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About Time

Originally posted by nessa007

Anon requests: hey hey hey :) i was wondering if i could request a jughead x reader where they’re best friends have been for as long as anyone could remember, but they’ve been in a relationship for quite a while now and nobody knows until the others (betty, kev, veronica and archie) notice one night when they’re all at pops that reader and jughead are sharing quick glances and yeah i think you might get what i mean, you don’t have to but i thought it was pretty cute :) x

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: The reader and Jughead have been keeping their relationship a secret, but their friends are growing tired of the sexual tension

Warnings: none

Word count: 715

A/N: so we hit 300 followers today?? This is insane, thank you guys so much for the support, you are all incredible!! Enjoy!

The heels of my boots clicked against the floor as I walked down the school hallway.  I scanned everyone’s faces, searching for my boyfriend. An arm grabbed me and pulled me into an empty classroom.  I looked up and saw my boyfriend.

“Jug!” I giggled as he wrapped his arms around my waist.  “You know I have to get to French class in a few minutes.”

“I know,” he smirked, “which means we have a few minutes.”  I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“The bell’s gonna ring any second,” I whispered, my face inching closer to his.  Jughead’s smirk faded into a smile as he leaned in.

“Better make every second count then,” he replied.  Our lips were millimeters apart when the bell rang, causing me to jump out of his arms. When I saw him pouting, I winked before exiting the room.

“Au revoir, Jughead,” I called over my shoulder.  He rolled his eyes, but there was a smile etched on his face.

Later that day, I was sitting with Betty and Veronica at lunch.  

“So you’re still coming to Pop’s tonight, right (Y/N)?” Betty asked.  I smiled and nodded.

“Of course!” I replied.

“And will Jughead be joining us tonight?” Veronica asked, her lips curving upwards in a smirk.  I rolled my eyes but nodded.

“Yes he is,” I responded. Betty and Veronica shared a smirk, causing me to shake my head.  “Oh my god, guys, I know what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Veronica waved her hand, dismissing me.  “I know what you’re gonna say.  You and Jughead have been BFFs since day one and blah blah blah ruin friendship and so on so forth.”  She shook her head.  “Whatever. You know what we have to say, and it’s your choice.”  I laughed to myself, amused by Veronica and Betty’s lack of knowledge about mine and Jughead’s relationship.  For a second, I considered telling them the truth.  Instead, I just smiled and shrugged nonchalantly.

Jughead was the first person to arrive at Pop’s that evening.  Once I arrived, he perked up and waved me over to the booth.  When I sat down, he pecked me on the lips.  I playfully pushed him away.

“Our friends are going to be here any second,” I scolded him with a smile.  He laughed and rolled his eyes.

“We have to tell them eventually,” he reminded me, and I nodded.

“I know.”  The jingle of the bell signaled someone new entered Pop’s, and we turned around to see Veronica walk in.  I waved at her and she quickly caught sight of us, striding over to our booth.  She slid into the seat across from us.

“Hey lovebirds,” she greeted with a smirk.  I smiled back at her, unbothered.

“Hey, V,” I said. Kevin, Betty, and Archie arrived soon after, and we ordered our food and fell into a playful conversation. Occasionally, Jughead would steal some fries from my basket.  In retaliation, I would take his onion rings.  Our other four friends noticed these playful exchanges.  At first they said nothing, but when Jughead and I started to lightly shove each other, Kevin stopped us.

“Oh my god, just date already!” he shouted, slamming his fists on the table.  Jughead and I shared a glance, then burst out into laughter.

“What?” Archie questioned, all four of our friends looking back and forth between me and Jughead.  I bit my lip and smiled up at Jughead, ignoring our friends surrounding us.

“Oh my god,” Betty muttered, her eyes widening.  “You guys are…”  She couldn’t finish her sentence, her train of thought lost in shock.  Veronica and Kevin gasped.

“Are what?” Archie asked, still not getting it.  Veronica rolled her eyes.

“Dating, Archiekins,” she explained.  “(Y/N) and Jughead are dating.”  His eyes widened.

“You guys are dating?” he gasped.  “Since when?” I shrugged, not making eye contact with any of them.

“About a month?” I said, looking at Jughead for confirmation.  He nodded.

“Sounds about right.”

“And you didn’t tell us?” Kevin demanded.  I bit my lip guiltily and shrugged.  

“We were waiting for a good time to tell you guys,” I explained, but it came out more like a question.  The whole table groaned at us, but everyone wore smiles.

“Well,” smiled Betty, “it’s about time.”

I told you- Ethan Cutkosky

Two days ago, I told Ethan that I did not “dare” him to run out in the rain in just his boxers because he would get sick. Two days ago, Ethan took that as me daring him to run in the rain in just his boxers. One day ago, Ethan developed a stuffy nose and a sore throat.

“Eth, you need to take your medicine to get all better,” I felt like I was talking to a 5 year old, he was acting like one anyways.

“I don’t wanna, it’s gross,” he whined, his voice was hoarse. I waved the spoon in front of his face causing his nose to scrunch up in disgust. He laughed at my unamused expression, which sent him into a deep coughing fit. I patted his back, wanting him to just get it all out.

“Ethan…” I warned, raising my eyebrows, he groaned but opened his mouth, accepting the spoonful of medicine. After he swallowed it, he closed his eyes, threw his head back and stuck his tongue out from the side of his mouth.

I stood there, watching him, deciding that I would just wait to let him explain.

“I just died because it tasted so horrible,” he explained, he giggled at his own joke.

“Was it really that bad?” Was medicine really that gross? I couldn’t remember the last time I took cold medicine.

“Worst thing I’ve ever done,” he responded matter of factly.

“I told you not to run in the rain…”

*2 hours later*

“Ethaaaaaan, I’m home,” as usual I called out to him, waiting for his response, I doubted that he would be asleep the whole time.

After hanging up my coat, keys and bag, I walked into the living room, expecting to see Ethan on the couch, where I had left him. After he had fallen asleep I decided to go to the store and get everything I needed to make him a nice soup.

“Ethan?” I called out again. Again, no answer.

As quickly as I could, I put the groceries away, growing anxious to see how Ethan was doing. Deciding that he was probably in bed, I climbed the stairs, making my way to our bedroom.

My angel was curled up in bed, he clutched a pillow to his chest, his eyebrows were furrowed, eyes shut and lips slightly parted. A blue beanie was placed on his head, pushing his hair away from his face, he wore a gray sweatshirt that was a little too big. The covers were pulled up to his neck, he looked so cozy under the mounds of blankets. As quietly as I could, I made my way to him and sat on the edge next to him.

His cute little nose was red, contrasting the paleness of the rest of his face. My eyes wandered to the box of tissues by his head, then I noticed that in one of his hands he was loosely holding a tissue. I brought the back of my hand to his forehead, feeling the hot clammy skin. My hand moved down to his cheek, caressing his soft skin, Ethan nuzzled his cheek further into my hand.

Are you feeling any better since this morning?“ My voice was soothing and gentle, despite feeling worried and anxious. Although it was just the common cold, seeing Ethan sick was one of the worst feelings.

“Not really, I’m okay though ” he croaked, his eyes remained closed.

I could tell that Ethan’s demeanor did a complete 360 from this morning, it was probably because he felt worse. My heart ached, I knew he wanted to be his usual bright, playful self but he couldn’t. I didn’t expect him to be in a good mood when he was sick, which is why I was so confused when he was fine this morning.

I continued gently stroking his cheek for a few minutes before deciding to get him more medicine and make him a cup of tea.

Before getting up I pressed a light kiss on his forehead, as I began to stand up Ethan gently grabbed my wrist, “No, stay. Please?”.

His gaze slowly rose from his hand holding my wrist, greeting me with his cool grey eyes. Mostly his eyes were blue, a very light blue, but they would darken to a grey shade depending on his mood and the clothes he wore. Sometimes, every so often, they’d look green. Today, Ethan’s eyes were an icy grey, his pupils weren’t as dilated as they usually were.

“You’re a lot less energetic than this morning,” I chuckled softly, peering down at him, taking a seat next to him again.

“I didn’t feel half as shitty as I do now, also I got grumpy because you were gone, also because I watched the episode where Michael leaves The Office,” his tone was light.

Before I could respond Ethan said, “Will you lay down with me? Please”.

As soon as I nodded, Ethan scooted over to his side of the bed, leaving a big space between us.

He must have noticed my confused expression as I climbed into our bed because he said, “I want to cuddle more than anything, but I don’t wanna get you sick”.

As irresponsible as it was, I didn’t care if Ethan got me sick. All I wanted was to make him feel as comfortable as he could under the circumstances.

“Come here,” I whispered, holding my arms wide open.

“You’re going to get sick, babe” he replied, sighing lightly.

“I don’t care,” I softly objected, I added “Pleeeease?” knowing that that would get him.

“Okay,” Ethan made his way into my arms.

Regularly, Ethan was the big spoon, on rare occasions I got to be the big spoon. Being wrapped in Ethan’s arms was my favorite place to be, Ethan would always tell me how much he loved to hold me. That was just the way it was most often. Getting to hold him felt good too, in a way I felt like I was protecting him, he was my cute little baby and being able to cuddle him felt very rewarding.

“Ethan?” I asked after a few minutes of laying in silence, checking to see if he was still awake.

“Yes?” his voice was throaty, reminding me just how sick he was. He flipped over, facing me to give me his full attention.

“Nothing, I just wanted to see if you were asleep…” my eyes studied his face as he studied mine.

“Oh…I missed you,” he brought his hand up to tuck a piece of my hair behind my ear.

“I missed you too, Eth” my grin grew bigger, even though I didn’t think that was possible.

Ethan’s smile mirrored mine, I scooted closer to him so that our foreheads touched. He took his bottom lip between his teeth, then released it. I pulled away so that I could run my thumb over his plump bottom lip, his lips were irresistible. But I knew I couldn’t just kiss him because he would tell me how “I was going to get sick and blah blah”.

I could feel his eyes on me. His mouth was parted slightly, he brought one of his hands to where my jawline met my neck, his thumb ran back and forth across my cheek.

“I want to kiss you so badly,” his voice was gruff, I could feel his cool breath fanning over my face.

“Then do it,” my voice was low, I brushed our lips against each other.

“I want to, obviously. Really badly. But if you end up getting sick then it’ll be my fau-”

I cut him off by pressing my lips against his own, after a second he gave in and kissed back. Our lips glided over each other’s smoothly. He captured my bottom lip in between his lips. Ethan bit my lip gently, softly tugging at it. His hand slipped to my waist to try to pull me closer to his body, even though we were already as close as we could get.

His mouth tasted of vanilla, contrasting the taste of mint from my mouth, creating the most delicious combination.

Our lips moved in perfect sync, making an intoxicating rhythm. My hand moved to remove his beanie, once it was off I gently gripped his hair. Ethan smiled against my mouth, breaking our kiss, but kept our foreheads against each other. Our eyes met but all I could see was Ethan’s huge grin.

“What?” I tilted my head slightly, confused about Ethan’s unusual behavior. He seemed giddy almost. Again, changing his demeanor quickly.

“Nothing… I just really fucking love you,” he shook his head slightly, the hoarseness of his voice made it 10 times cuter. Some color was finally added back onto his face, a soft pink tint trailed along his cheeks.

I felt the heat rise onto my own cheeks and responded, “I really fucking love you too”.

“Good,” I situated myself so that I was laying flat on my back, Ethan laid his head on my chest, nuzzling into my boobs. What a weird child.

“Your boobs are warm,” he looked up at me with a toothless grin and then nuzzled in further. His arm draped over my stomach, while he tucked the other one under his head.

“You’re an odd one,” I told him playfully.

“Can you play with my hair?” he rasped, the moment my fingers ran through his curls, he hummed softly and smiled a satisfied smile.

I could tell Ethan was really tired. With each blink, his eyelids would get heavier. His eyes slowly shut, making his dark eyelashes touch his cheeks.

Out of nowhere, a cough came from the back of my throat disrupting the comfortable silence. The second I coughed, Ethan’s head shot up off my chest, he looked directly at me, widening his eyes and throwing his hands up in the air.

“See? I told you!”


No smut today, just fluff. There wasn’t much of a plot but I felt like writing about cute,sick,needy Ethan. Buuuut don’t worry there’s smut coming very soon😉

Feedback is appreciated, and please don’t hesitate to send in your requests (anon is on). I promise I’m working hard to fulfill all your wonderful requests!!!

anyways, hope you enjoyed - M💚 

Random thoughts on common core math.

I’m now at an age where a lot of my friends have kids who are in school.  And a lot of them complain on the Internet about how stupid common core math is, so I just had a few random thoughts I wanted to put out into the Internet.

1) The US has fallen behind in math (and science) because our kids don’t understand math – they just memorize it.  Common core is a push to get kids to understand why they’re doing what they’re doing instead of just how to do it so that those same principles can be applied outside of Barbara has three bananas and Ken has seventeen apples blah blah blah…

2) You probably do “common core math” anyway whenever you deal with money.  If your bill is $9.47 and you give the cashier a $10 bill, you know what the change is, not because you figured out that 10.00 minus 9.47 is .53 by borrowing from the 1 in the tens place and making the ones-place a ten so you could subtract nine and then borrowing from the ones place to the tenths place and so forth.  That’s the way you would do it on paper, but you don’t have to because you automatically see the 9.47 as 9.50, being the closest reference point for easy mental math.  You’re going to get fifty cents back plus three pennies.  This is a popular example that gets passed around as evidence of how stupid common core is.

It’s badly worded, but the concept is there.  Every kid can memorize 8+5=13.  Common core is just testing your understanding of what you’ve done.  You’ve made ten and you have three left over.  It’s not the best example, but one awkward problem doesn’t negate the entire standard.

3) Most of the aversion to common core comes from parents who are embarrassed that they can’t “get it” immediately.  I can’t do my second-grader’s math so it must be stupid and useless as opposed to I can’t do my second-grader’s math because I’ve been doing it the same way for 40 years.  People in general have the tendency to look at something they don’t understand and either hate it or deem it worthless.  Don’t do that to your kid’s education.  Your struggle with common core isn’t a reflection on your intelligence.  Once you take yourself out of the equation (so to speak) and stop making it about you, you’d probably realize that most teachers are more than happy to sit with your child and you to explain concepts so you can help them at home.

4) Common core is kind of an odd term that’s misused.  It really refers to standards across a number of subjects that have been adopted by most of the states in the US.  There was a lot of fluctuation between the standards of one state and the standards of the next, so the goal is to get all American kids on the same page as well as make them more competitive in the global marketplace.  When you’re someone who looks at common core math and you “get it” immediately, but you still think it’s stupid because you can help your kid or sibling get the right answer with an “easier” method, you’re really just hurting them down the line.  You’re not preparing them for higher math concepts and it’ll be harder for them to go into math-based subjects in college.  We outsource that talent to other countries because we don’t give our kids the building blocks to really think through math.  Maybe your answer is “well my kid wants to be an English teacher so all this stress about math is dumb.”  And my response is “well maybe your kid would’ve wanted to be a mathematician instead if you had a more positive outlook on the subject.”

That’s all.  I might add some more later, but I just had a FB discussion with a few people who think common core math is the worst thing to happen to our educational system so I had some thoughts to jot down.  This pretty much says everything about why the system is the way it is:

Update with the times, sir.

Career Day

olicity || ao3 || gen || fluff & humor || 514 || more fics

summary: olicity + it’s career day at their kid school but only one parent can give a small speech (thank you, @bazingagubicorn)
a/n: this is so silly but [shrug emoji]

Felicity sat beside Oliver, legs crossed, and ready to give a speech to their daughter’s class. They were both going to give a little talk to the students. Just like the rest of the parents there on Career Day.

Their little pipsqueak sat in Oliver’s lap, excitedly bouncing, and waiting for class to start.

Finally, her teacher stood and spoke to everyone. “Welcome to room blah blah blah it’s going to be a great career day blah blah blah blah. Since there are so many parents only one from each family can give a short speech, blah blah blah.”


“What?” she blurted out.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Queen. We only have so much time.”

With a soft huff, she leaned back into her seat.

“Looks like I’m giving the speech,” she whispered to Oliver.

“No way,” he hissed back, “I get to do this one.”

“You already get PTA meetings, Girl Scout den mother, and all that other crap.”

“Because you don’t want to.”

“So? I want to give the career day speech.”

They whisper yelled back and forth until the teacher walked right up to both of them. “I don’t tolerate students talking in class and I’m not going to tolerate either of you doing it. If you can’t decide who’s going to give the speech then neither of you will.”

Felicity suddenly felt like she was back in grade school and she didn’t like it. Ms. Whatever walked away from them and one of the kid’s lawyer parent went back to talking. Their daughter had turned in Oliver’s lap and was glaring at the both of them.

“Embarrassing,” she whispered with a pout.

“I’m sorry,” Felicity whispered back.

She looked to Oliver and they both glared at each other for a moment. How were they supposed to decide who was going to be the one to speak? Mayor of Star City or CEO and founder of Smoak Technologies?

A light bulb suddenly went off in her head. She leaned over and whispered to Oliver.

Keep reading


Some Reasons why I love Peniel’s VLOGS:

Let’s start from the very basic: 

1, The editing is dope!  

 And by that, I mean really, really good. Most of his shots and the quality of contents are above average!  I usually feel bored easily when watching vlog, but Peniel’s camera point of view is so beautiful as he showed the view in between places, from train, car, (also time lapse and stuffs) and.. yeah it also makes me even more excited to visit Japan again, someday. (hiks). And, remembering his profession as an active singer slash celebrity with packed schedule. I really admire Peniel’s commitment in shooting, editing and everything. 

2. The very simple titles given:

Well done! 1st! My worst enemy! or.. Tokyo! Udon! New Camera!

I love the very simple title, some are only consisted of one or two words. And the title given even makes me feel more curious to see the content compare to other Vlogs with such long title like here, here, and here.
I guess he is the kind of like really easy going man so he just name the video what ever is on his head at that time, and (again) it’s kinda cute for me, lol

3. No cliche opening, ending, like, subscribe or anything.

Everytime I watch a youtubers or vlogs, I will always skip the last few second since it will be the same all over again. Please like, subscribe, blah blah blah, which is very cliche and… boring. And Peniel doesn’t do that! (teehee)

4. He speaks in English (almost all the time)! so I can do something else while watching his video.
Like revising. Tried this before and it’s kinda work for me. Fun!

5. The content shows fans his daily activities and what are behind the scene of his profession. Like MV making, how long he’s waiting. Dry rehearsal, camera rehearsal, make up, change clothes, so on and so forth. Like it is kinda interesting to know about this stuffs directly from an idol perspective! (especially for international fans)

6. The background songs! it is usually one song per video which is good because it’s simple. But,,, what I like even more is, the songs are so good as well! Peniel rarely ever pick other artist’s song, so either it was BTOB’s songs, or his mixtape songs, which are very original! Represents his mood, preference, and profession, and make the audience feel even closer to his vlogs.

7. You can see BTOB members appeared randomly here and there in some of the videos. Either only their voice, in the background, or they’re singing, sleeping, sometimes giving random jokes; which is… super fun! Mostly those members will pop out speaking in little random english as well, bcs Peniel is speaking in fluent english, so again, yea that’s cute to see!

8. His english is pretty cute!

Like in my opinion (from what I heard), Peniel has a lisp right? and his english is nearly perfect as well (no grammar mistake whatsoever) which makes it become very pleasant to hear.

9. Bringing camera to every where. Rather than snapchat-ting or Insta Story-ing, why not youtubeing?

Yea at the first few videos my reaction was like… oh well why does he have to carry a camera or go pro to almost everywhere? Like it’s not really the culture for Korean or Japanese people bringing Gopro with the stabiliser at public space. But.. when I think about it again, Well other artists like Jessi and Tiffany (only two that I know) very often be seen  holding their phones for snapchatting as well during events.
So, rather than filming for something that will only last for 24 hours, why not making it available for days, months, or even years? Yea Peniel’s idea is at a different level obviously saying.

10. He has manner, guys

Peniel doesn’t just record everywhere anytime out of nowhere. He often whispered, or typed, in order just not to bother other passengers or people around him. I think if he really wants to, he can just ignore those kind of situations, shoot in more places to create more fun contents. But, he will not shoot where he is not supposed to, to show respect towards other’s people privacy, then just say sorry to the audience (even when he doesn’t have to) and told us afterwards what was happening instead.

11. Last but not least, his effort in providing Korean subtitles!

I thought Peniel just has to edit videos and upload it directly so I didn’t get it at first when he mentioned about “I gotta do subtitle and stuff..”. And then… because he mention it very often (or I’ve just watched too many of his videos), just reckon that he has to translate ALL what he said (in English) into Korean to treat Korean fans/watchers.Well, job of editing and everything isn’t little already. And I can imagine, translating isn’t an easy (or fun) deal too.

But then, that’s probably why fans love his videos with all of the efforts given SO MUCH, and I hope he knows how so many people enjoy his videos and vlogging activities. And of course, including for me, I enjoy it very very much. Thank you Peniel! haaha..

Some of my recommendations (few of my most favourites) are..

-> the best part in this video is obviously… Changsub with his “OH MY CAP, OH MY CAP, OOHHHH IM SORRY” LOLL. Seriously you guys should watch it. It’s just sooo funny! haha.

-> I like the background song of this video very much, which makes me discover BTOB’s awesome Japanese songs as well. The content are awesome in this video too, lots of stuffs that makes me want to visit Japan. Anddd lastly, you can see  BTOB’s member’s randomness (with their english) popping out here and there too, lol.

I’ve apparently gotten old enough that I can look back at my high school pictures with the same degree of critical scrutiny as I would looking at pictures of a stranger - that is, none.

and it’s like rediscovering myself, because I remember being so critical of my hair and weight in my prom pictures, and of my skin in literally any picture ever, and so on and so forth

and now I look at myself and go, “aw, I was pretty. oh, my skin wasn’t bad at all. ooh, my hair looked good here. aww, my smile is cute.”

and every time I wonder if the same will happen given six years for the (few) pictures I take now. I avoid photos like the plague because “ohhh I never look good in them, I look heavy, I look blotchy, my hair’s a mess,” blah blah blah…

literally the same objections I had when these pictures were taken, and the same objections I’ll probably have to pictures taken when I’m 30 and getting over my critical eye of the pictures I take now.

it’s just a bloody shame my forgiving objectivity for my own appearance always runs a good 5-10 years behind 

Considering my fandom priorities may be shifting a bit more toward the 100 and bellarke in the coming year (I have a url saved–clarkesspecialbellamy– which I’m considering using??) I’m playing around with writing bellarke. I’m reading a million works a day I swear to try to get a feel of writing them and fleshing out ideas and blah blah.

I’ve written like three things so far that are posted and I’m throwing like three more ideas around (one that’s like half done the other two are just ideas).

One of those is a “one person doesn’t like PDA but makes an exception bc they love the other person” so my question is… of Bellamy and Clarke, who would be more uncomfortable with PDA? Or not like it as much? I’m going back and forth so I just wanted to get some other shipper opinions.

Thanks guys!

ok seen as i just finished watching beauty and the beast HOW about a plot based on the film where muse a isn’t an actual beast, perhaps the curse is that he’s simply trapped from leaving the castle grounds - servants can still be the tea pot and clock and so forth - but maybe his temper causes him to shapeshift..? like he can’t control his form so hes afraid to be outside?? and muse b maybe is trying to search for rare flowers or plants to sell to get their family some money, and muse a catches them on their property and blah blah blah we can discuss the rest if ur interested, totally open to discussion and interpretation if anyone has any cool ideas too~~ 

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve and the team living like frat house buddies basically, like sometimes it gets really REALLY messy and then Coulson or Fury basically act like the headmasters and keep them in order and blah blah blah, so on and so forth

“My god,” Maria says faintly when she walks into the Avengers mansion. Take-out boxes litter the kitchen counters and table, shoes and clothes piled high on the couch in the living room. Steve munches on cereal in the kitchen while Natasha picks absently at her laundry pile. Maria looks at her and Natasha narrows her eyes dangerously.

“Alright,” she says decisively after a moment. “Everybody out. I’m getting some cleaners in here.”

Nobody moves and Maria sighs. 

“Everybody out, now. Don’t make me call Fury.”

“Aw, Maria,” Clint whines, but he puts on some sneakers and starts making moves. There’s general mumbling but everyone seems to follow suit, leaving Natasha and Steve last.

Maria looks at her despairingly and Natasha pats her shoulder. “Remember–”

“Nobody in your room, yeah, I know.”

She smiles. “Come on, Steve. Let’s spar.”

Steve nods at Maria politely, smiles, and puts his cereal bowl in the sink. Unrinsed.

God help her, Maria thinks.

anonymous asked:

You're summing up every white person into the same group and I find that unfair. And your using terms like "it was the whites who blah blah blah." Never in my life have I ever said the blacks did this or so on and so forth. So why don't you stop being fuxking racists and lets all stand together and fight for humanity not just race.

rosecoloreddemigods  asked:

Omg omg tell me all about the au!! Im excited ur pjo writing is always so good and i wanna hear about this au so much!!

oh my gosh thank you ;A;


So a while ago (like 75 years maybe? Still working on timelines…) this asshole Kronos was in charge of this giant empire. But he kind of was, you know, super tyrannical and a warlord and casually was responsible for a whole bunch of destruction and most of his subjects were pretty upset about him and his army razing their homes and destroying their cities and so forth and so badaboobadabing we gots a big ass civil uprising. And it’s like HUGE and also lead by Kronos’s kids/grandkids whatever so HAHA WHOOPS. 

Anyway they totally win. Except minor issue, they can’t decide who gets to takeover as king. Zeus, who was the major military force, is like “It should obviously be me I will be the new emperor”. Poseidon, who was equally important and lead the navy is like “Nah dude it’d just be more of the same like you’re all about that total power blah blah blah. I should be king b/c I’m more chill than you and also less of dick”. Hades, who was the one who started the uprising in the first place actually is like “You are both terrible and the entire POINT was to break up the empire and give the people justice like were you not LISTENING dammit you guys uGH”. And so after a lot of deals and treaties and arguing, the empire is broken up into three countries with each of them as the king. They form the continental alliance of nations and all agree to help each other while ruling themselves.

Zeus gets the lands to the south and the former capital city - very important strategically, the majority of the old empire’s farm land, and some holy mountains and forest. He splits it up among the new noble class (Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Ares, Aphrodite, Dionysus, and Demeter) who get to essentially be governors. Notable are Artemis, who is the head of the largest religious cult and oversees the sacred forest, Aphrodite, who got an island in the middle of a big ass lake and it’s nicknamed “Pleasure Island”, and Demeter, who instigated agricultural bylaws and increased the food industry so much that there is TOO MUCH FOOD. 

Poseidon got the middle chunk, which is a lot of the coasts, and I really important island. He didn’t bother dividing his land up- technically his heir Triton is in charge of the island but Triton is pretty much acting regent. Poseidon essentially fucked off after establishing his kingdom as is off abroad doing…something. His kingdom is home to a big ass desert. 

Hades has the lands to the North and the northern isles. He, true to his word, gave most of the land back to the people, with his trusted advisers acting as governors and overseers, and are supposed to help the people with reconstruction, strengthening economy, and instilling some pseudo-democracy. It actually works a little TOO well and Hades starts getting a lot of political strength, including treaties made with countries that AREN’T obligated to coexist with the old empire. 

Zeus gets super wary of Hades doing all this DIPLOMACY business and sends a small military unit to go “assess and diminish any threat” (which basically means “But that asshole Hades in his place because I don’t want him getting IDEAS and he’s super far away”). Well, they do, and basically start a mini coup that leads to a raid on the royal house and the “death” of both of Hades’s children and heirs. 

WHOOPS! Hades, who has now lost three children, goes into mourning while trying to quell the not-actually-civil war. He basically shuts down his borders and the country sort of descends into chaos. Yikes! 

Zeus is all like “ok don’t have to worry about that!” BUT AHAHA that backfired because now, with Hades’s people mourning the apparent death of their royal family and recovering from that, there’s a rebel force of people who want the old empire back who are gunning to take over by installing their leader as the new king. Oooh harsh.

So Zeus gets wind of this and is like “ah shit” and so he decides to send his son and crown Prince (who is not the legitimate heir but they lied and told everyone he was) Jason to go investigate. Not only will this be a “goodwill” statement, but also gives Jason a chance to prove himself worthy of the crown. Actually, Zeus is planning on sending Jason to go be himself essentially and then become the crown Prince of Hades’s kingdom as well because they ARE related and, well, technically Jason would be in line for the crown if Hera (who is the brains behind this actually) can work some political witchcraft and make it happen (which she has never failed at doing before). And, after all, Hades no longer has any heirs, right?

WRONG. They’re both TOTALLY ALIVE. Turns out one of the palace staff managed to smuggle the kids out before they actually got slaughtered by insurgents. They go into hiding which is super hard, especially because Princess Bianca is all of, like, eight years old when that happened as has to take care of her little brother Prince Nico. They go on the run and masquerade as orphans (which isn’t uncommon in their country) which, while REALLY HARD, works out OK until they get captured by pirate slave-traders. Yikes. The siblings get separated- Bianca luckily gets rescued by the Sisterhood of the Hunt (who are the major religious organization and entirely badass but more on that later) so she’s fine! Yay Bianca!

Nico gets sold to a merchant ship. Less yay. Kids sold as slaves to merchant ships don’t have a very long lifespan because they have to do all the shady work that kids can get away with or that the adults don’t want to do. But Nico is super tough and survives and keeps running away and then getting picked up on some other ship. He figures it will work EVENTUALLY and eventually it KIND OF does and he gets involved in a mutiny scheme. So he and some other sailors fuck right off with a whole bunch of gold and sail off into the night. But Nico isn’t DUMB even if he’s still, like, 13, and so he buggers off with his share (and a little more) because he knows that they’re planning on betraying him and are probably just going to throw him into the ocean or sell him off again and screw that honestly. He falls into the ocean anyway because he didn’t really think things through but luckily gets saved at the last minute by OH FUCK is that the royal navy? That’s totally way too nice of a ship to be not some fancy asshole and oh dammit he’s totally carrying stolen goods and he’s probably going to go to prison if he’s lucky and get fed to sharks probably. 

Nico’s right, it is a royal ship, but it happens to be the personal vessel of none other than Poseidon’s favored son who is off doing his naval trials or some such nonsense. And as it turns out Percy isn’t really interested in throwing Nico to the sharks, especially after Percy JUST saved Nico from that like come on. Percy’s super chill and Nico can use a sword - not well, but he can use one- and so Nico gets recruited by Percy to go on adventures and such.  Except Percy’s crew TOTALLY ends up selling out Nico to the captain he mutinied against who is PISSED and wants his stuff back and Nico gets captured and taken off and is convinced Percy betrayed him and fuck that’s what he gets for trusting people. Nico waits until he’s back on land and runs off again, but still, ouch. He ends up holing up with miner and she’s great and it’s Hazel. So Nico’s chill for now. That was a couple of years ago.

BACK TO THE PRESENT and his Imperial Highness Jason Grace is on his way towards Hades’s kingdom. His father thinks it’s to be a puppet in Hera’s scheme (which he knows about because COME ON he isn’t stupid), but it’s really his own plan to investigate, especially since he had a very interesting meeting with his sister and one of her sisters of the Hunt who told him that the Prince and son of Hades may very well be alive and- “I mean ahaha it’s not like I know anything or am secretly the crown princess but like if you found this kid it could solve problems and also please tell me right away thanks Thalia’s brother”. 

Basically the plot goes from there and it’s Jason, who eventually teams up with Percy, to go and find Nico (who, by the way, has no idea who he actually is) and install him on the thrown before the BIG BAD ANTAGONISTS can put their guy on there B)

Dear Mr. Moreno...

“We regret to hear of your decision to withdraw your place in the 2014 class of the San Francisco Conservatory of Music, but we wish you the best of luck in your future endeavors.” blah blah blah, so on and so forth, “with best wishes” blah blah blah. 

So it’s done.