#rick riordan

[rybkart]

[hanziii-11]

itsy bitsy doodle of silena beauregard 💔

t̶h̶e̶ t̶r̶a̶i̶t̶o̶r̶

[goddessofwisdom18]

My take on @yendts ' Thalia design :')

[perfectfeelings]

That’s the nice thing about being human. We only have one life, but we can choose what kind of story it’s going to be.

Rick Riordan

[queenoftiddies]

Happy birthday to Rick Riordan, a man who is many of the following things

• The author of many amazing books that have kept me going in this life

• The creator of the fictional men I would really like to have in real life

• The creator of the fictional women that helped me realize I was a bisexual little bitch

• The man who has put representation for so many different communities of people, regardless of Race, Sexuality, or Gender

• The man responsible for the rejuvenation of my love of reading

• The one who was able to write book series that got me to cry, and laugh, and stay on the edge of my seat waiting for the next book

• oh yeah and he’s a father and husband too I guess (jkjk it’s super important too)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO UNCLE RICK!

[blueparsley444]

leo with festus doodle </3

he’s so beautiful in my mind thank you rick for the fantastic books

[apollosothertwin]

I like to think that on their road trip, Meg and Apollo met back up with the waystation for a very short visit.

[muclunga]

Re-reading/re-listening to the heroes of olympus series rn😭😭😭

Also everybody loves to talk about the ‘rivalry ends here’ kiss in front of piper but nobody mentions two books earlier when piper makes out with jason in front of percy while all three of them are drowning and percy’s going through it cause he’s living his second-worst fear of drowning and his all-time-worst fear that annabeth could be dead like damn yall☠️

[festus-eats-tabasco]

gods i just remembered “family, luke. you promised” and now i need to sit down

[kastalani123]

Tbh I think Leo, Hazel, and Frank could've had such an interesting dynamic that was thrown away in favour of a love triangle because,,,,, heteronormativity, IG.

Think about it!

Hazel and Leo's powers are beautiful and beloved by their mothers — Marie partially due to greed, yes, but do not tell me she did not cup her daughter's tiny hands and tell her no stone could shine as bright as her, just as Esperanza cupped her son's chubby face and told him no fire compared to the one in his chest.

And yet, they are curses, ones that fell the ones that loved them so dearly.

Frank and Leo are the embodiment of their mothers' deaths — war, ever-shifting and unpredictable, and fire, flickering and explosive. Both deadly, so unbelievably deadly, but unavoidable and romanticized, the subject of so many paintings and songs and novels, of unhealthy fascinations that often end with death.

And yet, both their mothers fell in love with those very things, and of that love they were born, bonfires of potential.

This is not be the basis for a friendship, of course — especially not in the context of the story.

Hazel needs to remind herself: this is not Sammy. He looks like him and he acts like him and he laughs like him, but it is not him. She observes him closely to pin down the oddities, to help her differentiate them enough that she stops choking every time she must speak to him.

This is not a friendship.

Frank needs to remind himself: this is not the enemy. He will not fire a cannon at him, will not leave him to fend for himself in a fight, will not clutch his life tight and watch it crumble to ash. He observes him closely to never let him get too close, to prevent him from getting a chance to burn him, accidentally or not.

This is not a friendship.

This is not a friendship, but it is an understanding — when Leo uses a blowtorch rather than his own fire, when Hazel hurls glittering garnets at the walls and off the ship with a wail, when Frank breaks a mirror and falls apart at the sight of his bloody hands.

What is a friendship is this:

Hazel learns Leo's humour and she learns how to fit into it — not like with Sammy, never like with Sammy, but fit nonetheless. They learn to feed off each other, to encourage each other, to let loose and menace the others with maniacal laughter because they can, here on this ship, with kids no better than them. And when they're done, when they wind down and calm down, content and satisfied with working out their anger at the world — then, Leo learns to keep the engine room door open, to keep a pile of blankets and pillows in the corner, and Hazel learns to make her way into the hull of the ship, to make a nest of blankets and pillows. And he brings his schematics and tools, and she brings her sketchbooks and tools, and they work: she, humming songs from bygone days; he, rambling with no desire for an answer.

This is a friendship.

Frank learns Leo's tics, what makes him flare up or clam up or cheer up, and Leo does the same in return. They learn to work around each other, to fit together just so so as to cooperate without stepping on each other's toes. And when they finally do that, when they're not flinching or jumping or bursting at each other — then, they learn to sneak into the training room, to learn to fight in a more traditional and proper way together, to learn how to incorporate their own styles and preferences into that. And Leo brings tea and light snacks and headache medication, and Frank brings bandages and cold compresses and soft spare clothes, and they spar: he, with hammers and knives and too-sharp screwdrivers; he, with arrows and claws and daggers. After, they sit against the wall, looking over each other's scratches and bruises, coaxing each other to eat and drink a little more.

This is a friendship.

It may not be a close one, it may not be one where they check in on each other every few days after parting, it may not stay unchanged for years down the line — but it is one, and it is theirs.

[the-lord-of-time]

If you're restarting the titan army I'm divorcing you again. And maybe feeding you to my lions if I have the chance.

-@mother-of-the-gods

Oh c’mon, really? You know I need to over throw the gods, they suck! Pleaseee don’t divorce me?

[blink182times]

NEW PICS OF THE TRIO IN DISNEYLAND

[goddessofwisdom18]

Thinkin about Bianca di Angelo. She was just a pre-teen girl who was forced to be a mother. Was she attracted to death because it brought her closer to her father? What would she have become with freedom and time? Would she have chosen the Hunters if she’d had a chance at a normal pre-teen life? Maybe she just wanted to be a girl forever because she already missed her chance. 12 year olds shouldn’t be mothers.

[riordanness]

perseus freaking jackson is actually the best person ever and lowkey the reason i am alive today and i will thank rick riordan every single day for the rest of my life for actually sitting down and writing the lightning thief bc he actually saved my life fr

[your-local-manic-pixie-dream-gir]

I was re organizing my bookshelf, and no one told me my copy of Tower Of Nero was SIGNED

[jubileesstuff]

Frank, at Nico: Of course you have blood all over you, and pronouns.