Latest Posts by athenaschosenhuman - Page 6

bummed that i am a bit of a freak. also glad i am a bit of a freak. does this make sense

what i saw when i opened pinterest

Natalie Díaz, from “American Arithmetic”, Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)

library date?? coffee shop date??? museum date?? art gallery date?? stargazing date?? napping date?? picnic date??? yes

I spent. all fucking day making this but I’m proud of it so! here! design a love letter, and I’ll tell you what mythical creature you are

every single person you know has something in their life and past that is probably worth collapsing to the ground in an uncontrollably sobbing heap over, so be nice to each other and tell good jokes

💫✨ Anonymously tell me where you are, what time it is there and what you're thinking about ✨💫

Sorry I didn’t get back to you it’s just that I’m completely unfit for human interaction.

i love talking to people in real life and being like “oh yeah i have instagram but i don’t really use it… i don’t have facebook or tiktok or anything like that either… idk i just don’t want to waste my life on social media, i prefer to live in the moment” and then i go home and spend 12 hours a day on tumblr

the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.

"You know, love doesn't mean "l never want you to change." But I don't think it means "I don't care if you change" either. So I suppose it might mean, "I believe that you'll always be the person I adore." A declaration of faith, perhaps."

– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili" on Tumblr

GOD I HATE MYSELF

i can’t cry when i need to, but random things can trigger me so fucking bad and i start to cry in random places and i just look ridiculous

And i did it in front of my parents today, and since the day before yesterday i wanted to cry, and today while i was just fucking eating i started to cry and god, i wanted to cry so bad but i couldn’t cry *there* and now i’ll just have my parents scold me all the way home, for being so fucking ridiculous

And i just got to think of dumb excuses because i can’t tell them i’m just so fucking tired of everything

list of things you are loved by no matter what

the moon

the stars

your favorite books

scented candles

fairy lights

cats on the street

the wind in the trees

old libraries

freshly made tea

freshly baked bread

soft music

tired of being brave about things i will now be openly pathetic

i see a gorgeous woman i could fall in love with everyday. once in a blue moon i see a guy i would maybe get drinks with.

january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening

Prompt for TSATS: Nico finishing what Percy left, aka: Nico murdering Anklys, Goddess of Misery and proceeds to replace her as the god of Suffering and Perseverance.

we’re all boring to someone, annoying to someone, ugly to someone, but it’s not that deep

anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach

the moon in paintings. x

Give me a scene where Persephone begrudgingly teaches Nico some plant magic, a scene where he's absolute ass at it, a scene where Persephone scoffs and wonders why she bothers, a scene where Nico doesn't give up, even though a part of him sneers at the attempt.

Give me a scene where Hades picks Nico up to run an errand and wonders why his son stares at the dirt, a scene where Persephone curiously watches the demigod try over and over again, a scene where it works: a little daisy.

Give me a scene where Nico is crying as more daisies pop up around him because he's so used to death around him, he really thought he was never going to be capable of giving life.

Give me a scene where Persephone softly chides him for thinking like that because in reality he already had given life before, so many times — to that boy who wouldn't have plunged himself into the Styx if it weren't for Nico, to that girl who would have known nothing beyond the fields she roamed, to demigods from both camps alike. Throughout his time in the mortal world, all Nico has done is given life.

Give me a scene where Nico gifts bouquets to Hazel, Reyna, and Hestia, a scene where Nico runs a little flower shop with Meg and Apollo is their most generous patron, a scene where Nico braids flowers into Annabeth's corsage before her wedding with Percy.

Give me a scene that parallels the grass that wilted by Nico's feet when he's grieving for Jason, a scene where beautiful, resplendent honeysuckles, chrysanthemums, sunflowers, and gardenias bloom at the steps of Elysium when Nico reunites with Bianca, with his mother, with Jason, with everyone he missed in the mortal world.

Give me a scene where Persephone muses that even in death, Nico brought life, something that shouldn't have been possible. Then again, she thinks, anything was possible for the son of Hades whose love was so strong it brought the dead back to life.

Will: babe!! babe do the thing

Nico: *genuinely smiles*

Will, breathlessly: oh my gosh

I’m content with the quiet things, the soft times, and the gentle moments. I’m at peace in the rain, reading on a porch as the wind so gently blows by. I’m satiated by the way the leaves rustle, and the gentle dance of the branches. I’m contented by the little pieces of time in living.

i would have laughed at nico's trauma joke sorry will but im different (traumatized & mentally ill)

Nico's love is so raw and heavy and powerful

His love raises the dead, tears open the earth, brings people back to life, goes through literal hell, destroys courtyards, grants invincibility.

Nico is so defined by loving and acting out of love and his love is so strong it changes the narrative

i cant believe im alive and im just sitting in silence most of the time

Me, not talking: Ah fuck, I am being weird

Me, talking: Ah fuck, I am being weird