#but then i was like hmmmmmm no

[reddamselette]

When Leo was young, his mother used to tell him stories. Tall tales and legends that often included the union between two souls whether they were created together at the start of the universe, bound by the red string of fate, or destined to spend their life searching for their other half because of a god; Leo listened to them all.

As a child, he thought that kind of love was something almost magical, untouchable to never be aware of until one has found themself in the position to say ‘Ah, so this is what it means.’

His mother would sweep him off his feet, her hands hooked under his arms before she would haul him over her shoulder and run around with him pretending he could fly. And like clockwork, once they settled down with full stomachs after a heart full dinner and milkshakes for dessert, Leo would ask again.

“Do I have a soulmate?” He’d say with bright, sparkling brown eyes of smoldering ash of kindling wood in a fireplace.

His mother laughed and brushed stray curls away from his face, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead then cupped his face gently and replied, “Claro que si, mijo. Tenemos ma de uno. Two will be the people who will know you more than you know yourself and one will be the person you have been waiting for. No siempre están romántico, entiendes? There’s more than one type of love and for each love, there’s a soulmate.”

He didn’t understand the first time until he met Piper Mclean. She was the daughter of a famous actor, a snarky girl with a pretty smile and a heart of too much love to give. She was able to keep up with him, clicking instantly and were glued to the hip. Not a day had gone by without Piper adding fuel to the fire to keep it from extinguishing under the pressure of growing teenagers in a world made to tear them down. He only understood the first time when he and Piper met Percy Jackson.

They hadn’t gotten along at first. It was one-sided; Piper didn’t understand why crushes lined up behind him and Leo didn’t like him at all. Yet once they had found common ground, got to know who he was beneath the shallow waters, their little group of two became three then five then seven then nine.

Leo watched on the sidelines as his friends were paired up— they held hands with the people who shared half of their souls and confess to one another in public displays of affection or in the intimate privacy of taking them home after a date.

And once he least expected it, after nights in the counting weeks falling asleep easily as he pushed through the flames of jealousy dancing in his chest, he didn’t understand the second time until he met him. Met Jason Grace, a boy of blond hair and glasses that emphasized the most alluring and mesmerizing pair of clear, sky blue irises and a smile like the sun to match.

Leo felt like he could breathe fresh air after using a mask to filter the smoke, the world brightened in contrast and suddenly, every single love song he would sing with his mother made sense looking at him.

Annabeth tongued her cheek, suppressing a smile as she held her books close to her chest and shared a knowing look with Thalia who hid her snicker with a cough and subtly placed a bet down with Percy who whistled, ocean irises darting around with an air of feigned nonchalance as they stood off to the side and watched Leo and Jason.

Leo and Jason who hadn’t spoken a word to each other since they were introduced. They gazed into each other’s eyes like it was a painting for them to memorize; the specific shade of brown or blue, the hints of gold or a darker brown circling their pupils, and how their eyes would shine like a crystal if the sun hit their faces a certain way.

Jason smiled softly and held out his hand. “Jason Grace.” His voice was as gentle as he looked, a rasp and had the opportunity to be deeper in volume but he was soft spoken yet something told Leo that everything and everyone would quiet down and freeze in the moment just to listen to him speak.

Leo reciprocated the smile and took his hand. A small jolt of electricity traveled between their fingertips, down their palms and through their arms, his heart skipped a beat and he said, “Leo Valdez.”

[akanemnon]

It could get worse and it DID get worse

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[thunderc1an]

how to love a stranger

[bulbagarden]

cool patrat facts:

[dollya-robinprotector]

Dad Whitney being Dad...

...but still being Whitney too

[the-phantom-peach]

Whats your opinion on link between worlds? i love my dumb purple rabbit man-

I was just drafting a design for him last week! Definitely want to finish his and albw link design soon “€(-.-“)

but I’m SO sad I’ve never taken the time to play albw (YET) TT it’s definitely on the list of zelda games I need to finish bc omG I love ravio. I already know the basic plot of albw since I used to be so obsessed with him on release that I looked up spoilers, but I’ll definitely take some time to play it when I get the chance TT

[mistermordy]

come feel the heat forever and forever ^_^

[fisherrprince]

Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,

[softerhaze]

taking a billion photos of this house trying to figure out if i like the ceilings

[thatbuddie]

Welcome back to the world of the living, Buck. You were missed.

[zoe-oneesama]

How do you feel about certain tropes for personalities?

Hate to reference it, but Yandere for example

I mean, I've usually only personally seen Yandere tropes in like horror anime, (though Quiche/Kishu from Tokyo Mew Mew was definitely my first intro before I knew what the trope even was), so it always felt fitting in that setting.

I'm not really into it because either it's played completely straight as is, in which case there's not really a good outcome for anyone? Either the target is stuck with Yandere, the Yandere kills the target, or the Yandere gets killed.

The other option is despite being foaming at the mouth, ready to kill anyone who even LOOKS at their love interest wrong...they just...concede? To the actual Main Love Interest? Kind of feels like a lot of wasted effort and energy.

I mean, if Yuuno Gasai is the poster child for When the Yandere Gets the Guy, your trope is trouble.

[ketunhanska]

you knock on the hawke mansion door and he answers like this, wyd

[petrodragonicapocalypse]

i love eurovision season because when else would hundreds of people be calling in to the UK's most renowned family friendly radio station begging them to play Finnish industrial rap metal at 8am. and then they play it

[merakiui]

many unholy thoughts about this specific image here. :)

[kyurochurro]

TNG character sketches!! been wanting to draw this crew for a hot sec so I got around to it at 3 am last nite… LOL

(also I haven’t started tng yet but hey I dedicate this to my DAD big tng fan first Trekkie I ever met SHOUTOUT TO YOU DAD 🗣️)

[acedavestrider]

my cringe fail wife getting her shit wrecked throughout all of act two