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thedemigodoracle · 7 months
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HI HELLO just saw you post! I am so happy to see you back and active again! I hope you are doing well, genuinely. I cannot begin to express how happy I was to see you post agian. CC is one of my all time favorite fanfictions. I think about it and reread it all the time. I love your art and all of your stories. I've been following since I was 13 on DeviantArt, and I'm 27 now and so happy just to see you around again. I'd love to read and reblog anything new you post, but even if you're just here to chill, I hope you're doing well, and I'm so glad to see you back in this fandom!
THANK U SO MUCH,
I’m always so happy to hear about the people who liked my stuff because life got so hard in the last decade for me I lost so many people só of course I stopped and now I’m trying to build back from the start this piece of me and who I was and I can’t wait to re-do art and re-edit or rewrite shit as well as new stuff. I know a lot of people don’t know me in the new generation of fans so having people still remember me and my stuff feels GREAT. I can’t wait for you to enjoy the adult version of CC (I mean they are still immature but u get it). I mean, what I want to say is that I am hyped too so to have people hyped as well MEANS THE WORLD TO ME
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leorizanzel · 2 years
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖 🍒
omg thank you for the ask!
I would recommend like four of my stories, so this should be short and sweet.
No Glory in the West - By the numbers, my most popular story. It's the first longfic I've ever completed (hopefully won't be the last!), and it's the one that I poured a ton of love into. If you love High Romance in a Western setting, this is the story for you!
Mornings of Gold, Valentine Evenings - My Winter Olympics AU oneshot. It's got milkshakes, Kate Bush, a love triangle, and hockey banter for days.
The Once and Future King - This is an ongoing WIP, but I'm very proud of the way this one's shaping up so far and I'm very excited about what's coming up for this in the future. If you love Arthuriana and courtly love space operas with fights, heists, Eldritch beings, and ghosts - we've got that here and more!
Burn With Me, Heaven's On Fire - It's a love story, with lots of glitter. My ode to the hard-working performers of the stage and pole.
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theydjarin · 2 years
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖 🍒
Not me finally answering this
thanks to anon who sent this as well and @overeasysmokemachinewho also tagged me in something v similar
Dancing With a Stranger, E, 4.6k words, Din/Cobb
One of my more popular works, and for good reason imo! Identity porn is one of my favorite tropes and I had so much fun writing it.
Din Djarin, no longer donning his armor, visits a club in Mos Eisley and encounters Marshal Cobb Vanth, who doesn't seem to recognize him. Din makes some poor decisions.
A Simple Bounty (WIP), E, 35k words, Din/Han and Din/Luke/Han
My pride and joy,,,,, it's a WIP but I love this story so much. It was my first fic after years and years. A fun and engaging story, hot sex, and a newly pioneered OT3. So much fun. Made some really really good friends from this, and I'll be finishing it as part of the WIP Big Bang this year so keep an eye out!
After spending some time with Grogu and his new Jedi teacher, Din takes a bounty to bring in an infamous smuggler named Han Solo.
This should be simple, at least. He'll bring in Solo within a few weeks, finally buy his own ship, and then he can go back to his son and the Jedi he's unfortunately grown attached to. No problem.
Or: Din Djarin severely underestimates Han Solo's ability to wriggle his way into people's soft spots.
Let You Play That Role, E, 6.7k words, Din/Luke
Another one I had a ton of fun writing, t4t dinluke is everything to me. Loved writing dom!Din in a way that I like (service top, a little awkward) since most of the time dom daddy Din skeeves me out. I have another t4t dinluke in the works that's vaguely in the same universe and involves exploring fantasies together so keep an eye out 8)
Din comes home to his husband with a bounty puck bearing Luke's face and name. Luke decides he wouldn't mind being Din's bounty for the night, and Din obliges
Sugar and Spice, G, 1.3k words, Din/Han
A slight deviation from the other ones but I really really enjoy this one. It's a modern AU which isn't always my jam, but I feel like this one really showcases what their relationship dynamic would be when they're established and has some fun tiny tidbits of worldbuilding. It also has interpersonal conflict, which is not usually my strong suit, so I'm proud of how it came out!
“Happy Valentine's Day,” Din said into his ear.
Han rolled his eyes, pulling himself out of Din’s hold and getting out of bed. “Valentine’s Day,” he hissed, “was yesterday.”
One Seat, E, 1k words, Han/Luke
This last rec was a crapshoot because I don't have that many fics posted hahah but this one got really good feedback so I think it's a solid choice! Not sure about the whole sex in an x-wing logistics but we made it work. I still remember when someone (I think anon??) sent me a message saying that between this and ASB, they were both in character but you could still tell they were at different points in their lives and relationships and it really stuck with me. If you're still here anon I love you
no summary for this one, it's literally just skysolo having sex in an X-Wing
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mykingdomforasong · 3 months
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TELL ME ABOUT TWICE UPON A POINTE (also please share thoughts on the pjo show if you want to get into it lol??)
I've been live blogging thoughts over at demigodsanswer, but they are generally positive towards the cast and some adaptive changes, although I think it feels very rushed. I am begging on my hands and knees for Disney+ to green light a show with more than 8 episodes a season.
Twice Upon a Pointe is my rewrite of my incomplete Percabeth Ballet Au "Once Upon a Pointe"
I started the rewrite and enjoyed it, but then just lost steam (other real life writing projects have taken over my time lol). I was motivated to rewrite it, because I just feel like my writing has really improved since the initial story. I've also been doing ballet for about a year and a half, so I also have more personal knowledge of what it physically feels like to do ballet. I'm no pro by any means, but I know a bit more now.
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“Hello again,” she said, taking his hand. “Don’t let me fall.” There was a small smile on her lips. 
She’d looked happier since she came back, Percy noticed. She’d gone on a leave of absence for nearly nine months, and only came back at the tail end of Nutcracker season. The Sleeping Beauty was her big welcome home ballet, the big ticket seller for their Winter season, with her name in all the programs, in all of the reviews, in all of the advertising. Annabeth Chase was center stage. 
Being able to dance with her was a privilege. She was only a year older than him, but she had been in the company for a decade already. She had been offered her apprenticeship at sixteen. He’d only been there for seven years, not earning his apprenticeship until eighteen. She was made soloist the next year – the same year he entered the corps. He’d watched her advance to Principal before he’d even gotten out of the corps. She was a rock star in the company. 
So what the hell was he doing there with her? 
Percy smiled, trying to calm his nerves. “I wouldn’t dare,” he said. He took his starting position on the other side of the room. As the music started, they walked slowly towards each other. Don’t forget the choreography, he told himself as he carefully presented his foot with each step, his arms extended, open and welcoming towards his “guests”. Just don’t forget the choreography, and for the love of god, don’t drop her.
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Kristoff: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
Anna: It’s not a joke! I’m a legit snack!
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michaelyew · 4 years
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Here’s a concept: Calypso have up on love centuries ago, so now only the “dead” queer demigods show up on her island. She’s just chilling with lee, Michael, Ethan, and Leo drinking smoothies and talking shit
Leo stumbles over the beach thinking he’d be dead and instead he walks in on a group of demigods cheering Calypso on as she chugs a virgin daiquiri and someone keeps time. 
The only other person there when Percy shows up in this son of Hermes who’d been there for about nine years and then in the middle of dinner that first night he just stands up, downs an entire mojito in one go, says “Alright I’m out, it’s been fun” and Calypso says “cheers bro” and he walks into the ocean, presumably back to whatever he’d been up to when he got flung out of a yacht. 
They throw DOWN for book club. Everyone has an opinion. 
I unironically love this. Calypso’s island just being this vacation spot in the middle of nowhere where half dead demigods do art therapy and garden and tan on the beach while they gossip
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hazelmagix · 4 years
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Saw a bunch of people messaging you about pie preference as just want to say that, as 24 year old, you will enjoy many pies. Don’t worry too much about preference now or what you have encountered or haven’t encounter. This is only half a parody message. There really are a lot of good pies, and I’m not confident I’ve enjoyed even half of them so far. Your pie-enjoying life doesn’t end at 18 (ok but for real not trying to minimize anything. all jokes)
😭😭😭I'm deleting this blog
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novemberwasgrey · 4 years
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10, 11, 22?
10: What does your URL mean?
It's not that deep, it's actually pretty silly. The day I decided to sign up on Tumblr it was on november which is my favorite month of the year, and the sky was really grey because of a thunderstorm coming. And... That's basically it. My URL was inspired by my love for fall and thunderstorms
11: Who is your celebrity crush?
Niall Horan (yes I was a directioner) and Lauren Jauregui (yes I'm a mess for Latina women)
22: What was the last film you saw?
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (with a huge cookie dough ice cream pint that I instantly regretted having devoured)
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romangod · 4 years
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@demigodsanswer replied to your post “2020 has just been be dr*nking and thinking about percy jackson. not...”
girl same
when i say its 2012-2014 all over again i mean it but with alcohol. just got nothin else new
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childofathena · 3 years
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hello!
this ask game is hard bc idk what the fuck i wanna tell yall. hmmm....
i wish my dorm had a sink in the room bc itd make life so much easier </3 
new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want
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verycorrectlotr · 5 years
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Uruk-hai: We have kidnapped your sons.  
Aragorn: I don’t have any sons. 
Uruk-hai: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwiches? 
Aragorn: Dear god, you have Merry and Pippin. 
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incorrectfmaquotes · 5 years
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Ed: Just got into Central today and, I don’t know if this happened to you guys, but as soon as I stepped off The train, the air hit my eyes, and they wouldn’t stop watering.
Ed: So I went to the doctor here. I thought it was going to be allergies.
Ed: Plot twist:
Ed: depression.
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humanitysot · 6 years
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Armin: So how did you get into this car accident?
Levi: Well, we were driving and there was a deer on the road that Eren didn't notice
Levi: So I said 'Eren, deer!' and do you want to tell Armin what your response was?
Eren, sighing: 'Yes, honey?'
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knaveofmogadore · 7 years
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“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.” Michael/Lou Ellen
Just a few more steps. Michael had made it up the fire escape stairs without making them creak, gotten through the window without knocking over a single succulent, and had navigated the entire apartment to their bedroom without stubbing their toe once. The door had mercy on them and refrained from squeaking for the first time in a year. Then Lou Ellen wrecked their dreams of sneaking into bed at two am a step away from the finish line.
“If you steal the blankets, I’m putting my cold feet on you.”
They gulped, “I didn’t think you would be awake..”
She lifted the comforter and motioned for them to get into bed, “Hurry up, I’m getting cold.”
They sighed softly in relief and crawled onto the mattress next to Lou. Michael wrapped their arms around her and snuggled close and Lou dropped the blankets over their face. They huffed against her neck but obviously had no plans on moving anytime soon, and if anything hugged her tighter.
“Where were you,” she grumbled, “It got cold without you.”
Michael winced, “Sorry. Lee called.”
“Is he ok?”
“He had a few too many at a gig and needed me to get him home.”
She ran her fingers through their hair and pressed her freezing toes against their shins. Then she frowned and kicked him.
“Get the hell out of bed and take your pants off.”
Michael smirked, “Isn’t it a little late for make up sex?”
Lou groaned, “Get your damn jeans off, stupid, or I’ll make you sleep on the couch!”
“You gonna make me?”
Lou Ellen pushed at their shoulder then turned away onto her other side.
“No, come back!”
“Take your pants off, I refuse to cuddle with your jeans chafing my thighs.”
Michael poked at her mid back several times, she continued to ignore them. They pressed their forehead against her shoulder and attempted the kiss her. She scooted away, “Nope, not happening.”
“But it’s cold,” they whined.
“It’s what you get for sneaking out and scaring the shit out of me.”
“…I’m sorry.”
Lou shrugged, “Well, you weren’t cheating on me-”
“I would never!”
“I know, Mike. And you’re safe, and you’re not drunk, so..”
Lou Ellen stayed on a silent pause for an agonizing long time. Finally, Michael nudged her shoulder and broke the silence, “So?”
“Take off the jeans and I’ll forgive you.”
Michael did not hesitate to roll out of bed and peel their pants off. By the time they were crawling back under the covers, Lou Ellen was waiting on them with her arms sleepily held out. They dozed off as soon as they were curled around each other.
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lizzybizzyart · 4 years
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moneybags bought him ice cream ( ˘ᴗ˘ )
inspired by a post by @demigodsanswer
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michaelyew · 4 years
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ok a concept: game night with Michael, Ethan, Clarisse, and Chris results in the logest game of monopoly in human history. While Michael and Clarisse are busy fighting over Park Place, Ethan and Chris fall asleep on the floor
If anyone is married in this unedited scenario they’re getting a divorce, although I can’t say that dragging a petty competition out for a fourth of a year isn’t something that Michael and Clarisse would do because it absolutely is. Fun fact the longest game in a single sitting is 54 hours and if someone made me play monopoly for 54 hours only for me to lose I’d beat the shit out of them with the board too. Anyway! 
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It goes on for 14 hours with snack and bathroom breaks, from 2pm to 4am. 
Michael and Ethan arrive with a stack of board games and two bottles of wine. Ethan tried very hard to stop him from bringing the board games, which is why he got tricked into going out to buy wine. 
The night starts out with a bang because the first game they tried wasn’t even monopoly, it was Exploding Kittens, which Ethan is historically good at by the virtue of being lucky and merciless. So after losing for the third time Chris goes to open a bottle of wine, Ethan goes to the bathroom and by the time they both come back the monopoly board is already set up. A sense of dread settles into the room. 
The game has been going for three hours by the time Chris and Ethan start making dinner. Michael and Clarisse have paused the game in order to have a spirited discussion over whether trading should be allowed or not, and it’s escalated to the point where Michael drained his wine glass in one gulp so that he could flip it upside down over Ethan’s cards to keep Clarisse from reaching over and grabbing them. Ethan and Chris have a peaceful dinner, while Clarisse and Michael have a truce. 
By 8 pm they’re on the second bottle of wine and the boys have liquidated their assets so that they can play mariokart and have adult conversations about Chris’ job. 
By 9pm they are out of wine and it’s anyone’s guess for the winner, mostly because they have to keep pulling out the calculator and arguing over their math. Clarisse has dyscalculia and Michael is a little inebriated so this really pads their time. 
By 11pm the boys have moved back down to the floor because it looks like the game might be nearing an end and they want in on the action. Clarisse is nearing bankruptcy with every turn and is limping along because Michael keeps landing on her properties. Then he gets struck with the worst of rolls and lands on Boardwalk, bringing Clarisse completely out of debt. 
By 1am they’ve reached that mythic point of Monopoly singularity where until one of them fucks up the game can go on forever. Chris is laying with his head in Clarisse’s lap, and between turns she’ll run her fingers through his hair or scratch his neck. Ethan is holding on but he’s swaying and taking long blinks. 
Here’s the thing! This particular box of monopoly is old and was passed on from a long line of friends of friends, so it doesn’t have all the pieces. Among the missing challenge cards and hotels is something very important: the property card for Park Place. Neither of them remember who has it and no one wrote it down. So when Clarisse lands on it and Michael tells her to pay up, well, it’s easy to see where that goes. 
By this point hearing them argue might as well be whale sounds because the boys are wiped. Ethan finally takes the L and lays down with his feet tucked under Michael’s legs. Chris dozes off to the sound of Clarisse rattling off everything she owns, neither of them yet realizing the card doesn’t exist. 
It’s Michael who makes the bad move, somewhere around 4am. Chris is jostled awake by Clarisse shouting in triumph and dumping him in the floor so that she can stand up to gloat. Ethan, still half asleep, is reaching out blindly for the knife he keeps under their pillows at home. The actual words Michael uses to snap back at Clarisse are lost in her gloating, but everyone hears it when 1) Clarisse calls Michael a shitty sore loser who’s bad at math and 2) Michael dumps all of the pieces on the board onto the floor so that he can swing it at Clarisse. 
Chris spends the next four weeks vacuuming up monopoly pieces and finding paper money under his furniture. 
So that’s why Michael and Clarisse are banned from Monopoly, and by extension, all other money based games. (except for settlers of catan, which was already banned for different reasons.)
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