Oh Shit That Scene Between Rayla And Runaan Tho

“The wind howling at my back, I command it. The sun blazing on the ground, it obeys me. And you, hellfire soul, will bow to me.”- PoeticInjustice

Percy: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can’t have you ask any questions why.

Nico: only if you also don’t ask why

Nico: *pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* take your pick.

Percy:

Nico:

Percy: this one is fine

kidnapper: we have your son

edmund: i don’t have a son

kidnapper: then who just asked for warm chocolate milk and made us cut the crusts off his sandwich?

edmund: oh my god you have eustace

                   Courage, dear heart.

types of girls: supernatural beings

angel: silky white clothing, daylight, candles, long wavy hair, soft wind, sad smiles, old soul, warm hugs, choral singing somewhere far away, sun shining through big windows and flowy chiffon curtains, gentle and loving touch.

demon: heavy makeup, high heels, cigarette smoke, contagious laughter, club’s bathrooms, neon signs, big cities, chokers, sharing secrets, passionate kisses, living in the moment, big smile but sad eyes, inside jokes.

fairy: green summer forests, flowy dresses, dancing with your eyes closed, walking barefoot, braided hair, picnics, lambs, hugging trees, harmless pranks, happiness for no reason, old fairy tales, flower crowns, soft giggles.

goblin: collecting shiny things, unusual hair colour, tons of accessories, a thousand exiting stories to tell, frogs and bugs, silly dance moves, messy hair, really old colorful clothing, holding hands, moss, childlike excitement.

mermaid: casualy flirting, pearls and sea shells, innocent looking yet seductive, whispers, beautiful singing, Renaissance paintings, pastel colours, mysterious smile, hairclips, sleeveless dresses, carousels, moonlight, glitter, undefined feeling of nostalgia.

vampire: red lipstick, dark eyes, resting bitch face, black-and-white films, cloudy night sky, dark forests, history, antique mirrors, scary stories, black silk, perfect manners, big old libraries, silver rings, vine bottles, skulls, hiding your feelings deep deep inside.

and we’re too weak to quit a fandom

Judge: How do you plead?

Leo: [looks at Piper]

Piper: [mouths “not guilty”]

Leo: Hot milky

Piper: *bangs head on desk* for fucks sake just lock him up.

When you’re in the middle of reading Tyrants Tomb, they’re in the middle of a battle, and Apollo’s turning into a zombie but you have to go make a midnight snack to the kids and have to put your 1 year old to bed because he’s getting cranky-

OMGs I NEED TO FINISH THE BOOK BUT I CANT

I know a lot of people post about this but-

Now I know that feeling or time when-

Me: One more chapter, another episode. I'll be satisfied. I need rest and I deserve rest- therefore, after this short chapter, I'll go to sleep.

Also Me, at 5AM, still watching the same series and reading the same books for the hundredth time, with only a few minutes until I get up to do my actual responsibilities: ((softly)) shit.