i've had this in my drafts for days

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pretty sure that’s a fire hazard, Jesse.

happy valentine’s day!! <3 <3

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February 9, 1981

Happy 36th Birthday precious snowflake !

Being an aromantic-asexual on Valentine’s Day:

“i just don’t see it”

the comic:

-hazeapalooza: “so is no one going to talk about c’s mad flush right now?” so is no one going to talk about how nursey 100% checked out chowder’s mad flush right now? also: c. c!!!! C!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- hazeapalooza cont. “nursey i’m not a lightweight i can drink three whole beers and stop all your dumb shots.” translation: “nursey i may be drunk but i can still impress you, look-”
- shinny: “wow, c -” [C!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] “- seriously never seen a frozen lake before?” - “it’s not just some lake it’s the pond! and it’s not like it happens every day in san francisco, nursey.” me: stares at my horrible wood checkered ceiling trying to regulate my breathing while i imagine chowder and nursey showing each other their home cities with a big ol road trip in between
- shinny AND junior show feature a classic. a fav…… the same fond nursey smile-smirk that always seems to crop up when he’s teasing chowder. 

how often does this happen??????????????????????????????????

- if you look close enough in ‘post I: roadie’ chowder and nursey are both team attic. enough said
- taddy tour: we witness our confident sophomores mentoring the taddies :’) this has nothing to do with them together but it just warms my dead heart so it’s going on the list
- hi, honey - parts 1 & 2: LISTEN TO ME NURSEY’S BAG WAS RIGHT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!! BY THE STAIRS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NURSEY’S BAG WAS RIGHT THERE BY THE STAIRS I CAN’T SAY THIS ENOUGH. IT WAS LATE AND THERE WAS A STORM OUTSIDE AND NURSEY SLEPT OVE.R SO do with this information what you will

the tweets:

- “chowder: hey jack are you going to watch the sharks game or the kings game if youlike LA uh i’m from san francisco so–
nursey: dude. chill.”
[holster voice] oh my god i’m so sorry but i sTIILL GEEET JEEALLOUSS
- “NOOOO NURSEY DON’T TELL HIM COME ON NO NO NO”/nursey found out it was chowder’s birthday and immediately told bitty and probably EVERYONE ELSE SO THEY COULD ALL CELEBRATE THE GREATEST DAY OF THE YEAR ! 
- “chowder: we tried to get nursey to take intro programming with us!” at the point this was tweeted in the check please time line………..i guarantee you 10000% this was chowder’s idea. he just wants to spend more time with nursey :’) :’) :’’’)
- i just like these tiny faces together, look at em

- “chow: oooh!! so if nursey & i prove you’re superstitious, we win!
dex:…shit. win what?
nurse: yo i don’t even know bro but you shook on it”
#gotyourback
- “in other news, dex and nursey have found the one thing they have in common: their love of chirping chowder” i believe on this same twitter account someone said something along the lines of ‘chirping and flirting are variants on the same idea’ so…………………..yea
- “well, two samwell [winter screw’s] down, two more to go.”/”i hope the frogs had a good time. well, chowder and nursey aren’t here, so they probably did.” 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
-”from row 6 on the bus to NY
chowder: …and we all had quiche!!
nursey: and i wasn’t invited, c?? yo, CHILL!
oh, nursey. you’re so not chill.”
……………………….bitty said it not me
- nursey and chowder were in charge of bringing bitty to the haus to surprise him with the oven can you imagine them smiling at each other like a buncha goofs behind bitty’s back while nursey tweeted!!!!!!!!!!!! amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-”dinner talk
nursey: some netflix and chill
chowder: ohhh I love netflix”
😏

i dedicate this post to @omgcphee who encouraged me to do it in the first place. there’s probably more that i missed and i’m sure there’s stuff in the extras too but please……….it’s there.. . for all to see. i’ve witnessed it and now you all have too. feel free to add to this post 

Heroes

I was sad, and when I’m sad I write sad things. This is basically a non-canon version of the ending of the House of Hades. (Word count: 971 words.)


Percy thinks that deep down, a part of him always knew it was going to end this way. 

For as the world crashes down around him, as fire reigns, as monsters howl yet all Percy can hear is the blood rushing through his body, as he looks at Annabeth, he wonders how could it ever have gone any different? 

They were heroes. And heroes, especially the Greek ones, never got a happy ending. 


It started when Bob fell. They were going strong, and despite the odds hope glimmered in Percy, but then Tartarus arrived. And Percy had known Bob hadn’t stood a chance. 

The look on Annabeth’s face when Damasen had arrived had been enough to make Percy’s heart soar, and believe for a second they still had a hope. But then the monsters had overcome him too, Tartarus’ shadows beating him down. Damasen still struggled a short distance away from them. He thrashed many monsters into dust, and kept them away from Percy and Annabeth. 

Annabeth turns to face him. “Percy,” she croaks. Her face is grimy, wounds feasting on her skin, but her grey eyes remain as unbroken as ever. To Percy, she is more beautiful than ever, and he is overcome by emotion. He wants to grab her, and kiss her, and tell her he loves her over and over again. He wants to take her into his arms and protect her and shield her. More than anything he wants to live with her, grow old with her, have kids with her. He wants to do all the things with her they deserved to do. 

Somehow, despite not a word reaching his lips, Annabeth’s face perceptibly changes. Percy thinks she’s understood what he was thinking. 

“Percy,” she says, quieter now. They’ve both forgotten the monsters: Small Bob is prowling around them, the last of them that remains strong, protecting them from any incoming beasts. “We need to get the doors. We need to do that–for them–” Annabeth breaks off. She doesn’t need to finish. 

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