Q

Anonymous asked:

I'm bored:( can you write something fluffy percabeth for me please:):):)

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flyingcrowbar:

Leo can’t really stand the whole PDA thing. 

Yeah, maybe a kiss every now and again, but there is a line and it had been crossed - no, flown over like a circus performer out of a canon.

All he wanted to do was have a bro’s night on the couch with Jason, kick his weak butt in Mario Kart, and eat pizza ‘til he puked. But when Annabeth and Percy crashed the party, they were proving to be a distraction. 

"Mm, you’re so pretty. I wuv you so much," Percy said, in his widdle baby talk.

"No, I wuv you more!”

"Uh uh!"

"Yuh huh!"

Leo pulled his concentration from the race and flashed them the side-eye. Jason, sitting beside them, wasn’t paying them any attention as he stuck his tongue out of the edge of his mouth and drove the course. But seriously, how could he just ignore the constant nose-rubbing and cooing like little doves.

They pecked each other on the lips, determined to be the one that had the last kiss. It was sickeningly cute. Nope, just sickening. Leo couldn’t really stand much more. He paused the game (making Jason go “Hey!”).

"Could you guys just, like, not?"

"What?"

"That whole…" Leo waved his hand in their direction, like he was cleaning a window.

"We’re just making up for lost time!" Annabeth said, batting her eyelashes.

Leo wrinkled his nose. “C’mon, Jason. Let’s go see what Frank’s up to.”

"But - I was… Okay…" Jason sighed, leaving his controller on the couch as he followed Leo out of the room.

There was a beat, then two, just to make sure they were really gone. Then Annabeth scrambled off of Percy’s lap and snatched Jason’s controller into her hands. She bounced on the couch and started a new game with a wicked grin on her face. 

"Dibs on Donkey Kong!" she said.

"Dibs on - dammit!" Percy said, too late.

chiefbender:

Serving evil misogynistic ghosts is no ones idea of fun. 

(via chase-and-jackson)

kushstagram:

I DONT THINK YOU GET IT

IF YOU TELL A GIRL SHES PRETTY IT WILL BOOST HER SELF CONFIDENCE FOREVER

SO IF YOU FIND A GIRL PRETTY

GROW A SET AND TELL HER

(via scarysolangelo)

pixalry:

Adventure Time Princess Watercolors - Created by Julio Cesar

You can follow Julio on Tumblr and Twitter.

(via leaderoflokisarmy)

zombielestrade:

but if you ever think it’s a bad time to send me headcanons just consider this

  • its not

(via scarysolangelo)

khajidont:

i take it all back. Terminus is my favorite god

(via whatabunchofbozos)

“I never had a brother,” she said. “Not really.”
She felt Jace place his hand on her back, between her shoulder blades. “You did,” he said. “You had Simon. He was your brother in all the ways that matter. He watched you grow up, defended you, fought with and for you, cared about you all your life. He was the brother you chose. Even if he’s … gone now, no one and nothing can take that away from you.”
— City of Heavenly Fire - Cassandra Clare. (via take-me-baby-or-leaveme)

(via gideonghoststairs)

agirlofvariety:

Q: You just wrapped a film after working on it for a long time- what’s the first thing you want to do with your free time?

(via imalosthippocampus)

lazyleezard:

Continuation to this (kinda… well, if you include the bonus)

From the moment all of Frank’s T-Shirts started to show his midriff Hazel’s started thinking not completely appropriate things (though she still blushes and pulls away when they kiss for more than 5 seconds). And it’s never too soon to learn this stuff, right?

Bonus:

(via darkpercy)

twitturds:

save yourself and dont be in a friend group of three

(via skykhr)

“No!” Will Solace shoved Nico out of the way and got in Octavian’s face. “I am the son of Apollo, you anemic loser.”

Blood of Olympus, p.429

(ISN’T IT SO CUTE HOW WILL IS SUCH A MEDICAL NERD THAT EVEN HIS INSULTS ARE HEALTH RELATED)

(via percabeth-just)

alwaysthecrazyone:

shingeki-no-flute-fluff:

lithefider:

glorious-godofchaos:

reyairia:

pirateking92:

“That’s your otp”?

“They’re just friends”

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“That’s your otp”?

“But they hate each other.”

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“That’s your otp?” 

“But they’re not gay.”

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"That’s your otp?"

"But they are like 2 feet apart in height."

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"That’s your otp?"

"But one of them is dead."

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Reblogging again because this got even better!

(via skykhr)

themisdolorous:

Oh, Percy.