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murk888 · 17 days
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Aro 👉👈
I DIDN'T HAVE MY TWILIGHT STAGE IN TIME, OKAY?!? Now I watch the films while dying from laughter most of the time, their faces I can't-
MICHAEL SHEEN >>>>> 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐
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uncanny-tranny · 11 months
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The sheer pity party some alloromantics expect of aromantics is really funny to me. The expectation is that we ought to feel broken or afraid that we will never be worthy of anything if not for a romantic relationship, but as the years go on, I've been so much less inclined to feel those ways.
People expect aromanticism to feel like a prison, and I think that's looking at it wrong. My aromanticism never imprisoned me - amatonormativity did. Being aromantic taught me that I can never and will never be "made whole" through romantic attraction. Amatonormativity teaches that to be whole is to be pursued, to be in love, to be possessed, essentially. Being aromantic has freed me of those expectations because I had to break those chains in order to truly understand what will make my life worth living.
I've been finding more and more that being allo will never appeal to me - I don't give a flying fuck about allo being "normal," and frankly if being normal means being allo, I simply just won't be normal.
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aq2003 · 2 months
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ten x rose love loses moodboard - space girl by frances forever // doctor who (2005) 2x03 doomsday // why losing rose was so devastating on doctor who, according to david tennant // twitter user arojotaro // tumblr user heartless-aro // against the kitchen floor by will wood // doctor who (2005) 4x13 journey's end // julie gardner in the journey's end dw confidential // a screenshot of my discord messages
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violottie · 2 months
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im a lesbian
this is a lesbian blog
if you're a man, get the fuck out of here
you are not welcome here
no one wants you here
you do not belong here
you will never belong here
you will always be excluded from lesbian space
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i2krna · 3 months
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To recover from the stress of med school (exams in September are a sign of Satan's influence on the world) I've been re-reading some of @therealvinelle and @thecarnivorousmuffinmeta 's brilliant fics (seriously, I spent whole afternoons laughing like an idiot).
To have it set in the muffinelle-verse I used these for the casting:
Carlisle
Renata (with a charming fur hat)
Aro
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Here's a some quick paintings of a scene from Nebuchadenezzar's Dream, as screenshots form an hypothetical movie.
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(Luckily all other characters don't have any close up shot and can have vague and blurry features.)
Overall it was a fun exercise in working fast and loose and not getting bogged down in the details as I usually do when I work digitally.
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House of Hades Headcanon:
Leo Valdez and Calypso are Aro best friends.
Calypso, after finally getting freedom from her life of endlessly falling in love with men who leave her one day realises she doesnt want that anymore. Maybe she never really wanted it, only the idea of it. Thats why she would love them when they first arrived and grieved them leaving, because it was just an idea.
She wants to live a life without romantic love, without what she was forced to endure for (thousands of years?)
Leo Valdez, constantly trying to find a partner and going to extreme lengths, pulling up all the flirty posts he's saved on his phone but never actually knowing what a crush feels like. He talks to Percy about liking girls (seen as he's dating Annabeth), and after realising that he hasn't ever felt that quite the same. He thinks "oh, ive got it" and goes and speaks to Nico and finds out that its just the same thing but with guys. Leo is confused, Leo is scared.
Nico tells Leo to talk to Reyna (i hc her as acearo most of the time bare with me) and he tells her that he hasnt had "a crush" or "feelings" for anyone and hes not sure whats going on. Reyna gently explains that there are some people in the world who dont have crushes or feel romantic attraction for anyone, no matter their gender. Reyna further explains aromantisism to Leo and he realises, thats him. Thats what he feels like, thats what hes felt like this whole time.
Leo explaining to Calypso that he's aro but still caring about her so much, Calypso basically confessing the same thing. They hug. Maybe they cry. They go eat some burritos like good besties.
They are happy not pursuing what they originally thought was an integral part of them but now are realising that they can change and be who they are comfortable being.
Reyna, Nico and Percy watching on in proud parent/wine aunt mode. Will and Annabeth are sighing at how emotional Percy is getting.
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vvellerr · 6 months
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DO *NOT* ATTEMPT THE MOUNT MASSIVE 3:AM CHALLENGE ‼‼ (TOTALLY REAL) (NOT FAKE) (I DIED????)
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hiphopcherrrypop · 6 months
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it's ace week??? ok happy birthday shima sousuke
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floralcavern · 6 months
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Percy Jackson LGBT headcanons? Don’t mind if I do.
Percy: Heteroflexible. He had a moment where he realized ‘Oh shit, maybe I’m not as straight as I thought..!’ after doing a workout session with Jason. He felt so guilty about being attracted to someone else’s looks, he immediately told Annabeth, freaking out and not knowing what to do, but she put a hand on his shoulder and said “Percy.. hun.. I love you, but I think you should know I’m the exact same way with Piper. But you’re the only person I love. It’s ok to think someone else is attractive occasionally. But thank you for telling me. Also, I’m bi.”
Annabeth: Bisexual. How else would the charmspeak work so damn well on her?
Grover: straight ally, but he has bi-wife energy
Nico: He’s already canonically gay. So not much to say here.
Thalia: Aro spec lesbian. I take 0 criticism. (When I was first reading the series, I thought her and Zoë were salty exes lmfao)
Jason: Pansexual. He’s attracted to Piper, Leo, Percy, everyone and he doesn’t know what to do about it because all of his friends are so damn hot.
Piper: homoflexible. She thought she was straight because her first crush was Jason, but she realized that she is usually attracted to women. Her and Percy are heteroflexible-homoflexible solidarity.
Leo: Have you SEEN him? What a bi disaster.
Frank: Straight ally, but he is aesthetically attracted to men
Hazel: heteromantic asexual. Not much to say here, I just like the headcanon
I’m currently only on Son of Neptune and I’m only in ~150 pages right now, so these are the only characters I really know enough about to give them headcanons.
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kekaki-cupcakes · 1 year
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If you genderbend wednesday and enid you get solangelo.
I mean look at this:
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And then:
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tonyfavgirl · 3 months
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Didyme's fingerprints can still be seen in Aro's actions, even after her death
There are some videos on TikTok featuring Chinese people recreating ancient paper, ancient blush, ancient lipstick, and various other artifacts, using traditional methods passed down from their ancestors.
I strongly believe that Aro possesses such items.
Both Didyme and he were deeply enamored with humanity's ceaseless creativity, marveling at its ability to continuously invent and innovate in the most intricate and well-thought-out ways despite everything. They made it a point to purchase anything that remotely piqued their interest.
It didn't matter that all of those items were extremely expensive, especially considering the challenges of transportation, given that the Volturi resided in Volterra, and there is a considerable distance between Italy and China. The Volturi, having existed for centuries, had amassed significant wealth. Amidst the books, art pieces, and various objects accumulated over the years, Aro and Didyme actively worked to acquire these items from different continents, even though they knew they would never use them due to the meticulous care they took in maintaining their possessions.
As time passed, Didyme developed a deep fascination with jewelry, while Aro pursued a more mechanical path. While his sister sought out necklaces and bracelets, always sharing her finds with Athenodora and Sulpicia, Aro immersed himself in learning a wide array of skills. His fascination even led him to master the art of Chinese ancient printing.
Aro made it a priority to learn Chinese and traveled to China solely to acquire knowledge. He dedicated himself to mastering the intricacies of their ancient printing machine. Despite the rarity of his leisure moments, given his position as one of the rulers of an entire bloodthirsty race, he relentlessly attempted to recreate the print exactly as he had learned from the mind of the person he had read. His pursuit never wavered until he got it right.
When he did achieve perfection, it, of course, only signaled the beginning of a new learning journey. Aro, always seeking new knowledge, explored different realms of expertise. Didyme introduced him to the beauty of jewelry, initially something he hadn't paid much attention to, as he gravitated towards more obvious arts, such as sculpture and music.
However, like every truly good person in tragic tales, Didyme's life was cut short, and Aro found himself to blame. As the weight of his actions sank in — realizing he had taken the life of his sister, whom he had witnessed being born, whom he had taught how to write, whom he had seen learn to walk, whom he had waited to be older to be transformed and be by his side — Aro came to terms with the harsh reality that, for him, family, despite its significance, was not as powerful as the pursuit of power itself. In the aftermath, he needed solace and something to cling to.
For Aro, that anchor became Didyme herself and the love she had for jewelry.
In perhaps a desperate attempt to keep even a hint of his sister's memory alive or in a cunning effort to convey to Marcus the depth of his suffering (to this day, he remains unsure of the true reason), Aro learned the art of creating jewelry.
In the beginning, he simply observed others engaging in the craft, recalling the wonder with which his sister always regarded them. Nevertheless, one thing led to another, and now, much like Caius with his art room and Marcus with his personal library, Aro has his own workshop dedicated to creating all types of jewelry, from necklaces to rings, bracelets, and more.
Without skipping a single piece, he always creates two: one for himself and one to place in Didyme's room, among the countless other items he has never managed to discard, even thousands of years after her demise.
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rys-boys · 1 month
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Had a top surgery consult today
It's gonna cost far more than I anticipated :(
But it's okay I'll get there when I get there, I will get there though
This is the biggest dream of mine for so long
And to finally have a quote and a goal to save towards is amazing to me :)
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jazaesis · 4 months
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Aro was chronically ill his whole life, but never new the root cause and true severity until adulthood. He was always the kid who’s wrists hurt from spinning his saber, or knees ache from sitting too long while meditating. He always seemed to catch something everytime he left Coruscant.
It was’t long until Aro was unable to keep up with his classes and fell behind his peers. He was unable to keep up, which resulted in Aro nearly being ejected from the initiate program and ejected from the order. It was Master Ima Gun Di who advocated for Aro to be allowed to take the padawan trials at 14, and miraculously Aro passed.
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((A little fact: Nite keeps one of Aro’s emergency inhalers in his belt pouch in case Aro needs it, can’t get to his, or if it’s damaged in a fight. (A pressurized can and flying laser beams sound like a healthy mix.) Likewise, Aro keeps his daily meds in a pouch on his own belt.))
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chi-ow-hua · 2 months
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"How'd you find out about being a demigod?"
Will frowns "Didn't I already tell you? You know...in. When. Uhm-"
Nico laughs, releasing Will from his misery - a rather merciful move for a child of the underworld. Will is so obviously working on being more open; efforts that are as adorable as they are painful and never fail to make Nico feel all disgustingly gooey. Will is struggling but he is trying. Because Nico asked. All his life he has taught himself to only take care of others, his every instinct begging to downplay and soothe and ignore instead of confront and acknowledge or - gods forbid - admit it out loud. But Will is never one to do things by halves; never would've been able to wrestle so many demigods from the unforgiving grips of death, otherwise; and definitely wouldn't have followed Nico into literal Tartarus. So he does it anyways. Even if he refuses to give himself the same forgiveness and grace he extends to his patients.
Will may never believe it when he tells him that he is one of the strongest demigods in Camp, but Nico means it. So what if Will isn't the strongest fighter? He doubts Clarisse could ever be so openly vulnurable without having an aneurysm or giving into the urge to stab herself with her spear. Besides, it's not like he has to be. That's what Nico is here for, after all.
"You told me that Stymphalian Birds were involved. And that there was a turd in the subway. Not exactly a very thorough account" And then, because Will is still used to thinking in black and white and extremes and has the stupid tendency to take everything as a personal failure: "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I won't be mad."
(Will is working on that, too. "I feel like this is different. From my other friendships." he'd said. "Bad different or good different?" "Good." Nico nodded, because he felt it, too. "I don't think I'm in love with you" he'd answered then, because that was probably the truth as well.
So they kissed, because they both liked it; and they cuddled, because they both needed it; and they went on dates, because dates were fun; and they were obnoxiously affectionate when it was just them and Will's siblings, because their reactions were always hilarious; and they both made an effort, because it was worth it.
And Will, who had always needed words and files and terms and diagnostics couldn't explain it in a way that made sense. Whatever they had, it wasn't black or white. Sometimes it felt like it was on a completely different color spectrum, as even shades of gray didn't seem to quite cover it. But he was learning that that was okay, too. It was good, even. Not good enough, just good.)
So this is their dynamic now: Nico trying to get Will out of his shell without being too overbearing while Will (that son of a bitch) is a stubborn asshole about it. Sometimes, when Nico needs to go and take a walk before he either strangles the son of Apollo or says something he doesn't mean, he wonders how Will could've ever fallen for him. Nico is all too aware that he was probably even worse in the beginning - sometimes the guilt of it eats him alive, now that he is on the receiving end of it. But then there are moments like these, and Nico thinks he almost gets it.
No, the irony is not lost on him. And Kayla sure finds it absolutely hilarious, all "and so the giver finally becomes the receiver" and "a taste of your own medicine, mister doctor". Still, it's all too easy to slip back into their old roles. Will's position as head medic certainly doesn't help: Nico has lost count of how many times he's seriously considered threatening the entire camp to just not get hurt for one day that really can't be that fucking hard before realizing that promising serious bodily harm would be rather counter-productive in this scenario. He would be a huge hypocrite if he said that he wasn't part of the problem, too. It's all too tempting to blame his own less-than-stellar moments on everyone around him and hide behind his person to escape the consequences. But they know that they need to learn to open up and rely on themselves and each other if they want this (whatever that is) to work, so they keep trying.
Will nods. "No". Then he frowns, shaking his head. "No, I mean. Yeah. Sure. I guess I'm just curious why you're asking"
Nico shrugs, raising a brow. Because it's you, he doesn't say, because Will isn't the only one who has trouble saying the important things out loud. Besides, judging by his flaming cheeks, the message was received anyway.
And there really isn't much more to it. Of course he knows that most stories are rather traumatic, which is why he doesn't feel comfortable asking the other campers about it. He is somewhat aware of some of the arrivals - mainly from bragging Ares children, but he doesn't trust those as far as he can throw them. He has heard Sherman changing his story at least three times; the number of monsters chasing him magically multiplicating every time he recounts it. Either that, or they are Percy Jackson, which is its own category entirely.
Still, he can't help but feel that losing over half a century in a time-stopping casino is on a bit of a different level. Even for Percy Jackson standards. He is just so incredibly curious about what an average demigod experience is like. A curiosity that only grows as he becomes more and more aware of how his own life is definitely not that.
Will is always his go-to on that front. He never judges or laughs at Nico for asking questions, no matter how odd or stupid. It also makes it incredibly easy to mess with him, especially now that they are working extra hard on open communication and all that shit. Nico practices constraint, though. Mostly.
"Okay, so. This actually happened a few years before New York." Will's voice gets that nostalgic tone that always appears whenever he talks about his life before Camp. He's relaxed, now, all loose-limbed compared to the beginning of their conversation. Nico leans against him, own body relaxing in response. "I get these headaches sometimes, you know. Never figured out why. Ibu never worked. But one time I took Paracetamol and it just. Stopped."
Nico nods encouragingly. Will looks at him expectantly. It takes Nico a moment to realize that... that was the story. He straightens (ha, as if) up again. "Wait, that's it?" Maybe he should reassess his whole 'Will's life as the blueprint average demigod experience'-thing.
"Well, yeah." Will looks irritated, glaring at Nico and the shoulder he'd been leaning on. "Prick", Nico mutters, nontheless going back to their previous position. Will flicks at his nose in response. He doesn't have to look at Will to know he's wearing one of his stupidly triumphant smirks. "I was curious as to why paracetamol worked where ibuprofen had failed me so many times before. And do you know what I found?"
"A forgotten ancient myth about how Paracetamol was created by your dad?" Will flicks Nico's nose. Again. He can admit that it was probably deserved, though.
"No, stupid. I found out that we don't know how Paracetamol works. Isn't that insane? We take the pill. The pill works. BUT WE DON'T KNOW HOW IT DOES ITS THING!" He has a manic glint in his eyes that speaks of many sleepless nights devoted to exactly this question.
"So....you immediately went from that to greek gods are real? Just like that?"
"Obviously." Nico glares. Will has the nerve to smile at him. Fucking prick. As much as he complains about how impossible it is to know whether Nico is being sarcastic or serious, Will is infinitely worse. Especially because most people don't know to expect it.
Nico punches him, because sometimes fists speak louder than words, and Will just laughs. Nico moves away before he can get his nose flicked for a third time. It almost makes him miss the times people were still scared of him (that's a lie.)
"Okay, no." Will is still laughing, as if he hadn't just survived a blow by the Ghost King himself. Idiot. "But when Maron explained about gods and monsters and all that mess I remembered paracetamol and thought: yeah, that makes sense. Like, of course it's magic. You know?"
Nico just shakes his head fondly, once again stuck somewhere between amusement, endearment and just plain confusion. "Sure. Of course."
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mamawasatesttube · 2 months
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i need to write more konbart... i miss them... i still think it's a fucking crime that final crisis legion of three worlds didn't even let them hug. bart should've seen kon alive again and tackled him the second the fighting was over. bart should've latched on like a limpet and cried for at least an hour. come on.
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