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blueberryinko · 4 months

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Request: The Festival

Another request for my good friend @EnriqueTorq!

“Frank, bills are due again.” Julia sighed, sitting on the couch. Her seven month pregnant belly stretched across her lap, taut with triplets. They were beginning to be really tight on utilities and it was taking its toll. Julia worked from home as much as possible, but sales were slow this season, which had massively damaged her commission income.

“They’re not that bad right now, right? It’s the middle of spring, energy has to be going down about now.” He murmured, sitting down on the couch and rubbing her belly. She shifted, her stomach riding up to reveal her big pregnant gut, swollen and ripe with child. This was her eighth pregnancy, having had six children already, her eldest being eighteen and her youngest two being a year old. “Yeah, but remember we have two more mouths to feed than last time and we spent expenses on the nursery…” Julia wondered if they were doing the wrong thing, having so many kids.

Frank pulled down her shirt, veiny swollen breasts full and heavy. After a mastitis infection last winter, Julia often got engorged, and right now they were heavy and full. “God, I need release…” She moaned, breathy. Frank squeezed, and watched as milk trickled from her boob. Frank grins, starting to suckle. She arched her back, whimpering. “Oh, Frank!” Her breath hitched as his hands went to her thighs, kneeling over her.

“Y’know the Wonka festival’s up soon.” He offered, grinning. “I know the village clerk offered you Violet’s role.” Both Julia and Frank had a blueberry kink. Julia wanted to swell big and ripe with juice, and Frank wanted her to be his berry for as long as she could. But right now that wasn’t possible for them. So they’d take what they could get. “I-i know! Nnngh!” Julia moaned. “I’m so… so excited.. b-but.. may have to leave early.. the babies are on such a set schedule now-“

Frank shushes her, drinking more of her milk. “Nnnaaahhhh!” Julia whined, curling her back over and clutching Frank’s head. “I have the costume ready again.. and with this big belly I’ll really look the- nnnghh- part!” She exclaimed. “Nnngh.. you’re gonna look so good.” Frank promised with a guttural growl, shirking off her jeans.

The day of the festival had arrived two weeks later, and Julie was having trouble getting dressed. She’d been standing in her bedroom for twenty minutes just trying to button up these damn pants. “Frank! I’m too fat!” She grumped, causing Frank to come running. There she was, stood in just her bra and tight pants, the blouse sat to the side of her snd the belt just the same. “Here baby, lemme help.” He offered.

He kneeled at her front, hands on her belly. He kissed it, rubbing it gently as he moved towards her pants button, trying to close the clasp over her expanse. “You got it yet?” Julia whined, trying to peer around her bulging womb, unable to see her beloved husband. “Just about,” Frank grunted, pressing the clasp together as hard as he could, and as Julia felt her belly tighten she moaned. “Oooh~!” Finally, the button clasped, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Now.. now for the blouse.” She sighed, turning to the deep blue, sleeveless blouse. Frank chuckled, holding it up. “Come on, into it.” He ordered. Julia pouted, unbuttoning it and pulling the sleeves over her arms. One by one, she started buttoning the blouse, but as soon as it got to her belly, she began to struggle. Frank took over, starting to clasp them together. But they just weren’t coming together, so Frank had an idea.

“Percy! Come here and help your mother!” He called. Their son came out from the bedroom, noting his mom’s clothes struggles. “Are you sure about this costume idea, Mom?” Percy asked, moving in to help his father button her up. Julia grumbled. “It’s either that or go as a toilet paper mummy. I’m sticking with this.” She crossed her arm over her bountiful breasts, and as her two boys struggled to button her up, finally they managed to squeeze her into the blouse. Every breath she took made the fabric screech in protest, ready to pop at any moment.

“Okay, I think I’m ready to- nnk!- go.” Julia murmured, waddling heavily towards the car. Every groan of her blouse made Julia think that she was the one that was going to pop, every kick from the babies making her veiny, swollen boobs wobble. Their minivan was able to fit all of their kids, thankfully. Julia heaved herself into the passenger’s seat, Frank grinning as he set the car in motion.

“Alright there tubby?” He joked, patting her belly. Julia whined, rubbing her belly. “I thought you liked me being chubby?” She pouted.

Frank chuckled. “Of course I do,” he murmured, rubbing her belly as he drove. “And I love this bulging baby-maker of yours.” She giggled, and after an hour’s drive, they arrived at the festival. It was booming, music playing and children running around. But Julia seemed to be one of the stars of the show, her gravid bump swinging and heaving as she waddled through the crowd. She felt people rubbing her bump and grunted. “H-hey, hands off the merchandise!” She scolded, arms over her swollen boobs.

She spent the day waddling around with her kids, doing some of the prize grabs and games, watching as they went on the fairground rides. She got a ton of stares, rubbing her maternal swell with pride. A button burst as she stretched, her popped navel showing very plainly, a linea negra a faint imprint on her form. “Whoops!” She squeaked, wincing as more of her blouse began to pop. “Frank! Take our picture before I’m topless in public!” She was lactating too, her front soaked.

Frank rushed over with the kids, setting up the camera. As soon as he had all their kids in the frame, he rushed around Julia’s back, snaking a hand into her trousers, grabbing her ass. “Annh!” She grunted, biting back a moan and hiding it with a grin. Julia pouted after the photo was taken, posting it on their social page. “How do I look?” She grinned. She was definitely going to post on her blog about this later as well.

“Like a fertility goddess.” Frank assured her as they loaded the kids back into the minivan. Julia was happy, even as she heaved herself back into the van. Back to their bills and worries. And her due date, creeping ever closer, ready for her next pregnancy.

Three days later, Julia was working from home when she got an email.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

RE: Experiment Candidacy

To Ms Martinez,

I happened to come across your photo on your social media page. I must congratulate you on your pregnancy. I’m a representative of Anodyne, and we would simply love to give you the opportunity to try out our special drug, Vio-X! To try our new drug, we would pay you a whole sum of $50 million to be our test subject. Call us back if you wish to come in, I would recommend not missing this opportunity.

Best wishes,

Marcus Francois

Julia stared at the offer. This couldn’t be real, could it? “Hey Frank?” She called to him, starting to search around to check if they were legit. They were as well, to her awe. Frank brought one of the twins to her, whom she placed in her arms. “Look at this. 50 million dollars! This could be life-changing for us!” She exclaimed. Frank’s jaw dropped.

“And just to try a new drug? I can look after the kids for the day if you need me to?” Frank offered. Julia was excited now, practically bouncing in her seat as she wrapped her other arm around Frank. “I’m gonna call them back now!” She shuffled out of her seat, handing the baby back to Frank and holding her belly as she brought out her phone.

“Hi there, this is Julia Martinez? I’m calling about the Anodyne offer? Does tomorrow work for you?”

The next day, Julia had her mother-in-law drive her in to Anodyne’s headquarters. Waddling towards the reception desk, the green dress she was wearing immediately tore down the belly, exposing her tan pregnant gut. “Does everything I wear have to rip?” She moaned exasperatedly. Approaching the receptionist, she angled her belly to the side. “Hi there, Julia, here for the drug trial?”

“Julia!” There was the guy she’d been talking to on the phone last night. Marcus Francois. He was a blond corporate looking guy in a bland suit, rushing up towards her. “My god, you’re even bigger in person! And that ass!” Marcus greeted, smacking it with some force. Julia yelped. “H-hey, only my husband’s allowed to touch me like that!” Marcus raised his hands defensively. “Just a friendly greeting. Come, come, the lab boys really have something here!”

As she waddled along laboriously, she kept a hand on her back. “You have to be due any day now, right?” Marcus asked. Julia nodded. “T-two weeks.” She gasped. Marcus grinned. “You shoulda worn that Violet outfit. You know what we’re cooking up here, right?” Actually Julia didn’t.

“You’ve seen the movies, right?” Marcus asked. Julia frowned in confusion. “What, the Wonka ones?” She certainly had and confirmed as much to him.

“Why, what does that have to do with anything?” She questioned. Marcus seemed to vibrate, he was that enthused. “You’ve seen what happened to Violet in the movies, right?” No, he couldn’t possibly be talking about what she thought she was, right? Her nethers became warm, and she felt a damp spot starting to form in her panties. “No freaking way! Really?”

“Really!” Marcus confirmed. “I’m betting you wore that costume on purpose, right? You had to have known what you were doing, I mean, look at you, you’re the perfect candidate!” Julia gasped. “Wait, is that what I’m gonna be?”

Marcus nodded. “We recreated the three-course-gum, all effects included, in a tiny pill! We want to corner the fetish market with this thing, we can sell millions to celebs who can peddle this stuff!” He explained.

“W-wait, you can actually turn me into a blueberry? What about the babies?” Julia questioned. Marcus waved his hands. “Oh, they’ll be fine! Even with a blueberry as a mama, I mean, it’s not as if we’re able to juice you once it happens-“

“Wait, it’s permanent?” Julia asked. “But how will I be a mom to my kids, how will I hug them?”

“We’ll figure it out,” Marcus reasoned, shrugging his shoulders as he bounced down the stairs. “I mean, once you’ve transformed, we’ll have to do a little bit of poking and experimenting-“

“No experiments!” Julia protested. “I don’t do needles and I certainly don’t wanna pop!”

Marcus. “Lady, experiments are necessary for this to work, we’ve simmed this dozens of times but we need a live subject!”

“No, I don’t want to, I have to go, I’ll let you know later!” She snapped, waddling out, her nerves frayed. She forced herself to calm down as she waddled back to the van, being driven home.

Her mind raced on the way back. Why had she denied her chance to live out her dream, Frank’s dream? Because of a few needles, because she’d have to be tested and experimented on?

She imagined herself, a fertile blue ball crammed full of juice and babies, a big blueberry breeder for her husband. She eyed her mother-in-law, then slowly dug her finger under her dress, starting to pant.

She reached home later than she would have liked, but as she waddled back in, she noted Frank at the counter, tired and nursing one of the babies.

“Frank,” She murmured, taking the baby from him. “That drug.. it.. it can make me a blueberry.” She stammered, still reeling. Frank shot up, now fully awake. “Sorry honey.. repeat that?” Julia explained. “The company made the gum! In pill form! And I denied it because I was scared of a few needles! I’m so stupid-“ Frank stopped her.

“Hey, hey, calm, Jules, calm.” Frank murmured, a hand on her belly.

“They’ll be waiting on your decision, right? You can do this.” He encouraged. “We’ve wanted this for so long, right?” Julia knew he was right. “You’re gonna get so big honey, c’mon!” Julia and Frank had stars in their eyes, and Julia drew herself up to her full, pregnant height. “I’m gonna do it,” she decided, picking up her phone once again.

“Anodyne? This is Julia Martinez. I’ve made my decision.”

The next morning, Julia waddled out to the post office with Frank. Her heart raced, and she could tell by Frank’s heavy breathing and tentpoled pants that he was feeling the same. She finally reached the front of the line, and the cashier slid the package into the retrieval area. She felt inside, a small package meeting her hands.

“This is it,” Julia squealed, taking the gum out of the packet.

“You ready?” Frank asked, and Julia quickly popped it in her mouth before she could get cold feet. They waited for a few moments, and wandered out of the store. As she waddled, she could feel her skin heating up. She figured it was just a regular heat flush, then saw her arms. “Holy shit, it’s working!” Julia gasped, feeling herself as she was painted a deep cobalt hue.

Frank gazed at his wife, a radiant glow emanating from her body. “Babe.. you’re beautiful.. we gotta get you home before you can’t fit in the door!” Julia’s belly let out a deep, gurgling rumble. “Nnnff…” She gasped, shuddering as her already pregnant belly began to fill with juice. Her hands went to her belly, and she moaned happily. “Frankieee… it’s happening…” She groaned, ecstasy coursing through her veins much like the juice starting to fill her body.

“I know honey, and you look amazing!” Frank encouraged. Julia mewed, then felt a pressure in her hips. “O-oh my God!” She raised her arms. Her hips were swelling out, wider with every moment that passed. Her dress was starting to tear, the pink fabric thin and pliable as tears appeared on every part of her outfit. She loved it, her eyes rolling in the back of her head a moment.

“C’mon baby, keep moving.” Frank moved his hefty breeder along, watching as she waddled expertly, growing as if she was always meant to be a blueberry. Julia grinned, then she felt a twin pressure down below. “Oh my God!” She gasped, looking over her swelling shoulder. Her dress tore apart as her ass ballooned outwards. The gelatinous spheres wobbled and clapped as she took a step back, adjusting to her weight.

She’d always been a bottom heavy woman, but now she was truly pear shaped. Passers-by were staring and videoing, and Julie showed off, becoming ever more increasingly naked as SNAP! Went her dress, breaking into scraps and ribbons as she outgrew it. She was left in just her panties and her trainers, her panties waistband starting to press into her circumference. “You’re just getting bigger!” Frank marvelled at her burgeoning body.

“I know! I-I’m never going back, I have to get bigger!” Julia murmured, juice cramming every part of her. Her limbs became thick and heavy, and she could feel her womanhood becoming fat and juicy, dripping through her panties and staining the ground. She tried to waddle more than a few steps, almost losing her balance.

“She’s a balloon!”

“Look at those kicks, how pregnant is she?”

“She’s so fat! Look at that berry bitch waddling!”

The comments drove her wild, moaning and whimpering as she tried to reach more and more of her form, biting her lip. “F-Frank, oh, Frank, so horny, p-please..” She begged. Even if it was in front of all these people, she wanted him to fuck her stupid, breeding her big berry ass as hard as he could. And she was only getting more and more immobile.

Her gaining spree, her mass a whole globe of juice was just going on and on, flapping biceps barely able to hold even a few inches of her body any more.

Frank watched as her ass tore through her panties, stopping her in her tracks. “No, I think you’ll wait,” He grinned. ‘O-oh no, he’s in dom mode..’ Julia whimpered, her womanhood just getting wetter.

Her tits ballooned within minutes. What had already been huge milk jugs were just increasing in magnitude, hanging to either side of her voluminous gut, going from beanbag size to bigger than watermelons in moments.

She leaked juice copiously, like a weird form of fire hydrant, her tits lactating thick, nutritious blueberry milk any of her babies could nurse from. The babies kicked in her expansive womb, excited by their mama’s massive changes. BANG! “Aanh!” Her panties went, snapping to shrapnel, her ass slapping together with a triple CLAP, CLAP, CLAP! And her belly churning wildly.

Julia rounded out as her expansion slowed to a stop. Her hands and feet settled in her divots and her breasts blimped once more, throwing her onto her belly as they reached beanbag size, her ass like twin gym balls. She laid on her belly, gushing juice from her swollen labia, and Frank grinned, pulling out his phone. “Gotta take pictures for proof baby.” He teased, snapping photos of her at all angles.

“Dude! Look at that pussy, it’s super fat!”

“God I wanna see those cheeks clap again!”

“So lewd! I can’t imagine swelling up like that in front of my daughters like that!”

Frank sent the photos, and moments later, the 50 million dollars settled in their joint account. He looked at his wife. “Time to tell everyone just what you are and who made you this way, berry.” He murmured. Julia pouted. “But I wanna fuck!” She whined.

Frank hummed. “It’s just a few sentences honey, then I’ll fuck you all you want.” Julia’s eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically, as Frank rolled her upright.

“I’m Julia, and I’m a big berrygirl! Thank you Anodyne!” She crowed, flapping her hands happily. “I’m a big, pregnant berry mommy!” She knew videos would be up on the internet within the day, but right now all she could think about was how damn horny she was.

“That’s a good berry.” Frank growled, pushing her onto her back, then starting to roll her back home. Julia couldn’t wait.

#blueberry inflation #multiples pregnancy #pregnancy kink #blueberry expansion #hyperpregnancy #weight gain #roleplay #blueberryinflation #hyperpregnant

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poisonpercy · 5 months

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Watching episode 2, here’s my thoughts

Stalker Annabeth and the “You drool when you sleep.” My girl!!

“PETER JOHNSON IS HERE!” Lol

“Yeah, Grover, I heard him the first time.” Mr. D is so funny. I feel like he’s severely underrated in book canon

“But did you?” Sassy Percy my beloved

“Excuse me your highness.” Lmao. I love how Mr. D cringed at that

Nooo not Mr. D messing with Percy and making him like that he’s Percy’s father 💀💀 Honestly, that scene is hard to watch. It’s too embarrassing for me lmao

The way that Chiron was just standing in the doorway is funny 🧍‍♂️

“Oh, no, Mr. D is not your father.” “I could be.” “Yes, but are you?” “Why must you ruin everything?” Lol Chiron and Mr. D are an underrated comedic duo

Mr. D telling Grover not to overthink it is cute. Glad to see that Mr. D’s care for the satyrs is present in the show

I like how Annabeth showed Percy around camp in the book. Chiron showing Percy around is fine, but it was better with Annabeth

Camp looks cool. It doesn’t look anything like how I personally imagined it, but I like how they made chb. The cabins look cool. A lot cooler than I ever imagined them lmao

Chiron’s horse ass 💀

The blue jellybeans 🥺

Luke my beloathed

IS THAR JUNIPER????! Or just some random wood nymph

Mr. D and Chiron as besties. You can pry that from my cold dead hands

“I assume that they would get really squishy or something. Like an old banana, maybe.” Yes, Grover, that’s exactly what would happen if a human was crushed to death. Grover’s not even wrong. His delivery of the line is just cute and hilarious

Mr. D is my favorite character so far. His casting is perfect imo. No notes

I like how they’ve done Percy’s nightmares so far. It’s kinda cool how the nigh are scenes are just there without any explanation so you as a viewer are like ??? but the moment you see Percy jerk awake you’re like “oh, nightmare!”

Luke explaining demigod qualities to Percy instead of Annabeth?? Please stop stealing roles from my girl

Hearing Luke speak makes me want to scream. I know what you are, Luke 😠

Clarisse!!! I love her. Her actress is so pretty

Badass demigod in a wheelchair doing archery. Ok, I absolutely love that!

Percy sucks at archery. Love my loser son

Percy in welding gear is so cute. He also sucks at it but at least he looks adorable

“Is there a Greek god of disappointment? Maybe someone should as him if he’s missing a kid.” Oh, Percy. He’s so relatable. Love this little dude

“They like the smell of begging.” Lmao

Percy burning the blue jellybeans to talk to his mom 🥺🥺 Percy saying he thinks he’s made friends. I just know Luke’s betrayal is going to hurt

“Ignoring me is one thing, but he doesn’t get to ignore you…I’m going to make him see us both.” Momma’s boy 🩷🩷

Clarisse’s delivery in the bathroom scene is so good. Love her

That being said, the bathroom scene is not great. Very underwhelming

Annabeth just stalking Percy is hilarious

Leah is such a good Annabeth. Absolutely love how she portrays her. That’s my daughter!!

“She’s my little sister.” Then why did you betray her, Luke. Why did you ask her if she loved you in the 5th book, Luke 😒

NO WHY ARE THEY PRONOUNCING THALIA LIKE THAT?!

The weapons and armor look so fake to me

Annabeth calling Percy sunshine is so cute wtf

ANNABETH FIXING PERCY’S STRAP ON HIS ARMOR!!!

Annabeth’s invisibility cap is so funny. I love it

The swords are so tiny??

Percy just by himself in the woods during capture the flag is so funny. He’s just a baby boy

I am once again saying that I love Clarisse. She’s perfect

Percy is doing so good during his fight in capture the flag. Also Clarisse’s scream when Percy breaks her spear is hilarious.

“Were you here the whole time?” “Yes.” STOP THIS IS WHY I LOVE ANNABETH

“I’m sorry.” *pushes Percy into the lake* Love that

Claiming scene is boring. The book does it better

Also no hellhound? What’s up with that? That’s kind of important

“Who stole it?” “You did.” “What?!” PERCY BABY I’M SORRY BUT THEY’RE FRAMING YOU. MY BOY IS INNOCENT (except for all the atrocities)

“I am Sally Jackson’s son!” “Who’s Sally Jackson?” “She’s the one that cared enough to call herself my mother!” <- I love momma’s boy Percy

I kind of wish Percy figured out Sally was still alive and wasn’t told. I like how they handled Percy accepting the quest in the book better. It felt more authentic to Percy’s character

Ok, I like this episode a lot better than the first one. They’ve changed some things around that I think they should have kept, but otherwise the show is looking good. There was not enough Annabeth in this episode. I don’t know why they are taking away all her roles and giving them to other characters, and I don’t like it. Give me Percy and Annabeth bonding before the quest or give me death. I still feel like the show is not doing a good job of showing me why I should care about the characters and the plot, but I have hope that that changes

#pjo adaptation #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #skys post

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diana-bookfairchild · 1 year

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@fluffbruary Day 3

Sea breeze is the worst, she decides.

Of all the reminders of her past love – and there is honestly little that doesn’t remind her of him – it is the one that most startles her, makes her heart trill with the memory of lying on the beach, him telling her stories, her lecturing him about Medusa, the corners of his eyes crinkling.

The scent of sea breeze lingering in the cosmetics shop makes her heartsick and wistful and angry all at once.

“Mom!” Her six-year-old son calls impatiently. He’s sitting on a stool, legs swinging back and forth, lazily taking in the new sights but still getting rapidly bored, like any child with ADHD. “Can we go?”

Every time she thinks of her twenty-two year old self - grieving her uncle, angry at the world, so sad, so tired – and the time she spent with him, she feels such a myriad of emotions waking, pressing at her. And then she looks at her son - her beautiful, mischievous, curious, kind, beloved son, perfect in every way, whom she would give the world for, and she’s glad for it, for every single second she had with his father that led to him being born.

“Yes, sweetheart.” She goes up to him and takes his hand. It curls around hers lightly, and it’s so small and all she can think of is how these small hands are one day destined to save the world, according to Poseidon. She pushes the thought away. Right now, these hands are hers to protect.

“Can we go to the candy shop again?” He asks brightly, tugging at her.

“I thought you wanted to buy Hannah a birthday present?” Sally asks, amused at his quick shift in mood and interest.

Percy frowns uncertainly, clearly considering the consequences of not getting his best friend a gift for her birthday. He sighs. “Yeah, I have to.”

Sally nods solemnly. “What do you want to get her, then?”

“Thread,” Percy decides.

She blinks. “Thread? Why?”

“Hannah likes art class,” Percy explains. “So maybe if I make her something, it’ll be nicer than just buying something from a shop!”

And for a moment Sally is on the coast, watching the crests of the waves as they swirled, and Poseidon is standing next to her, his voice brushing over her neck, causing shivers, telling her she could have whatever she wanted, and she is laughing, saying that changing the untamable sea into the shape of a trident and a rose was plenty.

She lets out a sigh and brushes her hand over Percy’s hair. “Absolutely. You’re right. What else do you want to buy?”

Percy furrows his eyebrows in concentration. “Woolen thread,” he said. “In blue colour. And paper. And glue. But that’s it.”

“And what is my little artist going to make with that?” She asks.

“There’s going to be a dragon,” Percy says, nodding determinedly. “And lots and lots of flowers.”

A dragon and flowers. Dear gods. Children.

“That sounds … unique,” she says dryly, trying not to imagine what a mess creating this piece was going to make.

“Because when someone is mean to one of us, the other fights like a dragon!” He says happily, lifting his hands in the shape of pincers and making adorable growling noises. “And then they get flowers for them the next day!”

“Oh,” Sally smiles, warmed. “That sounds beautiful, Percy.”

“You think she’ll like it?” He asks worriedly, chewing on his lip.

“You’re her best friend,” Sally assures. “She’ll like anything you give her, as long as you give it from the heart.” She pokes him in his chest, and he giggles.

“Silly mommy, the heart’s on the left side!” He says knowledgeably.

Sally fakes a horrified gasp. “Really? All these years and I thought it was right in the centre, only to be corrected by my baby boy … I’ve been betrayed!”

Percy giggles again, and Sally pulls him to the side, watching carefully to make sure he didn’t run or go too far into the middle of the road. Pedestrians curse and shove. The honking of horns and thick black smoke fills the air.

“Mom!” Percy says delightedly. “Can we go in there?” He’s pointing at a shop full of new shiny things, most of which Sally wouldn’t be able to afford on six months’ salary.

Her heart sinks. “Sweetheart—”

But Percy isn’t listening. He rushes into the shop, excitedly jabbering about all the things on display. “Percy!” She calls. She follows him, only to find him talking to a tall man with deep black hair such that it shone blue in the light, and eyes that were … identical to Percy’s.

She swallows as Poseidon looks up at her, and his whole face lights up.

“And is this your mother?” He asks Percy as Sally stands there, feeling as though her legs are stuck to the ground, as though a single movement would destroy the world.

“Yeah!” Percy says enthusiastically. “Mom!” He waves her over. “This is Mr. Kai!”

“It’s a pleasure to meet such a beautiful woman,” Poseidon says smoothly, winking at her.

Sally feels herself blush.

“Ugh, gross,” Percy says in the disgusted manner only kids had. “Mom, look at this thread!” He says, distracted. He holds up a luminous blue thread that seemed otherworldly. Her eyes meet Poseidon’s. They both know that the yarn is a rare commodity under the sea – she remembers when he showed it to her, when she was trying to get some writing done in the cabin, him complaining about her refusing to pay him attention. “It’s perfect!”

“Wonderful!” Poseidon says. “It’s on the house!”

Okay, that’s it. “I’m sorry … Kai.” She says politely, “But I can’t accept that.”

Poseidon has the recklessly cheerful grin Percy had inherited from him on his face. “And why not?”

Sally stares at him, exasperated, the mortification and the heart-fluttering fading away rapidly. “That’s. . .” She begins, gesturing at the thread. “Clearly expensive. You can’t just give it away.”

“Moooom!” Percy complains.

Poseidon leans against the counter, looking as casually handsome as he had six years ago. “I’m not just giving it away, though,” he says amusedly. “I’m giving it to one particular, awesome kid.”

“Yeah!” Percy cheers.

Poseidon looks at her, and she can see it on his face – if she really doesn’t want it, he’ll go. But he’s asking to give a gift to his son. Sally can’t deny him that. “Say thank you, Percy,” she says, giving in.

Both of them grin, identical green eyes shining. “Hannah’s going to love this present,” Percy says happily, tucking the ball of yarn carefully into his coat, patting it to secure it.

Poseidon and Sally exchange a look above his head – and for a moment she can pretend they are a family, and that he lives with them and is helping raise their son.

“Thank you, Mr. Kai!” Percy exclaims, ruining the illusion.

Poseidon smiles softly. “You’re welcome, Perseus.”

Percy furrows his eyebrows. “How d’you know my name?”

“I’ve seen you around,” he says. His smile fades. “And I have a feeling I’ll see you a lot more often now.”

Sally’s breath catches. No. Not now. Not yet. “He’s only six,” she pleads.

“I’m sorry, Sally,” Poseidon says, sounding troubled. “He’s powerful. And the Fates have marked him.”

Percy looks between them, confused.

“No,” she says. “I’ll – I’ll find a way. We need more time. Not yet.”

She can’t bear to think of leaving her child in the demigod camp, of not knowing what was going to happen, of leaving him - a child of the Big Three and potentially a prophecy child - in a place where people would try to use or kill him.

Poseidon sighs. “If anyone can, you can,” he says wistfully, and Sally swallows. His belief in her has always been inflexible, and she loves him for it. “Be careful, Sally.”

And he vanishes, leaving the scent of the sea breeze at the coast, and Sally has to close her eyes at the memories it brings up.

“Mom?”

“We’re going to be okay, sweetheart.” She whispers. “I swear.”

Percy beams a confused but full toothy smile at her, sea green eyes – identical to his father’s - glowing. “’Course we are, Mom.”

He may be growing, but he’s not grown up yet.

She still has time. She’ll figure something out.

He’ll be a hero one day, she thinks. He’s going to leave, and have to risk his life.

But not today. Not quite yet.

#fluffbruary #fluffbruary 2023 #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #percy jackson #sally jackson #poseidon pjo #pre canon #fanfiction #fanfic #feedback appreciated #Percy and Sally #Posally #mother son relationship

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nochi-quinn · 10 months

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candela obscura chapter one episode 3: bad news: the rest of it

hand porn people come get your juice

(it's me I'm hand porn people) (you think I watched four seasons of Magicians for the plot?)

you mustn't read from the book

cool I hate it

auggie: EYYYY

edmund?

auggie's expression in his art is still so good. love character art that says so much about a character

"before each of you are visited by - " my garbage brain: "three ghosts"

oh the grey streak in charlie's hair is new

backstory, bacKSTORY

oh not the mental arguments, those are the worst

auggie my beloved

howard

howard's been high on ghosts for a week

"what were you doing?" "ghosts"

"have you had it looked at?" "I've looked at it :D"

I heard that "insight check" she didn't say

I had to step away, who drilled a hole in their head this time

okay nobody drilled a hole in their head but auggie is Impersonating a Police Officer

god all I can think of is the opening to the Lungfishopolis section in Psychonauts

"Doing well, Officer O'Lungfish! Following all posted laws, to the letter!"

CITIZENS OF THE ENVIRONMENT

do you scarlet?

give the baby cocaine

AUGGIE

the average nextdoor poster

MATTHEW I was DRINKING

nefarious something somethings

"come back with a warrant"

aw he got his hoity-toity politics niece a book

it's tusk love

it's BETTER it's HARDY BOYS

I'm something of a spooky story myself

"there's DRUGS in the WALLS"

you what your what

"they're both equally shit"

roll for ricochet

table: howard no robbie: HOWARD YES

"to make you go to sleepytime"

oh oh that one episode of doctor who

idiot's lantern! that one

oh that's very cool

we love an interactive prop

oh no irl dark

insert symmetra "fall back" voice line here

oh I hate it

OH I HATE IT

too tall. too much. too much limb.

when I step you step we step

I very much heard "crying"

I didn't ask how big the room is I said I cast oil lantern

I PUT THE TEAM ON MY BACK

ghost floaters

"only you can create forest fires"

I'm just thinking of the werewolf from paranatural

AUGGIE

[percy lovm voice] I AM EXTREMELY FLAMMABLE

"that was my kamehameha" nerd

"drive it like you stole it"

……..kara-sene

uku'toaaaaa

"I don't know the rules, I can't roleplay my way out of this"

auggie :(

lycanthropic ficus

"what do you have?" "a gun! :D" "NO"

my permanent fallout brainrot insists on hearing "deacon" instead

of "deagan"

"it's a magic gun that's bat at ghosts"

[tma voice] ghost bullet

oh I haven't been looking, I didn't realize ashley took the jacket off

stop I'm already gay

I am not immune to matthew mercer's version of slimy charm

playing dishonored be like

arlo's little dreamy voice going "I have a rifle :D"

matt that sound effect was ENTIRELY unnecessary

god help me for the reference I'm about to make

"THE BULLETS JUST KEEP GOING THROUGH THE HOOOOOLES"

elephant graveyard but for trains

"we're urban spelunking"

oh, it's filch

sounds like something someone who was skulking would say

"tetanus is the true enemy"

howard Leeroy Jenkins margrove

and then arlo had no face

[zenyatta voice] experience nothingness

"a person appears in the portal" stanford?

that is a joker from improbable island

(please play improbable island)

matthew I have never hated your sound effects so much as I do in this moment

OOF obsidian stab

you are flying through the air no matter what

FLAMING AXE

you ever grow another arm just to punch a guy

I was JOKING

"uh-oh!"

SAVE US GHOST BRAIN MAN

the softest "oh no"

BE THE SPRIGG YOU WANT TO SEE IN THE WORLD

HOWARD'S NO COWARD

LEEEEEEEROY JEEEEEEENKIIIIIINS

"what is the exact light temperature of your ritual"

noooo let arlo do her cool trick shot

summon the spirit of percy

hey matt what the fuck

howard's made of ghosts

"I feel strange" because you're made of ghosts

I enjoy that ashley stays in character voice the entire time she's playing. like she's just auggie now.

okay what matt said was cool but I also like the idea of auggie not being able to rely on being able to physically fight his way out of shit and having to actually read the situation

hey robbie what the f u c k

bad news: the rest of it

#critical role #candela obscura #spoilers #candealtag #crititag #liveblog #reaction post

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euphoniouspandemonium · 11 months

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OC/Writing art asks, for whatever your most recent work is!

Starry Night, The Scream, Persistence of Memory, Wheatfield with Crows, Creation of Adam, and creative!

Hello !! Thank you so much for the ask !! I'm gonna cheat and answer these for Cotton Mendings, which is not my most recent WIP but has the best answers for these questions.

Starry Night: are there any scenes in this work that take place at nighttime? Is this significant, or just the passing of time?

Many, many of them!!!!!!!! And it is definitely thematically significant. Most major important scenes from the beginning to the midpoint happen during the evening/night, and then the major scenes from the midpoint until a little bit before the climax happen during the day. And then it goes back to night again. That sort of represents the emotional states that the main character(s) experience throughout the story and their relationships. Another thing is that light (mostly sunlight but artificial light as well) is emphasised in scenes where Oscar (protagonist) and Percy (love interest + my most beloved baby boy I would do anything for him) are together in the same space (which is why important midpoint-to-climax scenes happen during the day).

The Scream: are there any moments in this work that you think could scare a reader? Are there any moments where the characters themselves are profoundly scared?

I don't really think there are any that would scare a reader, but there are definitely scenes where the characters are absolutely terrified. Two of those scenes are murders and one of them is a character nearly dying. Heh.

Persistence of Memory: are there any moments in this work where a character's memory plays a strong role? Either an individual memory, or simply a character's ability to recall the past.

Yes !! There are. Many of those moments. A lot of Oscar's actions happen because of him thinking about events in his past (for example, getting into a relationship with his (rich) former friend (Salvatore) whom he initially rejected, piercing his own ear and wearing a pear earring that a girl he had a fling with gave him (slut behaviour on Oscar's part. 10/10 would do the same)). Oscar's memories of his brother (Charlie) (deceased) + another character's memories of Charlie are also very important and cause like 50% of the plot. Another thing is that Oscar and Percy meet once very briefly near the beginning of Cotton Mendings before becoming friends a lot later and Percy doesn't really remember much about that (because alcohol and emotional trauma 👍). ALSO there's a chapter entirely composed of Oscar's journal entries several years before the start of the story.

Wheatfield with Crows: are there any scenes in this work that involve birds? Do the birds play a definitive role, or are they simply part of the setting?

There are scenes with birds in them but they're just part of the setting!! They don't matter to me. That Is A Joke I love birds I would die for birds. But like they don't have much of a role in the story. Wings and feathers on the other hand... well let's just say I went off the rails with the Icarus symbolism.

Creation of Adam: choose one character that is not present at the beginning of this work. How did you introduce them into the story?

Percy !! Aka the loveliest little guy who is everything to me and makes me sob violently. This is on some levels a cheat because *technically* in the literal first scene Oscar's staring at a portrait of him, but I don't count that as his real introduction and the portrait scene plays part in his Real introduction, so!! The first scene he is physically present in and meets Oscar is a Great Gatsby ass party because *every* fictional work set in the 1920s needs one of those. AND. Oh dear god I am not normal about this scene. Him and Oscar talk a little bit and they're both quite out of place (Percy is not at all dressed appropriately for the occasion cause he's hashtag quirky and Oscar feels overwhelmed and is having a category 5 Autism Event (sensory overload)) but they like books and poetry and and Percy gives him a little pink flower and then later on they stare at each other really intensely and . Oscar in the narrative compares him to Saint Sebastian because that's a normal thing to do and the next morning he eats the flower. He's such a little freak. AND JUST. AAAA. Oscar has a very romanticised idea of Percy at that point and he feels incredibly sad because he thinks he will never actually get to know him and they'll never see each other again and he realises the portrait of Percy doesn't say anything about Percy at all, it's just a misperception, a ragingly alive young man presented as soft and pretty and angelic and devoid of life, but Oscar isn't really aware that, in seeing that misperception, he is constructing *another* misperception of Percy as a martyr and something inherently unknowable and nebulous. I want to eat glass. Anyways. Sooooo normal about them.

Creative!: free space! share something you've been dying to share about your writing! Could be an OC that never gets the limelight, a moment you were proud of, or anything else you'd like to share.

Uhm. Well, I'm planning on writing a novella called Carpe Vinum Motion Picture! (though I'm not sure about the title but I'm rolling with it for now). It's set a couple of years after the events of Cotton Mendings and it's literally just Oscar running away to France and being depraved and recklessly indulgent and a bitch to everyone around him. In Cotton Mendings he's definitely a little freak but he's relatively stable (?) and also, like, very kind and gentle, BUT we do see the slutty bitchy sad boy side of him in some scenes, especially early on (for example Percy's introduction scene). And I wanted to explore it further because I love making myself want to throw rocks at that man. I love him sooooo much <3

#this is so long! ohwell #as you can see normal about cotton mendings and have developed the symbolism and characters a normal amount.#answers to ask games

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moonstrider9904 · 2 years

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I just finished watching Tales of the Jedi and I have a lot of words so SPOILER ALERT if you haven't watched it.

I don't want to put this under a read more because I feel like that'll just make people ignore the post so please, if you haven't filtered spoilers and don't want to be spoiled, close your eyes and scroll past this fast :D

I'll be as coherent as I can 😅

First off I am blown. Blown away by this. I'm in awe at how much Star Wars can make me feel and how this is the only franchise that will do this to me.

Episode one, I cried. Baby 'Soka, I shall protect you from everything even though you shall be the one protecting me even with thou chubby baby legs. But when the end credits rolled and Ahsoka's theme played, I teared up. I hadn't cried with Star Wars ever since Crosshair was left on Kamino!! For a moment, I was nine years old watching The Clone Wars in the movie theater with my brother all over again 🥺

Now... Dooku. I hate him. I love him. I love to hate him. I hate to love him. I love Yaddle more (seriously, Yaddle my beloved, I'm not over that). And the way I howled when I realized some of the events were set in TPM?! I mean, animated TPM Qui Gon?! MY CHILDHOOD-

The sadness that Dooku felt at losing Qui Gon, and the scene at the tree felt so surreal. I would have loved to see Dooku's fall to the Dark Side in much more detail but this is in no way a complaint; I love the execution and the short story format, and I felt the setting was exposed pretty clearly and just- AGH.

Also, that scene where Dooku tells the guy from Raxus he can kind of understand his point of view, and while he talks, his face is lit red and the background behind him is dark - *faints* I love it when a scene can visually reflect a character's inner turmoils. 10/10

I still love Yaddle more.

and Mace Windu was fuckin' amazing in this, as he always is. We stan Mace Windu in this house - holy crap.

Now. Now. NOW.

Tales of the Jedi is truly special because, while many will like to dismiss nostalgia factor as pure frivolity, it's the reason I and possibly others feel so intensely right now.

We saw Ahsoka again, as well as Obi-Wan, Anakin, Rex, Jesse. Characters I watched as a kid, who have shaped me in one way or another; we see them grwo with the course of the mini series, and we can tell the context and feel either joy or pain, mostly pain by the end. I had no clue that the training montages with Rex and the boys would lead so smoothly (and so painfully) back to Order 66.

There's a sequence I will now watch with even more pain!! Thank you, Felony.

Also DEPA BILLABA AND CALEB DUME. Guys. The incoherent noises I made at seeing them. I yelled and cried and fangirled and asdkjhañksjdghañsdbgj it was gorgeous to see them. Their cameo didn't even have words, they were just there and it made sense and it felt nice and I love it. Same with Plo and Yoda.

And I respect Ahsoka way more now knowing she worked hard days under the sun. Respect to my queen. UGH and the pain of knowing she was at Padmé's procession because they were friends, having Bail tell her there was nothing she could have done for them (isn't Bail Organa just the best, most comforting character in the franchise?)

And that inquisitor - I was bummed that it ended so quickly. People, I'm a slut for Percy de Rolo, and then you give me an inquisitor with a bird like mask and a deep voice? AÑISDJHGFAÑSBJGFDA anyways ummm Ahsoka was a badass, as usual, and I really wanted to smack the dude who turned her in.

Hehes, I really hope not to have rambled too much. I'm still not over it, these are just my thoughts on the whole series. Soon, I'm going to rewatch it with a bag of popcorn.

#spoilers #tales of the jedi spoilers #totj spoilers #tales of the jedi #ahsoka tano #qui gon jinn #count dooku #anakin skywalker #captain rex #star wars totj #star wars spoilers #star wars tales of the jedi

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fluffypotatey · 2 years

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Squires being named after older knights/relatives is definitely plausible and not at all uncommon, considering there's, like, three Isoldes and four or five Elaines, and that's why people had epithets or bynames like "Bors the Elder" and "Bors the Younger" or "Elaine of Astolat" and "Elaine of Corbenic."

So we have Lucan the Observant, Nathan the Uppity, Bedivere the Smaller, and Roland the Stabby (yes to Galahad being Lancelot's favourite squire) and may I also put forth for consideration:

Gareth and Gaheris, twin brothers who regularly switch knights and are still waiting for someone to notice.

Dagonet, simultaneously the funniest and meanest mf in the squad, he will Vicious Mockery your ass into dust, try him, and knock your teeth out if that doesn't work.

Andred, (who is totally not related to Tristan, whaaat??, and definitely wasn't snuck in by Elyan, nooooo) who has absolutely taught his bros how to pick locks and pockets and steals Agravaine's stuff all the time.

And Loholt, who...may or may not be a Druid??? Nobody's really sure, they've never seen a tattoo, but it might be somewhere private, who knows? Again. Not their problem. And he's fun.

anon making me open old notes of mine at 7 in the morning dw this is not an inconvenience ily <3

i see your gareth and gaheris twins and raise you gwaine and leon are the only knights who notice. gwaine encourages the switching and even helps in confusing his other knights for the fun of it. leon is too tired to handle something as minor as a stunt like this, so he let's them off scott free. (lucan calls it nepotism because they're his little cousins, but gaheris tells him to shove it and stop being jealous).

bedivere, aka beddy, aka the baby of the group. he abuses his title as the youngest and the squires hate/love him for it. they got themselves into trouble? beddy bats his eyes and the knight don't lecture them too much. training is more grueling? beddy only does half of it because percival felt bad ("HOW DARE HE MESS WITH SIR PERCY'S BLEEDING HEART!!!" "roland let it go" "NEVER HE WILL RUE THE DAY--")

andred sends correspondence letters for elyan and the letters are just him rambling on about his life as a knight to tristan and isolde. tristan is conflicted because he's proud of his surrogate son but also upset that he's a knight of all things. although alternate idea: elyan takes andred in after the s4 finale because tristan is wracked with grief and cannot care for andred the way he and isolde used to, so elyan offers to take the boy in and raise him to be someone they can be proud of and T^T

dagonet and nathan are rivals

nuff said

we also have feirefiz a squire from a distant land who is somehow related to percival but the specifics are hazy. everytime the kid talks about his homeland it only adds to the mystery and confusion because "did you say you had a sword made from diamonds????" "yes, yes, the sword is an heirloom, what's not clicking."

BORS MY BELOVED he worships the ground lancelot walks in and wishes to be the best squire to ever squire. he is ruthless with his pranks and some squires question where his ideas come from.

#i kiss anon on both hands reverently like one would a queen #here's a token of my favor *throws headcanons*#squires of the round table #i would add galahaut but he is not a squire #that man is a whole ass king and rival to arthur + love interest to lancelot #squires play matchmaker with the two because lancelot deserves HAPPINESS DAMN YOU #maybe they also nudge merlin with them as well because the three would make a cute trio #bbc merlin #headcanon #headcanons #i would show you my notes but it's just me screaming so i'd rather not

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rotten-games · 1 year

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If you’re not into Pokémon feel free to ignore this but what Pokémon would the ROTT and COI ROs have? Would they have any type preferences?

This took a while because I was THINKING

Keep in mind I am not really into the really recent games but that being said.

Rott

Ardwen

Only ones that fit his specific brand. Persian but not Meowth (heresy), Glameow but not Purugly. Flareon because of its vibes. Gardevoir, not Gallade. None are trained especially well.

Oh and DEFINITELY Purrloin/Liepard.

Arke

Probably more practical ones, like Pokemon that could help him with his chores or jobs. So Timbur, Mudsdale, mon like that. But also Cubone for reasons :)

So I guess he'd prefer rock/ground or normals types

Calyssa

She basically becomes a horse girl (like she isn't?) Rapidash, Mudsdale (probs her first), Zebstrika. All of which she raised up from little babies. And to round it out she'd have a flying type to get her around.

Type preference: hors

Druvel

He's the type of guy who would have like six of the same Pokemon because aesthetics and/or he loves them. Probably Dreepy or something.

Emil

He'd probably be that one guy who keeps all his Pokemon at their first evolutions. So Pichu, Ralts, Skitty. And/or he'd have every single evee evolution to be fancy.

Ettia

I was gonna make this joke with Lokeira but then I realised Ettia would genuinely have a Sylveon so... Trans Pokemon for trans trainer.

But in general... A lot of water Pokemon like Lapras, Mantine, Milotic, etc.

Gwyn

Just funky guys. A Quilfish for sure (he named it Ettia), Togepi, Mawile (my beloved), Xatu, Spoink, and a Wynaut. Probably skews more fairy or Psychic.

Herron

He'd be a grass/poison trainer. Because uhhhh applications to medicine or something I guess.

So Breloom, Caractus, Oddish, Applin, Reserade, and Dustox

Keller

She'd probably have a bunch of Unknown because IF Pokemon existed in rott they'd probably show up in the Waylands. Also probably a Numel/Camerupt, a Trapinch, a Hippowdon and a Sandile.

She WOULD NOT catch dragon types for religious reasons but she would be friends with them :)

Korrin

They'd have like five Seviper, Serperior and Arbok and then a random mimikyu just hanging out or something.

Def friends with Jirachi or something tho.

Lokeira

Toxicroak, Sneasel, Gallade, Absol, etc. Kind of an edgy boy.

Necrolym

He'd have one Pokemon and that Pokemon would be a Slowbro

Nox

Something silly like that literal sword Pokemon. OH or that weird one, uh Escavalier or something.

Qora

Shinx :)

Oh wait there's a lion Pokemon now.. uhhh Litleo. :) Both. She has two kitty friends now.

Spotter

They'd probably get attached to a silly lil guy like Scraggy, Sobble, Helioptile, or Poplio, and never need another Pokemon again. They love their little friends.

OR Bewear :) for protection

Severa

I like the idea that all her Pokemon are just guys. Just dudes. Just basically regular men. So the Hitmonchan/Hitmonlee duo, those two from black/white, etc

CoI

Carol

She'd have like a lazy meowth that just hangs out at the bar and mooches for food.

Lowrie

Probably wouldn't be a trainer. They don't really trust themselves with animals.

Harley

For the joke they'd have a Jigglypuff and a Spinda and call them "The Regulars"

Doc

Maractus and/or Deerling

Mordred

He'd have a Zangoose, Blaziken, Arcanine. Kinda 'cool' Pokemon that your average ten year old would love.

Allard

Sableye and a Bannett but only those two for reasons. The three look suspicious everywhere they go :)

Ridley

They'd have an Ursaring

Arthur

He'd probably just keep like a munchlax around cuz it followed him home one day lmao.

Perci

Noctowl and a Smeargle. For crime reasons.

Deimos

Houndoom, Mightyenna, Umbreon, and... Yamper. Maybe he just likes dogs actually.

Adrastea

They'd have a bunch of really fancy looking Pokemon that only ever do anything in competitions yet somehow will kick your ass.

Ninetails (both variants), Primarina, Hatterene, etc.

Saga

Cute Pokemon only. Plusle, Minun, Pachirisu. You know. Those ones.

Dagda

They'd just have a Gothitelle (another guy adjacent Pokemon lmao) and nothing else

#rott game #coi game #i unironically loved black/white can you tell?

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littlemisskittentoes · 7 months

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Get To Know Your Fanfic Writer!

first and foremost, massive thank you to @affectionatelyrs for the tag. it made me smile lots 💖

When Did You Post Your First Fanfic?

I’m still such a baby to posting fanfic. I have a long history of starting something, and leaving it to die unfinished.

My maiden voyage of actually finish something and posting was less than a month ago! Only this past September.

First Characters You Wrote For?

Unfinished and unposted? Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson.

First ones other people actually got to witness? FirstPrince, my beloveds.

Main Characters You’re Currently Writing For?

FirstPrince, my beloveds.

I’m also hoping to dive a bit more into June and Nora!

Characters You Haven’t Written About Before, But Plan to Soon?

Nora and Alex’s friendship. I think their connection is so sweet and special. I just haven’t dove too far into it yet.

Platonic Pairings You Currently Write For?

Honestly, I haven’t written too much of the platonic connections within the Super Six into my fics yet. But, I cannot help but give Pez some screen time.

I so completely adore Pez and Henry’s friendship. That being said, I’m also so in love with Pez’s character that I am terrified of writing him and doing any sort of disservice to the enigma that is Percy Okonjo. So, I still find myself straying away from really diving into including Pez. One of these days…

Romantic Pairings You Currently Write For?

FirstPrince, my beloveds. And also, as of tonight, Nora and June!

Your Top 3 AO3 Tags?

1. Hurt/Comfort

2. Fluff

3. ‘No beta’ related tags… 😬

Current Platform Where You Post Your Works?

AO3, baby!

A Snippet From a Current WIP?

A snippet from an assassination attempt WIP, that will still not be posted for quite some time—

“Forever” moved from being feeling, something Alex could feel waltzing in the air around Henry, to something hiding in the corners of their brownstone. It whispered in the steam rising from their mugs– early gray for Henry, coffee with only sugar and cinnamon for Alex. In the way the mug was always hot and waiting for him on the counter when Alex finally dragged himself out of their bed and down the stairs, long minutes after Henry had convinced himself to stir.

(Henry admitted once that the cinnamon was a stolen strategy: one selfishly burrowed away into his memory after tracing the words along the fact sheet that had fallen into his lap the weekend all those years ago. Almost like his own personal four-leaf clover.)

Now, “forever” peeked out from the chain hanging above their sink, swaying softly in the breeze, when they eased the window open in the spring. The key and ring clinking together like piano keys; the melody so far away from the dependence they used to cling to in order to ground themselves.

(Alex whispered to Henry one night, bodies still damp beneath a light sheet. It had been when the touch of their skin against one another was still new. The butterflies still fluttered in quiet nervousness. Both of them were still in awe that they were allowed this now.

Alex’s eyes stayed closed, and the chain along his neck rose and fell quickly with his still-racing heart. He whispered into Henry’s neck that it was funny– how he never took this key off, but he had never felt further from the boy he had been in Texas. Henry had held him closer, let the warmth of his skin pour into Alex’s while the gravity of deciding to go to law school, to relax his grip on the idea of a life he had picked for himself, had run himself ragged trying to hold on to, sunk in.)

“Forever” inked itself into the ring along their left hands, and the phone numbers of florists and highlighted tasting appointments dotted along their shared calendar by the door.

Happy wasn’t novel or exhilaratingly new anymore. It was comfortable and safe now, like the sound of waves lapping at the dock of the lake house, or the echo of solitary footsteps around the marble halls of the V&A.

Perhaps that's why the red of Alex’s blood along his crisp button down, blooming like the freshly steeped agua de jamaica Henry had sipped nervously his first time meeting Alex’s tías, confused Henry at first. He had to hear the pop echo along the street, chased away by shrill screams of people around them. He had to watch Alex watch the spot creep out. He had to watch Alex press his shaking hand, glinting with that damn ring, against his chest. He had to watch Alex’s knees give out and race towards the concrete of the sidewalk before he understood.

no pressure tagging these lovely, lovely writers @inexplicablymine @hypnostheory @happiness-of-the-pursuit

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #fanfic #rwrb fanfic #firstprince #get to know me #kittentoes facts

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puckrph · 2 years

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LYRICS FROM MY OC’S PLAYLIST — PERSEPHONE EDITION

some words/pronouns changed to better reflect percy & make them more applicable to rp. feel free to alter pronouns, etc. as needed

‘ think happy thoughts. ’ ‘ where were you when i was lonesome? ’ ‘ i don’t want to fight the tide. i don’t want to swim forever. ’ ‘ if i falter, let me know. ’ ‘ i am gonna make it through this year if it kills me. ’ ‘ i pictured the look on my stepmother’s face, ready for the bad things to come. ’ ‘ the scene ends badly, as you might imagine, in a cavalcade of anger and fear. ’ ‘ is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me? ’ ‘ i don’t belong. and, my beloved, neither do you. ’ ‘ what should be over burrowed under my skin in heart-stopping waves of hurt. ’ ‘ i want auroras and sad prose. i want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet ‘cause i haven’t moved in years, and i want you right here. ’ ‘ i didn’t know if you’d care if i came back. ’ ‘ they told me all of my cages were mental, so i got wasted like all my potential. ’ ‘ it’s hard to be at a party when i feel like an open wound. ’ ‘ it’s hard to be anywhere these days, when all i want is you. ’ ‘ i just wanted you to know that this is me trying. ’ ‘ i’ll drown my beliefs to have your babies. ’ ‘ just don’t leave. don’t leave. ’ ‘ i’m not living, i’m just killing time. ’ ‘ i want a love that falls as fast as a body from the balcony, and i want to kiss like my heart is hitting the ground. ’ ‘ i’m not gonna be what my daddy wants me to be. ’ ‘ i’m no better than when i went to sleep. ’ ‘ i know i’m disappointing, so i’m sorry. ’ ‘ the truth is, i need you to tell me i’m worthy of all this great living that i’ve been doing. ’ ‘ i’m frightened to death you’ll forget me. ’ ‘ i want to dance. i want to gaze at the stars. i want to take a picture at the end of the world. ’ ‘ i’m not special. ’ ‘ when i saw you coming, ice and rage in your eyes, i put on my armor and my shield and raised up my sword. ’ ‘ you only meant well? well, of course you did. ’ ‘ no, i don’t believe you. you don’t care a bit. ’ ‘ please don’t say you love me. ’ ‘ one word from you, and i would jump off of this ledge i’m on. tell me “don’t,” so i can crawl back in. ’ ‘ i don’t want to go home yet. ’ ‘ i thought patience led to good. i was just a kid, i did the best i could. ’ ‘ i laid too long with no desire, burned to kindle others’ fire. ’ ‘ you stop the noise. ’ ‘ you can run away with me anytime you want. ’ ‘ maybe i’m an old soul trapped in a young body. ’ ‘ maybe you don’t really want me here at your birthday party. ’ ‘ why am i like this? ’ ‘ i will transcend and vomit this loser out of me. i will become the next big thing. i will light myself on fire. ’ ‘ i’m gonna look good for you, honey. ’ ‘ i know it’s hard enough to love me. ’ ‘ honey, let’s get married. ’ ‘ i don’t want to wake up on my own anymore. ’ ‘ if we don’t leave this town, we might never make it out. ’ ‘ i’m all used up, pretty boy. ’ ‘ you’re the last best thing i’ve got going. ’ ‘ there’s only one place this road ever ends up, and i don’t want to die alone. ’ ‘ let me down gently. ’ ‘ i know i’m unloveable. you don’t have to tell me. ’ ‘ i don’t have much in my life, but take it—it’s yours. ’ ‘ i’m headed somewhere better if i have to crawl there on all fours. ’ ‘ we’ll make it through this year if it kills us outright. ’ ‘ she’s a disgrace to the concept of family. ’ ‘ i won’t join in the procession that’s speaking their piece, using five-dollar words while praising her integrity. just ‘cause she’s gone, it doesn’t change the fact: she was a bastard in life, thus a bastard in death. ’ ‘ i want to believe. instead, i look at the sky and i feel nothing. you know i hate to be alone; i want to be wrong. ’ ‘ you know, i’d stand on the corner, embarrassed with a picket sign, if it meant i would see you when i die. ’ ‘ i want to believe that if i go outside, i’ll see a tractor beam coming to take me where i’m from. i want to go home. ’ ‘ i must admit it: i would marry you in an instant. damn your wife—i’d be your mistress just to have you around. ’ ‘ i can go home, but i’m not going to. ’ ‘ i would do anything you want me to. i would do anything for you. ’ ‘ sometimes, i wonder if i should be medicated. if i would feel better just lightly sedated. ’ ‘ i’m always running from something; i push it back, but it keeps on coming. ’ ‘ being clever never got me very far, because it’s all in my head. “you’re too sensitive,” they said. ’ ‘ there is nothing else that i know how to do, but to open up my arms and give it all to you. ’ ‘ i always wanted to die clean and pretty. ’

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