#this was done really fast and rushed in one sitting cuz I got a sleepover to attend lolol

[crushedsweets]

Imagine connie's first reaction to seeing Toby's cheek gash

Yea I will imagine that actually

[fangirlwithapen13]

Could you do a Percy Jackson x Gender neutral reader where Percy has recently come back from Tartarus and he has really bad nightmares and as a result, hates sleeping alone so the reader ends up staying at his place regularly and they end up cuddling/sleeping together and that really helps with Percy’s nightmares?

Hi @spencercharnasinkssmolnbbean ! Thank you so much for the ask! I really really really hope it’s good! It’s my first time writing something suggested so I’m so sorry if it’s bad 😅😖 I hope you like it! It’s so so so long-my bad! (Also I made it like a headcaon thing cuz I wasn’t sure if you wanted it like that or story...so...;)

💤 ever since Percy came back Tartarus things haven’t been quite the same

💤 He’s the same guy of course but...

💤 There’s something about when he looks at certain things that make you think of the things he’s been through

💤 Of course he’d never tell you

“Oh don’t worry about it (Y/N). I’m fine, how was your day?”

“Nothings wrong, I’m just thinking. It’s okay.”

💤 He’ll just smile and shrug it off.

💤 He’s pretty good at avoiding topics. (Off topic question-you have been stopped).

💤 But you know

💤 You always know when he’s upset or just off you know?

💤 It annoys you to pieces but you manage

💤 You don’t want to push him to do or tell you anything he doesn’t want to

💤 So you leave him be

💤 That is until one night

💤 It’s late, probably midnight or getting closer to 1 AM.

💤 You’re at camp, in your cabin just lying awake currently thinking about what you’re gonna do do with Percy not telling you stuff (I told you it bothered you)

💤 When suddenly there’s a buzzing noise on the side table

💤 You toss over and look at the phone Leo had created (“NO MONSTERS! BUY NOW FOR-“ “Leo shut up you can’t make money off of it”)

💤 Percys Calling

💤 “Hey Perce, what’s up?”

💤 Your kinda confused actually.

💤 You remember that he has a group of younger campers to teach some defensive moves in the morning

💤 He shouldn’t be up this late

💤 “H-hey (Y-y/N).” He answers

💤 He’s panting heavy

💤 And his voice is shaking

💤 “Are you okay Percy? What happened?” You ask

💤 You sit up and get worried immediately

💤 He could hear the worry in your voice and he suddenly regrets calling you

💤 This kid hates making you worry. He hates it

💤 But he’s got you on now so he might as well ask you.

💤 “I-I’m okay. Uh...hey (y/n), can-Uh can you come to my cabin?” He asks quietly but you hear every word

💤 You guys have snuck sleepovers before, but spontaneously in the middle night? Ehhh I don’t know about that one chief

💤 Although you know something is wrong

💤 He’s never done this before and you’re sure this has something to do with what he won’t tell you

💤 So you agree to go, sneaking your way to the Poseidon cabin

💤 And he’s there, just sitting on the edge of his bed

💤 He looks tired

💤 Like really tired

💤 When he realizes you’re there he rushes to hug you

💤 He’s a bit sweaty and his breathing is heavy, which really makes you worried.

💤 “Are you okay?” You ask

💤 He nods and pulls away from you, and in the dark you can’t tell if he’s crying or if it’s just the way the moon light is reflecting his eyes

💤 “I...Im okay...uh can-can you stay with me? Just for tonight? I-I’m sorry...I just can’t be alone right now...” he answers, glancing at you after every few sentence

💤 You agree of course and both get into the bed

💤 He’s a great cuddler by the way

💤 He holds you close, arms tight around you

💤 You could hear his fast heartbeat

💤 After awhile you weren’t sure if he was awake

💤 So you began to speak out loud

💤 “Perce...I know what you went through was unimaginable. I just want you to know that I’m here for you. If you want to talk.”

💤 You were sure he wasn’t going to answer

💤 But he did

💤 He started talking slowly and quietly about the things that happened

💤 And you listened

💤 You listened until he didn’t have anything else to tell you

💤 “And just...after all of that I get these really bad nightmares about it. I hate them...and honestly haven’t been getting any sleep because of them.” He told you

💤 “But with you...you just...really help me relax. I feel like when I have you here, in my arms...you’re safe and I’m safe.”

💤 You smiled in the dark as you snuggle closer to him.

💤 “I’ll stay with you as long as you want me.” You whisper

💤 Soon enough you both were fast asleep, cuddled close together

💤 And that was the start of your late nights together

💤 And it was safe to say that with you beside him, Percy only had great dreams

[shrimpfriedr1ce]

So I’m gonna speak up. #HijoAko

!!!Trigger Warning!!!

3 years ago. I learned that anyone can manipulate you into doing what they want. And I learned it the hard way. I’m not really read to call him out yet, but I want to share my experience and let people know that I sympathize.

LONG VERSION (Skip to AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA for the short version)

Prior to these events. I’ve been avoiding Jerick. I felt like our friendship was getting.. a bit too toxic. He’d coax me to come over and with food since he lives nearby. He openly admitted it in a conversation with my friend saying “Oh, you want him to come over? Just tell him you have food. Easy.”

He’d find excuses to come over to my place (we both live alone) with statements like “I bought too much food, can I come over?”. He claims he’s depressed and that he has panic attacks. I remember he had 2 panic attacks on 2 separate classes. So a little part of me thought he was faking it so I would feel soft for him and take care of him. But at the same time.. what if he wasn’t? Worst case scenario, it’s real. So naturally, I’d do what any person would do and look after him.

I remember one time, it was our finals for one of our programming classes; GDEVDAT (idk what it meant. Game DEVelopment DATa???). He asked me to come over since he had food and so he could help me with the finals. I was in a bit of a struggle, so why not. I came over and the moment I setup my laptop he insisted that we played DoTA til well into the night. My software wasn’t working properly. So I stopped playing and asked him if he could help me fix it. He looked a little disappointed because I didn’t want to play anymore. Needless to say, it was a silent room for 2 hours. Then I walked back home at 4 am. A part of me that time felt like I wasted my time. I felt like, as the gamers call it -baited- into coming over.

He would tell me to stay away from my circle of friends since they were not his kind of crowd. He’d point out my friends’ flaws and say mean things about them. I’m not gonna drop their names, but they know who they are. So me being me, I believed him. I could see his point and thought “huh, he’s right”. Before I knew it, I was closer to him than I was to my friends. Before long, I began.. protecting him. He’d have suicidal thoughts, I’d come rushing over. He needed company, I was already there. I knew something was up at this point. Which brings me back to my disclaimer. I started avoiding him.

It felt tiring and I couldn’t get time to myself because.. well, yeah. He kept guilt tripping me into meeting up.

So here’s where it got.. fucked up.

I remember coming home after buying a mop ‘cuz my friends were gonna’ sleepover so I planned to clean before they arrived the next day (we had an overnight event at school). I then received multiple messages on facebook telling me to take care of Jerick because he was attempting a suicide. He lived nearby, so I laced up my shoes and went to his place. I come over and there are just.. guards from our school in front of his flat. I ask if they’re there for Jerick. They said said yes. But they couldn’t enter because the landlord said only the Jerick could let us in. He was pissed drunk. Moments later he comes down drunk as hell and the landlord lets us in. He smelled like vodka. Me and who I assume is the commanding officer lifted, L I F T E D –this guy was 3 times my size– back to his unit. I tell the officer that I’ll handle things. So they leave. Leaving me and Jerick alone. BAD IDEA Vince. We sat quietly in the room. I looked around, forcing to look for something to break the silence. I had a cigarette. Sat down and asked him why he had a condom on his table. He said he hooked up with a guy but he finished super fast. I deadass said “huh, maybe I should keep a condom. I heard it’s good luck for guys” at this point 2020 Me is telling 2017 me to stfu. He told me if I wanted to get my dick sucked, he was right there. He tried to pull down my shorts and force himself on me (we were sitting on the bed btw, i know. my bad). I pushed him over and he stopped. He then passed out. I sat there for a good 5 mins. Processing what just happened. I thought to myself, should I report this? or just keep it to myself? I left a note saying that I would stay quiet. I come back to my room and pass out.

He messages me the next morning saying what happened. I of course, decided to keep quiet. I didn’t want to talk to him because.. it felt weird. He says he doesn’t remember anything and what was it that I didn’t wanna tell anyone. Remember we had  an event at school? I told him personally. He said he was sorry and that he was drunk etc. I let it slide.

Fucked up #2. MAJOR. MAJOR. MAJOR. TRIGGER WARNING. I SWEAR TO GOD JUST SKIP THIS IF YOU’RE EASILY TRIGGERED BY SUICIDE. I’LL MARK IT  WITH “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” IF IT’S DONE. JUST. OKAY?

Same events occur. Messages telling me to go to Jerick. Ayt. Cool.  So I rush over to his place. I see you asking “How you gonna get in through the main gate?” I got lucky. Someone was gonna enter the same time as me. I reached his door and the lights were off. Pitch black. Sketchy. I went in. His place wasn’t that big. So I went in and saw a silhouette of him standing on the window about to jump. I coax him to come down and sit down and talk. He said he felt abandoned and that I wasn’t there to help him. And how it was my fault that he felt sad. THEN HE OFFERS TO BUY ME DINNER..?? AT ARISTOCRAT?? if you’re a Filipino and from Manila. You know.

We talk over dinner and he confessed that he only kept talking to me because he wanted to make a female friend of mine jealous. WE WERE LAUGHING THE NIGHT AWAY. And I come  back to my unit. And think.. DID I JUST GET FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN?????????? I sat on my bed puzzling  the scheme that was the attempted suicide.

Issue 1.) WHY THE FUCK WAS HIS DOOR CONVENIENTLY UNLOCKED??  I mean.. everyone locks their front door. You lock it. You always lock it.

Issue 2.) Did he fake a suicide attempt.. JUST TO HAVE DINNER WITH ME?

Issue 3.)  I got played.

At this point. I avoided him altogether. Facebook, Twitter and his number.

I learned later that same year, I wasn’t the only victim. And that he too chose to keep it to himself.

I’ve had trouble believing people since. I’ve had trouble getting attached to people because of the vulnerability or what might happen.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

It’s been 3 years since this incident. And I’ve never publicly talked about this issue. I was scared. I was scared of what would happen to him if I accused him of sexual assault. A mom and dad would lose their child, and a person’s hopes and dreams would be unreachable. It was also hard for me to talk about it because.. I felt easily dismissed but at the same time, I didn’t want to dwell on a topic that brought  back memories as bad as this one.

I decided to just keep it to myself and hope he becomes a better person. I thought I could just put a tough face on and power through the day. It’s not like that. I’ve developed a fear of trusting people and being overly attached. And for a short time, developed a sick and twisted mindset. At one point, I resented gay people. I thought “what if all of them are as manipulative as him?” –I no longer do of course. I’ve grown past the stereotyping, and I’ve met wonderful people of the LGBT+ community.

Okay, the thing is. Sexual Assault and Gas Lighting.. are bad. In a word, they’re bad. In more words, it’s.. I don’t know. I felt like a dog who had to obey their master. A dog who was at the mercy of their master so I could eat and be able to speak when I’m allowed to. At the same time, I felt like I was just another chunk of  meat for someone’s pleasure. It’s like I wasn’t human. I wasn’t a guy who goes to school, plays video games and watches anime. I was just another guy on Jerick’s list of people he’d want to get on top of.

[actualbird]

a dumb weird old au i made that i’ll probably never write: the one where michael and jeremy are witches, roommates, best friends, and magic betrays Everybody’s Big Dumb Love Feelings

so in a world where magic is pretty common (because my middle name is “magic au”), using magic is as common as riding a bike. you can be really good at it or really bad at it or just choose not to use it at all.

theres this concept of a Familiar. it’s a magical animal you can make that’s a physical manifestation of your magic + a part of your soul. familiars help regulate and control a user’s magic. it’s really common for kids to make familiars when theyre learning magic, but less and less so the older you get, because it’s basically a glaring neon sign that’s interpreted as “haha you cant control your magic.” it’s Embarrassing to have one when youre older. usually familiars fade once the user doesnt need them anymore/users can purposely get rid of them using a spell (but. the spell sucks. purposely shoving a piece of your soul back where it doesnt feel it’s ready to be is Not Nice. best to let it happen naturally yknow)

so jeremy and michael!! as kids, jeremy and michael loved playing around with magic. they’d bring shitty origami animals to life for an hour or so. cool little light shows zipping from their fingers when theyd sleepover at each other’s house. dumb pranks and the such. jeremy found magic fun, but he never really thought of like pursuing it. he wasnt a natural at calling for the magic. he always needed to strain himself to make things happen. but michael? michael could call on magic like it was nothing.

which. was a bit of a problem. because he has trouble focusing and things get out of hand really really quickly and magic was easy for michael but he couldnt control it at all. origami animals catching fire or light turning to lightning. michael’s brain goes too fast and magic goes even faster so their childhood is a mess of broken window panes and murmurs of dangerous kid until

one day it all just stops. not the magic, but the lack of control. 

and jeremy can put the pieces together. he figures pretty easily that michael made a familiar and he’s happy for him!! but familiars are super personal (it’s a part of your SOUL) so he wont bring it up unless michael brings it up. but he never does. so jeremy never pushes.sure, okay, for those first few weeks he looks around. it’s inadvisable for a familiar to be too far away from their user because of the whole soul thing. so he’d wonder if that squirrel that scurried past was michael’s familiar. or maybe that pigeon hanging by the wire. or maybe it was something small like a beetle that lived in michael’s pocket. but michael never brings it up. so jeremy never pushes. time passes and michael’s magic gets even better and jeremy figures the familiar faded away. 

FAST FORWARD to where theyre coooooool in college. they are ROOMMATES and BEST FRIENDS and WITCHES but only michael really uses magic. jeremy uses magic sometimes to like, get rid of a headache (and maybe accidentally give himself a worse one, oh jer). michael does like. potions and sigils on the side for cash because he’s!! good!!!

but then michael has to go to this Thing (and i never figured out what exactly, theres a reason this au isnt gonna get written hsfdjf) but it’s a thing with super conservative witches and sorcerers and mages and michael is nervous because he has to make a good impression and jeremy is like YOU’VE!! GOT THIS!!! YOU’RE A SKILLED WITCH!!!! and jeremy just assumes all the worry michael is feeling is just cuz he’s intimidated but then the day before michael leaves he like. sits jeremy down and says

“I have a secret to tell you. and a favor to ask you.”

jeremy, internally: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT IS HAPPENING

so michael is there not making eye contact with jeremy and he’s so worried and he opens lifts the hand he had covering his other and. hops out the tiniest little sparrow looking at jeremy like he’s the World

“I need you to look after my familiar.”

“Wh----”

and michael is rushing to say so many things like. “i’m sorry i never told you and i’m sorry this is so sudden but i cant bring her with me because if somebody finds out i’d be done for and she never faded away okay but it’s SO EMBARASSING TO HAVE ONE WHEN YOURE PAST TWELVE BUT i cant stomach the thought of erasing her she helps so much with my magic and my anxiety AND AND---”

and jeremy has to like. calm michael down because he’d never think less of michael over some dumb familiar stigma. he’s still an incredibly skilled witch who also just so happens to have a part of his soul split into this tiny feathery fluff hopping around their kitchen counter while staring at jeremy the entire time. 

so. thats where the actual planned fic wouldve began: wherein jeremy takes care of michael’s familiar. (in my notes, her name is boni. like. bonifacio. shut up, theres a reason this au is dead). and jeremy is SO ON EDGE the entire time because boni is michael’s SOUL!! he was initially hesitant because he’s heard about familiar separation and its negative effects but jeremy isnt very good at saying no to michael so.

so jeremy takes care of boni. and is puzzled the entire time because boni seems to do the opposite of what he’s reading familiars are supposed to act like? familiars are super super personal (SOUL!!! HIS SOUL!!!!!) and thus it would only trust its user and it would HATE other people. but boni is ridiculously cuddly. she’d fly up to jer’s hand for pets. she’d sit on his head and try to preen his hair. she chirps happilly whenever jeremy wakes up. and jeremy is ?????

he’d call michael and ask if he was doing okay or if he was feeling sick but michael would respond really brightly like “Nah, dude. I actually feel great? Like confident and safe and warm? S’weird.”

[insert biggest eyes emoji in the world]

at one point michael gets super super nervous and in their apartment, boni starts to go haywire. and theyd call and jeremy would talk michael through it while petting boni and he’d slowly start to realize how //connected// michael and boni are and he’d wonder. about the implications of boni’s behavior concerning michael’s feelings towards jeremy. (because jeremy totally has feelings back. OBVIOUSLY!!)

so yeah thats this au where a magic bird is not only michael’s soul but a physical manifestation of Michael’s Big Pining Feelings. the end