#i also added:

[chubbybunny25]

Crossing the Bridge

For @proscrix based on this ask.

This is a oneshot that got out of hand 😅It's been a while since I wrote Will's character. I'm not that good with dialogues and talks about healing and stuff, but I hope you'll enjoy reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

“Will…”

With heavy steps, Percy enters the medic’s office in the infirmary. Will’s back is turned towards the door. He seems to be fixing something in one of the drawers. The movements of his shoulders are barely noticeable, but as a son of Poseidon, Percy senses the silent flow of tears from the healer’s eyes.

The son of Apollo takes a deep breath, probably to steady himself, but he doesn’t turn around. “Sorry, d—do you need anything?” There’s a tinge of bitterness in his voice.

“About Micheal I—”

Will slowly turns around, almost trembling.

“Please stop right there, Percy,” he breathes quietly, his voice like a sharp knife cutting through the silence—a dangerous calm before the storm:

“You can apologize all you want, feel bad about it all your life, but it won’t bring him back. Nothing you do would bring him—them—back!” He fixes his gaze on Percy, those blue eyes that have always seemed to be filled with warmth and kindness, now steely and almost icy. “So you can save your apology for another day or another year—for all I care—but I can’t do this right now.” He takes a deep breath again, “Now, do you need anything?”

Percy wakes up.

That dream again.

That memory. Again.

“Is it me again?”

Percy turns to the other side of their large bed and hears the same voice from his dream albeit more gentle, more loving, more… real. He buries his face on the other man’s chest, his voice muffled when he asks, “How have you ever forgiven me?”

He feels his boyfriend’s arms wrap around him, as if protecting him from all the hurt, the guilt, the regret. Will Solace’s embrace has always felt like a safe home—warm and cozy, comforting and grounding. Percy has always agreed with Nico on how Will’s presence is like the rising of the sun in the morning (even if Nico isn’t really a morning person)—bright, promising, reassuring.

Which is just ironic because it’s enough to lull Percy back to sleep. And if his eyes aren’t too heavy, his mind isn’t too sleepy, he would have heard how Will responds:

“There was nothing to forgive, Perce.”

࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Will would never forgive himself if something ever happened to Percy. It isn’t like the son of Apollo to let his emotions get the better of him and lash out on someone—especially not on a very good friend like Percy. Not on the hero who led them to victory and saved them from a world-ending war.

But he supposes the old saying isn’t really that old: There’s a first time for everything.

The night after the war, he’d never felt filthier and more unworthy in his life, taking up the role of his deceased elder brother. Living had never felt more agonizing. Coming from someone who’d given up himself to save other people’s lives, that was saying something.

As if things weren’t terrible enough, Will would have to go and develop feelings for the one who’d failed to keep his brothers and sisters alive. He’s been great friends with Percy before the war. He’d teach the son of Poseidon some basic first aid, just in case Percy couldn’t find a nearby source of water right away when he’d get injured during his quests. Since Percy didn’t need a lot of time to heal, he’d become a constant help in the infirmary once he’d rested enough. 

Some nights, he’d wait for Will and they’d talk about many things, exchanging stories about Percy’s quests and daily camp activities that, according to Percy, he wished he could experience more often. They’d talk about their moms, how it must have been difficult for them to raise a demigod son and whenever they’d touch the subject of Percy’s first stepfather, Will would be there to lend the other demigod his ears and offer comfort.

It had been easy—too easy—for Will to just let himself… fall.                                             

After the Battle of Manhattan, despite its favorable outcome, everything had felt so wrong.

He wasn’t just angry at Percy. No, he was angry at himself. He felt like a traitorous spectator to the death of many of his siblings—of Michael Yew.

It felt so utterly wrong to want to be there and comfort the very same person who was  part of the reason why their former Head Counselor couldn’t make it.

Yet here he is, frantically pacing inside his office, extremely worrying for the missing son of Poseidon. He almost jumps out of his skin when someone knocks on the door.

“Will?” Kayla pokes her head in. “I think you’re needed here.”

His head clears immediately and he’s automatically on his doctor-mode, hurrying outside. “What’s the problem? Did they find Percy?” By the gods, if he’s in great danger—

“No, it’s Nico.”

࣪ ִֶָ☾.

“How do you do it?”

Nico stops stuffing his backpack with the supplies he’s got from the infirmary. He’s already wasted a day and a half, and he can’t wait to leave and start looking for the lost hero again.

However, during the time he’s stayed in the infirmary, he can’t shake the fact that Will has been meaning to ask the exact same question. Nico has been meaning to tell him:

“Is that really a question for me, Solace?” A pause. “Or a question you’ve been asking yourself?”

“I have no idea what you mean, Nico. I was just trying to—”

“—ask me how I still care about him when I’m supposed to hate him?” he supplied. “Why I keep looking for him, when I should blame him for losing the only family I had?” Nico ducks his head to hide the tears that might begin to fall anytime soon, and murmurs, “That’s because I don’t want to lose him, too.”

The son of Hades vaguely registers the other demigod hugging him. He lets him. Truth be told, Will, as strange as it is, might be the only person who can understand him fully right now. “I—I’m sorry, Nico. I didn’t mean to…”

“I know you’re confused, Will, and you’re deeply hurt. I know how it feels to be so lost and so angry, and I don’t really expect you to let it all go easily. But,” Nico pulls back from the hug and meets Will’s eyes, “I also know how it is to care for him and feel like betraying them—Bianca, your brother—it’s almost maddening. But the people who left us, they’ve left in peace, confident that somehow, their sacrifice would help create a better world. I think we at least owe them that—and if they’re here, they’d be proud to see us happy again.”

It’ll be a long while before they’ll see each other again—long enough for Will to think things through.

࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Death is a cruel reality.

More cruel still when you’re a demigod.

But what’s more cruel, Percy has often wondered, dying amidst a war, or living after one?

For Percy Jackson, celebrated hero and savior of Olympus, death would have been a less cruel option.

Sure, he’s been grateful he’s still alive. He’s been able to cherish the people he loves, has got to go past the age most demigods don’t make it to.

Yet intertwined with gratitude, with vitality, has been the depressing amount of guilt and shame, the unnerving feeling that he shouldn’t be here. 

For a very long time, he’s felt like this until—

A warm hand intertwines with his left hand. Another one—a cold one—takes the basket of flowers from his right in lieu of holding his hand. 

Every year on this day, he’s supposed to celebrate another year of his short demigod life. His mom would bake her traditional blue birthday cake and after a quick celebration at camp, he’d celebrate more peacefully, more quietly with the only person who’s ever understood what this day has truly meant for him since they’ve defeated Kronos.

In the past years, after blowing his cake, his mom would hand out what she had prepared beforehand—a basket of roses, lilies, forget-me-nots, hyacinths—and give him a tight hug. With her around, Percy would feel less pathetic and somehow stronger, braver. What he’d been doing every year would seem more like a heroic act, rather than a poor attempt to honor the people he had failed to save.

Now, he not only has his mom, but two of the most important people Percy’s had been allowed to have in his life. He reaches his destination with Will and Nico. The East River.

He feels Will give his hand a reassuring squeeze, before putting his arm around Percy’s waist. When he looks at Nico, the son of Hades has a soft look on his face, comforting, encouraging.

A few meters away, they spot the infamous bridge where several demigods had risked and lost their lives during the equally infamous battle with the Titan Lord of Time.

Though technically, the battleground had been the whole of Manhattan, Percy and his boyfriends feel it just right to pay their respects here. Water has always become a magnificent passageway for souls that traverse from the here and now to the afterlife.

As Percy lets the silent current of the river take their meager offering, he snaps his fingers. A few droplets of light rain pass by—which people may have found curious on a supposed warm summer day in the middle of August—and Percy lets his heart mourn. Truly, deeply mourn.

Will lets a sunbeam dance along the droplets of rain, while Nico offers a prayer to make sure their dead friends and comrades get their message.

As a band of colors begins to stretch across the clear sky, Percy remembers Nico telling him once that it serves as heaven’s promise to the pilgrims who valiantly walk this earth—who have lived lives worthy of eternal happiness.

For Percy, however, it serves as his own promise. His promise to those who have offered their lives, firmly believing in more days filled with joy and hope, with healing and love—his promise that he’ll always try to find happiness in the here and now. That he’ll never forget the past, but he’ll still move forward.

And when he and these two beautiful people he loves most get to go home to their apartment, quietly cuddling in their too large bed, it’ll not be so hard to believe that indeed, healing might take forever but—

Their happiness can start now.

[velvetcloak]

The Olympics but high fashion by Wisdom Kaye

[vasira96]

my snowflake opinion is that subtitles should always be on by default, and their incorporation should be considered an essential part of the design process tbh

[youthofpandas]

What’s up with how the dunmeshi fandom just lies about this kind of stuff all the time. It is easily confirmable information that it was a monthly series, something incredibly common in the industry.

A not weekly magazine schedule is literally common !! Especially in the seinen shoujo and josei demographics, sometimes monthly, sometimes biweekly, sometimes every two months, sometimes seasonal! Please stop lying about how Dunmeshi was some special unique creation that defies all standards of manga just to hype it up because it is so clear that every single one of these comparisons is centered around Weekly Shonen Jump (and understand that SJ has many magazines under its brand that are monthly or semimonthly). Not everything is WSJ and it needs to stop being the only point of reference in conversations like this 🤧

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[edwardbonnets]

how to ask the demon you've been smitten over for 6000 years to dance: an angel's guide

bonus:

[kianamaiart]

"Pretty Pretty Please I Don't Want to be a Magical Girl" Bios!

NAME: Aika (she/her) AGE: 15 Main Protagonist CV: Anairis Quiñones

BIO:

Aika is an easily excitable and energetic girl. She's generally optimistic and very friendly. She's always eager to try new things as long as it's not her fulltime job of being a magical girl.

As soon as her magical girl duties are brought into the picture, her demeanor changes. She checks out, and often looks for the quickest solution to solve the issue. No flashy transformations and special moves here. She's good with a metal baseball bat or a rocket launcher.

All Aika wants is to live a normal life, make friends and go to school. Unfortunately, like every main protagonist, trouble manages to follow her wherever she goes.

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NAME: Zira (she/they) AGE: 16 Love Interest Best Friend CV: Bennett Abara

BIO:

Zira is everything Aika wants to be. Painfully average, under the radar and a self proclaimed loser.

She's a smart girl but has a hard time applying herself. Instead of paying attention in school, and doing extracurriculars, Zira would much rather be reading her favorite magical girl manga "Moon Sailor".

After Aika forces her friendship upon them, Zira now has to tag along on all of Aika's escapades and experiences new things. Ew. However, they admire Aika deeply and admire her even more after Aika's magical secret comes to light.

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NAME: Hoshi (any/they/them) AGE: unknown Magical Sidekick CV: Christine Marie Cabanos

BIO:

Hoshi is a magical star being sent to Earth to find the chosen one. They made a great choice with Aika, as she's amazing at her job. The only issue is she hates it and is often trying to dodge responsibilities (and Hoshi).

When Aika first started, and still had her heart in it, Hoshi was definitely more neurotic and acted as your typical mentor/magical sidekick. But over time, they gave up on trying to tell Aika what to do and also became a little more apathetic. Aika was getting the job done at least, so what's the problem?

Hoshi still has to make sure Aika doesn't completely give up on being the Star Guardian: Guardian of the Stars, which Aika finds annoying.

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NAME: Eclipse (he/him) AGE: 15 Minor Antagonist CV: Aleks Le

BIO:Eclipse is a flamboyant and theatrical individual whose showmanship is out of this world. He refers to himself as

"Eclipse: Servant of Darkness".

He was a D-list antagonist that Aika and her team would fight on occasion. Mostly just saving citizens from him being a nuisance. Eclipse has deluded himself into thinking that he's Aika's rival, main antagonist and love interest. Their love is simply forbidden as he's chosen the path of darkness and her, the light.

After Aika ran away, he managed to find her again. However this time he actually has powers??? Where did those come from? It's as if he's made a deal with darkness itself.

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NAME: Lady DeVoid (she/her) AGE: Old Main Antagonist/Big Bad CV: Shara Kirby

BIO: Lady DeVoid is darkness itself. She's a mysterious being with an incomprehensible amount of power. Power that is currently weakened and that she actually has no idea how to use. She can't seem to remember for some reason...

All she knows is that a long time ago she was defeated and banished by a Star Guardian and that she now wants revenge. The only power she has at her disposal is creating particles of darkness that she can use to possess animate or inanimate objects to create monsters. She prefers others do her dirty work.

She enlists the help of Eclipse to spread these particles with the hopes that it'll eventually destroy the Star Guardian.

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NAME: Miss (she/her) AGE: 39 Side Character CV: Michele Knotz

BIO:

Miss is Aika and Zira's very tired teacher. Looking at her, you might assume she hates her job, but it's quite the opposite. She pours everything into her work and into her students, leaving very little time for her personal life.

She's recently started trying to get it together (after her ex-wife left her) but is still struggling to find that work-life balance.

Prior to Aika enrolling, Miss was Zira's only friend at school and, though she'd never admit it, Zira's probably the closest thing she has to a friend also (oof). She's subsequently become a secret Moon Sailor fan too.

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[monkesupreme]

ref

a satisfactory answer for Selina

[evgar]

having death on her knees... crazy stuff only agatha harkness could do

[muhomorovna]

I was practicing with clothes and got a little carried away~

Also a little contribution for the tailor!Astarion au, because my Tav is a bard with a noble background and usually has a need in fancy outfits.

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[joifee]

The newest gameshow!

trivia bot my beloved

[taimanzano]

Megatronus Prime, Prima Prime.

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(al final)

[isjasz]

do you remember

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)