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lafleshlumpeater · 1 year
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: ̗̀➛ ꜱᴏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? — ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ, ᵃ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ, ᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᶠ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ'ˡˡ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ᵇˡᵘʳᵇ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ!!
chaotic but smart with no regard for their own safety x sensible one who keeps them alive but also starts to loosen up being around them with jason grace<33
omg this was so fun to write xx
(also includes platonic leo x reader)
jason grace masterlist leo valdez masterlist
You watched eagerly as Leo scribbled a drawing of the contraption you two had been talking about inventing for the past two minutes.
"And, you may be wondering, where do the actual mechanisms go? Well, my friend, they go into a little box that you will carry on your back here," he grinned excitedly as he sketched the idea out on the stickman you.
You tutted at him. "Idiot, just make shoes for it- sneakers, and make the sole slightly thicker, and that's where they'll go. That way, the motion sensors will be more sensitive so there's no chance of it landing when we don't want it to, also there'll be no need for the Wii remote controllers to control the direction of where you fly," you nod. "And-" you snatch the pencil off of him and scrawl the ideas messily as they come to you; "-we add little wings, to make it look like Hermes' rad boots, add LED lights for flair, before we ask for a little help from the Hecate cabin for the wings to be able to set on fire- on command- without actually burning- oh, and so the whole thing doesn't overheat."
Leo looked at you in awe. "Oh my gods, and I thought I had the good ideas."
You merely grinned back at him in response, picking up the sketchpad and practically sprinting towards bunker nine, eager to make your thoughts come to life.
After a long three hours (you and Leo together were practically criminal masterminds- no one could decide whether it was a good thing or not), and a trip to the Hecate cabin who were more than happy to oblige, the sneakers were done.
Leo let out a low whistle. "Oh, man."
"I know, right," you squealed, quickly pulling them on. You tugged on the perfectly tied laces of both shoes at the same time, and you were instantly in the air. You laughed triumphantly, getting used to the feel of them as you twirled in circles mid- air, snapping your fingers and shrieking in delight as the Hermes wings set alight to a vibrant, multi- coloured fire.
"It worked!" you exclaimed, and Leo whooped and jumped up and down whilst cheering.
"Get down- let's use these for our original plan."
You sidled up to your boyfriend innocently, wearing the seemingly- normal yet very fashionable sneakers.
"Jason?"
"Hmm?" he hummed, looking up at you from where he was thumbing through a magazine Percy had lent him, before breaking out into his gorgeous, golden- retriever grin. "Hey, sweetheart."
His sweetness was almost enough to make you feel bad for what you were about to do next. Almost.
You grabbed his glasses from where they were resting on his nose, and before he could react, pulled the laces like you had done before as you were elevated into the air, holding the glasses over your head, laughing gleefully.
Jason gasped, scandalised. "Sweetheart! How- you-"
You smirked back mischievously. "Come get them then, Grace."
"Babe, get down- you- you're gonna-" he stuttered as you flew higher up.
His initial reaction was to be scared for your life, but after you waved his glasses in the air tantalisingly and swooped through the air comfortably, his fear grew into an indignant, teasing laughter.
"Oh, you're so on."
Using his powers, he flew into the air as you giggled and screamed happily, flying away from him. He quickly caught up to you, and just as his arms were about to engulf you in a strong embrace, you snapped your fingers.
He flinched back in shock at the dancing flames which engulfed the wings.
"Shoot!" he cursed good- naturedly, laughing loudly as he began to fly after you where you had left him metres behind.
Eventually, he caught up to you and clasped you to his chest, out of breath. "Got you." You giggled, tapping his nose fondly as you somewhat sheepishly placed his glasses on his face. "My bad."
He laughed and his chest rumbled.
"You're so cute," he observed, keeping both of you suspended in the air as your sneakers stopped working their powers, both of you catching your breaths.
You blushed and slapped his chest gently. "I love you."
"I love you more," he replied automatically, yet you know he meant every word. His lips met yours in a short, sweet kiss, only pulling away because you were both smiling too much to do so any longer. you let out an exhilarated, breathless giggle, as he looked at you with so much love in his cool, blue eyes that you could cry. Your hands found the other's, intertwining them, and you didn't think there was a thing you wanted more in the world than Percy yelling at you for being saps from the ground, Leo gagging in mock- disgust alongside him, and best of all, losing yourself in your lover's eyes as your lips met again.
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chronicowboy · 10 months
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temptation tuesday
tagged by @try-set-me-on-fire (i have such a big fat creative crush on you btw) <333
so i am trying to focus on my original fiction (my queer (mainly wlw) pirate novel, my play called GENDERENVY, my sitcom about my evil hellhound of a dog) for my last summer before i graduate but obviously fic is an unmoving parasite on my brain so you can have a little extract of the fic i most want to write but absolutely cannot continue for some reason:
Somebody sits down beside him. A woman of around his age who is beautiful—no other way to put it—and only vaguely familiar like an itch in the back of his skull. She's short, probably wouldn't even reach his shoulders if they were to stand, pale skin and a freckled face, piercing green eyes and red hair so dark it almost looks purple until the sunlight catches it. She smiles at him when she catches him looking, something searching on her face like she's trying to place him just as much as he's trying to place her.
"Oh, you're Buck, right?" she asks with a dazzling moment of realisation. "Christopher's dad?"
Ah.
"Oh, um, no, not exactly," he mumbles. "I mean, yes, I'm Buck, and I'm here for Christopher." He wrinkles his nose at himself, squinting slightly in the glare of the afternoon sun. "Not, like, here for him here, you know? I'm not, like, kidnapping him. And I'm not-not his dad?" He clears his throat and glances back at the entrance, checking his watch as his leg starts to bounce. "I mean, I'm not his dad. I'm his dad's best friend. And Christopher's best friend too." She tilts her head at him, eyes narrowing with a scrutiny that only makes the words keep coming. "But, uh, not in, like, a no responsibility way. I'm also kind of his guardian? Or, well, not yet. That only ever happens if Eddie dies. Which, um." He swallows loudly, fear bitter as bile and thick as mucus in the back of his throat. "Fingers crossed that that won't happen." There's an awkward laugh as Buck rubs at the back of his neck. "I'm..." He sighs, shoulders drooping. "I'm Christopher's Buck."
When he turns back to her, he's expecting her own awkward smile or amused laugh; that's normally how these things unfold. Although Buck has never quite beefed it that spectacularly before. Instead, when he returns his attention to her, there's a dazed sort of understanding on her face. That's when he sees a glimpse of her with one of Christopher's friends at the last bake sale.
"You're Charlotte's mom, right?" he asks, immediately cursing himself when her cheeks turn red in much the same way he's sure his did at her own assumptions.
(Ass = you and me, Buck thinks.)
"I'm, um, Dina." She introduces herself with a nervous nod, folding her arms over her chest. "Charlotte's mom's best friend," she clarifies with a meaningful look. "And Charlotte's best friend. And, also, a kind of co-parent, I guess?" She bites her lip and looks over at the school doors just like he had. "Legal guardian in the event of Morgan's death too." She nods once again, short and sharp and final, turning to him with something scared and hopeful on her face. "Are you in love with Eddie?"
Before Buck can even splutter in reply, the school bell rings and the doors fly open on a crowd of over-excited children ready to go home and watch TV or play video games until their heads hurt. Buck should probably be looking for Chris, but he can't tear his wide eyes away from Dina's anxious anticipation as she waits for an answer.
"W-what?" he breathes out. For all of these misunderstandings he's been through, even outside of the school, nobody has ever called him out on it before. "I'm not... Why would you... He's not... We're not—"
"Oh, thank God." She sighs happily, a sad grin stretching across her face. "I'm in love with mine too."
tagging my usual lovely legends @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @diazass @danielsousa @alyxmastershipper if u have anything to share <3
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yagynaseni · 9 months
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my guy mutuals are my precious bbgirls
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callmejud3 · 11 months
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I’ve been wondering
The rap one is specific bc those are 3 totally different vibes !
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sleepinginmygrave · 4 months
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✨️When you get this ask you have to put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positive vibes are cool)🎶
ty <33 !!! at the moment i listen to A&W by Lana del Rey, Portrait of a Blank State by Lovejoy, Loving Machine by Tv Girl (i would never stop listen to this song), Plastic Beach by Gorillaz, Normalize by Mother Mother and Hindu Song from the opera Sadko by Korsakov arranged for harp and flute :]
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I'm too sorry sleepy to be unhinged but I what I can give a sneak peek of the first chapter of make every shot count :)
The meeting room wasn’t far, yet Bradley had a certain dread filling his stomach. The RPD had been pressured by the recent murders in the Arklay Mountains; every thought returned to the rookie on the bravo team. He hadn’t met or spoken to you long, but you were young. you were in your twenties, an academic prodigy who graduated college and getting a bachelor’s degree at only eighteen years old. It was impressive, you had high marks all around and you earned your spot on the bravo team. You were a bit shy and reserved yet still went out and got everyone coffee, not even questioning why Bradley didn't like coffee.
Is this something people do? Idk I'm sleepy ❤️
Baby…WTF, I swear this has knocked me wide awake!! I cannot wait for this fic, I want these two SO FUCKIGN BADDD
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moontoastt · 1 year
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JESUS IN A GO CART HELP
i’m literally sobbing imagining him and the twelve apostles speeding down Rainbow Road with luigi 😭😭😭😭
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nyctophile-me · 3 months
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hiii nyc!!! long time no talk! how are you <333 how's your dayyyy!!! i hope you're having a awesome week so far! ily mwahh
LUCYYY!! HOW ARE YOU? i'm good. i just have an exam soon (tryna get into college this year) so been a teeny bit busy with that. i'm gonna be done at the end of this month with that and basically it's exam season till JULY?! (fml) ILY SO MUCH MORE! THANKYOU <33
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dyke-in-crisis · 3 months
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drop your most self indulgent magnus protocol prophecy. mine is that gwen will be mentioned to have a wife and then in one ep casually drop that said wifes surname was Lukas before they got married. this will have no plot relevancy at all, just a little treat for the lesbian lonelyeyes ogs
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average-avery · 1 year
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ily ur everywhere in my notifs xD
my pardo mutual!!! 🐈
gotta interact with my pardo mutuals😼
:DDD
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lafleshlumpeater · 4 months
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I reached 200 followers and i didnt even realise 😭😭
Thanks sm everyone who has followed and especially to people who have interacted with my fics, requested a fic or have left lovely comments on my fics.
Ily all, especially my moots<3 you guys are actually the best fr
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chronicowboy · 9 months
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wip wednesday
tagged by @alyxmastershipper ryan idk how you're still writing after the first son au but i respect you greatly 🫡 (i also hate you for chapters seven and eight btw but that's another thing entirely)
okay written so much i like in the past two days so it was so hard to choose what to put here but had to go for the least spoilery extract i could
"I'll be back," he tells her, something desperate in his words as he jerks out of her grip. "Just gotta—" He jabs a thumb over his shoulder at the door that leads out to the toilets and turns away from her wide eyes, scurrying across the dancefloor like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Eddie ducks out of the ballroom with a gasping breath, collapsing against the wall just to the right of the doorframe. It's cooler out in the hallway, but Eddie's chest is still tight, packed full of the pulpy remains of his heart. As he breathes, a cheer from down the corridor catches his attention and he cracks an eye open to see Chris doing a dorky little victory dance he definitely picked up from Buck. It's no use trying to outrun every emotion that makes him feel, but he chases the hope into the bathroom all the same.
He takes a quick look around to ensure there's no one else in there before white-knuckling the sink. Well, back to being the tragic protagonist of an Indie movie then—screw Bill Murray. This would probably be his rock bottom if this was a movie, it's not even the worst he's felt today. Eddie hit rock bottom at terminal velocity and crashed right through it; still falling, falling, falling.
The bathroom door swings open, and Eddie reaches for the soap dispenser like he's just a normal guy who needed a piss, not the AWOL best man who ran out on the love of his life. He glances up at the patter of a familiar gait, gut twisting when he meets Buck's eyes through the mirror—a sickening echo of this morning. Eddie takes a deep breath and plasters on a sorry excuse for a smile as he turns around.
"Hey," Eddie says, cursing the wobble in his voice. "Need me to hold your skirt up whilst you pee?" It's supposed to be an innocent joke, but the quiet intensity simmering in Buck's eyes begins to smoulder, and Eddie swallows thickly in response.
Buck steps closer suddenly, and Eddie flinches backwards. It's not a conscious thing, a resurfacing murmur of I thought for sure you were going to take a swing at me. Something bereft clouds Buck's eyes for a moment, quickly overtaken by that stubborn resolve Eddie sees seconds before Buck runs into a burning building against orders. And then Buck's hands are on his face, both palms curved around the line of his jaw, fingertips digging in almost painfully—Eddie hopes, in some sick and twisted way, that it'll bruise or at least leave behind crescent marks on his skin, a reminder of reality, a Buck was here.
tagging some beautiful people @danielsousa @shitouttabuck @butchdiaz @diazass and anyone else who has something to share <3
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nova-rpv · 5 months
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some super gays to celebrate the fact that ive reached 500 followers what. thank yall?????
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veveisveryuncool · 2 months
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havent drawn them in a while
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yandere-kokeshi · 4 months
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Hoooooly crap I am BLASTED rn. Can I ask for poly 141 (it can be werewolf if you want) react and be with a reader tgat gets all giggly and snuggly while high. Also i love your work so mich like genuinely i just binge ypur stuff and constantly read things over and over and over again. Youre such a talented writer and honestly we should paying you for us to read your work. I hope you’re doib well, i love ya a toooon
— Yandere TF-141 with a gn darling who gets giggly and snuggly whilst high
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Warnings: yandere behavior, being high, and being taken advantage of.
A/N: there’s no need to pay me, i’m happy to share my writing with you + everyone who likes my writing; thank you for the sweet compliments. This isn’t werewolf AU, but enjoy <3!!
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To start off, they don’t mind pot. They know the real story, and how the government hides it. This said, they don’t necessarily have an opinion on it — it’s weed, nothing wrong or right about it.  
However, they also don’t condone it, as they like you awake. But if you do it, you do it and hey, they get to see a side of you that nobody else does, and you quickly become a doofus.  
To say they love your giggly and cuddly side is an understatement. All of them chuckle when they come home, seeing you laid down on the couch with reddened eyes. They love to plop you on their lap, laugh at your weird and not-in-the-moment-thinking conversations and ask you dumb shit, just to see your reactions. 
Soap can be a little shit, especially when you do a joint. He likes to ask deep-conversational questions, loving how your nose crinkles when thinking of it. And when you stutter, he loves to lean in and say: “Hm? Didn’t catch ‘at, sweetheart.”
To be honest, they all love to take advantage of you. Seeing you all calm and welcoming makes their dark heart darker than ever. 
Simon likes to ask you questions with promises, such as marriage, or even kids. Watching your reaction, and smiling with soft touches. And when the next day comes, asking if you remember them, and if you don’t? He’s hurt. Those promises were real, weren’t they? 
Honestly, Kyle and Price are worriers. Even though they know the side effects are normal, they worry like hens; constantly checking your head with the back of their hand or making you drink water to stay hydrated, as if you’re sick. 
As for Johnny, he’s in the middle — but still a little shit. He laughs when you laugh, even at the horrible jokes, and tries to make you stay in the ‘high state’ because it’s cute.
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carpeddiiem · 2 years
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devil town-cavetown
thats fine, I'll settle for two birthdays
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