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boojangs · 17 days

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Enid: Wednesday, go apologize to Thing or I won't help you.

Wednesday:

Enid:

Wednesday: Yes, querida.

Enid: Wednesday, I made a black cat costume for you.

Wednesday:

Enid:

Wednesday: Yes, querida.

Enid: Wednesday, I made us matching snoods!

Wednesday:

Enid:

Wednesday: Yes, querida.

Enid: Wednesday, please get rid of your creepy crime board.

Wednesday:

Enid:

Wednesday: Yes, querida.

Enid: Wednesday, please hold me in your-

Wednesday: Yes, querida.

#I'll never get over the mental image of Wens storming across campus with her crime board under one arm and the stand under the other #like that's hysterical to me because she is so small and her board so big but her wife told her NO #Enid says Jump and Wednesday says How high?#like the epitome of whipped #protecting Enid's feelings over the snood #agreeing to join the black cats #telling her about nero???#down bad for the wolf #wenclair

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fluffypichu876 · 8 months

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as dante echidna is a really annoying boss, but as nero she's some of the most fun you can have in dmc4.

#tells a lot about how this game is mainly designed for nero #fighting her just feels so stylish as nero #but as dante it feels like a slug #devil may cry

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cytradoesstuff · 2 years

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Nico calls herself an artist and it’s usually played off as a joke which is slightly funny in its own right. Though, after going through the DMC5 Art Book and taking a close look at the weapon designs for the Devil Breaker, I honestly can’t help but agree with her.

She literally is an artist and an amazing gunsmith on top of that.

Like, only focusing on Overture, it’s not just a regular prosthetic, it’s a metal prosthetic that’s also a weapon that delivers super intense punches (kinda). Not only that, the prosthetic moves insanely smooth and works better than most biotech prosthetics you see in real life. It’s probably lightweight from how easily Nero is able to move around with it (especially when you consider it’s been about a month since Nero lost his arm, he’s surely gonna get used to that missing weight in that time, though a given is that Nero’s probably just very strong. Homeboy uses a massive revving fire sword with one hand after all) and it moves in sync with his body much quicker that actual biotech prosthetics.

Even real biotech prosthetics take time between flexing the muscle to doing the action required (though it’s super cool to think that genuinely works).

And I understand, it’s a game, it has to be smooth, it has to work quietly otherwise it might end up annoying players and/or look clunky and awkward. Plus, all of the characters (except V) are super strong it probably doesn’t matter (and the whole demons merging with materials/being the materials). But I also love to think overly complicated thoughts for things that you, as the player, really shouldn’t think too much about.

All of Nico’s designs for all of the Devil Breaker make sense and are polished to the be the best looking as possible. To think that she does all of this herself PLUS being able to create all of this stuff on the fly and have it work makes me love her so much more. Like I cannot help but think about how she is an artist but it’s downplayed and she literally does not mind it because at least she has an outlet for all of her crazy inventing urges.

Who knows, maybe insanely good biotech is already a given in the DMC universe and Nico isn’t doing anything new (though I very much doubt that by the setting overall). The DMC5 team did a wonderful job creating designs that actually make sense once even just slightly explained through concept art and I cannot help but gush about it.

#please tell me someone agrees #because I literally cannot stop thinking about this #she's so smart and so creative #I could give her my left kidney and she would create a cool new Devil Breaker #dmc5 #dmc #devil may cry #devil may cry 5 #dmc5 nico #dmc5 nero #nero sparda #capcom

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quitepossiblybamboozled · 4 months

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I've seen so many posts about how Coriolanus is cold and calculating and a user first and foremost but like. y'all are forgetting that he genuinely cared about people. He loved his family fiercely, he had a best friend in school (Festus) and even seemed worried about him because of what Nero Price had done during the war to feed his family (the line, "Did you tell your best friend his crush was a cannibal?")

We see other instances of his compassion throughout, too. Even if you discount everything he ever did to protect Lucy Gray, even if you boil his affection for her down to infatuation and obsession, he cared about other people.

he had the capacity for kindness (shown many times with Lysistrata), for guilt (for Clemensia's encounter with the snakes and for how he ignored her after), for genuine sympathy (he nearly cried for Festus when his tribute died and he left the dais), for regret (over turning Sejanus in), for grief (Arachne, the Ring twins, Gaius, Sejanus—to an extent, we even witness the grief he still feels for his mother's death).

The entire book of tbosas is a constant example of his anxiety, as well.

Yes Coriolanus turns out evil in the end, but discounting his capacity for humanity and genuine warmth will only serve to make us forget that his tale is one of choice.

this was not predestined.

he wasn't born a monster; he was molded into something bitter, and tired, and scared, and shaped himself into something monstrous after. his descent was not a steady decline; it was full of moments where he nearly turned himself around! it was his feeling of obligation to his family's legacy that kept him on a dark, easy path.

Lucy Gray believed they were written in the stars, and the book comments that Coriolanus didn't truly believe in mysticism or destiny or anything like that.

Because Coriolanus made every possible choice he could to delay the inevitable: his own disgrace. He valued his image more than his morals, which is what eventually led to his first downfall and eventually his death. remember what Tigris said? about having to choose between those?

Well, Coriolanus did have a tendency toward greed.

#jay jabbers #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #lucy gray baird #snowbaird #snowjanus #meta

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homicydlgoth · 1 month

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you know what makes enid such a lovable character? she’s deceptively complex, and the specifics make her so fucking precious. LET ME PROVE MY THESIS.

when enid is first introduced in the show, we might be inclined to think that she’s merely a shallow representation of the polar opposite of wednesday—colorful, peppy, social, loud. but she’s so much more than just wednesday’s antithesis. and you see that from their very first interaction.

enid, clearly excited and optimistic about meeting her new roommate, rushes up to greet her with a huge smile and outstretched arms (already, a sign of her kindness). but the very second she realizes wednesday doesn’t want to reciprocate, she holds off. this might not seem like a big thing, but it’s extremely telling. for one, it shows us that before everything, enid respects wednesday’s boundaries. wednesday, who she doesn’t even know yet. and she continues to honor wednesday’s disinclination to hugs, repeatedly, until the final scene. it also indicates that she’s not ditsy or cluelessly abrasive like some other characters who share her disposition. enid is genuinely, thoroughly kind, and it’s striking.

however, as the scene continues and enid gives wednesday a tour of nevermore, it becomes clear that even though she is kind, she isn’t a one-dimensional people-pleaser. she doesn’t hesitate to give wednesday’s attitude right back to her. like when wednesday expresses annoyance over the name of the quad and enid tells her that “the whole snarky, goth-girl thing might’ve worked at normie school, but here, things are different,” and when wednesday shows disinterest in “participating in tribal adolescent cliches,” enid tells her to “use it to fill your obviously bottomless pit of disdain.” is enid sweet? yes. and is she (not so) subtly trying to impress her cute brunette roomie with her knowledge and interests? also yes. but what she’s not about to do is let wednesday sass her without matching her energy. it’s almost a playful kind of banter (i would say borderline flirtatious), and it’s one of the reasons wednesday is instantly drawn to her; enid isn’t afraid of her, or uncomfortable around her, or put off by her unfriendliness; instead, she’s able to interact with her in a way that keeps wednesday on her toes. this, combined with the way enid continuously respects her boundaries, is a dichotomy that wednesday finds irresistible, and it’s why she can’t not treat enid differently than everyone else. and it’s a big reason why she falls for her.

enid’s complexity only deepens when we discover that she can’t wolf out. we find out that she’s terrified of being alone, and as we get to family weekend, we see the dysfunctional dynamic she has with her parents. it becomes apparent that enid herself is a dichotomy; she presents herself to her peers as confident and bubbly and full of optimism, but the second she’s alone with her family, we see a glimpse of her truest self, who she is behind the mask—weary, sad, almost demure, responding to her mother’s criticism with a tired kind of acquiescence, “that’s me, a huge disappointment.” enid isn’t at all what we might have initially thought her to be, and to see her deal with not measuring up to her family’s standards makes her all the more authentic and relatable.

considering all of this, enid’s duplicity contextualizes her delicacy with wednesday in a way that is uniquely captivating. because enid has every reason to close herself off to other people, especially to her roommate who doesn’t even seem to like her, but she doesn’t. in fact, she goes above and beyond trying to befriend her—promising to keep her secret about nero, seeing her off with tyler at the harvesting festival, inviting her to multiple social events, expressing an interest in “bonding” when she took her dress shopping, organizing a birthday surprise for her, knitting her a snood in her signature colors, and even pulling one over on weems so that they could have a girl’s night out. so when she finds out that wednesday has deceived her, she’s rightfully upset and extremely hurt. during the fight scene, all of this comes out, and for the audience—much like for wednesday—enid’s anger is pain-inducing. we see the strength of her vulnerability in that moment, we see her reach the end of her rope, as it were, because deep down enid is just plain exhausted. and that’s what makes her really real. i see the humanity in her so clearly, and it makes me want to cry. it makes me want to reach through the screen and comfort her like wednesday couldn’t in that moment.

but as we know, enid comes back for wednesday. why? because even after everything, even after the betrayal and the snide remarks and the silence, she still wants to take care of wednesday. she still wants to be there for her, to protect her and be her friend. without waiting for an apology from the person who wronged her, she came back. and if that doesn’t make you love enid sinclair with all of your heart, nothing will.

#we don’t deserve enid sinclair #i fucking love wenclair

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winters0689 · 7 months

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I sometimes keep forgetting how chaotic the TOA novels are. Apollo is a simp and also being incredibly self sacrificial. Meg being claimed by Demeter and someone calling her a communist due to the symbol being a sickle. Will Solace being able to glow in the dark and Nico being friends with Troglodytes who love hats. Commodus flirting with Apollo in TDP when they met up in the stadium. Apollo being In servitude to Meg, a twelve year old. Apollo also wearing pink camo pants and peeing himself and passing out quite frequently. Apollo’s internal monologues having him loving himself then hating himself (and ain’t that a mood) and Meg just… being Meg. Dionysus calling Apollo ‘Mr A’ and absolutely loving that Apollo got turned into a mortal. Tauri Sylvestres just camping outside Rachel’s home for a few days… just because? Then most likely waiting for Apollo, Meg, Will, and Nico to arrive before they broke loose and began chasing them and Apollo telling Meg to ‘Jump The Cow’. Apollo getting woozy and kissing Nico on the forehead and smelling his hair and Apollo being healed by Mountain Dew of all thing!

There are so many other moments, but to me the absolutely most hilarious and chaotic scene to me (and also happens to be one of my favorite scenes) is when the fight Nero in his tower.

Like, plants are growing everywhere, Apollo is injured and begins muttering for Mountain Dew as Nero is frantically picking up remotes and trying to find the right one as Stayin’ Alive begins playing and TVs begin blasting and I absolutely adore the scene.

Every day I just find more things that I love about these books I swear. I love them.

#trials of apollo #lester papadopoulos #meg mccaffrey #toa #I love these books SO MUCH #it’s an obsession at this point

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yeonjuns-beanie · 11 months

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Numb My Pain

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, friends to lovers lowkey, use of alcohol, talk of feeling numb, inference of depression, public sex, sex in a bar bathroom, seeking comfort in euphoria, marking, panty stealing…, biting, hair pulling, being alone in a bar, katoptronophilia(mirror sex), light overstim, (please don’t be like y/n. or do...)

a/n: wrote this while listening to like crazy by jimin...would suggest listening to it as well while reading this just so the vibe is complete. hope you enjoy, per usual, much love and requests are open ! ~ nero

Mingi x female reader

Word Count: 5.1k

Another night. It’s all your current life was. The same night one after the other, forever chasing the feeling of the euphoria you once felt for life itself. Your enthusiasm was stripped from your precious center with only your mortal shell left in its wake. It was like you weren’t even alive, just simply letting the hours tick by as you tried your best to seem present in the moment, even though that was the furthest thing from the truth.

As you finished applying your gloss, you heard your phone vibrate. When you picked it up, a notification from your group chat flashed on your lock screen. Before opening the message, you looked outside your bedroom window and saw your friend’s car parked near your apartment building. You unlocked your phone, texting that you’d be out in a sec.

Walking out of your bedroom, you grabbed your favorite pair of heels and gazed over your appearance in the mirror you had placed out in the hallway. You smoothed out the fabric of your dress, fussing with the material near your stomach. You looked terribly enticing, something you prided yourself on these days because it was one of the few times you could actually feel something besides the imminent numbness that drastically took over your mind.

You walked into the kitchen grabbing a few bottles of flavored soju to pregame with on the drive to whatever bar you guys were going to tonight. Grabbing your purse from the couch, you walked out of your apartment locking the door behind you. Strategically you placed the bottles in one hand and balanced yourself down the stairs by leaning on the handrail. When you reached the bottom, you inhaled a deep breath focusing on the cool night air that rushed through your nostrils.

Walking to the car you watched the windows roll down as your friends catcalled you on arrival.

“Heyy, sexy.”

“Everyone shut up, my girlfriend is here. Hey Y/n/n.”

You smiled finally feeling something similar to joy, an emotion you could only find a distant memory of. You could always sense it but never get a full grasp of it. As you plopped yourself in the passenger seat your friend Lorelei simply moaned from the backseat. You couldn’t place whether it was directed at you, from the bottles of alcohol clinking as you sat, or both.

“Please tell me you have a plum in your hands.”

“When do I not have a plum in my hands?” You turned your head around smiling while handing her the bottle.

“I also brought strawberry, didn’t want too much going on before we got in the bar ya know.”

Your friend Fay chimed in from the driver’s seat giggling while observing the interaction.

“Y/n is definitely planning on getting drunk tonight.” Your mouth hung open in disbelief wondering for a moment if you were that predictable. “And before you ask, yes it is that predictable because that’s the only time you wanna pregame, babe.” Nodding and throwing your hands up in defeat you cracked open the other bottle of soju taking a swig before Fay pulled out of the parking spot.

The drive down to the bar didn’t even seem real. The windows were slightly rolled down letting a distinct spring smelling breeze overtake the car. Music blasting and the three of you laughing about random events that happened throughout the week when you guys weren’t together. You almost felt like yourself again but suddenly, the buildings you passed seemed so distant even though you had been in this area what seemed like a million times.

You turned your head fully towards the window so neither Lorelei nor Fay could see the smile that you felt beginning to pain your cheeks fade, and your mask slipped for a moment. It was like everything was passing you in a high speed haze. All you could think about was how you used to feel and if everyone around you could feel the change in your energy these days.

Were you hiding it well enough? Were they getting sick of you? Would this be the last time you hung out before they realized that you were going through another period of change yet again? Did they want you around or was it all out of pity? Before you could think of other unreasonable scenarios, Fay pulled into a parking spot near the bar. You reached down between your legs to grab the soju before handing it off to Fay to take the second swallow of it. The three of you passed around the bottles until they were both empty and you let them lay on the floor in the backseat.

Getting out of the car you guys walked maybe a block to reach the building. The night air cooling your now hot cheeks. The pain you felt on the tail end of the ride was something on the back burner right now. Right now you felt like you were in your own personal music video. Feeling every possible sensation you could all at once.

You were excited to enter the dimly lit and humid building. A sense of relief taking over because you knew at least for a few hours you could feel something. As you walked in you were almost stunned at how many people had crowded in already. You weren’t sure what happened in the past few months, but suddenly a lot more people knew about this place. A significant amount of bodies littered the walls and hallways of the bar leaving you feeling a little more charmed by the entirety of the night you had planned.

You and your friends wormed your way to the bar and ordered your drinks, all three of you double fisting two plastic cups before walking towards the main floor where everyone was crowded at. The music was loud and you could feel the bass thumping throughout your entire body. As you tossed your first drink in the nearest trash can you began gently sipping on your second, careful to monitor how you were feeling.

As much as you wanted to feel something other than nothingness and you were well on your way there, the last thing you wanted was to have to deal with being sick. Completely defeated the purpose of why you were out in the first place. You could feel your eyes get a little heavy and started to become aware of you getting a little more touchy with your friends. You were lost in the fluorescent lighting of the bar and the weightless feeling that was overcoming your body.

Before you could truly lose yourself, you felt a certain need kill your vibe. Leaning over to Lorelei’s ear you spoke a little louder than usual trying to beat the music without demolishing her ears.

“I gotta break my seal.” She looked over to Fay and mouthed ‘bathroom’ before she nodded and you all went to the bathroom. You left your drink on the toilet paper dispenser as you slowly felt yourself become just a little bit more sober feeling a sense of relief somewhere within yourself. As you came out of the bathroom, you set your drink on the sink counter and began washing your hands. After you dried them off, you finished off your drink, throwing the cup away. Fay looked at you as Lorelei came out of the other stall.

“You good?” You nodded a little more smiley than usual. “Think I’m gonna get some water though.” You all wandered out of the bathroom and luckily for you, there were three open seats at the bar. You slowly sipped on your water knowing you were almost at your limit for the night but still wanting to savor that euphoric feeling.

Fay was looking at you like she wanted to ask a question so you raised your eyebrows hoping it would be enough to prompt her response.

“Do you wanna smoke tonight?” You thought about it for a second but realized even though the idea sounded great it would be a little too much for you to handle right now.

“I think I’m good for tonight, but if y’all wanna smoke you can. I’ll call you if I need anything.”

‘You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m a big girl I can watch out for myself. Honestly, I’ll prolly just stay here unless I have to go to the bathroom.”

“Okay, we won’t be long.”

“Take however long you want, I gotta sober up anyway.”

Lie.

That couldn’t be further from the truth. If anything that was the last thing you wanted because this feeling you so desperately chased would fade away. As your friends walked out of the bar you swirled the ice in your water, with blissful moments of fabricated peace rummaging through your mind. Before you could get stuck in your thoughts there was a voice that pulled you from your head.

“I see someone still doesn’t know their limits.” You turned your head a tinge of fear settling in your stomach, but that anxiety dissipated when you tilted your neck to see the tall blonde frame behind you.

“Mingi?!” You stood up wrapping your arms around him for a hug.

“What are you doing here? I haven't seen you since you left for your debut!” You had known Mingi since high school but you guys became kind of estranged as he prepared himself for his idol career. You’d touch base with each other occasionally but nothing elaborate came from it. And if you were being honest, you kept up with everything that happened even if it was from the sidelines. You had the biggest crush on him in high school but left it alone not wanting to interfere with his artistic endeavors. You had to admit, he just kept getting hotter and it was borderline painful watching him become the man of your dreams.

With his hair so short and dyed blonde, he had a certain edge to him that you hadn’t ever seen before. He commanded even more attention than usual and it seemed like he was relishing in his new look, a cocky overtone shining in his aura. You motioned for him to sit in the seat next to you so you guys could catch up.

It was slowly getting harder to pay attention to the words that were coming out of Mingi’s mouth, as you were distracted by the terrible beauty that was his face. You were paying more attention to the details on his face and how his muscles moved when he talked rather than the content of the conversation itself. You felt that haze wash over you again and a new feeling was overwhelming your body.

Your eyes were heavy again, you swirled the ice in your water with your straw looking at Mingi through your lashes, trying to hide your smile by rolling your lips around your teeth. Mingi paused his story as the bartender handed him his drink and his voice pulled you from your wandering thoughts.

“Y-You know you look incredible tonight…just saying.” You smirked at him, not dismissing the hesitation. You opted to brush off the validity of his statement by seeming unaffected but even a stranger could tell it stirred something up within you. In the dim lighting, you could tell his energy shifted and you wanted to see how far you could go.

“I see you’re still stuttering when it comes to the ladies.” You smiled knowing he’d try to defend himself, but as he opened his mouth you just held up your hand. “I’m just messing with ya, and for what it’s worth I think you look pretty incredible yourself.”

Chest puffed out and neck held a little higher, his timid nature was swallowed by something more arrogant. “Oh yeah, well what do you like the most then?” His smirk almost pissed you off but you were tempted with the excitement to insinuate something more. “Well I love the hair, but really I’m just a sucker for you.” You leaned forward nudging his shoulder a bit in a poor attempt to soften the blow of your honesty.

“C’mon, you’re just saying that cuz you’ve been drinking.” He took a swig of his drink not prepared for your reaction. You finished off your water and tossed it in the trash, newfound confidence surging through your veins. “Min, if you’re implying that I’m too drunk to tell the truth, I’ll have you know I’m still sober enough to remember everything by tomorrow AND this is the most honest I’ll ever be.” He laughed, his eyes scrunching and the echo of his sounds rang through your ears soaring over the music. His smile made flowers bloom in your darkest pits and you hated the feeling that was regurgitating its way up your throat.

That crush you had never went away. Why would it? He was everything you wanted and more. In fact, every time you had the chance to see him it got worse. Because somehow in the back of your mind, you felt you’d never be good enough for him or anyone for that matter. But fuck it. Why not pretend, even for a moment, that you were? That you were worthy enough to at least get a taste of him.

You both stood up, your heels placing you at the perfect height to reach his ear. You shelled your hand around it and uttered a truth you previously were petrified of revealing. “And with that same honesty, I’m about to bare all my bones here. I want you in every way imaginable.” You stepped away, not wanting your heartbeat to give way to your anxiety. You needed to keep your cool.

Mingi’s eyes followed your body as you backed away, committing every part of you to memory. His pupils were blown but you were too far away to see. With an overwhelming sense of exultation and a devastating aura of lust, Mingi was in the palm of your hand.

He didn’t even respond, he just grabbed your hand and dragged you through the crowd of people, and led you to the upper level. Once you made it up the stairs, you were more than relieved to notice that the only people up here right now were the DJ and a few others looking over the balcony. While Mingi stared at the people hanging over the balcony, you swapped roles and you pulled him into the bathroom behind you guys.

You locked the door, thankful for the fact that the stalled bathrooms were only downstairs. The light was dim and seemingly on the verge of burning out. The bass of the music rattled the walls, the graffiti on them dancing with every pulse. Mingi pressed you up against the door, his frame shrouding you. Even though you were comparable to his height in your shoes, the way he was devouring you with his eyes made you feel incredibly small.

You looked up at him, eyes heavy with residual alcohol and blooming lust. Your hands wandered his upper body, finding haven at the nape of his neck playing with the hair that ignited this whole excursion.

“Kiss me, please. If it’s the only thing you do, I-“, he cut you off with his lips slamming against yours. It was messy and urgent, kissing you like you were gonna disappear at a moment's notice. His hands encased your waist, making you feel dainty in a way that you never felt before.

His hands ravaged your body, pawing at your skin trying to bring you closer in any way possible. His lips trailed away from yours allowing you the chance to breathe, but your breath was stolen just as quickly as he moved to pay attention to your neck and that special little spot right under your ear. Your body shivered and you unconsciously rolled your body into his granting you the knowledge of the growing bulge in his pants.

“Jump.”

You didn’t even give yourself the chance to think otherwise. Not letting any self-deprecating thought sour the moment. Your dress rode up as you wrapped your legs around his waist and his hands found comfort in squeezing the delicate flesh of your thighs. He turned both of you around placing your body on the edge of the sink.

“You’re so fuckin beautiful.”

It was a fact to him. He didn’t need to elaborate; he meant every word. His lips found yours again and rolled his hips into yours, desperate for some type of friction while he was slotted in between your legs. You pulled away from him, cupping his face in your hands trying your best to find sobriety so this wouldn’t just be a faint memory come morning.

Enveloping your lips on his, you were lost in the feeling again. That is until, you heard a vibration coming from the floor. Your phone. Reluctantly you pulled away, your intuition telling you it was your friends. Before you picked up you had a lie prepared. Reaching it out of your purse, Lorelei’s contact photo flashed on your screen. Swiping the call button you answered.

“Where are you??” You sighed amping up your fib. “I’m in the bathrooms upstairs. Wasn’t feeling too well.”

As you were crouched down hovering over your bag, Mingi saw this as a perfect opportunity to toy with you. He pushed himself off the sink and shrouded his body over your own, rubbing the sides of your legs before his hand trailed up your thigh and ghosted over your heat.

Your breath hitched igniting concern in your friend. “Y/n, are you sure you’re okay?” Internally trying to calm down your heart rate and arousal you found your voice.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I promise. Imma just be a few before I come back down I’m s-sorry.” You almost could feel his smirk as you stuttered over your words. He picked up his pace, rubbing acute circles over your clit.

“Okay. Call us if you need anything we’ll be down by the main floor.” You hummed in response and ended the call as fast as you could, throwing your phone back in your bag. You wormed your way up out of Mingi’s frame and he followed your movements. You went to push on his chest but he was faster.

Backing you up against the sink again, he picked you up and wrapped your legs around him. He moved your dress up further so that your panties were exposed. His lips were on yours, urgency and heavy breaths being the only thing exchanged.

You moaned into him as his large hands palmed at your breasts over the material of your dress. Never did you think something so simple would be so restrictive. Your hands were back in his hair and you pulled away from his lips, dragging his bottom lip with you. Something reminiscent of a growl emanated from his throat as you wiggled the straps of your dress off, allowing your tits to be viewed in all of their tempting nature.

“I’ve wanted you so bad, baby.”

He moved his attention towards your neck, sucking a dark mark of him in memory of the moment he finally could lay his hands on you. His lips trailed down your body ending their journey as he wrapped his lips around your nipple. Sucking and biting gently at your sensitive skin as his fingers played with your other delicate bud.

You rolled your hips against his and you began to grow frustrated at the lack of contact. Snaking your hand in between your bodies, you tampered with his belt trying to get it out of its buckle as fast as you could. With the restraint of it falling limp against his pants, you undid the button and zipper and wormed your hand into his pants. Finally feeling something other than his lips.

Mingi’s mouth detached from your nipple, moaning out something close to a whine just a little bit too loud. His breathing heavier, he looked up at you, his eyes blown black. His eyes were glistening with want and you stared back at him with equal intensity. Slowly adding more pressure as you palmed him through his underwear. Your lips found his again, biting and pulling away as he rolled his fingers around your nipple again.

Moaning out, you were suddenly violently aware of how your slick was soaking up against the fabric of your panties. With every move you made you felt the wetness between your lips become more and more unbearable. Pulling Mingi by his belt loops, you forced him to look at you.

“Mingi, please. I need you so bad I can’t take it.” He scoffed, letting his neck fall into yours biting at the skin. You didn’t care where you were anymore, your moans were louder and your desire was even louder. You needed something. Mingi’s hand slipped down underneath your dress teasing you through the fabric.

He began to kneel, separating your legs a little further apart. You felt his breath fan against your thighs and it sent jolts of excitement to your core. As much as you wanted to feel his mouth send you into various stages of oblivion, you were crunched on time and didn’t want your friends to start looking for you.

You threaded your fingers in Mingi’s blonde locks, committing the feeling of it to memory and you angled his head up to face you. His eyes were glassy with lust, lips swollen, and a faint sheen of sweat was cast on his skin. You were almost certain that if you were to turn around and face the mirror you’d look the same.

“As much as I’d love to have you like that, I’d hate for our time to be cut short. If I take too long they’ll definitely start looking for me.” Mingi rose back to his feet, his hands engulfing your face. His eyes told you he felt like this would be the only time he’d have you.

“We’ll have plenty of other times to explore that with each other.”

“Other times?” His brow cocked and a small smile began to pull at the corners of his lips.

“I’m not having you just once. I’ve waited too long for just once.”

Mingi’s lips were on yours in a flash and the passion you felt made you feel worshiped. Mingi tapped your thigh as a signal to lift your hips. Bracing yourself on the sink, he pulled your panties off and stuffed them in his back pocket. Removing his hot and salacious cock from its confines, he nestled his face into your neck biting at the skin.

You felt the head of his cock brush up against your folds and you whined and rolled into him. The anticipation being far too much to handle and left you more than needy. He looked up at you, features full of wanton mischief. He pushed his tip in, hand cradling your neck.

“Let’s make our first time one to remember then.”

Inch by inch he slid inside of you, the stretch of him feeling better than you could have ever imagined. As he bottomed out, both of you moaned out and kissed each other with equal fervor. His hips rolled at a slow pace, making you savor every inch of him. You were grabbing at every part of him needing more from him. You bit at his lip grabbing his attention, he looked at you eyes blown and heavy.

“Faster Mingi, please. I need more.”

Something about the desperation in your voice tipped something off inside of him. You felt him become domineering within a second but it was precisely what you needed in your current state. He slipped out of you and you whined out a tiny ‘no’ before he turned you around making you face each other in the mirror. There was a sort of sadistic and coquettish smile decorating his face as he reentered you causing you to moan out in pleasure—no time to moderate the volume of your sounds.

“You need more, baby? Wanna cum around my cock?”

Mingi threaded his hand in your hair gripping at the base so you could face him. Your brows were furrowed in desire, your breath heavy. You tried to find the words to respond but all that came out was a frenzied nod and your cunt occasionally squeezing around his length.

“Words, princess.”

“Please Mingi. Let me cum around your cock. Please move, don’t make me wait an~ah!”

If you begged anymore, there wouldn’t be much of a moment left between you two. His pace was unrelenting, your walls clinging to him like your life depended on it. “God you’re so tight, baby, fuck.” His head fell back in pleasure, his grip on your hair releasing and your head falling forward. You gripped the sides of the sink poorly trying to ground yourself as your knees weakened at the pleasure.

You raised your head, getting a glimpse of how completely fucked out you looked. Your face was flushed and tears were beginning to well under your lids from the overwhelming sensations you were feeling. Losing all sense of control when your eyes trailed up to Mingi.

“Oh fuck!”

You could feel a familiar warmth begin to pool in your core, your silken cunt sucking him even further inside of you. The music was still littering the building somehow adding all the more to the sensuality of the moment. You were brought from your thoughts as Mingi groaned and grabbed your wrists one by one bringing them behind your back. Lifting you so you were flush against his chest, this new angle had you stricken with zeal. Your walls were fluttering around him and you could feel your climax on the horizon.

Mingi groaned above you and the sound brought you right to your edge. You wrapped your hand around his neck trying to grab any bit of him. Panting you looked at him through the mirror, the sight of him something you’d know would plague your memory for the days to come.

“Mingi, I-I’m gonna cum!”

“Me too, baby, fuck. Where do you want me?”

“Inside Mingi. M-make me yourss~.” Your voice trailed off into a small squeak, too enveloped in the pleasure. Mingi moaned, his head falling back into the crook of your neck his breath sending chills throughout your body. “God, you’re so fucking hot y/n.”

Mingi let go of your arms and let you catch yourself on the sink. His thrusts were becoming more and more sloppy and you could feel his breaths quicken with each second. As he brought one of his hands down to your aching clit and brought you to your peak, the sounds that erupted from your throat were impossible to contain. The heat flooding your core finally exploded throughout the entirety of your body and left you in sheer euphoria.

“Fuck! Mingi! I’m cumming I’m cumming!”

“Me too, baby. Me too~uh!”

As Mingi lifted his head from your neck, you looked at him through the mirror still feeling the aftereffects of your orgasm. Pleading with him with your eyes your voice hoarse you sent him over his precipice.

“Cum inside me, I need it so bad, baby. Wan’ feel you.”

With a string of expletives leaving his mouth, you felt his seed spread throughout your saccharine walls. You milked him through his orgasm, watching him unravel in the mirror. The bathroom was humid now and the stench of sex filled the air. As Mingi pulled out of you, you felt his cum begin to dribble out, but before it could escape your pussy, his long fingers pushed back in as much as he could. Your messy cunt sensitive to the action.

Your body was tired, Mingi turned you around and cupped your face before he found his lips on yours again. The kiss was much less urgent than the ones you shared previously and you relished in the softness of it. Before you lost yourself in the kiss, you felt his cum begin to trail down your thigh. Pulling away you went to grab a paper towel, but he was one step ahead of you. Reaching behind him he grabbed the towel and wet a part of it, gently wiping up the mess on your legs.

Tossing the towel, he placed his hand under your chin looking at you with an intense softness. “You okay?” You nodded, a small smile crossing your face. As Mingi situated himself, you waddled to the toilet letting the rest of him drip out as you peed. As you got up to flush, you turned to Mingi.

“Can I have my underwear back?”

“Nope. Keeping it as a souvenir.”

“Seriously?” He nodded, lips rolling around his teeth obviously pleased with himself. You shook your head somewhat surprised by his admission. Washing your hands, Mingi was standing behind you watching your every move. It flustered you and you let out a small giggle to yourself trying to quell your nerves.

“What is it?” His voice made you smile to yourself and you knew you were in far too deep than you expected.

“Nothing, nothing.” Drying your hands, he came up behind you hugging you from behind.

“Tell mee.”

You turned around to face him, “Really, I was just thinking about you.” Looking up at him you wondered how you were ever gonna come back from this. Your mind was rattling with so many different questions and it was translating to your face.

“There’s a lot more goin on in there besides me, y/n.”

“This isn’t the last time we’re gonna see each other, right?”

“Definitely not. Was kinda hoping I could follow you home actually.”

Your eyes lit up elated that he wanted to spend more time with you outside of this moment. Picking up your bag from the floor, you fixed yourself in the mirror one last time before turning to grab the knob.

“Let’s go home then, I’m pretty sure they’re sick of waiting on me.” Before you could open the door, Mingi placed a quick kiss on your cheek and you bit your lip trying to lessen the smile that was about to spread. When you opened the door, the air was significantly cooler. Your stomach dropped when you saw your friends sitting on the bench near the bathroom and you realized the looming body behind you was in plain sight. Lorelei looked up from her phone noticing the light peak out from the bathroom.

“No fucking way.”

#kpop smut #ateez smut #kpop fanfic #mingi smut #mingi x reader #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #mingi fanfic #mingi imagines #song mingi smut #kpop imagines #ateez imagines

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huiyi07 · 2 months

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Nico di Angelo moments I don’t think we talk about enough

- during the son of Neptune, Hazel stood up for Percy and vouched for him to join the legion; Nico then beams at her, “Good job, sis! That took guts.”

- Nico’s active gay panic during like the entire first half of Son of Neptune where he keeps actively deflecting Percy’s questions and stressing about it to Hazel

- also during SoN (clearly an underrated book for Nico) there’s this one moment where there’s all these ghosts in the room and they’re all arguing and he LITERALLY just puts a finger to his mouth and they all go silent like

- Mark of Athena, at the very end when Nico was rescued he looks Percy in the eye and tells him, “Percy, they pulled me into the pit. The things I saw…” and his voice broke, and I think that the rawness in that moment despite the really messed up relationship they had but Nico was so traumatized that he still displayed his full emotion towards Percy

- house of Hades Nico constantly just being a punching bag.. I mean he literally got thrown around so much in that damn book for no reason 😭😭

-at the end of HoH also, during the final battle, Nico cheers at some point and screams, “let’s turn this tide!” And I just think. That’s very special

-BoO Nico had tons of great moments but let’s just keep reminding ourselves of the “we had one home, now we have two,” moment

- something something the hidden oracle during the final battle with that massive giant thing and the fact that if you step back and look at it, you kinda realize that Nico was the strongest pillar the camp had at that point and that it was when he was taken out of commission that the battle turned dire

- tower of Nero, also during the final battle 😭Apollo wasn’t able to reach Nero, so he screamed, “Nico!” AND nico LITERALLY jumps 10 feet in the air and brings his sword down like some kind of shonen protagonist and tries to CLEAVE NERO IN HALF 😭 only to get tossed away like a puppy

- tsats Nico was kinda ooc but one thing that did feel so in character and funny was that he was revealed to be so smart and perceptive about romance to the point he was literally predicting Will’s confession to him

#SoN Nico was so underrated guys #like in his limited page time he was so ADHD + suppressed gay it was so bad #anyway yeah #like these are just little quirky moments that I appreciate #anyway #percy jackson #nico di angelo #pjo #pjo hoo toa

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celiastjamesoscar · 10 months

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Masterlist

A/N: collection of stuff I’ve written. I also don’t know what a word count is, so heads up!

Requests: Open

Current request list: 11

Fluff: 🍦

Angst: 🗡️

Personal favorite: 🛼

Smut: 🎃

REQUESTING

I will write smut, it just depends on what it is and if I’m comfortable with writing it

I will write romantic or platonic

I write for fem and gender neutral readers

I won’t write for male readers

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Wednesday Addams

Luminous Waters 🍦

You drag your girlfriend Wednesday to a beautiful pond that you discovered and enjoy the stars together. (3.1K words)

Exile 🗡️🗡️🛼

you and Wednesday were best friends when you were kids, but after Nero’s death, she became cold and distant, and your former friendship turned into a rivalry. Ten years after your friendship ended, unusual circumstances force you two back together. (12.3K words)

Like Real People Do 🍦

Wednesday has been running through your mind, plaguing your every thought. So when you go out one night to get a grasp on these thoughts, you run into the Addams, who was suffering from thoughts about you. (2.3K words)

To Be Alone

Being alone was something special to Wednesday, but being alone with you was sacred. And she refused to share you with anyone else, even if that meant owning up to her feelings (2.7K words)

Tara Carpenter

Devil in the Details 🗡️🗡️🛼

Tara accidentally runs into on campus, and she’s immediately enchanted by you and asks you for help. You give her the wrong advice and she holds it against you. (12K words)

Himbo Next Door 🍦

you met Tara in the elevator your apartment and you two awkwardly hit it off. You begin to form a situationship with her, but Sam disapproves of you. (5.5K words)

Jenna Ortega

Drafting it up…

Sam Carpenter

No Hard Feelings 🗡️🍦🛼 pt 2 🍦🗡️ pt 3 🍦

Tara makes plans with you to go to dinner and watch a movie, but she forgets and can’t go. So she sends Sam in her place (17.1K total words)

Umbrella Paradox 🍦 Pt 2 🍦🍦

When visiting a local cafe shop late one night, you meet the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen, but you get off on the wrong foot. (12.9K total words)

Sweat and Serendipity 🍦

While working out at your local gym, you run into someone you haven’t seen before. (4.9K words)

Wildest Dreams 🗡️🍦🛼

you are helplessly head over heels for Sam, even though she despises you. But your relationship with her changes when you get in a lightly physical altercation with her.(6.3K words)

Would that I 🗡️

You accidentally ran into someone at a frat party, and she quickly became your best friend. But you fell for her sister, who wouldn’t even give you the time of the day (this is a shitty description) (6.8K words)

Talk 🎃🍦

Sam was never used to being treated with tenderness, but she loved the way you treated her like she was the most fragile thing you ever held. She craved your soft kisses, and she needed you (1.38K words)

Say Yes to Heaven 🗡️🗡️🍦🛼

It was never Sam’s intention to fall in love with you, but after countless nights tangled up in sheets together, she fell for you. But her love came with consequences, and she knew she could never provide you with the life you needed. So she broke up her arrangement with you, breaking your heart in the process as well. (11.8K words)

Happiness is a Butterfly 🗡️🍦

the plan was to tell you at some point, but Sam didn’t know how. Only when you find out by accident about your girlfriend’s activities, does Sam realize the consequences of continuing her father’s legacy. (9.9K words)

Cinnamon Girl 🍦🛼

Getting a dog wasn’t the best idea, but Sam grew to love the fur ball when she found out you were the dog’s vet. (8.6K words)

Jeans 🎃🍦

It had been too long since you had Sam, and you desperately needed her. (1.3K words)

We fell in love in October 🍦

Late night talks with Sam were always your favorite, especially on the roof while you two admired the sky together. (3.0K words)

Comfort Holds 🍦

A long day at work leads the best kind of de-stressing at home: Sam holding you. (1.7k words)

Wish I Knew You 🍦

Unofficial meant many things to people, but to college students it meant one thing: party. But unofficial takes a turn when you get into a fight, and Sam has to walk you home. (3.5K words)

Night Shift 🗡️🍦

Sam blamed you for the 2022 attacks, she blamed you for everything. But guilt drives people into blindness, and Sam eventually finds herself seeking your comfort. (18.0 words)

Smut Headcanons

Natasha Romanoff

Clean 🍦🍦

when Natasha comes back hurt from a mission, she lets you clean her wounds. (3.6K words)

Wanda Maximoff

Champagne Problems 🗡️🍦

You were going to propose to Wanda, but a stupid argument ruined your night, and maybe even your relationship. Can you fix it before it’s too late? (3.8K words)

#Wednesday Addams x reader #sam carpenter x reader #tara carpenter x reader #jenna ortega x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader

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jubilationsart · 5 months

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You have 8 ferrets!!??!? What a DREAM plz I need to see pictures of all of them ;u;

Yea! They have their huge room too! HERE I GO IM GONNA START BRAGGING

Lemon. Our oldest. We got him from someone who needed to rehome him as they were moving to a place that doesn't allow pets. He's 7 years old now we believe. He's always been a lazy boy but he's also the boss of everyone and has the last say.

Puppy, aka Space Cadet Pizza Puppy. We got him from a girl who was gifted him but didn't know what to do with him. He's around 4 now. I swear he thinks he's people. He is a HUGE suck up, obsessed with us and a bit ridiculous. When we first got him, i had to lull him to calm down and sleep because he had no off button.

Nero, 3 years old. He's from Romania! We wanted healthy non-mill bred petstore ferrets and you can tell. He's stocky and big. Feels so much sturdier than Marshal (petstore/mill ferrets) ferrets, as do the rest of our ferrets I'm gonna list. He's our little demon. He likes to cause problems but is always funny about it.

Lottie, 3 years old also, she came along with Nero, but is from Hungary originally. She's very bossy and wants to mother everyone but it gets the others frustrated with her and she gets mad that they don't listen to her. She's out biggest stasher. She's more withdrawn than the others but loves to be held over the shoulder and stroked.

Warboy/Nux, he's 2 years old! He's from the UK and is an extremely sweet boy. Everything is funny to him. He does a huffy laugh noise if he's not dooking about something. My fave thing about him is his big doe eyes.

Whiskey, 3 years old, also from the UK along with Warboy. She's insanely short and squat for some reason lmao. Holding out her hand to clip her nails is a chore because she only has so much arm to stretch out! Shes fussy and her and lottie tends to butt heads on who is the boss girl. Other than that, she loves to be throw into bedding or chased and will dook loudly in excitement!

Ofelia, she's from the states. She's half angora and we just got her. I need better pics of her because she grew out her coat for winter. It's soooo pretty! She just never stays still. She's also a bit more withdrawn as she prefers a calmer environment but loves to play with the other ferrets or being a lap ferret. She turns into a warm pillow on your lap.

Quinn. We got her the same time as Ofelia. She's a year old. She's the great granddaughter of a ferret we had that passed away a bit ago. And we see a lot of her in Quinn, it's so sweet to see. She loves being cozy in hammocks and has the silliest wiggle dance when she wants you to chase her. She also tries to stash our hands.

#irl #ferrets #ferret

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yourmomazfav · 7 months

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Watch A Movie With Me?

Wednesday Addams x gn reader

You had liked Wednesday for a achingly long time, so long that it was in fact starting to impact the lives of the people around you. The question of when you were going to tell her was asked more than the question 'When is it lunch time?'.

With it being Halloween soon you wanted to ask Wednesday to go to the movies with you, even though you had a feeling she would say no because, well.... she's Wednesday. Part of you also believed she wouldn't pass up the chance to watch and hear people howl and scream in fear.

So here you were, standing in front of the goth girl's dorm after being heavily (and forcefully) prompted by Enid, you were in full confidence that Wednesday was on her own in there, which would make things both easier and more difficult to tell her.

You bring your hand up and knock at the dense wooden door, an echo travelling through the halls and most likely on the other side of the door.

You hear some shuffling and then small begrudging footsteps getting closer to the door before it is swung open, the ravenette eyes you for a moment before raising a brow.

''Heyyyyyy Wedns, funny seeing you here.'' You awkwardly sway on your heels, keeping a hand behind your back as you were also bearing gifts.

''Why are you acting like so outlandish?'' Her cold voice rattles through your bones as you swallow before speaking again.

''I was just wondering if you by chance wanted to watch a movie with me, a horror of course. 'Cause y'know, you like that kind of stuff, blood, disembowelment, dismemberment, screaming. Plus I thought you might like watching and hearing people scream when they get scared, we can sit at the back and laugh at them, or in your case glare.'' You ramble on until you catch her eyes staring at your folded arm behind your back.

You then remember what you brought and swing your arm out from behind your back, a bouquet of Black Dahlias, dead roses and beheaded thorny stems. ''I got you these as well.''

Wednesday's eyes scan over your offering with intent as she steps forward to take them from you with careful hands. She then steps back into the room to tend to the flowers, leaving the door open for you to come in.

The goth continues to observe the flowers until she notices a shiny glint of something in the middle of the bouquet, you smile to yourself knowing exactly what it was.

Nimble fingers navigate past the thorns and delicate petals, touching a cold handle of a knife, she pulls the weapon out of the bouquet and stares at it with great interest.

The blade is incredibly sharp and curved slightly with another sharp point sticking out just beneath the first point. The handle was also made of steel but it was black and was the style of a Scorpions tail. Once Wednesday had processed it she turned back to face you, knife in hand.

''I thought you might like it, I couldn't stop thinking about when you told be about Nero so I wanted to make you something that would be a part of him you could take with you.'' You point to the knife as you speak.

''You made this?'' She seems in slight disbelief, why had you not ever mentioned you did things like this?.

You nod in response, still waiting to see if she truly likes it or not.

Wednesday places the bouquet and knife on her desk with care and turns back to you, a slight softened expression on her disposition.

''When is this movie?''

Dun Dun Duuuuuu

(Sorry it's short and a bit of a cliffhanger, I'm getting back into the swing of writing)

Part Two???

#Wednesday Addams #Wednesday Addams x reader #Wednesday Addams x fem reader #Wednesday #wednesday (series)#x reader

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spiritually-a-blorb · 8 months

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in light of me being a little silly, a little sillier, and finally reaching my silliest peak, I would like to introduce my favorite cringefail loser and give you headcannons about him

- Lester still had slightly purple veins after the possession. it was barely noticeable, but his blood, and therefore his veins, were a little darker. he just never points this out

- Lester had a little bit of a scuffle trying to get to California in the burning maze, and he literally never told anyone. just as a little silly. this is why he wanted maple lemon cronuts. he got in a fight at some random bakery (beacuse he wanted to get food for everyone) and he managed to snag food for everyone but himself

- Apollo visits Sweet on America, the place Sally used to work, and he'll get different candies his kids like, or he thinks they'll like. he is surprisingly successful at this, and now he keeps candy on his person at all times, like a grandma does

- Lester's complaints about memory loss were valid, for one. but the second thing? just for a lil spice, I think trying to access those memories hurts him just a little, enough for the brain to try and block those memories out. that's why his memory is super faulty. his brain is literally working against him

- Lester is checked over by Meg after every fight they have after The Big Stab™️, and she feels extra guilty when she finds out how tarquin was turning him into a zombie

- Lester was separated from Meg in a crowd once, while they were getting to the Tower of Nero. he flipped his ever-loving shit and proceeded to yell her name so loud he broke a window. Meg never got separated from him again

- Meg will do this thing where she will mispronounce words on purpose beacuse she knows that it annoys Lester. Lester eventually uses those mispronounciations in multiple haikus, and presents them to Meg in a written and stage performance. Meg has never been so annoyed and so touched in her life once she remembers that those were her mispronounciations. she then demands financial compensation for her words being used in said haikus

- Apollo (post ToA) does actually help herophile start some game shows. he gets her a nice setup and everything, and she soon becomes well known for her successful shows, both on normal channels and Hephestus TV.

- Meg eventually goes out and sees the ToA books on some bookstore shelves, and buys the entire series. she gets a lot of secondhand embarrassment due to Lester sometimes, but she enjoys re-living some good memories with her dummy. plus she likes hearing what the Arrow of Dodona actually had to say.

- Conversely, Apollo literally shrivels up in a ball when he finds out that Meg read the entire book series. he just lays there with his hands over his face while his kids swarm Meg to get her to show them the books. Apollo does not want to live through that, but he stays as they read the entire story. they all end up in a massive cuddle pile by the end

- Eventually, Artemis meets Meg. she kinda likes her by the end, but is somewhat jealous of the sibling relationship she has with Apollo. Apollo just likes seeing his two sisters get along. Meg, however, is a little conflicted as well. This is her annoying dummy, and someone else telling Apollo that, even in jest, grates on her a little (unless he deserved it. then she adds on)

- Apollo really likes fries. The big reason is they are cheap, and he would get a meal with the money they had at some gas station or fast food place, and give Meg the meal and just eat (and share) the fries. He did this right up to The Burning Maze, but only beacuse Aloe Vera kinda snitched on him to Grover. Aloe Vera only found out when she saw him climbing back down into the maze to eat the strawberries.

- Meg was super upset when she found out about the fry thing. Apollo insisted he was fine, and that he didn't need as much food as her, since she was still growing. She was a little more mad when she realizes she had been growing food that was meant to help in combat, and Apollo had to double back to get some, or he went hungry.

#toa #lester papadopoulos #pjo apollo #meg mccaffrey #sunflower siblings #just a lil bit

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sorcererofsolitude · 5 months

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You can tell right from the start how intrigued Wednesday is by Enid, which she promptly covers up with disgust and, of course, threats of violence.

And yet, Wednesday opens up so quickly to Enid about Nero, something I'd wager no one outside of her immediate family was aware of.

I rest my case, your honor.

#netflix wednesday #wednesday #lesbian #wenclair #enid sinclair #lgbtq #wednesday addams #enid x wednesday #wednesday netflix #wednesday memes #fandom memes #jenna ortega #emma myers #the addams family

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lilislegacy · 2 months

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I'm a couple days late to the stable scene discussion, butttt here are a few things I had in mind....

I agree with you that they didn't have sex in the stables MoA, but that said, I do think they was likely some more kissing and stuff. Now, jump forward to Tower of Nero and The Sun and the Star, I think Rick insinuates them being intimate (at least to a certain degree). First of all in the ToN when Apollo visits them, Annabeth tells him that their living arrangements are none of his business cause Percy is over at her dorm until her roommate moves in.

Then again, in The Sun and the Star Sally says "I imagine they’re both at Percy’s dorm ... hopefully studying for their English exam.’' A page-ish later when Sally, Will and Nico IM them, "Percy was indeed in his dorm room. There was a small unmade bed to the left and a desk covered in books and papers. Percy himself looked somewhat disheveled, too." Sally saying they're in his dorm hopefully studying and Percy looking disheveled I'd say is pretty interesting word choice. What do you think about all this?

thanks for the ask!

ah yes… college percabeth

you know, i haven’t finished TOA, but i have seen that scene online lol. and i will say, annabeth does get oddly defensive when apollo asks if they’re both staying there. she says the whole ew no he leaves his clothes everywhere thing, but her reaction seems oddly strong.

and you know what’s funny? when i saw that scene for the first time, i also thought it was referencing them getting up to no good, but it was a different part lol. the part that caught my eye is when percy says something along the lines of “yep i’ll be staying in my completely empty dormitory a whole two blocks away [from annabeth’s]” and then annabeth swats his arm and quickly moves on, and THAT’s when she defensively tells apollo that their living arrangements are none of his business. so i thought that was very suggestive.

i haven’t read the sun and the star, but those word choices definitely are suggestive. if sally had just said “percy is probably in his dorm, maybe with annabeth. they should be studying” then i think it would have sounded genuine. but the fact that she said they’re both in his dorm and “….hopefully studying”, it does seem like she’s onto them about something else LOL. the ellipses speaks volumes. and the fact that percy and annabeth were both in his dorm and nico said he looked “disheveled”… also suspicious. it could have been meant innocently, but rick is famous for throwing in little innuendos lol. so i think you’re definitely onto something with those scenes

we’re onto you ricky 🫵

#percabeth #anon ask #tower of nero #the sun and the star #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #pjo #uncle rick #rick riordan

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the-black-bulls · 2 days

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"If you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?"

Charmy: DO NOT STICK YOUR FINGER IN THERE!

Asta: You'll never have magic. You don't need it.

Nero: Please learn to sleep early.

Henry: Start exercising NOW!

Gordon: Put more faith in your family.

Finral: Get off your ass and do something. It won't get fixed if you don't.

Vanessa: Just relax and do it. Fear opens the most amazing doors.

Grey: Stop being paranoid about people judging you.

Zora: Stop stressin' over these irrelevant people.

Gauche: Stop making my life harder than it needs to be, goddamnit.

Noelle: I would tell her it gets better eventually.

Nacht: You think it's bad now? It's only gotta get worse, so enjoy it while you still can.

Magna: You do you fam, else I won't exist to tell you anything.

Liebe: Stay away from Mom. Please.

Luck: You're gonna be so happy one day. You aren't damaged or a bad kid; you haven't changed one bit. You simply went through some bad stuff and that is the way your mind helped you cope.

Yami: SAVE YOUR DAMN MONEY!

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