#post boo

[mediumgayitalian]

“It’s half past eleven, Nico. I told you to get some rest.”

Nico’s face twists somewhere between a scowl and a frown.

“I don’t need to.”

He’s sorted the medicine cabinet eight billion times in his life — Will doesn’t need to think about it. Instead, he lets his mind wander, lets his hands handle themselves, lets his eyes stray to the hunched way Nico is standing, one knee resting on the cot Will assigned him, the other straight, foot resting, pointed, towards the door. His fingers twist and steeple together, thumb worrying his skull ring, faint scratches picked and scabbed over. His clothes sag off of him.

“It’s safe,” Will assures softly. Nico startles, turning his big, dark eyes to face him, and Will meets them head on, determined to let the seriousness show in his face. “Argus is watching the door, and Peleus is awake at the border. Nothing is going to attack us while you sleep.”

Nico worries his lip. “That’s not it.”

Half-lie. He was worried about being attacked — Will can feel it, the same way you can feel a bug crawling on your skin. Tiny brushes of something foreign along the sensitive nerves of his skin. But he’s shifty, still, beyond that, beyond the same fear they all carry.

“What is it, then?”

Nico shrugs. Squeezing his eyes briefly shut, Will focuses his energy, sending out teeny tiny vibrations too tightly wound for regular human senses to pick up, waiting for them to bounce back at him. Usually, he hates doing this — too much input. He can feel the ions shaking on the metal bed frames, feel the cling of every microbe on non-sterile surfaces, feel microscopic patch of skin flake off every person’s body, feel the ka-thunk ka-thunk ka-thunk of every heartbeat. It’s hard to sort and hard to interpret. A massive wall of noise beyond auditory.

But he focuses, channels the input as much as he can, and interprets like Rachel taught him — like picking up a handful of silt and focusing on one grain of sand at a time. One person out of the masses — one input at a time.

Sweat, gathering in the palms of his hands, chock full of DHEA and adrenaline. Pinpriked with serotonin and a sprinkling of cortisol. Elevated heart rate, barely so; increased blood pressure. Fourteen hundred hair follicle deaths. Minor lactic acid buildup in the muscles. Contracted veins and capillaries.

“You’re feeling guilty,” Will guesses.

Nico gapes.

“How did you — there’s no possible way you — lucky guess,” he lands on eventually.

“Stress is just pouring off of you, man,” Will says, holding back a small smile, “I can feel it.”

Ha. If only he knew.

“Whatever. I just —”

Will waits, tucking away the last of the half-used bottles. They’re going to have to start rationing nectar, soon. And he might have Nico cut some bandages if he’s up for it, tomorrow; it’ll save him some time before Chris’s surgery.

“You just?”

Nico gestures helplessly at where Will is finishing up the last of the inventory. “There are a dozen more deserving people than me of this bed, I can’t —”

“You’re important too, you know.”

The click of Nico’s jaw snapping shut rings throughout the quiet infirmary. It’s just barely louder than sleeping patients shifting in the cots, and a little quieter than Miranda’s snoring.

“I know that.”

“Do you?”

Hesitation. Cortisol and adrenaline, again, even higher heart rate.

“…Yes?”

Hm. Interesting.

“You’re telling the truth,” Will muses. He tilts his head. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

The immediate honesty in Nico’s voice is flattering. Will smiles, and he flushes, slightly.

Serotonin flash. Salivary gland inhibition.

Interesting.

“Listen to me, then: you’re important. And you’re still dangerously exhausted — medically exhausted. You’re a step and a half away from a coma, dude. You need this bed as much as anyone else here.”

“There are stab wounds in some of them,” Nico argues. “And missing limbs and slash marks and —”

“And they’re all stable,” Will interrupts. He raises a challenging eyebrow. “D’you think I maybe know what I’m doing after three years of this, Nico? I know how to triage. Is anyone close to death?”

Nico purses his lips. “No.”

“Right.” Will shrugs. “I know you’ve been teetering on the edge of fading, which isn’t great. The only reason I waited until now to get you in here was because I had people in worse condition. They’re stable now — and so I have space to prioritize you. Okay?”

Slowly, Nico nods. Gut serotonin and heavy endorphin release — good.

“Okay,” he says quietly.

Truth.

“You’ll sleep?”

A ghost — ha — of a smile flashes on his face. “Yeah, you nag, I’ll sleep.”

“That’s all I ask,” Will responds, meeting his smile. “Night, Nico.”

“Goodnight.” He hesitates. “Thank you, Will.”

Will grins wider.

“Anytime.”

#will solace i love u u are so so cool #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #will solace #nico di angelo #nico di angelo & will solace #nico di angelo/will solace #pre solangelo #solangelo #post boo #my writing #fic #100 ways #100 ways to say i love you #longpost

[awanderingmuse-ficrec]

there is just one thing i need (this is all i’m asking for)

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Author: aceofdiamonds @anditsspectacular

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Strong Language, Alcohol, 

Word Count:  6,167

Pairings: Percico

Characters: Percy Jackson, Nico di Angelo

Tags: Fluff

"You can't use that card every two minutes," Nico says warily, gritting his teeth as he slides his uninjured arm out. This arm is covered in ink, Percy sees. He wants to lean closer, wants to touch, but he doesn't know the boundaries anymore if he knew them to begin with. ”Help me, will you?”

Percy winces at the groan and flash of pure pain on Nico’s face when he gently pulls the sleeve off, holding Nico’s hand like that will help. He throws the jacket onto the bed behind them -- that goddam leather jacket that makes Nico look five years older and makes Percy want to push him down onto the bed and kiss him until his cheeks flush and -- shit. This is what Rachel was talking about, isn't it? Fuck.

realizations and pining and snow and drinking

#pjo #percico #percy jackson #nico di angelo #post boo #pj:angst #pj: holiday #complete #5to10k #teen #fic rec

[twopersoncult]

Jealousy (Percabeth)

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: Annabeth has too much to drink and dances with a stranger to rile up her boyfriend.

Characters: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood, Leo Valdez, Piper McLean, Jason Grace

Date written: 10th May 2022

Thudding vibrations pulsated against every inch of the checkered dance floor as figures swayed in the moody lighting of the dark club. Percy and Annabeth met up with Jason Piper and Grover who’d been visiting Leo at his new job. Leo took the job at a local bar during his break from Camp and school. He took his love for tinkering and inventing with him behind the bar and it showed in each of the clubs ‘special’ drinks. After a quick - ill timed, Iris Message with Grover in a bathroom he found out his best friend was in the area and would soon join them.

Percy sat at one of the booths on the other side of the club, half listening to Jason and Piper chatting about their newest cat, half keeping tabs on Annabeth as she was served her drinks by Leo. Watching as they made light conversation with him to catch up. He kept his eyes trained on her while he waited for Grover to arrive. Annabeth downed yet another cup of... well she wasn't sure what mix Leo made this time. She glanced down to the dance floor at the dark silhouettes that swayed from side to side to the latest EDM mix, making her sway to the beat as well. The alcohol in her veins gave her an electric buzz of courage to move her hips to the rhythm of the pounding music.

The sway of Annabeth’s hips had Percy in a trance… Fuck, that was his girl, he thought as he excused himself from the booth and started making his way to her. "Hey Perce!" Grover shouted over the loud music and chatter of the mortal club, breaking Percy out of the trance Annabeth had him under. The last time the three of them had been to any sort of club together.. things hadn't gone down too well aka they were attacked by some asshole monsters.

"Hey man!" Percy said with a smile growing on his face at the sight of his best friend, as he and Grover embraced, "Glad you could finally make it, the guys are over at the booth and Annabeth's..." Percy trailed off to point at Annabeth when he looked back at the bar and realized he lost sight of her.

His expression hardened when he quickly scanned the area and couldn't spot her head of golden locks. “Annabeth...was here,” he sighed, continuing towards the bar to ask Leo where she went. When he approached the bar, Leo was mixing up a drink for another customer and grinned in their direction.

“Hey Grover, nice to see you man!” He said and fist-bumped Grover to which he greeted him back. “Looking for your girl, Water Boy?” He asked Percy with a knowing look, seeing as Percy was glancing back and forth around the club.

“I'm not playing any games right now, Valdez. Where is she? This place could literally be crawling with monsters in disguise.” “Hey, hey! Chill out man! She said she was gonna head down to the dance floor.”

Percy wasted no time in heading down through the crowd, shouting over his shoulder at Grover that he'd be back. He probably looked downright predatory looking at all the people in the club to find his sweet girl but he didn't care, he just wanted her in his line of sight. When he finally spoted his Wise Girl, she's standing there in the middle of the dance floor, his heart does a little flip in his chest because she looks the most carefree she has in a while. No stresses over studying, no peer pressure, no struggles with fitting in with her regular mortal friends but just his Annabeth letting loose and overflowing with joy. The sight of her makes him burst with happiness and it feels as if the world around them stops and all he sees is her.

Percy genuinely smiles at her and decides that he should leave her to enjoy herself and begins to turn away when he sees a figure out of the corner of his eye dancing behind Annabeth. Annabeth continues to dance, moving her body and weaving her fingers through her hair. Percy is frozen in his spot and watches the figure, who he notices to be a man, wraps one of his arms around her waist and holds her from behind. He watches as he leans down to whisper in her ear but before he could move, Percy felt a pair of stormy grey eyes look up at him. Annabeth looked up at him with a mischievous look and smirked.

Annabeth, in her drunken state, decided to be a teasing little minx and reached her hands up in the stranger's hair and danced against him to further rile Percy up. She could feel Percy's dark, piercing gaze burning through hers and she let the guy grab her hips tighter and inhale the spot between her neck and collarbone. She bit back a cringe at his staunch breath because the dark look that Percy was sending her made it all worth it and she smiled loosely, head falling back into the stranger as dirty thoughts of what Percy would have planned for her flooded her brain.

The man's face was way too close to hers and Percy did not like one bit of it.

Percy gave her a look that said, ‘Sure you want to test me tonight Wise Girl?’ but she just ignored him and turned around to face the stranger, glancing up at him flirtatiously. The man smiled down at her and Percy could see that he was glancing down at her lips, waiting to close the gap between them. Annabeth glanced back to him as if challenging him further, waiting for him to burst and come get her. Percy growled, and angrily strides towards the pair, almost seething and the poor stranger who was none the wiser was pulled away with a snarl from Percy. “Keep your hands off what’s fucking mine.” The man stutterd apologies and stumbled as he backed up and soon disappeared through the dancing crowd.

Not waiting to see where the man disappeared, he grabbed Annabeth's hand and pulled her away from the club, ready to head home and deal with her for this little stunt she decided to pull tonight.

He grabbed her by her chin and lifted it up, bending by her ear so she could hear him over the loud music and said, “We're going home Wise Girl. You're going to learn who you belong to.”

But Annabeth had other plans, she let out adorable drunken giggles and took advantage of Percy being this close to her face and began planting tiny kisses along his jaw along his face until she reached the shell of his ear.

“Oh come on, Seaweed Brain. I was just having a little fun.” She was practically purring into his ear at this point and wrapped both arms around his neck. “And you know I love when you all riled up.” She hummed as she tugged on his hand and pulled him into one of the dark, secluded booths in the back of the club. She planted both hands on his chest and pushed him on the velvety seat, pulling the little string on the curtain that blocked the view of them from other people. Percy watched with surprised eyes as Annabeth planted both legs on either side of his lap, straddling him in the enclosed booth and leaning down into his ear, and whispering, “Besides, you know I'm all yours Percy.” She took both of his hands and placed them on her hips, and he instantly tightened their grip on either side as her blonde hair fell beautifully over her shoulders and onto his face.

“Fuck- Annabeth...don't ever do that again.” he said and looked up into her beautiful stormy eyes. She placed her hands on his that sat high on her thighs and whispered, “Yours. Only yours. Forever Percy.” Were the last words shared between them before he pulled her down to him, lips clashing together as they drowned in a heady cloud of love and lust.

//

Notes: this was our first fic and even though it was a trial, its near and dear to our hearts. hope you enjoyed it though. ❤

#one shot #aged up characters #tipsy annabeth #jealous percy #flirty percabeth #leo is a bartender #grover is a good friend #canon divergence #post BoO #our first work #aka our baby

[robinsversion]

How I sleep knowing I always cite my sources:

(First image from the film Drip Dippy Donald (1948); second image from season 4, episode 3 of the Simpsons, “Homer the Heretic” (1992).)

#the irony of me making this post and tracking the sources down at 2am is not lost on me #but it does prove how easy this shit is if I’m doing it with my eyes half closed #James cite your fucking sources #james somerton #hbomberguy #plagiarism #plagiarism and you(tube) #why are you booing me i’m right

[uchihasavior]

!!

#ic #[[who booped him?? could be you!!]] #[open] #[[ the boo update broke my notes so good luck to me]] #tumblr radar post

[inktho]

If Flertom had long hair as a child…

#dungeon meshi spoilers #it’s so funny to base chilchuck art on stuff like ‘yeah I remember my dad doing x/wearing x’ #this isn’t my weekly chuck im still…stewing on it… #*gets booed off the stage* #chilchuck #I hope it’s ok to post this it’s not major spoilers and honestly if you’re online enough i can’t even imagine how u could avoid knowing

[crismakesstuff]

mark seeing his dad’s bug baby mama

#I’ve got jokes *im booed off stage* #this episode was so good #SO GOOD #FUCK #i love how much mark told his dad off #invincible #mark grayson #nolan grayson #andressa invincible #oliver grayson #thraxxa #omniman #omni man #invincible show #invincible fanart #invincible spoilers #shitpost meme #meme post #meme #crismakesstuff

[majunju]

[right to left] hypnosis

#genshin impact #my art #sorry for the long post idk how i managed to push out 9 pages in like. 2 days im feeling a little insane atm #anyways. lynlumi [cheering] lumine angst [cheering] having to draw the concept [booing]

[demigods-posts]

all that i need is for percabeth to be in a situation where the only way they can make it out alive is if one of them can win over a group of monsters by telling a captivating and convincing love story. and it's just annabeth very dramatically and humorously reciting the first five books of the pjo series from her perspective. and the monsters are just eating it tf up. and percy's just facepalming so hard.

#annabeth: so then...i kissed him! 😤 #*monsters cheering* #annabeth: and then i had to hear him be burned alive and mourn him for two weeks 😫 #*monsters sreaming and crying* #annabeth: only for him to.crash his own funeral and reveal he was stranded on an island with a different girl😡 #*monsters boo-ing and cussing percy out* #it's almost identical to that scene in frozen 2 when olaf retells the first movie to the group of people #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo text post #pjo headcanon #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percabeth #percabeth headcanon #percabeth fluff #percabeth fanfic #percabeth textposts

[cheekylittlepupp]

Astarion in the act 3 romance scene: "You couldn't wait 10 seconds before being an absolute freak?"

Also Astarion 1 min later "How about a night of passion? on top of my grave?"

#astarion #bg3 #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #baldur's gate 3 #like boo lmao cmon #mims posts ~

[chaotic-deity]

Royal fashion

#totally didn't forget to post this here #my art #art #artists on tumblr #artwork #digital art #princess peach #king boo #bowser #super mario brothers #super mario bros #mario bros #smb #Nintendo

[garbagepapi]

I think an important thing to note is that the ban on palestinian flags or mentioning palestine in any capacity this year in eurovision, wasn't the decision of EBU but SVT (the swedish broadcasters). However, EBU has clearly supported and enforced this ban.

That being said, it's disgusting and appaling that SVT would ask eric saade, a half-palestinian man, to perform at eurovision, and then trash him and make official statements berating him for wearing a palestinian garment while performing, because he "made it political".

The reason why eurovision exists is inherently political. Half of the most successful eurovision songs are political. This whole thing is nothing short of a farce and absolutely disgusting.

#this is my only esc post for this year unless something as disgusting happens #the people actually bothering to watch this year better boo israel off stage as they should have for years now #eurovision #eurovision 2024 #eric saade #palestine

[kozukensgf]

bf texts with seventeen!

unreleased bf texts + random members

character(s): scoups, joshua, hoshi, dk, mingyu, myungho, seungkwan, dino

genre: fake texts, smau, one shots, fluff, crack

masterlist

#hazel posted #smau #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #kpop smau #svt fluff #svt smau #seventeen #seventeen smau #choi seungcheol #scoups #scoups text #seungcheol texts #kim mingyu #boo seungkwan #lee seokmin #xu minghao #lee chan #dino #hoshi #kwon soonyoung #kwon soonyoung texts

[cabozers]

You're in his DMs I'm in his control center room where I'm gently caressing his bundled sensory wires and twisting the positive sensory input wires in my fingers

#my post #caboose boos #objectum #objecto #technum #robosexual

[winter2468]

Baldur's Gate 3 + coming out

#this is not a baldur's gate quote #baldur's gate #baldurs gate #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #minsc #boo #text post #the onion #onion #onion headlines #lae'zel #shadowheart #halsin #wyll #wyll ravengard #astarion #astarion ancunin #gale #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #withers #body horror cw #minthara #karlach #raphael #long post

[insertsomthinawesome]

[requests are closed] Anon i'm sorry this is so late I finished these months ago. I meant to draw more but never got around to it UUUH. SORRY SLDKJSLDGKJSD I love them so much. I need to draw them more. ;;v;;

-NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-

#isa doobles requests #isa's fanart #insertsomthinawesome #October2023 #Twisted wonderland #twst #Cater Diamond #Trey Clover #twst cater #twst trey #i desperately need more of their awkward 'we were best friends but then riddle happened and now we pretend like everything is okay #while secretly knowing nothing i okay' dynamic #Trey is that bestie who does not do social media so whenever you need it you can give him all the tea SLDFKJSDLKJGSD #I'd actually drawn cater before this. But like. Never posted it WHEEZE #that's happened a lot with twst actually go figure. #I DREW THIS AGES AGO.... LIKE. BACK IN APRIL OR SOMETHING. #PROBABLY LATER THAN THAT #ANON I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO POST. I LIED TO MYSELF THINKING I'D FIND TIME TO DRAW MORE #NO. I WAS BOO BOO THE FOOL