#and he played my song so i was a happy camper

[ashyblondwaves]

Just wanted to remind you all that this is my very favorite song and Crywolf is fantastic even if he doesn't tour in my city.

[flwrkisses]

tiktoks enhypen would make with you.

happy 3 years of enha!!! to celebrate here's my first ot7 enha headcannon !! i hope you guys enjoyyyy.

genre: fluff. established relationship.

warning: links to tiktok. i do not know anyone in the videos below. not proof read.

LEE HEESEUNG ‧₊˚❀༉‧

he's not one to outwardly ask to make tiktoks with you, or be really on top of current trends. however, you thought it would be funny to record his reaction to you playing the "water" song associated with the tiktok trend to see if he would look over. it was something most people were doing with their boyfriends and it looked funny. heeseung was well aware of the "water" trend and even did the dance for you one night to make you laugh. however, he did not know people were testing their boyfriends to see if they would look over in attempt to see a girl doing the sensual dance on the screen. so when you take the video you both can't help but laugh uncontrollably. watching him playfully sulk in the corner was also an added plus.

PARK JONGSEONG ‧₊˚❀༉‧

a lot like heeseung, jay is aware of tiktok and maybe some trends however he had never need the lipstick trend you had been dying to do with him. so when you show him the tiktok he can't help but smile a little at the fact that you wanted to do it with him. as you placed the kisses all over his face he giggled and looked in the mirror. it was safe to say that jay had never been covered in lipstick like this before so it made him extremely giggly. even made him want to snap a selfie once you had planted each kiss and made sure the lipstick stain was visible on his tanned skin. you'd have to film the video multiple times because he'd get a little too distracted while looking at you. theres no hiding the love in his eyes for you... fr.

SIM JAEYUN ‧₊˚❀༉‧

he was the one who saw this trend on his fyp and showed you the videos. he thought it was the cutest thing and literally begged you to film it with him. after a couple days on convincing you said yes. so on your way to your dinner date, jake props up his phone on a street lamp and with out rehearsing much filmed the interaction with you. what you didn't expect was for him to lean in and kiss you so passionately and aggressively as he did. in between kisses all you can hear were his happy giggles because he knew he took you off guard in the best way possible. so that one and only take was the one he used to upload, and man he was reaaaaaal proud about it.

PARK SUNGHOON ‧₊˚❀༉‧

you've been dying to post something cute with your boyfriend on social media, however sunghoon is so anti pda and couples content it took him a little bit on convincing. luckily, when you showed him this trend he realized he hardly had to be in the video and the focus was on you, which in his shy nature he really enjoyed. so when you guys went outside to film it, he didn't think about his speed or force. grabbing you to his chest a little too roughly made the both of you burst out into laughter uncontrollably. he obviously apologized for almost snapping you in half in between his sweet smile and chuckles. and when you both looked back at the video, sunghoon begged you to post it because he just thought the end result was way too funny not to put out there.

KIM SEONWOO ‧₊˚❀༉‧

sunoo loves scrolling through tiktok, he's on all the trends and knows all about the "sassy man apocalypse". and is very proud to say he is in fact part of it. he always talks about how you're so lucky to have such a soft, sensitive, and sassy boyfriend to keep it real with you all the time. however, he never thought you would make a tiktok like this and post it. he honestly had no idea why you were filming him while he played on his phone, and of course gave you the hardest side eye on earth. but, later you show hin the video you made and it made him laugh. he knew he had to watch his facial expressions moving forward because his face said it all in that video. yes you have a sassy man but you wouldn't have it any other way!

YANG JUNGWON ‧₊˚❀༉‧

being honest, jungwon has always let you know how much he hates cringy couple tiktok trends and tends to make fun of them. so one day when you're out in the park he sees another couple doing a rather sweet looking trend and it makes him want to immediately make fun of it. so when he gives you the idea of spinning and then running at you at full speed you laugh and agree. while filming you couldn't help but notice his bright dimpled smile coming at you at as he ran towards you. you fought the urge of stopping him in his tracks and kissing his excessively cute face and ran away as instructed. watching the video back, the both of you couldn't help but laugh. it ended up being much cuter than intended but, you guys were always an unintentionally cute couple.

NISHIMURA RIKI ‧₊˚❀༉‧

riki is the definition of your hype man. if you do something he stands and watches happily all the time and usually hypes you up while doing it. so when you pull out your phone and prop it up while on a walk home after dinner, he couldn't help but watch you dance to your little tiktok song. if he's being honest, he's not a tiktok type guy and a little like jungwon finds couple tiktok trends kinda cringy and honestly most tiktok trends cringe in general. he's always in his head about looking cool... but, when you encorage him to dance a little he gets kinda into it making it fun for both of you. looking back at the video he thinks it's funny and actually kinda cute. but he never expected you to post it. it was just a video of the two of you messing around like young people do, deep down however he's actually kinda happy you're showing him off... even if it is on tiktok.

©flwrkisses ; please do not copy, translate, repost and/or reuse my work without my permission. (2023)

[kaciebello]

Sibling rivals, sibling allies

Masterlist

Nico Di Angelo x Hades! reader (platonic) Summary: Nico was aware his sibling loved him, to the point that lectures were inevitable. Warning: Angst, Siblings written by an only child, no use of y/n Author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. I am not very good at angst so I hope I did this some justice. I also tried to make it gender-neutral as the request did not specify, however, this is my first time writing like that so I am sorry if I missed anything. All right to the artist of the fanart, I could not find them, but if you do, let me know and I will tag them.  Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) request: Yes word count: 1,3k Song: Lean on - Major Lazer ( ft. MØ, DJ Snake )

 Sibling rivalry was something everyone expected when having more than one child. And who especially expected it were the Greek gods. They even encouraged it. Sadly, for Hades, his children got along and refused to fight each other.

Usually, Nico would play mythomagic with them or just lazily exist in the camp. Only a few people would talk to him. But he is used to it now. That's why he was confused when they ran into the Hades cabin and suggested training with said two. He agreed nonetheless, not wanting to disappoint his last older sibling, and he also thought Percy was okay-ish.

That is why he was standing in the area, watching them absolutely beat Percy's ass. Annabeth was standing beside him but did not look very happy about what was happening. He can't blame her, he would not be either if the roles were reversed. Also, the Hades children weren't really known for their good temper, so it made sense.

So when Percy tapped out, he wasn't surprised. However, the girl next to him made her way to help her friend up.

“Close your mouth, flies gonna take it as an invite.” They said, slightly tapping his chin to close it. Nico glared at them but did not argue. they were covered in sweat and breathing heavily. Nico was sure it was from the sun, not the fight, as he dubs Percy would give it much. If anything they more likely only tickled each other with swords. Although he was warned, that activity can cause accidental stab wounds and immediate visit to the infirmary.

The other two campers joined them. Percy bleeding from his scratches and Annabeth frowns on her face. He knew it was his turn now. That's what they agreed on. He did not think putting him, a child of one of the 3, against Annabeth was fair. Granted, were it a few months back when he thought he had a crush on her, before releasing he had a crush on Percy, it would have been harder to fight her.

“Come on whip, it's our turn.” Says Annabeth and gestures her knives at him. Nico can only tighten his hold on the sword he was holding. He takes a few steps to face her.

“Annabeth.” Sounds behind him warningly. The girl in question just huffs before charging at him. He moved out of the way, but it was like she already knew his steps before him and stuck him in the leg.

He winced but kept on his feet. She charges again, but this time he manages to avoid and block her from sighting him. Annabeth did not like that. Not only she was a fast thinker, but Nico would also forget she had been trained by Luke, one of the best swordsmen in the last couple of hundred years. Annabeth strikes again and Nico has no time to even register what is going on. She slashes his Achilles. Nico yelps and falls, having no strength to put weight on his leg. Annabeth manages to get hold of his sword. She was not standing above him with the tip of his sword at his throat.

“Get up,” she says with a sinister smile. He won't admit it but he was scared for a moment. That was before Annabeth got slammed by his sibling and rolled away. Percy yelped in surprise and went to help Annabeth while the siblings helped each other. 

“What the fuck was that for?” Argued Annabeth once she regained her composure.

“You immobilized him! What the fuck do you mean get up!” His sibling yelled still kneeling next to him. Nico has sat up now, trying to move his leg but when pain shot up he decided against it.

“Monsters are not gonna hold back just because he can't stand!” Annabeth was now making her way to them. Percy was trying to stop her but was very unsuccessful.

“Monster my ass Annabeth. You knew very well what-” A roar cuts her off. All of them freeze in their spots. A rustling in the trees got their attention. A distant yell is what got them moving. Nico felt four arms lifting him.

His sibling and Annabeth were trying their best to get his limping ass away from whatever there was. Percy was surveying the area when he saw it.

“Fuck.” Was all that left him. there stood, an automatic bull, as big as the house. All of their eyes widened as they tried to hurry up. unfortunately, the bull has seen them and charged at them. Nico could feel his weight bearing but only on Annabeth as his sibling went to aid Percy in trying to distract the beast. He wanted to stop them, but he was no use at the moment.

Annabeth stops and props Nico on a tree.

“What are you doing?” He hisses and she just rolls her eyes.

“I'm going to help them.” She says making sure Nico is comfortable.

“You can't leave me here.” Nico could see that she took that as a challenge. before she could leave him however they both heard Percy yell. turning their attention to him they can see a giant boulder heading their way. Nico makes eye contact with his sibling before he feels something tackling him on the ground.

“NICO” Was all he heard before the world became black.

 When Nico came to his senses, he thought that perhaps, Dad pulled him aside, that maybe travelledow travelled. And Brehabs a small hope of seeing Bianca was there. However, when he heard his sibling absolutely destroying their vocal cords from the yelling, he knew he was mistaken.

Opening his eyes, above him stood a well-known Apollo kid, his name was Will or something like that. The light from his hands makes Nico turn his face away and to the side. Only to be faced with a comic view. Annabeth sitting on a bed having her hand looked after by a different Apollo kid. Percy is next to her, holding her other hand. And his sibling, going off on both of them, mostly Annabeth by the looks of it.  Annabeth's head was hung low, it was apparent that she got an earful from Percy beforehand.

Nico is enjoying the situation. Not only is he not getting reprimanded, but he is also getting taken care of by a cute guy. His freedom is shored, however, as Percy nudges the other Hades kid and points to him.

His sibling turns to him at lightning speed, when they see he's awake, they rush to him kneeling by the bed. He can see they are worried even when all of them are out of immediate danger. When they saw he was okay they jumped in for a hug. Will jumped back startled and Nico could only groan in pain. Letting him go just as quickly as they hugged him

“Sorry, I just. I just thought I would have to bargain with Dad.” They say with a smile on their face. Although tears were streaming down their faces making them look a little bit hysterical.

Nico smiled at them.

“I'm fine, I did not even see Dad.” He says, trying to reassure them that he in fact did not die and came back. They just chuckled and nodded.

They all sat in silence for a few minutes before Annabeth with Percy walked up to his bed.

“I'm sorry.” She says. Nico expected her to continue but she didn't. So Nico just nodded, taking in that they were all still startled by what happened.

Next to him, his sibling stood up. It was like a switch turned in in them. Manually they made both Percy and Annabeth sit down at the end of his bed. They took a deep breath before starting.

“I am lost for words!...”

And despite being lost for words, they continue to yell at them for the next 45 minutes. Nico would not want it any other way.

Tag: thefallensacrifice

[midnight-pluto]

Hi!! Can I request headcanons about being best friends with Nico and Will (together), kinda having that “couple who adopts their bsf as their child” dynamic reader is a child of Demeter and if it’s no trouble can reader be female? GN will work if not.

SOLANGELO +1 — headcanons

you call it third wheeling, i call it quality time with the parents

CHAR: will solace, nico di angelo, grover, mentioned!percy jackson, mentioned!annabeth chase

PAIRING(S): solangelo + daughter of demeter!reader, mentioned!percabeth

A/N: this is gonna be a nightmare to tag lmao

when new campers meet Will for the first time, they’re almost always introduced to Nico next

what they don’t expect, is for you to pop out of nowhere introducing yourself as well

they jump slightly at your sudden appearance, and reciprocate your greeting with slight confusion in their voice but then Will gladly explains the situation

“This is Y/N, daughter of Demeter.”

“Yeah, and these are my dads.”

“Y/N that’s not—“

it would be so much funnier if you were taller than both of them

that sends some campers in a spiral, especially the younger ones

once the new camper is recovered they then automatically understand the true nature of y’all’s relationship

some are slightly confused on why you seem so glad with the arrangement you three have going but most support it and find it amusing

if the three of you are ever going anywhere you’re usually in the front as the actual couple trail behind you holding hands

all of the friendship accessories you three own are thanks to you!

you made matching bracelets, a custom bead to add to the camp necklace just for the three of you, and the cliché flower crowns your cabin is known for

the flower crown was made of an assortment of flowers — lilies, chrysanthemums, and sunflowers which all not coincidentally mean or have some correlation to friendship

you have most definitely been the first to witness Will playing a love song to Nico in private

not wanting to interrupt the moment you made all the plants in the area grow greener and have flowers sprout around them

it was a miracle on how both of them didn’t notice your antic sooner

as you were making the plants grow around them from the bush, Will had stopped strumming as Nico looked at him with one of his rare smiles when they both leaned into each other

but of course Nico just had to feel the suddenly grown flowers tickling at his ankles and immediately spotted you — watching you run away from your hiding spot

that situation is what led to you to believe was the reason you kept on being invited to their dates

were you complaining? no, of course not

you had the ability to snack on all their food after all and they have no one but themselves to blame

“Where did the cookies even go?”

“…whoops.”

as their honorary child you were not technically counted as a third-wheel

Will had jokingly dubbed it a ‘family bonding time’ whenever you joined in on his Nico’s time together — them not even doing anything special, but you still joined anyways — and the name stuck

in all honesty Will is happy with the arrangement you all have together

don’t get him wrong, he would enjoy the moments he and Nico have together all the same even if you weren’t there, but your presence and witty comments coming from nowhere make it all the more cherished

also, your ability to make scenes more romantic is very highly appreciated; making him choose more woody and grassy areas so it’s easier for you to romanticize them

Nico on the other hand would’ve enjoyed it more if he and Will were alone away from your eyes

but he supposed yours was different — making the moments they both have feel more domestic so he didn’t necessarily consider any of his or Will’s actions PDA when it was you

you never really paid attention anyways

the romanticized scenery caused by you made Nico scoff but he was grateful for the added atmosphere — which was quite a compliment since he normally disliked such clichés

Grover once tried to talk to you about it and relate to the feeling of being the third-wheel like he was with Percy and Annabeth

it didn’t lead to an outcome he expected

“And they’re like: ‘be safe. I love you,’ and then I’m just standing there wondering if they’ll ever tell me that because you know, life-or-death situation going on right? But they never do!”

“Damn bro, that sucks.“

“Does this not happen to you?”

“Nope. We yell at each other to be safe.”

A/N: school is absolute shit

[purplerose244]

Headcanons for a Camp Camp season post-David adopting Max

(Because I got back to Camp Camp for no reason at all and it is now everyone's problem. Also apparently new episode incoming? YOOO)

WARNING THERE ARE SWEARS IN THIS BUT I MEAN IT'S CAMP CAMP SO YOU KNOW 😅

Here we go!

No one knows at first

First episode starts with something random (Idk maybe something about change that makes everyone freaking out, you know how CC goes) and the entire time there are hints, like Max arriving at Camp with David and David always being in the proximity of Max. Towards the end Max makes a half-assed comment about it

Neil: Well, I guess some things never change

Neil: This place is still pretty fucked up

Max: Yeah, this is weirder than David adopting me at the end of last summer

(pause)

Everyone: WAIT WHAT?!

Casual episodes have background scenes where David puts a hand in front of Max whenever he wants to do something dangerous, or he picks him up

Max is now enrolled in Camp Campbell for Music Camp. He is never seen actually practicing during afternoon activities, he kinda just stands on his boot, but when no one is watching, especially at night, he does play a bit. He plays a guitar that was the first birthday present he got from David

He's genuinely good, he just thinks that the others will make fun of him for specifically playing guitar and ask him what campfire songs did David teach him

He's right and the answer is ALL OF THEM

Max is back to the plan of making David snap, but the idea evolved from "no way a person can be this happy" to "no way a parent can be this happy". That's totally NOT projection of his own trauma and he DOES NOT expect David to abandon him the moment it becomes too much (wink)

THE AMOUNT OF DAD JOKES ISTG. Max is 100% sure he'll go crazy out of tree puns alone. David is fully convinced that's peak dad behavior and non-negotiable

David: I'd love to take you on a vacation to trees' favourite city!

Max: David no.

David: Montreeal!

Max: DAVID NO.

David: Why so tense, Max? Are you okay?

Max: STOP RIGHT NOW.

David: Should I... leaf you alone?

Max: *groans forever*

A full episode where David is terrified of making preferences for his son and struggles between being a counselor and a father, fearing that the others might feel left out. Ultimately it is pointed out by everyone that Max was always his favourite, therefore he was a shit about it from the beginning and no one really cares (David feels relieved and quite conflicted about this)

Whenever the campers need permission to do something dangerous and there is REALLY no other option, Max sighs and does his best "please I really wanna do this, you are my guardian right?" act. It's embarassing how quickly David caves in

An episode about being a young single father, maybe David going on a date (I'm thinking the cute waitress from the Bonquisha episode and/or the bartender guy from the town episode, just to make some comebacks), having tons in common and getting along, but not wanting to commit with someone with a son. David feels pretty lonely, but he 100% can only be with someone that accepts Max as well (also pan David my beloved 🩷💛💙)

Max discovers David's tipping point when the kid gets seriously hurt because of a stupidly dangerous adventure. Max gets scolded like he didn't think David was able to. It follows a pretty tense period where Max thinks this is it, but David is just very embarassed for snapping like that and while he thinks Max can survive more than he can, he needs him to be safe. After talking they get much closer

David has no idea how to ground someone, especially his son. Usually, when he feels like he has to, he consults Gwen or, heaven forbid, Quartermaster

An episode where the ideal camper arrives. Loves outdoors, loves activities, loves singing along and saluting the flag, so David gets excited. The entire time the campers try to figure out if Max is jealous, but he shows no sign. Obviously the camper is someone evil because this is Camp Camp, and at the end Max stomps the person with a "sorry sweetheart, I'm his favourite"

Max doesn't call him dad, David knows this and never presses him. But the kid slips sometimes and corrects himself quickly, although David never seems to notice

He actually does notice and every night he proceeds to giggle into his log pillow like a high schooler with a crush

An episode where the campers try to figure out how the whole adoption situation happened, since neither Max nor David really explained it. The hypothetical story becomes increasingly crazier and more complex, between alien invations, warlocks and internal monologues. At the end a flashback is shown of Max waiting at camp. Gwen is in the cabin, then David arrives with his cheek red and bloody

David: It took some convincing

Gwen: Oh, David...

David: I'm alright. I knew who I was dealing with, and apparently they're this aggressive only to strangers. It could've been a lot worse, and they said yes anyway

Gwen: So... now what?

David: Now? Now I'm bringing him home

David had everything ready for adoption way before meeting Max, stating that as a counselor you never know what might happen. He thinks it's commendable. Max thinks it's fucking creepy

After The Forest episode David developed a bit of feral instincts, but never really showed them. Since Max can usually defend himself better than David does, there is no need to intervene. Until Daniel comes back, and makes the mistake of kidnapping Max this time, wanting to play with David on how to find his kid. He did not know. David turns into wolf dad, literally growling and hunting for his cub. Imagine a feral David roaring and growling "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY KID DANIEL??". Suffice to say, Daniel is sent to the hospital (praying the ultra lord) and Max starts to think, between Daniel and David, maybe it's his dad the psychotic one

He doesn't mind it that much

Possible outcome is Daniel being astonished by such energy, realizing that David just won't die, and feeling something strong for him, starting to ponder if David is an reincarnation of Xemug... he is giving himself an excuse, he basically just got a crush on David. If that would turn him madder or start his redemption arc, I have no idea, but I kinda like it 😂 (actually I might make a separate post about this, I got an idea for another season sequel to this one and yes, pretty Dadvid 💕💕)

Post this incident that ruined it, Mr. Honeynuts now wears a little Camp Campbell counselor uniform. David made it of course, and while Max voices his contempt, the bear was getting rough to hug and the shirt is soft

Idea gag of Max saying "did you know that *insert disturbing emotional abuse practice* isn't okay? Learned that last year"

They got blackmail material on each other. Max obviously uses it the most, between embarassing underpants and sleep talking, but in extreme cases David is not above pulling out his cute Max photo collection

Yes, he got several of those

Yes, he is waiting for someone to ask about it and show them like the proud parent he is

After David adopted Max, he started to work two jobs to make ends meet (I'm thinking teacher and maybe night guard, very standard). He's actually pretty good at both, but it makes him very exhausted. He once snapped at Max out of exhaustion and since then, he decided to rest whenever he feels tired (you know, like a normal person). Max jokes that he was supposed to make his life a nightmare, not help him develop a better and healthier lifestyle

They got a method for asking permission, "bullshit for fun": David allows him some usually unallowed stuff and he gets to have some cute father-son moments in exchange

Max: Okay, it's a huge concert, so I'm willing to go as far as a full week of tucking in bed

David: I'm not letting you go out of town all on your own that easily, young man! The week of that, and three days of hand holding when we get into a crowd!

Max: Mmm... one hand holding and... urgh... one day of camping together

David: WAIT, REALLY?!

Max: It's a really good concert

David: DEAL!!!!

During a particolarly bad night of Max having nightmares, David spends the night comforting him. Max jokes that perhaps David can get even a hug out of this. David states that their system is a fun thing between them for treating responsibilities and boundaries in a less serious way, but if Max needs comfort, that's always free

An episode in which Max hears David talk to Gwen, saying stuff like "I don't have enough money for him. I don't think I can make it. I'm so sorry, poor Max". He then starts the most effective escape from Camp Campbell plan he has ever put in motion, genuinely making it except he comes back because he misses everything. He screams at David for making him love him only to dump him. At last David understands the situation and hugs him, revealing that... he was talking about a dog he wanted to adopt for Max. Max will never live that down, and David is in absolute glee for the following days because his son loves him

Sometimes Max says "Language!" without realizing. It's horrifying for all people involved, even David

On the other hand, David starts to swear more. The thing is, he's used to Max and it's such a foreign thing to him that sometimes he doesn't realize it was him

David: Hold on, now where the fuck is everyone?

David: Language!

David: ... wait-

Idea crossover headcanon, David's last name is Corduroy, his dad is a cousin of the Corduroys of Gravity Falls. But as a matter of fact, David never calls his father dad, going for either sir or sergeant

I have the idea of introducing this father in an episode flashback from before the adoption. David's father, sergeant Jeffrey Corduroy, comes to the camp to "visit his son and reconnect after such a long time". The man is huge and affable, friendly like David, but David turns into a Max version of himself when he's around. After everyone states that he seems cool, David gets pissed even more and basically ditch camp activities the whole day

Max gets a moment alone with the sergent and presses a little more, thrown off by meeting the first person David seems to openly hate. As Max is being Max, Jeff loses it pretty quickly, revealing the kindness is a mask. As he is on his way to hit Max, David puts himself in between. He scolds his father, mad like never before, stating that one apology won't make up for ten years of hell. Jeff leaves, David is so tired his legs won't hold, Max helps him get back to the cabin and they stay there

When the two are alone eventually, David tells him his story: he actually learned about survival from his dad first, he got trained mercilessly to the point of spitting blood, for ten long years. At some point his parents decided to divorce, and he was sent to Camp Campbell to not be in the way. He felt happy there for the first time, but he spiralled after leaving, as his dad left and his mother was depressed. She sent him to France at the clown school, again to not be in the way, and when he was old enough he simply left his house to find his own way to be happy. The only place where that was, was Camp Campbell

David apologizes for making his first story about camp too cheerful, as he should have been sincere. Max comes to two conclusions that night: that they are way more similar than he expected (something he didn't believe when he first heard the camp story from David), and that... maybe David is kind to everyone because he used all the hate he has on that asshole

Possible last episode of the season is another Parent Day. Everyone is teasing Max over the fact that every day is Parent Day for him, and Max complains but passively shows how he can't wait for it. Obviously David is way too gleeful about it. Then David disappears and no one knows where he is, and Max gets in the worse mood possible, making it everyone's problem. Everyone is actually kinda supportive and that turns him from angry to simply sad, although Gwen states that whatever happened to David, he promised to be there therefore he will be

At the exhibition part, when it's Max' turn, David arrives just in time, running in full survival attire like in The Forest. Basically David had another canoe incident, and was hunted down by two more wolves. It turns out that they're the pups of the wolfie he befriended before, they were hunted by men and that's why they were very aggressive towards him at first. Another adventure ensued, with the pups learning how to survive nature

Of course this is not explained to the people (just like The Forest), David apologizes for the late, Max says "fuck you dad" and hugs him in front of everyone

Follows the most mundane celebration between parents, with David (after taking off the survival look) looking a bit goofy and uncomfortable with so many adults while being a young man, but he does his best. Finally a moment of tranquility for the campers, as they watch their parents

Neil: You know Max, maybe you had to learn to appreciate the hell that is Camp Campbell, to meet a parent that truly cared for you. Maybe it was all a learning experience, and this is your reward

Max: ...

Neil: ...

Max: Well, this place sucks, and my dad is a fucking idiot. Definitely not worth it

(Max scoffs, then he smiles at David waving at him. The other campers hold back laughter, clearly not believing him)

It's implied that from then on Max starts calling David dad full time

[glassofapplejuicee]

ok ok so the idea of a camp au has been floating around in my head forever and at this point i just need to put pen to paper! now i’ve never been to camp so keep that in mind. and god only knows if this will become an actual fleshed out fic or a WIP that will collect dust in my drive forever-

anyways, it's called Camp Spruce Trails (get it, Spruce Trails, ST?) and I'm imagining this au is still set in the mid 80s, but none of the upside down stuff happens ya know? or maybe upside down stuff happens while they're at camp? but i'm kind of leaning towards letting these guys have a normal childhood-

the camp itself is your classic 6 week sleepaway camp, there’s canoeing, arts and crafts, knot tying, competitions, campfires, etc. going to camp is a borderline religious tradition for The Party and they will do everything in their power to make sure they attend. one of their favorite parts of camp, is the staff:

Argyle Franco: 17, Kitchen, he isn’t huge with the kids but Jonathan convinced him to apply for the job, fridays are always pizza nights, he keeps to himself usually but cheers on his favorite campers during their games

Robin Buckley: 18, Blue Cabin Counselor, frazzled 24/7 but trying her best, wears the handmade jewelry from her campers like it’s made of gold, knows all the camp songs by heart, cries when camp ends, no longer allowed in the kitchen after the incident of ‘84

Nancy Wheeler: 18, Yellow Cabin Counselor, by the books and her campers know that, but they still have fun, always excels in the art competitions (much to Billy’s dismay), she's the most strict counselor however she takes great pride in her ability to get all the campers in bed by lights out

Jonathan Byers: 18, Groundskeeper(?), no one really knows his exact job title, he just sort of shows up every summer and nobody says anything, he fixes leaky pipes, kitchen appliances, pulls weeds, whatever needs done, he helps out a lot in the art cabin though

Steve Harrington: 19, Green Cabin Counselor, mostly stable but the coffee rings stained into his clipboard are telling, tries to be the "cool counselor", and if you stay on his good side you’ll be fine, however he will not hesitate to drag your ass to the office and call your parents if you step out of line

Billy Hargrove: 19, Red Cabin Counselor, parents hate him, but his campers are loyal, they demolish every single athletic competition, stole Eddie’s whistle (now annoys everyone with it), also no longer allowed in the kitchen after the incident of '84

Eddie Munson: 20, Lifeguard, but he sort of pokes his head in wherever he pleases, was deemed unfit to be a camp counselor so they stuck him as lifeguard, plays guitar around the campfire at night, multiple writes up for smoking on the job

if i were to flesh this out more into a full au fic (or more realistically, a series of ficlets??) you can bet your bottom dollar that there will be a giant love hexagon thing that will be going on as a subplot to the camp activities. i'm not even a huge multi-shipper or anything but picture it: Nancy asks Robin to watch her campers for a minute so she can go flirt with Jonathan? yeah sure why not. Nancy gets back and finds Robin sulking cause she's jealous? i'm sure Nancy would be happy to cheer Robin up with a kiss! Eddie and Argyle bump into each other smoking behind the shed? oh whoops my finger slipped and now they're shot gunning a joint. Steve find's Billy and Eddie chilling at Skull Rock? well shit now all three of 'em are making out a la Challengers.

[coralinnii]

Singing a break-up song while dating 

feat. Malleus, Sebek, Azul

genre: mistaken hurt/comfort, romance

note: inspired by a funny misunderstanding with a friend, reader is written with game!Yuu in mind but can be interpreted as not

“Now the day bleeds into nightfall, and you’re not here to get me through it all.

I let my guard down, and then you pulled the rug. I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved" 

Malleus may still be young (for a fae?) but he is a future ruler and an important figure with great responsibilities. 

He’s been getting requests from his home to return for important events and meetings involving his kind so he’s been forced to postpone his late night strolls with you. 

You understand his duty and assured him that you’re ok to ease his guilt for the broken promises and cancelled dates. 

Without your knowledge, he asked Lilia to stay behind and watch over you while he’s gone. He feels bad that he may be overstepping but what if someone attacks you for your connection to him?? To kidnap you to get to him

He’s a worried dragon boi 

You continued your strolls without him and to fill the silence, you wore your earphones and played slow songs which fit the chilly night atmosphere. Those songs coincidentally include sad break up songs, to which you sang along to its enchanting melody. 

Lilia is a smart fae. He knows that you probably meant nothing over the lyrics that seems to captivate you. But…his precious master did ask him to report everything that happens and this seems too interesting to pass by. 

Poor Malleus is overthinking 

“Lilia, what could this mean? Is it a sign? Perhaps a hint?” 

“Who knows, young master~”

He stresses himself over imagining you all alone in the dark fields where you two share your walk crying (you weren’t), singing your woes over your neglectful lover and the relationship you’re now regretting (you really weren’t). 

Every fae in attendance had shivers running down their spines as the great magician seemed much more on edge, eyes narrowed and literal dark clouds hanging in the sky. Malleus was not in the mood for chit-chat or useless tangents that prolonged these wretched meetings. He needed to return soon. 

Taking off your headphones, you looked to see Grim snoring on the bed and you took this as a sign to call it a night yourself. Getting up for your seat, you walked to shut the opened windows when small fireflies fluttered around you. You recognized these shimmering lights. 

“Child of man” 

You were impressed that you managed to stifle your yelp as the tall figure you call your lover loomed over you. He was dressed extraordinarily well, the fabrics that draped over him gave him a regal appearance despite his position of crawling through your window. Was he not expected to return tomorrow?

“Malleus, what are you doing here?” You whispered as you frantically looked back “you could have scared Grim, and he is not a happy camper when woken” 

Malleus ignored your question, opting to wrap his arms around you. He pulled you in close but his embrace was soft, as though he was handling the finest rose. He buried his head in your hair and let out a sigh of what seemed like relief. You reciprocated, feeling warm in his arms.

“Malleus?” 

“I will never leave you, my love” he whispered into your hair, leaving a small kiss before facing you “No matter where I may be, I will always find my way to you”

You wanted to say you obviously knew that, that you never doubted him. But seeing him, the powerful mage who will be ruler of his home country, be so vulnerable and almost fearful, you simply nodded back to ease his worries.  

The two of you slept in your fairly small bed, arms and legs tangled together as Malleus refused to be apart from you more than he had already. You can worry about letting Grim find out in the morning.

“Why did I want to hide my precious self?

What made me so afraid that I hid my true self” 

It was a surprise for everyone that the Sebek Zigvolt would be in a relationship. It was even more of a surprise that his partner would be you, a human. 

However, old habits die hard as even when you were dating, his manner of speech still had that tone of condescension and his vocal pride for his fae heritage was still prevalent. To many, his words seem insulting and his praises somewhat backhanded.

Your friends ask you if you were ok with his rather arrogant attitude to which you chuckled and replied that his words are harsher than who he really is.

You knew your partner left a bad impression the first time he came to NRC but you see that he was more than what people assumed. You fell in love for his dedication, willingness to grow, and giving respect for those who deserve it.

While Sebek was escorting Malleus, you took a stroll around the school courtyard before meeting up with him later.

You had a particular ear-worm stuck in your head that had such an easy flow for a tune and wonderful message. Without much thought, you let yourself sing the lyrics out loud, unknowingly for anyone to overhear you

Now rumors have been spreading that the freshmen couple is on thin ice, breaking apart from emotional conflicts and fake love. Sebek can hear the whisper going around the NRC campus.

“Sebek definitely looks like the undermining type. Seriously, how can anyone be themselves with a human-hater like that?” 

Is…is that how you felt?

You indulge him with his hour-long tangents about Malleus, watch and praise him during his equestrian club activities, and not once comment on his loud persona as most do. 

He thought you were happy with your relationship. Was it a lie, and he was too self-centered to realize?

You noticed that Sebek seemed to be on edge lately, repeatedly glancing at you and being much quieter than normal. He looked like he was one step away from literally holding his own tongue. He’s also being…yielding in a way? Letting you lead him around, going along with every whim you had without question or comment. It was as though he was your bodyguard rather than a lover. 

“Sebek, are you ok?” 

“Yes, absolutely!” He flinched and yelled out in a panic. 

“Uh-huh” you raised an eyebrow “Do you have anything in mind for food?”

“Anything you want!” 

“Hmmm, should we go to that new coffee shop I found? They served the freshest black coffee” you suggested, testing him with a smile. “Oh, and we should invite Silver too” 

You watched as the green-haired lad literally broke into cold sweat before he stiffly nodded in agreement. “A-an excellent idea”

“Really?” 

“Y-Yes!”

You stepped in front of him with a stern look. “Why are you like this? What’s going on?” 

Sebek was about to disagree with that statement but the stern look on your face that screamed “don’t you dare lie to me” made him bite his lip. For as hard-headed and intimidating the freshman can be, you still found a way to make him squirm under your gaze. 

“I just…” Sebek finally let his shoulder slump, looking defeated “I didn’t want you to feel like you had to hide or change yourself for me” 

“…and you thought hiding and changing yourself for me was the solution?” 

Ouch, that irony stung. 

You knew there were rumors floating around your relationship and perhaps you should have known your gullible boyfriend may be susceptible to them.

“I’m not hiding anything about myself” you reached for your green-haired lover, holding his cheek. “I feel your love and respect for me everyday that I never felt like I needed to” 

You notice the way Sebek waits for you after class to escort you before his club activities. He may be a hothead but he is always patient with you as he helps you with your weaker subjects. He may get loud but he always pays attention to your worries and thoughts. It’s the little things that others may not see or ignore but his actions resonate with you louder than any rumor.

“I want nothing about us to be fake” you smiled as you gave a small peck on his nose, which leaves the loud freshman truly stunned silent. “This is real love”

“You’re too close for me to miss you, but too far away to kiss you, 

    Am I holding on while you’re just letting go?”

Baby octopus is gonna panic

Azul is an endlessly ambitious man, keeping up a successful business with only a trusted few and maintaining the balance as a good student and an entrepreneur. He didn’t plan to add anything more to his hectic life

Yet you found a way into his life, but he found himself enjoying the feeling of loving someone and himself being loved. 

It was not an easy change. His time is precious and it’s constantly split between time with you and sudden deals to be made.

He was also new to the idea of dating and while he presents himself as suave and confident, he was slow with truly letting himself be vulnerable and open with you right now. 

Despite the short and sometimes awkward moments of romantic bliss,  you were understanding as a partner to appreciate the efforts he makes.

During one of your study dates at the Monstro Lounge, a student came around with a deal that Azul could not turn away. With an apologetic frown, he ushered the student to his office. 

You sighed, but continued with your assignments. Luckily, you brought your headphones with you to entertain yourself. There was a song from a duo artist you got really into and you couldn’t stop yourself from singing along. You were sitting in a booth far from the open center of the restaurant, you didn't think anyone would pay you any mind

Too bad for you that you didn't notice the two pairs of heterochromatic eyes with matching grins

You weren’t sure if you should be flattered and concerned with everything that has happened. 

For the past few days, you were receiving gifts and favors from your beloved. Sometimes he would personally offer you a box of your favourite treats and other times, one of the Leech twins would drop off a cute trinket on his behalf. That was sweet of them, albeit you could do without their unnerving smirk as though they knew something you didn’t. 

You appreciated the attention, the longer dates and more frequent acts of affections to which Azul was still working on despite his proneness to fluster. But, you notice the way your fair-haired boyfriend jumps or glances worriedly at you whenever he needs to leave. 

Just like now, when you were invited to join him in his private office and one of his schoolmate/workers dropped by to inform him of an issue at the restaurant.

“I doubt I am all that needed” 

“Are you sure?” 

Azul nodded albeit stiffly and you definitely noticed the shakiness in his hands as he could keep his pen steady. 

“Azul,” you started packing your things on the coffee table. “If me being here is burdening you, I can lea-“ 

“NO!” 

You were surprised when Azul jumped from his seat, his papers scattered in his haste. His eyes widened in what looked like fear before he corrected his expression. 

“Jade and Floyd can handle things” he reassured you “Everything will be solved on its own” 

“But it sounds like Floyd was causing the issue? And Jade is having fun with it”

Azul kept silent, his mind a mile a minute as he rushed for a solution without leaving you like he has so many times already. He’s been trying to salvage his relationship with you with his attention but the issue is his time. Those brothers tip him off of your apparent feelings of neglect. He fell back into his chair unceremoniously, hat tilted to hide the distress in his eyes.

“Azul…” You watched him and slowly went to reach for his hands that he didn’t realize was clenched tightly. He looked to you and saw the worry in your eyes, begging him to open up to you, his beloved. 

“I…I don’t want you to leave” me. he murmured under his breath, his long bangs shadowing his eyes. 

The two of you were still students, with responsibilities and obligations of your own so it was easy to not have all the time in the world for each other. Azul was worried that the time lost and his inadequacy in love would lead to your disappointment in him, that he wasn’t worth the wait. 

Your voice called out his mental spiral.

“Our relationship is still new and it takes time to figure out what works best” you told him, gently caressing his hands. “There is no one-sided fix or quick solution. Just patience and gradual adjustments” 

You smiled at your frazzled boyfriend, lifting your hand to fix his glasses that went askew. “How about I come with you with your manager duties when I’m free? I don’t know how much help I’ll be but I’m happy to be with you no matter where” 

Azul suddenly felt the murkiness in his heart clear up as though it was now a calm shore. He stood his feet, fixed any minor creases in his coat and offered his gloved hand to you. 

“I would much appreciate your presence” you giggled and graciously took his hand. 

“Good, we should hurry before Floyd breaks something or someone”

[coirinthyurilo]

More SUNBOMB HEADCANONS PT. 2 (LEO X WILL.) Ngl some of these hcs are related to Coco, because I love the movie :3

Leo loves to re-watch Coco with Will, cause it's good. And Leo definitely sings "Remember Me." To Will cause he loves it. (He knows how to play guitar, and he borrows Will's.) And it brings him (Leo) back to his roots. :33

Will's first time watching Coco. He definitely kept blushing everytime Miguel went on screen. (Boy had a crush on Miguel Rivera, you can't lie to me‼️) He absolutely flipped when he realized he was dating someone who looked like Miguel from Coco.

At Halloween. Leo dressed up like Miguel for Will, and Will fainted right then and there. (Leo would tease him by playing some sappy song in Spanish like "Ciento Anton." If I spelled it right.)

Leo will call Will in some Spanish pet names like "Mi Amor." Or smth. William will call Leo some petname in Spanish in return when he's in a incredibly good mood. (Leo is whipped all the time.)

Will's last name actually doesn't fit many people's names, like Leo Solace..? Will Valdez genuinely sounds better and Leo knows it.

Will accidentally drank way too much coffee and couldn't think properly, so imagine he's running through camp and someone yells out for Leo, and uses his last name. But Will and Leo have surnames that sound similar to one another so it goes like;

Some camper: "VALDEZ!"

Will, whipping around, mistaken Leo's last name as his: "YES!?"

Everyone:

Leo:

Leo: "Since when did you and I get marri—" *gasp* "ARE WE GETTING MARRIED!?"

Both of them love playing roblox together, and Leo makes a game for him and Will to play in.

When Will found out he liked Leo, the reason why he didn't confess was because I have a feeling he HAD a relationship, and was scared it might end badly like previously. And he was in denial, and it probably went like the song "I Won't Say I'm In Love." But it still ultimately swooning for the him. :33

Will is a very affectionate person. The Apollo cabin happens to be very affectionate too‼️Anyone in the Apollo cabin could be cuddling up to each other, one could be all over a person and that person wouldn't really care. Will holds hands a lot and gives platonic kisses to his friends. (Like Lou Ellen.) Leo finds out about this, and is suddenly worried about him not staying loyal. Until Will just clings onto him every day, gives him the affectionate kisses and hand holding, he's so touch-starved. And always calls Leo to satisfy that.

Leo is also touch-starved, but not as extreme as Will. He loves the hugs Will gives and is happy to give them.

Both are extremely mentally unstable and there is no winner. (They tie.) And their humor will hide that fact. (Will always uses the "Happy, Sunshine, Boy.") When it's way too quiet in a situation they will crack up a joke about their mental health.

The amount of campers hearing about their severity of unstable mental health. Always either shows a horrified look, or is just urging to go to Chiron.

Their texts are always so random. One will send cats, and the other will send a close up picture of their faces and their screen in blurred. And then another will just send a poem. And then another would send a rat.

Some camper in the infirmary hearing Will text on his phone: "Who are you texting?"

Will: "Oh. Just, Leo."

Camper, peaks over his shoulder: ".. Did he just send a picture of the sun and says you're the light of my world, and then in the next he sends a picture of a rat saying it's you?"

Will: "Yeah."

Will happens to be afraid of birds due to an attack with Stymohalion birds back then. He let out a high-oitched, bloodmurder screech, seeing a bit land right in front of him. Immediately trggering his PTSD. Leo definitely would Kath to himself, but seeing Will's terrified look on his face actually made him feel bad. So whenever he spots a bird as he and Will are walking. Either he will shoo them away or avoid letting Will see them.

[kmgkmg]

BACK TO US - 03. WATER DAY

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Soonyoung clears his throat before belatedly starting the meeting, “Water day! Wonderful leaders, sign up for the activity that you’re most willing to facilitate after lunch.” 

After a few more reminders and check-ins he sat back down next to Hansol. You’re never one to be in much of a rush, so you went to the end of the line, prepared to fill in whichever remaining slot. As you walked up to the sign up sheet, your face immediately soured. Canoe Rowing - Joshua Hong. 

Looking in Soonyoung’s direction, you put on your best pitiful expression to quickly change activities but he was nowhere to be seen. Joshua and Hansol were talking by the bagel bar which means Joshua still hadn’t realized your pairing yet. Yet. Soonyoung’s voice boomed from outside and once you looked out the window, you realized you were doomed. Soonyoung and another leader were picking teams for a game of water volleyball. Soonyoung’s excited self asking the kids to show off their skills to make them worthy of his recruitment. 

Besides very brief interactions with him, this would be the first time you talked to Joshua for an extended amount of time since you were highschoolers. The time when you walked home from school together everyday. The time when his mom memorized your favorite foods and would invite you over for dinner spontaneously. The time when you would sing along to songs that he was learning on his guitar. The time when you knew what the other was feeling from the slightest change in their body language. 

“We’re leading the canoe rowing together,” You inform him plainly. His blank expression to your statement helps in getting you out of your head with the previous memories playing through it. 

He pauses for a few seconds, “...Alright.”

Soon after, the two of you were walking on the dock, campers in tow. Twenty minutes were spent going over the basics and emphasizing the importance of maintaining balance on the canoe while in the water. Once all the kids took off, you and Joshua finally got into your canoe. Your foot slips on the seat as you get into the canoe, resulting in your arms flailing as you try to stand up straight again. Joshua reaches out to help you out of instinct, but you fail to notice his attempt to assist. He awkwardly brushes both hands on his jeans, sitting down and causing the canoe to become even more unstable. 

“Are you trying to make me fall, idiot?” You seethe. 

A collection of ‘oohs’ can be heard from the campers as Joshua glares at you. 

The moment that the campers in your group are out of earshot Joshua groans, “I never understood your high maintenance.” 

You stop rowing with him, “High maintenance because I lost my footing for a second? Well, why were we best friends for our entire childhood then?”

“Beats me,” He shrugs and continues to row.

“Are you going to stay on your phone or help me?” Joshua grunts, making you finally put your phone down. 

“You know saying please wouldn’t kill you, Joshua.” 

“In your dreams, Y/N.” 

You both sat in a heavy silence, watching the campers ahead of you giggle and have fun. Although you were hostile with one another, you couldn’t help but smile at seeing the campers happy. Both of you admired them before Joshua’s scream tore your gaze away from the occupied canoes ahead of you.

“Wasp! Wasp!” He points, standing up and trying to bat the bug away.

Water flows into the canoe as you pleaded with Joshua to calm down, “It won’t sting you if you stay calm! Just sit back down!”

“Say that when it buzzes close to your ear, Y/N!”

Your bickering continues as campers laugh at the level of childishness that rivaled theirs. The wasp circles around Joshua, causing him to move to your side of the canoe. His move was the tipping point, water flooded the canoe’s interior and as the wasp flew near the two of you, Joshua dragged you into the lake with him. 

The cold sensation of the water shocks you as you submerge. You're left gasping for air as your head resurfaces.

“You can stand in this water, it’s not that deep,” Joshua lifts you by the waist, helping you overcome the initial shock of falling into the water. 

Catching your breath, you grab the canoe and flip it right side up again. You were soaked. Thankfully, the sun was shining down on you, providing warmth for your freezing body. 

���I hate you.” You snapped at the person who caused you to fall in.

“Hate you more.” Joshua retorted, walking to shore behind you.

a/n: is it an oar? is it a paddle? the world may never know...

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[enam3l]

rockstar eddie munson thinks any music is good music if it makes you happy

a little follow up ficlet / headcanons from the ask i got about what bands rockstar eddie likes to see and hang with. you can see all my rockstar eddie munson posts here to make sure you're up to date on all the lore 😭

Eddie fucking loves having the money and connections to take you to any gig you like. He doesn't care that he might not like the band or know the songs. But his heart flutters watching you mouth the words to your favourite songs. His knees go a little weak when you dance around him as if you're in your kitchen and not in a crowd. He can't help but smile when he sees you grinning whilst you take in the performance.

Festivals are a favourite holiday for you both. Together in the camper van or yurt or whatever crazy place you've ended up sleeping in, you carefully analyse the schedule. Each of you having a highlighter and choosing who you want to see each day. Then the dungeon master in Eddie comes out so he can organise your path for the day.

He loves how you both gradually get tipsy throughout the day, stumbling around the festival site arm in arm, talking about who you're excited to see. He can never believe the look of pride you get in your face when someone recognises him and you always offer to take their picture and miraculously always have a marker on you so fans can get an autograph.

Your heart soars watching him go wild to his favourite bands, living out delayed teenage years from when he never had the money to go to gigs. You hold his jacket for him and make sure to have a bottle of water to hand for when the set finishes and your man is dripping in sweat and exhausted from getting swept into a pit. He'll usually strip his shirt halfway through and you'll hold that too. When you think he's having fun lost in the crowd somewhere, he's really looking back at you. Grinning with heart eyes at you as you scan the crowd for him with a warm look in your eyes. Why would he look at the band when he can listen to his favourite songs live whilst staring at your sweet face?

When it comes to watching your favourites, Eddie is pretty sure this is one of his favourite ways of seeing you. Watching you a little wasted and dancing round him, holding his hand and twirling round to songs he's heard you sing to yourself constantly. Your little festival outfits drive him crazy, your fur coats and wellies with your knees a little muddy from splashing around. Eddie wonders if a heart can burst because when your favourite slow or sad songs are played you'll come back to him, press against him and let his arms wrap around you. He feels the tightness of your grip on his hands and can sometimes see a tear in your eyes as you away together. He feels honoured to be included in this vulnerable private world you get lost in when you hear these songs. Letting his face bury into your hair to press kisses, he can hear you whispering along the words.

The traditions didn't end when you became parents. Festivals simply became a family holiday. He didn't care as people whispered 'Isn't he that rockstar Eddie Munson?' as they watched you all holding hands, dancing around wildly in a circle. He wore the glitter his daughters put on his face with pride and would get matching face paint with them if they asked. If you look hard enough, there's a video interview with him being asked about his favourite bands at the festival this year, he talks totally normally as if he doesn't have butterfly wings painted on each side of his eye. Whenever Corroded Coffin plays festivals, it's hard to focus on the crowd when he can see you and the kids back stage with homemade banners saying 'MY DADS ON GUITAR'. He prays the cameras can't catch the blush on his cheeks when he spots your T-shirt that reads 'THE GUITARIST IS SLEEPING IN MY BED TONIGHT.' His favourite part of the festivals though is how you, him and your three girls all curl up together to stay warm in the camping bed.

No matter who the pair of you go and watch live though, Eddie crumbles in your arms when you kiss his cheek to thank him for the tickets and whisper in his ear 'I still can't believe I got to marry my crush from my favourite band.' Even though you say it every single time.

[cabinofimagines]

cozy party —(Jason Grace xGN!Reader)

A/N: My newborn nephew owns my life rn but I was able to write a blurb(?) for the white boi of the month and since it’s 4th of July it still counts as Jason’s birthday he is THE american boy -Danny

Warnings: Spoilers for the BIg Fish movie and playful death threats (affectionate)

Words: 590

“Alright, yeah man no problem, I’ll see you this friday...” you hear Jason’s voice coming from the hallway as he approaches the living room. “Tell Festus I say hi... see ya!”

He hangs up and you look up as he circles the couch, a content grin on his face. “Leo says hi.”

“Was he upset because you didn’t throw a party this year?” You ask, making room for him to sit.

“Nah, we’ll see him anyway in a few days,” Jason shrugs, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “He called to wish me a happy birthday—his moms were singing the birthday song in the background and Georgie was screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs.”

“That’s cute,” you chuckle, snuggling closer to your boyfriend. “So. Scary movie, musical, or action film?”

Jason tilts his head and sighs. This is a big decision. “Let’s watch Big Fish.”

“Big Fish?” You ask with amusement. “The one with Ewan McGregor?”

“Yes,” he smiles, already seizing the remote. “Great movie for a birthday.”

“Because the dad dies in the end?”

Jason laughs, maybe a bit too loudly. He shakes his head in half a grimace. “You’re gonna get yourself killed.”

“No, no, I know why you like it!” You continue with the same smirk. “Is it because the dad is also a pathological liar? You relate to that a lot, right?”

The young man snorts. “Again with that... I already told you I’m not lying!”

“And I’m telling you it’s really hard to believe you defeated a Titan when you were what, fifteen?” You lower your voice teasingly. “It’s okay, Jason, it’s just you and me— tell me the truth already, did you made that whole thing up?”

“I was surrounded by other campers!” He laughs in disbelief.

“Well, the mist is a thing, right?”

Jason grabs a cushion and hits your face with it. “Get out. I’m watching this movie alone.”

You push the cushion away laughing, Jason’s eyes are glued to the tv screen but there’s a small grin on his face that he’s trying to hide. You sit up and lean your chin on his shoulder, hoping it looks cute. “Alright I’ll stop. Just because it’s your birthday.”

Jason gives you a sideways glance. “Uh-huh.”

“I mean it.”

“Okay.”

You fight back a grin as you talk, voice trembling with amusement. “You can trust me, just because I’m dating a mythomaniac doesn’t mean I’m one of them!”

Jason tries to attack you with tickles and you squirm out of reach, laughing uncontrollably as you move to the opposite end of the couch. He towers over you and traps you against the armrest.

“Do you think it’s too late for me to break up with you and move to Leo’s place?” He asks humorously.

“A little bit, yeah,” you grin.

Jason wraps his arms around you, letting his body rest on top of yours. He sighs dramatically. “What if I just suffocate you right now?”

“You know, Jason, just because it’s your birthday doesn’t mean I’ll let your death threats slide.”

“You’re no fun.”

“Uh-huh,” you chuckle. “Shut up and play your movie.”

“Can’t move,” he says holding you tighter. “You do it.”

You struggle to reach the remote but you manage to grab a hold of it in the end, pressing play and laying back with Jason still resting on top of you. One of your hands find its way to his hair and starts running through it lovingly. 

“Did you have a good day?”

“It’s not over yet,” he says quietly, leaning into your touch. “But yeah, I did. Thank you.”

“No problem,” you smile down at him, kissing the top of his head. “Love you.”

“Love you more.”

[nancypullen]

Another Sunday

Oh my goodness, how long has it been? My weeks are a blur. Not even fun blurs. But I refuse to use this space to complain. Let's talk about what's GOOD.

That's right, I've stolen some time to play in the dirt. Hallelujah! I worked a long week last week and then spent Saturday doing a community outreach gig for the library, but today I played. It's so good for my soul.

The zinnia seeds I scattered a week or so ago have germinated and I'm seeing tiny green promises.

Behind the zinnias I popped some sunflowers seeds into the ground and one has already broken through.

Yippee! I'm so excited. Of course, I've also spotted a curious bunny in the yard, and a family of groundhogs has moved in next door. They'd better stay away from my tender young plants. In other blooming news, the clematis I planted last spring came back and is already climbing the porch railing. Isn't she lovely?

I hope she covers us in blooms. I've put a planter on one side of the front steps. IT's got a tumble of flowers that will eventually fill in, and smack dab in the middle is rosemary that will get tall and woody.

Rosemary should be planted by a garden gate, but I don't have a garden gate. The front door will have to do. I'll certainly enjoy using that rosemary in summer dishes.

I purchased a wonderful rolling raised bed and put basil and dill in it, surrounded by marigolds, of course - nature's pest repellant. I can keep my eye on it from the kitchen and run out and pluck what I need for dinner.

I know, I know, that patchy grass is a nightmare. We had a serious mole issue and we're on the mend. We'll have a beautiful lawn again in no time. I'm manifesting it. My spirits lift when things around me are growing. Even better, when working the dirt results in beautiful, bright colors - delightful! My little lilac bush has a bloom, my hydrangea is filling out, and the tiny Zepherine climbing rose has tripled in size and is reaching for the porch. Beauty, beauty, beauty everywhere. That's my goal. Brace yourself for an abundance of flower photos this summer. In other news, you know I've been scouring the info on this year's Kentucky Derby field. Imagine my excitement when I saw a horse named Seize the Gray. I'm not sure he'll make the cut, but if he does that may be where I put my money. I also like the looks of Resilience. If that hasn't been a theme in my life, I don't know what has. Then there's Forever Young, which reminds me of a favorite Rod Stewart song. Choices, choices. I only have a few days to decide where to lose my cash. I won't be doing a Derby Day spread because we'll be going over the bridge on Saturday to play with Little Miss while her parents enjoy some time together. Jamie's birthday is mid-week, but we'll celebrate on Saturday. They can go have some free time, then we'll do dinner, cake, and presents. Low key, but lots of love. A winning horse would be icing on the cake. I need to wrap this up, I'm in the middle of creating cardboard pine trees for a display at work. They'll be in the children's room along with a tent and a sign that says "Readers are happy campers." Getting these dang trees to stand upright has taken some time. Turns out I'm an artist, not an engineer. I think I've got it conquered, now just a few dabs of paint and they'll be good to go. Success! I know this has been a boring post, but I felt the need to post something. I miss this little blog. I've been talking to you through this space since July of 2007. There's been a lot of life lived between then and now. Thank you for sharing it with me. I feel like there's a lot of interesting life ahead, too. There's something big on the horizon, I don't know what yet, but my gut tells me that there is. I hope it's something wonderful. On that note, I'll sign off, wishing wonderful things for you as well. What is meant for us will find us, don't you think? We just need to keep our hearts open to possibilities. So put out a welcome mat for good things to come, be ready for happiness. Sending out lots of love, take what you need and pass it on. Stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy

[theretirementstory]

28/07/2024. Bonjour à tous, am I glad to see the weekend, when I can relax! I was at Paris on Monday, Troyes to see the cardiologist on Wednesday and for a transfusion at Troyes on Thursday afternoon. There were two pieces of good news, no lymphoma in my bone marrow 😁 and I don’t have to see the cardiologist again until next year 😁😁. Everything else is still the same but the doctor did say it was too early for the new treatment to be effective.

This coming week it’s another three days of hospital visits, two of which are to Paris! Not only will I have transfusions on Monday but I will also be having my third round of treatment. Hope they give me a bed as I think I will be snoozing a lot of the time.

A young driver took me for my appointment on Wednesday (he’s about 25 years old), he always plays great tracks in the taxi, Supertramp, that sort of thing. Well he only played this song: “Come And Get Your Love” by Redbone. As I quietly sang along I wondered what year it was released, thinking to myself not that far back really. It was released in 1974, that nearly blew my socks off! Have a listen to it, it’s stuck in my head now. My second song for this music spot was one I could hear playing in the background of the Olympic Opening Ceremony, it was from the Europop section and although the commentator was talking all over it, I was still transported to holidays and particularly discos. The year this song was released was 1980, it’s “Spacer” by Sheila & B Devotion.

I asked Monique to do the bulk of my shopping and Anie bought my fruit and vegetables. Anie has also been and collected my prescription. It’s great to have such good friends and I was happy to have lots of tasty food. I hope my body appreciated the fish/chicken/vegetables and fruit I have been feeding it 😂.

Oh my goodness I took the plunge and messaged my cleaning lady to see if she had a couple of hours free. Horror of horrors she didn’t and also said that she was having health problems of her own. Now what am I going to do? Accept the offer from Monique or see if my friends know any other person. I have already mentioned it to Anie.

I must just rectify an omission from last weeks blog, “The Trainee Solicitor” sat an exam at the course he did at the University. He said at the time he hoped he had done enough to pass it and he obviously had! Great result passing the exam, just checks to be made and then he will be a fully fledged Solicitor. I remember my godmother telling me it was years of hard work to attain that position and he has put in the time and effort. Well done that man!

“The Recovery Coordinator” started her working week with a severe migraine! Not a good way to start, then she had a couple of nightmarish days at work, that doesn’t help either. After spending some time with my grandchildren and their Daddy this weekend she was going to catch up with the Olympics. It’s the F1 from Spa-Francorchamps today, a circuit I would have liked to visit. Don’t think it’s on free to view tv so for me it will be the Olympics (once I have prepared myself for tomorrow).

“The Photographer” has had his children for one week of their summer holidays. My granddaughter attended a football day, she gave it a thumbs up but when asked if she wanted to go the following day she said no. They attended a local football match (grandson included) both wore ear defenders as the last time she went to a match she wanted to leave as it was too noisy. Fingers crossed they are having four nights in a camper van this week, it is greatly anticipated by the three of them and I think it will be a memorable experience.

“The Traînée Solicitor” was pleased to hear my health news as it means that he can come out and visit me. I did say that he has to be careful hugging me as I am only fragile now, hopefully he will remember that 😉. I am really excited about seeing him too, it’s been over a year. I had hoped to be visiting him but as we all know, life has a habit of throwing a curved ball occasionally.

The photographs this week are of a champagne village which has at its heart an amusement park, Nigloland.

My garden is very neglected but I am unable to get out there and sort it out. Looking back at photos of previous years it looked so lovely and I am hoping that it will again.

The car has only been moved out of the garage once in the last goodness knows how many months. I would like to bring it out today but as it is more than two days since my last transfusion I had better leave it until I get back from Paris on Tuesday.

I have finished crocheting the blanket, I think it will do for a new baby and as a pram blanket (do people still buy prams?)

I am having a clear out of bedding, and clothes that no longer fit me. I think I will let go of some jumpers and t shirts too. I bought a few new clothes last year but they too are too big for me now. I really need some new shoes but will have to wait for those I think.

As it is a busy day for me, I think I had better make a start!

Have a good week until next week 😁.

[bobateaenthusisast]

Lovely

Tommy Slater x Chubby!Fem reader

WORD COUNT:

WARNINGS: blood, flashbacks.

REQUESTED BY: @peacefultimes

Color War is today.

Tommy and I finished cleaning the outhouses while the campers collect shirts for the team they're in, blue for Shadyside and red for Sunnyvale.

We're Shadysiders, of course, so Tommy and i are gona be helpin out team blue.

I went to camp to collect a shirt, and found the shirt that fits me perfecty. "Yes!" I cheered in my head, and quickly put it on.

"You look like lovely, Y/N." A voice came up from behind me making me jump a little.

I turned around to see who it to see who it is, it's Tommy , my boyfriend.

I love Tommy with my whole heart, he's like an angel sent from heaven, he'll do anything do trear you right.

Flattered by the ccompliment that came from him, I reply "Thank you, babe, you look lovely too!"

"No, you!" He said, laughing.

We kept on laughing, then I break the heartfelt laughter by kissing him on the lips, not for too long, of course, but a kiss that shows how much I love him.

Carry On My Wayward Son, a song that I really like, starts to play on the speakers, meaning Color War is starting soon.

"We gotta hurnys excitedly, he and I qucikly walked towards team blue.

Those were the last and happy times that I had with Tommy.

The last time I'd seen him was him covered in blood and chasing me with an axe.

That wasn't the Tommy I knew, it was someone else.

Tommy would never hurt someone he loves, not even kill them.

What made him snap that the decided to go on a killing spree and killed the campers, even my friends Cindy and Alice, he even tried to kill Ziggy too!

And even me.

It's been 16 years, the date is Oct 2nd, 1994, I'm pretty much over it now.

Turning on the TV was a bad idea, because the news was showing that another massacre happened, at the Grab and Bag.

First Shadyside mall, now this.

It brought back all the bad memories of that night, so I quickly turned off the TV and started to break down.

It brought back all of the bad memories, where Tommy Slater, my sweet boyfriend, turned what was supposed to be a summer night of fun into bloodshed.

But then I remember him saying all the sweet things he said to me, especially him calling me lovely, I break down in tears even more because I miss him.

I wish I could say that he was lovely back

AUTHORS NOTE: I will be no longer be taking requests this time, but I'd like to thank @peacefultimes for the request!

[imsparky2002]

Halloween Fun: Part 6

The entire class screamed as GhostRose rushed over to snuggle her slasher girlfriend. They nuzzled each other, giving little mask head bumps as the new girl turned around. Upon getting a closer look, most could see how similar she looked to Juleka Couffaine. There were some differences, she looked a tad bit taller and a tiny bit heavier, although the scarers had simply given her small pads to wear under her clothing, and taller shoes. Her eyes were a tad more red, which was done by giving her contacts. Still, the thing that seperated her from Couffaine was how... unnerving she acted. The girl bounced back and forth, her eyes were extremely wide as she gleefully stared at all her new “friends”.

“Hiiiii, everybody! I’m Juleka Voorhees, but you can call me JV! Did I scaaaare ya?” she asked in a sing-song voice, before giggling as if she were a child. Even her voice, Marinette noted, was off. The deep and raspy voice and terrifying build contrasted with her childlike personality. The class couldn’t even respond, merely nodding their heads in confirmation. JV just turned to her teacher, gasping with joy at a sudden realization.

“Are you a spoooky ghost?” she asked, tilting her head. Miss Boostier woooed happily. “Of cooourse, my darling! You like spooooky thiiinnngs?” she wailed. JV nodded her head with joy. “Uh huh! I like playing scary games with people, and I always win. Hide and Seek is my favorite.” she gushed. Her wording made Marinette feel a shiver down her spine.

“My brother helps me with games all the time.” This really got Marinette interested. “Brother?” she asked. JV nodded again. “Yep! He used to be human like me, and he’d do little games for demons. He loved the Devil. Now he’s a demon and it’s awesome!”

“Hooowww woonderfulll!” Miss Boostier cooed. “I can't wait for you to meet my brother. Maestro's gonna be so happy!“ JV squealed. “Ooooo! I’m sure heee willll! Nooow, how about you tell the class aboouuut yourself?” Boostier asked.

“Well, I was a born a while ago, and my mama named me Juleka! She liked the name the lady next to us used. I think her name was Anarka. I loved to play games, but when I got bigger, they said there was something…wrong with me. So Momma sent me away.” JV said, looking sad and staring down at the floor. She was quickly comforted by her lovely GhostRose, who stroked her mask.

“They’re a match made in hell, aren’t they.” Alix whispered to Mylene. This angered JV, who gave her a rageful glare. “I don’t like it when people make fun of my Ghosty.” she growled. The spectral instructor glided over to Alix, glowing once again as sounds of thunder roared outside. “Now, Aliiiixxxx, remember what I tooold Chloeeee? We need to beee considerate of ouuur guestssss.” she warned. Alix gulped and nodded in understanding.

“Alright, alright! I'm sorry, Miss Boostier.” She promised, before getting an idea. “Ooh, at some point, could you haunt my brother? You'd give him a real fright.” she said. Miss Boostier became calm once again. “Splendid ideeeaaa! Noooow, JV, would youuu like tooo contiiinnuee?” JV grinned and talked about her time at camp.

“I liked it at the camp, the people there screamed a looottt. I got to play with SO many people. But the best day was when I met my Ghosty! Then things got even MORE fun!” she said, clapping her hands.

“I had finally found my lovely robe and mask that they had confiscated,” GhostRose added. “Along with some of my favorite tools, and had some fun with the campers. One night, I was in my room and I saw the prettiest girl in the world, staring at me, she had such a wonderful mask.” JV grinned bashfully.

“Thaaank you. I liked my spooky sweetie right away, and I knew we’d be together forever and ever! She loved scary and sharp stuff just like meee!” JV giggled, snuggling her Rosie once again.

“So, teach. Want us to get to our seats?” GhostRose asked. “But of cooourse! Take your seeeaatsss, everyoooneee!“ Boostier moaned.

GhostRose and JV took Juleka and Rose’s seats, and gazed lovingly at each other. As Miss Boostier began her bonechilling lesson on the history of Halloween, she made sure to add references and jokes to the fact that she’s a spectre. What was also odd was that the guests answered every question seriously, albeit in their own sadistic style of answer. Marinette was unnerved like everyone else, but felt confused at the same time. She decided to whisper to Tikki. “Hey, did you slip something in my OJ this morning?” she asked. The kwami shook her head in bafflement. “No, Marinette. This is all real. Do you think an akuma is behind all of this?” Tikki asked. Marinette scoffed at that, and gave a little chuckle. “Nah. Hawk Moth isn’t this creative. I mean, I’ve met dead ancestors, time travelers, and you. Anything’s possible.” she admitted.

Meanwhile, Adrien was whispering to Plagg. “Hey, did Bunnyx accidentally alter the timeline.” he asked. The mischievous kwami shook his head. “Not that I know of, kid! She woulda stepped in by now, dont’cha think?” Plagg replied.

“Hmm... good point. Hey, how come I don't feel like I'm in danger?” Adrien questioned. Usually my Miraculous instincts kick in around now.” Plagg shrugged his shoulders. “Don’t know, maybe it’s some Halloween thing? All this spookiness is throwing off your radar!” Plagg guessed. Adrien nodded, even if he was unsure.

“Yeah... maybe.”

JV’s left camp, and she’s gonna kill it on Halloween! I loved writing JV as this psychopathic gothic lesbian with a childish way of talking and a love for her precious GhostRose! The next chapter is gonna be a lot bigger as we’ll be seeing how the Fearsome Foursome pull off some scares around the school. As usual thanks to Weeby for helping with dialogue. Make sure to reblog, reply, post and ask to spread the love. @artzychic27 @msweebyness

[incompleteth0ts]

This will be the day that I die

Summary: Chap. 1 Chap. 2 Chap. 3 Chap. 4

FINAL CHAPTER😫😫😫🙏🏽

Notes:

Heads up Jason is on some Simp shit the entirety of this chapter

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Jason loved spending his days with Jackson and Reyna. After Jason had been caught sharing a bunk, Gracie had tried to separate them, but after telling Jackson about the situation, they could get away scot-free.

Even though Reyna was a ‘noob camper’, she was incredibly skilled with blades.

Not as good as Jason, of course, but that was a thought he knew to keep to himself. It was largely in part of her amazing weapons skill that the campers that once steered clear of her began to approach her more openly, asking her questions about her life before camp and where she learned how to fight. It was obvious to Jason and Jackson that any questions about her home life made her uncomfortable, so both boys took it upon themselves to stop the questions before they could start.

Not that she needed the help, but it was worth stepping in to see the way Reyna’s shoulders lowered as she shoulder-checked them for being ‘intrusive’ while pretending that her smile was a grimace.

Jason found sanctuary in his life.

Until it was all ruined.

“War! There will be a war!” Octavian, a small, scrawny, not very well-liked legacy of Apollo, came running into the dining hall holding a golden dagger and the husk of a stuffed bear. He was the new Augur and took his job very seriously.

Some people thought he took it a little too seriously since he was only a legacy, but Jason could admire his working spirit.

Julie stood up from the head table and grabbed the shoulder of the frantic Praetor.

“Octavian, what are you talking about?”

“I saw it, Julie. There's going to be a war! The Titans they'll rise from their earth prison and reclaim the mountains! Julie, we have to start preparing!”

Julie shared an uncomfortable glance with Tyler. Octavian was behaving too hysterically for them to play this off as something insignificant.

“Octavian, did you see when? Was there a time frame that we had to prepare ourselves for what's to come?”

Tyler was standing behind Octavian, encouraging him to take a seat before his bony knees gave out from underneath him.

“No, but I've been seeing the number sixteen a lot,” Octavian grabbed Tyler's full half-empty glass of water and downed it in one go. “I've also been watching. “I’ve also been seeing 0, 8, 18.”

“0, 8, 18, and 16, it’s possible that those numbers make up a date or time. I want you to write those numbers and anything else you think could be of importance and bring it to mine and Julie’s office.”

“Yes, praetor!” Octavian gave a solute to Julie and Tyler before running out of the mess hall and back towards the temples.

“Jackson, I want you and Jason to increase the intensity of training. If what Octainian says is true, then we’ll need to start preparing for a war that we better win.”

“Yes, praetor.” Jason and Jackson finished their breakfast and headed down to the Colosseum for morning training.

By the time Jackson and Jason finished up with the modified morning training, Jason's arms were stiff and difficult to move. Training before was no walk in the park, but they were training to fight against a Titan, not a man.

Next to Jason sat an old radio that Jackson liked to bring into the Colosseum when teaching classes. He said the music helped the demigods get pumped up for death and destruction. Julie said it was just an excuse not to throw the damn relic away.

Cranking it on Jason flipped through the few stations until he could find something that wasn't static.

“A long, long time ago, I can still remember// How that music used to make me smile// And I knew if I had my chance// That I could make those people dance// And maybe they'd be happy for a while.”

Jason tapped and hummed along to the lyrics. It was one of his favorite songs; he used to ask the Apollo kids at camp to play it for him during parties.

“You like Don McLean?”

Reyna passed Jason a cold bottle of water from the portable cooler that was hidden in the only shady part of the stadium.

“Just one song.”

The sun beat down Reyna's back, highlighting her best features and the deep slope of her nose left long shadows across her face. Despite the rapid rise and fall of her chest and the amount of sweat watering, the grass underneath her a wide smile pulled her face in two.

She was gorgeous, and he could only imagine how much more beautiful she'd get once in battle.

“Way to break a sweat out there, Jason. I don't think I've ever seen you so winded.”

“You're one to talk to Reyna; keep this up, and New Rome's gonna have a new lake.”

Reyna punched Jason in the shoulder, but the act was harmless. Her arms were shaking just as badly as his like water on a jackhammer.

“Sit down, Reyna. You look ready to fall over and bite the dust.” Jason patted the spot beside him. Reyna, like she had been waiting for an invitation slumped down in her seat.

“I think we should go to town after this. What do you think, Reyna?”

Reyna turned to look at Jason with open curiosity. “Why would we do that?”

“By now, Julie and Tyler have begun warning people of what's bound to happen at camp. I want to see how they're handling the news.”

Reyna stared at Jason as if the thought of him caring about the people in New Rome was a completely foreign concept.

Reyna smiled when she seemingly found whatever it was she was searching for.

“You just want to hope, Mr. Lancelot will slip you a brownie for working so hard to protect the camp.”

Jason also began to smile. Their faces were so close together that he was sure they could count each other's teeth.

“You know me so well.”

The camp was in high tension. The possibility of war hung heavy over the hearts and minds of the citizens of New Rome and Camp Jupiter.

Jason and Reyna spent most of their days training and running through quests. On rare days, they had time to themselves, they walked through town going to shops and bakeries, or they stayed holed up in their cabins talking about any new information given out by Octavian.

Four years go by before the battle hits. The first attack happened in the middle of August. A giant boulder, the size of a shed, hit the Colosseum.

“Romans! Prepare for battle!” Julie and Tyler raced over the Tiber on the backs of their unicorns.

“Come one, Jason, this is your time to show everyone the true power of Jupiter.” Jackson and Reyna worked together to blow the battle horns as Jason flew head-first into battle.

New Rome will not fall, and they will not go quietly.

The battle lasted three days and three nights. The Titans were armed with creatures of old and new, forgotten, and anticipated.

Jason clenched and unclenched his fist as he waited for the medic to finish, stitching up his arm. He was anxious to get back into battle and didn’t want to waste any more time.

Julie, Jackson, and Tyler have already died.

He wanted to rejoin the battle before Reyna joined them.

“There you go, Mr. Grace, how does that feel?” Jason rotated his arms and went through the motion of swinging a sword. There was barely even a tug from where the skin mended back together.

“It’s good. Thank you for the help, Dr. Drew.”

The doctor began packing back up her medical supplies to begin looking for the next patient who needed reassembling.

“Of course, New Rome can’t have its best soldier dying of an infection now, can we?” Dr. Drew handed Jason a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water, which he politely declined. The doctor frowned as if she was worried he’d do that. “Look Mr. Grace, as your doctor, I think it’s best that you stay out of the battle until the showdown,” Jason’s eyes widened at the order. Dr. Drew raised her hand and silenced Jason before he could interrupt. “Your nerves are severely fried, Mr. Grace, you should be in an excruciating amount of pain right now, but you’re not, which is concerning. I’m not saying to never fight again, but right now, the best thing you can do is sleep in until tomorrow.”

The doctor turned around and walked out of the medical tent before Jason could complain, ending the discussion.

“I mean it, Jason Grace, if you're wise you’ll listen.”

Jason was left to the silence of his thoughts. While he wanted to get up and rejoin the fray, he knew she had a point. There was no point in Jason getting himself killed due to his ignorance when he could do it later on for a good cause.

Jason kicked his pillow and blanket off the bed, wishing Dr. Drew had the foresight to bring his bonnet with her before falling asleep.

When Jason woke up, it was dark outside, and Reyna was in bed with him. Relief swam in his heart; he was so happy to see that Reyna lived to see another day Jason didn’t think he’d be able to handle burning Reyna’s shroud.

“Reyna, are you okay?” He tried to roll on his side to get a better look at her face. Reyna’s eyes lazily blinked awake. Jason almost felt bad for waking her up, but he was too worried for her to care. Just because she looked fine physically, it didn’t mean she wasn’t injured in other ways.

“Jason? What’s wrong?” Reyna tried to sit up, but Jason urged her back down.

“Nothing Reyna, nothing’s wrong. I was just making sure you’re doing well. How's everybody else?”

“There have been a lot of injuries, but no one died today, which is good,” It was good, over the past two days there have been over three hundred deaths and there are people still in the med bay who have a chance of dying even outside the battle. “Gracie lost her arm earlier. You should have seen it; a harpy with a sword swooped down and cut it off. And you know what she did?”

“Tell me.”

Reyna rolled over, so she was hovering over Jason’s body. This time, he didn’t roll her back over. “Gracie Cassidy Boone picked up her arm and used it to knock the harpy out of the sky!”

Jason felt his jaw drop. He’s always known his Centurion was a ‘tough cookie’, but that was something else.

“I’m pretty sure one of the Apollo kids is planning to paint the scene if you want a print of it.”

“I’ll make sure to file in an order tomorrow. Who knows? I might ask Krios if he wants a copy.”

Jason mentally punched himself in the face after mentioning the Titan. It was decided from the beginning that Jason would be leading the final battle against the Titan Krios on Mount Othrys. That didn’t mean Reyna liked the plan; neither of them was, but it was necessary for their victory.

Reyna balanced herself on an elbow and pinched at the top of his head. “Sorry, your bonnet was falling off.”

“You grabbed it for me?”

Reyna rolled her eyes as if she couldn’t believe how simple-minded Jason was outside of a battlefield. “Of course, I grabbed it, I’m the one that has to comb it out when you sleep without it. You were sleeping so soundly that I even managed to braid it.

Jason ran a hand over his head to feel the braids through the silk. Reyna lazily blinked and yawned in Jason’s face. “Shoot, sorry, Jason.”

Jason laughed. He supposed this would work as karma for all the times Jason did the same thing to her. “Go to sleep, Reyna. We have a long day tomorrow.” Jason kissed the crown of Reyna’s head and grabbed the blanket off the floor and under her chin.

Jason counted down the slow inhale and exhale of Reyna’s breath.

They both had a long day tomorrow.

They won.

They. Fucking. Won.

After defeating Krios in hand-to-hand combat, Mount Othrys began to tremble.

“Everybody get off the mountain! It’s going to fall!”

Jason soared through the air, picking up campers who weren't fast enough and throwing them on unicorns and chariots. Jason’s sure the landing wasn’t the most comfortable, but they were a fate better than death.

All around, Jason could hear campers screaming the words that the mountain was falling and everyone needed to evacuate. Monsters that were in the temple when the final battle was happening began to flee for the woods once they realized their master had lost. Jason flew down and killed what he could on his way back to camp. Older members not yet tired from the fight joined him in hunting down the stragglers.

After circling back for another clean round, Jason headed off to the principic.

When Jason landed, the surviving Demigods broke out into cheer. “Jason! Jason! Jason!” The screaming crowd lifted him off his feet and threw him in the air.

“Jason!”

“Reyna!” Mere feet away from him. Jason watched Reyna get the same treatment. Both friends smiled at each other from across the crowd.

“Everyone give it up for Camp Jupiter's new Praetors!”

Wait, what?

The crowd broke into frantic screams as they were carried to the Vic Praetoria, screaming their names. “Jason! Reyna! Jason! Reyna!”

Once they were put down, the campers began to dress them in ceremonial clothes for their promotions.

Jason and Reyna were sweaty and covered in monster dust, but when they looked at each other and stared out at the ecstatic crowd, nothing else even mattered.

The banquet was full of demigods, nature spirits, and lares. Fauns were begging for loose change and playing red pipes to make the surrounding flora dance to the rhythmic strumming of lyres. Reyna sat by his right side back stiff like a wooden log.

“Relax you two; this is your party, after all!”

“Dakota! You lived!”

“Dakota you’re supposed to be in a coma!”

Dakota was wearing a sloppy purple toga and a crooked laurel wreath. After Mount Othrys collapsed, the local nymphs and dryads got to work on crafting enough wreaths for all the surviving soldiers.

“Me? In a coma and risk missing out on this killer party? Fat chance, Reyna, oh sorry, fat chance Praetor Reyna.” Dakota gave a mocking bow that nearly caused him to fall over into the dining table.

“Well, what about you, centurion Dakota? Shouldn’t you be giving out a better example?”

Dakota wrapped an arm around Jason, rubbing the side of his face against his, making a throaty rumble sound that Jason imitated. “I’m not a centurion yet, Jace. still have to wait two weeks,” Dakota held up two fingers and wiggled them like little caterpillars. “So I’m free to be a bad influence if I want.”

“Well go be a bad influence somewhere else then, future centurion.” Reyna stood up from her chair that resembled a throne and gave Dakota a smack on the behind.

“Reyna! So kinky, keep this up, and I'm going to get in bed with you and Jason tonight.” Dakota leaned down to give Reyna a chaste kiss on the cheek which he mirrored on Jason.

“I’ll see you two tomorrow with a bag of my things, so make sure to keep the bed warm for me!” Dakota ran off to go and find his next victim of the night, leaving Jason and Reyna staring after him. Dakota was an odd camper, but that didn’t make Jason or Reyna any less happy that he had survived the war.

Jason felt Reyna slide her hand into Jason’s. “Let’s go and check out that bed. Dakota wants to be warmed up.”

“Reyna! How forward of you.” Jason swung their linked hands back and forth as they walked through the sea of Demigods. Many of them gave nuzzles of congratulations, and some whistled when they saw the conjoined hands.

The night air was cooling to the skin. There was a lingering smoke scent that wafted through the city. Krios’ army had tried to burn half of it down; luckily, the duo condo gifted to Praetors was still intact. Jason listened to the crickets and the cicadas that sang of Lord Apollo’s journey to his sister as she crossed the night sky.

The condo was cold and full of various boxes. Most of them belonged to Tyler; all of Julies had been shipped to close friends and family or sent for donation. Tyler’s family back in Australia was still waiting to get all his worldly possessions shipped.

Reyna let go of Jason’s hand to pick up a frame that had been left on the glass coffee table. It was the momentum of Reyna’s first war game. In the picture, Tyler lifted Reyna onto his shoulders. Reyna had been their key to success that night. Jason, Julie, and Jackson were surrounding the two. Julie had her arms reached out in fear that Reyna would fall.

“They would be proud of us for getting here don’t you think?” Jason put a hand on Reyna’s lower back in comfort. Reyna looked back and shared a sad smile with Jason. The three adults had been like family to them, not having them at the party bummed them both out.

“Yeah,” Reyna wrapped her arms around Jason's neck and held him close. “Tyler would have cried then tried to pin it on Julie.”

Jason held Reyna close to his chest silently agreeing with her, Tyler was known for being sentimental.

“Jason,” Reyna pulled back enough to look up at his face in the moonlight. He looked like a glowing marble statue. “Let’s head to bed. It's getting late. The city won’t rebuild itself.” Neither teen made any sign of moving.

Jason’s heart was torn and the contents inside were spilling out the rips, but Reyna was still cradled inside. Among the shattered glass and the burned furniture, Reyna sat on a throne of gold. Jason couldn’t find the words to express his grievances to Reyna, not even to himself. Jason hadn’t cried since he was three and Jackson wasn’t alive to translate the noise into words, but Reyna seemed to understand anyway. He was so blessed to have her alive.

She allowed Jason to cling to her like a devoted follower. She led him down the hall into the spare room kept open for Jackson. The only signs that this room once belonged to someone were the dark blue bed set that still had his scent on it and the pajamas in the drawer. Whoever was in charge of cleaning out the house must have thought it was all guest supplies.

Jason kept his hands to himself as he and Reyna took off the ceremonial clothes and went through the mahogany draws to find clothes. They would shower and have someone from their cohort pack away all their clothes, most likely Dakota if he wanted to have any chance of bunking.

After the duo got dressed they climbed into Jackson’s old bed facing each other. Reyna pushed a curl of Jason’s head behind his ear. “You forgot your bonnet again.”

”I can get it in the morning.” Jason radiated under Reyna’s hands, thick and scared with calluses. The only thing about her that could be considered ‘ugly’.

“Do you want me to braid it?”

“Reyna it’s fine you’re tired.” Reyna was such a worrisome person. Like she was scared of something going completely wrong underneath her nose.

Reyna hummed and scratched at the nape of Jason’s neck. Jason bared his neck for Reyna, whimpering over the action. Her nails were long and filed to a sharp point that itched pleasantly on Jason's body.

Jason began panting at the first kiss Reyna placed on the apple of his neck. He placed a heavy palm on the dip of her waist and thanked the gods Jackson was a cotton and silk guy. The next kiss was gifted to his jaw with teeth. Jason was sweating through his pajama top and worried about grossing out his other half.

Reyna was a slow kisser. Now that immediate danger was left behind and defeated they could take their time. Why rush blindly into the future when they could walk to the picket fence?

Reyna tasted like the banquet. Like spices and herbs that Jason couldn’t pronounce and something that once tasted like home. Like tropical fruits and wild ambitions. The taste of her tongue, the feeling of her claws, and the musk of his now-dead senior was overwhelming. He fit herself in all his groves and meshed him in hers. Reyna pulled Jason so he’d balanced above him, his arms shook from exertion, but he’d do it for Reyna.

“Jason you’re crying,” Jason whined when Reyna separated from him. Wiping Jason’s face with her thumb she held up a lone tear to the moonlight. “You’re crying, pup.”

Jason rolled just as his arms lost all strength.

He’s really happy that Jackson was a silk and cotton man.

Jason woke up on a bus. The vehicle was cramped and full of screaming teenagers and pissed-off teachers.

A gorgeous girl was sitting beside him who claimed to know him. Jason wasn’t listening to much of what she was saying. She was attractive in a messy way like it personally offended her to be as radiant as she was. She looked indigenous but in a Hollywood fashion. The kind of girl you’d see characterized as a racist tribal queen. In the seat, in front of him was a Latino elf. The small boy pulled out a handful of pipe cleaners and began to bend and break them. He was like one of Santa’s little helpers if Santa lived in the South.

Jason almost felt bad telling them that he didn’t have the slightest clue who they were and if he was being honest he didn’t even know who he was.

Jason prayed that his sense of self would come back soon.

Jason wished his sense of self had never come back. Regaining his memories had been one of the most painful things he’d ever experienced. Jason spent the trip to Camp Jupiter grieving. Grieving for the life he once had before, Juno had taken him from his home and inserted him inside another. Sparks flew off his body and onto the covers of his cabin bed, he’s lucky Leo and Annabeth had the foresight to sparkproof his room before sailing off.

Jason wiped the sweat off his hands against his head before scowling and wiping the rest on his jeans.

He was still pissed off that Juno had taken it upon herself to shave off his hair. He wondered if Reyna would even be able to recognize him with such a generic haircut.

Reyna.

Gods above and below Jason could only imagine how pissed off Reyna was at him for disappearing on her like that. He prayed that Leo’s message would reach her before their ship did, but stopped praying when he remembered that he was supposed to be mad at the gods.

Directly below the ship, nestled at the edge of the lake, the city of New Rome gleamed in the sunlight. Jason recognized landmarks he had once forgotten about—the hippodrome, the coliseum, the temples and parks, the neighborhood of Seven Hills with its winding streets, colorful villas, and flowering gardens.

The camp still showed signs of battle, but despite the scarring of the land, Jason was just happy to be back home. Not even Terminus was able to step on his lightening mood.

Hovering over home soil was one of the most nerve-wracking things Jason has found himself doing, even more nerve-wracking than meeting Annabeth for the first time or talking back to Coach Hedge.

Jason faintly comprehended the sound of Leo introducing himself as a non-threat to the camp, though Jason highly doubted anyone saw him as a threat personally, as he tried to put the ship into a full midair stop without landing on any civilians. Jason started to wish they had let Annabeth drive.

The rope ladder of the Argo II extended to the grassy field. Annabeth was the first one off, sprinting into the crowd.

In front of Annabeth, the demigods made way for a girl in full Roman armor and a purple cape. Dark hair tumbled across her shoulders. Her eyes were as black as obsidian.

Reyna.

Even without his memory, he would have easily singled her out as the leader. Medals decorated her armor. She carried herself with such confidence the other demigods backed away and averted their gaze.

Jason saw her his breath caught in his chest at the sight of her. She was radiant like a Goddess of war.

The two women assessed each other. Jason, Piper, and Leo ran after Annabeth planning on stepping in if the situation got messy.

Jason could hear the crowd break out in murmurs when they saw him. What was most upsetting though were the comments on how short his hair had gotten over the months he's been gone. It's not like he wanted this.

Reyna straightened with apparent reluctance, she turned toward Jason. “Jason Grace, my former colleague…” She spoke the word colleague like it was a dangerous thing. “I welcome you home. And these, your friends—”

Despite the obvious less-than-welcome gazes that the campers were giving her, Annabeth charged inside the crowd toward her missing boyfriend once she caught his gaze.

The couple embraced in a desperate kiss that spoke volumes of how much they missed each other.

Jason couldn't blame Annabeth for moving so carelessly because fate knew how badly Jason wanted to take Reyna into his arms. He had so much to share, he wanted to tell her he missed him, tell her of his apparent Greek sister who was a Hunter of Artemis.

Jason would have thought the sight of Annabeth reuniting with her missing boyfriend was a cute moment if Annabeth hadn't done the worst thing imaginable.

Attack him.

Annabeth fucking attacked him. She grabbed her boyfriend by the wrist and threw him over her shoulder in a judo flip.

The demigods reached for weapons that weren't there to attack the blonde, but Reyna stepped up to tell the other to stand down before she took an imaginary gladius to the spine.

Jason could feel an aneurysm forming.

Jason cleared his throat once things started winding down again. “So, yeah.… It’s good to be back.”

He introduced Reyna to Piper, who looked a little miffed that she hadn’t gotten to say the lines she’d been practicing, then to Leo, who grinned and flashed a peace sign.

Reyna stared down at Piper's attempt to hold hands. A week ago Jason's heart would have been set alight but now it took him an excruciating amount of mental strength to not start sparking.

“And this is Annabeth,” Jason said. “Uh, normally she doesn’t judo-flip people.”

Reyna’s eyes sparkled briefly. She's always been a fan of strong and highly capable women. “You sure you’re not a Roman, Annabeth? Or an Amazon?”

Annabeth didn’t know if that was a compliment, but she held out her hand. “I only attack my boyfriend like that,” she promised. “Pleased to meet you.”

Reyna clasped her hand firmly. “It seems we have a lot to discuss. Centurions!”

A few of the Roman campers hustled forward—apparently officers. Two kids appeared at Percy’s side, the same ones Jason had seen Percy chumming around with earlier. The burly Asian guy with the buzz cut was about fifteen. He was cute in a sort of oversized-cuddly-panda-bear way. The girl was younger, maybe thirteen, with amber eyes, chocolate skin, and long curly hair. Her cavalry helmet was tucked under her arm.

Their names came slowly to him. Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque. Jason had briefly met them before he was sent away.

They looked weary of Annabeth. Frank moved so he stood just enough in front of Percy that it'd look like he was standing beside him, but Jason recognized the gesture. He didn't trust her. Not even an hour in and Annabeth was quickly becoming the most hated person here.

There was one thing he didn’t understand: what was the girl staring at? She kept frowning in Piper and Leo’s direction, like she recognized one of them and the memory was painful. Meanwhile, Reyna was giving orders to her officers. “…tell the legion to stand down. Dakota, alert the spirits in the kitchen. Tell them to prepare a welcome feast,” Dakota popped up from behind Reyna’s back and waved to Jason ecstatic. It was nice to see him again after so long. “And, Octavian—”

“You’re letting these intruders into the camp?” Octavian elbowed his way forward looking worse for wear. “Reyna, the security risks—”

“We’re not taking them to the camp, Octavian.” Reyna flashed him a stern look. “We’ll eat here, in the forum.”

“Oh, much better,” Octavian grumbled. Octavian was known to not defer to Reyna most days, but his attitude seemed different. Sure Octavian was an asshole more days than not but he was never this troublesome.

"You want us to relax in the shadow of their warship.”

“These are our guests.” Reyna clipped off every word. “We will welcome them, and we will talk to them. As Augur, you should burn an offering to thank the gods for bringing Jason back to us safely.”

“Good idea,” Percy put in. “Go burn your bears, Octavian.”

Reyna looked like she was trying not to smile. “You have my orders. Go.”

Jason decided that he hated Percy. Now that he was looking at the son of Posideon Jason was able to take note of the outfit he was wearing. He was dressed like a Praetor. Like a newly elected praetor.

Jason couldn't wait to get this quest over with.

Nico Di Angelo was an…odd boy. Not that Jason had a problem with him, but the kid was odd.

Despite his cold attitude Jason kinda thought he was cute. Like a fruit bat.

The search for Diocletian's Scepter was awful. If Jason didn't have a vendetta against love gods he did now. Cupid came to them as all shitty wake-up calls do.

His hair was long and dark. He had almond-shaped eyes and a deep Roman nose.

He looked like Reyna.

Listening to Nico force himself to admit to his puppy crush, burned Jason's chest. Even if it was a necessity to retrieve the spector Jason had wished there was a different way to go about things.

During the trek back to the Argo II, Nico tried to avoid Jason's gaze. Jason could only imagine what Nico was feeling right now. Being forced to watch his crush and his girlfriend act like the perfect poster couple then watching him fall to a Greek hell.

He figured he would be coming face-to-face with his Greek hell soon enough. ‘Seven half-bloods shall answer the call, To storm or fire, the world must fall. An oath to keep with the final breath And foes bear arms to the Doors of death.’

Jason wished he had kissed Reyna that one last time.

Leo was dead

Jason felt numb. His best friend was dead. Killed in an explosion of his creation. Fireproof or nobody could survive an explosion as big as Festus. Jason could barely comprehend the sound of Piper's wails of agony.

Jason and Leo may have been friends crafted from false memories, but Piper and Leo had been the real thing.

The remainder of the day went by in a blur. Jason had given up his position as Praetor to Frank so he had to sit amongst the other campers. He was torn between sitting with The Seven, or with the Romans. Jason didn't feel like he belonged with either of them.

Frank looked nervous in his seat next to Reyna. He kept looking at her as if she expected her to snap at his posture, or the amount of sweat he was leaving on the throne.

Reyna fed old utensils to her metal dogs and cooed to them. Her loyal companions seemed happy to have their master back home with them.

Not once did Reyna look up at him.

He wished Juno had never favored him.

The all-boys private school was supposed to be a new start for Jason.

Away from the Greeks away from the Romans as he designed temples for the minor deities but here he was.

Phoebus Apollo, alias, Lester Papadopoulos, chaperone by one Meg McCaffrey.

Jason listened to the mission Apollo had been given with a grimace. It was a relief to hear that Leo had found a loophole in his death and managed to live, Jason couldn’t wait to find him and give him a good punch. Jason felt bad for Apollo and Meg, he really did, it was pretty obvious that Apollo didn’t have half a clue what to do without his godly powers and Meg was only twelve going on four, but Jason wanted no part of his mess, but then Apollo brought up Piper.

Piper and he had broken up on semi-mutual terms. She wanted an actual relationship, he wanted Reyna.

See? Completely mutual.

Jason didn’t like the sound of this Caligula guy, but he couldn’t let Piper go on her own. One of them was destined to die on this quest, and Jason would be damned if he let Piper go when he could have put up a fighting chance.

Piper would see Leo Valdez again even if that meant he never got the chance.

Dying wasn’t as painful as he feared it would be.

Jason felt himself begin to break out of the illusion he was placed under. Jason's vision expanded allowing him to take in the courtroom and his surroundings.

Watching his life flash before his eyes was an exhilarating feeling. How long had Jason been stuck in the past? In the underworld there was no way to tell.

“The court had come to a decision,” Aeacus rose from his throne of stone to stare down at Jason. “I hereby declare Jason Grace, son of Lord Jupiter, to a long life in Elysium, and if he chooses to be reborn for a chance to reach the Isle of the Blessed, may the fates guide his mind and body towards nobleness.”

Minos raised his gavel and whacked it against the sound block.

Jason watched his legs grow weak and shake beneath him.

Elysium. He had made it.

The courthouse doors opened behind him bathing the room in a Golden glow. Before Jason knew what he was doing he had jumped down from the podium and booked it out the door where heaven awaits. He hoped one day his friends would join him.

Not too soon of course.

Notes:

JASON MY LOVE❤️❤️❤️ These last two chapters have been so fun to write, and I had a blast making up new characters 💕

And for anyone wondering why the number Octavian gave were so important, they number made up Percy's 16th birthday🎂

Not to mention, Jason and Reyna were so in love until Juno ruined everything and don't get me started on the hair cut, took the meaning hair holds memories to a whole nother meaning 😒

And as for Jason’s general internal attitude, the thought of Jason lowkey being mean asf but not realizing it is hilarious to me

I'm going to keep shit real with y'all writing This was really therapeutic for me. My baby sis died last month, and I've been really down about it, so doing this has been a good distraction💔

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