its been a million years. percy has gone from young millenial to squarely gen z. i think that while he’s up on that mountain demanding the gods pay their fucking child support, he should tell hera at the top of his sixteen year old pipsqueak lungs that polyamory is a thing now and she doesn’t have to define her marriage the traditional way if she doesn’t want to. she’s the goddess of all marriages! that includes these modern ones too!!
hera is like zeus would you agree to an open relationship zeus is like SOLD i have been trying to do this for years, completely neglects to read the fine print that this goes two ways before signing on the dotted line for this deal with the prada wearing devil because fundamentally, zeus is an asshole
hera starts hooking up with committed married couples and having SUPREMELY powerful demigod children. they are all her favorites and she lavishes them with powers and gifts and attention. she has, unlike the other gods, no millenia of experience with mortal children to temper her reaction, and so this whole move honestly causes more problems than not.
meanwhile hades and persephone; poeseidon and amphirite; dionysus and ariadne; all of them have been trying to talk to hera about this thing for DECADES and then perseus fucking protagonist powers jackson comes in and turns a quarter of a century into wasted work.
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Woah I sure do love brutalmoose!! I’m gonna search him up on tumblr, maybe there’s some cool fan art or something! Oh hey what’s this tag? Asagao Academy? I’m sure this is a completely normal and not terribly aged thing involving 2010s gaming YouTubers! <- eternal suffering awaits
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Hey Lexx, where the fuck are ur fic updates? An explanation.
I've mentioned this and talked about this on discord but for those who don't know, I have an old arm injury that I gave myself when I was an athletic coach because I didn't take rest days. Which was stupid. The type of injury I have is one that's usually actually not a big deal, and heals on its own with a bit of rest.
Unfortunately, mine actually got worse with rest and when I re-entered the workforce doing physical labor, and restarted gym training again, it got so unbearable that I ended up seeking doctors finally!
When I started treatment for my arm, I was told that I'd have to suspend a number of my favorite physical activities and would have to postpone an exciting thing I'd been training for. Facing the damage I'd done along with stress from school and financial stress, I'll be honest I sorta broke. And it was made worse because the endgame-treatment I need, I can't receive without a period of total rest, and I'm currently working physical jobs still so I need to wait till the fall.
Which hurt abundantly.
Losing so much physical strength, especially when it was such a core part of my identity for years, really has done a number on me mentally. And even though by the winter I'll probably be approved to go back to all my favorite activities, the fact that I'm in the position that I am now, and knowing that it was entirely preventable if I'd just done what I was supposed to do, really sucks. It's been hard for me to motivate to like....engage with hobbies.
So yeah that's pretty much where I've been. Because with a brace, I can type just fine. It's just the actual like. Doing it part.
Btw, not saying this sarcastically, thank you to those who have bugged me for fic updates. That's honestly been the only reason why I've been opening my documents for the past few months. Hopefully I will stop being a lil bitch about this and will be able to self-discipline again soon.
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I havent been here for the quilting saga, very cool that you're done your squares, what were you going for with this quilt? Like what were ur quilt goals, why did u choose those fabrics? Is it meaningful or all just stuff you like?
This latest quilt is my scrap quilt, which means it's entirely made of fabric scraps from previous quilts I've made.
Well, mostly from quilts I've made, plus one bag's worth of scrap fabric from a local quilt shop, plus a few scraps from various peoples' destashes I've been given over the years?
So there wasn't really an overarching goal, per se, except to use up fabric scraps because I couldn't bring myself to throw them away but didn't have enough of any one color palette to make a cohesive quilt top. I put zero thought or effort into color distribution except to try to keep different pieces of the same fabric from touching each other, and I had a few very dark fabrics that stand out against my usual "everything is as bright as possible" color choices so I made sure those were distributed evenly across the quilt.
As for the quilt pattern itself, it's made of two kinds of 12" blocks.
Block A is made of six rows of 2.5" strips. I made them by sewing my 2.5" strips into a very long single piece of fabric and then cutting that into 12.5" by 2.5" rectangles, then sewing those together
Block B is basically a 4 patch block, but the upper right and lower left squares are made of smaller 4 patch blocks. So it's two 6.5" squares and eight 3.5" squares per Block B.
I chose those sizes because they were small enough to be easy to cut even out of small scraps and scaled well with each other to make a pattern I would not get bored sewing. Every few weeks I'd collect my fabric scraps, iron them, cut them down to those sizes and put them in the scrap quilt drawer until I had enough to make the quilt top I'm working on now
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You know, despite everything i dislike about it - and about having a social media presence of any kind in general really - the reason i feel I can’t bring myself to delete my tumblr is because it feels like the last vestige of what i used to enjoy and love about the internet when i was younger. That is, the ability to curate and the feeling of being in a niche with other people who enjoy something the way i do without it also feeling like an algorithm or a huge company is breathing down my neck and/or invading my space, or like im two degrees of separation from some celebrity or those same companies who have decided to obnoxiously hop on the bandwagon and make their own accounts. Also the feeling of people like. Being genuine and enjoying themselves and not trying to make their personality a brand outside of maybe posturing for social attention, but even in those cases theres a more genuine feeling to it because it comes from a relatable and human want to connect and be liked lol.
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One thing i despise so badly is that for me to be a Successful Artist i need to Curate An Audience which is horrendous because I have, despite being 20 years on this gay earth, consistently failed to master the art of Posting. I cannot curate an audience. I can barely curate a sleep schedule. Fuck a like-to-reblog ratio, when i post an original art on here i consider it a wild success if it breaks 5 notes. I did not know it was physically possible for a Gen Z to fail so hard at social media. Of course, my consistent skill issue may also have something to do with this. But broadly speaking it is very hilarious that i get radio silence in response to my art enough that it is legit more like. Sanity-preserving. For me to only show people my artwork irl where they have to have a reaction where i can see it even if that reaction is just "cool! thanks! moving on-" which is honestly a fair reaction to have. It'd be kind of hilarious to get that in comments on a post, actually, but i digress - the point remains that i somehow manage to be completely incapable of maintaining a successful social media presence but luckily i am VERY capable of maintaining your mother in bed last night
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