imagine being 15 (terrible) and you live in a basement and are only allowed outside every once in a while under strict conditions (isolating) and then you watch your father get literally torn apart by demons (traumatizing) and then a bunch of strangers inform you that you are genetically one of those cultlike child soldiers that your dad always warned you about (migraine inducing) so now you have to go to their weird house in the middle of nowhere and live with the other child soldiers (frightening) and then the brain short circuitingly attractive guy who held you at knifepoint keeps sleeping outside your door and he and his sister keep following you everywhere (SCREAM???) and then some college aged guy shows up while you're collecting stuff to sell when you run away and announces that not only are you a child soldier but your ancestors were like famous and he's basically jesus and also your only living blood relative, and then busts you for stealing and gives you a therapy speech about how you shouldn't throw your life away (HUH???????) and then a bunch of annoying bigots come into the house and keep yapping at you about their shitty ideology (migraine inducing part 2) and also the government is falling apart, you're having your bisexual awakening at a REALLY inconvenient time, there's some guy committing heinous crimes against nature to raise his girlfriend from the dead but then he dies and turns into a demon magnet, you get multiple concussions, and a bunch of strange arcane mystical figures keep ominously trying to figure out why you look familiar (WTF)
also it's been 1 week
bitches be like “oh i love the pjo series!” then only ramble on about the minor characters and ignore what is written in cannon
its me i’m bitches
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYBODYYYYY 💕💕
or happy national singles day, whichever you celebrate 🤷🏻♀️
shout out to the disgustingly cute couples currently taking up all my spare brain space; masonyew, kitty, faramer and about seventy other folks I ship :D
love y'all! have a great day!! <333
Side charaters>>>>
are fucking awesome
better than the main ones in almost every scenario
(particularly Apollo cabin ones)
(no I'm totally not biased)
hii i hope this doesnt sound weird but i think ur super cool and i love interacting with you !!
omg! that's not weird at all, it's super sweet, tysm! I love interacting with you too, you're such an amazing person <333
have a random need and urge to expand on the difference (in loving terms) between being hugged and being held.
like, to be hugged is a mutual sort of 'I love you', a small or big gesture that implicates a need to be close or have some form of physical contact. it can have different levels of love, whether it's a thing you do with your friends or something that you do with a person you love deeply and romantically, it can mean a lot of things.
for some people, it's a simple gesture that can happen in everyday life, and you don't even think about it.
for others, it's a huge thing, something that you only do with people you really mean it with. it's something that eases you and makes you feel good, like kisses (which I might have to get into another time lol)
but being held is a very different thing, and I've been thinking about it quite a lot recently.
to be held can be a one sided thing, unlike hugs, which are normally two sided, and it's can come off as more than a need for physical contact, it's a need to be loved.
being held is, in my view, also a lot more romantic, or at the very least something you only do with someone you trust a hell of a lot. it's more of a 'letting someone else take care of you' sort of thing, where you've gone back to basic needs and you just need to know you're loved. to hold someone is to protect them or comfort them, less of a simple loving gesture, more of a I've got you.
don't get me wrong, it is one hundred percent something you'd do with someone you love, but if you hold someone it can be a way of showing you love them, less of just showing each other love. like, something that you use to comfort someone and reasurre them that they are loved, something that you might know about yourself, but maybe they're not so sure, which is a whole other page of shit to explain, but yeah.
just, interesting, I think. small gestures that can mean so much to some people, and nothing to others.
this week's word is...
Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.
Dru: Kit Herondale.
Dru: the ladies want him, the men want him, my brother wants him, the Clave wants him-
Mark: for nEmoCRacY-
Ty is the most relatable character Cassie has ever written, not because he hates himself or struggles socially or anything, but because he spent several months avoiding his psychotic great-aunt by hiding in a barn and referred to it as a "strategic retreat"
she/her/concerned ][ bisexual ][ talk to meeeeee I don't bite I promisee
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