Ravenclaws love and hate ambient noise. It needs to be a specific kind of noise depending on what they’re doing, and if it varies too far from the ambient noise they wanted, they just find it distracting.
Or; Bi Ace Jason and
His Journey of Self-Discovery
Or; Jason is Ace
and I Am Projecting
So eventually Percy calling Jason “Superman” becomes kind of
a thing between them. Jason only lets
Percy call him that, and Percy uses it both to kind of tease Jason when he’s
being extra heroic and praetor-y, and also as an affectionate nickname for his
One year for his birthday, Percy buys him a Superman cape.
He doesn’t wear it often, but it’s big enough that he uses it as a blanket a
lot. When they hang out and play video games together, the winner gets to wear
the cape. (He’ll never admit it, but sometimes Jason will let Percy win a
little easier so that the cape will smell like sea breeze for a while after he
A few months later, he sits Percy down and tells him that he
likes boys as well as girls. Percy smiles, tells him that’s awesome! and that he does too, and hugs him. Jason hugs him
back, burying his face in Percy’s shoulder. They watch a movie that night
instead of playing video games, the Superman cape wrapped around them like a
blanket where they sit shoulder-to-shoulder on Jason’s couch.
That year, Percy gets Jason another cape for his birthday.
This one is just as big, but rather than red, it’s striped blue, purple, and
pink. The bi flag, Percy tells him, a
huge grin on his face. Then he unfurls it, and Jason sees the crudely sewn
Superman logo in the middle. Jason laughs at that, head thrown back and just so
damn happy, and Percy laughs with
him. Jason refuses to take the cape off for the rest of the day (not that it
mattered, since they spent the rest of the day bingewatching sitcoms on
Netflix, but it mattered to Jason.)
Sometime later, they’re sitting next to each other on the
couch, Percy’s legs flung across Jason’s lap, their video game controllers left
on the coffee table from their last round. The bi flag Superman cape is tied
around Jason’s shoulders since he’d been the one to blue shell Percy in the
last seconds of the race and take first place. Percy leans forward, close
enough that Jason can smell that sea breeze that just seemed to follow Percy
everywhere, and starts picking at and fidgeting with the edge of the cape. So, if you’re Superman, he begins,
nervousness wobbling his voice, is there
any chance… I could be your Lois Lane? Jason smiles at him.
Things are going well between them. Dating is fun, even if sometimes
their “dates” only consist of lighting a candle on the coffee table as they
share a $5 pizza and watch cartoons together. Really, things between them don’t
change much, they just get, well, closer. There’s more touching now, and for
the most part, Jason likes it. He likes kissing Percy. He likes kissing Percy a
lot, actually. And he likes the
touching. He likes holding Percy’s hand, and he likes cuddling with him on the
couch without fear of it being awkward. He likes when Percy comes up behind him
and wraps his arms around his middle and rests his chin on Jason’s shoulder or
presses his forehead to the back of Jason’s neck. He likes when they fall
asleep curled up together and wake up with their legs tangled and Percy’s head
resting on his chest, even if he drools, the bi flag Superman cape wrapped
around them. There’s some things he doesn’t like so much, though. It’s nothing
Percy’s done, because Percy would never do something Jason wasn’t explicitly
okay with, but it’s the thought of it
that bothers him. The thought of removing clothes and touching other places that leaves a distinct
feeling of discomfort and repulsion in the pit of his stomach.
Unsure of what to do about it or what it means, he does the
only thing he can think of and calls Piper. Surely, a daughter of Aphrodite
would know what to do. He tells her what’s been going on, and when he’s done,
she tells him that she thinks he may be asexual. When he lets out a noise of confusion,
she tells him that it would probably be best if he talked to her half-brother
Mitchell, since he actually is ace and could probably explain things better
than she could. She gives him her brother’s number, and he thanks her.
Jason steels himself for what is to come. The talk with
Mitchell had helped, and now that Jason has the proper words to put with what he’s
feeling, he decided it was time to talk to Percy about it. It’s date night,
which this time means takeout, a “clean linen” scented candle Jason had bought
on sale, and a Star Wars marathon. When Percy steps through Jason’s front door,
he greets him with a kiss and tells him he needs to talk to him before dinner.
Percy nods, then asks if everything is okay as they sit facing each other on
the couch. Jason nods, takes a deep breath, and carefully lays things out on
the table, metaphorically speaking. He tells Percy about how much he likes
being with him, but how the thought of doing… he fumbles for words… more… makes him nauseous. It’s nothing
Percy had done wrong, just that this is who he is. He’s asexual, he explains,
sex-repulsed. And he feels Percy has a right to know.
Percy has been nodding along as Jason explains things,
ending with how he doesn’t think he’ll ever be okay with doing anything much
beyond what they are doing currently. Okay,
Percy tells him. He’s happy with how they are now, anyway, and he loves Jason
so much that as long as Jason is happy, he will be happy, and that he’s happy
Jason’s comfortable enough to tell him and that things are perfect as they are,
I love you too,
Jason says, and pulls Percy into a tight embrace for a few moments before
pulling back and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. That kiss brakes when Percy’s
smile grows too big for it. The rest of date night goes off without a hitch,
and they fall asleep halfway through Return
of the Jedi cuddled together under both Superman capes.
When Jason’s birthday rolls around again, he’s surprised
when Percy hands him a familiar looking box. He opens it, and instead of blue,
purple, and pink, the cape he pulls out is striped with black, gray, white, and
purple. Percy’s grin is so bright Jason can’t help but smile back. He unfurls
it, and sees the Superman logo stitched into it, slightly neater than it was on
his bi flag one. He hugs Percy then, and Percy hugs him back, whispering I love you, Superman, into the junction
of Jason’s neck and shoulder. There’s a lot of kissing after that. Then, they
end up curled in the corner of the couch, legs tangled together and Percy half
on Jason’s lap. Jason has his newest cape wrapped around his shoulders, while
Percy has taken the bi flag one, and the red one lays across their laps. They
talk for hours, about everything and nothing, from some new designs Annabeth
has been coming up with to which flavor of Starburst tastes the best. Jason isn’t
sure exactly when they drift off, but the last thing he remembers is nuzzling
into Percy’s hair and being hit with that sea breeze as if he’s actually
sitting on the sand and looking out at the ocean itself, and a passing thought
about how comfortable and perfect he feels wrapped up there with Percy and all
of their capes.
I am 24 when my doctor tells me that I was abused. She doesn’t tell
me what happened to me, or plant any memories that weren’t already
there. She takes what I have told her and she puts it all inside those
six letters, that one word.
Before she takes my memories and gives me that word, I tell her that I
have made the appointment because I want to know why I can’t stand being
touched. I tell her that I’m 24 and I’m sick of flinching when shop
assistants hand me my change, just in case their fingers brush against
my palm and there is that fire again, the one that rushes up from my
bone to the membrane of my skin any time it comes into contact that I
wasn’t expecting. I tell her that I have been trying to do this
properly, from dating to everything else, and it’s like I’m blocked.
It’s like I’m missing a piece of myself that makes me an adult, or
perhaps even a human, and I don’t know where it’s gone.
I commissioned a modern Tarzan and Jane from the incredibly talented @punziella and here’s the final result!! I couldn’t be happier with it, it’s absolutely perfect and I just love it so so much I can’t stop staring at it, thank you so much Pauline!!
I think a piece of me falls in love with anyone that I grow close to.
Suddenly all I want is to be with them. all of the time.
And then when I see them with someone else, it hurts.
It hurts as if my heart was being ripped from my body.
Because it means that they are no longer mine.
But the truth is-
They were never mine in the first place.
∙ He (D. Pedro I) could not help but respond to her great love for him, her good nature, sweetness, and considerateness (…) From the voluminous and frank correspondence that Dona Leopoldina carried with her relatives in Europe, it appears that Dom Pedro gave up tavern hopping and womanizing for some time after the consummation of their marriage. She begged her father not to believe the scandalous tales that he might hear about her husband. (…) He could be sharp-tongued and mean, but normally he was good humored and generous. (Dom Pedro: The Struggle for Liberty in Brazil and Portugal, 1798-1834 // Neill W. Macaulay)
Why aren’t there any soulmate AU fics for iideku? A soulmate’s first words are tattooed on your body would be hilarious for these two. Like Iida’ first words are literally shouted at Midoriya during Present Mic’s explanation of the practical exam. And Midoriya is probably way too nervous and then way too embarrassed to notice the words (although $5 says Bakugou noticed). And THEN Iida basically talks over Midoriya’s first words to him when Iida thinks Midoriya’s trying to distract Uraraka right before the exam starts, so he would have no idea that Midoriya is his soulmate. It’s perfect and I don’t know why no one has written a fic like this yet
Ok, this has been in my draft for who knows how long and I didn’t post it because I intended to make character posters but guess who is too lazy too finish that lol. So here is my plot (warning: may be cliché don’t hate me lol):
Park Jimin lost his parents in an accident when he was 10 and was sent to an orphanage. However, he got to witness something that made him believe it was not an accident, so he decided to become a cop to find out the truth. At the orphanage, he met Jeon Jungkook who was 4 at that time and accidentally saved Jungkook from being bullied once. Since then, they became brothers.
Present, Jimin, 27, actually becomes a cop in Seoul. Jungkook, 21, lives with him in a rent room and is a law student. Jimin’s only goal is to find out the truth about his parents’ death so he does everything he needs to, even negotiating with criminals for information but still gets to nowhere. He doesn’t care about doing right, he only wants justice for his parents.
Kim Taehyung, 27, is the secret child of a famous politician and he knows that but he hates his father for leaving his mom. He’s a very hot-tempered cop who believes all criminals must be punished and the fact that he’s aware of how dirty his father’s career is deepens the distance between them. Taehyung doesn’t like Jimin because Jimin is not a very upright officer but Jimin doesn’t care.
Min Yoongi, 30, is the leader of an infamous clan. He just took the position from the former leader Park Jungcheol after Jungcheol suddenly died in an explosion a year ago. As the right hand of the former leader, he’s the only one who knows the truth about the accident 17 years ago in which Park Jungcheol and Taehyung’s father were involved in. Seeing how Jungcheol died, Yoongi decides to keep his mouth shut but still collects some information just in case. Not long after he became the leader, he was betrayed by a member of the clan who used to be the other hand of Jungcheol and wants Yoongi’s position. Yoongi was framed for multiple crimes and receives the death penalty. Having nothing to lose, Yoongi demands to talk to officer Park Jimin, who he knows is the only child of the victims in the accident 17 years ago, and offers a deal: Park Jimin has to get Yoongi out in exchange for what he knows about Jimin’s parents’ death. Jimin, obviously, does everything he can to re-open the case.
Taehyung also joins the case and believes Yoongi is guilty. He doesn’t understand why Jimin insists that Yoongi is innocent while all the evidences say the opposite. They fight a lot and Taehyung falls in love at some point but Jimin pays too much attention to the case to notice, especially when he has less and less time. Taehyung also befriends with Jungkook after coming to Jimin’s rent room for the case and answers Jungkook’s questions about crimes and cases. Jungkook admires Taehyung and wants to see him more. On the other hand, Yoongi also starts to have some feelings towards Jimin but that’s not his priority right now.
Jung Hoseok, 29, is a member of Yoongi’s clan. Being saved by Yoongi, he promises to himsef to protect Yoongi forever. After Yoongi’s arrest, he works under the new leader to find proofs to save Yoongi, and at the same time, tries to contact Yoongi and they plan a jailbreak. Hoseok has no idea about Yoongi’s deal with Jimin, so he considers Jimin and Taehyung as his enemies.
Kim Namjoon, 30, is a criminal law expert helping Jimin and Taehyung with the case. Even though he’s very experienced, Yoongi is particularly smart and complicated so he needs more time than usual. He also visits Jimin’s place more than once and in one of those times, he meets Kim Seokjin, 30, the owner of the house. Seokjin, loving cooking and owning a famous restaurant, is a very generous owner who Jungkook likes a lot. Namjoon immediately recognizes Seokjin since they were close (and a bit more than that) in the university until one day Seokjin suddenly disappeared without leaving any words. Namjoon tries to get close to Seokjin again because he still has feelings for him but Seokjin keeps avoiding him. No one knows Kim Seokjin is actually Taehyung’s father’s secret assassin.
Okay that’s what I had in mind when I made the poster but I still haven’t decided if I want Jimin with Taetae or Yoongi lol
something with tracer and/or Pharah (separate) where the reader has a crush on them and shows it by always visiting them while they're working, bringing them coffee and snacks etc. one day reader says "so, are you and your boyfriend gonna do anything this summer?" so pharah and tracer respond that they don't have a boyfriend, and are actually interested in women. reader then says "oh well maybe you should gimmie your number wink wink " SORTY IF THIS MADE NO SENSE;; ty!
This is so creative! I love it!
After an exhausting mission in Oasis, the team had some down time before they were scheduled to leave. That meant you and Lena were lounging around the gardens, just chilling and eating snacks.
“Ready?” You ask.
Lena opens her mouth in response, and you throw piece of popcorn. You both cheer when she catches it.
“Alright let me try!” She says. She throws a piece at you, but it hits your nose and bounces off. Giggling, Lena asks to try again. She scoops up a whole handful and just throws all of at you.
“No fair!” You laugh. You respond by throwing a handful of popcorn at her. This leads to a full blown food fight until you’re both laughing so hard you can barely breathe. Your fun is interrupted by both of your phones telling you to get back to the ship because it’s time to leave.
“This was so much fun!” Lena says. “We really should hang out more.”
“I always figured you were busy with a boyfriend.” You answer.
At that, Lena cracks up laughing.
“What?” You ask, confused.
“Love,” She says between laughs. “I’m so gay! I would never have a boyfriend!”
You smile. “Then maybe the next time we hang out it should be a date.”
“I’d love that.” She replies with a big grin.
“I brought snacks!” You announce as you step into Pharah’s room. Things have been absolutely crazy lately, so the two of you decided to have a little movie night to relax.
“I have wine!” Fareeha replied. This was gonna be a great movie night - snacks, Fareeha, and wine. She pours two glasses before the two of you settle down on the couch.
“Thanks for inviting me.” You say sincerely. You found it a bit odd that she invited you of all people. Fareeha was so stunning that nearly every agent of Overwatch drooled over her.
“Why do you sound surprised?” She questioned.
“I don’t know. I just thought you would invite one of the many boys who always hit on you.” You answer.
Fareeha chuckled. “They’re not really my type, if you know what I mean. I’d date you before any of them.”
“Well,” You say with a smile. You slide over closer to Fareeha until you’re cuddled against her. “This is a date now.”
She smiles and puts an arm around you. “I am more than fine with that.” She places a light kiss to your head as the movies starts. This was gonna be a great night.
More importantly, the term indicates an ontological challenge to dominant labeling philosophies, especially the implied medicalization of the subject, as well as a challenge to discrete gender categories embedded in the divided phrases.
The competition was created so the competitors could compete.
textbook writers are awful and you cannot tell me otherwise
Request: REQUEST U ASKED??? can u write something with a hawaiian!reader x hamilsquad or at least one of the hamilsquad (i never see any hawaiian fics and i’m half hawaiian :D)
Warnings: uh n o n e (heh.)
Tags: i can’t tag them so like,, u h
Time Period: modern (ye boi)
Notes: I totally didn’t really use this prompt ha h bc i had no idea how to approach it so take me and my dumb story. Also, this is like super short bc i got stuck on this for such a long time so sorry that it’s shorter than usual.