#tell me what you think please

[norringtondeservestheworld]

Jaime + Looking at Brienne in “Oathkeeper”

[kpforpresident]

from the prompt list - time travel 💫😌 please

Clarke slams into the ground so hard her teeth rattle. Every muscle aching with effort, she manages to fling out a shaking arm to hinge herself onto her back, teeny rocks biting into her palm with sharp edges as she flops down again, arms screaming.

With another desperate burst of energy she manages to curl her fingers around the knife that is digging a razor tip into just above her knee, bringing it to clasp over her chest as her lungs burn from the abrupt change in both altitude and oxygen content.

The sky is a bright ceramic blue, puffy white clouds lazily sailing by as birds chirp merrily in the background, the sounds of an idyllic marred only by the loud wheezing Clarke found herself emitting as she struggled to catch her breath.

Why the fuck is that time jump so goddamn hard? When I go forward it doesn't give me a rib stitch like that, Clarke finds herself thinking as she massages her right rib absentmindedly.

Three large breaths later Clarke finds the fortitude to peel herself off the ground, staggering upright as she shakes the pins and needles out of her leaden feet. She surreptitiously checks the glowing map that surrounds her wrist, noting the golden, pulsing dot in the middle is moving steadily closer to her location.

Nodding decisively, she moves forward, finds a slightly rotten, moss coated log to settle onto by the side of the road, and settles in to wait, eyes glued to the glowing orb that is moving from the crook of her elbow to the green x that is projected above her wrist.

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Lexa rolls her next side to side slightly, straightening up and nodding infinitesimally back towards Gus's direction when he tilts his head in her direction, eyes questioning.

Yes, I'm ok.

Stiffness from her neck alleviated slightly, Heda settled into the rhythmic movement of her horse, Laika's gentle walk, and resigned herself to a boring ride north, mentally preparing for the mind games and underhanded treachery that two weeks of all of the ambassadors in Polis for their annual meeting held.

At least Luna is coming this year, that's something.

Lexa was so entrenched in the thoughts of her dark eyed friend that she almost missed the flaxen haired girl, curled up slightly off the path on a crumbling redwood log.

Her guards, however, did not.

Lexa was unable to bark an order to stand down before Ryder drew his bow, a lethally honed arrow whistling through the arrow with deadly speed before Lexa could raise a hand in warning.

Before she could breathe, a blue glow washed over the clearing as an orb, crackling and pulsing with energy, encompassed the girl. Ryder's arrow fell to the ground silently at Laika's feet, arrow tip compressed cleanly into a flat disc where it had come in contact with the energy field.

Brow pressed tight in silent disbelief and worry, Ryder silently stooped to scoop up the arrow and hand it to Lexa, both chastisement and concern etched into his features.

The clearing was completely silent, dusk rapidly creeping into the forest as purple smudged the horizon.

The girl was awake now, expression blank behind the wavering energy as she stared silently back at the company before her. She stands quietly, every muscle clearly on alert as she raises her hands in deference to Lexa, either somehow knowing or assuming that she was the one to address. Lexa makes a mental note of her observation skills,

"Hello. My name is Clarke Griffin."

Lexa turned the arrow over in slender fingers twice, thumb gently worrying the downy soft fletching of the owl feathers before coming to a snap decision.

She speaks the language of the mountain people.

"Hei, Clarke Griffin. I am Lexa."

Something akin to recognition washes over Clarke's features, intelligence clear in her bright eyes.

"Lexa."

Confused, Lexa cocks her head, Laika stamping uneasily as Lexa's hands tighten unconsciously on the reigns.

"Lexa kom Trikru." The trig words trip uncomfortable, foreign, off of Clarke's tongue.

Gus's head snaps up at this, hand tightening around his sword as he looks at Clarke Griffin with renewed suspicion.

"The only people who refer to me as that are my familiars or my advisors, of which you are neither, Clarke Griffin. Explain yourself, or you will not be so lucky as for Ryder to miss a second time." The words come out colder, tighter, than initially intended. Clarke's tech and her appearance among a trail that was a tightly kept secret as Heda's preferred traveling path was unlikely to be a lucky guess.

The blue orb flares again around Clarke at Lexa's threatening tone, Lexa's guard blinking against the bright glow that once again surrounds her figure. Despite this, Clarke takes one, then two hesitant steps towards Lexa. Laika

"Lexa. I'm here to help you, to help protect you."

Lexa can feel her eyebrow quirk in amusement and disdain as a ripple of laughter ran through her men. Lexa, clad head to toe in leathers with two swords strapped to her back, black war paint smudged down her cheeks in a fearsome mask, hardly conjured images of helpless maidens in distress. Lexa had staunchly curated her image in defiance of her stature as a slim young woman since the day she had climbed bloodied and victorious out of her Kongeda.

"Protect me?" Lexa snorted in derision, though not unkindly. This Clarke Griffin clearly meant well, although mistaken. While they would have to question her on her knowledge of this trail, there was nothing to be concerned about, Lexa decided as she settled back into her saddle once again. "I highly doubt that, Clarke Griffin."

"I come from a future where you are killed by an unseen assassin at the last night of the yearly ambassador meeting, Heda. With your death the conclave falls into disrepair, triggering the start of World War Four. I was sent back to save you, and I intend to do my job."

The reins slip from Lexa's hands as she is unable to stop the shocked breath from escaping her lips.

A steely blue gaze meets a dazed green stare as Clarke hesitantly lowers the force field, stepping foward into Lexa's path.

"I believe we have much to discuss."

[bendwill]

Attempts at a pre-Mora mask. I kind of took aspects from all of them and tried to make it look like one could envision the shapes twisting into what it is currently.

[pink-eye-liner]

We Had All Summer

Pairings: Jason x Reyna , Jason x Piper

Tags: Mutual Pining

Warnings: Hurt/little comfort

Summary: Jason hated the situation he ended up in. Being so far from the girl he grew in love with after spending so many summers together. It was his fault though, he had been too much of a coward to be by her side through a tough time and instead chose to entertain a girl he thought could take his mind off her. He chose Piper, but he wanted Reyna. . .

𝙅𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚

It was a regular day at Camp Half-Blood, everyone was enjoying their Camp activities and trying to let go of the stress they've acquired from the school year.

Jason on the other hand was trying his best to not crumble away from the guilt that was eating away at him.

He wasn't even where he knew he was supposed to be. Camp Half-Blood wasn't the Camp Jason went to every summer, that Camp was Camp Jupiter.

Yet he wasn't there.

Why?

Because he was too much of a coward to argue against his father, that's why.

He didn't wanna be here, He had no purpose here, yet here he was on an open field completely unfamiliar to him. Bow and arrow in hand because archery was one of the activities at Camp Half-Blood.

"Your form is horrible"

He looked up to see the girl who said that. Brown skin with matching short choppy brown hair with thin braided strands on the sides of her face, and eyes that seemed to change color under the sun. Piper was beautiful, no one would doubt that. He was lucky to have her, but he didn't want to be lucky.

"Really?" Jason said "I don't think it's that bad"

Piper walked closer to Jason and stood behind him "Your back isn't straight and your shoulders are tense" Piper said, she pressed her palm against his back making him fix his posture, before putting them on his shoulders which made him even more tense "Relax, I don't bite" She teased.

Jason could feel her hands through his shirt, they were soft and quite small, though that was expected since Jason was half a foot taller then Piper.

"Somehow I don't believe that" Piper didn't reply and instead just let out a giggle.

Jason looked at her and smiled, he tried to relax his shoulders and put all his focus on the target in front of him. He didn't know why he was taking this so seriously, archery wasn't a popular activity on Camp Jupiter, so he never really got around to practicing it. His favorite activity to do at Camp Jupiter was sword training, the camp had a spacious arena with real swords made out of wood.

He and Reyna would spend all their free time battling it out while spitting out trash talk to each other, it didn't help that both of them were extremely competitive.

Jason was stronger then Reyna, but she had always been faster, and more agile so their duels were nothing short of exciting. Just thinking about them makes him smile.

Reyna would get this determined look on her face whenever he would ask her to spar, followed by a quick witty remark. She would tie her long black hair into a low pony tail before each of their battles- that's how you know she was getting serious- then let it down when they finished. Just thinking about 𝘩𝘦𝘳 makes him smile

"Are you not gonna shoot?" Piper's voice snaps him out of his daydream, he unintentionally lets go of the arrow and completely misses the target. Jason sighed at his failure meanwhile Piper tried to surpass a laugh "Don't worry, you'll get better" She said "We have all summer together after all"

Yeah... All summer...

𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧'𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 had been an unforgettable one, unfortunately not for good reason.

Everything started out normal. Everyone was happy, games were played, Camp fire songs were sung, and marshmallows were roasted.

It wasn't until the end of the summer where things got bad for Camp Jupiter

𝘼𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙉𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧

Jason had just finished arts and crafts and went off to find Reyna.

He spoted her looking after the younger Campers near the lake wearing a swim vest on top of a purple Camp Jupiter T-shirt with some black shorts. He went over to her and struck up a conversation.

"Has anyone drowned yet?" He asked sarcastically.

"No" Reyna said as she crossed her arms above her chest "But you will if you start getting annoying" It was safe to say that Reyna was not impressed by his joke, but Jason laughed at her response anyway.

"Calm down" He said "I was just trying to lighten your mood. You always seem so tense when you're looking after younger campers"

"Of course, since we've been going to this camp for 8 years, that makes us senior Campers, and it is our job to make sure that the younger ones are safe and have fun" Reyna explained, the way she said it in such a graceful and pristine manner would have made people think that she had political training.

"Is that what you really think or do you just feel responsible because your parents own this place" Jason asked, Reyna elbowed his ribcage earning an "OW!" From Jason.

"Don't mistake responsibility for culpability, Jason Grace" Reyna said

"Whatever you say, your majesty" Jason joked but Reyna only rolled her eyes

"You're one to talk" Reyna said

Jason looked at Reyna with curious confusion "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You've never once stepped a toe out of line, you learn the rules and follow them to a T, you never make assumptions and always try to listen to more then one side of a story" Reyna explained "I mean, I like that about you, but damn you are uptight"

"That's because my father would make me do very fun things whenever I do something he doesn't approve of. You seem to like the kind of power struggle we have going on around at Camp" Jason playfully taunted as he poked a finger at her shoulder

"I do not! Plus I'm not listening to a Nepo Baby" Reyna said while swatting his hand away.

"Hey!" Jason yelled, Reyna laughed at his offended look which made Jason roll his eyes but also feel warm on the inside because he loves to hear her laugh "You know- you just hurt one of your campers feelings" Jason said, referring to himself "That's not very responsible if you, Reyna"

Reyna's laughter started to fade so she just looked at him with a smile.

The pair had a moment of silence for a couple of seconds, taking in the scenery around them and blushing when their hands accidentally brushed against each others.

"Ehm... Speaking of responsibilities" Reyna said "A few new campers wanted to try the rock climbing wall but needed a senior camper to supervise, so I told our Camp director that you'd do it"

"Alright" Jason's said "when?"

"In about 20 minutes, so you better go now"

"Seriously? Now?" Jason said in an overly dramatic way with a frown on his face "We just started hanging out and you wanna get rid of me so soon?" He put his hand in a fist and placed it on his chest where his heart should be to insinuate it being crushed.

Reyna just laughed at him again "Don't be so dramatic, besides..." She took his hands in her own and looked at him "We've had quiet the summer together" Reyna said as she smiled at him.

Jason blushed and turned his head away from her. They bid their goodbyes and Jason went off to the rock climbing wall. Where everything would eventually go wrong.

𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙧

"YOU WANT TO TELL ME THAT THIS WAS ALL JUST AN ACCIDENT?! HAVE YOU SEEN THE STATE MY SON WAS IN?!" A woman that looked like she was in her late 40s yelled.

Sitting in the spectator seats in the courtroom, unable to do anything other watch her father get yelled at by this woman- Reyna tried her very best to put on a brave face.

Last summer had been so messy that even now- a brand new summer year has come and it still hasn't been cleaned yet.

Her father had insisted that she should be at Camp Jupiter and not here and she agrees, none of this should have been happening.

She should be spending time with her friends at Camp Jupiter as they all teased her about Jason, hearing how they couldn't believe that they weren't a couple yet despite being so close for over 8 years.

Despite the disaster of last year, she hoped that she and Jason would finally get together, but Jason didn't even attend Camp Jupiter this year. She knew that it was probably because his father didn't want him to continue going there because of this scandal, but even so, she expected to at least receive an update from him. Even though it was unlikely since he also hasn't been answering her texts nor picking up her calls. She can understand why but it still made her mad that Jason couldn't stand up to his father.

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳

They used to spend hours and hours texting and talking on the phone. He would talk to her about fencing and the dozen other after school clubs his dad would make him take while also ranting about how terrifying his dad could be sometimes. While Reyna would talk about her day and occasionally rant about annoying customers she would encounter while working at her after school job.

It was hard to believe that she can't even get a hold of him now.

They went to two different schools in two different states so the only time they got to see each other face to face was during the summer, despite that, the distance was never a problem between them, they were best friends, they found a way to talk to each other, yet the one time of the year where they were supposed to be together and he's not here.

"I completely understand" Reyna's Father pleaded "We are willing to compensate and take responsibility-"

"IF YOU WANNA TAKE RESPONSIBILITY THEN SHUT THAT PLACE DOWN!" A man that looked to be the same age as the woman cut off Reyna's father mid sentence.

This was torturous.

"Alright alright, Mr. and Mrs. Harris please calm down" The Judge said as he hit his gravel against the table in an attempt to get everyone to settle down.

"Your honor... How could you expect two parents to calm down? Especially after this?" The woman- Mrs Harris- argued. Everyone could see the way her eyebrows furrowed as her face wrinkled in anger " I sent my son to that summer Camp thinking that it would be good for him- you know- get away from screens and do some physical activities. I expected him to get home to me in one piece at the end of the summer, not suddenly get a phone call telling me that he sustained major injuries after falling off the rock climbing wall! And I certainly didn't expect the cause to be old faulty equipment that you couldn't bother to replace!"

"For the last time Madam! We buy new equipment every two years! That couldn't have been the real reason" Reyna's father reasoned "Besides, isn't it too much to ask our Camp to shut down? It's not like the kid died"

Reyna winced at the last sentence her father said, or rather, shouldn't have said.

This of course made Mrs Harris loose her mind.

"EXCUSE ME?! WOULD YOU PREFERRED IT IF HE DID?! EVEN IF HE DIDN'T DIE HE WAS STILL HEAVILY INJURED!" Reyna's dad went silent. Mrs. Harris' lawyer was trying to calm her down.

Reyna began to drown out the noise in the courtroom, she reached into her pocket to pull out her phone, she scrolled through her messages and clicked on the one titled "Blonde Boy 💝" where Reyna sent walls of messages to Jason

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 :

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙? :

𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧 :

𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩

𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮:

𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙊𝙠? :

𝙅𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤

𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 :

He didn't reply to a single one, but she knew that he saw them, Jason was not the type to leave their messages unread.

Reyna gripped the phone on her hand until the tip of her fingers turned red. She hated Jason at this moment, for not being right next to her, for disappearing, and for not answering her texts. But despite that she still desperately tried to reach him.

She typed and erased messages to send to him over and over again, not knowing what else to say, until she felt a tap on she shoulder. Reyna looked up and saw her father.

"The judge called for a recess" Her father said with kind but tired eyes "c'mon let's get something to eat, you must be starving" Reyna nodded and got up from her seat.

Walking next to her father, Reyna looked at her phone again, she deleted the message she typed and started typing a new one.

𝙊𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧

𝘾𝙖𝙢𝙥 𝙅𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙞𝙛

𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚... 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚 :

𝘼𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙬𝙤

𝙍𝙚𝙮𝙣𝙖 👑: 𝙊𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚

𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥 𝙅𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 𝙞𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚... 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚

Jason had read and reread that message a pathetic amount of times over the month, so much so that the message was embedded in his head.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘦.

𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦.

Reyna was openly saying that she wanted to spend the rest of summer with him like they were supposed to, and God knew that he wanted the same, he wanted nothing else in fact.

"Your food's gonna get cold if you just stare at it, Jason" Jason looked at Thalia- his older sister- as she continued to eat.

"Do you not like Barbeque? I could ask our Head Councilor to get you something else if you want" Piper asked, kind and considerate as always, now he was starting to feel bad.

"Oh no, I'm good, just... Thinking about stuff..."

"What kind of stuff?" Piper asked

"Just... Stuff" Jason answered

"... Okay... I'm gonna grab a plate of fruit, you want some too?"

"Yeah sure, why not"

"Grab me one too if you don't mind" Thalia said

"Alright, I'll be back in a bit" Piper said before leaving the two alone in the little picnic table they were sitting on.

"She's nice" Thalia said "Pretty too. Mom picked a good one for yah"

"Why is mom so quick to try and pair me up with some random girl that goes to my school who I've bearly even talked to until now? She knows that I-..." Jason stopped talking and closed his mouth. He thought about Reyna 24/7 ever since the accident but couldn't bring himself to talk about her or even mention her name. Jason gripped his spoon as a dark cloud loomed over his face.

Thalia placed her utensils down as she looked at her younger brother.

"Then why are you going along with this?" Thalia asked.

"What?"

"I'm asking why you're going along with this, Jason. Why didn't you put up a fight when dad told you that he was pulling you out of Camp Jupiter and signing you up here in Camp Half-Blood?"

"I-..."

"When mom told you that there was a girl she wanted you to get close to, why did you say "sure" ?"

"Well I-"

"Why do you always say yes to Piper whenever she asks if you two can hang out?"

"Because I-"

"Why did you tell mom that you and Piper were getting along well?"

"Because we-"

"And why are you leading both Piper and Reyna on?"

Jason was getting pretty irritated since Thalia was asking him all these questions but wasn't letting him answer them, but her last question had him speechless. So instead of answering he took a bite out of a barbecue skewer and stared off into space.

Thalia sighed and placed a hand on Jason's shoulder.

"Listen, J... I don't know a lot about Reyna, I don't know a lot about Piper either. But I have seen you with both of them and honestly... Your smile is a lot bigger when you're with Reyna and you have a long history with her, but you care way to much about what she thinks of you. You're not like that with Piper, with Piper, you don't care, you act however you want, you act like yourself. I'm not trying to get you to choose one over the other but if you don't, then you're gonna end up with neither one of them"

Jason stared at his plate. Thalia was right, but he didn't need to be told who to choose. He didn't even have to contemplate. He wanted Reyna, he knew he wanted Reyna, but Reyna wasn't easy, if he wanted to be with Reyna then he was gonna need to do something his father would not approve of, and God knows how much he doesn't wanna do that.

"I know..." Jason said "I just don't know whether or not I can put up a fight"

"Don't worry. You can, and you will" Thalia said, taking her hand off his shoulder.

Jason smiled at her before he saw reddish-brown smudge on his shoulder

"Eww, you got barbeque sauce on my shirt!" Jason exclaimed trying to wipe it off with a tissue.

"No I didn't!" Thalia argued

"Yes you did, It's right there!" Jason said, pointing the obvious stain on his orange shirt.

"There's nothing there!"

"Yes there is!"

The two of them bickered until Piper came back with the plates of fruit.

That night he couldn't sleep again, but not because Reyna sent him another text. This time, he was wondering if and how he can stop being such a coward.

He got up, reached for his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey Leo, sorry calling you in the middle of the night but... I need a favor..."

𝘼𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙀𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

Jason wrote a letter. It wasn't a very long one, but he knew that the words in that piece of paper could get Mrs. Harris to drop the lawsuit, though it would cost him a lot.

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘔𝘳. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘳𝘴. 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘑𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘺.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦.

𝘖𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘑𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺.

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬, 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 1-2 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 20 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵.

𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴

𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺

- 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦

Miraculously it worked. Mr. And Mrs. Harris dropped the charges at Camp Jupiter and went after Jason- or more accurately his father- instead. He didn't really know what took place between Mr. And Mrs Harris, his father, and both their lawyers, but he imagined that his father had to pull some strings to satisfy the couple.

Strings that his father was definitely not happy to pull by the look on his face after he demanded that Jason be pulled out of summer camp and be brought home.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!" His father yelled, Jason tried his best not to flinch '𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦' he thought.

"I wasn't" Jason answered.

"CLEARLY!" Jason's father started to make his way towards him until they were standing only 2 feet apart. Jason felt his father harshly grab his jaw, forcing him to look at his father's face which was red with fury.

"I have given you 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂, Jason. A roof over your head, a good school- I even pay hundreds of dollars every year so that you can attend that damn summer camp you love so much, and this is how you repay me?" Mr. Grace said, there were no traces of the doting father he never was in his tone.

He so sounded harsh and cold that it made Jason wanna break down, get on his knees and apologize.

"You embarrassed my name and made me LOOK LIKE A DAMN FOOL IN FRONT OF THOSE PEOPLE" Jason father let go of Jason's jaw before grabbing his cane and using it to hit Jason on the head so hard that he fell off his feet as blood started pouring out of his forehead.

Jason looked up to find his father glaring daggers at him while he pointed his cane in his direction.

"If I had known that you would be this worthless then I would have abandoned you in a forest for wolves to eat"

That was the last thing his father said before walking out of the room.

It hurt.

The wound on his forehead and his father's words. He knew that he didn't actually do anything wrong, but they still hurt.

Jason spent the rest of the summer locked in his room with no phone, he didn't mind since summer would basically be over next week. He read and reread books to keep himself entertained but he thought about Reyna and Camp Jupiter constantly.

When they first learned about the law suit Reyna was restless. Constantly asking her parents for updates about the situation, checking and re-checking the equipment they used in other activities, at one point, she even tried to contact Mr. and Mrs. Harris to beg them to let go of the charges, of course that attempt was un successful.

It hurt Jason to see her so worried and anxious, it hurt to see how hard she would try to told back her tears and look okay when they were together because everyone knew how much she loves Camp Jupiter.

How could she not?

She basically grew up there.

Jason loved that place too.

How could he not?

He spent the best moments of his life there.

He couldn't bear the though of it all just... Shutting down.

Just thinking about it kept him up at night.

He knew that it was unethical to create a false confession letter, but in his mind it was the easiest way, plus him being there when it happened made his confession more believable. Besides, he knew that nothing too bad would actually happen to him.

His father was a wealthy man that could get Jason out of whatever BS he gets himself into. He couldn't bare to have people know how much of a screw up his son was. Especially since his father cared more about his reputation than him.

There was another thing keeping Jason up at night, and it was this nagging voice in his head that constantly asked if it was a good idea that he used himself as a scapegoat so that Reyna’s parents would come out innocent when they weren't.

Faulty equipment 𝘸𝘢𝘴 the reason Oliver fell.

He was there, he would know.

Oliver had told him that he was well acquainted with rock climbing, and since Jason had been looking after 15 other campers that were younger then Oliver. He let him do his own thing.

He now realizes that he probably should have been looking after him as well but he was too busy helping out the younger kids that when Oliver screamed and fell, there was nothing he could do expect call for paramedics.

𝘼𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙨𝙞𝙭

It was the beginning of theschool year again, meaning that he got his phone back.

His text messages were open and his finger was hovering over a contact name titled "Reyna 👑"

He had a thousand words he wanted to say to her yet he couldn't type a single one. He ended up sitting completely still while starring at his phone for the entirety of his first class. The only thing that snapped him back into reality was the sound of the bell.

"Here, you're gonna need this" He looked at Piper who had been sitting next to him the entire time as she placed a notebook down on his desk. "These are my notes. Our teacher, Mr. Smith kept the orientation short and jumped right into his lesson"

"Uh- thanks" Jason reached for the notebook but something in him stopped him from doing so. She expects something from him, or more specifically. She expects to be a certain 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 to him.

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙍𝙚𝙮𝙣𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣?" He remembers her sister saying. He didn't wanna lead anyone on.

He took a deep breath and put his hands down on his lap.

"Listen Piper, umm... Maybe we should talk" Jason said, he looked around the classroom and saw that everyone had already left to go to their next class.

"Okay... What?"

"I'm sorry... I know that- you have feelings for me and... You're a great girl, anyone would be lucky to have you but... There's someone else I'm pining for" Jason waited for a response from Piper, he waited for her to yell at him or something but she didn't, instead she asked something he didn't expect.

"Is it that girl, Reyna?" Piper asked, her fists were clenched under her table.

"How- how did you know about her?"

"I overheard your conversation with Thalia after I grabbed us some fruit. She sounds like someone special to you" Her voice cracked at the last sentence, she didn't know why she had caught such strong feelings for a guy she doesn't really know. They had gone to the same school for over 5 years but have bearly talked, but still.

She would admire him from afar as he talked and laughed with his friends almost daily. He was a nice guy, friendly and fair to everyone, so it felt like a daydream having spent an entire summer with him. It made her feel like she had a chance.

"Yeah... She is special... And I know that you are too for someone out there just... Not me"

𝙊𝙪𝙘𝙝

"Can't we just-... Try...? Try this and see if this works out?"

"We can't"

"Why not?"

"Because we'd just be lying to ourselves by trying to make it work, I would know... I did" Throughout the summer Jason 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥, he really 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 to forget about Reyna. It was a selfish move but that was why he entertained Piper and made her think that 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 would happen between them.

"Lying?" Piper said, the heartbreak in her voice was audible "What do you mean " You would know"? "

"I-"

"Jason I know that- that I'm comparable to Reyna and that we haven't spent as much time together but I thought that this- this summer would... 𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 to you"

Jason stayed silent, it seemed like all his stupid decisions have finally caught on to him, he knew he couldn't afford to make more, he knew he had end this.

"One summer doesn't compare to eight. Piper... Listen I do like you but-"

"You 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 me, but you 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 her" Tears threatened to escape Piper's eyes, but she held it in.

"Yeah... That's right... I'm sorry Piper, but I don't hold any romantic feelings for you" Jason said, he hoped that phrasing it that way instead of directly saying 'I don't love you' would soften the blow but unfortunately that didn't seem to be the case as tears finally started running down Piper's cheeks.

"I see... I'll uh-... I'll see you later then" She said before storming out of the classroom, leaving Jason and forgetting her notebook.

He looked at the notebook for a while, then looked at his phone, more specifically the contact number titled "Reyna 👑"

He knew he didn't deserve someone like Piper. So he probably didn't deserve someone like Reyna either.

With a heavy heart, he put his phone back into his pocket, grabbed Piper's notebook, and headed to his next class.

[rainbowratsstuff]

what if I did lackadaisy headshot commissions like these? 🤔

[wambsgansshoelaces]

hey dawgs

I’d really appreciate constructive criticism on my writing! Idk something about it just feels off. Anyway, working on putting out longer chapters while you guys fight over who I write for 🥰

[total-fandom-tr45h]

Guys, I had an idea for an au while washing dishes today

So if any of you are older Disney fans and like the more obscure movies, you may remember Atlantis: The Lost Empire, with Milo Thatch the adorable dork nerd.

So!

Au based off that movie, with some differences.

Sun would take the place of Milo, but he would have Moon, who would be like a supportive brother/best friend that works at the museum with Sun and is just as into the idea of Atlantis existing, but doesn't show his enthusiasm outwardly like Sun.

Now, Y/n would take the place of Princess Kida, and really nothing would change with them except using gender neutral terms.

I haven't decided if Eclipse would come into play in this au, or the Glamrocks, but it would pretty much follow to plot of the movie and a such, but with y'know, added DCA adorableness.

It would only include the first movie though, and after that it would go it's own way from there.

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[cozylittleartblog]

Columbo and the Knight (1984)

put me in the universe where Columbo ran through the 1980s and had a crossover episode with Knight Rider. I think they deserved it, and I am not just saying that because they're my two favorite Old Shows. @telebeast wrote a little fanfic blurb about it and I HAD to visualize it into a comic (which is also the longest comic I have finished thus far at five pages...), so writing credit goes to them.

Autism W!

[haliaiii]

Please tell me I’m not the only one who sees this

[wavetapper]

rb this and tag your favourite soundtracks! they can be anything like games or movies or shows or whatever i wanna know what the best ones are 👀

[zzzenmui]

🌟 Monday's Melancholy 🎈

Extended version YT link: 【手描きプロセカ】 月曜日の憂鬱 (Monday's Melancholy) 【司類司】

About Monday’s Melancholy with Tsukasa and Rui. It’s about their first official meeting on kamikou’s rooftop. That’s why they’re wearing indoor slippers. and the drone in the title ahaha

The second half, it progresses from events… mainstory -> kamifes -> wms -> dazzling light. Other than it going by events, the colour also goes from orange/yellow (Tsukasa) -> pink (Emu) -> green (Nene) -> purple (Rui). The order of who officially joined the group.

A little something Rui’s Phenoix Wonderland’s ticket hm

[dukeofthomas]

I find the fact that the confrontation at the end of UTRH is often summarized as Jason asking Bruce to kill the Joker for him fascinating.

Because that's not what happened.

Jason holds a gun up to Joker's head, gives Bruce another, and tells him that if Bruce doesn't do something (shoot Jason), he will kill Joker.

Jason doesn't give the gun to Bruce so that he would shoot Joker. He isn't expecting Bruce to pull the trigger on the clown. He's asking Bruce to do nothing. To be inactive. Because that will still be a choice, and despite having done nothing, everybody clearly agrees that Bruce would still, at least in part, be responsible for Joker's death.

...And to me, this moment is a kind of- microcosm, of the rest of Jason's point. Because after being captured and carted off to Arkham, the villain will escape again, and will kill more people. The only way to truly prevent that from happening would be to kill them; Bruce refuses to do so, and I respect his right to choose such a thing for himself, but it is still a choice, and if we agree that Bruce's inaction during the confrontation would leave him at least partly responsible for the Joker's death, then we must also agree that his inaction in permanently preventing the Rogues from killing more people means he is also, partly, responsible for all of those deaths.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.

[gd-dollopole]

There’s something so sweet about this scene. Not only Arthur is surrounded by his knights, his friends, he still can’t seem to forget there’s someone missing.

And the way he approaches Merlin is nothing funny or sarcastic: it’s pure concern, it’s love, it’s respect.

Merlin admits he’s scared, without thinking about it twice, because yes, this is Arthur, the same man who makes fun of me on a daily, but he’s also my best friend, the man I love, and who I could lose, but I can’t tell him, but, oh God, if he needs to know I don’t want him to die. I’m the most powerful warlock on earth, yet I’m scared of Morgana, because she wants to kill Arthur, and I’m weak when it comes to him, I’m scared I won’t be able to protect him as I should (especially since Merlin has heard the prophecy that spoke of Arthur’s bane).

I like Arthur’s stunned face. Merlin is referring to his life. “You don’t care you could die?” And not only Arthur is shocked by it, because he thought Merlin knew his reasonings by now, knew that Arthur would never risk losing his knights, losing Merlin. But Arthur doesn’t care as long as his men are safe, as long as Merlin’s safe (because, let’s be honest, this conversation is nothing but a way for them to tell each other how they feel towards one another, without exposing themselves to the danger of this revelation). And Arthur needs to make something clear:

“Only about you.” Because Arthur brings Merlin everywhere like he’s a solider, a warrior, someone who knows how to fight with a sword, who’s an asset to Camelot and the kingdom itself, so he considers him an equal, someone he can sit with on a lower step and chat with about his fears, because he can be vulnerable with Merlin. Arthur knows he’s safe with him.

Arthur includes Merlin in his speech, and this is something that could mean, “Oh, so Merlin isn’t a friend, isn’t a brother, he’s so much more.” This scene is so impactful, because it’s one of those rare moments where Arthur shows how deeply he can love, how much risk he’s willing to take to bring peace to his kingdom and to his people: to the ones he loves.

And he knows his knights, he knows Merlin won’t abandon him, because he has never done it, and Arthur truly believes Merlin has no reason to do it now, even if he’s scared. It’s as if Arthur is asking, just to make sure, just to have the confirmation that they think the same of it.

And they do:

I wish I didn’t understand how much I’m willing to risk, and have already risked for you. Because this is why I’m here: for you and only for you.

The self deprecating smile, because Merlin can’t back down, he never will. He’s so frightened, yet not even the prospect of battling against Morgana and her army will make him run.

He has Arthur to protect.

The way he smiles, it’s as if he’s saying, “Why didn’t I understand this sooner? Arthur’s just like me.” But it’s the fact that they told each other this, they know now, after ten years, that they’re willing to do anything and more for the other to stay safe, to be alive, even if one of them isn’t.

Merlin tells Arthur. He watches him intensely, because Arthur needs to understand. He’s honest.

Arthur gets it, and he’s finally happy. He’s relieved that Merlin won’t abandon him, that he will stay by his side, like he always is, protecting him, fighting with him, and helping him.

Arthur smiles at Merlin like he’s seeing him for the first time, and he falls in love with him just that tad bit more.

[lazylittledragon]

ok i swear i'm not going to talk about my breakup forever but the thing that just keeps bothering me:

i know that not getting what you need in a relationship is a COMPLETELY valid reason to end it but also. i feel like having a very vulnerable moment where i opened up about my struggles with intimacy and being relieved that i didn't have to keep doing things i wasn't comfortable with, then being dumped a YEAR later because of my lack of intimacy. is something i should be allowed to be very hurt by???