#the blue onces make me just think i turned him into a smurf lmao

[straytheskies]

LOGAN DELOS + bisexual colours

Surprise gift for @frying-panties

[error707-thatdude]

Now for the final classpect chosen for the polls we've got Erik! First of the classpects in which I was certain about the class, not so much the aspect. Once again, dqxi spoilers!

I was somewhere between classpecting Erik as a Rogue of Time or Breathe.

The Rogue is a passive class, described as someone who invites the redistribution of, with, or through their aspect for the benefit if others. In other terms, they're sort of like a Robin Hood! They 'steal' [from/through] their aspect and give it to their team. From my understansing, Rogues are also known for having a perceived lack of their aspect, similar to a Page, but with a tendency to give the little they do have away.

As for aspects, I've got two I've been flipping between. Time is one of two essential aspects of a successful SBURB session, revolving around things like Rhythm, Inevitability, and Traditions/Patterns; there's also a big theme of Death and Sacrifice for Time players.

Breathe, like I said with Jasper, focuses on Freedom, Adaptability, and Leadership. The leadership theme in Blood and Breathe is a little different: Blood focuses on the community and keeping together, strengthening bonds, while Breathe is a more detached leader.

Okay so. It feels like a copout to have the 'thief with a heart of gold' character be the Rogue BUT LIKE SYLV- it just fits. And I have REASONS why I think he could be either Time or Breath.

I wanted to make SOMEONE a Time player, wanted to have them be a successful session. The self sacrificial themes (and to a degree, pattern/rhythm I think) are heavy with Erik, ever since the beginning: he took the brunt of the Vikings abuse for his sister, he got himself caught on the off chance some legend was real, he took a literal leap of faith off of a waterfall for someone he just met, sacrifices his memories so he has a shot at protecting his friends. He makes time for his teammates by giving them openings, cuts down the enemies time with his speed, etc. The themes of Death are also there, with him grieving his sister turned golden statue and her later almost killing him in a rage. (Actually lmao Mia could probably be a Thief, the active counterpart to a Rogue which is funny)

As for Breathe, we'd focus on the Freedom and Adaptability themes. This fits with the 'perceived lack of aspect' seeing as he didn't HAVE freedom, and even when he did he still spent it all on trying to find a solution for his sisters curse. He's adapted to every situation he's been in, knows what to say or how to act. Erik's story could be said to be him accepting his aspect of Freedom, not allowing himself to be tied down, and allowing himself to keep some.

So..... I may sort of kinda wanted him to be a Time player cuz 1) The colors contrast with his hair and 2) I didn't know who else to make a Time guy. Breathe suits him, it REALLY does but he's already BLUE I can't PUT HIM IN MORE BLUE. It's stupid ik but it is driving me insane. Also his super fast moves remind me of flashstepping and Dave Strider....... The more I write the more and more he sounds like the Breath guy I am Suffering.

Le sign. Smurf lookin mf /aff. Might need to start looking at someone else being the Time guy or..... act II end of the world is a Doomed timeline and Serenica is a Time player? So she helps them initiate a Scratch and have the Luminary go back to create a viable timeline?

See I'm totally smart.

Sometimes.

[cabinofimagines]

Love In Purple (Percy Jackson xF!Reader)

A/N: I’ve been waiting to use that fucking gif all MONTH. Also Percy and Y/N are married and are in like mid-twenties -Danny

P.D. Is this my last fic of the year on this blog? maybe so

Words: 1,064

Warnings: slight nsfw? I mean Percy takes off his shirt cause they taking a bath lmao

Request: Ok!! Ok yay!! I'm just so glad this blog is active!! I'll hold off on my requests until a later date haha. A Christmas suggestion, HMMM maybe something about baking/decorating holiday cookies with Percy? He probably just wants them all to be blue LOL. Anyways bless!!

“Okay so what’s the next part?”

“The next part is... uh, forcing... the forcing?”

“Let me see that,” You step closer, reading the laptop screen, “It says frosting, Percy. Remind me why do I let you read the instructions out loud when you’re the one with dyslexia?”

“Because you want to make the cookies on your own but I wanna help”

“Yeah,” You scrunch up your nose, “I think I can read and bake at the same time, go to the living room”

“No!” Percy pouts, holding onto the laptop, “You’re a klutz! You can’t be left alone in the kitchen, if you burn the house down my baby sister and my parents will be homeless”

“Rude! I’m an adult I’m totally capable of baking”

“Can you make some blue?” He asks with those puppy eyes that never fail, “You have to make blue food in this house, it’s the law”

“It’s Christmas, why would I paint them blue?”

“Cause it’s the law, Y/N!”

“Okay, how about you paint yours blue and I do the rest?” You chuckle, “cause if I use my tools for both the colors will mix up”

“On it, boss,” He gets up, kissing your cheek as he passes, “Why are you making so many by the way? My family is not that big”

“These are for the kids at camp too, not only the Jackson-Blofis,” You huff, “I’m making some for my siblings and my friends”

“They don’t deserve them,” He squints, “only us, give us all the cookies”

You laugh, shaking your head.

“I won’t give you all the cookies.”

“Then, I’m afraid I’ll have to steal them”

“I’m afraid I’ll have to cut your hands if you try to steal my food, Percy”

“Meh, I can risk it,” He smirks.

Percy fights with the bag that has the blue frosting he just did, unable to cut the tip so he can decorate his own cookies. You watch silently, not doing anything to help him until you see him biting on it.

“No-ugh, Percy stop that, it’s gross!”

“It won’t come out!”

“Here, I have scissors somewhere...”

You found them under the bowl and hand them to him.

“Use these”

“Thanks,” Percy smiles brightly, cutting the tip in less than a second, “now I can kick your ass at decorating”

“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna go?” You raise a brow.

“Yup,” He smiles cheekily.

“It’s on, then,” You stick out your tongue, going back to decorating your own set of cookies.

Both of you spend the next half hour trying to decorate, slash, sabotage your cookies, distracting the other person with gentle pushes and pretending to drop things above your heads. That until Percy decides to step further.

“Hey, Y/N you have something on your nose”

“What-”

He lifts his bag and smears your face with frosting, causing you to gasp in surprise.

“You didn’t,” You frown, cleaning your chin with the back of your hand.

“Hey, that new blush totally suits you,” He grins, “what is it? Smurf collection?”

“It’s called, Percy-is-a-dead-man,” You reply, pressing hard on your bag and staining Percy’s shirt.

“Hey, yours is red!” He complains, “My shirt is white, it looks like I went on a murder spree!”

“Shut up,” You move, this time so the frosting ends up on his nose, “now you’re Rudolph, the murderous reindeer”

You laugh as Percy drops his bag on the counter and pulls you closer by the waist, he cups your face with one hand and leans so he mixes the red frosting with the blue, half of your face now purple.

“Ew, stop!” You say between laughs, trying to move away, “it’s getting all over your hair now! It’s gonna get all sticky and gross”

“That’s okay, my hair is short,” He smiles stepping away just a little so he can see your face, “on the other hand, you will have to make a whole facial and shower”

“And why does that make you so happy?”

“Cause I can help with that too,” He winks, leaning again so he can kiss you.

You kiss him back, your arms around his neck and pulling him closer, getting the frosting everywhere though after his offer, you don’t seem to mind that much.

“Go get the things ready then, I’m almost done,” You whisper against his lips, giving him one last small kiss before breaking apart and turning your back to him.

“Sure thing!” He rushes over to the doorway, then stops, turning back one last time, “Y/N?”

“Hmmm?” You look over your shoulder, raising your brows.

“I love you,” Percy says with a little smile, going back to what he was doing before.

“I love you too!” You reply once he’s already gone.

When you finish you put most of your things away and look over to the plate of blue cookies Percy made, all quite decent. You make your way over to your bedroom and find Percy sitting on the edge of the bed, taking off his shirt.

“I saw the final result of your cookies in the counter,” You tease, walking over and grabbing your bathrobe from the closet.

“And?” He smirks when you stand in front of him, hugging your waist so his chin is leaning on your stomach, looking up at you.

“I think it was a fair tied”

“Tied?” Percy raises a brow, “I kicked your ass and you know it”

“Maybe,” You tilt your head, “but do you really want to make your wife feel defeated on Christmas Eve?”

“My wife plays mind games with me on Christmas Eve to make me feel bad for my own achievements, do you think that’s fair?”

You scoff, walking away from his grasp.

“Okay fair, but I won’t let you spend so much time listening to Annie’s arguments with the rest of the group, you’re actually learning how to win”

Percy laughs, standing up and following you to the bathroom.

“I know you actually think it’s sexy, so you won’t stop my lessons,” He jocks.

“Who are you and what did you do to my dork?” You put a hand on your chest, pretending to be shocked.

Both of you reach the bathroom and Percy closes the door behind you, only the sound of water and the faint vapor keeping you company. 

[artificialqueens]

Cool Blue (Biadore) - Whiskey Neat

A/N: Not sure why or how I even thought of this idea but I wrote it cause it seemed funny. (It’s a lot funnier if you actually think about it happening in real life) But anyway it’s basically just Danny getting scared of stupid shit while he’s drunk lmao enjoy!

It was the end of the night. A night that had been filled with many mixes of alcoholic drinks and many memories that wouldn’t be remembered tomorrow. Roy, who had decided to opt out of drinking that night, was currently leading Danny, who was so far beyond the point of wasted that Roy couldn’t believe he was still conscious, back to his apartment. 

When their Lyft arrived outside of Roy’s building, Roy practically had to drag Danny out of the car, while the younger boy clung onto the seatbelt, incoherently mumbling about how he just wanted to sleep. 

Eventually though, Roy did manage to get him fully out of the car and onto the sidewalk where Danny clumsily collapsed onto the pavement and decided to make the sidewalk his new bed. 

“Uh-uh. Get up.” Roy said sternly, grabbing hold of Danny’s arms and attempting to pull him up but since Roy was so much shorter than Danny, pulling the lanky boy up turned out to be a task much more difficult than he expected. 

Danny whined as Roy pulled him into a sitting position. “I-I’m sleepinggggg” Danny slurred before letting the upright part of his body fall backwards onto the sidewalk again, hitting the back of his head on it in the process. 

“Stop it, you’re gonna give yourself brain damage, you idiot” Roy scolded, putting a hand under Danny’s head to make sure he wouldn’t hit it again. 

Danny didn’t seem to be hurt though, nuzzling into Roy’s touch and making a sound of contentment. 

But soon Roy pushed Danny away and said for what felt like the hundredth time, “you have to get up Daniel" 

“Whyyyyy?” Danny drawled. All he wanted to do was sleep and he couldn’t understand why Roy wouldn’t just let him do that. 

“Because you’re still on the sidewalk if you haven’t noticed…” Roy told him, the annoyance becoming clearer in his voice. 

Danny opened his eyes halfway and looked around. Oh. When he saw the stars shining brightly in the sky above him instead of a bedroom ceiling it suddenly hit him that whatever he was laying on wasn’t a bed. Instead it was cold and hard and he didn’t like it. 

He sat up a bit but immediately regretted it when the world started spinning. Danny groaned and rubbed his temples, suddenly feeling nauseous. 

Roy took the opportunity while Danny was sitting up to channel all his strength and pull the other boy to his feet and start struggling to lead him into the building. 

Leaning his full weight onto Roy, Danny squeezed his eyes shut once again in attempts to make the sick dizzy feeling go away. It worked a little bit but it all came back even worse every time he had to peek through his tightly closed eyelids to make sure Roy wasn’t going to lead him off the edge of the earth or something. 

They made it to the elevator and Roy pressed the button. Roy lived on an upper floor so the ride was a bit longer. The movement of the elevator wasn’t making Danny’s situation any better. His head was now swimming even with his eyes closed. He could just feel the dizziness throughout his whole body, making the urge to throw up even stronger. He didn’t want to be drunk anymore. What started as something fun now left him feeling awful and gross. 

The elevator finally came to a stop on Roy’s floor and the doors opened. Roy put his arm back around Danny’s waist and tried to pull him away from where he was leaning against the wall of the elevator. “Wait” Danny choked out, putting his arm out in front of Roy, signaling for him to stay there. Feeling so sick had sobered him up a bit, enough to know that if he didn’t take a minute to calm his body he wasn’t going to make it. He wrapped his arms around himself and kept his eyes closed, taking a few deep breaths and puffing out his cheeks as he exhaled, trying to brace himself for the last 20 feet of their journey. 

“Dan my apartment is right th-” Roy cut himself off as he realized what was happening. “Oh hell no, you are not puking in here.” He told Danny as he quickly but carefully guided him out of the elevator and towards his front door. 

Roy pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the door as fast as he could. Before he could push it open, Danny was already one step ahead of him, opening the door so fast that it slammed against the wall, probably waking up the neighbors, while Danny clumsily made a beeline for the bathroom. 

Seconds later, Roy hears the sound of gagging coming from down the hall. He rolled his eyes and took his coat off, wondering why Danny does this to himself so often. He locked the front door and headed towards the bathroom to comfort Danny, whom he knew never liked to be alone when he was feeling sick. 

He entered the room, flipped the light on, and sat on the floor next to Danny and began rubbing his back. 

A few moments later Danny lifted his head from the toilet bowl and sniffled. He was about to flush it but paused abruptly when his eyes adjusted to the light and saw what was in the toilet. The substance he had just thrown up was a bright shade of blue.

In his drunken state he panicked a little and asked “Why is it blue?” looking at Roy with wide eyes, voice getting higher and shakier as he spoke like it did when he was about to cry. 

Roy too glanced at the contents of the toilet. Danny wasn’t kidding, it really was blue. “What did you eat, baby?” Roy asked, laughing a little at how freaked out Danny was. 

“Nothing that would make it look like that!” Danny said through tears as his drunken state of mind made this seem 100 times scarier than it really was. 

Pulling him in for a hug and rocking them back and forth on the floor, Roy still thought it was funny how big of a deal Danny thought this was but he knew he couldn’t just tell him to calm down because he was being dramatic. “Don’t worry about it Dan, it’s nothing to cry over” he told him, running a hand through his hair.

Danny’s sobs didn’t stop though. He lifted his head from Roy’s chest and looked up at him with big, shiny green eyes. “Am I gonna die?” He asked in a shaky voice, with the most serious look on his face. 

Roy laughed and hugged him tighter than before and rocked back and forth again, telling him, “No baby, you’re not gonna die. I’m sure you ate or drank something blue earlier and just don’t remember it." 

Danny didn’t say anything. He just continued to shake with silent tears in Roy’s arms, fully convinced that he must have murdered a smurf and ate the evidence and now it was just a matter of time before the dead smurf’s family came and sought vengeance. 

Roy leaned forward and flushed the toilet, all the remnants of Danny’s colorful situation no longer in sight. "See? Now you don’t have to look at it anymore. Out of sight, out of mind, yeah?" 

"No” Danny whimpered. 

“And why’s that?” Roy asked. 

“Cause I need to throw up again but I’m scared it’s gonna look the same and then I’m gonna die. I fucking ate a smurf and its family is gonna come kill me for it. I didn’t mean to do it, Roy, I’m too young to die!” Danny cried, frantically shaking Roy by the shoulders. 

“If you need to puke again then do it. You’ll feel better. And I’ll be right here with you the whole time to fight off any rabid smurfs, okay? There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Roy reassured, struggling to hold back his laughter as he grabbed Danny’s hands and held them. 

Danny groaned and turned to lean his arms on the edges of the bowl and rest his head on them. He spit into the toilet and took a deep breath. “Promise you won’t let them hurt me?" 

"I promise. It’s okay Dan, just let it out” Roy said as he rubbed the younger boys back. “You can close your eyes if you want, you don’t even have to look at it.”

Danny took Roy’s advice and squeezed his eyes shut before the wave of nausea hit him and the rest of the alcohol he had drank throughout the night left his body. 

When he was done, Roy flushed the toilet for him before Danny opened his eyes, just to save him the fear of seeing that the contents of his stomach were indeed still blue. 

“See? It wasn’t that bad, was it?” Roy asked. 

“Mhmm” Danny grumbled, giving Roy a look that said “yes, it WAS that bad” before cuddling back into Roy. 

“Oh, you’re fine” Roy said, with no real bite to his words, “now let’s get you into bed, okay?” He helped Danny stand up and walk into Roy’s bedroom where the dogs were waiting for them. He tucked Danny in and left him with Sammy and Dede to keep him company for a few minutes while Roy went to the kitchen to get some water for his friend. 

On his way back to the bedroom, Roy noticed an empty Gatorade bottle sitting on the end table next to the couch. He never drank Gatorade so that meant Danny must’ve brought it over earlier that day. He went to grab it so he could throw it away but not before reading the label. “This fucking bitch” he thought. 

“Hey Danny, guess what I found?” He said comically, as he entered his bedroom to find Danny half-asleep and cuddling Dede like his life depended on her. 

“Wha-?” Danny asked. 

“A bottle of Gatorade that you drank before we went out earlier” Roy told him. 

“…….so?” Danny asked again, his foggy brain not understanding what Roy was trying to tell him. 

“Do you know what the flavor is?” Roy asked. 

Danny just looked at Roy and blinked, waiting for an answer. 

“Cool Blue." 

[cheonjaem-blog]

wanna one as types of boyfriends

yoon jisung:

the walking meme. everything he does is fucking hilarious. you literally have 2000 photos of him on your phone which could be edited into potential memes. there’s never a sad/boring day in your life. he’s actually always super excited about everything and you always sometimes question his mental age but you still think it’s really cute. always makes stupid puns and jokes to make you laugh (that sometimes even results to self degradation). all that makes him happy is seeing you smile, so he makes that his daily goal. likes to send you weird pictures of him using different filters on snapchat that you obviously screenshot. he’s super funny and your whole family loves him, especially the kids. “auntie when are you getting married to uncle jisung?” “soon” “um jisung wtf stop lying to the kids” “i never said i was lying”

ha sungwoon:

the tea sipper. he has the dirt on everyone, and i mean everyone. knows what’s going on in your life, your neighbor’s life, and your second cousin’s uncle’s grandfather’s life. your dates consist of gossiping with the neighborhood aunties every week at the book club he organized. wants to know how your day is and knows you so well that he can tell when your feeling down. sings to make you feel better, and if that doesn’t make you smile, he’ll probably pull out the big guns and start dancing to girl’s day something. doesn’t mind embarrassing himself if it makes you happy :’). doesn’t like it when you call him cute bc he’s “manly not cute”. tries to fight other people when they talk shit about you. talks a lot!!! like when you’re trying to catch some z’s, all he does is talk about how your neighbor’s husband is cheating on her with her sister??? “omg don’t tell anyone but jisoo’s husband is cheating on her with her own sister” “wtf how do you know?? did you stalk her husband again??” “no way, i was throwing away the trash and i saw them?? coincidentally??”

hwang minhyun:

the perfectionist. a little ocd and always needs everything to be super clean and organized. he told you that he had perfect attendance in school and always had straight a’s. his skin is perfect, his visuals are perfect, and his voice is perfect. sometimes you feel like he’s too good for you, but then you remember how much of an awkward loser he is in real life. texts you the most romantic things, but can’t say it in person to you. you like to tease him a lot for being an awkward antisocial person. very easily embarrassed person. not a big pda person. blushes a lot. doesn’t know how to convey his feelings into words or actions, but it’s okay bc you know he’s trying hard. he looks like a cold tsundere but sike he’s a soft mochi on the inside. smiles a lot more now bc “you make me happy i guess”. 

ong seongwoo:

the prankster. he loves messing around with you and pissing you off. one time he put blue dye into your body wash and you came out of the shower looking like a smurf. you guys end up having prank wars and once you even super glued his feet into his shoes. when he’s not thinking of ingenious plans to prank you, he’s actually a really sweet boyfriend. sometimes he takes you out on spontaneous dates to that fancy restaurant across town to make up an excuse to see you wear a beautiful dress. but he loves taking you on midnight rides. like he’ll drive you in silence as you enjoy the night sky and talk to you about random things and let you rant about your inner thoughts. “stop staring at me ong!! focus on the road” “you’re just too beautiful. you distracted me”

kim jaehwan:

the musician. he confessed to you in broad daylight while playing the guitar and singing a song written for you. you guys were sitting on a bench in the city and he randomly whips out his guitar and starts singing. a crowd gathers around you eventually, and they cheer when you accept his confession. he likes to write songs in the middle of the night, so you’ll probably wake up at 3 AM and hear him playing random chords on the piano and writing lyrics in the dark. he writes songs thinking about you and likes to sing to you when you have trouble sleeping. also super extra!! likes to boast about things that he can’t do like karate and playing soccer. he told you that he used to play soccer in middle school, but when you actually took him out to play he said “yeah i played soccer. i played fifa” “ugh i hate you so much right now”

kang daniel:

the gamer. he’s a huge fucking loser, and he loves playing league and overwatch and basically every game ever. tried to teach you how to play league once but you never understood anything, so he ended up carrying the team and winning. spends 95% of his time indoors, but he also likes to cuddle with you when he’s gaming. makes you sit on his lap while he wraps his arms around you and rests his chin on your head when he plays. likes taking you to comicon or any other nerdy convention. but it’s endearing to see him so excited about cosplayers. “cosplay with me next year” “lol how about a no”

park jihoon:

the prince. on top of his handsome looks and dancing skills, he was also born with a silver spoon in his mouth. buys you everything you’ve ever wanted and then some. but you’re not interested in materialism ok yes you are but you’re more interested in him. so he doesn’t really understand love?? like he’s always been loved by his parents but he tries his hardest to convey his feelings for you without extravagant gifts. like this is the first time someone told him that they didn’t want a new car and he doesn’t understand why you don’t want a mercedes benz but it’s your loss?? he takes you to nice dates at super expensive high end restaurants while you assure him that getting a take-away pizza is always fine too. wears gucci and givenchy and saint laurent and tries to buy you clothes from there too but one dress is worth more than your life??? he likes to sleep on your shoulder while you stroke his hair. really cute relationship full of $$$. if you need a sugar daddy you know who to call. “you want a new car?” “wtf no i want a new boyfriend” “>:((((”  

park woojin:

the shy turned wild one. yeah he was really shy when you first met but now he wildin. you tried taking him to a family party once but he was getting too into his dancing and ended up grinding the floor. what happened to the shy bean that couldn’t look you in the eye?? sometimes he’s still really shy around people he just met, and he kind of attaches himself to you. but dancing really makes him let everything go, and he tries to teach you choreographies to your favorite songs. taught you how to dance to red velvet and exo and rap to okey dokey. dates consists of dance lessons and chilling at home watching smtm together. bet milk tea on who’s going to make it to the finals. “yo it’s gonna be nucksal” “oh hell no i’m betting on hangzoo” “wow it’s only bc you like zico & dean more smh i thought you loved me”

bae jinyoung:

the nerd that turned hot. you known him since elementary school but boy did he glow up in high school. the last thing you remember was him being that smart nerd that never talked, but now he has a whole army of girls chasing after him. outside appearance may have changed but he’s still a nerd. dates consists of chilling at home and watching the latest episode of the anime y’all like while cuddling. takes you to animecon where you cringe at the weebs but where he enjoys every moment of it. likes taking you to manga and anime stores. dreams of going to japan with you. also likes to buy you cute couple charms for your phone. “i bought you the touka charm bc you’re the touka to my kaneki” “you’re such a fucking weeb lmao but sasaki is better”

lee daehwi:

the foreign swagger. yeah he lived in america for 4 years, that’s why he’s here man. just kidding, he’s a super adorable boyfriend that sometimes mixes up his languages when he’s flustered. super caring and always frets over you. nags you a lot when you get sick. “i told you not to go outside without a jacket!” but really good music tastes. makes different spotify playlists for you to listen to when you’re sad or tryna to get turnt. likes shopping dates!! he is your personal fashion designer and buys cute dresses when he thinks you look cute in them. “i thought this color suited you really well, so i bought it!” “um but it says it’s $300″ “oops?”

lai guanlin:

the athlete. he likes every sport but he’s super obsessed with basketball dude. like he’ll take you out to the nearest basketball court to shoot with him even if you can’t make a shot for your life. dw he’ll teach you the proper shooting form and how to dribble. you’ll end up having lots of cute basketball dates and afterward he’ll probably take you out for ice cream. likes to rest his head in your lap as he practices his shooting form laying down. lots of after-practice cuddles. “ew guanlin you’re so sweaty. get off of me” “no i like staying with you like this”