#like the energy in that scene is so real

[lovevalley45]

callie realizing glen was riding marigold really got me,,, emily did not even let murph finish before she was like 'fey step i'm ambushing this fucker'

there is smth so special abt having the one specific baddie in a campaign u want dead at all costs

[bacchuschucklefuck]

dreaming abt sophomore year class swap bard!riz

[toppermostpoppermost]

@tolerateit's EDITING PROMPT OF THE MONTH: JANUARY EDITION

LIVE PERFORMANCES

PANIC AT THE DISCO I LIVE IN CHICAGO CONGRESS THEATER CHICAGO, IL I May 23 & 24, 2008

[catharusustulatus]

This is insane to me: https://t.co/WslCOnBtJU

They didn’t even call him. How the hell is he supposed to be explained out of the show? Jonathan’s best friend, who drove the gang all the way to Indiana? He’s just…gone? Not even being killed off - just not invited back. What!?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Late Night Talking

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[invaliowat]

I don’t often acknowledge the fact that Nick Bradshaw canonically died in Top Gun, BUT, if I were to do such a thing it would be like when I was thinking the other night (I know- dangerous) and I was like rip to Nick Bradshaw you woulda LOVED the 2008 classic movie Step Brothers.

[silverview]

🥜

[jezunya]

Angels can sense love (and other virtues), while demons can sense lust (and other vices).

Early on, Crowley can sense Aziraphale's little spikes of lust towards him, and he maybe thinks a time or two about tempting the angel into a serious sin, maybe even something worth falling over...? But he also genuinely likes Aziraphale, more and more each time they meet, and so he holds back. Gets him to try some human food and think a little independently from Heaven's company line. Calls it a win just to have someone to talk to, to have someone who understands even a little, and even more a win when he gets Aziraphale to relax and enjoy himself once in a while.

And then, of course, that sense of lustful, covetous desire coming from the angel wanes and eventually vanishes altogether. Oh, he still senses it occasionally, especially when it comes to acquiring a particularly rare manuscript. But it's never directed towards Crowley anymore, hasn't been for decades, maybe even centuries if he thinks about it.

It's not disappointing. Not really. He wouldn't want to tempt Aziraphale into anything that could actually be harmful to him, after all. Hasn't wanted to do that since sometime back in the Old Testament times, to be honest. It was just... nice? (Ugh.) To know he was wanted, at least in that way. And now that's gone, apparently, Aziraphale's physical desire for him having cooled as they've become friends over the millennia.

(He's still got it, though, if his success inspiring lust and envy in humans when a job requires it is anything to go by. Just can't inspire it anymore in the one being he'd be particularly interested in exploring it with...)

What a shock it is, then, when Aziraphale asks quite desperately one day, after they're finished with Heaven and Hell and their attempts to wipe the Earth from existence, if he can make love to Crowley -- but then also rushes to assure Crowley that it's alright if the answer is no! That what they have now is absolutely perfect! It's only that Crowley is so beautiful, and Aziraphale feels he's half gone out of his mind at times through the long centuries trying to ignore how distractingly much he simply wants to touch him, hold him, caress him... And now that they're here, together, and trying to be honest with each other, trying for open communication, Aziraphale doesn't want to keep this to himself any longer, wants it all out in the open and to know Crowley's thoughts on the matter so that he shall know how to act going forward. It's an excited, blundering, mess of a confession, ending on a stiff-upper-lip determination that most people think is so very English but don't know that Aziraphale actually invented it and that the Brits have just been following his lead all this time.

And Crowley has no idea how to respond, questions getting caught in his throat, tangled around his forked tongue. Because, what? What?!

He watches his angel's face start to crumble as he struggles, and finally his protests take shape: He could sense when Aziraphale stopped wanting him like that! It's been years and years and years! Without a single whiff of lust coming off Aziraphale when he looks at Crowley!

Which, Aziraphale replies, is simply not possible. Because, honestly, he's only come to desire Crowley more over the years: sensually and sexually, yes, but also as a friend and confidante, also romantically. Tenderly. He quite desires Crowley in every way it is possible to do, he thinks.

And really, Aziraphale goes on, feathers a little ruffled now, Crowley needn't pretend or make excuses -- if he doesn't want to be with Aziraphale in that way, he will absolutely respect that. There's no reason to pretend he can't sense how Aziraphale feels, just as Aziraphale has been able to feel Crowley's love for him growing, starting with those bits of affection and interest all the way back in Eden, through to the very purest, most all-encompassing love he's been able to sense from him these last few years, after everything.

But demons can't sense love, Crowley has to remind him a bit tetchily, only vices! Things that lead to sin and degradation and unhappiness! So it's not actually the same at all!

And then he watches Aziraphale make a pretty perfect Shocked Pikachu Face, not that the angel would understand the reference if he told him.

But Aziraphale starts to smile after a moment, even if his eyes are shining with tears at the same time, and the angel breathes that it's not a vice to wish to be close to someone whom you love, and whom you know loves you in return.

The penny drops.

Aziraphale never stopped wanting him -- he just also started loving Crowley at some point.

[littlespoonevan]

the thing about romcoms is just- it's never meant to be 'is it believable?' but instead 'do you believe it?' do you believe these two characters are actually falling in love with each other??? do you believe their chemistry??? do you believe whatever obstacle is thrown in their way is legitimately something that might keep them apart for a time and not something that could be solved with one conversation?? do you believe that they believe they need to fake date for this very specific reason??? do you believe the reason why they're 'enemies' at the start, no matter how silly a misunderstanding it may be??? do you believe the grand romantic gesture fits the characters and is actually how one character would show their love to the other?? like!!!! it's about empathy and authenticity and feeling what the characters feel so strongly that even if it's a trope or a cliché it doesn't matter because you believe it

[simgerale]

me after attempting to get back into sims and realizing i had a lot more to do than play the game

[chai-dye]

*touches screen dramatically* v5 is almost here...

[tonydaddingham]

Underappreciated S2 scene: "Going Up."

[unriding]

Me sneaking into your asks with this drabble:

Disclaimer: I have yet to get a good grasp of Moze's character so this might be a bit OOC and on your side as well (sorry). I did my best. Also, this was inspired by the post you made abt telling Moze your tasks for the day | 600+ words (not proofread)

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In Moze's eyes, you reminded him of a dog catching a case of the zoomies.

You were quite literally everywhere. He'd find you talking to someone one moment before you're rushing off to do something else entirely the next. It seemed like you had quite a lot on your plate as of recently. Tasks, things you wanted to do, and so much more spinning around that mind of yours. You've told him a bit of your plans so he has a general idea. But seeing you juggling all of those tasks at once makes both admiration and concern bloom in his chest.

One time, Moze found you carrying a box filled with items. It would've been amusing to him how comical it was that the items piled so high— he could barely see you behind it. However, he did worry right after given how you almost tripped over something. He managed to catch you and the items before both came crashing all over the floor.

He insisted on helping you carry the items to wherever its destination was. It took a bit of pursuasion on his side. Convincing you that it truly wasn't a bother to him at all, and that he'd be very much glad to be of assistance to you.

"I need to get these delivered first. Then go stop by the shop to buy some things. After that…" You go on to ramble about the things you had to do to help get a better vision on what else you had to do. "Oh, no… I messed up." The smile on your face dropping at the thought that had slipped your mind until that moment. "I forgot to invite Jiaoqiu to dinner with the others—"

"It's tomorrow evening, right? He knows. I mentioned it last time when I spoke to him." Moze says with a calm tone.

You blink at him, slightly caught off-guard by the man beside you. Though it's immediately replaced with relief and gratitude. The smile on your face already back, lighting up your features once more. Infectious as always, it makes the corners of his lips tug upwards as well. A small part of him feels quite proud to have been able to help you ease your worries even by a bit.

And this is when you start noticing it.

Did you mention that you're running out of a certain skincare product, but you can't find the time to stop by the store to buy it? Moze conveniently has to stop by near the store and buys it for you. Did you also mention that you wanted to do a certain task but keep forgetting about it? He gently reminds you about it via message or verbal if he's nearby. Did you also happen to mention that you've been meaning to try out a certain desert from a cafe, but the schedule simply doesn't seem to allow you? No fear, he passes by the store to buy you the treat.

Moze doesn't see you as someone incapable of handling things by yourself. To him, he simply sees it as a way to show his care. If making a quick stop somewhere, sending you a small reminder of something you had to do that day, or even helping you out with the tasks you need to accomplish, makes you smile? Gives you a chance to take a break? Let you worry less about the things you need to do? It's worth it in his eyes.

He does his best to avoid making you feel like you're bothering or troubling him (you really aren't). Most of the time, he does them discrcetly and casually. Partially, since he's also scared that you'll think he's weird or a creep for acting like that.

Please don't think of him badly.

Moze truly means well.

[wrongcaitlyn]

Nerds au??? What is that??

SHDFDSF OMG ive been waiting to talk abt this for so long. bc i started it in, like, february, and got like a little over halfway through it and then i stopped writing it because of other things but i still really really wanna finish it so basically here's the premise:

i call it the nerds au in my head bc they're all nerds, this au has like the entire main cast (which is like nico, will, jason, leo, percy, annabeth, reyna, and pretty much all of the other main hoo/pjo characters) as like. the kids in 5 ap classes and straight a's and in the scholars program (which idk if this is a common thing, but it's a thing at my school, where it's a group of students who get good grades in like really rigorous classes (ap/honors courses, which if you're not from america, is just really hard college-level classes with more heavy workloads than regular classes) and these group of students get to go on a trip once a year to somewhere (like, to visit colleges, or to just go somewhere interesting/educational)

and basically this would *probably* be more effectively named, like, "field trip au" bc it's essentially that. it's really just me writing these characters into my life for that two day trip that i went on in february with the other scholars kids and had such a great time, and i got it in my head to think "oh, what would the pjo kids be doing in this scenario?" yk, ignoring that most of them are wanted by the government, have been kicked out of many schools, and would certainly not be top of their class. but like. yk. minor details. it's an au!

and so, in this au nico and will have a sort of academic rivals relationships?? there are lots of fun tropes including, there was only one bed (actually there are three beds but jason and leo are sharing a bed and these idiots can't figure out how to work the pullout couch), academic rivalry, and lots of general shenanigans. it's very much just a fluffy, feel-good type of fic, that has a bit more of a focus on the dynamic of the friend group overall than just the solangelo relationship

but yeah, the nerds au is essentially my mini-memoir of this field trip, but through fictional characters! like, literally. i pulled several bits of dialogue from the real life conversations i had. pretty much all the plot points were all things that happened (except for the romantic subplot, bc, yk, me being aroace so that's just added bc it's solangelo and how could i not)

anyway. here's the first few paragraphs of it (aka kinda like a mini prologue but it's only 800-ish words so) :)

From: Gleeson Hedge <ghedge@olympianhs.org> Sent: Friday, February 1, 2024 4:32:00 PM To: Nico di Angelo <ndiangelo@olympianhs.org> Subject: Re: Scholars Trip Meeting

Nico,

No worries. Hope you feel better soon. Your friends have signed you up for the rooms — You’ll be sharing with Jason Grace, Will Solace, and Leo Valdez. Make sure to stop by my classroom to get the forms when you get back.

Mr. Hedge

Sent from my iPhone

Nico reads the email. Then re-reads it. He shuts off his phone and opens his outlook on his computer to read the email again.

You’ll be sharing with Jason Grace, Will Solace, and Leo Valdez.

As if Nico isn’t already miserable from the cold he’s come down with over the past week. He had thought fine, it’s fine, it’s just a sore throat, and I’ll get out of school for a day — but then one day turned into two, and then it turned into being bed-ridden over his entire three-day weekend, and then missing another two days of school, including two exams, an absurd amount of classwork, an in-class timed essay, two physics labs, and the stupid fucking Scholars trip meeting.

He hadn’t thought it would be a problem. He’d pick up the forms another day, and then he’d just get the information from Jason or Reyna and it would all be fine. He had thought it would be pairs. He had thought he would be sharing with Jason. 

It had been a very detailed conversation: Jason turning around in the middle of AP Lang from his front row seat, yelling back, “Hey Nico, you’re in Scholars, right?” 

“Yes,” Nico had responded, voice quiet as it always was, but it might have been a bit louder because he had been wearing headphones and he never does get his volume quite right. 

“Wanna be roommates?” 

“Okay.”

Very enthusiastic. He had thought that was the end of the conversation. So he hadn’t been worried about missing the stupid meeting, but now it turns out that he’ll be sharing a room with not only Leo Valdez, but also Will Solace—

He may just die. He’d have Hazel write it on his gravestone: Nico di Angelo, died of gay panic. Blames Jason Grace and whoever gave him a cold, causing him to be sick on his literal birthday, and on the day of the Scholars Trip Meeting. At least he got to live to see the age of seventeen.

That’s a bit too long of a message for his gravestone, but he’s sure Hazel will find a way to get the point across. 

By the time his eyes scan over the email one last time and realize that yes, this is real, he shoots off a polite response saying thanks and when can he make up the essay he missed. Then, he picks up his phone and sends a much less polite text message to Jason.

It’s only much later as Nico is re-watching Frozen for the third time and staring sadly at the growing pile of tissues on his bed, when he gets a message that says: It was either that or leaving you with Octavian. Sorry, dude.

Three bubbles show up on the screen. Nico waits a few seconds, then:

It was actually Will who offered it, anyway.

;)))

That’s it. Jason’s going to be the one who needs a gravestone, not Nico, and he’ll ensure that he won’t get caught—all he needs is the perfect opportunity, and they’ll be going to the beach, won’t they? He’ll drown Jason, make sure there’s no chance—

His rage somehow transforms into a coughing fit, and it only takes a few minutes for Hazel to poke her head into the room, a grimace on her face. “Oatmeal?”

Nico doesn’t have the energy to say no. He’ll make it up to his sister at some point, when he’s not on his death bed. 

It’s unfortunate that Hazel, one year younger than him, won’t be going on the trip. It means that Nico will only have two sort-of friends, Reyna and Jason, one of which he will be giving the silent treatment because of betrayal. 

He wonders if he can just get out of the trip all together. It’s not like it’s required; he could just go to school like normal—

“Oh, Nico, by the way,” Hazel leans her head back into the room, no oatmeal in hand, “Frank wanted me to tell you that he’s got your forms for the Scholars Trip, and he’ll give it to me tomorrow. Did you want me to stop by your teachers to get them signed?”

Shit. Nico just responds with another cough, and Hazel quickly abandons the room, leaving her brother to his misery.

By the time that he can finally go to sleep, nose raw and throat aching, he’s forgotten all about it.

[llycaons]

while I enjoy an AU where sect cultivators stood by wwx in his defiance against the cultivation world or supported the wen remnants with him, they can't hit like canon does bc they always feel a little...hm. like if the author is super invested and insists THIS is what should have/would have happened its like they're missing the point of all the characters and their arcs?

[seeminglyseph]

"Arrests require cause."

Bitch *you* let her instigate martial law! Through your power! What did you think that meant?!

That's literally the purpose of putting martial law in place. To be able to let the government do whatever police and military shit to its people without cause. It removes the rights of the civilians because it views those civilians as the enemy of The People.

You let hating Jinx make you forget what words mean, Caitlyn. I get it, grief does terrible things to a person, and Ambessa is a very compelling public speaker, but like. She said out loud: "Let's do Martial Law."