Love Language

kontober day 29

[Nope]

[It’s what he deserves. This’ll never happen in canon but in those conner luthor aus where kal and lex are on good terms and raise kon as the weird kid that he is? yeah]

[Does ‘helping your little bro sneak out to meet your respective bats and offering him a ride’ count as fun brother stuff?]

hosts with the mosts

kane chronicles stuff yay

First 'I love you'

Nico was running, holding Jason's hands, dragging the boy, hiding behind a trash can, in a dead-end.

"Leo's coming," muttered Nico, rising the shirt of Jason "We'll go to my father's castle and kill your soul if you dare to die."

"You're pretty when you're worried."

Nico sighed, pouring nectar on the wound, bloody and green, thanks to the venom of the dracaena.

"I love you, and you don't have to say it back."

The son of Hades froze, it was the first time Jason tell him that words and his heart ached because of the situation.

"Don't you dare think I would let you die."

Filling the mouth of Jason with ambrosia, Nico touched the boy's face, praying to Hermes, asking for a fast and safe trip to Camp Half-Blood.

"You know, I love you too, and your death won't make you leave this relationship."

"The son of Hades, in a romance with a ghost."

"Shut up and eat your ambrosia."

Seeing the wound, it looked less green and smaller, but they needed to be in the infirmary, soon.

"Superman got near kryptonite?"

"I love you, Leo."

Valdez was over Festus, smiling at Nico, looking gorgeous, with the sun behind him, his hair, curly and loose all over his face, tanned, the trickster smile.

"Nico said he loves me and would date even as a ghost."

"Don't make plans without me, I want a ghost boyfriend too."

"Nobody is going to die soon," growled Nico, helping Jason to climb the dragon.

When Leo held the hand of Nico, the young boy blushed, tighten the grip on the hands.

"I love you too, for the record."

"Leo," interrupted Jason "your hair is on fire."

the way that everything abt carter and sadie’s personalities feels so grounded in their past is something i appreciate so much.

carter’s desperate need for stability plus his arc of becoming more comfortable being in positions of power and authority? so clearly come from his constant traveling and julius always being there to protect him while carter hides that it feels stupid to even point out.

sadie is rebellious and brash while having tremendous love+respect for authority figures like bast and bes not bc she’s contradictory, but bc she is so desperate for love and affection she didn’t get from her parents and is terrified that everybody in her life will ignore her, just leave her suddenly, or both.

it’s more than like contrast for the sake of contrast; carter and sadie’s differences feel real and fleshed out in a way similar foils don’t rly get in children’s lit idk

video essays i love and think about a lot (mainly in relation to pop culture):

aaliyah, britney & the apathy of lifetime “biopics”

baby phat enterprise:  how kimora lee simmons pioneered 2000’s fashion

whiplash vs. black swan — the anatomy of the obsessed artist

born sexy yesterday

parasite — the power of symbols

hilary duff, lizzie mcguire, and the teen idol pigonhole

why this font is everywhere

it’s time to talk about the r@cism in dan schneider’s shows

a legally blonde fashion analysis

ghost singing: jennifer lopez’s stolen vocals and songs

the late capitalism of kpop

jennifer’s body and the horror of bad marketing

let’s get sad: a last of us video essay

video vixens got paid like rappers

how midsommar brainwashes you

beyonce’s voice is changing (part one, part two, part three)

explained: smoking and the voice

here’s what we missed on glee

how one netflix movie broke the entire internet

naughty dog’s game design is outdated

jeffree star faked everything about… well, everything

how we failed megan fox

mariah carey’s voice

token black girl: how tyra banks vs. naomi campbell was orchestrated by the industry

colorism in your favorite black sitcoms

that 80s show and the limits of nostalgia

‘us’ and the american dream: what it means

unraveling the madness of kanye west

life is strange: the worst best friend

Right. Here is it everything you ever wanted to know about fashion cuts, trends, style, all in one post.

Every example of a trend that existed is list in the above post. So get to know your styles, perfect your image and enjoy mixing trends and different eras together. 😍👌👌

Polyam day

Piper woke up, her limbs tired, her eyes itching, she didn’t remember how she got home, the last thing on her mind was studying in the library, a horrible migraine during a horrible day, thankfully, today was better, just her body sore.

The door opened, soft steps around the room, the curtain moving, a crack of sunlight entering the place.

“Morning babe, how was your sleep?”

Reyna was at the window, her hair loose, long, falling at her back, a towel around her neck, barefoot, she was brushing her hair.

“Let me.”

Piper sat on the bed, stretching her arms, holding the brush on the nightstand, brushing Reyna’s hair, kissing her neck, quickly, smiling at the blushing of her girlfriend.

“Are you fine?”

Annabeth entered the room, holding a tray, scramble eggs, waffles, a cup of chocolate and a glass with a flower on it, leaving the breakfast on the bed, she climbed on and kissed Piper, a chaste kiss on her lips, other kiss on her nose and one on Reyna’s cheek.

“Yep, better than yesterday,” answered Piper, putting the tray on her legs, cutting a bit of a waffle “but, how did I get here?”

“Leo found you knocked out on the library, we brought you home, made you take a bubble bath and put on pajamas.”

Piper smiled, feeling cozy, looking at her girlfriends.

“I love you, both of you.”

@pjofemslashweek

i saw ppl reblogging this from a bit more than a year ago and i.. really had to do a redraw 

Pick A Song

"You're alone," said his step-mother, a wicked smile on her lips.

"They will come." But Nico wasn't sure.

He walked in, Hazel was in the living room, reading a book, Frank was at his side, sitting straight, in a different chair than Hazel, too nervous.

"Leo and Jason?"

"They will come."

Hazel sighed, patting at his side, where Nico sat, burying his fingers on his tights.

Being in a polyamory relationship was hard, especially when his family mocked him about that, even Hazel, sweet and caring, looked at him weirdly.

"Nico, dad is expecting you, he's in his office."

Bianca was standing, avoiding his eyes, walking away when Nico passed at her side, his heart still aching.

"None of your boys came."

"They're late, Leo is working, soon he will get a patent, the youngest boy getting one."

Nico's voice was angry, the teasing in his father's tone infuriating him, the words dripping venom.

"And Jason, his father still spoiling him? at least Valdez has his own money"

"The scholarship of Jason isn't a gift"

Mr. di Angelo waved, standing from his desk, walking to the dining room, where the rest of the family was waiting.

Thanks to god, only his sisters, father, and step-mother were there, but he was expecting Jason and Leo, the family wouldn't be so mean in their presence.

He could fake an emergency, though, Leo burning something, Jason injured, an imaginary pet dying.

While he considered causing an accident, the doorbell rang, the heart of Nico pumping, he almost ran to open the door, Leo and Jason on the door.

"Sorry, babe, Superman got stuck at the laundry."

Nico hugged Leo, breathing deeply, kissing his jaw, barely crying, feeling safe with his boys.

"Hi, Neeks, I'm really sorry."

Jason was holding a bouquet, a shy smile, bitting the little scar on his face, reaching Nico's hand, interweaving their fingers, kissing them.

"At least you're here."

6 times Midnighter’s crush on Dick was shown