Callie Torres is the longest running bisexual character in the history of television and she is played by real life bisexual Latina superhero Sara Ramirez. Over the course of her eleven seasons on Grey’s Anatomy, she was married to a man and a woman, both of whom she loved deeply. She never shied away from calling herself bisexual, whether as confrontation or as comfort. There’s really no way to overstate her impact. But she’s more than just what she accomplished. Callie was a joy to watch on TV. Smart and savvy and silly and relentlessly loyal to the people she loved.
Everybody talks about a Percy Jackson film series done right, but what about a TV series? Think about how much content we would get! The giffing possibilities, the theorising, the going over of every scene to see symbolism.
- 5 Percy Jackson & The Olympians seasons
- 5 Heroes of Olympus seasons
- Possible Kane Chronicles, Magnus Chase and Trials of Apollo spinoffs with actor cameos from PJO & HOO
- Watching lil’ Percabeth being sassy in season one, knowing that they’re gonna be around for years.
- Seeing Percy, Annabeth and Grover’s actors all becoming best friends and starting YouTube/Snapchat/Twitter/Instagram chains/accounts with BTS filming
- Freaking out about the actors chosen to play the gods
- Watching out for little Reyna and Hylla when Percy’s turned back from a guinea pig and praying they keep the same actors
- Filming seasons 2 and 3 in direct succession so there’s no noticeable age difference in the characters, but having to wait to watch on hiatus and surviving by looking at the cast’s social media when filming
- Meeting Bianca and Nico, trying not to get attached to Bianca’s actress but still crying your eyes out when she dies (but screaming with joy if she returns for flashbacks and/or ghost scenes)
- Watching the Nico actor undergo his ~transformation~ and fan casting Will to suit him
- Watching Percabeth’s first kiss in the volcano and crying with excitement because it’s been such a long build-up
- Organising watching parties for the three- or four-hour long season finale in season 5 and screaming at the Camp Jupiter foreshadowing, Will’s first appearance, Annabeth getting injured, Silena dying, Kronos being defeated, Rachel becoming the oracle, Luke dying, Percy turning down immortality and Percabeth finally becoming canon with an orchestral swell and crying behind the scenes because these kids won’t see each other for a year or more
- Finally seeing teasers for HOO and gathering together to watch the pilot
- Watching them cast a Mexican actor for Leo and a Native American actress for Piper
- Seeing them cast Jason and comparing him to Thalia’s actress with FaceSwap
- The theories and rumours about Piper and Jason’s actors being together (which they neither confirm nor deny as Leo’s actor giggles in interviews)
- Annabeth’s return in the first scene of the pilot and people screaming crying when Butch says, “Percy Jackson” and the Heroes of Olympus opening credits play
- Over-analysis of every scene to make up for the hiatus since PJO ended
- Watching the start of the Gaia storyline and crying excitedly at the mention of Nico’s name
- Meeting Festus and realising that his beeps, whirs, and whatnot actually do represent letters and/or words - like Morse code - and learning to speak it
- Shrieking when Jasiper kiss
- Watching Leo start to build the Argo II
- Screaming when Percy returns in Son of Neptune only remembering “Annabeth” and getting super excited to meet Hazel and Frank
- Watching Nico introduce himself and crying at Percy’s vacant expression
- Getting way too excited when Leo’s actor appears as Sammy (in a hat that always hides his face a little) because he looks amazingly dashing
- Fangirling over Reyna because she’s changed so much but she still looks like the island girl she was way back when
- Giffing the Percy/Jason amnesia parallels
- The cast filming seasons 3-5 all at once and being done years before the series finale because it’s all set in a couple months
- Crying at Percabeth’s reunion bc the actors haven’t worked together in years and they really did miss each other.
- Crying some more at Reyna’s expression seeing Jasiper together
- Revelling in the awkward chemistry between Leo, Hazel, and Frank because the actors are super close and friendly irl
- Hearts everywhere skipping a beat when “you dropped this” happens
- Shipping overloads when Leo and Calypso meet
- Screaming from every viewer when Percabeth fall into Tartarus (like the internet breaks, percabeth, tartarus, and hoo are trending on tumblr for two weeks)
- So many tears when they get out
- Even more tears when Nico’s crush comes out because his actor is so good he looks heartbroken
- The internet breaking again when Season 5 of HOO airs
- Nico-Reyna friendship omzgzz
- The final showdown between the gods, the Seven, the giants and Gaia being basically unbearable and many hours long
- When Solangelo meet people start to cry and/or scream bc THe cHemIStrY
- The big final battle taking seven hours and airing one hour every day for a week
- Two weeks later, when the dust has settled, we get a one-and-a-half hour ep with the aftermath.
- Two and a half months afterwards, everyone wants Leo’s ending and it airs with only one trailer (ten seconds)
- After the end of Leo’s epilogue, every cast, crew, production, publisher, and helper is thanked with their most fitting godly parent following their name (i.e. John Appleseed, Son of Demeter)
I’m so proud of you! Although I’ve only been on the channel since 2015, I have gone back multiple times over these last two years and watched older videos, ones back in 2013 and I’ve seen your growth. Not only as a youtuber but as an individual. Your confidence, your creativity, your humor and personality. And yet. Rewatching these milestone vlogs and experiencing this growth with you has still only solidified the fact that you remain as humble and genuine as ever and continue to love what you do. It clearly shows. The joy in your eyes, the way you light up and have more energy and enthusiasm for this than anyone I else I know who does it.
And that to be honest is the thing that drew me in that fateful day I watched Muddy Heights and discovered your content. It wasn’t the game. Obviously that game was ridiculous and under normal circumstances it would’ve been overlooked by me. But that day I saw an indescribable joy and overall light in you. And I could tell that you loved playing it. It brought me so much joy in seeing you play it and that joy for the both of us still exists.
One thing I absolutely love to see is someone who is so driven and passionate in what they love. It’s so motivating and invigorating. I love hearing about it! It inspires me to do what I want and chase my passions too. :)
And I just can’t thank you enough for being that inspiration to me. I’ve become a more confident person, as a YouTube creator, an actress, a singer, a writer and an artist. I’ve become a happier person. I’ve found more joy in the last two years of watching your content and branching out into what I love than ever before and I have never been more excited for what the future holds!
Congratulations on 16 million community members! You deserve so much happiness and I can’t wait to meet you at PAX in September! I love ya man!
See ya soon!
FORBES - “Ragnarok is outrageously entertaining, sure to please all ages and turn Thor into a far more popular character than he already was. It’s always interesting, always forces us to pay closer attention to appreciate the complexities of the sequences, and to the all-around peculiarities and originality that make Ragnarok such a joy to behold”
EMPIRE - “Daft as a badger sandwich and twice as funny, Ragnarok is the boldest, most outrageously fun film Marvel has produced so far. It’s not only a top-tier addition to the MCU but one of the most flat-out enjoyable comedies of the year” 4/5
ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY - “The unquestionably funniest big screen Marvel adventure seems hellbent on finally releasing Hemsworth’s real secret weapon: his humor. Ragnarok is a joke delivery system that works. It’s fun” B
HOLLYWOOD REPORTER - “Waititi sets the party-on tone in the movie’s first, jokey moments. Soon, with a jolt of Led Zeppelin’s 47-year-old “Immigrant Song” fitting the action like a custom-made gauntlet, he brings majestic spectacle down to rock ‘n’ roll showtime”
THE WRAP - “Both the banter and the fighting, it should be noted, are excellent, so whether you go to superhero movies for the glossy escapism or the pulse-pounding action, you’ll get your large soda’s worth”
IGN - “Ragnarok is a goofy, kitschy, but fun romp and the most purely entertaining of the three Thor movies, marked by its distinctive designs, ‘80s synth score, and assemblage of spirited characters”
SCREENCRUSH - “The actors are all so good, and so are their performances, so it’s easy to go along for the ride, even if the movie is sometimes as sloppy as an Asgardian thunder god after too many pints of mead”7/10
USA TODAY - “Even tonal issues can’t upend the magic this movie taps into putting Thor and Hulk together as new best buddies, whether throwing down in an arena or having a bromantic heart-to-heart” 7/10
UPROXX - “A crazy, colorful, ambitious, hilarious ride through the cosmos” 8/10
NERDIST - This is top-to-bottom a Hemsworth movie, and in his fifth time playing Thor is at his very peak, and that’s quite the heroic feat” 7/10
THE VERGE - “A film that’s simply a joy to watch, with a personality that’s wholly it’s own”
BBC - “Ragnarok is the wittiest and most straight-forwardly enjoyable of Marvel’s blockbusters” 4/5
GIZMO - “Ragnarok has that timeless potential. Long after the Marvel Cinematic Universe is over, odds are we’ll still be enjoying, re-watching, and quoting this crazy, hilarious movie”
THE VERGE - “Ragnarok is an enthusiastic, hilarious reboot of the idea of what a Marvel movie can actually be, resulting in an effervescent, delightfully self-aware ride that was the most fun I’d had in a superhero movie in years”
SCREEN INTERNATIONAL -“Ragnarok exudes an epic grandeur, leading to a stirring, euphoric finale that doesn’t sacrifice scope or gravitas despite all the wisecracks Waititi and company make along the way”
thatkevinsmith: Super Girls of @supergirlcw! The thespians pictured with the fat ass clown are @odetteannable, #katiemcgrath & @melissabenoist, who play Sam, Lena & Kara. I’ve worked beside the Maiden of Might on two episodes last season but this year’s return represents my first forays with both Lena Luthor and the new villain Reign. I can’t say anything about the plot but I can tell you that part of the joy of being on set while the cast and crew make magic is that there are moments and shots where the show you watch every week at home as a viewer suddenly comes to life before your eyes. The camera will push in dramatically on a curtain line or Kara will adjust her glasses and even though you’re there as “director”, you get this rush as a fan, seeing something so “Supergirl”. This couch bit we shot last night gave me that feeling: it absolutely “felt” like the show I watch way more than I ever get to work on. Also worth noting? I was wearing a @marvel jersey while on a @dccomics set - so I got a little comics company crossover going. Call me… the Amalgam Comic. #KevinSmith #supergirl #melissabenoist #odetteannable #lenaluthor #supercorp #reign #supergirlseason3 #vancouver #cw #karadanvers
when de-stress? we all have those moments when we are exhausted with work but at the same
time also overwhelmed and stressed about the rest of the work we got to do. specifically
at this time, it’s does good to take a step back and just let go of your
worries till the time you start on work again - it’s time to de-stress my folks
i bring you a list of things which will help you calm your mind and take
control of yourself; let’s begin!!
to calm down your mind after a stressful day
cuddle with pets (or better, with stuffies!!)
got those 8 hours of sleep? If not, jump in to take a nap!
meditate, at least for 5-10 minutes - take control of your mind
drink lots and lots of water!! (doesn’t help you to de-stress in real sense,
but helps you feel a lot better)
listen to some calming music (rain sounds, ambient music whatever suits your
or blast out pop music and dance around to release tension
workout till you’re sore. don’t stop. (this helps I swear, bc you just feel
really tired to even worry)
talking to fam or friends (or me!!) about what’s stressing you out
live in the moment. stop worrying about things on which you don’t have control
on and about future work. what’s going to come will come; it doesn’t do good to
worry about them.
some calming things to do
try making a beautiful new bullet journal spread; put a lot of effort in it
maybe paint? draw? (personally, drawing flowers help me relax)
eat your comfort food; cook it yourself too
do a bit of reading out of your favourite book (we the #nerds)
close your eyes and think about happy moments and nothing else
practice something which takes patience like calligraphy, sewing or just
planting a sapling
have cake and chocolate or sweet stuff bc sweet things are amazing always
self care!! my personal favourite!! put on that face mask, listen to your favourite
music and take a long long bath using bath bombs!! such royalty haha
drink hot chocolate or green tea :’) no coffee though, pals
become a child. notice the small things - they’ll give you much more joy than
fancy parties and pricey things will do (e.g. sing nursery rhymes, play hide
and seek, go out in the sunshine and get an ice - the list goes on!)
watch nice YouTube videos!! hint: routine videos specially night ones are
wonderful to watch and are always super relaxing!!
call over some friends, have a sleepover and giggle about stupid things (e.g.
my sister and I are the absolute riots, we were giggling about nursery rhymes
the other day; she’s like twiiinkhle twiiinkhle luly staryyy; basically
messing up the lyrics - lowkey cracked me up hahaha)
sometimes though, just starting on the work that you had been procrastinating
on will help you relax bc you are getting work done
lastly, sTOP worrying and stressing!! stressing about stupid things is the main
reason why you feel overwhelmed; so stop fam!!
have a wonderful day, love!! I hope this
list helped you in some way!! :-)
go check out my other masterposts here and you can always sent in a request
is always open!!
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love, Taylor xo
wearing a sunhat on the beach to hide her face as an extra precaution even tho she completely trusts fisher’s abilities… she holds back tears of joy as she watches merle playing with his new baby daughter in the sand
attending as many of taako’s shows that she can, even the early ones before he got big. staying in the back, relishing in his food, missing it dearly. her heart fills with warmth watching him perform and cook, and she has to keep from beaming with pride when the audience cheers and laughs and the smiles on everyone’s faces to taste his cooking
and she wouldn’t dare step a foot in the hammer and tongs. she knows that magnus saw her right after his memories were erased, theres still a chance that he could recognize her. but she meets with his teacher, steven. she commissions a number of things, things that she doesn’t even need. one of the things she commissions is a small duck sculpture. when she sees how masterful and lifelike it is, how much he’s grown, she’s blown away. she treasures it. she spreads the word of how the greatest craftsman in the world is in raven’s roost until his business is booming
I’ll just be sharing some choice dialogue from my kid cousins as they watched SU Wanted because it encapsulates all the gut feelings so darn well.
The theory of what happens next as told by my 8 year-old cousin:
After they finish hugging, Steven will tell everything that happened. And then they’re all going to be like, “WHAAT” and Connie will say, “You left Lars!? We have to go back for him!”
So they all go back through Lion’s mane (my ten year-old cousin shouts “WITH SADIE”) and go to Homeworld then they see Lars and the new gems. Then they have adventures on Homeworld and then everybody goes home the end.
On all the Lars-will-die theories, my ten year-old cousin says 100% calmly:
If Rebecca Sugar makes Lars die I’m going to be very angry with her.
She also says:
Steven’s life is so complicated. If everyone expected that much of me, I would be crying already.
And this gem, after watching Lars’ Head she says:
Can you play the next episode please? (And when I said there wasn’t one yet) Now I’m sad. If I didn’t watch the episodes I wouldn’t be sad but then if I didn’t watch the episodes I would be sad I didn’t watch them.
Both my cousins have been going on and on since then about how it’s as if there’s no clear “bad guy” in the show. It does my heart so much joy.
So do the really really loud NOOOOOOOOOOOO’s every time something bad happens to anyone at all.
hi yes i am having a Time right now, and I’d love to see some romantic polyamsanders fluff – hugging, snuggling, kissing, goofing around, taking care of each other, cooking, anything will do, please (and you write fluff so well anyway) <3 - @backatthebein
Notes: I’m sorry you’re having a hard time, sweetie! I hope this lil’ rambling piece of fluff helps. <3
CW: Mostly fluff, mild allusions to romantic activities, mild self-doubt
Pairing(s): Polyamsanders (romantic)
Virgil wasn’t sure how it was going to work. Truth be told, at first, he didn’t think it could.
Romance was hard enough when it was just two people. Three and it got weird, but four? Forget it. There was no way. There’d be jealousy, or hurt feelings, or they’d eventually realize they each had a favorite and break off into smaller couplings again (and given that one member of their little quartet was him, the smart money said that meant there’d end up being a love triangle, because no way in heck was he going to end up being anyone’s favorite. They were probably barely tolerating him as it was).
But to his utter shock, that didn’t happen.
As the first exhilarating weeks began to slip into a more comfortable routine, the mundanity Virgil had been bracing for never really arrived. Instead, something else happened–something so impossible that, to Virgil, it bordered on magical.
Not being able to hold back the pleasure built up inside of me any longer, I let out a loud moan the second Thomas reattached his lips on my pulse point and nibbled on it. His chest pushing up against me rubbed my back on the wall and his fingers lightly grazed me over my soaking wet panties, sending excited shivers down my spine. My entire body was begging for more of him, but I knew that we wouldn’t have enough time out here to have sex and make it back.
“Thomas, we need to go back to the glade.” I tried, but he didn’t stop what he was doing. Instead he just pushed my panties to the side with his fingers. “We still have to map out what we saw before we forget it and it gets dark.”
“We’re not gonna forget.” He hummed against my neck, his voice vibrating my skin.
“Babe, we don’t have time for sex.” I disagreed, but immediately whimpered when his middle finger slid through my folds and separated them.
“Who said anything about sex?” Thomas smirked, applying pressure on my clitoris and slowly circling it. “I just want to make my girl feel good before we have to pretend like we’re not together.”
I wanted to protest and I wanted to be responsible here, but as he worked my nub in such an incredible and addictive way, I couldn’t find the will to actually stop him. I knew we wouldn’t have the same freedom in the glade that we have out here in the maze, thanks to Alby’s most strict rule of No one ever touches (Y/N) because she’s the only female and whomever does will be punished, so I decided to just give into him and let Thomas do whatever he wanted to me.
I brought my hands up to his neck and pulled him away from mine to attach his lips on my own. Our kiss was passionate and full of lust, his tongue already gliding on the bottom of my lip to ask for an entrance. I opened my mouth for him to slip his tongue inside and I instantly moaned at how skillful he was with it.
Thomas’ finger increased its pace against my nub, my hips bucking at the delicious feeling. The way he was working on me made me feel so hazy that I couldn’t even focus on kissing him correctly, my mouth too lazy to properly move. All I could do was allow the pleasure to build up inside of me and moan into his mouth as Thomas now used his finger to slide inside of my warmth. My hands gripped onto his neck tighter in response along with my arching back and my secret boyfriend smirked against my lips. My eyes fell shut to the incredible sensations he was provoking, but a whine escaped my mouth when he broke our kiss.
“Does this feel good?” He teased, his finger slowly pumping inside of my core.
I just nodded, my body too lost in the pleasure to be able to form any sentence or say a single word for that matter. Thomas knew exactly how much it turned me on when he talked dirty to me and I didn’t even need to open my eyes to know he was grinning smugly at me right now. His finger moved a little faster inside of me before I could even ask and the shameless moan that escaped my lips would’ve been embarrassing if I wasn’t too lustful at this moment.
“Do you want another one?” Thomas smirked, the movements of his finger bringing me close to my peak. I nodded my head and he just tsked sexily. “I need you to say it, baby.”
“Y-Yes.” I somehow managed to speak through the desire and Thomas immediately responded.
Another finger of his pushed itself into my core and I hitched my leg around his waist for him to have more access. Thomas moaned at my sudden action and instantly pushed his fingers deeper, an immediate mixture of a moan and a scream falling from my lips. I didn’t care that I was so loud and open with Thomas, our relationship was too intimate for me to worry about being vulnerable around him.
“T-Thomas, please.” I begged him for my orgasm and, believe it or not, his pace increased even more.
The spring in my stomach was coiling more with every passing second and Thomas definitely knew. With his other hand, my boyfriend slipped it under my shirt and runner gear to squeeze my breast. His hand began kneading it, Thomas’ calloused fingers tightly pinching my nipple and it was enough to further the pulsing in my core. I desperately wanted his mouth attached to my perky bud but I knew that that wouldn’t be possible thanks to the annoying runner’s wear and how incredibly difficult it was to remove.
It was when Thomas curled his fingers inside of me to press against my G-spot he was well aware of and his thumb put unbelievable pressure on my clit that I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The spring inside of me snapped, releasing the extremely anticipated orgasm all throughout my body. My back arched, my legs shook and a mixture of embarrassing moans with lustful screams erupted from my chest.
“Shit, baby, you sound and look so beautiful.” Thomas moaned, my mouth only able to moan in response.
Once I whimpered at how sensitive I’ve become, Thomas carefully removed his fingers from inside of me and gently placed my leg back on the ground. His other hand detached from my breast and fixed my shirt so it looked like nothing happened. As soon as I opened my eyes, the first sight I saw was Thomas happily sucking on his fingers that worked on me. His tongue grazed his skin and, even though I just came, this sexy sight immediately made me ready for another orgasm with him. He smirked at how in awe I was and I almost melted right then and there when he winked. Pulling his fingers out of his mouth, Thomas adjusted my jeans and I watched him with hooded eyes.
Bringing my back off of the maze’s wall and managing to stand on my own, a grin spread across my lips with a deviant idea. Thomas’ eyebrows quirked up at me before I prepared myself for what I was about to do.
“Last one to the map room is a rotten shank!” I challenged, immediately sprinting towards the glade.
Looking behind me with a huge smile planted on my face, I realized Thomas instantly played along and was already hot on my trail. We both ran like maniacs towards the door with joy flooding through our veins and not a single care in the world. Considering Thomas and I are the best runners in the glade, it didn’t take long for us to maneuver our way through the maze and quickly reach the entrance. An excited squeal escaped my lips when I looked behind me and realized Thomas was no longer there, but was now right beside me. The wind blew in my hair and stung my face, yet all I could focus on was how beautiful and happy my boyfriend looked as we suddenly entered the glade and rushed towards the map room already in sight. The two of us completely ignored all of the stares and shouts the gladers were sending us, both too consumed by each other.
“No, no, no!” I screamed when he started winning, but it was no use. Thomas was just as determined as I was. It’s our best, but also most annoying quality.
“See you on the other side, rotten shank!” He shouted back at me, not even bothering to turn around before reaching the map room and quickly opening the door.
“Thomas!” I tried to stop him, but of course it didn’t work.
My boyfriend rushed inside and I groaned when he beat me at my own game. Running in after him, Thomas’ smirk was wide and smug as I shut the door to the map room behind us. That’s always how our sessions worked, behind closed doors to avoid getting caught. I wish that we could be open about our relationship, but at the same time I like how the adrenaline flows through our veins every time we meet in secret. With the door closed every facade falls. The disguise we display to the world fades away and all we desire is to fuck each other’s brains out.
“I’m glad you could finally come.” He teased and I narrowed my eyes at him as I approached Thomas slowly.
“Well, it’s a good thing I already did.” I clicked my tongue, Thomas’ eyebrows quirking at my comment. “Because something tells me if you keep this up, you won’t.”
“Oh, is someone upset I won?” Thomas grinned, the both of us now inches apart from each other. “Can’t handle being slower than me, can you?”
I decided to ignore him and just glare at him instead of saying anything, hoping it would make him take back what he just said. But, no. An even wider and cockier smile pulled at the corner of his lips and as much as I hated to admit it, he looked incredibly sexy.
“Screw you, Thomas.”
“If you insist.” He shrugged before grabbing my cheeks and crashing his lips against mine.
I instantly moaned into his mouth, his impressive lips molding with my own in such perfect harmony. If there’s something Thomas certainly knows how to do is kiss me like there’s no tomorrow, always making my knees go with with his touch. His tongue didn’t even ask for an entrance instead he just pushed it past my lips and made its way onto mine, the both of them waltzing together so beautifully that no dancer could ever compare. Our love so much more stunning than any piece of art out there in the world.
Thomas’ hand wrapped around my waist to push my chest into his warm one as he backed our bodies up to the nearest table. Our kiss never broke even when he cleared all of the pens, pencils, papers, and pieces of scrap with one swift movement of his hand off the table. Excitement boiling inside of me as his hands settled on my ass to pull me up on it and sit me down on the surface. My legs instantly spread for him at the same time that Thomas began unzipping my jeans and pulling them down, my lack of air starting to make me feel light-headed. My jeans were pooling down on the floor when I decided to separate our kiss, begrudgingly, and my hands flew to his belt. As I unbuckled it, Thomas removed my leather runner’s gear. At the same time that I opened his pants and let it fall to the ground, my boyfriend pulled at the hem of my shirt telling me he wanted it off. My shirt was the first to go then his and as soon as we were only in our underwear, Thomas’ mouth immediately latched onto my breast to give it the attention it desperately wanted earlier.
Even though his warm and wet mouth working on my nipple turned me on immensely, there was nothing I craved more than to feel him inside of me. As soon as I tugged at his boxers, Thomas got the message. He bit down on my nipple, a squeal escaping my lips, and pulled at it with his teeth before taking his mouth off of my breast with a pop.
I brought his boxers down to his knees and instinctively wrapped my hand around his delicious shaft, not being able to hold back how much I craved to touch him. As I slowly pumped his erection, my thumb caressing his swollen and wet with precum tip, Thomas growled at the feeling and ripped apart my panties all of a sudden. Even though I wanted to get mad at him considering I only have three, well now two, I couldn’t find it in myself to be anything but turned on by his lustful actions.
Putting his lips back onto mine, Thomas spread my legs for him to stand in between. One of his hands settled on my waist as the other removed mine from his cock to position himself in my entrance, moans escaping both of our lips when he wet his tip with my juices. His swollen head sliding amongst my folds and caressing my clitoris, my chest already arching into his at the contact. It’s not my fault I easily come undone with Thomas, it’s his fault for being so damn sexy all the time.
Thomas pressed himself into my core and our breaths hitched in our throats as he slowly stretched me, both of us melting into the incredible feeling. His hand on my waist moved to my lower back so he could push me closer to him, his dick entering deeper inside of me. My eyes immediately shut at the fullness and Thomas’ head fell to my shoulder, his lips placing gentle kisses on my skin. Once he was buried deep inside of me, my boyfriend didn’t even need to wait before thrusting thanks to how turned on and ready I was for him.
Thomas started out at a normal pace, enjoying the feeling of our bodies connected again. We haven’t had sex in about a week because sex in the maze is careless and dangerous and it’s been nearly impossible in the glade because of all the attention he was getting lately. So, needless to say, we’ve been craving each other too much and the built up sexual tension between us is so strong it almost hurts.
Just as he increased his thrusting, Thomas’ free hand moved up to my neck and gripped onto the back of my hair. I whimpered in response and he smiled into my shoulder blade. We didn’t talk about it because it was just a normal thing, but the both of us absolutely love it when Thomas pulls my hair. It’s our favorite kink we share and have no shame in falling prey to it. The way he pounds into me as he grabs my hair, his fingers intertwining with the strands, was so exciting to us.
“Thomas!” A voice suddenly called from outside of the map room and before we even knew it or could do anything to stop what was about to happen, the door flew open. “Are you alright? Why were you guys running so fa-”
My eyes widened in fear as Gally appeared in front of us, his sentence immediately stopping as soon as he caught sight of Thomas fucking me. Who had instantly halted his actions when he realized we were no longer alone and picked up his head from my shoulder to look at the intruder with not only a shocked expression, but a glare blazing in his brown eyes.
Gally’s pupils fell to our connected and wet groins, Thomas growling when he did. As soon as he began to pull out, a moan escaping my lips at the most inappropriate time thanks to the friction, the now terrified glader immediately backed away. Turning around to face the door, Gally ran out of the map room without another word.
“T-Thomas, he’s gonna go tell Alby.” I panicked the moment Gally was gone. “We s-should stop.”
“No.” Thomas grunted, pushing back inside of me and picking up his thrusts again. “We just have to be fast before they get here.”
“Thomas, you’re gonna get in trouble.” I argued, but moaned loudly when his tip hit my most sensitive spot he was very well aware of.
“I’m gonna get in trouble either way.” He stated, his pace fast and hard. The desk pounding against the wall along with his thrusts, our breathing in sync with the rhythm as well. “Might as well enjoy this last moment I have with you.”
His words stung in my heart the second he finished saying them because we knew Alby wouldn’t take this “crime” lightly. Thomas was going to get punished and fear mixed with the lust in my veins at what exactly said punishment consists of.
“Okay, then you’re gonna want to go harder than that.” I teased, my hands now flying to grip his flexed biceps in preparation.
Thomas followed my directions instantly and pounded harder into me, my body already getting a taste of the sweet edge it will soon be falling over. His mouth crashed back onto mine and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. I kissed him back with as much fervor and passion, neither one of us wanting to say goodbye through words so we let our bodies do it instead. Which at the end of the day, would do a much better job than anything our minds can come up with. Thomas’ and my body are so in sync with each other that they just know exactly how to express our care and love without needing to fumble over sentences.
“I-I’m close.” I confessed, feeling my orgasm creeping up on me.
Thomas’ hand that was on my waist moved to our connecting groins and began to furiously circle my clit, my legs already shaking in response. I tried to kiss him back as focused as I could, but it was too hard to concentrate when I knew I was about to fall apart. Thomas, however, did an amazing job keeping our kiss going and he even slipped his tongue inside of my mouth.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I shouted, no longer concerned about hiding my moans.
The second Thomas applied more pressure onto my nub and, suddenly, pulled at my hair, I lost it. I completely fell over the edge and jumped into the overwhelming pool of pleasure waiting for me, my orgasm touching my skin like water in a lake. Clenching down on his cock, Thomas let out a strangled moan and the sound itself would’ve made me cum a second time.
Once I came back down from my high, I noticed Thomas was still chasing after his release. Bringing my mouth to his earlobe, I nibbled on it and ignored the sensitivity in my core. I was just as determined to have him orgasm as he was.
“It’s okay, baby.” I whispered into his ear, my boyfriend shuttering at the feeling of my warm breath fanning across his sweaty skin. “Forget the world outside and just cum for me, Thomas.”
With the mixture of my dirty words and my core purposely clenching down on him, Thomas moaned into my mouth as he finally reached his much anticipated orgasm. At the same time that he pulled out to release on my stomach, four unexpected figures suddenly appeared at the doorway and my body froze. Thomas didn’t even notice them, his eyes were shut tight in focus and he grunted loudly as his hot cum coated my skin. It wasn’t until then that I noticed just who was at the door, all of their eyes wide and jaws dropped in complete shock.
Gally, Alby, Newt, and Minho’s terrified eyes averted from the scene before them and all of the lust inside of me was replaced with horror. The four keepers of the glade just witnessed their newest Greenie cumming on the only girl here. My cheeks immediately felt hot and I knew they were painted with red blushes.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Thomas’ husky voice snapped me out of my fear and my eyes shifted to look at him. He was furrowing his eyebrows at me in confusion and all I could do was stare.
“Thomas clean her up and meet us outside.” Alby spoke up with a voice full of authority and my boyfriend gasped. “Now.”
He didn’t even dare to turn around, I just watched as Thomas’ face became as red as mine. Alby quickly turned around and left, the three other boys following in his footsteps.
“Thomas, I’m scared.” I confessed, my concerned eyes piercing into his. “I don’t want to lose you.”
A soft and genuine smile appeared on his lips as my boyfriend placed his hand on my flushed cheek.
“You won’t.” He promised and I believed him.
Thomas grabbed what was left of my torn panties and used the cloth to clean his release off of me. As soon as he finished, both of us quietly put our clothes back on. Our minds too full of thoughts about what we were going to face to put together a conversation.
“Ready?” He asked me, his hand about to push open the door.
“Ready.” I nodded.
Slipping my hand into his free one, Thomas opened the door and lead us out into the glade. My heart beat violently against my ribcage as we approached the group of people formed in front of the maze’s doors, Alby already staring at us with his arms folded across his chest. I noticed how it was getting darker by the second, meaning the doors to the maze would be shutting any minute now.
“Look at that shuckface!” Gally suddenly shouted, pointing at Thomas and I didn’t understand where this anger was coming from. “He’s nothing but a piece of klunk!”
“That’s enough, Gally.” Newt defended as we entered the group.
Alby unfolded his arms and settled them beside him, he walked over to us and Thomas gulped at the proximity. He cleared his throat due to his nervousness and shifted on his feet, but never took his hand out of mine. The leader’s eyes flickered to it before they returned to their angry post on the Greenie, disappointment also evident in them.
“We don’t have many rules here in the glade.” Alby spoke up. “And yet, Thomas, you have managed to break the most important.”
I expected my boyfriend’s head to fall to the ground in shame, but instead he stood his ground. Thomas was in no way challenging or disrespecting Alby, he was just telling him through his actions that he didn’t agree.
“You’re going to have to be punished for going against our law.”
“Banish him!” Gally yelled and my entire body went weak.
“Alby, we can’t banish him.” Minho suddenly intervened, his eyes concerned about his good friend. “He’s too important.”
“Maybe we should just put him a night in the pit with no food.” Newt offered and the scoff that came out of Gally’s mouth was so loud it almost scared me.
“Absolutely not!” The annoying glader disagreed, his head shaking as he pointed at Thomas. “That’s too easy, he’s just gonna do it again!”
“So?” I spoke up, surprising both the gladers and myself. “I’m the one that decides wether or not someone touches me, not you guys!”
“(Y/N), you don’t know what you’re saying-”
“Yes, I do Gally!” I shouted in frustration. “Thomas isn’t hurting me and it shouldn’t be a crime if I like it.”
“She has a point, Alby.” Minho agreed with me and an actual smile placed itself on my lips.
“No, she doesn’t!” Gally hissed. “Alby, don’t listen to this. He can’t just spend a night in the pit, he needs to be kicked out.”
Alby lifted his hand to order silence in the glade and everyone immediately complied. A nervous lump formed in my throat as I realized that the leader had made his decision.
“Thomas, you won’t be spending a night in the pit.” Alby stated. “You’ll spending it in the maze.”
The entire world around me stopped so I could feel it quickly crumble into pieces beneath my feet. A static noise buzzed in my ear and my eyes became blurry with instant tears as I felt an icy cold hurricane crash down on me and drown me in fear. My heart pounded against my body as if it belonged to Thumper from Bambi and I was certain it was going to break through and fall down to the floor.
“No, no, no.” I shook my head in denial but no one said anything. It was already decided.
Out of nowhere, the sudden sound of the doors to the maze began to close and the ice water inside of me froze every single one of my limbs. Pain invaded my cells and tore them apart without any bit of mercy. The last thing I heard before I completely succumbed to my fear was Alby’s upset voice telling Thomas it was time to go. My breathing shortened and a sick feeling punched me in my stomach, warning me I was going to throw up. An invisible hand wrapped around my throat and forbid me from properly breathing and a mixture of hot and cold flashes sparked through my body. It was as if I were dying and I knew exactly what was happening to me. And by the way Thomas stood in front of me and placed both of his hands on my cheek, he also knew I was having a panic attack.
“Breathe.” He instructed and I tried to follow the way he was showing me breathing exercises. “It’s okay, just breathe. I’m going to make it, (Y/N). I need you to believe me.”
I wanted to say I believed him but all I could do was replay Chuck once telling me No one survives a night in the maze over and over again in my mind. Thomas continued to try and comfort me even though he was the one about to face the Grievers, yet we both knew my panic attack wasn’t going to go away anytime soon.
“Thomas, let’s go.” Alby stated, pulling his hands off of me and began leading everyone towards the moving doors.
We approached it and I did my best to ignore my panic attack as Thomas turned to look at me one last time. His eyes were begging me to be okay and I wished I could grant him what he wanted, but I wasn’t going to ever be okay again. My boyfriend quickly wrapped his arms around me and I ignored all of the stares from the gladers as he separated to place a kiss on my lips. It was short and of course I craved more, but mainly because a part of me knew I would never feel it again.
“I love you.” Thomas said to me for the first time and my heart actually jumped. My eyes flickered over to Alby for the slightest second and I could see the hurt in his own eyes. He didn’t want to do this, but he needed to enforce the rules.
My boyfriend walked through the doors to the maze and my legs ran to him, hot tears streaming down my face that I hadn’t even noticed until now. Newt immediately grabbed me before I could go in and I watched with a heart in agony as he entered the maze and turned around to look as me one last time.
“I love you, too.” I shouted through my hysterical sobbing.
Thomas gave me an encouraging smile before the rocks connected and he was trapped behind closed doors.
The entire night was one long and drawn out nightmare. My mind kept picturing the worst scenarios of Thomas in that terrifying maze, always ending with him being teared apart by the Grievers that showed him no mercy. His pillow was completely stained by my salty tears at this point and my cheeks were stiff with all of the dry water stuck to them. I was no longer sobbing uncontrollably like I had since the moment Thomas left, but I was now entirely numb inside.
Usually, I loved getting up early in the morning to see Thomas quickly before we had to run off into the maze for the day. However, today I dreaded the idea of leaving his hammock that I have already claimed my own. His smell still lingered in the sheets and I, in no way, was ready to part from the small piece of him I still had left. No one ever survives a night in the maze and Thomas is still relatively a Greenie which means he was no different.
Watching as the sun rose in front of me, the normally beautiful and vibrant colors no longer having an effect without Thomas here for us to marvel at them, I felt a small finger tapping on my shoulder. Turning around, Chuck looked at me with pity but also a small glimpse of hope in his eyes. He was laying on his hammock and I instantly noticed the dried tears on his freckled cheeks.
“He’s gonna make it.” He spoke up, his voice not groggy like I expected it to be which meant he also didn’t get any sleep last night. Our minds were too worried about our favorite person in this glade. “I promise you. Thomas is gonna walk right through those doors today and surprise us all.”
“Don’t get your hopes up, Chuck.” I stated, the lump in my throat now permanently lodged there. “It hurts more than just accepting the horrible truth.”
“This is the truth.” The chubby twelve year old sat up in his hammock, his eyes determined as they looked at me. “I’ve been in this glade as long as I can remember and never have I ever met someone like Thomas before. He’s strong, fast and– most importantly– he’s ridiculously smart. If someone’s gonna figure out a way to survive against the Grievers, that someone is definitely our Thomas.”
His words weren’t just made to comfort me and they weren’t full of pity or false hope, Chuck meant every single sentence that came out of his mouth. And from how certain he was about them, I couldn’t help hut feel like they were laced with truancy. I know Thomas better than anyone here and because of that, I was well aware he would never give up without one hell of a fight. My logic and my mind were telling me he was already long gone, but my heart suddenly felt a small spark of faith. All thanks to how sure this small yet incredibly courageous boy was.
“Thank you, Chuck.” I smiled for the first time since yesterday. “I needed to hear that.”
“And I needed to say it to someone other than myself.” He confessed with a kind smile that I gladly returned. “Now come on, let’s get some breakfast.”
Chuck shot up from his hammock and I let out a loud squeal when he turned mine, suddenly dropping me on the ground. The grass prickled my arms and legs, but I was now too focused on immediately standing up to get my revenge on him. The youngest glader let out a mixture of a scream and a laugh when I charged for him, already running away from me. But, I was determined and Chuck knew that which is why in a matter of seconds as we ran through the glade, not caring who saw us, I was able to wrap my arms around him and grab the kid. Instantly pinning him to the ground, Chuck shouted and giggled as I mercilessly attacked him with the tickle monster.
“Stop, please!” He pleaded through his loud laughter, the gladers waking up because of us. “Okay, okay! You win!”
“As always.” I smirked, pulling away from him. Chuck immediately let out a deep breath of relief and rested his elbows on the grass to glare at me.
“You’re an evil, woman.” He challenged and all I could do was laugh.
“I like to think of it as a gift.”
Winking at Chuck and then walking away, the sudden loud sound of the solid doors to the maze roared through the glade and warned us they were now opening. My heart instantly stopped and I didn’t even notice I was sprinting towards the heavy doors until I felt unexpected wind stinging against my cheek. I could see the maze already and my heartbeat paced faster than it ever has, not because I was running but because I was convinced that Thomas would be on the other side.
From my peripheral vision, I sensed Minho and Newt running along with me and Chuck right behind us three. We didn’t care that we looked desperate and insane, all we wanted was to see our Greenie again. I internally cursed my legs for not being fast enough and getting me to Thomas as soon as possible.
Once I had finally reached the entrance of the maze, my legs halted to a stop and my eyes immediately peered around the inside to see if they could spot him. I didn’t even mind that my breathing was completely unstable, that my heartbeat was pounding against my eardrums or that my lungs were burning in my chest. All I could think about was: Where the hell is he?
Thomas was nowhere in sight. The maze was completely empty and as I felt Chuck reach up and stand beside me, my mind began to slip back into the state it was in before. The panic and despair came back along with the pain and agony in my heart. All of the hope and faith Chuck had convinced me of instantly washed away only to be replaced by anguish and anger. The hurt I felt watching Thomas enter the maze is nothing compared to the wound that I will now have because he hasn’t come out of it. The once numb girl was now completely broken and shattered into a million pieces.
How could I have let myself think that things would’ve ended any differently?
Everyone knows people don’t make it with Grievers surrounding them, no human has a chance against those monsters. Thomas, the love of my life, was gone and there’s nothing I could do to get him back. He’s dead… and it’s all my fault. Why did I get involved with him when I knew it would put his life in danger? Why did I repeatedly be with him even though I was well aware of the possible consequences?
All I cared about was momentary passion and now Thomas has suffered a permanent punishment because of it- because of me. I’ll never forgive myself for what I have caused and I’ll never be able to live with the guilt either. Although, I won’t ever forget all of the fun times we had with each other and the love we shared. I don’t care that I can’t remember anything that happened to me before the glade, what really matter are the memories Thomas and I created together.
“So much for walking through those doors and surprising us.” I stated to Chuck as my voice broke, not even bothering to look at him.
I didn’t care how possibly hurt he was now, all I managed to do was look at the vacant maze one last time before tearing myself away from it and heading towards anywhere but here.
My legs carried me to the woods once again to cry alone and away from everyone else just like I had yesterday. But, this time it was so much worse. I couldn’t even see properly with how blurry my vision has become thanks to the non-stop tears. The back of my eyes burned as they cried, but it didn’t compare to the burning in my heart. It carried a weight like no other, a pain like never before. Leaning against a tree and slumping down to the uncomfortable ground, I allowed myself to just completely lose it.
Suddenly, the sound of a twig snapping pulled me out of my own depressing thoughts to look up at the source. Rage and hatrid flowed through my body the second I wiped away the pooling tears in my eyes and came face-to-face with the one person I despise the most, Gally. He stood there in front of me with a disgusting grin planted on his face and I desperately wanted to slap it off.
“What the hell do you want, shuckface?” I hissed, forcing myself to stop crying so he wouldn’t see me so vulnerable and, to my surprise, it actually worked. Mind over matter, I guess.
The word came out of his mouth so naturally that I almost didn’t believe it, it wasn’t until he unexpectedly rushed over to me and lifted me off the ground that the reality hit me. Shockwaves of panic and fear immediately spread throughout my nerves like fire, instantly destroying me in its wake. A terrified and pained grunt escaped my lips when my attacker, all of a sudden, roughly pushed me up against the harsh tree. My body was so shocked with what was happening that I couldn’t even respond, my muscles frozen in place although my mind was screaming desperately at me to fight and run away.
“G-Gally!” I cried, my lips the only part of my body able to react as he gripped both of my wrists with one of his hands and settled it over my head. “Stop! What are you doing?!”
“What do you think I’m doing?” He spat back with a smirk and flashes of horror consumed me.
“You can’t do this!” I shouted frantically, my voice desperate and unstable.
“Why not?” Gally’s black and dark eyes pierced into mine, his icy stare making me feel cold. “Thomas did.”
The mention of his name sparked something in me I couldn’t explain and I, suddenly, felt stronger than ever. My body finally responded to the commands my neurons were sending to my muscles. Immediately and harshly stepping down on his foot, Gally let out a yelp of pain and out of instinct, let go of my hand.
“I wanted Thomas to touch me! You’re just disgusting!” I shouted at him with intense fury before sprinting away from the psycho.
“Oh, no you don’t.” I heard him comment and I knew that he was already hot on my trail.
Before I even expected it, I was abruptly tackled to the ground by his forceful body and to say it hurt wouldn’t be a fair description. Adrenaline ran through my veins, but it didn’t matter how much I fought back because Gally was a lot stronger than me. As soon as I tried to scream for help, his hand instantly covered my mouth and stopped me from trying to escape. His other hand grabbed my wrists like before and there was no use in trying to get away anymore, I was completely submitted to Gally’s strength.
“I’m disgusting? You’re the whore, not me.” He hissed, tears already returning their posts down my cheeks. “I’m one of the leaders here and my voice is heard, not yours. If you say anything about this, (Y/N), no one’s ever gonna believe you.”
A sudden and familiar voice that didn’t belong to neither me or Gally spoke up from behind us and I immediately recognized it. My attacker’s eyes widened in fear, meaning he also knew exactly whom it belonged to and relief spread through my once terrified nerves when he quickly stood up.
There, standing over us, was the one person I desperately wanted to see the most. His shirt was torn, his shoulder covered in yellow slime, all of his skin painted with dirt, blood and sweat- but he never looked more beautiful in his entire life.
Not being able to handle waiting, my legs jumped up and instantly ran towards Thomas. His arms already welcoming me as I crashed into his embrace. I couldn’t care less about Gally anymore, all that mattered was that Thomas was alive and well. I hugged him so tight because I was afraid he would disappear if I let go, but instead of wincing my boyfriend just hugged me as tight right back. My tears of joy stained his shirt even further, Thomas caressing my hair whilst I cried into his chest.
“Baby, what do you want me to do with Gally?” He asked, the sound of his voice music to my ears.
“I don’t care.” I shrugged. “I just want to hold you forever now that you’re back.”
I didn’t know how it was possible, but Thomas hugged me even tighter and I loved every second of it.
“I’m too tired to kill you, Gally. Just get out of my sight.” He warned, his voice stern. “Go now before I change my mind!”
I tuned out the sound of Gally’s feet crushing grass and twigs as he ran away from us, my mind only focused on the steady pace of Thomas’ beating heart in his chest. He placed kisses on my temple continously and it didn’t help to stop the salty tears streaming down my cheeks.
“I thought I lost you.” I cried.
“Well, I promised you wouldn’t.” He chuckled, his body shaking the both of us as he did. “And I’m not one to break a promise.”
“I’m just glad you’re home with me.”
“(Y/N),” Thomas pulled away so he could stare me deep into my eyes. “You are my home.”
Does anyone else feel a strange joy in watching people complain about Hiveswap taking so long when “this video game was supposed to come out X days ago, now I’m still waiting for it and I may not get it for a long time” is literally Homestuck’s premise
And Act 1 was all about John ruminating on how it feels when something you want is still absent, like an unseen riddler taking it away from you
The phrase “the note desolation plays” is literally just an example of how, when you’re currently impatient and annoyed, any noise you hear will annoy the shit out of you
Because it’s the sound of wind skimming the void between houses, which John became painfully aware of when realizing his game still wasn’t coming
What I’m trying to say is Hiveswap is making us feel like John did, and I don’t think it’s entirely irrelevant
heavydirtysoul is like laying in bed at 3:00 AM, crying, covering your mouth with your hand to muffle your sobs because you can’t stop…
stressed out is like walking around your neighborhood at night during the summer, around midnight, so the moon is out…heavy, hot rain beats down on your back…
ride is like having a birthday party at a young age but none of your friends are able to make it, so you have to pack everything up early and are left with disappointment…
fairly local is like running away from something that’s chasing you, something dangerous. i don’t know what, but like an impending darkness trying to grab at you and you’re trying so hard to escape and running so so fast…
tear in my heart is like being at a loud party with bright strobe lights flashing everywhere and you’re stuck in the middle of a giant, dancing crowd, pushing you back and forth…
lane boy is like being late to class and when you walk in, everybody stares at you like you just committed a huge crime and you go about your day earning hard glares from people you don’t even know…
doubt is like sitting on your bed in the dark, total darkness, with your knees tucked to your chest and your eyes closed with a few tears slowly rolling down your cheeks because you just had a fight with a close friend and there’s no way to fix your friendship…
polarize is like being at a concert and you’re in the front row, the speakers are so loud you can feel your heart vibrating from it, and the band you’re watching is playing your favorite song and you’re so happy…
we don’t believe what’s on tv is like driving around at 3:00 am because you can’t sleep because your thoughts are gnawing at you, trying to drag you down, but you’re just clinging on to one little thing to keep you sane…
message man is like shooting a gun for the first time, you’re first session at a gun range, and you hit the center of the target perfectly and a bolt of joy shoots through you because you’re so proud…
hometown is like hearing the news that someone you loved committed suicide, or just anyone. and then the coping that follows that, the pain of trying to regather yourself after realizing that there really are people that hate their life…
not today is like ending a battle, victorious. you won. it’s gone. it’s over. there’s no need NOT to smile. you’re dancing. you’re crying tears of joy. twirling around in the rain. victory.
goner is like sitting on your knees, so weak, until finally…you’re slowly gaining strength…slowly being able to stand…slowly being able to walk. run. live. you’re alive.
[On her favourite storylines from GOT s6] I’m just so relieved that we finally got Jon Snow’s maternity out, because I’ve had that theory for a long time. Sophie [Turner, who plays Sansa Stark] and I were close for a number of years, and I love watching her complex, dramatic growth as Sansa becomes this woman who can play the game herself. When the Knights of the Vale rode over that hill in Episode 9, I was whooping and jumping up and down on the sofa. Also, Rory McCann is a great guy, so the Hound coming back was such a joy to see.
What should you do in your 20s to avoid regret in your 30s and 40s?
The scariest thing about getting older isn’t aging. It’s watching all the possibilities life had when you were younger are start to decay. Virtually every day you’ll be hit with the question, “So this is it, huh?” and the sickening realization that you understand people who commit suicide more and more with each passing day. Life takes on an increasingly meaningless and tedious feeling as you get into your 30s.
One of the best ways to get through these doldrums is to have an interest you really care about outside of work, friends and family. Something that no matter how much your life sucks you can still do and find satisfaction and meaning in and nobody can take away from you. The thing is, it takes time to nurture a hobby so that has this effect. The better you get at something, the more you tend to enjoy doing it. Being able to do something at an advanced level usually increases the value and satisfaction derived from your work. For example, how much more would you enjoy woodworking if you had tremendous skill and could build wildly beautiful museum grade furniture that people would cherish rather than another crappy birdhouse? How much more would you enjoy playing piano if you could play Chopin like a concert pianist instead of just Ode to Joy?
Of course you can start a hobby at any age, but it’s a lot easier to get to the point where it really starts paying dividends if you put in the hours in your 20s. I know so many 30 year olds who don’t do anything besides watch tv and drink. All the hobbies they used to have were motivated primarily by a desire to impress the opposite sex and without that energy they just don’t care about anything. They’ll usually pop out a couple kids to make their life feel like it has some kind of purpose. But that’s a selfish and reckless reason to have kids. If that’s your reason for having kids, that they’re essentially a form entertainment you’re using to fill the existential void in your heart, then you’re probably not going to find what you want in parenting.
More than anything in your 20s, it’s important to find at least one thing you do for no other reason than because you want to do it and you think it’s important to the world. It doesn’t have to be mind blowingly critical to the human race. What matters is that you care about it and think it has value. You have to think it’s worth doing for its own sake and do it for that reason, too, not because you think it will make your life better. Finding meaning in life is like finding happiness: you can’t walk right at it or it’ll run away. Do something you would still do even if ever other person on Earth was dead, something you could do without an audience and be happier just knowing that it happened.
time Maryse Lightwood had seen her oldest son in the Institute chapel, he was
about to martyr himself into a marriage for their family’s political gain, to
find again honor that she and her ex-husband tarnished with decisions made out
of delusional hate. Looking back on it now, the pride she felt while seeing him
in a golden suit and with barely concealed panic buzzing underneath the neat
edges of his sleeves makes her sick. It had been wrong, so very wrong. It had
been something a good mother should have never done.
has learned a lot since then - seeing her children blaze new trails in the
sedentary Clave traditions and rules has taught her how to be better, how to
apologize and try to redress past grievances. She is trying to be a better version of
herself, both for her allies as well as her own family, speaking apologies and
confessions that should have been made long ago.
she is again, in the same Institute chapel, at another wedding.