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hazelknuts · 4 months
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Oh um hi again sorry for bothering u again
Aw, sweety, you're not bothering me. I want you to stop apologizing when you haven't done anything wrong, okay hon?
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heyzeil · 1 year
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could you do Wind Archer or Millennial Tree????
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I present you with a Millennial Tree!
(loving that image btw)
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tired tree father of 3 semi-feral elemental children and who is also god /hj
Sorry this took forever!! I got super busy with school and family events and it was a whole ahhhhhh time for me, but I’m bouncing back bb!!
(reblogs greatly appreciated!)
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liliesyonder · 10 months
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Hello! I’m curious about just like any Skittery thoughts you might have :)
!!! thank you for sending in an ask :D also omg hi !!!!
My thoughts on Skittery are much more sparse in comparison to let's say some of the other characters (Swifty, Bumlets, Sarah etc) but he's so fascinating to me especially with the characterization of fanon interpretation and how that's essentially created an image of projection for him. I put a divider because this is going to get long but I tried to shorten it as much as I could, sorry in advance!
A lot of my newsies ideas are primarily influenced by older newsies blogs like jackkellystories and former-main-blog-ignore have written about Skittery. They're just so so good, definitely recommend checking them out!
One thing I agree to a t with them about Skittery though is that guy has undiagnosed depression, and it get's worse in the winter. Throughout the movie he agrees a lot with Racetrack in being the voice of reason, and if not then increasingly pessimistic contrasted with the other newsies's attitude. I don't think he's the type that likes to wallow considering he knows that wallowing would get him worse off in the conditions he's in, but he's an over thinker by nature. He's petulant in the scene where Denton leaves Tibby's, crossing his arms over his chest and it reads so well for me to think that he's the type to set himself up for rejection but ultimately can't handle it very well. Although there's a unanimous agreement within fandom that Tumbler is essentially Skittery's little brother figure I didn't really read it that way for a while. I still think Skittery has a hard time connecting with Tumbler exactly for the reasons of him being pessimistic and willingly shunning any kind of hope so it's not dashed for him. However I do ascribe to the idea of Skittery being desperate for hope or good things, so I am not immune to him being a kind of older brother figure to Tumbler.
He also kind of strikes me as the type to half-ass things, I'm not sure why I think it's just that he'll put 50% of his effort into making his hair look nice but abandon cleaning off his vest. In regards to the other newsies I think he wants to remain passive, but get's way too invested in his role in the relationship he has with others to actually not care. This tidbit is mostly for me but I think he gets along with most of the other newsies if a bit distant, but cannot wrap his mind around how some of them act. (ie. one time Swifty just gave him food everytime he saw him, and Skittery was stumped about what that meant for about a week but didn't complain because free food)
That said he's definitely judgmental of how other's carry themselves. One, simply because that idea makes me giggle, and Two, I can see how he might use other's as a standard essentially for his own presentation subconsciously.
He's got so many issues (affectionate).
These are really shallow thoughts but thank you for reading. He's just a teenager trying to make it by while having the (absolute) worst time ever. And instead of making it easier on himself he's more inclined to be arguing over fallacies.
I FORGOT TO ADD. Very important, Skittery rolls his own cigarette's but they suck. He puts too little tabacco in the wrap and it's mostly just lighting up paper so no one takes them. Bumlet's rolls his cigarette's for him without charge, but everyone knows.
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brainweird-moth · 2 years
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Call or contact nintendo about sky's accessibility. They take it to heart. I called today about it and the lady on the phone was really distraught, I did bring up you as an example for you have to skip that area, and my own ehlers danlos syndrome that i could have a seizure.
Call or email them. They'll hit tgc where their money hurts
sorry so inactive again after say might not be :( basically hiatus because all this , and also stress kick ass
but really appreciate this , not something can do right now but want put out for others ;v;
on one hand have doubts about things like this have impact but on other … goodness just really want be safe play game , and if that means tell whoever can find in hopes carry fight along , well … why not ?
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grogusmum · 2 years
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Hazel you are an absolute delight. You're a gem. You're one of the kindest people I know, sweet and supportive, and you're such a joy to talk to. About anything and everything. You're an amazing friend and I adore you.
ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.
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mmavverickk · 7 months
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The children of the big three are painfully beautiful.
beautiful as poisonous flowers.
One touch and you're dead.
they are though—they’re venomous creatures, poisonous flowers, forces of nature. the world itself runs through their veins. gods treat them with caution; mere humans don’t stand a chance.
Percy is a riptide. he’s the calm of ocean, moments before its rage. he’s the sun on the beach, the warmth of the sand, the calming, constant crash of the waves. he’s the smell of the salt in the air and the cold of the water against your skin. you can swim, you think, you’ll be fine. he smiles and it’s more beautiful than a sunset over the shore. and then the pull starts. in seconds, you’re farther from shore than you’ve ever been before. trying to swim back tires you out and sees you no closer than before. in fact, now you’re even farther out. the water pulls you under, still as beautiful as it was from shore, and you can’t find your way back up.
Thalia is the eye of the hurricane. the deceitful calm at the end of the storm, luring you out from your shelter. there is nothing more peaceful, more still and tranquil. the sun peeks out from the clouds that surround you from all sides. the wind and rain have died. there’s a rainbow in the sky. the storm is over—except it isn’t. one moment is all it takes, and the hurricane is back with a vengeance. the wind tears at you, rain lashes at you, thunder shakes your bones in place. you walked too far from your shelter, and you might not be able to make your way back.
Jason is hail. the rain is beautiful. it’s a breathtaking storm: impressive thunder, streaking lightning, howling wind. the house shakes around you and the lights go out. the concussive sound of the rain on the roof is soothing, until it isn’t. until it isn’t rain, and the roof isn’t whole. now, the storm is invading your home. the hail is punching its way into everything it can reach. car alarms spring to life outside; those who were watching in awe are now fleeing in terror. it only takes one hit, after all—one lucky piece of hail—to end a life.
Nico is an earthquake. the planet is ancient; the ground was old before you were here and it will be old after you go. it’s sturdy, and supportive, provides life and food and shelter. long ago, when the ground danced, when it shook itself free and sent cities tumbling to the ground, they called it the gods’ wrath. now, it’s called plate tectonics. no matter what it is, no matter why it happens, it is lethal and dangerous and uncaring of those it affects. nowhere is safe when the world turns on you, and if it decides you and your shelter should fall, you will.
Hazel is a sinkhole. the appearance of stability, of rock-solid ground and firm foundations. nothing is wrong, will ever be wrong, she’s the rock that holds everyone up. and then that rock is gone, and you’re falling, down, down, down—your home collapsing around you, your belongings claimed by the morbidly hungry earth. there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, but is it sunlight, far, far above you? or is it magma, far far below?
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aroaceleovaldez · 1 year
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HoO is so funny to me when you actually think about the ages of all the characters. Octavian is 18. Percy and Annabeth are 16, almost 17. Reyna is presumably 16. Frank just turned 16, Jason’s about to turn 16. Leo and Piper are like 15. Hazel’s like 14 and a half, and Nico is 13.
The Death Sibs are both the youngest and oldest on the Argo II. Octavian is a college freshman getting into petty drama with a bunch of high schoolers. He gets told to shut up at one point by a random 8th grader. Everyone is scared of the 8th grader. We Sent A 13 Year Old To Superhell and he came back weirder, Just Like Middle School. TLH was just three high school sophomores being sent to do a task and it going Exactly Like You’d Expect. Percy’s the only demigod on the ship who can legally drive (though Reyna gets her drivers license at some point before TOA). What Is Happening.
#pjo#hoo#heroes of olympus#riordanverse#my second favorite thing related to this is like every time Hazel references someone's age especially in SoN it's just. blatantly incorrect.#she goes into very specific detail about how she's 14. detailing like exactly how many months it had been since her birthday#and when she died and when she was brought back. just like ''okay. im 14 and a half. got that? good.''#''anyways here's Frank. he's 3 years older than me'' like literal next chapter. we are told Frank is not 3 years older than her.#Hazel: Here's my older brother! [Nico is younger than her in literally every way feasible]#ive just decided Hazel is an unreliable narrator who is just really bad at guessing/remembering how old people are#which like. adhd mood. forgetting how old everybody is.#and she has the bonus excuse of saying her sense of time is skewed from being a ghost for so long#but it's just so funny every time she's just. with the upmost confidence. blatantly the wrong answer.#i want a scene of Hazel looking at Percy and just going ''hm. I bet he's like 20.'' and then learns he's 16#and she's just [surprised pikachu]#also we know it isn't an error that she's 14 cause in TOA she's like ''oh yeah im learning to drive!''#so she's 15 by then#it is however an error that *Nico* is said to be 14 in hoo cause he's 12 in TLO and 14 in TOA#but we know in HoO the reason that error was made was cause Rick hadn't figured out Nico's birthday yet#and he was flipping it between January or March#so he just forgot how old Nico is for a series and then we went back to normal
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percabeth4life · 4 months
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I feel like rick missed an opportunity when he made Frank closer to Percy's age instead of Hazel's. Like, I'm sure there are reasons (It's been a while since I read HoO, so I can't say what they are, but they're probably there(I hope)), but can you imagine Percy, on a quest with two kids that are 13-14 (I can't remember how old she is in SoN, can't find it either, so guessing low it is).
Even without his memories, he'd be halfway to feral, but once he got them back, I can't see him doing anything but going from protective to absolutely destroying anything that hurt them.
I also think it would have been hilarious to have Percy and Annabeth at like, 17-ish? And have the rest of the seven at like, 14 max. Percy and Annabeth are trying to keep this group of 13-14 year olds alive, and they're both screaming internally half the time. Sometimes, it's just screaming, but sometimes, they scream about how toddlers shouldn't be on quests.
(Side note this popped into my head while I was writing, so have a- thing
Annabeth: There's a bunch of babies, Loose on a quest! No one knows what the babies are going to do next, least of all the babies! They've never been on a quest before!
Narrator: The babies in question are 14, and they have, in fact, been on quests before. (She is right about them not knowing what they're going to do, though.))
Then again, maybe I just like big brother/protector Percy too much. (Reluctant and screaming big sister/mentor figure Annabeth is also fun.)
(And on a sadder note, Annabeth realizes this must be what Luke and Thalia felt like and almost starts crying.)
To start, you're absolutely right that it was a missed opportunity. Percy is, without knowing it, the most experienced of the questers, except Frank is nearly his age in comparison to Hazel (who should be 14 by math, but is 13 by Rick's declaration). I think it's less that he made Frank closer to Percy's age and more that he was trying to make Hazel younger than Nico.
But yes, it would've been super interesting to see him basically mentoring the other two, especially after he regained his memories. I feel it was a major missed opportunity to not have Percy and Annabeth trying to watch over the younger quest members, instead he aimed for weakening the two to make everyone else their equal. It's a shame cause it missed the opportunity for the younger questers to be major boons for their skills, rather than raw power.
And also, the two of them looking after younger ones and wanting to protect them but also having to risk their lives to save the world- and the rest being alone when Percabeth falls with Nico to help except half of them find him freaky- would've allowed them to grow into their own more.
It would also show how Percy and Annabeth really ARE the most experienced, how their quests haven't been the norm so even Jason who is remembering some quests hasn't done anything this insane before but Percabeth just takes it all in stride.
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sophswritingthings · 5 months
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hi love!! i was wondering if i could put in a request for a hazel callahan fic where reader is chronically ill and is in a bad flare up so she hasn’t been to school in a few days so hazel comes over to take care of her and there’s just lots of fluff and cuddling <333
pairing: hazel callahan x chronically ill!fem!reader
a/n: I went and did a little research, and I hope I do this justice babe <33 please enjoy!
summary: you’re going through a bad flare up; you haven’t been to school in a while. hazel, your girlfriend, shows up at your doorstep with essential oils and snacks.
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hazel was standing at her locker, pulling books and a backpack out of the long blue storage unit of a closet.
you hadn’t been in school the last few days; she could assume why. she knew of your illness; it wasn’t a secret you kept. you weren’t embarrassed about it, by any means, it was part of what she loved about you so god damn much. your confidence, your positivity.. they were things she didn’t have all the time. she admired you. as both a partner and a friend.
she practically slammed her locker shut, turning away with her backpack hanging on by one strap on her shoulder. she headed outside the school, the frosty wind hitting her face. she sighed, sprinkles of snow dancing on her hair and eyebrows. you always loved the snow; shame you weren’t to see it with her.
an idea pricked her mind.. she wanted to see you so, so bad. but was it right to go to your house, if you weren’t feeling well? she'd texted you, but you hadn’t responded. not that she excepted you to!
yet she still desperately wanted to care for you and love on you as much as she could; if that would make you feel better. she would do anything to make that happen.
hazel headed back to her own house, slipping in the house just to brush right past her mom and go to her room. she tossed her backpack on her desk chair, flopping down on her bed. she stared at the celling for what felt like hours; to which it was really only, tops, maybe thirty minutes. 
her head was racing a million miles a minute. 
how much pain were you in? was she wasting time just sitting here, when she could be there with you, easing your pain?
she groaned, rubbing her heads over her eyes. she jumped up out of her bed, grabbing her backpack again. she piled lavender essential oils into the bag, turning to a basket full of snacks. your favorite snacks, might she add, that she kept in her room for when you came over.
she piled those into her bag, too, and slung it over her shoulder again. grabbing her phone, she shoved it into her hoodie. which she'd probably have to remove later anyways because she planned to give her hoodie to you.
she sped down the steps, right past her mom again—who attempted to talk to her, but she swiftly ignored her and headed right out the front door.
your house, was luckily, not far from hers. it was maybe a block down; so she just opted to walk rather than waste her cars gas. that shit was getting expensive, anyways.
once at your house, she gazed at your front door for a minute. plain white door with a black circle window; the glass stained with color which she knew was all you. 
she walked up to the door, knocking gently. 
when a woman who wasn’t you answered the door, she put on her best smile, in case this woman was a doctor or someone who had been checking on you—or worse—your mother.
“ah,” the woman tapped her fingers against the door. “your (y/n)’s girlfriend, right? hazel?”
“uh, yup! o-one and only,” she chuckled nervously, her grip tightening on her bag strap.
“breathe. I’m her older sister,” she laughed, moving aside to let hazel in. “she’s upstairs in her room. not feelin’ too well.”
“yeah… I assumed,” hazel sighed, thanking her and heading up the stairs. a door that was covered in swatches of paint read “(y/n)’s room” painted in glitter rainbows and stars. 
she smiled. she knocked with the back of her knuckles on the door, peering inside. the door wasn’t fully shut, cracked open a little—she assumed it was so people could check on you.
you were lying on your bed, your frame curled up against your pillows. your face was scrunched up in pain, your hair tied into a messy bun. your hands were straddling the pillow as if you were holding on for dear life. you had your headphones in, and couldn’t hear her.
“(y/n).. baby..?” she calls out to you, making your eyes open wide. you tug out your headphones, looking so relived to see hazel standing in your doorway. 
“hazel!” you smiled as bright as you could, your expression still pained yet very happy to see her.
“hi, honey,” she smiles back, slipping into your room. she closed the door behind her, dropping the bag beside your door. “not feelin’ the best, I guess?”
“y-yeah, not at all,” you flinch, your body squirming in pain, “took some pain meds.. did some exercise, I-it didn’t really help much.”
“would cuddles make you feel better?” she cocked her head a little, raising an eyebrow.
“much better,” you slowly open your arms, making a grabbing motion at hazel. 
she laughs at your gesture, tugging her black hoodie over her head. she’s left in a sports bra only; tossing the hoodie to you. you caught it with a smile, slipping it over your head.
she bent down to grab her back, dropping it beside the bed so you could reach it comfortably. she climbed in behind you, wrapping her arms tight around your waist. she held you close, pressing your back into her chest.
you plug your headphones back in, offering one to hazel. she does the same as you; pressing a kiss against your collarbone. she slowly and tenderly took your hand placing kisses from your hand to your arm. you were a beauty to be worshipped; and she would do just that for you.
“your too sweet, actually,” you chuckle, crunching on what looked to be a bag of pretzels. “how did I get so lucky, huh?”
she laughs back, pressing a soft kiss against your jaw. 
“how did you get so lucky?” she scoffs, “how did I get so lucky! i mean, look at you, and than look at me. I’m like a lowly peasant and your a fucking goddess.”
you snicker, “your not a peasant!” you pat her head. “if I’m a goddess.. well your a goddesses girlfriend, than. see? not a peasant.”
she nuzzled into your neck, closing her eyes in the warmth, “guess I am, huh…”
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astroph1les · 7 months
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would you guys like a spider woman!au with hazel as spider woman and reader as her girlfriend who has no idea but finds out after hazel gets into a bad fight with a villain?….
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hazelknuts · 4 months
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um hi I've had a bad day and um i hope i am not bothering you plus ur really pretty
Oh sweety, I'm sorry your day has been hard. Is there anything mommy can do to help you feel better?
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heyzeil · 1 year
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hcs for black pearl cookie? (and gl with finals!)
Ooooh Black Pearl Headcannons?! ok ok crazy fish lady!! [thank you for the luck on finals!!]
-she was betrayed by an ancestor of the oyster family who she had befriended and grew incredibly attached to
-she had given said ancestor one of her whitest, shiniest, and most treasured pearls as a gift resembling her passion and love for them. however when she was abandoned by the ancestor, the pearl began to loose it’s white hue and grew dim with her emotions until it had deepened to a complete black and lost all its shine.
-black pearl was absolutely devastated by the abandonment because the ancestor had been the only cookie to actually get to know her and didn’t sail away or try to attack in fear when they saw her. All she had ever wanted was a friend and she thought she’d finally found one, but she truly hadn’t…
-it made her think that they never really saw her as a friend, but as a hideous monster they managed to manipulate into doing what they wanted
-so she decided if nobody could see her as what she wanted to be, she would become what they feared she’d be
-so she started killing people horrrrayyyy!!! /s
-however during her killing spree she saw one of house oyster’s ships and part of her believed that the ancestor had truly came back for her
-but once she discovered the ancestor wasn’t there, she sunk the ship, but didn’t have the will to destroy it.
-her laugh alone can make the currents shift drastically and her tears have the ocean levels raise a few centimeters
-she handles her emotions in very… violent ways. if there’s no ships around and she’s having another thought about her abandonment she’ll destroy rock formations or destroy reefs of coral while screaming at the top of her lungs (it makes the whole sea shake)
-she does have the magic to disguise herself as an ordinary cookie and shrink down to a smaller size, however she hates doing this and doesn’t have much reason to anyway
-sorbet shark has asked her to use this magic to turn them into a cookie, but she just laughed at them and ridiculed them for being stupid and probably lectured them about how selfish and cruel cookies truly are and betrayal and blah blah… (sorbet probably zoned out a quarter into the lecture)
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gethimbackpdf · 12 days
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brainweird-moth · 2 years
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What if we all didn't play sky for 2 weeks? #accessibilityforSky logoff event?
Like maybe when the new season starts? The first 2 weeks we logoff in protest.
unfortunately not sure even big enough sub-community would know about and do this for tgc to care … by all means organise if want , but there still many who not on tumblr at all to know , and many people with opinion that photosensitive people should not play any video games in first place as to not " ruin artistic vision " with our demands . if we just assume from fear that everything unsafe , then not need warnings . which is terrible , cruel approach :V
of course , not fault anyone if choose not buy this season pass , especially if regular buyer . just think that for event like this to mean something for tgc , would need be big in scope and include people all around both world and internet .
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grogusmum · 2 years
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Hazel! The sweet and lovely joy! Seeing you on my dash makes me so happy! Just the biggest smile on my face when I see your username!
You sweet rule breaker you!!! 💚 ilysm
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this is to the people who find Jason's POVS boring, what exactly in his POVS do you find uninteresting? Is it his dialogues? This is a genuine question asked out of pure curiosity. I love character analysis sm, so im eager to read the responses this post gets.
Before I picked up Hoo, I was a little brainwashed by the whole Jason-is-boring thing by the fandom. BUT. Instead of getting turned off, I was only intrigued by how much hate the guy got, I even thought that he was the bad guy or smth, causing my interest to pique about his character, ultimately picking up the lost hero. It's a little ironic actually, that the more hate I saw about him, the more I actually started to like him MUCH before I even read the lost hero. I also over spoiled my self a little while looking his character up, so I found out that he died from the very beginning (huge mistake on my part)
And after I read the whole book, I just felt like the whole boring thing was a little too exaggerated by the fandom (imo!) bc I personally thought Jason's pov was great? Like his dry ass humour and stuff. Sure, NOT as great as Percy's of course, but still good nonetheless. Is it because people were disappointed that Percy wasn't the main character? Is it because I read it in an unbiased stance?
In retrospect, I found Jason and Reyna's povs a tad similar aswell, like the tone and the way they speak/think was eerily similar to me. Yet I don't really see any criticism on Reyna's povs? I personally enjoyed both of theirs.
So back to my original question, what do you guys dislike about his POVS? Why do you dislike it more, compared to the others in the 7?
I might get cancelled for saying this but, there were moments in SON where I found Frank's povs very dry/forgettable, that I was literally itching to get to Hazel's/Percy's, so how do you guys hate Jason's povs over Frank/Reyna/Piper etc?
What makes you like the other's povs compared to his (excluding Percy/annabeth since they're the ogs)
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