I’ve decided Damian doesn’t play the violin based on things like observation and information about period instruments.
Because it looks like that one appearance of a “violin” in his possession is actually a viol, or viola da gamba! They were incredibly popular during the Renaissance, though they faded into obscurity and instead the violin family ended up being more well-known (mostly because they were naturally louder and better suited to concerts than viols, which were meant mostly for playing at home for your family and friends). The only exception is the double bass, which is actually a member of the viol family! and still a popular instrument!
Generally, you would never play one viol alone — you’d play one of several different sizes of viol together, making up what was called a “consort” of viols. It looks like Damian’s is a tenor viol, which was the most popular size, and fit tidily in the lap!
Anyway the idea of Damian playing an instrument that’s designed to be played with others during a time in his life when he simultaneously craved acceptance and love and rejected any help seems very fitting and appropriate to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Genuinely curious so rb with your fav Ghibli movie, Disney Princess™️ movie, non Princess Disney movie, and none Disney animated film 👀📝
"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."
Justice League Dark: Apokolips War (2020)
Jason walked to the Bunker 9, carrying a plate of food, a zippo lighter in one of his pockets, a little bit worried about Leo’s habits, like avoiding sleeping for two or three days and being knock out for twenty hours, or eating just one time at day.
He and Piper made the decision to take turns and check on Leo, sometimes the brothers of Leo did the job, Chiron or Annabeth, but with the months passing, only Piper and Jason keep going, and Harley, but the little boy had more interest in the bunker, and copied the worst habits of Leo, like drinking a lot of caffeine and working, mostly, in underwear.
He lighted the zippo, under the neon paint arrows that Piper painted, to help other campers to know where to put the fire to open the entrance of the bunker.
When the door opened a lot of smoke came out, going to the sky, Leo going outside, his t-shirt with holes and little fires, his pants burned upper his legs, in the middle of his tights, the curly hair a little long, almost covering his eyes, the work belt, thankfully fireproof, has hanging from his hips.
“You’re on fire”
“I got a little distracted” moving his hands, trying to put out his clothes “but Festus is talking”
Jason sat down in the grass, Leo coping him, the two of them with their backs on the stone wall.
“This ship will be amazing”
“The Argo II, we are the new argonauts”
“Why you call the ship like that?”
Leo smiled, while he picked up a burger of the plate.
“You are Jason, you were like a leader in the Roman camp, and you are having a boat, and Perseus doesn’t have a boat in the legends, and, technically, he is form Argos”
“Did you look myths to came up with a name of the boat?”
“I consider calling Leo’s Doom Boat, or Festus’ Boat, Annabeth said it was wise to call it Argo”
Rick I am so tired of you
“He’s been watching too many horror movies. Aidonsvalley is just a tourist trap for weirdos who believe in all that nonsense.” AIDONSVALLEY (XXXX)
I cried with this fic, and this piece of art was the cherry of the cake, perfect.
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Hey there! Finally I can show you my piece for the collab with the wonderful @iamwhelmed!! This drawing is for chapter 13 of her beautiful story that you HAVE to read right now if you love damijon! (https://archiveofourown.org/works/25581733/chapters/62083150) go and love this work with me <3 <3
When Jason woke up on a school bus, not memories, a handsome boy playing with his hair saying he was his boyfriend, a pretty girl looking at the window, declaring herself as his best friend.
Then things got weird, their schoolmate was a cloud, trying to kill them, the coach was a satyr, he could fly.
When the angry blonde girl carried them in a chariot, he was lost, Piper and Leo were looking at him, the boy holding his hand, warm.
Then Jun… no Hera, sending them on a mission, Leo over a mechanic dragon, looking really hot, they traveling to save the goddess.
And now, mid-January, Leo and him were sitting near Hestia's fire, having a date, Jason playing with the fog, making figures, Leo jiggling.
Focus on each other, they didn't notice the shadows blooming in front of them, a boy stepping out, falling on his knees, wheezing, rolling to his side.
"Are you okay, kid?"
The boy growled, raising his head, an angel face looking at them, raven hair, pale skin, big and dark eyes, full rosy lips.
"I'm not a kid." Said the boy, with an adorable Italian accent.
Raising on his feet, the boy kept sending bad looks at them.
"I'm sorry, " said Jason "I'm…"
"I know you're the roman boy, and the both of you saved Hera."
His tone was bitter like he didn't like Hera.
"If you talk that angry about a goddess things won't go well."
"She didn't care about me being sealed to the Titan army."
"She tried to kill me when I was a toddler, we're on the same boat." Leo winked, patting the bench at his side "Come her, least talk about annoying gods."
"I'm Nico, by the way"
People fight over whether Nico or Percy is Jason’s best friend but they’re both wrong, it’s Leo like I don’t know what book y’all were reading
@pscentral event 02: comedy ↳ glee but it’s just the lines i quote daily
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