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somewhereincairparavel · 1 month

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okay but imagine. Thalia Grace, after Jason's death, in a fit of desperation, comes racing to Nico di Angelo, wanting him to summon his ghost, because she just wants to talk to her brother one last time. Before it's too late. Before he reaches Elysium, since the closest she could get to talking to her brother after he goes to the hero's paradise is through dreams, and that wasn't enough for her. Seeing his fragmented soul through dreams is not nearly good enough. She wants the message to reach him. The real him. Not a loomy remnant. She wants to apologise, as she feels her soul being hollowed out with guilt.

She should've looked for Jason, even after their mother told her that he's dead.

She shouldn't have been so busy with the hunters that she would have to cut their brother-sister conversation short.

She should've realised how much her brother craved her attention.

She should've come to the chb meeting that she'd promised jason she'd come to, she shouldn't have made her brother wait like a lost puppy.

The look in jason's eyes when she told him she'd have to leave was etched on to her face. Permanently scarring her soul.

She should've been a better sister. She failed him. She failed to make him feel wanted. She hoped Jason didn't face his death thinking that she didn't need him. Because Gods of Olympus, that would break her.

And she poured all of these gut wrenching thoughts to Nico, who suprisingly listened. Yes. Nico did resent Thalia for being in the hunters of Artemis, the same group that got his sister killed. But listening to Thalia pour her heart out to him, really hit a little too close to home. The daughter of Zeus seemed to echo a young nico, trying aimlessly to summon his sister's ghost to talk to her. They both had the same hollow red eyes, burning with hot tears streaming down, the same crease in the eyebrows, the same flicker of rage over their siblings's murder. At that moment, Thalia Grace looked as unthreatening as the king of all god's daughter could possibly look like.

But Nico was glad, that Thalia, atleast cared about her little brother to this extent. Up until this point, Nico had these lingering doubts if Bianca had really cared about him like this, she had dropped everything to join the hunters after all. Hearing Thalia talk about jason had healed his inner child. Maybe big sisters do think about their younger brothers, no matter how busy they appear to be... So he complied to her wishes. She deserved closure from her brother's death. It would do Jason some good too.

He poured all of his concentration into summoning the son of Jupiter, as Thalia anxiously chewed on her nails, pacing around the murky woods in anticipation. Until a wispy figure with rimmed glasses and neatly cropped hair, appeared in front of them.

"Hello, sis."

Nico di Angelo and Thalia Grace were more or less the same, when it came to wanting to make amends with their deceased sibling.

Except Thalia was the older sister who wanted her younger brother back, And Nico was the younger brother who wanted his older sister back.

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lazycranberrydoodles · 9 months

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xie lian texts like a grandpa … i imagine pre confession their texts would be a graveyard of hua cheng’s failed attempts at flirting

xie lian's profile picture is from the manhua by starember / follow for more of hua cheng Ls

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caramelldansenu · 7 months

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sketches while i was rewatching adventure time

+sketches after Jerry

#idk man i have to put these somewhere in case my phone dies 😕#i dont really like any of these lol #except for betty ❤️#adventure time #fionna and cake #art #fanart #drawing

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brokenyouth · 9 months

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i feel so silly reading classics and feeling surprised when something unexpected happens like the entire world already read this and i'm sitting here in shock like "wdym hamlet just killed polonius⁉️😧"

#txt #shakespeare #hamlet #the other day my phone died i just thought it'd be a good idea to read some of the books #i bought ages ago for either school or college lol

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wulfhalls · 2 months

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they put my tiny baby boy to sleep today. they took him away from me he was my whole wide world and more without him I'd have killed myself thrice over in the last 8 years he was my everything he was so good and loving and sometimes so endearingly stupid and headstrong and lazy he loved his little boxies and scratches behind his ears and he let me hold his paw but hated when I did it to his tiny feeties he is the very best boy there ever was and idk how to exist in a world without him in it he used to follow me from room to room like a dumb idiot tiny dog and even when I was so depressed I didn't think I'd get out of bed he was always there always making me feel not alone and now he's gone. those are the last pictures I took of my idiot baby boy in his boxy. I just wanted someone to know that I love him more than the whole wide world and I'll never not miss him and that i love him and love him and love and everywhere I look is a place he isn't anymore and it makes me wanna end it all. I love you so much forever

#we used to fight our way thru moby dick together and now he'll not be there to finish it with me #had to put the phone down three times cause i was hyperventilating so much lmaooooo the way ill just never recover from this lol #like that was my boy. MINE my baby #ive never been this sad in my life not even when my grandfather died is that horrible #thats my precious baby and he was so brave until the very end #it doesnt even seem real like thats my babey he cant be gone he can't be #my teeny tiny little baby boy #if i never log on again ill have killed myself over this #anyway no one even acknowledge this i dont wanna talk about it i just. i needed everyone to know that he is my whole world and that #i love him more than anything and that i miss him.and miss him.and miss him even tho hes only been gone two hours #bb baby #txt.me

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sealrock · 26 days

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the major arcana, shuffled: 4/??

THE HIGH PRIESTESS; ⤉ spirituality, higher power, mystery, subconscious ⤈ hidden motives, secrets, repressed intuition, cognitive dissonance THE EMPRESS; ⤉ motherhood, femininity, nurturing, harmony ⤈ smothering, negligence, lack of growth, insecurity THE EMPEROR; ⤉ fatherhood, structure, authority, control ⤈ tyranny, domination, recklessness, rigidity

#mypost.#ffxiv gpose #ffxiv screenshots #ffxiv oc #ffxiv:tma #oh boy a 3 for 1 deal!!!#ty to fheythfully for your portrait tutorial!! :D #my game crashed when i was making this and i was about ready to pass away #the idea for this was 'haunted family paintings' with a dash of dorian gray #i intentionally fucked up the facial expressions with crimes & used photoshop filters to achieve the decaying effect of the reverse #for the people who don't know the tatlongharis (aka paris' maternal family via andromache):#the priestess is their aunt cassandra / the empress is their grandma hecuba / the emperor is their grandad priam #paris never met their grandma because she died way before paris was born #how did she die? priam accidentally caused her death but she (and cassandra) predicted she would die b/c they have the echo #so there you go :)#also i tried to match the crowns to the card names but i don't think i got close lol #body horror cw #just in case #notice how hecuba's face is all mangled while priam's flesh is wasting away. like the rotten corpse he is #as per usual flip your phone around to see the reverse sides #🏵️

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stackyshenanigans · 5 months

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Woe! Cringe be upon ye

Watch me slowly get the hang of motion tracking lmao

#there is a list on my phone of SO many more of these but it was getting too long so.#might post a part 2 eventually who knows #as far as i'm concerned ''lemme see what you have'' is canon #so is ''what the fuck richard'' and ''is scott here''#the vampire dies in no time #kyuuketsuki sugu shinu #I SHOULD'VE PUT JOHN INTO THE MISS KEISHA VINE BUT I JUST CANCELED THE SUBSCRIPTION ON MY EDITING SOFTWARE LOL #anyway i've been editing these so long i can't tell if they're funny anymore lol please let me know

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fours-writings · 5 months

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thinking about… immortal y/n.. and virus riddled moon…

you take this job because honestly? why the hell not. looked cool on paper and paid well. since you weren’t about to go any time soon, you might as well get a good job while you’re at it.

you arrive late evenings. sun’s still out by now. you find him silly and decide to befriend him.

he’s a little concerned at how reckless you are— what with that one time a shelf fell on you and you ended up coming into work the next day seeming completely fine, and also the fact you tried to copy his signature dove into the ball pit and he swears you should’ve at least broken a few bones from that fall —but also likes how determined you are. most people are scared of him, purely because he’s an animatronic, and yet you keep on interacting with him without fail.

when night comes, the lights go out, and you have to go out on patrol, moon is there to join you.

he thinks you’re cocky. thinks you’re stupid for trying to be close with him. is scared he’ll hurt you like everyone else.

he also thinks you’re a dick, because you seem to antagonize him on purpose. you poke fun, argue with him, mock him, refuse to sleep… he can’t tell whether this is a breath of fresh air or another reason he’s starting to lose more control by the day.

meanwhile, you just think his reactions are amusing. it’s even better when you get that instinctive rush of fear when he threatens you.

moon keeps his distance. keeps a firm grip on his self control.

you don’t.

and so, inevitably, something bad happens.

another night, another patrol, and another round of banter. he didn’t know why whatever you said affected him so much, but he finds himself losing control. glitches and warnings blurring his vision.

before he realizes it, he’s stealthily coming up behind you… and suddenly, his hands are around your neck.

[continues below: CW for blood, gore, and decapitation]

you obviously jerked to tug away from him, your much smaller hands clawing at his. but all he does is grip harder.

you choke and squirm, but your attempts are futile. his claws automatically come out, digging into soft, vulnerable flesh.

to his surprise, it only takes a few more moments before your head comes clean off.

he doesn’t realize how your body doesn’t drop. how your blood is shockingly… not warm. how your hands reach upward toward your now-headless neck.

all he can pay attention to is the weight. of your head in his hands. your blood dripping down his casing.

the glitches recede, and all he can feel is an overwhelming sense of guilt.

not again. he didn’t mean to. he wasn’t paying attention.

not again.

“Can you give me my head back now?”

if he had a heart, he would’ve gotten a heart attack right then and there.

he optics flick down to your somehow still standing body, his hands beginning to shake.

“B—.. but I— you just…—“

“Mhm, yeah, just hand over my head already.”

despite how baffled and scared he is— at you, at his own actions, at this damn situation —he somehow musters up enough strength to carefully lower your head to you.

you aren’t careful as you take it back, turning it around to reveal your unamused expression. you grimace at the sight of him, covered in your own blood.

“Yeah, you might wanna wash that stuff off before it dries,” you say casually as you put your head back on your shoulders.

one moment, the blood is pouring from your mangled neck. the next, the wound is gone, nothing but the blood caking your form giving any hint there’s even been an injury in the first place.

“Stuff starts glowing all weird ‘n shit after a while,” you continue nonchalantly, “and by then it’s going to stain, so.. yeah, we’re probably gonna have to stop at a bathroom or something.”

you huff out a sigh as if annoyed by the inconvenience of being distracted from the patrol.

it was as if you didn’t even care about the fact he literally just took your head off.

“…how..?” moon finally mutters out, reaching toward you.

you actually roll your eyes at this, eyes flickering down toward the bloody mess on the floor.

“Your guess is as good as mine, pal,” you say, already turning to start walking toward the nearest bathroom or maybe supply closet.

he scrambled to follow, still shaking as he tries to ignore the feeling of blood covering him.

“W-Why aren’t you..?” the rest of his question hangs in the empty air.

why aren’t you mad i killed you.

you paused, then turned to him again.

you looked bored, but there was at least the smallest hint of pity in your eyes.

“You’ve acting weird lately,” you hummed, turning back to continue walking, “don’t blame you for it. At least I finally know what your limit is now.”

there’s something about the way you shrug at the end of your words that tugs at his wires.

anger. guilt. excitement.

the feelings all pool in his circuits, swirling and mixing into an explosive cocktail.

he looks down at his hands.

he recognizes the sight.

but it feels different for a multitude of reasons now.

he doesn’t want to believe whatever just happened. he wants to think the virus is tricking him, making him believe you somehow survived. that this is some sort of sick fantasy to help him cope with the fact he just killed his counterpart’s best friend.

he’s pulled from his thoughts by the feeling of your hand wrapping around his wrist. he wants to pull away, but he just can’t.

for the first time, he notices how cold you are. not that you’re freezing, but you’re definitely not warm enough for the average human. enough to keep you moving, but not enough that you feel alive.

“Moon, come on,” you say impatiently, tugging at his wrist, “we need to clean, like, everything up before someone else comes around and sees.”

against his better judgment, his cleaning protocols perk up at the mention.

he wants so badly to resist. to ask more questions. to wrap his own hand around your arm just to test if this magic worked with more than just your fragile neck.

he lets you pull him along, silent and confused. the nearest supply closet isn’t too far. neither is the bathroom. he wonders which you’ll go for first

#reader insert #daycare attendant x reader #moon x reader #somewhat #drabble #angst #tw g0re #tw blo0d #tw choking #tw decapitated head #my phone keeps overheating every time i use tumblr lol #*dies for a month* *comes back with this* *not so subtly scuttles back into the darkness*

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alukaforyou · 7 months

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every time i go out, i see SO MANY PPL w this exact claw clip hairstyle!!!

#me x mads 4eva #i just got my roots done last week so i dont have to draw myself w black regrowth yayyyy #i didnt kno lee dong gun aka the sexy fuked up prince from queen from 7 days had that iconic dialogue like that was him????#yall i for real struggled drawing that red outfit help i donut like it #will not be drawing him in it again : |#naruto #mads #uchiha madara #sowwy dis weeks madarapicmonday is a shitpost lol #also if ur wondering y my wip quality is always so bad its cuz i put it thru hella filters on my phone photo editor #cuz i rly dont feel like doing post production on a WIP in photoshop 😩 thats for the final piece baybey!!!#madarapicmonday #alulu art

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wejustvibing · 2 months

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difficult day. just lacking the confidence in the rear of the car. and then in the setup we did some work from session to session changed the car quite a bit. but, underlying issue with the rear end that i was struggling with, so i had a couple really big moments out there. and in these high-speed areas, you need to have full faith in the rear of the car and i just haven't got that yet. all i want is a stable rear and then i'll be happy, so that's what i'm working on. - Lewis Hamilton

#again...i am just glad i missed it lol #oh well #lewis hamilton #f1 #saudi arabian gp 2024 #jeddah gp 2024 #my phone died on me (again... nbd) so i had to take this from youtube

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catastrouge · 1 month

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