#annabcth

[canonfeminine]

　　A CHEERLEADER AND A FOOTBALLER, HOW CLICHÉ!

🏉 . . . Football player! Jason Grace x Cheerleader! Reader

in which: Sports have always brought the two of you guys together.

authors note: y'all should really be thanking pookie @chqsing-annabcth because she's the whole reason you guys keep on getting these cute little fics. anyways, I don't have much to say except for this one is a little shorter than what I would usually do ( cough, cough, writers block ) so hopefully you guys still enjoy.

warnings: literally none

If you were being honest, dating Jason wasn't originally apart of the plan.

It's not like there was anything wrong with the dude, more like the opposite. He was loved by all of the students, teacher, and the lunch ladies, and still found a way to act like he wasn't special. You found it to be really sweet, but so did everybody else. You'd known the dude for longer, and yet you didn't know if you had a chance. Everybody wanted him, and that made you feel a lot more doubtful.

But to your surprise, Jason was the one to ask you out. In a very cheesy, Lin-Manuel Miranda would be proud type way. It went like this: He randomly pulled you aside, gave you a bouquet of flowers and a pair of headphones on your head. What was it playing? Puppy Princess by Hot Freaks. It took you a second to realize what he was implying, but lets just say you were glad he was as cheesy as he was.

Ever since then? it went from everybody loves Jason to everybody loves you and Jason. Sure, some people found the cheerleader and the football player being together was a little stereotypical, but that was the only thing they could say. The two of you were too adorable together for anyone to hate on you guys.

Though, lets set a new scene: The day of your two year anniversary. Jason and the other boys on the Football team have a game today. Not that you minded spending your and Jason's special day on the field, but you wondered what you could do to make the day a little more special. Maybe Jason would take you out after the game? you weren't sure.

But right now you and your fellow cheerleader were doing what normal cheerleaders do: cheer on the players. I mean, that was in the job description. Even though you'd rather not admit it, you were a little tired. You'd been yelling, clapping, and stomping your feet onto the ground for a good few hours now and all you really wanted to do was crash into your bed. But the game was almost over, so the best thing you could do is wait. it would all be over at some point, right?

Well, you may or may not have spaced out for a little too long because by the type you looked around again, your school's student section was cheering. Did you seriously just space out so hard that you missed your school winning? maybe. not that you really cared, though, that just meant you and Jason got to do you thing.

And when I say thing, I don't mean something sexual. I mean one of the drop-dead wholesome things in the world. Instead of celebrating with his teammates, he would always run up to you and hug you. Sometimes, depending on how good the game was, he would even spin you around. It was the type of thing you looked forward to after one of the games.

And like you expected, your sunshine boy of a boyfriend walked up to you: helmet off and a smile on his face. "Hey, Blondie." you joked as he finally got close enough to you to hug you.

"Hi, baby." he mumbled as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. It was an awkward position for him to be in, but he could care less. "Guess how many touchdowns I got." Jason said out of nowhere.

"Mmm.. like, three?" you guessed.

"Six."

"Well, I mean, three Times two is six so technically I was close." You shrugged, causing Jason to laugh. He moved from the position he was original in and wrapped his arms around you waist.

"Oh! happy annv—" before you could finish your sentence, Jason placed a kiss onto your lips and finished it for you.

"Happy anniversary. I would take you out but I'd rather take you home instead." He smiled, the scar on his lip twitching when he did. "Take me home then." you smiled. "and take a shower. the smell is smelling right now."

"You didn't even have to do me like that."

[moonaisle]

All mentors have a way of seeing more of our faults than we would like. It’s the only way we grow -Padme Amidala

[padmeamdala]

❝ Oh, he's cool. Isn't he cool? I'm the Doctor and I'm all cool.                                                                         Oops, I'm wearing sandshoes. ❞

9th day of christmas ❄ for @fierydeans​

[alden-ehrenreich]

                                   we seek the truth from within, not without.

[weirwolves]

Yeah, you better leave.

[aliciavikander]

In times of crisis, the wise build bridges, while the foolish build barriers. We must find a way to look after one another as if we were one single tribe.

[dittoswan]

@femmefatalenet | event eleven | [freyja] through time | love

21st century

In Norse mythology, Freyja is a goddess associated with love, sex, beauty, fertility, gold, seiðr, war, and death.

[miirabel]

annabcth replied to your post “What were your thoughts on Star Wars Resistance? I remember you use to...”

i 100% relate, tlj changed everything for me. i hated the movie, and i hate it even more now, but now it became clear it's not only my sentiment- a huge part of the fandom thinks the same. speculation is dead, people don't make gifsets or engage in discourse. the fandom was so active after tfa and ro, and it all went away. it's kind of amazing. i love 'rebels', but it couldn't keep my love for star wars alive for long. i mean, i will never stop being bitter tlj,  even though i have some hopes for ep ix. it's just.... lmao tlj ruined everything

Exactly! I remember reading your thoughts about it when it came out and I felt less alone seeing that we basically shared not only our opinions but also our sudden stop in making edits about it lmao what i hate the most about this situation is that this kind of critics, who were and still are logic, articulate, based on solid evidence, got mixed with the usual whining of racist dude bros and whatnot so the part of the fandom who lives at k*** r**’s feet and usually only cares for him and their ship was very quick to label them all under useless complaining saying bs like ‘characters change’, yeah no shit janet but not in the span of a week, only for the worse and especially not compromising everything they stood for until that very moment without a reason. Not to talk about everything wrong with sidestepping Finn like that. So yeah, I don’t even know if I wanna go watch episode ix, with how things ended is gonna be real difficult saving something from this mess. For once in my life I’m glad for the backleash.

[ghafaineg]

ADMIRAL AMILYN HOLDO + her heroic sacrifice scene

“ Godspeed, Rebels. “

bonus (epic result):

[canonfeminine]

　　⚔ MY LITTLE WARRIOR

🦉 . . . Annabeth Chase x Black! daughter of Athena reader (not really implied tho)

in which: At first, you thought Annabeth didn't like you. Turns out she's just really hard to read.

authors note: this is for my pookie @chqsing-annabcth because she asked me so nicely to make her a annie fic!! also I think I'm a little obsessed with making platonic fics now. 🤭 literally about to become a whole series atp.

warnings: mentions of a nose bleed like two times & Annabeth being impressed older sister (ik, crazy.)

Being a child of Athena was probably one the the most exciting things to ever happen to you.

Ever since you were a kid, you've been at the top of your class. Mostly because your dad was a book and math nerd, but because you wanted to make him proud. You hated when you couldn't understand something, or you couldn't answer something that seemed so simple. You were a perfectionist, and it was something you loved and hated about yourself.

So, when you were claimed after winning you first Capture The Flag (downright, the coolest way to get claimed,) you bet that you were happy. Now you had a reason to act the way you did. The Athena kids were happy, you were happy, it was a win-win.

Expect for, what it seemed to be, Annabeth.

and yes, I'm talking about Annabeth Chase. Blonde haired, Grey eyed, Counselor of the Athena cabin and Hero of Olympus—didn't seem to want a new camper in her cabin. Which at first, it hurt your feelings. Was it too much to ask for some love? but after thinking about it, why care? sometimes people aren't going to like you, and that's okay.

But deep, deep down, you knew that it was more than that. It was bad enough that you were a perfectionist, but a people pleaser too?

You try not to think about the possibility of that being a thing. By doing what you might ask? sword fighting. It gave you a reason to fight the Ares kids (who always has something to say about how you looked,) and forget about your issues.

But currently, you were getting your butt handed to you by an Ares kid. Originally, you were supposed to be sparring with a whole different camper, but they ended up backing out.

The older camper held the sword to your neck. "What are you going to do now, hm?" He mused. "not like I expect you of all people to be able to beat me anyways."

"What in Hades is that supposed to mean?" You clapped back, your curls falling in front of your face. "implying that I can't fight?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

Your eyes narrowed. "Do you ever shut up?" you asked. You knew what he would say, but starting an dumb argument would give you more time to think.

"Nah, I like to talk—" Before he could finish, you grabbed his arm, twisted it so his sword fell, and caught it. "Now, next question: do you give up or are you going to keep on getting tricked?" You asked, wiping your bloody nose with your free hand.

"like I'd ever let an Athena's kid beat me.." He started, but quickly stopped when he looked over.

There stood a not-so-happy (and a slightly impressed) Annabeth. She had her arms crossed and she was staring daggers at the Ares kid.

"Actually, you know what? I give up. Take your win or whatever." He said quickly. You moved his sword from his neck and dropped it.

"Well that was quick, guess it's just another point for me-" You looked to the side and saw Annabeth. "Holy sh—I mean, hey Annabeth." You said as you took off your helm and held it.

"You know, the strategy you just used was a pretty good one." She said as she walked up to you.

"Really? you think so?" you asked in a surprised tone. She bent down to your level and placed a hand on your cheek. "Yeah, I do." She smiled, running her fingers over the cuts on your face. "Does it hurt when I do that?"

"Not really." You shrugged, leaning into her touch.

"Good. I don't wanna hurt my little warrior. " She took her hand off your cheek. "Anyways, I'm bring you to the infirmary. I'm pretty sure you should be a lot more tired than you are currently." Before you could say anything in protest, she picked you up and threw you over her shoulder.

"Hey! I did not agree to this!" you said in-between giggles. Who knew that Annabeth had a soft side, am I right?

[hermionc]

[moonaisle]

Not at the expense of the moment. 

[senatorpadmes]

We’ll see each other again. I promise

[abrcxasmalfoy]

endless list of favorite characters + favorite antagonists: 1/∞

I’m being torn apart. I want to be free of this pain. I know what I have to do but I don’t know if I have the strength to do it

[dragonss-in-the-north]

You might want to find something to hang onto.

[aliciavikander]

the rebellion is reborn today