#Wednesday is my birthday

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Guess who's getting their nose pierced on Wednesday???!!?!!!!!!!

[crosshairscrustysock]

🕯️nothing bad shall happen on bad batch day 🕯️

[mokadevs]

day 15: haunting

[tgtbata]

two-headed calf - for the prompt ‘superstition' for @wincestwednesdays.

[reddamselette]

valgrace except leo schemes with everyone and their mother to throw jason a bonfire party with close friends and family. they sit snuggled close to each other, curled into one another’s side as everyone shares stories about and first impressions about the son of jupiter.

annabeth mentioned how she threatened him with her dagger at first, piper and their mist filled memories, thalia with baby jason antics that had her hair turn gray at a young age.

after the night ended and they all go their separate ways, leo and jason snuck out somewhere else to share a kiss under the stars.

leo's first impression of jason was how beautiful he really is and seeing him made him believe in love at first sight.

[freckledgeto]

everybody wish him a happy birthday week right the fawk now

[heartorbit]

SPARKLE ON ✨✨✨

[coco0milkshake]

guys guys I just had the best idea ever-

[elderwisp]

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Atlas: [ door shuts ] It’s always strange coming back home. There are no fond memories. At least none that my mind can manage to remember. I see pictures with burnt edges, the center filled with a black void. Would I have been happier if I had listened to everyone back then? Would things be much simpler?

Elliot: Atlas!

Atlas: Hey, I was in the area and I thought I’d stop by. I brought wine.

Elliot: Come in! I’m sure work won’t mind if I step away for a bit.  

Elliot: Your dad should be home soon.

Atlas: Cool.

Elliot: You doin’ okay? You look thinner. Are you eating?

Atlas: Uhm, yeah. I guess I haven’t had much of an appetite.

Elliot: Want to see a doctor? A nutritionist? Anything?

Atlas: [ small laugh ] God no. The last thing I want is to have tests ran on me. I’m alright, just preoccupied. Anyway, how’s work been?

Elliot: Ah, I’m sorry, work? [ chuckles ] Atlas, when have you ever asked me about work?

Atlas: Silly me. I see you guys have been redecorating. Did you repaint the walls?

Elliot: Ah, yes. I hope you don’t feel too bad, I did enjoy the little doodles you left as a kid. However, when we host, it’s a bit hard to explain now that… Well now that you’re all grown up. 

Atlas: Awh, I’m sure it made for great stories.

Elliot: I remember when you were six you would run around in your little boxers, nearly tripping in one of my shirts, marker in hand. My god, Toni would chase you for what felt like hours! He could have sworn you were the reason why he lost weight that year.

Atlas: I’ve always had a knack for keeping that man on his toes.

Elliot: I- Yeah, I guess so. He still cares about you, you know? Even after everything. I’ll be back. Atlas is here.

Antoni: Why?

Elliot: Toni, he’s our son. He can visit home whenever.

Antoni: What does he want? Money?

Elliot: [ in a hushed voice ] Don’t be ridiculous. Atlas would never ask that. 

Antoni: You don’t know what he is capable of, Elliot. 

Atlas: I need to head out.

Elliot: Are you sure? 

Atlas: Yep, I’m feeling a bit tired.

Elliot: Atlas- Take care of yourself.

Atlas: Mhm. 

Atlas: Before I go, I’m having this artist alley next month. I would love it if you guys stopped by.

Antoni: We’ll think about it. 

[storm-called]

At long last, I'm hosting another in-game RP event! Come join us next Saturday (September 14th) for a nice, relaxing afternoon in the gardens of Eldvin Monastery in Queensdale.

This is less formal than previous parties I've hosted, but a floral theme of dress is encouraged (but in no way expected!). You can take that as you will: bursting with flowers, wreathed in vines, or simply sporting a green and colorful ensemble.

Food and drinks are provided, but guests are welcome to bring additional dishes.

(As always, this is an RP event, but the RP is not mandatory. People are welcome to hang out and just chill if they wish! All are welcome, but please leave any drama at the door.)

This event is NA only! (Sorry!)

[Image ID: An edited screenshot of Eldvin Monastery from Guild Wars 2, overlaid with a scrawl of New Krytan script and text that reads: AN AFTERNOON IN THE GARDEN. Eldvin Monastery, Queensdale. Saturday, September 14th. 7 PM EST. No dress code, but guests are encouraged to wear floral apparel. / End ID]

[samsrowena]

samwena wednesday ✧ 4/∞

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[porcelainmortal]

(No Longer a) WIP Wednesday

Thank you to everyone who hyped this fic and showed excitement for it. And happy birthday to me!! I thought I'd celebrate with a little Bartender!Alex (my beloved). Cheers!! 🥂

Thank you to everyone who hyped this along the way!

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[zmediaoutlet]

Hey, wincest people.

I made a little shipping survey that I want you to fill out. It's in Qualtrics, so a little more official-looking than one of the tumblr surveys, but how official can it really be if you're getting asked about butt stuff?

Full disclosure, next wincest wednesday is my actual honest-to-goodness birthday and I think it'd be nice if you filled out the survey for me as a little present. And then I'll show you the results as a reciprocal present. How's that sound?

If I could make the link look less like I was trying to survey your preferences in fast food bun choices I would, but frankly I couldn't figure it out. Nevertheless, I am applying big winsome eyes and saying: pretty please? Survey time?

[fuckingyrs]

The sound of a body throwing itself onto one of the infirmary cots echoed through the mostly empty room, followed closely behind with a dramatic, but melodic sigh. “Can I say something mean?” 

“Probably not in front of the baby.”

Will groaned, looking up from his pile of patient reports he had been sorting for the past… year. “I hardly think eleven still counts as being a baby.”

Lee, who had been refilling first aid kits for the past two hours, contemplated this for a moment. “Maybe, but that’s besides the point. I’m six years older than you. You’ll always be a baby.”

“I’m going to say something mean. Will, cover your ears.”

“I’m not covering my ears, Taylor. Unlike you, I’m working right now and I need my hands.”

“Oh,” Taylor dragged, a taunt evident in her voice, "someone's grumpy.”

“He’s mad I put him on infirmary duty during arts and crafts.”

“Will, you aren’t good at arts and crafts.” Lee slapped her arm. “And you like working in the infirmary, you are constantly taking my shifts. It’s why I love you.”

Lee slapped her arm again. “Taylor, what the heck.”

Taylor groaned, “Fuck. Just say fuck. I’m begging you.”

“That’s besides the point. I had it with Cecil. We were going to finish our board game.” Will turned to Lee, pointing an accusing finger at him, “You knew this.”

Lee let out a long-suffering sigh and Will almost felt bad for causing a fuss, but really, Lee brought this upon himself. “Taylor, stop pawning off your shifts to Will. Will, stop letting Taylor’s pawn off her shifts to you. Also: I’m sorry about arts and crafts. The last few days have been hectic and I needed your help. I’ll make sure to not schedule you over arts and crafts next week.”

“I’m going to be home next week! Mama is picking me up, remember?”

Lee had the decency to look ashamed when he said, “Heck. I forgot. I’m sorry, Will.”

Taylor got up from her self-designated cot and walked over to Will, ruffling his hair once she was close enough. “I’ll take over the rest of your shift, buddy. You go have fun.”

Will shook his head, “No, it’s okay. I’m already here. Arts and crafts is half-way done anyway. We wouldn’t be able to finish.”

“If you’re sure,” Taylor sighed as she pressed a kiss to his forehead and Will let out a cry of protest because he could feel the lipstick stain there. He tried rubbing it away with his fingers but by the look on Lee’s face and the snickers Taylor was making behind him, he only made it worse.

Lee graciously handed Will a wipe before glaring at their sister. “Taylor, what are you even doing here?”

“I think I made that pretty obvious when I threw myself onto a bed and stated I was gonna say something mean. I came to gossip.”

“You should be at archery right now.”

“Mike was being a piss-baby. He wouldn’t let Josh and I try to hit one another. What’s the point of being in advanced archery if you can’t shoot at your brother? Moving targets!”

“So you left?”

“Yep. I found Silena and she offered to do my nails before I came by.”

Lee pinched the bridge of his nose in a way that resembled an old man at the end of his rope. Will suppressed a giggle at his brother’s anguish as Lee said, “You can’t do that.”

“Do what? My nails?”

“Leave Michael like that.”

“Why? He’s not in charge of me.”

“But I am. And he’s my second in command, so yes he is.”

Taylor groaned, flopping back onto her cot. “One, he’s like three weeks older than me, unfair. And two, none of that is important right now. What is important is that our father was here and didn’t say hi to any of us. Who does that?”

“Our father, apparently.”

Taylor flipped Lee off, showing off her new manicure. It was baby pink, like her lipstick, with a little sun in the center. “He gives those kids a ride, none of them his, and has the audacity to leave before saying hi? Hell, Will over here has never met him. He has time to bring a group of kids to camp, but can’t spare a lousy minute to check in on us? And I can’t say this to Michael or he’ll claim I’m “on the other side”.” Taylor sighed, a faraway look in her eyes. Will had only seen this look on her face a few times before: every time Luke was mentioned. “I’m just tired of feeling abandoned and I’m sick of feeling like it’s bad to think that.”

Lee stepped towards her, a soft, “Tay–” passing through his lips, before she sat up and shook herself out of her stupor.

“Instead of saying hi, he just causes chaos and disappears! He brings Percy back, which is never a good sign. Thalia is driving the sun chariot, and crashes it! Oh, and he brought that new weird kid that keeps bombarding everyone with questions.”

Will saw through the change of topic, and Lee clearly had to as well, but he allowed it to happen. He slapped her on the arm for the third time, “He’s not weird. He’s, like, eight. The kid is just excited. You were excited about camp once upon a time.”

Taylor turned to Will, jerking her head at Lee, “I think he’s finally lost it. When have I ever been excited by anything ever?”

Will grinned, “Yesterday, you beat Madi at Josh’s song quiz and you danced around the cabin for ten minutes.”

Taylor gasped loud and dramatic, clutching at her chest as she fell back onto her cot, chestnut hair falling all over her face in her fall. “William! How dare you accuse me of such things!”

[expelliarmus]

[bookinit02]

in honor of my s5 announcement this week, here’s one of the scenes from the first episode! hope you all like it🫶🏻