i'm going to miss this crazy old man

Okay but we all agree Gregor and Percy Jackson would be best friends right
  • Percy: Hey, I'm Percy. Son of Poseidon.
  • Gregor: I'm Gregor the Overlander. Warrior, rager, son of the sun. I live in New York in a crappy apartment with my mom. My dad was missing until a little while ago.
  • Percy: Dude, same. When I was twelve I found out I've basically got superpowers and had to leave my mom to go live with these crazy people to use my powers to, like, save their world, or whatever.
  • Gregor: Oh, you don't even want to know my version of that story. At least I've got this old wise man to kinda mentor me.
  • Percy: He wouldn't happen to be half-horse, would he? You know what, nevermind. I'm just thankful for my girlfriend, Annabeth.
  • Gregor: Light-colored hair, cool-looking eyes, strategist, total badass but really temperamental? Hated you when you first met her, didn't she?
  • Percy: This is crazy, man. Next thing I know you'll be telling me how you found out there's a series of really vague-sounding prophecies written about you because you're some kind of chosen one, but the prophecies never turn out the way anyone thinks, and that there's this really big one at the end that predicts your death but everyone refuses to tell you about it until it's right about to happen, so your old wise man mentor gives you this legendary sword and tells you it's got a history of bringing people sorrow and you have to go around slicing up bad guys with it on the back of a black, winged animal.
  • Gregor: ... Dude.

lordfruitloop  asked:

Vlad was taking his walk around the park, a habit started shortly after Danny had gone missing. His eyes automatically scanned the park although he had long since given up hope of finding his half ghost son. As he walked down the route he accidentally bumped into a stranger. "I'm sorry I should look where I'm going... Wait..." A chord of familiarity was struck looking at this man. "Do I know you?"

Danny turned, fully facing the other and frowning with a hint of guilt, but mostly regret before his bright blue gaze turned away. “…Crazy old man..” He spoke with a tiny bit of depressed amusement, a weak smile crooking up one side of the young man’s face.

anonymous asked:

I have a personal question, mostly because I worry about this myself. My parents are divorced and have an awful relationship, but I believe true love exists. I just don't know what it looks like when you've found it. I'm sure it's different for everyone. But, my question is, how did you decide your husband was the one you were going to live the rest of your life with?

Prepare for some sappy, cheesy things, because that man does it to me.

I knew less than a month after meeting him that I was absolutely crazy in love with him, and I was only 17 years old. It didn’t matter where we went or what we did, when he and I were together, we may as well be the only ones in the room. He felt like my missing piece, and even though I don’t think anyone NEEDS anyone else to be whole, from the time we met, I became a better person.

He constantly tells me he loves me, even 10 years later, and how beautiful I look. He cried when we got married. One time we went camping and he got a little tipsy on whiskey and fell over a tree stump. It was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. He knows I get cold and turns the seat warmer on in the car when we go anywhere before I get in, so I don’t get cold. He played with my stomach when I was pregnant, and went to get me a mango at 8 pm on a Friday night. He loves our son and does everything he can to provide for our family, even though I work too. When my grandma’s dog died, he drove her to the vet’s office and back, dug a tiny little grave, and stayed with her until she was better. When SHE got sick, he didn’t hesitate to drive her to the hospital immediately and stay there for hours on his only day off.

We fight over stupid shit. He gets mad, I get mad, and then we get over it, fall asleep, and wake up the next morning to start over again. Neither of us have a good example for what to look for in a marriage (his parents are divorced, and mine may as well be) but we try every day.

In short, I decided to spend my life with him because from the time he came into my life, he fit perfectly, and made it better. I’m still as in love with that Doctor-Who-loving, giant-heart, loves-me-to-bits man as I was a decade ago, and THAT’S how I know. He’s not perfect, and neither am I, but together we’re unstoppable :)