Wait, You Said The Minecrafters Are Coming To Tumblr?, *Fuck Shit Fuck Fuck I Mumble To Myself As I Throw

the grind is killing me. but it’s worth it

More shared dream AU moments with jason and percy

take the bait

IN MY DREAMS I ROCK AND I RULE THE WONDERLAND

Keep reading

I HAVE TURNED THEM INTO GIRL BOSSES YOUR HONOR! Based on this lovely tweet I saw :D

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. [...] When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”  🩸

“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.” 🌻

Two souls, reunited.

(quotes from Madelline Miller's The Song Of Achilles)

In life, your playing stardew valley and dating NPC’s, but in reality your the NPC because your dating a dude from the south who basically has a farm. And he could go away for 30 minutes and come back home with a pet rabbit to join the 6 dogs, cats you can’t count, 3 chickens, snake and lizard. All while building an animal sanctuary and wrestling pigs as a side hustle. Meanwhile you live in a city and just accept your faith that when you do live together he can just bring home whatever animal and deem it as normal.

Ok but have we addressed Apollo's need for perfectionism and how that relates to being the former golden child and how that never really goes away?

How he desperately needs to do everything perfectly and if it's not perfect then he thinks he has failed, no—he believes he IS the failure. That he's not worth anything.

How that was already reflected even before his trials when he went to Percy and Grover to fetch his lyre while he kept practicing for his performance? How he felt the performance could not go on with just three out of four of his golden singers.

When given that new instrument by Leo, how he felt the need to try and master it right away? How he wanted to keep practicing, to get it right.

Sure, he complains about needing to practice but that's not what he was truly upset about. He is used to practicing, he is used to learning. What he was so upset about that he swore an oath on the Styx was the fact that he had already been perfect, he had mastered archery, and music, and then he suddenly lost it all. Apollo was a perfect archer. Apollo was a perfect musician. These were skills that supported his self esteem, his sense of self, these had always been truths, being perfect at these things mattered to Apollo. No matter how he failed at other things, these had always remained constant, he could always reassure himself of his worth.

This is why losing it is like a punch to the gut.

My best friend works as a fire truck designer and he just sends me this:

The sonic fire truck is real

Holy fuck

I said it once and I’ll say it again, imagine young Annabeth Chase forcing Will Solace and Clarisse La Rue to play warrior cats BECAUSE THATS SO FREAKING CUTE

Bonus: one Halloween she convinced them to dress up as their warrior cat personas