You ever just see people talk about the Percy Jackson books and know somewhere, deep in your heart, that none of these people have understood that this is a series made for middle schoolers. And that fandom will very frequently lie to them like, all the time. No, that character probably isn’t ooc, you’re just thinking of what the fandom turned them into. No, this book isn’t a horrible stain next to the others before it, literally all of them were like this. It’s Percy Jackson. It’s cheesy and occasionally makes a very questionable writing decision.
You gotta be in this for the long haul or jump ship my guys. Be cringe and free or be gone
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TROLLS NOIRE AU ART DUMP PT. 2 !!!!!!
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At this point this au is all I draw
But honestly I'm attached to this au not just because of the intriguing premise and story so far but also cause these drawings I'm making for it are some of my best work in my opinion! And it's some of the pieces I've put the most thought and effort in.
In a way this au is making me more motivated to draw! And that's amazing!
As always au is by @artroc-ity !!!!!! I hope I'm not overwhelming you with all my drawings
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can we please talk about how fucking funny it is that hermann and newt were canonically pen pals for three years (three years) then met face to face and absolutely hated each other LIKE??? that’s absolutely fucking hilarious
what the fuck happened. did newt bring a kaiju specimen. did hermann hate on newt’s music. did they both just explode from polar opposite neurodivergent means of communication. i’m obsessed
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sorry not sorry for posting abt my bf so much i just like him a lot. but on a more serious note damn like, spending more time irl with someone and also hanging out with people irl has me feeling like a regular person so much
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AAAAAH GOD A WHOLE NEW SIMS VIDEO GOD I STILL CANT BELIEVE IT IT ALL FEELS SO SURREAL
like i kept screaming "oh my fucking god" all the time just seeing the sims house and the transformation of the day was so so nostalgic
the way they have a proper plan for the sims like godd this is really happening they're really back🥹🥹🥹
also loved the energy in this video as well philaking all of the dirty jokes and then pulling each other's chairs made me sooo nostalgic like that is soo dnpg AAAAHHH i can't believe we have them back 😭
oh my god also can we talk about how they fucking FRAMED a picture of their catboy final fantasy characters these fucking gay ass bitches istg😭😭😭😭
great fucking video as always and godd i am so excited for the next building a new house video I hope we get lots of anecdotes from them
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friendly reminder that the apples in Kazui's MVs most likely represent his sin but also that green apples specfically can represent friendship
"your platonic affection toward someone"
hmmm where have I heard that before.... oh yeah! "loving affection (minus) love"
so yeah, not only does the green apple constantly appearing in scenes with Kazui's marriage have to do with the guilt, shame and unhappiness Kazui feels over lying to Hinako because of his sin but it also serves as a constant reminder that he does not love her romantically because that is quite litteraly what they can symbolise
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How many more spiderpunk age tiktoks harassing me over an interview on scrapped ideas nobody watched(even miles was meant to be older but they scrapped it) ,hobie's intro that doesn't even state an age he got bit only that he's been spiderman for 3 years, trying to apply real life UK laws to the actions of the anarchic spider man, who has killed the president if we're citing "things it would look problematic for the producers to suggest a minor does" and racist ass anatomical analysis that makes me check if we're still in the damn 70's can I take before i become the joker.....
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chelsea green posting "love is love" with a picture of her wrapped in a pride flag that she came out in the royal rumble. and then proceeding to have gay shenanigans with piper. and then doing a slapstick routine before being eliminated. i think i love her now
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🔁 |[HIT ME. ♥]|
"You're going to get us killed." - Interaction Rewrite Prompts!
For Leonard, the weight of a child's blood upon his weapon was heavier than anything else he had handled before in his lifetime.
He hadn't the honour to have even called it the first, but different from his brothers, who had found their end directly by the blades of the Empire, there was no hope for the blame of responsibility to be lifted off his shoulders now that he had wielded that same blade himself.
Leonard's breathing was panicked and uneven. A cold sweat ran down his back as the sensation of the light body being flung backwards shot once more through his arms - he felt ill. Had he died? Had he done away with his life in that forest and been sentenced to hell? Perhaps it was all a punishment, an eternity spent in war, ending the lives of children just as he had his brothers. The screams had sounded too familiar for comfort.
He couldn't, couldn't bring himself to fight. The stakes didn't come to him. The seal didn't exist to him. The usually tranquil forest had roared with the sounds of the clashing steel, the hurried footsteps, the cries and mockery of the faerie - something like the dragon's voice had called his name in harsh rebuke, and whether it truly was her or Caim, Leonard didn't understand and stumbled blindly back to the garrisons in a piteous attempt to flee.
Too cowardly to die, and too starved to survive.
All that was clear to him against the roar of noise was his own breathing, the feeling of his heart pounding in its chest, and the crushing weight of the guilt from that thought repeating itself in his head like a mantra. Leonard struggled to break out of it - do or say something that could stop this madness. Anything. A sickened cry sounded at the sound of the mercenary's own cold reproach, and the hermit struggled to respond.
"Caim, please...!"
He had tried to utter words, either protest or a plea, but his throat had grown tight and left only a quiet whimper. Was that all he could do? Beg...? Leonard's weapon trembled in his hands. He was truly weak... He could have done more than beg. Just like his brothers, there was a thought that told him that he could have saved them. But, it was all the same. His family murdered for the sake of shameful pleasure. The blood of children spilled only for his own protection - his own cowardice to even die correctly. All for himself, a pathetic existence unable to even lift a finger against the slaughter of children.
Some wretched noise, a ragged fight for strained breath against the pounding heart in his chest, could be heard against the armoured thumps of bodies against the ground. Even from a distance, Leonard's frozen body could be seen trembling uncontrollably. The polearm dangled limply from his hands.
"They are only mere children...!"
The last uttered words before the hermit collapsed to his knees were a heart-wrenching sob.
Not a voice of disgust, but a cry in horror.
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