"I'm Tired"

oh and ANOTHER interesting thing that Riordan does with Percy in the tartarus chapters to never ever bring up again is Percy achieving seemingly impossible(?) physical feats.

Like when Percy kills Arachne, he does so so quickly that Annabeth can't comprehend it. She literally asks him "How did you move so fast?" and he just shrugs and is like "Gotta watch out for each other right? Anyways..." and immediately changes the subject.

Then later he jumps over a river with Annabeth on his back and again, right before it, she's like "How are you going to do this??? It's twenty feet across. How can you possibly do that?" and he straight up is just like "yeah I can do it just close your eyes" and then does it???

of course these moments happen during Annabeth's pov so we'll never know for sure but its just so fascinating cause Riordan goes out of his way to indicate that Percy was displaying strength, speed, agility, etc way beyond his typical threshold while also implying that not only was Percy aware of it but he was either trying to downplay it to Annabeth or avoid discussing it altogether.

My enjoyment of writing, my productivity, and the quality of my work improved tenfold when I started embracing slumps and taking them as an opportunity to read everything I could get my hands on, watch lots of films and shows, go to the theatre, play games, hang out with friends, visit new places, and generally absorb life and marinate my brain in the art of storytelling.

Take from that what you will.

Maids, cleaners, janitors, and sanitation workers are all the most important people of civilization by far. Even 12 hours without them is VERY noticable and they simply need to be highly compensated for it

'Six AM', 1930 - William Wolfson

Hi, I'm a janitor. The facility I work in had its first floor flooded with sewage and while a restoration company came and sucked up all the water and placed fans everywhere to try the place out, I still cleaned the entire floor and threw away all the contaminated furniture. Same thing happened last year, but only a couple of rooms flooded on that floor and it was only water from a sprinkler system. This year was so much worse and I feel like no one in management gives a shit. The entire upstairs was absolutely going to shit because I was focused on the downstairs. Despite the work I do, I have to beg folks to spread around my little bear commission posts every month because I simply can't afford to live on what I'm paid lol

So, truly thanks to everyone who makes and shares posts like these recognizing sanitation workers. It's really a thankless job.

Recreation of this post by @incorrectallpersonaquotes

*this isn’t an edit or a screenshot, this is 3D fanart*

I think the only person I've met in real life with 100% career satisfaction was this gal I knew who was a presenter at a children's science museum and delivered every line like she was running a WWE match. Every time you passed the room where she was giving a presentation, you'd hear something like "WHO'S READY FOR CEPHALOPODS?!?" and the kids would go absolutely nuts cheering.

[ID: A tweet from @/pastoralcomical that reads: 'it's crazy that they only figured out tectonic plates in the 60s. a child in the 50s would say "it seems like south america and africa would fit together" and his mom would go "that's cute honey would you like a cigarette"' /End ID]

My Dad actually experienced the transition in a really funny way!

He grew up in a little farming community right outside a mid-sized city. They had a three-room elementary school (first and second grade, third and fourth grade, fifth and sixth grade), but then after that they went to middle and high school in the big schools in the city. Except, they had a special experimental program for kids in 5th and 6th grade they had identified as advanced in every school in and around the city, where they bussed them all in to a central place for advanced teaching half a day once a week. And Dad was in this program in like 1965.

Except, there wasn’t really a set curriculum or anything, because it was experimental. They just had a couple of their best teachers do whatever they wanted with the kids. It was nothing like the later “gifted” programs,” it was a lot less pressure and a lot more interesting things. One of the things they learned was plate tectonics, which was not just cutting edge, it was bleeding edge science at the time. So my Dad learns all about plate tectonics and goes home just happy as a clam.

Not much later, he’s getting a geology/geography lesson in his regular 5th grade class, and it’s out of the standard textbook with the standard explanations from the pre-plate tectonics theories.

So my Dad pipes up that actually that’s all wrong, because he learned it in his special class!

And the teacher says, “All right then, if you think you know better, you teach the class.”

My Dad is autistic, though undiagnosed. (In the 60s, extremely few people were getting diagnosed.) He did not notice the social undercurrents.

He said, “sure!” and popped up and took the eraser and erased her diagrams from the chalkboard, took the pointer out of her hand, and taught the class what he’d learned in his special program. While the class was sitting there in shock and fear because they could see how the teacher was seething with rage. But he didn’t notice, he just taught the class and then sat back down.

The teacher sent home a nasty note and had a talk with his parents. But my grandparents were not sympathetic, because after all, it was her own fault. If she didn’t like what my Dad did, she shouldn’t have made the offer for him to teach.

[ID: A tweet from @/pastoralcomical that reads: 'it's crazy that they only figured out tectonic plates in the 60s. a child in the 50s would say "it seems like south america and africa would fit together" and his mom would go "that's cute honey would you like a cigarette"' /End ID]

My Dad actually experienced the transition in a really funny way!

He grew up in a little farming community right outside a mid-sized city. They had a three-room elementary school (first and second grade, third and fourth grade, fifth and sixth grade), but then after that they went to middle and high school in the big schools in the city. Except, they had a special experimental program for kids in 5th and 6th grade they had identified as advanced in every school in and around the city, where they bussed them all in to a central place for advanced teaching half a day once a week. And Dad was in this program in like 1965.

Except, there wasn’t really a set curriculum or anything, because it was experimental. They just had a couple of their best teachers do whatever they wanted with the kids. It was nothing like the later “gifted” programs,” it was a lot less pressure and a lot more interesting things. One of the things they learned was plate tectonics, which was not just cutting edge, it was bleeding edge science at the time. So my Dad learns all about plate tectonics and goes home just happy as a clam.

Not much later, he’s getting a geology/geography lesson in his regular 5th grade class, and it’s out of the standard textbook with the standard explanations from the pre-plate tectonics theories.

So my Dad pipes up that actually that’s all wrong, because he learned it in his special class!

And the teacher says, “All right then, if you think you know better, you teach the class.”

My Dad is autistic, though undiagnosed. (In the 60s, extremely few people were getting diagnosed.) He did not notice the social undercurrents.

He said, “sure!” and popped up and took the eraser and erased her diagrams from the chalkboard, took the pointer out of her hand, and taught the class what he’d learned in his special program. While the class was sitting there in shock and fear because they could see how the teacher was seething with rage. But he didn’t notice, he just taught the class and then sat back down.

The teacher sent home a nasty note and had a talk with his parents. But my grandparents were not sympathetic, because after all, it was her own fault. If she didn’t like what my Dad did, she shouldn’t have made the offer for him to teach.

Gus

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#same

hilarious you tame horses in Skyrim exactly the same as Minecraft and the way you get bucked off nearly killed me

This was intentionally manufactured by Facebook. Facebook implemented it's "accountability culture" starting with its rule about only using your real name and photo on its service and encouraging you to disclose other information in your profile, and from there it just got normalized. It was entirely to gather data for advertising purposes, but now we associate that level of openness with "accountability". Entire generations are now being raised with this as the norm. Privacy is no longer a priority, or even really seen as an option.

This is to your detriment. Your privacy protects you from predators of all kinds. You really should be guarding it carefully. Disclose what you feel is important on a case by case basis, but even your mental health status and beliefs are exploitable by big business and small-time bullies and abusers alike.

Even if you're not overly fussed about what people know about you, just understand that not everyone has the luxury of feeling the same. Some people have stalkers and abusers they're trying to evade, or don't want to attract new abusers into their lives by being that vulnerable and open again. Some people have extreme social anxiety. Some people are protecting other people in their lives. Some people just don't want their grandmothers to find their smutfics. Some people are Internet privacy advocates who keep their details private as a political statement and as a matter of principle.

You are not entitled to anyone's information, and you do not owe anyone yours. You are allowed to just be an anonymous username until you feel safe to disclose more.

I’m not a classicist, but I suspect one of the reasons so many of the Greek gods are portrayed so unflatteringly was less because they were seen as villains than because they represented their domains.  Of course Zeus sometimes misuses his power, that’s what a king does.  Of course Artemis’s wrath is wild and painful, that’s what nature can be.  Of course Hades snatched away a young girl from her mother’s arms, that’s what death does.  This is one of the reasons callout posts for some gods comparing them negatively to ‘nicer’ gods are kind of missing the point.

as someone who is partially a classicist, this is a better analysis of Greek mythology as a whole than 99.95% of the takes I’ve seen on here (and a substantial number of the takes I’ve seen in ~academia~)

The scenes towards the end of the finale were like an intersection of multiple characters experiencing the loss of father figures, in different shades:

Luz's relationship to her late father took on a different form, after King's own father passed on and his glyph magic was gone for good. Manny gifting her the Azura books before his death, and Papa Titan offering her glyph magic before he too passed on, helped Luz find her place in the world and defeat Belos.

Apparently this scene is what made Sarah Nicole-Robles bawl in the recording studio, right after she recorded the lines.

When these changes happen - when we experience the loss of a person, when our ties with them are wrangled into a new form, against our will - it can be devastatingly painful. Change and transformation make for fancy, dramatic scenes in fiction, and they always incur loss in some form, painful or not. It also made me so emotional when seeing how much 18-year-old Luz resembles Manny, and how her enrolment in the university is linked to both her biological father and Papa Titan.

King's experience of seeing the majesty of his father, however brief, left him in awe and exhilaration. He can rest in the beautiful knowledge that Papa Titan was watching over him the whole time too. The message that his dad left him, relayed by Luz, is something he'll hold dear forever.

Hunter will never be truly harmed by Belos ever again. But he can't discard the memories of Belos granting him attachment: even if the attachment ended up not being real in a sense. However, like what can be applied in real-life therapy, he can get guidance on how to rescript those memories.

Hey, Joker!!!

drawing of all the navis "helping" joker play a game ive been meaning to do 4ever

A recap of the art(memes) I did for the Persona Championship finals over on the bird site aka ULTIMATE JUSTICE SHOWOFF

secret ending

SAD! well theres other twinks

Omg I’m back!! And with gifts!