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deakin03 · 8 months

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-I should've just told you how I feel-

#ofmd #our flag means death #edward teach #ofmd fanart #stede bonnet #gentlebeard #my art #ofmd art #fastest thing ive ever drawn

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strawberri-syrup · 11 months

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im having so much fun watching the bruise from getting blood drawn get worse. wow it almost wraps around my arm. why does that happen?

#the nurse went crazy #she was so good #ive had 3 ivs and blood drawn twice #and that was the fastest ive ever had someone stick a vein #she got it frist try #the whole thing was done in less than a minute!#it was bonkers!!!!#she was so good at her job

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zalrb · 11 months

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“Klaus wouldn’t come to town without seeing me first,” said Caroline.

“He might if he was coming for Stefan,” said Damon. He shrugged. “I’m just saying.”

LMFAO facts!!! if klefan was a gif:

Caroline glared at her. “Seriously? Why would you do this?”

Rosetta smiled. "It's like live action Sims."

LMFAO not you referencing my favorite game of all time

Rosetta walked slowly toward him, smiling cruelly as she did. “You’re jealous,” she said. “I don’t have to Read you to see that, anybody can see that. And it’s not just the pedestrian sexual jealousy that’s driving you mad.” Her eyes were searching his. “It’s him. You have sired two vampires in your lifetime and still no one has been obsessed with claiming you like women have for Stefan.”

Rosetta shrugged. “Maybe I’m off-base,” she said. “Maybe it’s really because you were the one who brought out her darkness or that’s what everyone said. And Stefan is beating you at that too.”

LMFAO

me everytime damon gets dragged

She threw her hands up in playful exasperation. "I can admit when I'm wrong. When you suggested hide and seek, I didn’t think of the possibilities.”

She glanced around, seeing bodies, some decapitated, some simply mutilated, scattered on the floor, the words “READY OR NOT, HERE I COME” painted in blood across the wall. Her eyes widened in horror.

ive got a card for elena:

Nicole did throw up. Stefan compelled her. “Relax,” he said. “Don’t be scared.”

"Why did you do that?" said Elena, annoyed. "I want her scared."

Stefan grinned. "OK." He looked back at Nicole. "Forget what I just said, feel whatever you were feeling before, be scared."

me watching stefan cater to elena

hes living my dream

"Oh my God, everyone's dead..."

"Not everyone," said Stefan. "Who do you think is playing the music?"

They walked into the ballroom where the tables around the dance floor still had dinner on them, the food beginning to rot. Some tables had dead patrons slumped over onto the linen. On stage, a piano quartet was playing their instruments. They would look almost like zombies with their drawn faces and pallid skin save for the fact that they were crying silently.

They'd been playing for two days straight -- Elena had compelled them never to stop, never to falter, even if they were scared or angry, even if they had to use the bathroom, to just keep the music never-ending. It had originally been a quintet until the day before when Stefan compelled the two violists to a musical duel, seeing who could play the fastest and the longest without breaking a string. When one inevitably did, Elena giggled."

LMFAO. zal. this is both the most horrifying AND hottest thing ive ever read. im disturbed by my reaction to this

they are so fucking ruthless and im LIVING FOR IT

“Please,” she whispered. “What are you going to do to me?”

“That’s not for me to decide. This is all about her.” He motioned toward Elena who was twirling on the dance floor, her arms wide. "I love live music!"

His eyes misted over as he watched spin. “I mean, how could I not do anything for her?”

He tilted his head and kissed her forehead. “You know, it meant nothing,” he said. “She didn’t matter.”

“Your emotions are off,” said Elena dismissively. “Nothing matters.”

Except, it seemed, for this."

not me getting emotional over the fact that even without his humanity stefan wants to make elena happy. he even tries to comfort her despite the fact that her humanity is turned off as well. theyre fucking soulmates i love them so much

"No matter what, keep playing,” she said. “Think of it like the Titanic."

"Yes," said Stefan. "Except instead of playing as a ship goes down, you'll keep playing until your truly horrific, painful death. Don’t forget to play well, you know? It’s your last show."

AGAIN

"The quartet played with renewed vigour and Stefan and Elena held onto each other, swaying to the music, as the flames devoured everything around them."

LMFAO rosetta is right, it really is like live action sims 🤣🤣🤣

THIS WAS AMAZING. looking forward to the next chapter!!!

LMFAO. zal. this is both the most horrifying AND hottest thing ive ever read.

LMAO SIMS is SO FUCKING weird. every time i see a gif of the game i'm just like ????

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myfaveisnormal · 1 year

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I posted 12,546 times in 2022

That's 10,295 more posts than 2021!

187 posts created (1%)

12,359 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 4,151 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#like i have a special interest in neurological disorders (mainly pds but sometimes other stuff too) and sometimes whn talking about them as

My Top Posts in 2022:

DO NOT INTERACT IF:

- youre the fastest thing ive ever seen

- that strike of lightning i just saw was you

- dont stop

- weve gotta keep it going all night

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Thank you for tagging me, @ angomay! The rule is to tag nine people, but feel free not to babes ;)

Favourite colour: Ohh I find it hard to pick favourite things like that, but lots of my things have been pink and red lately

Currently reading: I'm planning on getting Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka next week, as per my philosophy teacher's request

Last song I've listened to: Master and Servant by Depeche Mode!!! I love that song :)

Last series I've watched: I've watched a few episodes of Invisible City. I had to stop because I was stimming too much though fhekfhsjfh

Last movie I watched: I haven't watched any movies in a while, but think it was Sense and Sensibility.

Cravings: Sleep. And peace

Currently working on: A school play! I have so much to dooo...

Tagging: @ khonshufan @ minecraft-java @ r4np0e @ trans-hunter @ mortonscastle @ donaldtheduckdad @ shineyfish @ mntcoronet @ vampireautism and anyone who wants to do this! Feel free to tag me if you do :)

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[Video description: Recording of an audio titled "Chekov In Pain". When played, a voice calls out "Chekov!", to which he responds by screaming in pain. The voice calls out again, and this time Chekov screams for longer. End VD]

fuck it. chekov in pain chewsday

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My #1 post of 2022

[ID: The "these hoes tryna distract me" meme, drawn over to show Benjamin Sisko studying while Gul Dukat lifts his shirt to show his breasts. Sisko is captioned "Me tryna maintain my federation ideals", and Dukat, " These hoes tryna distract me 🤦🏿‍♂️". End ID]

was looking for ways to procrastinate hw and remembered a post by @ tuvokswag . god help me

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veilspun · 4 years

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me, during a festival: *puts apparel item after apparel item in the cauldron in hopes of obtaining one (1) piece of grey slime, to no avail*

baldwin, immediately after the fest ends:

#scribbles #flight rising #this is THE fastest ive ever drawn a bogsneak #im so frustrated w/ him. he wont give me any grey slime during fests but as soon as they end? its the only thing he'll give me

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sugaa · 6 years

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can I ask how long it takes you to do your art usually? I draw semi-realistically and it takes me between 8 and 15ish hours to finish a drawing usually and I feel like it shouldn't be taking that long for the complexity level I do.... time for more practice maybe? anyway your art is so pretty! the style is so cool kajsgfjg

man im lucky if it takes less than 10 hours so dont worry the length it takes you, everyone goes at different speeds, the jimin one i recently posted took me i say 25+ hours if i had to estimate, the jin one i posted this past weekend took me over 70 hours so for me it varies since i struggle more with certain members

so yeah i wouldnt worry how long it takes you, the difficulty of the reference picture, background, colors, member, and canvas size all take part in how long a piece takes so the more complex/larger it is the longer itll take

#the fastest ive ever drawn was 3 hours and the canvas was super small and it was just a dorky doodle kinda thing #while the longest has been that jin one that took me over a week of working on it every day #Anonymous

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librebananr · 7 years

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yesterday, i made a post about how “shiro’s” new haircut makes him look like buzz lightyear

today, the inevitable happened....

#vld #vld s3 #voltron legendary defender #shiro #takashi shirogane #vld shiro #vld season 3 #my art #vld-spoiler #i #put so much effort into a shitpost #well tbh tho this was probably the fastest good thing ive ever drawn

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shinahbee · 3 years

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Draw 6 cute characters challenge

So I don’t know if anyone has ever done this version of the draw 6 characters, but i decided since I’ve been reading so much BL webtoons/ manhwa, this would be the fastest way for me to cover some of the webtoons I wanted to make fan art of, there was so many characters in the world of manhwa,it is impossible to cover all of them.

so I made two versions, the “uke “ and “seme” versions, I don’t really like using these terms since I frankly don’t care which character is top or bottom...I don’t understand why people like to debate with others about which is which...roll my eyes. how the term Uke was explained to me is the partner that plays the role of a female in a male-male relationship, they usually have more feminine qualities than the other and are built smaller. But there are some characters that don’t act feminine at all and are a similar body structure as their counter part, so I’m just going to go by the definition of “ uke “ being a person who suffers emotional trauma and honestly deserve more love than the author will give them...lol

not really joking since a lot of these characters are victims of sexual and emotional abuse and are the most cursed people in a story...about THEM!

so this is a way for me to show my appreciation and love to all those characters. I listed names from all these series that I have either finished/ or is currently reading, but not the ones that I have already featured in a few of my drawings, for instance I talked about path to you, I didn’t include neil and jensen in the challenge because I have already drawn them.

then i used a random name generator on google to select the nominees, and here’s the 6 that came out from that draw

Jihoon- Turn off the camera: i think this character is the closest to my art style so it was not that hard to draw him, this series is some kinky sh*t so i don’t really recommend it to someone who can’t look at it from a satirical standpoint, you won’t like it other wise.

Sunyool- Tractor of Love: never featured this but it is one of the new ones ‘Ive been reading and i like the characters since the its more than just two people falling in love, there is a lot of realistic human emotions involved and finding your career path and what you truly like. I highly recommend this series, about sunyool, i’m not sure if he is considered “uke” but he is smaller than yechan, but yechan acts more feminine..lol. its confusing so i just stuck his name in here, not knowing he would be selected.

Chanmin- Room to room: I almost called this door to door cause this was a spin off series to another manhwa called window to window, but i like this couple more.lol. This boy is cursed with the plague of the manhwa troupe “ red haired boys = red flag” lol. but chanmin is proving that not all red heads are bad, he is actually a character that suffered from emotional trauma in his past and a break up from his long term relationship, to the point where he gets sexomnia, which is a condition where a person will have sleep sex with whom ever is closest to him at any moment without realizing it. good thing the person whom he is involved with respects him and loves him unconditionally, which is very rare in manhwa, so in that respect, i recommend this manhwa to those who just like a good solid relationship developing over time.

Felix - Hold me tight: I can’t believe I haven't talked about this series yet, it is really good, depending on what your reading it for of course, if you like sex scenes it has plenty, if you like story and character development, it has one of the best ones, Felix and Gio are really well written characters that I've read in manhwa, they are a power couple and there is no struggle in the power dynamic of their relationship. They both are such witty characters and their interactions will make you sqeel...lol. I’m so glad i got Felix selected because I wanted to draw him for a while now. I honestly recommend this series the most.

Nakyum- Painter of the night: I don’t think there is anyone who has not heard of this series or have not read it, so i’m going to wait until the series is all over to make an official review on it, cause...i have a few things to say...lol. but I really was hoping not to get nakyum in the draw mainly because he’s really pretty and i wont ever be able to capture that, but this is one of the series where it is so popular that even if you’ve not read it, you’ll see this character every where.

also they have a Japanese BL audio drama reading of it coming soon, so if you are into that...you can look forward to hearing it.

Kang joon- The third ending: This is another new one that I started recently and I am in love with it, the story so far is so whole some and cute and the characters are really likable. joon in particular is really into baking and he baked his crush some yuzu cookies and packaged them up individually, aww...its so cute. when guys do that it really gets me.lol. like I said this is fairly new so I hope to see where this story goes and hopefully draw some fan art.

okay so that is it for this draw 6 fan arts Uke edition, if you would like to see the Seme edition please give this a like and take a wild guess as to who may be featured in the comments. the reason why I didn’t ask for suggestions is because i’m sure i read enough of this myself to just list characters on my own.lol.

hope you all enjoyed! follow me on my social media for more updates

take care,

sheena

#shounen ai #6 fanarts #yaoi manga #bl manga #manhwa #yaoi manhwa #bl manhwa #boys love #draw 6 characters #manga boys #painter of the night #turn off the camera #hold me tight #tractor of love #anime fanart

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stargir1z · 4 years

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hello !! ik this may sound super vague but do you have any advice on where to start for understanding youself better / spirituality . ive been having a rough year kinda and realised how out of touch id become but idk where to start to pick up the pieces once again aaaa this might b a hard / heavy to answer q but i just thought ud be a good person to ask :P hope u have a good day angel

i really dont know why you selected me for this question considering i know next to nothing about real spiritual practice lmao.. but ill try my best <3

id say one of the most important things you can do is cultivate your environment to be both encouraging of self reflection as well as safe and homely. follow instagram/tumblr/etc pages that open up discussion of ideas you want to learn about or show aptitude at things you struggle with -- ranging from simple things like if you really value taking care of your hair follow someone with good hair, to something more emotional like someone who talks about their healthy relationships/friendships that might encourage you to implement their practices into your own social life, etc. also just cleanse cleanse cleanse! 1. get rid of all the clothes you like the IDEA of but actually hate WEARING (same thing with makeup and hair and etc products), 2. organise your google drive, bookshelf, photo album, basically any place you use to organise and keep track of information and learning tools... this will give you direction in the sense that by figuring out what you dont need, you can narrow down what you are drawn towards and what you might be emotionally and intellectually craving .

same thing w ur friends. do ur close friends teach you anything about yourself? do they encourage you to explore yourself, to try new things, to bring new ideas back to them so you can talk about it? if not -- if you feel like they hold u back growth wise or severely distract you from getting to know yourself -- then youre in a bit of a social stalemate and maybe it’s time to meet sum new people. u should always have friends that act as a sort of mirror to urself. through your similarities and differences with another, you are given a chance to widen your understanding of the human condition (and therefore ur compassion), take comfort in the connection between u and another, and use ur new understanding and relief for problem solving in your own life .

last thing ill say is write a lot. i struggle with this too and often feel that time passes by way too quickly as im absorbed in Going Through The Motions without any real meaning. a couple things that give me hope and definition in my life even if i dont have the energy for a whole diary entry are just noting down a beautiful/emotionally charged moment quickly in your notes app (like . i saw the stars ivery clearly n hk for the first time ever after 3 years of living here a couple days ago at 3 am when i was smokin on my balcony and i was absolutely amazed) or when you feel frustration, overwhelm, anger, or an indescribable sadness just have some sort of private story or notes app folder and start writing and trust me itll be hard to STOP.

also take pictures of your friends. and yourself, and places you go. what do you feel when you look at them? what does the experience teach you, and what does the feeling of the experience captured teach you? and b grateful for that. i think just giving love is the fastest way to remind urself why u are here. get a gift for someone. write an email to an old mentor or a txt to a friend from years ago. try to always say happy birthday and when u have the energy, slide up on someones call of distress and give some words of care. the feeling of power found in touching someone else... i think that can center u and give dimension to your self perception, seeing urself outside of urself in the form of ur kindness .

i hope this made sense! much kis n lov <3

#anon #**

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jflashandclash · 5 years

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Traitors of Olympus IV: Fall of the Sun

Twenty-Two: Calex

No Swimming in the Holy Rivers

Reyna and Calex were able to strongly encourage their previous hosts to give them directions off the resort. They left the pervs of Lemnos and stumbled into an uncanny, underground jungle.

From what Calex understood of Axel’s plan, they were supposed to end up in the Labyrinth as a cut-through to Tartarus. Without ever having been in the Labyrinth, Calex could sense this wasn’t right. This wasn’t the Labyrinth he’d read stories about.

Axel’s Mist mask evaporated as soon as they entered the jungle. If anything, his cat features seemed to grow more prominent, the black, patterned fur creeping along his scalp, the gold of his eyes even brighter. His ears twitched violently at every sound. He and Thalia scanned their surroundings with the routine and attention of a referee monitoring their home-team in a shootout. The huntress and guide took to the front, clearing a small path.

Calex and Reyna brought up the back, him with his bow ready to fire at any crazed lemurs that might jump in their path and Reyna with her spear, also scanning their sides and behind them, to assure they weren’t being followed.

“So, what is all of this?” was the only feigned courage that Calex could bluff after several minutes of crunching foliage. “And how will it get us to Euna?”

No one answered at first, though Calex swore he could hear Axel swallow as the Mayan clenched his fist.

Calex had seen the Liberian rainforest. During the two hour drive from Robert’s International Airport up the Monrovia-Kakata highway, the rainforest was interspersed and looming amongst rubber plantations, farms, and marketplaces.

This was different.

There was no warmth of the African sun. There were no villages tucked away in clearings or dilapidated roads. Just an ominous wrongness telling Calex he didn’t belong here. The canopy above and the foggy horizon in the distance glowed with an eerie turquoise light, like they’d stumbled into a cavernous Atlantis.

At least part of him felt attached to Liberia’s rainforest, even if the attachment was resentment. Here, the soft, sporadic rustling of the branches and foliage seemed to hiss, “Yoruba pup, Helen spawn, bastard of two continents, join us for some afternoon tea. See who will end up in the biscuits that we put on our table.”

This jungle would swallow him whole.

As if the others could sense the same thing, everyone stayed uncomfortably quiet.

Calex was annoyed. After saving Thalia and Axel from the shag of many consequences (he decided, despite his dislike of Pax, that he’d cheer Pax up with that story later), he deserved that question answered.

He was glad that Reyna cleared her throat to repeat his question, “Axel? You really think Euna went this way?”

None of them wanted to doubt Axel’s true sight through the Labyrinth, but Calex couldn’t help the nagging sensation that something was amiss. His eyes kept drifting from the jungle to the helm latched along Axel’s beltline.

Earlier, all of the shame that Calex had previous sensed in the Silver Tongued Snake Helm had been seeping back into Pax. Calex gently extended his senses. It was invasive, but Calex reminded himself this could be necessary. Though, by not asking Axel’s permission to search his emotions, this would make Calex as bad as their hometown dodgy creep, Pax.

Typically, Axel exhibited a practiced composure. That meditated calm was gone, replaced with a cacophony of emotions: anguish, defeat, remorse, confusion. As Calex feared, underlying it all, the hatred and malice of the Leonis Caput was cracking away at Axel’s reserve. The lines separating what made Axel what he was and what made the Leonis Caput a monster were deteriorating. With each little crack, as Axel struggled to control that animosity, he turned the hatred inward.

Yet, as Calex’s unbearable primary teacher would have said, Axel bore “a stiff upper lip.” Calex always loathed that saying. As if someone could switch out their lip for that of an android.

Axel shook his head, like he could feel Calex prying into his emotions.

Calex wrangled his Eros senses back in, returning his attention to the forest floor. He wondered how many seconds had passed while he searched.

Axel said, “Euna didn’t go this way. If we wanted to follow her directly, we would have to…” For an instant, Calex could see a visual representation of Axel’s cracking as the older boy paled. “We would have to go through the Princess Andromeda, and she has too much of a head start. My true vision says this is the fastest way to go—a shortcut.”

Ahead, Calex could see the canopy break into a small clearing. The ground quivered enough that he felt like he was under a motorway. He might have assumed there should be water ahead, but the increasing din sounded more like the continuous slide of falling rocks.

“How long a shortcut, Cat Breath?” Thalia asked, using her daggers to push vines and branches out of the way.

“Sorry, the glowy path my true vision provides doesn’t have an estimated time bar,” Axel said and Calex could envision his half-smirk. “But, if I had to guess, it’ll take us fifteen to thirty minutes as opposed to the hour or two if we descended through the Labyrinth. We just need to cross one of the rivers to get out and get back to the Labyrinth, but, uh, not this one.”

“So, we’re not in the Labyrinth?” Reyna asked carefully.

Calex hadn’t processed Reyna’s question. He was about to ask “why not” about the river.

The trees opened to a clearing, and he could see the river moving slowly and seeming to bubble.

But, it wasn’t bubbling, and the substance inside wasn’t water.

All of them stopped to stare from ten meters away.

When Calex realized that the narrow river was made out of thousands of scorpions crawling atop each other, he could handle that. At least a bit. Admittedly, he got a tad queasy. But, his mum made him eat a scorpion once at a Chinese restaurant down the street from their flat. (Tom had teased him until Tiwa said it was his turn). And, they’d chased an emperor scorpion or two out of the clinic every summer holiday.

“Guaba,” Reyna cursed. When Calex glanced at her, he found that he wasn’t the only one looking queasy.

At their stare, she straightened her posture. “Tailless whip scorpions. They’re… spiders in Puerto Rico. Not my favorite arachnid,” she said stiffly.

Remembering all the other times Calex frantically smashed various arachnids and insects in the clinic, Calex wanted to inform Reyna that he sympathized, but figured it wisest to bring as little attention to her discomfort as possible.

“So,” Axel concluded, “Not crossing Xibalba’s Black River.”

“That’s an understatement,” Thalia said. “How about setting fire to the Black River?”

Axel led them back into the undergrowth, using his sword to cleave a path. Thalia helped along his side while Reyna and Calex resumed their vigilance from behind. “This one isn’t as bad as the White River,” Axel muttered.

“What’s in the White River?” Reyna asked gravely.

Calex considered what albino creepy-crawlies could make a river--

“Pus.”

Upon hearing it, Calex wasn’t sure he could get his emotions sorted.

Fortunately, neither could Thalia. While Scorpion Creek seemed Reyna’s downfall, Thalia stopped hacking to stare at Axel. “Cat Breath, why does your underworld have a river of PUS?!” she demanded.

“Why doesn’t yours?” he seemed to mean it as a genuine question, not pausing to look at her. Sweat dripped from his chest onto the crisscross of roots and vines and, likely, snakes below. In the oppressive heat and lack of sunlight, Axel opted to stash his shirt into his rucksack. “I always wondered why it was a river of fire instead. Isn’t fire holy to Hephaestus? Shouldn’t a river of fire be holy to him and, therefore, by his workshop instead of in Tartarus?”

“Other options beyond river crossing? Perhaps a trolley?” Calex asked, not wanting to think about how many pimples needing popping to make that river a thing. Or that Axel had admitted they were in Xibalba, whatever that meant.

Axel shook his head. “We either cross a river, take a road, or pass through one of the houses. I fear any movement on the roads will alert the Lords of Xibalba to our presence—”

“Bad?” Thalia guessed.

Axel nodded. “And to cross through a house, you need to stay there overnight. While time passes differently here than outside—“ He gestured to two watches on his wrist. One still had a pink permanent marker heart drawn on and a Leminian citizen’s phone number. “—that’s too long a gamble. So river.”

Ahead, the dense foliage appeared to part again. Calex relaxed to hear the sound of sloshing water. However, the closeness of another river didn’t make sense. They couldn’t have walked more than half a kilometer. True, geography in the Underworld was likely to be a bit dodgy, but two rivers that close ought to converge, right?

Calex held down the urge to vomit at the thought of a pus-scorpion river. That would be the end. The gore or horror wouldn’t thwart him: a weak stomach would.

“That’s the White River, innit?” Calex asked, wondering if these heroes would boot him from the group if he lost his lunch.

Axel shook his head. “The Red River. It’s the one we’re crossing.”

This time, Calex smelled the river before he saw it. While the mugginess still choked him, the wet scent of the forest gave way to a metallic bite.

Calex had smelled this scent a lot at the clinic. He’d smelled it in the infirmary. But this was overpowering. By the time the trees and shrubbery parted, he already knew what to expect, but the amount felt overwhelming.

This river slugged along. In the perpetual turquoise twilight of the jungle, the continents looked like black sludge or dirty motor oil. Judging by the slow slosh along the shoreline, it was highly vicious.

Cartoon-red bubbles foamed along the shoreline and in leisurely-spiraling eddies. This river was wide, far wider than the White River, maybe the width of the Thames. Any sand or foliage that snaked into the river was stained a dark pink.

Calex shivered as he stared at the two-toned water, dominantly black with a glistening crimson hue.

For a sick moment, he remembered a picture from one of his history classes, something about Mayans shooting captives, intentionally inflicting nonlethal wounds to bleed them and let the blood drain down the slants in the execution court. Calex envisioned hundreds of bodies strung in the above world to make this river.[1] Then, he thought about his patients in Kakata, and the way they hemorrhaged from the eyes, ears, and nose. Some vomited blood. Would they have contributed to this? How many people needed to be killed to make this river?

“I need a rabbit to cross,” Axel said.

Calex didn’t realize he was staring. He shook his head, unable to get his voice box to work.

“A rabbit?” Reyna repeated, sounding hollow.

“Yep, a rabbit,” Axel affirmed.

“Do Mayan rabbits make excellent, river-hopping mounts?” Thalia asked.

More mythological transport. If Calex wasn’t going to throw up before, he definitely would make some pavement pizza now.

“No,” Axel said, “But it will make crossing easier if we can find one. Huntress, Praetor, would you mind catching one for us?” Axel didn’t look at Thalia. Although Calex could tell Axel had carefully picked out the words, the question sounded more like a command.

Thalia seemed annoyed and suspicious. “What? Do jaguars have trouble catching widdle wrabbits?”

“No, I need to make preparations,” Axel said, walking towards the river.

Reyna’s lips pressed into a thoughtful frown. Her gaze narrowed as Axel knelt in front of the river, a little too heavily. “Leonis Caput,” she said coldly, “the Lieutenant and I are here to assure your continued… cooperation.”

Considering Axel could easily lead them to one of these “houses” and shove them in with little more than a, “ta-ta!” and run off without them ever hoping to find their way back without a guide, Calex found their concern unwarranted if not comical or a bit offensive. “Hey—” Calex began to say when Reyna made a whistling noise.

Aurum and Argentum, her automaton guard dogs, appeared at her side. Argentum strolled up to Axel, his tail wagging. The Mayan gave the silver hound a tired smile and rubbed the dog behind the ears.

Reyna’s frown turned to irritation at the dog’s trust. She bent to pet the warier dog’s head. “You know they can tell when you’re lying. What kind of preparations and why don’t you want us here?”

Axel froze. His ears flattened against his head and he puffed up his cheeks to pop them. “I need to remember the diction used in the Popol Vuh—”

“The Pope’s view?” Calex asked.

“Our ancient book,” Axel said. “It’s been awhile since I’ve looked at a physical copy and, in order to get out of here, I need to meditate to remember how they speak—”

Aurum began to growl.

Argentum nipped at Axel’s hand in warning.

Axel rapidly withdrew from Argentum’s range.

Reyna scowled. “Axel?” She folded her arms. “What are you hiding from us?”

His face went red. He glanced at Reyna, then looked away.

Thalia drummed her fingers along the mace on her belt.

Calex set a hand on Axel’s shoulder. “Come on, mate—”

“Your presence,” Axel said, his voice stiff, “is distracting me.”

He didn’t mean Calex.

Calex choked on a laugh. Instead of squeezing Axel’s shoulder to show him it was okay, Calex patted Axel’s back twice in amusement. “Right,” Calex said.

Nether dog growled to signify that Axel was lying.

“Ladies,” Calex said, “Mind if I borrow Axel to have a nice chat long this lovely shoreline?”

Thalia went red. Reyna looked confused, before her complexion took a similar dive towards the warm spectrum. They exchanged a glance, and Calex saw Thalia start to form the words, “which one of us?” to Axel’s comment before realizing how rubbish a question that was.

Instead, she withdrew some kind of hunter’s snare from her pack. After a split second to collect herself, she rolled her eyes. “Boys. Come on, Reyna. Let’s go hunt while the boys talk about their feelings or whatever.”

Reyna couldn’t manage a proper retort. Calex blinked at seeing this amazing warrior that he read so much about during summer holiday, seeing her… well, be as speechless as any other teen might have been. And Axel, whom Calex admired for his bravery and stoicism, reduced to clumsy diversions. He remembered something Annabeth once told him: that all gods feared Eros as the most powerful primordial. Apparently all heroes were at his whim too.

Reyna nodded after a moment. “Aurum, stay and make sure they don’t do anything…” She fumbled for a word. “Suspicious. Argentum, help me flush out the rabbit.”

The silver dog perked up and trotted over to his master. Aurum sat down on his haunches, examining Axel intently with its ruby eyes.

After a moment of silence where no one knew what to say, Thalia and Reyna started back into the jungle.

Axel cleared his throat, straightening his posture. “Stay close to the river. Then, you can find your way back without me coming to get you. Don’t go near any fruit trees or decapitated heads hanging off fruit trees. And if you do, don’t let them spit at you.”

“Why would we—”

“Wasn’t planning on it, Cat Breath!” Thalia called over her shoulder. She took Reyna’s arm and hurried the praetor out of sight, cuing Calex into how uncomfortable Thalia still felt with that whole love potion incident.

Once they were in the jungle, Axel collapsed onto his haunches. He exhaled heavily and leaned back, placing one hand behind himself to keep propped up.

Aurum mimicked the movement, lowering himself down to the ground while keeping his ruby eyes on them.

Calex sat beside Axel, only two meters from the bloody shoreline. Some of the bubbles were so viscous, they didn’t pop, but caught along the bank to bob in the current like a scene from It.

The nausea threatened to return at the reek of metal.

“So, you’re having trouble being around two girls you fancy?” Calex teased, trying to get his mind off their surroundings.

Axel sighed. He slipped a hand past his leather skirting, into his jean pockets, and withdrew a box of cigarettes and a lighter. “I’m having trouble being around myself,” he said, tapped out a cigarette, slipped it in his mouth, and cupped his mouth to light the tip.

Calex frowned. “Those things will kill you, mate. And I don’t think Reyna or Thalia will much care for the smell.”

Axel exhaled a line of smoke. “I’m trying to quit. Normally, Ajax switches all my cigarettes out with gum, but he won’t get close enough to steal them right now.” His voice sounded distant as he examined how the blood leisurely slugged along the riverbed.

Calex remembered Pax slipping something into his pocket when the dodgy prick hugged him earlier. Calex reached inside to withdraw a box of cherry-mint gum. Calex tapped Axel’s leg with the box. “He’s a clever bastard, I’ll give him that. Outsourcing help nowadays.”

Axel’s blank countenance broke, his lip curving up. He sighed, took one last long drag, then pressed the tip of the cigarette into the pinkish shoreline. Smoke twisted up, into the bluish-green mist of the canopy.

“It’s amazing how annoying he can be from such a distance,” Axel said. He puffed up his cheeks, popped them, then slipped a piece of gum into his mouth.

“You won’t be needing this, mind you,” Calex said, picking up the box of cigarettes.

Axel’s ears flattened further against his scalp. He shook his head.

Without thinking, Calex pitched the box of cigarettes into the bloody river. The box floated for a moment before getting slurped under.

Axel paled.

Aurum sat up.

Calex paused. “That was sacrilegious, wasn’t it?”

Both glanced around, waiting for a Mayan god to string them up and add their blood to the river.

When nothing happened, Axel’s shoulders relaxed again and Aurum rested back down. “I guess not. Just, uh, don’t litter in my holy rivers again.”

“Noted,” Calex said. He thought about how jumbled everything had been, and that they hadn’t gotten a break. Sure, he’d been ready to tease Axel about Thalia and Reyna—Axel didn’t seem to be handling the love potion thing as well as Thalia had—but there was a lot more going on than just that.

Even if they successfully made it through this Underworld to get to Euna, then somehow convinced her to come back to Camp Half-Blood, they’d either be coming back in the middle of a battle, or to a destroyed camp. According to Axel’s Kronos watch, they had time. And maybe they would return home to find everything all tea biscuits and sunshine, but maybe they would find another friend had been tossed into a fire or someone else had been beaten to death.

Even if everything went well, Axel, Euna, Pax, and Alabaster were still wanted by the Romans.

They weren’t through the hardest part yet, and, from Calex’s sneak peek into Axel’s head, Axel wasn’t well.

“You know,” Calex said softly. “A wise leader once told me, if I was emotionally compromised, not to push my luck. He also reminded me that even the bravest and most loyal warriors have their moments of doubt and weakness.”

Axel cracked a smile. “First Alabaster, now you.”

“Pardon?”

He shook his head.

Calex snorted. He remembered hanging out with his cousin after a football game, his cousin going on about some girl or another, and how much his cousin would pretend to be confidence before begging for advice, despite being older and “wiser.” Until then, Calex hadn’t noticed how much he missed his cousin or the taste of a sandwich from Café Rouge.

Thinking about what Axel said to the girls, Calex laughed.

“Is there something funny, child of Eros?” Axel asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m thinking of the look on Merry’s face if I told her that I need her to step away for a moment so I could meditate on the Qur’an.” He wanted to mime the way Axel had staggered to the shoreline, but thought that would be a bit much. “She’d obliterate me for that one, wouldn’t she? ‘Specially if a magical dog told her I was lying, right?”

Aurum huffed at Calex’s chuckle.

Axel frowned. “I do need to replicate the Popol Vuh’s speech patterns to cross the river. The lie was about the meditation. Chiich, Frasco, and Santiago all made sure I could quote that book by heart.”

The more Axel spoke, the more oblivious he sounded. Calex shoved his shoulder. “Mate, I can’t imagine you survived the whole of the Titan War if you get that flustered each time the praetor is near you. Did Thalia’s thing really shake you that much? Aurum and Argentum didn’t say you were lying about the girls flustering you.”

Aurum snorted from where he’d relaxed again.

Axel puffed up his cheeks and popped them. His exhale turned into a sigh of defeat. “Calex… I’m worried about what will happen when I get near Backbiter.”

“Luke’s sword?” Calex asked, unsure he’d heard him correctly. This was about to become a much more complicated, unpredictable love triangle if Axel was daring to go where Calex thought he might be.

Axel nodded. “When Leo reforged it, and I stepped on it, the Leonis Caput took over and I almost attacked Kally.”

Despite wanting to help Axel out, Calex felt an overwhelming urge to slog him across the scruffy goatee. For some reason, he always associated all the lying and manipulation that lead up to Joey’s death as Pax’s fault. He forgot that the Pax brothers had jointly forced Leo into recrafting the blade, and, apparently, put Kally into a compromised situation. “Might have been nice to know a fortnight or two ago,” Calex said tightly. “Anything else you care to share with the team?”

“The Leonis Caput is very interested in Reyna. With everything that happened with Ajax…” Axel’s fingers fished into his pocket, then glared out at the river, where his cigarettes were. He leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees and cross his arms to rest his chin there. “I’m mentally exhausted. My resolve has run down. If the Leonis Caput challenges me, I won’t be able to fight it. Reyna can take the monster. I’m not worried about that. But, if it happens when we need to talk to Euna… and she’s holding Backbiter…”

“What are you getting at, mate?” Calex asked.

“I can’t tell Euna not to take vengeance for her sister or to stall her vengeance by helping the camp. If I could punish Ares and Aphrodite right now…” Axel swallowed. The grip he had on his own arms became tight.

He sounded mad.

“Are you, Axel, disappointed in yourself that you couldn’t take out two gods?” Calex asked, hoping Axel would hear how ridiculous that sounded.

“Yes,” he said without a hint of sarcasm. “And I’m hoping Euna can succeed where I failed. I can’t—in honesty—try to change her path. I just want to make sure she’s safe, since I feel like I’ve failed so many in that regard. I can still get us to her, but Calex…”

Axel’s golden eyes narrowed to thin slits as he examined Calex, like he could sniff out any of Calex’s weaknesses.

“Reyna and Euna don’t know each other. Thalia and Euna haven’t had the time to get super close. It’s going to be up to you if you want to stop her: someone bent on revenge for a dead sister with a god-killing scythe and a droplet to enhance her powers to godliness. Plus Jack, who will really be egging her on. Once I get you to Tartarus and we find Euna, I can’t help you, even if I wanted to, and I don’t think Thalia and Reyna will be able to either. You’ll be on your own.”

Calex swallowed. That wasn’t too much responsibility or anything.

As he heard the crunching of Reyna and Thalia as they returned from the hunt,[2] all he could croak out was, “Brilliant.” And, after a pause, “We can go back to talking about the girls. That’s something I specialize in and—”

“I’ll push you into this river,” Axel said with a crooked grin.

“Noted.”

Thanks for reading guys! I hope you enjoyed!!!! :D And I hope you’re having a lovely Saturnalia <3

footnotes:

[1] Check out more info on this when Pax and Axel get their stand alone series XD Since I’m sure blood, pus, and scorpion rivers are your favorite. Hold on. Pax is crying saying his neon bathing suit will get stained if he has to go near any of these and he knows someone will throw him in. He’s probably not wrong.

[2] When I first wrote this, I put “return from the foods.” We still don’t know what was wrong with Jack that day. Except that Jack loves rabbit ragu because he’s a monster.

#pjo #hoo #fanfiction #Traitors of Olympus #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #Heroes of Olympus #Axel #Calex #Thalia #Reyna #Jack Jack is BACK XD #i hope #we'll see how we survive through the holidays *salutes the family sinking ship*#But i hope you guys have a happy holiday and a relaxing break!

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