Not Talay calling Puen my baby boo in his thoughts in novel 😭😭😭😭 this is sickening and i believe in six years he will call him like this in Puen's face
THE AMOUNT OF LIFE ALTERING INFORMATIONS I'VE BEEN GIVEN IN THE PAST FEW DAYS IS HONESTLY INSANE AND WITH HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO REPLY TO THEM YOU'D THINK I WOULD HAVE ALREADY PROCESSED ALL OF IT AND MOVED ON BUT NO IM STILL VERY MUCH SCREAMING SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP BLOOD ON THE VERGE OF BEING INVOLUNTARILY COMMITTED
mr. i don't believe in love is really out there describing puen with words like adorable and cute and tiny and gentle and shy and comparing him to a kitten and thinking of him as his BABY BOO ARE YOU KIDDING ME HE'S DOWN SO BAD HE'S ON THE FLOOR HE'S BEEN THERE SO LONG HE DOESN'T EVEN REALIZE HE'S DOWN the way we all thought puen would be the one to come up with the most ridiculous and cheesy nicknames to give talay but it turns out he actually sticks to tee rak (dear/darling) most of the times while six years down the line talay probably spends his time calling puen a plethora of different names with the excuse he enjoys seeing puen blush every time he does that but the truth is that talay just genuinely thinks of puen in such sweet terms and needs to express all that love out loud GOD HE NEEDS TO GET UP TALAY GET UPPPPPPPPP
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Would you rather. Make time faster or slower?
Its a constant increase/decrease you cant change it. How much faster/slower would you go?
OH OH!!!!!!!!! WMRMRMEMM!!!!!!!!!!!!??!?!?!!!!!!!!!
OKOK UM. IT DEPENDS ON um the logistics I think. I'm not gonna ask you though so I can jsuf keep talking needlessly. Um. Okok. Logistics. You know like??????? Superhero movies. I'm specifically thinking of megamind let's not lie to ourselves you know megamind. And super whatever his face slows down time for a bit. If it's like that I don't think I'd want to do either really. Slowing down sad would make me a bit sad and speeding up time would kill me instantly (metaphorically and literally I think. Gonna get run over by a car or something) maybe If anything just slow down time.... then I can do things but everything would still be so horribly slow. I could do a lot of stuff thoucg
ermm!! If I was just slowing down like... all biological processes n stuff of the sort,,, like the earth spins slower (days longer) and people last longer (technically the same amount of time but it feels longer because years are relatively (to before) longer) and stuff, slow down time 100%. Never have enough time to do fuck all. Remaining unaffected biologically (and therefore being shitfucked in terms of sleep schedule n such) would be really funny though.
How much well. That really depends. It seems selfish, regardless of much you slow it down, you know? dragging everyone down with me. It's not really dragging them down persay but like..... eventually the novelty would wear out for most people I suppose. Who wants to be 13 any longer than they have to be. I do wonder, though, how many people would like... take the time . slow it down or whatever. Like there's a million storylines out there about extending life n such with characters who choose not to because they've already like... lived and whatever. Basically I wanna know if this is just a me thing or if everyone's content with how time is always running out
I don't think I would want to speed up time unless it's like a.... I remaining unaffected biologically type situation. Literally if I'm just going to die faster what's the point. Don't have enough time as it is. I DO think it would be funny to watch like. Time speed by. Like one of those "character sadly sits as life zooms by them" type things. That would make me really sad though.
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I love ugly bakugo so much like when he's making those ugly ass faces. I'd still hit if he was always like that tbh
LMFAOOO i still need to answer it, but someone else was saying this to me, too!!!
honestly... the faces are apart of his charm. if you didn't/don't like the faces, you don't like bakugo tbh. they're a package deal. And it's funny to think about him in like... 10-15 years+ STILL making them.
Like... when he smells moldy yogurt or sees deku on TV... or when the cat and dog aren't listening to him or you've been in the shower WAY too long and it's bedtime... and, and, and... I could go on forever lol.
Bakugo.... never change tbh <3
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Thalia started ruffling through the shelves in the grocery shop. She found a small squeaky rubber rat and examined it.
“Do you think if I told Jason this was actually this town mascot he would believe it?” She waved the little mouse in front of Bianca but not close enough for her to swat it away. “I just noticed I haven’t gotten him anything during this quest and you know how little brothers get when they feel you had a whole adventure without them…”
She lifted an eyebrow. “Thalia, we are in the middle of a quest.”
“Yeah?”
“This is not the time to be buying souvenirs!”
“Well, we gotta wait until Zoe, Grover and Percy come back so–,” she shrugged and went to the counter to buy the silly little rat. Bianca looked at her back, at the way she stood straight and her leather jacket seemed to make her shoulders look sharper. Thalia, with her black eyeliner and combat books, did not really project the image of a doting sibling but ultimately that’s what she was, wasn’t she?
“Isn’t it exhausting?” She asked her when she came back outside.
“What is?”
“Being an older sister all the time.”
Thalia blinked. Bianca tried to not avert her gaze. Even if she was blessed by Artemis now, the daughter of Zeus' intensity always seemed able to fluster her. Thalia Grace just seemed so sure of herself, no matter what. Like she knew exactly who she was and what she wanted. Bianca felt different now but no otherworldly touch, not even from the Goddess of maidens herself, could give her the answers to all her questions on a silver platter.
Thalia bit her lip: “I mean, of course it's tiring to try to wrangle a five year old when you are like, 12, but–” she narrowed her eyes and stared at the distance, like she could see the perfect explanation over the horizon. She looked back at Bianca. “You know, I remember how things were before Jason, when I was an only child.”
“Oh?”
“It sucked.” Bianca startled at the vehemency behind those simple words. “My mom– our mom wasn’t a good person, Bianca. I’m sure yours and Nico’s was lovely but before Jason, I was just a burden to her. Something that dragged her down. After a while I noticed she didn’t want me. And I was, like, six.”
Bianca frowned. That didn’t sound right. “Thalia–”
She raised her hand and immediately the hunter of Artemis fell silent. “No, you asked me. You opened this can of worms, Bianca,” her eyes seemed to flash, blue even more vibrant lined by black. “I saw my mom go from a coldhearted woman to the picture of motherhood when Jason was born. I guess, looking back, that should have made me resent him but, honestly? I was just happy my mom was back. She started talking to me again and like, really seeing me.”
Thalia’s chin trembled but she lifted her face instead of hiding behind her bangs. “I was little but I understood that with Jason I wouldn’t be alone anymore. I guess it’s different for other siblings, but that’s how we’ve always been, you know? Luke used to say–”
Thalia made a face and for the first time lost her train of thought. Bianca wringed her hands together. She hadn’t known Thalia for long but the heartbreak in her downturned eyes seemed out of place.
“Thalia?”
She seemed to snap out of it. “He used to say he didn’t know where I ended and Jason began.”
“That’s–”
“Sounds kinda unhealthy, doesn’t it?”
“Will you stop interrupting me?”
“Sorry.” Thalia deflated.
Bianca cleared her throat, trying to seem more poised than she really felt. “I don’t know if that’s… unhealthy but it feels like you only had each other when you were kids.”
“Like you and Nico.”
Bianca hesitated. “Right.”
Thalia looked at her and crossed her arms. She sighed. “They tried to recruit me as well, you know? The hunters,” before Bianca could come up with something to say, Thalia kept going. “Even if I made the opposite choice, I get it, Bianca. I was so tired of feeling powerless, of running for our lives and seeing danger in every corner. I wanted an out.”
“But you didn’t become a hunter.”
Thalia gripped the sides of her arms. “I could never leave him. He’s all that I have,” her knuckles turned white. “I already lost him once.”
She frowned. “You were the one that died, though.”
“Yes, and believe me I do not want a repeat of an actual death experience but, all those years? I didn’t notice them. It was like I was sleeping. He was the one who had to grow up without me.”
It was Bianca’s turn to look away. “I’m gonna barely see him now, aren’t I?”
“Probably once a year, if you are lucky. The Hunters kinda hate the campers, I don’t know if you noticed.”
“Oh, I noticed.”
Thalia snorted. They shared a couple of moments of silence. It felt almost companionable.
“But it’s gonna be good for us, right?”
Thalia looked at her, at the subtle glow of her skin and the intricate braid going down her back. It was clearly already a good thing for Bianca.
“As long as you don’t follow my footsteps I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
“Thalia! That’s so morbid!”
Thalia laughed. But by the end of the week she would recall this conversation and curse fate, and Bianca, and whoever was responsible for killing another older sister who was just trying to prove her own worth.
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