Percy Who Refuses To Let His Anger Into His Home. Percy Who Refuses To Hug Or Kiss Annabeth When He's

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

penelope didn't have to turn the tree bed into a riddle. she could have asked odysseus to prove his identity, to tell her something only he would know — which she actually did a few books earlier, when she asked the beggar to describe odysseus, and odysseus told her about a purple cloak with a particular golden brooch that she fastened herself twenty years ago. when penelope tells telemachus they have signs by which they'll know each other, you sort of expect more of the same. and instead, she decides to trap him. like a bug in a cup.

and it's delightful to me, idk, how odysseus has been trapped and cornered in various way throughout the odyssey, but arguably never so that he has to tell the truth to get out. (with the phaeacians, maybe? the omniscient narrator corroborates some of what he tells them, but do we really know everything?) and in fact he is not trying to get free of penelope. he wants something from her, wants to convince her, wants to be welcomed home, but until this point he's lied to her, revealed himself to other people before her, and been distant with her (though also patient! he doesn't try to strongarm or rush her into accepting him; it's his idea to sleep elsewhere).

except penelope isn't looking for him to be distant and patient. penelope lies in a way that requires odysseus to stop playing along — not only to prove that he knows what odysseus knows, but that he's willing to tell the truth about himself.

Golden hour was made for you baby

It was only for a moment but I could’ve stared at you forever.

Your hair turned to gold and your skin turned to honey, and fuck your eyes looked like you trapped the sun.

You were sitting and you leaned back and the light fell down on you so perfectly and I swear if kissing you wasn’t a gay awakening that moment would’ve been.

So yeah that’s what I was doing on a different app

I Understand now holy fuck

Fuck all I can think about is hands crawling under my hoodie from behind.

Don't you want to creep your fingers up my sides to my shoulder blades? Trace your name down my spine and do some fake outs under my arms? Goose my sides until I'm a squirmy giggly mess in my chair?

I'll even ask nicely if you promise not to stop until I'm thoroughly melted, just for you

Rose 🌹 💕

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Everyone at G.U.N. is freaking out because Stone suddenly vanished.

The little sword flicks aiwnsjdndksmxmdmdmdkkskdjfjd

One of my favorite things in Merlin is how you can clearly see Bradley James getting sword fighting training and improving at it as time goes on. Like, season 1, all Arthur sword fights are Duels With Helmets and minimal closeups, and then by the end of the show he's doing these choreographed long takes that look effortless. I just love seeing the progression.

Nooooooo pretty baby dont sob what if i do this when you get back???? would you like that?

The absolute urge to just POUNCE on someone and tickle them silly is just unbearable, I crave to sneak up on someone and trap them in a bear hug and just lazily flutter my fingers around their ears, neck or sides and hear the sweet giggles that follow. Having no friends in here to do that with is such a pain

It’s not even 7 in the morning but the urge to cook is insane

I'm trying to make a good pot roast in my crockpot, but after I take it out it gets dry. It's on "low" (whatever that means) for 8 hours. I've tried searing it before and still dry. It's submerged in plain water with some herbs and spices for that time. Am I over/undercooking it? It's a cut with low fat %, is that why?

I love you. I think you learned how to make pot roast from someone on Opposite Day, or perhaps April 1st. The only thing you got right is 'low heat for 8 hours'.

Choose a fatty cut of tough meat. Look for lots of fat marbling on a Chuck roast or Shoulder roast. Tough meat has a ton of flavor, and the fat keeps the meat from drying out. The long cook time on low heat, plus acids will make 'tough' meat into a pull-apart, melt-in-your-mouth glory.

Make sure the meat is completely thawed, NOT frozen.

Plain water and nothing else except herbs/spices is.... not what I'd do. A lot of flavor can come into the broth when you add whole carrots (minus the carrot top!) and quartered onions in there. I'm a fan of adding some big chunks of pumpkin or butternut squash and chunks of turnip as well.

I think using red wine for part of the liquid base, and adding a hearty helping of worcestershire sauce will also help the flavor and making the meat 'melty.' The acid and alcohol will draw more, and different flavors from the meat and vegetables that water alone cannot do. Makes it richer.

For my very best pot roast recipe, which had my wedding guests fuckin' clamoring to get the recipe; I cheat. I'm not ashamed of that fact. For the richest, most face-punchingly meaty tasting broth, go to an asian market (or online) and find a mushroom hot pot soup base. It'll be a thick liquid inside a bag, which you then dilute with water. Use THAT as the liquid base (remember to dilute it!), and add your wine and wocestershire sauce to it, along with those herbs & spices. Your whole face will be blown off with flavor. It's the best.

What if

We’re relaxing and you make a joke, and we’re both laughing, and i wanna hear more of that laugh so i poke your side. You squeak and i do a fake gasp as if i was surprised but i mean really, you would giggle if i poked your ankle, so it’s not surprising at all. But still i act all surprised and then go ahead and tickle you until your ears are red and then pull your shirt up to kiss your tummy, wait a moment for you to be flustered, and then blow a raspberry right on your side where i kissed until im running out of breath and you’re laughing

And then what if i did that, kissing and then blowing a raspberry, then moving to kiss the next spot and just loop that, what if i did that until i was lightheaded. And then i get a little wobbly and you’d probably get concerned but i’d be too giggly to fully realize and just wanna kiss you because if my baby’s upset why wouldn’t i wanna kiss the baby??? and if you go to ask if i’m ok i’ll just kiss you and blow another raspberry until you stop worrying and actually just laugh until you can’t hide the adorable snorts and gasps and yelps and screeches over my nails tracing and spidering all across your ribs and hips while i’m kissing and covering your tummy with raspberries until we’re both too giggly to keep going. And then just curl up to cuddle with you

And if i just so happen to squeeze your sides or kiss the back of your neck and then blow a raspberry? While you’re all tickle tired and can’t stop the giggles? Well that that’d be amazing and you wouldn’t have to worry about being cold because i would be blushing hard enough to be a furnace from how absolutely adorable you are