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you know what hot take but i think nico is actually more like his mother while bianca is more like her father. hades and bianca are both incredibly independent and don’t like the idea of being tied down or having to look after people. bianca joined the hunters to essentially get a break from being a mother to her little brother, but also just to be free of attachment?? honeslty i think attachment and relationships scared her. and really she was kind of isolating herself from her family and regular kids by joining... sort of like how hades hides away in the underworld, away from olympus and his family that he doesn’t get along with nor really wants to be around. whereas maria and nico strike me as needing to be around people and desiring all kinds of relationships. i KNOW nico seems antisocial but if you really read deeper he’s an incredibly loving person and he forms attachments/falls in love incredibly easily. he was in love with percy like the day they met. same thing with will, nico had a crush almost immediately. he loved hazel right away. quickly became attached to reyna. he likes people but his trauma and unhealthy coping mechanisms get in the way of that. also both he and maria are sensitive and care about people that others fail to notice. maria falling in love w the god of death? nico being the only person to talk to hestia? or when he talked to bob? i just have a lot of thoughts about this

A set of Napier’s bones. An early type of calculator capable of addition, subtraction, multiplication, division as well as extracting square roots. England, ~1679 AD. [1280x1232]

Are fidget toys helpful for people with ADHD?? Like fidget cubes, fidget pens, etc...

I'm looking to buy one but I'm not sure to what extent it will actually be helpful

Happy anniversary! 🩺🪨

bet

support trans people.

Senkuu: Due to personal reasons, I will be going completely off the fucking rails.

Kohaku: Did you two sleep together?

Senku: No.

Gen: No.

Chrome: Double negative, that's a yes.

Senkuu: You’re one in a million.

Senkuu: That means there are 320 of you in the United States. Find yourself. Start an army. Over throw the government of a small Midwestern Town. Run shit

Gen: K

Senku: Ah, well potassium is a very nice element

Senku: Very reactive

Senku: Unlike that response you just gave

Senkuu: Okay, here’s the plan. First, we set off the fire alarms-

Taiju: Senkuu, we can’t set off an alarm if there’s no fire, we’ll get in trouble!

Senkuu: Okay, fine. First, we’ll start a fire-

Tsukasa: Welcome to the "Fuck Senku" club. In this house we say "Fuck you" to Senku.

Gen, Standing up: I think there's been a misunderstanding-

gen: thank you for agreeing to meet with me

senku: you just walked in here and started talking

gen: i don’t have time for a history lesson

Gen: You know, when one male dominates another, his testosterone level rises.

Senku: What's your point?

Gen: It's exciting to think you might be getting a testosterone level.

Senku: I'm so bi-

Gen: *eyes widen hopefully*

Senku: -lingual. I'm bilingual. I can speak fluent Japanese and English

Gen: *drinks water disappointedly*

Senku: *smirks* I also like boys

Gen: *chokes on water*

Gen: What’s the word for horny, but not like in a sexual way? Like, I’m horny for Halloween, but I don’t want to fuck a pumpkin, you feel?

Senku: Do you- 

Senku: Do you mean excited?

Gen: I was gonna say i need a therapist but then i realised i could be one myself.

i gotta find a good alternative to making im gonna kill myself jokes. unfortunately im finding very little that packs as much emotional punch that also doesnt sound super annoying

reblogging bcs every bit of this is just gold

Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

i have adhd, ocd + am currently obsessing over lots of ships from different fandoms instead of studying for my exams like im supposed to :P

open tags

it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore

whoopsies i seem to have butterfingers! they accidentally slipped-

btw the thing she couldn’t ignore was someone calling her out for saying anti-depressants/hormone therapy are only perscribed by lazy doctors

What the headcanon generator thinks of the Marauders Era

my mutuals can do that too but you dont see any snapple facts about them

muscle - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 335

“Shit,” Sirius mumbled, circling his arm as he walked into the dorm room, groaning a bit as pain shot across his shoulder blade and down his back. 

“Alright?” James asked from his desk, staring down at a letter with wide eyes. For a moment, Sirius got distracted, because he swore he recognized the handwriting from somewhere, but as he leaned forward to get a closer look, he was overwhelmed by a sharp jab again.

“I think I pulled a muscle or something,” he murmured, stretching this way and that to try to ease the pain. “Maybe at practice? Dunno, it hurts..”

Remus, who was reading a book on his bed, stood up. “Here, let me…”

Sirius couldn’t think of what to say. Before he could protest, the taller boy was behind him, hands curled lightly over his shoulders, pressing a thumb into just the right spot, making him melt as the pain slowly disappeared. But he couldn’t focus on the feeling, because he was too busy thinking about who was doing this. The fact that it was Remus’s hands kneading over his skin, causing warmth to burst from his muscles, lightly grazing his collarbone, eliciting sparks. 

He felt a blush creep up his face, and before he knew it, his eyes rolled shut, his body relaxing far too much into the other boy’s hold. But neither of them moved.

“Is-is this helping?” Remus murmured from behind him, voice husky and breath warm on his neck.

“Hmm,” Sirius hummed, not trusting himself to speak. He was too nervous to break the spell.

“Yeah. Seems very helpful.”

James’s comment caused both of them to jump apart, and Sirius turned to see Remus as red as he knew he was. 

“Me next, Moony?” James drawled, smirking as he kicked his legs up on his desk. “M’sure you give all your friends massages. Right?”

Both Sirius and Remus just looked away, scratching at their heads and mumbling excuses about needing to run errands on opposite sides of the castle.

a bottom-tier autistic experience is being told throughout your entire childhood that you are just an overthinker when it comes to social situations and later finding out that your friends did, in fact, hate being around you and tried to communicate that through weird little hints