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#IN HOO WE TRUST
ahrasliaayahanambar · 11 months
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So driven by my obsession with the new Gloryhammer album, I decided to buy a silver necklace and silver letters to form HOOTS. But since something always has to fuck up, after aggressively threading HOO on the chain, at some point I accidentally destroyed the letter T. Of course there is still the letter S, but I think I'll stop at HOO so
IN HOO WE TRUST 🤘
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stillcarmine · 21 days
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married valzhang where it’s like. Frank is annoyed bc Leo never sleeps for like health reasons but also he just?? wants to cuddle?? so he’ll get up and walk around the house with his eyes shifted to do that reflective thing predators’ eyes do trying to catch Leo off guard but Leo is just like. Closes the fridge with a lil 2am snack to find a dark, looming shape with glowing eyes in the door way and goes ‘oh hey babe what are you doing up?’
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justaz · 2 years
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stuttering and blushing mess percy nervously asking annabeth to come to his mom and paul’s wedding while wiping his sweaty palms on his pants repeatedly and annabeth pausing for a couple seconds to freak out internally (is this a date? it’s not a date. just going to his moms wedding. a wedding. it’s a date. no, not a date. should i ask? no way. is it a date?) before agreeing nonchalantly and asking about the dress code and time and place etc. percy suppressing the biggest smile and telling her everything she needs to know before hurrying off to his cabin to freak out. annabeth definitely didn’t squeal before rushing to silena for help with literally everything.
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kazucee · 7 months
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Jump then fall by Taylor swift is so Solangelo coded stfu rn TTT.
Well, I like the way your hair falls in your face You got the keys to me I love each freckle on your face, oh
—Nico Di Angelo to Will Solace
Cause every time you smile, I smile And every time you shine, I'll shine for you
—literally just Solangelo
Whoa, oh, I'm feeling you, baby Don't be afraid to jump then fall (into Tartarus with me)
—Anyways TSATS reference 🤪.
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jankwritten · 4 months
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Jasico Bingo Challenge: Jason Remembers Nico
Sunlight streaks in through the half-open arena roof, bathing their section in warm, mid-afternoon gold. Jason, who has decided to spend their short mid-class break sprawled out in the dirt, basks in the warmth of it. 
He’s hot from training, sure, and maybe everyone else is smarter for seeking shelter in the shade of the spectator stands, but something about the afternoon sun is like wrapping up in a blanket. A cozy, tingly kind of warmth. 
Maybe, in another life, Jason was a child of Apollo. Wouldn’t that be something? Jason Grace: still a child of the sky, but without all the pressure. It sounds pretty nice, he won’t lie. 
As the class murmurs in the background, Jason lets himself relax. Really, truly relax, starting with his shoulders, down his arms, his wrists, his knuckles. He loosens his back on a deep exhale, and down his legs, until he feels as boneless and one-with-the-earth as he possibly can. 
A cool shade passes over him. It settles across his face, as if something has come by and blocked out the sun. 
He peeks. 
“You’ll get a sunburn,” Nico says, hunched over with his elbows on his knees, face in his hands. 
“And you won’t?” Jason closes his eyes again. Honestly, having Nico’s chilly aura nearby is kind of awesome when the sun’s this perfect. Yin and yang, right? Balance. 
Plus, y’know, doesn’t hurt a guy’s pride to have the well documented people-avoider seeking him out. Even if it’s to save him from himself. Score one: Jason. 
“My hair will spare my neck, I’m sure.” 
Jason smiles. “I like your hair long, you know. I wish I could grow my hair out like that.” 
Nico makes a scoffing sound, like he can’t decide if he wants to be amused or offended. Jason peeks again. 
“Perfect Praetor Grace wants to look like an unwashed rat?” 
“That’s not what I said. I said I wanted to grow my hair long, like yours.” 
He watches Nico rolls his eyes and shake his head, but he doesn’t push the point. 
Score two: Jason. 
A breeze rolls in off the strawberry hills, bringing the scent of grass and summer in to mix with the kicked up dirt and metal of the arena. Jason lulls into it. 
Gods, this is peaceful. It probably shouldn’t be, in the middle of teaching a class on self-defense. Jason’s always been a creature of habit, though, and battle was always an ironically safe space for him. Let out his aggression in a semi-healthy way, or something. 
Back at Camp Jupiter, they would have him fight in the coliseum every so often, a demonstration of his power, his capability to lead. They called him ruthless. He only ever lost one fight, which earned the victor a massive wave of support when it came time to elect praetors. 
It’s a strange memory, but one he smiles at nonetheless. Reyna was nothing short of vicious when they went toe-to-toe; she was the only person who ever fought the way Jason felt like he needed to, like it was sink or swim. Victory or death. 
There was one match, after Reyna, after people realized that Jason could be beaten, where he accidentally let too much of that side show. When he threw down his sword and took his opponent to the ground to fight like the wolves did, in the grass with teeth and claws and the rest of the pack swarming around them, snarling their approval. 
One face stood out in that crowd, afterward, of people stepping around him, giving him a wide berth while he scrubbed the blood off his mouth. It was a boy, wearing a too-loose purple shirt and a look on his face like he knew exactly what he’d seen. A boy with hair that turned brown in the light and eyes like nothing Jason had ever seen - not quite haunted, but certainly too old for the face they sat within. When the light hit them, it almost seemed to disappear. 
Jason never spoke to the boy. 
He opens his eyes again. Nico blinks down at him, his head tilted, eyebrows creased and mouth frowning. 
Jason grins back. Nico’s eyebrow twitches. 
“What.” 
“Nothing,” Jason says. A lifetime ago, Jason singled out one boy in a crowd, and despite having forgotten, lost everything, built himself anew—here that boy sits. Shielding him from the sun. Still, somehow, knowing Jason better than he’s ever known himself. “I’m just glad we’re friends.” 
“Ugh, gods,” Nico’s face goes pink, and his hands move, covering over his mouth and nose. “You’re worse than Will.” 
“I’m doing my job well, then.” 
Nico shakes his head, his hair drifting over his shoulders in the process, hanging in the air between them. Jason wants to reach up and touch it, fiddle with the strands like Leo does with Piper’s hair when they’re hanging out in the bunker. 
“I should let you burn,” Nico says. He doesn’t move. 
The victor in the colosseum would have shored up his walls at that. Closed himself off from the boy with underworld eyes. Heard nothing but the implication that Jason needs someone else to keep him safe, to keep him from getting himself hurt. 
Maybe that’s why Nico never spoke to him, back at Camp Jupiter. Maybe that’s why Jason never got up the nerve to approach him. Too scared to let himself trust. 
“I put my life in your hands,” Jason teases, crossing his arms behind his head. 
The sun is warm on his skin. The chuff of Nico’s disbelieving, snorting laugh is warmer. 
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caramelmacchiato07 · 6 months
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how freaking hot is this
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lostinbooks14 · 9 months
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Leo in BoO: When are you guys ever going to trust me?
Leo 2 seconds later: *proceeds to blow himself up *
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solace-seekers · 2 years
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annabeth: what are you doing???
percy, hanging half out the attic window of the big house (which has been converted into a blue pancake making station) with a spatula filled high with a stack of pancakes: uhhhhh the oracle.. got… hungry?
annabeth: uh huh, you mean the oracle doll that no longer houses the oracle got hungry so you decided to make it pancakes and then hang said pancakes out the window, in the opposite direction of the doll?
percy: yup yup exactly that
one of the horde of campers waiting outside the big house with plates to catch the pancakes from the window: percy! hurry up and throw the next batch we’re hungry!
annabeth: …
percy: …listen i can explain
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thaliasthunder · 2 years
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do u think disney will include Will in the Last Olympian? im asking bc being honest i dont really think they'll film hoo neither toa for the age-time thing so i just wonder if they'll really get into the topic of nico being gay since rick did not start suggesting it and eventually making it official until hoo........so
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asbestieos · 4 months
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my fav gag me and geef have come up w so far while playing p3p is saying "____ my lover!" whenever a link shows up asking to hang out .. just something really funny about going "(gasp) hidetoshi, my lover!" every time his bum face shows up
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saltypiss · 5 months
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"but it's badly translated"
has to be the most boring trend of all time, yet bottomfeeders keep doing it. Like, man, just admit you have no charisma to back up your work at that point.
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anarkhebringer · 11 months
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I DID IT I got my mother to say with her whole chest what her fucking deal is. She FINALLY admitted she's a Puritan after she said "yes! thank you!" to me bringing up her usual "hate the sin love the sinner" bigotry she throws at me every time I dare to acknowledge my queerness. It's been making me SO mad every time she fights with me because I've NEVER had a word to describe what her fucking sickness in the head is. Now that I know she's a Puritan I'm gonna be hard to move with her bullshit and get so angry I cry anymore I think.
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killmebythebeach · 2 years
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Just finished today's jrwi and WHATS THIS?! ******* ******** WITH A STEEL CHAIR?!?!
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fuckmeyer · 1 year
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just chiming in on the midnight sun thing, i found the quote, pg 214 of the draft: "‘I don’t know the humans there, but I can’t let someone else take Bella’s place as his victim. Those other women—someone might feel about them the way I feel about Bella. Might suffer what I would have suffered if she’d been harmed. It’s not right—’ His [Carlisle’s] wide, unexpected smile stopped the rush of my words cold.”
which yeah i see why she changed that. yeesh. (also how did i not realize how LONG the draft was before this?!)
aha, thank you sweet anon! good lord, page 214 of the draft? you're right, i don't remember the leak being that long, my god
that quote reminds me of those posts you'd see during the #MeToo movement that went along the lines of, "Boys, we need to support women not being raped. she could be your daughter! your mother! your grandmother! your aunt!" ugh. performative bullshit. never trust someone who can only empathize with others by contextualizing that person's role in their own lives
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piplupod · 1 year
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toasteaa · 1 year
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Finally triple crowned Xiao last night so now my thoughts will be fixed solely on my precious glass cannon that nukes everything but dies immediately
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