#they are happyyyy

[ganeshkfp]

Okay I just saw a post about future Percy and Annabeth since Percy is now technically 31 and I dont wanna shut up about this!

I imagine Percy going home everyday to see his beloved wife and their children happy and safe.

I imagine Percy tearing up everytime looking into his daughter and see the tiny Annabeth in her.

I imagine Percy being so succesful in his job since it is something he is doing so willingy.

I imagine Percy holding Annabeth in his arms every night as they watch a movie, imagining his younger self where he could only dream about it.

I imagine Annabeth being so succesful in her project of New Athens, getting praised by so many.

I imagine Percy and Annabeth going to camp, having their nostalgia as they teach the young demigods.

I imagine Percy and Annabeth tearing up as they send their kid to chb in every summer.

I imagine Chiron gets more proud every time he sees them together, safe and strong.

I imagine Annabeth hugging to Chiron as he caresses her blond curls like he did when she was a scared 7 year-old.

I imagine Annabeth smiling every time she stares into her child's sea green eyes, the eyes that she fell years ago.

I imagine Estelle being proud of her big brother and being the happiest when Annabeth is around.

I imagine Sally coming over to dinner, watching the couple squabble playfully as they did as children.

I imagine Percy and Annabeth cuddling their children every night, thanking they are safe and happy 🥺

[fanfic-fairyy]

Asheiji fanfic recs pt. 3

Pt. 1 and 2 , 4

you keep me without chains by ADreamingSongbird(10k)

They say time heals all wounds. If that's what it takes, Ash is just about ready to throw himself into a fucking hourglass.

I Met My Soulmate at Starbucks by scarletvisionforever(4k)

“Why the hell do you want a drink like this?” Ash asked before he could stop himself. Blanca would’ve slapped him upside the head for being so rude. However, Ash believed that given the circumstances, the question was completely called for. Because who the hell wanted this much crap in their drink?

-

or an au where ash works at starbucks and eiji is an innocent customer who comes in and orders the most ridiculous drink ever

won't even wish for snow by ADreamingSongbird(2k)

It's the stupidest hat Ash has ever seen. Who would even buy something that tacky? It's ugly and ridiculous and so, so dumb. What a waste of money.

...but Eiji would love it.

God dammit.

the half life of what we become by StarSailorDen(14k)

Ash just wanted Eiji Okumura’s attention.

He couldn’t justify it, couldn’t unravel the logic of why he always craved the older boy’s dark eyes on him. Ash had spent most of his life being the centre of the show; the disgusting old men in Golzine’s club, the patchwork of gang members who followed his every move like he was a messiah. Even simple passerby seemed to watch him like they were cataloging something glamorous, something other worldly.

He always hated the attention he drew, and yet—he would do anything for Eiji to look at him, to focus on him, to stay with him just a little bit longer.

[Ash's need and Eiji's unconditional love, in four snapshots.]

cinnamon and spice by kybelles(6k)

Helping Yut-Lung and Sing as they organize the 15th year anniversary party of Max Glenreed and Jessica Randy could be fun for Eiji.

If only he didn't sleep with the famous couple's adopted son Ash a week ago.

Hours later, as they’re lazily cuddling on the bed after a shared hot shower, Ash speaks against Eiji’s heart. “I have a confession to make.”

Eiji’s fingers still on Ash’s hair for a moment and Ash curses himself. Without a doubt, hearing something like this from the person you’ve just slept with must be a little concerning. But Eiji just continues petting his hair. “Yes?”

“…I wasn’t planning on having dinner at the hotel restaurant tonight,” Ash says apologetically. “But you caught my eyes just as I was leaving and I… I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to talk to you.”

a tall tale get it? haha wait eiji don't leave- by equinoctial(2k)

“We don't say the H-word in this household.”

“Heck? Hell? Hfuc-”

“No that's not it,” Ash spared a quick glance to his husband innocently cooking up some noodles, huffing and puffing as he tiptoed to get the spices from the top cupboard, even though the stepping stool was right there--

cool cool cool cool no doubt no doubt by equinoctial(2k)

Oh. Oh. That did it. Ash had absolutely zero tolerance for insults involving his beloved husband. Let it be known that he was highly allergic to Eiji-related bullshit.

Surprisingly, the next scathing comment wasn't from Ash.

He blinked owlishly at the girl in the oversized jacket as she engaged in verbal combat-- with the old grumpy neighbour two times her height no less. It was like a little round baby penguin squawking at a ruffled flamingo. Needless to say, Ash was really impressed with the newcomer.

mom said its my turn to use the brain cell by equinoctial(1k)

"For someone who had the same smarts as Einstein and the reflexes of a professional hitman, Ash Lynx could be a real dumbass."

– Eiji Callenreese-Okumura, driving his husband to the hospital at speeds that made Grand Theft Auto look like church

love, ristretto and other midnight miracles by immaturesoybean(27k)

Precocious college sophomore Aslan 'just Ash' Callenreese has a problem, several, actually. His best friend won't stop shoving his newly invented pastries down Ash's throat, his partner for the dumb journalism project is an insufferable jock, and he is seriously finding it hard to prove to his adoptive parents that he does, in fact, want to live.

Meanwhile, athletic failure but infectious optimist Eiji Okumura is starting over, he's snagged a great part-time job as a barista, he finally has time to focus on his course and life is looking up! At least, it should. He just has to get through this year and everything will click into place. It should. It has to.

--

Or: A quaint café, a ridiculous coincidence, and a whole lot of coffee.

sanguine prospects by ihavenomorals(1k)

“I look…” Ash frowns. “Odd.”

There’s a small strand of hair that’s fallen from behind Ash’s ear, like spun gold in the sunlight. Eiji reaches out, slowly - but not hesitating, not any more - and tucks it back into place. His knuckle brushes Ash’s temple, a quiet hollow of worship.

“You look beautiful.” Eiji sits back. “You always do.” Ethereal would also be an apt word.

Ash smirks. “Eiji, are you flirting with me?”

“I would hope you know that.” Eiji steals back his camera. “Considering how long we’ve been together.”

“Is that what this is?” Ash looks aghast. “And here I thought we were only very good friends-”

1986 by bathandbodyworks(15k)

It’s 1986.

It’s hot, vaguely humid, and New York seems less full of life than ever, especially as Dino continues to control Ash’s every move.

But there’s a new boy, staying at the same hotel as him, with a funny accent and wide, brown eyes, and Ash is starting to think he might be a little cute.

or,

in which Ash think it’s too hot, Eiji thinks Americans are weird, and two boys fall in love.

who needs stars? we've got a roof by selfetish(17k)

Ash closes his eyes. Years of waiting culminate in weightless dust, soon to be swept away by the living. This earthen smell will fade. It will be overtaken by home-cooked meals and citron peels. Silence will forsake to Sunday radio static and the slow turnings of a page. Behind curtains, it’ll be the push and pull of their noses as they love each other sore, cutting into the pristine sheet of white starlight.

Slowly, they’ll imprint this house until it has become theirs. Ash waits for that day.

Or, the steps to remedy a fragile soul.

come be lonely with me by StarSailorDen(10k)

“Oh,” a soft voice to his right startled. Ash drew in a sharp breath as he turned to catch the silhouette of a man at the end of the aisle, backlit by the window and washed in the same radiant auburn of the setting sun that cast the stacks so warmly. “Sorry.”

|| Ash Lynx meets Eiji Okumura on the fifth floor of the university library on a Saturday evening. It's a disaster. ||

miso soup for the soul by selfetish(7k)

Ash Lynx was the sort of cool that oozed Schlitz and lemon-lime seltzers. Was the sort of rad that left Tootsie wrappers and denim under the soles of his Converse wherever he stepped. He was as smart as an apple in the way that he was both street and pillow fluent, and that he didn’t need to rely on his trigger fingers to rip and tear. Was cruel, calculating. Always on target. Always one shot, one kill. He was Ashie on the weekends, Aslan Jade behind closed doors. He was as bitter as sumatra beans, sweet as molasses once you got to know him physically, emotionally, spiritually.

To many, Ash Lynx was a conniving bastard. Tortured genius. Stone cold fox.

To Eiji, boyish.

Stories from Apartment 705 on 59th Street.

August by suffragettecity(2k)

“I love it when you look at me like that.”

The sun warms Ash’s back. “Like what?”

Eiji cards through his hair, knuckle deep in fields of blonde. “Like that,” he whispers, tucking the bangs behind his ears. “Like you are seventeen again.”

Ash and Eiji talk about marriage.

[Part of a series]

Darlings by suffragettecity(56k)

Crunching leaves, cashmere sweaters, rich mens' sons and uniform ties. The autumn the valedictorian fell in love with the athletic scholar, and poetry was carved out of circumstance.

[Read the tags before reading the fics<3]

[falolion]

@partycoffin

AAaaaaa!! OMG-

My Wally Darling plush is finally here! Woohoo !!!

[milquetoad]

travis willingham, a man who is famous for keeping dry eyes during some of cr’s most emotional moments, admitting that grog finally making an appearance had him tearing up ;^;

[kaereth]

married!! married ;v;

[dangergggg]

We're so back.

[biromantic-barbie]

[ we see how bright you burn; we see how brave you've been. so see yourself in turn; you're more than a miracle ]

Dedicated to my best friend @thatgaydisneyfan for his 26th birthday! May not officially begin for a few hours but I wanted to be the first to wish you a fantastic day! 😊🎉

do not repost/remove my username.

[kue-rangi]

IM SO HAPPY HOW HE LOOKS

[spaceistheplaceart]

Final Battle

ok so... I've got a lot to say about Benrey's Final Boss Fight in my Splatoon AU... I'll put it under the cut but take the time to read it pls :)

(Please REBLOG!!! These took a long time to make!)

okay so here's how I think the final boss fight is going down:

so Gordon wants to leave the digital space and get back to his life, also 'free' everyone else from the digital space as well. They've all tried, of course, before, but have been stopped by Benrey.

Benrey is the one in control of the simulation, but if Gordon can seize that control from him, then he could possibly escape back to the real world and free the rest. In order to do this, Gordon needs to find several Terminals hidden around the digital space and shoot them with his ink (aka linking it to his DNA)

He fights Benrey by traversing up his body and avoiding the skeleton enemies to reach a launchpad that will take him to a terminal. Benrey sets up elaborate playspaces around the Terminals to try and hide them/convince Gordon to stop fighting and just be friends. But once he refuses, the objects in the space will try and trap him.

You progress until you find the shoot the terminal, then you're back at the main area and have to climb Benrey again to get somewhere else. This repeats until ALL terminals have been given over to Gordon and he is now In Control. With this, Benrey is finally shrunken back down to a normal size, glitching etc.

Then Gordon escapes back into the real world...

and what happens then... I will show in a comic very soon ;) so stay updated! and let me know what you think! rebloggggg pls :)

[twinkle-art]

a betrayal of my wishes

[meltingpopsikls]

Happy birthday dearest Seth! :3

[russellius]

Winner Mercedes' British driver George Russell reacts after the Formula One Austrian Grand Prix on the Red Bull Ring race track in Spielberg, Austria, on June 30, 2024. Photo by Erwin Scheriau.

[eggmansplatformboots]

we have fun here

[beckyblah]

live reaction of me finding out that c!clingy canonically escaped the dsmp and went to the tsmp to start a place without government or war

I cant believe my first and only correct dsmp lore prediction was the one where I rewrote the ending lmao

[beeguillotine]

It's!! A Miriam Monday!!!!

[elitehanitje]

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