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space boy space boy sp

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domestic-bands

Brendon: *walks into an art museum*

Brendon: I’m here to donate myself

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cedarspiced

what have i done

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morallyambiguoussodacan

lonelymentality

reblog if ur nonbinary, you support nonbinary people, or you just really fucking love vaporwave

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tricpersona

zerogayvity-blog

here’s one for you pjo fandom

reblog if you’re a pjo and hoo fan and you’re angry at the way Jason got treated in the last book

How many of us are there?

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tricpersona

spooky-tsunemori

So the psycho-pass one did alright so I made another one of these. please watch my second favorite show in the world!!

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tricpersona

Since I’m currently in pjo hell and in need of a good writing practice, I’m currently opening up my inbox for any requests for drabbles for the following ships:

Jercy
Jasico
Valdangelo
Jasleo
Perleo
Lukson
Luketh
Pipabeth

Please state your ship and a prompt for me to work on ! I default to writing canon verse since I’m most comfortable with it, along with Harry Potter AU. I write Jason as a hufflepuff though. I can see him sorted in that house best. o/

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enbyofdionysos

jercy au where one of them texts the other on a wrong number and sends them a selfie w the caption “merry christmas” for @quensty

It all started when Jason typed in the wrong number.

In his defense, he thought he had Piper’s number memorized after so many years that he didn’t think of looking at his old phone when typing the number into the contacts of his new one.

Merry Christmas, he said, attaching a selfie as he and Thalia made their way to the Christmas tree farm.

A few minutes later, Piper replied.

Except it wasn’t Piper.

It was a selfie of a boy Jason’s age with brown skin and green eyes. A toothbrush was in his mouth, but it didn’t stop him from being heart-stoppingly cute.

Wrong number, said the boy. But thanks. Happy Hanukkah!

Jason stared at the photo. Had he known that his reply would set off a holiday adventure filled with missed communications, unexpectedly romantic happenstances, and his first kiss under the mistletoe, he would have responded in a cooler way.

But because Jason was Jason, he replied, Oh, sorry. You’re really cute, though. By any chance, do you like boys?

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takaraphoenix

All Percy wanted to do was sleep. Nap. Just… close his eyes and not do a thing. College was killing him slowly. He frowned as he put his keys down, surveying the dark apartment.

“I’m home”, called Percy out, just to be tackled moments later. “Hey, girl. At least someone is home to welcome me. You been good? Frank dropped by to feed you and go on a walk with you, right?”

Mrs. O’Leary whined in confirmation and continued slobbering her human. With a sigh did Percy make his way toward the bedroom. Despite the giant, happy puppy waiting for him, the apartment was still empty and cold.

“I miss him, girl”, sighed Percy lowly as he collapsed onto the bed.

His eyes caught on the photo on the nightstand. Jason, with his arms around Percy’s waist, Percy with his around Jason’s neck, both hovering a couple inches above ground because Jason had been so excited. Leo, the little stalker and shipper, had taken the photo of them.

“I can’t sleep without him”, muttered Percy and rolled onto his stomach.

He buried his face in Jason’s pillow. It still faintly smelt like him. Very faintly. Mrs. O’Leary whined in confusion before she left through the shadows. Great. Now even his puppy couldn’t endure his whining anymore.

It wasn’t his fault that he had grown so accustomed to sharing a bed with Jason that he couldn’t sleep without his blonde…

“Wo–oah, girl, what the–”, yelped a sudden voice.

Percy lifted his head to watch Mrs. O’Leary exit the shadows again, Jason dangling from her snout. The hellhound carried him around proudly just to dump him on the bed, right next to Percy. Percy blinked a couple times.

“…Good girl. Very good girl”, muttered Percy surprised. “You get all the bones you want tomorrow. And treats.”

Mrs. O’Leary’s tail was wagging proudly at that before she yelped and left the room. Jason, disgruntled and confused, sat up and rubbed his head.

“Babe. What just happened?”, asked Jason pointedly. “One moment, I’m getting yelled at by Nike that the trophy-case in her temple isn’t big enough, the next I get tackled and abducted by your hellhound.”

“I missed you”, sighed Percy and wrapped his arms around Jason, pulling the blonde down with him. “I hate when you’re gone for days to build yet another temple. Urgh. We only recently moved in together, you can’t just be gone the whole time… I like sleeping with you next to me…”

Jason blinked slowly as he was pinned to the bed, beneath his boyfriend who was now sprawled out on top of him like a clingy octopus, all limbs wrapped around him, head on Jason’s chest and nuzzling into him.

“I… missed you too, Perce”, muttered Jason, gently kissing the top of Percy’s head. “…Perce? Perce, did you seriously just fall asleep on me…?” No reply. Jason sighed fondly and pulled his boyfriend closer. “Was I seriously just abducted to be your pillow…? Gods, I love you so fucking much…”