dark green is a nice color. underrated
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dark green is a nice color. underrated
ladies and gentlemen, Phtalo Green
hm....maybe the reason Percy seems more powerful compared to the other big three kids is because he genuinely loves the ocean while everyone else either only sees their powers as a weapon or they associate it with trauma.
thalia, nico, hazel: i avoid using my powers to its full potential because of past events that left me traumatized
percy:
Youâve been sentenced to 400 years for multiple murders. Itâs been 399 years and your jailers are starting to get nervous.
I was twenty⌠twenty-five, I think?⌠when I was sentenced. Four hundred years was a length of time I couldnât even imagine. It was a length of time I donât think anyone could imagine, even the judge. It was just a big showy number that let everyone know Iâd never see the light of day again. The mages who cast the spells were dramatic about it, practically shouting the part about âuntil death claims you, or four hundred years hath passed, forsooth, thou shalt be imprisoned hereâ. They donât waste that kind of magic on most prisoners, but I was special.
The Slayer, they called me then. The Monster of Sentan. Iâd killed nineteen people⌠I remember that number because I was so furious that they stopped me so close to my goal of twenty-one. And I didnât just kill ordinary people, no, but the Chosen of the Gods. The Great and Good. They were terrified of me. So they locked me away, to die forgotten.
It had been a little less than a hundred years when the king died without heir, and a civil war tore the country apart. When the fighting was all over, the losers were dragged down to the deepest cells under the castle, and the new king and his soldiers stopped and stared at me. âWho⌠who is this?â he asked, frowning. âSome victim of the usurper?â
People like cooks and jailers and scrubbers donât change as easily as kings. The same man whoâd been bringing me my meals since there was still brown in his hair and beard shuffled forward, hunched and grey now. âNo, yer majesty,â he said humbly. âThat be a special prisoner, from before the old king died.â
âSpecial? Special how?â He frowned, moving closer to my cell. âThe old king died more than ten years ago. This woman must have been a child then. What could she have done to - â
âDonât get too close, yer majesty,â the old man said sharply. âThatâs the Monster of Sentan⌠anâ she bites.â
That was true. I do bite.
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Klaus finding the Kugelblitz almost immediately, telling Diego about it, Diego dismissing it, and them both forgetting about it really sums up their relationship perfectly. True clown on clown behavior
I hate it when I talk wistfully about the ancient world and then people are like âyou wouldnât survive back thenâ yeah obviously I would die immediately but do you think achilles would be able to survive in the modern world if he had to send one polite email? no
congrats to these people on being funnier than me on my own fucking post
If Gilgamesh found out about homophobia he would collapse to the ground and cry hysterically
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stevetony | instead of steve pulling tony out of his workshop, it's tony pulling steve out of the gym.
Tony finds Steve in the gym after hours, and he would find the tight white shirt and sweat-soaked blond hair sexy if he didn't know why Steve was here, tearing through punching bags like they pissed him off. Not that Steve doesn't look sexy anyway.
"Hey there, hot stuff," Tony says.
Steve steps back from his punching bag and looks at Tony, chest heaving, and the vulnerable look in his eyes is nearly impossible to reconcile with the set of muscles on him, rippling with superhuman strength.
"I was justâ" Steve waves at the punching bags lined up on the floor. "Letting off some steam."
Tony closes in on him and takes one of Steve's hands in his, unwrapping the gauze slowly, and Steve lets him see the fresh bruising and seeping blood on his knuckles.
"Adrenaline junkie," Tony calls him. "You've been down here for hours. There are better ways to let off steam after a bad mission, Cap."
"Are you trying to get me into a street fight?" Steve cracks a dry joke, watching as Tony unwraps his other hand. "It's okay, you don'tâthese heal fast."
"Yeah, I know you've got your super-soldier hack," Tony says, flashing him a smile. "Can't sleep until you've got all this out of your system?"
Steve shakes his head with a little smile back. "Don't think so."
"Well," Tony says, brown eyes warm and alluring. He rests one hand on Steve's waist and leans in to lick the sweat from his neck. "There are other ways to tire you out."
Steve's breath hitches. "Tony."
"Come on, soldier," Tony laughs as he takes his hand, leading him out of the gym. His expression turns soft and serious when he says, "You're not on your own anymore, alright? Get that through your pretty head. You need anything, you've got me."
"Okay," Steve says, and suddenly he's eighteen and twenty-eight and all the years in between at the same time, and Tony's here, telling him he's got him and that he isn't alone anymore, doesn't have to beat his stress and frustrations out at the gym when he could sleep with Tony in his bed. He feels the tension in his body loosening up already. "Thank you, Tony."
Clark Kent has forklift certified energy but he isn't actually forklift certified. Bruce Wayne is forklift certified but does not have forklift certification energy. i hope that helps.
just saw someone ask whether batman or spiderman would win in a fight, as if batman would see a brightly-colored sassy acrobat and not immediately adopt him
now, in fairness, peter parker has a history of seeing someone else in a costume and immediately throwing hands only to realize three pages later that there was literally no reason to do that, but itâs not like misplaced aggression is disqualifying when it comes to suddenly acquiring a batdad
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Bruce, upon realizing that heâs getting punched repeatedly by a flippy and talkative spider-child with 0 brain cells and a strong moral compass, immediately begins filling out mental adoption papersÂ
Peter, catching the image of an adult dressed vaguely like an animal and standing in the shadows out of the corner of his eye, immediately backflips into a roundhouse kick while shouting âbatter up!â
Batman, internally: Unfortunately I love it.
well that was easy
a continuation of my comic + ficlet (here) where tony and nat meet up in a strange, dream-like place after the endgame. nat is pretty sure this is it for them, but tony is determined to pull off one last escape. (what on earth is a pocket dimension?!)
âŚ..so, now what?
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[text ID:Â My father died while I was writing this book, but the book isnât about him. Thereâs a condescending tone I hear when people say âWriting is so therapeutic! How wonderful that you could take your pain and make something out of it!â But writing isnât therapy. Painting isnât therapy. Music isnât therapy. Living well is therapy. Weâve taken the arts out of living, and now we only leak them back when people tell us weâre sick. Itâs almost impossible to convince anyone that you can make something when youâre healthy, or just because you want to./end ID]
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gameshow called 'pride or prejudice' in which the contestants are presented with a gay joke and have to guess if it was made by a queer person or a homophobe
the contestants are all vaguely liberal straight people who are desperately uncomfortable with the entire concept
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i just saw the tag âcanon complicitâ instead of âcanon compliantâ and im laughing its like âcanon is a criminal act that i unfortunately support with this ficâ
The Three Grades:
Canon Compliant: âThis fic goes along with canon.â (Because I like it? Because Iâm too tired to disagree by writing my own fic? Who knows? The author may or may not tell us.)
Canon Compatible: âListen, I know it ISNâT canon, but think of it as Microsoft Office for Mac, itâs COMPATIBLE with canon, and that counts.â
Canon Complicit: âI have not died a hero, so I have become an accessory to the Villainy of Canon.â
Canon Compatible is a great term for when your fic is Probably Not What Tolkien Would Have Wanted but it doesnât really contradict anything in canon either
#you can install this fic without canon crashing and thatâs what matters
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