Thanks For The Tag!!

I love the hair braiding trope, but there is some serious debate about whether it's dwarves who have the hair-braiding customs or elves, so I'm here to settle that once and for all.

Legolas, hoping they just seem friendly and doesn't know dwarves have the same hair customs: Hey Gimli, could I help with your hair?

Gimli, hoping he just seems friendly and doesn't know elves have the same hair customs: Uh, sure!

Aragorn, who knows that hair braiding is romantic for both elves and dwarves: ......... WHat

Introducing ✨ the men of TWP ✨

Kit Herondale:

- Eats processed sugar as a form of rebellion

- Spent his first appearance wishing he had more clothes then proceeded to wear the same jacket for the next three years

Ty Blackthorn:

- Asked someone what they were doing in their own fucking house after breaking in

- Gave a microscope as a gift to someone they hadn't seen in like half a decade

Ash Morgenstern:

- Responded to "You're mine" with a smile and "Who else's?"

- Met someone in a dream, kept a drawing of them in his pocket for years, and got upset when they didn't remember him

Anush Joshi:

- Does anyone remember he exists? Does CASSIE remember he exists?? Anyway, MVP of the whole gang

- Just Does Not Question the shit his best friend does. What a king

Jaime Rosales:

- His best friend was engaged to his brother and instead of talking to her about it he hid in the room of a thirteen-year-old

- Convenient plot device. What a life he lives

OMG I DID NOT KNOW YOU HAD A TUMBLR?!

ngl you are the reason why I ship Micheal x Jake and Castor x Lee

IVE BEEN OBSESSED OVER THE PAST FEW MONTHS LMAO

YEAH I DO! :D

omg seriously?? that's so cool! thank you! :D :D <33

I KNOW, IT'S A OBSESSION, TRUST ME, IT DOESN'T GET BETTER

I just wanted to come here to tell you how much I love all your fics. Like it started with chb before depression and that got me absolutely obsessed with Michael x Jake and now I’ve already read ‘get me out of here (I might just take you with me)’ twice and ‘it all started in the laundry room (I’m just the same as you)’ three times even though it’s over 100k and I regularly get the urge to reread it again because it’s just so good (the only reason I don’t is because I know I will binge it and I have school stuff to do right now but it’s only a matter of time until I read it for the fourth time). Really I’m just obsessed with how you write them and your writing in general. Like they are so soft and you somehow manage to find the exact balance between angst and fluff that I love. I am also absolutely obsessed with Em, she is canon to me now. So is Michael having survived the fall from the bridge, cabin 7 needs some happiness

you have no idea how happy this message made me, oh my god I was not expecting that when I checked my inbox this morning and just-

argghggghggggh :D :D

you have just put me on a sugar high for the whole day THANK YOU that is so sweet and honestly it means so much to me that you've read those works and you like them and that you appreciate my weird style of writing, they have such a lot of chemistry that I can cook up, and I'm never quite sure how it will end up but to hear that you like it is all I need :) <333

I'm kinda lost for words rn, not sure how to convey how absolutely buzzing I am from this :D

also it makes me so happy to hear you like Em, she has always been canon to me and she's by far my fav oc so it make me SO HAPPY to hear you like her!

and Michael living has never even been a question to me, in fact, I am about seven paragraphs away from posting a third part to 'screw canon happy endings rule' that he and Jake are quite present in so this is just adding to my excitement about that too omg I think I'm actually high off this comment :D

xD giggling and kicking my feet right now THANK YOU AGAIN ARGH <333

“And where have you been?”

Will freezes, feet halfway in the door, eyes locked on his brothers in what only can be described as a deer in headlights look. The standoff lasts several seconds as Will debates whether to back out the way he came or get hit by the oncoming car. Like most deers when faced with a life or death situation, he remains put as his very brief time on this mortal plane flashes through his mind.

Illuminated under a singular lamp, like their about to perform an interrogation- dramatic fucks- is Micheal with quite possibly the most shit eating grin Will has ever seen; and Lee, who's expression alone tells him he's about the get the scolding of a life time.

“Helloooo, dear brothers!” Will cajoles, plastering on as bright a smile as humanly possible. “Don’t you two just look lovely this fine morning!”

“Where have you been?” Lee repeats, undeterred by Will's poor attempt at flattery.

“I was on a morning walk!” -not a complete lie- unfortunately, stupid Apollonian traits didn’t see it that way, his traitorous voice squeaking up several more octaves than necessary as he starts to cough. Thanks a lot dad.

Micheal only grins wider, “Nice try, we saw you leaving at eleven, Which means,” -He pauses to theatrically check his watch, despite the fact that he does not, and has never, owned a watch- “you’ve been gone a whole eight hours now!”

“You saw me leave? Wait- Have you two been sitting here all night waiting for me?”

“Not important-”

“What is important,” Lee cuts in, “Is what on Earth you could have been doing at such ungodly hours in the evening?”

“I wasn’t doing anything!” He insists with a whine high enough that all the dogs in New Jersey collectively howl.

“You we're out all night, William Andrew-” oof, Is the full name really necessary? “-No teenager who crawls out of a window, falling on his face as he does so, I might add-” Okay, rude. “-In the dead of night, is ever up to anything good”

He scolds him with a tone that could rival even his southern mama. Quite the impressive feat Will must admit (in his head of course, never out loud, Lee would like that too much). Truly he rues the day his older brother officially meets The Naomi Solace in person. Those forces are simply too powerful that if they joined it would throw off the balance of every ecosystem within a thirty mile radius. Two hawks sharing a territory while he is but a simple field mouse doomed forever under the gaze of the predators, with little places to run, always being caught. What crimes did he commit in a past life to deserve such a hellish tragedy?

Locked in another stalemate and desperate to escape the hole he's in, he takes the most logical option- not putting down the shovel of course- but scoffing at the pure audacity that they would be accusing him of the thing he very much did do.

“I am offended, at you implying that I of all people! Would be up to something heinous! I mean, ME!?!? I am a VERY good kid! I am very responsible! I am ALWAYS on time!!-”

“Can you even tell time?”

“I follow all the rules to a T!-”

“That's not even close to accurate”

“I am extremely respectful to my elders!-”

“Ha! That's funny.”

“I have never done anything against the law!-”

“Somehow I doubt that.”

The rest of the cabin starts to awaken to bear witness in what surely will be Will’s final days on this earth. None of them come to his aid of course, all finding the situation to be much to humorous. Even his patented puppy eyes fail at getting him any assistance in his battle with the all mighty tyrant that is Lee Fletcher.

He makes his way past his brothers and to his bed, doing his best to ignore them as they just swivel their chairs. Where the hell they even got those chairs he has no idea. He rips his flannel off, throwing it onto his bunk- he is nothing if not theatrical- and turns back around to continue arguing his case when the hushed snickers of his traitorous siblings increases to snorts and giggles. Micheal has all but fallen over in hysterics while Lee’s scowl has somehow deepened.

“What?”

“Rookie mistake, William,” Micheal says between guffaws, “Rookie mistake.”

He looks down to where his siblings are pointing and where should be, his neon camp shirt, is a black tee that reads ‘cabin thirteen’. “Shit.” he mumbles, cautiously looking up at his eldest brother who has a look so cross he could probably pass as a southern grandma who just got her finest china broken by roughhousing grandkids.

“I am going to have some words with that boy.” He announces, much to Will’s utter horror.

“Don’t you dare!”

“I will-”

“You are the actual worst!”

“That boy is a bad influence-”

“I hate you so much.”

“I think I will contact his sister too.”

“What the fu-.”

“Language, William.”

“Oh fuck you!” he exclaims before his brain can catch up to stop him from shooting himself in the foot and most likely condemning him to a lifetime of stable duty.

“Thats its, you are grounded, Young Man-” The tyrant declares, officially shackling him.

“What! You can’t do that!” He argues, pointlessly fighting against the chains.

“I absolutely can.”

“No-!”

“I want you back in the cabin by seven thirty each night for the foreseeable future.”

“SEVEN THIRTY!?!?” Will screams, “The campfire’s not even done by seven thirty!!!” He argues, flailing his arms as if that will help get his point across.

Lee nods, “Seven thirty.”

“I am not a child I don’t need a curfew!!”

“You are a child.”

“Are not! I’m fourteen!”

“A child.”

“UGHhhhhhhh!” He screeches, miming a crushing motion with his hands, hoping to explode Lee’s head via the force. It, unfortunately does not work.

He then decides to stand up and announce that it is breakfast time before casually leading the rest of the apollo campers out of the cabin as if he didn’t just ruin a poor innocent teens life.

“Well that was amusing,” Says his annoying younger sister, hanging back from the group, reveling way to much in his suffering.

“Shut up Kayla.”

She just grins, looking far to similar to Micheal for his liking. “I just can’t wait till he finds out about your tattoo.”

“Oh gods.”

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So this is part of an au/verse I'm working on where basically everyone lives and they all get to be normal teens with semi normal teen problems. (It will probably end up being mostly cabin seven based cause they're my fav) It's not gonna be written in a specific order or anything probably just a bunch of one shots of things I think of. Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions of prompts/story lines for this verse lmk.

Also Lee is supportive of Will and Nico's relationship he's just being an annoying older brother cause he can.

Person A: "Well pleasure to see you too."

Person B: "Don't mind me."

Person A: "Mighty difficult to do when you are scaling my walls."

comet is this michael’s fucking hoodie did you hurt us this way

-mediumgayitalian

Thinking about Charles and Lee being the two Jake and Michael first come out to and just how much fun they're having as big brothers hdhdg

Lee teases Michael for sure when Michael first realized he had a crush. Michael was confused over the feelings in his chest that felt like heart palpitations and was trying to figure out what was wrong. And Lee just immediately put two and two together the more Michael described how he was feeling. Playfully teased Michael about having a crush and him being dramatic about it.

Though, I'm thinking Jake's coming out/admitting about his crush to Charles is a lot more serious. Because Jake realizes more easily he has a crush, but he's processing that he has a crush on another boy.

And Charles comforts him about it of course.

"We're not machines,Jake. A difference in us from what we think is the norm isn't a malfunction in design. It's just who we are. If you like this boy, then you like him. Doesn't make you broken."

Yes I've been thinking about that line since last night when I first thought of it. And Yes I nearly made myself cry from it.

Both brothers are biggest supporters and og Sunforge shippers 100%

They cover for the two why they're sneaking out on dates, listen to them ramble about the other,etc.

After Lee dies,Charles practically becomes a big brother to Michael. Helping him get his footing as a head counselor and such.

Loosing Charles was like loosing another big brother to Michael.

Hey y'all apparently I need a bio or some shit so hi

I'm Melz_367

English

High school student

Taking my GCSE's next year yippee

Jake / Michael is my OTP fight me on it

#wellovesolangelotoo <3

and Malconnor why tf not

OH AND LEE AND CASTOR

almost forgot lol

but leeluke thooo....

#icantmakedecisions

You can find me on Ao3 too under the same name :D

or there's a link at the bottom i guess

Fandoms: Riordanverse, Shadowhunters, LOTR, all that stuff

Posting drabbles, funny reblogs, teasers to future works, random shit my brain thinks up and other crap 👍🏻

thought I was straight, but... self discovery? I am now bisexual? idk y'all, but it's LGBTQ+ friendly here :)

And.... yeah.

Hallo <333

sat on my school bus rn and I've just had possibly the cutest but most depressing idea ever

what if Lee used to have a habit of collecting ducks?

like, plastic, glass, metal, whatever, just yellow ducks

hats, spots, stripes, accessories, this man has a whole army

and he made a habit of hiding them around cabin seven and the infirmary and when any of his siblings were sad or needed distracting he'd send them to find a specific duck and they'd be searching for the next hour for a fucking yellow and pink polka-dot duck with a tiara

and when he dies, everyone completely forgets about this until Will rummages through a drawer in the infirmary one day and BOOM

cowboy duck✨

and suddenly everyone's finding ducks everywhere, in shoes and drawers and the archery range storage cabinet and that one part of the strawberry fields where Lee and Castor used to hang out and whenever someone missed him they'd all go on a hunt for a duck until they had over a hundred of the fucking things

but still, even years later, after the TOA, Jerry finds a duck with a grapevine hat and a guitar, and Will, Kayla and Austin burst into giggles while he looks at them in confusion

'what? why are you laughing?'

'nothing. nothing at all.'

:D