Hey! I am currently hosting a huge project here on Tumblr called The Greek Mythos Project and I'm really hoping you, or some others, would like to join! It's basically going to be a huge fanfic on both Wattpad and AO3 (because I know some curious people are going to be on Wattpad and people deserve a wider audience) that will be highlighting various Greek Mythology writers, both in the original Greek Mythology context and perhaps the modern fandom context. It's main goal is to bring attention to smaller artists/writers or just smaller myths that may be slipping through the cracks. It originally started with me wanting to learn more about the Mythology, Characters, and history surrounding the myths, but now it's become something for the community here because I know how hard it is to want to post or to get an audience online full of people who know/are interesting </3. Anyway! Would you be interested or can you at least publish this to get to more people out there? We'd love to at least get more people around here <33
Thank you!!
Wow! đŻ I am really interested in this and would love more people as well participate in this!
It's important to give voice and recognition to smaller artists and writers so i hope more join this as well!
tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it
With one simple trick, you can turn a 20 hour game into a 100 hour game
It's called being bad at video games
Hey, donât cry. Free online database of Japanese folk lore
I'll unalive you
Pink Calcite from chenzhou prefecture Hunan province China
Photo: Future Mineral
"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?
all day, a breeze dances in and out of the apartment. the windows, wide open. the sky gets dark around 7, and I turn on a low lamp and light two candles, content in the half-dim living room. a rain rolls in and I can hear the long-dry earth breathe a wet sigh of relief under its shower. the tv stays hushed and sleeping. my dishes from dinner wait in the sink. the candlelight flickers shadows across my notebooks. after a nap by my side, the dog pads over to the window for a better listen of the cars slicking over street puddles.
I've missed this. living alone. the way a night deepens my solitude. how each decision through the day has come to this: a quiet apartment, save for the sounds of my typing. four walls, warm and dim and perfumed by the sky just beyond it. I've missed this, closing down the kitchen on my own. watching the space around me fall asleep. comforted by the knowledge that I made this feel like home. I made this feel nice for me. every corner, a letter of self-love.
New concept for a packer:
a packer made out of glowstick material, so that if you get punched/kicked in the dick youâll hear a crack and your crotch starts glowing. I will call my creation the Glowdick
this websiteâs easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*
using "what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament" to mean "yeah i made an embarrassing reference but you understood it which is also embarrassing" is very funny to me
I do not possess chickens :( sometimes I write silly stories, other times I don't! let's just see where this goes lol
225 posts