Screwlowes - Friendly Neighborhood Gremlin

they should invent a brain that doesn’t whisper bad things to you

Pls guys I’m always bored

Hestia

Hestia’s posture is impeccable.

She is neither tall nor short - and round in figure.

Her hips are wide - perfect for holding the children that she never birthed, but cares for anyway.

Her belly is round, from good food and a good family - and it bounces slightly when she laughs.

She has a mothers face, and a mothers hands, and auburn hair that falls in curls.

She wears dresses in muted oranges and reds, or browns - and her apron is off-white.

She hums when she cooks in the kitchen and grows her own herbs in the back garden.

She keeps a cleaning rag in her pocket, and always has a salve ready in case of scraped knees or burnt hands.

She does not yell, no - her honey brown eyes give a harsh enough stare to silence unruly children and self-indulgent adults.

Her doors are always open, to the forgotten and the lost - to the wandering and the wanting.

She always cooks enough for extra company and second helpings.

Her hearth is always burning, her love is never ending.

Hestia, Goddess of Hearth and Home,

Lead my way - and light my path. 🕯️

- Hestia’s Hearth; An original hymn

Guys hear me out on this.

I’m a writer, and even though this is not my main blog, if I ever become a published author, I am not going to be discouraging fanfiction.

FANFICTION STARTED MY INTEREST IN WRITING.

FANFICTION AUTHORS SPEND A LOT OF TIME POURING THEIR BLOOD, SWEAT, AND TEARS INTO THE FANFIC. THEY DON’T RECEIVE ENOUGH RECOGNITION!!

Thank you for listening to my first rant. (Of probably many others)

my two personalities at the function

I just finished a 521 page book in four hours and 33 minutes... I think that's a little concerning... Now the goal is to finish the sequel tonight, or at least before I land back home in a couple days 😂

I've reached page 143, so the time to vote is nigh: once I reach 150, do you guys want

Happy birthday to AO3 🎂🎉

Of course 🩷 I read it as a beautiful and emotional commentary on life 😃

imagine i put some sad poetry here about not being able to meaningfully help the people important to me in their times of need. i’d write it myself but i have to get back to work