Brothers

I thought of a fanfic idea where it’s about Lee Fletcher growing up in camp half-blood and his life throughout of the years and I wanna bring him back to life buttttt I realized that sounds a lot like your fanfiction life of short archerr even though I didn’t take inspiration from that fanfic, I’m still gonna ask permission if it’s okay I write that fic

oh my gosh, absolutely! I definitely do not own the trope and that sounds awesome, go for it <333

maybe dm me when you post it? I'd love to read <33

i created a diagram of what i believe to be the most compelling relationships between the kids of the big three. please discuss

reblog if you’re okay with people writing fanfics of your fanfics and/or fanfics inspired by your fanfics

imagine being 15 (terrible) and you live in a basement and are only allowed outside every once in a while under strict conditions (isolating) and then you watch your father get literally torn apart by demons (traumatizing) and then a bunch of strangers inform you that you are genetically one of those cultlike child soldiers that your dad always warned you about (migraine inducing) so now you have to go to their weird house in the middle of nowhere and live with the other child soldiers (frightening) and then the brain short circuitingly attractive guy who held you at knifepoint keeps sleeping outside your door and he and his sister keep following you everywhere (SCREAM???) and then some college aged guy shows up while you're collecting stuff to sell when you run away and announces that not only are you a child soldier but your ancestors were like famous and he's basically jesus and also your only living blood relative, and then busts you for stealing and gives you a therapy speech about how you shouldn't throw your life away (HUH???????) and then a bunch of annoying bigots come into the house and keep yapping at you about their shitty ideology (migraine inducing part 2) and also the government is falling apart, you're having your bisexual awakening at a REALLY inconvenient time, there's some guy committing heinous crimes against nature to raise his girlfriend from the dead but then he dies and turns into a demon magnet, you get multiple concussions, and a bunch of strange arcane mystical figures keep ominously trying to figure out why you look familiar (WTF)

also it's been 1 week

SoLaNgElO

Person A: "Hey~"

Person B: "Please don't try to flirt with me while your organs are falling out of you."

Oh my gosh, I didn't realize that I wasn't following you on this account. I used to have a Frank Zhang rp blog with a separate account. Anyway all good now that I followed you from this acc.

ahh, I remember seeing your rp name in my inbox!

thanks for following! gonna follow you right back! :D

Hello please reblog this if you're okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

so fckin accurate I swear <3

Michael not liking to be touched by people outside his siblings and few rare others.

When he started getting close to Jake, Jake become one those that Michael was more comfortable with physical contact

Also meaning Michael very much started to want physical contact from Jake.

It felt wierd for him. Being hugged or hugging his little siblings is one thing. But wanting the same with Jake was entirely different.

Jake of course respected Michael's usual boundaries of no contact, and Michael was too stubborn to actually ask for the contact he wanted.

He would occasionally grab for Jake's hands or arms, but he never did much else. Even after they first started dating.

It wasn't until one night he had overworked himself to point of getting sick.

Jake had caught him a fevered mess in the infirmary one night and had tried to help him back to his cabin.

But Michael's legs gave out from under him, and Jake had to carry him to one of the cots.

He had went to move away after he had placed Michael down when Michael immediately grabbed his arm, making a soft noise of complaint. He wouldn't let go until Jake moved to lay beside him in the cot, letting the small son of Apollo feverishly nuzzle into his arms.

Both had fell asleep there, waking up not too long after by Lee who had came looking for Michael.

Lee did not let it go for the rest of the week, that's for sure.

After that Jake was a bit more cuddly with Michael when he got the chance. Michael would try to act annoyed but he would always lean right into it. He very much enjoyed his overly cuddly boyfriend, even if he tried to pretend he didn't.

"You have to run your hands through my hair?"

"You're practically purring like a cat."

"Shut up."

I love them, the sillies