#icee answers

[invadericee]

also I've never met a cabin 9 person and I love that you're the first one

Well, thank you!

Yep hephaestus kid

I am an artist and sculpture and my irl dad is a professor of electrical and computer engineering

Both things that have always interested me

I love making stuff lol

So yeah, cabin 9

[iceemoondemon]

UR ART IS SO COOL, PLEASE FEED ME MORE BUTTER ROLL CONTENT ONLY LIKE 5 OTHER PEOPLE ARE MAKING IT

Maybe i'll consider it, expect for some OC x Canon owo

[3leafstem]

Croutons.

Day Fifteen of 100 Days of Deathduo

[madaqueue]

kisses u, mwah!

KISSING YOU KISSING YOU KISSING YOU

[goryhorroor]

Do you get sweets for scary movies at the cinema?

tbh depends on how I’m feeling when i get to the cinema but my go to is those sour airhead bites, I’m actually obsessed with them

[vvhiskeyneat]

@kurjaks

I ACTUALLY FUCKIN SNORT-LAUGHED AT THIS OUT LOUD. MY LUNGS HURT. FUCK YOU ROACH

[frosteee-variation]

icees you

WOAH.... ICEE.........

it's freezing and very icee here but. mmm tasty

[undyinglantern]

logically I don’t even think I’m doing horribly (the guy training me told the manager I was doing “pretty well” about handling a “mini-rush”) but mentally my mind keeps telling me oh he’s just lying because we keep getting out breaks at the same time and since I’m practically tailing him of course he’s say that to be nice during the only opportunity to speak to the manager. Only since I’m around and can listen in is he saying something nice.

[singlethread]

Amelia what about slush boba drinks 👀

Wait are those a thing

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 29/10✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@xyuki-iris ha chiesto: I LOVE YOU'RE ART ALSO GOOD FOOD But I have a what if What if Redson found Mk having a panic attack over something serious about him being Trans.

Ouch poor baby Red Son would totally support MK and try to calm him down

@ashmeertheimp ha chiesto: First of all your story is glorious and congrats on getting lmk at the very top. Second does Mk want to work on his relationship with Nuwa. I think Nuwa did truly love Mk but she also loved everyone else on earth equally. Mk has forgiven Mac who actually made an effort to hurt Mk (past mistakes) while Nuwa was opposed but still didn't stop Mk from not fixing the pillar of heaven.

I always felt like after S5 his relationship with Nuwa is similar to the one Steven had with Rose after S5 of SU. So it's- complicated

@audioandart ha chiesto: mayhaps a silly question, but towards the very start of the mk shadow peach stuff when mk first shadows into the wall. He says "why is everything *more* flat". Is this implying he already sees the world as 2d the way we do or am I perhaps missing something? 😅 (I love your work! Have a good day 🫰)

ahah yeah I was!!

@fake-anjel ha chiesto: Your comic makes me stay awake at night thinking of the next cap, making theories and making imaginary scenarios and imaginary gacha reactions to them for some reason. I was wondering... If Wukong and Macaque have a child (hypothetically, and by the biological way) wich one would be the oven for the bun? You have a fan from Brazil<3

Well, I would say Wukong, but here comes the question: a Stone Monkey, born from a stone, would be able to reproduce themself? There are no other like the four celestial primates and MK, so I would assume that they weren't able to- reproduce normally. Also if they would does it mean the womb is a stone as well???

@sollythesalt ha chiesto: Just asking if Wukong is trans do his female organs also count as part of his un-glamored form or does he stay with his male ones when he drops his glamour? Also what does his glamour include in your au just out of curiosity?

No under the glamour and shapeshift he still has female organs

@dandy-doodles ha chiesto: I'm VICIOUSLY consuming your comic rn - It actually came across my feed from a reblog. Never watched the show before. Loved the comic so much I binged the entire series and now I'm sat with the task of reading JTTW. This hyperfixation is your fault I love you for it. @ivoronical ha chiesto: Hi! I don’t know how tumblrs asks work because I’ve never used them before, but just wanted to say that your art is ✨fabulous✨ and you’re shadowpeach bio parents au has convinced me to rewatch the show entirely. It’s also made Macaque one of my favorite characters and because of that I am halfway through making a cosplay of him completely from scratch and I’m very excited to finish it:) Anyways I’ve rambled enough. Have a nice day!!! @starzz-twi ha chiesto: Can I just say how much I adore your art! It inspires so much that I might try drawing lmk again 🫶🫶🫶🫶 @artemismoorea03 ha chiesto: I hope you know that your Bio Parents AU fills every waking moment. I swear I only get on Tumblr anymore to see if you've posted something. I eat up any art you post regardless of what fandom it is and I just have to tell you that your art tastes like a blue raspberry icee (the best kind). I hope you're having a fantastic day ♡

AWWW TYSM TO ALL OF YOU!!!!

@sakuralotus03 ha chiesto: What will family gatherings be like now that MK has 4 parents? Like his birthday or end-of-year celebrations. I want to see more of the dynamics of the 4 parents interacting and talking about their one and only child.🐷🤓☀️🌙

oH CHAOTIC INDEED

Anonimo ha chiesto: How does it feel to be one of those artists that like 70% of the fandom knows about

wait is that a random number or???

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will we maybe see Macaque interact with Bai He or Mei?? (I'm starved of DarkHorse/EnderDragon/NightFlare Duo and Raspberry/Black Cat Duo) But I am interested if you might make them interact! :D Anyways, I love how your art got better by each comic, you can see the improvement from the slight sharpness of the shapes in the first comics and the now softer lines.

mmmmm I will maybe I'll do some small scenes

Anonimo ha chiesto: Past Wukong working out: I'ma get so strong. Ain't no one beating me Present Wukong working out: I'ma be so good at hugging my son and husband.

AWWWWWW WHAT A GOOD BABA!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hello! I wanted to ask if we'll see just how sensitive Macaque's hearing is in your Au in a future comic maybe? Like... a thunderstorm happens or something when he's around FFM watching Mk and Wukong train or something that affects his hearing badly? But either way, love your art and style! :)

mmmm don't know if I have a scene planned for that...

Anonimo ha chiesto: Does Wukong and Macaque know about the other 2 Celstial Primates, Red-Hoarse Baboon and Lomg-Armed Gibbon, in your Bio Shadowpeach parents au?

I think so? In JTTW he knew so I would assume the same?

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will Macaque use his future vision at any time again in this comic? We now know in this Au he hasn't used it in years. But maybe will he use it again soon? I bet he won't but I still wanted to ask :)

not unless he is forced to

Anonimo ha chiesto: I’ve been listening to a song from a Pokémon movie: Always Safe by Cynthia, and I think of the Shadowpeach bioparents Au everytime

AWW that's beautiful the lyrics omg!!!

@notjustonefandom1 ha chiesto: So, I've been thinking about MK's staff. After he got it do you think he develops a habit of clasping his hands together, especiallywhen stressed or threatened? With the fluidity and energy he moves with, I think it would take a while for him yo find a chance to Summon the staff, especially if he isn't fast at it yet, so he just starts keeping his hands pressed together in preparation.

ooooohhh that's a cool idea!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Where does the Macaque has white fur head canon come from? I'm new to this fandom and I'm still learning things and I see it everywhere

I honestly have no idea but I guess either because Japanese Macaque are white furred or bc he died.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Ok so this may be a sensitive topic and definitely doesn't need to be answered so TW Did mk ever go through a depression thing after trying to die to save the universe in the last season in your au? A in like what if Wukong and Mac find out he used to SH?

hish. I'm not probably the right person to answer this. Probably he did had depression tendencies but didn't recognize them until someone pointed them out.

Anonimo ha chiesto: This ask os Going to be a little weird But Can I See Macaque Pining Wukong on the wall?In a Flirty way?(pretty Please?) I love Your Art so much!👑❤️‍🔥💎

Ouh.. *cleans forehead from sweat* is getting hot in here... maybe?

@autism-autobot ha chiesto: Wukong: OH BUDDHA, HE CALLED ME BABA!!!!! (SCREAMS WITH JOY) What DBK heard over the phone with his brother: OH andhdbrjjsm (feral monkey screeching)

Poor DBK gotta deal with the gossip now

@alastair-1205 ha chiesto: OMG THE MOST RECENT PART IM CRYING But I also love how Mac's first instinct is just grabbing Wukong and being like: "get out of hearing range before we freak out, get out of hearing range before we freak out, get out of-" you know? It's very funny but also builds on past comics since they woke MK up last time smth like this happened and I'm just !!!!!

GOTTA MAKE THE BABY SLEEP

@eerieqloss ha chiesto: OSISJJWJSJSJWWN OKAY WAIT SO IS MK GONNA START CALLING THEM MAMA AND BABA INSTEAD OF THEIR NAMES CONTINUALLY OR WAS IT JUST THAT ONE TIME

It wont be a one time!

Anonimo ha chiesto: I hope you are resting as you should Always remember to take your time, rest first, then work, ofc as far as possible 😅. I have a fun question (if you have the time ofc 👉🏻👈🏻): will we see Feral MK again? But you know, like another kind of "demonic learning" that maybe wukong or Mac will teach him to control or see that it's not bad as it looks

For now i want my baby to either be happy or traumatized not angry.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I feel like i remember you asking about happier shadowpeach songs for your playlist, but I can't find the post anymore. But if you're still looking, Livingston's new song Glow reminds me of them and also made me think about the eclipse scenes in the comic.

Several of Livingston's other songs also give me shadowpeach vibes, but I think about them so much that I might just be seeing them everywhere at this point.

Oooh true a lot of his song fits really well!!

Anonimo ha chiesto: This is the only instance where having a kid really did bring a couple together.

TRUE LMAO

Anonimo ha chiesto: Soo...Wukong and Mac in the DBK Palace I have a question in my mind!!!! Actually I hope you to see it and draw it.. if you don't wanna it's okay! What if DBK & PIF flirt with each other or smt like this u know in front of shadowpeach?! They will probably look to each other and then blushing hard

HAHAHHA poor souls they would totally think of wanting to kiss each other but can't because they are emotionally constipated.

[sapphicstevents]

2024 Master List

Bambi (One Really Great Summer)

Chrissy Cunningham x Carol Perkins 5k words Written by @azrielgreen Art by @hawkinsleather (twitter)

Mary Jane's Last Dance

Eden Bingham x Chrissy Cunningham 12k words Written by Dee Podfic by @deepestbluesky

Out of Place; In a World I Don't Belong

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 16k words Written by ainsalaco Art by @donttellunclesam (twitter)

The Universe Must Have Divined This

Chrissy Cunningham x Carol Perkins 15k words Written by Jordan Art by @i-watch-the-beees (twitter)

but at least I got you in my head

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler 9k words Written by Rachel Art by @maggierosestudio (twitter)

Trigger Happy

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler 5k words Written by @karadanverss Art by @femmeetart

Because the night belongs to...

Robin Buckley x Carol Perkins 30k words Written by @biffbang Art By @raven-cl (twitter) & @itcanbepalped (twitter)

Set your heart free

Chrissy Cunningham x Heather Holloway 15k words Written by @medusapelagia (twitter) Art by @silliestguys (twitter)

Answers on the Back of a Postcard

Robin Buckley x Barbara Holland 5k words Written by @kaizenkhaos Art by @itcanbepalped

i want an icee and a nice girl to date

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler 5k words Written by @roomwithanopenfire Art by @ddoonnccnn

Wonderful You Came By

Robin Buckley x Heather Holloway 13k words Written by @itcanbepalped Art by @arimakes (twitter)

You Crawled Inside My Head and Lit a Fire There, Instead

Chrissy Cunningham x Nancy Wheeler 8k words Written by @pterawaters Art by @williamprattz

Take me Down to the River

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 8k words Written by @emchant3d Art by @inflomora-art (twitter) & @silliestguys

letters that i can never send

Chrissy Cunningham x Tina 25k words Written by @thatgirlwithasquid Podfic by @hullomoon

Give Me Your Hand

Barbara Holland x Nancy Wheeler 38k words Written by @yourfellowuselessgay (twitter) Art by @karadanverss

first to fall

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 23k words Written by @super-cosmic-library Art by @slime-hoe

Falling in Love in an Unlikely Place

Chrissy Cunningham x Heather Holloway 14k words Written by @kallisto-k Art by @alicetallula

You're the Best of Things

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 14k words Written by Maria Art by Jen

Making Out While the World Collapses

Robin Buckley x Vickie 17k words Written by @salamandergoo Art by @faithfulcat111

like a lamb to the

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 7k words Written by Cyd Art by @danadaria (Twitter)

before the world ends

Robin Buckley x Vickie 11k words Written by @stregoniconiconii Art by @deepestbluesky

kintsugi

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 8k words Written by @lingeringmirth Art by @grimweathers

scraped up off the pavement

Robin Buckley x Carol Perkins 8k words Written by @mirandaranda (Twitter) Art by @becomingfoxes (Twitter)

Plastic Flowers

Chrissy Cunningham x Carol Perkins 7k words Written by Bird Art by @glitterghast (Twitter)

Knot in Her Stomach

Chrissy Cunningham x Carol Perkins 7k words Written by @lemonhoarddragoness Art by @hawkinsleather

like flour and blue skies

Robin Buckley x Chrissy Cunningham 14k words Written by @veronica-soy Art by @femmetart

the entire history of human desire

Robin Buckley x Carol Perkins 11k words Written by @ruthofrhythm Art by @danadaria

Cool for the Summer

Robin Buckley x Heather Holloway 6k words Written by @beni-o2 Art by @raven-cl

Just Look At Me The Same

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler 8k words Written by Bellandora Art by Cas

Thank you so much to all of our talented writers and artists for a fantastic event! You've given us so much sapphic fiction to enjoy, and we hope everyone else will too. See you next year! 💖

[invadericee]

then I apologize for interacting, as I am a hazbin fan (I only enjoy the show, the fandom kinda sucks), would you prefer me to stop?

Honestly, I don't really care. It's mainly targeted towards accounts that are completely dedicated to that

I also have it because I'm a cosplayer and it seems that this fandom has dominated the cosplay community as of late.

[iceemoondemon]

fyi naomiglowy and fibrosispatient are scams! please do background checks when you get random asks about fundraisers so you know if they're legit or if they're scamming

I knew it

[ripdragonbeans]

Not Him, I Swear // Modern!Aegon II x Reader // Pt. 4

Summary: You meet with Aegon after your date. Feelings and truths are revealed.

CW: afab reader, profanity, eventual smut, oh Aegon has feelings??????

Dreams of Shrek and Aegon danced in your head that night. Donkey frolicked through flowers and Puss in Boots was on his back. You held Aegon’s hand as you followed Donkey, wanting to see what kind of mischief he was going to get into. The dream was sweet and fun until it morphed into something else.

Aegon was laughing at you. He tugged you close to him and he tilted your face up by your chin. “I can't believe you fell for it. You think I'd actually like you?”

You shook your head. “What?”

“It's a game. Always has been. I'd never actually go out with you. You're a joke.” He laughed maniacally as he pushed you away.

The force of the push was enough to land you on your butt. You wrapped your arms around yourself and looked up at the one you thought cared for you.

“Why?” You needed an answer.

“Because it's fun.” Aegon turned around and disappeared into a mist.

Donkey and Puss in Boots had left while Aegon was laughing at you. It was just you in the field. You were alone.

Gasping for breath you sat up straight and held your chest. It wasn't real. There was no field, no Donkey and Puss in Boots, and it wasn't a game. You know it isn't. In your heart you know what you have with Aegon isn't fake but your brain seems to say otherwise.

“I don't know if I can keep this up, man,” Aegon said to Cregan.

The two guys were lounging in the living room of the frat house. There was a party the night before so trash was strewn everywhere and the stink of weed and alcohol still wafted through the air. 

“Don't tell me you actually feel bad for the chick,” Cregan said as he punched on his breakfast. “She's just another girl, nothing new. This isn't like you.”

“Maybe I am actually starting to fall for her.”

“If you wanna give up, fine. That means I win the bet.”

Aegon cursed under his breath. On one hand, he wanted to give up the bet, to truly try to be with you. But on the other hand, his pride wouldn't let him throw away the bet.

A smirk appeared on Cregan’s face. “You’re not gonna give up on the bet, are you?”

“No,” Aegon said through clenched teeth.

“Good luck. You have three days left.”

“It was weird, Hel.” You were telling Helaena all about your dream. “It was fun at first but then it got dark real quick.”

“I mean…” Helaena trailed off. “I'm sorry but I wouldn't be surprised if your brain is correct and Aegon is just playing you.”

Your mouth dropped. “How could you say that?!”

“I don't mean to be rude, I'm just being honest, sweetie.”

“She's right,” came Jace’s voice from the hallway.

After you woke up from your strange dream turned nightmare, you made your way to the kitchen to find Helaena fixing up breakfast. It was a comfort in contrast to what your mind had just decided to make up. 

You smiled. “Hey, Jace.”

“How’d the date go?” He asked you.

A flush appeared on your cheeks. “It was the best! Shrek 2 is always fun and,” you paused for dramatic effect. “I got high!”

Jace’s brows furrowed. “And that's a good thing?”

“I tried something I've never done before! I took a leap and enjoyed it a lot.”

“Do you remember anything about the date?” Questioned Helaena.

“I remember having fun. Nothing happened except seeing the movie and getting high. Oh, the popcorn was to die for. It was so good! I wanted an Icee but Aegon said no. He took care of me last night.”

Helaena nodded her head but looked suspicious. “I just find it weird that my brother is acting like this.”

“Hel, why can't you just be happy for me?”

“Because, sweetie, I don't want you to get hurt. I've seen what Aegon can do to girls and I don't want that to happen to you. Not after what you've been through.”

Pouting, you thought about your past and Jason. You were so quick to give everything to him and yet he turned around and tossed you away as though you were nothing. The mere thought of it happening again terrified you. “I told you I'm not going to rush into this relationship and I mean it.”

Jace sighed. “Hey, remember what I said? I heard there might be a bet going on. I'd just be really cautious.”

Your heart hopped into your throat. “I refuse to believe that,” you croaked out. “I'm not some play toy.” You got up and left the kitchen to go to the guest room, sure to close the door a little louder than usual.

“Your sister and Jace are being downers so I figured I'd hit you up,” You texted Aegon.

“Sucks that they're acting like that. We're the best looking couple,” He replied.

You smiled at the text. With his history you've always wondered if you two would actually make a good looking couple. It was an insecurity of yours. Thankfully, Aegon put that to rest. Your phone buzzed.

“Wanna meet up? We can walk downtown or something.”

“Sure :)”

You put your phone down and went back into the kitchen only to find Jace and Helaena speaking in hushed voices. You stopped behind a corner to listen to them.

“I think this bet that's going on is real,” Jace said. “I overheard Cregan talking to someone else about it. Apparently they think they're gonna win.”

“Do you know what the bet is about?” Helena sounded worried.

“From what I've heard, it's that Aegon can get her in his bed by the end of two weeks.”

“Jace! That's only a few days from now! We have to stop this.”

You couldn't bear to hear the rest so you stepped out from behind the corner. “Stop what?” You feigned innocence.

Helena came up to you with sadness in her eyes. Her arms were outstretched to gather your hands in hers. “I think you need to let Aegon go, sweetie.”

You shook your head violently. “No. I'm not letting him go. This is the best I've felt since before Jason!” 

“I don't trust him. Never have. You need to protect yourself and leave him,” Jace said.

“I'm not gonna hear it.” A tear rolled down your face. “I'm actually going to meet him right now. I'll even ask him if that makes you feel better.”

“If you ask him, he's gonna lie! Please, leave him. If not for yourself then for us. Helaena and I only want what's best for you.”

You looked at both of them, conflicted between wanting to believe them or your heart. Aegon made everything better. Just being with him lifted your spirits. So, instead of saying anything, you have them one last nod for a goodbye and headed out the door.

It was slightly chilly when you stepped outside but you welcomed it all the same. Holding out your arms, you let the wind blow your troubles away. 

“Am I meeting you somewhere or are you picking me up? I kinda already left the apartment bc they were making me upset.” You sent the text.

“Oh fuck I'll pick you up! Hold on Im omw!” he replied.

Smiling to yourself, you stepped away from the front door and made your way to the nearby park. You sat on the bench and thought about all that was said. It played in a constant circulation in your head. Your heart wants one thing but your head says another. It was tiring.

Soon enough, Aegon pulled up in his car. He got out and went to sit next to you on the bench.

“How'd you find me here?” You asked him.

“When you said my sister and Jace were bothering you I figured you'd want to get away from them. Also I saw you,” he said.

You sighed. “It's just exhausting. They both say that you're playing me. Hell, even my dreams are saying that!” 

He paled a little. “And what makes them say that?” 

“Helena and Jace bring up your history a lot. That you've never treated anyone like you treat me.”

“And your head?”

“I think I'm just scared. After Jason…” you trailed off.

Aegon scooter closer to you. “Do you remember what you told me when you were high?”

You shook your head and laughed. “There's only a bit that I remember if I'm being honest.”

He took your hands in his. He didn't look up at you. “You said you loved me.”

“What?” 

“I said that I loved the date and then you said you loved me. I tried to correct you but you said no, you loved me.”

You pulled your hands away from Aegon and stood up from the bench. “Oh, my gods, I'm so sorry, Aegon!”

He stood up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “It's okay,” he whispered. “Because I love you, too.”

Turning around in his arms, you have him a hard look. “Don't play with me, Aegon.”

“I'm not, I promise.”

You took a deep breath. “As long as you're not playing with me, then I'm not playing with you. I love you, Aegon.”

Your heart fluttered at his words. He loved you. Aegon Targaryen loved you.

You stood on your tip toes and placed a gently kiss on his lips. Hesitantly, Aegon kissed you back. It was complete bliss. Your hands went to cup his face while his hands unwound themselves to hold your waist. You wanted his hands to go lower. Shaking your ass a bit, you smiled into the kiss as encouragement. Instead of going lower, Aegon brought his hands up to ghost over the side of your breasts. As you moaned into the kiss, Aegon took that opportunity to slide his tongue in. It was decadent. The feel of him inside you was enough to make you grind on him a bit. You wanted more. You needed more. Breaking apart from the kiss, you lead him to his car and pressed your back against it so you were caged between Aegon and the car.

You pulled him close enough so you would whisper in his ear, “Let's take this to your place.”

This was it. The chance to win the bet. Aegon could take this moment and see it through or he could throw it away to protect you.

Aegon’s grip on your waist tightened as he took a deep breath. “Remember what we both said? That I love you and you love me? ”

“Yeah,” you said breathlessly.

“Please, don’t forget it.” He paused. “I'm telling you this because you deserve it. You deserve better than me.” 

You shook your head and gave him a joking smile. “What do you mean? You’re who I want.”

He took his hands off of you and stepped back. “No, you don’t.” He took a deep breath. “There was a bet,”

Your face fell. “No. No, no, no,” you began to say.

“Cregan bet that I couldn't get you to sleep with me in two weeks. And like the idiot I am, I took it. I just didn't expect…”

You laughed mirthlessly and took more steps away from him. You wrapped your arms around yourself and tried to control your breathing. Tears burned in the corners of your eyes. “Expect what? To catch feelings? To care? To fall in love?”

Aegon looked at you with genuine care in his eyes. “Yes. I fell in love with you hard and fast and I'm so sorry, kitten.” He reached out to you.

With tears rolling down your face, you recoiled as quickly as you could away from his touch. “Don't call me kitten. I never was, never will be.”

“Please, I'm so sorry.” Aegon looked like he was about to cry but you tossed that observation from your mind.

“And to think I actually trusted you. That I actually thought you would be better than Jason.” You looked him up and down and looked him hard in the eye. “Well, thank the gods I didn't actually fuck you then.”

Aegon flinched at your words. “Listen, I -”

You stopped him. “There is no ‘listen’. Just go back to your frat house and find someone else to fuck.” Turning on your heels, you left him.

Deep in your heart you wanted Aegon to follow you, to beg for your forgiveness even more. But he didn't. You glanced behind yourself only to find him staring at you. In one last ditch effort to make him feel like shit, you held your middle finger up in the air before walking out of his view.

After you walked the length of the park a few times, never running into Aegon, you went back to Helaena's place. Unlocking the door, warmth flooded you as soon as you stepped through the threshold; as did the tears. You couldn't stop the sobs from coming out.

Helaena came out, hearing your crying. “Sweetie, what's happened?”

“You were right,” you sniffled. “You and Jace were both right and I'm just a fucking idiot!”

Helaena engulfed you in a hug then brought you to the couch in the living area. “Let me get Jace and then we'll talk about what happened, okay?”

You gave your friend a snotty nod.

“Good.” Off she went to find Jace.

Bringing your legs up to fetal position, you let yourself fall to the side on the pillows. Slowly, as though your body couldn't handle much, you reached for a blanket to cover up.

“She's here,” you heard Helaena say to Jace. 

As their footsteps came closer, you braced yourself for the difficult discussion up ahead.

When Helaena and Jace sat themselves in front of you on the other couch you didn't say anything. Neither of them tried to speak, either. It was just silent except for your occasional sniffles. Eventually, you were able to talk.

“You were right,” you said between hiccups. Once your sobs slowed down, hiccups took their place.

Helaena and Jace simply looked at each other, waiting for you to continue.

“It was a lie. It was all a lie. The bet that you heard about, Jace? It was true.”

Jace swore. “Fucking hell.”

“Tell me what to do to him and I'll do it, I swear,” Helaena said.

“No!” You sat up straight. “I don't want either of you to do anything.”

“Give your heart a break and think with your head right now. He can't just get away with this!” Jace yelled.

You flinched. “Please don’t yell. And he’s not. He's hurting as much as I am.”

“How can you be so sure, sweetie?” Helaena reached to hold your hand but you shuffled away.

You whispered your next words. “He said he loved me.”

Jace scoffed. “I'm sorry, but I don't believe that. You can't say you love someone then drop them like that.”

“No, Jace,” Helaena cut in. “Aegon wouldn't have said anything if he didn't care.” She looked at you. “He cares for you, that much I know.”

“What do I do now?” You asked your two friends.

“We heal. We take the time we need to process everything and we heal.”

“I'll keep Aegon away until you're ready,” Jace chimed in.

“What if I want to see him now?” You argued.

“You’re way too emotional right now. We don't want you to do anything stupid.”

“What? Like falling in love with him? Don't worry, I've already done the stupid thing.”

Helaena moved to hug you and this time you let her. “You know that's not what we mean.” 

Burying your face in the neck, you let her presence comfort you. “Can I sleep here?”

“I think Jace and I would prefer you sleep in a bed.”

“No, I took your bed last night.”

“And you can sleep there again.”

You sighed in defeat; too tired to argue. Pulling away from the hug, you stretched your arms up before pulling the blanket back around you. You let Helaena and Jace help you up and move into Helaena’s room, even though their help was unnecessary. Still, it was appreciated. When you got to Helaena’s bed, you tucked yourself in. Distantly, you heard Helaena and Jace say their goodnights.

As you closed your eyes, you thought about the good times you had with Aegon and mourned the loss of never having them again.

[silverzoomies]

silverzoomiezzz hi hi i was eating my cloudberry ice cream and i dont know why i start to think about peter and then i think about you. and i have a question for you. what do you think peter’s fav snacks that he would save it for you because he wanted you to enjoy and love it as much as he does? this is so silly lol but anyway have a great summer <3

💗oh my gosh, hello anon sweetie !! i'm sorry for answering so late !! i hope your summer has been nice !! it's been pretty decent here, aside from the lame ass humidity.🔥🫠🔥

i'm so honored you would think of me, after thinking of our beloved speedy boy. 💗honestly, i take that as such a huge compliment !!

⚡snacks i think peter maximoff would like (he hoards them, cuz he's the snack hoarding type. ty dofp 💗):

⚡in canon, he hoards hostess snack cakes. specifically the chocolatey, cream-filled kind ⚡and twinkies. dude's got twinkies for two movies in a row ⚡like it's no wonder people assume he's a twinkie fiend ⚡we also see him with so much pepsi and mtn dew ⚡and i know it's just product placement obvi. but he does seem like a mtn dew guy, right? i bet he'd love baja blast. code red too ⚡dk if this counts as a snack, but he'd probably love taco bell. i mean, it's fast. it's cheap. it's addictive. it's easy to indulge in. mans would quote those old taco bell commercials with the chihuahua ⚡sour candy. all of it. gummy worms, airhead x-tremes, sour twists, sour patch kids. tell me i'm wrong. i'm not ⚡he'd make a mess with some fun dip, lemme tell ya ⚡any candy they used to give out on halloween? he'd be addicted to all that shit. he'd love sugary junk. he constantly needs his fix. laffy taffy, nerds, now and laters, skittles, pop rocks, m&m's - you name it, he's into it ⚡imagine the dorito fingers, anon. the cheeto fingers. the takis fingers. do y'all think he'd be more into regular cheetos, or hot cheetos? he reads as a hot cheetos guy to me ⚡he'd slam some icees. slurpees. any kinda syrupy, frozen drink. he mixes all the flavors, sucks it down, and feels no brain freeze ⚡if you took him to carnivals, boardwalks, or amusement parks; he'd put the funnel cake stands out of business ⚡sweets are his kryptonite, really ⚡i personally like to imagine he knows his fair share of international snacks too. since he can zip around the world in a blink. taiyaki. baklava. conchas. tres leches. pirozhki. european chocolate. any and all kinds of street food. he knows all the best 7-eleven instant ramen - and the best toppings for 'em too ⚡i think he'd also go hog wild over a really good steak, y'know? or some barbecue. some ribs. some brisket. all the shmeats !!

⚡snacks i think peter maximoff would save, just so he could share them with you💗:

⚡he wouldn't ⚡correction: he couldn't ⚡c'mon, do you honestly think he'd have the self control? ⚡you're asking him to do the impossible ⚡see, anon, he'd think about saving a yummy treat for you ⚡keyword being think ⚡like, just as he starts to realize he's crushing on you big time ⚡he's guzzling something tasty, when he has the thought: hey...wait a sec! you'd probably really like this!! ⚡but a second later, the treat's already gone. devoured in an instant. whoops! oh well!! ⚡he's just way too impulsive to save anything ⚡like it would have to be out of sight, out of mind ⚡or you'd have to pick from his own, secret stash ⚡because otherwise, he can't hold himself back. he'll gorge any snacks in the nearest vicinity ⚡he'd legit have to wait 'til you were both together. in that moment. if you had a few minutes. he'd be like, "hey. babe. babe. babe. babe. i got somethin' i wanna show you." ⚡he speeds you away for some mind-blowingly good street food, in some country you've never been to, nor heard of ⚡even on valentine's day. he has to snag you one of those heart-shaped boxes of chocolates last minute ⚡that, or he has to hide it from himself. if he doesn't, he'll be lookin' down at an empty box - chocolate all over the corners of his mouth - like "ah, shit."

[manygeese]

@lost-trio-week day 5: parents

Esperanza Valdez just made sense, Jason thought. Her ghostly figure was entirely silver in color, but Jason could see where Leo got his curls. She had pulled hers back with a bandana, but the way her eyebrows knitted together was very familiar. He could almost imagine her glaring at Festus because he ate all the hot sauce again, like a certain son of Hephaestus he knew.

But Jason had a mission- that certain son of Hephaestus’ birthday was coming up, and he was completely stumped on what to get him. Tools? He literally had a magic tool belt, and that came with all the wrenches, hammers, and breath mints a guy could want. Clothes? Piper had that covered, she was going to take him shopping at the mall that weekend. Books? Dyslexia was a bitch, plain and simple.

Yup, Jason had something of a problem. But! Nico had volunteered to help him, since he was in a similar situation with Leo’s birthday gift. So here they were, on an appropriately dark and spooky summer night, filling a pit with Coca Cola and french fries to summon some ghosts- or one particular ghost. It looked like it had worked.

“Good evening, my lady. I crave a boon,” Jason stated, kneeling before the spirit as one would to an Olympian.

Miss Valdez’s face scrunched up in both humor and confusion. “‘My lady?’ ‘Crave a boon?’ I’m flattered, kid, but I’m no goddess.”

“Sorry, my lady. I mean- ma’am.”

“You can get off of the ground, y’know? Your jeans’ll be ruined if you stay there any longer. Grass stains are tough.”

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, ma’am.” Jason resisted the urge to salute once he was done dusting himself off.

Miss Valdez snickered. “Before you get into craving boons and the like, why don’t you tell me who you are?”

“Jason Grace, former praetor of the 12th Legion Fulminata, current Pontifex Maximus of Camp Jupiter, hero of Olympus, slayer of the titan Krios, ma’am. Um, and more importantly, a friend of Leo’s.”

The ghost’s eyes seemed to light up at the mention of her son. “Mi hijo,” she crooned, clasping her hands together. “You’re a friend of mi hijo Leo? How is he?”

“Yes, ma’am. He’s doing quite well, ma’am.” He intentionally left out the part about Leo blowing himself up for the good of the world. That was a story for another time.

“How old is he? The clock doesn’t work so well down in the Underworld, it’s still saying BCE. Hard to keep track of time and all. Oh, he must be getting so big.”

Jason chuckled. “He’s fifteen going on sixteen, but nobody’s calling him big.”

Miss Valdez got this wistful look in her eyes. “You have to bring him to see me sometime. I miss him more than anything.”

Nico’s eyes widened and he waved his hands like he was calling a timeout. “I have an idea,” he mouthed, but Jason needed to get his prescription updated, so it looked more like “I have an IKEA.” Or an icee? Yeah, it was probably icee. But Jason knew this to be untrue, since he had just poured his last one into the pit. His brows furrowed, but he smiled politely at the specter before excusing himself. “Um, may I have a moment, ma’am?”

“Of course,” she answered, taking the time to press her ear to the side of a tree like she was trying to open a safe. “God, I haven’t seen real trees in years,” she muttered.

“Do you need more icees?” Jason whispered conspiratorially. “I can run down to the corner store if you need.”

Nico made a face. “What? No, I just have an idea. I was just thinking about what Esperanza said: maybe we could set up a picnic out here and then surprise him with a ghost visit. I know that I like to be ambushed by ghosts when I eat my lunch.” He snorted at his own half-joke.

Jason nodded enthusiastically. “A-and we could ask Miss Valdez about his favorite foods! And make them for him!”

“Hmm? What was that, kid?” Miss Valdez’s head snapped up from where it was trained on a blade of grass swayed in the breeze.

“Um, uh, do you remember what Leo liked to eat as a kid, ma’am?”

“Goodness, you can stop with the ‘ma’am’ thing. But he always loved tres leches cake! I can give you the recipe. And when I had the time, I would make him a grilled cheese for his lunch at school. It would be cold, but he always hugged me extra tight when he got home on those days.” Miss Valdez reached up to tighten her bandana. “Though now that I think about it, he probably just heated it up on his own. Clever boy.”

Jason nearly jumped for joy. He could have hugged her. And he did indeed try, which caused the woman to laugh when he fell through her apparition. “Thank you,” he mumbled into the dirt sheepishly.

“No problem, niño. Really, I should be thanking you! Fresh air is nothing short of a miracle when you’ve been dead as long as I have,” Miss Valdez responded, clearly joking, but something in her eyes said she was sincere. She had big, round ones, that were probably a wonderful shade of brown when she was alive.

Yeah, Jason thought he had hit the jackpot gift wise.

~*~

If you were to look up the definition of “tryhard”, a picture of Tristan McLean would pop up, Leo thought. Then again, he’d also appear if you looked up any of the following terms: bombshell, hot, gorgeous, gay awakening, etc.

He was on a quest with Will and Clarisse (God, that lady scared him- like she was cool and all, but he would be relieved when she left for Arizona at the end of summer). It was a classic “we don’t have phones nor do we trust the post, so you have to go give Camp Jupiter X, Y and Z” quest, but long story short, hellhounds sucked a lot and Leo’s legs were tired.

Chiron and the praetors of Camp Jupiter had been working on a sort of housing system for demigods- a network of safe havens all across the country. Piper’s dad had signed up as soon as possible, now that he knew a little about the demigod world. That had been one hell of a conversation.

So that was how he ended up sitting on the floor of a millionaire’s gigantic living room, tinkering with the skeleton of a Stymphalian bird, with a scary lady snoring on the couch behind him and a lanky blonde dude curled up on an armchair in front. He had taken the opportunity to catch up on some of his favorite shows while he had access to a TV.

“Hey, kid.”

Nothing like a spooky voice to wake a guy up!

Leo startled, making the Stymphalian bird fly up in the air. For one second, he almost thought it was alive again, so he reached for his tool belt.

“Woah, there,” the voice laughed, “hold your horses. It’s just me. Piper’s dad? You didn’t pull a Jason and forget your entire life, right?”

Leo snorted. “You weren’t even there for that part!”

Mr. McLean stepped forward into the dim light of the lamp. Yup, just as Leo suspected: he had a chronic case of looking-good-in-whatever-lighting-he-was-in-itis. Then again, he had already diagnosed his friend’s father with that condition last Christmas, when he spent the holidays with Jason at Camp Jupiter.

Truth be told, Leo was getting a little tired of the man. All throughout dinner Mr. McLean had been all “is there enough salt on it? Do you need more? What do you want to drink? Can I get you anything else? Tell me if you need anything.” At first, he had preened under the attention, but right now, what he needed was some time to get the logistics of his pet project figured out.

“What are you working on?” Mr. McLean asked politely.

“Carrier pigeon,” he answered.

“Nice. What’s it do?”

“Carries things.”

Mr. McLean smiled. “Why do you need it?”

“So, like, you know how we were sent here to deliver some important documents or whatever? Next time, this little guy is gonna do it for us. If I can figure out how to animate said little guy’s skeleton again, that is.”

“How are you gonna animate it?”

As a mechanic, Leo admired the fact that Mr. McLean was so persistent, but as a teen, he wished he would give up already. “I dunno.”

Mr. McLean gave him a soft, slightly awkward smile, like he was still trying to get used to using his facial muscles. “Listen, Leo,” the man sighed, “it’s getting late. You should sleep.”

“I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Oh, wait!” Leo snickered at his own joke.

“What?”

Oh, shit. He forgot that he and Piper had left that part out of the explanation of the demigod world they had given to Mr. McLean. Damn, that line would’ve killed with anyone else. Haha, see what he did there? “Uh, nothing. Ignore it.”

“No, what did you mean by that? ‘Oh, wait?’”

“Uh, I died,” Leo mumbled, hoping that he wouldn’t ask again.

Much to Leo’s chagrin, Mr. McLean asked again. Yay. “Huh?”

Leo decided to take a different route. “I died! I’m a ghost! Boo! All that jazz!”

The man snorted, though he still looked confused. “Alright. But you know what they say about ghosts- they sleep like the dead.”

Despite himself, Leo laughed. “That’s silly.”

“Not as silly as ghosts. They’re too boo-fy!”

Leo giggled. “God, that’s bad. Was-” he managed before succumbing to his laughter once again- “was that supposed to be goofy?”

“I don’t know, you tell me. You’re the one who’s a ghost, after all.”

“I’m not goofy. No, siree,” Leo denied.

“Oh really?” Mr. McLean ruffled his hair and pulled him up so that he was standing. He patted him on the shoulder. “Could’ve fooled me.”

“I can fool anyone, really,” Leo quipped. “I fooled Jason and Piper into being my best friends.”

Mr. McLean guided him towards a hallway that opened at one side of the living room. Leo could see that he was furrowing his dark brows. “What makes you say you fooled them?”

Leo shrugged, scowling inwardly. He just had to ruin it, didn’t he? “I mean, technically it was Hera.”

Mr. McLean shook his head. “I’m serious, Leo.”

Leo laughed awkwardly. “Hi serious, I’m dead?”

Mr. McLean frowned as he opened one of the doors in the corridor. It revealed a blank bedroom, probably for a guest. Desperate to get out of the conversation, Leo moved to go inside, but Mr. McLean stopped him with a hand on his shoulder and a concerned look. “People like you for you. You know that, right? You’ve never had to trick anybody worth anything into liking you. Remember that.” He tapped his temple to emphasize his point.

Leo gave a small, confused, sort of self-conscious smile, but it was still a smile. “Thanks, Mr. McLean.” Leo waddled over to the bed and collapsed on it, suddenly feeling very tired. It was only when he saw the door close completely that he realized he’d been tricked by his best friend’s dad into going to bed at an appropriate time. “Good game, Mr. McLean. Good game indeed.”

~*~

The Underworld kind of sucked, Piper found, especially when you were on a quest with an immortal huntress who was your best friend’s sister and the demigod equivalent of a Spirit Halloween, AKA Thalia Grace and Nico di Angelo. She had no problems with the people by themselves, but she had gotten sick of their arguing long before the murderous mania of a former blonde bombshell descended upon them.

She wasn’t even supposed to be there. She had made plans with Leo and Jason to meet up at a trampoline park, but then a fury showed up out of nowhere and whisked her away to what was effectively Hell, and it was like, this whole thing. Apparently, the lady had gotten her confused with Percy. One hell of a typo.

They had been headed to the fields of punishment because someone had escaped and Hades decided to make it their problem. Classic Gods. Their charge walked straight into them in the form of Beryl Grace.

“Nico, why isn’t she dying?” Thalia barked, shooting another round of arrows at the ghost, which just succeeded in embedding their silver tips in the tree behind it. She released a roar like that of thunder, although it could’ve just been the actual thunder from the lightning she was summoning. A bolt of it came down on Beryl’s head, but it just made her look slightly more insane.

The woman’s red lipstick was a stain on her otherwise pale face, twisting up in a mad smile. It was smudged. Maybe she had been kissing someone, or more likely drinking their blood. Her blue eyes were crazed, darting around like a prey animal.

She had seen that look before.

When Jason had woken up, after the fight with Ma Gasket, he’d shot upwards and whipped his head around. She had looked into his sky blue eyes and seen a deer and a hunter at the same time, ready to fight, not quite ready to die.

And his smile was a sign the apple had indeed fallen far from the tree, but the twitching of Jason’s lips when he hadn’t yet learned to laugh (or hadn’t accepted that he could) was reminiscent of the grin’s neverending movement.

“She’s a ghost, dumbass, she can’t die again,” Nico snapped. He had dropped his sword into the river Lethe, so he just stood there like a fuming GTA NPC.

Piper was the only one to notice that Beryl was backing up towards the forest, aiming to disappear into the fields of Asphodel most likely. “Guys?” She asked, looking around to the other two members of the quest. They were still squabbling. “Guys!”

“I’ve killed a ghost before! At least, I’m pretty sure I could,” Thalia yelled.

“What part of non-corporeal do you not understand?” Nico screamed.

Piper reluctantly began following the spirit just as it bolted into the woods. She swiped a rock up from the dusty forest floor, just to have something on her in case she had to attack. Look, she usually carried Katoptris on her, but she was worried they were going to confiscate it at the trampoline park, okay?

The only sound was the thump of her footfalls, puffs of her breath, and the whooshing sound Beryl made as she passed through trees. The branches were hanging low and, fortunately in most cases except this one, Piper was not a ghost, so she had to bat them out of the way. She was getting pretty damn tired of it. Apparently, ghosts could run fast. “Uh, Beryl- I mean, Miss Grace, can I get your autograph?” She tried.

The ghost’s head snapped back to face her. The gash in her midriff was bleeding somehow, leaking steam and a smell like rain. A piece of car door and shards of glass were lodged in the gap, signs of her death. Her fists clenched and unclenched anxiously at her sides. She stayed rooted in her place. “An autograph?”

“Yup,” Piper confirmed, rocking back and forth from her heels to her toes. “I’m a huge fan of your work.”

Beryl’s pointer and middle fingers twitched and she brought them to her mouth. She looked disappointed by the fact that they were merely flesh (or the ghost equivalent), no cigarette in sight. Her bloodshot eyes met Piper’s as she fumbled with the fabric of her dress. She grunted. “Oh, yeah? What’s your favorite?”

“Me and my dad watch your TV shows together,” Piper lied.

“Mhm,” Beryl hummed placatingly, turning around with her shaking fingers pressed to her mouth. Her glazed eyes disappeared under her dull blonde hair. “Just go get the groceries, Thalia.”

“Thalia? Um, Miss Grace, I’m not Thalia.” Piper followed, stifling a cough when she breathed in some of the fog.

“Nonsense, Thalia. I know you’re just trying to get out of it, you lazy brat,” Beryl spat. “Go get the goddamn groceries.”

“I… I don’t have any money.”

The ghost heaved a deep sigh. “Just get out of the house, Thalia. Mommy needs some alone time.”

Piper tried not to visibly recoil when the woman pushed her away, cold hand going right through her ribcage. “B-but, Miss Grace-”

“Thalia,” the spirit growled, frigid hands landing on both of her wrists, momentarily becoming solid, “I will not say it again, you little bitch.” Her tone was uneven and hostile. “Get the fuck out of my house.”

Piper’s forearms were completely numb where Beryl’s hands had covered them. The woman began to retreat mumbling something to herself that barely reached Piper’s ears:

“The day I get rid of those ungrateful little rats will be the happiest day of my life.”

Oh, yeah. This was the lady who left Piper’s best friend to the wolves at the tender age of two. Of course she was an asshole. Regretting not doing it earlier, Piper gripped the rock in her hand and made a last ditch effort to hurt the woman who had deprived Jason of what family felt like for so long. And if it let her, Nico, and Thalia finish their quest, that was a happy accident.

The stone split open on Beryl’s head, revealing an inky black ore on the inside. Stygian Iron. Huh. Piper guessed Tyche was on her side that day.

Thalia and Nico’s footsteps crunched in the dirt behind her, their yelps of belayed victory echoing around Piper, falling on deaf ears. Her gaze was still focused on Beryl’s unconscious head, hair spilling around her face. Her blue eyes weren’t open, but somehow, they were staring straight into Piper’s soul.

For a split second, Piper’s eyes flitted over to Thalia’s. She was glad she couldn’t completely understand the rage she found there. Now that she thought about it, she had seen that look in Jason’s eyes an unsettling amount of times.