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Honestly, I think from the moment that Percy found out that not every demigod has a loving mortal parent they can depend on, when they already can't depend on the gods, and that Annabeth specifically, hasn't had anyone take care of her like that since she was 7, he decided he would be the one to.
They take care of each other up to that point, but I think that's when he starts noticing how much she takes care of them. She already knew if she didn't no one else will. She protects them against humans, she stands with them against monsters, she always brings up the rear of the group when they're running, and she is always the first one to make a move when they're fighting. She does it because no one is going to protect her if she doesn't do it herself. No one is going to protect Grover and Percy if she isn't.
In the arch, he pretty much tells her he would fight the gods for her, and then he goes on to do just that.
Athena, the one person who was supposed to protect her willingly pushes monsters her way, she lets Echidna and the chimera into a place that was supposed to be safe. Her decision is that Annabeth should be punished, and say what you want, but I think she knew that Annabeth would think through every scenario and know that someone had to stay and hold them back. And I think she knew that Annabeth would be the one to stay. Because that's the way she raised her, knowing that no one cared whether she lived or died. And I think that's the cruellest part.
Which is why Percy's sacrifice means so much more. He not only made the decision to trade his life for hers and fight the monster so she and Grover could escape, but he also made the conscious choice to push back against Athena's wishes. He fought a goddess for her, Athena said "Annabeth will die for her impertinence" and Percy said "Not today, not ever"
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you guys want to see the most magical video of my cats ever?
Here ya go. Happy Valentine's Day 💘
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capibuck · 4 months
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December, 1943. You are beautiful, even when you sleep.
I have COMMISSIONS OPEN if you're interested 🧡
Support my art on Ko fi ☕, please.
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forestshadow-wolf · 3 months
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Soap stimming by repeatedly clicking his pen over and over because he's understimulated
And ghost who's about to smack the shit outta him because he's overstimulated
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thebxghag · 2 months
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Peace and Love on Planet Avatar
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samtamdan · 7 months
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Date night <3
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alahelo · 6 months
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And when I die, which I must do
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Could it shine down here with you?
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Cause my love is mine, all mine
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Our love, mine, mine, mine
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camillabanilla · 16 days
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Here, have some beautiful bees 💛🐝🖤
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mitzoco · 4 months
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cvmcicle · 7 days
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posting gay yaoi mid-class rn
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bellqmione · 1 year
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this could be us
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transjudas · 1 month
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2006 -> 2022 2009 -> 2022
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ayo-edebiri · 10 months
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I'm obsessed with their wings.....
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vannral · 7 months
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bradley and jake (florence and the machine // hozier)
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my-castles-crumbling · 6 months
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sweater - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 208
It was tempting.
Oh, so tempting. Just sitting there, unassuming, crumpled in a pile on the bed. Calling to him.
And he was a weak man.
It wasn't his fault. Not really.
It was just...so comforting. Warm. And smelled so damn good. Like...chocolate and the forest and...it just smelled good, okay?
He wasn't weird. This was normal. This was a normal, completely sane and platonic thing to want from your best friend. It was not odd or...it didn't mean anything, and fuck Prongs for thinking so.
He stared at it. Was it normal to be in a staring contest with an inanimate object?
"Fuck it," Sirius mumbled, reaching out for the soft fabric, pulling it over his head and immediately getting lost in the comfort of the warmth, the safety, the smell surrounding him. It was like being home.
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"Why the fuck is Sirius asleep in my sweater?" Remus Lupin asked a half hour later, walking into the dorm to find Sirius sleeping soundly, bundled into a sweater that nearly swallowed him.
James took one look at Sirius, with his nose buried in the wool, fingers curled in the stitches, gripping tightly, snoring lightly. "Idiots," he murmured, rolling his eyes at Remus's besotted expression.
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a night on the beach 💫
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