Difference Between Bf And Bsf I Guess 😭😭

reblogging for shits and giggles (i will be using this. if i remember.)

This came to me in a dream.

Edit: you have a duty to more than just love. Think about your duty to the law. To your morals. To the general public. Your duty will not always be to your loved ones.

Think about what you would choose to do if someone you loved had committed some terrible crime and you had the choice to keep quiet about it to keep them safe or to speak out about it (to help the victim of the crime, to prevent more victims in the future, to uphold the law, for your own morals, etc.). Your choice shows the difference between love and duty.

i love this and need at least a 400k word fic where this happens and they make it out safely right now thanks

Concept: Jason and Leo are the ones to fall into Tartarus.

To storm or fire they both will fall.

Jason’s trying so hard, fighting against the pull of Tartarus to fly them to the ship. But Jason’s already tired and Tartarus is so much stronger then him.

Leo’s terrified but smiles anyway and tells Jason it’s okay. Jason releases his power and goes limp in his arms.

He tells Percy to keep an eye on everyone as they both plummet.

Leo using his fire to light a way and keeping them both warm. He makes a makeshift shelter and is relieved when his tool belt has some first aid supplies.

His jokes become more and more flat the longer they’re down there.

But Jason laughs every time.

Jason falls back on what he learned in the Wolf House. He patrols the area and his sword is covered with dust. He doesn’t let go of his sword even when there’s no monsters around.

There’s a tiredness that hangs over him but Jason can’t sleep. Leo wants to say something but he can’t either. Sometimes he thinks he’s weighing Jason down.

And then Jason wraps his arms around him and in a heartbreaking whisper says I’m glad I have you.

Leo goes to the Phlegethon to heal them both. It does the job but has the unintended effect of bringing back Jason’s memories. It’s a relief but there’s a new kind of pain that comes with the Romans betrayal.

Leo tries to apologise for that but Jason won’t let him.

It also erases the false memories Hera gave them both. And they resolve to make new ones when they get out.

“You know I’d kill for one of your tacos right now.”

“Yeah? Let me sleep for a millennia and I’ll make you one.”

Also the rest of the seven are trying to figure out how to fly the ship and do all the things they need.

And realising huh maybe we shouldn’t have given Leo so much shit.

oh to be aware of the tragedy and walk into it anyways bc that person is worth it all and more

on tragic heroes and the people who'd follow them anywhere.

tumblr textpost// Anne Carson, An Oresteia// Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles// Victor Hugo, Les Miserables// William Shakespeare, Hamlet// Anne Carson, An Oresteia

Jem's parents' love story is so much funnier if you consider that Jonah and Wenyu were born at the start of the first opium war and likely met during the second, being like 18 and 17 when it started. Imagine being a stoic, disciplined warrior princess working at imperial court and one day the evil british enemy shows up and you're ready to annihilate him except he is a sappy romantic fool and tries to serenade you. I know my girl was befuddled. Invented enemies to lovers honestly

Teo: Since when were you an expert on bird anatomy?

Aurelio, who watched the annual Quetzlan bird show every year since he met Teo just to see him judging it until it went from hyperfixation to special interest: I saw it on TV

every night I think “wow this might be the night I go to bed early” and every time without fail I fuck it up

I want to shut up forever but I’m always thinking of more dumb shit to say

need to watch hadestown so badly its not even funny someone get me a ticket right the fuck now

the experience of tragedy in plays specifically because ‘maybe it will end differently this time’ feels possible. This isn’t pre-recorded. This isn’t set down in time and film. This is live, this is now, these people are real and maybe this time when they open the letter it won’t say ‘kill the messenger’. Maybe this time they get to live

is it finally time for me to read the book my friends have spent forever hyping up?

write on the wall