inspired by one post i saw the other day


“Oh you were right Malfoy, is quite the sight”

“Well, of course it is!” - *Ah look at the face he’s making, I can’t wait for this fool to be my husband one day.*

The other day I saw this post  and it totally inspired me to create this but with a drarry twist lol I wanted to make a sort of comic so maybe I will draw more but I haven’t decided yet, in the meantime here is Harry being impressed that Slytherin common room have a glass roof with a view to the lake, and Draco having only eyes for his dumb face lol.

Yoga Saturdays

@pleaseletthisjimbetaken I did a thing

Inspired by a post from @thatfangirlwrites

The Googles enjoyed group yoga. They did it every Saturday, to help them gain control over their emotions. They definitely were still working on that.

But that was the whole point of their yoga. They rolled out mats that matched their color, and all of them wore matching yoga pants. None of the other egos knew about it for a long while, until one day Dark needed them for something. He walked into the room and saw all four of them doing the tree pose, eyes closed.

“What are you doing?” The gray ego didn’t quite know what to think.

“Yoga.” Blue answered without opening his eyes.

“What does it do?”

“For us, it helps keep our emotions in check.”

“Does it?” Dark strolled off, completely forgetting what he wanted to ask the other ego.

The next week, as the Googles were getting ready for their session, Dark showed up, in an all-black yoga suit with a matching mat. The others were taken aback.

“What are you doing, Dark?”

“Joining you.” The Googles exchanged a glance as Dark laid out his mat.

“Alright, Yellow, you help him. Now, Dark, don’t feel bad if you can’t do everything we can, we’ve been doing this for almost a ye-” Blue abruptly stopped his sentence as Dark bent backwards to put his head in between his legs. “Nevermind.”

From then on, every week, the Googles and Dark did yoga together. If the other egos noticed that Dark was more relaxed, or that he was less likely to have his shell crack, or that his aura hummed instead of screamed during their weekly Saturday meetings, nobody mentioned it.


Day 18 of inktober. Heres some Tomarry comics inspired by incorrecttomarryquotes except the situation harry one which was inspired by a random other post i saw. Anyways my pen ran out of ink and i tried to use bigger paper to make bigger art plus my bad handwriting so if it looks bad now you know. :) However, i hope you do enjoy this like how i enjoy Tomarry. And as i said i’ll redo and create more of these comic things. (Also im having some problems uploading so if it comes up twice. Pls forgive)

How to Save Hawke from the Fade Theory

First I just want to say - wow. Thank you guys. I’m so happy that you enjoyed my Fenris Theory post, I have only had tumblr for about a week and I was not expecting one of my first posts to blow up like that. Like I said, I’ve only had tumblr for a short time, but I think…over 500 notes in a day is a lot? I’m not sure, but either way, I’m super happy. It has inspired me to share more of my ideas with you guys, so thanks again!

But back to the main point here.

Okay, like you, and probably a million other people who played Inquisition, I’m sure we all narrowed our eyes when we saw that little “If you leave them in the fade they will probably die” thing when we have to choose between killing our Hawke or the Warden.

I know for sure I did.

I’m referring to this:

I was like…you say “likely”, hmm? Well, I’m going to take that and run. So here we go.

Here’s a theory that stemmed from my initial theory for Fenris. (If you haven’t read that, I would highly advise reading that one first so that this makes more sense to you. I’ll post the link here:

I stated before that I believe that Fenris is a perfect lyrium catalyst. The ritual that made him that way made the lyrium that’s carved into his flesh alive. Fenris can choose to activate it whenever he wants, and it’s very much serving its purpose.

So, just for confirmation, I’ll restate that I think that when Fenris phases, he’s actually phasing in and out of the fade at will.

Now, let me clarify something that a lot of people had questions on about this. Some of you were wondering how that could work considering entering the fade shouldn’t be this easy. Good question.

Fenris’s abilities give him the power to phase into the fade very similarly to how a mage does when they allow themselves to walk the fade in their waking dreams. But - it’s not quite like that. Fenris’s markings have made him into this living, breathing, walking, talking lyrium catalyst. This means that when he phases, a physical part of him is entering the fade.

Now don’t get me wrong, physically entering the fade isn’t easy, so let me disclaim that by stating that it’s not necessarily his entire arm that is physically entering the fade, he’s merely offsetting the balance that he has in reality, so that more of his arm is in the fade than in reality.

I really hope that makes sense.

Moving on.

With a little more practice and perhaps support of magic and more lyrium, I fully believe that Fenris would be able to tap into the essence of the physical fade, find, and likely, with help, pull Hawke (or the Warden, though for this purpose I’m using Hawke) out of there.

How, you ask, could he do this? Let me answer that.

Lyrium, in its raw form, is the only thing that is consistent between the mortal realm and the fade. This means that it’s both as real as in the fade as it is in reality, which means that Fenris is too. However, Fenris, having no experience or will to even fathom trying to channel himself into the fade, only lives in reality except when he chooses to have one of his appendages phase into the fade, grab a man’s heart, and rip it out.

It’s no small feat either, as it’s very evident in his banter, mainly with Bethany, that it hurts like hell.

Now, let me first preface this by stating something about Fenris and lyrium.

If Fenris is lyrium, I cannot emphasize this enough, that means that he, LIKE LYRIUM, exists just as much in the real world as he does in the fade. However, because he is a living, breathing lyrium catalyst in a mortal body, his form first originated in reality, and therefore, that is the side that he sees.

I believe that, in a ritual that is very similar to the Harrowing, that Fenris would be able to attune to his lyrium markings and physically enter the fade.

With enough lyrium, eventually the reality of the world would not mask the lyrium that’s blended in Fenris’s skin and body. This would upset the balance that he had between his mortal form and his fade form and turn the odds in favor of his fade form. He would have little option but to find himself in the realm of the fade. His physical body, however, would likely still be able to roam freely between the two realms because that’s how it is for lyrium too. They both exist in reality and the fade at the same time.

At this time I think Fenris would be caught between the real world and the fade, though what he would see would only be the fade. He’d very similarly be in a perpetual “lyrium ghost” stage, except it’s far more intense so that instead of just part of him phasing, his entire being would be phased into the fade. Not just a part of him, say his arm, his legs, or his body, but his being would phase.

As more of a thorough explanation, though Fenris’s body is lit up with lyrium during his passive skill “lyrium ghost”, I don’t believe that his entirety is phasing into the fade, merely a part. However, with more help, his entire self would be able to phase. (And yes, it would hurt. A lot. But that makes it all the more dramatic, don’t you think? I’m getting some ficy ideas here. Heheh.)

I know I repeated myself like ten times, but it’s super important to understand.

I’m sure some of you are wondering, too, “wait a second - wouldn’t the spirits, if he truly did exist in the fade and reality at the same time, be able to find him, hurt him, or even posses him?”


Nope, nope, nope. A codex I read as well as the Wiki article states that lyrium in the fade is “unclaimed” by spirits. It seems as though spirits either don’t notice it, or don’t care to involve themselves with it. It’s nothing to them, therefore I think that spirits would mainly see Fenris’s fade form as nothing but lyrium. They’d sure as hell be curious, though.

I hope that makes sense, lol.


That is one way it could be done…

Another way to do this would be to get Fenris to the Crossroads.

There, though not the fade, it is very close to it. And as we all recall, this was one of the reasons Corypheus was trying to get there, because, with enough power, he believed he could tear down the barrier.

Being so near the fade would allow Fenris to attune to his markings and easily breach the barrier of the fade, therefore effortlessly slipping into it. I think that could be done solely on his own, too, mainly because they are already so close to the fade. Then, he would be able to cross the veil and make his way around the fade and find Hawke.

I don’t believe that Fenris would have to tear down any barriers, I think he would simply have to attune to his markings and focus so that he chose to be inside the fade.

Good. We’ve established exactly how Fenris can get in and out of the fade.


Except not really, because this does not lead us to an explanation of how to get Hawke out of there.

But fear not, for I have one!

One simple explanation would be to get the Inquisitor to, very briefly, open a rift in the fade, giving Fenris enough time to drag Hawke out of there.


I’m not sure how much time would have passed, but perhaps by the time Fenris had learned he was able to pull stunts like phasing into the fade, then the Inquisitor might have already had their arm chopped off. So that eliminates the possibility of Hawke getting out that way.

Alright, so leaving the Inquisitor’s anchor out of the equation, here’s another idea.

Kieren was able to step through the eluvian into the fade - and this is where I’d draw my theory as to how they could get him out.

Though I’m sure this was some trick of Flemeth (who is Mythal), what this means is that there is a very real possibility that eluvians are just as easily able to lead people into the fade, crossroads, and mortal realm.

More importantly, however, if your Inquisitor was the one to drink from the Well of Sorrows, this means that they should, theoretically, have the answer as to how Mythal was able to get the eluvian to open into the fade.

If this was the case, then this means that Fenris would have to locate an eluvian in the fade (which we all saw were like - freaking abundant in the physical fade) find Hawke, and get them the hell out of there.

Then they’d have to find the eluvian which was activated by the Inquisitor and link it with the same one in the physical fade, or perhaps they’d have to find a way to activate the one in the fade too, then they might run into a problem that they’d eluvian-through a different area of their world, and I haven’t even mentioned the fact that Fen’harel now has control of the mirrors -

-Okay, I get it. That’s insane.

But. It. Works. That’s all that really matters. The theory is plausible.

It’d take some hard core negotiation with Solas (cause he owns those eluvians now) and a crazy fan-fic to detail that adventure, and I may try my hand at it some day, but what matters is that it could actually be done.

Another thought, say the Inquisitor didn’t drink from the Well of Sorrows and Morrigan freaking disappeared again, would be for efforts to go into restoring Merrill’s mirror. It would be a lot harder, but all eluvians have the capability of getting to the Crossroads.

Anyway, these are all just theories, but I’m mainly trying to state that the eluvians are definitely an option of getting Hawke physically out of there.

Noooowww you all may be wondering “wait a freaking second, if that was possible, couldn’t anyone enter the fade to find him?”

Oh. Oops. I suppose so.


We have to remember, guys, that the fade is just as big, if not bigger, than the entirety of reality. So if anyone just randomly popped through the eluvian, who the hell knows where they’d end up, and if they’d ever be able to get back, not to mention how they hell they’d find Hawke.

Great. Now they’re both trapped.

This is why Fenris is so important. He doesn’t need an eluvian, he just needs to get Hawke to one.

And considering the Harrowing-like ritual I mentioned before, there’s a possibility that they could do that in the same location Hawke disappeared or “died”. Then Fenris would have a better idea of where he could find Hawke.


I know that’s a lot. And please, if I’ve left any open ends (which I sure might have) or if you have questions I will gladly answer them. If I get enough I could probably make a theory out of your guys’ questions haha. I have this huge theory rolling around in my head, and I may have missed some points that need addressing, so please feel free to add, question, confirm, or even debunk!

Though it is all just theory, honestly, I think it works!

Dating Mafia Boss EXO: Baekhyun

“You have to learn the rules of the game, then play better than anyone else. That’s how you win, sweetheart.” He smirked as he said it to me. He snaked his arm over my shoulder as he watched me play black jack, losing horribly to my friend. “Oh? And why should I listen to you, sweetheart?” I hissed back at him, at the time I didn’t know who he was. The black hair and fake piercings didn’t mean anything to me then. After losing, again, I gave up and walked away. I didn’t expect him to follow. He bugged me the rest of the night and every night I showed up after. It was almost like he knew I was going to be there. And then I found out why. I saw him, waiting outside my work and talking with a man dressed in black. The man handed him a handkerchief and I watched as he wiped blood off his hands and cheek. “You didn’t have to shoot him, Baekhyun. He had the money..” The man stopped when Baekhyun raised his hand. He threw away the blood stained cloth and turned back to see me standing there. He ignored my questions and instead decided to be my personal guide home. He warned me to stay in tonight. Rumors started spreading at work about what I had done to get the attention of a Mafia boss. The Game Maker Baekhyun. Everything was a game to him, they told me. The way he catches people in his web. He plays with them, making them do what he wants with threats and watching them live in fear until he grows bored. Even their death is merciless, a game to him. He always won. But the more I got to know him, the more I found he had two sides. And the side that didn’t scare the shit out of me, made me fall in love. The way he reminded me of a puppy, his eyes lighting up when he saw me, the way he could always make the mood brighter. He made me love the way he would “let” me win at games we played, claiming I was just too good or that it was rigged. The only time he played games, was when he wanted to have some “fun”. He would tease to no end, trailing his hands and lips all over me. He would leave bite marks on the inside of my thighs and enjoyed toying with me using his tongue. He loved seeing how long I could last without begging his name. My playful Baekhyun, would they still call you a player if they saw how careful you were with my heart?

Originally posted by nekatri

Hey guys :D I hope you like this one as much as you’ve all loved the other ones so far. I’m honestly in love with scenarios like these. It’s nice to have a series to write since I don’t do reactions so I normally can’t post everyday, but this one has me inspired and luckily I’ve been able to write one a day lately. Hopefully I can find another request that I can do a series with after this.

-B 😇 

P.S: Please don’t die Baek stans. I tried to be gentle…

King and Queen of Dorks

Pairing: Eren/Levi
Rating: Teen
Word count: ~800

Because I couldn’t get magickitt‘s picture out of my mind… Also, congrats on the 600+ followers sweetie! ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡


Farlan raised an eyebrow at his red-headed companion’s grunt. “What’s wrong, Izzy?”

The girl shook her head and gestured her hand towards a tree. “Take a look, Far.”

Farlan raised an eyebrow and peeked over to where Isabel was pointing at. “Oh wow. That’s so gross.”

“I know, right? They’re so disgustingly adorable, it sickens me,” she said with a smile.

“Yup. Totally ew-worthy,” Farlan snickered.

The duo hid themselves behind the tree to see Levi and Eren sitting next to each other on a flower patch in a hidden area of the park. They were seemingly oblivious to Levi’s childhood friends watching them as they snuggled up against each other.

They weren’t having a conversation of any sort, but they were comfortable around with each other that no words were needed as they enjoyed the other’s company.

Eren was leaning against Levi as the raven man ran his pale fingers through the brunet’s hair. The pastel boy let out a sigh of content as he pressed himself more into Levi.

It was a rare day off for the two of them and they decided to visit the local park after lunch to walk around and hold hands (Levi was such a romantic, even if he vehemently denies it).

They almost passed by the flower patch, but Eren insisted that they take a break and rest near the flowers. And being weak to Eren’s green and gold eyes, Levi couldn’t say no to his precious boyfriend.

The raven man continued to thread his fingers through the brunet’s hair, noting that it was getting a bit long. Getting an idea, he shifted his weight so he could balance himself properly while not falling over as his other hand reached for Eren’s hair.

“Lee, what’re you doing?” Eren absentmindedly asked, not at all bothered by Levi’s attention on his hair as he plucked some of the flowers from the patch and arranged them in a circle.

“Braiding you hair, what else? It’s kinda getting long.”

“You dork; you don’t even have elastics to tie them up.” Even though Levi couldn’t actually see it, he could hear the smile in Eren’s voice. “And is it? Maybe I should get it cut,” he said as he tied the flower stems together.

Giving up on the very loose braids, Levi shimmied so he could hug Eren from behind and rested his head on the brunet’s shoulder. “Whatever you like, love. Maybe you can dye your hair? I saw you looking at those hair inspiration posts the other day.”

Being so close, Levi could feel Eren’s movement as his angel turned to face Levi with a big smile on his face. “That’s a great idea! There are so many different colours and ideas I want to do,” he said, his smile widening even more if that was possible.

Taking the opportunity, Levi tilted his head forward to place a kiss on the tip of Eren’s nose. “And you’ll look great in anything. It’s you after all.”

Eren giggled as he returned the kiss with one on Levi’s brow. “Dork.”

“Punk,” Levi corrected and placed a chaste kiss on the corner of Eren’s lips.

Eren dropped the flowers he was preoccupied with as he maneuvered himself onto Levi’s lap. He reached behind Levi’s head and pulled him closer to kiss him fully on the lips.

Levi smirked as he felt little nips on his lips asking for entry. Placing his hands on Eren’s sides, he slowly reached down to the hem of the orange knit top. He rubbed little circles on the barely-covered thighs before allowing the whimpering brunet access.

Every time he was with Eren, he wished time would slow down so he could savor the moments he had with the brunet. Especially as he watched Eren’s eyelids slowly open to reveal those gems once their passionate kiss was over. The little pout that formed on Eren’s lips made Levi reach down and gently tugged them with his teeth, loving the little whine that escaped from the brunet.

Cupping Eren’s face, he gave him another chaste kiss. “So, love,” even though they had been together for many months, Eren’s heart still skips a beat every time Levi calls him that, “What were you doing there?”

Eren snapped out of his daze when he registered the question. The brunet smiled as he turned a little from his spot on Levi’s lap to grab the circle of flowers and placed it on Levi’s head. “There! A flower crown for the King of Dorks.”

Levi blinked a few times before smirking. “Well, if I’m going to be King of Dorks,” he said as he plucked a flower from the patch and tucking it behind Eren’s ear, “I’m going to need a Queen of Dorks, don’t I?” he asked with a smirk.

Eren giggled as he placed his hands on Levi’s face and reached up to nuzzle his nose with Levi’s. “I guess so.”

The sound of Levi’s chuckle was loud enough for his peeping friends to hear. Smiling, the two backed away from their hiding spot and walked away.

Isabel giggled as she looked up to the sky. “They’re so obnoxiously in love.”

Farlan chuckled as he reached for her hand and squeezed it. “Yeah, they are.”

onceabluemoonwrites replied to your photoset “onceabluemoonwrites: asexual-fandom-queen: the-true-space-fandom: …”

@adelmortescryche Did you see how many promots you got out in one day? That’s stamina, Adel! You totally deserve the grail! *beams*

Ah. Pfft. That probably didn’t register as stamina because I saw a lot of other writers cranking out answers to asks at a humbling pace? ( @hraap, I’m looking at you. I loved everything you posted for the ask memes but wow, that speed. *wide eyes*)

I mean, I know I’ve done crazy stuff like sitting and writing 8 to 10k in a single sitting when I’m inspired, but I figure that’s something all writers do? *blinks bemusedly*

Thanks for the Grail! I will take it. XD

Heh, Hi. Well, I’m Tris and I’m an inspiring artist. I stumbled upon your blog a month or so ago and saw that you have made Gradient. I’m a huge fan of blogthegreatrouge so I happened to stumble along others who liked it as well since both blogs are very popular. I ended up posting Gradient as art on my Instagram. Later that day I got a comment from one of my favorite other artists formally SodaPopDoodles. He commented on it saying you’d probably like this, so I thought I’d send this to you. :) I probably should’ve asked for permission before I drew him, I’m sorry. But I thought I’d send this to you, maybe make your day. 

__ Rose: omg this is so cool! I love the way you drew him. Hee! Thank you so much!
Love Is The Drug - a Rickyl one-shot

I very rarely write things on the fly - my inspiration may come like that but it’s usually followed by copious notes that eventually get translated into something resembling a story further down the line. But I saw this post the other day and my mind couldn’t put the idea down so here’s my version of how I think that situation would go down between Rick and Daryl. I hope it doesn’t suck too bad.

This is just fluff - I’ll rate it PG-13 for language only

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psst. i wrote a thing.

“yoonseok AU where hoseok is a pain-in-the-ass first-class passenger of a luxury ship, and yoongi is a very depressed sailor working there”

ratings for yoongi cursing like a seaman, for one unlit cigarette, and possibly for some horrible titanic reference in the end.

for pxpxo - so, the other day, i was on yoonseok tag and saw that post of yours and it got me imagining things and here’s what i got out of it. thank you for the inspiration… and i apologize in advance.

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Hi Taylor! 

If you’re reading this, Tanya (aka @darkandtwistymeredith) and I just wanted to let you know how ridiculously excited we are to see you in SEVEN. DAYS. Ever since you followed us both in January, AT THE SAME TIME (which we still haven’t recovered from) we’ve grown closer as friends and I can honestly call Tanya one of my best friends now.

I hope you saw our post (or maybe one of our other posts) and thought to yourself, “WOAH, THAT’S A LOT OF DIAMONTIES”. And you would be correct, there’s actually about 30 THOUSAND DIAMONTIES between our two crop tops. We both decided to take inspiration from one of your 1989 tour costumes, and we spent so much time ironing on the individual diamonties and also creating the rest of our outfit, but we are so happy with the results!

We both love you to the moon and back and can’t wait to party with you in Sydney!! We’re also both going to your Brisbane show and I’ll also see you at your Adelaide shows!

If you want to find us in Sydney…
Mikaela: Section A2, Row N, Seats 19-20.
Tanya: Section 405-1, Row 4, Seat 37.

anonymous asked:

john green is the literary equivalent of macklemore apparently, just some white savior who deserves to be mocked at every turn

I am so sick of all of this pointless hatred, it’s like as soon as people on here are proved wrong about someone they’ve decided to attack they have to go and find someone else to bash on. Is John Green perfect? Of course not, he makes mistakes just like everyone else. For example those tweets he made about The Fault in Our Stars movie that started this whole thing, which he publicly apologized for because he realized how they could have been misinterpreted. 

If the people who originally started the hatred were actually familiar with John Green through his and his brothers videos they would know a bit more about her personality and realized that he is the kind of person who gets very very excited over small things. He is literally a nerdy fanboy who still can’t really believe that people turned his book into a movie. Does he have the right to be excited? Hell yeah he does, he worked on his book for 12 years and never expected it to become as popular as it has.  Now as soon as he shows excitement about it people paint him out to be some horrible narcissistic asshole.

Him and his brother Hank also have numerous running projects to help others in need, the main one being the Foundation to Decrease World Suck, a 100% volunteer operated and exists solely for the purpose of raising funds to be donated to other non-profit organizations. They have raised thousands of dollars in order to help others and have also held numerous projects through their youtube channel to help charities and other non-profit organizations.

Most of the hatred I’ve seen on here has been completely pointless and uninformed, do not hate on people if you don’t actually know anything about them. Most of the stuff I’ve seen has been so incredibly ignorant I almost thought it was a joke, the other day I saw a post calling him homophobic. If the OP had actually known anything about John Green they would have known that he coauthored a book titled Will Grayson Will Grayson which features two gay main characters, one of which narrates half the book. he also made an entire video talking about how people need to stop using the word gay as an insult.

His books have inspired millions of teenagers and adults alike to start writing and, if you actually took te time to read them, are actually very inspiring. Many of them have lessons about overcoming your own flaws and staying true to who you are while others deal with loss and how hard it is to accept and overcome. Yeah he has a few lines in some books that have some controversial stuff, but again he has apologized for it.

As stated before, is John Green perfect? Of course not, no one is. Yet unlike a lot of other people I’ve seen on here he realizes this and acknowledges his mistakes in order to try and become a better person, I quote:

I’ve apologized a lot for a lot of things, and I hope to apologize for many more things in the future, because that will mean I am still growing and changing and learning.

He is not perfect, but he is a pretty damn good person who doesnt deserve the hatred being meaninglessly thrown at him.

Tay, I don’t know if you ever see my posts.

And it’s totally okay if you don’t, I’m sure that your dash is crazy!!

But one day I hope to know that you’re proud of me for being myself when others didn’t like me being myself (and going and being myself more. ;) ) and for staying strong and for trying to spread the message “you are beautiful” and trying to be inspiring and encouraging to others who may be struggling with whatever they are facing tonight.

I know you’d be proud of me. I’m just going to keep thinking, for now, that Tay would be proud of me if she knew what I did and saw my posts :)

Star Wars aka Nico is a giant dork

…but I love him anyway.

A couple of drabbles inspired by my brief conversation with percico-feels the other day. The post in question.

Also, I’m a giant dork like Nico so here’s some music to get you in the mood

~*maybe some spoilers for Star Wars if you haven’t seen them? but everyone knows the one mentioned so it’s safe-ish but just in case!*~

“Star Wars again?” Percy groaned as he walked into the living room, having emerged from the bedroom in which he had been studying (yeah right) on the bed.

“Yeah,” Nico replied somewhat distractedly, flinching as he saw Luke’s hand getting cut off by Darth Vader for about the millionth time.

“Can’t we watch something else?” The older teen asked, collapsing beside his boyfriend on the couch.

“Sh, the best part is coming up soon,” Nico chided, raising the volume.

“Gods, Nico, it’s just the ‘Luke, I am your father’ bit.”

The younger demigod paused the movie and glared at Percy. “You ruined it! The shock value!”

“It lost its shock value to me when I was three years old!”  Percy snapped. “Gods, Nico, you’ve watched this movie how many times?”

“And not once have I not been shocked by that part,” Nico shot back. “Just because you know what will happen, it doesn’t detract from the wonderful acting.”

He pressed play and grinned as Darth Vader announced, “I am your father,” and Luke stared in disbelief.

Percy assumed the conversation was over.

When Empire Strikes Back finished, Nico put in the next movie of the saga, and Percy knew better than to argue. If there was anything Nico loved more than Mythomagic and McDonald’s, it was Star Wars.


Nico narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip around the hilt of his lightsaber. Crouching behind the corner like a cat, he scanned the living room of the apartment. Percy was leaning back on the couch, his feet perched up on the coffee table –how many times had Nico told him not to do that, gods; his boyfriend was a freaking mess. 

Their cat Bianca was sitting beside the son of Poseidon, her tail twitching. Her ear flicked to one side and her head turned slowly to him, then looked away. All of a sudden, the young calico cat jumped to her feet and sped off, passing him as she ran into one of the bedrooms.

Percy ignored Bianca, because this was a common enough occurance. Nico’s cover still had not been blown.

Smirking, Nico shadow-traveled right to Percy’s side and shoved his red plastic lightsaber into his boyfriend’s face. 

“HOLY FUCKING–” Percy yelled, jumping back in surprise. “Nico, what in Hades?!”

“The force is strong in you, Percy,” Nico stated with a straight face (it was very difficult not to laugh whenever he scared Percy this way, but he had practice). “Join the dark side.”

“Not this shit again,” Percy groaned, but his sea-green eyes were glittering. He reached down under the couch and brought out his own blue lightsaber. 

Grinning widely, Nico raised his own plastic weapon, turning it on and swinging it, relishing in the sound of the lightsaber. He striked down on Percy, but the older teen blocked it with his own. 

“You’re not wearing your Darth Vader mask today,” Percy noted as he jumped off the couch and took a defensive stance. 

“I can’t breathe in that thing,” Nico complained, then lunged and they fought, plastic lightsabers clacking against each other.


He couldn’t believe he was doing this. He couldn’t, he couldn’t, he couldn’t. This was embarrassing. 

Percy flipped through the pages of the book in the grocery store. The woman behind the counter was extremely friendly, almost too helpful, when he’d asked, trying to hide his humiliation, “Do you have any Star Wars themed cakes?”

“Oh, you have a little boy who loves Star Wars, do you?” she’d practically jumped to have this conversation. She laughed. “They’re on page thirty-nine.”

“Thanks,” he murmured.

“My four-year-old is just obsessed,” she commented conversationally. “I blame his father. How old is yours?”


Percy bit his lower lip, trying to hide his smile. His cheeks were starting to burn. “He’s turning nineteen.”

“Pardon me?” the worker asked, looking at him up and down. Her face had paled; there was no way Percy could be the father of a nineteen-year-old. Obviously. “He’s –he’s not your son?”

“My boyfriend,” he answered shortly, before rushing out, “I think he’d like A52. I need it by May 21st, because that’s the day before his birthday, so there’s a bit of time.”

The woman smiled at him and told him the amount, which he paid. She told him that the cake would be finished by that date, and he thanked her. He promptly got the fuck out of there. 


“You know, I know you’re leading me to a surprise birthday party,” Nico grumbled.

“How do you figure?” Percy asked as he led him to the front door of their apartment.

“I’m blindfolded on my birthday,” the younger teen replied, his mouth twitching into a smirk. “And we haven’t been home once today.”

Percy never was good at making plans.

The twenty-three year old rolled his eyes and unlocked the door, opening it. The apartment was pitch-black. “Just get inside, Ghost King.”

Nico probably would have rolled his eyes. Maybe he did. Percy couldn’t tell due to the red blindfold covering his boyfriend’s face.

Nico stepped in, and the lights went on. 


Nico quickly pulled off the blindfold and grinned. He glanced back at Percy and shook his head. “Knew it.”

He looked back at their friends and covered his mouth in surprise, stumbling back. They were all dressed up as different characters from his favorite movie saga –Frank was Chewy, Leo was R2D2, Reyna was Princess Leia, Annabeth was Padmé Amidala, Jason was Luke Skywalker, and Piper and Hazel had refused to dress up but they were wearing Star Wars shirts (like Percy), so there was that. 

Nico’s face was tomato red and he was grinning so widely, Percy knew that all the secondhand humiliation was worth it. 

“You guys!” Nico looked like he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Basically, Percy knew he was having a fangasm. 

“Happy birthday,” he told his flustered boyfriend.

“You –I can’t believe –” Nico seemed incapable of forming a coherent sentence, so he just hugged Percy tightly, then went on to hug and shake hands with the rest of their friends.

“If you love this, wait till you see your cake,” Percy commented, smiling in amusement.

Nico turned to him, dark eyes gleaming.

Nico was every bit the little ten-year-old kid Percy had met nine years ago, and Percy loved that, he really, really loved that. He couldn’t stop himself from kissing Nico in front of everyone, and despite the fact that Nico usually didn’t like public displays of affection, this time he pulled Percy closer, whispering, “Thank you thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou," against his lips.

"Happy birthday,” Percy told him again once they’d pulled away.

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