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It’s naptime!

#tbt that time dick grayson couldn’t travel to hell via magic signature book because he kept fuckin’ signing his name as nightwing

@kiragecko

one of my favorite things is how the batboys are all close with essentially invincible aliens but the second they see the supers they’re just instinctively like hey how about i uhhhh jump in the line of danger for you anyways :)

physically stopping in my tracks in the middle of my midday walk because i took two hits, saw a flower and realized that gods cant love the way humans can because love is about survival

— Hamlet, act 2, sc. 2

✏️✏️✏️dickie

Dreams

Annabeth remembered how out of place she felt at school, when the girls talked about their mothers, how all his cousins had mothers, when, in the school family day, she used to be alone, because his father was working.

As a kid, she always dreamed about a family, having a loving mother, someone who will brush her hair, cook the breakfast, take her to school, play with her, help with the homework, Frederick Chase was an busy man, he didn’t have enough time to take good care of a little girl.

Growing, Annabeth’s dreams changed, he stopped dreaming about loving parents, now she was picturing herself as a mother, having kids, raising them, being the mother she always wanted to have, she dreamed about a husband too, a faceless man, loving and caring.

During the college, she dated a lot of boys, but nobody wanted to plan the relation so far, thinking about marriage and kids, Annabeth stopped bringing the topic, smiling and never asking for a stronger compromise, the dream bury on her mind.

In her final years at college, moving with a roommate, a girl named Reyna, she started to think about it again.

Reyna was sweet, waking soon to make breakfast, always asking about Annabeth’s day, dragging the girl to her bed when she fell sleep on her desk, Reyna was so loving and caring, slowly, the faceless man morphed into a girl, someone like Reyna.

“Would you like to have kids?” asked Reyna once, both of them looking at the window, eating ice cream, a summer storm breaking the sky.

“I like the idea of a house with white fences, two or three kids, a dog.”

“Lovely,” Reyna looked at the sky, her eyes wandering on the landscape “I’d be nice to have a family, raise a kid, knowing you will have someone waiting for you, having a home.”

“When I was little, I thought I would marry a man, but know, I only picture a girl, two kids, a big dog, a house I designed, big backyard, something pretty”

“All the things you design are pretty”

Annabeth blushed, avoiding Reyna’s eyes, they stayed in silence, looking at the storm.

They graduate and part ways, in the months before they departure the topic never come up again, Annabeth dated girls and boys, some relations more serious than others, and they idea of Reyna being her lifelong partner faded away.

Years later, more than a decade, they met again, the group of friends they were in college reunited, Annabeth was married with a pretty girl, and they adopted a little boy, she had the house and the dog, big backyard and a room for another kid, her wife was all she wanted and more.

“You know,” she told Reyna when she was leaving “I dreamed about us together.”

“Yeah, me too.”

@pjofemslashweek

Champion

Leo always enjoyed seeing Jason spar, the way he moves, like the wind, sometimes fast and destructive, like an hurricane, or slow, quiet and silent, like a heavy summer day, and the experience get better when the blond used his powers, the bolts coming out of his gladius, the raw energy, the way he moves with the wind, using the air to affect his enemies, jumping higher that any human being, staying up in the sky, like a superhero, like Superman.

Jason always looked confident when he was fighting, like he knows what he was, a fighter.

“Cariño” said Leo, sitting up, stretching his limbs “You killed that dummies, you can rest a little bit, I’m sure they won’t wake up and take revenge, di Angelo isn’t close to revive them”

“They weren’t alive, Nico can’t…”

Leo kissed the Son of Jupiter, fast and humid, making a really high smack sound, giggling after the face of Jason, the blush and the sweet smile, The Stupid Boy in Love kind of smile like Piper like to call.

“You can rest, you are not Superman, no the real one, you have weaknesses”

“But the Saturnalias are coming, and Reyna want me to fight against Percy or Nico, or both, and, as the only Roman, I have to shine”

Seeing the face of Jason, Leo could guess that the boy wasn’t sleeping the right hours, the bags under his eyes, the shineless hair, the rigid muscles, all Jason screamed tired, and the hearth of Leo icht, because his boyfriend was worrying too much, at the point of being sick, because of his duty.

“Jay Jay, you are blond, your hair is always shining”

The deep, sweet laugh, make Leo happy, holding the sword, he put it back in the case hanging from Jason hips, rubbing his hands along the waist and back of the boy, bringing him closer, in a hug.

“I’m the champion of Juno, I have to be the best”

“You are the golden boy of New Rome, the favorite pup of Lupa, you were essential to both wars, you are their champion, I think the people will be happy if all of you gave a great show, and Hazel can be there too”

Intertwining his fingers in Leo’s curls, Jason sighed deep, stretching the hug, kissing the head of the Son of Hephaestus, smiling happy.

“And I lost enough of my daily Sexy Time, is a lost that my boyfriend trained super hard and I can’t enjoy the looks”

Polyam day

Piper woke up, her limbs tired, her eyes itching, she didn’t remember how she got home, the last thing on her mind was studying in the library, a horrible migraine during a horrible day, thankfully, today was better, just her body sore.

The door opened, soft steps around the room, the curtain moving, a crack of sunlight entering the place.

“Morning babe, how was your sleep?”

Reyna was at the window, her hair loose, long, falling at her back, a towel around her neck, barefoot, she was brushing her hair.

“Let me.”

Piper sat on the bed, stretching her arms, holding the brush on the nightstand, brushing Reyna’s hair, kissing her neck, quickly, smiling at the blushing of her girlfriend.

“Are you fine?”

Annabeth entered the room, holding a tray, scramble eggs, waffles, a cup of chocolate and a glass with a flower on it, leaving the breakfast on the bed, she climbed on and kissed Piper, a chaste kiss on her lips, other kiss on her nose and one on Reyna’s cheek.

“Yep, better than yesterday,” answered Piper, putting the tray on her legs, cutting a bit of a waffle “but, how did I get here?”

“Leo found you knocked out on the library, we brought you home, made you take a bubble bath and put on pajamas.”

Piper smiled, feeling cozy, looking at her girlfriends.

“I love you, both of you.”

@pjofemslashweek