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hopelesslyromanticshark · 1 month

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look, first of, thank you SO MUCH for that jason x apollo!reader??? i just- i melted. i blushed with WORDS ON A SCREEN. just…. yeah. so, uh, can i ask you hcs about leo and apollo!reader and she’s like super amazing with healing and he’s always getting hurt just so she can heal him? tysm! (live laugh love leo valdez)

⋆⭒˚.⋆ leo valdez x daughter of apollo! reader hcs

content: leo valdez x daughter of apollo! reader hcs warning: language, like a tiny ass allusion to sexual things but im hella reaching with this one author's note: live laugh love leo valdez is so real. new slogan. new motto. new manifestation. with how much i typically struggle with apollo kid reader ANYTHING this one actually was so fun and i genuinely enjoy it. so cute.

mr. 'constantly getting little nicks on his hands' and ms. 'ability to heal but you will get sass for being an idiot'

at first, leo truly was just being clumsy and will was constantly busy, which means you got the son of hephaestus

but then he started to fall in love with your lecturing and your laugh and you smile and the way your nose twitches while you heal and-

well, basically, he fell in love with allll of you

so then he started doing little things on purpose

nothing too crazy (except that one time he 'attempted' the rock climbing wall and got hit in the head with a rock. looking back, he does regret that one seeing as he got a concussion that you refused to heal)

mostly just paper cuts and bruises from nyssa throwing wrenches at him (he paid her once bc he hadn't seen you yet that day. he had the biggest wrench shaped welt on his back for WEEKS. he never offer that to her again.)

at some point, will stopped fill one of the beds in your section of the infirmary, knowing at some point leo would waltz in and fake a pout and present his injury and demand to be healed by you and you only

and you'd roll your eyes and scold the boy about that fact that he's supposed to avoid jason's sword, but you couldn't hide your beaming smile

something about being an apollo kid is that your smiles were kinda hard to hide

they were always just so bright and so distinctly love filled

especially when they were directed at the person you like

which sadly was leo, your clumsy and constant patient

also, i know he's playing up every injury and everything just to get you to laugh

"what is it this time, valdez?" you ask, jutting your hip out and glaring at him with a smile

"well, you see, i was just walking around the woods, doing my thing and looking super cool and hot and all that. and then, out of nowhere, this piece of paper just shot out and cut my poor precious hand. said some crazy things too, definitely racist. keep an eye for that paper. and, like, i need my hands to work, because how can i work if my hands are all mangled-

"you have a paper cut, leo-"

"some doctor you are, im clearly dying."

"get out."

"hey! you better not charge my insurance for this-"

"GET OUT! OR ILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO GET HEAL!"

"OKAY OKAY IM GOING JEEZ"

so cute, stop why am i smiling???

shut up, it was a moment of weakness

and then, one day leo didn't come into the infirmary

you stood at the door, rapidly tapping your pen against your clipboard, watching as the clock ticked by

"what, no lover boy today?" will taunted as he walked past, smiling as you glared at him

"hey, next time you sneak nico in and have to hide him in the medical closet, tell him not to bump into the bandages," you threw back, instantly locking your eyes back to the clock as the tapping of your pen increased

"you're no fun," will hissed and walked away as his blush grew up his neck

"you still have to clock out even if he doesn't come!" will shouts over his shoulder as he continues to walk

"but-"

"no. clock out or ill give you a reason to stay, but this time on one of those beds."

"whatever," you muttered under your breath, frowning as the end of your shift came.

"WAIT WAIT IM HERE WAIT-" leo yelled as he came skidding into the infirmary. he was heaving and struggling to breath, slumping against the doorway

you couldn't help but smile at the sight of him, clearly having run the whole way from bunker nine here

and you fell just a tiny bit more in love

"cmon," you said, nodding your head towards the back of the infirmary before leading the way.

leo followed, desperately looking at his arms to see if he could find any tiny scratch to blame his visit on

naturally, there was nothing.

shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shi-

"what's his problem? it better be something good, y/n, because you were supposed to clock out-"

"head injury. big ol' bonk on the head from that dragon of yours. right, leo?" you attempted to lie, looking over at leo for help

the daughter of truth was naturally a terrible liar and will could see right through her.

"yeah, yeah. he's fiesty sometimes. doesn't like oil changes," leo added, both him and y/n looking at will with pleading eyes to let them stay

"...five minutes and then i don't want to see either of you in here for the rest of the day," will replied, squinting at the both of them for a few seconds before taking his leave

"nice lie," leo mused and you beamed a smile at him as you sat down on the edge of his medical bed

"yeah?"

"no. i think i a blind person could see straight through that lie. but good effort."

"you just lost healing privileges for a week," you gasped out, slapping an arm against his shoulder with a shake of your head

"can i still visit?" leo questioned, a knowing smile on his lips. like he was plotting something. which left you hesitant to answer

"...i dont see why not."

"good. i couldn't got a week without seeing such a pretty girl."

"w-well, clearly i didn't need to lie. you must have a head injury," you quickly got out, taking his head into your hands and pretending to inspect it but it was really just to force his vision away from you face so you could blush in peace

"kiss it better?" leo offered as you pulled his head back to be level with yours

leo enjoyed the shuttered breath that left your lips more than he should have, enjoying the minor panic hidden behind your eyes

without another word, the two of you met in the middle

it was a gentle kiss, bordering on hesitant

your lips were just barely brushing each other until leo pushed a little further, solidifying it

you couldn't help but fight back, the kiss turning more fervent with every second that passed

it surely would have ended with clothes tossed everywhere had you too not been cut off by your dear brother

"TIMES UP. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY INFIRMARY!"

"YOU DON'T OWN THE PLACE!"

"THAT'S IT, GET BACK HERE, IM BREAKING EVERY BONE IN YOUR HAND AND ILL NAME THEM WHILE I DO IT, YOU LITTLE SHIT-"

"I NEED MY HANDS TO WORK- HEY, STOP, LET GO, NO NOT THE PINKY WAIT-"

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #hoo #heroes of olympus x reader #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez

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babydollmarauders · 5 months

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 19)

au masterlist

notes: this is late and short and i apologize for that! i’ve had such a busy few days

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 WE WON!! WE ACTUALLY WON!!

i mean… yeah, it’s cool, we won.

with the return of my absolute favorite captain (sorry Quinnifer), the devilish whores won 7-2 against the swords!

we kicked off the scoring just a minute and a half into the first with a goal from Holtzy, and almost 10 minutes later, got a goal from uncle Toffee to give us a 2-0 lead!

but that’s not all! just 4 minutes later, captain slut got his first goal back!! GO NICOLAS!!! and in true boyfriends fashion, he acquired his first goal back the same way that Jacky did; on his first game back, in the first period of the game, with a goal that had to be confirmed by officials that it was a good goal! how utterly boyfriends of them! they definitely planned that!

and to end first period, we got yet another EVEN strength goal (no power play goals yet here!) from Pally Pocket!! giving us a FOUR goal lead on those bitches from buffalo!

in second period we got yet another goal from Tyler the creator, just 2 minutes in! bringing the score to 5-1! thank you, queen! and then the rest of that period was boring af

BUT THIRD PERIOD! OH I LOVED THIRD PERIOD! we opened that period and made it our bitch with a goal from MY best friend in the whole big wide world, Dawg-son Mercer!! EVERYBODY CHEER! WOOOOO!!! (with an assist from my lovely pain in the ass, babygirl!)

AND LASTLY, WITH OUR ONE AND ONLY POWER PLAY GOAL, WE HAVE MY (hopefully) FUTURE LITTLE BROTHER, LUKEY ‘SMUSH’ HUGHES!!! LET’S GO, BABY HUGHES!! SHOW ‘EM WHAT YOU’RE MADE OF!!

i’ll see you guys on tuesday after we play the long island iced teas!

tagged holtz_10, tofff73, nicohischier, pally_18, jackhughes, dawson1417, and lhughes_06

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john.marino97 i don’t even get my own pic tonight?

y/ndevils00 i only have so many spots Jonathan! what am i supposed to do, you didn’t score a goal! do you want me to just take someone’s pic away to fit you in?!

john.marino97 1. not my name. 2. yes

y/ndevils00 NO! stop being greedy— jesus you’re like a stray cat, i feed you love once and you never leave me alone again

john.marino97 one could argue that you’re actually the stray cat

y/ndevils00 am i the one begging for your love right now? no!

john.marino97 i could post a photo of what you’re doing right now and it would suggest otherwise…

user29 what’s she doing right now?!

lhughes_06 @/user29 john is giving her a piggyback ride throughout the empty arena because she wouldn’t leave him alone

jackhughes how tf did you get the last picture from the press box?

y/ndevils00 ✨zoom✨

jackhughes well i need you to ✨zoom✨ out and stop camera stalking me while i’m on the bench. WATCH THE GAME.

y/ndevils00 don’t tell me what to do?

jackhughes you’re right, i’m sorry for telling you to do your job

y/ndevils00 you should be. thank you!

nicohischier you called me anything but my name

y/ndevils00 obviously? do you not see my gag here Nicole?

nicohischier i see it, i hate it, i ask you to do better

y/ndevils00 HEY DON’T TAKE MY LINE!

nicohischier too late. took it. made it my own.

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes PUT YOUR BITCH ON A LEASH

jackhughes but you’re my bitch?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes take that back right now

jackhughes or what?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes or i’ll tell Sid?

jackhughes consider it unsaid 🫡

user01 NICO AND LUKE GOALS AND WE WON

user63 “bitches from buffalo” is how i’ll be referring to them now tysm

holtz_10 please leave me out of this

y/ndevils00 you’re part of the team, are you not? you’re briefly photographed and mentioned just shut up and say thank you

holtz_10 for what? you didn’t even congratulate me

john.marino97 bro, it’s not worth the fight, just say it

holtz_10 thank you?

y/ndevils00 you’re welcome, swedish meatball!

tofff73 thank you and you’re welcome, queen!

y/ndevils00 TAKE NOTES PEOPLE! THIS IS WHAT YOU DO!

dawson1417 you’ve been here for like 2 months and you already make the rest of us look bad, Toff

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 you could NEVER look bad to me, honey bun! the others, however, could use some work

lhughes_06 i’ll be your future brother if i have any say in it

jackhughes but you DON’T have any say in it?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes that’s what YOU think

jackhughes i- what does that even mean?

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes wouldn’t you like to know

jackhughes i’m pretty sure YOU don’t even know

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes you can’t prove that (i don’t)

dawson1417 CHEERING!! WOOOO!!! YAY ME!!

y/ndevils00 alright london tipton, let’s tone it down a little before somebody thinks you’re conceited

dawson1417 you’re right, sorry, GO TEAM!

y/ndevils00 there we go!! (we can cheer for just you off insta! nobody else matters!)

dawson1417 can we go out for drinks to celebrate me?

y/ndevils00 are you buying?

dawson1417 sure?

y/ndevils00 then ABSOLUTELY!!

user87 so are we just gonna breeze past “Pally pocket” … like polly pocket?

y/ndevils00 i liked to chew on the clothes <3

jackhughes i’m concerned for your well being

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes you keep me sane 🥰

jackhughes well it’s a lot of work and i don’t think i’m doing a very good job

#media management au!#media management series <3 #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #jack hughes blurb #nj devils #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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firein-thesky · 7 months

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Werewolf wolfwood or human wolfwood with angel reader, whichever inspires u more ❣️❣️❣️ this idea is so funnn tysm already!!!

hello dear!!! gosh these are such good ideas…..both of them have me 👀👀👀 but i think i’m gonna go with werewolf wolfwood!! i gotta!!! right??

(but i swear i almost folded for wolfwood w angel reader……ohhh i’m imagining him on his knees..,,.,,devoted….,.,)

anyways! i hope you enjoy!!

werewolf!wolfwood

cw: muzzle, restraints, weird power dynamics??….i am so sorry how h word this is jfkdjskjdksjska

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“Nico,” you hush, you murmur, you use a soft and soothing tone like you’re trying to calm him.

His growl is a low and vicious thing in the pit of his chest. His ears are back, teeth bared behind the confines of the muzzle. You try to move as slowly as possible.

He lunges but comes up short against the restraints around his wrists, his neck.

“Easy, Nico,” you hold up your hand, “come on, it’s okay—it’s okay, it’s just me.”

The moon is a burnt hole in the night sky; huge and copper and crimson. It hangs above his head like a ruddy halo. It casts a shadow of the manbeast in front of you.

He’d insisted on the restraints. He didn’t know what he’d do to you like this.

(And truthfully, you didn’t know what you’d do with him like this.)

He’s hulking and huge, broad and clearly all muscle. Dark hair all over his body, over his bare chest and stomach. He towers over you; even with the further curved back of an animal usually on all fours. And his teeth—

Oh, his teeth.

Slowly, you take a step towards him.

His growl goes darker. In warning.

“Nico,” you coo, “baby,” you try, “it’s just me. I’m not gonna hurt you—“

Another step.

You’re in range now.

You hold up your hand, an offering.

His hackles rise but you freeze. You don’t move a muscle.

He creeps towards you, slow, careful. He’s still growling, but as he nears, it begins to wane.

“That’s it,” you breathe, just as he gets closer, and closer—and really, he shrouds you. His form swallows yours. “See?” You whisper, “it’s alright—“

The muzzle nudges your hand. He’s still growling but it isn’t quite so vicious.

And then your hand nudges along his stubbly jaw, up into his hair, along the pointed ears atop his head. You try to keep your breathing even and deep. You try to stifle any caution.

“Atta boy,” you murmur, boldening your touch.

It only takes a second for him to knock you to the ground. And then he’s over you, growling all over again—and—and—

He slots his waist against yours.

Heat races through you—maybe a flush of embarrassment—this shouldn’t—he’s—

The cold wire of the muzzle nuzzles into your jaw, trying to get closer, get at you.

“Gentle,” you get your voice to unstick, still focusing on all the places you touch, the way his teeth are right in your face, bare and dripping. “Nico—c’mon, settle down.”

The growling continues.

In a move too daring it could be considered stupid, you loop your fingers through the muzzle—

“Hey,” you command, “look at me.”

His growl darkens and you are well aware of the very real, very sharp danger of the proverbial (and more literal) cage that you are poking your fingers through.

Then you yank the muzzle so he eyes you directly.

“What’d I tell you?” You say, harsher now, “back off.”

And then you twist his face away from you with the control on the muzzle. He snaps his teeth just shy of your fingers looped in the wiring still. He can’t reach.

A surge of power.

“Off.” You command again, pushing at him, holding the muzzle away from your own face so that you force him to look away from you—a usual act of submission.

This time, he half-listens.

You force yourself to stand while he stays lower, on his knees.

He goes to stand, to tower over and intimidate you again, but you snap at him;

“Down.”

His growling doesn’t wane. His muscles twitch at the command, perhaps to disobey, or perhaps to listen.

“Down, boy.”

And ultimately, he stays down on his knees.

You take a braver step towards him, take his chin in your hand and guide it up to gaze at you.

“That’s it,” you say again, victorious, voice stronger, “good boy—good boy—“

Laced within the growl is a higher, sharper sound.

A whine.

His eyes, so dark, gaze steadfastly up at you. As if you are the only thing he could ever see in life, only thing that could ever matter to him.

You fight back the raw edges of your own wild smile;

“I’ll make an obedient dog of you yet.”

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forgive me i am falling asleep as i type hfksjaj sorry if this makes 0 sense lol but thank you for requesting!! hope you enjoyed!!

send me a monster + a character and i’ll write a drabble!

#thank you!!!#cielo plays!#cielo chats!#cielo writes!

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licorice-tea · 3 months

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100 Follower Event

Hi! To thank you guys for 100 followers, I’m doing a little event from now until February 22nd (10 days, might be extended)! Below are 15 different prompts and a list of 10 one piece characters that I will write for. If you want to request one, simply put it in an ask and make sure to use both the character name and the prompt name (or the number/letter, like: 1A.) All prompts are x reader, no smut, and I’ll probably only do each prompt 1 or 2 times at most… (unless i really enjoy it lol)!!!

Characters

Half Strawhats and half my faves <3

1. Monkey D. Luffy

2. Roronoa Zoro

3. Nami

4. Usopp

5. Vinsmoke Sanji

6. Nico Robin

7. Trafalgar Law

8. Penguin

9. Portgas D. Ace

10. Kaku

Prompts

Dialogue prompts

A. “Hello, sailor!”

B. “Where have you been all my life?”

C. “I have your (wanted) poster on my wall!/ I didn’t know I had a fan!”

D. “Want to dance?”

E. “I love that thing you do./What thing?/The thing where you smile.”

F. “I’m going to try to fall in love with you again.”

G. “Do you feel alright?/ Yeah, Why?/ Your face is red…”

Song/lyric prompts

H. You’ve got some soft lips and some pearly whites / I wanna touch them in the dead of night (Kali Uchis)

I. Me and you and awkward silence… (Laufey)

J. Lover’s Rock (TV Girl)

Other prompts

K. Spin the bottle

L. Truth or dare

M. Paranoia (the party game!)

N. One bed

O. Kabedon

Tysm for 100 followers!!! <3

EVENT IS CLOSED!

#fanfic #one piece x reader #one piece #one piece x you #x reader #law x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #luffy x reader #nami x reader #usopp x reader #robin x reader #portgas ace x reader #ace x reader #penguin x reader #koby x reader

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pumpkinbxtch · 1 month

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MY LAST REQUEST 😭 I feel so bad requesting right away AGAIN but I loved your response so much I want more. I CRAVE more of it PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP MAKE A PT2 DO ANYTHING WITH THE PART 2 SLIGHTLY ANGSTY AND FLUFFY PLSPLS 😭🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️ TYSM AGAIN LIKE YOURE LITERALLY THE BEST ur single handily fueling my obsession rn this will be my last one for a while TRUST unless you say otherwise, I don’t wanna overwhelm you ❤️💔

• ° . ☆ “Free coupons, take one and cry all afternoon ” II

— apollo x mortal!reader

part i

summary: part ii, you need to read it, the link is above. run, go warnings: none a/n: really forgive me, haha. I wanted to do something very nice but, well, you'll read what I did. I don't know, forgive me 😔 I couldn't control myself HAHA Still I hope you enjoy it.

Lester was about to throw up the burger, or well, the two bites he had taken. No misunderstanding, it was good.

But you continued to check that they were well taken care of; Giving him pretty smiles and walking near him with that lavender smell of yours. Shit, he wanted to be close to you.

They were too many of you, so they had to join several tables and, among the place that was about to explode, they stood out.

A very lively table, Apollo assumed.

Percy played with his soda making swirls telepathically, Leo put his hand in and undid it, it was funny until the son of Poseidon realized that the drink was disgustingly tampered with. He didn't take a sip again. The other boys laughed.

The girls were talking and laughing and pushing each other, including Meg.

Nico picked at Percy's fries and sipped on Will's soda. Living his best life, Apollo thought.

He liked the idea of being with them and being able to take care of them (even though they beat them to the times they had saved his ass) he could now return the favor.

Oh, if only you could see it. You would be happy. You told him in almost all your lives that he was guilty of being self-centered.

Apollo found himself struggling with the thoughts of him, you weren't dead. You were in front of him.

You passed the door to the counter, holding a tray in each hand. That image flashed in his mind, transporting him back to when you used to walk around with two vases on your shoulders, dancing among the people. Some chains hanging from your neck and the jewelry clashed. You have always been beautiful. Whatever way you came back to him; Boy, girl, you were always beautiful.

— LESTER! —He jumped out of the seat and collided with Jason's shoulder.

— All good?

No, he wanted to be with you.

— The girl over there is talking to you, — Will said with a worried look for his father.

He looked up and spotted you behind the cash register. He made his way towards you without hesitation.

—Mr. Lester, I see that you didn't wait two seconds to use those coupons.— You said with a smile on your lips. Some strands of hair were sticking out from under the cap you were wearing.

—We were hungry.

Idiot, couldn't he think of a better line?

You let out a laugh, and he leaned slightly on the bar, his stomach wouldn't leave him alone.

You leaned over the bar, closing the distance between you. The boy smelled like sunshine and some kind of sweet scent, totally pleasing to your sense of smell. Strangely, you wanted to be even closer to him, like a little impulse to be with him alone, to hug him. Were you attracted to him? But it seemed like a joke, they had only met by chance. You cleared your throat.

— Everything's alright there? — You pointed with your eyes to the table where the rest of his friends and sister were. Although this one had nothing in common with him.

You looked at him. The blonde curls mixed with the black ones making a particular blend, you wondered if it was something genetic and his blue eyes, you had seen them. You were sure.

He touched your shoulder excessively softly, as if he was afraid of breaking you.

— Excuse me?

You let out a laugh and straightened up. Again he was a little further away and you didn't like the feeling.

—I didn't hear you, sorry. Did you say?

Lester smiled.

— It's all good. If we make too much noise, we can leave.

You denied without thinking, almost as an act of desperation. You and he chatted a little more, and you told him to sit down so he could finish his meal.

Walked into the kitchen and cursed under your breath. It was inevitable, he would have to leave at some point. What if you asked for his number? The thought made you bite your lip, and you squeezed your eyes shut.

You felt stupid. Would you look like that in front of him?

You gave him the coupons you had collected to go out with your friends for half a month, just for the sake of it? You never talked to strangers on the street, but Lester didn't seem like a stranger to you.

Apollo returned to the table and ate a chip without much enthusiasm.

Rachel glanced at Piper.

— Any problem? — Frank said drinking soda from the straw.

The god shook his head and sighed. He felt useless, helpless because he wanted to be with you, but he couldn't find a way. Maybe he could ask you for your number. Yeah! Or not?

— I think it's better that you eat. —Rachel said. As if she could guess his thoughts. Or maybe yes? He looked up and took the burger in her hands, after examining it, he handed it to the son of Hades. Nico ate it almost in an instant. And he got up again to go with you.

— Excuse me!

— Tell me — A waiter served him. Apollo felt stupid, so he ended up ordering ice cream.

He returned with the cone in his hand and a pout on his mouth.

Piper hid her giggle behind the paper menu.

The thoughts of asking for his number also didn't leave you alone, but every time you tried to approach him, something simply interrupted you.

You quickened your pace towards him. You cursed the fact that Lester's back was turned, and an arm stopped your path.

— Miss…

Again. You ended up in the kitchen, mumbling and grimacing.

Apollo also couldn't find you at any time that you could speak. He slammed his hand on the table and bumped his forehead against the plastic surface. It seemed like a joke!

Rachel shook her head slightly and stroked her head.

—Hey, Apollo.

He denied rubbing his face on the table.

Everyone wanted to ask, but the redhead put a finger on her lips.

— Apollo

— It's not Apollo, it's Lester

She understood, things weren't going well, but it was inevitable. Rachel got down to Apollo's level.

— Try it one more time, if you hate this, try it as many times as necessary. But know that you tried everything.

The god's blue eyes peered through his hair, and stood up with a sigh.

Everyone at the table pretended not to have heard, they played dumb talking about the weather.

And he tried again.

and he failed again.

You didn't feel any different, you felt like everything had been so easy until you got it into your head that you needed to be with him. You looked through the delivery window and noticed that his table was almost empty, you had worked in food chains for so long to know that they were about to leave the place. Your soul felt a despair that at the same time seemed meaningless to you.

You looked for a pen and paper, a sheet they use for receipt notes.

You wrote your number and a note: call me!, and you doodled a heart. Inexplicably, you also drew a sun. If you couldn't get close, someone else could.

—Brenda!

Your coworker stopped her pace and raised her chin. She just had a tray in her hand, perfect. You walked over to her quickly.

— Deliver this to table seven.

She nodded.

Apollo was already feeling hopeless, he drank Piper's drink and talked to her friends. During the conversation, your coworker handed the note on a small tray. Rachel looked at the paper and waited for Apollo to take it.

He did, and while he was laughing about something Frank had told him, he crumpled it up and threw the ball of paper into the metal trash can.

The redhead didn't say anything, she knew what was happening. She knew that even if she went to the boat and gave the paper to her friend, it would be something else.

The food was finished, and the rest had been pleasant.

Then everyone rose from their chairs.

Apollo looked again at the same window through which you had been spying on him, until at that same moment it was your turn to throw out the trash.

And that's how things ended.

Apollo walked away from the place, and you didn't see him leave. Both felt their spirits on the ground, their stomachs full of anxiety. It was strange, it was fleeting. But when things didn't have to happen, it was that simple. They just wouldn't happen.

At least, not in this life of yours.

Every chance with Apollo would wither, corrode, perish. It didn't matter how much they tried or struggled.

It was not going to work. At that moment, you were destined to meet but not to stay together, not even for a full day.

And how cruel because there was so much he wanted to show you.

But not now, but until 100 years later.

#maría's shared dreams☆｡ﾟ✧#lester papadopoulos #pjo hoo toa #apollo x y/n #trials of apollo #apollo x reader #apollo x you #lester papadopoulos x you #lester papadopoulos x reader #lester papadopoulos x y/n

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suns-blood · 1 month

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i've never heard of the car allegory theory, can you give me a summary pls :-)

All I've ever wanted is someone to ask about the car allegory! Ahhhh tysm for asking

The car allegory mostly comes from self titled (which I know intimately lol). A lot of the songs mention cars or vehicles in some way. From songs like "a car, a torch, a death" and "taxi cab" it can be assumed that cars represent our lives.

For example the lyrics:

And I begin to envy the headlights driving south

I want to crack the door so I can just fall out

(From a car, a torch, a death) can be interpreted as Tyler envying people who get to lead their lives towards a better place (south)(this was before they started using the east as a symbol for salvation). In this case cars would represent our physical bodies rather than our entire existence as Tyler expresses a wish to separate his soul from his body.

The entirety of the second verse of taxi cab is also filled with car allegories. If you want I could share some examples but I don't want to make this post too long.

Another important bit of car allegory comes from the heavydirtysoul and jumpsuit music videos. In hds mv Tyler is in a car, being driven by Nico. According to the Car Allegory, thay would mean he is not in control of his life, depression is. At the end, the car catches on fire. We can assume this fire to be a way to start a new life/leave your old life behind. Fire is also an important symbol of the banditos because of how real and alive and unpredictable it is, in contrast to the neon lights which the bishops use because of how controlled those are. In jumpsuit, Tyler returns to this car, his old life, and gets a jacket from the trunk (at the end of the mv). I like to interpret that as him having to return to his old life in order to get what he needs (his bandito jacket) to go forward (to trench).

In it he also says "you were asleep, time to wake up" before the car bursts on fire again, essentially reigniting it and considering what fire could symbolise, i think that's really fucking cool.

Cars are mentioned in their songs a bunch more times but I haven't gotten to all of those instances yet lol. Anyway I hope this made sense to you! Any and all questions are welcome :)

This is like my favourite part of tøp song analysis so thanks for letting me ramble about that

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cabinofimagines · 1 year

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Practice Makes Perfect

This serves as a set up as to why you train with Nico every morning. I don't make the rules, I only make the SFU. A comment on the request; I took the vibes, but I left out being claimed. It was slightly confusing phrased but I tried my best!

Happy birthday Nico!

Pairing: PRE-dating Poly!Solangelo, Will Solace x Gn!reader x Nico di Angelo Request: IF REQUEST IS NOT CLOSE AGAIN, PLEASE DO A POLY SOLANGELO (if i did spell it wrong please correct me!), its just they're so underrated!! tysm if ever its still close but if it is, i still hope you see this! probably with some combat, like theyre other s/o is just the camp sees as a "not too strong" camper since theyre just really not talkative - mostly just telling the other campers what is best to do and stuff. Probably the s/o not being claimed yet and being claimed when they shine? tysm! Word count: 2.8k Warnings: mention of injury, nothing too graphic.

Poly!Solangelo mlist

-Asnyox

It was not often that people criticize your strength. During the years you had spent at Camp Half-Blood you had probably spend most of your time in the infirmary, given that the Apollo cabin tended to be short-staffed when wars happened. This meant that you did not show your fighting power as much as other campers did, but it was fine. You were content with your little place in camp, no need to show off anything.

You weren’t going to lie though, the predicament you found yourself in right now was not optimal. Sherman Yang, son of Ares, had decided to target you during sword practice, and if the immense amount of taunting wasn’t enough to piss you off, it was the fact that you were losing badly. You knew your way around with the sword, it just was not your best weapon and Sherman was a murder machine with any weapon he held. All you could do was dodge and parry his hits, helplessly trying not to die in the process. However, Sherman made quick work of you as he slashed your arm and pushed you to the ground in the process. You looked up at him, scared of the sword that you could not dodge coming your way, only for it to be quickly parried by a black sword.

“That’s enough, Yang,” Nico spat as he held back the son of Ares. Sherman just smiled menacingly, locking eyes with you once again. Nico had seen the fight happening as soon as he entered the arena, and as he saw you in trouble, he felt an unfamiliar anger bubble in his chest. “I’ll kill you next week then, (Y/n),” Sherman removed his sword from Nico’s, “Just to make you see how pathetic you truly are,” he laughed as he walked away. Nico wanted to hit the son of Ares; however, he knew what Sherman’s strength was from watching the training and he did not want to try his chances. When you finally looked away from Sherman, you noticed Nico holding out his hand. Grateful for the help, you grabbed it and stood up, quickly letting go again. Nico looked at his hand, secretly missing your touch, before he looked you over. He glared at the blood on your arm, a need to protect you flashing in his heart.

“You should get that checked out,” he gestured to your wound, which you had forgotten about momentarily. “Uh, yeah, thanks- for the help I mean,” you smiled weakly at Nico, who seemed like he wanted to say something. You looked at him expectantly, and he just shook his head. “If you need help, just ask me. I’ll be there.” He quickly muttered, as he briskly walked away. You looked at his disappearing form, as you were reminded about the early days of your relationship. He was the reason you got to camp, and you always wished you could have helped him more, or at least properly befriended him after the first great war. These thoughts kept playing in your mind, as the stinging in your arm beckoned you to make your way to the infirmary.

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As Will patched you up, you explained what had happened.

“I just don’t know why Sherman is targeting me right now?” you complained. Will looked up, before he sighed. “He just targets who he wants, (Y/n).” Will checked your wounds once more, to make sure it would heal well before he handed you some ambrosia. You quickly ate the medicine, and your arm was as good as new.

“How am I going to survive?” Will smiled at your dramatics.

“I am sure you will be fine,” he stated but you looked at him worried. “He only picks me during sword practice, Will,” you sighed, “I suck at sword fighting, and getting my ass beat every time is not teaching me anything except how to apply first aid to my wounds.” Will laughed, when suddenly his eyes lit up with an idea.

“Why don’t you ask Nico to train you? He is pretty good with his sword.” Unbeknownst to you, Nico had confided in Will how he didn’t know how to approach you. Will found it endearing how his boyfriend seemed to become shy whenever you were involved. “You think he would want to?” You asked Will, not wanting to bother Nico too much with your request. Will nodded eagerly. “He cares about you, a lot,” Will got a thoughtful look on his face, “I am fairly sure that he considers you his first friend from camp, he just doesn’t know how to be … friendly.” As Will said this he grimaced a little, “So you need to be a little patient and most importantly, don’t give him the chance to push you away.”

You nodded in understanding.

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Will insisted on accompanying you to Nico. Something about beating his boyfriend up if he tried to deny your request. But that seemed unnecessary because right after Nico and Will greeted each other with a kiss, Nico turned to you.

“Could I teach you how to sword fight?” Nico’s posture seemed rigid, and he squeezed Will’s hand for reassurance. Will looked at his boyfriend endearingly and surprised as he squeezed back, “It’s so you don’t have to rely on Sherman for practice and perhaps you can even beat him next time.” Nico quickly clarified while you were too stunned to speak. After a beat you finally got out of your stupor.

“Please!” You grinned nervously, “That is why I am here actually, if you’re willing, please teach me,” Nico blinked slowly before he seemed to relax a bit. He turned to Will.

“Are they alright to train now?” Nico asked his boyfriend, who gasped. “Are you doubting my doctor skills?” Will put a hand on his heart and Nico rolled his eyes. You looked at the interaction, as you felt your heartbeat strongly. As Will mumbled ‘of course’ to Nico before pressing a kiss on his cheek a sudden surge of longing took over your body. You quickly averted your eyes, cursing yourself for wanting a love life so bad that seeing this private moment made you feel this way. Well, that is if Nico even considered you a friend.

After Will went back to his shift at the infirmary, Nico carefully told you to grab a sword and charge at him. But before you could even move, he told you to stop.

“You need to fix your stance first,” Nico started posing more elaborately to show you how to pose, but after you uncertainly tried to copy his form, he sighed. Slowly, he walked up to you as he put his sword back in its sheath. His hands moved towards you, but he paused suddenly.

“Is it alright if I touch you?” Nico asked, looking you in the eye. You couldn’t make out what he was thinking, his face as stoic as ever. “Yes,” you nodded quickly, “Otherwise I might never learn, right?”

Nico moved carefully forward; his touch almost ghostlike in correcting you. If Nico was surer of himself, he would have grabbed your arm, but he didn’t know whether you would move away from his touch. He did not want to make you uncomfortable, for Nico knew that his touch often was rumoured to bring death. Nico did not know that you wouldn’t have minded his touch.

From here on, Nico continued to guide you through certain moves, often stopping mid swing to carefully tell you how to parry. He pointed out some weak points and promised to work on them with you. He was careful, and after a bit you moved on to some more free sparring together.

“That was good!” Nico complimented you as you sighed. “Good? But you won!” you breathed heavily, your arms sore from the sparring, but unhurt in any other way. “Sure, but you did manage to parry both hits without limiting your mobility.” It might have been your tiredness, but Nico seemed proud, “And your footwork is way better than it was when we started. You’re doing great, (Y/n).” Nico’s compliments made you feel warm inside, and you simply smiled.

“It’s all because of you, you know.” You straightened up, “Maybe we can take a break? My arms are mush.” Nico agreed quickly, still feeling elated from spending time with you. Nico didn’t know why, but simply sparring with you somehow gave him energy. You both walked to the side of the arena and sat down. After a few minutes of silence, Nico spoke up.

“Look, if you want to beat Sherman next week you should try to sweep his leg.” Nico took a sip of water. “That’s not a thing in sword fighting, is it?” You asked and Nico shrugged. “All is fair in a fight, and although Shermans foot work is good, it might be the only thing that is penetrable without too much extra training.”

The dinner bell rang loudly, and only now did you notice you spend almost the entire afternoon together with Nico.

“Ah! I guess this is it for today uh,” You looked at the boy sitting next to you, “Can we train more tomorrow? Perhaps in the morning so Sherman won’t be there?”

Nico nodded in response, before he stood up.

“We could just train together every morning?” he extended his hand out to you, which you grabbed, “It never hurt any demigod to be prepared for a fight after all.” Nico smiled.

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That evening at the campfire Will noticed that his boyfriend seemed more fidgety than normal.

“How did the training go?” Will asked and Nico tensed up. Will carefully looked at his boyfriend, wondering what happened between you and Nico for him to feel so on edge.

“I have something to confess,” Nico started, and Will squeezed his hand. Nico hesitated, feeling guilt in his stomach. He should have thought this through, or first talked it over with Will or-

“What? Did you catch feelings for (Y/n) already?” Will asked teasingly, “Because if so, we can figure something out. They are cool.” Will looked back at his boyfriend, but as he saw Nico blankly stare at him, clearly panicked, Will apologized.

“I’m sorry, this was not the time for jokes. All in your own time, my sun,” Will smiled patiently and Nico’s heart stuttered. Nico wasn’t sure whether it was his brain catching up to what Will was insinuating, or the love he held for his boyfriend, but a warmth overtook his body. “I invited (Y/n) to train every morning but it would mean less opportunity to spend time together for us.” Nico said, looking to the side.

“And?” Will grinned, “You are spending time with a friend, I am proud of you Nico.” Nico at that moment let his guards down and smiled lovingly at his boyfriend. “You are? But what about our time together-” Will pulled Nico into a hug, entangling his fingers in his boyfriend’s hair.

“I always am proud of you,” Will whispered, “And I love you, and if push comes to shove, we can figure something out. But I don’t mind you spending time with (Y/n), I am glad you finally got the chance to.” And, unadmitted, Will could feel his happiness soar at the thought of Nico and you together, or even spending time with the three of you together. Will recognized that perhaps it wasn’t just Nico making friends that made his heart swell, perhaps it was you specifically that made him feel this way. And maybe, the blush that took over Nico’s face after Will’s remark about you meant that he agreed. But that could wait for later, for now he was holding his boyfriend close, and loving him for all that his is.

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A week passed too quickly for your liking. Although you had practiced a lot with Nico, all your confidence disappeared as soon as Sherman glared at you. You had hoped he would wait at least until the scheduled sword practice, but he seemed eager to beat you up.

“You really thought that practicing with death boy could help you?” Sherman glared at Nico, “After this you’ll see you have much more to learn from me than him (Y/n).”

You see, Sherman Yang might come over as solely a bully, but he did not mean it that way. He had noticed that you seemed okay with a sword but could use a better training regimen than hacking at a dummy during practice. Besides this, you also never seemed excited to train sword fighting. So, who better to train and inspire you than him? However, Sherman had not realized that perhaps charging at you heads on was not a way for you to learn how to fight properly, even if it resulted in you actively practicing with the son of Hades in the past week.

Yes, Sherman had kept an eye out on your progress and now was time to test it.

Anyways, Nico tried to ignore Shermans comment as he stood to the side of the fight, ready to intervene if necessary. However, you seemed to hold your own well against the Ares camper. Instead of only dodging and parrying Sherman’s attacks, you managed to almost hit him once or twice before you quickly put your leg behind his and made him tumble to the ground. Seizing the opportunity, you jumped on top of him and put your sword against his neck.

“That was not a sword fighting move, (Y/n).” Sherman spat as he glared at you. “But I won.” You breathed heavily and Sherman pushed you off him, using his body force to keep you down for a few seconds before standing up and brushing off the dirt from his clothes. “This time you can have the victory.” Sherman grinned, an anger glint in his eyes, “But you are not cleared from fighting me.” Sherman grabbed his sword from the ground and walked away.

You sat up, looking for Nico. However, he seemed to have disappeared.

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Nico didn’t know why, but he felt disappointed that you won. He realized as soon as the fight was over that he couldn’t congratulate you without ruining your day. Nico had realized that he only promised to train you until you won from Sherman, and yet he wished he hadn’t just promised that. What if this was it? What if you won’t seek him out afterwards? Nico had not yet realized how much he longed to spend more time with you.

Nico had not realized how attached he could get to your presence.

As soon as Will saw his boyfriend enter the infirmary, he felt slightly panicked. Nico didn’t like coming here, something about the possibility of bringing death into the place, and yet here he was seemingly uninjured.

“Are you alright?” Will kept Nico at a distance as he scanned his body for any invisible injuries, but besides Nico’s slightly paler than normal face nothing seemed wrong. “Is (Y/n) alright? How did the fight go?” Nico looked up with panic and pain in his eyes. Will quickly let go to grab a first aid kit, his adrenaline building as he thought about possible injuries you could have but stopped when Nico grabbed his arm.

“They won,” Nico’s voice sounded small, “And I am upset about it.” Will turned around to face his boyfriend, concern in his eyes. “Can I hug you?” Will carefully asked and Nico nodded. As Will softly engulfed his boyfriend in his arms, “Why do you think you’re upset?” Will felt Nico let out a sigh as Nico put his arms around him.

“I wanted to spend more time with them,” Nico’s voice cracked a little, “But now that they beat Sherman I can’t.” “You know that that’s not true.” Will tightened his hold on his boyfriend, “You can keep training together, or just hang out.”

“But what if (Y/n) doesn’t want to?” Nico’s voice was quiet. “I think they do want to, I bet they will show up for your training tomorrow as they did in the last week even.”

Nico broke away a little from the hug, seeing a soft smile on Will’s face. “And what if they don’t?” Nico asked. “Then you need to ask them,” Will cupped Nico’s cheek, “Or I can help. It’ll work out, I promise.” Nico breathed out deeply and kissed Will slowly, hoping to convey his gratefulness.

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The very next day you were unsure whether Nico would be waiting for your practice session. After all, he had only promised to help you beat Sherman and technically you have done that now. Plus, you still had no idea where he went yesterday after you won your fight. However, as you were making your way into the arena you saw Nico leaning against the wall, looking slightly anxious.

“You’re here.” Nico’s shoulders relaxed as he saw you approach, “I thought that maybe you wouldn’t want to practice together anymore.” “I thought you wouldn’t want to teach me,” you looked sideways, “After all you only promised to help be fight Sherman,” Nico shook his head as he felt his heart stutter. Were you just here to thank him and leave? “But I have to admit,” you continued, “You are a great teacher and I could use some sword skills and-“ you hesitated, “Perhaps we can spend some time doing other things, if we are friends and you’re comfortable and” Nico realized he found it cute when you were nervous for him.

“I would love to spend more time with you and,” the tips of Nico’s lips turned up, “we are friends,” although the skeletal butterflies in Nico’s stomach wanted him to recognize that perhaps he wanted more. But that he would have to discuss with his boyfriend first.

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inchidentally · 20 days

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Heyyy!!! Thank you for articulating this and actually, I think that’s eventually the plan. Look, my auntie used to work for two professional athlete as their social media manager (basketball players, 1 established nba starand the other 1 an up and coming nba player who is now in the nba). And i remember the up and coming nba star had a gf before and my auntie suggested to gently introduced her to his social media to curate a wholesome image for the player. You would think that that’s gonna “ruin” him for the fans (esp female fans) but actually, my aunt claims that introducing a long time gf in the picture will only make the female fans swoon. They like a good guy. A loyal guy. A wholesome guy. So that’s what they did. Just include her in some of the photos. Also asked the nba player to mention her more. And then get her more involved. She’s still private and their rs is still private but the fans know her and they have a healthy rs. Like they know that that’s her man.

Now, relating to Oscar. Remember he added a social media manager this year? Kym Illman talked about this in one of his videos. So obviously, Osc and his team are making deliberate moves to grow his social media following. What also *just* started happening more this year? Yes that’s right- Osc became more open to his relationship with Lily. He posts her more. He even tags him now. Literally the exact same plan as what my auntie did with the nba player. My guess/theory is they are going to gently open Lily to the public more. I think they are doing this delicately because this girl is not just some pr girl. This is actually Oscar’s gf for 5 yrs. So i think they are being very cautious about it. I predict that we will soon hear her voice and listen to her talk a little. Maybe just a short one but we will soon get to know her better (in a controlled way because i really think that Oscar and her want to keep their rs private).

But I agree. My auntie said that letting a longterm gf remain in the background and be mysterious is actually going to fuel more obsession. So giving the public just little bits of her and allowing them to get to know her personality better is a much better plan. It’s like eating small meals throughout the day rather than skipping meals and then binging at night. It also allows the gf to be less of an idea and more of a real person. Keeping Lily this “idea” can quickly become this overly sweet and toxic deification of her. She’s not an idea. She’s a person.

Also, it really helps with Oscar’s image. Trust. It also going to keep him out of the “gossips” and crazy fangirl interest/obsession. Since they like Lily and they like the fact that Oscar has been with her for 5 yrs, they are most likely going to not be romantically obsessed with him. They are going to adore the fact that he’s a wholesome guy and how lucky lily is to have a man like him. Instead of obsessing to be his gf. Something like that.

Also remember Nico Rosberg? Before he married his wife, he was with her for years and years. He is a party boy and yet we dont really associate him with the party scene the way we do with single Lewis. Lewis said Nico is more of a party animal than him and yet Nico rarely got that image. It’s cause the public knows him as someone who’s been in long term relationship. So Oscar’s team opening Lily more to the public (again in a controlled way) is good not only in making Lily less of an idea and more of a real person to the public, but also Oscar’s image. It keeps the crazies and speculations away.

I’m sorry I wrote a whole essay. I just read your opinion on this and I totally agree.

NO TYSM ANON <3<3 fr like I've always been invested in how the women partners to famous men are treated in any fandom and it's always seemed by far the best tactic to offer up a little bit of contextualizing her into the fandom space - while maintaining a healthy distance for her own safety/sanity - and then before you know it she's fully accepted and all the delulus move on to another rpf ship or another man they want to pretend they could somehow have for themselves.

"less of an idea and more of a real person" EXACTLY. like god of course she wants to keep people as much out of her business as possible and if ppl could be sane and normal then the ideal would to continue as is. but a part of keeping those boundaries from being pushed by fans is a controlled release of content rather than nothing at all. I'm hoping that's what is being built up.

and I totally forgot yea that he'd added a sm manager and that the opeightyone acc has become more active in the same way LN4 is where content can be released through those channels as opposed to their personal accs. I feel like apart from when his humor and sarcasm means that it's clearly him (and the emojis lol) he's pulled back for the most part from his public accs. it's a shame bc we won't get to see those interactions with other drivers anymore but w how much fame doesn't suit him it was probably inevitable!

#inchreplies #f1partnerstalk #and yea oscar is HumanTM after all and his bland image is thankfully all ppl seem to want #which is why they need to manage Lily's publicity carefully to continue that #side note that I love how Carlos is clearly the one wanting to be more public about Rebecca but she's adamantly not replying to his comment #or posting him #and remember how lunatics thought that she was charging for carlos content in ig #and they thought she was suddenly going to be posting him a ton and was paying ??? paps etc #but then she dropped it from her ig and they're still waiting for when she supposedly will start posting him for clout !!!#it's been a whole year but y'know they're still holding out !!

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ethannku · 4 months

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fanfic ask game!

tagged by @satans-poptarts, tysm!!

1. how many works do you have on Ao3? - 38 (40 if we count anonymous fics)

2. what's your total Ao3 word count? - 96,376

3. what fandoms do you write for? - my most consistent fandoms are pjo, hoo, and toa, but i occasionally write for semantic error and naruto

4. what are your top five fics by kudos? - give me one good honest kiss (valgrace 5+1) - i'm stuck with u (trans nico) - paris (youtuber nico) - what are the chances? (cartercy oneshot) - just the way you are (trans nico again)

5. do you respond to comments? - always!!! i love responding to comments! also i can't stand when my inbox has unread messages lol so i try to reply as fast as possible

6. Which of your fics has the angstiest ending? - oh thats tough... maybe no rest for the cursed, where jason is sent to valhalla? or still with you, a tsats rewrite where nico meets jason in tartarus instead of [redacted] and [redacted]. i don't really write angsty endings tho do i.

7. Which of your fics has the happiest ending? - literally no clue. i have so many fluffy ones + ones that never even had plot to begin with lmaooo

8. Do you get hate on fics? - thankfully no!!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? - stares at my current wip. ahhahaha. straight smut apparently.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? - i do not, tho i've wanted to write a pjo hogwarts au for ages

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? - i don't think so

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? - yes! someone translated a fic of mine into spanish :D

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? - yep

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? - for writing: valgrace. for reading: sasunaru, hands down, no competition. nothing comes close to them i fear

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? - i cannot handle posting things that aren't fully finished so thankfully i have no wips!! however i have so many drafts that will never see the light of ao3

16. What are your writing strengths? - i have no clue... i want to say descriptions? when i write i picture things in my head like a movie, so i can see which parts of the scene i want to point out to readers

17. What are your writing weaknesses? - outlining lmao, i cannot outline for the life of me...

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? - I LOVE IT. i don't think i've done it but i really should do a fic where someone speaks french...

19. First fandom you wrote for? - omg if we're talking first ever time i wrote within an existing universe then it was for the philippa fisher books in 5th grade, i think i wrote some for a school assignment? but if we're referring to first time i wrote fanfic and called it fanfic, then it would be haikyuu i think

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? - give me one good honest kiss always always always. i have never outdone it imo and i love it very much <3

as for tagging: anyone who wants to!

#ask game #ao3 #fanfiction #ethan writes #pjo

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florbelles · 7 months

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if you're still accepting these, maybe gen 8 & 10, and romance 2 & 11 for sile? <33

tysm nico!! i am always accepting and am very happy to receive them i simply have the worst turnaround time known to man :'') <3

gen viii. do they have comments on who the player character chooses to spend the night with?

she is a dirty dirty gossip above all else and always has been—sure, it's an excellent way to gather intel on your political allies and rivals, but it's also good fun—so yes. yes she does. not necessarily overly tailored to the specific companion upfront, but she will make a few coy allusions to it and then demand the player promise to tell her everything later. "tell me how that goes," etc. (sober she will not hold them to this, but she will follow up.)

gen x. how do they react if the pc licks the dead spider in the gauntlet of shar?

"we all have our vices, i suppose. some more than others."

romance ii. does your tav need to be flirted with to start the romance, or will they approach the pc themselves if approval is high enough?

she'll flirt with everyone as good-natured ribbing, so she will flirt with the player character, but she will never initiate the romance. it's not that she's not interested, it's simply that she has never had to initiate a relationship in her life and it would not occur to her to do so.

romance xi. what are tav’s plans for the future? do they propose to the pc, or is marriage not something they’re interested in?

well! this is technically the first time in ten years she's had an open-ended future with her name and status restored. it takes very very little to persuade her to run off adventuring instead of playing politics. would like to bring the player back to her home—her real home, her family seat down the coast way—to see it for the first time since the massacre, though she's unsure if she could ever live there again (something something "i believe i could live anywhere with you"). she will not propose marriage, as if she's committed to the player she's already accepted them as her life partner, but it's not something she's opposed to (she was, once, vehemently, when it could have left her a pawn in political machinations she wished to control, not be controlled by; that's no longer a concern. she is the last of her kind. that means whatever the fuck she wants it to mean, now, and she could be easily swayed to be the marrying sort, if her partner wished, though she won't be the one to bring it up in the post-battle chat).

#ty again!! <3 #oc: sile cosantoir #asks: sile #dameayliins

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elmaxlys · 1 year

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2 7 9 13 for Roma? (If I remember correctly none of those were shippy but if they are it was a mistake and please pick a different one of your own volition.)

Aaah my baby(?) girl!!! tysm!!

2- When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

It was good old og ch143: the Clowns reveal. I was pretty neutral on her when she appeared in Anteiku but the second it was revealed she wasn't a simple Kaneki fangirl but an unhinged tragedy-lover deeply involved in plot and at least double faced Kaneki fangirl, I was sold

7- A quote of them that you remember

Apart from "Shiko baby. There, there. Get up, my dear." and "My dear Sou asked me, you see" and "fighting inside the bureau is so fun" which are my all time favorite for various reasons (ouchie my heart x2 + aww cutie pie), one I particularly love would be "There's nothing fun about getting onto the stage. I'm a spectator. The kind that jeers from the stands. A watcher on high. I ruin fights I don't enjoy." especially paired with "Boredom is like a terrible cold that's hard to recover from. If it's not treated properly, you'll come down with a case of "What's the point of even living?"" (so that's the way I remembered it but after checking it turns out my brain smashed together the Mangastream and Jaimini's Box tl. welp)

9- Your least favorite outfit of them

If the Cochlea uniform counts then the Cochlea uniform. If not, since she didn't really choose to wear it, then the Anteiku uniform. She looks cute af in it, but it's not comparable to her Clown outfits 💕

13- Your favorite friendship they have

Obviously with the Clowns. And if I have to choose among them, it's between Uta and Souta. Don't ask me to pick further. (not Shiko because with Shiko, she's more of a mom than a friend imo)

Sad we didn't see more of the Clowns interacting.. I would have loved to see more of Roma and Itori apart from that one panel. Their relationship sounds hilarious but we just. never got to see it.

Nico is too disapproving of Roma's tendencies for me to label them as my fav friendship (I do love them a lot tho, just. not my absolute ultimate fav)

And we straight up never saw Donato interact with her :') (fucking crying about that again, indeed)

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#thank you <3 #the queen #hoito roma #tokyo ghoul

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dear-indies · 11 months

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Hiya! Messaging to request some fc suggestions please? Needing help finding an fc for my character who will is very southern gothic, Ethel chain's Preacher's Daughter album, bones & all and southern blues inspired, I imagine her as dark haired and between ages of 25 to mid 30s - all ethnicities/races/genders come but if you don't mind me specifying , can I ask for only actors to be listed please? Aka no influences, singers or models etc - thank you so so much in advance!!!

Southern gothic, Ethel cain fc request here again sorry!! Forgot to add but if you don't mind me adding - also ideally someone who gives off messy/haphazard vibes please?? Kinda like they're obviously on the road a lot so have a permanent grease vibe?? So sorry if that's too specific and apologies again for adding this bug again tysm in advance!!!

Annabelle Wallis (1983) - Malignant.

Diane Guerrero (1986) Colombian - Doom Patrol.

Jodi Balfour (1987) - Quarry.

Courtney Bandeko (1988) Nigerian - Legacies.

Ritu Arya (1988) Indian - Lady Parts, Polite Society.

Nadia Hilker (1988) Tunisian / German - in The Walking Dead.

Nico Tortorella (1988) - is genderfluid, poly, pansexual and demisexual (any pronouns) - Fear The Walking Dead.

Rob Raco (1989) - Riverdale.

Hannah John-Kamen (1989) Nigerian / Norwegian - Resident Evil.

Michael Vlamis (1990) 37.5% Lebanese 25% Greek 25% Serbian 12.5% English - Roswell: New Mexico.

Emory Cohen (1990) - Lords of Chaos.

Kiowa Gordon (1990) Hualapai, English, Scottish, Danish, Manx - Blood Quantum.

Sarah Kameela Impey (1991) Indo-Guyanese / British - iWe Are Lady Parts.

Vico Ortiz (1991) Puerto Rican - non-binary (they/them) - Our Flag Means Death.

Joe Keery (1992) - Stanger Things.

Kiana Madeira (1992) Portuguese / Irish, Unspecified First Nations, Black Canadian - Fear Street.

Hari Nef (1992) Ashkenazi Jewish - is trans - Assassin Nation.

Katerina Tannenbaum (1993) - Betty,

Joseph Quinn (1993) - Stranger Things.

Taylor Russell (1994) Black Canadian / European - Bones and All.

Han Sohee (1994) Korean - My Name.

Lily Sullivan (1994) - Evil Dead Rise.

Sophia Ali (1995) Pakistani / Sicilian Italian, Danish, Norwegian, German - Uncharted, The Wilds.

Sasha Lane (1995) African-American, Māori, English, Scottish, Sorbian, French, Cornish, distant German, Italian, Belgian Flemish, Russian, and Northern Irish - is gay and has schizoaffective disorder - American Honey.

Adeline Rudolph (1995) Korean / German - Chilling Adventures of Sabrina.

Sarah Pidgeon (1996) - The Wilds.

Elliot Fletcher (1996) - is trans masc - Y: The Last Man.

Aria Shahghasemi (1996) Iranian - Legacies.

Archie Renaux (1997) English, Punjabi Indian.

Luka Sabbat (1997) Afro-Haitian, Irish, English, German.

Sydney Park (1997) African-American / Korean - There’s Someone Inside Your House.

Daisy Edgar-Jones (1998) - Where the Crawdads Sing.

Julia Dalavia (1998) Brazilian - Pantanal.

Felix Mallard (1998)

Hey anon! This ask was way harder than it should have been so I hope my followers give you more suggestions because I was struggling! Please keep in mind that some of these just give move around vibes.

#fc help #rph #rpc

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not-quite-angelic · 1 year

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HI DIVINE ILY SO MUCH I'M SO GLAD YOU STARTED THIS BLOG!!! I am humbly sending a request for a self insert with Robin (gOD BLESS THAT WOMAN)

rating: we both know it's gonna be an E, please and thank you

characters: Robinnnn 🥰🥰🥰 recently-joined-the-crew Robin 💜💜💜

dynamics: I just joined the crew and Robin's showing me around, and since I trust her the most I always end up sleeping in her bed 💜 one night while we're cuddling she grabs my waist and one thing leads to another and we end up FUCKING

also d/s if it fits? maybe the start of it like "joking around about her being such a mommy and then whoops looks like I like that a little too much!"

kinks: MOMMY KINK PLEASE also praise kink!! and a pinch of humiliation if it's not too much to ask

gendered language: feminine language, afab reader 🌸

scenario and tone: the vibe is I'm needy and I want Robin's attention bc I'm a whore for that woman

no triggers or squicks that apply here so all good!!

hello my dear 💖 tysm for the ask! delightfully specific. I don’t think I’ll have enough room for all that detail in smth this short but let me see what I can do

let me know what you think!

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to your credit, you manage to survive your first night sleeping next to Nico Robin without dying of sexual frustration.

you should, theoretically, not be sleeping next to her at all, but the Straw Hat Pirates were not strictly prepared to pick up a third female crew member, and the second Nami saw the way you were looking at Robin, she loudly declared that she’d let you share with her, for five thousand berries a night. at which point Robin chimed in that you could sleep with her instead, and Nami gave you the smuggest, most self-satisfied look you’d ever seen on anyone that wasn’t a cat. and promptly volunteered to take first watch for the next week.

(you’re still not entirely sure whether you appreciate the help, or want to strangle her for it. or both.)

regardless, it’s not important how you got here. what’s important is that you are in bed with Nico goddamn Robin, again, trying again to not die of sexual frustration or do anything regrettable and/or extremely rude while being spooned by the sexiest woman you’ve ever seen in your life.

you’re doing pretty okay, all things considered. and then Robin murmurs, “sweet dreams,” in that unreasonably sultry voice, and slings an arm around your waist.

you maybe make a noise. your brain wants to believe it was just a squeak. your ears inform you that it happened to sound very much like the word mommy.

Robin huffs a quiet breath behind you. “what was that, baby?” she murmurs. she is very audibly smiling.

“nothing,” you choke. “nothing.”

“okay.” she doesn’t believe you, but that’s fine. you weren’t very convincing. “good night, sweetheart.”

you’re going to die. this woman and her pet names are going to kill you. this must be what she meant when she called herself an assassin. you are, additionally, so distracted by this train of thought that the next words out of your mouth escape entirely unfiltered.

“good night, mommy.”

as soon as you realize, you freeze up. Robin has gone very quiet behind you, but she’s not falling asleep. you can practically hear her waiting.

you don’t say anything. you do squirm a little, though.

Robin tightens her grip on your waist. you squeak again. she’s soft and warm against your back, and tall enough that her embrace kind of envelops you. it’s nice, and by nice you mean making you think extremely horny thoughts about all the unspeakable things you want this woman to do to you.

she nudges in close, sets her mouth against your ear. “you all right, baby?” she teases, and you shudder hard in her grip. “you’re not getting worked up over this, are you?”

you squirm some more, and don’t answer.

“answer me.”

“yes, mommy,” you gasp. “I’m sorry, mommy.”

Robin brushes a whisper-light kiss against the shell of your ear. “good girl.”

you whimper. “mommy, please—”

“needy little thing aren’t you,” Robin murmurs, wickedly pleased.

you let out a shocked moan. your hips rock against her, thighs squeezing together in a desperate bid to relieve any of the throbbing need between your legs. you’ve soaked right through your underwear; your skin is sticky.

Robin coos sympathetically. “you’ll never get any sleep like that, baby. here, let me help.”

before you can find the brains to do anything more than whine, you feel the strangest sensation between your legs, and then two elegant fingers slide through the mess you’re making of your underwear, and you moan openly.

“oh fuck, mommy, please,” you blurt, thighs flexing uselessly. Robin’s hands haven’t moved — one tucked between the mattress and the curve of your waist, the other pinned gently between your back and Robin’s stomach. the fingers in your underwear are sprouting from your underwear, with the help of Robin’s devil fruit power.

“shhh,” she tells you, arm tightening around your waist again and making you whimper. “it’s bedtime, baby girl.” those fingers nestle between your folds like they’re settling down to sleep, finding your clit with dizzying accuracy but then simply resting there, torturously still against your clit.

you could cry. “mommy, please, come on, don’t tease me.”

Robin hums. “but it’s bedtime, sweetheart. I’m so tired.” she trails her mouth down to your neck, and you tip your head eagerly to give her access. she presses a couple of gentle kisses there, and you whimper again.

“I’m too tired to rub your clit for you, baby,” she sighs. she’s lying and you both know it. she’s not even trying to convince you. “you’ll have to do it for me.”

your breathing does something funny. is she really— does she want you to—?

hesitantly, you rock your hips. the fingers between your legs drag against your clit, giving you just barely enough friction to tease without providing any relief.

“that’s it,” Robin murmurs. “good girl.”

you swear and drop one of your own hands to press against your soaked underwear, press Robin’s fingers harder against your clit. pleasure sparks up your spine. you rock your hips again, chasing the feeling.

“that’s it,” Robin croons again. “just like that. good girl.”

you whine. shame buzzes through you; your limbs tingle with it as you move, humping Robin’s fingers desperately. you’re so turned on, you’re nearly coming just from this.

“that’s it, baby,” Robin murmurs. “come for mommy, go on.”

it pushes you over the edge with all the subtlety of being shoved bodily off a cliff. you manage to muffle your wail into the palm of your free hand, hips still working frantically against the pressure on your clit as your muscles spasm with it.

you come down panting. Robin hasn’t moved; the fingers she’s got tucked against your clit shift idly, and you gasp, but they settle quickly.

“there you go,” Robin murmurs. “now get some sleep, baby girl. lots to do tomorrow.”

you whimper, thighs squeezing briefly around your hand. “yes, mommy,” you whisper.

#I'm a little braindead rn but I did my best lol #this also ran a bit longer than I'd like #request #one piece self insert #nico robin #pov second person #nico robin x you

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