I think a lot about Leo’s tendency to push his way into the spotlight despite clearly being a natural in the shadows. Hell, you could argue that his worst moments are when he’s forcing himself onstage, and his best are when he does things no one notices until it’s already been done.
Gordon/Barney/Alyx is really really funny to me conceptually bc it's like, two hot geniuses in their 20s who look at the 40-something smartass who hangs around and go 'yeah that guy. we both want him carnally'
Viridian trainers for day 5 of spesilverweek! they are my most beloved but Lance is a cursed character who is impossible to draw or portray in any way to me
Abby coming home from patrol, sweat running down her face from the effects of summer coming around. Your body draped across the couch as you did your best to stay awake and greet her. She walks over to you, seeing that you were reading a book she’d lent to you for your birthday, her hands running over the cover.
“Couldn’t stay awake for me YN?” She ask quietly, blowing air into your face to see if that would wake you. You open your eyes, reaching out in front of you to pull her into a hug. Abby watches the tight tank top that hugs your body just right, sliding up your torso. The skin of your stomach causing her mind to stir. Maybe she just liked you.
“Are you still tired?” She asks softly, lifting you up off the couch slowly. You wrap yourself around her body, she carries you into her bedroom that you basically assigned yourself too as well. Laying you down slowly while she places sweet kisses to your neck and jaw. “I can do all the work YN, you can just sit and look pretty.” She says barely above a whisper into your ear, making a shiver go down your spine as you squeeze your legs together.
“Okay.”
Her hands on your belly to keep you down as she penetrates you with her fingers. Her big arm wrapped around you thigh to keep your legs open as you whine and Grind against her face. She licks and spits against your clit, her thumb pressing down against the nub causing you to arch your back into her mouth. “Feel good yeah? Just wanna put you back to sleep f’me.” She says softly, keeping eye contact with you as you sit up to watch her.
Her fingers plunging into you just right, curling to hit that spot that only she could reach with her big thick fingers. Her eyes never leaving you, your legs shaking around her face, your hands gripping that pretty braid she lets you take your time helping her do every morning. Your eyes low as you throw your head back, feeling the knot in your stomach coming undone.
“Gonna cum? Yeah? Cum for me sweetheart, I wanna taste you.” She talks you through it, still plunging her fingers into you as you fall over the edge. “Been thinking about you all day, c’mon.” She bites her lip, watching as your mouth hangs open while you coat her fingers in your essence. She slows her fingers down, kissing your cheek softly as you catch your breath. She leans down to lick it all up, not wanting to leave a drop of you behind.
“Okay pretty baby, let’s get some sleep.” She says as she caresses your face, your body falling limp next her as you fall asleep half naked and in her embrace.
The way Annabeth was thinking so far ahead of Percy that Percy was confused. The way she refused to elaborate on anything, and then was like; 'I'm surrounded by idiots' whenever someone (Percy) didn't understand her. The way she looked so smug after she pushed Percy into the water and he got claimed. THE WAY SHE WAS SO BLUNT!!!!! ("ARE YOU STALKING ME??" "yeah lol")
Sorry, but that's the most accurate Annabeth in the world holy smokes Leah did such a good job. All my forgotten love for Annabeth's character that I felt while reading the books just crashed into me full force and I'm frothing at the mouth with obsession.
“-You’re gonna expect me to know how to do something I don’t know how to do, and I end up falling flat on my face, I- I can’t really have that right now.” “You still don’t get where you fit into all of this, do you?” SHE’S TALKING ABOUT THE PROPHECY AND HOW SHE KNOWS HE'S A POSIEDON KID, BUT SHE HIDES IT AS HOW HE DOESN’T KNOW HIS PLACE IN THE CAPTURE THE FLAG GAME!!!! BECAUSE SHE WON’T TELL HIM!!!! AND ITS EPIC BECAUSE IN THE CAPTURE THE FLAG GAME HE DOES FALL FLAT ON HIS FACE, BUT IN THE PROPHECY HE DOES GET HIS DAD TO SEE HIM!!!! And then she fixes his armor plate, making sure that its secure. Making sure he won't get hurt. That's not part of her plan, and things always go according to her plan. She's the game master. IM SCREAMING
[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]
Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?
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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.
Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!
Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.
* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.