The children of the big three are painfully beautiful.
beautiful as poisonous flowers.
One touch and you're dead.
they are though—they’re venomous creatures, poisonous flowers, forces of nature. the world itself runs through their veins. gods treat them with caution; mere humans don’t stand a chance.
Percy is a riptide. he’s the calm of ocean, moments before its rage. he’s the sun on the beach, the warmth of the sand, the calming, constant crash of the waves. he’s the smell of the salt in the air and the cold of the water against your skin. you can swim, you think, you’ll be fine. he smiles and it’s more beautiful than a sunset over the shore. and then the pull starts. in seconds, you’re farther from shore than you’ve ever been before. trying to swim back tires you out and sees you no closer than before. in fact, now you’re even farther out. the water pulls you under, still as beautiful as it was from shore, and you can’t find your way back up.
Thalia is the eye of the hurricane. the deceitful calm at the end of the storm, luring you out from your shelter. there is nothing more peaceful, more still and tranquil. the sun peeks out from the clouds that surround you from all sides. the wind and rain have died. there’s a rainbow in the sky. the storm is over—except it isn’t. one moment is all it takes, and the hurricane is back with a vengeance. the wind tears at you, rain lashes at you, thunder shakes your bones in place. you walked too far from your shelter, and you might not be able to make your way back.
Jason is hail. the rain is beautiful. it’s a breathtaking storm: impressive thunder, streaking lightning, howling wind. the house shakes around you and the lights go out. the concussive sound of the rain on the roof is soothing, until it isn’t. until it isn’t rain, and the roof isn’t whole. now, the storm is invading your home. the hail is punching its way into everything it can reach. car alarms spring to life outside; those who were watching in awe are now fleeing in terror. it only takes one hit, after all—one lucky piece of hail—to end a life.
Nico is an earthquake. the planet is ancient; the ground was old before you were here and it will be old after you go. it’s sturdy, and supportive, provides life and food and shelter. long ago, when the ground danced, when it shook itself free and sent cities tumbling to the ground, they called it the gods’ wrath. now, it’s called plate tectonics. no matter what it is, no matter why it happens, it is lethal and dangerous and uncaring of those it affects. nowhere is safe when the world turns on you, and if it decides you and your shelter should fall, you will.
Hazel is a sinkhole. the appearance of stability, of rock-solid ground and firm foundations. nothing is wrong, will ever be wrong, she’s the rock that holds everyone up. and then that rock is gone, and you’re falling, down, down, down—your home collapsing around you, your belongings claimed by the morbidly hungry earth. there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, but is it sunlight, far, far above you? or is it magma, far far below?
What do you want trolls 4 to be about
I physically, mentally, psychologically and spiritually need Trolls 4 to have something to do Branch and Poppy's wedding.
Picture with me the opening scene is what looks like your average Branch and Poppy date, but Branch is extra nervous for some reason???? 🤔 I wonder why?
He starts a speech of "Poppy, we've known each other a long time...."
Buuuut what WE see are his brothers and Viva and the Snack Pack all doing everything in their power to stop anything from ruining the proposal.
Like random Trolls and snakes and stuff are JUST about to interrupt the proposal.
Floyd and Smidge coordinating defenses with binoculars.
Clay using sticky hands to stop Cooper from barging in.
Viva chloforming someone (maybe Creek 😁) and yeets them into a bush.
Bruce and his kids rerouting some loud partygoer Trolls.
JD full on wrestling a snake. 🐍
And Branch finally gets down on one knee with a ring box.
Poppy says "Stop!"
And everyone freezes, the brothers, the Snack Pack, even the snake stops in shock.
Branch 😨
Then Poppy pulls out her own ring box. 💍
She was proposing as well.
Yay! They both say yes and they celebrate.
Then the whole movie is just a disaster after disaster and setback after setback for wedding preparation.
Maybe some villain is sabotaging the wedding??? 🤔
by Nigell_Yang
Scott McCloud’s incomparable “Understanding Comics”.
I swear you can open this book to any page and it’s amazing.
(ps it’s actually a digital image of a printed copy of a drawing of a painting of a pipe)
just another innocent civilian dead while the us continues to twiddle its thumbs on pushing for a ceasefire.
I barely have followers here, but here we go:
The Amazon Rainforest has been burning for the last 16 days straight. The Brazilian government says the wildfire is caused by the winter itself, since it doesn't rain a lot there... in a rainforest. It is actually, partially true. Winter is indeed a dry season and wildfires may happen, specially close to the Cerrado (a brazilian biome similar to the african Savanna), but what they're not telling us is that:
The deforestation has increased 80% since last year
The native peoples and animals are being slaughtered for their lands (legally protected green areas)
The government is hiding and lying about scientific data, saying that environmentalists and NGOs are communists trying to destroy the nation. They are brainwashing people to think that sustainability is terrible for the economy
Our Minister of Environment is couldn't care less about the environment and is only there to support the livestock producers and give them what they want. The President and his Minister won't put a single dollar on environmental safety
The wildfires are just so huge that its black smoke and ashes reached the skies of São Paulo, a state over 2.000 kilometers away from the Amazon.
I could just keep going all night about how our environment is being threatened by this new government. We need every single help we can possibly can.
Please don't let this go unseen. Search for yourself, talk to people about it, make noise, be angry and be scared. Let the world know about it and demand action. This is not about Brazil, is about the planet. The Amazon Rainforest is one of the most important biomes in the world, being responsible for the climate, rains, biodiversity, carbon sequestration and life itself.
my watery friend... are you too brushed with the pattern of the dappled light...?
i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here
miles morales is only ever allowed to hang out with the spider-gang for like a day because any longer and he'd start unlocking their traumatic pasts and suggesting healthy coping mechanisms about it. he was in that HQ for ten minutes and already pointing out how messed up miguel's trauma response of micromanaging the multiverse is. immediately said that gwen should just talk to her dad. didn't let peter B get himself killed because he was scared of messing things up with MJ. the real anomaly here is that a spider-person has emotional intelligence
this has been on my mind for months. finally got around to making it.
the frames for it and gif of luffy eating super quick: