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Disaster gay 🏳️‍🌈 ✨

🏳️‍🌈 are you a distinguished gay, a functional gay, or disaster gay? 🏳️‍🌈

Genuinely curious so rb with your fav Ghibli movie, Disney Princess™️ movie, non Princess Disney movie, and none Disney animated film 👀📝

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My @dynamiteduoexchange fic for @cute-bi-disaster​!

First

The first time Annabeth saw Rachel she was angry, and a little jealous; she and Percy were going to the movies, and then to the camp, have a nice summer and avoid getting killed by the titans, the last summer before Percy turned sixteen, but the pretty annoying girl was asking about the empousai, and yes, Annabeth was a little airheaded around mortals, but nobody can blame her, right? She was half god, she knew the truth about the world, the knowledge is power and she was really powerful.

Leading the quest was cool, at the beginning, years wanting a quest, and now, she was the leader, the Oracle gave her a prophecy, she was going to Dedalus’ maze, all was promising, but the labyrinth tricked her, and it was really terrifying to be in the dark, not really knowing were she was leading her friends.

In the Mt. Saint Helens, seeing at Percy eyes, she knew he would rather die than let she get hurt, in that moment, Annabeth understood she loved him, he was her best friend, and living in a world without Percy was terrifying that kind of world would kill her, afraid, she kissed him and ran away, following the spider, falling on her knees, thanks to the explosion, crying, entering Hephaestus’ forge, the god pitying her, giving the spider the order to take her to the camp.

Dirty and bloody, Annabeth emerged from the ground, crying, shaking, Quiron and Clarisse running at her place, the old centaur hugging her, carrying Annabeth to the infirmary, and hour later she calmed down, but, when an Apollo kid asked about Percy she started again.

·The first week she laid on her bed, in Athena’s cabin, listening to the whispers of her siblings, everybody thought Percy and Annabeth were the endgame, she was conscious about the running bets, when they were going to date, who will take the first step, she even thought they will end together, but, even if Percy was alive, she wasn’t really sure about them being a couple, she feel ashamed to dislike the kiss, it felt silly to think about a kiss, her best friend could be death, the fate of Olympus could be on Nico’s hand, and the boy was listening to Minos, she was smarter than a silly girl, head full of boys, she had to fulfil the mission, her love life wasn’t important.

Annabeth’s skin was aching, she felt uncomfortable near Rachel, her hair was beautiful, shiny, her skin looked healthy and soft, she was delicate, prettier than Annabeth, with her muscular arms, thanks to the training, messy hair and scarred body, her hands were soft, small, short nails, painted, Annabeth discovered, holding her hand while Percy fought, the girl shacking, the need to calm her destabilizing Annabeth.

Her voice was sweet, high pitched, like a bird song, listening her speak was good, and finding common interest, stopped the antics of Annabeth, her green eyes shining while she talked.

After the battle, Annabeth kept thinking on Rachel, maybe was a coping mechanism, better wonder about the mortal girl than all her comrades deaths, the camp, now actually conscious about the war, was less funny and summery, grim, and she wasn’t going to talk to Percy, the things really awkward after Mt. Saint Helens, they just stay at the docks, sitting in silence.

Sending letters was a tradition for Percy and Annabeth, most of them wrote in ancient Greek, the fourth letter came with photos, a second letter, from Rachel, explaining something about an exposition, models of buildings around the globe.

It became their thing, Annabeth and Rachel were pen pals, sending letters weekly, and it was really refreshing, talking to someone normal, no friendly demigods or satyrs on her school, she freely writing about the annoying monsters, the worries of school and her average live, Rachel rambling about artists she found, her father pushing her, it was really good to have a friend outside camp.

In the winter, Annabeth went to camp, and she take a day out to be with Rachel, their conversations felling warmer than the letters, the girl looking pretty all blushed, thanks to the cold, her body warm, when she hugged to say good bye, goose bumps shaking Annabeth, feeling really good on Rachel’s arms.

For the gods sake, she was in the middle of the war, she was stabbed and poisoned, and, while Percy told her about his weak point, she was thinking about Rachel, wondering if she was in the city, sleeping in the street, looking at Percy worried face, Annabeth loved Percy, her best friend, but she didn’t love him like a boyfriend, “I think I like Rachel” she admitted, “I think she likes you too” was the answer of Percy.

When Rachel’s helicopter fell from the sky, Annabeth’s instincts took the control, flying on the pegasi, maneuvered the machine and hugged Rachel, she wanted so bad to kiss her, felling terrified about the idea of losing her, she does, a little smooch on her lips, angry hot tears falling from her eyes, holding the girl.

Annabeth is holding the seahorse neck tight, worried about Rachel, wondering about the girl, Peleo, the dragon, could kill her, or she could fall on the forest, killed by the monsters, her hearth bumping on her ears, when they are on the Big House she understands, thinking about the prophecy, maybe it wasn’t about Luke or Percy, not about losing them, the love she is losing is Rachel’s.

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Love Language

It's the last day of Jasleico week, and it's time to talk about love languages.

I think Jason's is physical touch, imagine little Thalia holding her baby brother, and sleeping together because Jason won't calm unless he's hugged.

When Lupa takes him, he sleeps surrounded by wolves, and they lick him and the pups of the pack play with him, and, sometimes, Juno appears to change his clothes and talk to him, and feed him with human food.

He loves cuddles, and Leo is more willing to give it than Nico, they put together two beds in Zeus Cabin, and the hug all night, Jason kisses him when they woke up, takes him by hand to the showers and the dining pavilion; in New Rome, Jason owns a place, and the mattress is king-size, they cuddle in the sofa, and kiss a lot, Nico comes along too, but the boy is shy, he's blushing and rambling, but at the end he let it go and enjoys.

Nico always starting the contact with Jason, they're walking and Nico holds his hand, after the campfire Nico hugs him and kiss his cheek, he would go to the Zeus Cabin, or drag Leo and Jason to Hades' and sleep, he holds Jason's hand, while Leo is over the blond boy, and, if he had a really bad nightmare, he will hug Jason really tight, Jason always smiles when Nico do this, never pushing him to go farther.

Leo's language could be words of affirmation, the boy needs to hear he's valuable and loved.

Jason has a lot of compliments for him, followed by physical touch, he would say something about Leo's project and kiss his forehead, nose, neck or lips, when they cuddle Jason would kiss all Leo, giving compliments "I love your back dimples, this mole is lovely, your skin is soft, you are warming." And etcetera.

Nico will go to Leo's workplace, sit at his side, look at his work and say something "The metal butterfly you build are beautiful, you're a genius, nobody thought that solution." If Leo creates something for Nico, he will go to Leo and talk about its usefulness, and compliments the design, he is quieter than Jason, but Leo loves the two boys.

Nico's language is acts of service.

He's a little careless of himself, Leo and Jason take turns to look after him, making him eat and have a good sleep schedule.

Jason will clean the Hades Cabin when Nico is on Hades' missions; in the apartment they share, they have a chore schedule, but, if Nico is too tired, Jason will help.

Leo will build things, to help with the housework, when Nico says his powers drown him too much, Leo designs mobile aids, canes that transform in weapons, it could shrink and one spend candies.

They take Nico on dates, the search for antique shops, especially the ones with the '40s antiques.

They just love each other, and love in their own unique way.

it’s also incredibly racist that reyna is a brown girl whose plot line revolves entirely around her being strong, self sufficient, and alone despite desperately and repeatedly expressing that she is desperate for love and support! he keeps making her cry out for help and love and then cruelly slamming the door in her face and saying she doesn’t need anyone! yes she does she’s a teenager who had to kill her own father and got abandoned by her big sister and has been working a two person job by herself!

The question is: why do people not share the artwork of their favorite creators? Stuff they like?

There has been post after post complaining how the dynamics and the like/reblog ratio on tumblr has shifted drastically over the past few years. Where people used to reblog heavily over liking the new ratio is often times 1:4 to even 1:6 reblogs to likes per post.

Don’t you know how devastating that is?

Imagine working on something for hours, days, weeks or even months. You put in on the Internet and people nod to it and pass by. No further encouragement. Nothing. At best it gets stolen on a different platform and someone else gets the praise for it.

Reblogs are the equivalent of saying ”Hey guys! This person did something amazing that I like! Check them out!“ Likes don’t get validated by the algorithm. Only reblogs matter. No wonder people are walking out and finding other media as Twitter or IG. Their ratios aren’t great, but better than tumblr.

If you have the audacity to cry about content creators abandoning their blogs because they feel unheard, you’re most likely part of the problem.

Creators of all sorts feel discouraged from creating more as their content doesn’t get seen as tumblrs algorithm and new guidelines simply fuck them over. Reblogs expose them to new audiences and new possible fans.

The only reasons why people don’t (immediately) reblog I can think of are

A) people liking stuff to place them later in a queue/reblog them

B) people want NSFW stuff hidden from their blogs

Even then, case a) is a strong one, case b) flimsy at best. You do realize that you can create more than one blog? Make an NSFW one? Tumblr isn’t like Instagram where you have to compete to comply for a certain aesthetics and where you have to fight for followers and sponsorships.

You have this huge platform where people do their craft for free and you’re not even willing to share it.

Do not engage with this post just to add shitty arguments.