also i am currently working on ur request, one of the bright sides of vertigo i guess :D
oooh ok yes, this is lowk kinda lukewarm but whatev
jason absolutely deserved to have had his memories regained, but it wouldn’t have “fixed him”
pretty much all of jason’s issues stem from his identity, from the fact that he doesn’t even really know who he is—both before and after losing his memories—he was quite literally militarized from the age of 2, and forged to a) follow the rules, b) have pride in camp jupiter.
i’m not trying to say that he’s bland or doesn’t have any depth to him, but those things definitely played the substantial role in his life
he was so incredibly burdened by expectations and duty from the very start, and, unlike percy, (whose amnesia was necessary to cure for the story) jason needed to be free of all that and truly find himself
jason is not like percy, he doesn’t have an annabeth or grover, and least of all a sally (☹️) if his memories were given back to him, what would he have done with them? if we’re being honest, the 7 + reyna were most likely his only friends (and i’m using friends very loosely here)
what makes his death that much more devastating is that he never got to learn about himself, to understand what kind of person he is, what kinds of things he actually likes, what kind of color is actually his favorite (not the default purple) —which he was on his way to during his time at chb, but we all know what happened 💔
current concern: my boss is sending me on a business trip abroad but hasn't actually told me yet, but i know because i saw some paperwork in the office copy room that i wasn't supposed to see. so while she puts off telling me, i just keep loudly talking about how much i HATE the place she's going to send me whenever she's within earshot.
(hi lia i hope ur good ilyyyyyy)
omg i hope you don’t actually hate it and u can turn it into a lil vacation!!
pairing: hanamaki (unemployed househusband who will rub ur shoulders and send rude anonymous emails to ur boss)
Summary: Using the prompt "I promise it's a nice thing. just close your eyes and don't cheat!"
Warnings: Fluff!
Pairing: Modern!Tommy x Fem!Reader
Requested: Yes! by the lovely Liv (@gypsy-girl-08) for my 1.5k Celebration which you can join in with or request a prompt from! Thank you so much for the request Liv, here's my gift to you for being so supportive from almost the start of my wild Peaky community journey! ily!
Notes - Thank you @heidimoreton for the gif!
Masterlist | 1.5k Celebration
Wild Horses.
You were sat outside the office block, waiting for Tommy to appear, he'd told you fifteen minutes ago he was on his way. He was impossible always working, you only needed him for the afternoon.
He'd promised you he'd been done by the time you arrived to get him, you'd somehow managed to keep a secret from him, with a lot of hushed phone calls to the family and late night emails.
You knew he was avoiding coming down to the car, he hated surprises, picking up your phone you dialled his number.
"I'm coming darling, I'm coming" he voice drawled down the line, you rolled your eyes hanging up without a word.
'Is he on his way down? x' you text your brother in-law for some support, 'putting him in the lift as we speak x' Arthur's response flew back.
You flicked the end of your cigarette out of the window, Tommy was leaving his office, you'd told him to take a change of clothes, be in something more casual, but, no here he was in his full suit slipping into the passenger seat of your car.
He lent across the centre console, pressing a kiss to your cheek "hello darling" he smiled.
You turned your head to catch his lips, letting yourself get carried away, as your phone buzzed.
You grabbed it quickly so he wouldn't see, turning to start the engine "I hate not knowing, you know that" he grumbled, throwing himself back into the seat like a spoilt child.
You laughed lightly "I promise it's a nice thing. just close your eyes and don't cheat!" you squeezed his knee, pulling out of the parking space.
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You somehow convinced Tommy to put on the blindfold, one you'd whipped out of the box kept in the wardrobe, he'd never let you use it on him before.
"Don't think we'll do this in the bedroom again, it's not that nice is it?" he groaned, you bit at your lips holding in the small giggle "I don't know Tom, I enjoy it" you admitted.
You could sense the smirk on his lips, keeping your eyes on the road "then we will continue" he laughed.
You made the familiar turning into Charlie's Yard, he'd helped you plan almost all of this surprise, you checked the text on your phone from him.
'All sorted, third stable, set up. Curly out of the way he can't keep a secret'
You got out of the car, making your way round to the passenger side, helping Tommy out, guiding him across the cobbles to the large gates.
"Why are we at Charlies Yard?" he asked, you stopped trying to see where he had managed to sneak a peak from the blindford.
"The smell, its the smell of Charlie's Yard I haven't looked" he confirmed, you huffed of course he knew this place by just the smell, he'd spent nearly all his life here.
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You stood behind him, standing on tiptoes to unknot the blindfold "Keep your eyes closed, Thomas" you giggled, making your way back round to his side.
Linking your fingers through his "Open" you whispered, so giddy with excitement.
You watched him as his eyes finally fell on the majestic black horse, he turned to you mouth agape with shock "You didn't?" he asked, stepping forward slowly towards the horse.
Tommy was always dreaming about owning a horse again, he'd grown up riding but moving into the City to launch the business meant he left his horses in Curly's care.
He turned to you, a beaming smile on his face, you moved towards him watching as he spoke softly to the horse, "She's called Gypsy Eve" you handed him the paperwork.
Tommy nodded his free arm wrapped round your waist pulling you into his side, "have you ever been on a horse?" he asked, you looked up at the towering animal "never, they frighten me" you admitted.
Tommy smiled at you, pressing a kiss to your cheek "We can ride together"
You gave him a look, "don't start you little tease" he hummed with an amused smirk, "I do like riding sometimes" you quipped as he pressed his fingers to your side, making you squirm at the sensation.
"Lets go for a ride" he declared, shrugging off his suit jacket, "what kind?" you asked, he shook his head walking to the side of the horse, patting her on the back.
"later for the other kind of ride, eh?" he cupped at your jaw letting his lips slide across yours momentarily.
"Is that a promise?" you asked, fingers dancing in the shaved side of his hair "Of course, when have I ever let you down"
Congratulations, you’ve been acquainted with the Ewan Mitchell police department! I got the cock patrol, you got the Billy Taylor one! Don’t worry, perhaps you’ll get luckier next time!
Welcome to our ranks!
At least in Billy Taylor jail, you get to enjoy oranges and hot cocoa and warm, fuzzy blankets. And Billy swings by to give you hugs. Although he also offered to take my luggage for me? which was weird because I didn't have any, but it's the thought that counts. 🤔
