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stpatrickscat · 1 year
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Was going through the hell bent tag and decided to make an addition
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misscrazyfangirl321 · 2 months
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Love that we've been making posts about Stab Caesar Day since March 1st, but I have yet to see a post about St. Patrick's Day, the ACTUAL holiday in March.
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2nd2ndalto · 1 month
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here is a smol ides of march au
Leo taps Nico’s leg with the flat of his gladius. “Look sharp, di Angelo, the big boss is coming through,” he mutters. 
Nico shifts from where he’d been slumped against the wall of the Forum, pulling himself to his full (yes, really) height and tipping up his chin. It’s his least favorite time of day to be on guard; the midday sun is beating down on the stone walls and the gravel at his feet, and the damn helmet isn’t helping matters. He couldn’t find his own this morning, so he’s wearing Reyna’s, and it keeps sliding down his sweaty forehead.
Nico half-listens to the conversation as Caesar and his companions draw nearer.
“Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, to touch Calpurnia; for our elders say the barren, touched in this holy chase, shake off this sterile curse,” Caesar says, characteristically self-important. 
Leo quirks an eyebrow at Nico, and Nico tries not to laugh. 
Then, “Caesar!” someone calls. The voice is creaky, ethereal. Nico shivers. 
The general stops short, his entire entourage grinding to a halt around him. One of them knocks into Leo, then grabs Nico’s shoulder to steady himself. Nico grits his teeth. 
“Who is it in the press that calls on me?” Caesar asks, imperious. “I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music cry, ‘Caesar!’ Speak; Caesar is turned to hear.”
Nico lets out a long breath. Why use two words when two dozen will suffice? The longer this exchange takes, the longer he has to stand here, pin-straight in this stupid fucking sweaty tunic. 
“Beware the Ides of March,” croons that same spooky-sounding voice, and a tall figure draws forward. It must be a man, Nico supposes, if only from the height. The figure is robed in sky blue, head covered, his back to Leo and Nico. 
Nico’s mind wanders to the gnawing hunger in his stomach, the blisters on his sandaled feet. The heat on his armor is starting to make him feel as if he’s being slowly baked. A Nico panini, perhaps. 
“He is a dreamer!” Caesar announces suddenly, jolting Nico from his discomfort. “Let us leave him.”
Nico lets out a breath as the group in front of him begins to move once more. 
The man in blue - the soothsayer, Nico supposes, lingers. Once Caesar and the others are out of sight, he turns with a shrug. 
“They never listen.”
And his voice isn’t spooky, or ethereal. It’s light, easy. Nico blinks, surprised, taking in sparkling blue eyes, crinkled at the corners, a rueful half-smile. A spill of freckles, several blond curls peeking out around the edges of his hood. The young man appears to be right around Nico’s age. 
And he’s hot.   
Next to Nico, Leo seems to be undergoing a similar journey of revelation. He steps forward, holding out a hand and offering a toothy grin. 
“Leo Valdez. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Soothsayer, sir.” 
Nico rolls his eyes. 
The man in blue quirks a smile and takes the proffered hand. “Will Solace.” He steps back. 
“Fucking hot out here, isn’t it?” Will Solace says. He shoves down his hood, revealing a head of tousled blond curls, shining like gold in the sunlight, the blue in his robes reflected in his eyes. Nico feels a bit like he’s been punched in the face. In a really good way. 
“Sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” Will says, fixing his grin on Nico. 
“Nico. di Angelo,” Nico manages, extending a sweaty hand. Blue eyes catch on his and linger, curious.
“You sounded… different. Before,” Nico says.
Will’s grin goes wider, a bit sly. “I’ve been trying something new.”
“So it’s all an act, then?” Nico asks, curious, because… 
“Oh no,” Will shrugs. “He really does need to beware the Ides of March. I just find folks are more receptive to prophecy if I get a bit spooky with it. You know. Really lean into the drama of it all.” Will wiggles his fingers. 
Nico nods. “Caesar does have an… aura of death. A thick possibility of it.”
“Nico,” Leo complains. But Will quirks an eyebrow, regarding Nico with more interest, a quick once-over and a half-step closer. 
“You know, I might have a prophecy for you,” he tells Nico. 
“Yeah?”
Will touches two fingers to his temple, closes his eyes, a flutter of dark blond eyelashes against freckled cheeks. “Yes. I see you, having dinner with me. Tonight.” Will’s voice has gone spooky again, but it’s edged with something warmer now.  
“Good grief,” Leo mutters. 
Nico nods. “Interesting. Do you see yourself picking me up at eight, maybe?”
“You know, I do,” Will grins “You’re good at this.”
“Maybe after dinner I can show you what else I’m good at,” Nico counters. 
Will waggles his eyebrows. “I foresee that I would enjoy that.”
They exchange details, and Will replaces his hood as he leaves, winking at Nico before turning to stroll away. 
“That was disgusting,” Leo says flatly.  
“Hey,” Nico shrugs, grinning, wondering if he can convince Jason to take his shift tomorrow morning. “There's no use fighting the power of prophecy.”
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Many thanks to @anything-thats-rock-and-roll for the quick beta & for enabling this ridiculousness
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mrprice-official · 2 months
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Lá fhéile Pádraig sona daoibh!
Happy St Patricks Day!!
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bibliophilea · 1 year
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@ Danny Phantom Phandom I present to you a gift
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No photoshop, no editing, straight from my phone’s photos: the Chicago River, dyed ectoplasm green on March 11, still bright green this day of our lord Pi.
Have phun y’all!
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brandogenius · 2 months
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fun fact: i’m irish, so since st patricks day is coming up soon, i feel like writing a one shot of reader and phoebe celebrating but it’s them at a gay bar, drunk and gay flirting (friends to lovers) and panicking with each other until early hours😭😭😭 like the childhood blurb i did
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siriuslemonmuffin · 1 month
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happy st patrick’s day to marlene mckinnon and marlene mckinnon only
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tomboyjessie13 · 2 months
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Happy St. Patrick's Day, I hope you're wearing green :-)
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youngmassidehoe · 2 months
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Depression canceled I found $20 on the ground
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atissi · 1 year
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kind of funny that i saw more fanfare for ides of march than st. patrick's day
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stpatrickscat · 9 months
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I’m still thinking about it
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lighthouseas · 1 year
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"when one kills, he does not simply kill. he takes everything from his victims. everything they are and everything they ever will be. he takes their memories. their abilities."
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miamigrandprix · 1 month
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"you'll need a doctors note" or what. or WHAT. you're gonna fire me. when i'm clearly a valuable worker and youre hemorrhaging employees constantly and you won't even pay me fairly to train new employees. sure. fire me. i'm sure burger king would be happy to have me
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happy st Patrick's day to ppl who are still partying the ides of March, my beloved mutuals, the ppl across the hall getting absolutely lit, Paul McCartney in 'Give Ireland back to the Irish', ppl who celebrated when the queen died, ppl who actually enjoy Irish whiskey, my beloveds who are actually cooking corned beef n cabbage, and, naturally, my fellow irish
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astrowaffles · 2 months
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It's that time of year.... down with Oliver Cromwell you guys 🫵
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pnuk-r0ck · 1 year
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I saw this sign on my way to school this morning, thought of a certain man
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If y’all can’t tell, it says “Movie Night 3-17 6:30 pm “I Am Patrick” Real story of St. Patrick”
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