longing and sadness that i can’t go back and see it right now. it’s weird. speaking of jungles though. i’ve never been to one. but i’ve always wanted to go to el yunque in puerto rico. i can’t believe i was born in puerto rico and gone on vacations to there various times and still have yet to see el yunque .

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❄️ @ventusdraconis​  //  from this starter call !

        “   By this point I’ve seen everything so nothing surprises me anymore.  ”   Icy powers and talking and moving snowmen doesn’t begin to cover it. Expect the unexpected he guesses.

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ventusdraconis

  this is the reason why @vviind wants to divorce me

That reason look v yummy

i, personally, LOVE my salads!! they’re yummy and i eat them with lime juice and salt and it’s delicious!!

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Envy

#drabble  ||  accepting

-  (  ♆  )  ———  It’s a cautious thing, sharp gaze watching from a distance.  Distaste rolling his his stomach as worry gnaws away in his head.  Partial acceptance  (  understanding  ).  It had been much too soon  ---  growing attached, the loss.  It was all the same in the end.  Outcast.  Singled out and ignored.  Percy had heard the stories firsthand.  A girl of lightning who held off the armies of the underworld to save her friends.  To give them a chance.

A sacrifice.

Most sacrifices don’t come back  ---  what dies usually stays dead.  There was a bitter, angry part of him that ignored her return.  Ignored the way Annabeth was attached to her side and how she was all Grover would talk about.  Ignored the fact his friends were gone.  For someone who wished he wasn’t alone, this was a slap in the face.  But another, kinder part could only feel joy for his friends.  For the fact they were reunited  (  Luke’s betrayal pushed aside for another day, another time  ).  Happy they were given this opportunity even if it meant leaving him behind.

For how could he compete  ??  years of shared history and struggle versus one summer of adventure.  Still learning, still growing.  Animosity almost to bitter to stand.  So he kept to himself, a lone member of cabin three.  What used to be activities with the Hermes or Athena kids turns joining the Demeter cabin or sitting at the bottom of the lake  (  no one needs to see him cry  ---  he’d never hear the end of it  ).  Drawing enjoyment out of what he could while trying to squash the wiggles of doubt and defeat.  They wanted time with their friend  ---  they deserved that.  How could Percy ever begrudge them that chance  ??  he could give them the space they needed, keep his worries to himself.

They were his friends.  But, they were hers to  ---  and she had them first.