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seireiteihellbutterfly · 3 months

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Unconventional Flowers Event - July

Snapdragon Birthday ft Nanami

A/N: July prompt for my Unconventional Flowers Event. Happy Birthday Nanami!!! <3 <3 Rating: E, safe, fluffy, cute Word Count: 1.5k

“Nanamiiiiiin!” Gojo calls out before gluing himself to the blond’s side, causing a vein to begin throbbing in his forehead.

“Gojo, I told you not to call me that here at school.” Nanami clips out irritably, pausing in his now futile dash across the courtyard to avoid the blue-eyed menace. Gojo merely grins and slaps his shoulder.

“Don’t be so upset Nanamin. I just wanted to ask you what you wanted for your birthday this year.”

“For you to disappear.”

Gojo chuckles at the tart reply, shaking his head. “Come on, seriously, what do you want?”

Nanami is about to bite out another short answer when laughter is heard across the courtyard and his attention is distracted as he follows the noise. At the sight of you, all his features soften, and a stab of jealousy makes itself known as he sees you flanked by Kusakabe, gaily joking and chattering away like a pair of birds as you walk past.

This action does not go unnoticed by Gojo who grins at the silent way Nanami is fawning over you, his keen eyes following your movements behind green glass as you disappear into your office. Kusakabe thankfully, seemed to have other business as he did not follow you inside, and Nanami’s racing heart slows down slightly.

“Perhaps my question should’ve been who can I get for your birthday rather than what.” Gojo crosses his arms and smirks, and Nanami flushes, the tips of his ears turning pink.

“I haven’t the slightest idea what you’re talking about,” he says in a commendable voice of calm, but the tightness of his shoulders and flushed face give him away.

“Aw, I can’t believe Nanamin has a crush!” Gojo teases, enjoying the way Nanami’s ire starts to escalate. “On the new hire no less! She’s quite popular eh?”

“She’s…respectable. Talented, I suppose.”

“And gorgeous. Oh c’mon Nanamin, anyone with eyes can see that you like her. And that’s fine!”

Nanami bites his inner cheek and takes a deep breath to control the temptation to thump Gojo on the head. “My interest in her is professional. It’s natural to be curious about the new hire.”

Gojo’s eyes were glittering behind his blindfold. “Then I suppose it would be of no interest to you if I said Higuruma is also…curious about the new hire?”

“What? It’s not just Kusakabe?” Caught, Nanami quickly glances away. Gojo chortles then pats Nanami on the back.

“It’s ok Nanamin. Just admit it.”

“I was just surprised. I mean, it’s unprofessional to pursue someone new without…”

“Without?” Gojo prompts him, practically eating up Nanami’s flustered embarrassment when he fails to finish his sentence.

“Without…letting them settle in first. You know, she’s hardly spent time with any of the rest of us, If Kusakabe and Higuruma take up all her time, then when will she get to know the rest of us?”

“Oh, I think you mean, when will there be time for her to get to know you?”

Nanami’s heart constricts jealously but he remains silent, not speaking or looking at Gojo. The white-haired man sighs, then talks to him sympathetically. “Nanamin, you were my junior. I’m glad you like someone. And for your birthday, I’ll make sure you end up on a date with her.”

The blond sighs exasperatedly and shakes his head, heart hammering in his chest. “Gojo, please don’t meddle. What if she has a boyfriend? I don’t want this to become awkward for her.”

“And what if she doesn’t have a boyfriend, but because you didn’t say anything, Kusakabe becomes her new boyfriend? Or Higuruma?”

A nasty green monster reared its head inside Nanami’s chest and he sighed resignedly. “I swear to god Gojo, if this is another one of your hare-brained schemes-”

“It’s not hare-brained. It’s fully-brained. Trust me Nanamin.” Gojo already had plans in motion in his head. Sighing, Nanami looks at him, looking absolutely adorable, pink dusting his cheeks. Resisting the urge to pinch them, Gojo continues.

“Send her a bouquet of snapdragon flowers.”

Nanami blinks and looks at him. “Snapdragons?” he repeated to make sure he hadn’t heard incorrectly.

“Yup!” Gojo grins brightly. “In Victorian times, women wore snapdragons in their hair and clothes to ward off unwanted attention from men!”

“And how does this help me?”

“Kusakabe and Higuruma will leave her alone! Then everything will fall into place! Just trust me! Send the flowers.” Gojo starts walking away leaving Nanami looking perplexed.

He shakes his head, pinching the bridge of his nose, trying not to throw something at Gojo’s retreating head. While sending flowers to impress a woman may not necessarily be unconventional, Gojo’s insistence on the type of flower gives him a strange feeling that it may all go to hell.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

You blink in surprise at the bouquet of beautiful, colorful blooms on your desk, the adorable little snapdragon flowers all sitting in sweet innocence waiting to be freed from the protective plastic wrap surrounding the bouquet. Deep down, you can’t help but feel slightly serendipitous at the sight because snapdragons happened to be your favorite flower since you were a kid, their tales of warding off evil and the cute way the flower petals opened and closed like a dragon’s maw when squeezed tugging on your whimsical heartstrings.

Spotting a small card, you open it, a curious smile tugging at your lips as you read.

For warding off other eyes, until you finally meet mine

You can’t help but ponder at the cryptic note. Kusakabe was not a flowers type of guy, and Higuruma was more of a straight-to-dinner type of guy. You racked your brain, wondering, but the rest of the team just hadn’t been giving you attention that could warrant them sending you a flower bouquet.

Deciding it was best to think about this over coffee, you wander into the staffroom, which was relatively empty, save for Nanami, who was drinking his coffee while poring over the newspaper, seated in a comfortable chair near the window.

“Morning,” you call out. Nanami looks at you then hastily splutters out a good morning as he fumbles with his coffee cup. He wipes his mouth with a napkin, trying to regain his composure. He’s thankful your back is to him as he tries to contain his embarrassment.

“Slow morning?” you ask him as you begin to pour your coffee. Nanami is about to answer when a sudden gust of air blows in through the window, surprising the both of you. The blond looks rather put off as he glares at something outside the window.

“Mad at the air, are we now?” You try to joke as his attention turns back to you.

“Ah, no! Just…I lost my spot in the newspaper now…” He gestures at the jumbled pages and quickly tries to rearrange them, but you can’t help but notice the little flowers now suddenly stuck in his hair…

“Nanami san?” You tentatively approach him, taking in how he suddenly stiffens, apparently unsure how to react.

“Yes?” he manages in that contained, clipped tone.

“You have…flowers in your hair.” You reach over to pluck a pink one out of his hair.

“Do I? Oh the wind must’ve…blown a bunch,” he says rather flusteredly as he starts combing his fingers through his hair trying to extricate the blooms.

“You don’t happen to like snapdragon flowers do you?” You show him the flower you’d pulled out, which resembled the ones in your bouquet and Nanami freezes, feeling tension pool into his muscles, his ability to think gone in an instant.

“Did you send me flowers this morning?”

Mouth dry, heart hammering in his chest, Nanami swallows, unsure what to do, then nods.

“Were you being nice or…did they have another meaning?”

“Birthday.” Nanami manages to form the word, then takes a breath and continues. “It’s my birthday tomorrow. And I’d love it if you would join me for dinner.”

Your eyes light up at the invitation. “I’d love to! I didn’t know it was your birthday!” You bite your cheek to prevent the laughter from spilling out at how the relief dawns on his face.

“Great. I’ll finalize the details by today if that’s ok?”

“Yeah, of course! Now I have to think of a present for you!”

Nanami quickly shakes his head. “No need. Just. Have dinner with me.”

Your smile is wide and sincere as you look at him, wondering how you’d never noticed him before. It was like a veil had been lifted off your vision. You look around, quickly grab a pen off the table, and scribble your number on the corner of the newspaper Nanami is reading.

He looks at you in disbelief, and then the smallest of smiles graces his features, making you blush slightly.

“Text me.” With another smile you take your coffee cup and wander back to your office, feeling like you’re walking on air.

Nanami allows himself to grin fully once you’re gone, then huffs. He couldn’t believe it.

“I told you I’d get you a date with her for your birthday!”

“Go away Gojo!” Nanami sticks his head out of the window to shout as the blue-eyed sorcerer floated outside the window, crushed snapdragons in his hands, and the widest smirk on his face.

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percyjacksonblog · 4 months

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Thoughts on adult Percy and Annabeth

When Annabeth and Percy get married they don’t get married at the beach like everyone believes. They get married on the porch of the big house where they first met.

They have 2 ceremonies, one at the big house to keep all their friends from camp safe and one for their mortal friends and family that can’t go to camp.

Percy becomes the youngest director of the New York Aquarium and is very hands on with maintenance and upkeep of the animals. He always knows how to help the animals and improve the tanks. His employees call him “the fish whisperer.”

Annabeth is a highly sought after independent architect. Most of her time is spent designing improvements and maintenance of the buildings in Olympus, but will get requests from business, the government, and some rich individuals for new buildings or additions. She loves working with the national park system preserving historic sites. She has a small office in the Empire State Building.

When Annabeth gets pregnant she is actually extremely happy. Percy is the one that has to be convinced everything will be ok. This comes from his fear of letting down and losing his loved ones. When he is holding a little blonde hair green eyed baby, he knows everything will be alright.

As parents Percy and Annabeth are on high alert. They treat having a baby like a battle so they make up shifts to make sure no monsters can get to them. Little do they know, their friends have also taken shifts to watch the outside of their home.

Percy and Annabeth argue about trivial things, but their first big argument over their kid is what happens to their kid(s) if something happens to them. Annabeth wants to send them to CHB because Chiron basically raised her and she turned out fine, but Percy wants to send them to New Rome because it is better protected. They compromise by agreeing that Frank and Hazel will watch over their kid(s) in NR until they are 10, and then send them to CHB each summer after, spending the school year in NR.

Percy is very conscientious about birthdays and anniversaries. He works very hard planning them and finding just the perfect gift. Annabeth is very sneaky and drops hints and subliminal messages for months leading up to the events allowing Percy to think he figured out everything on his own.

Percy and Annabeth go to every school function of their kids’ and Percy’s little sister.

Percy and Annabeth have a friendly wager on whether their kid(s) will have any abilities. After years they assume this kid did not inherit any of Poseidon’s powers until one day the blonde haired green eyed kid says that the family’s fish has been complaining about the food.

I’m sure given enough time I could keep going but these are the biggest things I believe about adult Percy and Annabeth

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a-french-coconut · 4 months

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Luke Castellan (Part 1)

She's late.

It's not like her to be late.

Thalia is, in every aspect, a wild spirit but as the lightning striking the earth, she is always on time.

Especially since she took Annabeth with her, and gods know how much she loves the kid.

Luke does too, as much as a fourteen years old boy can love a little girl he sees like his sister.

He loves Thalia too, but it's more... complicated.

Nevertheless, they make Luke happier that he has ever been in his short, and frankly miserable, life.

He can't remember ever feeling truly happy in his childhood.

Not when he had to plaster a false smile for the worried teacher, reassuring her that his mother didn't forget about him, that she would come pick him up any minute now. Every day, without fault, he would quietly wait for her to get distracted and disappear in the city with no one to hold his hand and ask him about his day.

Sometimes, his mother would be sane, clear eyed. She would hug him, laugh with him, tickle him. She even made a birthday cake for him once ! The frosting was messy, too sugary but Luke had absolutely loved it . That is until he blew out his candles and she started screaming about how horrible, terrifying, atrocious the fate awaiting him was.

He never believed her, not even when Hermes didn't deny her claims the night he came back because Thalia needed to heal and it was the only option. He refuses to prove his mother right and nor will Halcyon Green's visions come true.

He'll prove them all wrong.

He is not going to betray anyone, he will not die some terrible way, eaten by a monster or something.

As long as he has Annabeth and Thalia, he'll be happy and the three of them can get through anything.

You'll see, I'm going to make it.

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"Hey loser."

"You're late, very late even."

"Yeah, well." Thalia shrugs, Annabeth jumping from her shoulders, "we made an impromptu stop."

She nudges Annabeth, the little girl nervously hiding her hands behind her.

"Come on Annie, show him."

"Wait, you got me something ?" He asks them, "what's the occasion ?"

"Your birthday !" Annabeth states, "We got you a gift."

"Hum, sorry to disappoint kiddo but today isn't my birthday."

"Don't care, it will be now." She refutes, stomping her foot to close the argument.

He looks at Thalia, rather amused but also confused, only for her to shrug, like she couldn't care less.

"Well, I suppose that September 4th is not a bad birthday date."

Annabeth squeals and hands him what she's been hiding.

It's a ring, a plastic one she probably found in a shady looking store, with best big brother engraved on it.

"We don't have a birthday cake though," Thalia pipes up from where she's standing, looking at them with a fond look, "too hard to steal."

"S'okay, don't need one." He answers, still looking at the cheap ring.

It's the most precious thing he has on him now.

"Thank you Annie," he opens his arms to hug her, laughing when she throw herself in them, "you're the best little sister I will ever have."

They eat what Thalia stole while Annabeth got the ring, some sandwiches and cereal bars, and Luke makes a show about blowing out invisible candles, Annabeth urging him to make a wish.

I wish that we always stay together.

As long as we're together, nothing bad will happen to us.

Thalia with her braveness and strong will, with the lightning bolts dancing in her eyes whenever she's angry and with Aegis.

Annabeth, so young and yet smarter than them, always planning or devising some plan.

And him, keeping them alive by stealing food and drinks, using his powers to find them a house, his golf club doing the job when he needs to.

He watches Thalia shamelessly attacks Annabeth, tickling the little girl and they are both on the ground laughing.

They make him happy, his little sister and Thalia.

Happier than he's ever been.

He'll do anything to keep them by his side.

No matter the costs.

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They're running, have been for far too long.

His legs ache, feeling like giving out at every step.

"Come on, we're almost there !" Grover screams at them, urgently gesturing them to go faster.

Luke can see it, the hill in front of them.

Haven, salvation.

A chance to live, to do more than surviving.

Camp Half-Blood.

A place for all demigods like them to train, to learn of to defend themselves against the monsters trying to kill them.

It's almost there, it's within reach.

His feet slip on the wet ground but Thalia catches him before he can fall and he's running again.

"We aren't going to make it." She whispers and his ear, careful so that Annabeth doesn't hear it.

"We are, Thals, we are. We just need to-"

"GET DOWN !"

Annabeth's scream save the both of them, the tree trunk grazing their head before crashing in the dark forest.

"Get Annabeth, and run."

"And what are you-"

"I'll hold them off until you are up the hill."

"No, Thalia, I won't-"

"Do it for Annabeth, she can't get there by herself." Thalia's voice is firm but Luke can see her hands shaking.

She's afraid, afraid to die.

"Thalia-"

"They're getting closer, we need to go !" Grover yells, taking Luke's arm and tugging him.

"Thalia-" He tries again.

"Go. Take Annabeth and-" She wavers, her voice breaks.

For one second, she isn't the brave daughter of Zeus, ordering him like it is her birthright to do so.

She is Thalia, the girl Luke can't figure out his feelings for but know he can't lose her.

(When he looks back on that moment, he wonders if he could have persuaded her to run with them. But the second passes and he doesn't say anything.)

"Don't look back, don't look back until you are safe."

She grips Aegis, blue electrical eyes flashing in the night before she turns to face the monsters.

"I can't-"

"GO ! NOW !"

He runs, runs despite Annabeth trashing in his arms, begging him to stop, to come back to Thalia.

He runs until he's on the hill, looking at a valley straight out of Ancient Greece.

He runs until his body gives up, until he's throwing up and on the ground.

Thalia needs you, get up

He can see her, holding off the countless creatures attacking her, slowly retreating.

Help her, come on.

He shakily stands, Annabeth still crying next to him but Grover is now the one holding her.

Thalia is almost there, she's on the top of the hill.

A little more and she'll make it.

Below in the valley, demigods are running toward them, their weapons gleaming in the night, a centaur galloping full speed leading them.

Come on Thals, get closer and I can help-

When the cyclops' club hit her leg, sending her on the ground, leaving her at the mercy of all the others monsters, Luke screams.

His yells are entirely drowned in the sound of lighting shaking the sky, a bright flash blinding him for a moment.

When white becomes dark, there's a pine tree projecting a blue barrier all around Camp, preventing the angry herd of monsters from entering.

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He often goes sit besides the tree.

"Hey Thalia, it's been one month since we got here. I miss you."

"Hey Thals, I made some friends, a guy from Apollo named Lee and a girl from Aphrodite, Silena. They're nice but they're not you."

"One year, I can't believe you've gone that long. Annabeth is happy here, she's grown fond of Camp. I did too, I'm Counsellor now. Old one left and didn't come back."

"I'm tired Thalia, so tired. Hermes Cabin is crowded, the gods don't claim their kids. I'm angry, at my dad, at yours, at all of them. What good do they bring ?"

"Got a quest from dear old dad, can you believe it ? First time he contacted me since we arrived two years ago. And it's sucks, the quest has already been done by Heracles and... hum, I'm not sure to come back. It's a hard one, a very hard one. Annie is upset that I didn't chose her but I can't risk to lose her too. You were enough. Anyways, I have to go. I hope I'll see you again."

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The quest in itself is simple.

Get an apple, come back alive.

Only the apple is a golden one from the Hesperides' Garden, guarded by Ladon.

But he comes back, alive.

He comes back with a open bleeding gash on his face, he comes back with ghosts on his shoulders, he comes back with a new hatred against the gods.

But he had no apple to present his father and the quest is deemed failed.

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"Hi again, do you ever get tired of me ?"

She doesn't respond, never does.

"I made it back, with no apple or the demigods I chose to come with me."

He leans against the trunk, trying desperately to feel her.

Luke is sixteen and he knows now that Thalia is more than a sister.

Nothing more than the rough bark meets his head.

"I prayed to him, begged him to save them. Nothing, not one single sign that he was listening."

"We were right to hate them, they don't care about us. We're pawns, their means of amusement when they get bored."

"I'm tired of it."

"Are you too ?"

The tree's branches sway with the wind.

"I'll find a way, don't worry."

As long as they were together, Luke was happy.

As long as he sees her tree, all he can feel is bitterness and fury against the gods who made her like this.

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It begins with whispers.

Incoherent buzzing in his mind while he sleeps, a voice rasping in his ear, murmuring about vengeance and justice.

Who are you ?

He's standing on broken glass, surround by a never ending red horizon.

Oh, little hero, my name is not to be pronounced by your kind.

Show yourself.

I will tolerate your insolence just this once little hero. Do not ever presume to order me again.

How can I respect you if I don't know who you are ?

So cunning, the voice laughs around him, echoing in his dream, just like his father.

I'm nothing like my father !

Oh ? the voice vibrates with amusement, do you wish to take revenge upon him ? Upon the gods who wronged you ?

I want them to respect demigods.

They never will, it is not in their nature.

Then, what ? I let them do whatever they want with us ?

No, little hero, you act.

How ?

Destroy them. Destroy Olympus.

Luke doesn't respond.

I sense doubt, weakness in you. Despite the countless times they prove their incompetence, you still believe in them.

I don't hold any love for the gods. I want to make them pay !

You cannot hide the truth from me, little liar. You are weak willed, tamed. You allows the gods to continue their reign of chaos and utter, unbridled depravity. But I sense your rightful anger, your desire to make a change.

Luke burns in shame and in anger at the voice's disgust for him.

You are wrong. I'll do whatever it takes to topple Olympus.

Then our interests align. Pledge yourself at my service and I shall help you bring justice to your beloved demigods.

Will they follow him ?

Renounce the gods.

Lee ? Silena ? Chris ? Connor and Travis ?

Let them face their mistakes, the consequences of their arrogance.

Do they share his point of view ?

Surely they do. They're like him, abandoned by their godly parent.

Serve me and I will help you in your quest of vengeance.

Annabeth.

Annabeth with her desire to make her mother proud.

Annabeth, his smart little sister, who looks at Chiron and sees a paternal figure.

But she saw Thalia die.

She saw how Hermes abandoned him.

She'll follow him.

And as long as they're together, they'll be fine.

I pledge myself to your service.

In front of him, a small golden piece appear, floating in the air.

Not quite, little hero.

Before his eyes appear a giant tomb, all grey except for the golden flake.

His breath hitches when he sees the gravures illustrating the rock.

A man eating a child, a scythe is his hand.

You're-

Kronos, King of the Titans, and father to the Olympians. Wrongfully killed by my sons, I have been prophesied to come back and raze Olympus.

The voice gets closer, now right in his ear.

And you, little hero, are the key to my awakening.

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Times flies, Luke turns nineteen on September 4th.

He has long stopped celebrating his true birthday.

Annabeth grows anxious to see the mortal world, to get a quest, to prover herself worthy of her mother.

As for Luke, he spends his days recruiting, talking to demigods, trying to decipher their emotion toward the gods.

Lee is happy with Apollo.

Clarisse hates Ares but still fights for his name.

Silena is bitter against Aphrodite, for a reason she won't tell Luke. It's fine, he doesn't need to know as long as she joins him.

Chris, with his elvish features and uncanny knowledge of geography, is a son of Hermes. Yet, he remains unclaimed in his own cabin.

Those are the easier to persuade to join the cause, the unclaimed and the children of minor gods.

Ethan and Alabaster don't have cabins to house them.

Chris and Lila have given up trying to impress their parents a long time ago.

When he comes to them, they all say yes with absolute conviction.

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The Winter Solstice, the only night demigods are invited to Olympus to see their parents and wander through the immortal city.

The only night Luke will accept his heritage as a son of Hermes and steal the Lighting Bolt of Zeus.

The King of the Gods is too busy drinking and flirting with nymphs to notice his weapon's absence.

For the first part of the night at least.

When thunder rumbles but not lighting strikes, Luke just got of Olympus, flying toward California.

He should already have arrived to Mount Tamalpais but he couldn't resist staying a little while, talking to other gods knowing he just robbed their King.

For his hubris, Ares catches him, the god of war almost killing him before Kronos took the matter in his own hands.

When he comes back to Camp that night, he suffers the most terrible nightmares he had since he was a child.

He sees Thalia dying over and over as he stands next to her while she begs him to help, to save her.

Stop this !

Your pride almost doomed us all and you ask no punishment ?

Please, I'll never do that mistake again.

He can't see her die again.

Please Master.

Stop your incessant whining, fool ! Despite your fault, Zeus still thinks Poseidon is the culprit.

But gods can't steal from each other, he'll find someone to blame, a mortal.

Wait and see, it has been set in motion.

What has been, my Lord ?

The Great Prophecy is upon us and she brings with her the downfall on the Olympians.

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Are you sure of your choice, Master ?

Yes, the little hero is most fitting.

Percy Jackson has nothing of a hero.

He's a scrawny 12 years old boy, who just lost his mother and looks utterly out of place.

Until he douses Clarisse with water.

Until he beats him at sword fighting, when he is said the best sword-man in the last 300 years.

Until he single won against three Ares campers when they were for blood.

Until the hellhound Luke invoked attacks him and-

"All hail Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, the Earthshaker !"

A forbidden child.

A demigod fated to die only because of his father's name.

Percy is standing in front of him, looking at awe at the holographic trident above his head.

He is the chosen one, is he not ?

He will bring Olympus on its knees for me to crush it.

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As expected, Percy is accused of being the lightning's thief and sent on a quest to retrieve it.

Annabeth volunteers but Luke is serene, there's no way Percy accept her as a quester, not with their parents' rivalry.

And yet, he finds himself wishing them goodbye on the top of the hill, at the both of them.

This quest is destined to fail, to start a war within Olympus.

"Good luck guys, come back safe and sound !"

Percy will fall into Tartarus, for Kronos to do what he plans with him but Annabeth and Grover will be back.

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The deadline comes and the skies stay clear.

He failed, somehow he failed.

Percy, Annabeth and Grover come back, all glowing with pride for stopping in the war.

What do we do now ?

He hugs Annabeth, telling her how proud he is of her.

It's time for you to leave and assume full command of our forces.

He high-fives Grover and feign utter shock and regret and he tells him that the shoes almost dragged him into Tartarus.

We need Percy on our side and I'm sure he'll come.

Beware the little hero, he is as unpredictable as the sea in his veins.

He ruffles Percy's hair, jokingly asking him to teach him how he beat Ares.

What do I do if he refuses ?

Kill him.

He fights for a better world for demigods.

A world where demigods like Percy could live free from the gods' requests and whims.

Sacrifices are necessary, Castellan. You cannot make change without true acts.

Percy who looks at him with full trust.

Percy who is merely twelve years old.

Should I ask Alabaster to kill the child ?

No, I'll do it myself.

And Percy will join, Luke's sure of it.

If he doesn't, then he is part of the problem.

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Percy refuses and Luke leaves him alone in the woods, only waiting for death to come.

Three hours later, Silena's report comes in and informs him that Percy Jackson is alive and that every body he is the lightning thief.

"Everybody on deck, now." He orders on the megaphone, waiting for all the demigods to assemble on Princess Andromeda's deck.

"There is a change of plans, Olympus is now aware of our rebellion but" he stops the hushes with his hand, "the King of the Gods is too stubborn too consider us a threat. He will ignore us as long as he can and since we all know he is a tyrant, nobody on Olympus will dare question him."

"Alabaster, you and Ethan are in charge of the army. Train them, make sure they master their powers and at least one weapon."

"Chris, you will scout for demigods, it is essential we find them before the satyrs do."

"Lila, you are in charge to communicate with our spy in Camp and then coordinate with me to know what kind of infos we need to know."

"As for the rest of you, try to reach your siblings, convince them to join us, to join the right side of this war."

He dismisses them, mindlessly twisting the ring on his leather necklace.

It's cheap ring, probably stolen in a shady store.

It was the most precious thing he had then and it is the most precious thing he has today.

I'm doing this for us Annie.

No matter how much it will hurt you, it is for you good.

When you understand and join me, we'll be together and everything will be fine.

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #luke castellan #annabeth chase #thalia grace #titan army #camp half blood #pjo fandom #pjo fic

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uniquevoidflowers · 10 months

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Sky's Birthday

Sun quickly slipped on some boots and ran to each door in the Knight Academy, knocking on them. Every single one except Link's room. Then she rushed to the kitchen. "You've got the food and cake prepared, right?"

The lady there smiled. "You needn't worry, everything will be just fine."

"I know." Sun sighed.

She just wanted to make this day perfect for her Link. In just a few days from then, the skyloftians were to move to the Surface. This was Link's last birthday, and probably last day in Skyloft.

Sun left and ran up to her father, nervousness tugging at her mind. "Is there something you need, Zelda?" Gaepora asked.

"Well, it's Link's birthday...I was hoping you could inform his companions and his friends?" Sun said.

Gaepora softened and put his hand comfortingly on her shoulder. "Of course. Just relax okay? I'm sure he'll be happy with whatever you have planned."

"...Okay." And with that she went to the Bazaar.

"Young lady, come see your future! Only for a low price, I can tell you what fate intends!"

Sun simply ignored the fortune-teller and went to Gondo. After a quick negotiation she earned herself a few weapons to give to Link. Then she went to the potion shop and bought some red and green potions. She stuffed it in a bag and then wandered over to the gear shop. She frowned when she noticed that most of the items, Link had already obtained and didn't need again, until her gaze landed upon the bombs. A grin crept unto her face as she bought out all of the bombs. "Are you..s-sure you need those ma'am?" Rupin cowered a little bit.

"Oh I don't need them." Sun responded, and walked away, out of the Bazaar.

She accidentally bumped into the one-eyed man from earlier. Sun already forgot his name. "Sorry, sorry!"

The one-eyed man chuckled. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"To see if Beedle is around. You're one of Link's companions, aren't you?" Sun said, tilting her head slightly.

"Yes. They call me Time, or the old man. If I may, why do you need to see Beedle?" Time asked.

"It's Link's birthday today! I have to get stuff for it." Sun replied, excited.

"Oh?" A look of amusement flickered in his eyes.

"Yeah. Well, I'll be off!" Sun smiled and hurried off.

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Sky yawned and reluctantly got out of bed. He slipped on his tunic and sailcloth and then walked out of the door. "Link!"

Sky turned around to see Zelda standing there, grinning. The chosen wrapped his arms around her almost instantly. "Good morning sleepyhead! Or now, good afternoon." She sighed, slightly leaning into Sky's touch.

Sky hummed, still trying to stay awake. It made him so happy to be in Skyloft, taking a break from fighting those black-blooded monsters and being with his loved ones. "Lunch is waiting for you if you want it." Zelda murmured.

"What is for lunch?" Sky asked, waking up a little at the mention of food.

"You'll see." Zelda promised and grabbed his hand.

Sky let her lead him away, and instead of going to the kitchen they headed outside. He made a confused little hum as Zelda brought him to a little picnic. "Sit." Zelda demanded.

Sky obliged and she began pulling out some...bowls of pumpkin soup. He gasped. "Happy birthday Link!" Zelda giggled.

The chosen thanked her, beaming. He began devouring the soup, Zelda doing the same. Pumpkin soup was his favourite. "Skyloft hasn't been the same without you." Zelda sighed happily.

"I missed you." Sky mumbled, remembering all the times he played or hummed the Ballad of the Goddess, feeling homesick.

"I missed you too."

#really short but ehh #later the chain all come and wish him a happy birthday #lu sky #lu sun #lu time #linked universe #linkeduniverse #a little bit of sky/sun

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tparker48 · 1 year

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(Upon request, here is an addition scenario for Hotel Transylvania. I hope you all enjoy^^)

It was in the middle of the night as your birthday began. You counted the seconds as you eyed the clock, looking to your feed as you refreshed the browser. Your friends and family were ones you were expecting, hearts and comments spreading across your notifications. But the ones you were waiting for the most, were from the monsters. They sent you a message saying to get ready for a surprise, but they refused to tell you what.

Strange, what could it be? A party perhaps? Or maybe a dinner? Whatever it was, it kept you awake as you stared at the ceiling fan, a poster of the monster's spinning from behind the blades. Your eyes started to get heavy, your room fading in and out before you finally released a yawn. But when you opened your eyes, a gargoyle stared back at you.

It spewed a smaug and surrounded you in a cloud of dust. It reeked of fish and cheese, but faded when a pulse rang through your body. A sudden tightness dragged you down, your pillow growing beneath you. You wobbled to tour fert to carch yourself, but looked up as the covers fell above. Casting over you like a net as it smothered you underneath the sheets. you wrestled to the loose opening, a pair of green fingers pinching at your sides, hoisting you into a bag as you tumbled bottom. Wings flapping filled the air, gravity pulling you down before you bounced in place. The gargoyle was flying somewhere. But to what you weren't sure.

The beast traveled for miles, your small body jostling around the bag as it flew through the air. But eventually, the gargoyle landed as you bounced to the corner of the bag. It soon widened as the ziplocks unlaced, a face peering its glowing eyes inside.

"Happy birthday!" Mummy said, his hand reaching inside as he placed you into his palm. "It's so good to see ya again."

Your heart skipped a beat as you hopped into his thumb, hugging it as far as your arms could go as they wrapped around the digit. It's been so long since the last time you met him, it was the perfect moment to catch up. It then dawned on you, if he was here, then Frank and the others may be here too. You scaled the room for any signs of the other monsters, but the space was too dim to see aside from the torches along the walls.

"Oh, looking for the others? They're waiting for ya to come in." Mummy snapped his fingers, the doors parting as dust trickled down to the ground. He placed you back onto the floor, allowing you to move forward as you entered inside. "I'd go myself, but these old ribbons may tie ya before you even start. But have fun!"

Lanterns lit across the way, forming a path as it ventured deeper into the hallways. You followed its path, making your way into a clearing where a regular door would be. You Looked around the room, trying to find a light as you patted the open air. But the floor suddenly sunk beneath your foot, torches lighting to the ceiling glowing eyes peered from behind a cloaked cape.

"Surprise!" Drac said, zooming through the air as he scooped you off your feet. "Look who's came to visit, and on your birthday!"

You laughed as you hugged Drac wisped you about the room, the vampire setting you down along the floor. "You've gotten smaller than the last time I saw you. Gargoyle spewed too much hmm? Eh, you never get good minions without a mess."

"X marks the spot!"

"Speaking of mess.." Dracula transformed and flew up into the air, rumbles lingering behind you as you looked to a ramp along the. A massive figure rolled off the edge, a stitched rear end hurtled you. You feet barely registered before the mass of ass flesh crashed into you, dragging to the floor as your legs wedged between the mounds. This ass, it could only be from one monster.

Tumbling lingered from the ramp, a torso rolling off it fell from the sky. As it crashed Musky flesh smothered against you, the large ass plonking as it skidded your body to your shoulders. "Happy birthday!" Frank's voice boomed into the air. You wiggled beneath his backside, managing to ease your head into between his legs as the soft tissue of his taint cushioned above. "Where is the little guy?" He asked, his weight shifting from one thigh to the other.

"Try looking down." Drac suggested.

The walls of flesh moved as one of the legs tilted to the side, the front opening as a flaccid cock slouched to the left of you. Your peeled off the gray taint, a head peeking from over the testicles as you and Frank's eyes locked. "There they is! Watcha doing there?"

"You know frank, when you like to do a cannon, you really cannonball" Wayne said.

"What can I say, when I think of this little guy, I can't help but crash in. And since its their birthday.." He plucled one of his tesricles into his hands, dragging it just enough to hover it over you as its slick surface glossed around you. "Birthday noogies!"

Skin soaked around you, scooping you between its folds as pubic hairs mixed with yours. You couldn't help but relish in the moment, adding your head in submissions as you coated yourself in the monster's sweat. before you know it, the sac plopped on your head, teabagging over you as the stitched fingers wedged between his cheeks.

"And as tradition, I shall be the first to give you a gift." He pressed a free finger at your forehead, easing your form between his ass as flesh squeaked around you. Your feet touched his puckered hole beneath as a rumble vibrated beneath you. the glutes squeezed with an immense strength, A fart fluttering out in a dark green smoke as it cast into the air. "You already have experience with my rear, so might as well give you the full thing."

He released another burst, the stench heat his ass like vent as its breath flowed into your nostrils, you coughed from the sudden filth, but welcomed it more than anything as wiggling around to return the favor, using your toes to wiggle in his ring as you inserted your toes between his hole. He giggled in repsonse to your movement, pushing you past the brink of your shoulder as his puckered donut gave you a full body kiss as it suckled aroumd you.

"Don't go hogging him to yourself, we've got our own presents too ya know" Drac said.

Frank ripped another as the cheeks fluttered once more. Easing a finger over you to secure the ring's hold as his ass clapped together. "Fine, Fine, I was out of juice anyways."

You watched as Frank's legs moved around you, the mounds of flesh jiggling with each step as the gang ventured further into the hallway. What other surprises were they talking about? You didn't know for sure, but it made your curiosity spark as they further. The lighting got brighter from the surface asscrack, a pair of fingers spreading them apart as Frank walked forward. Chairs filled the view from the border's of the glutes, a table forming below where a cake rested There, Frank fingered you out from his hole and lowered you along its surface, the others taking to their seats.

They undid their shoes, pairs of feet and paws lifting off the floor they hung from the edge of the benches. "Welcome to our message circle. A place where you get your aching feet cared for." Wayne said. "Or at least what I like to call, the foot circle."

"I still don't like that name." Drac groaned.

"Eh, it kinda has a good ring to it." Frank said.

"Of course you would think that. But no matter, the honors goes to our birthday pal." Drac replied.

Their feet swayed before they adjusted further, their ankles hopping onto the corner of the table as their toes splayed apart. Drac's were the first to approach, looming over you like a wall as his soles scrunched. "You can start with mine, I did plan this whole even after all" he winked.

You laughed at the statement, but you agreed that it was only fair that he got the first take. Taking to his feet, they leaned forward as they brushed into your palms. The pallet of his feet was softer than you expected, but they were rough as you came to the thicker muscle at the top of the foot. The toes popped above, arching lower as the middle tapped at your head. You soon felt another set of toes wrap at your waist, hoisting between the toe's crotches.

"Not bad, missed a few good bits, but not bad." Drac said. He fondled you with his soles, tenderly squeezing into your as the lint from his socks stuck to you. With one final squeeze, he loosened as you landed back on the table. His big toe patting your head head before they lifted.

That was a decent task, you wondered who would be next as you eyed Wayne and invisible man.

A thud boomed behind you. Blue, stitched feet landing from the corners of your eyes. Turning around, you looked to the meaty appendages as frank's derpy face gleamed at you from above.They rushed in the gap between them thinned, the muscles themselves jiggling to a halt as his toes curled at your back. And you thought his ass was meatier, how wrong you were.

"Can't forget about mine, little buddy" he said. The soles tenderized at your sides, compressing you carefully beneath the valley of his feet before they returned to their pillow-like physique.

He's seems eager this time, then you'd better not disappoint. You managed to squeeze your arm from out of the blue contraption, before rubbing along his pinky toe. Messaging over it like a knob handle as they curled at your shoulder. But before you could get, paws plunged in between the opening of Frank's feet, cushioning you into brown pads as they mixed with the stitched feet.

"Don't count me out of the fun" Wayne said.

"Me neither" Invisible man chimed in.

"Since when do you have feet"

"What, do you think on air?" he snarked.

The heat increased as the monsters rubbed their feet over you. Your body mixing between the concoction of feet as you twist and twirled around their toes. You were gonna be in for a long ride, but you Didn't mind, relaxing yourself as you became lost in their attention. Hours went by as they finally finished, your body peeling off of Frank's foot as the others retreated back to the chairs.

Your body began to glow, your size returning as you stood upon the table.

"Alright that should do for the birthday surprise, I can see the sun peeking from the gate." Drac said. "Let's get you home while I still got some night."

You nodded upon the suggestion, dusting yourself off as you raised a foot to the floor. But arms wrapped around you, Frank heaving you in close. "Aaa the day went so fast, It was to see ya again." He said. He shook you around a bit, before finally setting you on the floor. Wayne and Invisible nodding at you, in which you gave the same before Drac approached.

The gargoyle returned, casting its smaug once more as the two yo you took to the air. As it left, you looked back as the gang waved to you. It was the best birthday present you could ask for, you thought to yourself, spending time with your new friends as the creature flew into the night. You couldn't wait to get home to tell everyone about the experience

#shrink #musk #feet #gentle #pov

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v3nusxsky · 1 year

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Smut

Darling 18+

Crushing on Larissa Weems leads to her needing help to destress, your the only one she wants to use

My mistake 18+

You were her brat, and she’s always managed to tame you but what happens when you accidentally unlock a new kink

Be my good girl 18+

Larissa can’t resist her good girl especially in these outfits

Who says 18+

Date night with Larissa Weems

Mine 18+

Jealousy is a powerful force one that this time got what you desired

Those dresses 18+

Your baby gay crush on your boss leads to confusion and confessions

Experimenting 18+

Larissa knows just what to do to help you get your groove back

Your first 18+

Growing up you were ridiculed for waiting for the right person but now with her you are glad you did

Your rightful place 18+

Staff meetings lead to Larissa needing to put her girl in her place

Hidden meanings 18+

You are just full of surprises

The first heat with you 18+

A common thing for werwolves only leading to Larissa getting the time of her life

You’re not mad? 18+

Part two to the first heat with you

My brat 18+

When the plans backfired…

My minx 18+ / you little minx 18+ (part 2)

One thinks you knew was, being a brat = attention , and the part two for this fic

Innocent dove 18+

You’re so innocent, corruptible, Larissa can’t help herself, she has to have you

Happy to see you 18+

You can’t help the primal instinct to make her yours… can you?

Accidentally on purpose 18+

You really should learn to knock… well maybe next time you’ll remember Larissa may have company

Not so dirty secret 18+

Two shifters, some wine and the best night of your life

Not odd but unique 18+

You’ve always known you were different to the standard female but Larissa had never known why simply because it didn’t matter to her. You’re still stunning no matter what

Be my good doll 18+

Your bratty nature finally met it’s match when Larissa Weems became your Dominant

Play a game 18+

Drunk words are a sober woman’s thoughts which with the help of a little game creates magic

Precious doll 18+

A standard night in your life with daddy Larissa

Private party 18+

Diving into a new kink couldn’t have gone any better for you and your girlfriend

Let’s try something new 18+

Trying new things with your lover couldn’t be better

Private dancer 18+

Part two to rhythm is a dancer

A different kind of lesson 18+

Trying out a new class

Play thing 18+

Larissa has just the thing to cure your boredom

Try me 18+

Larissa adores when you try to test her patience yet you always seem to lose your nerve

Sleeping beauty 18+

One thing about Larissa is no matter what she’ll take care of you

Woodland walks 18+

Walking in the woods with a little spice

Tempers like a flame 18+

You always knew she was a tease

Need a hand? 18+

Poor baby needing you to get off

Talk dirty to me 18+

Dirty texts are the best type of foreplay, isn’t that right?

Green eyed monster 18+

Jealousy is a powerful thing

Say it again 18+

Playing around to find boundaries

Unexpectedly 18+

A gay girls dream of playing with milf

What’s foretold 18+

One awkward vision became the best night of your life

Birthdays are hard but so am I 18+

Larissa helps with your issues about your birthday

Massage 18+

The aftermath of a session

Gay bar 18+

A trip to the gay bar brought you her

My bloodsucker 18+

Finding and marking your mate in the most unusual circumstance

Time for us 18+

You can’t help but pull away as her interest in you fades… or has it?

Use me 18+

You’d be a horrible lover if you didn’t provide your girl with something you knew she needed and you could provide

Thin line 18+

A very thin line between love and hate. Never said it was straight

My hoodie 18+

New daily need, Larissa in your hoodie as you rail her senseless

Bump 18+

Carrying your own born child only sends Larissa’s jealousy and overprotective levels through the roof

Am I yours? 18+

After a night together she pushes you away. Are you here or not?

Smoke and mirrors 18+

Was it all just smoke and mirrors back then?

Surprise gift 18+

Honestly, you don’t know if you should thank your friend or strangle them after this incident

Needy omega 18+

You are never forgetful, but at least this once it may have all worked out in the end

Deja vu 18+

You swear you’ve been here before

Life with you 18+

Life events with Larissa Weems, from marriage to a baby how will things change

Strip for me 18+

You meet Larissa Weems at work, instantly she wants you and is determined to do anything she can to get you

Queen of the show 18+

What happens when Larissa asks to joining your stream after getting jealous of all the woman who want you. Will you show the world your love?

Unwrap me 18+

A gift and a hobby combined with the holiday season gives you the best present of all

Breed me mommy 18+

New kink unlocked for you as your mommy takes care of you in a way you didn’t know you needed until she offered

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queenmiarys · 1 year

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Please excuse any errors or mistakes and I want to say thank you to whom all reads. Happy Sunday everyone.

Through Hell and back

Trr none royal

Pairing: Olivia x Anton

Chapter summary: it's Juliana's birthday and Olivia cut loose and has some fun but confused about Anton's reaction after the party.

Warning: mentions of attempted rape, being tipsy and light profanity.

All characters belong to pixelberry I just borrowed them for my stories.

Word count 1,928

Song inspiration:

Part 2 Green eyed monster

It was Sunday afternoon. Olivia turned over and grabbed her phone, it was now 2pm. " Oh shit Liam."

She dialed his number."I'm so sorry but on the way?"

"Liv, we talked with Kiki earlier and she explained your date went over, so I understand I told her to let you sleep, besides you are coming to Juliana party tonight right?

"Sure I'll be there."

Are you bringing this new guy along?"

"I don't think so."

"Really you should invite him."

When Olivia arrived at the party, everyone was having a good time. "There you are, Max said, slurring his words." So we don't get to meet this new guy?" Kiki said that he was hot, but I bet not hotter than me." He laughed, I could already tell he was tipsy. .

"Babe, come with me so you can cool down some." A wicked grain from Juliana all it took and he followed her upstairs.

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Liam and Mia had walked over to Olivia.

"My love, would you mind if I spoke to Olivia for a moment?" Liam said to his girlfriend

"You know I don't mind, baby."

Once they made it outside." So you really like this guy Anton?"

"He's okay, but honestly I really don't know him well. We just went on one date."

"Have you talked with Drake at all?"

"No not at all, it's been over a year since we spoke."

"Here's the thing, remember Riley?"

"You mean his girlfriend??"

"Yeah her."

"Would you just get to the point already?"

"He asked her to marry him last week."

"Why would you be afraid to tell me this?"

"Well No one really knows how serious the two of you were, but I knew you both loved each other and despite him meeting this Riley girl you'll always be his first love and the same for you."

"Liam it doesn't mean anything." She couldn't stop the tears from falling.Liam just held her without saying a word for a few minutes.

"I'm here for you, we can talk about it if you want or not."

"Did you know he was my first?"

"I figured as much, you were so very young."

"Come on, you guys are only 2 years older than me."

"True, but you know how Drake is, you know he went against his own rules and took a chance with you only being 16, I remember right before you got together you two were always at each other's throats, I remember when he confused he had feelings for you and wanted to come forth, he thought you hated him, you know I encouraged him to just talk to you and treat you better."

" Thank you for that, um We should go back in before they come looking for us." She said to change the subject and to keep from reliving the past, besides he's engaged now.

"Yeah I suppose so, so when do I meet this Anton guy?" Oh look at that smile you really like him huh?"

"He seems alright."

They returned to the party. "Come on people let's dance the night away a very drunken Bertrand yelled out, Maxwell re entered the party with a change of clothes on, Bertrand and Maxwell broke into dancing to, it actually look like Max had taught his brother some moves, what was impressive was that Bertrand was so drunk he threw off his shirt, and throw it over his head to Penelope who caught it and was super excited, Bertrand winked at her, until he saw Savannah walk up behind her.

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Drake called Juliana on FaceTime. " Hi Drake oh hi you must be Riley?"

She smiled. "Yes, nice to meet you."

"Same here he's told me so much about you

"Excuse me, but I called to wish you Happy birthday kid, I really wish we could've been there."

"I totally understand." She said giggling. Some things never change. Drake will always be himself, she thought.

Olivia was walking past, Juliana was talking and she heard Drake voice but also another female, she peeped in to see a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, her heart sunk in her chest, it's been over a long time she thought who could blame him for moving on it had been 2 years she was brought from her thoughts when she heard Juliana speaking again

"Look guys, I hate to cut things short, but I need to get back to my party."

Okay Juliana talk later."

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"So that's Maxwell's wife?" She's beautiful."

"So are you, Brooks, and yes I was certainly surprised when Beaumont got married, he was pretty wild back in the day."

"I've only met Liam in person, and your sister, I would like to meet everyone else, and that video call doesn't count."

"One day you will, Liam has invited you to his wedding, you know I'm the best man so I would be going down early.

" Just how early?"

"I need to go a week in advance."

"I can't let them have you for a week." She teased pulling his 6"3 frame down to her 5"4 and kissed him."I love you Mr Walker."

"I love you too."

He couldn't help but to think of Olivia and the way she used to do the same, only Olivia stood 5" nothing. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Baby I need to take a walk, just to clear my head."

"Okay baby, don't be too late."

He walked to a nearby park.

" Liv, stop, why do you act like you hate me so much?"

"Drake please just go." " I didn't ask you to be my knight and shining armor."

"Look at me, did Jason, just try to hurt you?" She started to cry. That was all the confirmation he needed. "That son of a b**** , "Beaumont, can you sit with Liv till I return?"

"Go ahead, I won't leave her."

Once Drake made it inside Jason was standing surrounded by several females. "Just who I was looking for, I'll teach you to never touch a lady when she says no."

Drake punched him and he fell to the ground, Drake continued to punch him. Until Liam jumped in front of him, pleading with him to stop.

"Drake you're going to kill him, come on go with me and get some air."

They got outside." What the hell happened?"

"That sob tried to rape her, she's a mess, Liam you know how I feel about her."

Once he returned home Riley questioned him going home "Oh, so you want to go without me?"

"Brooks, it's my best friend's wedding. I can't miss that."

He pulled her over to him, and gently kissed her neck."

"Come on, let's go take a shower, we will meet up with your mom in a few hours.

"We can just get ready then."

Brooks, I love you, but you take forever to get ready for like 2 to 3 hours and on top of it all, you hate waking up it takes you 30 minutes to wake fully up."

"Let's pick something to wear, and take our shower together."

4 hours later.

"Brooks, get up it's been 30 minutes, it's 9:30 we are supposed to meet your vmom in an hour. "

"I'm up." Drake was just staring ." Don't worry it's going up in a messy bun, it's only mom."

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Olivia work up to her phone Vibrating, she and Juliana, joined by Kiara and Penelope all fell asleep while watching a movie, everyone was drunk except Mia

"Hello?" She answered. "Oh Anton, how are you?"

"I'm good, so did you have fun last night?"

"It was okay, wish you could've come, me and most of the girls ended up watching a movie falling asleep."

"So you are still there?" A hint of jealousy came into his voice. But he quickly changed his tone

"Yes I am,

"I have to go, talk later." He quickly hung up the phone in her face.

She stood there in shock for a moment. "Is everything okay?" Mia asked whom Olivia didn't know was in the room.

"Yes it's fine, I got to get to work."

"Me and Liam both too, it's a good thing I own my own business." Today I'll do 12 till 8.

"There you are my love." Liam gave her a kiss and handed her some money. Remember no ATM use, remember off limits."

She let out a sigh. "Okay I promise. "

"Gotta go." he gave her one more kiss

"What's this you not getting money from the atm?" You have new shoes and a new handbag? Olivia said, rolling her eyes.

"It's the reason Liam went all crazy on me, and he's been very strict on what I spend, I mean the man puts my bank account to shame. He's only 22, he gave me 20 bucks and said that should be enough for lunch."

"He's always saved up, but he's also indulged in his lavish gifts as well. "

"He's just showing me how to save and what I should invest in, well I must be going now."

Everyone rushed off to work.

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Two weeks later, Anton had come over for dinner. Olivia wasn't the greatest cook, but her mom taught her a few Pasta dishes and how to make the sauce to go with them. "It smells wonderful in here, I didn't know you could cook."

"Well not really, these few dishes I know were passed down from my mom, I used to help her a lot."

There was a knock on the door. "Ki did you forget your keys?" She said as he opened the door revealing her father and brother standing there. "Father, Joel

"We just came to see, would you like to go get a bite with us?".

"While father I have company, and I cooked

"You cooked as in food?"

"stop it, of course I cooked food silly .

"you must really like this new guy?" Can we meet him

"Sure brother, come in." She opened the door and they all went into the dining room and introduced them, her father knew who Anton was already

"Anton this is my father Lionel and my brother Joel

"Nice to meet you." They both said in union.

They sat and talked for a while, but it was just something that Joel didn't like about his sister new man.

"Sis I hate to run but I got some stuff to handle."her brother said as he stood up to leave.

She hugged her brother and walked him out.

"So what do you think brother?"

"I honestly don't know yet sis, I mean so far I don't like him, he just has a negative vibe and until then I can't say what it is but I don't like this guy sis."

"You don't like anyone I date so what else is new?" Are you dating anyone ?"

"I was just hooking up with this guy named Kevin."

"So no one special?"

Maybe when I'm old enough, 27 is still young and beside no one looking for me to marry or have a child, since I don't swing for the right team, as aunt Lucinda always tells me how it's a sin to date men and all."

"You can't listen to her, she is so wrapped up in us but doesn't see that Amber is Bi and Casey may be as well, it'll serve her right for looking down on people."

"Thanks you're the best little sister."

"I'm your only sister." She said with a big smile..

"Let me get back to Anton." She hugged him and went back inside.

Anton sat in the dining room talking to her father but watching the scene out the window.

"Dinner was delicious, but I must be going." He hid how angry he was that her dad and brother crashed their date.

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rosewind2007 · 1 year

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Happy birthday to my first Murderbot&Gurathin fic on AO3! Two years ago today (7th August 2021) I completed:

The green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on

Back then there were only 9 MB&G fics on AO3 (2.3% of the TMBD fics at that point in time), now there are 98 (5.2% of the TMBD fics to date, 7th August 2023)

To celebrate I made some graphs (I like graphs)

All errors (of which I expect there are many, but hopefully they’re kinda random so the overall picture is okay?) my own

So, again, happy 2nd birthday to my first ever completed fic tagged

Dr. Gurathin & Murderbot (Murderbot Diaries)

#murderbot #the murderbot diaries #murderbot diaries #gurathin #secunit #gurathin my beloved #murderathin #murderbot x gurathin #murderbot & gurathin #murderbot shipping #shipping positivity

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spacecadet-ticklesinspace · 2 years

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Prompt idea sticking with the Saint Patrick's Day theme...

Harry(raimi) walks into Peter 1, 2, and 3 having their Saint Patrick's Day tickle fight, they turn and simultaneously look at him like "you're not wearing green" and it becomes a huge tickle pile with Harry being the main lee! I love those 4 together❤ Hope you like this prompt!

I feel like they will all be the lees and the lers!

Luck of the Irish

Sumary: See prompt above :)

(Ahhh! I love this so much ❤️ they are all such great tickle monsters 😭 ❤️ thank you so much Anon! Enjoy :))

Harry perked up. He had heard what sounded like a squeal come from within Otto's apartment. He knew the three Peters were house sitting while the older man was out, but he hadn't heard anything from them in the last hour.

Harry shrugged when no other sound followed. "Must be hearing things."

Suddenly, another squeal, this time much louder, reached his ears.

"What's going on in there?" Harry muttered to himself as he stood.

He crossed the room to Otto's apartment door. When he opened it and peeked his head inside, he didn't see anyone at first.

"Coming through!"

Harry turned just in time to pull the door closer to him.

Peter 3 zoomed through the space a moment later. "Where are you!"

Once the way was clear again, Harry peeked around the door before stepping completely inside the apartment. He cautiously closed the door to the lab before stepping into the living room.

It was complete chaos.

The coffee table and extra chairs were pushed in front of the TV stand while the couch cushions were stacked to the side. Meanwhile, Peter 3 was moving the curtains around near the windows.

"What is going on in here?"

The tallest Spiderman whirled around. "Have you seen a short adorable blue-eyed man anywhere?"

"Not short you jerk!"

"You're a short king Two!" Peter 3 exclaimed as he ran off in the direction of the voice. "Now come here!"

Two sets of pounding footsteps took off down the hall.

Harry took a couple steps back to watch them both run off. "Sheesh! What's in them?"

"You're telling me."

Harry turned back to the living room to see a small head peeking out from behind the couch. "Don't worry Pete, thehey're gone."

The youngest's eyes widened.

"You okay?"

One shook his head as he pulled himself out. "I'm fine, just needed a breather."

"What is even going on?"

One sat on the top of the couch. "It's a celebration."

"A celebration?"

"Yeah!"

Harry sat down on the edge of the couch. "What are you celebrating?"

The youngest's brows furrowed together. "Do you not know what day it is today?"

Harry shrugged. "Friday."

One shook his head as he moved to sit on the couch. "Not what I meant."

"I don't keep up with birthdays that well."

"Harry, it's March."

"March the Fourth be with you?"

Peter 1 pressed a hand to his forehead. "That's in May."

"Then what is it?"

"It's March 17th."

Both whirled around to see Peter 2 and 3 standing in the living room.

"Oh, Happy Saint . . . Patrick's Day?"

As Harry gave his greeting, Peter 1 started backing toward the arm of the couch as nervous giggles streamed out of his mouth.

Harry shifted so he was in front of Peter 1. "What's so special about March 17th?"

Peter 2 moved to sit beside Harry. "Remember? St. Patty's Day is associated with a special color."

"And?"

A hand squeezed his shoulder. "Ihif yohou don't wear thehe color, yohou gehet tickled."

A memory tickled at the back of Harry's mind. He had heard the three others talk about these plans last week, but had forgotten about it.

Peter 3 stepped closer. "Ahand who wohould like to goho first?"

One squeaked again.

"You don't have to if you don't want to Pete," Harry reminded as he peeked over his shoulder.

One nodded. "Ihi knohow."

"Too much at once?" Peter 2 asked gently.

One shook his head as a wobbly grin overtook his face.

"You sure?" Harry double checked.

Peter 1 nodded again.

Peter 2 and 3 nodded back with matching smiles on their faces.

Meanwhile, Harry finally relaxed and moved back out of the way.

Peter 3 smirked. "For two people who claim to be so smart, you sure chose the wrong day to not wear green."

The light finally clicked on for Harry. He realized a moment to late what he had been roped into.

Peter 2 smirked at his friend. "Oho, thihis will be gohood."

Harry backed up a little. "Watch it itsy bitsy!"

Two scooted closer. "Whahat arhare you going to doho about ihit hm?"

Both sides stared each other down for a moment.

Then Two and Three pounced.

Peter 2 pined Harry while Three pinned Peter 1.

Harry stared at Two. "Peter!"

Peter Two giggled. "Ihit's thehe luck of thehe Irish."

Harry squawked as Peter 2 dug into his sides. "Peheter!"

"Gootchie goo!"

On Harry's left, a steam of loud cackles caught his attention. While Two had attacked Harry's side, Three had attacked One's ribs.

"Ahh gootchie gootchie goo baby brother!"

"NAAAH! THREHEE!"

Two's chuckle recaught Harry's attention.

The oldest Peter smiled. "You wahant what he's havihing?"

Harry growled. "Do ahand dihie itsyhy bitsyhy!"

Two wiggled his fingers. "I'll tahake my chancehes."

Harry bucked and squealed as Peter 2 dug into his ribs. "NAHA! YOHOU JEHERK!"

"Wohow! Yohour ribs are almost ahas bad as Uno's."

"Yohou're rihibs ahare bahad tohoo!" One exclaimed.

Two turned to the youngest. "Buhut not ahas bad as yoHOOOU!"

While Two was distracted, Harry managed to get his feet planted. He thrusted his hips forward and sent Peter 2 tumbling to the floor. The taller man then jumped on top of his smaller friend.

Peter 2's eyes widened. "Oh no!"

"Never should have told mehe you like tickles Peheter." Harry then dug into Peter 2's ribs. "You knehew I'd gehet you back!"

"AHHH! NOHOT THEHERE!"

"Aww what's wrong itsy bitsy? Got sensitive ribs?"

"YOU KNOW IHI DOOO!"

"Hmm, should I sing you your favorite song?" Harry placed both hands on Two's bottom most ribs.

"Noho! Wahait!"

Before Harry could start singing, he was tackled to the floor. One figure landed on his waist and another pinned his arms in a full nelson behind his head.

"Wow! What are you two doing!"

Peter 1 giggled at him. "Sohrryhy Harryhy, we wahant a tuhurn!"

Three readjusted his hold. "We don't gehet to hear yohour giggles very often!"

Peter 2 joined his brothers by pinning Harry's ankles in a headlock. "Hehe's gohot the best ohones."

Harry blushed. "Shuhut uhup!"

Peter 1 turned to Peter 2. "What sohong was hehe going toho sihing Twoho?"

"Itsy bitsy spider," the oldest muttered.

The youngest grinned. "Thank yohou!"

Harry watched One turn around and pull his suit jacket aside so he could easily access his ribs. He then rested his fingers on Harry's bottom most ribs.

"One! Ihi protectehed yohou!"

"Ihi knohow, and Ihi appreciate ihit. But I wanna hehear yohou lahaugh more!"

The youngest Peter began spidering his fingers up his older friend's ribs. "Thehe itsy bitsy spider climbed uhup thehe water spout."

"AHH! OHONE!"

Peter 1 jumped his hands down to Harry's hips. "Down came the rain and washed the spider out."

"Eep!"

Peter 2 reached forward to boop Harry's nose. "Out came the sun ahand dried up all the rahain."

"Wahatch it."

All three Peters sang together as they each tickled a different spot. "And the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again."

Harry was currently in stitches. Peter 1 was tickling his ribs, Peter 2 was rotating between his feet and knees, and Peter 3 was using one hand to attack his armpits.

Sure he had been tickled back by Peter 2 and occasionally roped into a tickle fight between Otto and Peter, but he hadn't had three people tickling him at once. While he was having a blast, he was tiring pretty quick.

Thankfully, his three ticklers quickly picked up on the cues and let him go.

Harry curled into a ball. "Whehehew."

"You good Harry?" Peter 2 asked.

"Yehes, juhust give me aha minute." Harry took a deep breath. "Ihi've nehever been tickled byhy three peheople before."

"Luck of the Irish strikes again."

Harry's arms shot up and grabbed the first Peter he could and pulled him on top of him. A moment later he was smirking at Peter 3 before he dug into his armpits.

"AHHH! HARRYHY!"

"Luhuck of thehe Irish strikes agahain!" The older man teased. "Get him boys!"

Both Peter 1 and 2 smirked. Three had gotten both of them too so it seemed only fair. They scrambled over to help Harry tickle the tallest Peter to bits.

After they were finished, Harry playfully ruffled Three's hair and then let him go. "Come ohon you three, lehet's get Otto's living rohoom back in order."

Each member of the group stood except for Peter 3.

Peter 2 poked his side. "You tohoo lazy bones."

"Okahay, okahay, I'm cohoming," Peter 3 replied as he stood to his feet.

By working together, the group of four had the living room together in a matter of minutes. Once they were done, they all collapsed back onto the floor to rest.

"Hahappy Saint Patrick's Day guhuys," Three exclaimed.

"Mhm."

"You too."

"Ditto."

The small agreement mutually confirmed it. This was a great Saint Patrick's Day.

#switch peter 1 #switch peter 2 #switch peter 3 #switch harry osborn #ticklefic

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theninjamouse · 2 years

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happy birthday!!!

30. "Here, let me carry you."

For Shorby of course! Or shoregrillster, OoF or Silks, whatever the bunny bites!

THANK YOU THAY 🥳 I was massively torn between doing OoF or Fell for this one but I wound up with the more fluffy OoF idea. The Fell one is quite a bit more on the hurt side, if anyone wants to request that one

"Here, let me carry you"

Grillby’s is usually busy. It’s a monster bar for cripes sake, of course people flock to it in massive numbers. Add that to the usual monsters who come for that feeling of home, Grillby rarely gets downtime. Even with that in mind, the last two weeks have been absolutely insane. Birthday parties for quite a number of monsters who gave him such teary-eyed pleas that he couldn’t say no, a surge of tourists who lied on the reservation and brought nearly triple the amount of people they said they were, as well as a cold front that drove in more people to his bar to seek the natural warmth his presence provides.

You haven’t seen him this tired in a while.

You’ve helped as much as you can, cleaning, waiting, even cooking at one point when he’d gone a frazzled green and on this night in particular you’d been the errand runner, grabbing supplies and such. You’d run to the nearest monster market so many times the last few hours alone they started having the things you needed all bagged up before you even got there.

It’s finally done, the bar closed for the night and most of the clean up is finished. You’d told Fuku and Skatie you’d finish up the mopping and sent them home. Poor gals both looked on the verge of collapse. When you emerge from the kitchen, mop in hand, you find Grillby with his head down on the table he’d been using to sort through tab receipts. A closer inspection reveals that he's actually fallen asleep. Geez, he must really be exhausted, poor guy.

As quietly as you can, you get to work, placing the chairs up on the tables and mopping the floor. It’s a mess tonight thanks to all the college kids that had decided to come by tonight, celebrating some sort of game win. Honestly, you’re not exactly sure what the sport had been; every time you asked, you’d get a ‘GO SEA DOGS!’ or other such crowing that prompted the crowd to hoot and holler so you quickly gave up.

It’s a true sign of how tired he is that Grillby doesn’t stir as you scurry about. You even hear him snoring once as you pass by, a strip of paper stuck to his face. He needs to shut the bar down for a few days, just to catch up on his sleep.

You stifle your own yawn as you finish up, tucking the mop and bucket back into their closet space and head back out to wake Grillby. He’s right where you left him, still out cold at the table. Gently, you reach out and touch his shoulder. “Hey hun? Grilllllby?”

He doesn’t move other than a very subtle annoyed flick of flame.

You pat him gently. “You can save those for tomorrow, let’s go up to bed.”

A low groan is your answer.

“Bed’s more comfy, I promise.”

He very slowly shifts his head, shoving his face into the pile of receipts. “Need to…finish,” he mumbles.

“They’re not going anywhere.” You tap out a pattern on his arm. “C’mon, you can’t even keep your eyes open.”

A plume of smoke rises from his head. He mutters something you can’t make out.

“My poor, overworked fire,” you simper, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Then, grinning, you shift your hands under his arms. “Here, let me carry you.”

He full on snorts at that. When you crane your head to indigently look at him, you see he’s finally got one eye opened to a thin slit. “You think you can manage that?”

“You think I can’t?” You hmph loudly. “Do you realize how strong one has to be to dance? To surf? Plus you’re like…seventy-five percent hot air. I could totally carry you.”

He simply makes a quiet, questioning hum at that, closing his eye.

Well that’s all the challenge you need. “Okay, sit up at least mister.”

He slowly, slowly does as you ask and you reach forward to peel an errant strip of paper off his face before you direct his arm around your neck and duck low enough to slip your own under his knees. You pause for a beat, two, shifting your feet just a smidge and lift and-

He’s not that heavy. He’s solid sure, but for a guy you’ve seen throw around massive sacks of flour like they’re absolutely nothing, he weighs closer to a scrawny teenager. You shift your grip and give him the widest, most pleased grin you’ve got. “There we go. Comfy?”

This seems to have finally woken him a bit, because his golden eyes are wide, blue curling over his face. “Q-quite,” he murmurs.

Satisfied, you turn and head towards the stairs, stepping around the tables. Ha! ‘Can you manage that’ please. Honestly the hardest part is just maneuvering with his size compared to yours. He’s got well over a foot on you so you have to be extra mindful of bumping into anything. Fortunately the stairs to second floor are quite wide, so all you have to focus on is each step.

Grillby stays quiet until you reach around a third of the way up. “You know, I think the last time I was carried to bed, I was a third this size,” he muses quietly.

“Is it as good as you remember?”

His colors swirl into a lovely peach and he leans his head to rest against the top of yours. “I could get used to it.”

“Y-yeah, any time you want.” Woof, okay now that you’re climbing the stairs, your arms are actually starting to feel his weight a little, which is only because of all the physical labor you've been doing the last few days. Totally. You huff a small breath.

You catch the faintest pop of snapping flame.

“Shut up!”

“I didn’t say anything,” he defends mildly.

Uh-huh. The surge of energy you get from that is enough to carry all the way up to the top of the stairs but you don't stop there. No, you go over to the bedroom, popping the door open with your hip and make it all the way to the bed before you set him down.

"There we go!" You preen proudly, straightening his bowtie. "Easy peasy."

His hands raise, tugging on your hips and pulling you in between his knees. "My strong, sturdy human," he murmurs in a deep, crackling voice that makes the most pleasant of shivers go up your spine. "I'm quite afraid that I'm quite wide awake now thanks to you. What should we do about that?"

After a moment of obvious humming, you tug on his bowtie. "Well…I suppose I'll just have to tire you out again, won't I?"

His answering grin and woosh of flame is clear enough agreement. You capture his mouth in a kiss and get to work.

#grillby/reader #grillby #undertale #shorby #some tooth rotting sugar for you this morning #OoF extras

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lilianlay · 2 years

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Tickletober day 20 - create a tickle monster

Satan x GN!MC

This drabble was inspired by Satan's birthday event^^

Happy birthday Satan!🎉🎉🎉

- Pfft adorable. - Satan tried to hold back the giggles as MC stood in front of him, who had now been terminated into a little pink and purple sheep that puffed out their cheeks.

- Don't make fun of me! - MC started waving their paws in the air.

- I'm sohorry, hehe. I can't help myself. You are too cute. - the blond covered his mouth with his hand.

- Cute?! - sheep looked at him very seriously.

- Yes, very cute. - the Avatar of Wrath giggled louder.

- We're trying to find a way to turn me back into a human, so stop laughing!

- I'm trying, really. - he couldn't take them seriously while they were such a cute creature.

- Satan! - but MC didn't get a response as the demon grabbed his stomach and continued to laugh.

The sheep pouted and walked closer to the green-eyed. They climbed onto his stomach.

- Okahay, okahahay, let's keep looking for a way to get you back.

- I think it can wait. - the human began to speak.

- Hm? What do you mean?

- You like to laugh. - they chuckled.

- Um, MC?

The sheep didn't say anything and just crawled under the Avtar of Wrath's clothes, which made him blush.

- What are you doi..? - Satan squeaked, from the gentle touch of soft wool to his stomach. - Oh nohohoho, plehease dohon't.

- You deserved it! - it's heard from under demon's clothes and a small lump began to move.

- Mhhhehehe ohohoho MC - the blond grabbed his head and started laughing. How can this little creature tickle so well?!

Only an evil giggle could be heard, and the tickling continued.

- MC! I beheheheheg yohohohohou dohohohon't, I reahahahahalized my fahahahult. - he started to turn his head side to side.

The sheep didn't listen to him and the small paws continued to tickle, driving Satan into hysterics, since he could not do anything so as not to harm MC.

- Fohohohorgive me, I wohohohon't lahahahaugh anymohohohore. - he wiggled his legs in the air.

- But you're laughing even now. I don-t trust you! - the sheep got to the ribs and armpits of the demon.

- NohoHOHOHO! Stohohohop, hahah I cahahAHAHAHAHAN'T - tears began to well up in his eyes.

- Hmm, so you'll stop laughing at me and we'll get back to business?"

- Yehehehehes, yehehehehehes, I prohohohomise, juhahast stohohohohop

MC stopped and their head popped out of the collar of the blonde's shirt.

- Hehe, you're cute. - they giggled. - And it's only your fault that you created a tickle monster~

- I understand this is revenge. I deserve it. - he blushed and stroked the sheep's head.

MC smiled and kissed Satan on the cheek and the green-eyed blushed even more.

- Let's find a way to return me to a human body, I don't want to be a sheep on your birthday.

The Avatar of Wrath smiled.

- Sure, let's do it!

~~~

Bonus:

Last year's sketch for Satan's birthday and 20 day tickletober, but the most important thing is Satan😺😺😺

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xprojectrpg · 5 days

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This Day in X-Project - September 16

Gabriel Cohuelo's birthday. 2015: Maya posts to her journal that adults suck and that she hates living at the mansion, before disappearing into the woods; Wade emails Marie-Ange for advice on dealing with Maya’s flounce; Clint emails Angel about Maya’s post and the weirdness of her stalking his email; Xavin asks for help in finding their roommate, and the Generation X kids organise a search party, which is stymied by Wade stepping in; Alison texts Xavin about Wade being a total buzzkill; Wade texts Logan about not laughing at him and needing beer; Maya posts, letting people know she’s back in her room and texts Bas asking if he’s mad at her. Gabriel asks Jean-Paul what he’s up to and they arrange a hookup. New grad student, Hank McCoy, introduces himself on the journals; Hank meets Miles and winds up becoming a tutor. Paradise Lost: Emma emails Doug, Julian and Adrienne with an update on what’s been discovered about the Black Rook’s death already and with further tasks for the morning; Emma, Julian, Doug and Adrienne meet with the Black Court and a new Hellfire Club structure is agreed on. Miles wishes Gabriel a happy birthday and brings him unwelcome news in the shape of a letter from Gabe’s sister about their sick grandmother. Megan and Clea talk after magic class and decide to help each other study. Quentin tracks down his former teacher (and lover) and when he reveals he’s a telepath, Tom reacts badly, accusing him of possibly influencing him psychically to have a sexual relationship; after the scene with Tom, Clint finds Quentin drinking away his sorrows and offers support and perspective.

2016: Gabriel announces the party is on and announces the S’moretini. Warren shows up to the party with a gift for Gabriel, who is left speechless though not necessarily in a good way; a drunk Quentin lets Maya know exactly what he thinks of her; Sharon F. talks to Xavin about taking a swim; Miles and Bobby sneak alcohol at Gabe's party and are caught by Angel. The Dulcet Sound of My Voice: Hope A. meets CJ and introduces her to Doug and Darcy.

2017: Green-Eyed Monster: Artie emails X-Force, attaching what info he’s recovered from his sources. Psi War: After the battle with the Shadow King using her body, Jean wakes up in a hospital bed, and Haller is there to greet her. Gabe texts Quentin asking when and where they’re meeting to celebrate birthdays. Marie hears the telling notes of Air Supply and goes to see what's wrong with Garrison and they talk about Adrienne. Kyle helps Laurie move out of the suite she shared with Doug, Wade and Marie-Ange.

2018: Clea makes a journal post inviting one and all to help celebrate her birthday. Alani makes an introductory post to her journal.

2019:

2020:

2021:

2022: Maya talks about watching GBBO and invites others along. Gabe texts Quentin about going out for drinks. Jean shares a patch she’ll stick on her med bag that says ‘Ouch Pouch’. Clint leaves a present outside Gabriel’s door. Amanda leaves two bottles of tequila on Gabriel’s desk with a Happy Birthday message. Gabe texts Clint a thank you and asks who told him about Gabe’s birthday. Maya wishes Gabe a happy birthday and tells him he’s not allowed to laugh at her bad Spanish accent.

2023: Alani announces a belated egg-themed celebration of Agatha Christie’s birthday, with her chicken namesake as Guest of Honour. Shatterstar and Match chat and then show off their powers to each other. Sharon S. encounters Arthur doing yoga and has questions.

#this day in xproject #xprpg #xproject #x-project #rp #rpg #plots #plot

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openingpandorasbox1 · 3 months

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AUTUMN PART 1 (4)

Autumn planned to go to the city for lunch and drinks and so I invited Sharon to come with us. Autumn wanted more people to turn up because she didn’t have any friends besides myself so she said that is why she invited Jack along. Jack told Autumn he couldn’t attend her birthday because he was going elsewhere and when Jack turned down her invitation; Autumn was pissed off about it and got online and started venting about him to Sharon and I. She told us that Jack could “go of his head” because he was on drugs and was a drunk. However the next day Autumn was in a changed mood and told us that Jack was attending with his brother. Autumn had only met Jack twice previously for a short duration of time (once at the football and once at the show). I was apprehensive about meeting him after everything Autumn told us about him.

When we got to the city, Sharon, Autumn and I headed to our favourite Italian restaurant where we would occasionally dine. We sat there waiting for Jack and his brother for some time and it got to the point where I started to think that they weren’t going to turn up. Autumn started to become more anxious the longer she had to wait and I had to try and calm her down. Jack and his brother eventually did turn up and at the time of greeting Jack seemed like a normal nice guy. When Jack turned up Autumn started to relax but seemed a bit uptight but I felt she was like that because she was nervous. She started behaving like a different person to how she usually is but I felt she was doing that because she wanted to impress him or wanted him to like her. After lunch we went to a few bars around circular quay and then we ended up at my favourite bar in the city which they all liked. Autumn had always been extremely anti-drinking and she always put me and other people down for drinking. Anybody who drank a glass of alcohol was a “drunk”. Autumn never drank alcohol in her life but because Jack was drinking alcohol she started drinking alcohol. Sharon and I were shocked and we said, “You’re drinking alcohol?” and she said in front of all of us, “I’ve always drank alcohol” (liar). We were all sitting around this smallish table (I think it was a barrel or something) and Sharon sat next to Jack and was talking to him a fair bit, Sharon talks a lot when she’s sober and when she drinks she talks even more. Jack got up with his brother to use the restroom and as soon as he was out of sight, Autumn’s smile turned into a frown and snapped at Sharon aggressively, “YOU KNOW WHAT SHARON YOU TALK TOO MUCH YOU KNOW THAT?” Autumn was upset with Sharon because Sharon was talking to Jack. I talk sometimes but I also like to listen to what other people have to say. Because I wasn’t doing all the talking, Autumn didn’t have an issue with me (well not that I knew of). When Jack returned to the table with his brother, Autumn started smiling again and was laughing and Sharon and I just looked at each other and we were both thinking, “WTF?”. One minute she was angry and then she was so happy. Autumn continued drinking the entire time and when Sharon and I went to the bathroom Sharon said to me, “The green eyed monster is here” and I said, “I can’t believe she snapped at you”. Autumn is also anti-smoking and hates anybody smoking near her. I don’t smoke but Sharon does. Jack started smoking and so did Sharon (we were sitting outside) and I was surprised that Autumn didn’t light up a cigarette and start smoking. Autumn would always complain about people smoking but because Jack was smoking she didn’t have a problem with it. I let Jack’s brother feel my bracelet because it was all different shapes (he can’t see) and he said he liked it. Autumn snapped at me and said, “I don’t like it, it’s ugly” – that was the only time that Autumn had a go at me that day. Later on that night we were in bathroom and doing our make up near the mirrors (that sort of thing that us girls do) and Autumn confessed to us that she liked Jack which we could’ve easily guessed.

Jack and his brother went home and we left to go home, on the way home Autumn told us that she believed Jack liked her in the romantic sense; it wasn’t something he said, she said it was because of his body language. She said he must like her romantically because he had turned up to her birthday. She also said that he had been giving her romantic signals all day. Autumn got off the train first and Sharon and I remained on the train to head to our station. Sharon asked me if I noticed Jack giving Autumn any romantic signals, I said, “Beats me, I didn’t notice anything”. It was nice that he attended her birthday gathering, however, I don’t know if it means a guy likes you if he attends your birthday. I’ve had plenty of birthdays and gatherings when my male friends have turned up and I never assumed they turned up because they were in love with me.

When I got home I logged online and Autumn was on Facebook and was telling me that she was talking to Jack online (on Skype or something like that) so I just did my own thing and logged off. Sharon later said to Autumn that she didn’t understand why Jack seemed so normal even though Autumn had described him so differently, Autumn said it was because “He only behaves nice like that when he is around his brother. He’s not usually like that”.

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finniestoncrane · 2 years

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happy almost birthday! can I request mutual pining with any of the riddlers you feel like writing for?

thank you!! and of course you can you sweet bb 💚 i've tried to keep this as sort of general!riddler as possible, but i was thinking about arkham eddie the whole time so that may have seeped in i'msorryi'm justverymuchinlovewithhim

Green-Eyed Monster, General!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 1116

request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi

minors DNI!! 🔞 relatively sfw but don't come near me anyway with your youth

“Ok, so what’s the end goal?”

“Uh…Batman in my clutches. I thought that was…obvious? Did you lie on your resume? You’re not as smart as you said you were.”

He was smiling at you playfully, more of a sneer. It killed you when he teased you, your whole body wanted to crumple into a ball on the floor. It always felt so flirtatious, so charged, like there was more behind it than you knew there really was.

“Yes, genius, capturing Batman. But what kind of capture are you after? I mean these notes might as well be three bullet points that say make trap, lure batman, live happily ever after. There’s not much…thought put into it.”

“If you must know, I’ve been distracted by other things lately.” He closed his mouth tight, quickly looking away. He obviously had given away a bit more than he had intended to.

“Oh my, Mr. Nigma. Something distract you? Is it a bigger, stupider, darker Knight?”

“No it’s not him, it’s someone else. Or not…it’s not-”

You forced a smile onto your face, desperate to at least engage in the playful banter that gave you enough serotonin to continue living in a world where you weren’t allowed to kiss him. But your heart was beating rapidly, and sinking further and further into the pit of your stomach as you realised there might actually be someone else on Ed’s mind. Trying to suppress the instantaneous jealous rage that was threatening to bubble over, you instead forced yourself to be supportive.

“Well, I’m sure whoever they are they’ll be very receptive to any of your advances, awkward as they might be.”

“Thank you, but I doubt they’re- Sorry…awkward?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Were you operating under the impression that you were some smooth talker?”

“Hey, I do ok for myself.”

“Uh-huh.” You smirked at him, and he returned it before turning his attentions back to the plans on the desk.

Your heart rate, elevated in definite fear of the prospect of Eddie with a crush on someone who wasn’t you, never settled. Several times you were worried you were going to pass out, bent over the table studying his previous notes and ideas. And you knew you were making it awkward, because the room had a thick atmosphere of uncomfortable smog. At one point, when your hands brushed reaching for the same notepad, Eddie had jumped back as though you had given him an electric shock. So you tried to focus hard on just doing your job. Not on your stupid crush on a man who was so out of your league in every way that he might have laughed in your face at the notion of you even daring to think of him as anything other than your boss.

“Oh! Hey, Eddie?”

“Hmm?” He didn’t look up from the diagram he was drawing, but you continued anyway, glad to not have his piercing green eyes staring into yours. That might have been the final straw for you today.

“I think, if you just rehash this plan that you actually never got a chance to use.”

“Thanks for the reminder.”

“Well, no one will know. And if we combine it with this then-”

He interrupted you, bouncing away from the desk and cheering, completely ecstatic and finishing your idea in his own mind to his satisfaction.

“You are the true genius!” It was rare for him to compliment you, and it took you back. “I could just kiss you! B-but I…I won’t!”

He fumbled with his glasses, readjusting them and then fiddling with the buttons on his short.

“Of course not, wouldn’t be much a crush on this mystery person if you were willing to kiss just about anyone.”

“Right!” He let out a breathy and faked laugh. “Well, I guess you’re free for the evening. You can escape now.”

You smiled at him, it quickly waning from your face as you turned away from him and gathered your things.

“Good night, Mr. Nigma.”

Once he was sure you were gone, he let out the whining, self-pitying moan that had been choking him all evening. He crossed his arms on the desk and thumped his head down onto them. Why was it so hard to be around you? It should be easy for him to focus on his work, but even when you weren’t around he found it impossible to think of anything but your face, the way you smelled, the way you giggled at his dumb jokes and riddles. Before revenge, before Batman, before his plans and work, the first thing he thought of when waking up was you. And it was driving him insane.

Because you were the first thing he had ever wanted that he had no idea how to get. Everything else was logic, there were set precedents, conventional methods and definitives that could lead him to the end goal. And even if sometimes he had to improvise it was fine, because he was smart enough to let his brain come up with speedy, off the cuff resolutions.

But all he did was stumble around awkwardly, souring the mood with his weird behaviour and falling into traps where he almost revealed his feelings for you.

“Sometimes I wonder if I’m as smart as I think I am.” He smacked at his cheeks, trying to bring himself back to the room, back to his work. But it was useless, all he could do was ruminate on how idiotic is was of him to mention that he’d been distracted, and then to…But was there a hint of jealousy in your voice? Something beyond casual intrigue in the questioning afterwards? No, absolutely not. That was just stupid. A notion as stupid as he was.

Maybe if he trapped you…

“Jesus, Ed!”

He knew he was into you, but even he was shocked at the thought of holding you captive until you learned to love him. But he did have you trapped, essentially, under an employment contract. And he still couldn’t find it in him to make a move. The pressure of holding up his self-image, the shaky confidence already threatening to topple over at a hint of pressure. It wouldn’t stand up to rejection, especially not from someone he wanted so badly.

No, he was smart enough to know that someone like you could never fall for him. That was the curse of his genius. He tidied up the documents from the table, setting aside the ones you had pointed out and smiling as his fingers drifted over them. For now, it was enough to know you were his colleague, or at most, his friend. He could live with that at least.

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