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[greg-montgomery]

when i start stressing about not posting requests often enough and pushing myself like it’s homework so i can get something out i know it’s time to step back for a bit so i can miss tumblr and make it fun again 👾

[skyfallscotland]

So like… *peers out into the ether* for those of you who don’t like it, is there a discernible reason? Can you tell me why? Or does it just unexplainably give you the ick like daddy kink gives me the ick?

[ashmp3]

@iberiangirl my dearest erica tagged me to post this months receptify 💿 tagging @nietopesz @ningtual and @deadbeatson 🫶🏻

[rukia-writes]

excuse me, daddy? im sorry, daddy ? im sorry, daddy ? gosh im sorry, daddy ?

[bylrndgm]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

Just because I can. And it’s the truth 💜💙💚

[funfettified]

obsessed w the way ppl on reddit talk bc what the fuck does this mean

[monsterrae1]

⭐️

RAE you are so kind and supportive and I love your fics 🥰🥰

- Em ( @buddierights )

Emily! Thank you!

Send me a ⭐️ if I’m one of your favorite mutuals and why

[syndrmes]

some nerdyish bios :P

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[jgracie]

LEO AND Y/N’S GARAGE: AUTO REPAIR AND MECHANICAL MONSTERS

masterlist | rules

in which life after camp half-blood is everything you and leo could’ve wished for

pairing husband!leo valdez x wife!athena!reader

warnings none :)

on the radio . . . this is the life (amy macdonald), keep driving (harry styles)

an i read the bit w leo and calypsos repair shop in house of hades and knew what i had to do 👩🏼‍💻

Eventually, the scent of your lineage - half mortal, half Goddess - began to wear off. What once was the bane of your existence, singling you out as ‘different’ and putting you in danger from the moment you popped out of your mother’s brain, was now a faint odour, a mere memory of the life you once led and the people you knew.

Leo didn’t wear off, though. He could never. Your relationship had been unexpected by everyone who knew the two of you. Pristine, perfect Y/N, daughter of Athena, the girl who not only stayed within the lines but drew them herself, and Leo Valdez, a messy, wild son of Hephaestus. From the moment you laid eyes on him, you knew you wouldn’t stand him. He was persistent and annoying, never giving you a moment’s peace and tearing down the walls you so carefully built around yourself. 

In the end, he grew on you, and you realised you had a lot more in common than you thought. For example, your love of machinery. For as long as you could remember, you gravitated towards wires and nuts and bolts, only stopping when you got to camp as your life became filled with training and learning about the side of the family you didn’t even know you had. You used to longingly stare at the Hephaestus kids, itching to pick up a wrench and join them as they made all sorts of weaponry. Now, you own your very own garage: Leo and Y/N’s Garage: Auto-repair and Mechanical Monsters.

It started off as a silly joke between you and Leo. You were newly graduated and after spending so much time taking care of the Godly side of your family, you forgot what life as a mortal was like. Sure, you always wanted to be a mechanic, but what now? You didn’t want to work for someone else. You spent your whole life working for other people and watching as everyone you loved had shrouds burnt for them (if they were lucky), so you thought it was only fair if you did something for yourself. 

“We could always open our own garage,” Leo had said when you voiced your thoughts that day, “‘Leo and Y/N’s Garage: Auto-repair and Mechanical Monsters’ has a nice ring to it, right?” 

You laughed, saying something along the lines of “get real, Valdez,” before deciding to help him as he cooked dinner. Little did you know, Leo was being real. The next morning, he started looking for places he could rent for your garage. A few months after that, he began furnishing it and months after that, he started advertising. Once he was sure that everything was perfect, he decided to show you his little project, a velvet box with a certain piece of very valuable metal weighing down his coat pocket.

Today marks the six year anniversary of the opening of your garage (as well as the six year anniversary of your engagement), and to say business was booming would be an understatement. It started off as a place for mortals only, they’d drop off their cars and the nicer ones would stay for a little to make small talk, marvelling at your stories of how you sailed from the US to Europe together on a ship Leo built himself (you censored a lot of your experiences, of course), but after you expanded the garage, making it almost twice as big as it was before, you thought, ‘Why not let this be a place for demigods, too?’ 

Hidden from the eyes of mortals, the second half of your garage comes to life. There, you sell weaponry, armour and anything a demigod could possibly need, as well as providing a safe haven for those who needed recuperation after a long and tiring quest. You loved meeting them all, giving them advice and comfort as proof that things do get better and not all demigods die at the age of 16. 

“Leo, have you seen Espe?” You yelled, wiping the grime from your hands as you realised your daughter had gone missing. Your son was too young to be at the garage and usually you’d stay with him, but your hands were itching for a hammer and your dear sister and brother-in-law offered to babysit, so why not let them? Your daughter was another case. She seemed to have inherited her parents’ inability to sit still and love for making things, insisting on spending all her time at work with the two of you as soon as she could walk. 

On cue, Leo waltzed into the mortal side of the garage, your first born daughter, named Esperanza after his mother, in one arm and a toolbox in the other. “She decided to amuse herself with daddy’s magic toolbelt,” he said, sitting down on a nearby stool and placing her on his lap, “summoned about 50,000 gummy bears. I’m surprised she managed to override the cooldown on it, I’ve been trying to figure that out for years”

“Gummy bear?” She asked, looking up at Leo then at you, a grin - one she clearly got from her father - gracing her lips as she suddenly seemed interested in your conversation, making the two of you break into fits of laughter, which in turn made her laugh. Did she know what she was laughing about? No, but it didn’t matter anyway.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, you were being watched. Sydney and Aaron, the two demigods you were hosting as the former’s leg healed, were going to tell you that they were good to leave tomorrow when they stopped, noticing you were having a moment.

“It’s hard to remember they’re demigods too,” Aaron began, “they seem so… normal. No chaos, no monsters, nothing,” he stared longingly at you, then down at the girl next to him. Could they have that too?

As if she read his mind, Sydney took his hand in hers and smiled, “we’ll make it, trust me. They went through a lot before this, remember? They were part of the last great prophecy. If they can do it, so can we.”

If you had told your past self that you’d marry the one boy who managed to get under your skin, start a family with him and open not just a garage, but a place where demigods could feel a sliver of normalcy, you would’ve laughed in your own face.

[pablynebelkys]

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[alisha-feet]

At work👩🏼‍💻

[ashmp3]

@hejihra i just saw your tag about the playlist and here it is 🫶🏻

[rukia-writes]

Brunhilde just needed to call kratos 😭 everyone else on the human side can go home.

[silyaseven]

After saving people from a terrible disease, the heroes imprisoned the ink parts in their clothes, the card became glasses, the toy - a bandana, the record - in gloves, the gear in the scarf, the book - in the hat, the inkwell - in the jacket, the wrench - in the belt. After the victory, the heroes reposed, leaving their business. But the villains wanted to get the parts, new guardians, their children, stood on their guard.

После спасения людей от страшной болезни, герои заточили чернильные части в свои отребуты одежды, карта стала очками, игрушка - банданой, Пластинка- в перчатки, шестеренка в шарф, книга - в шляпу, чернильница - в куртку, гаечный ключ- в пояс. После победы герои ушли на покой оставив свое дело. Но злодеи хотели заполучить части, на их охрану встали новые хранители, их дети.

‼️Will this story with their children be interesting to you? If so, write questions for them.‼️👩🏼‍💻

[highjanex]

👩🏼‍💻✨ office mommy ✨👩🏼‍💻

[golden-cherry]

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