sorcererlance:

shinyjiggly:

yamujiburo:

syn-the-guardian:

joseinextdoor:

Me as a kid: There’s no way Jessie and James are in their twenties! People have their shit together by then.

Me now: Wow okay yeah these broke disasters drowning in debt and picking up part-time gigs to supplement the meager pay from their crap job working for an evil boss are ONE THOUSAND PERCENT in their twenties, huh.

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They’re 15 and 16 last time I checked

Jessie and James have been confirmed 25 in the anime since the 2nd movie (and before that if we’re looking at radio dramas)

…how come they aged and ash didn’t?

stress from being poor

@n3verstopw1shing im james

I look to Aphrodite

polypaganpancakepearl:

hellenic-revivalist-heart:

“I’m aromantic,” I tell her.

“I’m asexual.

I have nothing to offer you.

To you, I am worthless.”

She raises my chin with her soft fingers,

“Oh, but you do.”

She points to my chest.

“Can you hear it beat?

There’s love in that heart.”

“It may not be sexual.

It may not be romantic.

But perhaps it exists in a different form.

Perhaps your love is a shape that cannot be defined.”

I look to Aphrodite,

For the comfort that there is love in my heart

And there is love for me to receive.

Even if it’s just from me, to me.

That love is there,

And it is gold.

@aroacepagans

virgilisaneternalmood:

claroquequiza:

zaiyofics:

the-ghost-of-keith-kogane:

fandangoing:

Okay guys hear me out.

A soulmate AU where you have a black stain where your soulmate is supposed to touch you for the first time and it turns to millions of colors once they do.

Like, so many people with their right palms all black, waiting for that one handshake.

People who have black knuckles who are scared for years that they end up punching their soulmate or something and end up coming home with their knuckles turned all shades of red and blue and purple without them noticing because sometimes your hands just brush together.

Someone having a very visible black palm on their cheek that they try to cover up because people will just know they will be slapped one day.

Just

consider the possibilities.

a handprint on your upper arm that bursts into colors during a fight you’re having with a close friend because you tried to walk away and they grabbed you–you never noticed that you never touched them until right now

twin handprints on your chest because your soulmate happens to be the paramedic who steps in to give you chest compressions that one time you almost died

a handprint on your palm but it’s not upside down like a handshake would be, you’re puzzled until you give someone a high five and the colors appear

someone you just met brushes a leaf off your shirt–RIGHT WHERE YOUR HANDPRINT IS YOU ALWAYS WONDERED WHY IT WAS ON YOUR PEC

I actually love this one a lot

Someone who is born with no mark at all–what a tragedy! But one day, a dear friend offers to braid their hair. They’re not even half done before they gasp and let it drop–their black palms and fingers are afire with color–

–and so is the half-done plait, bright against solid black hair.

OKAY THIS ONE WINS