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I love my OCs, I love thé universe I created for them and I love everything about them. Like… sometimes I just sit there and go “I am so happy I created them they bring me so much joy” while smiling widely

Percy: What's that?

Nico: It's a book on legends and magical artifacts throughout the 14th century. Annabeth wanted to look through it.

Percy: No.

Nico: What?

Percy: No. Put it back wherever you found it, and never speak to her again.

Nico: Um... Sure. I'll totally do that.

*ten hours later*

Annabeth, shaking Percy awake: Percy, Percy, wake up.

Percy: Wha- What is it? Oh. Hey Grover! What are you doing here?

Grover:...

Percy:...

Percy: Nooooooooooo.

Annabeth, opening up her book to a bookmarked page and smiling: Yessssssssssss.

Grover: You know it's two against one. I think we could tie her up and lock her in the closet if we really tried.

Annabeth: HA! That's hilarious, Grover. Anyway, Percy - grab your shoes, I've already got the car loaded up, we're leaving in ten minutes.

Grover, watching her leave: Maybe if we break her legs?

Percy, grumpily throwing himself out of the bed: You know that's never gonna work.

Grover: We could break our legs.

Percy: But I don't want you to break your legs.

Grover: Percy, I'm begging you to work with me here.

If you die and respawn in Minecraft does your in-game menstrual cycle reset too

I sometimes keep forgetting how chaotic the TOA novels are. Apollo is a simp and also being incredibly self sacrificial. Meg being claimed by Demeter and someone calling her a communist due to the symbol being a sickle. Will Solace being able to glow in the dark and Nico being friends with Troglodytes who love hats. Commodus flirting with Apollo in TDP when they met up in the stadium. Apollo being In servitude to Meg, a twelve year old. Apollo also wearing pink camo pants and peeing himself and passing out quite frequently. Apollo’s internal monologues having him loving himself then hating himself (and ain’t that a mood) and Meg just… being Meg. Dionysus calling Apollo ‘Mr A’ and absolutely loving that Apollo got turned into a mortal. Tauri Sylvestres just camping outside Rachel’s home for a few days… just because? Then most likely waiting for Apollo, Meg, Will, and Nico to arrive before they broke loose and began chasing them and Apollo telling Meg to ‘Jump The Cow’. Apollo getting woozy and kissing Nico on the forehead and smelling his hair and Apollo being healed by Mountain Dew of all thing!

There are so many other moments, but to me the absolutely most hilarious and chaotic scene to me (and also happens to be one of my favorite scenes) is when the fight Nero in his tower.

Like, plants are growing everywhere, Apollo is injured and begins muttering for Mountain Dew as Nero is frantically picking up remotes and trying to find the right one as Stayin’ Alive begins playing and TVs begin blasting and I absolutely adore the scene.

Every day I just find more things that I love about these books I swear. I love them.

as we get closer to the holiday season remember that the holidays are not just about spending time with loved ones. it is also about grocery store employees being legally allowed to kill one customer per day

"king of queens" could have been a great name for a sitcom where a regular straight guy finds himself in a social circle somehow made up entirely of drag queens, and he's just like "eh that's life, ya know?" and each episode he's called on to solve some crisis like help them play straight when they're invited to their dad's superbowl party or whatever, and he's coaching them through it explaining the rules of football in the backroom of a drag bar sitting on a little stool by an illuminated mirror surrounded by queens in full face furiously taking notes

Nico's always wearing his hair in a ponytail but never remembers to bring hairties anywhere. So eventually Will gets used to his boyfriend's forgetfulness and always remembers to wear a few extras, and everyone gets used to him walking around camp withs ton of hairties and marks from them on his wrists.

Please may I have experienced superhero x rookie terrified villain with many many spicy?? I shall trade u my driving license for it. Big please.

The villain punched them in the jaw — accidentally.

It was the hero’s fault, at least partially, since they had decided to sneak up on them. The villain was in the middle of a robbery, concentrating on breaking glass and stealing ancient archeological artefacts. When the villain turned around, heart pounding in their chest, they put a hand on their mouth and stared at their nemesis.

The punch had hurt the villain’s knuckles too, turning them red and making them ache but the villain’s jaw looked the exact same. They had taken a few steps back, had even mumbled a quiet “fuck,” however, now they only smirked.

“Damn,” they said. “That’ll bruise.”

The villain considered running away. The ancient dagger was in their hand, worth millions on the black market.

“…you’re welcome?”

“You disabled the security system, that was smart. But you didn’t think of the fast food restaurant across the street. People watched you break into the museum.” The hero was tall. And usually, the villain was the tall one in their friend group but the hero seemed to be more present than the villain.

They could’ve blamed it on authority but the villain suspected it was focus.

They held up their hands as if to give up.

“Sorry to cause you any trouble, officer.”

“You know I’m not with the police,” the hero said. They took a step towards the villain and in this situation, they could’ve easily taken control over the villain. The punch hadn’t really affected them, hadn’t even intimidated them. “Not a big fan of teams, you know?”

“Ahh, lone wolf.” The villain’s grip around the dagger tightened and they slowly took a step back, their boots crushing the glass on the ground. “Intriguing.”

Would the hero actually put them in jail? Yeah, stealing wasn’t right but the villain needed that goddamn money.

The hero grinned smoothly, whereas sweat ran down the villain’s back.

God, this was what? The fifth time they were seeing each other?

“You like that?”

“I didn’t say that,” the villain replied quickly, maybe a little too quickly. There was a dagger in the villain’s hand, they realised, so they pointed it at the hero confidently. “But I’d like to leave now.”

The hero shook their head and tsked.

“Are you sure you want to add assault to this robbery? Doesn’t look good on a resume, trust me.” They crossed their arms in front of their chest.

“Well, I already punched you in the jaw, so…” Another step forward. Another step back. The hero cocked their head curiously, observing the villain’s movements carefully.

“Oh, you wouldn’t dare.” And the villain hadn’t thought that they would dare but they decided to close their eyes (dumb thought) and stab the hero blindly (even dumber).

Their eyes opened wide when the hero grabbed their wrist and managed to push them to the ground. Suddenly, the dagger they wanted to steal was pressed against their throat and the hero sat on top of them, face only centimetres away from them. All of the air left the villain’s lungs as their heart pumped blood through their system at abnormal speed.

The ground underneath them was hard and the hero was heavy on their hips. They stared up at them, mouth gaping.

“You’re pretty feisty, no?” the hero asked. They leaned in, lips against the villain’s ear. “And provocative.”

The villain didn’t know what to say to that, couldn’t even think of a dumb response. They tried to get up but the hero pushed them down lazily, as if they were bored.

“If you behave, I’ll call it attempted robbery in my report and we can call it a night.” They shrugged. “I’m a generous hero, y’know, and you’re kinda cute.”

“Cute?” The villain could feel their cheeks heat up. Whatever mind games the hero was playing, it worked. The villain didn’t feel like stealing anytime soon.

“Kinda cute. I’ll have to check you for other weapons now.” The villain was sure their whole body was turning a dark red as the hero’s fingers went down their body. Probably the worst part about this was how careful the hero was, how intimate yet respectful the situation was. The villain watched them search for weapons (which were nonexistent) with gentle fingers that weren’t lewd.

The villain didn’t know if they were falling for their nemesis or if they were just touch-starved.

“Hm. Brave little villain, no?” Once again, the hero tilted their head, as if they were toying with their prey. “Let’s talk about this.”

“This feels like a date,” the villain whispered, eyes staring up in shock.

“…who says it isn’t?” The hero winked and began their interrogation.

i love it when characters are package deals, i love duos i love trios i love quartets, i love groups and squads, i love it when you can’t find one without the other(s), i love it when they’re glued at the hip, i love it no matter the context of these dynamics, i lov

Will: Hey Nico what’s the best joke you know?

Nico: *turns to Percy* This.

Percy: Hey fuck you Nico—

And you gotta sit in that nasty seat (gags) like??? They’re fabric??? Ain’t no way they get cleaned.

You gotta be quiet and it’s anxiety inducing (my anxious vocal tics + vocal stimming are not fun in cinemas)

Plus I can’t remember the last time I went to a cinema I didn’t have a panic attack. They suck. AND(how did I forget) THEY HAVE LITERALLY ONE ENTERANCE PLUS THE FIRE ESCAPE???

fucking bonkers to me that people watch movies in theaters. you can't control the volume. you can't rewind when you miss something. you can't choose your own subtitles. you can't even pause to use the bathroom??? there's only like 7 movies to choose from????? and you must pay money for this privilege? grotesque. repugnance. act of torture.

On the verge of losing my mind

When you were just a kid, your father left the house to go get your birthday cake, only to never come back. Ten years later, you leave to go buy yourself a cake, only to see your father, wearing fantasy armor and covered in scars, was about to knock on your door.

“Vampires can’t enter your house without being invited!” you yell. The shadowy figure steps through the busted door, holding a search warrant. “True.”

You just watched the news and saw your city’s beloved superhero publicly killed. And now your partner won’t answer the damn phone.

Now this may not be a problem for some but, as an arachnophobic this is terrifying.

You realize you should’ve done something about the spiders in your attic before they multiplied, gained intelligence and started a civilization. Recently they started worshipping you as their deity.

The cryptid behind the man: now just wHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO??

The man (scared shitless): …uuuhhh…

The cryptid: IM JUST TRYNA DO MY JOB

The man: …i-

The cryptid: WHAT THE HELL MAN I ACTUALLY LIKE THIS TOWN I AINT LEAVING

The man: …i…m…sorry?

The cryptid (standing with its hands/paws/whatever on its hips giving the man the disappointed mum look): YOU BETTER BE NOW GO DO SOMETHING USEFUL

A man has had enough of his boring town and life, so he decides to dress up as a cryptid and scare people around. The town’s actual cryptid is immensely offended by this.

If someone is killed, however many years they would have lived is added to the killer’s lifespan. For as long as you can remember, you have been an executioner.

Out of all the superpowers out there, you consider yours the most sadistic; you can save any number of innocent people from death in the face of danger, but to gain that ability, you must kill an innocent person. Named after the infamous moral thought experiment, you are… Trolley Man.

You just found the cure to cancer and governments around their world are trying to silence you for profit… it turns out the cigarette companies hired people to keep you safe since their best customers would live longer

“Violence is never the answer,” the monk says, pumping a shotgun. “But you don’t always have to be right.”

The whole point of Hell was to torture people for all eternity, or at least that was the point on paper. In practice, everyone’s too numb and too used to it to even feel a thing or even be scared anymore