WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE ADRIAN'S THAT ARE BLIND AND STUPID AF-

300 IQ

bro so im reading son of neptune right?? and like percy is SO LOYAL??? like miss reyna over here is like "yo want this job? oh and fyi the people that have his job usually end up romantically involved." and percy's like "errmmmm ive got a girlfriend☝️🤓" AND DOESN'T EVEN REMEMBER HER??? LIKE BRO IS OUT HERE RAISING MY STANDARDS TO THE NEXT GALAXY

this post has apparently been getting DRAGGED recently and i would like to say that i literally do no care who you ship, i was making a joke bc i personally am not a fan of the ship☠️

also all the post's about this are actually so funny ily all☠️☠️🙏❤️

i actually refuse to believe vigcup shippers are real like wdym you ship the enemies that have nothing in common and are 11 years apart together like that's a fresh adult with a 30 year old how do you find this okay im genuinely concerned

pov when ace took novas bracelet

wow what a pretty boy...he would look beautiful writhing in pain and crying in agony

I made optigami besties

my toxic trait is thinking i have a chance with walker scobell bc he's only 2 years older than me

thinking about the miraculous ladybug scene where ladybug takes chat noir’s hand and promises, i’ll never abandon you, and the look of pure shock and wonder chat gives her in return.

imagine you are adrien agreste. your mother’s gone. your father is absent in every way that matters, and it’s nearly worse then loosing your mom, because your father? he chose to leave you. he chose the coldness and the calculated control and to bury your love a hundred feet down in a coffin of its own. and then, one day, you are chosen to wield the power of destruction and you think, this makes sense. maybe you were born from misfortune and meant for ruination. cataclysm isn’t an entirely a foreign concept to you, after all. you’ve grown up seeing every relationship and bit of hope around you break down and rust and dissolve into dust.

then you fall in love with a girl who creates, who pulls both ideas and the tangible manifestation of them out of thin air. she is fortune, everything you are not, but you love her with everything you are.

still, the fear that this girl - that the luckiness that’s touched your life - will abandon you when you least expect it is always lurking somewhere in the back of your mind. you’re scared that, one day, you will wait alone on a rooftop until a starry night sky turns to sunshine, and she’ll never show. everyone leaves you. good luck is not yours. this is just a fact you know.

so you tell her this beneath a painted orange sky, and then much to your surprise, this living, breathing personification of good luck takes your hand, stares into your scared eyes, and swears, i’ll never leave you.

i love him thank you

the other day at work i saw someone with platform uggs. just thought you might enjoy that

Thats it. Thats the comic. Im using that horror movie technique where its scarier if you don't see the monster.

anyways this is such a throwback. you always send me the shit that somehow makes me laugh, I am remembering a specific one that I swear was ten years ago. anyways

i love my little loser who ends up becoming the most powerful hero in their world