#calypso and tessa

[simpuritysims]

Outdoor pillow fight!

[morelikeravenbore]

💕Positivity prime time! Share five things you love about yourself, four things you're excited about, OR three people you care deeply about and why. Pass this along to someone whose posts make you smile💕

CA-CAW BISH 💙

CA-CAW BINCH! 💙

Thank you for sending this, ya cutie! I didn't feel like writing about myself so I uh did this instead 👉👈 hehe I hope it spreads some positivity regardless.

Silly drabble, 600~ words.

Sebastian smoothed the sheet of parchment over the desk and reviewed his work with a small nod of satisfaction. Curfew was near, and the library was deathly silent save for the near-constant stream of dark mutterings coming from the girl beside him. Aurélie, for all her beauty, humour, and charm, was a force to be reckoned with when she was in a bad mood, and after an entire day of being grumbled, glared and snapped at, Sebastian was quite ready to put a stop to it. 

'Right,' he said decisively, squinting at his untidy scrawl. 'Are you ready?' 

'No.'

'First question —' 

'I still don't understand how this is going to help!' 

Not for the first time in his life, Sebastian thanked whatever higher power had given him a twin sister and thus a lifetime of experience dealing with the wildly shifting moods of girls: Anne was certainly a  formidable foe when she was upset, but even the volatile temper of a Sallow paled in comparison to that of a French girl when she woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

Still, vast experience notwithstanding, he exhaled a deep, slow breath before calmly explaining, for the third time in a row, ‘It's called practising gratitude. It's supposed to help you shift your mood so you feel better.'

'Fine,' Aurélie pouted, slumping lower in her chair. 'Ask the stupid questions.'

‘First,’ he began, referring to the list of prompts he'd compiled. 'List five things you love about yourself.' 

'Five?' she shrieked, bolting upright as if he'd just assigned her a twelve inch essay on the history of flobberworms. 'Pass. Next.'

'We'll come back to that one, then, shall we?' he said through his teeth. 'Share four things you're excited about.'

'Going to bed,' she muttered. 

Sebastian scribbled it down. 'And?' 

'That's it.'

Unwilling to concede defeat until he at least drew out a single, tiny, begrudging smile from her, he went on. 'Next question. Three people you love deeply.'

'Shoes.'

'Shoes are not people, Aura.'

'Shoes are a girl's best friend.'

'That's diamonds!' 

'Those, too. Write that down.'

'Alright.' With mounting frustration, he added "shoes" and "diamonds" to the list of people she loved. 'Who else? Real people, Aura.'

'Celeste,' she offered, leaning forward to watch him write her best friend's name on the list. 

'And? Come on, you might play the part of World’s Most Aloof Ravenclaw, but I know for a fact you love more than just one person…' 

'Hmm, Poppy. And Esme! And Jean, and Siobhan. And Lory, Cordelia, Tessa, Rosalie, Gibby, Allegra. Ummm...' She paused to catch her breath while Sebastian's quill flew across the parchment, struggling to keep up. 'Johanna, Calypso, Matty, Eleanor, Ariane, Winter, Alyn. Oh, and Artemis, and Lydia! And Violet and Pearl, and Eloise, both of them —' 

When finally she found herself out of names, Sebastian reviewed the long list with a bemused expression. ‘All these friends and you can't think of a single nice thing to say about yourself. Anyway —’ He shook his head and turned to look at her, ‘— you're missing someone.'

'Oh?' she frowned, critically eyeing the list of names. ‘No, I don't think so.’

'Mhm. A certain charming, good-looking, highly intelligent, freckled someone.'

'Oh!' She smacked her palm to her forehead. 'You're right! Garreth Weasley.'

Sebastian nearly choked on his tongue. 'I'm not writing Garreth fucking Weasley under "people you love deeply"', he refused, throwing his quill down. 

'Oh, but he's so friendly.'

‘No,’ he said flatly. 

‘Alright, alright, grum-py. How about this?’ With an impish grin, she picked up his quill and, in a long, elegant script, wrote “Sebastian Sallow” across the top of the parchment. 

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. ‘You couldn't have put me first?’ he grumbled.

‘I could've,’ she replied, smiling for the first time that day. ‘But it's much more fun making you jealous.’

🦋 Featuring my loves and some of Aura's AU besties: @sallowsangel @sallowslove @sloanesallow @lorriiraine @2centniffler @gingerlegacy07 @mianeryh @galaxiasgreen @lyworth @ravenwind-75 @dwightschrute11 @girl-named-matty @endless-starlight-legacy @yoshitsuno @moonstruckmoony @ps-cactus @polarisgreenley @esolean @vienguinn @myokk @thesuperiorfeeling

[liaromancewriter]

Coffee or Ethan?

Premise: Cassie shows appreciation for her two favorite things.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Format: Edits

A/N: I saw this image on my Insta and thought, "Cassie would love this."

All Fics & Edits: @bluebelle08 @coffeeheartaddict2 @crazy-loca-blog @jerzwriter @justyourusualash

@lady-calypso @kyra75 @mainstreetreader @peonierose @potionsprefect

@queencarb @quixoticdreamer16 @snoopdogcone @tessa-liam @trappedinfanfiction

Submissions: @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

Ethan & Cassie only: @cariantha @custaroonie @youlookappropriate

[pupsmailbox]

CLOWN︰JESTER ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　ace. anticette. apple. arcade. aster. astucieux. astuto. astuzia. august. balloonette. bandit. battutista. bennett. bingo. birthdae. blossom. bob. bobbie. bobby. boink. bon. bonnie. bozo. buddy. buttercup. button. buzz. calypso. carnival. casper. circus. circusse. cirque. clerihew. clown. clownesse. clownette. comet. comic. commedia. confetti. cory. cosmo. crayon. dainty. daisie. daisy. dash. dewey. dex. dexter. ditzie. ditzy. dizzy. doll. dolos. doodle. dot. dottie. emery. emil. espie. finn. fizz. flynn. fool. foolette. frills. giggles. giullare. glitter. gracie. gwen. harlequin. harlette. harley. imp. jaspers. jesse. jessie. jest. jester. jesteresse. jesterette. jesterlita. jestesse. jestette. jett. jill. jingle. jinx. joker. jokesse. jokesy. jokette. jolly. joy. joyce juice. jupiter. ken. kip. kipper. kite. kizzy. lala. lolli. lulu. madeline. maeve. marionette. marjorie. maverick. merry. milo. mimi. nifty. pagliaccio. paint. pantin. parade. patches. pendolo. pierre. pierro. pierrot. pigeon. piper. polka-dot. polka. polkadot. poppy. puzzle. quin. quinn. quinny. raspberry. ribbon. ribbonne. riley. rio. rocket. rogue. ruffle. sally. scooter. scout. scribble. sekai. sketch. skippy. skittle. snicker. soda. spade. spark. sparks. sprinkle. squeak. squiggle. stitch. stitches. streamer. sunbeam. sunny. sunray. taffy. tally. terach. tessa. tetris. titter. toby. tommy. triboulet. tricheur. trick. trickesse. trickette. trix. trixie. tryck. tryx.. tune. twinkle. twirl. wendy. whimsy. yippie. zane. zang. zany. ziggy.

PRONOUNS ⌇　!!!/!!!. !!t/!!t. !?/!?. . :3/:3. :3c/:3c. :p/:p. >:3/>:3. >:3c/>:3c. aah/aah. an/antic. animal/cracker. balloon/balloon. bard/bard. be/bell. blast/blast. bo/bounce. boing/boing. boop/boop. bri/bright. bright/bright. card/card. chi/chime. circus/circuse. clown/clow. clown/clown. co/color. co/colorful. co/comedy. co/comical. colo(u)r/colo(u)r. color/color. comic/comic. comic/comical. costume/costume. dot/dot. egg/egg. ent/entertain. fo/fool. fool/fool. fu/fun. fun/fun. giggle/giggle. h!!/h!!m. ha/ha. harley/harlequin. he/hem. honk/honk. hu/humor. h☆/h☆m. h⭐/h��m. ip/ip. jest/jest. jester/jester. ji/jingle. jingle/jangle. jinx/jinxe. jo/joke. jo/joker. jo/jokester. jo/joy. joke/joke. joke/joker. joke/jokester. jol/jolly. juggle/juggle. jump/jump. ki/kit. kit/kit. la/laugh. la/laughter. laugh/laugh. light/light. mi/mime. mim/mime. mis/mischief. mrrp/mrrp. party/party. pattern/pattern. paw/paw. perform/perform. perform/performer. pip/pip. pla/play. pla/playful. play/play. pom/pom. pop/pop. pos/posse. prank/prank. prank/prankster. pun/pun. pup/pup. quip/quip. rainbow/rainbow. ruse/ruse. sh!!/h!!r. shine/shine. sho/show. sh☆/h☆r. sh⭐/h⭐r. si/silly. silly/silly. smile/smile. sparkle/sparkle. splat/splat. squee/squee. star/star. suit/suit. ted/teddy. th!!y/th!!m. th☆y/th☆m. th⭐y/th⭐m. topsy/turvy. trick/trick. trick/trickster. vex/vexe. wah/waah. wi/witty. wit/wit. wonder/wonder. yip/yip. yip/yippee. zi/zir. ☀️ . ⚘️ . ✨ . ❗ . 🃏 . 🌈 . 🌻 . 🍌 . 🍭 . 🎁 . 🎂 . 🎆 . 🎈 . 🎉 . 🎊 . 🎠 . 🎡 . 🎢 . 🎪 . 🎭 . 🎵 . 🎶 . 🐾 . 💡 . 💦 . 💫 . 📯 . 🔊 . 🔔 . 🖍 . 🖍️ . 🗯 . 😜 . 🤡 . 🥳 . 🧁 . 🧨.

[noh07]

updated list of mixed name ideas (nov 5, 2024)

in this list, there's any type of names (mostly for english-speaking people though): typical first names, noun names, mythology names, etc.

i sorted them into three categories: androgynous, feminine and masculine.

if you have more ideas of names for trans folks, writers, etc, just lemme know! (Can also be not-so-cool names for the writers, we need them for the asshole side characters :3)

i will update the list every time I have a lot of new name suggestions. you can always find the newest list under the tag #updated name list on my profile, which is currently this one.

(alphabetical list with 712 mixed names under the cut)

--- androgynous ---

Addie/Eddie

Aki

Alex

Alexis

Alli/Allie/Ally

Am/Em

Amethyst

Ares

Ari

Artemis

Ash

Asher

Aster

Azure

Basil

Beluga

Bennie/Benny

Bermuda

Bev

Beverly

Billie

Blair/Blaire

Calypso

Caramel

Cat

Cave

Celeste

Charlie

Chrissy

Coco

Crimson

Crow

Diamond

Edie

Eli

Ellori/Ellory

Emerald

Emerson

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Evie

Finn

Forest/Forrest

Frances/Francis

Garnet

Gem

Goldie

Gray/Grey

Hayden

Hunter

Indigo

Jackie/Jacky

Jade

Jamie

Jess

Jessie

Jupiter

Lark

Lenny

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Lou

Louie

Mag

Maggot

Mars

Mauve

Max

Meadow

Mercury

Mika

Miko

Mizu

Moss

Neptune

Noah

Nori

Nyx

Ollie

Onyx

Opal

Paris

Quinn

Rafa

Rain/Raine

Raven

Reg

Remi

Remu

Robin

Rocky

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Sage

Saturn

Shilo/Shiloh

Silver/Sylver

Sky/Skye

Snow

Val

Venus

Vin

Vinny/Vinnie

Wilson

Wither

--- feminine ---

Abby

Abigail

Adelaide

Adeline

Agatha

Aileen/Eileen

Aimee/Amy

Alana

Alena

Alessia

Alexa

Alexia

Alexandra

Alice

Alissa

Alli/Allie/Ally

Alura

Amalia

Amber

Amelia

Amelie

Amethyst

Amity

Andromeda

Anela

Angela

Angelina

Angeline

Angie

Anika/Annika

Anisa

Anita

Anna

Ann/Anne

Annie

Anastasia

Andrea/Andreea

Antheia

Arabella

Artemis

Ashley

Astra

Atlanta

Audrey

Aurora

Autumn

Azura

Bailey

Becky

Bella

Belle

Beluga

Bettie/Betty

Beverly

Billie

Brenda

Brie

Calypso

Candace/Candice

Caramel

Carla/Karla

Carmen

Carol

Carolina

Caroline

Catherine

Celeste

Celestia

Celina/Selena/Selina

Celine/Selene/Seline

Charlotte

Christina/Kristina

Christine/Kristine

Claire

Clara/Clarah

Chloe/Chloé/Cloe

Cindy

Cissy

Cora/Corah

Dana

Daniela/Daniella

Danielle

Dalia/Daliah

Daria

Darla

Debbie

Debora/Deborah

Delilah

Diamond

Diana

Dianne

Dora/Dorah

Dorothy

Eburia

Eclipse

Eda

Elena

Eleanor/Elenor

Elisa/Eliza

Elise

Elizabeth

Ella

Ember

Emerson

Emery

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Emilia

Emilie/Emily

Emma

Esme

Esmeralda

Euphemia

Euphoria

Eva

Evie

Evelyn

Felicia

Fenya

Finya

Fia

Fiona

Francisca/Franziska

Freya

Fuchsia

Gaia

Georgia

Gina

Ginny/Jeanie

Hanna/Hannah

Harmony

Hazel

Heather

Hecate

Helena

Helene

Hera

Hestia

Holly

Hope

Iana

Irena

Irene

Iris

Isa

Isabel/Isabelle

Isabela/Isabella

Ivonne/Yvonne

Ivory

Ivy

Izzy

Jade

Janice

Jasmin/Jasmine

Jenna

Jennifer

Jenny

Joelle

Joelina

Jolene

Julia

Julianne

Julie

Juliet/Juliette

Juniper

Kaia/Kaya

Katarina/Katharina

Kathy/Katy

Kelly

Kira

Lana

Lara/Larah

Laura

Lauren

Laurel

Lavender

Lena

Leia/Leya

Levina

Levinia

Lia

Liana

Liara

Lilac

Lili/Lilli/Lilly/Lily

Lilian/Lilien

Lilith

Lisa

Liv

Livi

Livia

Liz

Lizzie/Lizzy

Loanne

Lola

Lorelei

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louisa/Luisa

Louise/Luise

Luce/Luz

Lucy

Luna

Lydia

Maggie/Meggie

Meg

Madeline

Maira/Myra

Mara/Marah

Margaret

Marge

Marla

Marlene

Maria/Mariah

Marie/Mary

Marina

Mauve

Melanie

Melissa

Mellie/Melly

Meryem

Mia

Michelle

Milly

Mina

Minerva

Minnie

Miriam

Mona

Monica

Naira/Nyra

Nancy

Natalia

Natalie

Natasha

Nellie/Nelly

Nessie

Nina

Noelle

Nora/Norah

Nori

Nyx

Oliv/Olive

Olivia

Ollie

Paris

Pascale

Patricia

Paula

Peggy

Penelope/Pinelopy

Penny

Petunia

Philippa

Pia

Pippa

Polly

Poppy

Queenie

Ramona

Rania

Rebecka

Regina

Robin

Rose

Roxana

Roxanne

Ruby

Safira/Saphira

Sandra

Sara/Sarah

Sari

Serena

Silvia/Sylvia

Sofia/Sophia

Sofie/Sophie

Stella

Stephanie/Stephany

Tara/Tarah

Tatiana/Tatyana

Tess

Tessa

Tia

Tiana

Tina

Valerie/Valery

Vanessa

Vela

Venus

Vera

Veronica

Victoria

Viola

Violet/Violette

Viona

Vivian

Viviana

Willow

Xandria

Xenia

Yana

Yasmin/Yasmine

Zehra

Zoe/Zoé/Zoey

--- masculine ---

Achilles

Aiden

Aion

Alex

Alexander

Amon

Angelo

Angelino

Anthony

Anton

Arcturus

Ares

Asher

Audrey

Ben

Benjamin

Bennie/Benny

Benson

Bill

Billie/Billy

Bob

Bobby

Brendan/Brendon

Brian

Bruno

Calvin

Carl/Karl

Chad

Charles

Charlie

Chase

Chester

Chris

Chrissy

Christopher

Conan

Damian

Dan

Daniel

Dave

David

Davon/Devon

Dionysos

Don

Donald

Dorian

Dylan

Elia/Elijah

Elio

Eliot/Elliot/Elliott

Emerson

Emilio

Erion

Evan

Felix

Fred

Freddie/Freddy

Gian/Jan

Gus

Hannibal

Harald/Harold/Herald/Herold

Harry

Hendrick/Henrick

Henry

Hunter

Ian

Icarus

Jace

Jade

Jack

Jackie/Jacky

Jaden/Jayden

James

Jamie

Jasper

Jay

Jeremy

Jerry

Jimmy

Joe

Joel

Joey

John

Johnny

Jona/Jonah

Jonas

Jones

Julian/Julien

Julius

Jupiter

Justin

Kevin

Lance

Larry

Laurence/Lawrence

Lee

Lenny

Leo

Linus

Logan

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louis/Luis

Louie

Lucc/Luke

Lucas/Lukas

Luigi

Marc

Marco

Mario

Mars

Max

Mercury

Michael

Mickey

Mike

Milo

Nathan

Neptune

Nick

Nico/Niko/Nikko

Noah

Noel

Oliver

Ollie

Orion

Paris

Pascal

Patrick

Paul

Pete

Peter

Philip/Philipp/Phillip

Ray

Raymond

Reg

Reginald

Regulus

Remi

Remus

Rick

Ricky

Rob

Robbie/Robby

Robin

Ron

Ronald

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Rubeus

Sam

Sammy

Samuel

Saturn

Sean/Shaun/Shawn

Sebastian

Simon

Sirius

Stephan

Steve

Steven

Theodore

Thomas

Tim

Timmy

Toby

Tom

Tommy

Tony

Valentine

Victor

Vince

Vincent

Wilson

Yan

Zach/Zack

Zeus

If you want me to add meanings, origins, etc., just tell me ^^

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC F/AotW - Nov 26 - Dec 2, 2023

✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🌟= Holidays 2023

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

CRIMES OF PASSION

Calypso Rose NB!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @treesinboxes

New Traditions ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Trystan Thorne x F!MC, others - @jerzwriter

Of Intangible Worth ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads

Trystan x F!MC Holiday Art 🎨🌟by @bayleedraws-sometimesx

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Gabe Adalhard Fanart 🎨by @hydn-jpg

Prom ✒️| Cas Harlow x MC x Gabe Adalhard - @omgjasminesimone

Snow in Crimson, Starlight in Gold ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| m! cas harlow x m!gabe adalhard x nb!mc - @aria-ashryver Chapter 37: In With the New

IT LIVES IN THE WOODS

Another Sun Will Rise ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Dan Pierce x F!MC, OC - @aallotarenunelma

NIGHTBOUND

Bound by Fate (Series) ✒️| Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian Chapter 3: A Blast From The Past

OPEN HEART

PERFECT MATCH

Holiday Shopping ✒️🌟| Hayden Young x F!MC - @rosepetals1

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

A Balad to No One ✒️| Hana Lee - @lorirwritesfanfic

Cordonian Karaoke: Christmas Edition ✒️🌟| Liam Rys, Drake Walker, etc. - @angelasscribbles

The Fairytale Ball ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @lorirwritesfanfic

Forevermore (Series) ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @khoicesbyk Chapter 2: The Family Rys, Part 1 Chapter 2: The Family Rys, Part 2

The Lantern Festival 🎨| Liam Rys x MC by @/artbyainna (IG) (C: @tessa-liam)

Smoke & Mirrors (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC - @tessa-liam Chapter 11: The Lantern Festival

Vancross (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x OC - @ao719 Chapter 20: One Step Forward, Two Steps to Hell

[dcbbw]

Birthday Waltz (Bratwurst Challenge, Take 2)

This is my second submission for the bratwurst challenge, issued by @charlotteg234. Normally I am a one and done gal when it comes to challenges and prompt events, but a discussion with @kristinamae093 had me wondering if using an older couple would be hilarious, cringeworthy, or both OR could it be tasteful and slightly erotic?

Especially if said couple were Constantine and Regina?

You be the judge. Enjoy!

The royal couple danced under sparkling chandeliers, gliding effortlessly across the polished ballroom floor. It was her birthday, and all Cordonia’s nobility was in attendance to celebrate.

The King’s sons from his previous unions, Crown Prince Leo and Prince Liam, stayed in the background with their friends. Children were to be seen, not heard. Not that they cared; the only good thing about these balls was the food. At least this time there was an array of German sausages, which was Queen Regina’s favorite guilty pleasure food.

And birthday cake.

Everyone’s favorite.

On the dance floor, King Constantine dipped his Queen before pulling her back up and even closer to him. “Happy Birthday, darling,” he murmured. “I do hope you are enjoying yourself.”

“Immensely,” Regina beamed. “And thank you so much for ensuring bratwurst was included. It’s my favorite!”

Constanine shook his head slightly in distaste as he guided them across the dancefloor. “I have no idea why.”

“The length, the girth, the taste …” Regina’s eyes briefly closed. When they opened, there was a mischievous glint in them. “And when you squeeze it just right … the juices that explode from it.”

She licked her lips suggestively.

Regina had a way with words.

The music swelled; embarrassingly, so did the King’s member. “Are you describing the bratwurst or something else?” he asked hoarsely.

The music stopped; the couple separated to bow and curtsy to their guests. Regina headed towards one of the open bars for a drink, Constantine on her heels.

“Regina! Which bratwurst were you describing?” he demanded.

She turned to face her husband, looking around furtively as her palm ran lightly down the front of his shirt, until it covered his crotch.

“Which do you think?”

“I think we need some air,” Constantine replied, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards open balcony doors.

Tagging: @jared2612 @ao719​​​ @marietrinmimi ​​​ @indiacater​​​ @kingliam2019​​​ @bebepac​​​ @liamxs-world​​​ @mom2000aggie​​​ @liamrhysstalker2020​​​ @twinkleallnight​​​ @umccall71​​​ @superharriet​​​ @busywoman​​​ @gabesmommie1130​​​ @tessa-liam​​​ @beezm​​​ @gardeningourmet​​​ @lovingchoices14 @mainstreetreader​​​ @angelasscribbles​​​ @lady-calypso​​​ @emkay512​​​ @princessleac1​​​ @charlotteg234​​​ @alj4890​​​ @motorcitymademadame​​​ @queenmiarys​​​ ​​​ @choicesficwriterscreations

[rainkays]

ENTER THE REVENANT… | ORIGINAL STORY + OC’s

ENTER, THE CALYPSO SHIP. The year 2533.

In a distant galaxy, a group of 8 young individuals were assembled to track and observe the extraterrestrial life forms given the name THE REVENANT. Given its name by American special forces in cooperation with NASA, the revenant life forms are an alien species found on the planet CALYPSO. Project Revenant was created by special forces in the year 2500 in connection to over 45 deaths on the ship ROMULUS, sent to the planet Calypso to study the alien life forms. All documents of their expedition were erased from public records, until 6 years later in which a new expedition was formed. Project revenant. The project covered a ship, containing 35 passengers, 8 of which would be the future team to detail the highly sought after Revenant species. When all members of the team reached 18 years old, their ship was disconnected from the NOSTRADAMUS mother ship and sent on a path to Calypso. All team members were trained in individual specialties by the NASA special forces for all needs to be met during the ship’s travel away from the mother ship. Once the Calypso team reached the outer rings of the planet, all communications to the Nostradamus were severed due to satellite interference in connection to the Revenant.

MEET THE CREW….

CAPTAIN TESSA “white wolf” KANE is the leader of the revenant and assigned pilot of the ship. Her parents were once well known physicists on the ROMULUS expedition, and were killed in action 6 years prior to the formation of the revenant. Tessa was assigned her position after years of extensive training for the mission, and dedication in leading her closest friends that would soon become her crew. Tessa is 24 years old, born on July 21st, 2509. (fc: cailee spaeny)

LAYLA “reaper” CARTERS is second in command to tessa, and is the captain’s closest friend. After being orphaned shortly after the disaster on the ROMULUS expedition, she bonded with tessa and found herself growing closer with the kane family. Layla had training in aviation prior to the formation of project revenant and worked alongside Tessa’s older brother in learning cartography skills. Layla is 24, born on March 7th, 2509. (fc: ella purnell)

JASON “indiana” KANE is the older brother of Tessa and the lead tracker and cartographer of the revenant. Jason studied alongside his father in his teenage years learning chemistry before his passing, and trained his younger sister in basic training. Jason faced his struggles after the death of his parents, but stayed strong in order to lead alongside his sister and secure his place on the revenant expedition. Jason is 27, born on September 17th, 2506. (fc: kyle gallner)

ELAINE “hawkeye” WILSON is the weapons and tech expert on the revenant. Elaine was trained in weaponry by her father, and found an interest in technology on the ship as she grew older. While on the revenant, she receives transmissions from home base and is in charge of any repairs needed on the ship. Elaine’s closest friend, CLARISSA, also shares similar interests and the two work together on the ship. Elaine is 24, born on December 9, 2509. (fc: sophie thatcher)

CLARISSA “monarch” PALMER is the weather tracker and repairs expert on the revenant, alongside elaine. Clarissa was hesitant to join the revenant team, leaving her mother behind alone at base, but was ultimately persuaded to for the sake of the research they were setting out for. Her close relationship with Elaine kept her going during the long time spent on the revenant, as she even sent messages to Clarissa’s mother during their time on the ship. Clarissa is 24, born on June 24th, 2509. (fc: amandla stenberg)

RYAN “ronin” MICHEALS is the extraterrestrial life expert on the revenant and training specialist for the team alongside Jason. Ryan was a lone wolf for most of his teenage years after the passing of his parents when he was 6, but grew close with Jason during their training for project revenant. The two work closely together while on the ship and Ryan has also grown close with Tessa. Ryan is 25, born on February 12, 2508. (fc: rohan campbell)

NOTE ! (hi hi guys <33 since the alien romulus trailer dropped i have not been able to stop thinking about it so i decided to write my own standalone verse + characters inspired by it and im so excited so share them with u!! i’ll be posting the first chapter soon <3)

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light up the dark [XI] - Leo Valdez x reader

wc: 5.7k

genre: smut, angst, pining, reality tv level drama

pairing: Leo Valdez x goth gf!child of eros!reader

warnings: calypso being an absolute gank, penetrative sex, teasing (reader recieving), mean!leo (just a little), bent over a running washing machine sex, clit rubbing, squirting, praise, pining (mutual?? yes), leo being himself, self doubt/insecurity spiraling, c*lypso is WAY off base, hazel and frank being the absolute cutest, hazel is bad at keeping secrets, seriously frazel being so motherfucking cute, things are said that cannot be unsaid, everyone is in denial about their feelings, arguing/calypso being terrible, Nico reader friendship, reader is starting to like... realize things

summary: Calypso is on to you and Leo, but not enough to figure out he's fucking you in the laundry room as she speaks. Secrets make Hazel nauseous, and everyone reacts very on brand to some information.

song recs: crush - tessa violet, half asleep - amelie london cast, hold on till the night - greyson chance, drama - ajr, pacify her - melanie martinez, a tight knit family/love is blind - falsettos cast (2016), I won't say I'm in love - disney hercules

a/n: I LOVE THIS CHAPTER. it took me forever to finish but I think it's worth it (good drama always takes a little while to write yk) Anyway Leo.... he's.... hnnng

tags: @yesv01 @magcon7280 @avashaye @perseajohnson @afidiofobia @yelenabel0vaswife @almostjollypizza @fictionalcomforts  @lizziebitch33  @girlfriendwhoseawitch @dustyinkpages @cowboylikekelsey @legramilis @youkissedareaderinthedark @mrscarolscaramoucheplease @cosmiq-cloud @anything-forourmoony @perseajohnson @chasingpj @mystic-writings   @fictionalcomforts  @lizziebitch33 @dreamerball @if-only-i-was-fictional @youkissedareaderinthedark @girlfriendwhoseawitch @mrscarolscaramoucheplease @anything-forourmoony @afidiofobia@chasingpj @girlfriendwhoseawitch @dustyinkpages @cowboylikekelsey @youkissedareaderinthedark @magcon7280

Calypso hates you. She hates everything about you. She hates the way you’re always looking at Leo, the way he looks back at you, the way he’s always staring at you and saying things to make you laugh. She could go on, but he’s doing it right now, leaning closer to you and muttering something under his breath with a repressed smirk. You don’t react, not visibly, but a few minutes later you’ve both slipped away.

She rolls her eyes with a huff, leaving the mundane conversation she’d been ignoring. It makes her sick to see you that close to him, wrapping him around your finger, getting him totally whipped for you. He should be doing that with her. Not that she exactly wants to be sneaking off with him right now, but the principle still stands. He doesn’t just get to jump ship to some whore because Calypso dumped him, not after everything they’ve been through. 

She wanders through the stupid rented house while everyone else is off in pairs or doing their own thing. She scoffs at this place, hating everything about it. She had a nicer room in Ogygia than she does here. She’s pissed off, hating everything around her, and really wouldn’t turn down a fight at this point. You’re just a phase, she tells herself. You’re taking him away from her when he’s weak, and sooner or later he’s going to wake up and realize that. He’d better realize it soon, because Calypso can’t promise that she’ll be waiting around when he does. He needs to wake up and realize how you really feel about him, that you don’t really like him, that you see him as nothing more than a means to an end. 

Leo dragged you into the laundry room, claiming he needed your help with something. Minutes later, you’re bent over the running dryer while he pushes his cock into you. The warmth and vibrations from the machine make everything feel so much more intense, and it already has you dizzy from being stretched out on his cock pounding into you. His arms are wrapped around you, squeezing you nice and tight. He's leaning on top of you, pinning you in place against the dryer as he bullies his cock all the way in. 

You wiggle your hips back toward him, needing as much of him as you can possibly get. Everything he does feels so good that he's got your pussy drooling all over his cock, throbbing as he perfectly rubs and bumps every spot inside you. You're so caught up in his panting breaths in your ear, the warmth of being sandwiched between his body and the rumbling dryer that neither of you are aware of Calypso hovering outside the doorway, the only cover you have being the white noise of the laundry being run. 

"You know," Leo says into your neck, voice much too casual for the situation. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you like me or something.” He punctuates with a nip to your ear, and he can feel you squeeze around him. You’re really glad you’re in this position. Even with his face as close to yours as it is, at least he can’t see how flustered he’s making you. It’s almost embarrassing how hard you have to fight the urge to agree with him, to tell him he’s right, you do like him. Your breathing grows heavier as you squirm in his grip. 

“Absolutely not.” You choke out. Your tone is sharp, but you hide your face when he brings his closer. He can feel the heat radiating off your cheeks, and it speaks volumes. 

“Hmm…” He hums in your ear, biting you again. ”I think you might.” 

You squeeze around him even tighter, more turned on than you can remember being, all from how sweet and attentive and playful he’s being with you. It’s not something he misses, he feels every breath and twitch and squeeze he draws out of you. He internalizes this, thinking about how much he loves seeing this side of you. 

“Nope.” You insist, feeling pressure build up as his hand comes down to play idly with your clit, “Not at all, not in the slightest.” You ramble, pulsing around his cock, sucking him even deeper and deeper inside you. You’re hit with a sudden rush of fullness as his fingers play with your clit, knowing exactly what to do as they nudge and rub against your sensitive bundle of nerves just right, sending heat through your whole body. His fingers feel better than yours ever could; they’re long and slender and seem to know your body better than you do. From the way you’re pulsing and tightening up around him and squirming under his grip, you both know you’re seconds away from squirting all over him. You let out a strangled breath so quiet only Leo can hear it. He leans in close and speaks in a low, intimate, knowing voice.

“Yeah? I think you have a little crush on me…”

He’s squeezing you in his arms so tight, hitting every spot inside you just right, and you feel yourself filling up, teetering on the precipice, masked only by the rumbling of the machines. You’re about to squirt all over him. From outside the doorway, Calypso scoffs at your insistence that you don’t like Leo, storming off right before Leo pushes you over the edge. Your legs shake as you cum hard, feeling yourself gush like Niagara falls as you squirt against him and his hand, still rubbing your throbbing clit. 

The feeling of you squirting like a fucking porn star all over him is more than enough to break him. He ruts his hips into you wildly, like an animal in heat, riding out both your highs. He pumps you full of cum, collecting in the thin layer of ballooning latex between you. You feel so good, everything about you makes him feel so amazing - and not just physically. He likes you so much, likes being around you, it makes all of this feel so much better than he knew it could. It’s a new kind of euphoria, everything with you is so new and refreshing and he loves every moment of it. He buries his face in your neck, moaning and breathing heavy right next to your ear, so you hear every pant and grunt and shuddering moan perfectly. 

“Oh, fuck!” He chokes out, moaning, “Shit, you’re so perfect…” 

He continues to roll his hips into you as he rides out both your highs, feeling you throb around him. Each pulse of your sensitive cunt squeezes him even tighter, and his eyes roll back at the sensation, nerves electric. 

“Fuck, I love you…” he groans out, kissing your cheek right by your ear in that sweet way of his. It’s only then that the hollow, fidgety feeling starts to fade, it’s only then that the cravings for him subside, leaving you feeling satisfied. You feel peace, your atoms are all polarized. 

“You did so good, baby,” he murmurs between sweet kisses against your skin, “Gods, I love you…” Each word he speaks drives the feeling away, making you feel at peace, and all warm inside. This is what makes you keep wanting to come back to him. You feel good around him. 

You manage to look at him over your shoulder between kisses. You should say something. You should say it back, or say something to him. You want to. You have no idea what you’d say or where to start, but you wish you could. But before you can even try to think of what through your foggy, fucked out brain, the icy fear of rejection paralyzes you, grabbing you by the neck in a debilitating choke hold. Next time, you think. 

Next time you’ll say it back. Or say something back, do something to imply that you might like him as more than just a hookup. Maybe. There’s something… special you feel around him. Something different. You’ve spent so long analyzing other people, what they like and what they want from you, you’ve never considered how you felt about them. You feel wide awake with Leo, not like you’re stumbling around, or stuck in some magic coma. You woke up when he came around, and not just physically. He woke up a part of your heart that’s been half asleep for… as long as you can remember. He’s ignited a fire, and you don’t want it to go out. Maybe you can drop some hints. Something obvious. That way, whatever you do say won’t come as a shock to him when you finally work up the nerve to say it. 

The dryer buzzes, snapping both of you back to reality. You try to catch your breath, really wishing you could stay with him like that a little longer. But after a moment, he finally does pull out of you, and you attempt to get cleaned up. 

“Shit…” He mutters with a laugh. You finally notice how soaked both of you are from all the cum, and how much he had you squirting for him. You find yourself laughing with him at the situation you always seem to find yourselves in. 

“We sure made a mess, huh?” He muses rhetorically. 

“Yeah,” you scoff in agreement, looking around at the tiled floor and other water resistant surfaces in the laundry room, “It’s a good thing everything is waterproof…” 

You mutter the last part, not expecting him to hear it, but he does. And he laughs loudly. You look at him, surprised at his reaction. 

“I was about to say the exact same thing,” he muses, opening up the dryer and grabbing something. He tosses you a pair of leggings, grabbing some sweatpants for himself. You watch him closely as he tugs off his pants and boxers the rest of the way off, throwing them into the washing machine and putting on the gray sweatpants in his hands. You follow suit, tearing your eyes away from his exposed hips. You’ve both seen each other bottomless more times than you can count, but he still watches, admiring your beauty as you pull the leggings he gave you up your statuesque legs. He has no idea you’re doing the exact same thing. 

As he gets the washing machine set up and throws in your clothes, he watches you closely. He takes note of how much more relaxed your body language is with him. You hop up, sitting on top of the dryer. In spite of your best efforts, your eyes keep flicking over to him. Leo watches you, the way you swing your feet a little, the pattern of your gaze floating around the room, and thinks it’s obvious that you like him. It’s obvious that you like him. It is obvious that you like him, right? His brow furrows in that way that it does whenever he starts to overthink something. You like him. Of course you like him. 

He finds himself speed running through the mental list of evidence for and against the fact that you don’t hate him and actually secretly enjoy being around him. Just from the way you look at him, all starry eyed and bashful - like how Nico looks at Will - you have to like him at least a little, right? You can’t possibly be faking stuff like that. The chances that you look at everyone like that are really low, but probably not zero. Which means logically, there’s a much greater probability that you really do like him. Because you must like him to let you do that stuff to you, to touch you like that, right? He’s not deluding himself, he can’t be. 

Before stating the obvious can deteriorate into debilitating self doubt in a matter of moments, before he can even try to justify it to absolutely no one, concocting up bizarre scenarios that could never happen just to prove a point, before he can really start spiraling, you scooch closer to him from your seat on the dryer. It’s a small gesture, but it’s enough to pull him back out of his head. It only takes a few seconds for his mind to race and spiral like that, but it takes even less time for you to stay next to him, steadying him, bringing him back down. 

Maybe he’s blind. Maybe he’s totally delusional when it comes to you, but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t care if he can’t see you clearly, if his perception of you is warped and distorted with what he sees in you, how he feels for you. He doesn’t care if he can’t be objective when it comes to you, because he likes you. He loves you. He wants more than anything to believe that something is there between you, so he’s going to. The ground feels steady with you, he doesn’t feel like he’s always about to trip over something like he does with Calypso. He’s been dreaming of falling in love for his whole life, of what it would be like, how it would feel. When he’s with you, he feels like he should be dreaming. But it’s real, and he’s awake. 

“Oh shit…” He looks up at you as you speak, snapping him out of his train of thought. He follows your gaze over to the floor by the washing machine. A small puddle of water is forming, leaking out of the bottom of the machine. Leo’s brow furrows, and his focus shifts onto the leak. It’s probably something simple; the drain hose got loose - or maybe punctured. There might be something wrong with the drain pump too. 

“Huh.” He muses, as his mind reels, running over what else could be causing the leak. He grabs his tool belt that always seems to be nearby, and turns off the machine. Your eyes follow his gaze and his hands as he works. He pulls out a few tools, and removes the back panel of the machine to get a better look at the guts. You watch him closely as he starts inspecting the inside, holding a flashlight in his mouth. A strange, intimate feeling builds as you listen to him talk to himself to figure out what’s wrong. You feel like you’re really getting an inside look into his world, getting to see inside his head. 

After a few minutes of him working and you dwelling on that feeling as you watch, he stands up and stretches before turning the machine back on. It starts rumbling, and you watch closely, looking for any more leaks. It runs for a minute or two with no more water going anywhere it shouldn’t, and Leo takes a step back, looking at you triumphantly. You raise your eyebrows, impressed. 

“Just needed a new tub to pump hose.” He states with a chuckle. Shrugging as you applaud lightly, congratulating him on fixing the problem so fast. You’ve never seen him really geek out like that over machinery like that before. You listen as he rambles a little bit about the make and model, the repair he did. You realize with surprise how turned on all of this is making you. Even though you just got your brains fucked out, got your guts rearranged by him, you can feel that desire building up again. You feel it beginning, heating up between your legs as he explains how tub to pump hoses work. You already need him again. 

It’s movie night again. Laughter and conversation mingle through the room as the end credits for the movie you just watched - this time for an action filled heist - fills the room. You made a point not to sit too close to Leo, but you still found yourself glancing at him throughout the entire time the different scenes flashed across the screens. You kept checking for his reactions, where he laughed, what he made commentary and jokes about. You couldn’t help yourself, you really were unaware of just how much you kept looking over at him. 

Once the movie’s over, everyone starts cleaning up and getting ready to go to bed. Leo folds up a bag of chips, clipping them closed, before reaching for the next one. 

“She’s leading you on, you know.” 

He sighs, recognizing the voice instantly as Calypso’s. He doesn’t look up at her, he really doesn’t have the strength to fight with her right now. He can’t talk to her when she’s like this. 

“She’s not leading me anywhere,” he retorts “we just-” 

“Are you really so naive that you can’t see what she’s doing?” She demands, and Leo waits for her to continue. “She’s trying to seduce you.” 

Leo turns away, biting back a laugh. Calypso thinks you’re trying to seduce him. She suspects that you’re interested in him, and has no idea that that’s barely the tip of the iceberg - among other tips. It’s reassuring, in a way, that she doesn’t know what’s been going on behind closed doors. At least you’ve been somewhat successful in keeping a low profile. 

“I can see the way she looks at you, she’s always watching you like some emo vulture, with that god awful eyeliner…” She huffs, gagging at the thought of you. She rolls her eyes in disgust before continuing. “Just don’t say I didn’t tell you so when she does swoop in and tries to make a move on you.”

She walks away from him, finally leaving him alone again. Leo bites his lip, really glad she’s gone, and even more glad she can’t see the look on his face. Or the laughter he’s fighting at how off base she is. When you eventually try to make a move on him, like he didn’t have you bent over and squirting for him a few hours ago. Leo chuckles as her footsteps recede down the hall. He has to admit, it’s a little funny how confidently off base she is about this, how much she’s underestimating you. 

You, leading him on… you’re not leading him on. You’re not leading him on, right? He bites his lip as those thoughts begin to spiral, trying his best to ignore them, to think about something else. He’s not going there, he can’t fall down an overthinking rabbit hole right now. Obviously you like him, he justifies. You seem… comfortable around him. At ease. You get each other, you have an understanding. He knows you can’t really hate everyone and everything, he’s seen it. He’s seen your gaze soften when things are nice and you think no one’s looking. He knows this. Despite his dogmatic belief that there’s more to you than what you want people to believe, Calypso’s words still fester somewhere dark and quiet in the back of his mind. 

“Hazel… c’mon.” Frank says softly, caressing her cheek with his big hand. “I know something’s been bothering you.”

She squeezes her eyes shut, turning away from him and straightening up the pictures and art prints hanging on the wall. 

“Nope.” She states, voice just a little too high pitched to be true. “Nothing’s bothering me.” 

She moves around the room, pushing in the dining room chairs and rearranging nicknacks, doing anything she can to stay busy and avoid looking at him. Frank knows her so well, he’s always so sweet to her and listens when she has problems, and she knows the second she looks in his eyes the jig is up. She can’t lie to anyone, but especially not to him. 

“Everything is just dandy.” She insists. “Everyone’s getting along fine, and no one asked anyone to keep any secrets for anyone, and even if they did, it’s fine, because everyone is getting along great with that person. So even if there were a secret - which there’s not - there’s not anything to worry about, because it’s all just… fine and dandy.” 

Through her rambling, Frank’s brow furrows, piecing together an idea of what’s got her so stressed. He turns his head, watching you through the doorway, wondering what secret you would need Hazel of all people to keep for you. If it’s something that’s got her this worked up, it can’t be anything good. He glares at you for a moment, feeling almost betrayed by the sense of comradery he’d felt towards you earlier. He turns back to Hazel, and walks up behind her. He wraps his arms around, holding her tight. She relaxes into his touch a little, but there’s still a sense of hesitation. He bends down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. 

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” He murmurs, in a low, intimate voice that reminds her of just why she loves and trusts him so much. “Telling me doesn’t count.” 

She seriously considers spilling the beans, then finds herself thinking back to the conversation she’d had with Leo at the grocery store. He’s going to tell everyone tonight at dinner. If she can just hold on for that long, she’ll have kept her word and everything actually will be fine. She nods, resting her head on Frank’s chest. She just has to try to keep quiet until tonight. She continues repeating that to herself for the rest of the day. Leo’s going to tell everyone in just a few hours, and she won’t need to worry about keeping it a secret, and everything will be fine. They’ll all laugh at this years down the line when they’ve all gotten hitched and have big couples dinner parties together. She just has to hold out until tonight. 

You expect dinner to be painfully awkward like it was the first few nights, but to your surprise, it's actually kind of nice. Everyone is piled in the living room, laughing and talking, making easy conversation. It's the kind of chatter that makes you feel included, like you're a part of it, even when you're not saying much. Even Calypso, when she finds herself wandering in and out, has been on reasonably okay behavior so far. The food is delicious - of course it is, Leo made it - and you take another bite as Percy and Annabeth finish recounting a story from when Percy first came to camp. 

Everyone chuckles at how on brand that is for him, and there’s a comfortable lull in the conversation. For a moment, it’s quiet. During that quiet moment, Hazel sends Leo a look. She nods her head over at you, silently asking if he’s going to say something about what’s going on between you now. It seems like the perfect opportunity to her, and she can’t imagine having to hold onto this secret much longer. Leo’s eyes widen, flicking over to you, then where Calypso stands across the room by the doorway. He shakes his head. Absolutely not, not right now. 

Hazel sends him an inquisitive look; what do you mean no? I thought you were going to say something tonight? Leo shakes his head back subtly but definitively. No, not here, not now.

Distress is written all over Hazel’s face as she sets down her food, now too worried to eat anymore. She promised not to say anything because she thought she’d only have to keep it a secret until tonight. She can’t keep this quiet, she’s not good with secrets to begin with, especially one this huge. The conversation has picked back up by now - for the moment, at least - but she can’t bring herself to pay attention. She’s too worried about all this to think about anything else. 

“You okay?” Frank asks softly, following her gaze to Leo’s panicked one. She lets out a very small, nervous whine, and Frank knows the answer; she is not, in fact, okay. Not at all. Leo shakes his head at her, eyes widening in a silent plea not to say anything. She’s desperate not to, not to be the reason anyone knows something’s happening between you before you’re both ready to tell. But gods, the weight of this is crushing her. 

She feels horrible, filthy and disgusting for lying to her friends that are basically her family, and she knows she’s a ticking time bomb. She looks over at you as the conversation picks back up again, and sees the way you glance over at Leo. You look at him more softly than she’s seen you look at anyone or anything, and the dam breaks. 

“SHE AND LEO ARE MAKING WHOOPEE!” She blurts out, standing up suddenly and pointing over to you. 

A stunned silence falls over the room before it erupts into chaos. 

“I’m sorry,” Percy starts with a laugh, looking between you and Leo. You stare at Leo with wide eyes, and Leo pinches the bridge of his nose.  “They’re making what?” 

Jason immediately looks over at Piper, who’s calmly sipping her drink, and avoiding eye contact. He knows exactly what that means. 

“Wait- you knew?!” He demands in shock, and Piper lets out a breathy laugh. Of course she knew. It was completely obvious to her - granted, some of that might be because of the whole Aphrodite love thing, she’s always been able to tell who’s into who - but besides that, you weren’t always as subtle as you thought you were. 

“You didn’t?” Piper asks back. 

“NO!” Jason replies. Piper laughs, figuring it might not have been as obvious as she’d thought. Annabeth sets down her drink looking between you and Leo. Your stomach twists and you realize your sex life has now become dinner conversation. It’s something that’s never bothered you before now, you didn’t care what people said about you, but this time you’re nervous. You’re not sure why, but you find yourself jealous of Nico and his ability to disappear into the shadows.  

“I… I guess that makes sense.” Annabeth muses. 

“It does?” Percy demands as shocked chatter continues overlapping. It’s only been a few seconds since the bomb was dropped, and the room has been filled with nonstop reactions all happening at the same time. Leo stares at you, trying to get a read on how you’re feeling, if you’re okay, but you won’t meet his eye. 

“Wait,” Frank turns to Hazel, “is this what you were so worried about?” 

Hazel turns back to him, tears brimming in her eyes. 

“I’m sorry, I promised him I wouldn’t say anything, because he said he was going to say something,” she babbles, so relieved to finally get this off her chest, “but he didn’t, and I didn’t want to-” 

Hazel continues spilling her guts to Frank, who places a hand on her shoulder reassuringly while he listens, trying to follow what she’s saying. Nico doesn’t say anything. He just gives you a look, holding back a laugh, and you know he’s remembering when he caught you leaving Leo’s room covered in hickeys and barely able to walk. It’s no shock that he’s not surprised by the news. 

“You’re what?”

Leo’s head whips around as the volume in the room drops. Calypso stands in the doorway, looking shocked and disgusted. Those few seconds of silence seem to stretch on forever. Eventually, she sends you one of the nastiest glares you’ve ever received, and grabs Leo to drag him into the next room. Nico looks between the three of you as Calypso leaves with Leo. The room stays quiet. You can hear her yelling at him, and it’s absolutely brutal. The only time she stops is for periodic - much quieter - replies from Leo. 

You sit in silence as everybody listens to her blow up at Leo. You let out a slow breath, unable to believe this is happening, that everybody knows and is staring at you. This is exactly what you didn’t want, for everything to get messy. Nico looks around the room, watching everyone stare at you and send each other looks, trying to process the drama bomb that was just dropped. Nico looks at you a little closer. You look nervous. 

You might not have talked to each other that much, you’ve only properly interacted maybe twice, but you’re similar enough that he feels like he gets you to an extent. If he was in your position, he wouldn’t give a fuck if everyone found out he was hooking up with some random guy. What he would care about is everyone finding out he’s hooking up with someone he has feelings for. He’d care if he wanted to impress their friends, if he wanted it to last longer than just hooking up for a few nights at an Airbnb. He would get nervous. Really nervous. 

He stands up suddenly, grabbing your arm and dragging you out of the room. You need to talk, he needs to confirm that he’s reading the situation right. Normally you’d protest - you wouldn’t want to leave Leo alone with that heinous shitlord screaming at him - but you know his friends are just in the next room. You know they’re close enough to listen to the very loud conversation, and you trust them to intervene if she gets out of line. You manage to send Jason and Piper a look to confirm this, and she gives you a reassuring look back. Jason probably would too, if he wasn’t still trying to wrap his mind around everything. You let out a small breath, knowing she won’t let anything happen to Leo. 

Nico drags you through the dining room, past Leo and Calypso, and you can hear what they’re talking about better now that you’re briefly in ear shot. 

“It’s not like that!” Leo insists, trying his best to pacify her. “We’re just… friends with benefits.” 

“I’m not your friend.” You state sharply on instinct, immediately reprimanding yourself for pushing him away at a time like this. Leo’s stomach drops, realizing that you heard him. The last thing he wants is for you to think he doesn’t care about you, that he only views you as a fling or a hookup, or that he doesn’t have any real feelings for you. He hates more than anything that everything he’s put into showing you he cares about you has been jeopardized because of none other than Calypso. 

Nico ushers you into the kitchen while Leo watches you disappear, your heavy boots clunking as Nico moves you quickly out of Leo’s sight. Leo’s gaze lingers on the door a moment too long before he turns back to Calypso. He just needs to do some more damage control so all this can blow over. 

“SHE’S TAKING ADVANTAGE OF YOU!” Calypso yells, trying to get it into Leo’s head. “She’s manipulating you into thinking you have a chance with her, which… that’s fucking disgusting, first of all.” She continues on her tirade, berating Leo for being so naive that he can’t see through your bullshit. “I mean, are you really that stupid?! Are you so deluded that you can’t see what she’s doing, how she’s using you?!” 

Leo holds his breath for a second, desperately trying to collect himself. He tries to let it roll off his back, but he can’t deny that everything she’s saying is cutting him to the quick. He takes a measured breath before trying to explain that you’re just having some fun, that’s all. It’s almost impossible for him to get a word in as she continues raving about what an evil little snake you are. Part of him is glad for that, because he knows if he could really say what's on his mind, he’d have a lot to say about how she lost the right to act like this when she dumped him over iris message. He knows it would only add more fuel to the fire, so he shoves the thought away. He just needs to get her to calm the hell down. 

As soon as the kitchen door closes, Nico barely has to give you a look before you’re about to spill your guts to him. You’re fidgety and tense, not nearly as put together as you’d like to seem right now. 

“Tell me what the fuck is going on with you two.” He demands. He’s quiet until you finally respond. 

“I mean, you heard Hazel,” you sputter, “we’ve been hooking up.” 

He stays quiet. You keep talking. 

“I’ve hooked up with a lot of people, okay? This isn’t anything special.” You insist, “He’s… this is no different from anything else, or any other situation I’ve been in before.” 

Your mind starts replaying everyone who came before right here and right now, every time you walked away, every spectacular crash and burn. 

“Love isn’t sex.” You state, “I learned that the hard way. And I’m a child of Eros, which means obviously, I know about sex.” You let out a humorless laugh, “I’m only good at sex! I’m not the falling in love type! I don’t fall in love with anyone.” 

Nico doesn’t react. He waits for you to continue, and you do. You feel like you’re coming unraveled in front of him, and it’s a completely foreign feeling. 

“We’re just hooking up because I’m hot, and he’s hung like a goddamn horse, and he fucks me so good that I actually feel fulfilled for the first time in my fucking life! Okay?! Maybe I just like the way he kisses me, or when he looks me in the eyes like he believes I’m a good person, even though I push everyone away.” 

You pace around the kitchen, more emotionally raw than you can ever remember being. 

“But it doesn’t work on him!” You let out a weepy laugh, still wondering why he hasn’t left you yet, especially with all the trouble you’re causing him now. “Why doesn’t it work on him?! Why can’t I push him away…?” 

Your voice tapers off as you take a few ragged breaths, trying to collect yourself. Nico’s quiet again. After a few moments, he breaks the silence. 

“That doesn’t sound like just sex to me.” 

[brokenhardies]

i made my late great babygirl tessa in the cartoon dog maker and came up with a little backstory for her;

tessa is calypso's assistant at the school. she's starting the job and is very excited, but can be a bit twitchy. she's very overprotective of the kids (this is based on a true story where tessa literally ran in front of a staffy when i was little in a playground bc she thought it was attacking us) and likes to take part in their games

she has problems with her knees, however - early onset arthritis - and not featured in this is the cane she uses to stand up. it makes her look somewhat older, but she doesn't mind.

[hope-and-roll]

Aislinn Ruewen

"I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars."  — Og Mandino

"The fool does think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." — William Shakespeare - Aislinn Carrie Ashlyn Ruewen - Née le 16 mai 2033 - Next-Gen - Anglaise, avec des origines américaines et françaises - Sang-Pur - Demisexuelle  - Gryffondor, Poudlard - Née-Animagus cheval (couleur sable) - Charmspeaker  - Biomage spécialisée dans la génétique, puis enseignante-chercheuse  - Chloë Moretz ~ Fils d'Oliver Ruewen et d'Aurélie Becker ~ Soeur cadette de Tom Ruewen ~ Petite-fille d'Arthur et Grace Ruewen (née Underwood) et de Tom Skyberry et Anna Becker ~ Epouse de Cleo Abraxas ~ Mère de Calliope (Callie) et Cadell Abraxas ~ Tante de Jack et Calypso Ruewen  * Meilleure amie de Rhéane Petrova-Woodley  * Amie de Lycorys Travers, Ella Fritton, Nemesis Derwent et Keith Hearthlake * Meilleure amie, puis petite-amie, puis épouse de Cleo Abraxas Trivia : 

- Baguette magique : bois de houx, avec une plume d'oiseau-tonnerre. 31 centimètres, flexible et solide. - Patronus : Lionne - Epouvantard : 11 – 14 ans : le corps de Tom lorsqu'on l'a sorti de l'eau après qu'il ait failli se noyer, pâle, inconscient, les lèvres bleues 14 – 19 ans : le cadavre de Cleo A partir de 20 ans : elle en mage noire - Passionnée de jeux vidéo - A été la première à identifier et comprendre les gènes permettant aux porteurs de maîtriser la magie. Ses travaux ont grandement bénéficié à la tolérance envers les Moldus et Nés-Moldus, et plus tard à la fusion entre les 2 mondes.  - A été la seule de sa famille à découvrir le pouvoir du charmspeak et à savoir s'en servir, même si elle a gardé le secret toute sa vie, terrifiée par ce qu'elle pouvait en faire

Playlist :  Aislinn :  Feel it still - Portugal the Man Control - Halsey Born ready - Zayde Wolf  Clinn :  Till forever falls apart - Ashe &  Finneas As the world caves in - Matt Maltese Willow - Taylor Swift 

Aislinn à Cleo :  Read all about it - Emeli Sandé (+ almost Aislinn's voice) Cleo à Aislinn :  Crush - Tessa Violet Red Light's gang :  Born for this - The Score 

[simpuritysims]

Tessa: They're all getting so big...

Adrian: God, don't I know it.

Tessa: Do you think there's like, magic or something that can turn back time just a little?

Adrian: You'd have to find one of the local witches for that answer, but I'm gonna guess it'd be a no.

Calypso: And I like being big!

Adrian: And she likes being big.

[misfittq]

Thanks dude! This is from my main playlist (i am still remaking it so)

1. Escapism - alternate version - xUnreachablee

2. Paranoia on the Main Street - Demi the Daredevil

3. I like (the idea of) you - Tessa Violet

4. Angry - Mars Argo

5. Love is dead and we killed her - Doll Skin

6. Christmas in June - AJR

7. Animal Enough - Maya Hawke

8. Fire Fire - Flyleaf

9. Menace - Maya Hawke

10. The Exorcist - CALYPSO

i don’t have ten people 🙁

@haaawaiianshirt

Ty @marlenemckinnons for the tag<33

Rules: You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle and List the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. No skipping

what difference does it make - the smiths

friends - chase atlantic (my best friend loves them this is entirely her fault but I love her so i cant complain)

star - david bowie

older - gracie abarams

sweater weather - the neighbourhood

dorthea - taylor swift

keep yourself alive - queen

jackie and wilson - hozier

illicit affairs - taylor swift

we fell in love in october - girl in red

tags: @archivist-ing @lily-flowersx @like-the-poets-say @significant-ace-nnoyance @dis-a-ppointment @s0larieas @rain-dragons and anyone else who wants to

[liaromancewriter]

Birthday Bash

A/N: It’s Max and Cassie’s birthday on October 5 (in 45 mins where I am). Instead of doing a Twin-only celebration, they fly their friends and loved ones to Manhattan for an extravagant birthday weekend. This pic was taken at the end of a wild night of partying and shenanigans.

Tags under the cut

All Fics & Edits: @bluebelle08 @coffeeheartaddict2 @crazy-loca-blog @jerzwriter @justyourusualash

@lady-calypso @kyra75 @mainstreetreader @peonierose @potionsprefect

@queencarb @quixoticdreamer16 @snoopdogcone @tessa-liam @trappedinfanfiction

Submissions: @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

Ethan & Cassie only: @cariantha @custaroonie @youlookappropriate

[spacedorky]

Hey this is a little late for posting on here, but this is my audition for Azlantec OCT. Links and stuff to the tournament in the youtube video’s description!

It’s a little janky in some places, but I’m still very proud on getting it done! It’s pretty much my first approx. 15 minute video so.... yee!

[ladygarfunkel]