I Don’t Think About It Much Though… I’m Going To Live A Great Life

ever since 2019 when the pjo show was rumored, people have been saying “the second i hear the percy actor say ‘look, i didn’t want to be a half blood’ i’m going to lose my mind”. that moment is now kids and i am doing exactly that

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUN SHOW ABOUT WEE WOO TRUCKS WHAT THE FUCK

and to remind you that you have a family to come home to.

no more girlboss, it’s time for…. (x)

A Finale Dance

As they danced in that empty, dimly lit gym hall, with none to criticise or see ,they were free from the chains that held them down. They could dance and sing to the beats of their hearts, like the day in the ice rink or the woods.

He was like fire, filled with love and compassion, twirling around letting the air guide him, as his steps were full of life.

She was like water, following through an endless ocean fording her own path, destroying those that doubted her as her heart guided her, making her steps were light and sure.

And as they dipped and lifted each other up, it was like a swirling tornado of hot and cold air. As they twirled around each other, pulling each other close and pushing each other away. Like their hearts verses the world. Forcing each other apart as they desperately wished to pull each other close.

But as the song came to an end, and the heavens finally looked away they knew that it would never be the same even if they wished it to be. They needed each other, to dance, to believe, to be.  

But now was not the time, not for them but for the world. So as they stepped apart they decided to let the stars die, before something tried to kill it. Cause they weren't ready for the task ahead, they weren't ready to make history. Not ready to write all the desperately needed to be written, to show all that needed to be known.

Cause they were just two people with stars in their hearts wishing to reunite, they were people with a thousands of stories of tragedy hidden on their skin and a fire in their eyes. They had no armour, no skin of steel, no hearts with barricades. They were just two people wishing to hold each other, two people with souls who have never had the time. Two souls that fell at the wrong time and in the same way.

And so in that empty, dimly lit gym they knew that the right time would never come, it would always be to late or to early. But they couldn't risk it. They no longer had army's guarding their hearts or armour guarding their skin they were human. And they were carrying exhausted souls through the same streets of tragedy, carrying they same love and pain.

So as they looked at each other, hearts heavy, souls tired and deeply in love they turned away. Each walking their own path waiting for a when the time was right. But they knew that the only chance would be to look back and run to each other.

However that  would be the guilt and pain they would bear. Alone and healing, wishing for another dance.

But time goes on. Even in heart ships, they will heal, cause they've survived a lot more hardships trying and failing of course. One day though they may succeed. They might get that last dance.

had a thought

You know what hurts. Rewatching the lawsuit arc. Like seriously that shit! Painful!

9-1-1, what’s your emergency? The wait is almost over, 9-1-1 eturns for Season 6 on september 19th! Are you ready?  Quickly fumbled this together after getting hyped from the new promo. Hope you dig it!

everyone's like wehhhhh why doesn't doctor house gets suuuueeed! like my man. literally every patient he sees is someone that's been trying to find a diagnosis for ages. i could live with a little medical malpractice if it were coming from someone ready to break into my home to look for allergens and not simply half heartedly listen to me before suggesting I lose weight and take ages of back and forth arguing to order a single test