Nobody tells you that 90% of being a fic writer is telling yourself sternly that you CANNOT start a new wip until you finish one of the old ones, and then failing to write anything at all as your brain sulks like a toddler.
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annabeth teasing percy about him being on the brink of calling her a friend (even though he literally just said he’d turn his back on his dad for her because she's done a lot more for him in days than poseidon his whole life, which goes a lot deeper than maybe friendship) is gold because you KNOW she is never letting that shit slide. down the line in season 2, when she's crying in his arms underwater in a bubble over what the sirens showed her, i hope she wipes her tears real quick and tells him he went through quite the length to save someone he could never be friends with. in season 3, when annabeth is rescued from being kidnapped (after percy sneaks onto a quest he has no business being on yet again because he cares about her too much) and he asks her to dance on olympus during the solstice, i hope she jokingly declines because they could simply never be friends and not friends don’t dance with each other. in season 4, when he’s by default assumed to be a companion on her quest, i hope she goes ‘actually…i only bring my friends on quests with me’. in season 5, when he asks for a kiss for good luck, i hope she puts him in place bc who asks people they’re not even friends with for kisses? when he confesses his feelings for her and is trying to tell her she’s his tether to his mortality and a reason he denied godhood, i hope she goes ‘surely you didn’t think of me. because we could never be friends” before she kisses him. writers do your fucking jobs PLEASE
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If Obi-Wan were prone to dramatics, he might wish to be on a battlefield instead of PR’s attempt to drum up war support from the public.
“I forgot to tell Waxer to check the supply line order before sending it out—“
So does Cody, if he had to guess.
“Turn that frown upside down, Commander,” the photographer says cheerfully and continues to click away, equally as cheerfully.
Cody does something to his face Obi-Wan theorizes must approximate a smile under torture.
“On second thought,” the photographer paddles back airily, “a serious look is just as appropriate!”
Cody’s face falls into its usual expression with the additional pain of PR responsibilities.
“General,” he gnashes out between his teeth, “the supply line order is incomplete and we’ve officially just lost the chance to do it. We’re going to be out of DC15 chargers in another month and I have to stand here—.”
“B3,” Obi-Wan interrupts before Cody can spiral further.
Cody halts in entirety, stare boring into the camera and making the photographer start to sweat. “…B2.”
Obi-Wan hides his too pleased smile behind a hand. “I told Waxer to check the supply line order. The order status is complete and languishes through the many hindrances of bureaucracy as we speak. C3.”
“A3,” Cody shoots back immediately. And narrows his eyes. “Did you finish signing off on the battle plans for Dxun V this morning? I know you wanted to reread the exfil plans—“
“Commander, look here!”
“— and we need to get them to the admiralty today if we want any hope of meeting the timeline.”
“Gentlemen, serious, not angry! Or like a stunned tooka, General.”
Obi-Wan has, in fact, forgotten about the signature entirely, the blank line getting buried underneath all the other pressing minutiae somehow necessary to run a systems army. He waves at the photographer, polite smile in place. “If I might suggest a pose? Is that appropriate? I do not intend to undermine your professional experience.“ He gets an enthusiastic nod in response. “I hold this here data pad and act like I am signing important documents. Like so? Splendid.” He turns back to Cody. “Of course I have. A1.”
Cody visibly chooses not to comment and Obi-Wan smiles brightly at him. Cody shakes himself out of his thoughts after less than a second. “We are allowed our pads? I’m getting mine.” He pauses, sly eyes creased in humor. “Also, C1. I win.”
Obi-Wan can feel his smile growing even more.
“Gentlemen!”
in cohorts with @adiduck on this one
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