Imagine being Percy, having to travel to the other side of the fucking country as a 12yo to enter the Underworld and then a few years later you find out there was an entrance in your fucking city. I would be pissed off tbh

annabeth making the plans for new athens and all the demigods submit the input of what their godly parents want after conversing with them and percy comes back saying poseidon wants a dingy beachside dive bar which will end up being an eyesore on annabeth’s otherwise pristine coastline. and she can’t even get mad about it because percy’s excited himself

like sure, this is how they appeared in my head when i was eleven. 10/10 execution

so far i'm not super into the pjo hot topic merch but they nailed the waterland shirts

so far i'm not super into the pjo hot topic merch but they nailed the waterland shirts

would love it if the last god/goddess percy has to do a quest for is hestia. and all she only asks of him a simple, easy-to-do, done in two minutes task. and then that's it. no tricks or double meanings. and he just sobs into her shoulder at the end of it. and she just holds him and tells him that he's all done. he can go live his life now.

if we look at the original timeline (aka annabeth and percy being born in 1993) then 2009 was a big year for annabeth bcus not only did the battle of manhattan take place and she finally started dating percy, but also minecraft came out and i think that would be a big deal to her

Imagine being Percy, having to travel to the other side of the fucking country as a 12yo to enter the Underworld and then a few years later you find out there was an entrance in your fucking city. I would be pissed off tbh

i just adore him

“I thought about May Castellan, alone in her kitchen, baking cookies and making sandwiches for a son who would never come home.”

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once jason remembers the exact location of camp jupiter and is able to provide it to the others, everyone's like we have to wait until leo is finished his giant boat then we'll go to camp jupiter and get percy, and grover's like cool beans, understood, 100% gonna wait for the giant boat to be finished, anyway i gotta go do a lord of the wild thing, don't wait up, bye!

cue him staking out camp jupiter with a pair of binoculars for a few weeks, seeing nico pop in and out, bothering him abt it and then abt percy who nico genuinely hasn't seen yet, and bing bang boom percy finally shows up carrying hera/juno on his back and grover's just "alrighty, my time to shine" and careens into him at full speed once percy's past the river and juno is just "wait is that the goat"

percy, no memories but a strong gut feeling: i think you're my best friend

grover on the verge of tears: WE ARE BEST FRIENDS

percy, clueless but enjoying the hug: oh my gods that's fucking awesome

11 year old me walked so i could run (to my computer to draw these)

i blame the mouse for the deradicalisation of luke castellan

i think we should normalize demigods growing up to be average people. bc rick really went out there and said george washington and harriet tubman were demigods but just think about this for a second-

"ah yes that gas station attendant is a son of hermes, god of travelers"

there's simultaneously so much and so little potential here

this morning the United Nations Human Rights Council voted on a resolution calling for a ban on arms sales to Israel and the resolution passed. two Israeli border points opened for aid routes (they were supposedly open? lmao), Biden is calling for an immediate ceasefire, last night was the first without air attacks on Gaza.. the killing of seven foreign aid workers shook the world apparently, but oh god how late. the journey to recognising genocide for some seems to avoid acknowledging the humanity of thousands of Palestinians who have been murdered

Thalia doesn’t keep many things in the hundreds of years she’s been alive. 

But long ago, there were people, their names all but distant memories, who mattered in her 1st lifetime. It’s their things that stay hidden in her bag, reminding her of her mortal life. 

A blue hoodie, worn almost threadbare. The scent of its original owner, long since leached from the fabric. But if she closes her eyes, she can almost see the blue eyes of her first and only love. 

A pair of glasses. Frames cracked and crooked. A reminder of a brother she never got to truly know. 

A baseball cap. It’s magic long faded, branded with a forgotten logo. Memories of a blonde girl laughing hidden deep within. 

A letter. Ink fading, paper yellow. The last words of a dying friend. Words that wish her well, words that wished her well in a world they had fought side by side to save. 

Thalia doesn’t keep a lot of things, but even after all this time, Luke, Jason, Annabeth, and Percy will stay with her forever. The memories of her first family to remind her why life is so beautiful.

hearing officials and public figures criticize biden openly on talk shows and seeing newspaper headlines sharply decry israel killing aid workers is making me feel kind of crazy. like it could've been like this the whole time. before 40,000 palestinians were killed and the infrastructure of gaza destroyed. it could've been like this when people gathered their children in plastic bags at al-ahli hospital, when a poet and his family were assassinated for a joke, when journalists buried their families on air, when children were targeted by drones on camera, when a little boy holding his grandmother's hand in one hand and a white flag in another watched her get shot and die in front of him, when a cameraman was left to bleed out with a live counter for hours while his rescuers were shot, when patients were bulldozed in their tents in the courtyard of a hospital, when four babies were left die and decompose alone in their hospital beds, when six year old hind rajab was crying for help trapped in a car with the corpses of her family on the phone with the red crescent for hours until she and the rescuers sent to get her were killed too.