If I Was A Court Jester I’d Flirt With The King At Any Given Opportunity. Subtle At First But If He

I hate people who legitimately expected rick Riordan to write the tsats book for mature audiences and whine when it obviously wasn't and scream "well he's aware that he has a lot of adult fans so he should accommodate us" LIKE?? NO??? THATS NOT HOW IT WORKS???

YES, Rick Riordan IS aware you exist but you are no longer his target audience. You can appreciate the book as an adult for being great literature but if you're looking for a mature book THEN GO READ A FUCKING BIG BOY BOOK??

There's plenty of great YA fantasy out there.

Rick isn't going to stop writing books for middle schoolers just because you feel entitled to it?? That's not how it fucking works???

Here have this.

hades 2 moros fanfics when

i am so happy to live in a world where there are jugheads (plural)

My man Octavian is frequent customer in Build-a-Bear. He got that mfing returning customer discount

I bet the employees know him really well. I bet he’s friends with all of them

I bet they think Octavian is tad a bit weird cuz he keeps talking about how “he can’t wait to cut the teddies open”

But they don’t mind cuz he’s a nice nerdy fellow who likes talking about Roman History and Mythology.

You already know

Anti-shifters are so bitchy it’s so funny

Danny ‘I have never crafted something in my whole life’ Gonzalez

never forgetting how hard middle school me cried during this scene

Wmftd brain rot moment

I keep thinking about y/n's mother.

She never knew what happened to her child. He was in her arms safe and sound the night before. That morning even.

He was so small and warm against her, and she would place a hand on his chest, just to feel him. His heart beat were both her greatest comfort and fear.

She understood what it meant to love someone so much it might ruin you.

After... After everything how many countless days and nights did she look for him? Every time she heard a child cry, she would turn her head looking for him.

She looked for him, murmuring prayers to the fates to reveal him once more, sometimes wailing and tears rolling down her face, others time all she could was bow her head, her lips moving but no words came out.

Years past and she thought surely, he will make himself known to the gods, he will come back to her and she would embrace him once more.

But he never did.