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Domestic Bliss: Nanami Kento #3, Car Repairs

18+, MDNI, suggestive

Nanami Kento always looked so polished, so tidy. Even when he woke up in the morning, it would be untrue to say he looked messy...just sleep-mussed and sweet.

But god, did he scruff-up well.

You stood at the garage door, enjoying the show.

Kento was bent over the open hood of the car. In old, ripped blue jeans, and a snug white t-shirt, you drank your fill of his oil-smeared biceps, the little smudges of grime on his belly every time he reached, his t-shirt riding up...you took a gulp of your tea, then coughed, sputtering, distracted.

"How long are you going to hide there, hmm?"

You bit your lip with a guilty smile. Sidling round to the front of the car, you slid a mug of coffee across the work-bench to Kento. He hummed gratefully, taking a drink, and planting a metal-tang kiss to your forehead. You obsessed over the oily fingerprints he left behind on the mug as he lay back on the creeper board, sliding beneath the car.

You watched his abs flexing underneath his shirt, then revealed as his shirt rode up again. Listened to the clangs and grunts as he worked. Your mouth watered at his happy trail, and the firm V-line disappearing under his boxers. By the time he slid out, standing up again, you couldn't help yourself.

"You look good."

Kento looked at you with narrow eyes, and the barest of smiles; "Yeah?"

"Yeah. All...oily. Your hands are so dirty. It's...different. For you."

Kento had already slammed the hood shut, and he faced you, looming over you, shepherding you back until your thighs hit the hood. He slipped his calloused, grubby hands under your shirt, gripping you by the waist. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, lifting you onto the hood, and pushing your thighs apart so he could settle between them.

"...well, then," he rumbled, cupping the side of your face, ghosting his nose over yours, "...where do you want these hands?"

Momentarily, laughing, you found yourself flipped over, bent over the hood with your arse up and your toes scraping the floor. Kento lowered your jeans and underwear just to plant an oily-handed slap to your cheeks, groaning at the wobble, your delighted squeak, and the grubby handprint he left behind.

Giggling and squealing, letting Kento kiss and undress you, and rub his mechanic's cologne over you, you let him put his hands wherever he liked.

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Domestic Bliss: Nanami Kento #2, Indentured Servitude

Sighing, and draping the dishcloth over the sink, Kento walked to the living room. He was fully prepared. He couldn't wait to settle down for the evening. There was nothing he could possibly have left to do.

You were sat on the sofa, curled up, scrolling on your phone. Kento approached slowly, cautionary, waiting. His eyes narrowed at you as he got closer, and closer, hovering by his seat. You did not look up. You didn't make a sound.

Achingly slowly, and with abject suspicion, Kento lowered himself to sit on the sofa beside you. Until--

"Kento, could you just get me--"

"A glass of water? Yes. It's right there on the coffee table, beside a fresh cup of tea. A fresh cup of coffee, too, on the chance that you just fancy a coffee actually. Your hot water bottle is here, nice and warm. I cleaned the blanket today, it's behind your head. There are snacks beside you, some sweet, some salty, some chewy, some crunchy. I've got your book that you probably won't read, but just in case, it's here. Here's the TV remote, and the other TV remote, and the remote for the lamp. Your phone charger is plugged in, and the cable is tucked in the cushion beside you. The laundry is done, the dishes are cleaned, our clothes are ironed for tomorrow, and I've ordered those storage boxes you wanted."

You looked up at Kento mulishly, nodding slowly, finger still hovering over your phone. You smiled sweetly. Kento's eyes narrowed further, a challenging smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is there anything else you need, darling?" You batted your eyelashes up at him.

"...no, don't think so."

Kento sighed again, and moved to sit down.

"Oh, actually! Some socks, please. My feet are freezing."

You heard Kento grumble all the way to the dresser.

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Cabin 8- The Hunters of Artemis - Headcanons

Once camp is set up, the hunters like to roast marshmallows, make smores, try to see how many marshmallows can fit in their mouths and try to stay up all night

They also like to 'argue' during battles like "Thalia why would you bring 11 arrows to a battle?!" "I don't know Eliza! Hawkeye did it once in a film!" "Who the hell is hawkeye!"

After Zoë had gone, each hunter, when they think everyone else is asleep at night, likes to look up at the stars and mourn the death of their fallen sister, even Artemis

They're all very welcoming of trans girls pledging their aligence to Artemis

Every hunter is banned from all target shops from when Thalia started a game and wrecked the shop

After Thalia had fallen in battle, it became a story of how Lieutenant Thalia Grace was given a great prophercy went nope and joined the hunters

At one point, an aro/ace camper decides she wants to join the hunt and Artemis gives her the whole speech of having to swear off men and her response was so sarcastic and sassy it would've made Percy proud like "oh what a shame". Artemis immediately sees her potential

She became the lieutenant after Thalia

Thalia had mentioned Reyna to Artemis, who then wanted a private chat with her, Nico was there when Reyna was told and stopped her begging she didn't go, they last person he knew who talked to Artemis privately was Bianca

Sometimes Artemis will randomly turn up to the Apollo cabin to tell embarrassing stories about her brother

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Caves are weirder and more varied than you think

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ domestic diaries

minors / ageless / blank blogs dni

ೃ⁀➷ notes: bite stories by peach - just a place for me to share random domestic thoughts with my faves x

ೃ⁀➷ tags: fluff; nanami kento x reader

nov. 1 - 6:37 pm

eyes dipped in adoration are drawn to your husband standing in the kitchen. your heat beats once, twice, three times faster until it fully sings. a warmth brushes your cheek, and the aroma of spice and love filter in the air.

“you’re home late,” he speaks softly, fully attuned to your presence, the tone of his voice deeper than the ocean itself, as soothing as the harmony of crashing waves.

“and you’re home early,” you reply with a sweet smile.

he looks irresistibly cozy in his chocolate brown sweater, the color bringing out the lightness in his eyes and highlighting the golden threads of his blonde locks. a grin ticks at the corner of his lip while he continues to chop the sprig of green with ease before scooping up the shredded herbs and adding them to the pot.

it doesn’t matter how much time has passed, or how long you’ve both settled into your relationship - every time you look at nanami you’re bathed in cupid’s dust. captivated in a way that no other living person would be able to recognize and reserved for only him.

you step closer, disregarding his task of meal prepping, and slot your body between him and the counter. one hand curls over the collar of his sweater, the other gliding up to the back of his head for you to brush his soft hair.

you surprise him with a kiss.

his forearm flexes as he grips the counter, his other hand curving around your waist. he naturally relaxes into you while you explore the kiss - the gesture a simple declaration of “I love you beyond comprehension”

he purrs when you teasingly arch your pelvis into him, but he quickly lifts his head, and nuzzles the tip of his nose over own to stop the kiss.

“I need to get dinner to the table, my love” he lectures playfully, smiling against your lips and feigning a level of discipline that carries little weight. “but once I’ve got you nice and fed we’ll continue with this riveting conversation…”

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"darling..." nanami hummed, his hazel eyes peeking over the top of his thin, wire glasses. his book-filled hand dropping into his lap.

"handsome..." you responded back in the same tone, not even sparing a glance away from the text on your phone though you stopped reading as soon as he called for you.

"you know that's uncomfortable right?" kento continued his patient drone, book gently falling closed in his hand.

"what ever do you mean, kento?" you chimed lightly, holding your phone closer to your face to hide your growing grin.

"i mean, do you know that the ice cubes you're putting on my back are uncomfortable?" he clarified, lips tugging into a smirk as he gestured to your legs that so happened to disappear behind his back, cold feet seeking shelter under his shirt.

you gasped playfully, denying you would ever do such a thing.

"is that so?" he matched, shifting so his fingers could dance atop your ankles.

"no..." you warned, "kento, no!" you couldn't help a laugh from escaping, attempting to tug your legs closer to your body only to be stopped, nanami's hands encompassing your ankles. "kento, i'm serious!" despite your words there was no edge to it, chuckles filling in the spaces.

"what ever do you mean, darling?" he parroted with his charming smile, relaxed bangs brushing against his cheekbones as he continued his attacks up your legs, fingers tickling your skin, pushing you toward a breathless fit of cackles.

"i give up! i give up!" you rose your white flag, throat already feeling raw from the shrieks you let out at his very unfair combo to your sides. "i promise– i promise i won't put my feet under– under your shirt again!" you gasped out between giggles, hands shooting down to get his to stop.

by the time you'd caught your breath you two were already face to face, nanami craning his neck to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. "never stop, i'd warm your little ice cube toes even in the dead of winter."

"promise?" you asked before landing a gentle kiss against his jaw, smiling to yourself in mischief as you glued your ice-cold fingers to the sides of his torso, snorting lightly when you felt him go ridged, a slight shiver shaking his posture.

"oh, you are an absolute menace," he chuckled, keeping your hands against his body by sandwiching them under his own, your smiles intertwining, chuckles buzzing through your lips as he kept you warm and cozy despite your ice cube toes.

edit : i previously used the phrase "uncle! uncle!" (now reads: "i give up! i give up!"). i changed it for the clarification that nanami is not your uncle lol in the US it's a phrase you'd say (stemming from a 19th century joke) when you admit defeat and don't want to keep fighting anymore. thank you!

A/N : had me giggle and kicking my feet the entire time I wrote this. hoping to unite the fellow ice cube toes community. god I love him. thank yall for giving so much love to my first nanami x reader headcanon part. I hope yall enjoyed this too! thank you so much for reading ｡^‿^｡

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I feel like I should make a post about this because it’s not something that’s very well-known, and that Americans in particular may need to know about given the uncertain state of our healthcare system at the moment. I’ve wanted to write this out for a while, It’s kind of a long post, so sorry about that!

If you have an emergency and have to go to the hospital, you’ll owe the hospital a lot of money. (I got into a car wreck and broke my ankle and my arm. My hospital bill was around $20,000)

You’ll also owe the ambulance provider, if you need one. (My ambulance bill was about $800)

You may get separate bills from the anesthesiologist or surgeon. (My anesthesiologist bill was $1,700)

You may need follow-up appointments. (My orthopedic surgeon billed me for the appointments and his surgery together and it was about $1,000)

You’ve also got to pay for medical equipment you need afterward, like crutches or a walking boot. (Mine cost about $75)

Altogether, I ended up with almost $24,000 in medical debt from one car accident. That’s a really scary number for someone like me who makes $10/hr at a 12 hour a week job.

I got my debt down to $1075 by making some phone calls and submitting some paperwork.

The first thing I did was contact the hospital. They don’t make it easy to find, but many hospitals (perhaps most hospitals?) have financial assistance programs for people who can’t afford medical bills. I don’t make a lot of money, and I have bills to pay, so they were able to help me. I called the billing department and asked if they had any assistance programs for low income people who can’t pay their bills. I had to call multiple times, and I got transferred in circles by people who didn’t know what I was talking about. Finally, I got an appointment with someone in “Eligibility Services” (I don’t know what other hospitals call it, if it’s something different). I had to bring my pay stubs and copies of all of my bills. When I got to the hospital for the appointment, nobody knew what I was talking about so I had to wander a little to find where I needed to go. I spoke with the guy in Eligibility Services, and I waited for a decision on how much of the bill they would forgive. A month later, I got a call telling me it was totally forgiven.

I did the same thing for my ambulance bill and my anesthesiologist, but the process was a LOT easier. I just had to mail some paperwork and it was totally forgiven.

I didn’t bother with the medical equipment suppliers, since the bills came from separate companies and I didn’t feel like going through the process twice for $75. I was assured at the hospital that they had similar programs for debt forgiveness, so I could have probably avoided paying that too.

The only thing I couldn’t get taken care of was the surgeon/follow-up appointment cost, but they were able to put me on a no-interest payment plan.

Medical debt is scary because it’s something that can come from stuff that’s already really scary. I didn’t need the burden of $24,000 in debt on top of trying to get around on a crutch with a broken arm (it’s not easy, believe me!).. but I can’t imagine what it would be like with a bigger debt or a more severe medical emergency. I see lots of people in even worse trouble than I was in, both financially and medically. Please know that there are options for you when that GoFundMe doesn’t do enough. Even if your income is higher than mine, it’s worth a shot even for partial debt forgiveness.

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percy and annabeth are most definitely the first of their friends to have kids, even though i don’t think they start until their mid-late 20s. in my opinion, i don’t believe many of their friends have kids. i just don’t think it’s super common amongst demigods, especially greeks and the more powerful demigods, since they have to deal with the most shit. so i think it’s always a little odd for demigods to see their friends have kids, especially if they are also demigods.

so i just know their friends are so amazed watching percy and annabeth be parents. like… imagine thalia, the girl who once watched out for and protected little 7 year old annabeth, seeing annabeth breastfeed her child? how weird would that be? and imagine grover, who’s been besties with percy since they were little grade school buddies, seeing percy rocking his baby to sleep? how weird would that be? seeing them changing diapers, doing tummy time with him/her, giving him/her bottles, etc. thalia, grover, leo, piper, rachel, nico, frank, hazel, even people like clarisse… it would just be so weird for them. amazing and beautiful, but weird.

and i love it

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rip Percy you would’ve loved candy salads

rip Annabeth you would’ve loved bashing booktok

rip Grover you would’ve loved mr beast

rip Nico you would’ve loved glueing on piercings

rip Leo you would’ve loved prank calling

rip Piper you would’ve loved thrifting shein clothes (the clothes are cute but she doesn’t want to fall directly to consumerism)

rip Jason you would’ve loved spending astronomical amounts of money on shoes

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PERCY: Grover, you know how I went to the pharmacy to pick up Annabeth and I's ADHD meds?

GROVER: Yeah...

ANNABETH: Well, they're all out for the next six days.

PERCY: So fun week ahead!

GROVER: Nope, I'm moving out.

ANNABETH: Nuh uh, through sickness and health, buddy!

GROVER: We're not married!

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toji stink man

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*percy coming out of the bathroom in a towel, grinning, with a freshly shaved mustache*

percy: what do you think? i’m gonna be a firefighter, should i look the part too?

annabeth (sitting in their bed): you know… i actually kinda dig it

percy: *stops smiling*

percy: what?

annabeth: i usually hate mustaches, but you actually pull it off, seaweed brain

percy: wise girl, this looks ridiculous. i’m not keeping it. i was joking

annabeth: well i’m not! and why are you shaving your beard in the first place?

percy: the fire department said i have to shave off the facial hair

annabeth: *makes sad face*

percy: really? you have no issues with me running into burning buildings, but the beard being shaved is where you draw the line?

annabeth: i like the stubble

percy: oh i know you do, but it’s gotta go. plus, don’t you think it makes me look way too much like my dad?

annabeth: posedion is a very handsome god

percy:

annabeth: *starts giggling*

percy: i can’t even look at you right now

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how do you think Jason felt knowing he looked like Luke Kronos? how do you think this kid, this child who’d been raised to be a soldier, who is so fundamentally good and tries so hard, felt when he realized why the greek campers were uneasy around him.

not because he was roman. the greeks didn’t care about that. but because he was tall. lean. blond hair, blue eyes. facial scar. brotherly disposition.

someone who’d looked just like Jason had been a leader at this Camp. someone who’d looked just like Jason had been a brother here. someone who’d looked just like Jason had taken their trust and shredded it, had turned their siblings against them, had sabotaged their home, had caused so many deaths in his war to destroy Olympus, to be noticed by his father. (something Jason also desperately wants.)

Hera had sent Jason to replace Percy—the leader, the hero. but how was he meant to do that when all any of them could think when they looked at him was traitor?