This Is Florida By My Grandparents…. Why Is It Snowing?! They Have Three Or 4 Inches Of Snow Now!!

New hyper fixation go brrrr

I still need to watch the show, but I read one too many fanfics about this gremlin (affectionate)and needed to draw him-

(ignore how the eyebrows look weird, i’m still learning how to draw them-)

God damn.

This post be older then my bird-

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nobody tears through library books quite as fast as a 12 yr old girl with no friends

Bartender: thanks for stopping that bar fight, spiderman. Can I get you a drink? It’s on the house

Peter: thank you, but I can’t

Bartender: why not

Peter:

Bartender:

Peter, trying not to give his age away: I’m pregnant

:D

Stop making me cry tumblr, I’m begging you-

Sometimes Percy forgets he and Jason come from too different worlds.

Percy: Easy Jason, it's alright if you mess up.

Jason: No, it's alright if you mess up. If I mess up I've failed, and I fail I might as well be dead.

Percy: I think you're taking this a bit too far.

Jason: Percy you could trip over your own feet and at least five people would stop to help you up. When you fall people catch you.

Percy: What about you?

Jason: What about me? If I did that I'd be thrown away like a used rag.

Percy: Jase that's not true.

Jason: Your camp would never think to replace you. Your friends would scour the earth and the underworld to find you.

Percy: They didn't look for you?

Jason: No, they replaced me with you. Your camp loves you for who you are. If I'm not the perfect son of Jupiter...Than I might as well not exist at all.

Dam It tumbler, stop making me cry with bitter sweet posts-

Thalia doesn’t keep many things in the hundreds of years she’s been alive. 

But long ago, there were people, their names all but distant memories, who mattered in her 1st lifetime. It’s their things that stay hidden in her bag, reminding her of her mortal life. 

A blue hoodie, worn almost threadbare. The scent of its original owner, long since leached from the fabric. But if she closes her eyes, she can almost see the blue eyes of her first and only love. 

A pair of glasses. Frames cracked and crooked. A reminder of a brother she never got to truly know. 

A baseball cap. It’s magic long faded, branded with a forgotten logo. Memories of a blonde girl laughing hidden deep within. 

A letter. Ink fading, paper yellow. The last words of a dying friend. Words that wish her well, words that wished her well in a world they had fought side by side to save. 

Thalia doesn’t keep a lot of things, but even after all this time, Luke, Jason, Annabeth, and Percy will stay with her forever. The memories of her first family to remind her why life is so beautiful.

I have strong opinions and I want to talk about it

Okay here’s an ask game

Send me a ship and I’ll answer three questions based on if I ship it or not.

Ship It

What made you ship it?

What are your favorite things about the ship?

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Don’t Ship It

Why don’t you ship it?

What would have made you like it?

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

very tired of the ‘Dick Grayson is mostly a pretty boy with bad puns, golden retriever vibes’ trope. Give me German Shepherd Dick. Give me the ‘consummate performer’ Dick. The one all, brilliance, bloody smiles and showmanship, the one with razor sharp wit and charm made weapon. Dick who seamlessly switches between a million personas. The one who doesn’t know what to do when the show’s over. Give me the Dick no one wants to be on the wrong side of because Nightwing might not start battles, but he finishes them. The only one whose threats the entire Batfam (including Bruce) takes seriously. The one fear toxins can’t affect because he’s been to hell and back.

The Dick who unlike Jason doesn’t even mention how much he’s been fucked up and survived. The one the Joker knew he couldn’t break.

And wonder if that was the guy who blow up the girl’s bathroom back in 8th grade-