#the only one I’ve ever watched and enjoyed is literally the Percy Jackson show

[jasonisntboring]

Sometimes my friends will talk about shows they watch like ‘Owl House’ or ‘The Office’ and they’ll ask me if I’ve watched them and I’ll have to say no bc I don’t actually watch shows like that and then they’ll be like “oh you don’t watch a lot of tv do you?” And I’ll be like “yea actually you’re right”

No, actually, they’re not right bc after every conversation like this I’ve had I remember almost immediately after they’re gone that I do watch tv all the time (or at least I did, not so much after I moved tho) but I’m (re)watching shows like ‘Lalaloopsy’, ‘Voltron: Legendary Defender’, ‘Lolirock’, ‘Glitter Force’ (both of them), and ‘Hoodwinked’ (it’s a movie abt red riding hood and her grandmother and I love it so much and nobody ever knows what it is for some reason)

But, like, those are what I watch w whenever I actually feel like sitting down and watching shows

I know the whole song ‘Revolution’ from ‘Lolirock’ by heart

[thejudgingtrash]

Virgin Percy and chad Annabeth omg

Here you go, love! :D Also kids feel free to stay away. It’s sfw/nothing explicit is going on, everyone is an adult but obviously there are small references about sex.

Let me swing that cliched trope, anon! :D also thank you again Torie @percyheartsannabeth ^^

Red Solo Cup (WC: 2.4k)

It didn’t come as a surprise to Percy that Annabeth rushed past him into his apartment and threw herself onto the sofa. She basically was at home at the Jackson’s and a more than welcome guest. “What happened?” Percy asked.

“Broke off with Ethan,” the blonde shrugged and grabbed his cherry coke. Another boyfriend that the college freshman dumped, another nonchalant reaction from his 19-year-old friend. Percy had learned early on not to ask Annabeth why her relationships didn’t work out. His best friend would rage into a monologue for hours and talk about every little detail. Every single one.

From the small size of a penis, to the number of warts her ex’s grandma had. Every detail. Percy had been burned more than once before.

“Well another one bites the dust,” the young woman said and turned her favorite show on. Percy had to admit. He was jealous. Whereas Annabeth was living her fullest and free as a bird with relationships and flings, he didn’t. Instead of hanging out with new friends, he stayed in and babysat his sister. His interactions were mostly limited to group chats. The Dominican rarely got out. Percy didn’t know whether it was social anxiety speaking or just an extreme case of introversion.

He looked okay, passable. According to some of Annabeth’s girlfriends he was cute and looked exotic, although he didn’t like that word. Having light eyes and a deep complexion shouldn’t count as looking exotic. Percy wasn’t built like his cousin Charles Beckendorf and he also didn’t have the charm of Annabeth’s ex Luke Castellan. Or the coolness of Annabeth’s latest fallen boyfriend Ethan Nakamura. But he was passable. More than fine. Not a huge slob, a great listener, an amazing cook and a great friend. So how come he never had a real relationship. How come that he never had been kissed, that he still remained a virgin to that day? Was his quietness that off putting? Percy just hoped that he wouldn’t join the crazy ranks of 40-year-old incels spewing their bullshit online and potentially harming people. He just wanted to find his soulmate he could cover in his baking goods.

“What’s going on?” asked Annabeth who was confused at his silence. Percy was usually way more talkative and would fight for the remote control because he hated watching her dramas.

“I don’t know. I’d really like to meet someone to talk to,” he confessed and didn’t dare to look her in the eyes.

“Huh? What do you mean? We’re talking right now.” She took another sip from his drink.

Percy rolled his eyes. “That’s not what I meant. I’d like to have a relationship. Explore crushes and love and all of that.”

Annabeth was surprised. She didn’t know that being single annoyed him that much. “Oh please. Relationships are overrated. Trust me.”

“It’s not just that. I haven’t got any experience.” Percy was a terrible flirter. Sweaty palms, accelerated heartbeat, and stuttering. Middle school and high school had been hell. “I haven’t even kissed someone and I’m nearly twenty!”

“So what? You’re making a deal out of this. It’s so weird and just not like you. That literally doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of life. Don’t force it. When you’re ready, you’re ready.” His friend shrugged. “Also, if I remember correctly, we have kissed before.”

A sloppy wet kiss that Percy buried deep into the darkest pits of his mind.

“Come on, Annabeth.” Percy rolled his eyes. He almost would have been offended if he hadn’t been so tired. “That was in ninth grade and part of truth or dare.”

Annabeth crossed her arms. “I still think that counts!” she disagreed.

Percy just sunk into the sofa and sighed. “Alright. How many people have I kissed that haven’t been you?”

Annabeth remained quiet. Percy had a point. He really didn’t go out to meet new people. Meet new friends or acquaintances. Meet someone who he could see as a date. The blonde felt uneasy and licked her lips. Her gaze rested on the young man next to her who had a sour expression on her face and continued watching Grey’s Anatomy against his wishes.

“Okay, Mr. I’d like a relationship. There’s a party next week at Reyna’s,” Annabeth started and caught his attention.

“You want to have some experiences? That’ll be the place to be and see what you’ve got. You’re in?”

Percy had to admit. He felt uneasy and nervous. But then he sealed his fate and nodded.

“Okay, let’s go to bed, I’m tired.” Annabeth and he sleeping in the same bed was a habit they had ever since they were nine and it never stopped.

The week passed. Seminars and classes had been attended and assignments were half way done. Friday evening was the time where everyone was finally letting loose. Percy was getting ready in his room.

Annabeth’s advice was a text she had sent an hour earlier which only said don’t show up naked, wear something comfortable. Not particularly helpful. He settled for a white dress shirt and dark jeans. Perhaps too much, perhaps too little. He wasn’t a party person so he wouldn’t know. It wasn’t much until he saw Annabeth in front of Reyna’s house where people were already drinking and laughing in front of it. She was speaking to a little group of people and seemingly cracked a joke as they began to laugh.

“Percy!” She waved him over. She looked good in her jeans and the dark crop top. Lose golden curls that rested on her shoulders. The group dissolved and entered the house.

Annabeth examined him. “You look good,” she smiled.

“Likewise.”

Annabeth’s mouth was agape. Then she laughed. “You really need a lesson in flirting. Let me be your teacher.” He’d rather not. Annabeth in hunting mode was something you only wanted to witness once.

As soon as they stepped into the house, they were greeted by clouds of weed, sweat and cheap alcohol. A brunette shadow walked up to them.

“Perseus! You made it!” Reyna hugged him and he stiffly hugged her back. Yes, he was that bad with people. Even people he had known for years.

“Hi Reyna,” he laughed. Reyna raised an eyebrow and looked at Annabeth. The native Puerto Rican thought that Percy would bounce like he always did.

“Reyna!” Thalia, Reyna’s girlfriend called for her.

“Okay, see you guys around.” Reyna excused herself.

Annabeth turned to Percy. “Alright. Let’s scout and watch out for some prey for you.”

“You’re making it sound like you’re Bear Grylls ready to fight for some survival shit.” Percy was weirded out. Party Annabeth was scary.

Annabeth laughed and slapped his shoulder. “That’s basically the spirit.”

He followed her into the living room which was full of drunkards shouting and grinding over the worst DJ Khaled remix that he has ever heard. Before Annabeth could talk about the plans she had in her mind for Percy, the fates had other intentions for them.

“Oh hey! Annabeth, right?” Some blond schmuck approached them. He looked like a trust fund baby that has never heard the word no in his life before.

“Octavian! Oh my god, it’s been a while!” They hugged and Percy felt incredibly awkward. Being the third wheel was not fun.

“Who’s that?” Octavian eyes the tall young man behind her.

“Oh, that’s just Percy, don’t mind him.” Ouch. That hurt.

“I’m going to get myself something to drink. You two have fun,” Percy decided. Annabeth waved and promptly forgot about him.

Percy fought his way to the kitchen. He had forgotten how rude drunk and high people could be, especially when they loved to block paths. As he entered the kitchen, he ran into someone. A young woman with auburn hair and a frown on her face.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” He asked and helped her stand up right.

“Oh yeah. I’m just tired of this place. Why did I agree to come to this party?” she sighed and was glad that the cute stranger wasn’t part of the annoying drunk crowd.

“I feel you. I hate this,” he sighed. They both shared a smile and a laugh.

“Why did we agree to this?” she giggled.

“I guess we like to torture ourselves,” Percy chuckled. She was nice. Found an instant liking to her. “Percy,” he introduced himself.

“Call me Calypso,” she smiled. An instant connection had been made.

“Want to drink something? Non-alcoholic that is?” Percy proposed and hoped that his voice didn’t crack.

“Gladly,” she left and took his hand.

It dawned Annabeth slowly. She had forgotten something. Didn’t she come to this party with an intention? Not just drinking and dancing. But something else. The college student had been talking to Octavian, danced with him, talked a bit with his friends and now they were alone again. It was abundantly clear that he was interested in a short fling.

“Oh fuck,” she remembered what she had forgotten. Or more who she had forgotten. Percy. Where was he?

“Huh?” Octavian asked.

“I’ve got to check in on a friend, don’t move, I’ll be right back,” the blonde smiled and winked.

“Oh, alright.” Octavian said. He was trapped in Annabeth’s web. Just the way she liked it.

Annabeth looked out for Percy. She had seen her friends Piper, Clarisse, Hazel and Reyna again but none of them had seen him. Annabeth checked her phone. Apart from Instagram stories that had been shared frantically, no new messages. Percy was the type to text her immediately should he leave. Hell, he would have told her in person.

She reentered the living room with a frown on her face. Her gray eyes scanned the area and actually found his messy black haircut on the dancefloor fairly easy. Percy and dancing. A smile slipped onto Annabeth’s face. Then it dropped. Percy wasn’t working it in the middle of the room alone. He had his hands around the waist of a curvy small brunette. Percy had gotten his wish. The entire purpose of this operation was to meet someone new. And the way he threw his head back to laugh proved that he fairly enjoyed himself.

Annabeth felt a thing and that one thing only: boiling rage. Her feet acted immediately. She marched to the dancefloor and pushed everyone aside that had been in her way until she got to Percy and the mysterious girl at his side.

“Percy! There you are!” Annabeth said and threw herself onto him in a hug and broke his embrace with the stranger. Then she grabbed him and pulled him out of the crowd. Confused, the mystery girl followed them.

Percy was perplexed and looked down at Annabeth, who was behaving very oddly. That was not the usual chill Annabeth he knew. Percy looked to Calypso and saw the hurt in her eyes. Oh no, she must think we’re together, he thought.

“Uh, Calypso this is Annabeth, a friend of mine,” Percy explained and saw how the brunette visibly relaxed.

“Best friend you meant to say,” Annabeth corrected and stole his red solo cup. She had to admit that being reduced to a friend hurt her way too much. Her smile cracked at the taste of soda instead of a delicious liquor. She had forgotten that Percy was a non-drinker in the heat of the moment. She needed something that would wash her annoyance away. Annabeth shook hands with that Calypso girl.

“Calypso, like the dance?” she asked with a slightly condescending tone.

“Uh yeah, exactly. Like the dance.” Calypso said and raised an eyebrow as Annabeth got a hold of Percy’s arm.

Percy looked back to Annabeth and gently tried to pry her off. Her grip only tightened, and her fingernails dug into his skin.

“And what is this supposed to be?” Calypso asked and pointed at Annabeth who claimed Percy’s complete right side. She sounded annoyed.

“Nothing,” Annabeth innocently smiled. The cold harsh look in her eyes said something else.

“Um, Annabeth, weren’t you talking with that Octavian guy? Or what was his name?” Percy’s discomfort was clear, and Annabeth ignored the hint.

“Oh yes, but I’d rather spend my time with you!” she grinned and didn’t let go of him.

“Sorry girlie but it’s clear that you’re ruining our moment.” Calypso’s hand waved between her and Percy.

“What moment? Am I not allowed to hang out with my best friend?” The irritation in Annabeth’s voice rose. Percy and Calypso looked at her in shock.

“If he’s your best friend, then I’m pretty sure that you’ll see enough of him? Just leave.” Calypso rolled her eyes.

“What if I don’t want to?” Annabeth innocently pouted and tilted her head. “Percy’s always there for me which is what I want right now. Sorry Calypso. We’re having a moment right now.”

Calypso’s mouth pressed into a thin line. Annabeth enjoyed seeing her frustration rise up.

“Alright, listen Annabeth normally I wouldn’t say this but you-” Calypso’s eyes widened. Annabeth had turned Percy’s head to herself and pressed a kiss onto his lips.

Percy’s eyes widened before they automatically shut down. Annabeth was an excellent kisser and her soft lips felt like a dream. Percy had to admit that he enjoyed the kiss. He enjoyed it way too much. Then he broke it off. Shock was written on his face and his eyes wandered from the all too pleased Annabeth to a speechless and hurt Calypso.

“I can’t believe it.” Calypso shook her head, turned around and left.

Annabeth smiled a victorious grin. Then she looked up to Percy and saw him for the first time. Not as a friend, but as a handsome guy that she happened to know all too well. His sea green eyes scanned her face and his lips were slightly parted.

“Annabeth, what in the fuck was that-” Annabeth cut him off with yet another kiss that she deepened. This time Percy didn’t break the kiss off. He held her tight and touched her warm back. He felt her grinning between the kisses.

“Come with me.” Annabeth said. She didn’t give him a choice. She took his hand and dragged him out of the building. Party be damned, they could celebrate at home amongst other activities. Alone.

“What are you doing? Where are we going?” Percy asked.

“Oh,” she said and turned around to look him in the eyes. “I’m just making sure that no one else is bothering you.”

The End

Tbh, I don’t mind me some hot girl Annabeth... Thanks again for the suggestion, anon!

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[vamandi]

fandoms.

batfamily

⤷ bookmarks

thoughts. tbh i don't quite remember when i started getting into dc comics. but when i found out there were multiple robins i flipped my lid and found out all about them. then i got into this batfamily hell.

faves. jason todd. tim drake. cassandra cain. stephanie brown. barbara gordon.

currently. working up the nerve to watch the snyder cut.

related tags. #reblog — batfamily • #reblog — dc comics

bts

thoughts. okay so i got covid (omicron phase) and was bored af so i decided to go through some character development and have a bts arc. my bf said “you really don’t have to do that” but i wanted to expand my music tastes. and i get it lol their music has got a funky lil bop. and then a day after i tested positive, suga tested positive rip. and then, rm and jin the day after. bad way to start my bts arc.

faves. silver spoon. outro : ego. save me. dope. euphoria.

currently. omg i can’t believe i actually bought v’s faces set of brooches.

camp half-blood chronicles

thoughts. i was and still am a giant greek mythology nerd. live and breathe for the mythology and history of greece. fuckin' took latin in high school instead of a real language that i could actually use to communicate with people.

faves. nico diangelo. annabeth chase. percy jackson. jason grace. leo valdez.

currently. excited for the new pjo adaption but don’t wanna give disney+ the satisfaction of taking my money.

related tags. #reblog — camp half–blood chronicles

haikyuu!!

⤷ masterlist • bookmarks

thoughts. omfg my brother tried to convince me to watch this show but i was like “nah bc i don’t care about volleyball and i'm not a huge fan of anime.” but omfg saw a gif set of kuroo on my dashboard one day and literally switched to a new tab to start watching for HIM. it was truly love at first sight with him.

faves. kuroo tetsurō. oikawa torū. kita shinsuke. akaashi keiji. iwaizumi hajime.

currently. finished the anime and the manga!! now it’s extra special bc it’s the first manga i’ve ever read hehe!!

related tags. #haikyuu!! • #haikyuu!! edit • #hq!! • #hq!! edit • #reblog — haikyuu!!

jujutsu kaisen

thoughts. both my brothers and my bf have tried to explain to me how this show works and i was interested in the world but i didn’t understand how curses work and why would he eat a finger in the first place. watched it while high with my brother and had to rewatch it to make sure i was seein things right. still watching it but still kinda confused on how the world works.

faves. chōsō. okkotsu yūta. nanami kento. gojō satoru. itadori yūji.

currently. caught up with the anime and manga!!! waitin for season 2!!

related tags. #reblog — jjk

my hero academia

⤷ masterlist • bookmarks

thoughts. lol remember when dabi was trending the day the 2020 election results were called? literally looked up dabi bc i was like “wtf is that?” then saw a pic of hawks. looked up more pics of hawks and talked to my brothers about bnha and whether or not i should watch it. decided to watch it for hawks so imagine how disappointed i was when my brothers told me he doesn’t show up til season 4 and only for a hot min. but it’s okay bc i found some faves on the way.

faves. shinsō hitoshi. todoroki shōto. bakugō katsuki. aizawa shōta. hawks.

currently. caught up with anime!!

related tags. #bnha • #bnha edit • #mha • #mha edit • #reblog — bnha

wizarding world

⤷ bookmarks

thoughts. very problematic, i am aware of this. but started reading them when i was really young. rereading them now, i am now more aware of its problems, but i’ve been a fan of it for a long time. i do believe you can enjoy the creation without the creator.

faves. remus lupin. sirius black. minerva mcgonagall. draco malfoy. regulus black.

related tags. #reblog — wizarding world

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[thoughtsofanexcitedspacechild]

50 things I’ve learned this year during a global pandemic/general life advice from your local teenage train wreck :) (Pt. 1)

1. It’s okay to let go. Of things, people, old interests, even your past self. It doesn’t matter. If it isn’t benefiting you anymore, it’s okay to let things go.  

2. No relationship is worth pursuing that doesn’t match your energy. If someone’s not matching the love you give them, pull back to match their energy. That way, you save your energy for the people in your life that do. Most times, the people who do match your love and energy are the one’s that are in it for the long run and will be there for you. 

3. Stop caring what other people think about your interest. Often times we have so much shame for liking what we like. Why is that? If it isn’t hurting anyone, then why does it matter that you have an obscure taste in music, books, movies, etc.? Stop apologizing for what you like!

4. It’s okay to not want to grow up, even if that’s all you wanted to do as a kid. You don’t have to grow up. 

5. Going off of that, if you’re a “gifted” or “mature” kid, it’s okay to mourn your childhood you never had. Watch that show that you never did as a kid and fall in love with it. Finger paint with no exterior motive. Read way below your reading level. Reread Harry Potter or the Percy Jackson series. Play outside. You deserve it. 

6. “Kids” shows, including atla, lok, etc. often have more complex and interesting plots and characters than most “adult” shows these days. Don’t dismiss something just because it’s geared for a younger audience. Watch and learn from them. 

7. The changes you want to happen don’t suddenly happen. They’ll happen after many months of trial, error, and consistency. Take baby steps and celebrate small victories. 

8. You’re body will always be imperfect, and it’s okay. You’ll eventually learn to accept it once it doesn’t change so fast during adolescence, but don’t feel pressured to. It’s okay to not like how you look, just don’t let it keep you from enjoying life and your body from serving it’s purpose. 

9. Most high school guys don’t want a serious, long term relationship yet. They all have to mature a little bit for that, and it’s normal to feel frustrated about it, but don’t blame them too hard for it. You matured at a faster rate then them, and they still need a little more time. The best thing to do it wait for it. 

10. Questioning your sexuality is a normal part of life. You like guys? Good! You into girls? Great! It literally doesn’t matter, and God doesn’t really care either. There’s nothing in the Bible against it, and he made you that way right? Why not embrace it! Asami was your first gai crush? WONDERFUL! me too! Want to label yourself? I’ll respect and support whatever your decision is! Don’t know or don’t want to? Also perfect!

11. God (or whatever you believe in, or don’t!) made you imperfect for a reason: to embrace those imperfections and grow through them, to improve. Why would God put you on this earth if He didn't think that you had a reason to grow closer to Him through your imperfections? Make sure you use and acknowledge your imperfections, because they’re your lifeline to Him in prayer. It’s what you need to improve on, and ask help for, and that’s okay! (Spoiler alert, even when you do this stuff and work super hard, you’re human, and you’re still gonna mess up and make mistakes! Perfection wasn’t intended for humans, and I don’t believe it ever will be!)

12. When summer rolls around, get a summer job. Go down to the local ice cream place and ask if they’re hiring. Get an application and fill it out nicely with good handwriting. Then, take it back and wait. If they say yes, great! If not, that’s good too! Keep looking! Once you’ve found a place, settle in. Learn how things work. Learn how to do your job good and effectively. Immerse yourself in it. Then, have fun. Name the machines. (Big Bertha the waffle iron, or Fernanda the flurry machine, etc.) Name the ice cream flavors after your favorite fictional characters based on what they’d order (Aang is cookie dough, Obi Wan is mint chocolate chip, etc). Make new friends there and schedule your shifts with them. Get them in on your games too! It makes it more fun. Take time to show them your names for the ice cream flavors and machines, and maybe start using the names as abbreviations to make orders more efficient. Make sure you work only how much you can handle, even if that’s once a week or seven days for nine hours each. Whatever makes you happy! If you work in customer service, make them smile. Give the little kid extra sprinkles for wearing a fun mask or stickers if you have them. If there’s a tired mom, help her out by prioritizing her order to get out fast if possible. Whatever helps them. Thank the customers that tip! Then, get your paycheck in the mail and save all your tips. Put it in the bank and save it for college or when you need it. (Make sure to buy yourself something nice with the money sometimes too!)

13. When in school, don’t feel pressure to over achieve all the time. It’s okay to do the bare minimum sometimes. If you have an A, why are you worrying about if it’s a 95 and not a 98? It’s still an a, and that’s great! School is there to help you learn, so don’t force yourself to do extra busy work for a little extra credit (unless you absolutely need it!).

14. Take time to learn and do other things outside school that you may not be getting credit for. They’ll serve you in the long run! You like to write fan fiction? Keep writing! It’s helping! You love a sport? Good! It’s keeping you healthy while teaching you real life skills. Most of these things are gonna stick with you forever, so keep doing them and don’t let you passion fade away.

15. Write letters to your friends that live far away. Even if they don’t respond, they will appreciate having something that’s harder to lose or accidentally get deleted. Make the letter nice with pretty paper or colored pens or stickers, and spray your favorite scent on the envelope. Then seal it with a sticker and send it off. They really will appreciate it. 

16. Splurge on your own Spotify premium account and make a playlist for each mood. Make one for studying, working out, singing at the top of your lungs, one for when your happy, sad, etc. (You can also search my name, Hana Zainea, to listen to any of my playlists and see if we have the same music taste. If so follow me there and I’ll follow back to see your playlists!) Listen to your music and take time to enjoy it. Set aside ten to fifteen minutes just to do that. Let it flow through you and wake your soul up. 

17. Learn how to make handmade gifts. Wether that’s learning to make necklaces, earrings, bracelets, crochet, knit, or even make a nice card with hand lettering, learn how to make at least one solid handmade gift. It’ll give you a new skill as well as let the other people in your life that you love them. Handmade gifts are valuable and kept forever no matter how good they look. 

18. If your best friend lives far away like mine does, plan a monthly bsf subscription box. You can send each other a letter and a few little self care gifts once a month. It’s soooo fun and I can’t recommend this enough. 

19. Have photos that you like printed in physical form and hang them on your wall even if it’s just with tape. You’ll like being able to see and access happy thoughts and memories easily and have them hanging on your wall instead of sitting in your camera roll. 

20. You don’t have to keep up with social media. Delete it if you want, or limit your time on it if you want. Sometimes the “connection” we experience through social media isn’t always healthy, so monitor your use. 

21. Have a screen time widget on your phone and keep track of it. Try to cut your usage down by half an hour every week and eventually reduce it to the amount of time that you’d like to spend on your phone without being excessive, whatever that looks like for you. 

22. Meditate. This isn’t anything religious or spiritual, and it brings many benefits. It’s basically you setting a time aside to think for yourself. You can use one of the hundreds of guided meditations on youtube, or listen to theta waves/meditation music or just find a quiet place. Find a place where you know you won’t be disturbed, and then start to let your mind wander. What’s bothering you. When you turn off you mind, what’s the first thing that pops up? What keeps you from just being? What do you need to focus on in order to help yourself feel better? What are some things that you regret that are weighing on your heart? Now, what is your desired reality? Where do you want to live? Who do you want to meet/live with? What do you do? What do you act like? What do you have to do to make this happen? If you pray/are a christian, ask God for help with this desired life. (Remember, ask and you shall receive!)

23. Get yourself a hydro flask or any other durable water bottle, specifically a 16 or 32oz one. This way, it’s way easier to keep track of how much water you are drinking. A 16oz bottle is one pint and a 32oz one is a quart. Four of the 32 and eight of the 16oz are a gallon. Start by trying to drink a quarter of a gallon (2 16 oz or 1 32 oz) then a half, then three quarters, and eventually you’ll be drinking a gallon plus of water a day. (Put stickers on it to motivate yourself. Trust me it works wonders having fun stuff on there. Makes it enjoyable) 

24. If you’re able, make and give gifts often. It brings more joy than expected. 

25. Get rid of clothes. Toss all the old ones out. Reinvent yourself. Invest in pieces of clothing that are timeless (crewneck sweaters, cable knit sweaters, tan and brown colored dress pants, nice wool coats and sweaters, etc.) You’ll have these forever. 

26. Maintain your physical appearance. Make sure to change your clothes, follow proper hygiene, use lotion, etc. You’ll feel much better, trust me. You don’t have to use expensive products or put on a full face of makeup either, but putting some effort in will make you feel much better about yourself. 

27. Find a tea that tastes good to you. (Preferably without caffeine so you can drink it whenever.) Try everything! Then get yourself a nice mug and have some at a dedicated time each day. Relax and enjoy a constant in your life. 

28. If you’re into it, research and try reality shifting. I’m not going to go into depth in this post (that would take awhile) but if you’re really needing an escape but can’t go on vacation due to money, time crunches, etc, you can shift to any alternate reality that you’d like. Further in depth post about this to come. 

29. Read. Anything. A book, and article, the paper, the news, even the back of a cereal box. Think about it. What did you learn? Anything? 

30. Never accept criticism from someone you wouldn’t go to for advice. 

31. Call your parents if you live away from home. If not, spend more time with them. They love and miss you. 

32. Same with your siblings. 

33. And grandparents.

34. Find a way to remember your home town. Know it like the back of your hand. 

35. Read Shell Silverstien poems. They’re funny. 

36. Have a piece of jewelry that you never take off. Keep it to remind yourself of your sanity and to remember yourself. 

37. Cry of you need to. It’s bad to hold it in. 

38. Series you should read (even though some are nerdy): Harry Potter, Percy Jackson/Heros of Olympus, The Hunger Games, The Red Queen Series, The Giver Series, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit. 

39. Standalone books you should read: The Book Thief, The Fault in our Stars, They Both Die in the End, Where the Crawdads Sing, The Scarlet Letter, Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, The DaVinci Code, The Great Gatsby, The Catcher in the Rye, Out of my Mind, Love that Dog, The Unfinished Angel, To Kill a Mockingbird, Romeo and Juliet

40. Shows you should watch: Avatar (Even if you’re a casual fan of the fandoms) : The Last Airbender, Legend of Korra, The Mandalorian, The Office, The Clone Wars, Parks and Rec., Stranger Things

41. Standalone Movies/Series you should watch: The Notebook, any of the Disney classics (specifically Lion King, Hercules, and others during that era), the Harry Potter movies, the Hunger Games movies, The Star Wars Movies, All of the Pixar movies (specifically Soul and Coco), Ten things I hate about you, the perks of being a wallflower, Clouds, If anything happens I love you

42. Artists to listen to: Norah Jones, James Taylor, John Denver, Anson Sebra, Ed Sheeran, The Paper Kites, The Artic Monkeys, Conan Grey, L. Dre (for Lofi) Song recs are on my Spotify haha (Hana Zainea) 

43. Invest in good supplies for art. It’ll make a difference.

44. When something feels off, clean your bathroom. Not your depression cave of a bedroom. Your bathroom. Trust me. It helps so so so much to have on clean space. 

45. Have a cohesive scent. Like lavender? Buy lavender everything. Use it in lotions, deodorant, shampoo, conditioner, candles, etc. You’ll have a scent that people will now associate with you and you only. 

46. Learn how to cook while your at home. Ask your parents if you can go to a nutritionist and learn what foods nourish your body the best. Eat them and let yourself feel good about what you put in your body. 

47. Learn how to do basic home improvements while still at home. Fix toilets, clogged drains, clean ovens, showers, sinks, etc. You’ll be grateful. 

48. Don’t do drugs/drink. It’s not worth dulling your senses to miss out on your wonderful life. 

49. Annotate your books. It makes you engage more and you’ll like looking back on them. 

50. If no one is looking, you should totally cart surf down the isle at the grocery store. It’s the little things that count. 

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

23, 43, 65, 72, 100

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

- I met Hugh Jackman back in 2014. It was kind of funny, because my brother and I were leaving Wicked in New York, and the show Hugh Jackman was doing had just gotten out as well, so we got to say hi to him. He was really nice!

- I met a few members of the cast from Kiss Me Kate, including Corbin Bleu, and I was shaking when I met him because he was such an absolute sweetheart and gave me a big hug. 

- I met Dan DeLuca, Stephanie Styles, Zachary Sayle, and Jacob Kemp when I saw the Newsies Tour back in 2015, as well as some members of the touring cast of Wicked. 

- I met the entire Cast of The Lightning Thief Musical, and I got a hug from Kristin Stokes after I told her the Percy Jackson series saved my life, and I cried. 

- I’ve met almost the entire cast of the West Side Story revival back in January, and they were all so incredibly nice and friendly when I got to say hello to them. 

- I saw Beetlejuice back in July, and I met Kerry Butler and Rob McClure, and Kerry was a literal angel. 

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

- I can do a decent (stereotypical) German accent, but that’s literally only because my senior musical in high school was Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, and I was one of the Vulgarians, and we needed to do “German” accents. The example that all the Vulgarians copied was Boris and Natasha from Rocky and Bullwinkle, so that’s really the only accent I’m good at. 

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

- Another really good drama would probably be Dunkirk. I didn’t expect to cry while watching that movie, but I cried. It was really impressive, and I was not expecting to enjoy it, but it’s one that I absolutely recommend if you’re into movies based around World War II.

72. Are you scared of the dark?

- It depends. If it’s a place I’m familiar with, then not at all, but if it’s someplace unfamiliar, then I’m not the most comfortable. 

100. Color of your room?

- It’s been pink for the past 13 years!

[incandescent-creativity]

20 Questions Tag

tagged by @homesteadchronicles !

OKAY SO

I accidentally answered all of the ones Jake answered, before I saw he left questions for me at the end, and I didn’t want to waste all that time, so

This was originally a 10 Question tag, and I’m putting his questions first, but there’s 10 more below the cut because I say so.

1. When you find a book at the store, what about it makes you decide to buy it or put it back on the shelf?

Well, if it’s a book in a series or by an author I know and like, I’m going to get that. I barely look at the premise of new Stephen King books anymore.

But other than that, if the inside flap sounds like a good story, and if the first page sounds like something I can read and enjoy.

2. What would your book’s ideal cover look like, should you have access to any artist you’d want and any resources you would need to make it a reality?

I’ve already made mock covers, you can find them on the title slides of my comic sans presentations, so I guess they’d just look like those, but nicer?

Although, tbh, I’m a bigger fan of these SOLE fan covers by @writeouswriter. I think they capture the themes of the story better, and I might play around with remaking the SOLE cover soon, inspired by their work!

3. If you could rewrite one story - be it a book, game, movie, show, etc. - which would it be and why?

Two options:

One, the ending of Game of Thrones. I know that might be a cliche or expected answer, and I’m usually not one to critique works that I watch, but Jaime abandoning Brienne made literally no sense.

The other option is a book we’re reading for class: Phantoms, by Christian Kiefer. Inconsistent grammar, bad writing style, hardly any plot actually happening, fake deep sentences and weird descriptions... Ugh.

4. Have you ever given a story a second chance and liked it better the next time through? What caused your opinion to change?

Really, truly, changing the urban fantasy TREE Series to the high fantasy LORE Series was the best decision I’ve ever made. I went from feeling lukewarm about the story to feeling on fire, and it might be solely because of the opportunity to worldbuild so much.

5. What do you believe endears an audience to a character?

Relatability! A character has got to be relatable, at least in some capacity. That’s how you make good villains: you show that they are so far gone down whatever hole they’ve fallen into that they can’t be relatable anymore.

(Also what makes a good villain is making them just relatable and logical enough that you see where they came from. It’s a weird line that never appears in the first draft)

6. What kind of romances do you prefer to read about and/or watch unfold? (Soft and shy, hot and sexy, slow burn, enemies to lovers, etc.)

Soft and shy slowburn of best friends to lovers will get me EVERY TIME

Like do y’all remember Percy and Annabeth from Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson series? That was the ULTIMATE romance of my childhood. I bet if I went back and read it, it would still hold up, too. Those two went to Tartarus and back with only each other. Peak Romance.

7. What type of AU’s are your guilty pleasures, be they for your stories or for others? (Modern, High School/University, Coffee Shop, Vampires, etc.)

I’ve never written a vampire story, but I think I’d like to try.

This was not the question, but I don’t really have any guilty pleasures! I write what I write and I write what I want and I hardly ever do AUs.

8. If only one age demographic would ever read your books, which would you choose and why?

“New Adult,” which I’m not even sure is a genre. Like, early 20 year olds.

9. If you could pay homage to one person in your life through your stories and/or characters, who would it be and why?

Probably myself?

These are my stories, and as much support as I’ve gotten from friends (and even the occasional family), at the end of the day, they’re most important to me, I’m the one who’s put the most work into them, and if I can represent and immortalize myself...

I think I’ll be happy.

10. If every reader walked away from your story having been changed in one significant way, what would you want it to be and why?

For the SOLE Project, I want readers to learn that isolating themselves will never solve anything, and will probably make things worse. Also, take action against climate change (but do it with other people).

For LiaHT, I want people to know it’s okay not to have all the answers, and be at peace with all parts of themselves.

For LORE, I want people to start treasuring the power of friendship and the power of hope.

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SECOND BATCH

1. What are your character’s favorite foods or snacks?

Christian will snack on anything he can get his hands on. Nora likes cookies. Zach likes fruits and pastries, especially fruity pastries. Dr. Agau and Beth are (shockingly) very practical people: nuts, berries, cheese, handfuls of those... think of trail mix.

2. What playlists do you listen to when writing?

I use video game playlists! They’re usually wordless and motivating, which is nice. I like to use this playlist on Spotify, or this website (you can’t skip songs, but there’s also some weird metal and screaming songs on the playlist so like. Pick your poison).

3. Which OC is/was your favorite to create?

Dr. Agau is still my favorite, I think. She’s just so... I don’t know, in control? Obviously, she uses her control and power to abuse children, so she’s an awful person, but come on. Who doesn’t long for a sense of absolute control over circumstances in their life.

A close second are Ash and Zach. It’s fun to think of all the ways they balance each other and differ from each other, and the few areas they are similar in.

4. What is the first book you read that made you cry?

The only book that’s ever made me cry is the ending of Thunderhead by Neal Shusterman.

5. Do you hide any secrets in your books as a way of foreshadowing?

Not intentionally? The things I hide are mostly references to old drafts, like when Beth finds a body in Agau’s laboratories that’s named Kati (an old character who I cut out of the story).

6. What is the most difficult part of your writing process?

Starting.

Seriously, whether it’s starting a chapter, figuring out where to start the story as a whole, starting to resolve something, I just find beginnings... very difficult. I haven’t found a good formula for them yet.

7. Which of your characters would you like to meet or get to know irl?

I think Zach and I would get along fabulously! 

I also have trouble with Matt’s character, and Hans’s, so maybe I could get to know those boys a bit better.

8. Was there a situation in your writing that you took from your own life?

I don’t take exact situations as much as I take feelings. All the pieces of my writing that are Beth having panic attacks, of Zach not knowing where he’s going with his life, of Nora stressing over school... Our circumstances may be very different, but the feelings are usually pretty direct.

9. Do your characters have reoccurring symbolism in their dreams?

Weirdly enough, I don’t think I’ve ever written a dream sequence for a character. I’ve written a nightmare, but only one, in all of my writing.

Huh.

10. Which Hogwarts houses would you sort your characters into?

Slytherin: Dr. Agau, Beth, Ash, and Maluka

Ravenclaw: Michael

Hufflepuff: Hallie, Hans, Zach, Olufemi, Finnigan, Nora

Gryffindor: Christian, Matt

Apparently I have a type.

[starcoanonymous]

My Story with Starco and my Letter of Goodbye

Hi, not sure if anyone reading this will know me but I’m Starcoanonymous. I’m a giant fan of Star vs. the Forces of Evil and Starco and have been in the fandom since I discovered it since the first four episodes were released. I grew this blog and wrote a ton on fanfiction.net as FanfictionForDayz in the hopes that one day, this ship would become canon. Looking at myself right now, it’s really strange how this is the only shipping pair I would truly care for and how obsessed I was by it. I don’t care though. It changed my life for the better. Today, I have finished watching all the episodes of Season 4 that I have missed due to college. Now that Starco is canon, it is time for me to say goodbye. This is more for me to remember the good times in the show but if you would like, feel free to tag along for the awesome ride.

Backstory:

Where to start? To begin with, I’m not much of a fandom guy. I did love to watch cartoons but I would never be a real ‘fan’ of the show. That’s as true now as it was then. The only show I was really ever going to be a fan of is this one.

However, the shows that I did like always had unfinished ships. For example, in Pokemon, everytime I wanted Ash and the girl to be together, they wouldn’t. In Yu-Gi-Oh, the main protagonist would never get with the girl. I hated it when that happened. I wasn’t fully aware at the time what ships were and how much I really hated to see that type of thing. Also to mention, I did not like those drama filled, complicated love stories like seen in Twilight and other media back then.

Around 2015 is when I found SVTFOE. I was a sophomore in high school and things were just tough. I wasn’t being bullied or anything, I just was not enjoying high school very much. Now I know I said I’m not much of a fandom guy, but around that time I was also reading the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series and reading a TON of fanfiction about it. I loved Percy and Annabeth being together but there really was no visual representation to latch on to (the movie did not do that series justice). It was really around then I discovered that I loved to see the characters I loved get together.

Season 1:

The TV in the living room was on and by happenstance, it was turned to Disney Channel. I think it was turned to “School Spirit” and something about the show, irked me. The art style, the personalities, I have no idea but as SOON as I saw Star and Macro on the same screen, I absolutely needed to know who they were and what this show was. So, I decided to give this show a try. Dear lord, you cannot imagine what happens next.

At this point in time, the first four episodes were out and the fifth was about to be released in the upcoming week. I watched the first four episodes and I have never been the same since.

There was something refreshing about this show. Something dare I say, magical, about how they structured the first few episodes. I really for the life of me cannot tell you what that meant, but I can tell you that every single night I rewatched those four episodes OVER and OVER again. I am not joking when I tell you that I probably have watched those four episodes combined at least 50 times. After doing research, I came across two very, specific pictures/gifs created by tumblr user @skleero​ which sealed my fate.

I still have no idea what about this made me go absolutely insane for this show but I do know what made me fall in love with it. The first is the art style. This show’s art style is FANTASTIC. I absolutely love the art style and I praise Nefcy for that in my mind every day. Second, there were no real hints about shipping given out at all. Taking a look at the first four episodes, I didn’t know where this show would take it. I found out however, that I loved not knowing. I hated the idea of not seeing this ship come to life but I loved the possibility that that was the case. I consider this, “shipping masochism.” After all, the goal is worth more if it is hard to achieve.

I was obsessed. Maybe you don’t realize yet how obsessed I was. I literally paused and played each of those four episodes until I examined every single scene where Star and Marco was nearly in contact with each other. Yes, it sounds like an unhealthy obsession but looking at myself today, it truly did me good. It brought me so much joy to watch this show I only have good memories of that time.

Episode 5 comes around and I enjoy it as much as the previous episodes. However, I find out that there is a two month long hiatus until the next episode, “Mewberty/Pixtopia.” To cope with this, I look for other ways to satisfy my needs. I research everything I can about Starco, I scrolled through google images to look for more fan art of it, I even played the game that Disney came out with on their website to promote it. I don’t exactly remember what it was called but I got a tip off saying that Ludo called Marco Star’s boyfriend and that was all it took to get me to play through the whole game and screen shot that exact moment (they later removed that line, sneaky people).

Around then is when I started to read fanfiction for the show. I loved the endless possibilities. I loved not knowing where this ship would go. So, I read every fanfction. Yes, EVERY fanfiction. I first went through fanfiction.net and read EVERY. SINGLE. AVAILABLE. FAN FICTION (about Starco). I became upset that there wasn’t anymore as there were only about 20ish pages of fanfiction stories at the time. So, I went on Archive of Our Own and read every single one there (about Starco). Then, since I still was not satisfied, I read every single fanfiction in the most obscure websites, and saved the text on my Notes app on my IPhone (which I still have. I love these stories).

At this point, I still did not have enough content. I needed more. I found out about tumblr and looked through the Starco tag, but I needed more. So, I got the idea that, instead of looking for content, why don’t I just make it? So, I started up a blog here where I would repost a ton of things and make a few funny edits a long the way and created an account of fanfiction.net where I would write a ton of my own fanfictions on my account FanfictionForDayz.

And so I went, spending all my time enjoying writing fanfiction, watching SVTFOE, watching every scene for every single touch between Star and Marco, trying to find out who Toffee was, banging my face into my pillow as I witnessed Bloodmoon Ball all up till the end of season 1.

Season 2:

At the end of season 1, I couldn’t imagine not being as obsessed with this show, but well, as time flew and there was no episodes for a whole school year, I started to write less and less fanfiction and read less about SVTFOE. I was growing up a little and didn’t have enough time to wait for that Season 2 to come out.

But when it did come out, I was so pumped. It had been nearly a whole year since season 1 ended and there was nothing about to stop me from watching my favorite show. And so I went, absolutely enjoying the show and enjoying the little hints they were pumping out about Starco, even acknowledging the name of the ship in one of the episodes which made me cry honestly.

Then came the dreaded episode. ‘Bon Bon the Birthday Clown.’ All my worst fears were realized. Starco was not cannon and my headcanon of Star and Marco being each others first kissed went out the window. I truly did enjoy the episode but man did it sting. The first realized ship of this show and it was not the main one. I vented my frustrations with funny clips and simply believed Starco would be end game.

Two videos I uploaded during season 2 &3:

At this point, I truly could not bear to write anymore fanfiction. I really only liked writing headcanons, things that were still possible in the show. I did not want to write anymore headcanons with Jarco still being a thing. So I trudged on cursing (not really) Daron for torturing me.

Near the finale, I went crazy. I could not believe Star was revealed to liking Marco. To me, this was the most forbidden thing that anyone could ever do in this show. Why? My previous experience with non-canon ships made me believe that ships were supposed to be on the down low, not mentioned too much as part of the story. This was different however, and out came my excitement as one step towards Starco finally had been accomplished.

Season 3: 

I’m not going to lie, Season 3 was probably my least favorite. I’m sure you can see why. Right as Jackie and Marco broke up, Tom and Star get together. It was like cruelest fate as a Starco shipper. So close, yet so far.

Not only that, I did not enjoy it as much as season 1 & 2 because it put too much emphasis on the drama and love in my opinion. I liked the scarcity of it because it made it all the more sweeter. I also did not like the drama being the main focus of the story. I preferred it in the way that there was a main plot and the drama was just a side plot. Nevertheless, I enjoyed watching every single episode.

Season 4:

Here I am in college, and for the first time, I told Starco to wait. I love the ship but I needed to get good grades this quarter. So when time came for the final season to come out, I decided to wait. I decided for the first time in a long time to get serious with studies. Starco didn’t take away my time for studying at all, I just decided to hold it off until time came where I could enjoy season 4 to the fullest, by myself just like when I first started watching this show. No fanfictions, no tumblr, no news, just me and the episodes.

I achieved the highest grades I’ve gotten in a long time with a 3.8 GPA this quarter. After that, I was ready to watch season 4.

At first, I paced myself. Two episodes a day. So I could fully enjoy them. Eventually, around episode 14 came around and I gave in to my love of the show and spent the whole day watching the rest of season 4.

Watching the show, seeing all the previous characters come back, and realizing how different the show was from the first episode made me realize, the adventure is coming to a close. I knew it was coming and I knew that there probably wasn’t any chance of season 5 happening because the story was wrapping up so nicely. I just hoped. Hoped for the perfect ending.

Finally, 4 years of patiently waiting. 4 years of driving myself so that I could see Starco become a thing. 4 years. And I finally see it. Not only are they simply smiling at each other, they even kissed; a real kiss unlike the one at the photo booth. They are both single, both are ready, both like each other, and both kissed.

Now, as a mature, college sophomore, who has moved away from the cringe of their teen years, I’m sure you understand that I handled it like a mature, responsible- Who am I kidding, I screamed so loud I’m sure I’ll get noise complaints for my neighbors. I praised the world as I saw my ship become real.

Only, there was one more problem to settle.

I didn’t know what was going to happen. Was Marco going to be sent away? This would be the cruelest fate. The universe itself trying to rip your ship apart. I had to hold my breath. Then came the portal at the end of the final episode. I screamed at Star and Marco to run like their lives DEPENDED on it (mine did). 

Then came a most beautiful ending. Hey. It made me want to cry. My ship was canon. That’s all I needed. There are infinite possibilities from what could’ve happened from that point on but to me, I couldn’t ask for better. I would want to see an epilogue of some sort but I’m fine with even this. The deed is done. Starco is canon. And my job is finished.

Goodbye: 

Dear SVTFOE,

Thank you. I am obsessed with you because you portray something I believe in. Tom said it perfectly: “I need someone I can be best friends with.” My teacher once said that your spouse is your best friend. I believe everyone’s fateful other will be their best friend. I wanted to believe in something that didn’t seem too likely. I wanted to believe that anything is possible, and it did. Even if it wasn’t that unlikely, it happened.

You gave me the strength and energy I needed when I felt down. You gave me a reason to grow. You gave me a reason to grow up. Even though at times I didn’t like where you were going, I found that in the end, I enjoyed you through and through. I wouldn’t change a single thing, because I would not have done better. It is about time to say goodbye. One day I will return the favor. I don’t know how or who to, but watch me. I will definitely do it. I will treasure you forever, and once again, THANK YOU.

Sincerely, Starcoanonymous

[purplesurveys]

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[Elementary School] Do you still remember any dreams you had a a child? Like, sleep-dreams? I still remember some of the nightmares. I forget the weird ones as soon as I wake up. What was your favorite game to play back then? 10-20 served as my favorite for the longest time, but I did enjoy other games like PANTS (place, animal, name, thing, and the S stood for score lmao) and Twister. How many best friends did you make through the years? I only had one constant best friend who stuck with me through thick and thin. I wasn’t exactly the most sociable kid and I found it hard to make friends. How many enemies? A couple, but in my defense I only ever made enemies with kids who had a bit of an attitude and caused trouble for my nicer classmates. There was this one problematic kid that everyone had an issue with because of her rotten fucking attitude, but I think I was the only one brave enough to have beef with her (shoutout to the violence and fighting I saw in my own home). Our fights got big enough we ultimately got sent to the guidance office, hahaha. I also fought this kid who was a known bully, andddd I enjoyed making fun of one kid who was a notorious spoiled brat and would throw a tantrum when things weren’t going her way. Did anything tragic happen to you when you were little? Home stuff that are still burned into my brain, yeah. School was a little nice to me though, so it was always nice to be not in the house.

Did anything absolutely amazing happen? I wouldn’t say my childhood was amazing. It was just... barely decent. I was provided the essentials by my family - I was fed, given vitamins, sent to school, but I missed out on all the other stuff that I needed for my development. No one ever spent time with me at home, my attention competed with five other kids’, both parents were absent, cigarettes were the first thing I smelled in the morning and brandy was the last thing I smelled at night. I was kept safe and alive lmao, but I wouldn’t call the whole thing a blast. How was your relationship with your parents back then? Weak. They barely had time for us so they made up for it by always buying us the toys, books, and DVDs we wanted. I appreciate the alternative effort but it also meant never getting to build a healthy, trusted relationship with them. Did you believe in cooties? No, that’s definitely not a thing here. I only learned about cooties from watching Fairly OddParents lmao. Did you ever get a cootie shot? What was your favorite snack to eat? The cafeteria’s corndogs were SO so good, I was so bummed when they took it out. I was also introduced to kikiam by Sam, a close friend in Grade 1. Did you own any pets during this time? We had a few goldfish here and there, but my pet rabbit hung out for a while. What was your personality like? I was mostly shy. Wouldn’t budge, even if you approached me. What was your favorite song[s]? Idk, I didn’t have much of a music taste back then and just really vibed hard to the High School Musical and Camp Rock soundtracks hahahahaha. What kind of toys did you like to play with? I loved homemaker toys lmao. I was really into cash registers, and I’d also ask my mom to buy me makeup sets, kitchen sets, restaurant sets, cooking sets, and dollhouses whenever I see one I liked. But at the same time I grew up with boys, so I also enjoyed toy soldiers and Star Wars figurines. [Middle School/Junior High] How did your personality change from Elementary to Middle School? It took a turn for the worse, really. The fact that I was pretty aloof and already struggled to make friends was paired by two factors: puberty (and the self-hatred and identity crisis that come with it) and the adjustment of moving to a new house. Needless to say I failed to adapt and I was lost and empty for a bit. What was your favorite thing to do during this time? I mostly watched wrestling as a means to cope with the loneliness. And it helped, a lot. That time is a blur to me now and I mostly forgot what else I had done to like, sustain myself lmao. Who were some of your closest friends? I had no friends and I sat alone for recess and lunch and walked by myself during dismissal. How often did you get involved with Middle School drama? Like, not at all. There was one rumor about me that managed to get out but literally no one cared about me to care about the rumor, so it fizzled out in like 5 seconds lmao. What kind of "clique" were you in? Or did you not beleive in cliques? We didn’t really have cliques, we just had friend groups everyone knew about. I was in none of them. How did people treat you? They mostly didn’t mind me. Like I didn’t cause trouble for anyone and never did anything bad – I just didn’t do anything. I was always quiet, a wallflower. I think nobody knew how to approach me, which I don’t blame them for. It was impossible to pry me open in those days. Do you look back on these years fondly? Did you hear how I just talked about that time? Lmao. What was your typical kind of lunch during school? This was around the time we just moved into our new house and my mom was adjusting as much as we were. Money was short as well so we had to contend with canned food, most of which I didn’t touch both because I didn’t like it and I was too depressed to eat. I practically starved my way through middle school, now that I think about it. What school[s] did you go to? I went to the same school for preschool, grade school, and high school. Was it really as bad as some people say Junior High is? I didn’t get junior high. Did you like to read? Yes. My favorites during this time were the Septimus Heap and Percy Jackson series. I also started reading Gone with the Wind thanks to Gab, and Les Mis because of the movie that had come out. What was one good memory you have of this time? Meeting Gabie. It made all the loneliness go away, and it was nice to finally have a friend who just talked to me and acknowledged and minded me.

Were you still enemies with someone from elementary school? Yeah, this was around the time I cut ties for Marielle because she was a dick. If you could go back and change one thing, what would you change? I’d remove the depression, obviously. [High School] Are you still in High School? Nope. I graduated exactly four years ago. Welp, it’s 1:59 AM so it’s technically four years and one day now.

Who were some of your close friends? I was (FINALLY) in a friend group in high school – Angela, Sofie, Athenna, Fern, Kaira, and Chelsea were there. We also merged with a certain friend group from one of the all-boys schools – Dave, Aaron, Raf, Jez, Jedric, Hans, Luis, Rap, and sometimes MJ were in that group. Who were some of your enemies? Nah, no more enemies. I let myself FLOURISH during this time lmfaoooo. How did your personality change from the previous years? I was definitely happier. I had best friends, close friends, and was in a friend group; this was also the time I realized high school grades aren’t worth shit in the real world, so I stopped putting much pressure on myself to perform well, and to just let loose and enjoy my time in high school, because I wasn’t ever going to get those years back. Going in, did you really think they were going to be the best four years ever? I HAD to have hope in it, because grade school made me miserable enough. I kept thinking there was no way my rock bottom could get even rockier, so I was just weirdly, forcibly optimistic about it. If that makes sense. Were they? [or are they if you're still in High School] The latter half of high school was definitely some of the best times. I was still adjusting in freshman and sophomore year.   What's one memory of High School can you look back on and grin? The day Zayn Malik left One Direction, all the Directioners in my batch met up at the corridor and started crying and hugging one another. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Did you ever cry while you were in school? Yeah, mostly when I got failing marks. How was your love life? It did okay by the time I was in junior year, which is around the time it usually gets good for people in my school anyway. How was your social life? So much better. Gabie’s friendliness with everyone highkey helped me find my own rhythm in making friends, and soon enough I was talking to people. Did you have any teachers that you just absolutely loved? Sure. Did you have any teachers that you just absolutely despised? Yup. How were/are your GPA? We don’t have that here but my general average when I graduated high school was like a 93. Did you know anyone who got pregnant? No, no one got pregnant while in high school. I have batchmates who are moms now, though. [There's no time like the present] Do you currently have a job? No, not yet. And honestly this coronavirus might stall me from getting a job just yet haha. I was so ready to apply by June or July but since the term might be extended to make up for the lost classes, I might not be able to follow that schedule anymore. What kind of job do you *want* to have? I’d like to be in PR. I did an internship in it and it was so fun and so much better than journ. What do you like to do on your free time? There’s a variety of stuff. I like eating out, spending time with my dog, going to the mall, going to museums, doing surveys, watching TV shows, watching on YouTube, reading articles. What's your relationship with your parents now? A little better, partly because I’ve found my own voice through the years and I’ve learned to take no shit from them – I was very submissive when I was a teenager, just to compare. Do you own any pets? Yes, my dog who has been with me for 12 years now. How many places have you traveled to? A buuuuuuuuuunch. Do you own a cell phone? If so, what kind? Yes, as do most of us these days haha. An iPhone. What are your goals for the future? Achieve a goal or two. Survive. What's your favorite kind of drink? Non-alcoholic: water. Alcoholic; Long island iced tea. Did you ever get into the Twilight saga craze? Yesssss. The craze started when I was in Grade 4 but I got into it in Grade 5.

What about the Harry Potter craze? I was around when it happened but I never got into it. Where is your mind at: The Past, the Present, the Future, or all around? Mostly present, but I’d mull over the future too sometimes. What's a really good movie you've seen recently? I can’t tell you about movies, but I just finished BoJack Horseman which was a brilliant fucking piece of television. Are you happy where you are right now? I’m satisfied, but I can’t call myself happy yet.

[takaraphoenix]

for the fandom meme ask thingy: f & q & t

Thank you for playing! ^-^

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom

I suppose that depends on how you define it. *frowns thoughtfully*

If it’s strictly about fandoms I’m an active participant in, it has to be Percy Jackson, because it’s been nine years and counting now that I’ve been actively involved in this fandom.

But considering I turned my back on the books and abandoned the still ongoing series now years ago and I don’t really read in this fandom either...

I think that in the end, it may actually come down to One Piece? I’ve been obsessively watching this show since 2003 now, created OCs for it, it was literally the first fandom I ever read fanfiction in, I am still incrediblly obssessed with it and am now enjoying the perks of following OP blogs on tumblr. It’s been sixteen years and I am so never going to turn my back on this anime and drop it. Heck, I even read the manga - and y’all know I don’t read a lot!

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

There’s been a few over the years, I suppose.

Let’s take Leo and Percy as an example. After The Lost Hero, I was really into the idea of those two mischievous, abused boys to get together - especially with the fire and water elements.

But after they actually met and I had a canon dynamic to work with... it just didn’t click. It was nothing like how I had imagined it. (HUGE waste of opportunity in my opinion still, like seriously, if Riordan had put even half the focus on friendship as he did on romance in the sequels, there would have been some really amazing dynamics in there to explore!)

And with the canon that didn’t have me overly enthusiastic, I worked them into more of a... sibling-like dynamic. And, well, once I sibling-zone two characters, there is generally no getting back into romance.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

Oh yeah like way too many. *laughs*

Things like “Jace Herondale is a total bottom and sub who needs a dom willing to spoil him” are hills I will die on.

There’s some others along those lines in other fandoms, as you may have noticed.

Percy Jackson and Jace Herondale are pansexual for me. I know like 75% of fandom headcanon them as bisexual, but I just... see them as pan.

And Peter Parker is aroace. That’s... literally the only character where I am very pointedly and adamantly set on that. So that’s a headcanon no one can pry outta my hands.

I once did my list of hard headcanons for the main nine characters for Heroes of Olympus and I generally have things like those for myself; had headcanons for characters’ sexuality.

Extended family headcanon does make me mention that yes, I am absolutely going to die on the hill that Clary and Jace see each other as siblings because they spent more time believing to be siblings than they did not and I love the chaotic sibling-energy they give off together.

There’s like... absolutely countless headcanons I have about so many characters in so many fandoms so if you want to know something about a specific character or wider a fandom, feel free to ask again in a more narrowed down way, otherwise I’ll leave it at these!

Fandom Meme Ask Game

[hugs-are-good-for-you]

Questions Tag

I was tagged by @whatswiththe-mustache​ (Which is kind of super cool and made me happy, thanks for tagging me!)

Rules: answer the questions and tag 10 people (I totally consider the 10 optional)

How tall are you?

I’m 5′4″ and super salty about it. Fun fact, for about 2 years it was 5′3 3/4″, because every quarter counts when you’re short.

What colour and style is your hair?

I have dark drown hair that likes to go between reddish brown and black depending on lighting, it’s a dramatic a-line that goes to my shoulders in what my friend calls the bi haircut, which is how she guessed the label first. I am aware that sounded like a fanfic oc intro, I am my own original character, so fight me.

What colour are your eyes?

Brown, soulless dark brown or friendly warm brown depending on mood.

Do you wear glasses?

Nope, I’m one of those horrible people with good enough vision not to need them.

Do you have braces?

Nope, though I did have a retainer for a while.

What’s your fashion sense?

I have no idea, it kind of runs its own gambit, so I kind of let it do its thing. The subcategories are: Disaster bi (Jean jackets, plaid, etc), business casual (Debator here for your job who has been trained in tricking people via aesthetic), fangirl, all kind of tied together by pastel punk?

Full name?

Shawnee Rose Redacted. Again, it sounds like an OC name, so who knows? I just know I was almost Mckayla and that would have been worse.

When were you born?

May 21, everyone thinks that I’m either underage or 26.

Where are you from and where do you live?

Utah

What school(s) do you go to?

Snow College and then was tossed into the workforce.

What kind of student are you?

I’m that student that bugs hard workers because I’m good at school with minimal effort and I’m my own worst roadblock. I am also the student that is either being challenged and thriving or not being challenged and failing.

Do you like school?

I really do, for the most part. I think it’s just the learning things that I wouldn’t typically seek out, the community, and the challenge aspect of things.

Fav subject?

Communications, Debate, or English, probably. The human element is where I tend to thrive and math does not completely like me.

Fav TV shows?

Young Justice, Teen Titans (not the reboot), Game of Thrones, Umbrella Academy, and Teen Wolf. Also on the list, but kind of not on the list due to complex feelings is The Magicians.

Fav books?

Harry Potter, Dark is Rising Sequence (Susan Cooper, needs so much more love), Percy Jackson, Chronicles of Narnia, The Gatekeepers (Anthony Horowitz, you’re gonna suffer, but you’re gonna be happy about it), The Blue Sword (Robin McKinley, beautiful), The Thief Lord, Ranger’s Apprentice, Avalon: Web of Magic, Maximum Ride (First three books only, I’m not proud), Ender’s Game/Shadow, the Heir Series (Cinda Williams Chima, a delight), Rowan of Rin, Deltora Quest, Julius Caesar, and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead.

Fav Pastimes?

So, I basically live on AO3, honestly. Tumblr comes somewhere after that. I don’t watch a ton of stuff, though I can keep on top of most of it. Alternatively, I do a lot of side projects.

Do you have any regrets?

Yeah, I regret playing the violin instead of the cello, I regret a friendship that I lost, and I regret not joining dance when I was younger.

Dream job?

I’m pretty happy where I am (I work with Pinterest), but I’d love to do any of the following: Travel planner (I stress plan to relax), designer, marketing, or one of my side projects. For example, I’m working on a project to centralize actual validated resources for mental illness. Essentially, instead of having to go to 7 different websites to find out what X is and then more websites to find out what you can do when dealing with it and then more to find out where to get help, it would be in one place, as well as tips to help others that are going through it.

Would you ever like to be married?

Dunno, I’m not really for or against, though I do want a dedicated snuggle buddy.

Would you like to have children?

I want to either foster or adopt.

If so, how many?

Three at max, no less than two (Says the lonely only child)

Do you like shopping?

Kind of, though only in the last few years. There is a direct correlation between the amount of control I have and how much I enjoy it.

What countries have you visited?

US and Canada, though I’ll be visiting a few countries in Europe in a few weeks!

Scariest nightmare you’ve ever had?

So, there’s two. One is existential, the other is supernatural, it’s appropriate. Supernatural was a house on fire, I heard a baby inside and broke a window to get to the basement to get it out, then it was a demon baby. The other I was with my dad in a parking lot, got distracted, he kept walking and drove off and I couldn’t move or make a sound, just watched as he left. I was five for both of them, not a fan.

Any enemies?

There’s always these questions, do people tend to have archenemies? I always wonder. I guess the closest would be either this horrible person I knew, but I’ve moved on and he just stalks my LinkedIn from time to time or this group of girls I called the Ashley’s (Guess why. Also, why is no one named Ashley that goes by Ashley a decent person? I know there has to be some, but I haven’t met any), they bullied a friend of mine and I always got in the way because, um, no, not a thing. I was literally told that I was alright when not in school and I was just like, “There is a reason for that. Consider what you’re not doing when I see you outside of school?”

Do you have a significant other?

Nope, closest I’ve been is playing a maybe/maybe not game with someone for a year or so.

Do you get along with your family?

Not with my dad, yes with my mum, but only due to a careful compromise on certain topics that has taken a lot of work to achieve.

Do you believe in miracles?

Not sure, actually. I kind of fall that I believe in something, but I’m not sure which and either way, I think they’re pretty uninvolved, so a lot of it falls to us regardless.

How are you?

It’s been a weird week. Some good things, some bad things, some ambivalent things. I’m okay overall, slightly salty about some things, but I’ve accomplished quite a bit and I’m happy with it.

XxX

Questions are fun! I’m going to tag some people I’ve interacted with, some people I haven’t, participate if you want to and have a lovely day regardless!

Tagging: @sassy-in-glasses, @dalek-in-heels, @captainkatieb, @mountains-boy, @arielseviltwinsister, @awesome-al97, @thisissirius, @bisexualtwilight

…..and @anyone and everyone who wants to be tagged! <3

[hallucinosims]

Hi here’s the get to know me tag let’s get to knowing

I was tagged in this by @gunthermunch

125 questions under the cut, if you do decide to read i suggest getting a snack first

I tag @emovatore @humanitys-shortest @liliithvatore if you haven’t done it yet

1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Elio

2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? Lee and Leo are the go-tos in real life but I get called Hall on here and I think that’s a rad nickname too

3. BIRTHDAY? Feb 5th

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? I am a slut for the Percy Jackson series and Leo Valdez was one of the reasons why I started going by Leo more often then my full name

5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? Yes yes absolutely yes. One, earth really can’t be the only planet in a universe with infinite possibilities to have life on it, you know? And ghosts is more like a spirit thing.

6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? oooh fuck me up this is a hard one uhhhhhh Classic author probably Edgar Allen Poe but Contempoary I’d say Tony Kushner

7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? the Musical Theatre station

8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? I don’t really like... food. I don’t enjoy it. But I guess I like savory over sweet

9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? neat

10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? Liar by Queen or Greek God by Conan Gray

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? I-Cunt-tic, pronounced like iconic but... you know

12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? Please Never Fall in love again Ollie MN

13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? Kidding, that Jim Carrey tv show that premiered this year. Beautifully edited and told story

14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? I’ve seen Bohemian Rhapsody 6 times this month alone so probably that on wards

15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? yes

16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? dying in the same place i was born

17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? my empathy

18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? the depression (tm) 

19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? idk, i’m not really an animal person

20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? fall

21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? nah

22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? playing in the ika playscape

23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? i have quite a few best friends but when im at school/work then my good friend Julio

24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? a very doe eyed dark brown

25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? i re-dyed my hair black recently so let’s go with that

26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my mom

27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? my dad

28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? myself

29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? going to denmark to be a farm gay on my semester off

30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? currently Sims, Queen, and Falsettos (the musical)

31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? i didn’t have cable but there is no way in hell i’m saying cyberchase so, Mia and Miguel

32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? Julio

33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? very

34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? none that i can think of

35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT?i actually really enjoy both

36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? sims

37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? True West, it’s a really good play

38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? ...Bohemian Rhapsody for the 6th time

39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? most stringed instruments i can figure out pretty quickly but i’m best at guitar and piano

40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? humans

41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? i follow over 5k people i don’t even know who i follow

42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? basically Kirby. I want the power to take others powers

43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? in michigan on rainy afternoons in my bunk bed with my laptop on my lap. Or like, the floor of a bookstore

44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? loaded question

45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? I used to do competitve dance, competitve cheer, biking, and volleyball

46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? watah

47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? like a week ago to my grandma, she likes getting post cards in the mail

48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? i used to be. not so much anymore

49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? people who saunter. We got places to be fellas

50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? yup!

51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? i’m to anemic to be either 

52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? a performer

53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? i’m actually not to into media that take place in other... wait i take it back i wanna live in Hobbiton

54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? breathing

55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? ehh sometimes

56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? It’s a part of my career so hopefully

57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? i’m skippin school rn

58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? manhattan Lower East Side

59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? Manhattan’s Lower East Side. I live in the Upper West Side right now and it’s aight but it’s not the LES

60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? nope

61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? i just dont sleep

62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER?sunrises

63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? nah

64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? earbuds

65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? yee

66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? anything

67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? Tony Kushner

68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? yee and before you ask my fave is Deadpool

69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? when people be on some bullshit

70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? real book

71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? IN High School I loved history

72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? one sister who is ten years older than I am

73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? ... iced coffee despite it being 30 degrees out

74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′3

75. CAN YOU COOK? I’d like to think so. Wish I had a oven tho

76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? music, my family (sometimes) I’m trying to love myself so let’s throow that one in there

77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? people who stroll/saunter, when people are on their bullshit, dark chocolate

78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? male “friends”. But, I know a lot more girls that I keep up with more often.

79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? lesbian

80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? Manhattan, Upper West Side

81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? Me mam

82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Thursday in my Theatre class but we were all crying so i’ll let it slide

83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? i don’t really watch anyone consistently

84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? i do

85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? tinder

86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? prety solid i love them both even if my mom hates my sexuality and threatened locking me at home when i came out to herelol

87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? italian

88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT?Copenhagen! I’ve wanted to go to Denmark since I was ten

89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 7

90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Nah son

91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? defenitly a lot less than my story style insists lol. I do believe in God tho

92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OR THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? LOADED QUESTION BECAUSE I WANNA EXPLORE BOTH 

93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? ehhhhhhhh no

94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? strawberries and some medicine that i can’t remember the name of

95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? yes i’m a lesbian it’s what we do

96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? nah

97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? Literally anytime i’m wrong about soomething. I love being exposed, put in my place, roasted.

98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? Forest so I can find my mans... my MOTH mans

99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? you know what you want, don’t let your concerns get in the way of your ambitions

100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? Yes

101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? Ravenclaw

102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? Deadass I talk to myself more often than otherpeople

103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? introverted

104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? yee

105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? I give everyone I can think of second chances because i’m a forgiving sone of a bitch and yet they continue TO BE ON SOME BULLSHIT

106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? THat be mine i may be forgiving by moral compass be broke as hell and I haven’t eaten in like 3 days because i’m so broke

107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? When I’m answering this question for a job application i sure do

108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? tragicallu

109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yes

110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? i have 5 holes in my ears and a nostreil piercing

111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? Mark Cohen or LEO VALDEZ

112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? yes 2, one chest, one forearm. But that’s only because I don’t have money i need more

113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? move to new york

114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? yes and she’s a bitch

115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? both

116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? eventually I feel like I would make a pretty solid kid

117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? my dad

118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? Being high for three days straight

119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? i just finished pulling one

120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOU CLOTHES? black as you can see by my simself  i really do dress pretty much only in black because i aged poorly out of my goth phase

121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? yeeee

122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? Yep, Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade, Trade Show stuff, probably for school or local news a few times

123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 18

124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? Know in your soul like your blood knows the way from your heart to your brain, know that you’re whole. - HEdwig and the Angry Inch

125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? This is a really boring last question but savory but if you made it this far i’ll expose myself a little more. I’m black and Jewish, I go to a performing arts Conservatory, and this took me so long to answer because I hooked up with someone in Brooklyn last night and i had trouble getting back to my dorm.

[sky-and-sometimes-others]

I keep my promises!

yAKA a live blog of this fic: like, reblog, follow by MandaloreArtist 

Okay, it’s been a while since I’ve read it so my reactions should be fresh, and I’m in a mood for Prinxiety tonight! Let’s do this.

Right off the bat I love me some Ace!Logan. I’m ace and it just feels right.

AND ACE PATTON I’M SO SPOILED LOVE IT

I’m 90% sure Starbound is fictional but canon gays? SIGN ME UP

“ To say any more would spoil stuff, so go read the books and listen to the musical and avoid the movie like the Black Plague “ step by step instructions on how to join the Percy Jackson fandom.

It took me a solid 3 minutes to figure out what MYOB means because I am Not Hip With the Lingo

Patton talks to Virg the way I talk to all of my friends

I loOoOoOve BMC frick me up. I also quite enjoy Falsettos.

“  infinitesimal knowledge “ *whispers* it’s begun

- Short break where I had to go watch the end of Penn State vs. Ohio State with my dad. Go Bucks! -

Ah twenty questions. I have used this to flirt with several online crushes. 

LOGI-WAN KENOBI I���M WHEEZING

“ also, you have friends? “

“square up cutie” STOP

“ specs “ vs. “ eyeshadow^3 “

HIS LAST NAME IS SPIDER

ROMAN YOU BEAUTIFUL IDIOT 

“ Live a little, Logan! “

“ You can’t do if you’re dead. “

“ Oh I meant by me “ COLD AS ICE

Logan’s favorite character is Jerry shut UP

“ ...I am going away from you. I have no destination in mind. I simply need to exit your presence. “

Chuck and Gertrude are my favorite Sander Sides guys

“  Wow I can’t believe my stunning good looks actually killed a man  “ I’m WHEEZING

25 MINUTES OF FAWNING OVER ROMAN AWWWW

Practicing the cello at 6am what a power move. 

Logan is the epitome of “one black coffee” in this fic. 

The “message pat/fine/hey/oh he’s asleep” interaction is pure comedy

VIRGIL JUST USED A SELF REFERENTIAL LAST NAME PUN I THINK 

HIS LAST NAME IS BRAVA RIGHT AND HE SAID “brava for your attempt” VIRG ARE YOU SERIOUS

...Koshekh is from WTNV

“ chaotic neutral baby :) “

Patton THREW THE IPAD

virgil you SMOOTH SON OF A BEESTING 

...(I also like Star Trek more but that’s a personal preference)...

I would 900% call someone to laugh at them for 5 minutes straight

“I gotta gay” YEAH ME TOO BUDDY

VIRGIL NO DON’T STOP DOING ART NO VIRG

oH MY GOSH NOW RO IS POSTING LESS BECAUSE HE’S SO SAD ABOUT VIRG I’M SO FRICKING SAD

HAHAHAHA HE THREW THE PHONE

They’re all so Jew-y in this and as a Jew I appreciate it but it does feel kinda weird for the characters. 

All that pep talk and then “ how was your day? “ Nailed it. 

“  I swear, sometimes you’re just too gay to live. “ BITCH ME TOO THE FUCK

Veertrash71 is meeeeeee

“take my pet photos and leave” 

“babe”

HONESTLY MOOD THAT’S FLIRTING RIGHT? WOULDN’T KNOW BUT I THINK SO

I’m so sorry for how much of this has been me just quoting your fic back to you

????? He shipped him brownies? They obviously live in the same city

Also Lo calling Pat his boyfriend gives me a fuzzy feeling in my HEART

Ahh, a good ol’ reference war. 

“  You utter and complete dunce! You’ve driven him away! “ me addressing me

God I’m so ALONE

“ never knew that you were gay???

truly shocked “

“wait aren’t you lactose intolerant” 

Awww he surprised him with a pin I’m CRYING

LOGAN FINALLY KEYSMASHED HE REALLY IS A GAY

“  HATE them? H A T E them? H A T E T H E M ? !  “ I can hear it in his voice from Crofters the Musical (I think that’s the one it’s like 2 am forgive me)

“ aaaAAAAWWWWW! Baabeeeeee, you have a crush on me?! “

“ we’re dating, andy “

Where the heck are their parents how old are these people?? College aged?? I’m so curious I have no idea how old they’re supposed to be.

I’m SHRIEKING their all SO CUTE TOGETHER

Awwww Ro feeling insecure because of being sick and it was such a small moment but so good

I FORGOT ABOUT THIS OH MY GOSH THEY LIVE SO CLOSE THEY’RE AT THE SAME BOOKSHOP LOGAN GO SAY HI GO SAY HI GO MEET YOUR BOYFRIEND GO

Aw

“ fracture a femur “ Thanks! I hate it. If anyone ever said that to me before a show I would feel very cursed.

Dear lord 5 months and they’ve already said I love you. God I wish that was me. 

AVAILABLE FOR ONE SHOW ONLY LORDY LORDY OF COURSE IT’S PACKED I’VE NEVER BEEN TO A ONE NIGHT ONLY THAT WASN’T

How did they get the rights to Falsettos

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW PAT AND LO’S FIRST MEETING AWWWWWWWWW

“ you’re allergic to nuts “ 

“ ...it’s good!! “ Oh Pat

IT’S HIM IT’S HIM IT’S HIM HE BUMPED INTO HIM I’M SURE OF IT

Ro fixed his makeup I’m love

THEY KISSED !!!!!!!!!!

"Um, so I think I just saw Roman."

Logan tilted his head. "How do you know?"

"I made out with him in the doorway to the bathroom." sounds like a good sign it might’ve been him

Listen anytime you get to point at the audience during a show you GOTTA point at your friends it’s a rule. 

He was answered with a smirk. “Well, first—”  Oooooooooooohhhhhhhh

ROMAN DIPPED VIRGIL THIS IS THE FAN SERVICE I DESERVE

"Well, yes, but a promise is a promise! Fulfill your oath, or you shall feel my wrath!"

"Spicy."

"What??"

"Nothing."

THIS. IS. THE. FAN. SERVICE. I. DESERVE.

“ To even it up more, we must all eat marshmallows. ” I mean that’s literally logic right there can’t argue with that. 

“I can’t believe Logan is dead,” Roman whispered in his ear.  < Made me laugh out loud

This whole fic is just so fricking good. It’s the EXACT kind of fluff I need. Great job!!! 

[fireandseaweed]

Let’s Got Basted || Jason and Percy

Percy and Jason spend the holidays together, enjoying the well earned time off. Relaxing has never been so enjoyable.

Jason and Percy had been friends for almost ten years now. In that time they’d developed a certain comfort in one another’s presence. Aside from Annabeth and Grover, there were few people that Percy would want to spend his time with as Jason. So the invitation to spend the holidays with Jason, at least in the runup to Thanksgiving, was if nothing else something to look forward to. Now that it had finally begun, Percy had to admit that his excitement almost got the best of him. Standing outside of Jason’s front door, he struggled to stand still as he prepared for the first break that he had had all year. He’d packed all of the essentials of course, beer, food and everything else that they might need. It promised to be a good week. Knocking on his front door, he knocked and stepped through knowing that Jason wouldn’t want him to wait. “I’m here, sorry I’m early,” it was 12:00PM and Jason had told him to come at 1:00PM, “I got bored and the excitement over took me.”

Hearing the sound of a knock at the door Jason rushed out of his bedroom, still toweling shower-wet hair off, to see who it could be. But when a key scraped in the door and it opened of its own volition, he knew exactly who’d shown up. “Percy!” he waved from the hallway, in all his sweatpant clad glory, before wandering back into his bedroom, “I set up the guest bedroom for you, cleared all my papers out of it and everything. Set yourself up and I’ll be right out. And it’s never too early for you to show up at my door.” He finished drying his hair and changed into jeans and a tanktop, flying out of his bedroom once again to tackle his best friend in a giant hug, “It’s Thanksgiving! And my best friend is here to stay for awhile. I literally could not be any happier right now. This is fucking perfect.”

Setting his rucksack down on the sofa, Percy moved over to the fridge and started emptying the contents of the carrier bag into the fridge. He’d brought a few steaks that he was sure they’d eat one evening, some beer, regular soda and a few tubs of ice cream. “I’ve brought all of the essentials,” he said reassuringly, “everything that we could possibly need for our week being shut in together.” He smiled as he adjusted his bag and set it down on the floor before sinking into one of Jason’s comfortable sofas. “Believe me!” he practically screeched, “I am just as over joyed to be a part of this little event as you are, this is going to be a holiday to truly remember.” After everything that they had been forced to put up with this year he thought that they deserved to be able to enjoy a week off. He refused to feel guilty about this.

Jason hopped up on his kitchen island and watched Percy put things away in the fridge like he belonged there, which, they both knew, he did. “All of the essentials,” he said with a laugh, snaking past Percy to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, “beer steak and ice cream. The most American of shopping lists.” As Percy collapsed into a sofa, Jason did the same into an arm chair, “gods a week being shut in together sounds amazing. No work to call me away, school is already on thanksgiving break, it’s going to be amazing. Just you and me and food and games and booze and chilling.” They had earned this. Having been commanders in three wars now, they’d learned too well that relaxing weeks were hard to come by, but Jason was determined to make this a good one. “What do you wanna do first?”

Carefully slotting the final three beers into the fridge, Percy closed the door carefully behind him with a gentle clink. “I know you would’ve probably had all of these things covered, but I wanted to contribute at least something.” He knew that they wouldn’t get to do everything on their own, inevitably something would breach their solitude. “The best thing is that I won’t have people asking me what to do constantly,” Percy replied with a contented smile, “I didn’t mind leading, but it’s gotten to the point where people aren’t using their initiative. I get that we are experienced but some stuff you’ve got to do yourself.” Frowning, he rubbed his forehead and smiled. “I shouldn’t just bitch, things have gotten so much better but still not quite there yet.” He pulled a pillow underneath his back and shrugged. “Do we need to get anything ready yet?” he asked somewhat hopefully, “or am I too early for that one?”

Beaming beatifically at his friend Jason chuckled, “your presence is contribution enough. But thank you. I’m sure some late night beers will be fantastic at some point this week.” He watched Percy make himself comfortable, marveling at how perfectly at home Percy looked. He just fit in the tableau of Jason’s apartment. He belonged. “Well I promise not to ask you what to do. You know me and thanksgiving. I’ve got a whole schedule written out of what to cook and when.” As Percy looked at him with hope glittering in his vibrant eyes jason laughed again, “well… I do need to make some cookies. I told some people I would and so you can steal chocolate while I make those if you want.”

“You know that I have always thought that was a bullshit answer and you’re doing absolutely nothing to convince me otherwise.” Percy beamed despite this all. It was hard not to feel good when there were so many good things that would follow on from this. Raising an eyebrow at the suggestion of stealing chocolate from Jason’s cookie mix, he had to admit that he thought it sounded rather accurate. He would never admit that to his best friend of course. The prospect of admitting that Jason was right was something that he was unwilling to relish. “I will pretend that I have somewhat of a semblance of self control and attempt to restrain myself, at least while you’re looking.” A blatant lie, Percy’s race horsesque metabolism meant that he’d never had to worry about putting weight on, the holidays were the perfect time to flex those muscles.

A broad shrug flexed tan muscles underneath Jason’s tank top, “I don’t have to convince you. I just have to know it’s true… and I do. So… it’s true.” Rolling his eyes he launched himself out of his chair and across his apartment, starting to move through his ingredient list with the speed of a dervish. “First I think will be the ginger molasses ones, then while they’re in the fridge resting we can make the peanut butter ones, then at the end we can start baking pieces for gingerbread cookies and if you’re super extra good I’ll let you play with the icing.” He gave Percy his brightest most honest smile, “Frankly this is way more than needs to be done, but, I’ve got you here to motivate me so I might as well take advantage of it. Feel free to put whatever you want on netflix while we’re working.”

Percy flicked through Netflix before putting something mundane on in the background. If he was totally honest he hadn’t even really considered what it was that he was picking. Turning to Jason, he leaned forwards before slumping into a chair next to the breakfast island. “That all went right over my head,” he admitted as he pulled a bowl of chocolate chips towards him and began nibbling on the small chocolate chunks, “but I am glad that I can be your muse. If you must model your biscuits after my fair child, then I shall pose for you.” He laughed heartily before cramming more chocolate chips into his mouth happily. “How’s school?” he asked sincerely, as swiveled on the chair.

Digging a recipe box out of a cupboard, Jason set to laying out ingredients for the first set of cookies; grabbing them both beers while he did it, “That’s fine. It was more for my benefit than yours anyway. You’re just here to look handsome and keep me company and not have to be in charge of something for once.” Laughing, Jason shook his head and leaned across the counter to pat Percy on the cheek, “I don’t think I could do your handsome face justice in gingerbread, Jackson. But we can certainly try when we get there.” As he set to weighing out individual ingredients and setting them aside, building the foundation of his mise en place, he shrugged, “It’s hard. It sounds strange but it’s hard to focus on just that. I’ve always juggled things, but now I only have school to worry about and it’s a difficult adjustment. Might get a short story published in the school’s journal though. My professor really liked it.” He licked an errant drop of vanilla off his finger and intoned solemnly from memory, “In the beginning there was naught but the Eternal Void and the Boundless Melody, stretching to both the past and the present and the future and the dark places beyond all three…” He huffed a laugh, “You know… the usual fiction nonsense.”

Though Percy knew that his best friend was joking to some degree, it was certainly a refreshing change to not have someone hanging on his every word. He didn’t want to have to constantly be in charge and with Jason he wasn’t. Jason was one of the few people able to take charge of almost any situation. It was certainly a nice change. “Well, I am sure that is something I can manage.” He smirked with a mouthful of chocolate and shrugged. “If you can’t do it justice then why bother, frankly mediocrity bores me.” He laughed at his dramatic outburst. “Change isn’t always a bad thing,” Percy pointed out as he popped the cap off of a beer and slugged several mouthfuls down, “you’ll take a little bit of time to get adjusted sure, but you’ll get to live a more normal life than before. That’s surely got to be a good thing.” He smiled at Jason, “How can something be both when there’s three things in it?” he asked with a bright smirk.

“I’m sure you can as well. I have infinite faith in you. More so than anyone else around.” Jason started to carefully mix dry ingredients, swirling flour with fragrant ground ginger, cinnamon, and cloves, watching as the pale mixture turned ever darker by degrees. “Change isn’t a bad thing. This just takes more adjustment than I thought it would. Mundanity is… different. I understand why so few of us try to live normal mortal lives. Once you’ve gotten used to the frenetic pace of Legion life it can be…. Boring.” He cracked a couple of eggs and started scrambling them together, pausing only to level an accusatory finger in Percy’s direction, “Creative fucking liberties that’s how. Consider it a treatise on the duality of time or some shit. Don’t give me fuckin’ sass about it your mom approved it all.” He resumed mixing the eggs together, adding heavy cream before carefully mixing them in with the flour mixture, “What about you? Outside the Reconstruction… how are you?”

“I’m not sure that you’re placing your faith in the right person my friend, I know that it doesn’t seem like it considering how close to perfection I am, but I am actually fallible, believe it or not.” Percy had to admit that he loved being around cooking, the smell of the various ingredients. Whether they were spices, starches, sugars or something else entirely different always enchanted him and threw him back into a happier and simpler time with him and his mother. Before she’d met Gabe. Before he’d been kicked out of a hundred or so schools and fought Titans and Gods. “Mundanity sounds, perfect.” He couldn’t help but be honest. “I’m sure that me of all people couldn’t do it for very long, but I feel like I’m yearning to be bored. It has been such a long time since I was and now I wish for it. Though I’m sure that I’d hate it all the same.” He raised an eyebrow and laughed along with Jason, wondering how he actually was. “The war really took it’s toll on me,” he replied eventually, “when we hammered out the cease fire, I slept for almost 24 hours straight. But that was the last good night of sleep that I got and it was months ago. Since then I’ve been kept up by reoccuring nightmares, either old ones or new ways of examining the horrors we went through…” he fell silent, staring at the perspiration on the side of his drink.

“Faith has absolutely nothing to do with fallibility, old friend.” Jason replied airily, snagging the bowl of chocolate chips from Percy’s fingers and sprinkling them liberally into the dough mixture in front of him, “And everything to do with purity of character. In that regard, you are beyond reproach.” He listened with an ever sinking heart to Percy’s story, worry gathering in the furrows of his brow with each syllable, until Percy trailed off into silence, looking at the bottle in front of him. “Let me tell you a story,” Jason murmured, wiping his hands on the towel flung over his shoulder and leaning forward to wrap his hands around Percy’s; the uncharacteristic intimacy sheltered by the walls of his apartment, “Once upon a time there were two princes, born of war, with the gods in their bones and the wither of mortality in their blood.” The tv talked aimlessly in the background, weaving between the susurrations of Jason’s story, “In the way of all heroes they had been given much, but had much taken from them, as the scars on their bodies told a story so too did the deep-etched scars on their souls.” He looked down at their hands, hair falling in front of his face, “The Prince of the Sky grew weak and wounded, and wondered in his darkest hours if the burden of the royal blood would be too much for him to bear, and in his weakness sought out his brother-beloved, the Prince of the Sea, for counsel. But what came to light was that neither Sky nor Sea could fathom a way to escape the horrors of the war eternal they’d been born into.” He paused for a long moment, trying to decide how best to phrase what he was trying to comunicate, “But in the end perhaps it was not an exit that the Princes required, but simple assurances that the war would never overshadow them entirely. That dawn would come again, if only for a brief moment, and they could breathe unfettered by cares and commands.” An uncharacteristic blush skated across his cheeks as he withdrew his hands and resumed mixing, “Long story short…. Sleep will come again, and sleep free from nightmares. I know it, because you’re strong, and because I’ll be there every step of the way to make sure of it. Whatever happens you’ve always got me for whatever you need.”

“Hey I was eating those,” Percy complained as the chocolate chips were tugged from his grip and used for their intended purpose. Pouting gently, Percy fell silent as Jason took his hands in his own. Percy was not opposed to physical platonic intimacy. Yet there was an intensity to Jason that he had never previously experienced. Whether this was due to neglect on his part was somewhat unclear. However he could see that Jason truly and deeply cared for how Percy was struggling. “Thanks, that was a great improvised story by the way,” he smiled slightly before sighing, “I know that things will eventually get better and my therapist has always told me that recovery was a long and lonely road. Things get better everyday but I am sure I don’t need to tell you how frustrating it is that my problems can’t all be fixed with the blade of my sword.”

“You were eating them and I needed them.” Jason kept his tone breezy to alleviate the somber attitude from his story, “You can have them back when I’m done with them.” He wrapped the dough in cling film and tucked it into his fridge, returning to the counter to start weighing out ingredients for the next project, “In all honesty… it’s not improvised. The Princes of Sea and Sky are in a project I started that your mom won’t let me give up. She says it’s cathartic.” He started to knead bread dough, arms working the lump on the counter as he kept listening to Percy talk, “Yeah… it is. But it’s not one you have to travel alone. I’m here for whatever you need.” His laugh broke through the room as he paused his kneading and took a swig of his beer, “Believe me I know that feeling. If I could just lightning bolt everything to smithereens I’d be way happier.”

“Yes well it seems obvious that you need a bowl for yourself that isn’t my bowl of chocolate chips,” Percy replied with a chuckle, “I can’t help it if you have to attempt to use all my food.” As Jason kept working, Percy busied himself with observing. Jason was so at ease and so careful with his cooking that Percy found it almost relaxing to watch. It was certainly cathartic to say the least. “Of course my own mother was involved. This had the whiff of her all over it, she appears to be one of the few people left on earth that believes in the power of fables.” He nodded and looked at Jason. “I know, you’re here for me and so is Piper and Annabeth and Connor and everyone else. The thing is, what can you really do? We know this isn’t something that can be beaten back with a sword or even a lightning bolt. Unfortunately I don’t think there’s a quick fix for this.”

“My chocolate chips, sir. Mine. You’re the pilfering party here.” As Jason felt the dough start to come together under his hands he weighed it out carefully into eight equal balls, starting the complicated process of braiding them all together. “You can just assume if it involves my writing it’s got your mother involved. She’s second only to you in terms of people who are super vocal in their support of me.” He bit his lip in concentration as he continued to braid the well spiced dough, listening to Percy talk, “I know I know I know. We can’t really do anything, which is the hard part. Because I want to. But you’re right. There’s nothing I can do. So I’ll just keep letting you drink beer and steal my chocolate chips and hope we come out alright on the other side of this all.”

“What’s yours is mine,” Percy joked, reaching into the bowl of chocolate chips and using his long fingers to scoop up another handful, “and I intend to share the bounty amongst us like equals. I tell you this, we shall share. I shall only tax you a requisite sixty percent, for I am a kind and benevolent lord.” He smirked gently and raised an eyebrow gently. “You two spend far too much time together for me to be comfortable about it,” he said with a complete lie. He loved how close they were. It was refreshing to see the antithesis of what the usual friend-friend’s parent dynamic was. “Let’s just pretend that we live in a world that we’re all happy, that there are no monsters what so ever and we even have semi-normal lives which is a joke compared to the previous world we actually live in.”

Jason stopped braiding his loaf of bread long enough to slap at Percy’s hand “and you wonder why I buy so much extra… my lord.” He kept the mockery thick in his voice but it was interwoven with affection. “You should be worried. Sally showed me where all your baby albums are kept. Ive seen allllllllll the embarrassing pictures of you.” He finished the braid as Percy talked, setting it carefully on a tray to rise a second time, the smell of it already permeating his apartment. “I don’t think we can pretend anymore, P.” He smiled hollowly and tapped at the gnarled flesh where his eye had once been, “too many permanent reminders. And not just the physical ones.” Propping his chin in his hand he smiled, “but the reconstruction continues and life marches on. What more can we do but march with it.”

“I can’t help but eat food when you put it in front of me,” Percy rarely felt this at ease. But there was something about being in the presence of Jason that set him in a more comfortable mood. They’d been through so many things together and seperately. Their upbringing was so similar, yet so different. The heritage they shared, the responsibility of their birth. “Puh-lease,” Percy said emphasizing the p, “there is not a single photo that has ever been taken of me where I haven’t looked hot shit, therefore there cannot be an embarrassing photo of me out there. Even my baby photos.” Percy watched fascinated at Jason’s skill. “We can make things better, that is the whole point of this, we didn’t fight for nothing. We fought for a change. Now we’ve got the chance to. I don’t doubt for a second that the two senators who weren’t mentioned in the document, Arcadi and Karavadra, they were definitely involved in some way. I don’t trust the amount of power that the Karavadras still have in the Legion too. They led the war against us and they’re sitting relatively pretty, they’ve not suffered a single loss yet.”

“Having a dish of supplies on the counter does not count as leaving it in front of you, Perseus.” Jason turned his oven on to preheat and took the chilled cookie dough out of the fridge. “Oh yeah? You think? Cuz I’ve seen some of your baby outfits. It’s good to know Sally loved neon in the 90s as much as everyone else did.” He started to roll the cookie dough into small balls, dusting them with sugar before placing them on a baking sheet. “Senator Karavadra has always wielded too much power.” Jason’s voice turned bitter as he kept working, “of course he would have redundancies in place to ensure nothing was ever traced back to him if he indeed was involved.” He looked up at Percy as he slid the sheet into the oven, “we joked about it before. But a full dissolution of the Senate isn’t a terrible idea. Start completely anew. No former Senator may have a family member on the new Senate. And we have to split it equally between Greeks and Romans.” He moved onto the next baking task, never content to be still for too long. “Rome could use Senator Jackson. Rome could use Emperor Percy to be honest but that won’t ever happen.”

“I’m basically a dog, you cannot leave food unattended in front of me. Isn’t this something that my mother covered with you?” Percy asked teasingly with a bright smirk dancing across his face before flickering away as he sipped at his bottle of beer. “Please, I look hot as shit in neon. I don’t care for non-neon baby grows.” Nodding gently, Percy sighed. “I believe that we need to change the complete senatorial system and the entire political system in New Rome.” He paused and scratched at his beard. “Maybe we get rid of the senate entirely. It didn’t work the first time, why would it work the second time? We could come up with a brand new system where everyone’s voices are heard, where all the needs are addressed.” He considered what Jason was saying and sighed. “I don’t know if I am the right person to lead this city, and even if I were, is that what I want? I know that was never part of the plan.” SIghing he sipped at his beer and watched the bubbles trickle to the surface of his larger. “I don’t think the Romans would ever accept me. I’ve not exactly been their best friend.”

“Honestly? It absolutely is.” In fact, during one of his frequent visits to see the Jackson family, Sally had indeed gone over a list of concerns and such, which is how Jason had known some things Percy liked to eat without being told. “The problem is we’re all stuck in the past. Our blood is old and so we all feel like we have to stick to the old ways.” The cookies started to fill the apartment with another layer of holiday scent. “The Senate worked for the Old Rome and so it must work for the new one. But that’s not necessarily true, is it.” Jason barked out a laugh as he dragged a mixer out from under the counter “I think a lot of the old romans are well and truly done with both of us. When I left with the Exodus a lot of them saw that as a massive betrayal but honestly. I don’t care.” He polished off his beer and reached for a bottle of whisky sitting on the side table, pouring himself a modest amount before adding soda water. “No clear way forward and traps everywhere. It’s just like the good old days.”

“I’m glad that she ensured that you are properly prepared for eventually becoming my primary care giver.” Percy hadn’t dated anyone in several months, hell it was probably close to a year now. “I don’t know how much longer we can blame our genetic make up for the situations that we find ourselves in. At what point do we say that enough is enough? When do we take a stand and say no more?” He sighed sadly and ran a hand over his jawline, scratching gently at the hairs of his beard, tracing the outline of the bone. “Well it obviously is not true,” Percy agreed, “otherwise we wouldn’t have found ourselves in the situation that we are in. The fact that a handful of families have the majority of the wealth and power within New Rome is pretty terrifying.” Raising an eyebrow, Percy smiled warmly at his friend. He would always be grateful for everything that Jason, a son of Jupiter and a Roman, had decided to sacrifice for his friends, over his people. “You know I can never truly thank you for everything that you did for us.” Percy followed Jason’s example, copying his drink choice and drinking a chunk of it straight away. “Well, all we need is for Leo and Grover and your sister to come back and we’d have most of the old crew.”

“Somebody has to take care of you and Gods know it isn’t going to be you. So I guess I’ll keep feeding you chocolate chips and making sure you wear your coat in the winter.” Jason shook his head and left off his baking, walking over to lean next to Percy against the island. “My worry is we have been taking stands. Over and over and over and how long before people just start tuning us out. Oh it’s just Jason and Percy raising a fuss again just ignore them.” He waved Percy’s thanks away, “the deep and abiding love I have for you and my Greek friends left me little choice. It was the right thing to do and even with all it cost I would do it again and again and again. I could never abandon you, Percy. Not then, not now, not ever.” He raised his brow at Percy’s quick chug of his drink, “Oh is it going to be that kind of night? I can get behind that.” He thought of his sister, off doing whatever immortal Huntresses do, “it would be nice to see them all again.”

“I do a pretty good job of looking out for myself,” Percy replied with a chuckle, “I just don’t live up to your high standards of health and care. Sorry.” Percy frowned gently and considered Jason’s point. “I don’t think that means that we have to stop making a stand, I think that all that it means is that we have to make an even bigger fuss about things otherwise no one is ever going to listen to us. I know that you don’t intend to stop fighting for what is right and neither do I.” He shrugged gently and smiled at Jason. “All the same, what you did for us and what you gave up for us was more than we could’ve asked for and I am so thankful that we have you about to help us.” He smiled gently and shrugged. “It would be really nice to see them all again, especially Grover.”

“You do a moderate at best job of looking out for yourself.” Jason stuck his tongue out at his best friend and shook his head, “We need to get you a girlfriend just so I can split the duties of caring for you with someone else.” His smile faltered for a moment, “No. It doesn’t. It just means it’s more of an uphill battle every time we do it. Which is exhausting.” An eye roll preceded a hand flapping and a sigh, “Hush. What I did for you and gave up for you I would do a hundred times over if it meant I could keep you all safe. And that’s the end of that discussion.” Jason topped off their glasses, “Yeah. It would. It’s always nice to have the whole family together. Wish they could spend thanksgiving with us, but, I guess we’ll just have to make it perfect just us.”

“Moderate my ass, exemplary. Look at me. I’m in perfect shape, my hair is healthy and clean, I have a full face of hair.” Percy smiled happily, genuinely enjoying himself more than he had in a good long while. “Believe me Jace, if there was anyone out there that I was interested in, I’d much rather be with them than stuck here with you.” He joked of course. They both knew that there was nowhere in the world that Percy would rather be at this exact moment. “Either way, I’m sure when they realised that it was a full time job, they would quickly give up on it.” He considered continuing their conversation about his gratitude to Jason, but decided to respect his friends wishes. At least for now. “Speaking of, who are you planning on inviting over?”

Jason cast an appraising eye over Percy, “Well… you do have the body of a god… well demigod at least, and that beard is a solid 8.5.” He reached out and scratched Percy’s beard before walking back to his kitchen, “Oh I know… but that sounds like the kind of talk that means you don’t want one of my famous molasses chocolate ginger cookies fresh out of the oven.” He pulled the tray out and set it on a rack on the other side of the kitchen, flipping Percy off after he pulled his oven mitts off, “Their loss, then. They’d be missing out on one of the best dudes in the world. If they couldn’t see that then they don’t deserve you. Any girl would be lucky to have you.” Jason shrugged, putting the bread he’d neatly braided into the oven after washing it with egg and milk, “Nico, though he won’t come. Frank, Reyna, Hazel, probably Piper if she isn’t going to go see her dad, Annabeth if it won’t be weird for you. I dunno. Part of me wants to invite everyone. Part of me just wants it to be you and me getting drunk and fat on thanksgiving food.”

“8.5?” Percy almost spat out his whiskey and soda in shock. Surprised by what he was hearing. “What would constitute getting a ten then?” he asked teasingly. “Would Gandalf or Dumbledore be worthy of getting a ten? What about Chiron? Where does he come on the Grace scale, which is how we shall measure all beards from now on.” Percy laughed gently. “You and my mom definitely have been spending far too much time together, you’re beginning to say almost the exact same thing at the exact same moment that the other would say it.” Percy was glad that he had his friend for the holidays. It was easy to feel sorry for yourself and to miss home, but he knew that even though he wasn’t with his family, he soon would be. Or at least that was what he hoped. “Invite Annabeth,” Percy said with a nod and a shrug, “the more the merrier.” He nodded and shrugged. “I can’t decide for you, all I know is that whatever we decide will be great.”

“Mark the day! Percy Jackson, offended that his war beard didn’t score a perfect ten on the Grace Scale!” Jason shook his head mockingly at his friend, laughing all the while, “Perfect ten beard? John Krasinski in A Quiet Place… totally a perfect ten beard there.” Chuckling he kept working in the kitchen, always moving, never stopping entirely, while he talked with Percy, “You know that’s a gigantic compliment right there. I’ll always take being compared to your mom. She’s one of the dopest ladies around.” Nodding he started to assemble the ingredients for his gingerbread, “I will then. I’ll invite them all, though while you can’t decide for me you definitely get some input. This is your Thanksgiving just as much as it is mine.”

“It’s now actually known as the “War and Peace Beard” thank you very much,” Percy couldn’t help the pout that crept upon his face. “Bullshit, John Krasinski doesn’t have anything on me. My beard is fuller, shinier, has better volume, shape and definition than Krasinski does.” He wasn’t going to be defeated by some actor who couldn’t grow a beard in the Office. “Why do you think I said it?” he asked with a smirk. “I think that if we can all get together like we used to, if we can all settle down and really enjoy an evening together. Despite everything that has happened, despite everything that we’ve had to do. Then you know what, that is probably the best victory we can ever get.” He swallowed a mouthful of whiskey and soda, shifting on the stool he sat at as he continued to watch Jason work. “You know we’re really lucky?” he said with a laugh, “I just realised that there is pretty much no chance that our parents are going to show up uninvited.”

Jason shook his head dolefully and sighed, “Percy. I love you more than life itself and would literally throw myself into a burning building to save you… but…. I have to say… his beard is better than yours.” Jason chuckled and nodded, pulling one of the many pads of paper that littered his apartment towards him and started writing names down on it. “I love that reasoning there. Our family and and us celebrating the good things is a good victory indeed.” Jason’s chuckle turned into a deep booming laugh as he nodded to Percy’s realization, “I can’t really imagine my father descending from the heavens to sit at my kitchen table and bitch about my baking skills. He seems like he’d be really judgey.” Leaving his kitchen he brought Percy a warm cookie fresh from the oven, leaning against the counter as he waited for his verdict. “Well?”

“Lies and slander can often be responded to with an example of litigation of some variety.” Pausing for a second, Percy raised an eyebrow gently and smiled. He was rather proud of his beard, it was not difficult to argue that it was the best thing to come out of this war, though he wasn’t sure that was entirely true. “I don’t know, I don’t think that my concern would be Jupiter but rather Mrs Olympus AKA Juno, or Hera. I don’t care what we call her, but she’s the patron Goddess of cows for a reason.” Pausing for a second, he sipped his drink and did his best not to be the most judgemental of bitches. “Ah, excellent, allow the sampling to begin.” Percy grabbed a paper napkin and made a huge show of tucking it into the collar of his t-shirt before grabbing a plate and a knife and fork to complete his display. Using his cutlery to cut into the cookie, he delicately stabbed it with his fork and chewed on it. “9/10, it’s not as good as those chocolate rainbow cookies you made for pride.”

“You think it’s awkward for you. She’s my stepmother. It’s so awkward. She’s one of the worst creatures in existence.” Jason paused and canted his head toward the ceiling “and yes I know you can hear me and no I don’t care.” Returning his attention to Percy’s ridiculous and grandiose display of cookie eating he shook his head in utter disbelief. “A 9 out of ten?! Those cookies have won baking contests, Jackson! You just liked the pride cookies because they were rainbow and that handsome dude from the parade ate one off your abs.” It seemed a long distant past when Percy and Jason had been in the closet to each other, but now they were both out and supremely comfortable with each other. “speaking of… a guy in my writing seminar asked me out for beers the other day. First date I’ve been asked on since the injury.”

“Well, having had the worst and best stepfather in the entire world, I can sympathise with you, to some extent at least. Though neither Paul nor Gabe ever tried to mind wipe me and send me to the wrong Camp.” Percy shrugged gently as he nursed the last of his drink, swilling the whiskey and soda around and around his glass. At the mention of eating cookies off of his abs, Percy found himself smirking gently in remembrance. “Yes, well that might’ve been one of the highlights, but there was something about those blue chocolate chips that you used or made or whatever,” raising an eyebrow gently, “I don’t know what to say, this is not the first time you’ve not been able to best a previous accomplishment.”

“Though. I do have to give mommy dearest a tiny sliver of credit. Without her I never would have met you, and I can’t imagine not having you in my life.” Jason started to eat one of his cookies before a timer went off and he moved back to the kitchen, pulling the bread from the oven and smiling to himself at how it looked. “Nice to know I haven’t lost any of my skills.” Pride with Percy had become a yearly tradition after Jason had come out of the closet as bisexual, and it was something he enjoyed. It was nice to be free and unconcerned for an afternoon, and if he was incredibly honest; he liked the attention. “I turned him down. But. It’s nice to be asked. I just don’t think I’m at a point in my life where dating mortals is a good idea. Too many things I can’t explain to them.”

Though Percy remained silent, he couldn’t help but think that Juno’s original intention had not been to provide her two favourite demigods with a lifelong friendship. He was certain that she would claim credit for that too. “I guess we occasionally get lucky don’t we?” Pausing he chewed on the last of the cookie in front of him and smiled brightly. “These are really good J,” Percy said quietly, “one day you and my mother will have to teach me how to bake. Maybe I can be someone’s house husband. That would be the dream.” He smiled brightly and shrugged. “Poor kid, I bet he was devastated ….” he still saw Jason the way he saw him when they’d first met. Jason was tall, tanned, muscular and well groomed. He looked like the stereotypical popular kid in all the movies. “You might enjoy the distraction, it could be a nice outlet to get away from all of this.” Percy couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to really date a mortal, everyone he’d dated had been demigods. Maybe it would be the bridge into the mortal world. A first step into normalcy? But he knew that was something they’d never achieve.

“As much as it seems like the Fates shit on us constantly I guess we do get lucky some of the time.” Jason gave Percy his most dazzling smile and threw on his Hollywood voice, “You’re the best piece of good luck that’s ever happened to me, Jackson.” He heaved a longing sigh, “Oh gods right?! Being a house husband is the fucking dream. Just cook and write and game. That sounds amazing. Need me a man or woman who’s on board with that.” He shut off the oven and moved to flop onto his couch, deciding it was time for a break. “I’m sure he wasn’t devastated. But he was disappointed. But I’m retired now. There’s not much I need a distraction from. I mean… I do homework and cook. I help out a little bit but not as much as you or Annabeth.” He shrugged, swirling the liquid in his glass and watching it, “I dunno. I just don’t feel like having to hide parts of myself. You know? I could never invite him back to my place. It’d be very one sided and that’s not good for a relationship.”

“You could maybe try actually getting to know the guy, discover if he is trustworthy and be honest that there are somethings that you simply can’t tell him.” Percy wasn’t really sure why he was suggesting this, he preferred Jason single so that he could always be about when Percy needed him. “I know it’d be difficult to make work, but you never know, what if he is the one and you’re missing it completely because you’re too focussed on what might go wrong?” he paused and picked at a crumb on the marble kitchen island in front of him. Absentmindedly crushing and rolling it between his fingers. “I don’t know, you know what’s best for you, but you’re not leading anymore, you’re basically retired. I’d think that if there was ever a time to look into the benefits of love, then it’d be now, right?”

“Yeah because that doesn’t scream cliche. I’ll just swagger over like hey I know I’m a one-eyed man with a checkered and mysterious past but you just have to trust I’m not a serial killer.” Jason shrugged, “I really don’t feel like there’s the one. There’s someone who’s good for me now, but I mean, especially as a bi bro… there’s a lot of fish in that sea. I don’t wanna get stuck in the rut of thinking there’s just one. But. Who knows. Maybe there is just one.” He laughed “the benefits of love? I think we’ve both been single for far too long to speak on the benefits of love. We just have a hazy memory of what they are.” Sitting up he tugged the hair tie out of his long blonde braid and let his hair hang loose around his shoulders, “I’m still young. 24 isn’t that old. But hey. Whatever happens happens.”

[bramble-and-blood]

TDA asks!

I was tagged by @forget-me-not-james-hrndle, the sweetest pal you will ever have the pleasure of knowing! Thanks so much for thinking of me, Deena❤️

1. Are you excited for the TID TV show? Why or why not?

Hmmm I’m just going to be diplomatic and say that I’m looking forward to seeing how it will play it out, but if they make one wrong move with it, I might die.

2. What’s your favorite quote from tsc:

“We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We fear dying because we value being alive. Don’t wish you didn’t fear anything. All that would mean is that you didn’t feel anything.” - Julian Blackthorn, Lord of Shadows

3. Which character is most like you and why? (Physical appearance or personality)

I relate so insanely much to Emma, which is probably why I’ve gotten so attached to her and the series. We have generally similar looks: light hair, brown eyes; though I must admit I am not nearly as beautiful! But most of all we have eerily identical personalities and we both are hopelessly in love with Julian Blackthorn so there’s that.

4. Any theories on what will happen in Queen of Air and Darkness?

No one I love dies, Zara and her racist pals are imprisoned indefinitely, Julian finally takes a nap, and Julian and Emma live happily ever after.

God I wish. But in all seriousness, I loooove the theories that the parabatai curse isn’t actually a curse but will eventually turn Julian and Emma into angels. But that’s mostly wishful thinking.

5. Any theories on The Wicked Powers?

Okay so I’m hella excited for TWP, but since it’s such a long wait, I try not to read too many theories because I’m hype enough as it is. I’m just lit that Dru will have a bigger role and that Kit will be there, because Ive absolutely adored him since we got to know him a little better in Lord of Shadows. I do have a feeling though that the clave and the shadowhunter government structures are going to be in complete shambles by the end of QoAAD. So, I’m thinking there is going to be a lot of repair going on in TWP, and hopefully a less authoritarian structure will arise and maybe the Blackthorns can be a part of making that happen. Lex malla, no malla!

6. If you were going to get a shadowhunter chronicles tattoo, what would you get?

I don’t see myself getting a tattoo, mostly because I’m scared of commitment, but if I did I’d like one of the runes. Maybe prosperity, strength, or loyalty. Something with a positive meaning!

7. Shadowhunters tv show fan or not?

I watched the first season and I have to admit I am not the biggest fan. I don’t like how it deviated from the series and portrayed some of my favorite TMI characters (though in complete honesty, I am definitely in love with Matthew Daddario.) But I certainly don’t look down upon people who do like the show! I think it’s important to respect what makes other people happy!

8. How long have you been a fan of CC’s books and have you been in the Tumblr fandom as long as you’ve been a fan?

I read the first couple of TMI books in 8th grade, as a recommendation from one of my friends. I was really fascinated by it and stayed up all night reading them, but at the same time I was slightly weirded out by the incest and demon stuff. I picked them up again in 10th grade, and read all 5? TMI books in less than a week and got so into them. Since then, I’ve read the other TSC books, which I enjoyed even more! I’ve been browsing the TSC tumblr posts pretty much since I started reading them, but I didn’t actually start my own blog until earlier this summer.

9. Favorite ship, brotp, and notp:

-Favorite ship: Jemma Blackstairs (though I’m sure y’all have figured that out by now)

-Brotp: Kieran and Julian! I actually think they’d be really great friends for eachother if not for their circumstances.

-Notp: Sebastian and Clary. Seriously guys, I try not to be judgement but this was wrong on so many levels. First and foremost, he tried to rape her. Need I say more?

10. Which characters do you think are underapppreciated and why?

Julian gets some serious hate but honestly everything potentially morally gray that he has done has been done out of love and kindness, for the protection of his family. He’s been through so much and yeah maybe he doesn’t always make the right choices, but when do any of us?

11. Three things you associate with/ love about your favorite season:

I love winter time, though I might not have the same opinion if I didn’t live in such a hot and humid climate! But I love warm spices (allspice, ginger, nutmeg, cinnamon, cloves), Christmas trees and lights, and chilly air!

12. What’s your Hogwarts house, Ilvermony House, and Patronus?

Gryffindor/Thunderbird/Crow

13. What’s your favorite song, lyrics, or band/singer:

I adore Tom Odell. Literally everyone of his songs, but particularly Hold Me, Magnetized, If you Wanna Love Somebody, Long Way Down, Here I Am. Please check him out and talk to me about how great he is!

14. If you’re in high school and you want to go to uni, what do you want to study?

I am thinking that I want to study architecture! I’ll be applying to colleges this fall, so if someone rich out there is reading this: please send money for school I’m so broke.

15. Coffee, tea, water, or soda:

The only thing I drink on a regular basis is water but I have tea quite often too!

16. What’s your favorite mythical creature?

Hmm centaur maybe? I like Chiron from Percy Jackson and Firenze from Harry Potter!

17. What tv show/ movie do you refuse to watch?

I tried so hard to like Riverdale since everyone is obsessed with it (I watched 2 whole seasons) but it’s not my thing and I stopped watching.

18. What could you do a 40 minute presentation on with no presentation:

Any of Donna Tartt’s books, my cat, The Dark Artifices, and any social political issue.

19. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you move to:

The UK, Belgium, Stockholm, or Helsinki. Basically anywhere in Northern Europe that will take me.

20. What dumb accomplishment are you proud of:

As of now, I have a 4.0 GPA; also I have solved a rubix cube!

21. What’s your name:

Katie! But you can call me whatever you like!

So I am officially tagging: the person reading this, @booksandmentalbreakdowns, @daisyrose97, @blxckburn, @halzleeforever ,@pancakegoddess, and @sockmonstergotstyle

Please don’t feel like you have to do this if I tag you, just know I’m thinking of you! ❤️❤️❤️

[itsomgitsgreenblogging]

Keeping it Classy (Chapter 1): A Solangelo Fic

Hey, I’m not dead! I’ve emerged from my long hiatus with a new fic. Another college AU...because I apparently can’t get enough of these, on top of being loaded with a bunch of other tropes. But hey? I love that stuff and it inspired me enough to get out of my funk so I’m grateful. 

I hope you enjoy!

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Preview:

“What about that boy over there? He’s totally your type,” Reyna said and when Nico gave her a scandalized look she huffed. “What? You deserve to have fun and be happy. And really, he’s pretty hot. Come on.”

This time Nico actually followed her gaze to where she was looking and immediately regretted everything. All the thoughts in his brain came to a screeching, grinding halt like a train slamming on the breaks and crashing into a station named “oh my god what the literal fuck”.

“No, you are freaking kidding me,” Nico said as he stared at tall, gorgeous, straight boy daydream coffee crush Will who was chatting it up with Jason and some a group of others who looked vaguely familiar. Of course it was his luck that the dude he was fantasizing about (totally innocently mind you) would show up in his actual life. How rude and inconsiderate could you get?

“Oh hey, Will Solace. I’m glad he came!” Percy said happily.

Nico wasn’t a morning person, that was clear to every single person who knew him. Honestly Nico had a personal vendetta against the sun for daring to wake him up with its light. But his despair wasn’t enough to keep him from his duties, so as always he dragged himself out of bed. Nico scrounged around for a pair of jeans that didn’t have any noticeable stains and a shirt he hadn’t worn within the past three days. He brushed his teeth and attempted to pull a comb through his hair, grabbed his phone, pulled on a sweatshirt and his backpack and half stumbled out the door close enough to being on time that it could actually be considered a good morning. Nico was thoroughly on auto-pilot as he wandered down the street, yawning so wide that he felt like his jaw was about to unhinge. By the time that he made it to the coffee shop some of the haze had disappeared with the brisk breeze, and though he was still rubbing sleep-crud out from his eyes he had his hopes on setting his eyes on something...or someone.

He came into the coffee shop every morning religiously. Piper (who was his roommate’s girlfriend), noticed him from behind the counter as he approached and smiled at him. Nico was sure that half or more than half of the customers came in just to see her, seeing as she was not only beautiful but insanely easy to talk to. But Nico’s favorite thing about her, seeing as he had no interest in her that way, was that she always remembered what he liked. Whether that be turning down the volume when Jason played X-Box, or how he liked his coffee. She was considerate like that.

“Morning Nico, I put in your usual when I saw you,” Piper said with a smile as if on cue.  

“Thanks,” Nico said honestly as he swiped his phone to check the charge, cringing as he saw a measly 10%. He must’ve forgotten to plug his phone in, he would have to do that at some point in the day. Nico stood off to the side with the others who had already ordered. For the first time he pulled out his phone and checked his email and his tumblr, while simply enjoying the smell of coffee. It was Nico’s time, before his day got too hectic. It just let him wake up with some semblance of grace, as opposed to spending the rest of his day as some kind of swamp monster.

“Morning.”

Nico looked up, and caught blue eyes.

Oh Jesus fuck, Nico’s brain supplied. It’s Will.

Now, the only reason Nico even knew the guy’s name was because it was written on the side of his coffee every morning. Nico hadn’t ever actually spoken to him besides the polite morning greeting, though he had often appeared in Nico’s rather sordid daydreams. And Nico couldn’t be blamed for that since Will was drop dead gorgeous, tall and broad with golden curls and tanned freckled skin, a smile that could endear even the most terrifying soccer mom, and blue eyes that were wide and welcoming. Unfortunately Will was also definitely as straight as a ruler. Any boy that Nico had met who wore baggy plaid cargo shorts and a white polo was tragically straight (though thankfully he was dressed in jeans and a flannel that was far more flattering and that he filled out nicely). Not wishing the relive the absolute worst part of high school (i.e. lusting after a straight boy), Nico kept his interactions with Will as brief as possible, though he saw the guy almost every day.

“Good morning,” Nico said, half-choking on his tongue, trying to pull up some kind of pleasant expression but probably failing. Will smiled at him, white teeth glinting like he was a model on some kind of toothpaste ad and it made Nico’s knees feel a little wobbly. God Will was probably an amazing kisser, he had a kissable looking face if there was such a thing. Will’s kissable mouth moving down his neck...down his chest, leaving marks where everyone could see--

Great, discovering new kinks and lusting after the guy at the coffee shop at 8:30 in the morning. Nico thought to himself, face feeling warm as he ducked his head down in an attempt to drown himself in his phone screen. He could almost hear his sister Hazel saying something along the lines of: way to keep it classy Nico Luca Giuseppe di Angelo.

“Will, order up,” Piper called as she placed Nico’s order and Will’s on the counter. “Nico, order up.”

“Thank you,” Will said with a bright thankful smile. Nico simply nodded his thanks as he went to swipe his two coffees and food off the counter. Nico walked towards the door, attempting to balance his coffees and his bag while also stuffing his phone in his jacket pocket.

“Here,” Will said as he opened the door.

“Oh, uh, thanks,” Nico said, caught off guard by the gentlemanly gesture, blinking rapidly as his eyes attempted to get used to the radiance of the sun and of Will which was easier said than done.

“Have a good rest of your day, Nico,” Will told him as he stood to the side and allowed Nico to walk by him.

“How do you know my name?” Nico asked, surprised by the sound of his own name in the hot tones of Will’s smooth as warmed butter voice.

“Coffee cup,” Will said cheerfully as he held up his own that was emblazoned with his name in Piper’s elegant script.

“Oh. Oh, yeah,” Nico said as he stuttered awkwardly. “Right. Uh, have a good one.”

“Bye,” Will said with a wave.

“Bye,” Nico said shortly. He stood there numbly for a second, watching Will leave and turn down the street. That had just happened, Nico thought. And he couldn’t really believe it. Will seemed like a nice guy, a nice and completely unattainable guy. Just his luck. It would have been so much easier if he was an asshole, Nico thought crossly.

“Wipe that drool off your chin,” Hazel’s voice came from the side. Nico looked to the side and saw her grinning at him, gold eyes glinting with humor and tapping her ballerina flats on the sidewalk as she looked at him expectantly.

“Oh stop it,” Nico chided his sister as he handed her one of the coffees and hoped that it was the right one. She opened the cover, looked, and seemed pleased as she replaced the cover and began to take a sip.

“He’s cute though,” Hazel told him as she nudged him. “Really cute. Is that your Coffee Crush?”

“Coffee Crush--he is not my crush!” Nico told her way too quickly. Hazel, like a true relative of his, sensed his weakness and pounced like a shark. “How did you even know about him?”

“Oh he so is, he’s totally your type. You pretend to be all dark and brooding but you actually get all hot and bothered under the collar over fine upstanding young gentlemen callers who you could bring home to your mama,” Hazel said with a widening grin, and Nico tried not to squirm due to the accurate assessment of his weaknesses. “Besides, there are only three reasons you would get up at this time. Number one, you have class. Which you don’t until 10:00 and I know this because I have your schedule memorized. Number two, which is more likely, you are planning and executing a murder. Also impossible seeing as you didn’t tell me you were murdering someone which you so would because you would need my help. Number three, which I now see is the case, you totally have a crush.”

“Please stop talking about this I beg of you,” Nico implored desperately, looking around. It would be just his luck that one of the people he knew would be listening in and tease him endlessly because of this.

“Okay, okay, got it,” Hazel told him as she hooked her arm through Nico’s.

“As if I would bring anyone to meet Persephone. She might bite his nose off, and I happen to like the shape of his nose,” Nico told Hazel as he sipped his black coffee, with one sugar just exactly as he liked it, before grinning.  “And besides, I’m perfectly capable of murder without incriminating you. Don’t think I haven’t done it before.”

“I think I’m liking 9:00 AM Nico, he’s feisty,” Hazel giggled.   

“As if you know the half of it.”

Nico didn’t party.

The reasons were as follows:

He had tried it a few times and it seemed like it never went well for him.

No, it wasn’t any of your business what happened in Albania during Nico’s semester abroad, fuck you, he wasn’t going to say it.

So how did Nico deal with the fact that one of his roommates, Percy Jackson (yes, the Percy Jackson) was pretty much the unofficial mayor of the college? Well normally he just tended to avoid his apartment when he knew there would be mischief at hand. But that day Percy swore up and down that it would only be a couple people coming over. By ten the coffee table had been converted to beer pong, the apartment was full to bursting with people drunk off their asses, and Nico had taken to hiding in his bedroom.

“Nico, Nico come out!” Percy’s voice came from the other side, where all the noise was coming from to be more exact. Nico at that moment had a choice to make. Either he could just pretend the party wasn’t happening and stay in his room, or suck it up and go out there.

Nico turned over in his bed, perfectly content to stay there under his covers and enjoying his rest. It worked for maybe two minutes while Percy continued to knock, and when the noise ceased, Nico just assumed that Percy had gotten bored and breathed a sigh of relief. Despite all the noise, he had even started to think he might actually be able to fall asleep.

“Nico, get out here.”

Shit, Nico thought to himself with a wince. They’d brought out the big guns. Nico dragged his feet and walked over to the door, yanking it open to reveal Reyna who was dressed in a flaming red crop top and waist-high jeans. She was even wearing her battle body, not a good sign.  He wasn’t going to win this battle.

“What?” Nico demanded shortly hoping for minimum bloodshed on his part. Reyna raised a brow.

“This is an intervention. Come out and interact socially with your peers.”

“Bite me,” Nico scoffed, tossing a look to Percy.

“Sorry, I don’t want any diseases,” Percy said as he held his hands up. “You could be rabid. I once got bit by a rabid chipmunk and I don’t want to go through that again.”

“Oh wow Jackson real mature,” Nico huffed, but he didn’t go back in his room for the moment, which Percy obviously took as a sign of victory and grinned.

“Oh come on, put yourself out there, flirt with cute boys. Knock them dead, just not literally because I don’t want to have to spend the rest of my weekend dealing with that, I have a date with Annabeth tomorrow and like, she’d totally get it and understand and all but still. I don’t like disappointing her,” Percy said worriedly.

“Literally you are nauseating,” Nico told him.

“What about that boy over there? He’s totally your type,” Reyna said and when Nico gave her a scandalized look she huffed. “What? You deserve to have fun and be happy. And really, he’s pretty hot. Come on.”

This time Nico actually followed her gaze to where she was looking and immediately regretted everything. All the thoughts in his brain came to a screeching, grinding halt like a train slamming on the breaks and crashing into a station named “oh my god what the literal fuck”.

“No, you are freaking kidding me,” Nico said as he stared at tall, gorgeous, straight boy daydream coffee crush Will who was chatting it up with Jason and some a group of others who looked vaguely familiar. Of course it was his luck that the dude he was fantasizing about (totally innocently mind you) would show up in his actual life. How rude and inconsiderate could you get?

“Oh hey, Will Solace. I’m glad he came!” Percy said happily.

“Wait you know him?” Nico demanded, absorbing this new information. Will Solace, Will Solace. His name had a ring to it, a musical quality. Somehow even his name was attractive which only served to piss him off. And somehow Percy knew Will, which Nico supposed was inevitable since Percy knew everyone but still. Nico had liked to think that Will lived in a cave unburdened by society and only emerged to get coffee and be Nico’s fantasy, and the fact that Will lived on the peripheral of Nico’s friend group somehow made him more nervous. All of Nico’s friends were freaks (who Nico loved and cared about though he would never say it but they were all still certifiably freaky) so if Will was his friend’s friend that meant he must also be some form of freaky.

“What? Yeah, of course. He’s in my organic chemistry study group,” Percy told him. “How do you know him?”

“Oh my God,” Reyna said, eyebrows shooting up. “Will Solace is your coffee guy?”

“Wait really?” Percy gasped.

“Why does everyone know about my coffee guy?” Nico hissed at them. “What did Hazel even tell you?”

“It was Piper who said something. And she just said there was a cute boy you liked who you see at the coffee shop,” Reyna said with a scoff. “I don’t see why it’s a big deal. Go flirt with him.”

“No thanks I have promised myself that I won’t lust after straight boys considering last time—sorry Percy—“

Percy snorted, which caused Nico to look at him. Percy just smirked at Nico.

“No, no. Sorry. I don’t want to burst your bubble here, since you’ve convinced yourself Will’s not available,” Percy told Nico casually, obviously trying and failing to keep himself from smiling. “Continue.”

“What the hell do you know that I don’t?” Nico demanded.

“I’m not one to disclose other people sexual orientations, but Will’s on the organizing committee for the Pride parade activities on campus and the vice president of the university’s GSA chapter. I would say it’s safe to assume he’s probably into dudes,” Percy said with a shrug.

“Well maybe he’s just a straight ally,” Nico grumbled.

“I’m going to go get a drink before I drown in self-sabotage. Nico, if you don’t at least get his number, so help me God, we will have to have a conversation after tonight,” Reyna told Nico sternly, jabbing two fingers in an “I’m watching you” motion before walking off to talk to say hello to someone who was waving her down. Nico stood there, feeling abandoned by Reyna, God, Cthulhu, and the Force as he figured somehow along the line someone had let his life become this.

“So, do you want me to officially introduce you to him?” Percy asked curiously. “If you really don’t want to, it’s fine though.”

“No, let’s do this,” Nico said. “Introduce me.”

Nico followed Percy through the crowd, which was difficult considering people stopped Percy every two steps to say hello to him. For someone who always complained about having too much to do, Percy had probably found a way to help or befriend every single person he’d ever met. Which, Nico supposed was one of Percy’s charming qualities but he wouldn’t admit that even at gunpoint. Nico stuck behind him, avoiding conversation as much as possible and trying to steel himself for the impossible task of actually having a conversation with Will besides the polite morning greetings he had grown accustomed to without utterly embarrassing himself. Nico didn’t think flirting with Will and getting his number was going to be happening any time soon, so the very least he could do was fool Will Solace into thinking he was a functioning member of society.

“Oh, hey Percy!” Jason said, and Percy waved back. Nico at this point was frozen, definitely couldn’t move because there was Will looking at him. At the sight of Nico standing slightly behind Percy, Jason grinned. “Nico, oh my god they managed to get you out of your room. Percy, I told you calling in Reyna for reinforcements was a good idea.”

“Oh I see, so you’re the one who sent Reyna?” Nico asked attention split from Will, before glaring at Jason darkly. “Percy I now find you less annoying. Jason’s the one who betrayed me. Don’t think I’m going to forgive you for this discretion Grace.”  

“Oh come on, having fun is good for you Nico. Don’t be contrarian,” Jason said with a shake of his head.

“Oath-breaker,” Nico spat.

“Well you’re at the party aren’t you?”

“The party that’s happening in my apartment that I didn’t ask for!”  

“You’re still here right?”

“I’m not going to leave my apartment! What do you take me for, a weakling?”

“Anyways, before Nico tears off someone’s head and eat their innards and by someone I mean Jason,” Percy said, trying to redirect Nico. “Nico, I don’t think you’ve met Lou Ellen, Cecil, and Will yet. Everyone, this is Nico di Angelo. Nico, everyone.”

Welp, there goes the functioning member of society thing, Nico thought as he cringed. Now Will probably thinks I’m an axe murderer. Granted my freaking roommates make me consider it daily but…

“We’ve met before,” Will said with a wide smile that was balm for his soul, a light that made him wonder if this was what that dope in Plato’s allegory felt like when he first walked out the damn cave.  

“Holy shit, I didn’t realize Scary Nico was the same as Nico at the coffee shop,” the guy, Cecil, in surprise. Nico squinted at him. He was sort of plain looking except for his mischievous grin and his slightly goofy ears, but he did look familiar. The answer suddenly dawned on him.

“You were in my Business Math class weren’t you?” Nico asked him suspiciously.

“Uh, yeah? He made our TA cry just by glaring at him once, it was fucking awesome,” Cecil explained to a very confused looking Will as he stuck out his hand. “Cecil Markowitz, it’s a pleasure to officially meet you, Nico.”  

“Lou Ellen Blackstone, I know your sister, from the art studio. Her name’s Hazel, right? The art project she’s working on is pretty amazing,” she said, and just knowing that she thought Hazel was awesome improved his opinion of her.  Not that he’d had one before. He’d never met her before in his entire life.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you officially. I’m Will Solace,” Will said with an amused grin.

“Nico di Angelo,” Nico said, starting to put his hand out, but then changing his mind halfway like some idiot and then awkwardly waving but at that point it was sort of more a limp hand flap. Nico resisted the urge to put his head through nearest the wall.

“Oh, hey! Nyssa’s waving us over, you two have fun!” Percy said suddenly, Jason steering Will’s friends in the opposite direction. Nico was so distracted by this sudden plot twist and the calculations that he was making on how to apologize to Annabeth and Piper for killing their boyfriends that he almost didn’t hear what Will said next.  

“--would you want to go grab a non-coffee drink with me, unless you don’t drink which is cool by the way?” Will asked him.

“Now?” Nico croaked, hoping Will didn’t catch him paling.

“Uh...I mean, if it’s not a bother?” Will asked sheepishly.

“Um, no. It’s fine, I’m fine--I mean, yeah sure,” Nico blurted out. “I drink. I mean, not all the time but yeah.”

Oh my Gods, Nico thought as he cringed. Why can’t I at the very least just pretend I have more emotions besides Murder, Anxiety, and Existential Horror?

“Sounds good,” Will said, smoothing over the awkwardness with an encouraging smile, which was a good thing but also probably a bad thing because what if he felt bad for Nico because of how dumb he was acting? He definitely didn’t have a chance with this obviously well adjusted nice guy, if Nico was smart he would have just jumped the sinking ship. But Nico wasn’t smart and Will was ridiculously good looking, so he followed Will over to his kitchen where there was all the alcohol, and considering alcohol could really only help the situation at this point Nico slammed down a shot and then grabbed a cup of pretty awful beer to chase it with. Will watched him, seemingly amused.

“What?” Nico asked, his voice rough from the sudden consumption of alcohol and he grimaced at the sound of it against his ears.

“I get the feeling you’re having a rough night,” Will said as he slid Nico a new beer.

“Buddy, you don’t know the half of it,” Nico told him. “I’m having a rough life, not because of you obviously. You’re fine. Great. It’s just my absolute garbage friends and I--you know this is probably too much information for you I’m just going to nurse my drink.”

Will covered his mouth, and Nico heard muffled laughter. Shit, even that was cute, Nico thought. Why did he have to be so cute? It was almost irritating, but like pushing him against the wall and kissing him silly irritating, not throw a party in your apartment without telling you irritating.

“Definitely not too much information seeing how I know nothing about you,” Will pointed out. “Only your regular breakfast order and that you’re Percy and Jason’s roommate. Hell, I don’t even know what your major is.”

“I’m a criminal justice and history double major,” Nico said.

“Oh, cool. I’m a bio major, on pre-med track,” Will told him. “Criminal justice is cool though, do you want to be a cop?”

“I don’t know, maybe? My dad owns a law firm so I might just end up going to law school, but I think something in the general field would be cool. I still haven’t quite figured it all out yet,” Nico admitted. Honestly the future was still a hard thing to think about even just in passing. Though his dad didn’t really say it (and not like they casually talked or anything), but Nico knew that his father hoped that he would take over the business one day, and honestly Nico knew he was cutthroat enough for it. Hell, his dad had drilled the whole “no mercy” thing into his head since Nico joined a tee-ball team at four years old. But Nico had always thought it would be nice to do good and maybe go the nonprofit route, not that he would admit that out loud to anyone right now. He was sure that everyone already suspected Nico was actually a softie, and it would do him no good to reveal that it was at least partially true.

“Who the hell has things figured out? Introduce them to me, they’re a rare and strange species of human,” Will pointed out to Nico.

“If I knew anyone who had it together, maybe I would. Oh...well, maybe Reyna,” Nico said thoughtfully. “But definitely not me, that’s for sure.”  

“Me neither,” Will said with a smile, taking a sip of the beer in his hands.  

“So I told you something about myself, what about you? How do you know Jason? I saw you talking to him earlier,” Nico asked him.

“Well, I know his sister Thalia.  Sigma Potnia Theron does a lot of fundraising for university functions,” Will explained casually with a shrug. “Jason’s just an acquaintance of mine. But it’s kind of funny that we haven’t been introduced until now, at least officially.”

“I don’t get out often,” Nico said flatly.

“I see,” Will said seriously. “That’s seriously not cool, especially when your presence could have been shared with the rest of us.”

“Finally, someone who gets it!” Nico said with a sigh. “I’m a gift, but you wouldn’t know it based on how everyone treats me. It’s a crying shame.”

“Who would do such a horrible thing?” Will asked with a laugh and Nico almost melted on the spot because even his laugh was a thing of beauty.

“I don’t know,” Nico said, just absorbing the warmth from Will’s laugh and continuing to drink. He had never thought that someone’s laugh was beautiful, but at the same time this was the most attractive boy he’d ever seen so maybe it was just a talent of his. Or maybe the beer goggles were really that strong right now. Then again Will was still hot when Nico was sober so.

“I know you said you didn’t want to be taken for a weakling, but would it be alright if I totally schooled you in beer pong?” Will asked as he jabbed his thumb towards the table with a grin.  

“More like get your butt whooped in beer pong,” Nico informed him sternly, finishing off his beer and grabbing another. “Don’t challenge me and think you’ll walk away without a beating.”

“I’m pretty confident in my aim,” Will said, with a wink. An actual wink.

Just when things seemed like they were going to be going well for once in Nico’s life, Nico heard commotion by the bathroom--which historically was a horrible place for commotion to be happening. Nico dropped the beer and quickly went to find out what was happening, with Will hot on his heels. Nico groaned as he saw what was actually happening. Thalia Grace weakly lifted up her head from the toilet and waved, looking green and half falling over.

“Hey...lil bro,” Thalia greeted in a slur.

“Don’t call me that, Gods you are worse than Jason,” Nico muttered as he planted himself down by her. She made another gagging noise and Nico quickly repositioned her back over the toilet and pulled back her relatively short hair. Nico looked away pointedly as she actually threw up though, not really willing to look at that. “What the hell did you drink?”

“Tequila...too much tequila,” Thalia clarified before resting her face against the side of the tub.

“Okay...what did you pregame with?”

“Long...Island Iced Tea.”

“Were you trying to die?” Nico groaned, exasperated.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Will asked curiously. Nico looked back at him in surprise. Honestly, he had sort of forgotten that Will was there and so hearing him talk was startling. He was looking at Nico and Thalia with a gentle concern that almost melted Nico’s cold unfeeling heart. And Gods, Nico wanted to go back to the (probably failed) flirting and the beer pong. But as always, it seemed like he needed to be the responsible one.

“No thanks, I’m an unwilling host but I’m a host nonetheless. I’m gonna get Thalia squared away, you just go back and enjoy the party,” Nico said, though his own words sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

“Well...alright, if you say so. But here, give me your phone,” Will said holding out his hand. Nico pulled it out numbly and unlocked it. Will quickly plugged in his number and handed it back to Nico. “Hit me up if you need help, okay?”

“Okay,” Nico said slowly, and Will walked away. Nico looked at his phone. Will’s name had a smiling-blushing emoji next to it, crap.

“You totallyyyyy got his number,” Thalia said as she stumbled against Nico who hauled her up with her arm around his shoulder. “Good work bro.”

“Seriously, I don’t want to hear anything from you right now,” Nico said shortly as he began the trek to get Thalia in his room laying down and her some water. “And if you throw up on me, I’m going to never forgive you.”

[winteriron-trash]

Ok, so that fanfic questions ask meme? You wanna do ALL OF THEM?!

YES, LET’S DO IT, HERE WE GO, PREPARE YOURSELF I’m copy and pasting answers I’ve already done just so I don’t have to retype them and there’s a break because god this got long. I might link this on my About Me post, cause holy shit I spent time on this

1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?

Actual fandom? Probably DC. That’s when I started reading fanfiction and really poked my head around online communities dedicated to media and all.

2. What is your latest fandom?

I don’t know, probably Marvel? Maybe Riverdale, but I was a fan of the comics before so

3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?

If I’m assuming this question is about the actual fandom and not the source material and the people in the fandom and its community as a whole? Probably the Percy Jackson fandom. Not really into it anymore so I don’t know the state of it now, but it was a pretty wholesome and positive community. Any community that calls it’s creator “Uncle Rick” has gotta be pretty dope.

4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?

Oh lord save my soul for admitting I like this, but definitely Five Nights at Freddy’s. The indie gaming, creepypasta, underground subculture as a whole is something I regret getting into. Don’t get me wrong, I usually love the source material, but the fandom is just so bad. You probably know what I’m talking about, the fangirls who insist they’re insane and are in love with Slenderman or something.

But specifically on FNaF, lord, I don’t even know what the fandom is anymore. It’s a meme, a fetish, and a hellspace all at once. And I’m not gonna fucking lie, I’ve been in this hellhole long before any of that. Like, I can’t even try to escape it, I’m in it for the long haul. I was just someone who joined for the lore and now we’re here with fucking casual bongos and trash gang and fuck I didn’t ask for this. I can’t escape. I know so fucking much about the franchise it hurts my fucking soul. I remember when the FNaF 2 trailer came out and we were all micro-analyzing London Bridge Is Falling Down. I remember when Springtrap didn’t have a name and we called that fucking Spring Bonnie or Golden Bonnie. I survived that era and I have PTSD from it, trust me. I remember when we were naive enough to think FNaF 3 was the last game. I know what channels were born and what channels died because of that series. I know it all.

I’m sorry, I got off topic. BUT I DON’T GET TO FUCKING RANT ABOUT IT ENOUGH, FUCKING FUCKSHIT

Oh, and a lot of bandoms I was in too. I went through an alt phase where I’d only listen to shit like BVB, BMTH, MCR, PTV, SWS, and so on. Once again, that sort of fandom was the same as the indie/creepypasta in being ‘different’ and ‘insane’ and all that and I was no different. I was a weird fucking kid when I was like 13. I regret all of it.

5. Which fandoms have your written fanfiction for?

Marvel, DC, and a couple Riverdale. 

6. List your OTP from each fandom you’ve been involved in.

Not in many fandoms but

Marvel - WinterIronDC - SuperbatStar Trek Voyager - Captain Janeway/Seven of NinePercy Jackson - Solangelo

7. List your NoTPs from each fandom you’ve been in.

Marvel - Stucky, Stuckony, Romanogers, Clintasha, any incest ones, (save me for admitting this) SpideypoolDC - Any batboys shipped together, Bruce/Talia

And I don’t really have NOTPs for my other fandoms? Marvel and DC are really the only two things I’m invested in the fandom of. I guess you could count Wincest as well for Supernatural.

8. How did you get involved in your latest fandom?

What even is my latest fandom? Um, we’ll just say Marvel because I’m really not into joining fandoms much anymore. Honestly, I was a big DC fan who felt the need to hate Marvel because no shit. Eventually, I just got sick of the absolute shit movies DC had and I decided I had nothing to lose by just watching Iron Man. When I watched it I realized “wow, superhero movies can actually be good???” and I just binged the entire MCU in one month and was ready to see the next movie in theatres and I think I’ve seen every single MCU movie in theatres since Civil War? Definitely since Homecoming. I gave up on DC movies. The new Aquaman looks like shit, I’m so fucking pissed they redid Mera’s look when she looked perfectly fucking fine before and now she’s oversexualized and it’s gross. I’m excited for the new DC Batwoman TV show because I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO SEE A LIVE ACTION BATWOMAN SINCE THE DAWN OF FUCKING TIME

9. What are the best things about your current fandom?

Probably the Tony Stark Defense Squad. As a collective whole, I think the Defense Squad is one of the sweetest, nicest corners of the fandom. We’re incredibly kind to each other, write great meta and fic, and it’s just a great community. Of course, there are assholes, but you know.

I might get flamed for saying this, but also the HYDRA Trash Party corner of the fandom is actually really nice? Like, they understand consent and abuse aftermath and all the real shit better than the rest of the fandom, not gonna lie. Like, for as dark as the fic is you’d expect the people to be fucking nasties, but I have never met a rude HTP enthusiast. Or even one who’s unaware of how consent and whump work. They’re all very aware and kind. It’s bizarre, considering the source material. They get an awful rep though.

10.  Is there a fandom you read fic from but don’t write in?

Literally any fandom I’m in besides Marvel and DC. I think I wrote like 2 Riverdale fics. Getting into reading fanfic and getting into writing fanfic are two entirely different ballparks. I don’t really read that much fanfic anyway, especially not anymore. I read Marvel and DC, but even then. I think it’s hard because sometimes you can’t switch off the whole ‘reading like a writer’ thing. That’s why I enjoy classic literature. I’m a slut for some good ass prose and symbolism.

11. Who is your current OTP?

WinterIron, of ducking course.

12. Who is your current OT3?

I’m not really a fan of OT3s, to be honest, I find I’m personally pretty weak with writing poly relationships and I don’t really enjoy reading them because one character is usually focused on a lot more than the other two. But if I had to pick, I would say T’Challa/M��Baku/Bucky only because I am solely responsible for the creation of that abomination and you have no idea how much people begged me for a series after the first one, it astounded me.

13. Any NoTPs?

As before listed, Stucky, Stuckony, Spideypool, Clintasha, Romanogers

14. Go on, who are your BroTPs?

IronWidow is my top BroTP, but I also like WinterWidow as a BroTP. Stucky is good as a BroTP too, as well as Tony & Rhodey.

15. Is there an obscure ship which you love?

Literally any ship I have. Yall I’ve been here since WinterIron was obscure. But to name a specific one I’m just gonna go with Pietro/Tony. I don’t know, I just had an idea I was writing for them and I was thinking about how much missed out potential there was between them. And with Pietro as a whole, but you know. Marvel has to kill off the only good Maximoff they had.

Oh, Natasha/Pepper too, but they aren’t as obscure, I guess.

16. Are their any popular ships in your fandom which you dislike?

Stucky, clearly.

17. Who was your first OTP and are they still your favourite?

Stony, and no. They fell apart for me, at least MCU-wise.

18. What ship have you written the most about?

By now, WinterIron, I believe. I recently passed my count of fics for Superbat.

19. Is there a ship which you wished you could get behind, but you just don’t feel them?

Pepperony, probably. I think it’s actually a cute and sweet ship and I like their in-canon moments, but I just can’t get behind reading fanfic of them? It never works out for me, I don’t really get it. It sucks because I do enjoy seeing their cute moments.

20. Any ships which you surprised yourself by liking?

I’ll do a different answer I thought of besides the first time I answered this. But Thruce was a big shocker for me. I didn’t even think about it during Ragnorak but then I saw an incorrect quote for it and I was like? Oh? This? This is a good, pure ship right here. The funny thing is, I actually wrote a fic with them as a side ship long before they hit it big so like, I was shocked when they came out of nowhere. But hey, I’m fucking here for it. I’ll probably never write it, but I’m here for it. 

21. What was the first fanfic you ever wrote?

Goodnight, My Angel. It was a Superbat fic and really sad, but I still love it.

22. Is there anything you regret writing?

Probably... You Deserve Love And You’ll Get It. No, I won’t link it because I hate it that much. I’m not even gonna talk about it.  It’s my most popular fic too why

23. Name a fic you’ve written that you’re especially fond of & explain why you like it.

Super dorky, but The (Un)Wanted Kiss. It’s my first finished chapter fic, and the first chaptered fic I did on Tumblr and it just brings me a lot of nostalgia. It reminds me of where I was as a writer when I started it and it was an entire fic spawned from people wanting more of a simple 500-word prompt and that just blows my mind. It reminds me of the power of fans and how much love and support I got from it. It really kicked me off as a “serious fanfic writer” I think.

24. What fic do you desperately need to rewrite or edit?

All You Are Is All I Need. That is a hot fucking mess. Probably The Red Halo too.

25. What’s your most popular fanfic?

*sigh* You Deserve Love And You’ll Get It

26. How do you come up with your fanfic titles?

I bullshit my way through them. My most recent fics have actually followed a trend of being named after songs.

27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?

Summaries. I always make them so fucking corny, I hate it.

28. If someone were to draw a piece of fanart for your story, which story would it be and what would the picture be of?

One Foot In Front Of The Other, probably. Just because I want more fem!WinterIron fanart. I can’t say what scene because spoilers but.... yeah, anything from that would be great, really.

29. Do you have a beta reader? Why/Why not?

Sort of. I make some of my friends like Pizza read over my shit before I post it, but that’s not often, only when I think I need it. I don’t just because I write a lot and I’d feel bad for constantly annoying someone with making them read everything I write. I hate inconveniencing people.

30. What inspires you to write?

The better question is what doesn’t. I never stop thinking like a writer. My brain forgot how to turn off that feature.

31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?

Ummmm, I can’t think of an exact thing? I get so many beyond sweet comments and messages, it’s hard to pin down one comment. I think if I had to pick, I once got a message from someone on Tumblr who was old enough to be my mother complimenting me and telling me I didn’t write like a teenager and I think that was really sweet.

32. Do you listen to music when you write or does music inspire you? If so, which band or genre of music does it for you?

Yes, yes, yes, yes. And honestly, any genre. I listen to everything. Everything. But specifically, Emilie Autumn has inspired a lot ideas/fics I’ve written.

33. Do you write oneshots, multi-chapter fics or huuuuuge epics?

All of the above.

34. What’s the word count on your longest fic?

Around 23k, I think?

35. Do you write drabbles? If so, what do you normally write them about?

Yes, and whatever I get prompted for, really.

36. What’s your favourite genre to write?

For fanfiction, I guess romance? I mean, that’s really all my fanfiction is. Otherwise, I’ll write quite literally any genre I feel like. I go wherever an idea takes me. I’m character based, not genre or plot based.

37. First person or third person - what do you write in and why?

Third. I fucking despise 1st person. I just do. That’s an entire rant we ain’t here for today.

38. Do you use established canon characters or do you create OCs?

Usually canon characters. I only use an OC when I absolutely have to, to make the plot do the plot stuff.

39. What is you greatest strength as a writer?

Nothing. My writing sucks. All of it is shit.

40. What do you struggle the most with in your writing?

Everything. I screech the most about pacing and sentence structures though.

41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:

Most of these are actually on my to-read list but whatever.

Winter's End by ali_aliska Winter is Coming (aka Fifty First Avengers Dates) by 27dragons, tisfan My Love is Vengeance by seikaitsukimizu The caged Hawk by asamandra Fertile Ground by 27dragons, tisfan

42. List and link to 5 fanfiction authors who are amazing:

27dragons tisfanChiaki_Hamano arianapeterson19 thepartyresponsible

43. Is there anyone in your fandom who really inspires you?

Not really? I’m not knocking any of the other ‘big names’ in the Marvel fandom, but I don’t really draw inspiration from other fanfic writers. Not for plot, and definitely not for writing style. I get inspiration from fanart I see sometimes, but it’s never one main artist who I stalk to be inspired, just whatever I happen across online.

44. What ship do you feel needs more attention?

WinterIron, duh. I will not rest until WinterIron is the biggest ship in the Marvel fandom.

45. What is your all time favourite fanfic?

I’ve mentioned this fic before and honestly, it hasn’t been topped yet, but  In the Company of Monsters by Chiaki_Hamano. It’s not even a Marvel fic, and it’s not even a ship I like, but god, I fucking adore it. I’d love to write something like it, but with WinterIron if I had the time, I think the entire world and setting would fit WinterIron beautifully.

46. If someone was to read one of your fanfics, which fic would you recommend to them and why?

Well, that all depends on what they’re looking for in my fanfiction. If they’re looking for WinterIron, I’d probably tell them to start with The (Un)Wanted Kiss just because that’s one of my most loved fics and I think I did really well with it. But if they just want a general fic, A Great Connection is one I’m really proud of and I still get gushing feedback about.

47. Archive Of Our Own, Fanfiction.net or Tumblr - where do you prefer to post and why?

For just writing fanfic, Ao3. Tumblr can be a pain in the ass, and I don’t even use ff.net.

48. Do you leave reviews when you read fanfiction? Why/Why not?

Yes. But only if 1, I really, really loved it or 2, I don’t think the fic has enough attention. It also helps if the writer responds to comments. I don’t see the significance of saying “I loved this!” if the fic has dozens of other comments saying the same thing. As a writer, I know what comments writers prefer. Longer ones, deep comments pointing out what things they liked, and so on. However if I write a comment that long, I like to get a response because you know, I love seeing the writer talking about the elements of the story I liked. 

49. Do you care if people comment/reblog your writing? Why/why not?

Not really, to be perfectly honest. Yes, I love and cherish every kudos and note I get, and the sweet comments make me want to die of joy. But I write for me. Even when I take prompts, in the end, I write because it makes me happy. Yes, I love the validation. But even without it, I would still write. I do not write fanfiction for you, I share fanfiction with you. There’s a difference. Writing makes me happy. If I only cared about the validation, I wouldn’t have a folder reserved of fics I’ll never post but I wrote just because I wanted to. I write to write. The moment I start writing for validation, I might as well stop writing, because it’s not worth it.

50. How did you get into reading and/or writing fanfiction?

Ummmm I think I was just curious? I was new to internet culture, I saw fanart of Superbat and I discovered Ao3 and was like “wow, this stuff exists??? Words for free????? About my favourite characters being happy and dating each other??????????” and it was a downward spiral. I was like, 11 when I read my first fanfiction. I was obsessed with Superbat fanart, and I thought, what would it hurt to try actually reading it? Like, that was so taboo to me. And now we’re here. Tadaaaaaah

51. Rant or Gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction! Go!

Oh, a chance to ramble. Yay. I’m gonna rant because I’m a rant-y person.

I think something that annoys me about fanfiction is not necessarily a probably within fanfiction, but rather the outward view of it. Fanfic has an awful rep within the real world. The one-time fanfiction really took centre stage was when Fifty Shades came out, which only hurt the platform by furthering the stereotype that it’s all porn made for horny freaks who just want to get off.

I should not be ashamed to say I write fanfiction. I should not feel childish saying it to myself. No one should. At least half of my ‘fans’ are nearly a decade or more older than me. It’s clearly not something that’s immature or silly. Of course, it can be, but any hobby can be dumbed down to a kiddy version.

But fanfiction at its core is ignored for what it really is. When adults talk about fanfiction they belittle it and only see a tiny subsection of it, ignoring what it’s supposed to be about. It’s about creating transformative works for media you’re passionate about.

Fanfiction gets a worse rep than other transformative works such as fanart or whatever. Writing as a whole does. Fanfic is painted as this utter trash.

I’ve read fanfiction that made me cry, laugh, feel shit. I’ve read fanfiction that tackled heavy topics. Even on a sexual standpoint, I’ve read fanfiction that was willing to write erotica that published authors wouldn’t fucking touch. Both in a kink sense, but also in terms of how the relationship functions. I’ve read shitty fanfictions, sure. But I’ve read fanfictions that were better than 90% of the published books I’ve read. Even fanfics I didn’t like.

To put fanfiction into perspective, the average YA novel (the age group fanfiction is generally but not always aimed at) is 70k words. I’ve read fanfiction that blows that word count out of the water. And it takes fucking skill to write something that long. It’s not just writing a bunch of porn or cute scenes, that takes serious world building and character arcs.

Fanfiction kills so many tropes that are common in YA and literature in general. I read a YA after reading nothing but fanfiction for a long time and I was fucking appalled? It was a popular YA too. I won’t name what one because you could literally imagine anyone and it’d probably fit. The characters were flat, the romance was outright manipulative and toxic, the plot was dull, even the writing itself was bland. This was the type of book years ago I would’ve loved. But compared to most (of course, not all. Shit exists, but I think in fanfiction, we’re able to better filter out the shit) fanfictions, it was fucking trash.

When I started reading fanfiction, I assumed it’d lower my standards. The first time I picked up an actual novel I was relieved, excited to not have to deal with the problems that are in unpublished writings. But I quickly realized it was the complete opposite. Fanfiction threw my expectations through the roof. I expect fiction to include representation, fresh plots, interesting characters, thrilling romances, and decent fucking sex scenes if they’re there. But it just wasn’t there. It all fell flat. As someone seriously into the writing and reading community I hear so often that it’s hard for plots to be original and you shouldn’t judge on originality, but then I read fanfiction written by fucking teenagers that’s fucking mind-blowing with plot twists and original ideas, and I have to wonder is it really that hard? It’s clearly doable, you just have to take away the fanfiction part.

I have YA novels sitting on my sheld I know I’ll never read and enjoy because fanfiction just made my expectations too high. Which is good in a sense because I pray some of these amazing writers, when they get older will go on to write mind-blowing original novels and I hope that this generation of writers will put out great literature in ten to fifteen years, but for now I’m just… underwhelmed. I think it’s why I read a lot of classic literature too. Shit was better back then.

And yet despite all that, fanfiction is still made to look like shit in the modern media. It sucks so badly for fanfiction writers not to look like serious writers. I could publish one book, have it get the amount of attention my biggest fanfic got and be considered a serious author. My biggest fanfiction currently has 40k notes on Tumblr. Imagine if that were a published short story. It’d be a fucking hit. And there are others that make my numbers look small. And yet it’s brushed aside as unimpactful.

I think a lot of that stems from the fact that fanfic writers do generally start out younger. I’m 16. Others either are or were my age. But age does not equate to skill in writing. Sure, that is a factor, but it is not the entire story. I know a 14 yr old who writes some of the best prose I have ever seen. And even if younger fic writers aren’t on level yet, fanfiction is what’s helping them grow as a writer. But because we’re teenagers, we’re turned away just because of that. Even more specifically because we’re teenage girls (for the most part, I’m not saying other genders and/or age groups aren’t writing/reading fanfic) and we all know how society feels about them. It’s just a fucking shame that fanfiction can’t be respected for the legitimate form of writing it is because of the stigma. I’ve seen fanfic writers say they aren’t real writers because of the stigma, it’s awful. We feel the need to tear ourselves down for an admirable hobby. I can’t say my favourite book is a fanfiction I read, when I has every right to be a valid answer.

We’ll cut this ramble off here because wow I really went on didn’t I.