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#you go ladies!
deathlessathanasia · 4 months
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Sure, everyone talks about Hera resenting and persecuting other women Zeus has children with, but let's also talk about Themis and Dione, both consorts of Zeus, coming to support Leto on Delos during her labour (Homeric Hymn 3), Maia raising Kallisto's son by Zeus (Apollodoros, Library 3.101), Leto raising a son of Zeus and Europa (Pausanias, Description of Greece 3.13.5), and Artemis and Athena being reared together with Persephone (Diodoros of Sicily, Library of History 5.2.3), which leads me to believe that (at least in this tradition) Demeter and Leto are on good terms and raised their daughters (and Athena) in common.
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pikslasrce · 4 months
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im ngl that scene in the lighthouse when hes trying to jerk off to the idea of a hot mermaid but keeps getting distracted by unsightly visions symbolizing his guilty conscience and descent into insanity is so real like. it really is like that sometimes
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zoe-oneesama · 2 months
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Yeah, no jokes here.
Episode 52 Part 13 First < Previous > Next Season 1, Season 2, Season 3, Season 4, Season 5 Ep 41, Ep 42, Ep 43, Ep 44 Ep 45, Ep 46, Ep 47, Ep 48, Intermission, Ep 49, Ep 50, Ep 51
Bonus:
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The only joke is you two.
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bigfatbreak · 3 months
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Hypothetically speaking, what would happen if Feralnette ended up in the Scarlet Lady timeline?
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big fan.
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arunneronthird · 4 months
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third ones the charm
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queenofinys · 1 month
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she's right and she should say it rebecca ferguson for dune: part two (2024)
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lazylittledragon · 10 months
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they'll make it work
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chalkrub · 6 months
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more svanhildr - trying new things, like a brave boy
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buried-in-stardust · 1 year
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Song - 夜猫 by 张蔷
[eng by me]
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demonictacobeard · 2 months
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Lilith, surprised when Adam’s contact picture shows up on her phone: Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’re supposed to be dead aren’t you? I felt the deal break months ago
Adam, who got sick of his and Lucifer’s UST last night and made a move: I mostly lived bitch, I just had to ask YOU PICKED THE BORING ASS BEACHES OF PURGATORY OVER SEX WITH THAT MAN FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
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On one hand, I think it’d be SO interesting if we never get a direct confirmation that Evelyn is a Clawthorne. Of course she is, we all know she is, but they never say it outright. She, and Caleb, forever haunt the narrative in silence. None of the characters will ever know, and that silence will haunt us, too.
On the other hand, imagine if when Belos is losing his mind and being evil and whatnot, battling Eda, who’s already going through some shit, he ends up saying “Evelyn Clawthorne” either directly towards her like how he was with Flapjack, or just as a taunt.
Cue Eda thinking he’s just an asshole who couldn’t even remember her name, she barely gets to say as such before there’s a “WHAT” off-screen, cut to Hunter and Luz, who were probably supposed to be hiding, looking like this
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And tell me this wouldn’t be the funniest fucking shit you’d see in your entire life
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luna-lovegreat · 2 months
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Currently obsessed with the idea that the boys go to Time for love advice, since "he's married so he knows this stuff right?"
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I mean they couldn't recognize a wedding ring??? And neither did he???
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And time was saying this in his youth I mean cmon
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Twilight: So ancestor. What would you do if like. Malon left to another world and never came back
Time: ... bro Malon called me fairy boy and then we were married like what
Hyrule: So uhh old man. How does one. Meet a girl.
Time: By speaking to her I guess? Or not, Malon did the talking for me
Hyrule: riiiiight...
Wild *no tact*: Hey so like... what if your redheaded wife who's name started with M died.
Time: what?!?!
Wild, undeterred: but like before she proposed.
Time: ...
Wild: and you don't remember if you would have said yes. What's your advice for dealing with that?
Time: ... vent to a fairy?
Warriors: hey old man
Time: no no no not this one asking me please
Warriors: how do I get women to stop coming after me. So I can ya know. Choose without war trying to force me into relationships
Time: I can safely say I've never had that problem captain
Wars: of course not *smirks*
Wars: ok but seriously how do I make them go away
Time: ... wear a wedding ring so they think you're taken, I've got a shiny extra
Time: no no why- they won't stop, I don't know how to do love!
Time: ok well at least I have legend. That kid would never ask for advice, I'll sit by him.
Legend: so old man.
Time, looking forward to a normal conversation: yeah?
Legend: hypothetically, what would you do if you found out Malon didn't exist.
Legend: And her whole world didn't, but it did, and now it doesn't
Time: ...Excuse me for a minute.
Time, writing a letter as fast as he can: MALON HOW DO I GIVE LOVE ADVICE THEY THINK IM WISE
Malon: lol
Happy Valentine's Day guys, have a headcanon :P
The boys go to Time for love advice and Time spouts whatever wise-sounding bs he can, before shoving them all on Malon for therapy when they visit the ranch
Art and comic by Jojo @linkeduniverse! :D
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zoe-oneesama · 1 year
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Just...just let her rest for a second, Chaton.
Episode 41 Part 16
First < Previous > Next
Season 1, Season 2, Season 3, Season 4, Season 5
Ep 42, Ep 43, Ep 44, Ep 45, Ep 46, Ep 47
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declamationark · 4 months
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Between Danny’s constant sleep deprivation, school stress, and his villains’ differing levels of goofiness, I’m surprised he didn’t try just.. crying, like there’s a reasonable chance they immediately regret making this kid cry
like dude, you get catharsis and your enemies get Guilted into awkwardly going "there there buddy (help??? how to stop crying??? do I just pat the kid's head????)" and giving you gifts
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promisingyounglady · 2 months
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go back to bed. | JP x Reader
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PAIRING: Javier Peña x Pregnant Wife!Reader
SYNOPSIS: after a difficult nights work, javier just wants to patch himself up in peace. of course, you’re not gonna have it.
WC: 1.3k
WARNINGS: mdni! reader is afab, no y/n, mentions of pregnancy, weapons, javi getting mildly hurt, profanity, suggestiveness, little bit of angst but a lot of sweetness too;(
AUTHORS NOTE: reblogging and feedback is appreciated
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The sound of running water is what wakes you up.
Your vision’s blurry from sleep, but you still make out the dimly lit room, a sliver of light peeking through the crack of the bathroom door. The sound of crickets chirping softly outside tells you it’s the early hours of the morning.
You hear shuffling, the obnoxious sound of objects hitting your tiles, and a quiet string of mumbled curses that you know belong to him.
“Mierda”
You blink softly, sitting up from your warm covers as your senses come together. More clanging of objects and a pair of scissors falling to the floor follows, and this time you paddle softly to the door, a shiver going up your back from only wearing a thin, white cotton nightgown.
You squint gently, pushing the door just enough so that you could confirm it was Javier.
“Fucking cheap ass bandages” you hear him mutter under his breath, struggling to cut the cloth with scissors, using his teeth instead.
With his broad back facing you, you make out a disordered array of disinfectant alcohol, medical supplies and gauze on your bathroom counter. You cross your arms, worried as you step closer.
Javi looks tired in his mirror reflection, brows furrowed and moustache in a frown as you watched your husband struggle with bandaging a fairly large cut on his right hand.
Your eyes widened at the blood.
”Javier.”
Javi looks up in the mirror, caught red-handed (quite literally) in the act of secretly bandaging his bloody hand so his very protective, and might he add, very pregnant wife didn’t freak out.
You stepped forward into the bathroom light, your large bump peeking through the nightgown you wore.
“Go back to bed, querida” he quickly says, hunched as he tries his best to hide the blood stained tissues beside him from your gaze. You sighed, knowing why Javi doesn’t like showing you.
“Ay, Javier” You spit harshly, waddling over as you scolded your tall husband who stands timid underneath your concerned gaze.
You snatched the rubbing alcohol from his hand. “You really want to make your pregnant wife mad by sneaking around with cuts and bruises?” It’s now your turn to furrow your brows and inspect his bleeding hand, shaking your head as you saw his fugle attempts at bandaging it up.
“Do you even stop to think how I feel when I see you get hurt like this?” You exclaimed, glaring at the man.
You see the pair of medical scissors lying on the bathroom floor, a few tissues and bloodied cloths with it. Despite being six months pregnant, you tried to pick up the objects, a hand against your back in support as you awkwardly shifted down.
Javier already feels too guilty that his heart hurts even more when he sees you struggle to perform basic activities. “Querida, querida, stop” he quickly bends down, swiftly picking up the lying tool with his left hand and putting it on the counter before you could.
You straightened your back, sighing at the sight of your husband on his knees, picking up the bandages as well as evidence of another one of his violent encounters with criminals as a DEA agent.
“I’m fine, I promise mi amor.” He reassures you softly, trying to say something that could make you use a different tone than the one you’re using one with him. “I bandaged it up earlier, but it just unraveled so-“
As Javi is eye-level with your stomach, you softly run your fingers through his hair, feeling his words stop and body tense at the action for a split second before melting into your touch. Javi shuts his eyes, pressing his forehead against your stomach and giving you and your child a kiss.
At least he was home. At least he was here with you.
“I know.” he breathes out amongst the silence. “I’m sorry honey.”
Hm, is all you reply in return, acknowledging that your husband knows he was wrong to give his pregnant wife such a scare in the middle of the night.
Javi looks up at you, big brown eyes searching for forgiveness in your own.
“I tried to be careful, I really did. But then the guy pulled out a knife, and-“
Your eyes widened softly before an unsettling feeling resided in your chest. Thinking of your husband being so dangerous to protect his country was conflicting. But it was for his people. As well as you and your child.
”Get up, carino” you say firmly.
Javier pauses, sighing as he obliged to your every word like it was his command.
Now your husband looms over you, right hand facing upwards with his makeshift bandages, as his left gently touches your back, pulling you closer to him.
You try not to let the endearing action cause your heart to flutter. You weren’t letting him slide so easily.
You bite your lip, frustrated at the fact that Javier continued to go on dangerous chases and stakeouts to catch Escobar, meanwhile you were sitting at home everyday with a dull ache in your heart as you envisioned your child not getting the chance to meet their father.
But seeing the bags under Javi’s eyes, along with the way he lowers his head quietly, you sigh and grab the stained cloth on the edge of counter. In silence, you took his large, rough hand into your soft one and patched his cut.
Javi knows better than to say anything at the moment. Instead he promises something you know he means more than actually committing. “I’ll be more careful”
You pressed the rubbing alcohol firmly in his wound, causing him to wince slightly.
“Damn right you’ll be” you mutter, protectively helping your husband.
Javier smiles at your actions, an overwhelming sense of love filling his heart.
“Murphy almost got shot if it makes you feel better”
You pause from cleaning up the medical supplies and his newly bandaged. You looked into your husbands eyes, pure shock and horror.
“By our boss, carino” Javier smiles. “The targets got away because Murphy was dumb enough to- AY“
You drown the sounds of your husbands laughter and words with a smack to the back of his head, cursing at him under your breath as you left the washroom with pursed lips.
Javier didn’t need to take many long strides to catch up to you, wrapping his arms around your belly, latching onto your sides and laughing as he tried to hold onto your tiny but furious form.
”es broma hermosa, I didn’t mean to-“
”Have fun sleeping on the couch, Peña” you swatted his hands away. Javier locks eyes with your waddling form before holding on to you and spinning you around swiftly in strong arms. Now standing in the dim bedroom, with your belly close to his body and noses almost touching, he looks at you with a hope of forgiveness in his crinkled eyes. The distance makes you hate him even more.
“It’s a joke my love, I’m sorry” he says grinning stupidly like a fool, only wanting to have seen you smile. You smack his chest hard, glaring up at him. “You’re an idiot, I hope you get shot next time”
Javier roars with laughter, unable to take your venomous words seriously when you looked so innocent and cute in his arms. In order to apologize, Javier bends down to kiss your lips.
However, you’re stubborn and shift your face away, trying your hardest not to smile as Javier tries to show his love to you.
“Javi! I hate you” you exclaimed, the pregnancy hormones making you meaner than you really were.
Your husband doesn’t mind at all, not when he cheekily sneaks a hand under your slip and grabs the soft mound of your breast. The action makes you gasp, Javier grinning in victory when you finally let your lips press into his.
God, did this man drive you insane.
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